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Subject line is from an e-mail to my mother. And it is so true.
Post of random time! Forgive me for starting out with a raging, ranting bitch. It must be spring, because my body is in full revolt. Knee started acting up yesterday, but it wasn't until last night as I was attempting to come down the stairs that it decided to freak out and lock up. Was worse this morning, so I wrapped it with an Ace bandage and proceeded to attempt to get on with my exercising and cursing my body the entire time. It was delightful to find out that my neck and back were somewhat solidly knotted up and no amount of stretching would convince them otherwise. Needless to say, exercise was cut short, and a morning and afternoon of cursing nature began. That apparently did not stop the delightful tremors of my lower abdomen which have been aggravating me and my chest has taken on that "fragile" feeling which no longer make me nervous, but just pissed off. Perhaps worst of all, this isn't even hormone-driven, so I have worse to look forward to. Congrats, whatever is responsible for DNA, you fucked up royal. Porphyria, folks; it's a charmer. No wonder it's been linked to vampires, werewolves and madmen.
Deep breath. (Push out the jive...) And now everything is just fine again. Until I try to go up or down stairs, anyway. Have the next chocobo halfway done, but had to stop, so... I'll probably have to finish her tomorrow. Damn. To think I once believed I'd have all of this done in February. At least April should be my "I'm going to work on whatever the fuck I want" month. ...In theory.
Do I need a general friending post? Maybe I do. I keep making people nervous about adding me, apparently. *grin* And this is before they get to know me! ...I wouldn't know what to write, though, so maybe not. "Pansexual polyamorous writer/artist/musician with a very broad view of gender seeks awesome geeks with which to laugh about things with. Must accept ravenous action figure habit, video game lingo, long stretches of time in which comments are not responded to due to working all day nearly every day even while taking "days off", putting animals/pets above humans in order of importance, and a tenacity the likes of which no human being should ever possess." *reads that over* *ponders* *adds:* "Is also a pervert." Perfect. ...Well, I'll consider it.
Why yes it does make me a terrible person that one of my first thoughts about the Japan earthquake was "Fucking dammit, KOS-MOS is going to be delayed again." (It's not that I'm not empathetic, I'm just morally numb. There's a difference.)
Only one link today, as I am trying to embrace the inner lazy (which is typed while researching different kinds of natural and lab-made stone). The fact that "Project Milo" started as an adventure game is... extremely interesting to me. Especially after certain comments about it (how it would be "easy to abuse", which raised some eyebrows), and it generally disappearing off the face of the earth. For once, commenters on the article make a good point: maybe it was just smoke and mirrors, and that's the real truth behind it. Obviously, we may never know.
That deal I worked out for a Barbie Dream House for the sole purpose of housing my Dante and Nero figures? Yeah, I should have it here soon. *wrings hands while laughing evilly* Poor, poor boys. I'll get back to DMLoiH after Anime Boston, anyway. Probably not before. ...Because I wind up playing with my toys for hours past the photos...
And fuck it, I'm having a peanut butter sandwich for dinner.
Post of random time! Forgive me for starting out with a raging, ranting bitch. It must be spring, because my body is in full revolt. Knee started acting up yesterday, but it wasn't until last night as I was attempting to come down the stairs that it decided to freak out and lock up. Was worse this morning, so I wrapped it with an Ace bandage and proceeded to attempt to get on with my exercising and cursing my body the entire time. It was delightful to find out that my neck and back were somewhat solidly knotted up and no amount of stretching would convince them otherwise. Needless to say, exercise was cut short, and a morning and afternoon of cursing nature began. That apparently did not stop the delightful tremors of my lower abdomen which have been aggravating me and my chest has taken on that "fragile" feeling which no longer make me nervous, but just pissed off. Perhaps worst of all, this isn't even hormone-driven, so I have worse to look forward to. Congrats, whatever is responsible for DNA, you fucked up royal. Porphyria, folks; it's a charmer. No wonder it's been linked to vampires, werewolves and madmen.
Deep breath. (Push out the jive...) And now everything is just fine again. Until I try to go up or down stairs, anyway. Have the next chocobo halfway done, but had to stop, so... I'll probably have to finish her tomorrow. Damn. To think I once believed I'd have all of this done in February. At least April should be my "I'm going to work on whatever the fuck I want" month. ...In theory.
Do I need a general friending post? Maybe I do. I keep making people nervous about adding me, apparently. *grin* And this is before they get to know me! ...I wouldn't know what to write, though, so maybe not. "Pansexual polyamorous writer/artist/musician with a very broad view of gender seeks awesome geeks with which to laugh about things with. Must accept ravenous action figure habit, video game lingo, long stretches of time in which comments are not responded to due to working all day nearly every day even while taking "days off", putting animals/pets above humans in order of importance, and a tenacity the likes of which no human being should ever possess." *reads that over* *ponders* *adds:* "Is also a pervert." Perfect. ...Well, I'll consider it.
Why yes it does make me a terrible person that one of my first thoughts about the Japan earthquake was "Fucking dammit, KOS-MOS is going to be delayed again." (It's not that I'm not empathetic, I'm just morally numb. There's a difference.)
Only one link today, as I am trying to embrace the inner lazy (which is typed while researching different kinds of natural and lab-made stone). The fact that "Project Milo" started as an adventure game is... extremely interesting to me. Especially after certain comments about it (how it would be "easy to abuse", which raised some eyebrows), and it generally disappearing off the face of the earth. For once, commenters on the article make a good point: maybe it was just smoke and mirrors, and that's the real truth behind it. Obviously, we may never know.
That deal I worked out for a Barbie Dream House for the sole purpose of housing my Dante and Nero figures? Yeah, I should have it here soon. *wrings hands while laughing evilly* Poor, poor boys. I'll get back to DMLoiH after Anime Boston, anyway. Probably not before. ...Because I wind up playing with my toys for hours past the photos...
And fuck it, I'm having a peanut butter sandwich for dinner.