Real Life

0 comments on "Once again, Youda has ruined my life"

I feel all out of sorts. I was going to write all day today, but I had to rearrange the Q on Game Fly and somehow my attention was caught by the Arcade games. Which is how I found Youda Sushi Chef and spent a ridiculous amount of time playing.

No, I’m not that slow. I beat the free level, but I still was like “Ooh, Time Management games,” and was sucked back into the world of addiction. I spent hours playing various other games–a movie theater game, Penguin Diner, etc. It was disgusting and I’m terribly ashamed of myself 🙁

A couple of years ago I was completely wrapped up in these stupid games, either running pretend diners or pretend farms, but I finally had to come to the decision to just stop and take back my life. Now I’ve been sucked back in again.

And all I want to do is raise some chicken for eggs to make cakes. Thanks Youda. I know where you live.

All Systems Red at Amazon
Small Gods at Amazon
0 comments on "I have $10.04"

I have $10.04 on my card. I need at least $24 to get money out of the ATM. Thanks for not sending the child support, douche.

I know it’s terrible to talk about someone anonymously on the Internet, but… douche. Some nameless person that has left me his children somehow managed not to send any child support at all this month. On top of that, I talked to him yesterday and he said there would be money today.

Guess what there was nothing of today? That’s right… $$$.

Some people out there are probably like, “Why the hell is she so angry? Why doesn’t she just pay for those kids herself?” Well, for one thing, my budget was already super tight. For another… I willingly took on the responsibility of ONE child. Now I have TWO of them to take care of and someone snuck in and decided to eat half a loaf of bread for breakfast as toast. What does that mean? It makes it hard to make kids their lunch if there’s no bread, no juice boxes, no fruit or whatever for them to eat.

Lame.

::one step away from mental breakdown::

Faizel 02 at Amazon
0 comments on "butt hurt"

Okay, so back in the day I would read things by authors where they would give advice to “Don’t get your feelings hurt by one bad review. If you’ve got twenty good reviews and one bad review… just shake it off and let it go. There’s always going to be that one person that hates your writing. You can’t let one review drag you down.”

I would read that advice and snort and shake my head. I would be like, “There’s no way I would ever be like that. I’m never going to let one review totally ruin my day. I’m not going to be that kind of writer.”

Evidently I was wrong. I am totally that kind of writer.

Wah! My feelings are all stingy with despair and the foul brine of irony. I just need to stop reading reviews and checking my sales on Amazon to see if anyone likes my stuff.  So, so, SO lame.