Ooops

May. 26th, 2013 11:11 am
anagramofbrat: (what is love?)
I had planned to take a break from beading after I got done with the Tetris Dance, but this past week it became apparent my brain has other ideas regarding break taking and also other projects. >_< I may have to get froggy with myself to ensure the needle does indeed get put down for a while, because yow, my wrists. (Really need to invest in some squeeze balls and braces at this rate, ugh. I will not be defeated by tendinitis.)

But yeah there are now a couple of projects on the docket for the future. One is a tube necklace/torq/wrap based on the Fourth Doctor's scarf, along with figuring out a pattern for making the TARDIS out of beads. The other is, well. Between calling up the Lost Projects of The Beforetimes and Kidzilla suddenly discovering Actual Honest-To-Goodness Pokemon, something like this was bound to happen at some point:



Sorry about the fuzz, I committed the web developer sin of displaying them at 3x their actual size. :P The patterns resolve to a square just about coaster-sized. I have a feeling these won't be the last I'll see of these particular patterns. If I do go ahead and do this I'm probably going to start with Snorlax - something about that particular pokemon never fails to make me smile. Maybe it's because he looks so fat and happy, like a slumbering Totoro or a Budai figure.

I'm thinking maybe during the proposed and HAPPENING (she sternly told herself) break I might hunt down one of the Pokemon Chromatics and actually give them a try - I keep saying that it's exactly the sort of game I would have been rabidly into had it been released a couple of years before it actually had been (I was already in college by that point), but due to prejudice and Previous Associations I never really let myself explore it. Also since the plan at this point is to get Kidzilla a (3?)DS and whatever edition is currently out for it for her birthday at the end of the summer, I feel like I need to catch up a bit (LRN UR HSTRY) before I start playing with her. Also I seem to remember my sister promising to send me G's old DS... hmm. I should get on her about that.

I also find it funny that I'm still firmly stuck about 5-20 years behind w/r/t gaming. I have about zero interest in the new generation consoles - hell, we only use our Wii for Netflix, which will probably stop once I figure out how/get enough scratch to hook up our blu-ray player to our wireless network. But yeah, everything I've been reading about the Xbox One has been NOPE NOPE NOPE DNW and I've been really Meh on the Wii U. I rather doubt my opinion'll be much different on the PS4, especially since I'm still not really interested in the PS3 even. Oh well.

Overall it's been a reasonably low key weekend - both kids were a little stir crazy yesterday what with the cold and the rain, so we spent part of the day at the Jones (deliver me from laissez-faire hippydippy parents not actually parenting their children - ugh), and then drove into Northampton so I could grab some thread and show off a little to the staff (the appropriate ooing and ahhing was had) and then had dinner at Sam's pizza, which both kids seemed to enjoy. After which we came home and watched "The Name of the Doctor" with Kidzilla, which, surprisingly, improved a bit upon the second watching, despite Moffat clearly Moffatting down the Moffat in a few places. I'll never forgive him for ruining River Song, man - I loved that character (and the actress!) when she was first introduced, but her plotline later... *smh* Alex Kingston deserved so much better. Well, in my ideal world, she and John Barrowman get that spin-off where they adventure around the 51st century together. I'd watch the hell out of that, I won't lie.

Vaguely toying with the idea of forming a Pioneer Valley GOC (geeks of color) discussion/meetup group. Between listening rabidly to TWiB and Nerdgasm Noire podcasts for the better part of the month, I'm discovering the lack of that going on in my life and that it's something I'd like to have happen, especially since I can count the area black gamers I know of on one hand and the ones of other non-white ethnicities on two, and that's ridiculous, there's gotta be more of us around here. I'm a little twitchy about it because I know it's something J would love to join if he heard about it, but if he also hears I'm part of it, well... That's on him, yes, I know, but I still feel bad. Meh. Still might be worth reaching out to George and Neal about it and gauging their interest level, seeing as both of them are way more connected than i am at this point. (and by connected, i've referred to both of then as the Kevin Bacons of the Valley at varying points.) The summer is for projects, right?

seems like the rain let up some today. maybe Frosty later? Maybe?
anagramofbrat: (winter holiday)
Oh man, I hate visitng Dad when the interballs is broken. Hence the no posting - while I had Squeee with me, there isn't any point in using him with no connectivity and it's annoying enough keeping up with FB and Twitter on Dad's iThings. I hate borrowing other people's computer type devices.

But yeah, it was a Thanksgiving weekend. Had it's ups, had its downs, had its surprises and moments of pure rage.

Thursday:

  • Rode down with esotericscribe early in the morning, and took the train down from his neighborhood in Queens to The House (had about $25 worth of metrocards with me that had been sitting on my desk all year - glad I remembered them!). Dad didn't bother saying hello upon my arrival, but began fussing at me for breakfast and wedding pictures. Sigh. I made him breakfast after scolding him for being chauvinistic and lazy. I also managed to catch the last half hour of the parade so I didn't have to go into full on twitch mode, but I may well torrent it tonight and watch the whole thing tomorrow morning. Traditions must be kept however they can.

  • Dinner with the family was small (half of us were missing) and by contrast quiet and civilized. It was good though. And the FOOD. Dad's housekeeper did 90% of the cooking for us, and wow. That woman can seriously make some collard greens. And turkey. And Ham. And them heathens ate an entire loaf of the pumpkin bread BEFORE we said grace.

  • We set the table really pretty too:


Friday:

  • Spent an hour on the phone with Verizon about the internet. Hopefully they send a new router this week, because that situation in there is untenable. To me anyway. Dad has cellular service on his iPad and an iPhone so honey badger don't have to care. Bah.

  • Ruthy and I had to run some financy type errands for Dad in downtown Brooklyn. In the process I got to briefly reacquant myself with Mom's actual jewelry collection (I have a fair amount of her vintage costume jewelry). Damn Mom. That lady loved herself some jewelry. Ruthy offered to let me pick out one or two things, but honestly, I have no place to really wear any of that stuff, though if I had to pick she did have some rather gorgeous Iranian filigree pieces. Or her charm bracelet - I have pretty strong memories of playing with that as a small child.

  • Ruthy also hooked me up with this holiday deliciousness:

    Sweet delicious pepparkakor nom nom nom.

  • After dealing with that pain in the ass, we went to BAM to see Lincoln. I did enjoy the movie, but I have Opinions about it. They may have to wait until a long overdue Media Consumption Post.

  • In the spirit of AAAAGH QUIT BORROWING MY PHONE Dad straight up offered to frog march me to AT&T to buy me an iPhone5. After being utterly floored by this offer, I asked him to delay it until January when I have a regular paycheck and can support a data plan. So that's gonna be my Christmas present, which means soon The Precious can finally go quietly into her retirement. I may wipe and jailbreak it and give it to Kidzilla as a music/game player. Also, I CAN GET ME ONE OF THESE SEXY SEXY CASES. Because my wallet is my ipod case and that very badly needs to be retired as well.

  • Went to sleep aggressively snuggled by Dad's cat.


Saturday:

  • Got up early, went to the store, and got eggs and potatoes for Dad's breakfast. There was one spoiled West Indian afterward.

  • Was considering going up to AMNH to visit Alejandra's spider exhibit, but couldn't get a hold of either her nor her mother in time, so instead I went up to the Garment District.

    So glad Tohoshoji is still there!Amanda (who got me into beading) and I used to go up here and get bulk bead stuff all the time. They still have decent prices too - not as much markup for a 20g box of delicas either. So now I have all five of my main colors plus a few others in good supply for now.

  • Watched Star Wars (Episode IV: A New Hope) on Spike. It had been long enough since I'd seen it that watching it again was actually fun. Kinda striking how different Mark Hamill looked between Star Wars and Empire, but car accidents'll jack your face up, alas.

  • More kitty sleeps. She snores. And kicks.


Sunday:

  • I'm usually tired of being back home after two days, let alone three, so you can imagine I was rearing to get back to MA. Except that didn't happen - I showed up at Port Authority two hours before my bus was to leave expecting some holiday craziness, but not the magnitude of crazy that greeted me there yesterday wherein no tickets were being sold or printed "until further notice" police were trying to control fourteen lines of very annoyed people and apparently none of the buses were leaving on time. I later found out that all carriers had massively oversold almost all of the departures out of new york. I waited for about four or five hours, gave up and went back to brooklyn in a state of massively thwarted anxiety. Note to self - always buy my tickets ahead of time from now on. Seriously I've travelled through Port Authority for many a Thanksgiving weekend for almost 20 years now, I had never seen or experienced anything like the zoo that was yesterday.

  • Least dad and the cat were glad to have me around for an extra evening.

  • Did laundry and watched horrifyingly bad TV while doing so, including three minutes of Liz and Dick than made me run screaming like I'd seen a moldy sandwich.


Monday:

  • Took NO chances and bought a Megabus ticket this morning. Mostly becuase they only require a confirmation number to board and you can wave an iDevice at them with it showing on the screen even. Wasn't risking having to buy OR print a ticket at Port Authority. Fuck all that noise.

  • Spoiled Dad with breakfast. Again.

  • Rather more successful in making it home this time, and while Manbeast was quite effusively glad to see me, the cats are still being hard to get little fiends. They'll forgive me eventually. I was, after all, cavorting with GASP another cat all weekend without their permission.

  • Left my iPad charger in Brooklyn. Dang it.


In beading news:
No internet in the house == I BEAD LIKE A FIEND. It's also an excellent thing to do while waiting in line for a bus ticket line that's never going to move, but hey.



It's starting to actually look like something now. And you can almost read the badge on the right.

Still got a loooooong ass way to go though. And there was a copious amount of swearing this morning when I dropped a container of beads on the dining room floor this morning. Le sigh.

2550 / 25500
(10%)


And that's my weekend.
anagramofbrat: (sing)
Yesterday was at times awesome, sad, uncomfortable, exciting and amusing. Overall, it was busy. Lots of running around to be done.

Anyway, gyn appointment was uneventful, and hopefully will remain so after the vaginapocalypse of 2010. (Okay it wasn't that bad. But colposcopies are a bitch and I do not want another one.) Other than the fact that he has to do uncomfortable things to my ladybits every so often I really like Dr. Patton. Also man, I tell you. You mention that your marital status has changed recently and you get entire offices of people in scrubs fawning all over your ass, if yesterday's and the day before's shenanigans were any indication. Wellp.

Aside though - I wonder what inspires a man to become a ladybits doctor this day and age? I'm not trying to be sexist here, though I'm aware there's a bit of bias coming through. I suppose there are lady urologists who get the same question. Really anyone, honestly - I just sorta want to walk up to folks and be all like "so, what was the moment you decided YES I WANT MY LIFE TO BE LOOKING AT PEOPLE'S JUNK ALL DAY EVERY DAY?"

For the record, I could never be a urologist. Don't get me wrong, I love your outdoor plumbing and what it does for me gentlemen (and a few ladies) but on the grand scale of all the beauty in the natural world, the male genitalia is maybe a notch or two above the duck billed platypus.

Also picked up my meds on my way home for the first time in... wow, almost a year now? Oh, medical insurance, you are wonderful. Hurray for being back in the land of $15 for a scrip instead of ten times that, and that's for a generic. We won't talk about my brand name gut pills.

Since I was super excited about getting my test beads yesterday I found a little change purse to slip the vials, needles and thread into and actually started/made a surprising amoount of progress on my test pattern while jumping various buses to and from the doctor. Between snatching beading time on the while, a bit during the opening acts at the concert (more on that later) and a little bit before bed, I got about four rows done.



I've gotten one more done since this morning and so far seeing the colors "in action" so to speak, I'm super in-love and excited.This is going to be an amazing project. It's also going to be a mind blowingly LONG project. At the rate I'm going, the fastest I can get a bead in is 50 seconds. Even if I get my pace up, once I get up to the full sized patterns, that's going to be 2.5 hours-ish per row. Yikes. Here's hoping my usual problems with attention don't kick in once I get started on the big project.

I haven't forgotten The Witch either. Been making myself work on casting her off this week during TV/movie watching tiem. It's slow, but it's happening. There will be pictures once I get one side off.

In supply news, I heard from Northampton Beadery yesterday. The Beadery prices are about in the neighborhood I'd expect after last week's online comparison shopping. A little on the high side, even, but you have to factor in a) no shipping b) local indie business. And I like them, so I'm okay with tossing them the occasional bead order instead of popping online to do it. (I'll keep delibeads bookmarked for emergencies - I was very impressed with their order turnaround.) However I apparently won't need to be placing any bulk orders for a bit because [livejournal.com profile] harinezumi went to the fucking Miyuki FACTORY yesterday. O_o Yeah, you know what, I have awesome friends.

Midway through the day I got a text from my sister, apparently sent to all of us, reminding us all to celebrate and cherish Mom's memory. She passed away eight years ago yesterday. I had a rough few moments, but mostly of the "wow... it really has been that long" variety and not of the "I miss my Mommy" sort. I mostly shook it off and went on with my day, but it did drop my sails a little bit.

After bells, I went down to Northampton with [livejournal.com profile] cell23 to see Electric Six at the Iron Horse with [livejournal.com profile] omgwtfaninja and his Manzypants. I like Electric Six well enough - not enough to call myself a super fan or anything, but I've got ten or so of their songs on semi-heavy rotation on my iPod and most of the other stuff I've heard of theirs I like. Well. While the boys say it wasn't their best live show, I enjoyed them immensely and after experiencing Dick Valentine shenanigans in person, I can kinda see what is is on which [livejournal.com profile] omgwtfaninja and [livejournal.com profile] cell23 base their "stage personas." (Example, lol.) I was kind of expecting to not recognize most of their set seeing as I don't think I've heard any of their more recent stuff, but they decided they were going to play straight through their first album and meader around in Greatest Hits territory, so it turns out that they did seven out of ten of the songs I have of theirs and all of the ones I really like. Win. Bonus to getting to watch [livejournal.com profile] cell23 and [livejournal.com profile] omgwtfaninja (who really do have the most adorable bromance I've ever seen) rock out for the entire set ([livejournal.com profile] cell23 has been complaining on twitter about how he isn't 20 anymore and Dick Valentine broke him) and getting to hang with the adorable Manzypants for a while. (oh, [livejournal.com profile] head58, not that you read LJ anymore, but Neal says hi.) And as always I left the Iron Horse with the self-admonition that I really need to get out and see more concerts. Not only do I love that particular venue, but they have a knack for booking people I actually like. Alas, I never manage to go, for whatever reason - $$ and lazy mostly. Need to fix that. Not now, obv, but down the line. Kinda like I'm always saying I need to go to the movies more too.

Still a mindfuck to me being introduced to people as [livejournal.com profile] cell23's wife. An enjoyable one, no mistake (public recognition, y'all know I love that shit), but I do wonder when and if that "Wait, what?? OH YEAH" reaction goes away.

Bah, why is it almost 1pm already? I HAVE THINGS TO DO and I haven't started any of them. >_< BAH. Oh, well, I don't need to sleep, right? :/

fffuuuccc

Dec. 2nd, 2011 03:59 pm
anagramofbrat: (to do list)
You know, I'd love to have a sick day where I could, you know, lie around and be sick, as opposed to feeling like every moment I dare to sit/lie down and do nothing the to-do list monsters threaten to rise up and eat my soul.

The sucky part about that is I've actually been remarkably productive today, despite contending with both headache and intestinal scream parade. Problem is I've been slow about it, so I'm looking at the to-do list and fretting about how little I have crossed out as opposed to how much is actually left. I realize this is on some level an anxiety thing and I should just make myself sit down and not try to use my now rare day at home to CLEAN ALL THE THINGS but that's a bit easier said than done.

Just... just FEH.

11/11/11

Nov. 11th, 2011 09:08 am
anagramofbrat: (hugs and kisses)
One of the few dates where it don't matter which side of the pond you're on, it's still right, lol. Anyone who makes wishes at 11:11 in general should make a couple of big ones today, I think.

I'd like to say something big and important about Veterans' Day, but [livejournal.com profile] elf_fu not only beat me to it, she said it far more eloquently than my caffeine deprived brain is capable of doing so I'ma just link over with a resounding Hell Yeah and a reminder to self that I need to call Dad. I need to check whether he's finished those Carnagie Deli sandwiches yet anyway.

I do not have the day off, which I'm okay with. The buses, however, are on No School Schedule, which I'm somewhat less fine with seeing as getting back across the river on Fridays is challenging enough with traffic. Tonight is the Boston run; we shall return with two short stacks to entertain for the weekend (and hopefully one Hess Truck). The only thing really on my agenda is reading to Kidzilla - during the blackout I started reading her The Graveyard Book and I'd like to at least finish that, not to mention make some progress reading Eragon as well. Also I want to find her a copy of So You Want to Be A Wizard - it's an older kid book, but if she can handle Graveyard, she should be fine with evil man-eating taxicabs prowling the streets of New York. Which they pretty much do anyway.

The Secret Sqwrrl project is getting a bit big to contain within my head at this point. I may need to go through my stacks of blank notebooks and three ring binders for one to dedicate to the project. Either than or take the excuse to make a trip to Staples - I have Things to Find Out there anyway.

Other than kiddos, I'm gonna do my best to Get Things Done this weekend - between blackouts, trips to New York, lingering sick and constant tired/lazy I've kinda fallen behind on Life and Everything. Course, playing catch up when Lil'Beast is chasing the cat trying to get her to eat handfuls of kitty treats never works out well, but I'm gonna take a shot at it nonetheless. :)
anagramofbrat: (game face)
Life is rising up to eat me alive. It sort of started a bit this week, but it's going to really kick into full on WHAT THE HELL FUCKCOCKS!! next week and will remain at a high level of OMGBIZZYBAKSON... quite probably on up until Christmas, actually. A lot of this is work, so it ultimately is a good thing in terms of my wallet. Some of it is feeding aforementioned squirrels. (Nope, not explaining yet, other than to say reading about this project a few days ago woke up an idea I had back in the dark days of actually attending Smith.) Some of it is my usual half-assed attempt at feeding plot bunnies in November like everyone else on the internet. Some of it is trips to New York that need to happen, handbell concerts and games. I hope some of it will involve a) CuteGirl b) something I STILL can't publicay squee about because it ain't official news yet. GRRR. (No, it has nothing to do with squirrels.

I'm sitting here looking at next week, and then the next two and a half months and being honestly kind of intimidated. Don't get me wrong, Holy Crap! Busy! is a lot better than me being idle to the point of trapped in an endless spiral of depressive omphaloskepsis, but still, yikes.

tl:dr, if I go all quiet for the next little while (what? it could happen!) that will be why.
anagramofbrat: (fabulous)
Yeah I know it's ass o'clock am, what am I doing up. I woke up two hours-ish ago and its a good thing I did as my iPod was out of juice and none of my alarms were set for the day. At this rate, seeing as they're gonna go off in half an hour I might as well loop through for my work day and nap when I get home.

Yesterday (it still feels like today) was pretty awesome - productive shit was accomplished around the house in terms of cleaning, although in the process I encountered Horrendous Colonies of Green Fuzz. Note to self - I need to be more vigilant about rinsing out my plastic lunch containers when I get home. But I'm perversely proud of myself - apparently it takes three instances of stealth mold attacks now to freak me out as opposed to one, so I suppose I'm getting better with that whole green fuzzy phobia. Still. Need to stay on top of the kitchen a little more cause ewwww.

We has bookshelves in our bedroom now! Lol the cat is so confused right now. She seriously doesn't know what to make of there suddenly being these odd structures she can climb into. Considering I haven't had a chance to really unpack books to fill them with yet, she's been jumping in and out of the shelves in an investigative manner for most of the afternoon. Even caught her curled up on the top shelf of one next to my manga, which was all kinds of both cute and WTF.

Midway through my morning I got pinged by [livejournal.com profile] htl_1126, who was all like O HAI I'M IN TOWN AND IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY I'M TREATING BOTH OF US TO HANGAR WINGS AND BEER. Talk about offers I cannot refuse! So out we went and indeed Wings were had. Oh God. Hangar wings. There is something about having them in the actual restaurant fresh out the kitchen that notches them up from delicious chicken crack to a near religious experience. Nothing like the 2 pound $45 ribeye steak [livejournal.com profile] cell23 had apparently, but I'm not super picky about my indulgences. Dead thing is dead thing.

I'd been facebook chatting with CuteGirl this past week since we keep being all non-proactive about getting together. Accursed lesbian sheep syndrome. Anyway she works in Amherst so I decided to wander by and say hello at the end of her shift. Ended up staying until she closed and then afterward we went to Barts for ice cream and sweet stuff and shit shooting. I had a lovely time and came home on a cloud of squee. I don't know where that's going but I'm enjoying it. Now hopefully it won't be another three months before we connect up again, but I doubt it will since we now know each other's work/game schedules. Muuuuhahahaha

It dawned on me that I've been on a meat and sugar bender since early Friday. Sheesh, no wonder I'm getting sick. Thankfully it remains a minor cold and once I quit dusting today my nose stopped running like a faucet so hopefully it'll be a short lived one as well. Can I be amused by how every time I'd go to New York for a week earlier this year [livejournal.com profile] cell23 would usually come straight down with something a couple of days later and now that he's the one gone, I'm the one all sniffly and ew? Oy.

I'm a little mad I volunteered to work today seeing as I'm nowhere near done with the housecleaning I wanted to get done and don't really feel like going in, but I like getting paid, so off I'll go in an hour. I have errands to run anyway. Still, no complaints about the weekend. None at all. :)
anagramofbrat: (got pms?)
Home today. Woke up this morning and both my intestines and uterus were having a JOLLY time inventing two-part harmony for pain. Called out, went back to sleep and had a morning of fitful dreams that involved people I know and am reasonably close to deciding it would be really fun to say horrible things about me to my face, hanging out with Hors D'oevres and Captain Elastico at a burlesque rehearsal for a show that was on my birthday instead of a week later, the cat trying to talk out of the back door to what at first was a space alien but through the miracle of dream logic turned out to be Lil'Beast in an awesome Halloween costume, and having every single thing I made last weekend and then boxed up/froze turn into containers of interestingly colored and therefore terrifying molds.

Fun morning. My lower regions seem a little better for the rest, if not exactly my head.

Have Things To Do today so I'm spending the afternoon and hopefully (caffeine and general ick feeling willing) the bit of the evening after game dealing with them. We'll see how I do...

Upswing

Sep. 14th, 2011 01:15 pm
anagramofbrat: (yay jesus)
Today is going somewhat better than earlier this week - this is the first day in at least a week where food (smelling, consuming or even just thinking about it) did not make me want to vomit immediately. 'Cause let me tell you, feeling like that and forcing yourself to eat or swallow pills despite it? Worlds and worlds of not fun. And then there was the whole thing where I couldn't tell the difference between hunger and nausea for awhile. That was fun. I'm still getting that in much smaller degrees, but I'm glad I can get some nutrition into me without it being as much of an ordeal. Especially since I have a lunch date tomorrow and I am rather looking forward to that quesadilla. But yeah, what the hell, it's like I have to re-teach my body how to eat again. Or at least convince it that the objects I keep putting into my mouth are friendly and not full of either vile poison or razor blades. Yes, I see where your brain went there, shut up.

BELLS TODAY OMG OMG OMG! Yeah, I might be a little excited about this. I mean it was nice to have an extra day in the week with no hard commitments, but I missed ringing more than I expected. This was probably subtly reinforced by the fact that I keep running into the bell choir director on the bus to work in the morning since she works at UMass. But yeah in the words of Animal, "YEAH! DING DONG!"

Come to think if it, I should send that to my bell director. ETA: also make an animated icon of Animal playing handbells.

I hope to get productive stuff done tonight after bells, but I've been coming home so wiped out/exhausted/ill that pretty much it's stagger in the door, feed the cat, nerf around on reddit for a bit, go to sleep accidentally for four hours, wake up at like 10:30, curse the wasted evening, shower up, go back to sleep until worktimes. But considering the back to school rush is well and truly over at SCCS, and the minions are doing a competent job of relieving me of retail floor duty, and I'm actually feeling marginally human instead of a zombie, who knows. But I've got a house to clean up before kidvasion on Friday and actual!work to do for Old Job that I'm getting behind on, so be nice if I could stay mostly conscious when I finally do get home tonight. Just a thought.

Icon is appropriate, due to bells being all in a church and all the music being devotional.
anagramofbrat: (responsible adult)
We won't talk about how it took me a can of NOS and until about 2:30 pm to get motivated to actually start getting productive things done. Progress is slow, but at least it's getting made. And by golly ALL THE THINGS are getting CLEANED. YES THEY ARE. RAR.

Pretty much what matters most is the stuff from outside (plants, my bike, the grill, a few other things) got brought, inside just in case. Thankfully I did find a nice big sheet of plastic to put the plants on.

The weather's been a big tease today. It started gray, the sun came out for a couple hours, and then it got grayer (this was about when I was all OKAY I'll go bring the plants in), and then it started to rain. No wind or real drama yet. I'm kinda expecting to be massively disappointed by this sto-

WTF. The ice cream truck just went by. It's RAINING you ding dong! This is, I suppose why you are driving the Ding Dong Cart! Again, I say, WTF.

Currently listening to Pandora because I'm having one of those I HAVE SIXTY BAZILLION TRACKS IN MY MUSIC LIBRARY AND I'M SICK OF ALL OF THEM attacks. Even so, the industrial mix I'm playing is largely made up of shit I own anyway. Which I find super amusing. Oh well, üntz music is food to clean to anyway.

Time to suck down NOS can #2 and get back into the terrifyingness that is our bathroom D: Okay it's not THAT bad, don't call A&E or the two British ladies in heels on me yet. But I'm starting to see how that level of nast can happen. Yeeesh.
anagramofbrat: (to do list)
Curse the gray depressing weather. A lot.

Work.

cornrow the hair. D&D was cancelled tomorrow night, so sounds like the perfect time to yarn it up.

Have at least one cleaning fit. Several parts of the house require it.

Make dinner.

Bell practice.

Ignore the internet.

Call the fam.
anagramofbrat: (game face)
Having a brain day of indeterminate weather, and dealing with it by working my way slowly around the house in terms of attacks with broom, scrub brush and if warrented, chemical concoctions. I rather like the sort of grumpy that inspires house cleaning - while it doesn't help with whatever's annoying/worrying/angering/upsetting me at least I have a reasonably clean living space by the time I'm done.

Other than a bell concert Sunday morning (which doesn't really count as it's happening before the threshold of Actual Awakeness) I seem to have a commitment free weekend coming up. I've kind of resolved to spend it in much neglected creative pursuits, such as finishing the bead project I started this time LAST year (sigh - I got 90% of it done in 2 weeks, the last 10%... fuck me) and some personal web stuff I've been avoiding. I also want to spend a little money on something sweet and strong and spend one of those evenings purposefully scrambling my neurons. I feel like the time to do that is long overdue.

So yeah, those are my goals/rewards for the week. I just have to get through the rest of it more or less in one piece and get what needs doing done in the meantime.

In random observation news, I think if someone had sat me down and flat out told me that omelette = essentially egg crepe, I might have figured out the trick to making them a lot faster.

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! ~~ Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!

Wellp, back to cleaning. Can't say it isn't the season for it.
anagramofbrat: (game face)
Having a brain day of indeterminate weather, and dealing with it by working my way slowly around the house in terms of attacks with broom, scrub brush and if warrented, chemical concoctions. I rather like the sort of grumpy that inspires house cleaning - while it doesn't help with whatever's annoying/worrying/angering/upsetting me at least I have a reasonably clean living space by the time I'm done.

Other than a bell concert Sunday morning (which doesn't really count as it's happening before the threshold of Actual Awakeness) I seem to have a commitment free weekend coming up. I've kind of resolved to spend it in much neglected creative pursuits, such as finishing the bead project I started this time LAST year (sigh - I got 90% of it done in 2 weeks, the last 10%... fuck me) and some personal web stuff I've been avoiding. I also want to spend a little money on something sweet and strong and spend one of those evenings purposefully scrambling my neurons. I feel like the time to do that is long overdue.

So yeah, those are my goals/rewards for the week. I just have to get through the rest of it more or less in one piece and get what needs doing done in the meantime.

In random observation news, I think if someone had sat me down and flat out told me that omelette = essentially egg crepe, I might have figured out the trick to making them a lot faster.

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Wellp, back to cleaning. Can't say it isn't the season for it.
anagramofbrat: (whee!!)
So this has more or less been my morning thus far:



Ah cat ownership. It seems I wake up most mornings with thoughts of murder and taxidermy in my head as I stumble downstairs to feed Her Dicktastic Majesty after she spends at least an hour of running around our room making a hot and cold running ASS of herself. Loudly. Cats do not get the concept of "I don't care if it's feed you time, let me sleep."

Today's plans - stay off the social internets (with the exception of google talk), craft the mother of all to-do lists, drink mad amounts of coffee while I still can, and make shit that needs to happen happen. You?
anagramofbrat: (whee!!)
So this has more or less been my morning thus far:



Ah cat ownership. It seems I wake up most mornings with thoughts of murder and taxidermy in my head as I stumble downstairs to feed Her Dicktastic Majesty after she spends at least an hour of running around our room making a hot and cold running ASS of herself. Loudly. Cats do not get the concept of "I don't care if it's feed you time, let me sleep."

Today's plans - stay off the social internets (with the exception of google talk), craft the mother of all to-do lists, drink mad amounts of coffee while I still can, and make shit that needs to happen happen. You?
anagramofbrat: (writing)
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My first thought was that I'd like my double to be less depressed, more functional, and more successful, but then I kinda realized that would make me in this universe kinda more miserable and resentful. So I'm opting for the other direction - I'd like the parallel universe me to kinda be the worst of the worst so I know what I could end up being like and you know, not go there.

Incidentally, there was a Neil Gaiman story that covers this, about a wedding present given to a couple that details what happens to them in a parallel universe. Always kinda made me think.

Today is an errand, cleaning, and pretend to be a functional adult sort of day. Also a "be kind to my digestion" sort, seeing as I'm still having post-travel/pax excitement issues. May be a toast and water sort of day, you know?

A main goal for this week is to do some creative stuff. I have to either do some writing, design some D&D terrain, or finish/plan my next beading project. I'm not going to aspire to all three, but that would be nice.

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!
anagramofbrat: (writing)
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My first thought was that I'd like my double to be less depressed, more functional, and more successful, but then I kinda realized that would make me in this universe kinda more miserable and resentful. So I'm opting for the other direction - I'd like the parallel universe me to kinda be the worst of the worst so I know what I could end up being like and you know, not go there.

Incidentally, there was a Neil Gaiman story that covers this, about a wedding present given to a couple that details what happens to them in a parallel universe. Always kinda made me think.

Today is an errand, cleaning, and pretend to be a functional adult sort of day. Also a "be kind to my digestion" sort, seeing as I'm still having post-travel/pax excitement issues. May be a toast and water sort of day, you know?

A main goal for this week is to do some creative stuff. I have to either do some writing, design some D&D terrain, or finish/plan my next beading project. I'm not going to aspire to all three, but that would be nice.

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!

Whee

Mar. 8th, 2011 08:35 am
anagramofbrat: (and the goddamn batman)
All around I'd call yesterday a success. Shit got paid, errands got run, three loads of laundry got did, shopping happened, dinner happened and at the end of the day there was [livejournal.com profile] cell23 and I horsing around with an overexcited Lily, which is always good for 45 minutes of straight giggling.

Oh speaking of which, I came home between errandry to find [livejournal.com profile] cell23 had left me this charming note:



Our cat, ladies and gentlemen. Now with warning labels.

Yesterday's errandry involved bidding a fond farewell to some of my Books of Greater Paganery. It's long been time for them to find newer, more interested eyes to peruse them, and the other day I put up a bunch of stuff on PBS, all of which got requested almost immediately. While I still identify as nebulously Pagan religiously, the truth of the matter is these days I seem to be a proud member of the First Church of Not Really Giving A Rat's Ass, lol. Okay that's not true either. I think it's more of an understanding between me and To Whom It May Concern that we mutually keep our distance until needed. I'm okay with this. Regarding the books, though, I'm always glad to pass something of mine on to someone who can use/love it more. And hey, PBS credits are nothing to sneeze at.

In "moar weird shit from my past rising to thwonk me in the skull" news, I report with great amusement that [livejournal.com profile] jaicat relaunched the MSFC on Facebook. Thankfully while at Stop and Shop last night I managed to quell the burning need to buy out either strawberry or red jell-o in commemoration. Regarding the MSFC, don't ask, you just had to have been there back in the days of PINE email and bored college students without social media to entertain them, so what did we do? WE ENTERTAINED OURSELVES.

Today's plan includes inhaling what strange brew of meat and vegetables [livejournal.com profile] cell23 has thrown into the crock pot and tending to items on the list that I did not get to yesterday. Apparently maintaining a consistent level of busy is a good mindset for me, as well as staying on top of where my time goes and not letting things like the Internet suck away chunks of time. Again... we'll see how far I get. :) No pressure.

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! ~~ Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!

Whee

Mar. 8th, 2011 08:35 am
anagramofbrat: (and the goddamn batman)
All around I'd call yesterday a success. Shit got paid, errands got run, three loads of laundry got did, shopping happened, dinner happened and at the end of the day there was [livejournal.com profile] cell23 and I horsing around with an overexcited Lily, which is always good for 45 minutes of straight giggling.

Oh speaking of which, I came home between errandry to find [livejournal.com profile] cell23 had left me this charming note:



Our cat, ladies and gentlemen. Now with warning labels.

Yesterday's errandry involved bidding a fond farewell to some of my Books of Greater Paganery. It's long been time for them to find newer, more interested eyes to peruse them, and the other day I put up a bunch of stuff on PBS, all of which got requested almost immediately. While I still identify as nebulously Pagan religiously, the truth of the matter is these days I seem to be a proud member of the First Church of Not Really Giving A Rat's Ass, lol. Okay that's not true either. I think it's more of an understanding between me and To Whom It May Concern that we mutually keep our distance until needed. I'm okay with this. Regarding the books, though, I'm always glad to pass something of mine on to someone who can use/love it more. And hey, PBS credits are nothing to sneeze at.

In "moar weird shit from my past rising to thwonk me in the skull" news, I report with great amusement that [livejournal.com profile] jaicat relaunched the MSFC on Facebook. Thankfully while at Stop and Shop last night I managed to quell the burning need to buy out either strawberry or red jell-o in commemoration. Regarding the MSFC, don't ask, you just had to have been there back in the days of PINE email and bored college students without social media to entertain them, so what did we do? WE ENTERTAINED OURSELVES.

Today's plan includes inhaling what strange brew of meat and vegetables [livejournal.com profile] cell23 has thrown into the crock pot and tending to items on the list that I did not get to yesterday. Apparently maintaining a consistent level of busy is a good mindset for me, as well as staying on top of where my time goes and not letting things like the Internet suck away chunks of time. Again... we'll see how far I get. :) No pressure.

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! ~~ Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!
anagramofbrat: (to do list)
*points to icon* guess what kind of day its gonna be folks?

Lets see if I can maintain the degree of productivity today as I did in NYC. Except obviously without the seven miles of pounding concrete and stairwells.

Wish me luck and a productive day, y'all.

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