I could blame it on NaNoWriMo, I could say it was my crappy internet connection, I could say I've been studying, I could say it was my new boyfriend's fault, I could say it was lack of inspiration. Yes, the five of them played a part in me not updating my blog in a while or post any stories in the comm, for that matter. But, the truth is, the one to blame, really, is Tumblr. Once again, it has abducted me with its promises for a cool group of people who I talk a lot to, gifs, and Whose Line goodness, plus some writing challenges I had, fics
, and lots and lots of Jeff Davis and Chip Esten. But, somehow, I always find my way back here to my much adored blog.
As for my NaNo novel, I gave up on the dealdine a few weeks ago. Now, I'm having three friends (Zuz
, and Kat
) to look over it, tell me what they think, and brainstorm. I'm quite proud of it, really, since I hit the 18k mark and even though I have lots to go, I love where the story is going. It's a distopic and feminist novel, so I am not
giving it up.
Classes finish in two weeks, too. So I'm going to be on much much more often afterwards, that is a promise. And boyfriend's a writer too, so he actually encourages me to write. He's a poet, but he still gets my need for a keyboard and a blank word document.
In any case, I'm back, baby!
And I'm currently wearing my brand new Writes Like A Slut shirt. You have no idea how happy I was when it arrived on the mail. I was so excited to win it in the first place, that when the mail man said through the speaker that he had a delivery for Naty, I bounced in joy. You should've seen the man's face when I squealed once I got the package in my hands. To say the least, I made a sound that would make a banshee shiver in jealousy as I ran to my appartment to try it on. It is SO pretty!! Thanks again, Kat
, for mailing it all the way down here! I'm now a proud owner
of this oh-so-very-defining shirt.
In other news, today is Colin Mochrie
's birthday! (click the linkey; no regrets!) The man is a comedic genious,
Canadian sweetheart, and an extremely inspiring person. His whole family is basically perfect. His relationship to them has raised my standards soooo high!
Which brings me to the second half of the title. Technology hating on me (I promise, it's gonna make sense in a bit). Well, it's no mystery to my dear readers/friends that my internet connection oscullates manbag. BIG time. I'm not even kidding here. If it rains, my oh my, we're lost. Internet won't work for days when it rains. And I'm not even talking about a big fat rain. If that's the case, internet's gonna be crappy for weeks instead of days.
Due to this, whenever I manage to get online for more than a few minutes at a time, everything's SLOW loading and sometimes YouTube doesn't work on me, or pages take longer to load than they should. Well, the good news is, we might be upgrading the Mb, OR change companies all together. Which is cool, because it would mean no more metallic noises when talking on the phone and a DECENT internet connection at least, a fast one at most.
What does this have to do with the amazing Colin Mochrie, Debrah Macgrath, and Luke Mochrie? Well,#1:
Col was a huge part of Whose Line. I have my Whoser Family who are always sharing links which I can never enjoy because of my crappy internet connection. Plus, some Whosers and I had a G+ hangout today watching videos together. It was fun, but my connection wouldn't hold on for long. Furthermore, the whole idea of a hangout began when I was hosting a Drinking Game I couldn't be a part of because my videos wouldn't load.#2:
Luke and Deb are not only comedians, but also bloggers. If I had a better internet connection, I could blog more often. And since I'm planning to begin a brand new blog on Wordpress with four other friends (do not fret; I'm keeping this one alive if it's the last thing I do!), yet in Spanish. It should be fun :)
Well, wi-fi isn't the only technological thing that hates me. My parents bought a Wii. I just danced the Time Warp
in one of its games! In any case, my siblings and I made MAD points and we were uber excited, until we realized that, having never played with a console before, we had no idea how to save the game. My sister was even more lost than I was, so she gave me the remote... thing. Well, not the best of ideas. I went around the game three thousand times before my dad stepped in, took the remote from me, and saved the game with a few pressings of buttons. It was embarrassing.
And not to mention when boyfriend lend me his cellphone to call my friend. Oh my. It was a smartphone, and I almost reset the whole thing while trying to call her.
Usually, when being handed an electronic device, I don't tend to mess up much. Even more, I've always been technologically-friendly, a gadget addict, and so on and so forth. Bus for some reason now I just can't touch a remote control without setting the TV on fire. I'm gonna blame the internet on this one, because what else could screw us up, huh?