same routine as yesterday. it's starting to feel normal as opposed to cool and special that i'm cooking for myself; good. had chicken thighs and noodles, but with a shitty grocery store parm instead of the actually good costco parmesan cheese. i want to throw up. but i ate it.

slow day at work, so i was outgoing towards a coworker. asked about her hobbies. she's big into softball; represented the state in some kind of tourney, looked cool in the jersey, had those cool athletic shades. apparently she plays on the weekends. we're both big into baseball-- and both the archetype of person who is really BIG into a few things instead of having 8 different interests and skills we're just okay at. we talked about a lot of music. i showed her the cringe ada rook album. apparently she thought i was 'around her age'. she is 32. i am 19. people always think i'm mature for my age, but she said it was because i listened to throwback music at work. i told her it was because pop music has been ass since 2010. maybe if i ever put enough effort into this site to have loyal followers, i'll ask them to guess my age, haha.

i oughta make a journals landing page to make these at least possible to read thru. tomorrow, i'm gonna do laundry and do that for the site. got +400 words on 0100 last night, pretty good! currently rewriting a character introduction; was well written and sad to get rid of, but didn't exactly set the right expectations for what i'm going for. 3k words deep thus far. i gotta start marking parts that are revised to give an accurate revision count. for now. i'm gonna just... lie down and maybe write a little. fold my laundry. i have 6 hours until my unreasonable and messed up typical sleeping time so... sigh. will fold. and report back, o7

minute number ten journaling and revising and trying to think of even more things to talk about to avoid folding laundry. like i won't start having fun the second i start folding. sigh. siiigh. SIGH. i'll set a one hour timer and write instead, since i'm just soo talkative tonight.

no journals the past couple days because it was the WEEKEND and i was MENTALLY ILL. now that work got me off my ass i am so back and so ready to take on everything. i am being so productive. i am even updating my neo cities dot com journal blog. i cooked freaking awesome tacos just now the second i got home from work and grinded a liiittle bit of call of duty zombies black ops six. i am blasting ada rook's new album (UNKILLABLE ANGEL) and thinking of once again radically changing my plot outline for 0100. i'm gonna wait until im at leeast like 40 pages deeper to really settle into posting consistent updates (maybe 1 a week? optimistically) but unfortunately writing, updating this website, and work is a lot of things for my pathetic unmotivated ass. i am getting better and recovering from the Events of last year and this site is my stepping stone. i am eating mnms. i am strong. i am cecille...

i think i have a party time sexy disorder

my coworker got back from vegas yesterday! she gave me a little magnetic souvenir poker chip, in pink, which was cute! thank u sunday (not real name).
i got home and played COD zombies for an hour or so, ate, and now i'm here, 1AM. i have a nice idea for a potential future look for the site now! but first; tonight, or this weekend, i'm gonna get the first chapter of 0100 PST up and try and work in (hopefully) work in a chapters system. so far the story's ~1800 words, although maybe only 1000 revised. its something i've been cooking up for a while, although i haven't written MUCH in the past couple months. hopefully having this site changes that :3
valentine's day is today! me and my girlfriend will be doing our best to mock up a digital date from 900 miles away... mostly playing video games. webfishing, minecraft, pony town, all mostly background/chatting games, good for talking and being cute while gaming!!
my friend leafeon (definitely actually a real name) also fucked up his knee today and went to the ICU... he's okay though. said the doctors were surprisingly nice and attention to detail and everything. we both are the Doctor Hater so... pleasant surprise! he will be out of commission on physical stuff for a few weeks though which he said he was glad for since it was all snowy anyways...
but YES! tonight i will get 0100 up and maybe write/revise a little more on it and report back! i've actually neever shared any of my writing to strangers before SO... pray to GOD it is not nuclear levels of cringe

gh.., hello... its me... sickle. i manually. i manually. converted the text (which was in a google doc) from html. I CONVERTED. the text from html. it took me an hour-- not too bad, i did start pretty early (it is 4am.) i spent like an hour and a half fucking with the CSS document becuase it wasn't downlaoding... after a lot of googling and clicking around i solve it though. its okay. PST is up. I need a landing page for the journal next. oh-- also text indents will be part of journals for the future. sorry the first few aren't as readable.

thats right bitch,.. im back. just testing some thing out... i want every day to be its own box thank you!!

uh oh.
okay i fixed it. im taking a bow

what the hello. today has been a fine day. utterly fine... uuhhm. wake up 4pm. eat 2 pizza slices for dinner/breakfast? play minecraft with girl friend. check in on a friend for the first time in a few months. you know.
having a fucked up sleep schedule is so funny like its 12am and my day is only halfway thru. its like a perfect inversion of time... living in the gloom and the dark and the fog. i miss being up early, but i work fast food and its FUCKED up because i get soo stressed out and can't sleep until late late. and once ur falling asleep at like 1am at the earliest its kinda over for your sleep schedule, my brain simply isn't compatible with this lifestyle! but anyways.
still torn on whether or not i want to share this site with my real life friends. anonymous or not, i don't like dumping super personal details of my life in public-- i barely even wrote about them when i had a physical and private journal