The Book of Post Replacement: An Instruction Manual on Fixing Fences, or maybe it's A Story About NaNoWriMo Taking Precedence over This Blog For Now

Hola. ¿Cómo se van? And did you miss me?

Heh. Oh, I am funny at times. Heh heh heh heh heh.

Ahem.

Yes, I've been gone from the blog for a while. I don't think most of you noticed or cared. But in case anyone did want to know why I promised more posts on here, then didn't do anything... well, school does that to me sometimes. I have this tendency to overestimate how much time I'll have for writing in between assignments and studying, and the frustrating amount of time I have to spend on public transit every day.

(<It's not as fun, and doesn't have as catchy of a theme song as it does over here.)

Also, I continue to wonder whether daily/weekly/bi-weekly blogging is a dying art form. Or, rather, an art form that never really caught on in the first place. Only a very few blogs that I know of get a lot of consistent attention, and they have to compete with YouTube channels, Vine (well, not anymore), Facebook, and a heck of a lot of other things for the attention of Internet users.

It leaves me to question whether blogging on a regular basis is really worth it. Seriously speaking here, what percentage of people would you guess are unwilling to read a post as long as this one, because it's longer than one paragraph?

Life Sign. Hey. Hey, watch out. Hey, listen.

I've been thinking.

I mean, that kind of goes without saying, right? We all do that. Thinking, I mean; we all think, but some of us don't do any "saying."

...Which is probably why I'm talking to nobody, via the message conveyed through my fingers. Heh heh.

Anyways.

I just want to put out a life sign. (Not necessarily a lifeline... though, if you need one, by all means, grab it. Let this... blog post... be a... lifeline? Something like that, eh.)

For Glory

Ah. Here I am again.
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Yeah, and that feels ok. I said in my last post that I wouldn't do another one of these until I started believing that my writing does any good. Well... it probably still doesn't. At least, for anyone besides me. Still, sometimes I need to get my thoughts out of my head, even if nobody reads them, and that's all the good they do. But that's something, at least.

So, yay. Here it is, my glorious return to blogging. Or something.

Oh, and speaking of things that are glorious...

Much funnier if you've played Fire Emblem: Awakening.

Yeah, "For Glory." I know the one.

*Sigh.*

To think... I used to love Super Smash Bros.

A Tired Echo

I was going to write a blog post. But then I stopped believing that anyone was listening.

The way the world works now, people choose to read click-bait articles on websites full of spam and so many ads that the pages lag. They're written by semi-literate Internet trolls that companies hire because their writing style is relatable to the common people. There is absolutely no depth, next to no consideration or original thought, and nearly no truth to be found in the things people choose to read now.

It's easy. Accessible. What the people want.

And how am I supposed to compete with that?

I'm the kind of person who happens to believe that "all truth may be circumscribed into one great whole." I'm the kind of person who can almost never give you a short explanation to anything, because in my mind everything is connected to everything else. The truth is simple, but it's precise, and I always feel the need to explain the precision of it. Stories are, by their nature, long and involved. Short stories are just tiny fragments of a longer story.

And... I've already gone past your attention span, haven't I.

*Sigh.*

Yeah, I think I'm going on hiatus again. It's hard to say whether my problem is a lack of confidence in myself, or if it's a lack of confidence in my reader(s), but something is missing, and I don't feel like writing anymore. Maybe I'll write another blog post the next time inspiration strikes, or the next time I feel like talking to myself in public.

If by some bizarre chance you are reading this, I hope you are doing well, and that you have a good day. I may not feel like saying anything anymore, but I'll be cheering you on from... (from where? The sidelines? The background? Backstage? From over here? From over there? From somewhere in the aether?) I don't know. From somewhere.

Be well. Dios esté contigo, hasta la próxima.

- TAB III

A Beginner's Guide to Tomodachi Life Babies (and Why I Kind of Hate Them)

Author's Note: You get to learn something about me today. Yay! I'm sure you've all been waiting for this!

(That's heavy irony, bordering on sarcasm, in case you were wondering.)

What you get to learn is that this summer (if you're reading this from the Southern Hemisphere, keep in mind that it's summer for us on this side of the world right now), I'll be doing something I've done in other recent summers: I'm working at a summer camp for kids. That means that I will be living out there at camp for most of the summer, and really just visiting home on occasion, rather than anything you could really call "living at home." Now, since my days off from working at camp are mostly spent trying to run errands, trying to get everything in order, trying to be prepared to work during the coming week, that means that I likely won't be posting much of anything between now and September. Or if I do, it will only be small. (And again, since I'm still a student, I can't promise that I'll post many things between September and April. I will do my best, but keep that in mind as well.)

I may have to send out this post as a kind of parting shot, so that has something to do with why it's so long. And by "long," I mean that this is half the length of a NaNoWriMo draft - it's about 26000 words, which works out to almost 50 pages, not including the pictures. Wow. Scary.

I wouldn't expect you to read this all in one sitting, unless you really have nothing to do for a while. But I hope you somehow enjoy it, and don't worry; if you're really so interested in reading any of the other things I say, I'll be back, and I'll write normal stuff soon. Take care of yourself until then, eh.

- TAB III

P.S. There are still some typos and things in here that I want to edit. I'll get back to that when I have time.

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How I Came to Fall In

Do you like "life simulation" video games?

If you found your way to this post by doing a Google search, I'm assuming you do. At least a little bit. Well, congratulations; that makes one of us! As a prize, you earn the chance to read this gargantuan blog post!