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I'm not going to. At least not this year and probably not ever, but I really want to build my own salmon ladder.
(Most people seem to know this through Arrow, which I've never seen, so I just know it as one of the hardest, scariest challenges in Ninja Warrior. And I want to build one and do it and exercise on it and amuse myself with it. Mostly because it's fucking hard, but if you can do it it looks fucking cool.)
Anyway.
Randomly, and I'd actually posted this on tumblr before I realized that, much as I love tumblr, it is also the place where people are going to start screaming at me for disrespecting the black struggle or whatever. BUT. So, race relations in the United States are currently somewhere between, what, Reconstruction era fighting and open warfare? Except most of the places I've seen it discussed it's Black vs White, Black vs White, and this Latina/Hispanic/whatever you call it (I don't label myself much that way, I use both terms interchangeably) half-Mexican/Native Mexican chick feels very much either caught in the middle or flat out ignored. Like Hispanic people problems are inferior to other people's problems and we should just sit down, shut up, and ... what, wait our turn to fight for justice? That seems wrong, somehow.
But then I realized tumblr was not the place not to get yelled about it and deleted that tumblr post.
... and also it feels like the few discussions I've gotten into about this on tumblr (and this is why I don't get into this shit on tumblr!) people assume I'm white. Because god forbid anyone of any race other than white be eloquent. Or, admittedly, have upper-middle class blinders, because that's probably where the impression comes from. Hey, news flash, people who aren't white can talk like upper-middle class well-educated people to. Jesus fucking christ.
Anyway. Despite that, I got some editing done, and I got some outlining done. I got some writing done, though not as much as I wanted to get done, nor as much as I needed to get done to stay on schedule. Still, barely behind anyway, so there's that. More writing tomorrow, and since we don't have Haven taking up our Saturdays for a good long while, more things getting done then, too, that I'm not trying to overload myself with during the week! I's smart. Also astonishingly productive despite feeling overwhelmed. And surprised that I don't feel more tired. I think I'd gotten used to feeling tired.
I also think, on the other hand, that weeks and days like this are exactly why I feel like even more shit when anything flattens me, like a cold or a hit to the psyche or whatever, and I get less done. Because I'm ... what, does this qualify as hyper functional? Normally. I think I need to try and rein that in. No idea how, though. No idea even if I do need to try and rein that in that much except, something. Meh.
(Most people seem to know this through Arrow, which I've never seen, so I just know it as one of the hardest, scariest challenges in Ninja Warrior. And I want to build one and do it and exercise on it and amuse myself with it. Mostly because it's fucking hard, but if you can do it it looks fucking cool.)
Anyway.
Randomly, and I'd actually posted this on tumblr before I realized that, much as I love tumblr, it is also the place where people are going to start screaming at me for disrespecting the black struggle or whatever. BUT. So, race relations in the United States are currently somewhere between, what, Reconstruction era fighting and open warfare? Except most of the places I've seen it discussed it's Black vs White, Black vs White, and this Latina/Hispanic/whatever you call it (I don't label myself much that way, I use both terms interchangeably) half-Mexican/Native Mexican chick feels very much either caught in the middle or flat out ignored. Like Hispanic people problems are inferior to other people's problems and we should just sit down, shut up, and ... what, wait our turn to fight for justice? That seems wrong, somehow.
But then I realized tumblr was not the place not to get yelled about it and deleted that tumblr post.
... and also it feels like the few discussions I've gotten into about this on tumblr (and this is why I don't get into this shit on tumblr!) people assume I'm white. Because god forbid anyone of any race other than white be eloquent. Or, admittedly, have upper-middle class blinders, because that's probably where the impression comes from. Hey, news flash, people who aren't white can talk like upper-middle class well-educated people to. Jesus fucking christ.
Anyway. Despite that, I got some editing done, and I got some outlining done. I got some writing done, though not as much as I wanted to get done, nor as much as I needed to get done to stay on schedule. Still, barely behind anyway, so there's that. More writing tomorrow, and since we don't have Haven taking up our Saturdays for a good long while, more things getting done then, too, that I'm not trying to overload myself with during the week! I's smart. Also astonishingly productive despite feeling overwhelmed. And surprised that I don't feel more tired. I think I'd gotten used to feeling tired.
I also think, on the other hand, that weeks and days like this are exactly why I feel like even more shit when anything flattens me, like a cold or a hit to the psyche or whatever, and I get less done. Because I'm ... what, does this qualify as hyper functional? Normally. I think I need to try and rein that in. No idea how, though. No idea even if I do need to try and rein that in that much except, something. Meh.