Screaming Nightmares are ALWAYS Fun!

So I’ve recently discovered the joy of podcasts.  I know, I know, I’m a bit behind the times.  Hey, I’ve been pretty busy over the past decade, working three jobs, being homeless, that sort of thing, so I think I should be allowed to slide on this one.

I’ve also recently discovered Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal, or SMBC.  It’s kind of like Farside, but on crack.  Case in point, this particular comic which I actually have saved on my phone because it’s that damn funny.

What do the two things have to do with screaming nightmares and each other?

Click on that second link, and read that comic.  Go ahead, I’ll wait.

 

 

 

 

Back?

Good.

Now we can move onto the current podcasts I’ve been listening to: Scott Sigler’s “Contagious”, the second book in what appears to be at least a trilogy in progress.  It was phenomenal, to say the least.  I enjoyed ever. Single. Second of it.  Really.

I don’t want to give away the ending, but I will tell you that in my dream, I was sympathizing with the bad guys, and then I couldn’t wake up because every time I thought I woke up, I was actually in a dream.  It was terrifying!  STUPID BLUE TRIANGLES!  ITCHIES!

And then I finally woke up, shaking, covered in sweat, and screaming.

It. Was. AWESOME!

Go!  GO DOWNLOAD OR BUY SCOTT SIGLER’S BOOKS!

DO IT NOW!!!!

OH! It’s a writing prompt! LIKE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL FOR BLOGGERS!

WordPress asked:

Do you feel obligated to finish all books you start reading?

Yes.  It’s like a compulsion.  I do believe I’ve written about this in a prior post.  There’s a book I started when I was about 12 with a title something akin to “Midnight Sun” that was just AWESOME, but I haven’t finished and it’s driving me insane!  I have been able to give up on a book that is just so horrifically written I can’t stand it.  One such book, which I will not mention lest I go off on a completely separate rant about it (this will not be a review post, Uriah, this will NOT be a review post!) actually is the first in a humongous series!

“But, Uriah,” you say, “just how bad could it have been?”

A CHARACTER TOOK A DIARY ON A SPYING MISSION!  No, not a journal of her targets activities.  An honest to god, “Dear Diary, Darien is SOOOOO hot!” DIARY!  WTFOMGKILLMENOWPLZRSLY?!

Then there was some fantasy that I read the first 2 books of and thought was really well thought out, but poorly written, and decided to get the second set of 2 books and wound up falling asleep every.  Time. I. Read. It.

It would be like if I wrote an entire novel about paint drying.  The first few sentences might be entertaining.  The entire first chapter, or maybe even first couple chapters, could be interesting if they were handled by a fabulous writer who could make you feel as if you were truly there, watching as the paint ever so slowly lost it’s glossy, wet look and faded into the dull off-white-eggshell tone in much the same way life stripped away our youth, or some other such drivel.  But once you get past that, it’s all just staring into space…for 800+ pages!  For ONE book!  There’s also a second book…

But I’m sure that, at some point in time, I’ll pick it up again and start reading it, just so it’s finished…

I HAVE TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS!

Fixing my credit: Step 1

So I really want a new car.  Not a new to me car.  A shiny beautiful new car that won’t be driven by anyone else.  I want to take the packing off of it myself.  However, with my credit, the closest I’ll get is the, “Holy shit how am I gonna pay my rent?  Guess I’ll sell my car FAST!” kind of car.  That’s not good enough.

I want an RX-8.  And I want it in blue.  With twin white racing stripes running from stem to stern.  I want leather seats, with every bell and whistle imaginable.  And I don’t want to pay out the nose in interest.

So, I’m gonna have to work my ass off (second job = acquired), pay off some old debts (updated credit report = August 8), and make sure I don’t get myself into too much trouble between now and when I drive off that lot.

There’s other things I need to do, and things I’ll probably do instead of getting that RX-8, like buying a motorcycle (fuel efficiency + fun = OUTSTANDING), getting my teeth fixed (I’ll be in that dentist chair on Wednesday), joining a gym to get in shape (apparently Buddha is not the god women are most attracted to), and saving up money for retirement/school/whatever.

I have my emergency money already saved up (3 months of living expenses which, for me, wouldn’t include the high amount of travel I do for work everyday so it’s probably closer to 9 months in that account) plus some extra for either retirement or fun or bills or whatever may come.

I applied for several different cards (the kind that try to screw you over with high interest) in the hopes of acquiring something that I can use to show stability.  I really don’t want a secured card because, I’m sorry, I don’t want to have to pay interest to spend my own money, not to mention having to make payments, as well.  Granted, I understand the concept of it, but still, that’s a year of having my own money sitting in an account and I’m not getting interest on it.  As much as I want to build my credit, that doesn’t sit well with me enough to actually do something like that.  I’d rather just live cash only at that point, like I’m doing now, finish paying off the debt that I have (making sure to have it taken off the reports when I do), and then start over in a year or two, maybe with a personal loan from my company’s credit union, or my credit union, or whatever…

And as much as I enjoy listening to Dave Ramsey, I was raised by baby boomers, so I demand instant gratification, none of this “waiting until I can buy it outright” crap.  I’m too stereotypically American for that…which is what got me into this mess in the first place.

Well, that and being screwed by an insurance company….but that’s another post entirely.

Now to wait and see what tomorrow brings.