Holidays are hard for scheduling

As you can tell I've been doing really well at keeping this schedule together.

I'm gonna blame on the holidays but that's not really the reason.

The reason is because I'm lazy.

But I feel better blaming something I have no control over.
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Trust me, tomorrow's blog is gonna be a doozy.

Workday Wednesday - Intro scene

I've been working on translating a story of mine into script format.

I have it titled "Gemini Falls" and that has been the title since before I ever heard about the show Gravity Falls. Actually, I only just thought of that correlation as I was writing this intro. Trust me, my story has nothing to do with that show.

It was a seed from an entirely different show.

I started this as a sort of Marble Hornets homage, but it has gone through a lot of tweaks and edits. However, this intro scene still has that sort of vibe.

So here is the opening scene. Please feel free to leave any constructive criticism in the comments.

Thanks.

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Fade In:

Found Footage Opening

Static gives way to dark foreboding trees dotted only with the light of a small flashlight. Occasionally the flashlight comes into view in the bottom corner. The camera person is obviously scared but continues into the woods.

Shelby [V.O.]

I can’t believe I’m trompsing through the woods armed only with a $15 camera and a flashlight. At least I sprang for the expensive one. No battery issues for this girl. I got one of those emergency shake-em-up torches reserved for the doom preparers.

She continues further into the woods. There is normal woods ambiance. Hooting owls, cicadas, etc.

Shelby [v.o.]

Of course I’m kicking myself for going alone. Then again, I have no friends and my only family thinks I’m crazy. Absolutely certifiable. She actually did commit me once.

She turns the camera onto herself. She looks absolutely haggard. Like she hadn’t slept in weeks. Her green striped hair stood out in random places under her black slouchy hat.

Shelby

But I will show them. I will show them all. [beat] I’m not crazy.

A twig snaps loudly behind her. She whips the camera around and tries to find the source of the sound.

Shelby [v.o.]

What was that?

Her light bounces around on the trees. The trees in this area grow source close together that you’d think it was just one giant tree.

Shelby [v.o.]

Shelby, pull yourself together. It was probably just some random animal. You have a reason that you are in the woods tonight and you’re gonna see it through. You are gonna find this … thing.

She walks through some trees and finds herself in a perfectly circular clearing. She rotates around showing just how strange looking it is.

Shelby [v.o]

We’re here. The last time I saw him he was here in this clearing. And now I’m here… alone… talking to myself in the middle of the woods with only a camera as my friend. Maybe I am crazy?

Thing [v.o.]

I don’t think you’re crazy.

She stopped moving. Her hand shake at the sound of his voice.

Thing [v.o.]

(close and evil)

I’ve been waiting for you, Shelby.

She brings the camera up slowly to point it behind her. Right behind her shoulder is a giant blacker than black silhouette. It is vaguely humanoid in shape but has no discernible features.

Thing [v.o]

(cocking his head to one side)

Now… why did you go and do that?

She drops the camera and it falls, but manages to capture the following action. In one swift movement it wraps its “arms” around her and pulls her backwards into the darkness.

Fade to:

Title Screen

This is where the title goes.

Trans to:

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Monday Review - Fallout 4

I was going to start my grand re-entrance into movie reviews with the most recent movie I watched.

But that was Star Wars: The Force Awakens.

And since my reviews tend to be a bit heavy on the spoiler side of things, I am forbidden to review it for a couple of months.

At least until the statute of limitations is lifted.

So instead I’m gonna review Fallout 4.

I finally finished my first play-through of the game, which says a lot as it is the first Fallout game I’ve been able to finish. And there’s still a lot of things for my character to do in the Commonwealth, but I’ve completed the main storyline.

Here’s a brief rundown of the expedition of Tara.

• After watching my husband get shot and my son taken, I am freed to wander the vast barren landscape of Massachusetts.
• I find a dog.
• I help find a synth detective who helps me find out information on who took my son.
• I travel into the mindscape of said kidnapper and then kill him.
• I saved the DJ from a bar fight and thus help him become a more manly man.
• I become the Silver Shroud… and get some poor ghoul killed. (But I reloaded like 8 times trying to not get him killed. It was very sad.)
• I then go on a brief killing spree out of anger.
• When I come back to my senses I find out that my son is at the Institute.
• I go there and find out that my son is actually 60 and in charge.
• I vow to help him because he is my son and I love him and I don’t really care about anyone else in the commonwealth.
• In doing so, I kill a lot of people that I have met along the way.
• Son dies and I become the new director of the Institute.

And that’s it.

From what I’ve read about the game, I got the bad ending. The Institute is bad and should be destroyed. But they were doing so much for the betterment of the world and technology I just had to agree with them. Cause I’m all for science!

Overall, I had a pretty good time playing the game. I got rather good at sniping. And extremely good at become over­-encumbered and not being able to run.

Fallout… the game that teaches hording.

I’ve already started a new play-through. The one is my “dicking around” character. His name is Jim and for a good number of days he was dressed in a green dress and matching hardhat. He only carries a 10mm and a shotgun – named Yvaine and Zeus respectively.

I highly recommend this game.

New format!

After much deliberation I have decided that I need to spend more time on this pet project of mine. So I have painstakingly mapped out the followed schedule for myself.

Monday - new(ish) movie review
Tuesday - new video on YouTube
Wednesday - in depth discussion of story I'm working on
Thursday - new video on YouTube
Friday - personal journey discussion
Saturday - new video on YouTube
Sunday - off... because sometimes you just need a day off.

I need to make this blog my own so I've segmented it into the three areas of my life. Personal, work, and hobby. In this case "work" is the book I'm working on. Because someday I'll actually publish something and then silly update posts like this will be a thing of the past because I'll be too busy travelling and signing books.

Hey... a girl can dream...

Monday's movie review may alter to include book reviews, tv reviews, and general anything I like reviews.

Friday's personal days are important. Because doing something for yourself is necessary.

So... yeah... new schedule incoming.

Just in time for the new year.

I don't think I could've planned that any better.

:)

this is my blog, right?

My YouTube persona.

If I cared about this blog as much as I do my YouTube channel...

well...

I would post more often.

Let's see... I have a Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday schedule for my gameplay videos, so let's do a Monday, Wednesday, Friday schedule for blog posts. Sounds reasonable.

Except I don't know what to talk about.

What do I want my blog to be about? What do I want to despense to my loyal readers?

I guess I need to figure that out first.

It's NaNoWriMo

So I'm gonna post some bits of the various things I'm working on. Enjoy.

This is from what I'm tentatively calling The Fool. It's a mystery/thriller type thing.

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The crisp morning air burned her lungs, but it was a good burn. The kind of burn that made you feels glad to be alive. The kind of burn that told you exactly what time of year it was. The kind of burn that lets you know exactly what the weather had in store for you the rest of the day. It was a beautiful mid-October morning and there was a hint of rain in store for the evening; not much, just a sprinkle. Davina breathed in deeply as she jogged along the sidewalks. Considering everything that had happened within the past year, she was very lucky to feel alive. The subtle creak of the prosthetic leg – attached mid-thigh – also reminded her exactly how lucky she was indeed.

She bounced down the sidewalk, humming along to the song on her player. She had always had the habit of jogging an hour each morning, but she had finally been able to regain her top distance of five miles. She glanced at her watch/heart monitor – half way done and beating in range. She finished the block and arched around. She was a full block further than yesterday, an estimated distance of 2.7 miles. It was a completely new record for her since the incident, and she picked up her step on the way back.

A breeze fluttered through the trees, rustling any loose leaves to the ground. One landed in her ponytail, a bright red maple leaf in near perfect condition. She reached up to put it out, but instead left it there. She would get it later, if it didn’t fall out by itself first. If you didn’t know better, it looked like she purposely placed the leaf in the bind that held her hair. She continued along bouncing down the way, and her long, dark ponytail bounced conversely to her steps.

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And this little nugget is from a weird alt-history/sci-fi number I've been working on for a long time. No title.

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“Good-bye, Alice.”

The farewell didn’t register at first. She was too preoccupied with her own plans. It was the feeling of his hand slipping out of hers that made it click. She spun around and saw him scribble something on the frame.

“No!” She slammed her hands against the glass, the glass she was once able to phase through at will. She pounded and cursed the man the put her there. She pounded until she couldn't and rested her head against the pane.

"Nikola, please..." she sobbed but he could not hear her.

He looked at her with remorse and placed a hand on the glass. He mouthed just two words before leaving her forever.

"I'm sorry."

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And this final piece is from a completely different story that has a bit of romance but is mainly just a character piece. Funny story, this started as a bit from an In Plain Sight fanfic. 

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Annie woke with a start. The bedroom was completely dark, save for the soft blue glow of her alarm clock. She stared at the ceiling waiting for her eyes to adjust to the dark. She didn’t want to look at the clock. Somehow she had fallen asleep but was rudely awakened by some strange noise. If she lay there long enough she was probably fall back asleep, but she just had to know what the noise was.

She sat up and looked at the clock – 1am – it had better be Eli. She climbed out of bed and adjusted her camisole. Apparently she was quite the rowdy sleeper and even though she was alone in the house, she needed to look presentable.

“Eli?” she peered her head into the darkness of the hall. A wind rustled through the blinds in the distant living room but no other sounds came forth. She tip-toed down the hall. The whole scene racked her senses. The dark caused her eyes to water and her ears perked at every slight noise.

She stumbled over a shoe and landed loudly into the wall. This was enough to knock the fear out and she laughed at herself.

“Good, Annie,” she scolded herself, “laugh it up. Just turn the damn light on and get it over with.”

She felt around for the light switch and lit up the hall. However, as soon as the light came on she met a Louisville slugger to the face. It sent her spinning to the floor.

“You should have stayed in bed,” the batter sneered.

Several blows landed on her back and sides. She tried to crawl away, but her assailants kept beating her down. One pulled her over and grabbed her throat.

“You’ll leave a great message. We were just gonna trash the place,” it was a man, but Annie couldn’t see him through the white fireworks in him mind.

“Wrong place, wrong time, right, boss?” this voice was female with a slight Boston accent.

The man let up his grip and turned to his partner.

“How many times do I have to tell you? Don’t call me boss!”

The lights dimmed and the only thought that went through Annie’s head was get to the phone! She tried to pull herself toward the coffee table. It was a foot away, but it seemed like a mile. The two intruders were too busy arguing to see her reach for it.

Reach! Come on girl. You got it! Now unlock it and call him!

She had the phone in her right hand and brought it close to her face to see it. Her left eye had started to swell and her hands were covered in blood. Somehow she managed to open it and get to her favorites. He was first on the list.

The woman saw her first, “Boss, the phone.”

“Why you little bitch!” the man kicked her in the face and the phone went sliding under the couch. She just hoped it connected as she braced for the worse. It came in abundance. She felt her right arm snap before she finally blacked out. As the darkness overcame her, she thought she could her Eli’s voice calling her name.

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Now I must get back to writing. 

Happy NaNo everybody!!!

Selfies... why do we hate those that love themselves?

I've been thinking a lot about selfie culture.

Let's step back a second. What is a selfie?
A selfie is a picture that you take yourself. Most commonly taken by tweens of the female variety.

There seems to be a lot of hate for the selfie. Why?

For ages upon ages people have been trying to make a mark... to make themselves immortal, so to speak. Artists have done self-portraits. Writers are always inserting themselves into their writing. Singers write songs about their own experiences.

So why do we hate it when young girls take pictures of themselves?

Why shouldn't they want to make a mark?

So I'm joining the selfie revolution. I've turned my twitter into a Selfie a Day archive. I wasn't really using it for anything else.

Here's my first one...

Go follow me on twitter. @EnigmaHarper

And here is the full picture.

I am so tired.

So... yeah... selfies!

Desert Bus

I suppose now is a good time to tell you that I am one of the many crafters for this year's Desert Bus Craft-A-Long!!

YAY!!!

I made a set of corset coozies that will either be auctioned as one set or be separated into mutliple other packages. I told them they had free range and my projects are easy to fit in with other prize lots.

The busing starts November 14th at 10am PST and goes until they stop raising money. Last year they raised $643,242.58

Check it out at desertbus.org.

Tiny elephant!

So I have this elephant pattern that I shared earlier.

Well... this is the tiny version of it. It needs some work getting the proportions right, but it think he's super cute.

He sits about 3 inches tall.

Something profound and HoneyHoney

For the past three days I've worn my contacts, made myself look pretty with makeup, and generally dressed up.

Why?

I honestly don't know. I just felt like being pretty. And you know what? It's made me feel better. I've generally felt better about myself in the past three days than most of the three months.

I guess "fake it til you make it" kinda works.

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In other news, I've been on a HoneyHoney kick for the past three days as well.

Maybe this whole looking pretty/feeling better is their fault... hmm...

Anyways, they had a new album come out and it's amazing. The first single is You and I and I just cannot get enough of it. It's so good. Here... I'll share the video.

I don't know what it is, but I just love it.

It also inspired my latest writing project, but that's a different story. 

CPAP

Tonight is my first night with my new CPAP machine. I was suppose to get it awhile ago but with my taking care of my aunt 3 hours away, I just couldn't stop in to make the appointment.

Now I don't know how many of you know what a CPAP is, so here's a brief knowledge break. Some people have this problem where they stop breathing when they are sleeping. This is sleep apnea and it happens more often if you are overweight. Basically when you are sleeping your jaw weighs down on your windpipe and blocks the air flow.  The CPAP fixes the problem by keeping a regulated flow of pressurized air going. This keeps the windpipe open.

Or at least this is how the lady explained it to me and it all makes sense in my head.

To know if you have apnea you do a sleep study. There the cover you with diodes and monitor your sleeping. I was informed from this study that I stopped breathing 56 times an hour.

Not the highest number I've heard, but still pretty bad.

Now they tried a CPAP on me during the study and in my half sleeping state I opted for the nose only mask. The other one was just too much for me to handle.

They look like the picture above. (Or wherever the mobile app decides to out it.)

In essence I've become an elephant, which has always been a life long dream of mine.

The thing with the nose only mask is that you have to keep your mouth closed. Otherwise the stream of air will go out your mouth. It sounds and feels really weird.

So now I'm gonna try to sleep tonight and not think about how I have this hose attached to my nose that is keeping my airway open so I don't stop breathing while I sleep.

Humans are complicated.

New habits.

(WARNING!! This post will contact harsh language.)

I have this issue. I'm really bad at creating new habits.

"Now, Harper," you been to ask, "why would you need to learn a new habit? You are already perfect."

Well, thank you, random blog viewer. But, I am far from perfect. For example, and the reason I am writing this particular post, I am really bad about brushing my teeth.

Gross, right?

Yeah, I know. Super gross. But I just never seem to remember to do it as part of my morning ritual. I guess I just don't care. And in my 30+ years, no one else has seemed to care either. Except for my dentist. He cares.

So I tried writing a To Do list on my mirror with a dry erase marker.

It looks like this...

Not actual bathroom.

So just a simple list. But apparently it's not good enough. Cause I still don't do any of that on a regular basis.

Well... PJ time is the exception. PJ time is best time.

So I changed my message to this...

Still not actual bathroom.

And so far it's working.

In as much as I wrote it two days ago and I have brushed my teeth both mornings.

It hurts like a bitch, but I'm pushing through.

Harper's Packyderms

One of the other things I do is make memory elephants. They have the same concept of memory bears, but you know, with elephants.

Because an elephant never forgets.

This one is made from one of my grandpa's flannels and is for my grandma.

She saw one I made for my aunt after her surgery and was super jealous. Grandmas... am I right?

If you are interested, let me know and we can discuss options.

i'm super bad at this whole blogging thing

I don't understand why I can't just set out an hour of my day to type up a post.

That doesn't seem too hard, right?

Well... it kinda is.

But I'll get better.

I do do other things...

But right now I realized that I haven't posted about my last episode of my let's play of Gold Rush! and my latest episode just came out!

That's two episodes I failed to post!

That just will not do.

So please watch and enjoy.

I just finished the play-through, so I need your help to decide which game I play next.

You choices are...
1) Still Life
2) The Charnel House Trilogy
3) Any of the King's Quest games
4) The Talos Principle

Now I have a choice in my head, but I will play whichever gets the most votes.

Laters,
Harper

Point and Fail and MORE!!

I can't believe how much fun I'm having trying to play this old game.

Trying being the operative word.

In this latest episode I encounter a memory fail.

How!?

This game is almost as old as I am! How do I not have enough RAM to run a 30 year old game on my BRAND NEW COMPUTER!?

But I did figure out what was going on and was able to to some more episodes.

Watch episode 3 here!

In other news, I am still working on my coozies. So that's fun.

I took Mom to the Chippewa Valley Log Jam on Sunday and it was awesome! They still have one more weekend, so go check them out.

I think that's about it.

Laters!
Harper

Jurassic World, or Harper reminiscences about her 10 year old self

I was 10 years old when Jurassic Park came out in the theaters. I was the most excited 10 year old girl you would have ever met if you met me going into the theater that day.

You see I had done my research. I had read the book first. And that book blew my 10 year old mind!

My favorite part was that each chapter heading had a fractal that kept getting more and more complex as the book went along.

So 10 year old Harper went with her whole family to see "the dinosaur movie."

I'm pretty sure I had nightmares that night, but it was worth it to see that awesome T-Rex at the end with the banner fluttering to the ground.

At that moment I wanted to become a paleontologist. I wanted to go to U of U and study in the desert and become a famous scientist and whatnot.

I think there must be an alternate universe me somewhere that actually did go to Utah and was in Salt Lake City during the 2002 Olympics and met Josh Groban just as he was getting big and married him and had two beautiful children, Nathaniel and Superfly. (Points if you get that reference.)

But alas, this universe Harper forgot that dream sometime around The Lost World coming out, me reading it, and me getting super pissed at the author for retconning Dr. Malcolm just so there could be a sequel to the movie.

I bet you are wondering about the picture of the shirt. I own this shirt. I wore it tonight when I saw Jurassic World,  22 years to the day of the opening of the first movie. It's a sweet shirt design! Props to the designer.

Anywho, I bet you want to know my opinion of the movie. I rather enjoyed it. There was a lot of "oh my god, guys. Did any of you watch the first movie? It is in your collective universe. You know what happened. What the hell do you think you are doing?" There was also a lot of "Chris Pratt take your shirt off" be he never did. I will admit that there were some super tense moments that I quite liked. And some silly "look! 3D is a thing that people seem to like" moments that just break the magic when you watch a 2D version.

But at the end I felt like I was 10 years old all over again. I genuinely cared about the dinosaurs on the screen and I could not wait to hear that T-Rex yell of victory.

And it was glorious!

Harper

Random update post!

I feel like I haven't talked with you guys in awhile. How are things?

I've been busy doing things that I want to do and not things that should be done in the house. Basically I'm saying that my house is a mess and I'm not contributing to cleaning it up. I am a horrible person in this way, but I'm working on important things.

I've got my let's play channel going. I have several episodes already done and scheduled to go up in the future, so there's that.

In fact, here is the newest episode.

Also, I've been working on lots and lots of corset coozies. For sale exclusively at Toad House... until I decide if I want to put some on my Etsy store or not.

Also also... I've been looking into Southern New Hampshire University for furthering my education. I'll let you know what I decide on that front.

I think that's it for updates.

Laters,
Harper

Point and Fail

(A big thanks to my sister for the great name.)

I just started something I've really wanted to do with my YouTube channel.

That's right! I made a "Let's Play" type video.

Here it is...

So I didn't want to be like everyone else and play normal games. Oh no, I wanted to dig into the world of point and click adventure games.

I love these games! I grew up with these games! These are, in my opinion, the best games!

And now you can watch me play them and fail gloriously.

Let me know what you think.

Laters,
Harper

Ooo... so fancy...

I made this corset coozie for the Desert Bus Craft-a-long. I'm super excited as how it turned out.

I am allowed 2-6 coozies for the Craft-a-long so I may have to make a match to this... or not... I'm still deciding.

Don't worry..  I will post the complete set I'm sending before I send it.

Also, you can purchase your very own corset coozie at Toad House in Ladysmith. Stop on by!

Laters,
Harper

New art!

So I made a new painting today.

I tried splatter paint, but failed, so I just spotted the canvas with a brush.

I really like it.

32

Saturday was my birthday. 

I turned 32.

I don't feel any different. 

Last coozie post... probably...

I just wanted to share one last set of pictures.
This one is mine.

The pattern on the orange I did by hand with a Tulip fabric marker. It's the best thing in the world!

Anyway... I've got a great amount of sewing and grommetting to do.

Laters,
Harper

Eyelets found!

So a very nice regular at the coffee shop where I work told me that she had a while bunch of tiny eyelets that she wasn't using. She said that if she could remember that she would bring them in for me.

She remembered.

I don't have my ribbon with me so I just used a spare bit of leather cord from the art closet.

This size is so much better.

MOAR COOZIES!!

So I've been working on my new project and they are coming along rather nicely.

Here is my progress...

All pictures are patterns I got from urbanthreads.com. They are normally for embroidery, but since I don't do that, I just traced them. I may have to invest in a light box to get designs on darker fabrics, but all in due time.

I do love that coffee goddess, but I have to say my favorite is the bunny. He's just so ridiculously cute.

Also, I think I'm gonna keep black thread on all. I used white on the bunny and it just doesn't pop as much as the others. Though I might try red on a future one. I have a lot of fabric to go through.

Now I just need to figure out where to purchase tiny grommets.

Laters,
Harper

New project

Okay... so I know I start a lot of projects with no intent on finishing, but this one has promise.

Corset Coffee Coozies!

Now this is just the prototype, but it really doesn't need much changed. Longer ribbon. If I can find them, smaller gromets. Maybe I could figure out how to put a bit of quilt batting in it, but that's all.

The best part is that they are reversible!

My week... (May 3 - May 9)

Am I actually gonna use this blog like I said I was gonna use this blog?

I guess I am.

This past week has been a rough one, and I'm not entirely sure why. It started off fine and was super awesome in the middle, but once Thursday came around I was just super blue.

Guess it's time to stop "forgetting" to take my meds.

So this will get really personal from time to time. I'm okay with sharing, but if you don't want to get that personal with me I would stop reading.

:)

Mondays have been my "take grandma to her appointment" days and let me tell you just how much fun that is. I call her (or she calls me) around 9am to make sure that we are both up. I remind her that her appointment is at 3pm. She tells me she's just going to get ready. Then around noon I get ready and head over to her house and usually find her sitting in her pajamas worrying about some little thing. Usually it's the cats, but this past Monday it was that she was feeling tired. I feed the cats, make a shopping list, and other things. I didn't think we were gonna make her 3pm appointment this week, but somehow we did. She had a list of errands that I had to do while she was in her appointment, so I didn't have to be bored for the hour it take. That was nice. Then we go home and that's it.

Tuesday I mowed the lawn at Grandma's and got a slight sunburn. Then I took our new dog, Rusty, to the vet. For being a free dog, he is turning out to be quite expensive. Heavy matting, hook worm, dirty ears, no RFID chip, Lyme's... just to name a few. But he's the happiest dog I've ever seen.

Wednesday I took my Aunt Peg to RiffTrax: The Room. It was great.

Thursday started great. I had time in the morning to get all my shit in order. I scheduled my month and started working on a budget. Money is something that I've always had a fleeting relationship with. (Please click the ad on the side... I would very much appreciate it.) But since I'm getting everything else in order, I might as well learn to save money.

Then I drove home. There is just something about my house that drains everything out of me. It's hard to explain. I would love to clean the damn place up, but every time I enter the door all motivation drains and I just want to lay on the couch.

Friday started good... I learned how to fill cream puffs and freeze soup at work. That may not sound like anything much, but it is. Then sometime around 2pm I just didn't want to be anymore.

I occasionally get like this. I have talked to people about it. I'm not suicidal, I want to stress that, I just have really low moments and there's nothing I can do about it. So I just veg for a bit and wait for it to pass.

So when Mom got home last night to me just laying on the couch... that was why.

But today was better. I got up early, for no reason, and just went to work. Seriously... I was an hour early. So I took my time getting everything ready for the day. It was nice.

So that was my week. I didn't do much in the way of working on my diet, but I had other things on my mind. I will say that I did hit my ActiveLink base line 6 of 7 days and hit my goal 3 of 7 days, though I was really close 2 other days. And I logged my food this morning. Then again I did have McDonald's breakfast and that's the worst thing in terms of points I could chose to eat. Just something I need to work on.

Laters,
Harper.

I made this!

I've been working with media media collage and stencils.

In other words... I've been arting!!

Here are my latest masterpieces.

I also have a triptych that I'm wishy-washy about showing to people. And I don't have pictures, so I guess I'm not showing them right now either.

Oops...

Anyway, I really like this style. I have two more pieces in my head right now. Putting them on canvas is gonna be the hard part.

Laters,

Harper

You know what I mean?

You know when you are watching a movie and the movie is trying it's hardest to foreshadow something that it's painfully obvious?

The ones where you suddenly care for a character because everything in the movie is telling you that this character will die at the end of it so you better be prepared.

The ones that make this character the most important character in the movie even though he or she may not be all that important.

The ones where you sit through it chewing your thumb because you care about this character and you absolutely will walk out of the theater if you hurt one tiny hair on his or her head.

And then in the end it was all a ruse and some other character dies instead and you feel absolutely nothing for that character.

I kinda hate those movies.

Accidental cosplay

Today I realized something as I was walking to my car from Walmart...

This was my outfit today.

All I need is a raccoon mask and a giant bag with a dollar sign and I'd be the burglar from The Sims.

Oops...

Hello...? Is anyone here...?

Hmm... it seems like this thing still exists.

Well, then... I might as well put it to some use.

I am beginning a journey. A journey that I would like you all to accompany me on.
My journey will officially start tomorrow, but I felt as though I should get the place all tidied up.

But what, you may ask, will I be doing.
Well... I'll be doing a number of things. There may be the occasional movie review post still, but I will also be using this blog as a way to keep myself on track with my goals. I have found that I need some place to log my activities, my weight loss struggles, and really anything else on my mind. So I will use this page as that.

Now that I'm this far into this dribble I should mention that I had a tooth pulled today, so if any of this doesn't make sense it's because my head to whooshy right now.

Anyway, tomorrow will be the beginning of a brand new adventure. I'm glad to share that adventure with all of you.

[insert creative tagline here]
Harper