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Dec. 4th, 2014 11:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI'm having one of those days where Jon Stewart with fists raised to the heavens screaming 'FUUUUUUCK' on national TV sums up my response to the news and latest events and the state of this fucking country very nicely.
I'm also having one of those days when I'm trying not to retail therapy and figure out how this bronzer and highlighter bullshit works because I know I'm only wanting to do that because... well, see above.
[much ranting about the state of justice in this country deleted because it hurts to write and hurts to read and I don't want to inflict that on anyone else either]
I went out yesterday morning to take the bins out to the curb for the trash and recycle pickup and my across the street neighbor and I shared a moment of "people go down this street too goddamn fast children live here for fucksake guys." She's an older black lady with at least a couple male relatives in the following generation (sons? nephews? hell, grandchildren?) They're a nice enough family, hang out on the porch sometimes of a weekend, chatting. Wave hello. She came over and introduced herself when we first moved in. I don't ever want to see her on a news program talking about how her son/nephew/grandson was just a good boy, and he just wanted to go to work or go home, or get a soda, or get his kid from school, or whatever.
Stop ranting, self, it's not good for anyone's blood pressure. Weren't we putting this aside for the moment? In favor of cat and makeup tutorial videos? Yes. Let's go back to that.
This is exactly why I'm not looking, because I will curl up and start crying and screaming for an hour and that does no one any good.
Right. But no retail therapy for me because I can't actually afford it. Literally, I can totally afford it, but actually and practically, no. It is not in the budget. No, not even bronzer and highlighter. Put the online shopping cart down, self. Add it to the wish list and maybe someone will get it for you for Christmas, or you can get it after Christmas. No retail therapy. (Yes, self, you have that wish list for a reason, keep it updated.)
Japanese was done this morning. We're starting to get into scattered grammar points I don't remember the fine details of, though I remember the vocab, so that's something. Something less boring. Through near-insane (literally, bordering on self-induced hypergraphia) amounts of repetition of conjugation I think I can now move on from my current state of Latin without having to look shit up every three lines. I found an online history course that ought to amuse me, and I remembered that I signed up for the AP Physics exam prep course that starts in January, so that's free amusement for me for the next while! Shut up. I like online courses.
I have discovered what the hell is going on in one particular aspect and it is excess riboflavin, most likely. Those of you who have taken multivitamin Bs and suffered from excess riboflavin you may know exactly what I'm talking about. I was going to call my doctor and ask if I could possibly be diabetic, now... I don't know. Maybe I'll just go back, when this thing of vitamins is down, to just the folic acid. On the other hand it is hilarious. So. That was a fun health adventure!
I'm tired, and my brain is grinding down, and my heart hurts, and the events in the country over the past week make me want to throw up, and I'm tired. Maybe I can do some window shopping tonight after work.
I typed up ten different sentences and couldn't figure out a way to say it that I was comfortable with, so here: I have an Amazon author page. It has books on it you can buy. Go, buy, share, tell your friends. Halp? Paperback version no really I promise coming soon, she said, a year after she said it would be. Look, it's been a fucked up year, okay?
I'm also having one of those days when I'm trying not to retail therapy and figure out how this bronzer and highlighter bullshit works because I know I'm only wanting to do that because... well, see above.
[much ranting about the state of justice in this country deleted because it hurts to write and hurts to read and I don't want to inflict that on anyone else either]
I went out yesterday morning to take the bins out to the curb for the trash and recycle pickup and my across the street neighbor and I shared a moment of "people go down this street too goddamn fast children live here for fucksake guys." She's an older black lady with at least a couple male relatives in the following generation (sons? nephews? hell, grandchildren?) They're a nice enough family, hang out on the porch sometimes of a weekend, chatting. Wave hello. She came over and introduced herself when we first moved in. I don't ever want to see her on a news program talking about how her son/nephew/grandson was just a good boy, and he just wanted to go to work or go home, or get a soda, or get his kid from school, or whatever.
Stop ranting, self, it's not good for anyone's blood pressure. Weren't we putting this aside for the moment? In favor of cat and makeup tutorial videos? Yes. Let's go back to that.
This is exactly why I'm not looking, because I will curl up and start crying and screaming for an hour and that does no one any good.
Right. But no retail therapy for me because I can't actually afford it. Literally, I can totally afford it, but actually and practically, no. It is not in the budget. No, not even bronzer and highlighter. Put the online shopping cart down, self. Add it to the wish list and maybe someone will get it for you for Christmas, or you can get it after Christmas. No retail therapy. (Yes, self, you have that wish list for a reason, keep it updated.)
Japanese was done this morning. We're starting to get into scattered grammar points I don't remember the fine details of, though I remember the vocab, so that's something. Something less boring. Through near-insane (literally, bordering on self-induced hypergraphia) amounts of repetition of conjugation I think I can now move on from my current state of Latin without having to look shit up every three lines. I found an online history course that ought to amuse me, and I remembered that I signed up for the AP Physics exam prep course that starts in January, so that's free amusement for me for the next while! Shut up. I like online courses.
I have discovered what the hell is going on in one particular aspect and it is excess riboflavin, most likely. Those of you who have taken multivitamin Bs and suffered from excess riboflavin you may know exactly what I'm talking about. I was going to call my doctor and ask if I could possibly be diabetic, now... I don't know. Maybe I'll just go back, when this thing of vitamins is down, to just the folic acid. On the other hand it is hilarious. So. That was a fun health adventure!
I'm tired, and my brain is grinding down, and my heart hurts, and the events in the country over the past week make me want to throw up, and I'm tired. Maybe I can do some window shopping tonight after work.
I typed up ten different sentences and couldn't figure out a way to say it that I was comfortable with, so here: I have an Amazon author page. It has books on it you can buy. Go, buy, share, tell your friends. Halp? Paperback version no really I promise coming soon, she said, a year after she said it would be. Look, it's been a fucked up year, okay?
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Date: 2014-12-04 08:41 pm (UTC)Not looking at the news? WISE. And YAY AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE!
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Date: 2014-12-04 08:47 pm (UTC)The news is fucking DISMAL THESE DAYS.
And yup. Now I just need a damn author photo.
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Date: 2014-12-04 08:49 pm (UTC)You are the best organized. Hands down. :D
SO MUCH DISMAL SO MUCH HORRIBLE UGH. :/ *keeps mostly away *
No pictures that you have from the photoshoot the other day, orrrr you can't use that?
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Date: 2014-12-04 08:59 pm (UTC)I'm going to find someone to take pictures for me. Not sure if a professional or find a local friend or one of the aunts with a camera.
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Date: 2014-12-04 09:33 pm (UTC)OH I thought it was preparing for a photoshoot that day. Ahem. Yeah, not THAT pic. :D
*thumbs up * that does sound like a plan. Somebody who enjoys taking pictures of people, anyway.
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Date: 2014-12-04 10:11 pm (UTC)Now i just need to find an Asheville based portrait person.
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Date: 2014-12-04 10:14 pm (UTC)*nodnodnods * got it. Good, it would work.
Which, seeing as it's Asheville, shouldn't be very impossible.
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Date: 2014-12-04 10:28 pm (UTC)Hell, if I draw a good photographer I might browbeat Brian into giving them repeat holiday business so Bri's parents can have photographs every year.
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Date: 2014-12-04 10:32 pm (UTC)OOOHHHHHHH!!! that does sound like a very, very useful thing combo site, and good idea!