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Mar. 2nd, 2016 10:03 amOogh. At least this morning it seems like another fight to go to capoeira even though when I do, when I've done so, I know I feel better. Like the fight to get out of bed in the morning. Which is at least how I know this is something I should push through, rather than wondering why I'm doing this at all. It's not a struggle to actually do it (except the physical part) it's just a why do I have to do things why can't I sit on the couch and eat ice cream struggle.
...actually after poking the inside of my head some I think it's more a combination of ugh time why do I have so little of it and feeling like I should be struggling so I manufacture it, rather than actually struggling. Huh. I wonder if this has to do with the change in day length and light and I really do need less sleep and it's throwing me all out of whack. Come to that, I wouldn't be a bit surprised. Especially since now that I've started waking up earlier and actually being able to get up and at least read and do minimal languages earlier and so on, it feels weird to have time and room to do things in the morning.
American elections continue to be fucked, but it's still bitterly amusing to see Christie realizing exactly what he's signed up for and the fact that he's just made himself politically untouchable unless Trump not only wins the nomination but also the general election and then proceeds to somehow manage to wrangle the rest of the country into following his lead. And given that his lead seems to be bombast and crowd-pleasing I have no idea what that would even look like. Who the fuck even gave Trump the idea that President of a country should be a thing he should aim for, rather than president of an entertainment company or something equally suited to a showman? Who do I have to go back in time and punch.
Roomie is good for helping me get up at 6, if only because she has to be out of the house pretty early so my alarm helps alert her to be up if I'm waking up at 6, 6.15. She also helped unknowningly by being interested in my Japanese books -- I gave her Genki I to read and finally picked up Genki II so I can keep moving on that. Rather than endlessly work on the grammar points in Genki I, heh. And I am, still, somehow, slowly making progress on Arabic. (Hindi still on hold till I get the damn dictionary stupid books.) I have to remind myself that even if I don't completely master the alphabet, I can learn while I do grammar once I start on the next book, and the important thing is just to do the damn exercises and keep moving.
(Though I think I might make a goal to try and do some vocabulary memorizing combined with grammar point exercises, just making sentences, in between everything else. The same way I try to do bio and chem lessons on Khan Academy.)
(I still find it awfully amusing that I spend all that time in school, yes, okay, there was avid learning going on, but there was also endless eyerolling at the busywork... only to grow up, get a job, and wish I could spend all my time learning things online.)
And it's cold again. Of course it is. And snowing, although by snowing I mostly mean there are flakes falling from the sky, because they're not sticking to anything warmer than an icy car roof. I guess I can live with the snow if it's not permanently so cold that I'm sitting here fucking shivering under blankets and not wanting to move. I have more energy than I have the past couple of months. Which given the patterns of the last few years, is almost definitely an indication that spring and more light and more warmth is coming. And now I'm torn between, do I get a sunlamp to try and give myself more energy in the winter or do I just cut back on my responsibilities a bit and accept that I'm going to be dormant, wanting to hibernate, etc. Not quite to SAD levels, but definitely the procedure is gather everything in a pile on the coffee table and make a blanket nest in a corner of the couch to do things in. Decisions. Maybe I just need to make winter the season of reading books and not much else.
On the other other other hand, the boy's finally decided that we need to get the damn masons in whether or not we have cash in hand, so if the upcoming winter involves a fire in the fireplace, that could change things. I guess we'll have to see. God I love a fire in a fireplace. So warm and cozy. And yes, I know there's a smell and air residue of ash and things, but somehow that's never bothered me as much as it has my aunt.
( Russian posts to check over )
...actually after poking the inside of my head some I think it's more a combination of ugh time why do I have so little of it and feeling like I should be struggling so I manufacture it, rather than actually struggling. Huh. I wonder if this has to do with the change in day length and light and I really do need less sleep and it's throwing me all out of whack. Come to that, I wouldn't be a bit surprised. Especially since now that I've started waking up earlier and actually being able to get up and at least read and do minimal languages earlier and so on, it feels weird to have time and room to do things in the morning.
American elections continue to be fucked, but it's still bitterly amusing to see Christie realizing exactly what he's signed up for and the fact that he's just made himself politically untouchable unless Trump not only wins the nomination but also the general election and then proceeds to somehow manage to wrangle the rest of the country into following his lead. And given that his lead seems to be bombast and crowd-pleasing I have no idea what that would even look like. Who the fuck even gave Trump the idea that President of a country should be a thing he should aim for, rather than president of an entertainment company or something equally suited to a showman? Who do I have to go back in time and punch.
Roomie is good for helping me get up at 6, if only because she has to be out of the house pretty early so my alarm helps alert her to be up if I'm waking up at 6, 6.15. She also helped unknowningly by being interested in my Japanese books -- I gave her Genki I to read and finally picked up Genki II so I can keep moving on that. Rather than endlessly work on the grammar points in Genki I, heh. And I am, still, somehow, slowly making progress on Arabic. (Hindi still on hold till I get the damn dictionary stupid books.) I have to remind myself that even if I don't completely master the alphabet, I can learn while I do grammar once I start on the next book, and the important thing is just to do the damn exercises and keep moving.
(Though I think I might make a goal to try and do some vocabulary memorizing combined with grammar point exercises, just making sentences, in between everything else. The same way I try to do bio and chem lessons on Khan Academy.)
(I still find it awfully amusing that I spend all that time in school, yes, okay, there was avid learning going on, but there was also endless eyerolling at the busywork... only to grow up, get a job, and wish I could spend all my time learning things online.)
And it's cold again. Of course it is. And snowing, although by snowing I mostly mean there are flakes falling from the sky, because they're not sticking to anything warmer than an icy car roof. I guess I can live with the snow if it's not permanently so cold that I'm sitting here fucking shivering under blankets and not wanting to move. I have more energy than I have the past couple of months. Which given the patterns of the last few years, is almost definitely an indication that spring and more light and more warmth is coming. And now I'm torn between, do I get a sunlamp to try and give myself more energy in the winter or do I just cut back on my responsibilities a bit and accept that I'm going to be dormant, wanting to hibernate, etc. Not quite to SAD levels, but definitely the procedure is gather everything in a pile on the coffee table and make a blanket nest in a corner of the couch to do things in. Decisions. Maybe I just need to make winter the season of reading books and not much else.
On the other other other hand, the boy's finally decided that we need to get the damn masons in whether or not we have cash in hand, so if the upcoming winter involves a fire in the fireplace, that could change things. I guess we'll have to see. God I love a fire in a fireplace. So warm and cozy. And yes, I know there's a smell and air residue of ash and things, but somehow that's never bothered me as much as it has my aunt.
( Russian posts to check over )