Confession. I’m sorta not feeling the whole writing about games and being social (online and offline) thing lately, and for the 100th time since I started blogging. Trying to force myself to review a few games I’ve beaten recently (among other posts) is… well, agonizing. It must be this time of year and the fact winter just won’t GO AWAY, GODDAMMIT!! I’m so tired of falling on ice and crawling over snowbanks on un-plowed sidewalks… Maker, why is my city so cheap?? Ahem. This is a FUN HOBBY that SHOULD NOT feel like a chore. I keep yelling that at myself, but I never listen. Sigh.
But yeah, my blogging motivation level is slowly approaching “inexplicably delete myself off the internet” levels of “why am I still doing this and nobody cares” again. Not there yet, at least. My mind is a strange place… Thankfully, these days I have enough self-awareness to not let my emotional turbulence and social problems destroy me. Ups and downs happen. Moods swing. People change. Hearts break. It’s not my fault. None of us are here forever. Just gotta deal with it. Grab a controller and carry on, eh!
Anyway, I saw this writing prompt from Normal Happenings‘ cool Daily Inkling series of posts (awesome idea). I thought I’d take a stab at this one to switch things up and give my brain something else to ponder. Woot. Distractions.
Receive ten words from the random word generator. Tell a ten sentence story using each word in order, one per sentence.
And the almighty RNG God stuck me with these wonderful words:
Not gonna lie, I had to look up the definition of decorous…. Here we go!
Without any fight the blasted machine was alight. Usually on its best decorous behavior, and now on fire. What the hell did I do to earn this fax machine’s ire? Standing here in the flesh, all I had done was press send. Then sparks and a quick hop back, while the machine began its end.
I groaned and a sharp pain pricked my neck. This thing can fry, while I go home to relax on my deck. My supervisor pointed a finger as I ignored the nearby extinguisher. I told him I had a touch of the flu and that I should shoo.
And that’s the tale of the day that earned me my permanent unpaid holiday.
Okay… that was really fun. I need to exercise that creative thing more often.
Oh and did I use decorous correctly? Did any of that make sense? I’m still not sure… How are you doing these days? Let me know in the comments area thingy down below!
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