Making My Way In Life

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

Last night, I had an interesting dream. I was leader of the Dark Brotherhood in Skyrim, and there was a new recruit that was extremely odd. After he competed his initiation ritual, he and I went to complete a contract. We ended up at a real live party (this being the part where it stops looking like a video game, and more like real life). At this party, he managed to convince a bunch of the parents to go back inside the house, where he locked them all inside.

The kids didn't notice until was dark, the gates were locked and there was nowhere for them to go. I tried my hardest to remind him that the kids were not our target, someone else was. But he wouldn't listen, and since I was trying to stop him, I must have been against him, therefore I was now a target. I managed to stall him long enough until the police got there.I managed to sneak back to the Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary in Dawnstar.

Then I woke up to Amanda watching Troll Hunters, ignoring it for now, because I was super tired, I fell back asleep. The next tone I woke up, it was on the choose episode screen (which is how I know it Troll Hunters), so I used the blu-ray remote to turn off the TV.

Then I fell asleep for a few minutes, but not deep enough to block out the dogs whining and barking, so I got up, cleaned up all the dog poo that was on the floor that I saw, then got on my phone and looked up NYADA, because my curiosity got the better of me, and I wanted tip know if it was a real school (it's not, but that didn't stop me from what I did next), then I looked up colleges in Texas with music programs and I actually found a couple that interested me.

After awhile, I decided I needed to update my journal, so I did. About halfway through writing Sunday (I was just about to start on the YW class) when Toes (our girl puppy) threw up on me. I immediately got into the shower, and in my haste, forgot to grab towels (but they were just in my room, which I had to go through to get to the bathroom, so it want that big of a deal). I got in and immediately started washing everywhere (she threw up on my back where I can't really reach, so since I couldn't scrub my skin raw there, I made up for it by making the water as hot as it will go and just standing there).

When I was done, I got out and got dressed. I then finished my update, and then started this one. I will finish updating this later, and not forget or get lazy, hopefully. Also, the sing in the media section has been stuck in my head for awhile, so I figured if I shared it, it might leave. I
It kind of worked, the first line is no longer the only part stuck in my head 😁. (<---12:19 pm)

(5:15 pm--->)I cleaned the media room today, well we all did. I also did dishes. Then I got on my phone and downloaded three apps and bought one (with the money I win from google play, I mean I kind of win it, I just get emails saying "claim your $2.00 from google play" so that is the money I use to buy crap). I then played the game I bought and almost finished the first section, almost finished the second section, and probably would've finished the third, if I didn't let PJ try a level. As of right now (5:18) she still has it and is playing on it.

Once PJ said she was going to keep playing I just shrugged my shoulders and went to watch Amanda play Skyrim. She told me she didn't have enough money for a ride to Ivarstead, and I told her that the carriages at the main holds don't go to small towns, only the ones you hire if you build your own house. I told her that it would only take her 6,500 gold to do it, not mentioning that you have to become a thane of the lesser holds (Winterhold, Dawnstar, Falkreath, Morthal), and then she said to me, and I quote, "I only have 24,000."

Only, she said only. You know what I'd do with only 24,000? I'd buy Honeyside (the house in Riften) and completely furnish it, and still have enough to purchase a plot of land and hire a carriage. Anyway, I gave her an "Are you kidding me?" look, and took her remote so I could check how much gold she has. When I did, I saw it was 2,448, not 24,000. I then gave back her remote, and went to tell PJ what Amanda said. I came back and on my way, grabbed the computer, computer charging cord, wireless mouse, and mouse pad. I then brought it into the family room, plugged it in and wrote this bit. While writing this, my dad came out and asked me what was for dinner and I responded with "yeah" because I was paying him no attention. I had just noticed a spelling error and was fixing it.

I am now eating some ice (I know, "bad habit", "gonna ruin your teeth", I've heard it all, but I keep doing it, because like most addictions, it's hard to stop; I've found that it helps with my cramps, another reason I keep doing it) and the second half of my dinner, some ramen with hot sauce and lemon juice (the first half being a cheesy pulled pork roll-up mmmmm). I made my dad a pulled pork quesadilla, technically two. After that I made my food, and it was delicious. Also, I'm talking to the friend who didn't answer me for "eleven days, 14 hours, four minutes. . ." The grand total of time he didn't answer was 17 days, 20 hours, and 55 minutes (this took me ten minutes to figure out all because of one very important phrase "I don't math" plain and simple and I'm adding 35 minutes, because he hasn't responded to my last text yet. But like I've said before: I'm weird, either deal with it or bye-bye XD. I still love y'all).

Well, that's my day. I will update tomorrow (hopefully) and inform you of my daily life like usual. One last thing before I go, because I love all my awesome nerds who read this (it is edited for what I would do, if you don't know the song, and if you do, then same reason):

"I got my ticket for the long way round, two bottle of Fanta for way, and I sure would like some sweet company, and I'm leaving tomorrow, what do you say?

"When I'm gone, when I'm go-o-o-o-o-one, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone. You're gonna miss me by my walk-o, you're gonna miss me by my talk-o, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone.

"I got my ticket for the long way round, the one with the prettiest of views. It's got mountains, it's got rivers, it's got sight's to give you shivers, but it sure would be prettier with you.

"When I'm gone, when I'm go-o-o-o-o-one. You're gonna miss me when I'm gone. You're gonna miss me by my walk-o, you're gonna miss me by my talk-o, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone.

"When I'm gone, when I'm go-o-o-o-o-one. You're gonna miss me when I'm gone. You're gonna miss me by my hair, you're gonna miss me everywhere, oh you're sure gonna miss me when I'm gone."

That is for any true Pitch Perfect fans out there, and are as excited as I am for Pitch Perfect 3 this Saturday (I'm pretty sure I won't be able to go that day). Merry Pitchmas everyone (if you haven't seen Pitch Perfect, then (a.) sad day for you, and (b.) Merry Christmas to you. Anyway, goodnight, morning, afternoon, or evening to whoever reads this, whenever they read it.

-Azure