So, I’ve been trying, very hard, to get healthier. I’ve been drinking water, running, walking, dancing, fencing…obsessively tracking what I eat by typing everything into websites that tell me how many calories I’ve eaten versus how many I can get away with, and even subtracts things when I’ve exercised. Since I have to mark “Sedentary” as my life style…can’t get away from the fact that’s secretaries and authors and pretty butt-sitty kinda people, I …
One of the things I’ve realized in the past week is that I talk a lot more on my Live Journal than I do on my blog….the reason is easy, I have the LJ fairly locked up, but just anyone, ex-lovers, people who slammed me against my locked in Middle School, or people who’d like to add my ears to their collection, could read my innermost winges and maundering and fears and goofiness. Yeah, …
So, there’s the guy I keep calling Subway boy. He’s really sweet, and always gives me more stuff on my sandwich. Like, you can tell…if I get a roast beef sandwich from him, and the next day someone just goes and gets me one, the difference is notable. I wandered into town today, deciding that a meatball sandwich would be really good, since it’s been years since I’ve had one. Of course, he’s working. …
There’s something that I’ve gotten into the habit of doing, called split focus. I can type an email to someone and talk to a student at the same time and mostly make sense. I can multi-task, because that’s how I’ve trained myself. Of course, it’s also probably why when I’m tired I do the first step of things in my mind and continue on from there, but everything has its price. But it’s not …
So, anyway, I was putting sugar in my tea yesterday morning — too much, as usual — and I told my friend, “I’m a hummingbird, I need my sugar water.” And I’d said that before. But I didn’t remember when, and so I shelved it…and then it came to me. Another man I’d had one of those useless, senseless crushes on (which, as an aside, I would have thought I’d have outgrown. But I …
Do you ever have those days when you just don’t know what to do with yourself? I feel like I’m spinning my wheels a bit. I’ve been having troubles getting into any particular book, and I want, desperately, to finish something. I first drafted “Grey lady” and am now writing another short story, about a young woman named Aziza who is a “bell witch”…she walks through her village at night, the bells she wears …
This could be a meme of sorts, if you wanted to try it out. Because I am a spiritual person, sometimes I try and see how things go through my life, how faith or deity or coincidence or luck play a role in how I’ve gotten to a point. And I was thinking about how I finally got started in fencing, and I could see this silver thread of events through my life that …
Is the title of the new short story I am writing. I know the path of the tale, as it wends through a Victorian bed and breakfast, and I feel the fire and the circle of it, so I am confident enough in its completion to actually mention it. 😉 It’s a ghost story One of my friends and I are trying to keep ourselves motivated by running a competition to see who can …
So, somehow, Miss Brilliant here managed to get poison ivy on the LID. (Yes, the lid) of her eye. It’s all swollen and pink and it looks like I’ve been bawling my heart out for two weeks straight. I am trying to get in contact with my Doctor, see if I can get a poison ivy shot. I was told about them a few years back…I get the stuff so easy, and this shot …
This is the sort of thing that delights me to no end: Plastic made from potatoes. I’ve used plastics made from cornstarch and did not notice any difference, except both times I thought the quality was measurably better. I’ve been working on my presentation for the twenty-seventh. I’ve been making screen shots like crazy for the handout, and I intend to make a list of free photo editing software. I know of the Gimp …