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I would like you all to know that I successfully did not write nous sommes or s'il vous plait or anything like that up there, because I managed to toggle the language switch appropriately, even if not always the first time. I consider this a great achievement because half the time I was translating into French. For some unknown reason. And then when I was typing up the French I was thinking in Spanish and god knows what the hell is going on in my head. My brain, how does it work.

Better this morning than yesterday, though! I stayed up long enough to see lireavue get home, then slept in through my usual morning writing and running. Did the rest of my exercises though, so nyah. Fuck you, sleepy impulses, I will be awesome. I managed four sets of six push-ups today, which, considering I thought I would be up to four sets of five a couple days ago, is damn quick. Of course, now my shoulder is tight in some weird way. But! I did notice a thing the other day and this morning. When I shake paint bottles, mustard bottles, dressing bottles, whichever, my upper arm used to jiggle 'cause of not actually having much other than bone and fat and a thin layer of muscle? It don't jiggle no more. Because I am in fucking superhero training and I have muscles now. It's the little things, seriously.

No Exploding Head last night. Thank god. Some weird dreams I can't remember anymore that involved my grandparents, including my thirteen-years-passed grandmother (only she wasn't dead in the dream so it wasn't nearly as creepy as it sounds) for some reason. And my old walking route between school and home. But no Exploding Head.

I still need to check in for the week, yesterday it didn't so much happen because there were gig jitters to discuss and I was exhausted, but need to check in. And then need to figure out how I'm going to cram an entire chapter of Russian into two weeks. I forsee weekend study sessions. And possibly typing up all the rules in one night so I can just read over, copy, and paste into a journal entry, because that's a week's morning's worth of typing right there.

And now, I'm off to see an Elf Lord about a guitar!

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Every once in a while I forget that just because I type up a wall o' deutsch doesn't mean I have to translate it all at one fell swoop. I don't do it for Russian after all. And probably wouldn't do it for Japanese if they gave me more than one sizable dialogue.

My musical inclinations are running away with me. I need to sit down and sketch that out this check-in, but, augh! There's so much I want to do! This is, actually, another way in which Courtesan School helps. By doing these new things in this format, I have to sit down and break down getting to the goal into baby steps, look at whether or not I've tried and failed to do this before and how I've failed so I can fail better the next time. (Not at all is still failing better.) And this is something I need to do with music, because it would be so very easy for me to get in over my head. My chord changes and my fingerpicking/picking has gotten a lot better, but by no means is it up to scan a piece of music and play it a couple nights later levels. And I could use a better grounding in theory, or a grounding in theory at all.

PLUS then I'll get behind on costuming and writing and feel like crap when I go back and look at all the writing things I meant to do. Which would be bad. Very bad. Very very bad. So, balance, checking in, writing things down and organizing myself.

My Bordertown hair pins came today! They are awesome. Now I need ribbons and guitar picks to dangle from them, because I am an uberdork like that. Um. Really, there isn't much else going on. The electric guitar is an Austin-brand Gibson Les Paul knock off, that actually doesn't sound too bad. And they have Squier strats for $150. I'm going to see what else they have because while none of it sounds like the top shelf kind of thing, those prices are REALLY DAMN GOOD. And checking in will organize my head so I can think of something besides music right now. My head voices/Also-Mes are so pointing and laughing at me.

I don't really care. Electric guitars and set lists and learning things and music and writing and YAY.

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I have a goddamn electric guitar. A Squier Strat, but it's a goddamn strat-type electric guitar. Victory is bloody well mine. It was $80 after tax. It also is missing two strings, probably could use all the strings replaced, and needs a cord and an amp of course. But the pickups work, five way switch, three single coil pickups and two humbucker settings. The only thing fracking up the knob tuners is dust. And I need to learn how to string an electric guitar anyway. My shopping list, for my own purposes: strap, strings, gig bag, spare cord?, amp, capo for the acoustic, could probably use a number of spare picks just to keep around. Noise-canceling headphones for the not annoying the entire apartment complex.

And, you know, then I spent most of the evening noodling around on the guitar. Oops. But the Elf Lord left his Peavey little amp here, with the cord, so now I can make a horrible racket if I so choose. Which amuses me way more than it probably should. We put on two new strings, tuned the whole thing from last to first string, tuned it AGAIN because the guitar missing a few strings meant the whole thing was a bit confused, poor Bastard (yes, I'm testing out names for the guitar, shaddup. My acoustic is my Baby, and the other one... dunno.) and then we tuned it a third time after the Elf Lord adjusted the bridge setup a bit. And I learned some about harmonics, how to restring an electric guitar (dead simple) and some about what the twiddly knobs on the amplifier do.

You guys, I cannot even tell you how stoked I am to be doing this. I AM SO EXCITE. IRON MAN RIFFS WILL BE MINE. OH YES, THEY WILL BE MINE.

Still don't know the May I Help You riff.

Russian, actually, now that I look at the chapter layout, looks eminently do-able within a couple of weeks, if I do type it all up ahead of time. The rules, that is. Nine grammar points of which four are simple one-exercise things and two are review things, one is a long-ass time telling thing which will probably take the longest, and I can't remember which category the other two fall in. All in all, I'm at the I can't believe I'm doing this stage. Hi! My name is Jag, and I'm an overacheiver. How you doin?