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(Because all I do anymore is complain.)
I wish that, when the weather says "snow!", it actually would mean snow. Like, real serious snow. More than a measly inch of snow. "snow!" followed by only an inch is kind of depressing. It was even worse earlier this year, though, when it was "SNOW!" and we only got an inch. Is accumulation too much to ask for? Freaking global warming. Freaking midwest weather.
Also, I have a stomach ache and the last thing I want to do right now is edit my BA. But I have to send a draft to my class in two hours. And the version I have right now makes so little sense in parts that I couldn't possibly expect to get useful comments. So I basically have no choice. I do wish I was happier with the style I'd written this in, though. Argh. It's so dry right now, and that's bothering me so much. To the point that I don't want to touch it until I can do more to fix it. Goshdarn my compulsive editing.
I'd really like a day, just one, without this hanging over my head. And that's not gonna happen. For another... forever. April. Omg. I'm gonna die.
Oh, and certain characters not related to my BA in the least need to stop suddenly being more interesting than my BA characters again. What the heck? I don't even know where this crap is coming from, and all of a sudden they're all "Hey! Remember how you had no idea what happened to us in the past month? Guess what! Now we know! And we're going to act on it and confuse and scare you with our minds-of-our-own and random switches of character traits!" Nothing... nothing is scarier than a very determined Hughes without any of his usual (family) anchors or will to be "normal". Except maybe a homunculus who's suddenly got an oddly caring side that he can't explain, and a fear that his, er, original is actually secretly more of a homunculus than he is (not that everyone didn't already know that Hughes was the evil one of the two).
I wish that, when the weather says "snow!", it actually would mean snow. Like, real serious snow. More than a measly inch of snow. "snow!" followed by only an inch is kind of depressing. It was even worse earlier this year, though, when it was "SNOW!" and we only got an inch. Is accumulation too much to ask for? Freaking global warming. Freaking midwest weather.
Also, I have a stomach ache and the last thing I want to do right now is edit my BA. But I have to send a draft to my class in two hours. And the version I have right now makes so little sense in parts that I couldn't possibly expect to get useful comments. So I basically have no choice. I do wish I was happier with the style I'd written this in, though. Argh. It's so dry right now, and that's bothering me so much. To the point that I don't want to touch it until I can do more to fix it. Goshdarn my compulsive editing.
I'd really like a day, just one, without this hanging over my head. And that's not gonna happen. For another... forever. April. Omg. I'm gonna die.
Oh, and certain characters not related to my BA in the least need to stop suddenly being more interesting than my BA characters again. What the heck? I don't even know where this crap is coming from, and all of a sudden they're all "Hey! Remember how you had no idea what happened to us in the past month? Guess what! Now we know! And we're going to act on it and confuse and scare you with our minds-of-our-own and random switches of character traits!" Nothing... nothing is scarier than a very determined Hughes without any of his usual (family) anchors or will to be "normal". Except maybe a homunculus who's suddenly got an oddly caring side that he can't explain, and a fear that his, er, original is actually secretly more of a homunculus than he is (not that everyone didn't already know that Hughes was the evil one of the two).
