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Mar. 28th, 2019 10:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI am so goddamn tired. I went to bed last night later than I should have because of various reasons, including being stubborn about learning the opening riff to Fortunate Sons even though I'd already practiced everything else. Then for no goddamn good reason I woke up at 6.30, after capoeira and the longest day of the week, after going to bed late, and I never got back to damn sleep. I am full of wooze. I did, however, remember to find a printable blank tab sheet so I can maybe finally start working on Under the Bridge Goddamn You Online Tab Writing People Why Are You So Fucking Wrong.
Ahem. Look, I have opinions, damn good relative pitch, and stubbornness. I'm not even sure Fortunate Son is right but I can't quite play it fast enough to play it with the music and compare. Give me a week or two.
I did get home and I managed to get through a spa night without hurting myself by being tired, which is nice. I got paid, ordered a couple travel sizes/less expensive rice polishing powders for exfoliants, some drugstore brands of other things I'm wanting to experiment with, so I have beauty taken care of for a while. We'll see if this new moisturizing and cleansing routine takes care of various small breakouts, possibly clogged pores, dry patches of skin, etc. I need to remember to start with one set routine that I have enough products to go through for a while, do it for a couple of weeks, see what happens after that, repeat. Science! It works, dammit.
And then it turned out I didn't get any writing done today, which... argh, I could feel more like a failure at being a responsible professional but I'd have to work at it. I've been getting stuff done! Just not nearly as regularly or as quickly or often as I'd like the past, what, since the migraine? Last week I think, I was feeling like I was getting things done. This week, only sporadically. And today, not at all, and I know it's because I didn't get enough sleep last night but ugh.
Along those lines though I guess I'd better stop complaining, wrap this up and get up to bed. At least the next thing I have isn't till Monday. If I'm very lucky they'll have the message up the night before saying "don't bother." If I'm less lucky I'll go in for a few hours, they'll pick a jury, I'll get sent home. It'll probably take all day again though. This time, definitely taking a better lunch and some painkillers in case I get another splitting headache.
Ahem. I was going to bed. Definitely bed.
Ahem. Look, I have opinions, damn good relative pitch, and stubbornness. I'm not even sure Fortunate Son is right but I can't quite play it fast enough to play it with the music and compare. Give me a week or two.
I did get home and I managed to get through a spa night without hurting myself by being tired, which is nice. I got paid, ordered a couple travel sizes/less expensive rice polishing powders for exfoliants, some drugstore brands of other things I'm wanting to experiment with, so I have beauty taken care of for a while. We'll see if this new moisturizing and cleansing routine takes care of various small breakouts, possibly clogged pores, dry patches of skin, etc. I need to remember to start with one set routine that I have enough products to go through for a while, do it for a couple of weeks, see what happens after that, repeat. Science! It works, dammit.
And then it turned out I didn't get any writing done today, which... argh, I could feel more like a failure at being a responsible professional but I'd have to work at it. I've been getting stuff done! Just not nearly as regularly or as quickly or often as I'd like the past, what, since the migraine? Last week I think, I was feeling like I was getting things done. This week, only sporadically. And today, not at all, and I know it's because I didn't get enough sleep last night but ugh.
Along those lines though I guess I'd better stop complaining, wrap this up and get up to bed. At least the next thing I have isn't till Monday. If I'm very lucky they'll have the message up the night before saying "don't bother." If I'm less lucky I'll go in for a few hours, they'll pick a jury, I'll get sent home. It'll probably take all day again though. This time, definitely taking a better lunch and some painkillers in case I get another splitting headache.
Ahem. I was going to bed. Definitely bed.