kittydesade: (fragile heart)
Deutsch )

Short exercise today on account of AUGH BUSY OMFG. Not having Flutter around means twice the work, eek. On the other hand, most of what I've been doing I probably would be doing anyway, so I'd still be busy. Just more annoyed at being chattered at.

GODDAMMIT, WHO FANDOM, STOP MAKING ME CRY (via [personal profile] lireavue) No, seriously, I'm stting here at my desk doing my German trying not to cry.

Ugh. I'm sure I had more to say, but I still need to finish up my CS check-in post and do all my day job work without my head exploding, so I'm going to put on some music and get to it. Raaarrr! Where's a Red Queen icon when you need one.

Oh, right. So I don't forget because with this current frazzledness I totally will (and god I hope this isn't under copyright): Simple lace pattern!
Repeats of 18 stitches
Row 1: Knit
Row 2: Purl
Row 3: (k2tog)x3, (yo, k1)x6, (k2tog)x3 to end
Row 4: Purl
Repeat. (And note to self: You wanted to try this with size 7 needles and either Manos Silk blend or Brown Sheep Nature Spun/Lanaloft/Superwash Worsted)
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If I don't shake this sore throat pretty damn soon I'm going to be cranky. Er. Crankier. On the plus side, that seems to be all that's left of whatever the damn ick I caught was. On the minus side, ow. It feels like something with lots of little stingers is down my throat and poking me whenever it decides it doesn't like me. I dislike this immensely.

Still in a spring cleaning mood. I have no idea why. If today ends up being as quiet as I think it may be I might go home and pick up in the bedroom for a while, now, instead of picking up in the living room. Get rid of clothes I'm not going to wear ever again. Which actually probably isn't that many, but at some point and maybe this weekend I really, really need to sit down and mend the damn skirts. Actually maybe I'll just do that while I'm picking up, if I'm going to do that. Toss a bunch of blouses I'm not going to wear. Maybe pack up some more goth gear and shove it into storage, because while it's possible that I'll go out clubbing sometime and want it? It's not likely that it's going to be any time soon. Sort through my t-shirts and make myself get rid of some old ones I no longer wear, like my full of holes X-Files t-shirts that I've had, literally, since about the second or third season aired. These are fifteen year old t-shirts. I do not need them. Stuff like that. Would anyone be interested if I put some BPAL up here? 3/4 full or more bottles, at least Lune Noir and maybe a couple others. They need to go to good homes. I just need to get rid of stuff. Spring cleaning, getting ready for summer, getting ready for my birthday crap, call it whatever you like.

No, yeah, I think spring has definitely hit. I feel more energized, I feel more ready for things. Or ready to take on the world or something, despite the exhaustion of the past couple of days and the ick. Which is good! Because I have Shit To Do. Must be mindful, though, that this sudden push of energy doesn't translate into burning out later tonight. That would be unfortunate. XD

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kittydesade: (flaily kermit is flaily!)
Deutsch )

Okay! It might just be a sugar high from the Cadbury creme egg I just ate (last one, I got a couple and saved one for lunch today) but today is going along remarkably well so far. Just in general. I had a good run this morning, I had good German, I had a good morning episode of Scarecrow. I had a creme egg, my legs aren't too sore. I knocked down a bunch of tags that have been sitting. I'm just... really generally happy with the world right now. Of course, this might be just asking for the universe to smack me with something, but, you know what? I'm the goddamn Jaguar, and I can handle anything.

Which is funny, now that I think about it. When I started this whole Courtesan School thing one of the people... two of the people I wanted to be were Eleanor of Aquitaine and Katherine Hepburn, who played Eleanor in Lion in Winter. One of her lines was, in a moment of strength-against-adversity, was "Come, where's that mirror? I'm Eleanor, and I can look at anything." And now I'm saying similar. Now that right there is a good feeling.

So, yes. There's that. My shoulders are down more often, my back is straight, my chin is up, I feel more powerful and more confident. It's a good feeling.

OH! I remember what I was going to ask the internets now. So, I've finally set up that thing I've been meaning to do for ages, which is a calendar-and-star system to keep track of all the fiddly little things that get lost in the shuffle, like vocab quizzes and putting on earrings and scent in the mornings. And every time I accumulate stars up to a certain point I can cash them in for a reward, etc. Tasks range from 1 star (vocab quiz) to 5 stars (guitar and parkour practice). The rewards I have so far are: painted nails (painting my nails, that is, not having it done at a salon), a truffle bar, a new barrette, a new pair of earrings, and a manicure or highlights at the absolute top of the list. These go from about 75 stars (truffle bar or painted nails) to the salon visit being 1000 stars.

SO. Internets. Give me ideas for more rewards. The cheaper the better, but fun little trinket rewards wouldn't be a bad idea either.

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kittydesade: (fever)
Deutsch )

Oh my god I am tired and punchy all of a sudden. I blame my womanly hormones and the fucking headache and the mail order sale. Any one of those three (well, the first is related to the second) would be all right by itself, but all three and I get punchy.

Oof. The boy has the suckTASTIC shift of sucky doom, which means basically that anything I wanted to do with him except for a narrow early evening window on the weekends is pretty well shot. Le sigh. On the plus side, it's a job. It's income, he's making half again what I make right now, and he gets kickass medical on top of that. Which means I can stop quietly freaking out in the middle of the night about our finances. Not that I've been doing that very often, but, you know.

Too busy during the day to write, but hopefully that story will get finished tonight (it should, barring that I suddenly start vomiting up my internal organs) and sent off to the editor who may or may not be ready to kill me oops. Having said that, though, there's only a couple edits to finish. Mostly because of my own nervousness and inability to trust my own knowledge of, mostly, physics.

And... something. I had thoughts here, thinky thoughts about my body and self image and self esteem, but I guess they'll have to wait till I have more brain to retrieve them. About the only thinky thought I have regarding my body is that I need to do more actual yoga in the mornings and less oh god that was cat vomit I almost stepped in avoid the cat vomit avoid the cat vomit yoga. And possibly more weights.

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kittydesade: (randomity (nopejr))
Deutsch )

Thank god I'm doing a review after this. Eek.

Tonight, practicing Wish You Were Here and Beat the Devil's Tattoo and then I need to pick another guitar song to practice. And then probably rotate around those three for a few weeks, the rest of the month, something. I'm getting slowly better at them, and faster, but it's still not quite there yet. But it's still fun, which is pretty much the key point here.

It still kind of amazes me that I'm about to hit the end of chapter 6 in my Russian book; heading towards the next lesson and out of 20 lessons (10 in each book) that puts me at 80% done. With grammar and structure and then there's review and so on, but good goddamn. Probably by the end of the year or so I'll be able to start Irish, if not sooner. That will go by much quicker, because I don't actually have an Irish textbook to work from, it's all touristy books and teach yourself. Which is good, they just don't give me the sentences and practice I'd prefer. Might look into importing some. Irish, and then... What I'd really like is someone with a military connection telling me what they use for Arabic standard. Or Pashto or Urdu? I'm thinking I'm going to stick with Arabic Standard though. Or maybe I'll pick that up next and Irish later... something. Think think. The lack of Arabic languages is a pretty big gap, and Irish is a just-for-fun language, as opposed to a widen-my-area-of-communication one. Why yes, there are methods and goals to my madness. Sort of.

Anyway. Back to work. There's a free shipping sale on, which means things are (hopefully!) going to pick up and be a bit nuts here, and at least for today, so they have. We'll see how long this lasts. Mmm languages. Tastes of... something.

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kittydesade: (angel punch)
Русский язык )

Today is such a Spider Jerusalem day I can't even begin to tell you. I have the sneaking suspicion I butchered the Russian and I want to punch people in the face. This may result in a hermitage from online till I can respond to unbridled optimism and enthusiasm with something more civilized than "fuck you." I don't even know why except that my dreams last night were vivid and less than pleasant.

Games went surprisingly okay, despite the fact that I was coming down with something and didn't think I'd make it through one game let alone two. I talked with Pixie some about her new Shape-ups, which led to me trying a pair on Sunday and the disappointing revelation that they did not, in fact, do a damn thing. No wobble, no effort in my stride. It felt a little like walking on a very tall pair of sneakers, which they were, and other than that, zilch. No 60$ pair of sneakers for me. We went grocery shopping isntead and came home. Which I am never, ever doing again, no grocery shopping on Super Bowl Sunday till the Super Bowl is well underway, thank you.

Update: At work. Still cranky. Still puzzled as to why so cranky and wanting to bite everyone in creation. But at least work isn't aggravating. There's very little major stuff outgoing, only two things incoming, one of them sizable and the other less so, and... something. Hoping to get the world building exercise worked on today, as well as some setup for some Big Bangs and editing. And then house cleaning tonight because two games in two days leaves the apartment a wreck. Hell, maybe that's why I'm so irritable. My house is in shambles and the table's in the middle of the room and I can't fucking exercise efficiently without the space. Stupid small apartment.

... actually, that would explain a lot.
kittydesade: (annoyed guerrero)
Русский язык )

I want to say it's easier for me to associate the verb with the right noun or noun phrase because of Spanish, but we'll see if I actually did all that correctly. Hm.

AHAHAHAHA OH GOD HUMAN TARGET. Oh my god. Well, on the downside, they did go exactly where they've been leading up to all season, which made me throw something at the screen. On the other hand, oh my god the Guerrero-Ames bit at the end. And the beginning. Oh god, Winston, I love you. Even Harry came in for some love, which was not expected. And kind of awesome. Now if they would only spread some of the love to Chance I'd be a happy happy person. On the other hand, even odds whether or not we'll get another season, at best, so at least if it does get cancelled we can apply fanfic and RP to fix the damn canon errors. Of which there are many.

Bruce Boxleitner continues to be made of awesome. So, too, really, is Jackie Earle Haley. Lassi experiments with a different kind of fruit juice yesterday were made of win, and I have some icon bases for Elua Bridges icons. Which at this rate might not get done till he stops sneaking up on me from every damn movie I watch (okay, not lately, but argh) but at the same time, Elua as a slightly stoned Zen surfer-looking guy was way too good to pass up. And in the meantime I make Guerrero icons, because Jackie Earle Haley is made of awesome and eyebrow. I seriously cannot think of it as Spock-eyebrow anymore because Guerrero spends half the time with his eyebrow superglued up there. So now it's a Guerrero thing.

Twooo more days. And then I get either a weekend or a game, I'm not sure which. At this point, I'm not sure I care too much if I don't get a weekend because I do feel surprisingly rested. We'll see what happens today and tomorrow, though. It'll be good to see friends? I kind of want to throttle one of them. Decisions.
kittydesade: (facepalm - dean)
Составьте предложения

Я никогда не звонила в Россую.
Студенти часто звонят маме.
Мы редко звоним фамилии, на мама часто звонит нам.
Наши друзья часто звонят их матерям.
Я буду звонить моему другу.
Ты каждый день звонишь мне.
Вы редко звоните на работу.

Yeah, no cut for Russian today, because it's a few sentences. New grammar point next week.

Tired. Feeling incredibly apathetic about almost everything. Did not get a damn thing written last night. Did, however, get skirt cut. Starting to talk like Rorschach. Bad sign. Hurm.

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kittydesade: (anton is my anti-drug)
Русский язык )

Argh. Brain no worky. And translating to Russian is definitely more difficult than translating back. Which means it needs more practice.

Today, apparently, we need to get more felting pads from a local foam and fabric store, which means I get to peruse fabrics for my steampunk skirt! Yay! I don't know if I'll actually get anything but I get to look at least. Looking at fabrics is always fun. And I have the pattern with me so I know exactly what I need. Which is not 3 1/4 buttons, Jag, what the hell. Oi, brain needs to get online sometime soon.

Did manage to get most of the shit off my to-do list yesterday, at least. And get to bed early, even if I didn't get as much writing done as I wanted to. Today, working on more of my to-do list! And attempting to drag my brain back to the projects I need to be working on. Writing long fiction is hard, yo. I keep losing the thread and not being able to resume it. Most irksome. On the other hand, hopefully... Yes, the UPS widget says today will be a relatively light day. So if no major orders come in, it should be pretty good.

Writing. I need to get back on Sandstorm's Daughter. I'm slowly getting back on International Relations. And apart from that, mostly, it's just much much smaller side projects. Never, ever doing a non-original big bang again. Never. Or at least, never until the next time, because we all know me, yeah?
kittydesade: (boots not finery)
Русский язык )

Stupid bloody exception nouns. On the plus side, this is giving me practice at declining nouns, which is good.

The store where I got my Silk Spectre costume the first time seems to have gone bye-bye. Fortunately I checked in the costume and it's actually the same kind sold on Amazon, so that works. It's probably also the same kind sold half a dozen other places, so I can poke around and shop and get a backup if I really have to. Not quite what I wanted to do, but it'll work. It's actually a damn good costume base, I just need to fix the other things.

Actually got to bed on time last night, go me. Slowly dragging myself back into the finer details of routines. Languages are easier to do because they're relaxing and silly, exercise first thing in the morning is harder. I'm not awake, I just want to roll over and go back to sleep even if I've had, for me, a full night's sleep. And especially now that it's not so much a matter of making sure the door's unlocked and grabbing the iSis and staggering outside. Walking around a little before coming back and showering. Now it's weights, stretches, yoga, exercises first and then walking, and apparently that's harder. Still. Discipline! Is good for me. Routines changed at Lammas, they'll change again to winter routines at Samhain. Not sure what, specifically, winter routines will be, but I've got time to figure it out.

At some point today I need to poke the Beej to give me a refresher on the drop spindle. I think I've got the hang of wheel spinning to the point where it's pretty much just practice, so that can wait till I've got the rest of my wool carded from, oh, way back then. Or until someone hands me some other stuff and says "here, spin this." Which, given the store, is entirely possible. Beej/Aunt/Witch Queen; "Here, spin some bamboo." Me: "Augh slippery fine stuff omg I can't spin this into anything resembling yarn! *spins* oh, hey, I made yarn." But right now, drop spindle. So I can wander around Dragon Con with it and be Aeriel.

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kittydesade: (carnival magician)
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No German last night. I is a bad person. And I fell asleep over the textbook and barely woke up in time for Burn Notice and avoiding the fucking over of my sleep schedule, so I deemed myself unable to concentrate. German today! I don't think there's going to be much more in the way of work.

When the hell did it get to be a year since Michael Jackson died? And on top of that, it's only been a year since Michael Jackson died? And on top of that, wait, he's actually dead? I don't even know how to feel about this. I'm not one of those die hard fans, I did enjoy his music, but he'd been so strange I wasn't sure how to feel about knowing all that crap about him, and he'd been out of the public eye for a while. So... bzuh. Weirdness.

(You get babbling on the subject of Michael Jackson in lieu of much of anything serious about the news, because the news is damn depressing. Boy still doesn't have a job and it's been six months. And. Ugh.)

Right. I guess this is where I get ready for work. And by work I mean pack a few boxes and then sit and do some writing and filing for the rest of the day. I've got stories in progress I do need to work on, but I really need to finish this damn chunk of Martine before too long. And then start a more balanced ... thing. Writing regimen.


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kittydesade: (awesome sounds like dean)
Russian! Not behind a cut today because I was doing stir fry and because it was make sentences out of stuff. So, sentences!

Мне сейчас тепло.
Моему другу вчера было скучно.
Тебе завтра будет всело.
Нам сегодня будет жарко. (Stupid weather.)
Вам сейчас прохладно.
Этой студенткии вчера было грустно.
Им завтра будет тепло.
Мне сегодня будет холодно. (I wish.)
Вам вчера было(и?) скучно.
Мишу сегодня будет весело.

Hopefully, today will be quieter than, heh, the last three days have been. Although yesterday was relatively quiet compared to Monday and Tuesday, I could use a bit of a longer break. Not even a break really, just more of a normal work load. Oogh.

And yet, despite getting up half an hour late (I must really have been tired, man...) finding a cat in my shower, and having to cook lunch, I am somehow still ready to go on time. This is actually pretty cool. I'm getting more efficient about my morning routines again. And making bento is just wicked fun. I do need to come up with some more ideas for side snacks, because the fruit's going to get pretty boring pretty quick, but that's a weekend trip. I did have an idea for a ricotta and spinach cheese thing, but I need to actually assemble that. Which is also for this weekend.

Also, writing. So much writing do I need to do! Ye gods. But for the first time in a few days, it's looking manageable. Thank god.
kittydesade: (serene)
Русский язык )

Here's one you haven't seen in a while: Me (Me) and Sam (Also Me)

Me, coming out of the shower: Wow, that only took...
Sam: Ten minutes, yep.
Me: ... so, I just... got up. Stretched, ran, showered, washed my face...
Sam: In an hour, yep. See what happens when you don't get distracted, when you go through all your routine cleanly and efficiently?
Me: ...?
Sam: *baps* You stretch in five, you feed the cats in five, you leave five minutes early. You come back, hop straight into the shower, it takes you ten minutes instead of fifteen.
Me: Oohhhhhhh.
Sam: Duh. Now, do it again, for eight weeks.
Me: Crap.
Sam: *laughs at me*

I get no respect even from myself. I swear.

So, I have this novel. And it's about an angel who doesn't know he's an angel, whose life started about five or six years ago, who has a couple of girlfriends (poly, not cheating) and who has managed to, unbeknownst to anyone in the book until towards the end, knock up one of them. The other one is possessed by a demon who's trying to get him. I forget why, but I'm sure I wrote in a good reason, I remember the outline was pretty tight. Recurring motifs involve mirrors, wings, shadows, and headaches. Sort of. Shadow and darkness, both of light and the kind that happens when you pass out. Main characters are the angel and his two girlfriends. Side characters are another angel who's kind of investigating the human angel (I'm getting tired of typing out amnesiac angel) to see if he's redeemable back to heaven or if he's a lost cause, and the demon who's possessing one of the girlfriends to corrupt the angel. And the possessed girlfriend's girlfriend (see: poly).

The only problem is, this is for [profile] novelbigbang and they need a title by the end of the month. And, seriously? I suck at titling things. HELP ME, F-LIST. I also should probably come up with a book blurb and a real two-page-ish plot synopsis for query purposes, plus a synopsis of whatever length they want for the comm, but that can come later. And that, sometimes at least, is easier.

Poll #3589 Title my novel!
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 2


What should I title this novel?

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The Amnesiac Angel
1 (50.0%)

Mad Angel Blues
0 (0.0%)

Broken Angel/One-Winged Angel
0 (0.0%)

The Unfallen
0 (0.0%)

Shadow Wing
1 (50.0%)

Shatter
0 (0.0%)

A Tidings of Wings (this is not a typo, tidings is a collective noun, somehow)
0 (0.0%)

Splinter Reflection
0 (0.0%)

Splinter Eye
0 (0.0%)

Something less lame, which I will suggest in comments!
0 (0.0%)



I am so awesome that, would you believe it, I'm almost ready to go by now. I just need to put my chip case (CHIP CASE) and my bento (BENTO) in my pack, grab my sunglasses and iSis and things and go. Which. My iSis is trying to give me a heart attack. I have a flip-closed iPod case, and it was closed, and I wasn't touching it, and it was off, I know because I turned it off when I got in from walkies/running this morning, and it spontaneously turned on. For no apparent reason. What the hell, are there demons about, and if so, why didn't the TV flicker on? What the fuck, iSis?

Anyway. In conclusion, I am awesome, and this better be the start of a fucking fantastic day. Or at least, a day of me being awesome. Like, strangely, the past two days have been. Exhausted, but still Michael Bay.

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kittydesade: (anton is my anti-drug)
Russian )

Tomorrow, probably, instrumental case. And that leaves... lessee, did Prep, Accusative, Genitive singular and plural, Dative, nominative is pretty well down just off everything so far... So, what, just instrumental case that I've learned that I need to review? ... Damn.

Still very cranky at the boy. Do not appreciate being dragged out of the house at eleven fucking fifteen at night because he doesn't want to go to the grocery store to satisfy his ice cream craving by himself. Seriously, man, if you want ice cream at near to midnight, get it yourself. I'm going to go to bed.

Feeling better today, at least. Got up roughly on time, got exercised, showered, ate and perfumed. Think I left my iSis at work, unless it's in my cable cords part of my satchel, but oh well. Was completely and utterly zonked yesterday. I've decided, too, that I'm not going to worry about my monthly word count for May, just going to finish out the month and then catch up if I'm behind. I did, after all, build up some padding. And there's Nano. As long as my projects get done, that's what matters.

Oogh. Still tired, still kind of cranky. Much less so than yesterday, though? Maybe today something will actually get done.

ETA: Yep. Left iSis at work. Someone remind me tonight to type up vocab sheets and noun/adjective declension tables? Or find them online somewhere I can print them out.


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