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Okay, see, this is what I should have been learning eight lessons ago. Ah well. Also, yay French review? There may need to be some going back and picking verbs and conjugating them or something. Simple sentences. See how much vocab I remember.

So, today, my back hurts a little, more in the way of feeling like I did too much exercise than in the way of it being wrenched out of joint, and the stiffness is almost entirely gone. I feel somewhat like this is a quick recovery, but still have no perspective. Physical therapist appointment feels a little like a waste of time now, though. Or maybe I'm just back to second guessing myself.

On the plus side, I'm second-guessing myself much less today about weight gain, loss, muscle gain, loss, etc. Stayed up too late last night, which I'd better not do tonight, but still second guessing myself less on whether or not I'll be in superheroine shape, or at least close enough to it to strut around a giant convention in a superheroine costume. Confidence, that's the key. Or a big part of it, anyway. And some of that's coming back. With time. And sleep.

Ended up watching the Robert Knepper episode of Law & Order: Criminal Intent last night, which promptly woke Laedecker up. Which is useful for writing today, but not so much at getting to sleep last night. Ah well.

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Okay! So, that's done, and now I have a crapton of stuff to check in at work. Still. Finishing my grapes first. Hah, there's a phrase I should write in Japanese, please eat your vegetables.

I got part something or other of my Cheetara costume today: my yellow unitard. Which is actually a really damn good color for it! Now I just have to make sure it fits, which I could do here but will probably do at home anyway since it's a unitard. And at some point I need to make a list of all the parts of my costumes and, well, here is as good a place to do it as any. And then check them off to make sure I have them. Seriously you guys this is going to be so awesome I can't even begin to describe.

( Cheetara )

( Silk Spectre )

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Started practicing my French again, and promptly realized that while my reading comprehension and listening comprehension is good, my ready vocabulary sucks the monkey's left testicle. And listening to and watching movies apparently only does so much because the vocab goes in one side of my brain and out the other instead of out of my mouth as it properly should. Which probably is something worth noting about the way brains work, or at least my brain works, but I can't be fashed to note it right now.

My life really isn't that exciting, you guys. Tonight, I think the plan is to ... let's see, I've tried the makeup, I am not walking around in 5" stripper heels until next week, thank you bad back muscles. I might walk around in the considerably lower Cheetara boots. Tonight is for trying on the unitard and probably just writing, no costume stuff required. Oh! Tonight is also for trying to match the gloves I have with the sleeves of the store-bought costume, because they're idiots and didn't do a leotard and gloves, just black vinyl sleeves. It's possible I can tear off the vinyl sleeves and pull up the gloves to up above where the yellow ends, but I don't know. It's also possible I can just sock glue the gloves up to the top of my arms under the black vinyl, but that would look considerably worse. Decisions. And experiments I will make tonight. Also, possibly, doing the blouse-bodice-skirt thing, but only if I can find my damn blouses in whatever box they're packed in. However, sewing a blouse is the work of about two hours, so that's no worries if I can't.

I'm really loving this whole going in costume aspect of Dragon Con. I can't even begin to tell you. I don't get to dress up often enough, although I suppose I could if I really wanted to, it's not like work has a dress code. It's just that for what I do it's often not practical. There's also something fun about going to cons in costume if you're not in a desperate hurry to get anywhere. Or if your schedule allows padding for having your picture taken, because, really. But last year a lot of people stopped me to get my picture. Double fun every time I saw a Comedian. Triple fun because one Comedian's wife was actually dressed as the first Silk Spectre on Saturday. Yes, that was made of awesome. He gave me a smiley button. It even had blood on it.

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Okay. The unitard fits perfectly and is now safely ensconced in the box with the boots, awaiting the leotard and probably the gauntlet. I have time! The Silk Spectre costume is somewhat more problematic. Either I need to cut off the black vinyl part and take in the sleeves somewhat or I need to get a smaller costume, which may also be problematic because I do, in fact, have the World's Most Common Superpower. Alternatively, I deal with the fact that it has sleeves instead of really long gloves. I think the solution here might be to at least attempt to patch it up and, if not, then get a new costume. Hmm. Any thoughts, o my f-list?

I'm re-watching the episode of Warehouse 13 with the models and it's probably just what I needed right now. I'm freaking out about looking like a superheroine and, yes, it would be helpful to be in better shape, but even if I was in good shape I might still slouch and duck my head and not meet anyone's eyes and I wouldn't be a superheroine. Because I can't pull this off unless I am, and know that I am, as badass as the people I'm playing. It's a good lesson I should pay attention to. And it's one you'll probably see me repeating a lot as I build myself up to be a superheroine.

Oof. And now, writing, I think, and putting some of my mini stuff away and sorting it as I put it on the shelves. No, that first for a bit, and then writing and tagging things, and doing some small cool-down exercises as I write. Flexibility is awesome, yo.