You can't freeze my sense of humor! Rar!
1) I still don't have heat - it's been about ten days - but there are still five days until I get justifiably pissed off about it. In five days I start paying for it, see. If I have to pay for a service I don't receive, I think I have, you know, some leeway for bitching. Poverty-based powerlessness or not. This kind of attitude is exactly what gets you evicted, but you know, being cold is REALLY getting old here, and I could probably find a shoebox with heat at this price. /snottypauper
2) I have been slacking on my workouts lately, but I just finished a 45-minute one - 15 minutes longer than usual - and it feels much better than I expected. In this grand plan to get back on the wagon, I think I'm going to switch to a longer duration too. In a two-birds-with-one-stone sense, this is particularly good, because cardio generates heat. HOORAY.
I'm going to have to LJ-cut the second half anyway; it got too long.
3) Iforgetwhat3wasfor- Oh. All is in readiness for Nanowrimo. Except that I don't have a good sense of my narrator yet. It's always been one of my sources of insecurity that I feel more comfortable with male narrators, and this one (uh, thus far) is a woman - I suppose I'll figure it out at some point. Tentative title is Digging Up the Moon, although the first page of my Official Nanowrimo Notebook (which has Chococat on it, because what's better for a story about werewolves than a nauseatingly cute Sanrio notebook? ♥) has half a dozen other tentative titles listed, and I am not known to settle on titles. Ever.
Nano has this super-spiffy profile/buddylist system now, so if anyone else wants to challenge one another's wordcounts and/or commiserate, my Nano SN is "Scrabbling Dabbler". (See, in 2002, when I joined up, I had an attack of nerd shame and didn't want the Serious Cool-Kid Writers to connect my name with my nerdy-ass exploits elsewhere. I got over that. Writers don't scare me as much as they used to. Artists still do, though.)
4) Dan Savage has started a podcast. (Avoiding obvious joke here. *waves*) It's entertaining, although in the first installment, he suggests that whiny Ladder Theory types who don't bathe and have no social skills consider fucking fat girls as a last resort. THANKS, DAN. BITCH. :D Of course, that sort of infuriating sideshow effect is one of many reasons that that column is so entertaining in the first place. No hard feelings. Bitch. :D
...actually, this song ("Maybe Katie") came up on my playlist randomly, but it's absolutely perfect for this entry, and my mood lately, for that matter. If I may sound like a squeeful teenager for a moment, that is. Squee. Cue cutely cynical montage!
Occasionally I forget how much I love this band. It's fun to be reminded. I am a pure blasphemer among BNL fans, though, last I checked; it's de rigeur to hate everything including and after Stunt because that's when they became teh famous (well, uh, for a while at least) and fandom wasn't a personal secret treehouse anymore. Wah wah wah.
I like the thematic ground of the last few albums, and the songs are still fun. Well, the fun songs are still fun, and the serious songs are still...serious. Mind you, there are many old ones that I like, but on the whole I am still on board, and that's, my impression goes, not usual.
I totally didn't plan on giving a speech on pop music, and my hands are going numb, so let's quit while we're ahead.
2) I have been slacking on my workouts lately, but I just finished a 45-minute one - 15 minutes longer than usual - and it feels much better than I expected. In this grand plan to get back on the wagon, I think I'm going to switch to a longer duration too. In a two-birds-with-one-stone sense, this is particularly good, because cardio generates heat. HOORAY.
I'm going to have to LJ-cut the second half anyway; it got too long.
3) Iforgetwhat3wasfor- Oh. All is in readiness for Nanowrimo. Except that I don't have a good sense of my narrator yet. It's always been one of my sources of insecurity that I feel more comfortable with male narrators, and this one (uh, thus far) is a woman - I suppose I'll figure it out at some point. Tentative title is Digging Up the Moon, although the first page of my Official Nanowrimo Notebook (which has Chococat on it, because what's better for a story about werewolves than a nauseatingly cute Sanrio notebook? ♥) has half a dozen other tentative titles listed, and I am not known to settle on titles. Ever.
Nano has this super-spiffy profile/buddylist system now, so if anyone else wants to challenge one another's wordcounts and/or commiserate, my Nano SN is "Scrabbling Dabbler". (See, in 2002, when I joined up, I had an attack of nerd shame and didn't want the Serious Cool-Kid Writers to connect my name with my nerdy-ass exploits elsewhere. I got over that. Writers don't scare me as much as they used to. Artists still do, though.)
4) Dan Savage has started a podcast. (Avoiding obvious joke here. *waves*) It's entertaining, although in the first installment, he suggests that whiny Ladder Theory types who don't bathe and have no social skills consider fucking fat girls as a last resort. THANKS, DAN. BITCH. :D Of course, that sort of infuriating sideshow effect is one of many reasons that that column is so entertaining in the first place. No hard feelings. Bitch. :D
...actually, this song ("Maybe Katie") came up on my playlist randomly, but it's absolutely perfect for this entry, and my mood lately, for that matter. If I may sound like a squeeful teenager for a moment, that is. Squee. Cue cutely cynical montage!
Occasionally I forget how much I love this band. It's fun to be reminded. I am a pure blasphemer among BNL fans, though, last I checked; it's de rigeur to hate everything including and after Stunt because that's when they became teh famous (well, uh, for a while at least) and fandom wasn't a personal secret treehouse anymore. Wah wah wah.
I like the thematic ground of the last few albums, and the songs are still fun. Well, the fun songs are still fun, and the serious songs are still...serious. Mind you, there are many old ones that I like, but on the whole I am still on board, and that's, my impression goes, not usual.
I totally didn't plan on giving a speech on pop music, and my hands are going numb, so let's quit while we're ahead.