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minervasoloDog Sldiers is a bloody good film. With an unfortunate emphasis on hte bloody. It actually gave me nightmares, though it wasn't the gore that did that. I couldn't remember in the dream whether I'd put my cut hand against any werewolf blood, so i'd have to wait up to a month to find out. Captain America didn't have to wait that long... Yes, Captain America was in the dream, with hte police/army, and he cut his hand on a nail covered in werewolf blood and turned into one. The rest of the dream was even more bizarre.
Diets are the most pintless thing known to man, or rahter woman. See, you diet, you lose weight. You cease to diet, you put wieght back on, faster and more of it. So you're stuck on the diet for the rest of your life. Some diets, like the all meat one, actually change your digestive system after about six months.
Starting writing again, proper writing. I started a novel when i was thriteen, and kept it up sporadically for about two years. I go back now; it's terrible. You know ho you hate in other people what you hate in yourself? Same goes for writing. I know the plot is good (hey, it's my plot), and technically there's nothing wrong with the writing; spelling, grammar, fine, sentence structure, perfect... It just grates. Things happen with no explanation, whole chunks of chapters are entirely irrelevant, exposition jumps into the middle of action with no regard for flow... It's painful to read. It's juvenile writing, really. So i'm rewriting it. I found my plot book yesterday and had a flick through the stoies. I have five novels and five short stories noted down, plot in bullet points for the whole novel. I'm not good with plots, I can do concepts and characters but I tend to forget about where everything is going, so everything becomes character driven and has no point whatsoever. I have 106 pages to rewrite, or 70,000 words. Over 2/3 of the novel, basically, but I'm going to try and stretch out the first half, since that was supposed to be a book on it's own anyway. Of course, i'll get about haflway through and get distracted, leaving another half-finished novel on my desktop to be backedup on a regular basis. It would be the fourth.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Third Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | High |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | Moderate |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | High |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Low |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | Low |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Moderate |
| Level 7 (Violent) | Moderate |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | Moderate |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Low |
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
I'm not a glutton! Honest! I'm just not much of anything. Ooh, not cereberus. I'm scared of dogs, and three headed hell hounds are right up there with german shepherds!
Pure maths this afternoon. I think I should be more worried. I have decided that I'm good at pure, relativie to stats and mechs, but that doesn't necessarily mean I am. Still, revise in a minute. Yeah right.
