Archive for July 2010
Birthdays and Other Things
Posted by: WD on: July 25, 2010
- In: Adam Lambert | ANGST | DOOM | Personal | Ranting | Writing
- 15 Comments
My birthday is looming. Thursday, I will be twenty-two. It’s kind of hard for me to believe it. I still haven’t processed that I’m over eighteen yet, much less that I’m old enough to drink or gamble or any of those other Things You Can Do When You’re Twenty-One that I don’t really know about. [...]
A-DAMN Lambert in Nashvegas
Posted by: WD on: July 9, 2010
I can’t believe I just called Nashville “Nashvegas,” holy crap… So, now that I am no longer braindead from going for over 24 hours without sleep, then standing and walking around in high-heeled boots (not as bad as the ones I wore to my friend’s birthday party and, before that, around campus–never doubt my insanity [...]
Brains are Ridiculous
Posted by: WD on: July 5, 2010
- In: Adam Lambert | DOOM | Personal | Writing
- 2 Comments
Back in May, I think, the awesome writing forum I’m a member of started a consistency challenge. The participants set a goal, and each day, they are supposed to meet it. Daily writing is a Good Thing, according to many Smart People. Supposedly, it’s good for practice, keeps creative juices floating, and all of that [...]
Opinions are Like…Well…
Posted by: WD on: July 3, 2010
- In: ANGST | Personal | Ranting | Welcome to the Rainbow
- 7 Comments
Please excuse the long-winded, profanity-laden rambling. I need to vent. If this stuff doesn’t make sense or makes you angry, well…sorry? This is a somewhat uncensored version of me you’re getting here, ladies and gentlemen. …I can’t believe I’m actually posting this…
July Already? Really?
Posted by: WD on: July 1, 2010
- In: Adam Lambert | Personal | Writing
- 4 Comments
Another month gone, and I barely noticed it happening. It’s July already? Really? Last month, I was mostly productive. I wrote, I played Solitaire, I wrote some more, and I played Solitaire some more. I angsted, as usual. I received an Adam Lambert ticket in the mail from my dear friend Bea, and my overprotective, [...]
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