Today is Chinese New Year’s Eve.

I missed out on the festivities last year as I was stuck in SeaTac airport waiting for my flight back to Los Angeles. I didn’t is because I just came back from Iceland and it was well worth it.

This year, I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be going to Great Uncle’s to carry on the tradition of spending it with him and his family. I’ve been doing it for since forever, ever since I had moved down to Los Angeles. I always had a great time doing it and eating and just getting together. It’s nice.

That will be the trek later this afternoon.

I had been lazy the last couple of years in terms of visiting them. For some reason, I just dropped off the map of visiting them and I know it is my fault. There was something that Uncle said years and years ago that rubbed me the wrong way and I had been not going to visit as often because of it. I forget what it is, but I know that it more or less had to do with me dropping off Pickles for them to dog sit while I was away on vacation or work.

So, I didn’t want to bother them anymore. I didn’t want to inconvenience them with it anymore, and I don’t go around there much anymore. It is what it is and maybe I can start going back and doing regular visits again. Maybe.

I do love my lazy Sundays and my do nothing weekends.

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I’m stuck on a short story. I have decided to rewrite and do another draft and maybe go in in another direction for the short story Skinny Love. The main story is there. It is about the dissolution of a relationship that really didn’t work out. Before I was telling it in separate perspectives, but now I wanted to tell it in a different perspective and I’m just having a little trouble starting it.

I’m taking a break from it these short story writing to blog today. I know it’ll push me even further behind on these short stories, but I think I’ll manage and survive. The prompts would just grow and grow and I’ll get to them when I get to them.

I usually take my time to develop the story than Blocks anyway. I would usually be behind.

But today, i think I’m just going to blog and get my fingers tapping and maybe brainstorm and free write and hopefully it’ll give me an idea of what I want to write or how I should structure my story. I just need that little muse. I just need that little oomph so I have a little direction as to how to take the story.

Writing is hard.

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It’s crowded today at Volcano. It’s all new people or people that I’m not familiar with here. Not my regulars and there’s a backup on drinks. It doesn’t seem like they know what they are doing. All drinks are backed up because the boba isn’t ready yet. So slow.

Bring back my regulars. They fucked up my order. Blah and I don’t want to change it because it is so slow. They put sugar in my drink and I asked for no sugar.

Hahhaa, they are weak.

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Can I write at work? I don’t know if I can. I’m always distracted. I’ve done it a few times because I had to, but I don’t think they were any good. I got some things out but they were eh.

We shall see.

Blah, just going to reread some old stories, to get my juices going.

Probably will go back to my original draft of Skinny Love. Who knows.