Saturday, December 15, 2012

Oh, another Note...

Was reading more blogs, listening to video "audio files" and watching a few ACTUAL videos that went along with the blog posts...

:/ It makes me very sad.

You people don't know how bad your voice acting is.

Learn how to read, without sounding like you're reading. Learn how to act, without looking like you're trying way too hard.

It's more "believable" that way, and would greatly improve the quality of the story.

Side note: finished reading this blog and this blog. Audio is terrible. I could do a better job, and I'm just a 22 year old single mother.

Though, at least I have acting experience. Does that give me an edge? SHOULD I START MY OWN "SPOOKY STORY" BLOG?!?! OH EM GEE PEEPZ!

Ugh, no, that's a lot more effort than I'm willing to put out. I have an 11 month old to take care of, I don't have time to dick around with making videos and audio and photoshop and distortion effects and costume/set design... Plus, I'd need a car, and a video camera, and friends...

Yeah, moving 3 hours away will make you lose friends in a shitty economy with high gas prices.

Plus side, safety. Down side, social pariah. WHOO! FUN!

Sarcasm again!

Ah well. When I think about it, it boils down to one question: what's more important, my social life or my son's life?

Obvious question is obvious, no?

It's well past my bed time. I had to put Danny in thermal underwear, under his jammies, because our room apparently lacks good heating. And I can't sleep with the door open. I've  managed to live without the fan being on (I've had it on low), but it still gets suuuuuuper cold. And he kicks off all his blankets in the middle of the night! So he's got two layers on, plus fuzzy socks and his brown fuzzy slippers. :3 And his helmet. Positional plagiocephaly. Google it, I'm not bothering explaining that shit right now, though I will say this: I was working 16 hours a day, 7 days a week, for 6 months. I can rightfully say the lady his father chose to babysit him for me was THE WORST decision that pathetic excuse for a man had ever made for our son. Well, okay, it's the second worst. First worst is leaving us to be with a whore who'd been cheating on him, and who still doesn't love him.

But we all know "pregnant ladies aren't pretty."
The fuckass.

Dammit, I was going to go to bed... Oh, you people keep me talking and talking and talking and talking... Well, technically, typing and typing and typing and typing... :P

GOOD NIGHT! Before my pinkie locks up on the Shift key (capslock is for pussies, yo).

2 comments:

  1. Well, with regards to Topography Genera, I have to work with what I'm given. It's one of the downsides to making an amateur series of any medium-- it's gonna be amateur!

    And to answer your question that you posted on the blog in question, the reason there hasn't been much activity in several months is because I've put it on a sort of hiatus while I focus on OH GOD THE RAPTURE IS BURNING, which is nearly over. Kinda.

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  2. <3 Oh, thank you for actually getting back to me! I do greatly appreciate it! I haven't gotten to OGTRIB yet, because Tumblr does not like iPods. It's on my list of blogs to read, hopefully right after brighter than a spoon. I think I may be half-way through that one? I dunno, I'm at the part where Liza and Aladdin used Agnes and Tav as bait, and SM used Tav as His "mouth piece," and Cold Boy got a little whiny about the ordeal, then Tav and SM disappeared... I stopped reading to post my excitement to see you! :D lol

    Again, I'm glad you took the time to actually respond to me. ^_^ Thank you very much!

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