anagram of brat

( Medical drama involving girlparts. Cut for the squeamish. )

So yeah, I'm crampy, sore and uncomfortable and pretty much cursing my defective meat. I'm also not really okay above the neck. ( This time cut for b'awww )

I'm going to go to bed with a book and ignore the HOLY GODS WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME cramping happening below the belly button.

Why do things I want go on sale and/or come back in stock in my size whenever I don't have money??? *wail*

That's all, we now return you to your regularly scheduled livejournal bitching.

It seems any time I've had more than half an hour to kill in between the end of one event and the beginning of another, I've ended up at the Haymarket cooling my heels in the downstairs. This is probably solely because they have wireless. And yummy potable things. I currently sit here with a contraption strapping a hard drive to my waist and all kinds of pick-up patches taped to the front of me and all of this covered somewhat ineffectually by my big black hoodie. I'd best not go near any major government buildlings this afternoon - they'll think I'm a terrorist. As if, you know, being black weren't enough of a red flag.

The fact that I got up at 5am is catching up to me in the form of a creeping exhaustion and a slightly black mood. Thankfully both the deadlines for liquid and solid food have passed, so I feel entirely more human after a latte and a banana chocolate chip muffin. The mood persists, and I find my head in dark places I don't particularly like. Namely regarding a whole hell of a lot of files on my computer that I could completely fuck a few people over with. Not that I would, more out of a concern for personal repercussion rather than any sort of moral fortitude, but sweet jesus I'm sickly amused by how much some people's existences ride on me not being a dick. *sigh* Its one of those days where I wish I were less of a wimp and more of a bitch - not so that I could do the things that I'm implying, but so that I never would be placed in the mindset to consider such possibilities.

French seems to be the theme for the day, as they're playing Edith Piaf right now. I saw La Vie en Rose recently on Netflix, it was quite good, not to mention I discovered that I quite like her music. May have to rustle up some CDs at some later point.

Nuke put the bank wire through, so I will be plunking down the monies for Hanzo-san on Monday and probably spending Tuesday wrangling paperwork. I have no idea how long all of this is supposed to take, but the idea that there will be a lump of metal in the driveway that belongs to me by sometime next week is incredibly exciting. On the same level of exciting is the idea that I'll finally be able to make it back into the office on a regular basis again. I love having the option of working remotely, but I hate actually doing it. I have enough trouble focusing to get shit done at the actual office. I look forward to reclaiming that separation between worktiem and hometiem.

I spent a glorious evening last night distracting myself from the lack of solid food (couldn't eat anything after 5pm) with about six hours of straight warcracking. I rolled a belf mage on Durotan this time around - brand new server, somewhat new race (I've done belfs before, but only up to level 11 or so), and a completely new to me class. I'm enjoying it rather immensely. I'm also taking the time to work through the Ghostlands instead of jumping to Tirisfal or the Barrens at the first opportunity, since it's a zone I haven't seen very much of before now. It had been so long since I'd played before now that I actually notice bits of where the game mechanics have changed and have it totally thow me off for a little while. At the same time, I'm also noticing bits that have improved since I left and came back. They had just barely put in achievements when I stopped playing, it's been kind of a trip randomly earning them as I level up a new character. I'm also rather tickled that they now reward you for my asstarded need to uncover every inch of the map in a particular zone before leaving it. I'm also amused, as usual, by Brewfest. I don't generally do holiday quests, but I do love the random game decoration for it. I also did a little reading up on the expected changes for Cataclysm. Looks like they're FINALLY overhauling Azeroth so that endgamers don't totally abandon it. Also it's nice to have a place change a bit in... how long has warcrack been running now? sixish years? I'm a little sad that they're destroying Auberdine though... Lot of memories tied up in that place. (Yes I know it's not real, shut up, I can still be sad about it. Hell I still miss Vancouver 2081, okay?)

All indications say to go get your pumpkins early this year, so I'm hoping to get a few over the weekend and probably decorate them with sharpie until it's time to carve em. Seems like the people upstairs from me never use the back steps, so I'm thinking of putting a couple small jacks out there. I'm also royally annoyed - seems I lost the good pumpkin carving kit I was given in the Implosion. Gonna have to replace that.... I can only wonder what else of mine is missing that I haven't discovered yet. I'm already pissed that I ended up tag-saling the purple rope lights and my copy of the extended Fellowship of the Ring. Le Sigh.

I have been trying for the very life of me to remember how I first learned to read music, and I can't. I know I picked it up about the same time I learned how to actually read, but I don't really remember how. I'm guessing Mom must have taught me at some point when I was trying to make the horrid noises I would make come out of her baby grand make some kind of sense instead of just being noise (she used to push my high chair up to the piano and let me have at) but I don't remember the how or when or anyone showing me where the hell middle C was or what the hell ever. Also note to self - must find power cord to keyboard tonight or tomorrow. I'm starting to get bit by the music bug again. Might be all the rock band and Karaoke.

When did hanging with Kidzilla and Mr. Lovebug become one of the highlights of my fortnight? *chuckle* Man, if I knew I was that starved for anklebiters to play with on a regular basis, I would have taken up babysitting as a side racket a while ago. Also note to self, once I'm mobile I need to trek out to the Stronghold one weekend very soon. Many reason for this, one being that Celia and Gwennie are highly entertaining when mugging for the camera.

Thinking of one last large ticket item for the end of this year if I can afford it. Not sure whether it should be an xbox w/rock band (now that I've figured out the sound bug on my TV) or a new laptop. Course, I've read more than one thing predicting ULTIMATE DESTINY APOCALYPSE this winter, so maybe I'll be a tad too busy being all like "oh god oh god We're gonna die" lol. Well, if I gotta get stuck somewhere this winter, at least I'm doing it within spitting distance of people I like. One month in and definitely no regrets on where I chose to move yet.

Two and a half more hours of this... Bored now, headachy, and want to go home and fall over. Feh. Maybe I'll go see what these folk have by way of salad. A banana chocolate chip muffin, though delicious, does not a lunch make.

Goose out.

in no particular order, today I...

• got my insurance quote for the year. Looks like Webber&Grinnell's offering the best price right now. Still, 2K just to insure the car... *whine* Explain to me why i need to drive again? Oh yeah, office in Westfield. And I really like doing it. I mean, goddamn... a crack habit would be cheaper. *whine moar* More reasons to quietly curse my mother for not letting me take driver ed in high school.
  
  
• managed to get through the first half of today with a killer headache. Coffee and a nap upon returning home fixed this but christ, when I got back it was bad enough to have me in tears.
  
  
• Worked. Ugh.
  
  
• cranked about the state of the house, especially my room; it's something of a cesspit, and I never really got up the wherewithall to clean it. Pretty much all I was up to doing today was getting the chicken made, which turned out fine because it came out delicious. I think the secret to getting it absolutely perfect was using actual onion instead of onion powder. Must remember that for future reference. And it was pretty cool hanging with Chris, jaicat and veestah tonight, epecially since the evening involved telling stories, Mario Kart, and trooping outside to see a satellite flare. Thank you, Chris, for leaving me the web site that predicts when and where they are, too, that was WICKED cool, and I will be doing that again. Really need to see if I can find my old telescope when I head back to NYC, this place is pretty damned awesome for stargazing and associated things. May have to take up a bit of an astronomy habit.
  
  
• had two massive(ly hilarious) text message FAILs today. Upon being asked what was for dinner by jaicat, I texted back "Orange juice children, rice and peas." The second one was me texting cell23 "Got plenty left over. want me to wrap up a slave for you?" ("slave" and "plate" are both 7-5-2-8-3.) I think I'm done texting until sleep and more coffee are had.
  
  
• Do any of you Squillage folk by any chance have a can of WD40? I got the curtain brackets up for the front window, but the rod's stuck at too-short.
  
  
• Wrapped up the day heading over to cell23's to bring him the aformentioned slave/plate (shut up) and to hang a little with the kids before they went to bed; had a lot of fun showing them the pictures from last week on my iPod and showing them how to flick and zoom through them. I found it super hilarious that after being shown how it worked, instead of using his own hand, Mr. Lovebug instead picked up my hand and used my finger to move through the pictures for him. Also grabbed a little chill time with cell23 after they went to bed, which was pretty awesome as I hadn't seen him since Monday.
  
  
• Have Boobyhaven to myself for the second night in a row, due to Cara being stuck in Vermont, and, due to nap earlier, am only marginally sleepy. I'm thinking shower, WoW, Soup, clean and work.
  
  
  
• ETA: Timberland.com will allow you to custom build your boots. OMG COVET COVET WANT COVET WANT!

I'm still in that lovely fake it 'til you make it stage of adulthood. It'll be nice when I get to "no, really, I know what I'm doing."

Just woke up from a six hour nap. Sleep cycle = borked.

in sight, tying the loose ones, and making them meet... yeah, that's pretty much the theme of the day.

It's been a long exhausting stressful day, and there are miles to go before I stop. Like seriously, I'm not going to get back to Brooklyn until 2am. At least I will get there - there was a while today where I was afraid I wouldn't, which is why cell23 and Cara are my personal Lords and Saviors today.

This is the last time I'm going to get assraped by my own money stupidity. Like for serious, full on Scarlett O'Hara "as god is my witness" and everything. I spent the morning over at BoA and Umass5 seeing what I can get done about the crap eating me and whatever crap I try to save alive. As an aside, my credit score? not horrible. I mean, it ain't great either, but I was expecting it to be completely fucked up. Instead it's rather squarely average, much to my pleasant surprise. Maybe I will own property at some point in my life, lolz. Anyway, while this did nothing for the shit stressing me today specifically, I am pleased to report that before I return to MA my credit card will have a zero balance, and the last loose end between me and sundart will be tied up. Cause you know... I'd rather owe Umass 5 money than either of them right now. That said, if anyone in the valley has to deal with Bank of Assrape-ica? Go to the main Street branch and ask for Tom. I've dealt with him on and off since my account was with Bay Bank, and he is fantastic.

So yeah, money blows right now. Thankfully, it will not blow for very long, but this is sort of the final dose of chakabuku needed for me to really fucking do something about it. Cause this shit? no. No no no no no. And how about a big load of no? I don't need this kind of stress. So yeah, money was pretty much the entire FML part of my day. Oh that, and missing the 5pm bus to NY. Hence the above bit about not getting to Brooklyn until 2am. It might be even later, depending on traffic. And the real bitch? I don't want to leave at all. Have I mentioned FML?

Too much heat and driving today, and I am dead tired right now and cranky and well nigh ready to never go near a steering wheel again. (We will be dead asleep on the entire bus ride down, Preciousssss.) But there is some good news, and the driving was in a very good cause. (BTW - I set the odometer in the Yaris when I rented it - I drove 385 miles this week!) It looks indeed like Cara and I will either end up in Lantern (though not, hilariously, in the unit across from cell23), or in an adorable 2nd floor place in a house on Meadow Street. No Gunpoint, lol. I'm kinda leaning towards the place on meadow, as it's convenient for both of our nefarious porpoises, but for obvious reasons wouldn't mind Lantern either. So we're putting in our applications for both. (Lance @ Kamins, btw? Great guy.) The Meadow Street house is open Sep 1, Lantern could go either way. So we'll see. But it's a step closer to me coming the hell back home, and that's enough to make it... i don't know. Real? Real enough. There's an end in sight, and that's what matters to me. I'll be back where I belong by the fall, which, considering I still think in school terms, has always felt like the beginning of the year anyway, so it all feels rather appropriately timed.

I don't know... this trip in particular was such a mixed bag of good and bad, and there was just no in between anywhere, the bits that were good were very very good, and the bits that were bad... ugh. There was a point or two just today where I very nearly ended up in tears. But for all that... again, I will say, being stressed the hell out here >>>>> being stressed the hell out in NY. Quite possibly because finding someone to pet your head and give you a neck rub is a wee bit easier on this end, lol. Still... I think there were things I had to kinda learn, realize and deal with this week that I wouldn't have otherwise. All part of the journey I suppose. Bumps in the road are to be expected. Especially after a long hard mental winter. You know. Potholes.

Six more weeks at most... and at the other end, my job, gothic flail nights, karaoke, svoi, a cute roomie and someone who still surprises the red spicy hell out of me with how much he loves me....

*deep breath* I can so do this.

I dislike being hit in the communcation cortex. It makes me ornery.

Yesterday, amid various and sundry slow internet issues, EPEEN BSOD'ed. Restarting it went to chkdsk, indicating a dirty volume, provoking much sighing and stalking off to play through a couple decks of Set to calm myself down. When it got through and Windows started up again, Pidgin refused to load. It woud draw the buddy list window and then "Pidgin has encountered a problem and needs to close. NO IMS FOR YOU." Looks like I'm stuck using Meebo until I can take a few minutes to paw through the registry and reinstall.

This afternoon my phone started acting up. First of all it's been shutting down spontaneously all week. Today it froze when I tried to send a text message. After scratching my head, I managed to get it shut down and rebooted. Then while diving for an incoming call from cell23, it froze again and wouldn't come back.

GREAT TIMING, I'd like to mention. *fume*

I needed to get out of the house anyway, so I went to the AT&T service center in Manhattan, which is entirely staffed by hot black techies. Every cloud has a silver lining I suppose. Unfortunately, they pronounced my phone dead at 5:56PM EST. Alas, they do not actually sell cellys there, so back on the train with me, where I went to the AT&T store around the corner from the House and picked up this new blue thing that I'm not quite sure I like yet. Oh yeah, did I mention these folks kicked my free upgrade option back six months when I got my phone line severed from Stacey's account? So I had to pay the early upgrade fine on top of the phone. Fuckers. So now I'm back under contract to AT&T for two years. Oh the fuck well. I had no interest in switching anyway. Silver lining #2 - apparently I'd never set my old phone to store new numbers to the phone rather than the sim card. So I didn't actually lose any of my #s. Woot. Also we likeses the qwerty keyboard.

Maybe I should go off the grid for a bit. I have been feeling a bit of the communication overload lately. I just don't really like being forced off, you know?

Plans for the evening include phone setup (here's hoping I can force my bluetooth thingie to work one more time), Season #2 of South Park, The Soup, and HATING EVERYTHING.