I just got from a little break. I don't think I will be taking another for quite some time. I have been writing and actually making a little bit of money at it. I have been spending all of my extra money buying parts for a computer that I hope to build tomorrow. It's going to be pretty kick ass and I will finally get a chance to play Crysis 3 and Bioshock Infinite. I have both games already, one on Origin and the other on Steam, but I can't play them on my laptop. I received both of them for free with the Never Settle Reloaded bundle when I bought my 7970 Ghz Edition GPU. I am glad to be back.

Prior to November I had been feeling really shitty about my writing. Writing shit for money and hating what you do is not good when it's the only thing in the world that makes you happy. I joined the site because I was hoping to meat some new people that might actually be interested in what I do. I found the writer's group and learned about NaNoWriMo and met some people that I really find to be great and interesting people. Ty to those in the writer's group for giving me the courage and inspiration to start feeling good about what I do. Special thanks to DrOcculari and Kurosune.

Spent the day trying to get my novel in order that I can beginning writing on the first for NaNoWriMo. This will be my first time in this contest but I am pretty confident. I have been writing for a living for the last three years. This can't be as bad as starting you're own business and then watching it fall apart. I've been there and done that, twice.

One a side note, I really hate people. I hate how no one has any respect for anyone else. I hate how people have forgotten about how to be hospitable. I hate how people think that freedom of speech is an excuse to say anything they want. Hears the news, if you call my mom a whore while she shops in Walmart I am going to knock out your front teeth in front of your's, one fucking punch at a time.

I got back from Idaho and took my time settling back in. Now I just need everyone to leave me the fuck alone. A friend of my mom's is dieing and I don't really care. I know that makes me sound like a careless prick, but he brought it on himself with decades of alcohol and drug abuse. I wish he wasn't dieing, but he is and I don't really feel the need to mourn someone I don't know. Now, back to the writing.

I spent most of the day writing. I didn't get a whole lot done but I feel pretty damn good about it. I guess people want to visit me, but I don't want the distractions they will bring with them. I can't wait until tomorrow, I am leaving for Idaho for the weekend. Plan on getting drunk, shooting some guns and sleeping under the stars.

Just here to chill out and meat some people that might be interested in some of the same stuff as me and aren't too close minded.