1/22/2014
Wow. It's hard to believe that's when I joined this site. That date is coming. Six years. Wow. No matter how many times I say it, or type it, it's something. That much time has passed. While I may not be as active on this site as I use to, I still come around and pm people here and there, and I look around on the site. Often I was looking for a group rp that would grab my attention and ignite those sparks again. I miss writing. I miss the connection with people from this site. So, the other night, I struck up a conversation with someone from this site. He actually agreed to help me with something, a small project to help me get back into writing. I've tried writing with another a partner, and I didn't want to disappoint this person by bailing on them. Really an ironic thing to say since I approached this other person. lol. Still, I wanted to give it a try. So I asked him if he would be willing to work with me on this so I could get back into writing. He agreed. We fleshed out a plot, and low and behold a rp is going on now in PM on this site. I find myself excited again, waiting for his replies. Then again, I've always been this way with this partner. I actually found myself going through the rp request section looking for another partner. That hasn't happened in so long. I haven't messaged anyone though. I kind of don't want to get ahead of myself and overload myself again, and I want to wait and see how this one goes. In two weeks I could become a ghost again here, and I don't want to do that to a lot of people. Besides, some of my older, long going rps still interest me. I haven't gotten the nerve yet to message my old partners to see if they want to pick up anything. Rejections stink. I'm not ready to jump in line for that. Honestly I can think of some of would love to try and pick up again. We'll see.
In other news, clearly I've decided to make more time for writing. I needed to. Personally I think people should make time for themselves. It doesn't make you selfish at all. It makes you human. I got so caught up in Netflix. lol. With anything, I need to learn to do that in moderation and budget my time better. If writing really means something to me, then I have to make the time. So here I am. Romantic endeavors have gotten complicated. No surprise there. He took a job where he works third and I work second. Do the math. When he's awake, I'm at work, and when he's at work, I'm sleeping, or at least I should be. Time together has become tricky. We still text. Sadly some of those times we text have turned into arguments, but that's healthy and normal. Work is still work. New people have come to the department, and I find myself getting along with them, but one of them will not shut up. lol. Poor skinny dude just talks all day long. In an interesting event, the latest department supervisor is someone I have worked with before. That's not what makes it interesting though. She has a daughter. Her daughter knows my guy. Yeah. Starting to figure it out yet? No? Here. Let me connect the rest of the dots. Before he and I got together, guess who he was messing around with? Now he says they didn't have sex, and I tend to believe him. He says she wasn't ready for that kind of relationship, that she wanted a friend, a comfort person more than anything. Okay. So now I'm working with the mother of the girl who you use to want. Great. She actually came up there one day. Her mother wasn't my boss yet. She walked past the desk I work at. Twice. She took a selfie in the store and sent it to my guy. The message attached was, "guess where I'm at?" Yeah. She did that on purpose. She wanted him to know she was at my job. So it's no surprise I'm not crazy about her. I get along with her mom just fine though. Her mom thinks the world of me, her words. *waves hand to dismiss the whole conversation*
Anyway the winter months are here. Cooler temps. I love it. We get what I call southern snow here. Rain. Today the rain is clearing out. It's rained for the past two days on and off again. So I expect to be busy at work, at least for the first part of the day. People come out, get what they need, and then they seem to disappear. That's how it goes most Saturdays. I'm not lucky enough to have a Monday-Friday job. No. I work weekends too when needed, and on that note, I have to be getting ready for work. So have a good day BMR.