atomic_fungus (atomic_fungus) wrote,
atomic_fungus
atomic_fungus

#6305: DURR DUH DUH DUH DERRP DURR DUHHH

DUHH DERR DERP DUHHH

Duhh, I'm a Democrat Senator, duhh, I don't know what laws illegal aliens are breaking when they ENTER THE FREAKING COUNTRY ILLEGALLY, duhh, durr, duhhhhhhh.

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The Center for Science in the Public Interest is a gigantic mass of shitheads struggling for relevance, desperately trying to keep the lipid hypothesis afloat.

STFU and GTFO, assholes.

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Really tired today.

See--yesterday I dragged AV kicking and screaming to the brink of war while I was at work; so after I got home I sat down here and started writing more. Stuff went on in the background but I was a writing demon last night.

I often compare such occasions to the scene in Amadeus where Mozart is writing music as the lush romantic sound crashes around him, and when his wife interrupts him it stops abruptly, because that's exactly what it's like. Only instead of classical music it's spaceships.

Anyway, Mrs. Fungus went to bed early and I resumed writing; and after a while I saw that it was 12:20 and thought, I should probably go to bed soon, myself.

[space battle sounds]

Me: Eh? Holy crap, it's 1:38 AM! I definitely need to go to bed now!

I went to bed with a smile on my face, though, because when you get into one of those zones it's pure 100% fun.

To add insult to injury, I was only able to add a little more to the story while at work today because I was feeling so tired. So I'm right at a point where two ships are about to whale the tar out of each other, and I can't start writing that scene because I'm too tired to write it correctly. And I know that if I do start, it'll be hours before I finish.

I'm making a huge mess of things, too--in a good way--which is one reason I got going so well last night. Once I start these two ships firing at each other I think it's probably going to be a good fifty pages before the shooting stops. I've got battles taking place in two star systems simultaneously, and there will be the seeds of a couple others sprouting before this segment of the story is finished. Crisis #2 will be resolved before this is all over, but then Crisis #3 will begin, and when that one's completed we're pretty much looking at the world as it is in $Release_Candidate_One, but about 95 years earlier.

And a few days ago, I generated the eight-second blurb for the story: "A man who can see the future engineers the downfall of civilization in order to save the human race from extinction."

Might change the last word to "enslavement" or might not. We'll see.

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Anyway, tomorrow is Wednesday, but it promises to be extremely hectic, so I'm not going to get much "me" time in. We might get to have a nap in the afternoon if we're lucky.

Could be worse, though. With the dining room carpeted, we've come to the end of everything but the bathroom renovations. That's drywall and some paint; shouldn't be too bad. Here's hoping.
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