The Demonweasel Speaks

So I’ve got my blood up and I don’t know what to do with myself.

Not in a bad, violent way, mind you, just that pacing the cage, looking to tear-ass across the country-side just to feel the wind on my face and the night air in my lungs. That’s not going to happen, I fear, so I think once I pound this out I’m going to do some writing. You know, that thing that I do.

I need to switch to decaf tea, which sucks. Less caffeine? Where has my head gone?

With a bang, not a whimper, the last episode of “Angel” was on Wednesday. I can’t believe they went with the Butch & Sundance ending (going out in a blaze of glory against impossible odds). I guess there isn’t any other way they could have done it, but still… It’s the way I’d want to go, I think, if one can choose a heroic death (as opposed to having one thrust upon you, which is almost always the case).

“Smallville” was good too, if you can call an ending where everyone is either dead, missing or in jail good. A theory I’ve seen bandied about is that, in order to stave off lengthy contract renegotiations for season 4, they leave everyone in a situation where they go “You don’t want what we’re offering? Fine, your character stays dead/missing/on vacation/in jail.” Kind of dirty pool if you ask me, but hey, I guess that’s life in the big city (or small Kansas farm town).

It looks like I’ll be going to a sci-fi convention in Columbus this coming weekend (Marcon), which will be my first convention experience. I’ll be working, but I think there will be some time for looking around and such. Should be interesting, if only for stories and such.

I have too many ideas. I need to either get more time that I actually use to write, or…well, just fucking do it, I guess. There really aren’t any other options. It’s just deciding what I’m going to work on which can be the problem. It should be the book, but I don’t want to loose the new ideas for short stories and the like that are coming out. Decisions, decisions.

In happier news, everyone wish my mother congratulations, as she graduated from college on Friday. I loves ya ma!

Barking at the moon, I remain…