Musings of an Overactive Imagination |
Lover of the written word. Hopelessly addicted to coffee, prone to nerd rages. All my heroes have overdosed, I live on a mood swing tree. I laugh, love and live. Sarcasm is my middle name. |
Finished Joyland in two days. I liked that it wasn’t normal Stephen King, and I still liked how he managed to flip the world upside down. I wasn’t expecting the killer to be who he was, and for the first time in a long time, King actually wrote an ending that didn’t suck. I look forward to his next novel. :)
I still need to pick up Adam Christopher’s Age of Atomic, which will be done sometime next week, Im sure.
Meanwhile, I am now a level 15 Gnome Rogue with pink hair in WoW. My nerdrage knows no bounds.
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Devin Jones~ Joyland by Stephen King
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Devlin Jones~ Joyland by Stephen King
I am so fucking angry. Like Hulk angry doesnt even cover how pissed off I am. However, my spell check just called me out on my spelling of Hulk. So there is that.
Fuck you Dad, Fuck you Cancer. Just fuck off. Seriously. Seven margaritas in, and Im still crying. Fuck me.
You know. on one hand, fuck you dad. Fuck you for leaving me. On the other. fuck cancer. Either way…I dont have a dad anymore.
So…Let It Be.
Fuck you
Having a fan girl moment over here. I emailed Sam Kean, told him I considered him to be one of my favorite non fiction writers, and asked him if he had a new book in the works.
He mailed me back, stating he does indeed have a new book he’s working on, and it’s on the history of neuroscience. I am squeeing so hard over here! Its like he knows me personally or something. His two other books rocked my socks off, this next book will blow my mind, Im sure.
In other news, Waterjabbers has me playing WoW now. Im a level three Gnome Rogue, named MizzStabbers. :D He bribed me with Lewis Black tickets, how can I say no to that?!?
Fathers Day is tomorrow. This is going to be interesting, because, well, my dad died little under a month ago. Its still a little strange, I called him the other day, and it pissed me off that he didn’t answer. It was a stupid question I had, but still. He always answered my stupid questions.
Waterjabbers asked if I wanted to re-acquaint myself with my biological father. I politely declined. Ugh.
Fuck Fathers Day.
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