The Downlow

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austin, texas, United States
aspiring writer, English and journalism student, hails from Texas. likes include writing, coffee, books, whisky and people.
Showing posts with label bitches and hoes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bitches and hoes. Show all posts

Monday, August 9, 2010

suddenly I can't stay in this room,

Yesterday, I got legit angry at someone for the first time in a long time. Like, fuming. It was actually a reallyyy nice release of energy, you know? I feel like I've filled my angry quota and I'm pretty much gonna stay happy for a while now,

Last night, I had my laptop with me, but not my flash drive. Which was frustrating, because the reason I brought my laptop with me in the first place was so that I could sit down and force myself to work on the two projects I got so into at the beginning of the summer, odd couple and 3. The goings on of the past couple of days made me realize I've been neglecting my babies a little too much this summer. Any who, I was def annoyed when I realized that I was at least missing the most recent copies, but then I remembered that every so often I back up my flash-drive on my hard drive, so if my flash drive gets eaten by an elephant or some other horrible disaster occurs, I won't be completely SOL. So I started going through the hard drive on my laptop to see what I could find. Odd Couple was wayy too recent to be on there, which didn't surprise me, but I found 3, which was only missing about a fourth of the file. While I was on there, I went through a bunch of older files, because I couldn't remember what most of them were, and a lot of times I can get easy inspiration from older things I've written that I've forgotten about. So I'm reading through these older files, and I'm seeing the common threads that I always do, and the characters with different names who are basically all the same, and then it hits me. I figured everything out. I'm changing 3 around completely. The characters are getting makeovers, the main character is getting renamed, and I figured out the plot line. It was really exciting and I thought you all should hear about it :)

By the way, I just wanna say that this bitch ordered a pizza from me last night, and telling y'all the story would involve a lot of cici's speak so I won't subject you to that, but just putting this out there, rudeness is unnecessary. I honestly don't understand it. It takes more energy to be rude, you feel better when you're nice, and frankly, when you're rude too often you start running out of original bitchy comebacks so you have to start reusing them and then you just sound like an idiot. BE NICE. Collect good karma. Being a pleasant person really isn't that difficult. That's all.


Love from the very deepest cavern of my heart,
Loch :)

Thursday, February 11, 2010

classy is a privilege, not a birthright.


I'm @ work right now. I work at a swim shop, but hey, I don't swim! I know you're all wondering, and the answer is yes, my job is indeed classy, glamorous, and out of your leagues. Hahh, oh wait, just kidding.
Today was snowy, but not a snow day. After second period there was a school wide snow fight, during which I drastically improved my day and ruined my shirt. When I got to orchestra, the sub told us we weren't allowed to leave, after which we promptly exited the building to go construct a snow man in the image of our director while tackling each other in the snowy fields. I can honestly say that today was one of the most productive days that I have had all semester, and something deep down tells me they're going to start going back downhill from here.
I don't get mad about things very often. I'm actually usually a very happen person, I yell a lot and I like hugs. This week, though, I've gotten pissed off more than usual, and I wasn't PMSing or anything. Maybe it's because it was deadline week, but I think up until now I've been overlooking some things about people that temperamental me just noticed, and I'm starting to become bothered. Treat people how you would like to be treated. Do people really not remember the golden rule?
Also, please keep it classy with your hoes. Specific incidents will not be mentioned here for very specific reasons, but I will say this- I've been fortunate enough to come upon some really good friends. I'm only close to a couple of people, but they are the only thing that's kept me from going a lot crazier than I already have. Sometimes I forget how unpleasant people can be because I don't have to deal with that a lot, until someone new comes into the picture and reminds me, and then I move them back out of my picture. I don't like putting up with people or watching my friends put up with people, and if I don't absolutely have to then I won't. I definitely have ninety nine problem and a bitch should not be one.
We have off school tomorrow, and Monday is a teacher work day, so I have a four day weekend this week. I plan on writing/cleaningish/doing birthday things for Zay the entire time. There will be quite a bit more written this weekend, I will inform you of the progress as soon as I know what it is. I would like to think that things are moving along quite nicely :)
Oh, I deleted my twitter, because I was ashamed of it. And my tumblr, because it's lame. The URL list from my last post is outdated. I do, however, continue to have and use my formspring, and I also continue to have a facebook, which I am continuing to not post the web address for :)
I hope everyone is having a really good day. Despite my bitch rant, I've been having a really awesome day today. Something about having it snow for literally the entire day in Texas makes everything seem a little less real. It's supposed to snow like eight inches but I think had already snowed that much like six hours ago. Maybe that's because I've never seen it really snow like this? My school district is pretty notorious for not shutting down ever so I'm really excited about tomorrow!
I'm sure this weekend will be wildly productive and full of facebook tags. I hope yours is the same. Happy weather! :) and sorry for all the emoticons.
Love,
Loch
BTW Those flannel pants were on my work's register computer. They are also what I wish I were wearing. Enjoy?