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I don't feel like complete and utter balls today, and the idea of eating doesn't make me want to puke. This is kind of revelatory. Now if I could just wake up I could unleash creative and productive fury upon the world at large. This may require more coffee. And actual breakfast.
Handbell practice was so much fun last night! I think I'm going to like ringing with these people. I think I did well considering it's been a long ass while since I picked up a bell, and of course on my first day I get the C4 that's dodgy, lol. Never mind, I think I acquitted myself more than adequately.
Walked home from the church. On one hand I enjoyed the walk immensely despite being riotously crampy for uterus and intestinal reasons. On the other hand, I am painfully out of shape. Need to fix that. Anyone want to be my walking/gym buddy? I need to actually use this damn Planet Fitness membership sometime.
While having Hanzo-san grounded is immensely annoying, it does mean actually getting out there in the sunshine and walking/taking the bus if I want to get somewhere. I'm okay with this for a while, as in the HOLY CRAP I HAVE A CAR AND CAN DRIVE squee I completely lost my appreciation for car-less travel.
Netflix needs to stop tempting me with stuff. I have 110 items in my queue already, thank you, I really REALLY don't need any more.
Having these blips of domestic weirdness. Like actually wanting to grow tomatoes next year so I can make homemade sauce. Part of me is all RAH RAH DO EEET the rest of me is all like "Bitch, you KNOW how much work that shit is, you've watched Carole do it for years and you do NOT have the patience for that shit. Just get your ass down to the farmers market more often." Which may be the more sensible solution as ADD and plant care aren't a good combination. I did request a Johnny's catalog though. I've proved in the past that I can handle strawberry plants (even if they tend to get dirt mold like whoa) and I would like some green things around the house besides the one spider plant. And I was once upon a time super good at growing aloes and coleus, so we'll see. But yeah, between the plants and wanting to actually cook/bake intense complicated shit... what the hell? That's not usually me. (Also it really doesn't help that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
masteradept keeps sending me delicious looking recipes over stumbledupon. Curse you.)
Also I have characters starting to stir restlessly in their hibernation. There may be writingsplode happening soon.
All of this is good shit, really... seems like with both the angst and the anxious dropping, the creative bits of me are slowly coming back. The grumpy part is that I have a bunch of business that needs taking care of before I can devote a lot of time/energy to said creative stuff, but it's nice that the headspace finally seems to be opening up to such things. Means the head stuff is healing, which is a supremely nice thing.
I will leave you singing the praises of Wesley Crusher's sweet ass motherfucking bouffant. I haven't had a LOOKIT THIS... macro make me laugh this hard since the LeVar Burton one ages ago.
Handbell practice was so much fun last night! I think I'm going to like ringing with these people. I think I did well considering it's been a long ass while since I picked up a bell, and of course on my first day I get the C4 that's dodgy, lol. Never mind, I think I acquitted myself more than adequately.
Walked home from the church. On one hand I enjoyed the walk immensely despite being riotously crampy for uterus and intestinal reasons. On the other hand, I am painfully out of shape. Need to fix that. Anyone want to be my walking/gym buddy? I need to actually use this damn Planet Fitness membership sometime.
While having Hanzo-san grounded is immensely annoying, it does mean actually getting out there in the sunshine and walking/taking the bus if I want to get somewhere. I'm okay with this for a while, as in the HOLY CRAP I HAVE A CAR AND CAN DRIVE squee I completely lost my appreciation for car-less travel.
Netflix needs to stop tempting me with stuff. I have 110 items in my queue already, thank you, I really REALLY don't need any more.
Having these blips of domestic weirdness. Like actually wanting to grow tomatoes next year so I can make homemade sauce. Part of me is all RAH RAH DO EEET the rest of me is all like "Bitch, you KNOW how much work that shit is, you've watched Carole do it for years and you do NOT have the patience for that shit. Just get your ass down to the farmers market more often." Which may be the more sensible solution as ADD and plant care aren't a good combination. I did request a Johnny's catalog though. I've proved in the past that I can handle strawberry plants (even if they tend to get dirt mold like whoa) and I would like some green things around the house besides the one spider plant. And I was once upon a time super good at growing aloes and coleus, so we'll see. But yeah, between the plants and wanting to actually cook/bake intense complicated shit... what the hell? That's not usually me. (Also it really doesn't help that
masteradept keeps sending me delicious looking recipes over stumbledupon. Curse you.)Also I have characters starting to stir restlessly in their hibernation. There may be writingsplode happening soon.
All of this is good shit, really... seems like with both the angst and the anxious dropping, the creative bits of me are slowly coming back. The grumpy part is that I have a bunch of business that needs taking care of before I can devote a lot of time/energy to said creative stuff, but it's nice that the headspace finally seems to be opening up to such things. Means the head stuff is healing, which is a supremely nice thing.
I will leave you singing the praises of Wesley Crusher's sweet ass motherfucking bouffant. I haven't had a LOOKIT THIS... macro make me laugh this hard since the LeVar Burton one ages ago.
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Date: 2010-09-16 02:37 pm (UTC)From:Wesley Crusher and his hair.
Dead forever.
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Date: 2010-09-16 06:39 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-09-16 06:00 pm (UTC)From:Handbell? I'm new here, can you 'splain that?
Our projector busticated and now we can only netflix on our computers. Even so, we've been catching up with tons of stuff just by hanging out in bed with our laptops streaming. :)
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Date: 2010-09-16 06:34 pm (UTC)From:I'm a total size queen with bells too, so I tend to go for the big heavy ones instead of the little high tinkly ones. C4 is pretty sizable, though not the biggest I've ever rung.
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Date: 2010-09-16 09:11 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-09-17 10:43 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-09-18 12:04 am (UTC)From:http://forumcraving.com/pix/levar-burton-is-the-man-20085-1243620851-8.jpg
This is how the phrase "Glorious Bastard" entered my lexicon.
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Date: 2010-09-18 01:34 am (UTC)From:Now, there's gotta be one about Picard too, right?