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Trying to decide whether I want to jump right into starting the Next Thing or take a break for a couple of days first.

Oh, and I think the job interview went well. They want me to do next-step-in-the-process things, anyway. Keeping the fingers crossed.

Current Mood: accomplished

Wake, memorial, etc. survived and done with. That'll be a post for later after I'm done sorting through my bag of feels.

Have a job interview in a couple hours. Wish me luck.

In the tender space between the two, some bead progress.

1) The Witch is DONE. Finally.

Despite the fact that this is her second incarnation (she looks much better now than she used to, hey?) she still had things to teach me. Like the virtues of thin thread and how much I utterly loathe finishing loomed work. There are so many cracked beads along her edges from too many threads passing through it's sick. Even though the brick stitching takes a lot longer, I think ultimately it's going to end up being far better in terms of uniformity (less gaps and holes) thread passes (because broken beads mid-tapestry suck) and me tearing my hair out because I HATE finishing warp threads with the passion of a thousand fiery suns. I think i dodged a bullet not ordering the larger beadloom for the bigger projects... but get back to me when I actually have started one, am 30 rows in and am thoroughly hating it. That will happen.

Anyway, not sure what's next for her. I guess put her aside until I get some scratch, and then get her framed. Then ??? Note to self, get that Etsy shop off the ground.

Christopher Belmont has also been progressing:

Got three rows left on him. Seeing as I can now clearly see the difference between the yellow and the lime beads, I'd say that this particular test was a success... so I guess the next step is graduating to one of the full sized screenshots. Working on this piece has definitely taught me that huge blocks of a single color can either be excruciatingly boring to work on or can progress stupid quickly, seeing as there's only one color for however long and you fall into a rhythm. That considered, I want to start with a screenie that doesn't consist of a cubic fuckton of pale green, at least not right away. (Partly because I'm running lower on that color right now.) Thinking either of the two Castlevania patterns or the Tetris Dance. Leaning towards the latter, just so I won't have to do ol' Chris again quite so soon, but then again the original idea for this whole project did start with the second Castlevania shot so part of me strongly feels like I should start with it. I guess I don't have to make a final decision until the fourth row of whichever project, since they all start and end with 3 rows of solid yellow.

The other thing these little tests have taught me is that when looming I follow a codified pattern more easily than I do a picture pattern. When stitching in one bead at a time, I find I follow the picture much more easily. This could change when I make the jump to the big guys. We'll see.

Much to my annoyance I find myself in need of new needles. I snapped all of the #12s I bought in Greenfield finishing the Witch (More reasons to hate finishing). Am currently working with a #10 on Christopher; thankfully since I don't have that bead overstuffing problem thanks to thin thread and not too many passes, a slightly thicker needle seems to be holding up well, but I'm down to two thick needles and a severely bent #13 right now. Le sigh. Wellp, maybe this job'll work out and I'll have the scratch to pick up new ones from somewhere. And maybe a bead stop, so I don't have to mummify the first bead of a piece in thread. And also (insert more bead supplies here).

Speaking of job, enough bead yammer. Off to transform myself into a reasonable facsimile of a grown-up.

Current Mood: nervous

Back at work today after leaving early on Wednesday and calling out yesterday. I still don't feel exactly 100% (more like 60 at generous best) but money has to be made and it's not like I get sick time on this gig. Not that the time home was entirely a wash. The great thing about the 21st century and having a tech oriented job is that there all kinds of devices you can crawl into bed with and continue to be productive on, even if you feel like leftover poop. Which is good. I'm still playing a horrifying amount of post-holiday catchup, money-wise.

Every morning I agonize over whether to bring the Hatemonger out with me. Usually when I decide to leave him home is the day when there's something FANTASTIC to photograph, of course. Goddamn Murphy's law. This morning someone had stuck a manniquin painted and dressed to resemble to jolly green giant in the Haigis Mall bus shelter. It was so fantastically WTF that I'm going to be kicking myself for leaving the camera all day.

I've put off rereading The Hunger Games for a long ass while, despite

head58 treating me to the hardcover box set for my birthday. I guess I was terrified that it would lose something in the reread; its immediacy maybe, or my initial engagement with the characters, I don't know, I figured something would jump out at me that would make me not like it as much this time around. Since I'm falling behind on my 75 book challenge and needed something to do that wasn't staring at a screen last night (and since I haven't paid my library fines yet) I finally pulled out the first book and have been happy to find that a year and a half was about the right length of time between readings. Even though I know how it ends, it still has me quite firmly by the gonads.

People have spent so much of my life telling me I would grow to hate snow as I grew up, learned to drive, got older. I'm pleased to report that at 33.5 that has yet to become the truth. A good part of my morning indignance at being awake and moving at such an early hour was erased by the weirdly fun sensation of fresh snow creaking as it packed down under my boots.

No plans for the weekend other than finishing the recovery from this last round of uck, housecleaning, making some OJ chicken, and doing some work for job #1. Also working on Sqwrrl, as I've been neglecting that a bit this month in favor of Real Work (heh) and shoring up some gaps in my PHP knowledge. It may necessitate rewriting a fair bit of code but I think the game will be better for it. I also need to bite the bullet and start looking at books/tutorials/classes for smartphone app creation. Speaking of which, thank you for all the suggestions for Boston books.

I guess, TGIF, eh?

On the one hand, it's lunchtime and this is the first time I've gotten to sit down since getting off the bus. My feet are already screaming. On the other hand, if the traffic remains steady through the day rather than dead dead dead dead HOLY CRAP 15 PEOPLE RIGHT AT CLOSING TIME maybe I'll get out of here on time today. So it's not entirely a bad thing. Plus busy days go faster.

In completely else news, this morning was much more together than yesterday in terms of getting out of bed on time and getting morning stuff done so that's a win, even though I woke up from a strange but interesting dream wherein I was having a heart to heart conversation with someone I no longer speak to (no, not either of Them). It was weird because the conversation happened while we were trapped in a large rambling antique mansion trying to solve a murder mystery so we were wandering through all sorts of rooms and staircases that folded in on each other in Escher-esque ways (oh, dream logic) and having this intense conversation at the same time. It ended well, which was nice. Normally when real people i have beef with show up in my dreams it always devolves into screaming and waking up angsty.

Also? My brain suddenly developed an infestation of plotbunnies. We'll see whether they get exterminated by Life per usual or if the ideas actually go somewhere. If they stick around long enough, maybe I'll make another laughable crack at NaNoWriMo this year. Or as it usually works out in my case, NaNoWri48h.

I think tonight

cell23 and I are going birthday shopping for Kidzilla, since D&D is canceled. I have some plans for what I want to get her, and something I wanted to make but I got sidetracked, so it's gonna wait until Christmas. (Considering it was going to be a calendar/journal like object, it makes sense to give it to her at the turn of the new year anyway.) I'm kinda psyched about it, honestly. I remember seven being a pretty awesome year. At the same time whaaaaaaaaaaat? She's seven already? Man, the old. I has it.

Ugh, I really don't want to put my shoes back on and head back up into the computer trenches. :P No rest for the wicked, and since wicked is tattooed on my shoulder, that includes me.

Current Mood: sore but cheerful

*facepalm*

I'm getting slammed "at work" on top of my usual TOO MANY THINGS, but I'm honestly happy about it. I way prefer having too much to do than too little.

I finished The Hunger Games last night. Yes, I blew through it in an evening. It was good. Very good. Next: Kavalier and Clay.

ETA: scratch that, the rest of my book pull just arrived. Cryoburn come to meeeeeeeeeeeeeee

in Epic Fail News: A local magazine done FUCKED UP BIG TIME to the point where not only did they plagiarize, they managed to piss off The Internet. Good job. *applaud* hope that works out for you. (i'd post links, but really, just google "Cooks Source" and sit back from your monitor in case of splatter from epic clusterfuck/smackdown.)

I'm not kidding about local. The chick in question lives, like, literally up the street. I facepalm yet again.

And now, dragons.

Hopefully i can get the thunder egg safely to

kshandra tonight, and then worry about coaxing the three uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugly hatchies to grow up into their much more attractive, if still terrifying adult forms.

Hopefully i can get the thunder egg safely to

kshandra tonight, and then worry about coaxing the three uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugly hatchies to grow up into their much more attractive, if still terrifying adult forms.

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I started a ramble on why I'm rather happy about how Hey, Mr. Bossman has Rock 102 blasting out of the office stereo and has been all day, but it got seriously tl;dr. The essential points are that classic rock stations inevitably remind me of playing Rock Band, the ex (thankfully one of the few not soul-crushingly horrible ways), and the amount of time I spent with the siblings' forgotten record collections growing up. So overall it's a happy thing, though I'm all O_O that the station is now playing "Burning Down The House." Um. I'm a wee bit uncomfortable with songs that were made after my threshold of memory start being reclassified as "classic." Talk about an AAAAAAAAAGH I'M GETTING OLD moment.

In other news, glad I came in today. I am successfully hiding from the heat in my icebox of an office (though the 40 degree temperature differential is giving me the usual raging headache) and for once I'm glad last Friday's check is late considering had it gone in on time it wouldn't have reflected a full timecard. So I might actually manage to pay for my oil change tomorrow barring further financial fuckery.

Oh yeah, I brought Doctor Who with me, I should watch those - oh wait, after "Immigrant Song." AAA-AAA-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-AAAAAH!

Current Mood: pleased

Current Mood: pleased

Note to self, take Hanzo for a bath a bit more often. I had him washed the other day after captainlove fueled my car paranoia regarding undercarriage rust, and I was driving down the Pike home last night thinking my brights were on because I wasn't used to there being actual functional light coming out of my headlamps.
cell23's home from DC. Dear fates, that man can wear the fuck out of a suit. He's gonna have to hide that new pinstriped blazer from me too, cause yeah, it totally fits, hee hee hee.
Had pretty vivid emotionally icky dreams about Them again. *sigh* They're just dreams, I wake up and they're over, I shouldn't stress about it.
I hear congrats are in order? :) Super happy for you guys!
why yes I still have a CRT monitor at work. Why yes, I still get a perverse charge out of occasionally degaussing it. Why do you ask?
I'm having massive kittenlust right now. I may have to remedy this by aggressively snufuggling Bean.
a few of the above may well have been triggered by downloading the new Picasa update and playing with the face recognition algorithm in it. It's pretty good. Also I've got to get the decade's worth of pictures of That Ex off my hard drive somehow. Nothing like being confronted with a wall of her face taken at various happier times (and some not so happier) to drive a person to drink. On another, happier hand, the software's really good at picking up the drükids too... I was looking at the first Magic Wings trip folder and being surprised at how much the little one's grown up in almost a year.
Reading through all of your journals lately... wow. Looks like there's heavy shit going on. Lots of introspection, a fair amount of despair, and a determination to make things better across the board. Once again somehow I feel like I've been so busy posting all the inane surface prattle of my head and not so much what's going on underneath it, mostly because I don't want to deal with it myself, and these sorts of posts do bring that sort of thing alarmingly into focus. But for what it's all worth, for all of you struggling with Deep Emotional Shit® I salute your bravery, both in sharing it and in dealing with it.
Thinking of doing something stupid easy and silly for my next bead project. Using this for inspiration:

liamstliam posted that around New Years. It still makes me giggle. But yeah, couple vials of black grey and amber and I could definitely do a couple of VMS inspired patterns before setting off on something colorful and horribly complicated like the deer.
alas, back on the coffee bandwagon hardcore. *sigh* After yesterday's splendid Splenda digestion fail, I figure the only way I can make this okay is if I go back to drinking it black, so I am. I don't know, every year or so I try artificial sweetener, it does bad things to me, and I settle back into being the grumpy old fart in the corner that rails against its very existence.
really need to get on my sister's ass about sending me my damn sneakers. GYM NEEDS TO HAPPEN GODDAMN IT. Like seriously depending on how much of a check I get this week I may suck it up and order a new pair. In, like, purple or something just so I don't feel stupid about having two pairs of the same damn sneaker.
There is a noise in the heater pipes at work today that is not entirely unlike the sound a rhinoceros might make if you fed it ass first into a wood chipper: GRIND GRIND VARIABLE PITCH HOWLING GRIND GRIND CRUNCH HOWL GROWL GRIND. I seriously doubt this is what is in fact happening, as while I've seen some odd wildlife down here in Westfield, rhinos thankfully haven't been on the list. Still, I'd love to know what the hell is going on down in the basement... it's making the concentrations difficult to say the least.

Meh, that's my life right now.

Current Mood: listless

Note to self, take Hanzo for a bath a bit more often. I had him washed the other day after captainlove fueled my car paranoia regarding undercarriage rust, and I was driving down the Pike home last night thinking my brights were on because I wasn't used to there being actual functional light coming out of my headlamps.
cell23's home from DC. Dear fates, that man can wear the fuck out of a suit. He's gonna have to hide that new pinstriped blazer from me too, cause yeah, it totally fits, hee hee hee.
Had pretty vivid emotionally icky dreams about Them again. *sigh* They're just dreams, I wake up and they're over, I shouldn't stress about it.
I hear congrats are in order? :) Super happy for you guys!
why yes I still have a CRT monitor at work. Why yes, I still get a perverse charge out of occasionally degaussing it. Why do you ask?
I'm having massive kittenlust right now. I may have to remedy this by aggressively snufuggling Bean.
a few of the above may well have been triggered by downloading the new Picasa update and playing with the face recognition algorithm in it. It's pretty good. Also I've got to get the decade's worth of pictures of That Ex off my hard drive somehow. Nothing like being confronted with a wall of her face taken at various happier times (and some not so happier) to drive a person to drink. On another, happier hand, the software's really good at picking up the drükids too... I was looking at the first Magic Wings trip folder and being surprised at how much the little one's grown up in almost a year.
Reading through all of your journals lately... wow. Looks like there's heavy shit going on. Lots of introspection, a fair amount of despair, and a determination to make things better across the board. Once again somehow I feel like I've been so busy posting all the inane surface prattle of my head and not so much what's going on underneath it, mostly because I don't want to deal with it myself, and these sorts of posts do bring that sort of thing alarmingly into focus. But for what it's all worth, for all of you struggling with Deep Emotional Shit® I salute your bravery, both in sharing it and in dealing with it.
Thinking of doing something stupid easy and silly for my next bead project. Using this for inspiration:

liamstliam posted that around New Years. It still makes me giggle. But yeah, couple vials of black grey and amber and I could definitely do a couple of VMS inspired patterns before setting off on something colorful and horribly complicated like the deer.
alas, back on the coffee bandwagon hardcore. *sigh* After yesterday's splendid Splenda digestion fail, I figure the only way I can make this okay is if I go back to drinking it black, so I am. I don't know, every year or so I try artificial sweetener, it does bad things to me, and I settle back into being the grumpy old fart in the corner that rails against its very existence.
really need to get on my sister's ass about sending me my damn sneakers. GYM NEEDS TO HAPPEN GODDAMN IT. Like seriously depending on how much of a check I get this week I may suck it up and order a new pair. In, like, purple or something just so I don't feel stupid about having two pairs of the same damn sneaker.
There is a noise in the heater pipes at work today that is not entirely unlike the sound a rhinoceros might make if you fed it ass first into a wood chipper: GRIND GRIND VARIABLE PITCH HOWLING GRIND GRIND CRUNCH HOWL GROWL GRIND. I seriously doubt this is what is in fact happening, as while I've seen some odd wildlife down here in Westfield, rhinos thankfully haven't been on the list. Still, I'd love to know what the hell is going on down in the basement... it's making the concentrations difficult to say the least.

Meh, that's my life right now.

Current Mood: listless

Late to work commuting in snow hahahahawoooo.
I love how I managed to go from almost nada to do at work to fantastically behind in a week. I <3 web development. And by <3 I mean it causes me pain. Extra paycheck though this month, so checking my bank balances was not wince worthy this morning.
Out to lunchies at the Tavern with htl_1126. Got 365 out of the way in the process:
Got Hanzo's oil changed and poked through with a fine tooth comb. Enginewise, Hanzo's in fantastic shape to the tune of he's hit 100K and I do NOT need the usual huge ass amount of maintenance due at that point. But I got the quote on the various issues with my left front wheel... Ouch, it's gonna be about $800 worth of work. Goddamn Westfield potholes bash them good.
I think my favorite time to drive is what I've started calling "heading into the blue." Love me some dusk.
Came home, sat on the couch and spent the next six and change hours attacking my head with a vengeance. Two huge tribbles and a thorough scrubbing later and...

As predicted I have a little Wanda Sykes froliciousness going. Honestly I don't really like it, since I'm really not cosy with having short hair like ever, but I'm really glad the dreads are out, and this will grow out soon enough.

Meanwhile I need a big old thing of cholesterol again. It's so weird I can get my fingers through it again. Whoa.

Anyway, I gotta go glomph a man before both of us leave town tomorrow.

Current Mood: tired

Late to work commuting in snow hahahahawoooo.
I love how I managed to go from almost nada to do at work to fantastically behind in a week. I <3 web development. And by <3 I mean it causes me pain. Extra paycheck though this month, so checking my bank balances was not wince worthy this morning.
Out to lunchies at the Tavern with htl_1126. Got 365 out of the way in the process:
Got Hanzo's oil changed and poked through with a fine tooth comb. Enginewise, Hanzo's in fantastic shape to the tune of he's hit 100K and I do NOT need the usual huge ass amount of maintenance due at that point. But I got the quote on the various issues with my left front wheel... Ouch, it's gonna be about $800 worth of work. Goddamn Westfield potholes bash them good.
I think my favorite time to drive is what I've started calling "heading into the blue." Love me some dusk.
Came home, sat on the couch and spent the next six and change hours attacking my head with a vengeance. Two huge tribbles and a thorough scrubbing later and...

As predicted I have a little Wanda Sykes froliciousness going. Honestly I don't really like it, since I'm really not cosy with having short hair like ever, but I'm really glad the dreads are out, and this will grow out soon enough.

Meanwhile I need a big old thing of cholesterol again. It's so weird I can get my fingers through it again. Whoa.

Anyway, I gotta go glomph a man before both of us leave town tomorrow.

Current Mood: tired

So far I've only got one complaint about Planet Fitness, and that's the locker room. Particularly its olfactory effect. It smells like carpet and burnt plastic and all the asses that make up the population of a small country overlaid with the finest heirloom flower scents available from the flavor mills in New Jersey. To sum up, Floral Butt Surprise. Aside from that, I think I'm going to rather enjoy dragging myself off to the gym on a regular basis again. It's sort of a well timed decision - I actually stepped on the scale while I was there. Oy. Body by 7-11 indeed.

I went to work! And did work type things! And it was good! Never mind the bit where I somehow completely missed the exit for the Pike and ended up mired in Baystate construction in Springfield for half an hour trying to turn around... *ahem* Still getting used to Hanzo-san - I don't know if it's because he's lower to the ground, or old, or what but 60mph feels like I'm speeding. Except I know I'm not, because everyone else on the damn highway passes me. Grrrr. I'm sure that will resolve itself as we get used to each other.

I think the real nice thing about actually having to go to work is that I get to get my ass up and out the door, driiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive (I still love doing it), be productive in ways I can't be in front of my own damn computer, driiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive again, and then have that lovely "ahhh home" feeling when I pull in the driveway at the end. Course it would be nicer if my room weren't an utter filth pit right now *sigh* Hopefully I'll have the wherewithall to clean it some after a long hot shower... then again, it may instead be a good night to zone out and warcrack. Decisions...

Current Mood: peaceful

Current Mood: peaceful

before I forget to mention, thank you

_kyri for pointing me in the direction of a suitable "I'M COVERED IN BEES" icon. It will be used and made my squishy.

Also testing something with this entry. We'll see if it works.

Not much else to report other than it was another miserable hot day, and true to fear, the productivity jag didn't last. I'm attempting to make up for this this evening. However much was made up for by getting to play with a five week old baby for a little while. Gods... you really do forget how tiny humans start out being when you don't see them for a while.

Today also included successful endeavors in the iced tea making and applesauce improvement areas.

We'll see about tomorrow.

Current Mood: blah

before I forget to mention, thank you

_kyri for pointing me in the direction of a suitable "I'M COVERED IN BEES" icon. It will be used and made my squishy.

Current Mood: blah

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