wakeiseiyo: (Rebels are here sir)
2012-02-12 01:33 am

Oh, right. LJ.

I haz one!

I've been updating my fic journal lately because I started a creative writing class this semester. The teacher has been superbly vague about format, etc, so I think I'll use it and/or Google Docs to do some of the freewrite assignments. At least that way, they won't get lost on a thumb drive somewhere. If you ever get bored and want to constructively critique stuff, I'll probably post here to ask for beta readers on something. So. ^_^

Finally got around to watching a few eps of Painkiller Jane. And at this point, I've decided I'm really only watching it for Noah Danby's presence on-screen. And maybe Alaina Huffman. Pretty, pretty people.

Other than that... I've been in a crappy headspace lately and have found that trying to be a hopeless shut-in has done more for me than trying to get out and be social. (I've also repeatedly forgotten what week it is, which has not helped me much when it comes down to planning anything effectively.) Hopefully, some things on my list for the next two weeks will be good things. Hopefully.
wakeiseiyo: (Autumn leaf)
2008-12-31 11:07 am

Year End - Resolutions and thoughts...

I don't have much in the way of Deep Thoughts(tm) about the ending year and what I should take away from it. Folks who post much better, more insightful things... well, I don't have that gift of words or depth of thought even on the best of days. (I write fantasy for fun... I'm not given toward reflections upon the reality around me.)

- I know that I need to invest less of my personal self into my work life (emotionally, as well as socially) and branch out MUCH more elsewhere.  (Tea, classes at OCC, personal craft projects, reading for pleasure, etc. Hell, one of these days I may open up my thesis and take a stab at polishing it up a bit. It's horrendously choppy in places, and I still feel guilty about the poor quality, even three years later.) The living hell that was June and July, and the ill-planned trip to Vegas is a testament to this. I now have about three or four people I count as actual friends at work, and the rest will remain pleasant acquaintances. Because I can't get along with everyone, all the time. It's unpossible (and as elitist as it may sound, when a large portion of my coworkers stopped at highschool graduation, jokes about the Black Death and other somewhat esoteric topics outside of a Victoria's Secret sale catalogue tend to get me funny looks and a wide berth. It's just how it is around here. I get that. I can wish they'd know what I meant when I make a 'roll for damage' remark at deadlines whooshing by, but... meh).

- I know that I suck at keeping in touch with people, and the Terry Pratchett book still sitting on the hall cabinet that needs to be returned to someone who moved away is a (flashy red, dryly humorous) testament to this. Seriously, y'all, consider me a comment whore and drop a note or something, because I'm lousy at reaching out to other people. (Please? I'm in a pay-attention-to-mee!!! mood today, too. Erk.)

- I know that I need to make a budget and STICK WITH IT, because the mountain of unnecessary debt I'm taking into the New Year? I really don't want to do that again next December 31. I want nice, fat ZEROS where I currently have outstanding loan balances. Seriously.  (My penchant to spend when upset? That's probably the biggest culprit. I spend ahead of the overtime I earn, and then have to work overtime to cover it... and stress myself into little vicious cycles of trying to keep my sanity at the end of a twelve-hour day.)

- I know that I need to go to the gym more than once every other week, because right now, I'm just wasting my member dues. (See the above, about outstanding balances on things... like my Visa card.) Furthermore, sitting in a chair all day is NOT good for my muscles/posture/etc, and one of the folks at the gym said as much when I went in for one of those freebie fitness profiles. So I need to work at this for my own health in the long-term (did you know your hips can atrophy even if you get up and walk to the printer regularly? It was news to me, too).

- I know that I need to eat healthier at breakfast and lunch (stale cookies and leftover coffee is NOT morning fuel, and junk food supplements to an already not-so-healthy, purchased-downstairs-from-the-cafe sandwich is not exactly getting me closer to my goal of 10 pounds or 5 inches gone by May*).

- I know that I should probably get a haircut sooner or later - I'm morphing into a rather shaggy hippie look, since I have layers that are almost-but-not-quite grown out, now, and I really need some shaping or layering or SOMETHING to look less like a half-drowned dog.

- I know that I need to work on my work ethic (the irony of posting from work is not lost on me, here... but it's SO SLOW on holiday weeks when most of the office is taking time off. *whine*) - spend a little more time working overtime, do a little better about being more helpful to more people within my unit, etc.  Maybe take two ten-minute breaks instead of two fifteen-minute ones.

- I know I need to TRY and get up in the mornings, on time - I'll feel less rushed, and less stressed, and no more or less awake than when I oversleep (three days a week - I have MASTERED the 5-minute-morning-routine).

- I know I need to eat out less, at lunch - the grocery store is open until midnight. It can't be THAT hard to pick up frozen lunches for cheap, rather than the overpriced (and not very good) sandwiches from the lobby cafe. (See above about outstanding balances. I'm sensing a spend less trend here. You?)

- I want to focus more on Tea - I've now reached the level where things are no longer written down, and I have to take my own notes after lessons if I want to look up anything later. (It may not sound like much, until you look at the 28-book series of 'beginner' lessons available at the bookstore by Mitsuwa. Each book is $20 or so, too... So it's a pretty steep investment in time and lesson money that I've put out to get this far. I need to remember that more often, instead of feeling rather like a Great Dane puppy in the tearoom - happy but clueless, and much too large for the space, not to mention occsasionally destructive.) This will contradict the 'spend less' part of things, but at the same time, will be more enriching than another hair accessory or obi I won't wear off eBay. So.

- I want to learn more that will get me ahead - Accounting 101 starting in February, but after that... what? Business management? I've got 5 or 10 years before that happens where I am now, because there are only 5 or 6 managers in an office of 120 people (yay flat management techniques - no middle management bullshit to deal with.) I wish I had the time for two classes a semester, but I tried that and wore myself down to the bone trying to keep up with it all. So it's one class, and time for sewing-for-fun projects**, among other things.

- And after all this, I need to remember to take [livejournal.com profile] attack_laurel 's advice and stop ruminating on all my failings, instead focusing on the positive and changing what I can, rather than what I can't (or feel I can't in that sort of impossible black hole kind of way... like being anything other than a textbook Scorpio.) I will always be moody and cranky and short-tempered, but I will also be stupidly optimistic and generous towards people, even in the midst of a cranky fit. I may hiss and growl if you come into my personal space, but that doesn't mean I won't help you out with what you need. Just not in my space. :P


* I think this is a perfectly reasonable goal, since I'm not exactly a proactive, energy-efficient exercise guru (and anything smaller would be impossible to maintain without a massive lifestyle change), and I will never look good in yoga pants. And if I'm not spending to feel better, I'm reaching for greasy junk food. Oy. Lean muscle or just leaner - I'll take what I can get.

** I am stupid-proud of macguyvering (it's a word, shut up) a practice vest out of the top half of a kimono and using the bottom remainders to make a matching obi that velcros closed. :D [Note to self: Must buy interfacing...]  (And it only cost me $10 in materials, including the velcro AND vintage kimono in crap condition!)

wakeiseiyo: (Easy - Ann Taintor)
2008-10-13 10:45 pm
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Huh. Potentially TMI, and yet...

Reading about piercings over on [livejournal.com profile] ursulav's journal has me re-considering the idea of getting the twins pierced. Cost aside (as I'm certain the piercing process plus the cleaning supplies for the next eight months will add up), my only real concerns are a) I tend to be sensitive to metals when stressed, if my earlobes are any indicator, and b) future partners getting too rough. [The healing time sucks, but I could deal with it, I suppose.] I rather like the look of the piercings, if they're barbells (ring/hoop piercings make me cringe automatically, even for ears. I've heard too many horror stories about them being caught on things and torn out). Though I should probably work my way up to the nips by getting a second set of lobe holes (and bothering to put earrings in the first set I already have, now that my ears are healed up from their unexpected mauling).

(No, I won't get a hood piercing, though that part of the discussion was interesting. I just don't have enough giveadamn for the maintenance that requires, among other things.)


Thoughts?
wakeiseiyo: (Calm - Sweet Rose)
2007-10-22 03:50 pm
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Huh.


I think I just got drafted to be an Edwardian-era model for a photo shoot.


Eeeenteresting times at the office today. o.O:
wakeiseiyo: (Smallville)
2006-10-05 12:09 pm
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Package, randomness, and porn! (not)

Naamah -

Your package is in the mail now, and according to The UPS Store (tm), should arrive on Tuesday-ish. So. There's 10 large boxes and a handful of mediums (the large sizes are harder to find around here, so if you need more mid-sized ones, I'll go clear a shelf or three of the local Michaels' stock); shipping is UPS ground so it is teh cheapness. Or thereabouts. :D

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Today's scent started out Monsterbait: Underpants. I have discovered, after trying this and Misk. U., that food-y scents are unspeakably foul on me. So Dorian went on over the Monsterbait to try and cut the headache-inducing cassia notes (because coconut doesn't go rank on me). It's not AS bad now, but... yeah. Oof. I smell rather like stale pound cake. o.O:::::

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Vegas tomorrow! (And no fekkin' dinero. Joy.) At some point today, I need to find nice, non-work clothes that actually FIT me. And no, the SCA gowns don't count. c.c' Wah.

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Had luffly dreams involving the Smallville cast, except that Supes was actually the Brad Routh Supes. I guess it's easier to see him as Superman than lil' Tommy Welling, if only because Tom's voice has barely finished changing, and well... the Man of Steel is exactly that - a MAN. Wooo, subconscious, keeping me out of the mind-crime realm of underage statutory goodness. c.c; Not that I wouldn't have my paws all over any of them, if I had the chance. (That's the good thing about waiting to get into a show for a few seasons - they're legal now!)

[Total randomness: Martha Kent acting like a spoiled, ditzy teenager, and handing Clark ice cream for dinner "Because it's yummy" is comedy GOLD. Not to mention show canon. Yes, my mind went there. Sssh, don't tell; the poor thing only manages to surface for food anyway, it's so low.]

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Claim Jumper last night was good, but my stomach was HURTING the rest of the night, and I'm a little off-kilter today. Guess that's what happens when you try to eat heavy after a week-plus of avoiding large meals. Or when the bulk of your meal is fried mozzarella cheese sticks. ^_^"

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wakeiseiyo: (Hayashi Seichi - Autumn)
2006-10-02 05:49 pm
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Randomness.

I pissed the entire day away. Fweedle.

Naamah - due to financial constraints (read: outstanding credit card balance), I'm more-or-less done hitting up local Michaels for the near future. That and I think I managed to find you about 10 good medium-or-large-sized boxes. I will look for more later, I promise. Also, they're not nesting as well as I'd hoped, so I'm going to be sending them in a BIG box. Yeah. If you need other goodies, let me know - the Michaels in Yorba Linda is the size of an effin' warehouse. (And next door to Kohls, Best Buy, Taco Bell... I'm seeing no down side to this excursion when I'm out of the red as badly as now.)

After some time passes, Osun fades and isn't nearly as bad, but I don't think I'll wear it again. Into the swap box. (I really need to make a list of what I have, what I'm swapping, etc. and put together the boxes accordingly. It's not like I'm running low on those rinky-dink $1 wooden things from Michaels to store all this stuff in. Though at some point, I really need to invest in a dremmel so I can make imp trays for my boxes.)

Still sleepy after my 18-hour sleep-a-thon. No Netflix on its way for today's mail (Bastards! I returned it all in good time! Arrrrrrrrrrrrgh!), so the cliffhanger of season 3's finale is still... hanging? I've taken to writing self-serving MarySue fanfiction to fill the void until the next dvds arrive. How sad am I? [Note to self: Dig up 'Happiness is a Kansas farmboy' icon from archives.]

My non-fanfic-Sue writings are at a lull, also. Lots of wangst. Hm. I was aiming for Carey and seemed to have struck out at emo. Fark. Ah well. S'not like I write for a real audience, anyway. (Though the number of people who have been to my house, seen the foot-high stack of writing pads in view [excluding the entire closet shelf and what's under the bed], and NOT read them... I'm touched that y'all respect my boundaries, and surprised no one has given into temptation. Especially my mother. o.O::: Jeebus. [Of course, her reading my stuff would get me committed, no doubt. Mom isn't a fiction-genre type. At ALL. Hell, she took Memoirs of a Geisha seriously from cover to cover.] )
wakeiseiyo: (UnderPower - Bring It On)
2006-09-15 12:02 pm
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Random thoughts of the day:
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I managed to get my chores done last night PLUS two loads of laundry, and still got to bed on time and out the door on time this morning (albeit sans healthy breakfast, but I'll take what little victory I can, where I can). I feel strangely productive. o.o:
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CF-dom: In response to a post about someone's icon causing breederwank ("My boyfriend was bottle-fed and designs the planes you fly in!") I have another corrollary to the titnazi spiel of natural is better. I was breastfed and hate my mother. My life is also going nowhere fast. Hm. Nature and nurture, folks.
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I am REALLY fuckin' hungry right now. Bad, because I shouldn't gorge myself again like I did yesterday at lunch. At least I'm also rather energetic. We'll see where this leads me in an hour when I have my lunch break.
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If we had 2 cartons of paper 2 days ago, of COURSE it's not going to occur to me to order 2 more today. What the hell have you folks been printing? And would it have been so hard to tell me yesterday that we were running low? Rrrgh.
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I'm wearing 'Imp' today. It is, on me, a singularly unnoticeable scent. It has no throw, and none of the notes even register to my nose. In the bottle, it was pleasant, but even then, I couldn't figure much of anything about it, other than it DIDN'T reek of donkey balls the way Misk.U. had done. This one is, to my nose, olfactorily pH-neutral. The water of the scented oil world, if you will. o.O::
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One of the guys in the office must be snorting something, else he has a perpetual head cold. Seriously. Every time he walks by my desk to hit up the men's room, he looks grumpy, and every time he comes back, he's sniffling like he just lost his pet hamster. It's bizarre. At least he doesn't smell rank, like some of the other (heavy smoker) folks.
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