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Still just Barton and Cassius today, and I'm kind of getting a little worried myself, except that I know we're not the only ones watching out for the ferals around here. And someone's eating the cat food in the utility room that isn't the raccoon or the possum. Still, there is concern. And also some wistful missing of the days when I had 3-4 cats clustering around my stoop every morning. Ah well.

I ended up deciding that the best way to go about reclaiming my exercise in the morning (and this is what happens when both my schedule and my moods are regularly fucked up for days and weeks on end) is to start small and do a bit of this and a bit of that and stack it all together. So, yesterday was weights and some leg movements, today is weights, leg movements, and some yoga, tomorrow will probably be also weights, leg movements, and the same yoga, Thursday .... I'm not sure because tomorrow is also capoeira day so I guess it depends on how sore I am. Still. It's actually coming along. I'm only slightly surprised, in that way where you knew it was coming and you knew it was likely and it still somehow surprises you.

(It'd probably also help less in a physical way and more in a mindset way if I stopped eating crappy foods like ice cream and pizza and brownies and went back to eating healthy. That's just over the last week or so, but still. I blame the nerves around the roda.)

Crunching numbers on the budget to see if getting my bangs whacked off again will strain it too much or not. Which also depends on what I keep out of my Stitch Fix or not, but. Bleh. And also it depends on how much I pay down on my credit card, which, aaaargh. I think at this point that's my main source of BUDGET CRUNCH panic. Fucking money. Fucking credit cards. Fucking year of hell that I'm going to be paying off for three years (year one almost complete! uuuugh). This probably means there's going to be overtime over the weekend, too. Bleeegh. On the other hand, I'm also not listing any overage in my budget because it's a damn good idea, so. There's that?

Today's entry is full of boring domestic shit, I see. Such is the way the world goes around.

Do I have anything more interesting to talk about? I'm doing a surprisingly good job at keeping up with my posting for OC October, which is to say I have several more posts lined up. I do wish DW allowed you to queue posts (does it allow you to queue posts? Can you make posts dated into the future and have them show up on people's timelines on that date? I have no idea) but till then I will write them up in gdocs. And I think I'm almost goddamn done with the last draft of the last story for WL, which means the rest of the month is all frantic editing. Woot. Not really. But kind of woot in that at least that's all I have to do, which is semi-easier once I get out of the first chunk of heavy lifting. And layout is half done, and everything else. Cover art is done! Amazingly enough. It's somewhat cheap, but it's done.

All right, okay, that's not more interesting, I'm gonna go do work now. Real work type work. Swear. Pinky swear.

OC October Day 6 - Ananda

Day 6: Ananda
Okay, Ananda is a character I wrote over the summer for a Camp Nanowrimo thing. Played by Alexaner Siddig around as old as he is now, I think, because that was who my crush at the time was and because he does intelligent/wise and snarky well. His real name is Noah, but when we meet him he and the rest of his team are working on the psychological development of an artificial intelligence program, the human factor, and testing out a virtual environment. They're all going by their login names because it's marginally easier, and also perhaps a little because it's easier to maintain distance from the stresses of the work when you're all playing a game.

So. Ananda/Noah. He's friends with his boss, he's been friends for a long time and was probably recruited because his friend/boss knows how intelligent he is, how quickly he adapts to learning new skills. Not that he didn't have the other requisite programming and computer skills qualifications, but given that this is experimental technology a certain amount of ability to adapt and think laterally was also required. Ananda was all about the project, and when they ended up picking code names he picked his both because he wanted to be a sense of peace and freedom and to fuck with people's heads because of the proximity to the woman's name Amanda, because that's the kind of guy he is. He performs male gender expectations very well when it pleases him to do so, but he also likes to mess with people's heads. He hates the expectations placed on people because of their genders, enjoys fucking with people's idea of what a man is and is supposed to do, and we can all blame his parents and their reactions to his increasingly non-traditional upper-ish class British demeanor for that.

He is, despite the puckish tendencies, a sweet guy. He's emotionally intuitive, fairly tolerant, also capable of stepping up and giving people (Bodhi, mostly) shit when others are too intimidated or reticent to do so. He's also reckless and not always cognizant of his own limitations or the precautions he should take. Which is probably why stuff happens to him that I cannot talk about because spoilers. By the end of the novel in which he appears he's been quite translated, and is a lot more subdued and cautious as well as edgy and sometimes snappish. He loves his friend very much, in a multitude of ways, yes, although he is not in any kind of exclusive relationship at any point in the book, and he cares for his team. He has a few close friends, or at least friends he considers close that he tries to talk to regularly, but only Bodhi is in close physical proximity. And as well, he has a number of casual friends being that he talks to and treats everyone friendly and equal as a general rule. There's not as much of this shown in the novel because of reasons and because it's a high stress, long work hour environment. Someday I hope to write more about him and showcase these traits more.