Saturday, May 06, 2006

my bad. I'll just have to wonder.

To my Non Existent viwers, I regret to inform you. (But mostly myself) That this site will probably never get anywhere.

You see, Butterfly Coffee is huge. And I think all the messed up plot holes are what makes it so....strange. So restarting would ruin the rythmn I had when I first started writting it.

I wish I could go back in time and tell myself, gah WATCH FOR HOLES. (And falling rocks)
But it was really in the NaNoWriMo style...Write everday as much as you can keep going with it. It was great, like shit I never expected myself to write that much, about a single topic. Even tho it's all shit. (Well some of it)

The werebouts of butterfly coffee are undertermined right now. I didn't think I had stuff to write about still, but I do. Because of that cut to the future I still have the unpleasant buisness of a giagantic fight...And explaing Holy. Maybe explaining A LOT of things.

I'd like to say it saddens me that my two largest readers where people I was in a realtionship with. Once those where over they stopped reading. Or at least commenting. It's very...betraying. Did you ever love my work? I feel lied. Betrayed.
People I thought I could count on, my friends, they have left me alone in all of this story business.

It's displeasing that people can't be introduced to new things. That they do it to please you but after that they think nothing of it. I'd like to belive that if sombody taught me something, it wouldn't kill me to think of it again. I've learned about a lot of great things from peope who either hate me, or won't have civil conversatiosn with me anymore.

All I mean is....Life is about learning, and expriencing, but not letting the two stop each other.

I hope somebody reads this, if I'm willing to put my words on the page, I hope there are people out there willing to read it.

thanks. :}

Sunday, May 01, 2005

I'm still here

(posted in both butterfly, and sheeps) (why those names? SHOOT ME)
jsut an update...but no story. hehehe

okay well um..the browser i use to view the internet won't let me post..so
I'll be doign it via email.

I applied for " the ultimate blogger"
http://www.urbanhonking.com/ultimateblogger
should be fun to watch, because i know i wont be chosen

hmm....okie I will write the story..becuase i cant ditch it.
but more usually I'll be working on sheepsco

also this blog...story....well...screw that...I''ll mbe writing more about
my life...because thats just hte thing to do nowadays, is it not?

i would like to mention something about where i live, and the fact that i
should carry a camera mroe often. i have see n some of the coolest things
around here over hte past three weeks.

3 toilets outside a mega rich mansion. all the smae model, with the same
white srectangular lid sitting beside it on very green grass.

1 pair of shoes that has stayed int he exact same spot, through rain and
more rain, for three weeks! in an un conspiceous spot beside a parking lot.
on nice green grass.

update on shoes: they have been moved to mow hte nice green grass. crap....

among other things i have seen.
more bloggind to come, i havent forgottne you, ..... i think.


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Monday, April 25, 2005

ch 1 - window is a window.

a little chicka sat. and pecked whatever was in front of her. not not a bird. they where in florida(migration), this is the story of Chase..you know..shes jst this chick.

the window to my life, was not much of a window. all tho seen as a window, acts as a window it is not.
more so that it is a garage door and on this garage door lies a scraped off hole where there used to sit a sheep.why this sheep is gone? he began to piss me off. we had to let him go.

and i stirred my coffee and watched whatever it was walked outside.i saw janice. oh she was a cool one. she had that look on her face, the one where you have been deprived of a severe mocha. and it was my job to get her this moccha sshe so badly needed. it was my job, i guess, kinda ,sorta.
i flipped over hte little open sign for janice. she wouldnt see it, she woudlnt care..she would jsut barge throug. but i guess i had other customers too.

coffee machine on, counter clean. bookmark in book, apron on. door unlocked. the same checklist all day and evryday. this was sheeps, my life. my passion. my coffee.in cliche hipster fashion i had a coffe house dumped on me. where we had bean bag chairs and listed ot indie music. and emo kids were kicked out. although the cool ones stayed so we could make fun of them. and we sold coffee and it was oka.y

the coworker to my left well, they wernt really htere. and the one on my right well that was an overdue coffee break for a couple years. i have said we and number of times, this is because my voices comfort me. they are they. they serve coffee too. but i dont need to hshare the tip..so life is good.

"coffe now. dying need mocha" the eys of an evil creature wiht no name, that could sneak htrough hte bell over my door had her fingers diggin tino my counter and her eyes looming on top of me. adn the voices urging'do what she says'

and i did.

jjanice had this thing with her eyes. they where very pretty, she was an asian.y ou know, thin eyes long black hair. she was nice and shrort, at least eye level to moi.so this thing with her eys they held all the meoiton of the world in these tiny little eyes. so before her lips touched her coffee her eyes had devoured it. growing wide and calming down. she sat at her table...which really wasnt ehrs but i think her name was carved into the bottom....somwhow.

Sheeps coffee the rightful name name set in some nice letters outside was the rightful coffe of this town. oh sure people osld coffee too. their was no starbucks here.(thank god.) but sheeps was the number one.

(okay thats all i have right now. ill put more as soon as i can. the internet browser i use will not let me post on blogger...im at school right now.this method of using the scholl comps wto post will work...until summer.

oh the chapter is kinda wlel....bad. but i dont care tha t mcuh.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

grr evil opera+ blogger

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

there goes my plan.

typing butterfly coffee...as in over again that;s hard. so its not over again..it will porbably end up being two very diff stories.Which matters in a way. I will begin wrok, setting up the beggining, more so like i ddid he first couple chapters.

so long, and thanks for all the fish. (:

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

welcome

Welcome to sheeps.
This is the place where I will post butterfly coffee, the good version.

Good meaning I have gone over it, changed most of it, added on and of course..a spell/grammer check. Don't worry, butterfly coffee will continue(at a regular pace from now on...I hope) But Think of that as an okay first draft.
see the Thing about this draft is that all name will be final. that means my main charecter will have a name. since her nickname is Chase I've decide to make that..well..how should I say, not her nickname.
she will be Chase.

Im goign to finish ch.30 then begin work on editing chapter 1.

so welcome to sheeps, grab a seat. the wait will be long.