Unfortunately, this post is lacking in awesome.
Perhaps the next one won't be.
Wheeljack was on this week’s Top Gear! Excellent. … Oh, come on, a red and green Lancia Stratos that isn’t really a Lancia Stratos? And then things go wrong (well, okay, that’s just the Top Gear norm)! Sure, it wasn’t a perfect match, but you thought it, too.
Did I miss anything while I was in exile? I am lazy and don’t feel like going back through a week-and-then-some’s entries right now.
Blahblahblah to follow.
First, obviously, I’ve got my rage levels back to something approaching manageable. Instead of the rage-o-meter being stuck somewhere around eye level (which is where it was for nearly a week, ugh), it is now somewhere around my knees. It is still prone to suddenly spiking for no legitimate reason, but it passes immediately and it’s not the I WILL END YOU ALL rage from before. Mostly I am just tired these days.
I read all five million books that had been relegated to the “SOMEDAY I WILL FINISH YOU” pile. By five million I mean something closer to ten? There are still a few left, but I’m working on them again, so, you know. PROGRESS. To Say Nothing of the Dog was at the top of that list, simply because I’ve started it three or four times now and never get to the end somehow (I am pretty sure that’s a record for me). Completely worth it, though. And I restarted the Star Wars: Republic Commando series, only to screech to a grinding halt after whipping through the first book when I remembered I’d put the ones I don’t own yet on my Christmas list and so could not go out and buy them (with all the money that I don’t have, anyway) as soon as I needed them. So, uh. Now I will either be reading veeeeery sloooooowly or I will just not restart book two for a few weeks. So next up is, I think, House of Leaves. But I haven’t started it yet because I’m spending my free time staring mournfully at Triple Zero instead. (Reading the second book wouldn’t help, because then I’d just stare at True Colors… But in a couple weeks I can. Then I’ll either get books for Christmas or I’ll buy them myself. Somehow.)
I have written absolutely nothing. Part of this is because being all RAEG does a number on one’s ability to do… well, anything, really. Part of this is because I need to talk to someone and they’re busy not being available. Part of this is because I needed to talk to someone else and they were never around, or at least never around and not having other people with them or not being on the phone with other people or not being about to walk back out (now that I have cornered them, I just haven’t had a chance to work on anything). Part of this is because the stuff I could write without the necessary input intimidates me.
I tried to watch the last few episodes of Revolutionary Girl Utena last week (I’m up through episode 36) and discovered that I had no patience for subtitles (yes, I was really that irrational) and haven’t tried since, but look! I’m mentioning I’m watching something before I’ve finished with it entirely. (Er, I started it back in, um. September? August? A couple months ago, anyway.) (Part of the problem here is that I have no idea what is going on. I’m following the plot just fine - or I think I am, anyway - but I know there’s a bunch of really obvious symbolism, and probably some less obvious symbolism, that I am just completely not getting and I have enough of a reputation for being an idiot as it is and, I don’t know.) Now that I have calmed down again, I will probably have another go at it, as soon as I have time for it. So, uh. Not tomorrow, anyway.
Dissidia is way more (read: is actually*) fun when the person you’re fighting isn’t the computer (which is both predictable and a cheating bastard). I have a very, very long rant about Dissidia’s cheating AI that I think I’ve already thrown at everyone I speak to over AIM, so unless anyone actually wants to see it, I will probably not be posting it. I am reasonably confident I am the only person I know who owns a copy, though (since my brother does not count), so it would probably mostly not make any sense.
*And this isn’t entirely fair. I do enjoy Dissidia. I just really hate how shamelessly blatant the computer is in its rule breaking.
No one has replied here, and it makes me sad. Please let me know if you want a card or a gift or anything, because I am running out of time to find/make/send things!
Wheeljack was on this week’s Top Gear! Excellent. … Oh, come on, a red and green Lancia Stratos that isn’t really a Lancia Stratos? And then things go wrong (well, okay, that’s just the Top Gear norm)! Sure, it wasn’t a perfect match, but you thought it, too.
Did I miss anything while I was in exile? I am lazy and don’t feel like going back through a week-and-then-some’s entries right now.
Blahblahblah to follow.
First, obviously, I’ve got my rage levels back to something approaching manageable. Instead of the rage-o-meter being stuck somewhere around eye level (which is where it was for nearly a week, ugh), it is now somewhere around my knees. It is still prone to suddenly spiking for no legitimate reason, but it passes immediately and it’s not the I WILL END YOU ALL rage from before. Mostly I am just tired these days.
I read all five million books that had been relegated to the “SOMEDAY I WILL FINISH YOU” pile. By five million I mean something closer to ten? There are still a few left, but I’m working on them again, so, you know. PROGRESS. To Say Nothing of the Dog was at the top of that list, simply because I’ve started it three or four times now and never get to the end somehow (I am pretty sure that’s a record for me). Completely worth it, though. And I restarted the Star Wars: Republic Commando series, only to screech to a grinding halt after whipping through the first book when I remembered I’d put the ones I don’t own yet on my Christmas list and so could not go out and buy them (with all the money that I don’t have, anyway) as soon as I needed them. So, uh. Now I will either be reading veeeeery sloooooowly or I will just not restart book two for a few weeks. So next up is, I think, House of Leaves. But I haven’t started it yet because I’m spending my free time staring mournfully at Triple Zero instead. (Reading the second book wouldn’t help, because then I’d just stare at True Colors… But in a couple weeks I can. Then I’ll either get books for Christmas or I’ll buy them myself. Somehow.)
I have written absolutely nothing. Part of this is because being all RAEG does a number on one’s ability to do… well, anything, really. Part of this is because I need to talk to someone and they’re busy not being available. Part of this is because I needed to talk to someone else and they were never around, or at least never around and not having other people with them or not being on the phone with other people or not being about to walk back out (now that I have cornered them, I just haven’t had a chance to work on anything). Part of this is because the stuff I could write without the necessary input intimidates me.
I tried to watch the last few episodes of Revolutionary Girl Utena last week (I’m up through episode 36) and discovered that I had no patience for subtitles (yes, I was really that irrational) and haven’t tried since, but look! I’m mentioning I’m watching something before I’ve finished with it entirely. (Er, I started it back in, um. September? August? A couple months ago, anyway.) (Part of the problem here is that I have no idea what is going on. I’m following the plot just fine - or I think I am, anyway - but I know there’s a bunch of really obvious symbolism, and probably some less obvious symbolism, that I am just completely not getting and I have enough of a reputation for being an idiot as it is and, I don’t know.) Now that I have calmed down again, I will probably have another go at it, as soon as I have time for it. So, uh. Not tomorrow, anyway.
Dissidia is way more (read: is actually*) fun when the person you’re fighting isn’t the computer (which is both predictable and a cheating bastard). I have a very, very long rant about Dissidia’s cheating AI that I think I’ve already thrown at everyone I speak to over AIM, so unless anyone actually wants to see it, I will probably not be posting it. I am reasonably confident I am the only person I know who owns a copy, though (since my brother does not count), so it would probably mostly not make any sense.
*And this isn’t entirely fair. I do enjoy Dissidia. I just really hate how shamelessly blatant the computer is in its rule breaking.
No one has replied here, and it makes me sad. Please let me know if you want a card or a gift or anything, because I am running out of time to find/make/send things!