meej: (burny)
My totally awesome BFF got linked by WoWInsider. I am at least as cool as those guys, so I am telling you straight up to check out her raiding blog.

:D
meej: (PRODUCTIVE)
I'm not doin NUFFINK.

EXCELSIOR

Jul. 25th, 2011 10:05 am
meej: (hardcore)
I was scared about my planned run on Thursday, that being a five-mile run with two miles at tempo pace. My average pace has been a 9:20 mile for the past month or so, and a tempo pace is supposed to be race-pace, which - for me - is about an 8:25.

But yesterday was a five-mile easy run, and I ran it at 44:10, counting the ten seconds I jogged in place to wait for a car.

SO APPARENTLY I CAN DO ALMOST TEMPO-PACE WITHOUT EVEN TRYING, and now I am JAZZED for Thursday.

Work continues unabated. Ten consecutive days without a day off seems a trifle excessive to me. I am hoping that drama goes down after the all-management meeting on Sunday (THREE HOURS of all bossmans and a bosslady). Much hollering, much clearing of the air, address given to the senior bossmans occasionally using his shift to take a nap in the back while there are only two harried baristas to take care of the entire morning shift. I am so glad that I didn't have to be the one to say that.

All of our pets are SUPER RETARDED and SUPER ANNOYING lately. I understand that this is because it is ungodly hot and they are suffering from an abundance of fur, but still, GET OFF ME, I DO NOT WANT YOUR LOVE, IT IS TOO FLIPPIN HOT.

My guppy, she is ten months old. <3 Soon she will be a whole year. I cannot remember life without this tiny human. It must've been pretty lame.
meej: Maitreyi Graycloak (bitch)
When authors describe someone's voice as "chocolatey".

No matter who does this (and I have counted six authors who have), it never fails to piss me off, because there are so many different kinds of chocolate.

Obviously they usually mean "sexy" or something like it, but god damn it use a good strong adjective for it, not something weaksauce like "like chocolate" you asshole, using food alongside sex bugs the CRAP out of me.

EVERYONE WRITE THE WAY I WANT YOU TO, FOREVER.

Brandon Sanderson and Rick Riordan are excused on the grounds that they already do. Likewise Tanith Lee, who has perfected sensual without stupid.

WIN.

Jul. 21st, 2011 06:08 pm
meej: (hardcore)
I got up at 4:30 this morning to run five miles, before the ungodly heat could dissuade me.

I am a winner and I can do whatever I want if I set my mind to it.

Of course, now I will know that I am capable of getting up and putting on the big runner panties should I need to, so any excuse to the contrary will be rightly written off as "being a pussy".

I am pretty tired, nonetheless. I am working steady shifts from this last Tuesday until next Friday, which is pretty much eighty hours. I feel bad whining about it when I know people with office jobs who work exactly that much every two weeks and don't even consider it a THING, but I can't help feeling it's slightly different with shift work, as it's always sliding your days around.

Further worktiems drama! I'd hoped we were over this. APPARENTLY NOT.

That gup! So cute, that gup! Her new favorite game is YELL AND THEN GIGGLE. <3

FACT:

Jul. 20th, 2011 07:13 am
meej: (science!)
I love running and the runner's high and the sweet running skirts and the feeling I get when I get to the top of a hill and I know I haven't wussed out on it,

BUT I HATE BEING HUNGRY ALL THE DAMN TIME. >:(

BLARGH! THE EATBEAST!
meej: (PRODUCTIVE)
- ran
- worked for nine hours
- washed some dishes
- PROMOTED SYNERGY
- wrote four letters
- worried about religion and wondered about spirituality for like an hour
- read the hell out of Kindle!A Dance of Dragons.

I STILL LIKE STANNIS BARATHEON. DEAL WITH IT.

Some of my co-workers and I have been discussing the fact that aprontiems is not as fun as it used to be. It would TOTALLY be fun again if we just hired some more people @_@ getting slammed all the time is not as fun as you'd think it would be.

TOMORROW I WORK AGAIN, AND THEN I AM TOTALLY GOING TO HAVE TWO DAYS OFF AND SEE IF I CAN BE CREATIVE

post-its:

Jul. 8th, 2011 10:21 am
meej: (hardcore)
- run today: 5.00, 50:58. I started out well (first mile 8:40, second mile 18:30, third mile 25:38), and then around the fourth mile I began getting super tired. This is probably because I ran up every single hill I had today, so by the time I hit 4.5, I was pretty wibbly in the legs. That's no big; I called a walk break, and decided to just walk the last half-mile home and enjoy the sunshine.

- My new running hat is so awesome. I'ma order two more of them, they are BOMB SKULLIEZ. This one is pink! The other two can be yellow and black. I heart me some yellow, it is like sunshine snuggling my head.

- I also heart my shopvac. Ha ha ha scatter kitty litter everywhere, will you, cats? NOT TO WORRY, I HAS A SHOPVAC. I VAC WITH IT. I VAC UP UR SKITTER! Not so tough now, are you, cats? That's right. Pussies.

- I have not been writing well lately, and it has made me a whiny emo twit, complete with my hair hanging in my face, which is fixed like so: :( The hair I am gritting my teeth and bearing, because it's at that awkward stage where it is almost long enough to be in a ponytail, but not quite, and so it just kind of flutters around and has a precious little curl to it, but won't stay out of my FACEY.

The writing is somewhat a problem. I need to go back to just writing small scenes. OR FORUM POSTS, GOD. I'm behind on just about everything. It bothers me, but something is clogged. A lot of it is that I do want to write about Greyspell, but whenever I do sit down to do that, a voice says "that's worthless, why don't you write about something you could make a living at, like Graycloaks or something?" And that depresses me and then I don't write anything because then it's a chore.

I have a new half-marathon plan that I kyped from the good folks at Runner's World. Monday I begin it! Hurray!

AND NOW: APRONTIEMS
meej: Carlton Lassiter gets so tired sometimes. (tired)
I am still dumb, lazy, and worthless; gup still adorable; nothing written; The LXD is my current favorite thing; I miss Psych.
meej: Kara Thrace: full of delight. (hearty yawps!)
n____________________________________________n

How are you?
meej: (greyspell)
GRAND WARLOCK GREYSPELL

Godddd I hate fingerless gloves. HATE. But still, that's pretty hot. I HOPE TO FINISH BY FIRE FESTIVAL :D
meej: (movies)
a) fucking Havoc, seriously, fuck that guy;
b) awesome;
c) wtf I didn't hate Emma Frost!;
and
d) Takei-est thing I ever did see.

Also, the thought has occurred to me that, owing to Kenrou's total giftage, KenrouxChikara sex is the best possible.

You probably don't want to know how long I spent giggling about that.

WORDBLOCKED

Jun. 2nd, 2011 06:15 pm
meej: Chardista Graycloak and his argument-maker. (writing)
I have so many things to be writing and I can't make the magic pen do.

It doesn't help that most of the things I want to write are horrible, terrible things, so it's a big downer to write them.

SO INSTEAD I WILL JUST NOTE THAT TODAY I HAD DELICIOUS MAIL: a postcard from a nome-bot, and a package from my daddy! It had an Aflac duck in it, and .. a book of terrible poetry.

I can't tell my dad how bad this poetry is; it was written by a friend of his.

SERIOUSLY. TERRIBLE.
meej: (hardcore)
This year, my new year's resolution was to run a half-marathon in December, and to train accordingly. (The one I have in mind is the St Jude half-marathon, on Dec. ... I think it's 9th? this year.)

Today's run was not stellar, by half-year training standards: 3.24, 34:20. I have done so much better. However, that was done in 90-degree heat after about a month of detraining. It felt good; I like the heat, and I do not mind being a steaming stack of sweat if there's a shower in the offing (there is).

I made some changes in my former routine, too. Instead of using RunKeeper Pro to keep track of my mileage, I switched over to Nike+ GPS. So far, the interface is shinier; I prefer RunKeeper telling me about my progress every half mile, but then again, the Nike doodad is reputedly capable of giving me updates at whatever marker I choose, so I'll fiddle with that. By far the coolest thing about the Nike app is that it gives me MAPS. That is so cool. I love it. I'm hoping there's something I can do so it will yell at me about slacking off on pace, but until I can repeatedly nail a 25:00 5k I'm not going to worry about it.

The other fitness apps I use are Yoga Stretch and Yoga Relax (both by the same people; both mildly disappointing in that they don't provide guides for each pose, but they are free and I didn't like the other free ones), and Nike Training Club, which I use mostly for plyometrics drills and the default abs workout. It's only fifteen minutes, so I do the abs workout every day, and damned if I don't feel whipped at the end of it, still. It's so racist against Russians, too; there's a drill called Russian Twists and a drill called Crazy Ivans, and I'm thinking to myself, WHY ARE THEY STEREOTYPING ALL RUSSIANS AS COMPLETE BADASSES WITH KILLER ABS? THIS IS JUST INSULTING. Or I would be thinking that if I weren't desperately trying not to die.

The guppy sometimes helps with workouts. Or at least she did, until Cal was mean and told me not to use the guppy as a medicine ball even if she is totally the right mass and weighs almost fifteen pounds. :(

This month I am trying to get back into shape (defined by me as being able to get through a workout without pausing and being able to pull off five miles without stopping to walk). In July, I'm going to try applying science to my runs. This will be new for me; I am an enthusiastic amateur, but things like 'speed drills' or 'race programs' are foreign to me. I just run like a derp and think that if I maybe do some lunges or hill sprints once in a while, it will make me stronger, and stronger surely = faster, right?

NOT NECESSARILY, MEEJTARD. Still. Good run today. I am happy.
meej: Saul Tigh is my homeboy (tigh)
I was sort of looking forward to not dying today.
meej: (PRODUCTIVE)
- LAUNDRY oh god how can I be out of clean socks HOW
- five posts for PW and four for BoP
- work out!
- vacuum around the cat box, why are cats such orful little pie-fillings WHY
- watch Ladyhawke.

So I had my six-month review at aprontiems (really more like a 10.5 month review, we are slightly behind at our store). Bossmans says I am awesome. I TOTALLY AM. I got a raise! I plan to use this money to buy a plane ticket for to see my high school BFF get married in June. I take my vacations around the celebrations of others. Meanwhile, my brother and sister are in Thailand (what), thence Bali (what). They are staying at a Holiday Inn (WHAT).

I bellowed "WHAT THE HELL, SOUTHWEST ASIA TOUR???" at my mother over the telephone when I was informed of this. She said reasonably that if I kept up with the facebooks I would know about this already. It's a sorry day when I have to learn that Boy and Bee are OUT OF THE FLIPPIN HEMISPHERE on the FACEBOOKS.

Last night I got to play realtime RP with some grown-ups. Greyspell told a story to a death knight and saw his garden. It's a DEATH KNIGHT's GARDEN. There is something very wrong with this picture! It was fun; the guppy tried to help by sitting on my lap and beating her tiny hands against the keyboard. This did not help Greyspell's reputation as an uptight upright erudite stillness-smith to have random strings of gibberish and spacebar-jumping. Gup so cute. <3

I am trying to write, but my brain is stupid. I keep mixing up bits of metallurgy and glass-crafting with political subplots, and I keep thinking that if I were Guy Gavriel Kay I could come up with some lovely conceit to liken Thalassian/Horde politics with stained glass, BUT NO, IT JUST SITS THERE LUMPENLY LIKE GLASSBLOWERS' HICCUPS.

I read a book called Liar by Justine Larbalastier. I am still thinking about it. It is one of those where I cannot say definitively that I liked it, but I read the entire thing in one day and I'm STILL thinking about it. A good choice. I may reread to see if I actually enjoy it as opposed to being jump-started by it.
meej: (science!)
a) I had turned on the TV for background noise while I did a few chores, and gradually I became aware that House was on. (Is it just House or House, M.D.?)

b) PARTHENOGENESIS. What.

c) Perhaps I caught him on a good day, but the bits and scraps I heard did not make House as much of a dick as have been reported.

I'd still rather watch Scrubs.

At the moment, I'm reading Kristin Cashore's Graceling, another of the YA fantasies. So far it's fairly engaging. It's in third-person, which puts it slightly ahead of Maria Snyder's Poison Study (which disappointed me so much with its rapid series decay; the first book was amazing, and then the second book was a bit whiffy, and the third book was outright heroine worship, and then she wrote a bunch of books about glass that ought to have snatched me right up because GLASS, RIGHT????, and yet it was nothing but hurt-comfort blergh).

I'm still working what I believe to be too much, and I'm trying to convince myself I'm just being a baby about it.

GUP: SO CUTE. <3
meej: (sharknadoes!)
OKAY IT IS MORE THAN ONE THING.

IT'S ALL NAGASE, THOUGH

FIRST, SUIT PORN

SECONDLY, SNAP-FIGHTING!!!!

FINALLY, IF YOU LOVED ME YOU'D PLAY HERE
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Let's talk INSTANCES and QUESTCHAINS.

Oh yes let's! )

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