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Dec. 21st, 2016 12:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeThere's a current debate going on between me and the boy about whether or not he gets to chop a hole in the floor to get at the dead thing allegedly in the walls of our bedroom. He is not chopping a hole in the wall because the brick is possibly literally a foot thick. That's the interior wall. At least six inches thick. But this has led to a discussion of my home improvement goals, which involve painting the office and putting up floor to ceiling bookshelves. Which doesn't look to be actually that hard, just labor intensive and time consuming. As one might expect.
(Of course now I don't want to do anything but go home and paint and build a bookshelf and dude, no. Not even if you had all day and all the materials at once. Thine tits, self, calm them.)
(But seriously, I am getting to the point with my book collecting that I want more damn floor to ceiling bookshelves both downstairs and upstairs so that books stop being fucking everywhere.)
(Also I have 10' ceilings so that's a lot of bookshelf.)
IN THE MEANTIME. Work continues to be slow. I should be writing but instead my brain has become obsessed with home improvement. So instead I am doing neither of those but doing store work like stocking shelves and attempting to bash my brain into order. Go me. I have not yet gotten dance shoes mostly because I discovered that they are as irritatingly expensive as I remember, but I should. I did get the answer keys to the Arabic books after dithering a couple of days because just in case this country becomes more of a paranoid fascist cesspit than it is already.
And I established that there will not be capoeira for me for the next week and probably for the next two weeks, as both the community centers are closed and are you high I am not doing high exertion activity outside in 45 degree (farenheit) weather. No. My lungs say no and so do I.
And other than that. I guess the goal for today is to knock down my actual goals and not my walls or anything. Get stuff written, get stuff edited. Study Arabic and Hindi because I didn't yesterday because Rogue One (I don't... really have any feelings I want to talk about that movie just yet? Except Hunky Monk was everything and when I got home realizing it was Donnie Yen explained everything about my attraction. Other than that. I enjoyed it.) and study Japanese because that's on the to-do. Be a good courtesan.
(Of course now I don't want to do anything but go home and paint and build a bookshelf and dude, no. Not even if you had all day and all the materials at once. Thine tits, self, calm them.)
(But seriously, I am getting to the point with my book collecting that I want more damn floor to ceiling bookshelves both downstairs and upstairs so that books stop being fucking everywhere.)
(Also I have 10' ceilings so that's a lot of bookshelf.)
IN THE MEANTIME. Work continues to be slow. I should be writing but instead my brain has become obsessed with home improvement. So instead I am doing neither of those but doing store work like stocking shelves and attempting to bash my brain into order. Go me. I have not yet gotten dance shoes mostly because I discovered that they are as irritatingly expensive as I remember, but I should. I did get the answer keys to the Arabic books after dithering a couple of days because just in case this country becomes more of a paranoid fascist cesspit than it is already.
And I established that there will not be capoeira for me for the next week and probably for the next two weeks, as both the community centers are closed and are you high I am not doing high exertion activity outside in 45 degree (farenheit) weather. No. My lungs say no and so do I.
And other than that. I guess the goal for today is to knock down my actual goals and not my walls or anything. Get stuff written, get stuff edited. Study Arabic and Hindi because I didn't yesterday because Rogue One (I don't... really have any feelings I want to talk about that movie just yet? Except Hunky Monk was everything and when I got home realizing it was Donnie Yen explained everything about my attraction. Other than that. I enjoyed it.) and study Japanese because that's on the to-do. Be a good courtesan.