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( Gaeilge )

I've discovered an incredibly hilarious and yet mean impulse in myself. If I could figure out a way to do this without spending ridiculous amounts of travel money I would totally go up to some of the GOP candidates in my usual clothes, with some plain/natural makeup on, maybe, okay, maybe slightly fancier clothes. Hair brushed and pulled back in my usual ponytail, and talk as I normally do. I would ask them some questions about issues, health care, immigration, the economy, whatever, and record their answers.

Then I would go out in the sun for a couple of days, get a tan, put on makeup slightly more decorative or warpaintlike in accordance with said tan, put on a leather jacket and my cowgirl boots and some jeans and dress, well, like me only slightly more aggressive, and speak Spanish till I started picking up an accent even when I spoke English. Then I'd go ask them the questions again, and see how long it takes before I cater to their expectations just to watch them dance.

I am a bad, bad person.

Anyway. Mostly caught up on tags! Or at least, most of the tags I owe are now less than a month old, which is a plus. Still haven't finished all the Nanowrimo icons I wanted to, but, soon. And other than dealing with my to-do list I'm pretty well caught up on shit. For which I am fairly surprised and very pleased. Now I just have to remind myself that not managing to do full, regular exercises for a few weeks probably will take its toll, even if it's only in small ways. Argh. Two steps forward, one step back. Which is still forward progress. Slowly but surely.

Also, still learning Irish. Ohyeah.

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( Deutsch )

We're rapidly hitting ... my wife to murder and Guildor to frame for it levels of busy at work. Augh. I'm sucking down lassi like a crazy person because I need the quick energy, the quasi-liquids, and I am going pretty well nuts. And so glad that I pre-cut all that chicken and veggies.

I also have been able only to write about 500 words of anything at work, which, admittedly, writing is not what work is for but I'm so not used to this. Physically. It's a damn good thing I'm healthy. My back hurts, my legs are probably going to hurt tonight, and my eyes are doing that poached egg thing again. I will be sleeping the sleep of the ... the something. Tonight. The exhausted? The well worn out? Something.

No, I'm sorry guys, I'm too tired to be entertaining today. I will put here, however, for me to look back at when I get home, a list of things to do tonight: Japanese, preferably an easy exercise rather than one that requires me to come up with original sentences myself. Guitar, probably just chords on songs and scales. Outlining Nano, expanding on Nano, working on Original Big Bang, working on Horror Big Bang, and finishing today's chunk of that really ridiculous Mary Sue Haven fic that will possibly never see the light of day, or at least, not where people are likely to do more than stumble across it. Because it is very silly.

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( 日本語 )

And that's why I wanted an easy exercise rarrr death. Also I'd forgotten that my music theory lesson started tonight. Fortunately I don't actually have to do it all tonight or log on at a certain time. But still.

Looking at the music theory course, though, I will learn things. A lot of this is terminology I've heard before, but either I don't have an underlying concept to anchor it on or define it or it's terminology I've heard in passing before but never managed to either grab onto or understand, so this actually ought to be really good for me. And I'm taking copious notes even though I maybe don't necessarily have to, both for future reference and for easier learning. And it's fun! Next up, Jazz or Blues appreciation, if I can find a few free online courses for it.

Oof. And other than that, I really am bloody exhausted. On the plus side, the aunt backtracked some on maybe they'll need me for either show maybe not, so chances are pretty good I won't have to go in this weekend except for a couple of hours to help pack up. Which is eminently doable! Now all I have to do is survive the rest of the week, beat up my bank till they tell me what's up with my bank card, and finish my freaking big bang draft already augh. Plus clear off the rest of my to-do list. Perfectly reasonable.