there's somethin to knowin
Hey LJ,
For starters, I am winning forever at my new job. There really isn't much to report except that I've become very comfortable around the people in my office and I'm kicking ass. All around happy news, but there is something weird I'm curious about: I feel like I've become more serious, it's more difficult to come up with things to say in crowds, and I wonder if the change in my lifestyle has affected my personality slightly. I'm very aware of the ebb and flow of my being, mind and personality, so it could certainly just be a phase I'm in. Still, I can't help but wonder if it's exercising my right brain too much.
One interesting thing I've noticed is that alcohol has a fairly drastic effect. Tipsiness sends my mind into a very different and foreign-feeling place. Words and ideas flow completely freely, which is a fantastic feeling. I sort of wish I could achieve that more easily without alcohol, though. Tasty, tasty alcohol. The odd thing is how drastic it feels. It's like I go from 0 to 60 after a few drinks. It's odd.
The Grilled Cheese Invitational
...was just as fun as last year's, and better run. For whatever reason, the 50-person lines of yesteryear were gone, replaced by groups of people bum rushing the tables where the delicious grilled cheese lay. I don't really remember all of what I had, but there seemed to be a lot more sweet sandwiches than I remember. The Charlie Sheen sandwich was pretty fucking awesome, too. It had Tiger's Blood aka jelly, powdered sugar and was scrumptious. At some point, dessert sandwiches stop being grilled cheese sandwiches and start being piles of strawberries with a small slice of bread somewhere in there. It is a dangerous line to walk, but those enterprising cooks did it with style and grace.
Sherwood
Sherwood this year was pleasant. It was a mild day and our small adventuring group spent a few hours meandering around people-watching and showing off our sexy outfits. fractallia played a fishing game, a few of us did jousting, and we visited for quite a long time with kulilinei and knighthorse. There were cupcakes, an onion-eating jester, and wesbante and I played a friendly games of chess in which he may or may not have won control of certain parts of my body.
Musing on my Body
Speaking of... Having hit my goal weight, it's very interesting to watch it fluctuate up and down. I seem to oscillate between 137 and 147 on a fairly regular basis. At this point, I am happy with the way I look and feel, although I'm finding that I still can't eat carbs in high quantities. It's an ongoing process of finding out what a good balance is for me. I've also started working out to try and build a little bit of muscle, so that has been having an effect as well.
Vivid Indian Sex Dream
I had a weird sex dream a while back wherein I travelled to India (or some country that looks like India looks in the moving pictures) with three women. Evidently, all four of us were some kind of spies, because I remember having a suspicion all throughout the dream that eyes were on me. I was a master of disguise, so it made things alright.
First, I remember travelling as an American tourist through the airport with one of the women. We pulled a Craig (aka slipped into the airport bathroom), and I quickly changed my outfit to be some kind of weird priest wearing a bright blue bathrobe with oversized pockets and a hood.
We made our way through a market that felt tall and crowded even though there were very few people in the streets. We went into a stall where I admired a pair of frilly blue panties, and then evidently walked out with them. It wasn't until later in a different shop that I realized what I had done, and asked the person behind the tall counter if I could pay for them. She started to make fun of me and my inability to do simple math, and so I made a bad-luck-sign with both of my hands and left.
Outside in the street, I heard a loud rush of wind and looked back to see a tempest blowing the stall down. The girl and I ran, austensibly to avoid the inevitable mob of angry people that might follow, and found ourselves in an empty building together, where we stripped each other and had what can only be described as furtive, kinky sex. The end :D
Random Thoughts
For all of their military and industrial uses, walkie talkies have a very cutsie name.
After watching the severe amount of pipe weed that fantasy character smoke, I finally understand what makes it "high" fantasy.
The Lady of the Lake is a marsh mistress.
Sometimes when it comes to tabletop gaming, it seems like the Intelligence stat should be renamed to Hintelligence.
A Tranny fashion faux paux is also sometimes known as a Tran Wreck.
If a girl writes web code with you is she your Perlfriend?
If a girl lifts weights with you is she your Curlfriend?
How difficult do you think it is to find two laywers with the same last name? It seems like people somehow manage to do it all the time. It's a statistical anomaly.
Tweezers are wishbones for superhumans.
Why do botanists always date scrubs?
"I like to have a large volume of sex," could have one of any number of meanings.
Would it be weird for gods to materialize and have sex with mortals? don't you think they might be rather awkward at that whole interpersonal communication thing?
And another thing. What's comparative religion? Doesn't that sounds like "my religion could beat up your religion"?
Things you never knew about service jobs
Plumbers will plunge you into a world of pleasure.
Electricians will electrify your senses.
Cable guys will screw it in nice and tight.
Pizza guys always deliver it nice and hot.
Waiters always serve it just the way you like.
Painters always use protection.
Mechanics are masters under the hood.
Janitors keep it soapy.
I'm sure there are more, but I can't think of them right now.
For starters, I am winning forever at my new job. There really isn't much to report except that I've become very comfortable around the people in my office and I'm kicking ass. All around happy news, but there is something weird I'm curious about: I feel like I've become more serious, it's more difficult to come up with things to say in crowds, and I wonder if the change in my lifestyle has affected my personality slightly. I'm very aware of the ebb and flow of my being, mind and personality, so it could certainly just be a phase I'm in. Still, I can't help but wonder if it's exercising my right brain too much.
One interesting thing I've noticed is that alcohol has a fairly drastic effect. Tipsiness sends my mind into a very different and foreign-feeling place. Words and ideas flow completely freely, which is a fantastic feeling. I sort of wish I could achieve that more easily without alcohol, though. Tasty, tasty alcohol. The odd thing is how drastic it feels. It's like I go from 0 to 60 after a few drinks. It's odd.
The Grilled Cheese Invitational
...was just as fun as last year's, and better run. For whatever reason, the 50-person lines of yesteryear were gone, replaced by groups of people bum rushing the tables where the delicious grilled cheese lay. I don't really remember all of what I had, but there seemed to be a lot more sweet sandwiches than I remember. The Charlie Sheen sandwich was pretty fucking awesome, too. It had Tiger's Blood aka jelly, powdered sugar and was scrumptious. At some point, dessert sandwiches stop being grilled cheese sandwiches and start being piles of strawberries with a small slice of bread somewhere in there. It is a dangerous line to walk, but those enterprising cooks did it with style and grace.
Sherwood
Sherwood this year was pleasant. It was a mild day and our small adventuring group spent a few hours meandering around people-watching and showing off our sexy outfits. fractallia played a fishing game, a few of us did jousting, and we visited for quite a long time with kulilinei and knighthorse. There were cupcakes, an onion-eating jester, and wesbante and I played a friendly games of chess in which he may or may not have won control of certain parts of my body.
Musing on my Body
Speaking of... Having hit my goal weight, it's very interesting to watch it fluctuate up and down. I seem to oscillate between 137 and 147 on a fairly regular basis. At this point, I am happy with the way I look and feel, although I'm finding that I still can't eat carbs in high quantities. It's an ongoing process of finding out what a good balance is for me. I've also started working out to try and build a little bit of muscle, so that has been having an effect as well.
Vivid Indian Sex Dream
I had a weird sex dream a while back wherein I travelled to India (or some country that looks like India looks in the moving pictures) with three women. Evidently, all four of us were some kind of spies, because I remember having a suspicion all throughout the dream that eyes were on me. I was a master of disguise, so it made things alright.
First, I remember travelling as an American tourist through the airport with one of the women. We pulled a Craig (aka slipped into the airport bathroom), and I quickly changed my outfit to be some kind of weird priest wearing a bright blue bathrobe with oversized pockets and a hood.
We made our way through a market that felt tall and crowded even though there were very few people in the streets. We went into a stall where I admired a pair of frilly blue panties, and then evidently walked out with them. It wasn't until later in a different shop that I realized what I had done, and asked the person behind the tall counter if I could pay for them. She started to make fun of me and my inability to do simple math, and so I made a bad-luck-sign with both of my hands and left.
Outside in the street, I heard a loud rush of wind and looked back to see a tempest blowing the stall down. The girl and I ran, austensibly to avoid the inevitable mob of angry people that might follow, and found ourselves in an empty building together, where we stripped each other and had what can only be described as furtive, kinky sex. The end :D
Random Thoughts
For all of their military and industrial uses, walkie talkies have a very cutsie name.
After watching the severe amount of pipe weed that fantasy character smoke, I finally understand what makes it "high" fantasy.
The Lady of the Lake is a marsh mistress.
Sometimes when it comes to tabletop gaming, it seems like the Intelligence stat should be renamed to Hintelligence.
A Tranny fashion faux paux is also sometimes known as a Tran Wreck.
If a girl writes web code with you is she your Perlfriend?
If a girl lifts weights with you is she your Curlfriend?
How difficult do you think it is to find two laywers with the same last name? It seems like people somehow manage to do it all the time. It's a statistical anomaly.
Tweezers are wishbones for superhumans.
Why do botanists always date scrubs?
"I like to have a large volume of sex," could have one of any number of meanings.
Would it be weird for gods to materialize and have sex with mortals? don't you think they might be rather awkward at that whole interpersonal communication thing?
And another thing. What's comparative religion? Doesn't that sounds like "my religion could beat up your religion"?
Things you never knew about service jobs
Plumbers will plunge you into a world of pleasure.
Electricians will electrify your senses.
Cable guys will screw it in nice and tight.
Pizza guys always deliver it nice and hot.
Waiters always serve it just the way you like.
Painters always use protection.
Mechanics are masters under the hood.
Janitors keep it soapy.
I'm sure there are more, but I can't think of them right now.