Showing posts with label cheese. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cheese. Show all posts

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Guess who is totally blogging instead of writing her novel?

Yes it is this one.

But to inspire me, I wanted to post some of my favorite quotes. They might be for reals or just one of my alternate endings. I have two alternate endings so far.

He hopped back in and promptly died.... "Vrrrrmmm," he said and expired.

He began to braid her (ARE YOU READY FOR THIS I FINALLY KNOW WHAT ONE OF MY CHARACTERS LOOKS LIKE 7000 WORDS IN) silvery blonde hair that came down a little less than halfway down her back. 

On December third, the Moon fell into the ocean. 

She stopped reading for a few seconds and stared at the ceiling. "I want to have a hot wife that gives birth to twin eagles while I be all badass and save the city from aliens."

"Do you want to use knives as chopsticks or stab the food with them?"

The kitchen was being such a stupid. I couldn't convince it to give me any bowls or plates. Not even forks or spoons. It only wanted to give me butter knives.

"I live over in REALLY COOL THREE LETTER COLOR NUMBER Town."

    "Noodles with butter!" Chemile exclaimed.
    "Noodles with cheese!" she countered.
    "Butter."
    "Cheese."
    "Butter."
    "Cheese."
    "Butter."
    "Cheese."

She glanced over her shoulder at the other people and started to giggle. "Why is there a fist-sized hole in the wall?"   

"I wish I could go back in time and just tell everyone to not be so stupid." (THAT IS NOT FORESHADOWING, ANYONE WHO IS READING THIS. THIS IS NOT ABOUT TIME TRAVEL, EVEN THOUGH THAT WOULD BE REALLY COOL.) "I wish scientists would hurry up already and invent time travel." 

"Wake. Up. Tilly!" On her last jump, she landed on his arm and there was a loud snap.


So yeah, those are the highlights of my novel so far. Expect more later.  

Friday, July 30, 2010

Zombies just want HUGS.

Zombie kitteh can has brainz.

When I asked my friends what I should blog about (since I'm totally out of ideas and stuff) one of them said the following:

"Different kinds of cheese.
The role of rainbows in our society.
500 ways to not die.
Zombies just want hugs.
And bacon."

Well, I know about cheese. I mean, I did a three minute oral report on cheese in fourth grade. I think I've got that down. The role of rainbows in our society. I'm not so sure what she meant by that. Does she mean literal rainbows or gay rainbows or something else entirely? The world may never know. Five hundred ways not to die. Well, I'm pretty sure I do a lot of them everyday. I may not list every single on of them, but I'll try my best to advise y'alls on a few. And I know all about zombies and them just wanting hugs. And bacon. Bacon is my specialty. I mean, my friends and I have developed 'sparkly vampire mating calls'. They involve bacon. Whenever there's nothing to say, I always end up saying 'BACON!'.

Alright. Above was just the little preview of what I'm going to be randoming about.

Cheese. Well, last weekend, I was at Nellie's boat and on our way home, we went to a place called Cheese Haven. Apparently it has over 150 different types of cheese. How cool is that? They also had about a BILLION different types of candies. Like, gummies shaped like a MILLION different things. And then all these different flavored Twizzler knock-offs which were totally a billion times better than actual Twizzlers. They also displayed more than a hundred different types of hot sauce. The names made me giggle, though I can't remember them now.

Rainbows. I think they're pretty sexy. They're all.... rainbow-y. I mean, there's little green men at the end with monies. How could you not love that?

Five hundred ways not to die. Well.... My only answer is to LIVE.

Zombies. I'm afraid I'll never survive the zombie apocalypse. I'm probably too much of a wimp to kill zombies. I'm not really self-sufficient. And I'm so easily freaked out I'll probably kill myself before the zombies can get to me.

Bacon. I don't know what to say about it since I want to go to bed. And also because I don't see the point of writing about something that totally speaks for itself.

I PROMISE I'll write a longer post tomorrow. I would tonight, but all my brain is telling me is to go to bed. So night.