I live like a hermit in my own head.

First, I just have to say that school is owning my life. Every time I feel like I can take a breath, the air gets sucked out of me again. It's just one thing after another after another. It's exhausting, always fighting to breathe. Oh well, I really shouldn't complain too much because I'm actually enjoying it. My classes get better and better. How cheesy is that? Well, except for Spanish. Ughhhh.

So about a week ago I had a serious talk with my fiance. I told him that his raging was really beginning to worry me, and it's seriously not healthy. No one should ever get so angry when they're playing a game. I still don't get how you can take a video game so seriously - but whatever. Since then, things have been pretty quiet around here. No yelling. No slamming the mouse down. I'm pretty proud. I'm sure this will only last another week or so, but I'm pretty sure that's an additional week added on to his life span. Because I'm pretty sure that if he continues to rage, his life will be cut in half. His blood pressure must be out of control.

Anyway, I just finished a short story for my Fiction Workshop class, and I'm super excited about it. I think it was a lot better than the one I originally intended to submit. I think I developed this one a lot more with descriptions and back story. I think my professor will be glad that I incorporated a lot of different tactics he's discussed this semester. I think next I want to attempt to write a piece with dual perspectives, but I'm not sure how that will fly. I guess we'll see.

Oh my gosh, so can I just say that Monday Night Football was so embarrassing. Let me just preface this with the fact that I HATE FOOTBALL. Honestly there is nothing appealing to me (Okay, lie, those tight pants are pretty appealing). I think I've stated before that my whole family is a group of insane football-aholics. Everyone is a Miami fan (my dad prefers the Cowboys - America's Team - but my mom has sucked him into the Dolphins vortex). So when Miami got to play on like a major national event like Monday Night Football, time stopped at my house. And then, they got completely crushed, but they showed a lot of promise in the beginning. Of course, as were watching the game, my lovely fiance was raging. He and his friends also found numerous ways to tie the game into StarCraft. I can't even go there, it's beyond embarrassing.

Aside from all of this, life has been rather tame lately. There hasn't been any big StarCraft news, and I still haven't gotten that LCD TV over here. I wonder if I'll ever get to enjoy any perks from gaming. I'm going to go ahead and guess no. I wonder what my dear fiance would do if we had only daughters. HAHAHAHAHA! Man, that would be such sweat justice!

Hello Old Friend!

Gosh! I miss you, blog. Seriously. It's been way, way, way too long. I might be crazy, but isn't Blog kind of a cute name for a kid? I'm sure my fiance would say NOOOOOO, but honestly, I'm starting to question his taste in names. I mean, he likes the name Jade, and Jade just sounds like such a dirty stripper name to me. I like fun names like Stella, Regan, Paisley, Harper, and Avery. Oh well, since he's a name Nazi, I save all of my totally awesome names for my characters in my stories. My main characters right now are Annabelle, Stella, Regan, and Avery. HAHA! I'm saving Harper for a really kick ass character. She hasn't come to me yet, but I'll know it when she does, and I have no doubts that she will be AWESOME!

So this week has been insanely exciting! It's new show week! All of my favorites are coming back and new shows are just starting! I love, love, love this time of year! It makes me so happy. It's fall! The weather is getting cooler (yeah right, this is Florida but a girl can dream) and people are starting to get in the holiday spirit! I work in retail (DUH!), so the holidays start for me in September, which I know by normal person standards is just plain crazy. But at work we start to hear some holiday music here and there. The ornaments are coming in, and we're starting to get Christmas outfits! I already can't wait for Thanksgiving. Okay, truth be told, before Thanksgiving is even over, I'm ready for the next one! I just love the holidays. I love seeing my family, and everyone is seriously just nicer.

So, I'm trying to find some new books to read. After the Sookie Stackhouse series, I'm kind of struggling. I'm on book two of the Aurora Teagarden series, but I'm not too sure how much I'm really enjoying it. I was thinking about picking up the Dexter Morgan series, but I don't want it to ruin the show (which by the way I love and can't wait for it to come back on TV!). So I'm kind of just stuck in a bind. I'm just not really sure where to go from here. I'm sure I'll figure it out though.

So fiance is sitting on his computer playing StarCraft 2 - SHOCKER! He's not screaming or flipping out, so perhaps we're making progress....baby steps. He just bought the new Halo, which I'm kind of surprised about. He was all, "The new Halo is so stupid, I'm not gonna buy it." blahblahblah. And now look at him! He's been going to his house a lot lately to play it. I'm wondering when his XBOX is going to make it's way over here. If it does, I hope he brings his fancy LCD TV. I mean, I still have the old TV which weighs like 70 pounds, easily. I'll definitely keep you posted on the whereabouts of a certain gaming system.

I'm not sure what to get my fiance this year for Christmas though. I know I have a lot of time, but I kind of like to pre-plan and get some kind of idea. I'm sure I'll figure something out, and I'm pretty sure it will have NOTHING to do with any computer or any gaming system. That reminds me, he's been complaining that his computer has been acting up lately. I wonder if he's going to try to find a way to get a new one. I said something about getting a new one, and he was all, "oh no" blah blah, but I think he's just trying to get his foot in the door. I'll keep you posted on THAT too.

It's also football season, which in my house means, yell at your television until you can't speak anymore season! My mother is a DIE HARD Miami fan. She passed those genes down to my siblings. My dad is a DIE HARD Cowboys fan (which is America's/God's team, of course). Sadly, my dad didn't really pass those genes down to any of his kids, except for maybe me. But I hate football so much. I only pretend to like it so my Sundays and Mondays aren't totally unbearable. I have this theory that if you pretend something long enough, it just becomes real. For instance, all day today I pretended like I LOVE my job, and it didn't turn out to be a very bad day. I'm thinking of adopting this philosophy for good. I'll keep you posted on that as well.

Well, I think it's off to bed and to enjoy some new TV shows in the relative peace and quiet (he's still not yelling!).

Dear Blog, How I have missed you...NOT!

So, usually, if I'm not blogging, that means my fiance is being a good boy and not gaming too much. Sadly, this is not the case as of recently. True, I haven't been blogging, false, my fiance has not been gaming. I just haven't had much opportunity to complain because I've been crazy, crazy busy with work and school. I'm seriously wondering why I ever wanted to grow up. I don't want to be a real person anymore, and I'd like to have recess and nap time back. Speaking of naps, I used to nap ALL THE TIME, and I never even have TIME to nap anymore. Speaking of time, isn't it an interesting concept. God, I think my writing workshops and Shakespeare studies are getting to me. When did I become so poetic?

I'm a big fan of constructive criticism. In fact, I thrive on it. I always, always try to take it into consideration. When my teachers give me tips on how to do dialogue, I'm probably the only person in my class that actually uses it. So, when someone points out that I don't use paragraphs, I'm going to fix it. Because, honestly, who wants to read a big long block of crap? Certainly not me, and certainly not others. Perhaps this is why I only have two followers? Maybe now that I use paragraphs I'll have more followers. I suppose only time will tell.

Speaking of school, as busy and crazy as it's been, I'm actually loving it. I'm doing my work EARLY. Which is basically unheard of when it comes to me. I do everything, and I mean everything, at the very last minute. Not anymore, I'm such a new person this semester that I don't even know myself anymore! I'm even enjoying my Spanish class, and honestly, who really enjoys Spanish class? I'm taking fiction writing workshop - which is like phenomenal, screenwriting workshop - which is plain awesome (I mean I study screenplays for Juno and Inception how is that not awesome?!), Shakespeare Studies - which is probably the worst of all my classes (obviously not that bad, though), and Spanish - which is surprising me more everyday! Next semester should be absolute torture though because I'm going to have to take six classes. I guess I should just be enjoying it while I can.

I feel like I can't talk about StarCraft 2 anymore. I hate it so insanely much that it's just not right. I used to get some kind of laugh out of it, but right now, I'm just jealous of it. I'm convinced that it's encrypted with porn. I mean, it has to be, what other thing captivates male attention for hours at a time? That's right nothing - only boobs. I think it's encrypted so that it only shows itself when seen through male eyes which is obviously in their DNA. It all goes back to science somehow, and because I hate science, there is no way I can fully describe the theory brewing in my mind.

So instead of talking about StarCraft...I would just like to say THANK YOU to the Oxygen channel for playing Pretty Woman all night. When my fiance can't be any company to me, Julia and Richard have fully fulfilled his role.

Just as a side note though, MLG is having another tournament in Washington DC, and luckily, fiance is NOT signing up for it!!! WOO HOO! Hopefully he doesn't get an invite either because I can't go. However, I'm not entirely sure I would even want to go. The only silver lining is Day 9. Oh and also to protect fiance from all of the dirty nasty groupies. By the way, I thoroughly miss Day 9. What a nice voice he has...HAHAHA. (That's for real...not sarcasm...but who knew I'd actually mean it!?)

Home Sweet Home!

We are finally, finally home from Raleigh. It was a fun trip...okay, maybe not fun, but definitely interesting. The trip was a success for me! I read a total of three books from Thursday to Sunday! I completed the Sookie Stackhouse series (go read it ASAP, if you haven't already)! On a side note - I just have to confess my love for Eric. Okay, I feel better now. I also got my book, Mockingjay, which is the last book in The Hunger Games series (again go read it, like yesterday)! I'm super duper excited to read it now that I have some closure with Sookie! So anyways, back to what this all is about - Starcraft Tournament. I got to meet Day 9, and I'm pretty sure I squealed like some tween with Bieber Fever! He was super, super awesome! He was funny and kind of embarrassed about himself. He was better than I could have imagined. And I just have to tell you that this whole thing must be a total mind-screw for these guys. It's insanity. I know that the majority of the population doesn't follow gaming and has little interest in the pro gaming world. However, there is A LOT of money that goes into it. And I have to wonder what it's like to be like Day 9. He's a normal guy going to grad school, but on the weekends he goes to these tournaments and casts. It's like he's a celebrity. People (myself included) line up for his autograph and a picture with him! All of these SatrCraft groupies (seriously - there really are video gaming groupies) make goo-goo eyes at him! I'm pretty shocked at the whole thing. I can't imagine what it would be like to be George Clooney on the weekend, and the during the week, being a John Doe nobody. It has to be completely strange. There's also some pretty crazy bullying that goes on at these tournaments, and I don't mean between players. There's all of these vendors that show up to these events that like support the cause. There was Dr. Pepper, Stride, Dorritos, and Hot Pockets (go figure). These people hire these moderately cute, semi trashy girls to go up to all of these geeks and fake flirt with them to get them to sign up for stuff! It's totally sad to see. Because these poor guys probably have never been approached by a girl before, so they're basically getting a boner at that alone. And then these girls want something from them, and they're so blinded by a REAL LIFE GIRL talking to them that before they know it they're probably signing their lives away. Seriously - this is no joke. I also blogged earlier in the hopes of there being some epic tantrums, and I'm sad to say, guys that play PC games are just too classy for that. There is absolutely no tantrums in StarCraft. No one even slammed their mouse down hard after they lost...I'm like COME ON. Give me some action. However, Halo did not fail to bring the drama. We sat in the main stage (LOL at there being a "main satge" in gaming like it's fight night) and there was this team that had such terrible manners. They yelled and screamed at each other the enter time. They were the worst sports in the history of bad sports.

This is the main stage...



Me blogging in Starbucks...



Me and (gasp) DAY 9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Bobby (Fiance's friend), DAY 9, and Austin (Fiance)



DAY 9's totally awesome autograph!!!!

Just met Day 9! I'm blushing and in love! Pictures to come later!

PS - The tantrums tonight should be EPIC! I hope someone throws a mouse!

Drum roll pleeeeease!!!!

First I have to apologize about my previous posts! Apparently texting in updates is not successful! So I'm currently sitting in the Starbucks in the lobby writing on my iPhone! This is actually a lot harder than one would expect!!! Anyway, I know you're all dying for and update on all things Starcraft! We are officially signed in, but we had to exit the building until 1:30pm when practicestarts! Seriously?! What on earth could they possibly be worried about?! I suppose fighting could be an issue. Poor Zerg players hate Terran and Protoss, and Terran are basically roided out assholes that oppress the lower beings! Gosh, if that doesn't give me bonus points with my fiancé, I'm not sure what will! So anyway back to what I inteded to say...this lobby looks like a bunch of kids on an overnight high school field trip! No kidding! Like I can feel the hormones raging, it's super awkward. There's like such an odd mix of people here. It ranges from jacked guys with tattoos and stars dyed into their hair to white kids that think they're not to guys that are SERIOUSLY wearing their pajama pants out in public. If he doesn't win due to sheer comfort, the game is rigged. Another thing, there's a bunch of moderatly cute to trashy looking girls that are actually SPONSORED by Dr. Pepper! There are so many things wrong with this! Honesty, whydoes Dr. Pepper even care?! And how did this even happen?! I can only imagine what that pitch sounded like. They're probably World of Warcraft players! I promise I'll update later as well as fix my previous postings AND post pictures. PS I'm on the hunt for Day 9 and u can't wait to meet him! I hope I don't get too star struck!!!!