The BB Project – A Primer

EDIT: Episode 3 is up!

So you know how sometimes you get all delusional and figure you can do something then your imagination starts running wild and you start thinking, “Good God, this is it, I’m gonna be filthy fucking rich”?

That’s what happened.

I say it started while I was on my Buffy marathon, though the idea had been running laps around my head for years.  Watching Buffy on DVD triggered me, like I’m some sort of sleeper writer.

In non-psychotic terms, I figured I could write a story.

Nothing fancy, just something fun.

So I posted it on my LJ and forced people to read.  They did, thankfully, and the response was kind enough to prevent me from jumping haphazardly out the window.  So now I’m on the third episode, and it took me several agonizing weeks to even get the thing right.

My writing process is crap, if you need to know.  I fantasize while commuting (unless I’m sleeping, which is often) and I get this stuff running my head.  Then I sort of play it on constant loop, and finally get all the kinks right before writing it down.

Which doesn’t mean I’m a genius, okay?  Let’s not get ahead of the cow. Or horse. Or whatever four-legged beast rocks your socks.

So what I’m actually saying is that The BB Project is finally available for your viewing pleasure here.  Check out the link up there.  It’s LOCKED, though, so you’ll have to ask me for the password (I’m insecure. And a paranoid android).  The page currently has only the first 2 episodes, with slight variations from when they first appeared in LJ.  I had to change some stuff to fit the main arc I’ve got going in my schizophrenic head.

BTW, I’m still working on Episode 3.  Should be up in a few days.

Leave a comment and I’ll send you the password via email, text, twitter, etc.

PS: I welcome criticism okay? Give me a kick in the proverbial nuts if you think I deserve it.

Someone Hates Me

I know I’m not a nice person, and people are not obliged to like me, but I certainly didn’t expect the amount of vitriol I received from a particularly hateful comment today.

I’m not popular and most of the time the only people who drop by here are people who know me to a certain degree.  What’s weird is that the comment  really wasn’t commenting on anything.  It didn’t criticize any of my posts or opinions.  It did warn me: “huwag kang magpiling“.  Of course.

Let me just say that since I’m in a very nice and friendly mood today, I would like to give my new found hater a bit of an acknowledgment:

Dear anonymous commenter,

I hope you understand why I had to delete your comment in my post about Jollitown.  It was filled with so much anger that I simply could not let it stay and befoul my domain.

Let me just say that I understand you. I do. Sometimes when people bitch about the stuff I love, I get angry, too.

Was it something I said about Jollitown?  Did I hit a sore spot deep within your heart?  Perhaps I had been too hard on Hetty.

In any case, I do hope we can get past this.  Who knows, maybe one day I can return the favor and leave hateful comments on your blog, too.

Only it won’t be anonymous, because unlike you, man, I have balls.

Love and light,

Miss Choi

My Favorite Sin

After months of grappling with my seven other selves, I finally decided to purchase my own domain. The reason, partly, is my new desire to become queen of financial blogdom. Two of the three domains I bought were for my potential moneymaker blogs (yes, I’m delusional. So sue me.)

But that’s not quite the main reason behind this sudden purchase. I have to admit it’s more of vanity that drove me into this domain-buying spree.

There’s something about having your own foothold in this online universe of the interweb. It’s like I’ve finally actually staked a claim on it. Or a minuscule part of it, but whatever.

That’s primarily the reason why I’m still up and blogging even though I’d rather deep in sleep right now. I’m grappling with the travails of blogging, namely getting some stupid content up so I can move everything in this journal to my own website.

Nice ring to it, “own website”.

When I finally figure out how to get WordPress working on a Mac, I’ll let you know. By then I’d probably be ready to redirect you all to my own website (there it goes again) and leave LJ behind. You’ll have to bookmark me, though, but I know you all love me enough to do that.

In case you’re wondering, I got my domains registered at godaddy but got hosted for free (*ahem*cheapskate*ahem*) at freehostia. I’m not in the mood to link. Go look ‘em up through google.

Anyway, I couldn’t get www.miss-choi.com because some assholey female with the surname Choi bought it already. I’m assuming it’s a female and it’s someone named Choi, because otherwise, what’s the point? I had to settle for www.miss-choi.net. Still pretty sweet, so what the hell.

Don’t go checking out the site yet, though. As I said, you won’t find anything till I figure out how to get WordPress to work on MacLovin.

I’ll let you know when it’s time to move.