Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Toward the End

Christmas was interesting to say the least. As previously mentioned, my soul brother Frodo was the first person I saw on Christmas morning and he came bearing gifts. Then the land lady, who I have spoken of frequently in aggressive tones, requested (spelled: demanded) my mother and I come to the first floor.

So she could give us gifts.
And stockings.
Which I definitely did not expect. And was a little alarmed by. But it has been commented my mother is alarmed when she feels happy and becomes worried when I look content.

We cleared out before the environment got too hostile after the gifts, feeling almost like part of the family. Which I think would explain a lot of why the land lady treats us the way she does.

Its worth noting several of her children were institutionalized in their youth.

Dad occupied for a few days. You might note I say occupied-not visited, because that is what he does-invade. The idea that I might want to spend time with someone else while he is present offends him.

(Side note: I visited Frodo. I am quite worried about him.)

The fact that Mom and I had no fun filled suggestions for what to do offended him. Then when we were left idle we played with our phones offended him. The fact that I had a really bad sinus infection and work offended him. That my mother who left him several years ago might not want to sleep in the same room.

(Side Note: Father, don't you DARE compare your and mom's separation to Han Solo and Leia. That said if you insist, just call me Kylo Ren. Some of you will understand this reference. The rest of you should go see Force Awakens)

He got very accusatory and judgmental about my life choices, like not trying to substitute because I have a secure job. He kept trying to explain his experience with 401ks, even though they are from over a decade ago and a completely different field. Also missing the point that my period had just begun and I was already sick and I was moody because of the snow.

(Side note to male hypochondriacs: Do not say "Me too" when a girl says she is having cramps).

I am having a new experience. I have an Amazon gift Card at my disposal. And I have no idea what I intend to do with it. Like I have thoughts but not enough to commit. Maybe a Bento Box.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Daddy Go Home

Cramps. Horrible cough. Fever. Back to work. And Dad is still here. Time for rest and meds and megapost from work maybe

Monday, December 28, 2015

Abbreviated Summary

Life still under occupation by Darth Dad. Saw VII again. Escaped whiny brat father by going to hang out with Frodo. Mega Post tomorrow night. I hope.

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Invaded

The Day After Christmas

Bizarrely my phone calendar has marked the day after Christmas.

So yesterday was probably my best Christmas ever. An odd statement.

I woke up to Frodo knocking on my door so he could gift me. An amazingly well made binder for magic cards. Card sleeves for my deck. And a new set of table top dice. An excellent haul and very considerate of him.

And  this is another to be continued. Dad has arrived for a late holiday.  Mega post in the works.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Happy Hogswatch One and All!

Gonna keep tonight short and sweet. Happy Solstice, Merry Christmas, and Happy Hogswatch!

Wait you've never heard of Hogswatch?
You've never heard of the Hogfather?

You poor deprived thing. Well fortunately for you theres a very informative movie called The Hogfather. You should definitely check it out. To this day it is one of my favorite Christmas movies.

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

When the Muse Strikes

I am currently working on drafting a particular fantasy story. I am writing it in five minute segments that I edit after. With luck I will do them all in order and weave them all together later. If not I'll just fill in the gaps.

I have also been anagramming town names for the purpose of locations.  Or state or county names. I've resorted to cutting up paper tiles and literally rearranging them. It helped.

The thing is the piece I am working on.


..it's the closest to Allegory I will every write. It's loaded with social commentary-on how the country has changed since 9/11 and because of it. And not for the better.

If this takes off its honestly the one I'm most scared of the reaction for.

I can't change that though. I'm a writer. I write as inspired.