and then...stoic

What's it mean? I mean one minute a person is unaffected, free of empathy of guilt, or "free" of it, and next minute they are sensitive like prey animals. 

I don't know, I don't know. I've a lot of things, a new cousin for one. And I finished another writing project, I've just got to finish typing the darn thing. But I love love love it! 

I watched a lot of animals this past weekend, and my housemates came back with a thing for me! A REAL PAIR OF ANTLERS. 

I just. I died of joy. Antlers. I mean, antlers! They're on my floating bookshelf now, in my lovely little office and I should post pictures of it. When I get night pictures, pictograms in the night make me think dreams, and once upon a time there was a girl who signed on to therapy for abandonment issues and her therapist cancelled the first appointment. Hah!

All the things of dehumization, this week. The things I see in animated films. The weight of vapor masks and bits gags pulling lips back from his teeth, like. Gosh I love to write storybooks!

I'm reading about math in the hope that I might understand it or something bizarre. Anyway, math is really great in principle. I mean, in principle. Miraculous in practice. And hell in academics. But then, what isn't? 

I get to travel with Alan again soon. I will also be travelling with Fish. We are going to bring his habitat named aquarium. It's only for nine days but I like having him in the room. Also I get to clean his tank today : / 

And I have to type things and outline things and journal and go shopping and wash my lovely hair. So then, good luck to all! Save money on therapy and get art journaling!

and then...apology

I'm sorry! It's so late, but Tuesday, it's a Tuesday and that's the new updating day.

I'm not sure if I mentioned this before, but I have been doing more art journaling with one of my housemates. It's such a lovely activity! I don't know what to blog about O.o

I won a poetry slam! 3rd place and fifty dollars, with my original piece that equates males to betta fish, ehehehehehe AlphaMaleBetaFish!

What to blog about...how about my lovely Beta Muse, my Alan Cope? A love letter.

Dear Beta Muse,

I love you very, very much. You are precious to me. You have been working so hard to make my dreams come true...especially when I was unaware of it. And I apologize for ever being unaware, and every being unaware, and I hope that we can have new friends soon! I'm in love love with you, thanks for letting me write my story book all about you! You are super super cool :3

hearts,

Ayah

hooray! playplayplay!

back to writing and caring for Fish and film class and the other things.

and then...weather

as verb and as noun.

Yes, Tuesdays were the new posting days, but I couldn't post this Wednesday because someplace in my server's headquarters was flooded from this whole weather situation, and I couldn't access the blog. 

What now? November rush. Whether from December deadlines or psychological preparation for winter or NaNoWriMo, I've always got the November writing rush. So I really need to get to that. Sorry for the late post, and now for the shortness of it. There's a lot to do.

I have registration super early tomorrow and between nervousness and the petty drunk arguments of housemates, I haven't been sleeping. No idea what to register for. I suppose I will select classes that get me closer to the graduation bit, yes. 

Oh! I have a Betta Fish. Got him the proper tank for his water heater and everything. He's tropical and beautiful. I call him Fish. He's also a bit of an elitist, VERY VERY picky about his food. Won't eat the cheap stuff and there's very little between the flakes at $2 a bottle and the cubes at $8 a bottle. We'll see how he does with treats and pellets instead. But Fish is spoiled, besides. He plays with bubbles all day. 

Picked up art journaling again, with one of my housemates. So much joy in it. Have to go now, have to write and find a nap.