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Wheeeee.

I have had a mostly really good day. Sure, I played some video games and poked about Reddit, and no, I didn't get *everything* done that I wanted to, but I made some damn fine progress on Stuff.

Of course, I'm here, forty minutes until bedtime, trying to kick myself in the ass hard enough to make me go wash my hair. It is, thus far, not going well.

But mannnn, if I can write my words and wash my hair and brush my teeth --none of which is an impossible task, and all of which I should easily be able to do before midnight!-- then I will have a perfect day on Habitica. Which'll be a just splendid way of coming back and rejoining the team, since I have _not_ been doing well, and basically blanked out of existence for three days there. Yep. It's one of those weeks, and how.

In my defense, I was massively fatigued and sleeping a *lot* the last few days. So I may have been sick. I seem to have pulled through alright, although I was lagging --mentally/emotionally more than physically-- pretty badly at dance. Dunno exactly what was up with that. I was _prickling_ is what was happening, and I didn't want to interact with anyone, which is a difficult situ for a social dance, even if it's a formalized rehearsal sort of thing.

Anywho, for my own sanity, things what I accomplished today:

*Rented a car to get down to NJ in two weeks for Maguswedding
*Almost found a hotel room for same (they were having computer problems, I neglected to call back)
*Formatted and sent the TMC1 minutes and the Action Items list
*Did three complete loads of laundry (including my sheets!) and one partial load (I have not put away the hangy things yet)
*Brought in the various things I had in Laura's car.
*Ate several meals
*Practiced my Highland
*Bought tickets to go to Texas for Thanksgiving
*Changed my address with the Post Office
*Partially registered to vote (I still need to print and sign and mail a thing to be sure)
*Chatted with mom for like an hour and a half, about everything and everything else

Like I said, not as much as I could have done, but a goodly chunk and a good beginning. Maybe this upcoming week will be really impressive and splendid!

Things for the near future include finishing prepping for Magus's wedding (I need a vest! Anyone have a white formal vest in my size?), sorting out health insurance, and cleaning my room.

Excitement in the near future includes Sparr coming to visit, Magus's wedding (which I just realized earlier will involve lots of long car rides and listening to music and probably Munzeeing and rest stops and *heaven*!), and working on organizing/designing my room.

Life is not terrible. I am pretty pleased by it all, really.

~Sor
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1: Teaching and Music Committee. I have left the Exec committee for Scottish dance in Boston, and joined this one instead because...I hate myself and love parliamentary procedure? I have no goddamn idea.
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Huh. I actually was mindful about going to bed last night and then this morning I was a) able to get up for the alarm on first call and b) able to think about doing things besides going back to bed.

How interesting[/s].

(I mean, mindful about bed still means only six hours of sleep, but damnit, six is the spot where things get sustainable! I can do six hours a night, every night, for a fairly substantial amount of time, and only feel a little fuzzy around the edges.)

But yes, it would seem that my brain responds slightly better to Unreasonable Demands (like awake) if it is well rested. I will have to continue to work on this.

~Sor
MOOP!
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Today was a lovely adventure day! On Friday, I got an email from the Museum of Science, reminding me that the "Spiders Alive" exhibit was going to be closing on the 5th of September. That was not too many days away, which meant I had to go this weekend if I was going to go at all. So I dropped jere7my a line (he is often my adventure buddy in such things) and we decided to go this afternoon for a few hours.

I got to the museum a little early, despite taking a long meandering route full of pokemon. This meant I got to hang out outside with a passionate older volunteer, who was eager to talk my ear off about sunspots. There were definitely some cool pattern things he showed, but boy, the man could link just everything together! I begged off (politely!) once jere7my arrived, with a lot of new science history rattling in my head.

On our way to find the spiders, we stumbled into the "Frogs!" exhibit instead, which is also leaving soon. I took about three pictures before my camera died (sigh!1) and then just went ahead and took some phone pics --I'll try to upload and share them soon. I saw poison-dart frogs, in myriad colours, which was probably the coolest --they look positively unreal!

We dashed off to the other end of the museum, and I paused to observe (from the first floor balcony) that the ground floor kinetic sculpture that I love above most others had been replaced with turtles. Turtles are also pretty great, especially when I am with jere7my, but I am going to be bummed in the long run if that sculpture is gone for good. It was so relaxing and engaging!

After that brief interlude, we wound up in a darkened room with SPIDERS!!! Oh, it was a lovely little exhibit! I received several compliments on my orange spider earrings, and thoroughly impressed the museum volunteer working with a bunch of kids when I pulled out my insect/spider identification book.

(I impressed the heck out of the kids, too, and I may try to buy a handful more of this sort of book to give to the children of my acquaintence. The one I have is very slick, with lots of pictures, and there was an ~8 year old pressed up my side for a bit, trying to describe various things and having me help him look them up. What a great kid!)

There were tarantulas (although no blondes, which have been my favourite kind ever since I learned of the name) and orb weavers and a beautiful batch of widows. Mostly on display they had the nice satisfying big kind of spider, the ones that make me go "oh!" in that particular happy way when I see them at Pinewoods. There was also a sample of tiny alcohol preserved specimens on loan from the American Natural History museum. Apppppparently, they have about a million (not an exaggeration) different varieties of spider on hand, and I desperately want to get into that back storage room, you have NO IDEA.

Between jere7my and myself (and our respective ability to be patient) we managed to spot all the live spiders in their exhibits, with the exception of the trapdoor spider, who was probably hiding pretty deep in the dirt. Good for her, frustrating for us.

After spiders, we did indeed spend some time admiring the turtles, and watching honeybees, and generally meandering around the MoS --I really need to do this more often, damnit! Anyone wanna take advantage of my membership?

We biked home through Davis and jere7my treated me to fancy pizza at Oath. It was very good, but very much ~artisanal~ style pizza. I need to teach my brain that when I am getting such, not to expect normal pizza flavours, necessarily.

Was a good Sunday. We will see if tomorrow can be a good Monday, full of productive things. Maybe I will draw some spiders. :3

~Sor
MOOP!

1: "Hey Kat, you'll probably want spare batteries for your camera, since it's been a while since you changed them out. Don't forget!" --me, approximately like four times before leaving the house. I did not manage to bring spare batteries.
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Today's accomplishments (for my own tracking):

*Emptied the last two boxes of "stuff that needs to go into the desk"
*Emptied the dish drainer (I was beaten to the dishwasher) and did the dishes
*Did a load of laundry, put away the load from last night that was on the dry-rack
*Called Somerville and set up substituting, so I will actually have some kind of work this year (even if it's not optimal)
*Wanked
*Walked to Davis and back (mostly) on stilts
*Made a bunch of pasta to eat over the next few days
*Self care --ate three meals, showered, got sunshine, pet the cat
*Swept the stairs, which needed it
*Put some stuff into storage in the basement

Tomorrow's accomplishments (hopefully):
*Apply to a job and or grad school research
*Go to the grocery store!!!
*Go play board games at [personal profile] mindways's house!
*Empty at least one of the four little boxen for my shelves
*Hang at least one piece of art, without getting worked up about the perfect location

(And on Sunday I am going to go see the spiders at the Museum of Science with my sir. If there is a more perfect plan, I do not know it.)

~Sor
MOOP!
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At around 3:45 pm today, I realized that I was in a completely empty and useless mental state. I kept walking into different rooms, looking around, and not having any concept of what to do in that room. It was a bit like a "Idunwanna" curse, only more so, since I was having trouble even conceptualizing things that I could not want to do.

Since I have not earned enough coins on Habitica to allow myself to fuck around online1, I needed to figure out something to do that would involve not using electronics.

"Fine." says my brain. "Let's go to the park and walk around on our stilts and maybe draw something."

This proved to be an excellent little adventure! I briefly thought about posting on Facebook, for company (I rather suspect that I am _lonely_ as well as whatever else is going on in my head) but decided that I'd rather just swan about by myself for a time. I walked to Powderhouse park, where I put on my stilts and captured the poke-gym2 there. I then headed down to Davis sq, where I bought ice cream, and sat in the center of the square and worked on a drawing for an hour or so. Then I decided to head home --by stilt, since walking on them is easier than carrying them (no really!)

It's the longest distance I've ever walked on my stilts, I think --I've mostly worn them in relatively small areas. It went swimmingly well, until I was almost home, at which point one of the straps snapped. The mental process went more or less "leg-feels-funny-not-attached-SHIT-gonna-fall-well-let's-do-this-then" and then I was seated on the ground with absolutely no damage to myself whatsoever.

It's worth noting that the summer I learned to stiltwalk, I spent at least an hour one afternoon just practicing falling. You fall forward (that's where the padding is) and you try to be aware of when you're going to fall, and it just...works out. I'm not going to say I'll never hurt myself badly on the stilts, but the chances are low, and probably similar to the chances of hurting myself badly off the stilts, honestly.

I examined the strap in question. It had ripped off one of the two nails holding it to the stilt at some point, which is the sort of thing I could observe if I properly inspected my stilts before using them (DUMBASS), and also snapped cleanly at the point where the end of the strap met the d-ring. I'm thinking possibly staples for the next attachment --I feel as though several staples might work better than two nails for holding the straps down. Not sure what to do about the snapped part, beyond researching better straps. I quite like the velcro, but the original ones I learned on were buckles, and that's good too --maybe better.

(My drywall stilts are plastic ratchet straps, but I kinda hate them. Whatever strapping I use, I want some kind of cloth flexibility to it.)

So my adventure turned out even more so! I walked the last few blocks home with the stilts over my shoulder, and had no further adventures. I've brought up the laundry from the basement, and finished writing my words, and now I'm going to seek out dinner and maybe practice my Highland or something. Cheers!

~Sor
MOOP!

1: Yesterday was not so good for electronics. Today is, by necessity, better. Or at least more stringent. Which is frustrating when all I want to do with my life is watch Leverage.

2: So, technically, pokemon does not count against my electronics-prohibitions, which is interesting. I think it's because it's a dead useless app if I'm not simultaneously GOING OUT AND DOING THINGS! I was commenting to Becca the other day that I don't really think of it in active terms ("I'm gonna go play pokemon!") so much as it's a supplement to the things I need to do _anyways_. Oh, I'm gonna walk to Davis square? Might as well have it open and work on my eggs!
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Y'ever have one of those moments where you just *feel* your nerdyness take a ping upwards?

For the first time ever, I bought extra stamps, to hold onto myself. That's right, I am officially a stamp collector. HELLA NERD!

(They have planets on them and they are *beautiful!* Can you blame me?)

~Sor
MOOP!
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I want to be doing more with my life.

Really, I had a fantastic birthday and I'm feeling really good about it. Life is pretty great right now, in the day-to-day! But one of the effects of having a birthday is that I'm thinking more about the long-term, and not just the day-to-day.

For some reason, 27 feels *really* old, in a way that nothing before has. I mean, I'm not concerned about being old --my mother is 55 and amazing and active and wonderful, to say nothing of the myriad 60-70-80 year old dancers I see each Monday. But I'm definitely starting to hit that point where I look at the whole of my life and feel...not as satisfied as I'd like to, really.

I want to do more creative stuff. I want to *produce* more. I want to leave a mark on the world, in the form of books and blogs and dances and art. And I know there are plenty of artists who didn't get started until they were older (sometimes much!) than I am, but at the same time...there's a lot of 27 year olds who have done way more than I ever will. It's kinda frustrating being the same age as Taylor Swift, yanno?

And a lot of it boils down to "tumblr is easy, creation is hard" Doing stuff is hard. Even when I like doing it, even when I want to do it, being passive is so much easier than being active. So I gotta get my brain past that.

And some of that is getting fucking *serious* about dealing with my mental bullshit. It's easy --too damn easy-- to flutter and sigh and "oh, the ADHD! My executive functioning is just crap, tee-hee!" I've been a lot better the past year about taking my meds on the regular (next step: getting more health insurance before the next batch runs out. I have 30 days, starting tomorrow. Go.), but I need to actually take the steps towards some kind of helpful therapy. Maybe CBT, maybe something else, but I genuinely want to talk to someone who is good at this kind or organization and can help hold me accountable to myself.

(Obligatory "CBT, tee-hee!")

Maybe Habitica is the way to go. Maybe setting up things on Trello (which I have flirted with lightly but never gotten serious about). Maybe something else entirely, who knows.

I can do this. I can. Which doesn't stop it from being hard. I just have to want it enough, I just have to force myself past the easy path and onto the interesting one.

Hopefully it'll be worth it.

~Sor
MOOP!
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So, I did something to my knee and it's being all annoyingly twingy. It hurts, quite a bit, to bend.

Now here's the interesting thing: I can still dance, with very little pain --strathspeys have almost no issue, the only thing that really sucks is pas de basque. It's something about the fact that I have spent so much time really hyperfocusing on my legs and how to make my footwork absolutely perfect. I have good enough technique that I have to be hurt pretty damn significantly before it gets roughed up. My legs _want_ to do a good strathspey.

(And boy howdy, do I love me a good strathspey. That is by far the most fascinating part of becoming a Scottish dancer, the switch that happened at some point from "this is slow and boring" to "this is elegant and powerful and AWESOME". I think it came concurrent with realizing that you can move further on a strathspey step than skipchange, if you're doing it right.)

Anyways, the funny thing to me is that I will dance just fine, and then walk off the floor with a pronounced limp. This is something I've been doing for years and years. I honestly don't know how much of the limp is a psychosomatic affectation, and how much is my actual limping. But when one of my legs is twinging (especially the right one), I limp on it. I think some of it is a subconscious trying to avoid hurting it worse. I could certainly power through and not appear to be limping, but that's probably worse for my body in the long run. Stoicism is boring.

So yes. Knee is twingy. This means I have a (possibly fake) limp. Dancing mostly unaffected. Stairs are sad-face. I am keeping it wrapped and trying to be as gentle as I possibly can --I would be more motivated to be kind to it if it hadn't come on completely randomly. It almost feels like if my knee would just *crack* it would be completely fine.

Apparently being old means your body stops working. I find this entirely unreasonable.

~Sor
MOOP!
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One of my goals for today (for my biiiiirthday!!!!) was to do things that make me feel actively happy. Actively satisfied, actively joyous.

This meant I was going to try and focus less on slugging around and reading reddit, because as much fun as I think it is, it doesn't actually make me feel anything, not really. And so I put together sort of a mini to-do list --suggestions of things that I thought might work out.

And then I did almost all of them and damn if today wasn't just the best day ever. I'm really pleased about everything right now! So, for future reference, here are some things I did today that make me feel pleased:

*I organized my room more. No one really likes cleaning, myself included, but there's something about straightening out the clutter in my space that makes me feel reeeeeally good. I should do it more often. :p

*I drew a picture!! I drew a REALLY GOOD picture!! I'm feeling exceptionally good about that one, especially since I got the first three or four pencil marks down and had this moment of "oh, this is a day where I'm not good at drawing" and I just...kept going and it worked out! (I think I was just out of practice and feeling shaky --had to get my hand back!)

*I danced with people! I got to do a bit of swing with Gravitrue, and a waltz with Austein. Glee! (I didn't do any dedicated dancing on my own, but that makes me feel really good too, for future reference).

*I incited hedonism!! This makes me feel exceptionally excited, since I really like positively manipulating people. Convincing people to eat ice cream definitely qualifies. And seriously! Like half the US states and about six countries, this is AWESOME! Today, ice cream was eaten in my honor on four continents!

*I spent time outside! Outside is a good place and it makes me happy, especially on a day like today where everything was cooperative and not deadly hot or freezing cold. There was also a bit of bicycling and walking, both of which feel nice and make me feel happy.

*I saw SO MANY PEOPLE! Seriously, I don't think I could adequately count them, but I probably saw like...forty friends over the course of the five hours I was hanging out in Davis square. It was soooo great! People ate ice cream and chatted with each other and sang and Kristen brought me a cake (!!!) and Anu3bis brought me butter-ginger cookies and I LOVE MY FRIENDS SO MUCH!!! I love all the people!!! *twirls!*

*I solved puzzles, a bit! Nothing major, but I got to look up languages (research!) and play my silly phone challenge. That was nice.

*I talked about BUGS! BUGS BUGS BUGS!!! Talking about bugs make me almost as happy as seeing bugs (I saw lots of bugs yesterday, so I had to tell Timmc about them. He was pleased!)

*I hung with a baby! Not for super long or anything, but that was cool.

*I listened to loud music and sung along! That was good!! I like singing and music and *glee!*

Whew! There might've been other things, but that's what I can think of right now.

What makes you happy, friends?

~Sor
MOOP!
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REMINDER: I am doing ice cream TONIGHT! IN LESS THAN AN HOUR! YAYYYY! Come join me in Davis Square anytime from 7pm to 10pm to eat frozen treats, hang out, and celebrate how awesome I am.

If you are not local to Davis Square, you are welcome to eat ice cream in your locale! My mega-list currently has 22 states, DC, two Canadian provinces, and four additional countries on it. Those are all the places where people are eating ice cream in my honor today or tonight!!

I think this is some of the coolest shit ever.

<3
~Sor
MOOP!
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For my birthday, I drew a self-portrait of me as a witchka.

(A witchka is a witch, but not a very experienced one yet.)

Birthday Self-Portrait

I think it turned out pretty damn swell!

Artist's notes are below the cut )

~Sor
MOOP!
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Today was a really good day!

I did about four and a half hours total of serious and dedicated work on my room. This included most of the reasonable things on my todo list (yay!). There are still giant piles of _stuff_ everywhere, but a) there are a lot fewer than there were yesterday, and b) the piles are a lot more deliberate. I know exactly where and what the piles are, unlike earlier, where it was a lot of "you know...stuff."

Tomorrow is...OH HEY, IT'S AFTER MIDNIGHT!!!!!!

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MELON-FARMERS!!!!!! YAYYYYY!!!! I'M TWENTY SEVEN NOWWWW!!

Well no. My actual birth-time is 3:20pm, so I don't turn 27 until then, but yayyyy! It's Katday now! *dances*

I am celebrating by eating pasta and watching Cutthroat Kitchen. This is a good way to be! I am also going to celebrate with ICE CREAM!, in approximately eighteen hours. I'm excited for this! You should join me with the ice cream! If you're local, you can join me in Davis Square! Otherwise, you can join me by eating ice cream whereever you are in the world.

Anyways, back to detailing today. Around five, I had hit an impasse with the room unpacking and had to go to the hardware store. It was nice enough out that I went ahead and made a poke-run of it --hitting up as many pokestops as I could. I got a goodly chunk of experience (at least 20k), and even caught a brand new pokemon --a Seaking! I named it Charles. It seemed like the right answer.

(I also hatched three 2k eggs, all of which were what you would expect from a 2k egg. I reeeeeally want a snorlax, but I haven't found any 10k eggs in forever.)

Eventually, I made it back home. I was pretty much done for the day on room-stuff, especially since I knew I had to head to the bananamines to catsit Ivy. I checked Facebook real quick before leaving, and found out my friend Natasha was having her "I'm about to leave Boston" goodbye party, conveniently between me and Chris's house. Oh fine. I will go to a party for an hour, if you _insist_.

I do wish I could've stayed longer, but I managed to get a straight hour of really nice snuggling and friendly touch with Iz and Scott. Wiiiin! I like both of them immensely, and I haven't seen nearly enough recently (see also, I have spent most of the last year busy or Depressed). So that was really good, and I may see one or both of them tomorrow at ICE CREAM!. So that's good too!

And now I am at the bananamines and there is a kitty and she's cute and I am happy. Everything is pretty good right now!

Happy Katday, y'all. :)

~Sor
MOOP!
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Just in case you haven't been keeping track, my birthday is this Sunday.

Which means, as per tradition (I've done it at least twice, that's tradition right?) ICE CREAM!.

So! Ice cream! Middle of Davis Square! Socializing! I will get ice cream at 7pm and at 9pm and be around until about 10pm reading a book if you punks don't show up! IT'LL BE AWESOME! Yay, etc.

Wooooo.

~Sor
MOOP!
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Today was a much more accomplish-y day than yesterday.

I believe I mentioned that I went ahead and blocked Tumblr, Reddit, and Facebook from my phone. This was a Good Idea. It means my phone still has just *heaps* of ways to distract myself, but those big three have virtually endless scrolling attached, and this way I no longer have access to them. From my phone, at least. Of course they're still available on the computer, should I so choose to use them.

(Except that SelfControl and I get along juuuust fine. I'm feeling pretty safe there. This does mean that if people are posting important stuff on Tumblr, I'm no longer seeing it, but c'est la vie. I wish other people would use livejournal...)

Anyways, today's accomplishments included:

  • Going to the dentist! I got two fillings and a referral (note to self: Tomorrow should include calling referral and setting up appointments before my insurance runs out DUMBASS). I was very good and hardly bit my dentist at all.

  • Doing a few hours of Actual Work at the Sanctuary. As things now stand, almost everything from the downstairs is in either my room ("stuff to come to DanzaHausa") or the green room ("stuff to go to roommates, goodwill, or basically anywhere other than DH or the Sanctuary"). Next step is to get everything from the upstairs, which should be relatively non-painless, since it's just the storage room (almost all goes to the green room) and my floppy mattress topper.

  • I cleaned off the kitchen shelves which are going to be my new bookcase. Getting them out of the kitchen is going to be Exciting as I have no real idea how they got into the house. Possssibly they're gonna need to go off the back porch, which is the sort of task that requires at least two very competent people, or four normal people. Possibly I am going to buy Ikea Bookshelves anyways, after I accidentally break these.

  • Actually, back porch seems increasingly likely as I consider dimensions and stairs. Gosh, I hope I'll be able to get them into my room!

  • Hanging out with Ezri! This included lots of discussions as to what their new name should be, and a general sense of Getting Things Done.

  • Going to the Garment District, where I ate pizza. I scored a cute bra, a ten dollar suit jacket that fits me pretty well (likely to be butchered into a tailcoat by the brilliant and talented Mary Ellen, assuming I can't just manage to find an Actual Tailcoat that fits me (hint: This is impossible), and some faerie-wear from the two-dollar-a-pound pile.

  • Huntin' pokemons! I went from level seventeen to level twenty, and had good conversations and hangouts at the Davis Square Pokemon Park. I caught a few new 'mons, and evolved a whooooole bunch (hence the simply insane leveling).


I think that's all the major highlights. Today was better --this is often the pattern, a bad day followed by a better day. I would like to have better days followed by better days, but that doesn't always seem to be the case.

It seems likely that I will be going to an amusement park on Sunday with two of my favourite people in the world. That would be extremely excellent. Fingers crossed!

~Sor
MOOP!
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Today went...not remotely as planned. It was a really very impressively unaccomplished day, and I'm kinda frustrated about that, especially since yesterday was really good.

The ebbs and flows of my brain are really fucking irritating to deal with some days. *stares out window wistfully* when will my executive functioning come?

At any rate, I did get up in time to meet the realtor and the futuretenants, which was good. The tenants seem entirely unlike me, but nice enough. The realtor is into board games, which is awesome! I am pleased to have learned that. (We were talking about my summer job, and therefore I mentioned Innovation).

Other than that, I did exactly bupkis until 7:30pm. Well no, I read a bunch of reddit, looked at stuff on Tumblr, and played through an entire scenario of HOMM31. Which was...vaguely satisfying? That's the part that kills me most, that I can lose entire days to doing things that don't even make me feel accomplished or satisfied.

At least I got a little more productive then, and managed a pretty thorough and solid two hours of moving stuff from the old house to the new, and sorting out random items in the old house. And I think I may have solved my bookcase problem --I'll see how things go tomorrow, and if N still wants to hang out (GUESS WHO FAILED TO MAKE PLANS WITH THEIR FRIENDS, YEP IT'S ME) and if I can persuade them to help me get the kitchen shelves from the Sanctuary over to my new bedroom. I think they're just about the right size!

Tomorrow morning I have a dentists appointment, which is plenty non-exciting. It's at ten AM, and I have to get my bicycle from Davis Square, which means I'll probably be leaving at like...nine. That's not horrific, especially since my brain is starting to run out nowish, despite it only being eleven. Maybe if I get the rest of my words done quickly, then I can curl up in bed and read a story from Rise2.

I hope your day went better. <3

~Sor
MOOP!

1: Heroes of Might and Magic, which pretty much peaked with the third installment. It's my go-to video game of choice. I play it on knight or pawn mode, because I am a Fake Gamer Girl.

2: I finished rereading the Newsflesh trilogy while I was in Texas! I enjoyed it plenty, but it didn't have the same "slam me in the chest and stop my breathing" impact as the first time through. I think this may honestly be the first piece of media where I've *wanted* to be able to delete my knowledge of it from my brain so I can have "the first time" again --normally, I revel in the nostalgia and comfort of re-reading my old favourites over and over.

Yes, I am looking very much forward to Feedback. October 4th! Not so very long now! And from what Seanan has said on Tumblr, this one is extra important to get opening week, since that'll affect whether or not anything else gets optioned from the Newsflesh world.
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Accomplishments of today:

  • I put all my games onto an actual bookshelf in the upstairs living room1, rather than in several bags (as they were for moving).

  • I managed to empty three cubes of my expidites2 (out of sixteen) and put some milk crates of clothes into them.

  • I puttered around my desk-vicinity a bit and maybe did a very small amount of unpacking work there.

  • I biked to Chris's and packaged about 500 copies of Win Lose Banana (this is a very small amount, but I was only working for about 2.5 hours)

  • I watched an episode of All The Games You Like Are Bad, the board game review vlog by my friend Mark.

  • I watched two episodes of Leverage!

  • I watched like one episode of The IT Crowd3 (this and the two above were during the WLB packing)

  • I went to Gregor's house and did three hours of a TMC meeting YAY WHAT FUN but at least now I know who's gonna be asked to be a Pinewoods MC and you don't nyah nyah.

  • I found out that I am the only person (of four) who actually said yes to being on the Highland Ball committee, so, you know, I'ma run the ball myself apparently (I WILL BE ASKING OTHER PEOPLE SHORTLY DON'T YOU WORRY)

  • I signed up to be secretary of TMC because I'm an idiot, but also because I already have to take super-thorough notes in order to pay any attention whatsoever, and this way they can't sucker me into other jobs.


Goals for tomorrow:

  • I am going to go to The Sanctuary by 8:30AM in order to be present while the realtor shows the new tenants the digs and lets them take measurements and the like.

  • While at The Sanctuary, I am going to make a concentrated effort to organize and Get Stuff Done, which might involve several runs of "oh right, I still have a bunch of shit to move, don't I?" and will certainly include a run of "I would like to get these large items out of my house, would you like any of them"

  • Yeah, I have no idea what I'm actually going to do there, but you know. Stuff?

  • Maybe I could figure out if the kitchen shelves we're getting rid of could serve as my bookcase and then I don't have to buy one.

  • Except I already know full well that they're sized for trades and I honestly don't have that many. I want something more adjustable, damnit. They are good shelves though. SIGH.

  • Anyways.

  • I am going to retrieve my bicycle from Davis Square

  • I am going to go to the bananamines and do quite a bit more bananaing. I am almost certainly going to watch things as I do.

  • I am going to settle out my plans for going to Ikea on Thursday, and ideally invite Nurit and Lauren and Laurie and hang out with ALL THE AWESOME PEOPLE AT IKEA YAYYYY!

  • 20/10 on the room, and otherwise follow all my rules for myself (as detailed last post).


What did you accomplish recently? What will you do soon?

~Sor
MOOP!

1: The as-yet-unnamed Danza Hausa (this is not an oxymoron, it's been called Dance House or Dance Floor for most of the last year, the latter of which I find actively terrible, so I'm going to push for a rename once all of us live here) spans the second and third floors of our corner apartment-house. Bedrooms are on the third floor, as well as a rather large living room area. It's nice! It has bookshelves, and games, and plants and instruments. The downstairs living room has the TV and the baby grand piano.

2: Expidite, noun. A particular Ikea storage shelf unit thing, comprised of cubical cubbies. I have two 2x4 expidites in my room that serve as my dresser, because the cubbies are precisely the right size for a milk crate. I loooooves them. Someday I will be efficient and manage to have my proper Milk Crate Rainbow. (I have all the colours but purple, except yellow needs serious scrubbing from being outside and orange is in TX.)

3: I am actually fairly indifferent to the IT crowd, but I needed something with 20 minute episodes, and it was in my queue. Suggestions accepted!
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So, one of my new rules for myself (because living in a new house and establishing new rules is the right way to make new habits, yeah?) is that I am not allowed to use my computer in/on the bed.

If I'm being strict about it, this means my phone, too. Eventually, we will get to a point where I really want to wank, and I really want to look at Erosblog while I do it, and I will make some hasty revisions to the rule, but that's for later. For now, I am trying to create a "no computer in bed" rule, in order to help me manage my brain and my time and my distinction of spaces.

This rule will be a lot better once my room is cleaned up/organized/unpacked enough that I can regularly use my desk. As things stand, I'm currently cramped into a corner between the bed and More Boxes, which is un-great. But I'm happy to be back here, even if it's the sort of SO MUCH TO DO that is straight up overwhelming and keeps me from being able to even pick a first step.

((Well, okay, the first step really is, unfortunately, buy bookshelves and buy or build and install the high shelves I want to use for my hats and display stuff. Everything else will sort of spiral out from there.

And yes, buy bookshelves. Like, I could totally scavenge during Allston Christmas and see if I can come up with anything awesome, but I think it might just be substantially easier to go to Ikea and drop two hundred dollars on some nice shelves that will go with each other and more or less with my other furniture and be new and in good shape and have all the pieces. The wider Billy and the narrower Billy together equal just about perfectly the amount of space I have, and I'd like to think that it'll be a fairly perfect amount of space for all my books --especially if I buy a few extra shelves in advance, in order to be ready to cram my paperbacks. (Although I could always just doublestack them, two-by-fours optional.)

Yes, I am the sort of person who gasps aloud when they see Mike Jittlove's bedroom. That would work for me, except I like having enough bed space to share.))

Anyways, I have completely digressed. That's sortof where my mind is right now. While I'm posting about it, let's detail some other New Rules (some of which were Old Rules that are being more codified or whatever).

1) Morning initiatives include brushing teeth, making the bed, taking my meds, stretching a bit (doesn't have to be long) and getting up at the first signal of the alarm NO REALLY. That last one is far and away the most difficult.

2) Night initiatives include brushing teeth, flossing or using my flouride rinse, and checking off the various daily checklists. Were I really good, this daily checklist would be on Habitica, but I haven't quite gotten there yet.

3) Daily initiatives include doing at least one 20/10 a day (the 10 minutes of rest/enjoyment are as important as the 20 minutes of room cleaning), writing my words, not using computer in bed, and going through the day's email. I am over a year and a half behind on having Inbox0, and I'd like to get back to it.

So far I haven't determined any weekly initiatives (laundry? grocery shopping? housecleaning?), and of course everything feels weird and in flux because I've technically only been here for like three days. I will keep working on it. I reeeeeeeeally want to see if I can reset my brain some. You know, it's like therapy sorta, except cheaper. :p.

And harder. :/

Anywho, I'm back from my wild adventures, I'm happy to be home (though I do miss Dallas air conditioning) and maybe I will make some posts about how great everything was sometime. Y'all rock and I miss you.

~Sor
MOOP!
sorcyress: Drawing of me as a pirate, standing in front of the Boston Citgo sign (Default)
I have moved my computer. I have moved the fireproof box. I have moved the contents of my altar (though not set it back up. I have moved my desk, my dresser, my filing cabinet, and quite critically, my bed.

I am playing Journey of the Sorcerer on my computer while testing out the new desk set-up. The best way to do it places the desk about perfect for standing at, a little too high for sitting at with the stool I've currently got. I will obtain a more different stool for it in the long run (a given regardless --this one's got duct tape all over the top to cover up the nails).

I think I have a new home.

I am so scared and excited and weirded out and happy. It's been three years since the last time I moved. The last two moves I made, I was doing with a bunch of people, creating a household together --this time I'm moving into a space that has become used to certain people within its walls, and I will have to learn the shape of the household.

There aren't sheets on the bed yet, and the majority of my stuff is crammed into the second floor living room, but damnit, there's a kitty and I've done weird and wacky desk things and I think I'm really happy right now.

Time to go move more boxes before I get complacent.

~Sor
MOOP!

(References:

Fireproof box: Mom says that if she's ever in a fire and can grab only one item, the fireproof box it is. Contains birth certificate, SS card, checkbook, bank stuff, no copy of the lease yet (but it should have one), and a handful of other weird and essential things. This is a good plan.

Journey of the Sorcerer: Also a mom thing, kinda --every time she gets a new media-playing device, she introduces it with Escape From New York (which the main title of was cued to be the second thing and so is playing now). I love EFNY slightly less than her (this is funny because there is no one in the world who loves EFNY as much as Greykell) but I *have* had a massive Hitchhiker's hardon since I was in the tenth grade.

Kitty!: His name is Bastian, after the dude from Neverending Story.)
sorcyress: Drawing of me as a pirate, standing in front of the Boston Citgo sign (Default)
Alright friends, here's the plan!

I eat dinner first! this is easy, because I made a big ol' tupperware full of food-glop1 last night and I can just heat and eat some of that.

Then I can do some 20/10s! But not just any 20/10s! 20/10s where the ten minute rest periods get to go to me re-reading Deadline. Which I _really really want to finish_ because I wanna read Rise but I don't wanna bring it on planes so if I don't finish the trilogy and the short stories by the morning of the 3rd (when my flight to Indy is) I don't get to read it for weeeeks.

I figure indulging myself in Shaun Mason Punches Things will be an excellent motivation. The only problem will be keeping my ten minute break periods as ten minutes. We'll see. At least if I'm reading actual printed novels instead of Reddit I feel vaguely morally superior.

If I can successfully do *four* twenty minute work periods, then I am allowed to go wander around in the field by my house and try to catch pokemon. I caught a Meowth today, so I am feeling pretty thrilled about everything.

Tomorrow, rinse and repeat. Make sure music is playing almost all the time. I'm practically looking forward to it.

T-minus 35 (and most of another) hours!

~Sor
MOOP!

EDIT NUMBER ONE: ha! good thing about LJ being dead, no one calls me out when I forget to source footnotes. So, 1: Food Glop is my special recipe of a can of Aldi chicken-and-dumplings, a can of corn, a can of mixed veggies, and a can of cream-of-chicken soup. Heat enough to make sure all the chicken is actually cooked. Consume over several days. It ain't gourmet, but it's good enough and microwaving it later doesn't actually taste worse.

Also I have eaten said glop and could now totally begin on my first 20/10. Any minute now, I'm sure. Just after I answer these texts...
sorcyress: Just a picture of my eye (Me-Eye)
So, I'm nominally trying to pack, because I have to move in something like thirty-nine hours, and my room isn't even close to dealt with.

(Luckily it's a pretty soft move --I nominally have the entire month of August to clear out the rest of the house and do last minute stuff, but at least half of that will involve traveling, and I'd really like the bulk of things to be transferred when I have helpers to do so.)

I do not have a sufficient supply of boxen, because I'm poorly organized, and so just about every bag and thing I have is going to be utilized to carry stuff. This is okay, it's literally a block. But cue me emptying out the random messenger bag I was using as my day bag at Pinewoods. Ugh, sticky melted balloons all over my jewelry and cough drops that have gone off in the sunshine and siiigh. Better clear out all the little pockets. There we go, all done.

Except wait, because my finger clicks against something hard, through a pocket. "A-ha!" I think, "Maybe this is my missing button that I foolishly lost at camp!"

No. No, it's not that. Instead, deep in a mostly unused side pocket in a mostly unused bag, I find two rings. One is an ordinary enough little toe ring that I'm sure I've worn once or twice and completely don't care about in the slightest.

The other has been missing since 2009.

Take that post with a grain of salt --I was twenty and even more fiercely independent than I am now. I've had boys give me other pieces of jewelry --I wear the collar from my sir on lots of days (and the turtle necklace on lots of other days) and I used to wear a lovely heart necklace Sparr gave me. I even had an ex-boyfriend give me flowers, real orchids, preserved in resin to be worn as earrings. I don't necessarily associate jewelry with ownership anymore.

But even if I did, there was nothing in the world that was going to stop me from putting mek's ring right back on my thumb, proudly and happily. I've been his and he's been mine since two thousand fucking four. It's nice to have a proof of that to wear again.

~Sor
MOOP!

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