It's 2012. The year that could possibly be expected to awe, astound, horrify, and destroy. Or perhaps just prove a whole bunch of loonies to be utterly incorrect. Personally I expect December 21st to come and pass with no more than a load of hype, but I'm still quite interested to see how it goes. You never know, really. According to a poll I took on my FanFiction profile, "our world will suddenly become a musical, and we will become unable to refrain from bursting into random song." Though I expect people just chose the option that amused them the most, so that's probably inaccurate.
It's three o'clock in the morning. A time that is generally reserved for sleep. Alas, TVTropes.Org has a tendency to distract those who might otherwise have gone to bed at midnight, i.e. it's not really my fault. I was sucked into a devious plot to deprive America of its snooze-time. I've always been of the mind that sleep is kind of useless anyway, but only in the sense that I spend a third of my life sleeping and wish I could do something else with it. Staying up all night and then trying to function in the morning has proven to me that sleep is most certainly not useless as far as continued mental and physical functioning goes.
It's snowing like crazy, and the weather just can't seem to make up its mind. Negative [single digit, for lack of a perfect and precise memory] at the end of last week, followed by forty degrees on Sunday, followed by sudden snow today. Very sudden, as shown by this paraphrased example of my actions: [Arrives at mother's apartment building and gets out of car, ground is clear, air is above freezing, no snow is falling. Goes into building and up the stairs to mother's apartment, has short conversation with some people who are entirely irrelevant to this story and so shall not be named or described. Looks out window approximately five minutes after arriving at apartment building to the sight of a veritable blizzard and at least an inch of snow on the street.] And apparently tomorrow evening the temperature is supposed to be back down below zero. Weather in Vermont, I tell you.
It's really sad how many people enjoy just bashing on the things that they don't enjoy. I was reading through the Avatar: The Last Airbender TV Tropes page, and it led me to YouTube and FanFiction, and I found many things that reinforced my preexisting assumption that there are very few people in that fandom (and most others, I believe) who know how to be neutral. I'm not neutral about my 'ship preferences, but at least I don't go around hating on people who don't agree with me. Honestly, sometimes it's so bad that I find myself wanting to argue with someone who has the same opinions as me just because they're being so unpleasant about it. Bizarre, really. (That's my word of the month. I can't seem to stop saying it. It's a good word, and I also enjoy it's similarity to "bazaar", especially since they're so similar and yet have nothing in common. But I digress.)
It's kind of strange that I said I would keep posting in this blog despite it being pointless, and then didn't post for... seven months? Eight months? I'm actually not even sure why I'm posting now. I sort of felt like blathering on about things without having to direct it at someone, I guess. Possibly due to my issues with the subject of the last paragraph. So here I am. I find myself odd occasionally.
It's getting to be too late to be doing this. If I don't go to sleep soon I won't get up until noon. Which would be bad, probably.
It's been nice blathering on to a non-judgmental and entirely uninterested audience. So long.
~KK
(I really hope this post still makes sense when I'm not sleep-deprived.)
