Shiny!

I feel so shiny right now. Maybe all the meditation is getting to my brain. La. I amuse myself.
http://www.mnwelldir.org/docs/qigong/meditation.htm

The current short story I'm working on is going in fascinating directions, and I love it, but I'm having trouble reining it in. I find myself exploring the deep relationship between the main character and her girlfriend too much, and not focusing on the interdimensional travel, the aliens, the monsters, the superpowers, the multiverse concept, the ramifications of constant interdimensional travel via telekinesis (in conclusion, chronic migraines and nosebleeds suck).
I mean, I love that my girls love each other so much, but this is not a romance story. The handful of sex scenes are not those kinds of scenes. And the ex-boyfriend of one character keeps popping up and my writerbrain keeps wanting me to point out that they dated, but I'd already established that in the beginning, and seriously why is that monster hanging out over there? I thought I'd shoved it back into its home dimension.
I really need to finish this if I'm going to self-publish it online. And then I have to figure out how exactly I'm even going to do that. More meditation is in order.

I've mentioned how ecstatic I am to have my husband home yes? He has demanded the weekend and Monday off, and he rarely states that he is unavailable. He's probably the most in demand and loyal tech there, being a de facto project manager and head field tech and having skills that most of the other guys don't. I imagine that on Tuesday or Wednesday he'll be asked to pack up and go to another part of the country again for the rest of the week, to set up computers and equipment for more conferences or trade shows or live shows or things involving foreign dignitaries or what have you. Who knows. But for the next few days, he is MINE, rar.

My hair is still awesome. My skin still looks like I'm twenty. I'm still in tremendous pain, fatigue, and muscle tension, but whatever. Life is sweet. For now.

Here are some pictures of Adam with Luna. Luna loves him more than life and here she is hugging him for sweet life.

Shiny!

I feel so shiny right now. Maybe all the meditation is getting to my brain. La. I amuse myself.
http://www.mnwelldir.org/docs/qigong/meditation.htm

The current short story I'm working on is going in fascinating directions, and I love it, but I'm having trouble reining it in. I find myself exploring the deep relationship between the main character and her girlfriend too much, and not focusing on the interdimensional travel, the aliens, the monsters, the superpowers, the multiverse concept, the ramifications of constant interdimensional travel via telekinesis (in conclusion, chronic migraines and nosebleeds suck).
I mean, I love that my girls love each other so much, but this is not a romance story. The handful of sex scenes are not those kinds of scenes. And the ex-boyfriend of one character keeps popping up and my writerbrain keeps wanting me to point out that they dated, but I'd already established that in the beginning, and seriously why is that monster hanging out over there? I thought I'd shoved it back into its home dimension.
I really need to finish this if I'm going to self-publish it online. And then I have to figure out how exactly I'm even going to do that. More meditation is in order.

I've mentioned how ecstatic I am to have my husband home yes? He has demanded the weekend and Monday off, and he rarely states that he is unavailable. He's probably the most in demand and loyal tech there, being a de facto project manager and head field tech and having skills that most of the other guys don't. I imagine that on Tuesday or Wednesday he'll be asked to pack up and go to another part of the country again for the rest of the week, to set up computers and equipment for more conferences or trade shows or live shows or things involving foreign dignitaries or what have you. Who knows. But for the next few days, he is MINE, rar.

My hair is still awesome. My skin still looks like I'm twenty. I'm still in tremendous pain, fatigue, and muscle tension, but whatever. Life is sweet. For now.

Here are some pictures of Adam with Luna. Luna loves him more than life and here she is hugging him for sweet life.

Shiny!

I feel so shiny right now. Maybe all the meditation is getting to my brain. La. I amuse myself.
http://www.mnwelldir.org/docs/qigong/meditation.htm

The current short story I'm working on is going in fascinating directions, and I love it, but I'm having trouble reining it in. I find myself exploring the deep relationship between the main character and her girlfriend too much, and not focusing on the interdimensional travel, the aliens, the monsters, the superpowers, the multiverse concept, the ramifications of constant interdimensional travel via telekinesis (in conclusion, chronic migraines and nosebleeds suck).
I mean, I love that my girls love each other so much, but this is not a romance story. The handful of sex scenes are not those kinds of scenes. And the ex-boyfriend of one character keeps popping up and my writerbrain keeps wanting me to point out that they dated, but I'd already established that in the beginning, and seriously why is that monster hanging out over there? I thought I'd shoved it back into its home dimension.
I really need to finish this if I'm going to self-publish it online. And then I have to figure out how exactly I'm even going to do that. More meditation is in order.

I've mentioned how ecstatic I am to have my husband home yes? He has demanded the weekend and Monday off, and he rarely states that he is unavailable. He's probably the most in demand and loyal tech there, being a de facto project manager and head field tech and having skills that most of the other guys don't. I imagine that on Tuesday or Wednesday he'll be asked to pack up and go to another part of the country again for the rest of the week, to set up computers and equipment for more conferences or trade shows or live shows or things involving foreign dignitaries or what have you. Who knows. But for the next few days, he is MINE, rar.

My hair is still awesome. My skin still looks like I'm twenty. I'm still in tremendous pain, fatigue, and muscle tension, but whatever. Life is sweet. For now.

Here are some pictures of Adam with Luna. Luna loves him more than life and here she is hugging him for sweet life.

Shiny!

I feel so shiny right now. Maybe all the meditation is getting to my brain. La. I amuse myself.
http://www.mnwelldir.org/docs/qigong/meditation.htm

The current short story I'm working on is going in fascinating directions, and I love it, but I'm having trouble reining it in. I find myself exploring the deep relationship between the main character and her girlfriend too much, and not focusing on the interdimensional travel, the aliens, the monsters, the superpowers, the multiverse concept, the ramifications of constant interdimensional travel via telekinesis (in conclusion, chronic migraines and nosebleeds suck).
I mean, I love that my girls love each other so much, but this is not a romance story. The handful of sex scenes are not those kinds of scenes. And the ex-boyfriend of one character keeps popping up and my writerbrain keeps wanting me to point out that they dated, but I'd already established that in the beginning, and seriously why is that monster hanging out over there? I thought I'd shoved it back into its home dimension.
I really need to finish this if I'm going to self-publish it online. And then I have to figure out how exactly I'm even going to do that. More meditation is in order.

I've mentioned how ecstatic I am to have my husband home yes? He has demanded the weekend and Monday off, and he rarely states that he is unavailable. He's probably the most in demand and loyal tech there, being a de facto project manager and head field tech and having skills that most of the other guys don't. I imagine that on Tuesday or Wednesday he'll be asked to pack up and go to another part of the country again for the rest of the week, to set up computers and equipment for more conferences or trade shows or live shows or things involving foreign dignitaries or what have you. Who knows. But for the next few days, he is MINE, rar.

My hair is still awesome. My skin still looks like I'm twenty. I'm still in tremendous pain, fatigue, and muscle tension, but whatever. Life is sweet. For now.

Here are some pictures of Adam with Luna. Luna loves him more than life and here she is hugging him for sweet life.

Royal Slurm. Creepy but applicable.

Crazily enough, my mental state and my life right now can be summed up by this quote:

"I can't stop eating this delicious ooze. But I'm not gonna let you die."

Oh, what the hell, the whole scene is good, too.
***
Bender: Look, we just came to party with Slurms MacKenzie. By the way, when is that scheduled?
Slurm Queen: [shouting] Never! [Bender groans.] To the torture cave!
[Scene: Torture Cave. Bender has been tied to a conveyor belt which moves towards a machine.]
Slurm Queen: You, my metal friend, will have the honour of becoming 174 Slurm cans.
Bender: Ah, this trip is turning into a big letdown.
[Leela is raised in a harness and suspended over a vat of purple goo. The Glurmos stand by a control unit.]
Slurm Queen: As for you, you will be submerged in Royal Slurm which, in a matter of minutes, will transform you into a Slurm Queen like myself.
Small Glurmo #1: But, Your Highness, she's a commoner. Her Slurm will taste foul.
Slurm Queen: Yes! Which is why we'll market it as New Slurm. Then, when everyone hates it, we'll bring back Slurm Classic, and make billions!
[She and the Glurmos laugh. Small Glurmo #1 pushes a lever down and Leela is lowered into the purple Slurm. Fry watches.]
Fry: What about me?
Slurm Queen: You are free to go.
Fry: Yes!
Slurm Queen: If you can resist this concentrated super Slurm! [The Glurmos grab him and sit him in a chair in front of a tub. The Slurm Queen fills the tub with a dark green slime.] It's so delicious, you'll eat until you explode! Oh, which reminds me, put a tarp over that sofa, will you? Bon appétit!
[One of the Glurmos forces a spoonful of the Slurm into Fry's mouth. Fry struggles then smiles.]
Fry: Mmm!
Slurm Queen: Farewell! Oh, and congratulations again on winning the contest.
[She and the Glurmos laugh insanely and leave.]
Leela: Fry, untie us, quick!
Fry: Here I come. [He sees the tub of Slurm.] Let me just-- One more taste.
[He takes three.]
Leela: You pig. Stop stuffing your craw and save us.
[Fry walks towards her then changes his mind and sticks his head into the tub. Bender moves closer to the machine.]
Bender: I can't see what's happening. Are we boned?
Leela: Yeah, we're boned.
[Fry lifts his head out of the tub and looks around. He sees Bender then Leela then looks back at the Slurm, A tear trickles down his face and splashes into the Slurm.]
Fry: I can't stop eating this delicious ooze. But I'm not gonna let you die.
[He moves towards the control unit, dragging the tub with him and shovelling handfuls of Slurm into his mouth.]
Leela: Hurry!
Bender: What's happening? [Fry uses his foot to flick the lever up and the machine lifts Leela out of the vat. She runs over to the can machine and stops it. Fry wipes his brow and Bender breathes a sigh of relief.] Just in time!
[He looks down and screams. There is a hole in the middle of his casing. Fry looks through it. While he is distracted, Leela tips the tub of Slurm over and it disappears down a drain.]
Fry: [screaming] NOOO! [He sticks his head between the grate and tries to lick up the Slurm.] [talking] I could fit if I didn't have these damn arms!
[He starts gnawing at his arms. Leela lifts him up off the floor.]
***

I wonder if Tim Burton ever watched "Fry And The Slurm Factory" before or during the filming of the Johnny Depp movie.

Royal Slurm. Creepy but applicable.

Crazily enough, my mental state and my life right now can be summed up by this quote:

"I can't stop eating this delicious ooze. But I'm not gonna let you die."

Oh, what the hell, the whole scene is good, too.
***
Bender: Look, we just came to party with Slurms MacKenzie. By the way, when is that scheduled?
Slurm Queen: [shouting] Never! [Bender groans.] To the torture cave!
[Scene: Torture Cave. Bender has been tied to a conveyor belt which moves towards a machine.]
Slurm Queen: You, my metal friend, will have the honour of becoming 174 Slurm cans.
Bender: Ah, this trip is turning into a big letdown.
[Leela is raised in a harness and suspended over a vat of purple goo. The Glurmos stand by a control unit.]
Slurm Queen: As for you, you will be submerged in Royal Slurm which, in a matter of minutes, will transform you into a Slurm Queen like myself.
Small Glurmo #1: But, Your Highness, she's a commoner. Her Slurm will taste foul.
Slurm Queen: Yes! Which is why we'll market it as New Slurm. Then, when everyone hates it, we'll bring back Slurm Classic, and make billions!
[She and the Glurmos laugh. Small Glurmo #1 pushes a lever down and Leela is lowered into the purple Slurm. Fry watches.]
Fry: What about me?
Slurm Queen: You are free to go.
Fry: Yes!
Slurm Queen: If you can resist this concentrated super Slurm! [The Glurmos grab him and sit him in a chair in front of a tub. The Slurm Queen fills the tub with a dark green slime.] It's so delicious, you'll eat until you explode! Oh, which reminds me, put a tarp over that sofa, will you? Bon appétit!
[One of the Glurmos forces a spoonful of the Slurm into Fry's mouth. Fry struggles then smiles.]
Fry: Mmm!
Slurm Queen: Farewell! Oh, and congratulations again on winning the contest.
[She and the Glurmos laugh insanely and leave.]
Leela: Fry, untie us, quick!
Fry: Here I come. [He sees the tub of Slurm.] Let me just-- One more taste.
[He takes three.]
Leela: You pig. Stop stuffing your craw and save us.
[Fry walks towards her then changes his mind and sticks his head into the tub. Bender moves closer to the machine.]
Bender: I can't see what's happening. Are we boned?
Leela: Yeah, we're boned.
[Fry lifts his head out of the tub and looks around. He sees Bender then Leela then looks back at the Slurm, A tear trickles down his face and splashes into the Slurm.]
Fry: I can't stop eating this delicious ooze. But I'm not gonna let you die.
[He moves towards the control unit, dragging the tub with him and shovelling handfuls of Slurm into his mouth.]
Leela: Hurry!
Bender: What's happening? [Fry uses his foot to flick the lever up and the machine lifts Leela out of the vat. She runs over to the can machine and stops it. Fry wipes his brow and Bender breathes a sigh of relief.] Just in time!
[He looks down and screams. There is a hole in the middle of his casing. Fry looks through it. While he is distracted, Leela tips the tub of Slurm over and it disappears down a drain.]
Fry: [screaming] NOOO! [He sticks his head between the grate and tries to lick up the Slurm.] [talking] I could fit if I didn't have these damn arms!
[He starts gnawing at his arms. Leela lifts him up off the floor.]
***

I wonder if Tim Burton ever watched "Fry And The Slurm Factory" before or during the filming of the Johnny Depp movie.

Royal Slurm. Creepy but applicable.

Crazily enough, my mental state and my life right now can be summed up by this quote:

"I can't stop eating this delicious ooze. But I'm not gonna let you die."

Oh, what the hell, the whole scene is good, too.
***
Bender: Look, we just came to party with Slurms MacKenzie. By the way, when is that scheduled?
Slurm Queen: [shouting] Never! [Bender groans.] To the torture cave!
[Scene: Torture Cave. Bender has been tied to a conveyor belt which moves towards a machine.]
Slurm Queen: You, my metal friend, will have the honour of becoming 174 Slurm cans.
Bender: Ah, this trip is turning into a big letdown.
[Leela is raised in a harness and suspended over a vat of purple goo. The Glurmos stand by a control unit.]
Slurm Queen: As for you, you will be submerged in Royal Slurm which, in a matter of minutes, will transform you into a Slurm Queen like myself.
Small Glurmo #1: But, Your Highness, she's a commoner. Her Slurm will taste foul.
Slurm Queen: Yes! Which is why we'll market it as New Slurm. Then, when everyone hates it, we'll bring back Slurm Classic, and make billions!
[She and the Glurmos laugh. Small Glurmo #1 pushes a lever down and Leela is lowered into the purple Slurm. Fry watches.]
Fry: What about me?
Slurm Queen: You are free to go.
Fry: Yes!
Slurm Queen: If you can resist this concentrated super Slurm! [The Glurmos grab him and sit him in a chair in front of a tub. The Slurm Queen fills the tub with a dark green slime.] It's so delicious, you'll eat until you explode! Oh, which reminds me, put a tarp over that sofa, will you? Bon appétit!
[One of the Glurmos forces a spoonful of the Slurm into Fry's mouth. Fry struggles then smiles.]
Fry: Mmm!
Slurm Queen: Farewell! Oh, and congratulations again on winning the contest.
[She and the Glurmos laugh insanely and leave.]
Leela: Fry, untie us, quick!
Fry: Here I come. [He sees the tub of Slurm.] Let me just-- One more taste.
[He takes three.]
Leela: You pig. Stop stuffing your craw and save us.
[Fry walks towards her then changes his mind and sticks his head into the tub. Bender moves closer to the machine.]
Bender: I can't see what's happening. Are we boned?
Leela: Yeah, we're boned.
[Fry lifts his head out of the tub and looks around. He sees Bender then Leela then looks back at the Slurm, A tear trickles down his face and splashes into the Slurm.]
Fry: I can't stop eating this delicious ooze. But I'm not gonna let you die.
[He moves towards the control unit, dragging the tub with him and shovelling handfuls of Slurm into his mouth.]
Leela: Hurry!
Bender: What's happening? [Fry uses his foot to flick the lever up and the machine lifts Leela out of the vat. She runs over to the can machine and stops it. Fry wipes his brow and Bender breathes a sigh of relief.] Just in time!
[He looks down and screams. There is a hole in the middle of his casing. Fry looks through it. While he is distracted, Leela tips the tub of Slurm over and it disappears down a drain.]
Fry: [screaming] NOOO! [He sticks his head between the grate and tries to lick up the Slurm.] [talking] I could fit if I didn't have these damn arms!
[He starts gnawing at his arms. Leela lifts him up off the floor.]
***

I wonder if Tim Burton ever watched "Fry And The Slurm Factory" before or during the filming of the Johnny Depp movie.

Royal Slurm. Creepy but applicable.

Crazily enough, my mental state and my life right now can be summed up by this quote:

"I can't stop eating this delicious ooze. But I'm not gonna let you die."

Oh, what the hell, the whole scene is good, too.
***
Bender: Look, we just came to party with Slurms MacKenzie. By the way, when is that scheduled?
Slurm Queen: [shouting] Never! [Bender groans.] To the torture cave!
[Scene: Torture Cave. Bender has been tied to a conveyor belt which moves towards a machine.]
Slurm Queen: You, my metal friend, will have the honour of becoming 174 Slurm cans.
Bender: Ah, this trip is turning into a big letdown.
[Leela is raised in a harness and suspended over a vat of purple goo. The Glurmos stand by a control unit.]
Slurm Queen: As for you, you will be submerged in Royal Slurm which, in a matter of minutes, will transform you into a Slurm Queen like myself.
Small Glurmo #1: But, Your Highness, she's a commoner. Her Slurm will taste foul.
Slurm Queen: Yes! Which is why we'll market it as New Slurm. Then, when everyone hates it, we'll bring back Slurm Classic, and make billions!
[She and the Glurmos laugh. Small Glurmo #1 pushes a lever down and Leela is lowered into the purple Slurm. Fry watches.]
Fry: What about me?
Slurm Queen: You are free to go.
Fry: Yes!
Slurm Queen: If you can resist this concentrated super Slurm! [The Glurmos grab him and sit him in a chair in front of a tub. The Slurm Queen fills the tub with a dark green slime.] It's so delicious, you'll eat until you explode! Oh, which reminds me, put a tarp over that sofa, will you? Bon appétit!
[One of the Glurmos forces a spoonful of the Slurm into Fry's mouth. Fry struggles then smiles.]
Fry: Mmm!
Slurm Queen: Farewell! Oh, and congratulations again on winning the contest.
[She and the Glurmos laugh insanely and leave.]
Leela: Fry, untie us, quick!
Fry: Here I come. [He sees the tub of Slurm.] Let me just-- One more taste.
[He takes three.]
Leela: You pig. Stop stuffing your craw and save us.
[Fry walks towards her then changes his mind and sticks his head into the tub. Bender moves closer to the machine.]
Bender: I can't see what's happening. Are we boned?
Leela: Yeah, we're boned.
[Fry lifts his head out of the tub and looks around. He sees Bender then Leela then looks back at the Slurm, A tear trickles down his face and splashes into the Slurm.]
Fry: I can't stop eating this delicious ooze. But I'm not gonna let you die.
[He moves towards the control unit, dragging the tub with him and shovelling handfuls of Slurm into his mouth.]
Leela: Hurry!
Bender: What's happening? [Fry uses his foot to flick the lever up and the machine lifts Leela out of the vat. She runs over to the can machine and stops it. Fry wipes his brow and Bender breathes a sigh of relief.] Just in time!
[He looks down and screams. There is a hole in the middle of his casing. Fry looks through it. While he is distracted, Leela tips the tub of Slurm over and it disappears down a drain.]
Fry: [screaming] NOOO! [He sticks his head between the grate and tries to lick up the Slurm.] [talking] I could fit if I didn't have these damn arms!
[He starts gnawing at his arms. Leela lifts him up off the floor.]
***

I wonder if Tim Burton ever watched "Fry And The Slurm Factory" before or during the filming of the Johnny Depp movie.