It comes as no suprise

Today has been rather lonely. In fact, the day before was as well. Going out on a limb, but I'm guessing tomorrow will be, also. Hm. One thing I am sure of is that I'll have to ride my bike to work tomorrow, so I hope the weather is kind.
I don't really mind riding my bike. In a way, it makes me feel a bit grown up, riding downtown and all. Though a real grown up would have a car and a license, I can pretend. Pretend I'm off in Chicago like during the band trip, or when I was a kid and went there for a vacation. I loved the place, though I think I've mentioned that before.
Sometimes I feel really inhuman, between you and me. Or rather, like I'm not in charge of my life at all, like I'm just floating through it (in a not-so-good sense of it).
I think I'll wait until 2 am or maybe 3 and then sit outside some. I like to be outside late at night alone. But that stays between you and me.

-Mottled

Just thought I'd mention...

I love the Avatar universe.
And I'm talking Avatar the Last Airbender, not the 3D movie. Just so....cool. Many feels for it. Lots.

-Mottled

You know...

The summer has changed a few things about me.

I'm tanner, first off, and less stressed. But thinking back, what was I so stressed about? Also, I'm trying to work out what is and what isn't important to me. I'm not having so many gushes of sentimental feelings, though I do feel I'm maturing nicely. But most of all, I've become a lazier than I was during  school time.

I've grown a bad habit of staying up until 3am or so and sleeping in until noon. Which, I don't think there's anything really wrong with that, but I guess it can't be all too healthy. But hey, what does health matter in the long run? Oh yeah, a lot. Hurm.

You know, if this blog was a documentation of my collapse into insanity, that would be a pretty nice plot.

-Mottled

Let's go Slytherin.

I'm a dork, if you couldn't tell, and also a lover of the Harry Potter series. So I, like many others, have found my way to Pottermore, a website made by J.K. and based around the books. In it, you can go through the books in an interactive sort of way and also play a small selection of games to give your house House Points in effort to win the House Cup, along with a variety (though not a large variety) of other things. The site itself is very clean and polished, but my main complaint is it offers little to do. I would love a forum for it. I mean, sure they have posting boards for each house, but it goes so fast you can hardly make a conversation. And other than the games, there's very little to do.
But anyways, let's go Slytherin! We deserve to win the cup, anyhow.

-Mottled

Long time, no word

Well, not too long; but enough to make me upset with myself. I suppose now's a better time than any to write, though. So then...
I've finished a knitted hat yesterday, a black one with little ear flaps. It's fairly cute, I think, and I might add special details onto it at a later date. I've also started writing down all of my personal role playing characters, just for future usage.
The cleaners has been sweltering with summer's heat, and with no real air conditioning to count on it hasn't been the funnest. But, I finally brought a cup in today so I now have that going for me. No more crunching on ice, I can drink water now. Ta-ra indeed.
Forgive me for being so boring. I had better words to spit out earlier today, but I seem to have lost them somewhere along my way.

-Mottled

If I go to sleep now...

I could get just under my eight hours. But, I'm not tired. Phooey.
Today was an...okay day. I don't know, I feel off; just not quite sure what to think of myself at the moment.
Good night.

-Mottled

On Entry #59 and more

Marble Hornets is my favorite slender man series and has been something of a hobby for near two years. I love the fandom, though I usually just stalk it, and I usually stay up at nights when an entry is being posted to watch it.
Lucky for me, tonight was one such night and Entry #59 was posted (surprisingly at around 10 pm, usually they are posted at some god awful time) and I finished watching it with a smile. Or actually, by the end I was frowning. I hate the idea of Tim leaving for good, but I have hopes it's not so. I think that his Masky side will come out again, doing god knows what.
But seriously, I give props to Tim. He's right on a lot of things, Jay is to blame for a lot. It was, in some ways, careless. But for Tim's remark on who would care, well, we would! The viewers! And I hope Jay realizes that, because he's pulled us in too deep as is to just shoo us aside. Sort of an obligation, now, on and in-game sense of thought.
I'll talk more on it when I'm clear in the head. Regards,

-Mottled

Of knitting

I found myself some yarn and a little motivation today and started knitting for the first time in a while. I learned the trade when I was in 4th grade, so approximately ten years old, in an after-school program with my sister. At first and for some time afterwards, I was completely taken by it. I remember the first night after they gave us the yarn and needles, sending us home to practice garter stitch. I sat in bed using up all the little ball of yarn they gave us producing a misshaped, flank-like textile spotted with holes and dropped stitches; but it was a creation all by my own work, and at once I could see the prospects of knitting. I worked hard to master what I can do now, surpassing my sister when she dropped the habit, and creating things of my own design. Bookmarks, washcloths, hacky-sacks, scarves, hats, stuffed toys; a slew of each.
But eventually I grew bored of it, as with most things, and only tried when I had a serge of inspiration hit me (and usually tossed that after a day).
My grandma then, upon my request, tried to help me learn how to crochet. Tried. I failed miserably and despite a variety of books and videos, I can't manage to do much more than make a chain. It stung at first, but I've gotten over it. I still have the hopes to learn how, actually. Someday....eh....
Anyways, I'm knitting a hat with a little puff ball and the Operator insignia (Marble Hornets) on the side.

-Mottled

I have little to say today.

Stalking some role plays, hoping to join. Though I'm terribly shy of it.

-Mottled

Action leads to purpose?

The wind blows the delicious scent of fried chicken from the nearby KFC into the building of my work. It's horrible, just horrible.
In other news, I've really done nothing with my day. I think I ought to get a hobby or something. No idea what, though. All my old interests lost their sheen after a while. Knitting, forum role plays, drawing, bike riding; all of it. Though, I do have an idea for a role play I'd like to try, but I haven't been a part of a site for a month. Trying to find a nice one to join with no avail. Maybe I could continue my search tonight.

-Mottled

If I had unlimited power source...

Such as a Tesseract or something (my mind is still muddled with Avengers), I would make a contract for countries to sign. In exchange for all the energy they need, they would submit under my reign and loose their military rights. I would, of course, protect them from countries who aren't part of the great treaty because that would just be common etiquette. And if they ever had a little uprising or something, I would cut the wire on their power supply leave them to die or whatever. I don't think I'd be easy to oppose, having all the power I could ever need, though.
It's a noble idea, if you just look at it from the surface. Essentially, I'd be bringing peace (through force).
In other news, I want to go creeping about town in black contacts to spread the B.E.K. superstition. I love little paranormal things like that. Should talk more in depth of them some time...
Good night.

-Mottled

Forgive me.

A rotting corpse in body and mind,
a mottled carrion of a being,
isn't what I desired to be
but probably what I deserve.

Does this warrant a bit of sorrow?

The first person to text me in about three days was my mom's boyfriend. On accident. My mom also didn't believe me when I insisted I was invited to go out. Oh. Well then.
It was a fun time, anyhow. I watched The Avengers for the second time, though it was their first. I felt like giggling the whole time due to all the feels it gave me. Loki, what more can I say? That smile just gives me shivers. They seem to like Stark more, which is understandable. But Loki's mannerisms are just so...cool. I've been saving up a few gifs of him for storage. I could fangirl over it endlessly.
But I won't, I guess.
Hm, on that note, the rest of the day was just okay. I had to wash windows at work, which I hate doing because people can see you and they walk in and I worry if I should say 'hi' or anything and they watch me and it's just not fun. Plus I was alone to do it, and I'm a bad window washer. The day did go fast, though, and I felt accomplished by the end of it. So there's that.

-Mottled

I used to have a diary...

I never wrote in it.
The birds outside my window have hatched. So far I've only seen two of them stick their little heads up for food, so I'm not really sure if there is any more than that which lived. I wish I could take a picture from the top, but I'm worried getting that close might scare the mother to abandon them or something. If I do get a chance, I think I will.
Sorry for the day of silence, by the way. Not like it was that detrimental, I just forgot to write. I don't really know what to say about yesterday, just plain as ever. My friend left for a vacation, if anything, which isn't too much of a good thing for me.
I might be doing things with some friends tomorrow, if I can. Not sure if I really want to, but we'll see.
Fireflies are all over the place. I wonder, do they have them in Europe? Sorry.

-Mottled

Vacations really do end to soon

Or so it feels. I'm back and unfortunately burnt something horrible. Going to Water World without sunscreen isn't the best idea, but in my defense I remember being a tanner and not a burner when I was younger. But, I guess years of becoming a shut-in can change you in that respect. Water World was fun, though. And for some reason, I find myself loving the Lost River of the Pharaohs --a mummy themed raft ride-- despite how lax it was. Probably because I've always had a love for ancient Egypt and cheesy theme park rides; and the combo is just fantastic. I've never really been an extreme rides kind of person anyways, but I did manage to conquer a few of the scarier ones. This one that was a half pipe was okay, along with another that sent you skidding across the water. The only thing that really kept me from going on any of the dropping slides was my sister, who isn't a fan of heights.
Colorado itself always feels welcoming. I used to go there every summer to visit my cousins, but we haven't seen each other in a while due to circumstances. My cousins, all boys close to my age, are an okay group to get along with. They usually just hang with my two brothers, but I seemed to be fairly welcomed into the group this time. Which was a good thing, I feel.
Ugh, my sun burn has started to itch. I have work tomorrow, so I can only trust my body's healing abilities to get me ready for that. Until tomorrow.

-Mottled

And then I went to Colorado

On a trip with the dad and siblings, visiting my godparents. Nice to see them, been a few years since I've been to their place. So, it's good and kinda sad.
Their kids are all boys, so I just hang in the basement while my brothers go off with them. I don't know what to do, really. I've been reading, mostly, and listening to music. The Killers, bringing back the ghosts of car trips with the whole family listening to them and Lenny Kravitz.
Maybe tomorrow we'll do something of fun.
Or not.
I don't like trips with my dad very much.

-Mottled