April Fools!

So, I don't know if any of you have noticed, but I've been playing with the little word-thingies over there. -> They now no longer read boring things like "followers", but attempt to ascribe to you, the readers, the awesomeness that you deserve. I've also started adding slightly witty tags along with my posts, and, if you scroll waaaaaaay down to the bottom, you'll find a search bar.

Just in case, you know, you were too lazy to click on the post you wanted to read...

As many of you know, today is April Fool's day. Traditionally, this is a day where people play practical jokes on other people... because they can. I've heard all sorts of stories about how it got started in the first place, but somehow I get the feeling that most of them were started as April Fool's jokes themselves.

Now, all day long I've been straining to come up with a good April Fool's joke to tell here. But no matter how hard I try, I just can't think of a single, even mildly funny prank. That should give you some idea just how exhausting this week has been for me. At the moment, I'm hyped up on sugar and caffeine and absolutely nothing else. Is that healthy? Probably not. But, hey, you're only young once, right?

Well, in keeping with my traditions, I have to recommend some things for you people to watch in whatever spare time you have after reading this blog. My non-biological sister, Lauren, introduced me to Charlieissocoollike today. Basically, he's a British video blogger who's downright hilarious. I mean, he's British - that in and of itself is more than enough to warrant checking it out.

I also realized I haven't written anything about Mia recently. I haven't been keeping you people updated in any way, shape, form, or fashion. In some ways, I feel kinda guilty for that. Not very, though, 'cause (of course) nothing's happened. That's the way my life goes... a lot of nothing followed by an occasional dose of nothing.

Bah, listen to me. I sound like a bitter old man. I should be happy that I'm finally back in the money. Of course, after you spend your whole afternoon mowing the lawn of a... questionable individual who has been out of town for over a year and STILL hasn't paid you for the last time you mowed their lawn a year ago, and you know you're only getting 15$ for it, it's kinda hard.

Oh, did any of you get my April Fools joke? Ha, I fooled you all into thinking I had no idea what to do for April Fools! SUCKERS!!!

... Uh-oh. The Lameness Police are breaking down my door. I gotta run.

James
Failure at April Fool's Jokes, Man of Un-eventful Life, Person Too Asleep to Come Up With a Third Title, etc., etc.

In Which James is Confused

First off, I must apologize for not writing any more on the blog in the past few days. In my defense, I had a very good excuse. My clan was attacked by rabid were-vamps and it took us nearly three days to hunt them all down and burn their bodies. I only barely escaped with my life.

What, who said it had to be a real excuse?

In the realm of reality (which is quite a bit more boring than the fantastic worlds of my mind) I've been in a bit of a slump. Though I finally did manage to get chapter 18 of Samuel Faar done (only two more to go until the rough draft is complete!) I haven't been able to put the same amount of skill and effort into my other writing. The only reason I got Sam Faar done was because I *really* didn't want to pay attention to Latin...

The reason for my slump? Mere confusion. I'm something of a sucker for romance - I think I've said that before. So, when things go badly for me, it affects my whole game. It stinks. I wish I could be one of those people who are all like, "Oh, I don't think it's important right now. I'm waiting 'till college..." It would make my life a lot simpler (though, deep down, I highly suspect that those people are lying). But romance - or the potential for it - gives my life... direction, if you will. Some goal to strive for in real life. I'm very good at accomplishing imaginary goals. I've won all 8424 golden medals in the imaginary Olympics.

Things with Mia seem to go like they always go for me - progress until a certain point, then massive retrogression. As I'm writing this, mostly asleep, after waking up at 5:25 with only 7 hours of sleep, I'm wondering if I still like her at all. But those of you in my inner rings of confidence know that I've said that a dozen or so times. I'm mostly just rambling. Speaking - or typing, whatever - my mind, with little barrier between my thoughts and the keyboard.

In a lot of ways, I really can't wait until college. Freedom. No more wasted time on extraneous subjects. Those are the reasons that I always force to the top of my head, to avoid the obvious shallow reason of "the girls". In all fairness, I *can* dig and make that reason a lot deeper. I want to go out and find Amythyl - which roughly translates to the "girl of dreams" from Elven. (My elven, not Tolken's.) And something inside me tells me I won't find her here...

But, you know, a guy can hope, I suppose. Bleh. I'm too tired to be thinking, and it's probably dangerous to be writing about such sensitive information in a state barely resembling consciousness...

Good night, folks. Kill something evil for me...

James
Follower of Dreams, Confused Child, Person Too Exhausted to Come Up With a Third Title, etc., etc.