A Strange Place for a Musical

The last five days or so...for me at least...have been a bit of an on-the-road marathon. Now don't get me wrong, I love to drive...it's almost crazy, but I'd probably be happier living in a car than in my room. This theory has already been thoroughly put to the test...especially in these last few days.

It started on Thursday.

A friend and I went to go pick up another friend at the train station 110 miles away. (Mind you...there was a train station 40 miles away...however, our friend would have had to make an 11 hour stop for what we can only assume to be NO FUCKING REASON so close to where we live...it was, quite frankly...a mind fuck)

Anywho...My friend drives on the way and I drive the distance back.

Friday:
I just got my car fixed, however, it has been sitting for so long that it needs two doses of fuel injector fluid run through it before it stops stalling out due to low RPM's. On Friday, I had only had the first dose in it and needed to run out the rest of the tank so that I could administer the last of the fuel injector fluid.

So I decided to drive around aimlessly with my little brother to kill time and gas. After a few hours I still hadn't gone through the half a tank that was in there so we decided to head back home after driving along the beach for a bit. I was getting a killer headache as it was anyway. I was going to head over to an arcade with some friends, but arcade+headache=phail.

Saturday:
I made a second attempt at driving out my gas...I got a good chunk out of it (not enough of a chunk, but a chunk nonetheless) and actually found a couple parks around the area that I'd never seen before. I'm not saying that the day was wasted...but it was hot, sticky, and basically stressful due to phone calls that I will get to in a moment.

Sunday:
It was time for my friend to head back to the far away train station. No one wanted him to go, honestly, I don't even think he wanted to go. But we drove over there anyway...and he bought his ticket...and then we waited.

And then the train was delayed 6 minutes.
12 minutes.
18 minutes.
22 minutes.
26 minutes.
45-60 minutes.

Let me explain, the train station we were at...was the first stop the train had to make after leaving it's starting point station. The station it was supposed to be coming from was 4 miles away...I could have, literally, driven to it in 5 minutes.

So the question appeared: How the hell could this train be late!?

Still, we were waiting...and seeing as how boredom is the root of all strange ideas that make most normal people scream out "WHAT THE FUCK!?"...the three of us started talking about writing a musical. Not just any musical...one about people waiting for a train.

It get's scarier...
We started coming up with lyrics...and characters...and a name for the musical.

Scarier still...
This musical WILL be written.

After waiting at the train station for two hours...yes, that's right...two hours; we decided that our only feasible option was to drive 110 miles back home and go back to the train station the next day when it wouldn't be Easter Sunday and there would be more trains running. That night, I was informed that we would have to leave at 9am to get the car we were using back in time for my friend's mother...which wasn't a problem for me because I had to be up at 6:30 to drive my brother to school.

Monday:
I called my friend at 7am like she asked after I had taken my brother to his brain enhancement facility. She was dog tired..."groggy" doesn't even scratch the surface. However; we did manage to leave on time...unlike any other attempt...signs were good.

We drove to the train station, taking part in a silly sing along during the car ride because the radio seemed intent on us doing so, and my other friend got his ticket...still no bumps.

As we waited for the train (having a 20 minute conversation about the triforce...epic phail) we all knew that the plan would go off without a hitch...but no one really wanted that.

My friend left, I made the drive back again...and got back so tired I felt like just dropping dead asleep at the front door.

Tuesday:
Phone calls, drama...driving...tornadoes...more phone calls and a lot of text messages.

Now...the story you've heard so far is the part of the story that I like. A hectic but happy memory. However; there is a darker, more annoying, part of this story running alongside the whole thing. Obviously, you can see that there was a lot going on...lots of driving, and a soreness that lingers in my legs and very little to eat most of the time because everyone was running around like an energizer bunny. Quite fitting for Easter I suppose.

The whole time I'm being pestered and prodded and annoyed by text messages and phone calls all having to do with the kind of stupid drama that one would only expect to find on some ridiculous teen show like Dawson's Creek. BLEH!

The people making these calls and messages had the situation explained to them thoroughly...I was busy, and that I wouldn't be able to deal with the drama until later...preferably MUCH later.

Do they listen?

Fucking...never.

Waiting for an Alternate Reali...tea?

Ok, time to learn something new about Ms. Cube today...XD

I have a minor fascination with tea...alright, a major one. I have an entire cupboard in the kitchen filled with the stuff. Black, Green, White, Herbal, Rooibos, Oolong...you name it, I've probably got a bit of it in my cupboard.

So around Christmas last year, while sitting in front of a TV playing QVC, when I was helping my mother with her shopping: I saw a tea related item that I just HAD to have. It was a glass teapot that came with these blooming tea flowers. My eyes lit up like Vegas. Absolutely something I wanted for Christmas.

I didn't get it...I got a camera, not that I don't love that. ;)

I looked up the tea flowers and the pot and, eventually, found them at: Adagio Teas

Mom wouldn't spring for any of it.

Flash forward to yesterday afternoon:

One of my friends sent me a gift certificate online that showed up in my e-mail. It was for $5 at Adagio Teas. I told my mom about it and BEGGED her to let me get one of their starter sets...and because of the gift certificate: she agreed!

So I set up an account, I ordered a set and I'm anxiously awaiting the arrival of my new stuff!

In the mean time, I've created a signature blend on the site called: Cherry Chocolate Valentine

You can check that out and just give the website a once over. It's all fantastic.

A funny thing

There's been something poking, amusing, teasing my brain about the internet lately. Quite frequently to be exact. Sure, it's something that I've always known...something I joke about now and again. But today, while pondering on just HOW bored I was going to get, this thought wriggled it's way out of my memory and started dancing around again.

The internet is a vast, damn near infinite space...always expanding into what seems like forever. A labyrinth of links and pages that all seem to offer something. It is bursting at the seams, full of everything.

And yet, it seems to me, that most of the time there is just NOTHING to do on the internet.

I'm sure you've felt that before...I'm not alone in that. In fact, that feeling is probably one of the driving forces that led you to this very blog.

Yeah...I'm pretty bored too.
Let's have a digital drink to our boredom.

Cheers!

Musings of a wannabe writer

Seeing as how I haven't written much about myself on this blog yet (probably because this is only the second post), there's very little chance that you know about what I like to call "my obsession".

My obsession is quite simple: writing. Any medium, all mediums...if I can use it to tell a story, I will. SMS messages, twitter, blogs, journals...I've pondered and dabbled in it all. I use a word processor, my PC, pencils, walls, sticky notes.

To label me a graphomaniac is to label the Pacific Ocean a mere puddle on the surface of the Earth.

Now, I'm currently working on a novel project of my own, as well as a joint venture with my brother. Here's the catch:

I need more than that. I've been a bit touch-and-go with some twitter shorts and a couple side writes but I really want to dig my hands into another project. So I'd like your opinion about what exactly I should pick up on the side.

Here are the voting choices:
A full blown twitter novel
A real time blog novel
An SMS novel
Or...
A visual novel

I think the most interesting of the group would be the visual novel. I don't want to go and explain every little nook and cranny of my driving idea behind what a "visual novel" would be...because that would ruin the surprise.

At any rate: voting would be fantastic.

The first post of AWESOME!

Alright...so, there's this trend with my streak of luck that makes everything I really hope for get destroyed in a bloody fanfare whenever I actually think my luck is turning around. I'm not complaining...I'm used to it.

Well, today...almost as a sick sort of universal April Fool, my coming to terms with the fact that my hope is almost sure to die had a curve ball thrown at it going a speed of 100000 mph.

Funny that an April Fool would work out in my favor.

I got...possibly the best news I've had in...well, forever today.

It's great.

A strange story to start off a blog with, but fuck it, I'm doing it. It's better than me just coming on here and saying "Oh well I've started this, hope you read".

Makes it more interesting.

Enjoy.