The Blogtastic Blogfest That Is Getmeoutofthis.net!

I’ve got all these ramblings, and I’m going to use them, dammit! Watch out!

In preparation for Brer getting here, we have combined all beds in this house into one SUPERBED! SUPERBED! It’s pretty nice! The one smaller bed is apparently firmer, which is good for CJ, and since we’re dog-sitting, we had plenty of room for extra dog last night. Lots of room. Hopefully it’ll fit all three of us. Heh, mostly because if it doesn’t, well, we can’t really fit a bed that’s much bigger in there, so, uh… heh…

Today CJ and I went disc golfin’. I only won by a single stroke, though. I am a terrible disc golf teacher type person. In any case, though, it was a really nice time! I got some play coins to unlock shit in Revelaitons, and we threw discs about… it was a nice afternoon. What I really like about it, though, is that it’s a workout, at least a little, but it’s not exhausting, you know? I finish, and I don’t feel like garbage. It’s nice to get fresh air and exercise without feeling like garbage. Wow, me, getting fresh air and exercise. Crazy.

When I went shopping with my mother, I got new and improved bangles. I like bangles. Dunno why. I think it’s because they’re so simple. Anyway, I got some like… serious ones now. The only problem is, unlike the ones I was wearing which I could barely fit on my wrist, these fit me. That means I can put them on and remove them with relative ease. This has turned into a bad thing. I am playing with these damn things all the time, and they make a satisfying clinking noise. I’m sure I must be pissing all sorts of people off with these things. Or maybe I’m just imagining pissing people off. Either way, I’m going to continue wearing them, so there.

Okay, so I have this plan, alright? I’m not going to tell you about it because that is super lame. But I have started to form this scheme plan in my head over the past few days. My mind is always working on it, it seems, fleshing it out. That means I’m interested, you know?
But here’s the thing: this project would be a huge commitment to actually do. Like, a huge commitment. I’d have to be really dedicated to get this done. It would be a lot of work, and I’d have to improve on skills I barely have.
It would be good for me.
But it seems really lame to start this if I’m not going to follow through, and it just kind of FEELS like something I wouldn’t follow through on, you know? So I’m nervous about starting on it.
That’s probably about the dumbest reason not to work on a neat project ever, I suppose.

More later! Bye!