Have you ever struggled to write anything?
Have you ever found yourself sitting for hours in front of your computer screen completely stumped how to start something?
Take this blog for example. I have struggled since I woke up this morning to write anything even remotely decent.
In fact, I have done everything but write anything remotely decent.
- I made a half ass attempt at a hearty breakfast … and failed for two reasons.
- There was a massive long hair in it that belonged to neither my Husband or myself or my cats that was equal parts disgusting and terrifying.
- I started Aunty Flow and she makes me hate everything and everyone and every-what and every-who and every-fucking-wotsit anyway and well, guess what? I just had to hate on my muesli, didn’t I? Of course, I did! Did I eat it? No! Why? Because! That’s why!
- I was the dumbass with the log in situation.
So, this year MPC gave their website a glow up and it turned out you had to re-create your profile to log in. It took me two hours to work this out! TWO GODDAM HOURS?! Why am I so dumb? Why? It was so obvious after I finished it all. I wasted two hours of my life being a git! Ugh!
- I got lost inside the Twittersphere…
Yeah, you know, you be known it. I see you. I see you nodding your head and trying NOT to give me THAT look. Twitter. The one place you love to hate and hate to love. It’s where your obsession can either grow and flourish like a garden and be green and lush and full life, love and promise … or it can set its own ass on fire after lighting one fart to many and turning into a dumpster fire of epic proportions.
Today was reasonable.
I read some fic and both of them tore my guts out. (Much love too you both my wonderful fic goddesses. You know who you are x)
I rolled my eyes at a troll. Even after a gazillionty blocks and being shouted at by everyone in the fandom for being a prize-winning dick – they still found it necessary to extort money from people by means to their own ends and that’s a truly shitty thing to do
I read an interview which was bullshit.
I got bowled over by a sea of dark velvet hues. That blended in beautifully with the rich red carpet at an event in LA (I think)
–WhatsApp kept me entertained
I love my girls in my group chat. Truly I do! They make me laugh with their silliness and carry on and I hope one day to meet them all. (Yes, I am working on a passport!) I must admit I am worried though. I wonder what they’ll think of me. The wonky, backwards, broken Aussie – who can’t go anywhere without her trusty pink walking cane Edna. I hope they won’t be disappointed.
- Watched Season 1 of Fleabag
After taking ages to work out how to get Amazon Prime to work on our smart TV – Hubby and I finally sat down and watched Se1 of Fleabag. While I had seen Se1 before, Hubby had not. So, we did that. Enjoyed it muchly. We’re about to start Se 2 soon. So, yay that.
- Spent money on the Office Works online store.
When work gives you a $100 gift card – you spend it. And I did. On everything I’m going to need for the first few months of MPC 2020. It’s all going to get delivered on Tuesday 4th Feb.
–Looked up flights to Brisbane to visit my Bestie in March
Flights are expensive fuckers. That is all.
And there you have it. Why I have written absolutely nothing of consequence all day. Nothing decent.
Christ, I still need to write a short story on a bizarre piece of furniture I’ve called Norm.
Might leave that till Tuesday, I think.