Do you ever have one of those days when you just want to go into a soundproof room and scream until your lungs give out? No? Just me then?
It’s that time of year again when JK Rowling has a new book out and she decides to work the masses with some random bullshit.
I’m working, honest!
So, yet again, I was trying to change some settings in the backend and massively fucked up my website.
I know, I know. I should post more. But it’s been a pretty busy year, and updating a blog nobody reads isn’t really high on my list of priorities most of the time. Anyway, now that’s out of the way, let’s talk about the shitty attitude of people who refuse to write properly on the internet.
So, it’s been a week-and-half (?) since I last posted, and a lot has happened since then. Namely, I finished my novel! Yay!
The finish line is in sight. Yay! Six chapters left to write, and one more to finish, and then I can work on the second draft, tighten up the story etc. and then edit.
So, I found this thing I made when Final Fantasy XII: The Zodiac Age was about to come out.
Stupid Apple Watch. It tells me that I’ve exercised for four minutes, but that I haven’t stood at all in the last hour. It tells me that I haven’t climbed any flights of stairs just because its definition of a flight of stairs is a higher elevation than the actual flight of stairs in my house. I rescue it from the trash-heap, fix it up, love it forever, and this is how it repays me?