This isn't a fanfiction as such--but it is inspired by songs (although I intend for it not to become a traditional songfic, or at least what I've seen most often as "songfic").

Ever since I first heard Grand Theft Autumn by Fall Out Boy, I've wanted to do a story around it. Headfirst Into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet fits into that same little niche--I want to do a story, probably based around those two. And I have no idea what, or how it will go. Ugh. I'll probably just start writing at some point and see where it flows to. It's just a bit frustrating that I have something blocked up--not like the normal writer's block that I experience, but more like a river that's dammed, because it's trying to get out but it won't.

Is that what writer's block is usually like for people?

Anyway.

Also, school. It's much more intense than it was last semester--which makes sense, because I currently have five classes, three of which are art classes which require a lot of outside work, I have two jobs, and another class that will start in a month and a half. I'm just hoping that I can hold up under all of it. I really might take a vacation in winter if I can--I never do over the summer, and it bit me in the ass freshman year and the first half of last year.

I realize it sounds bad--but I hadn't had a break, any sort of vacation, since my sophomore year of high school. My mother insisted that despite the fact that I was taking piano lessons, dancing in various locations, and doing band camp, I needed to take summer classes so that I wouldn't be "doing nothing". Senior year didn't have band camp, but did have college preparation. And piano. And dance. And summer classes. By freshman year, I really wanted a break--and I didn't get one; there was also a lot of stress (my father's parents both died over the last two years, my senior year was INCREDIBLY stressful, and both my cat and my boyfriend's cat died). And then I worked while still trying to force myself to pretend to be happy happy cheery cheery (because the school here is big on that), have time to myself, and do things that I didn't care about on a schedule that didn't work with professors who I didn't like. (I did like some of them. Part of my schedule was good. But overall, it was a mess.)

Then I did something last year that could have turned out phenomenally bad, but didn't.

I realize that there's the "When you get out into the real world, you don't get vacation!"

But you do. You can take vacation days, sick days, etc. Some jobs will even pay you for the vacation days, depending on how long you've been there, etc. Not ALL jobs, no. And how crazy stressed do people get when they don't have some down time once in a while?

Anyway. This turned into a ramble, and it wasn't meant to. But it was something that I was thinking about, and now it's out, so I suppose that much is good.

I don't know where I'll be in a few months. I don't know if I'll still be here--a school that I don't really care for, but isn't that bad, in a place that I do love--or if I'll be fending for myself somewhere else. I don't know if I'll be struggling to come up with money that I can't possibly find, or if I'll be floating along--not swimming, but not drowning, either.

But I know that I'm going to work for the rest of the summer at a job I adore. And I know that I'm going to go to Chicago and stay for the weekend for my birthday with NiBu. I don't know if I'll be able to comfortably afford it, or where Diva will stay, or any of that. But I want to, and it's one of the wants that I feel inclined to grant to myself if he doesn't object (which he hasn't yet).

I don't know at all where I'll be in a year, but all of this only bothers me a little. I think that it should probably worry me more. *shrug*

[I][FONT="Book Antiqua"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="DarkOrchid"]Oh, ho, ho. Yeah. I fail.

I forgot that my thing had to be submitted by midnight this morning; I thought that I had until five p.m. today. So I don't get a paycheck for three more weeks, and I need to pay for... Let's see.... Gas tonight, tomorrow, the day after, and the day after that... Probably three days next week.... And three days the week after that. Twenty dollars a day. $80 this week.... Fuckity fuck fuck fuck. I don't have $200. There is no possible way for me to come up with $200. And I can't borrow it from the one person who would normally let me, because HE has no money. I can't put it on my card because--it's a debit card! If I had a fucking CREDIT card, I'd be good. I could put it all on when I get my next paycheck. But, nooo. "We" decided that I should have a DEBIT card, because I wouldn't keep track of my spending on a credit card. Which means that I can get hit up with a zillion dollars in overdraft fees if I either (a) go to an ATM or (b) use the debit card like a credit card. At which point the fees would, of course, be far greater than anything else. (I mean, hello, we're talking about the same great system that hits a $29 overdraft charge on a $5 charge. A $125 overdraft charge on a $20 over charge. And other exciting and equally random charges.) *dies*

Oooh, yea. And I can't NOT work for the next few weeks, because then I don't get the money to go back over and pay for THIS stuff.

Goody, goody, fucking gosh.

And now I'm awake. It's 7:14 in the fucking morning; normally a fire wouldn't be able to rouse me. But the money-worrying IS quite awakening; thanks loads. *dies once more*

You know, it was going alright. Not great, but it was looking up. I was going to be able to cover this week through the end. And then I'd get paid. But now? Oh, ho, ho. No. Now I'm SCREWED.[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/I]

[I][FONT="Book Antiqua"][SIZE="3"][COLOR="DarkOrchid"]Oh, yuss. I have plans. ;)

After I get a lovelipop, I intend to get a TON of commons. Possibly a pure love sash, if one happens by. Then I'm starting a charity.


To be frank, I don't know if I'll be doing a charity or an auction, or both. But I like the idea of the Giving Back Auctions.... There are so many people searching for old Halloween, Valentine's Day, and Winter Nights items that can't find them. If they don't get added into the GB Auction, I'd like to hold auctions of my own for these sorts of things in the future. Same general guidelines, and all that jazz.

Charity.... Yeah. Whatever once more. Random give-outs. Art, commons--special bits if I can find them. -nodnod-

I'm not altruistic. But when I have everything that I want..... *shrugs* Eventually being the richest person on Menewsha and having nothing to do with said riches will lose its charm. I remember being overjoyed that there were auctions that allowed people to grab the item of their dreams; wouldn't mind doing the same thing. Gold would go to buy MORE items so that there would be MORE auctions--I can't delete my own gold, after all. Or--and this is an idea that I kind of like--an art charity. Raise gold to buy art from somebody for somebody in ze charity. Instead of clothes, you could get art that you really want but can't afford.

I like zese ideas. If anybody else happens across this and has input--feel free. :heart:[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/I]