Girl You're a Beauty But I'm No Beast, I've Got a Little Contract Right Here...
I tell you, it has been all about the Meat lately.
When did I get so incredibly boring? Ah well.
SSDD*, for the most part. Followed by a swift SOWISA**. I stripped the living room walls of my stuff this morning, almost done stripping my bedroom walls. Now it's just the stuff I put up high - my Xenogears doujinshi, my Stand character sketches and cover art prints, and my ship signs. My grandfather was once a harbor master, and I've a bunch of neat nautical things. Including some rather old signs from ships. They're wooden and hand painted and I'm so glad I grabbed them.
It's miserable and I'm sick and in pain, but I'm getting things done. I keep needing to take little breaks, but that's alright. It's only 8:30, I've been up and productive for a few hours already. And somehow managing to run on no caffeine and very little nicotine. And have managed not to turn into a raging bitch. I'm very impressed with myself, though I think I'm just too frazzled and tired to be angry or mean. Even when attempting to break free of a terrible chemical dependency, I'm still too emotionally lazy to be terribly upset.
Sometimes I think what husband_brother calls patience is really just emotional sloth.
Also need batteries for my camera. I've been terrible with taking pictures of things, and we were bemoaning the fact that we have no real pictures of us. Other than in cosplay. And while we have nothing against cosplay pictures - quite the opposite! - we just don't feel that Haruka and Sugino are quite the photographic representation of us we'd like to rely on.
I need to go out and finish bagging clothes and washing blankets and crap.
I wish my brain was working. I really want to write a little RP companion piece involving the kids and Doom Cricket. Or possibly The Conversation.
I kind of miss Doom Cricket....
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*Same Shit, Different Day
*Strap On Whenever It Seems Appropriate
When did I get so incredibly boring? Ah well.
SSDD*, for the most part. Followed by a swift SOWISA**. I stripped the living room walls of my stuff this morning, almost done stripping my bedroom walls. Now it's just the stuff I put up high - my Xenogears doujinshi, my Stand character sketches and cover art prints, and my ship signs. My grandfather was once a harbor master, and I've a bunch of neat nautical things. Including some rather old signs from ships. They're wooden and hand painted and I'm so glad I grabbed them.
It's miserable and I'm sick and in pain, but I'm getting things done. I keep needing to take little breaks, but that's alright. It's only 8:30, I've been up and productive for a few hours already. And somehow managing to run on no caffeine and very little nicotine. And have managed not to turn into a raging bitch. I'm very impressed with myself, though I think I'm just too frazzled and tired to be angry or mean. Even when attempting to break free of a terrible chemical dependency, I'm still too emotionally lazy to be terribly upset.
Sometimes I think what husband_brother calls patience is really just emotional sloth.
Also need batteries for my camera. I've been terrible with taking pictures of things, and we were bemoaning the fact that we have no real pictures of us. Other than in cosplay. And while we have nothing against cosplay pictures - quite the opposite! - we just don't feel that Haruka and Sugino are quite the photographic representation of us we'd like to rely on.
I need to go out and finish bagging clothes and washing blankets and crap.
I wish my brain was working. I really want to write a little RP companion piece involving the kids and Doom Cricket. Or possibly The Conversation.
I kind of miss Doom Cricket....
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*Same Shit, Different Day
*Strap On Whenever It Seems Appropriate