officially bored, no idea why I'm writing this

As the title states, I am bored and I have no idea why I'm even writing this.

But who cares. It's my blog, I can do what I want. Like posting links to the roleplays I'm in for no good reason.

I think I keep posting them because I like to show off what I've been doing. It's the same with my art, and I do consider roleplaying art to some extent. Goes under the writing category. It is technically writing. Well, forum based roleplaying is. And I guess instant chat based roleplaying maybe too? In-game roleplaying isn't really... that's just goofing around playing a game.

I started writing this post to say what I just ate. How'd I get talking about roleplaying? Look at me still talking when there's Science to do wandering horribly off (the intended) topic.

But you know what? I don't care! As I previously stated, this is my blog on a site with almost no community and I have no followers and I can do whatever I want!

I'm serious, Blogger is, like, dead. Squished under Tumblr and all those sites.

I think.

I don't know.

That's what it looks like to me.

And I rather like it that way. I have no followers, so I don't have to worry about anyone getting offended by what I post or the random post spam I sometimes post when I feel like posting a whole bunch of short posts. And if anyone DOES decide to follow me in the future, I guess they'll just have to learn to deal with my random crap I word vomit all over this blog.

This blog consists of 90% word vomit. It's nice to have some place to just put it all in words. And here I don't have to worry about annoying anyone (like I would if I word vomited out loud :/ ) and I can still have the knowledge that people will read this and perhaps care about whatever I'm doing.

Although no one comments and that slightly confuses me. I have the anonymous commenting turned on for all you people without a Blogger account! XD

Anyway, I just had a small bag of popcorn, an Oh Henry bar, and I'm still drinking an orange pop.

She is TERRIFIED

All GLaDOS wants is a blood sample... or so she says.


Poor Liz.

I'm so glad I'm not you.

Even if you're half based on me.

Oh God

How does one calm down a ticked supercomputer that goes by the name of GLaDOS!?

Liz decided to get mad at her for punishing her cat for spazzing out and scratching her face because of catnip SHE PROVIDED and then GLaDOS put her in stasis (the cat's with ATLAS and P-Body) and now she's standing in an operating room with android limbs everywhere, begging forgiveness.

LIZ, WHERE DID YOU GO SO WRONG!?

Augh

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Do I really have to remind myself that the people I RP with have a life?

Apparently I do, because I've found myself growing increasingly impatient as I wait for people to reply to the roleplays I'm in.

I swear, everyone goes mute right after I post.

I've managed to get myself computer time from 6 to 9 (PM duh), and I'm rather happy about that. It means I can finally roleplay consistently, as everyone I roleplay with gets on around 5 or 6. My computer time used to be 1 to 3, and the only person I was able to roleplay with while they were online was Cheesence on the Minecraft forum roleplays I'm in.

My life on the computer is half roleplaying. I love it. :3


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