Sorry everyone! I ran late. Work was overwhelming yesterday, so I present you with Blythe Baxter from Littlest Pet Shop (2012). I got the coloring picture from a Strawberry Shortcake coloring book. I colored the picture myself.
(I hope pictures can be posted directly for this feature)
So, the trivia today is about my favorite character, Russell Ferguson the super-organized orange hedgehog. He is the only character that goes through De ja vu, as seen in the episode”In The Loop.” That episode is a parody of the movie, “Groundhog Day.” Both the movie and the episode involve the respective main characters to repeat the same day over and over until they like whoever is bothering them.
Xara Nahara O’Connor
Before I started hardcore watching television again, I had a month’s worth of writer’s block. I could barely write about Swiss cheese in an interesting way, no matter how hard I tried (to be fair, work has been crazy; thus, my creative juices had been sucked out of me). So, I became an information vegetable/sponge and started watching television at work. Oddly enough, my inspiration came from watching Littlest Pet Shop (2012). I really like the orange hedgehog named Russell. He is very similar to me because he is obsessed with neatness and order and is intellectual (and lets everyone know about it, too) and surprisingly the most social. So, my stories have involved him or rather, people being in love with him. Blythe, the human who takes care of the pets as her day job, is the person I pair him with. She is also similar to me because she works very hard and is always busy doing something productive. She also likes to balance many facets of her life like I do. Also, Russell is her favorite pet, so it only seemed appropriate (despite the non-canon aspect of this unique pairing). He also spends more time with her than any of the other pets do; there was an entire episode devoted to both of them spending alone time together at a sleepover at the pet shop (until Sunil (the moongoose) and Vinnie (the gecko) crashed the party). Also, there are many times when they are caught spending time together without the other pets (an example of when Russell is sitting on the sales counter while Blythe was the cashier). So, I’ve been writing a bunch of RussellxBlythe fan fiction; one of my stories is devoted to a spin-off of that episode.
So, if you have severe writer’s block like I do, you could always revert to writing fan fiction. I know that it might be frowned upon to encourage fan fiction, but it’s a good start to get out of having a writer’s block.
Xara Nahara O’Connor
Once upon a time, before I worked six days a week without having much time to screw around, where I would be on the Internet rather often. I was connected with the real world and the Internet world. I spent time with friends and always had a bit of time to spend with my boyfriend/fiancé/bear butt (at the time). I worked with my friends, too. I mean, I still do, but it was just one set of clients, and we spent at least eight hours together. We were family. I had all my sisters and me. The world was balanced. The office workers at my other companies generally left me alone to do my job and exist. Sure, we would have a professional relationship where we would do what we could to help our clientele, but it wasn’t as awkward as it is now.
When I say work takes over my life, I mean it. I don’t mind work taking over my life for the most part. I have great clients and enjoy spending time with them. I enjoy trolling the office workers with my corny jokes every time I see them/do business with them. Heck, I have thought about inviting the whole office over for cocktail parties while screwing professionalism. But this unfortunately leaves me with very little time to spend with my fiancé/bear butt or talk with my friends as much as I used to. You know what else it leaves little time to do? BE ON THE INTERNET. Yep. I am rarely on. I play a few games of Hearthstone: Heroes of Warcraft (which is increasingly losing its appeal) and then troll Bizarrepedia. I occasionally go on twitter, but that’s rare. Point is, my ever-changing revolving DOOR work schedule is why I never write that much anymore.
I recognize there is a strain between the Internet and me, and I’m sorry. I miss everyone, even Rashmi and her beautiful self. Her name is the only one I can spell properly. Wait, I can spell Anand, too, but Rashmi is awesome. Wandering Soul, you’re a beautiful young lady who writes better in English than most English professors, but your name is really hard for me to pronounce and spell properly. I know it starts with a P and ends with an I, but what is inbetween is a mystery.
By the way, my real name is Sayre. Xara is my edgy, angry, and inadvertently amusing pen name and alter ego. They’re both equally difficult to pronounce, so Sarah works, too.
Xara Nahara O’Connor
Evidently – (adverb) obviously; apparently; clearly; without question; clearly; undoubtedly
Origin: 1325-75; Middle English
I picked this word for the day because my friends use it all the time to describe what evident events happen in their disturbing lives. My friend, Robbie, uses it when she talks about the agency that helps her exist: “Evidently, my coordinator forgot to call me about my new schedule!” And my old friend that is the maintenance man for my ex-clients uses it when he talks about their goofy landlord: “Evidently, Stephan hasn’t come by to get the rent from your apartment yet. Sap!”
I really like this word because when people use it, they make me laugh and seem more intelligent than the average population in America (Thank Goodness.)
Evidently, I ain’t awake.
Xara Nahara O’Connor
P.S.: My source is dictionary.com
Word of the Week: Degenerate
Degenerate (noun) dih-jen-er-it; (verb) dih-jen-uh-reyt
(verb usage) – to fall below a normal or desirable level in physical, mental, or moral qualities
(adjective) – bad, haven fallen below the normal and/or desirable level in physical, mental, and moral qualities
(noun) – a person who has declined in terms of moral character; a sexual deviate; a person who reverts back to an earlier culture, stage of development, and/or state of evolution
Origin: The origin of “degenerate” is Latin. The word began to be used some time between 1485 and 1495.
Latin dēgenerātus (past participle of dēgenerāre to decline from an ancestral standard), equivalent to dē de- + gener-, stem of genus race (see genus ) + -ātus -ate; see generate
I actually do not like this word very much because it sounds very harsh and is very insulting. I would honestly rather hear the word “fuck” than this word. My fiancé loves to say this word because he finds a lot of things degenerate, but I guess I am just weird and would rather hear another word/phrase to describe the state of things, like horribly ridiculous.
Xara Nahara O’Connor
((P.S. I cringed while typing the word, by the way.
P.S.S. Sorry I ran late on posting, but in America, it’s Memorial Day. But I didn’t celebrate it the typical way. I was working from 8 a.m. to 2 p.m. EST, and then I got caught up in napping, taking a shower, trolling the planet, and talking to my best friend.))
TRIGGER ALERT: SWEAR WORD ALERT
So, I am conversing with Mother Nature before going to bed at midnight U.S. Eastern Time (Ugh. I know. I’m a damn American. Sorry. Don’t worry. I don’t agree with ANY of the shit this country is doing. That is for the OTHER guest post coming up. Nominate my ass please.), ANNNND I am checking texts, E-mails, whatever. I am talking to my friend, Deb (well, looks like Reblog Time. I don’t have time to explain this shit otherwise), and as I write down my response to her, I am thinking…. FUUUUUUCK! The world is going to end if I do not entertain this community today. I actually DID almost forget to exist today. I hate Mondays, soooooo I had totally forgotten about writing very much. I was too worried about how the hell my day is going to go once I wake up, again. Yeah, my sleep schedule is fucked. Don’t ask. The fact that I function in society is a great blessing. Let’s move on. Continue reading