On the note of failing

Hi guys.

Do I start most posts like that?

Aw, whatever. I have been trying to get a vlog up for you guys practically all week. It is a long story but part of it has to do with slow internet connection (can you hear the skipping record playing the sad song of life?). 

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I am going to get this video up before the end of the month! I will! So I'm really not here to say much, except that I have not forgotten you. Promises. 

Other than that, summer has been taking its lazy toll and I've gotten some writing done and. . . that's about it. 

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The other day my little sister was reading a book (she's recently found that books are the best thing in life. *sniffs* I'm so proud of her). And- well, I made myself a nuisance while she was reading. Basically, I goofed around pretending like I was a wounded toddler. Heh, yeah. Maturity is my middle name. *cough* 

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But everybody else bothers me when I read. It was only fair that I get the chance to do the some to a fellow bookworm. She is only a beginner bookworm after all. I'm testing her endurance. She must be properly initiated, you know.

I blamed it on the fact that I had a can of Mountain Dew and maybe some candy that day. 

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But in truth, it's really because college is out for the summer. So now the only pressing "in the world of people" thing that I have to do is go to work. Therefore I see less people and have less social interaction in a day/week meaning I have more energy left over for my family. 

Which is awesome!

Except I don't know what to do with that energy, and it ends up being used on irritating my sister while she reads. 

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 I don't know what to do with myself. I can't sit still. Sometimes I actually wish I had friends who lived in town so I'd have someone to have snow cones with, go to the movies, or ride roller coasters. Pfft, at this rate I might even walk around the grocery store at this. (Honestly, people, there's not much to do in this town. Social evenings consist of going to the movies or going to Wal-Mart, and I have never been much for the latter).

Where did all this energy come from? I can't even WRITE articulately. That's bad. 

I can only read one chapter in my book at a time. And it's a FANTASTIC book. 

Sometimes I can't sleep because my muscles are restless and still have energy to spend. There is no exaggeration here. During the day, I try to exercise just so I can sleep at night. Perhaps it would help if I went barrel riding.

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WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!

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I mean. . . uh, I'm going to have another soda and see what book my sister is reading.

Anyhow, boring life updates. Sorry. 

Oh, but if you want to join the Summer Writing Camp link up, it is here. Also I'm leaving it open until the Friday of next week. Which is a possible bad-good idea (because I'm indecisive and cynically optimistic like that).

And I feel very proud of myself because I remembered to source all the pics properly. (Yes, 'source' is now a verb.)