Où es-tu?

I’m sleepy. It’s been a ridiculously long day. I didn’t take both of my pills last night, so I was strung higher than a kite until around 8AM this morning. Understandably… that’s not at all healthy.

It was so so stupid. I got sucked into those text messaging videos. The ones that have those ridiculous scripts where either someone’s looked down on for being poor or divorces their spouse who ends up being the main one making any money.

Some of them are so hilariously cliché and cheesy that I end up talking to my phone. It’d be hilarious if I did something like that. I don’t know if I’d be able to read my “script” without breaking out into laughter.

Also, yes, I’ve been listening to some Celine Dion tonight.

Over the years, I’ve debating using my voice to earn some dosh. Goodness knows I earn absolutely nothing for writing fanfiction.

…And the most I earned on my book was $0.75. Literally. It was painful. I think that was for two sales? Heh. Or one. I can’t remember.

However, my podcast on the other hand…

Huh. A friend of mine told me that my voice was very soothing… but when I wasn’t angry. If I’m angry, I think my voice gets raspy and deepens an octave.

She also suggested I read for the dineros. I’m a little bit less frantic at this point, so I might consider it – seriously.

But what do I read???

If I read my fanfic, it’ll be interesting how it goes. Since my chapters average 40 pages, I guess I can just read ten pages per audio clip?

I wonder if that would even be legal. I know I can’t get paid to write fanfic… but what about me reading said fanfic for a podcast? I’ve no idea.

Seems simple enough… I just have to open my mouth. However, editing for podcasts is anything but simple.

Also…

I feel like I’m going into combat when I visit my kitchen.

Unwanted guests… of the winged kind.

I know gnats have a purpose, but they can excuse themselves right back out of my kitchen! I would like to be able to cook without fear of those winged menaces landing on everything I’m using to cook!

Dish rag just bleached for 20 minutes? Land.

Scrub Brush just in said bleach water? Land.

Newly cleaned dishes/utensils/counter? Land.

Boiling hot water that has corn in it. Land and die.

That last one really made me mad. I know they’re not stupid creatures, so why would one of them think it was a good idea to jump in the pot I’m boiling my corn cobs in?!

And yes, I still ate the corn! The bug was very dead and I boiled those poor kobs for an additional twenty minutes.

In less than 2 seconds, gnats completely disrupt the sanitary landscape I tried to set for myself. Now I’m afraid to open the dishwasher… because what if they land on the clean dishes after they go in the cabinets?!

I also got bitten by a mosquito yesterday… and it’s getting cold outside.

WHY MOSQUITO FLY AND BITE IN COLD?!

Ugh…

~J. Lyst



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