Had a very nice days with Mrs. M and the inlaws. Went to visit some family friends in Surrey and popped over to Kent to Chartwell, which was quite beautiful. Also, non stop eating. And Scones, toodle pip!
Like @adampark I am feeling sick about the lack of a clear result in our elections and am seriously considering punching every second person I see for being stupid enough to vote for the Coalition. So frustrating when the choice is between one bunch of self-serving bastards and another bunch of slightly different self-serving bastards, and when the voting public appear to be easily influenced by infantile scare-tactics and rhetoric based only loosely on fact. Fuck it, I'm going to find a small island in the Bass Strait and secede.
@teasmaid: I'm not going that far, but I am trying to hide from the reality of the situation by revisiting the laughably primitive DOS-based games of my childhood - a simpler time when politics was someone else's problem & my main concern was ensuring Commander Keen found all of the Oracles safely. Hindered somewhat by the fact that every tutorial I can find for running DOSbox has very clear, concise instructions for booting it on Windows/Linux platforms, but if you're trying to run it on Mac like I am they just get very vague, hmmm, ah, umm - oh look! Windows/Linux instructions again! :D Did that help?
Right now, trying to get six thousand words for the day, despite fucking around for much of the afternoon.
I'll be away for the next three or four weekends, which is nice, because I was getting perilously close to having no life. Getting more offers for writing work than I can actually take, which is good but kind of nervewracking - I have a freelancer's habit of thinking no one is going to hire me ever again past the job I'm doing now, so my inclination is to say yes. Still, not complaining, as yoo much work is certainly better than too little.
Got two pitches out I'm reasonably happy with. So things look good.
Drove my mohawked son n heir to a warehouse rave out in the badlands. Read vol 3 of Ex Machina. Listened to Earthless. Very loud. Pondered the issue whether the wave function = a field. And so to bed ...
Tonight, I begin packing in earnest for my trip to Rome on Wednesday and pick up a book (the Metal Gear Solid Omnibus or The City And The City or a Lonely Planet guide to Rome, if one exists) for the trip.
I'm there until mid December. I'm less nervous about the language barrier as I am about where I am going to buy English language comics. It's always the little things. I hope, hope, hope there's some gigs when I'm in the area, but all the tours I'm interested in avoid Rome, sadly and the only two Italian bands I'm fondly aware of (Raein and La Quiete) broke up. I'm far less worried about what I'll do there during my downtime than I expected I'd be.
If all goes well, by this time next week, I'll be eating gelato and sinking my teeth into 2666. Hell yeah.
Evening all, hope you're all fine and frisky and if not, that you soon are.
Went to Leeds yesterday, first time i've been in a while, used to go there a lot a few years ago. It was still where i left it last time so i went home again and managed to do it all without running out of hours, which was quite an achievement. Really.
Generally, some things are good, some things could be better, i'm not dead yet but my bass amp is. Anyone know a good repairer near Barking?
8 local artists/bands played in the park outside my window tonight. It stopped raining like crazy 30 minutes after the show was over. I listened through a window, keeping dry.
Still trying to get myself in the mood to take on the Martha Washington omnibus.
I am diving in a lake bubbling full of plotlines and new ideas, and each time I surface for air, I clutch a new abandoned character or a story idea to put it into this huge puzzle that my new project seems to become. It's as if someone took a 2500 piece puzzle treasure map and dumped it in my brain, and now I'm trying to rescue enough pieces from the cold dark waters to start re-creating the path leading me to the gold... and suddenly I realize "shit, if I don't compress this stuff a little, I won't fit it all in 300 chapters!" And it scares me! But I'm pushing on, and while I build my 6000-8000 page puzzle, I also dig through various concepts to use for the next NaNoWriMo.
Or rather I WOULD be if I didn't get sucked into the blackhole of distraction known otherwise as TVtRopes (yes, uppercase R on purpose). Ugh. It's like a Hydra, two new open tabs for each closed one (currently FIFTEEN OPEN!)... still, maybe I'll learn something useful.
Packing to move overseas in three weeks. Working on a terrifyingly large pile of unfinished art for my exhibition. Nine days into quitting smoking. So full of stress hormones that I could bottle my blood and sell it as speed.
Um, the same thing we do every night, Pinky - try to take over the world?
How are you this week?
I am still and again infected with the glamorous Lyme Disease, and have the brain swelling headache of doom, so I'm still stuck spending most of my time horizontal.
I've been delving into Rosetta Stone, and re-learning the language I took in highschool (and didn't fail only because my teacher was the only person in my school who got the reference when I wore my jacket-with-white-piping, turtleneck, khaki pants, keds, and pennyfarthing pin Prisoner outfit): Russian. I love Russian, but I should be learning the language of a country that I wish to expatriate to; namely German.
Is it true that if you can prove your German ancestry and can speak the language, they'll approve your bid for citizenship?
This week I've recieved in the post a whole slew of things for my brain: piracetam, huperzine A, Fish oil, etc etc etc. I've instantly begun having sexual dreams and preoccupation with women. This is a sudden a stark shift. I'm wondering if this burgeoning mental clarity is indicating an overall underlying preference I've just never tapped into..... OR if I'm just as pansexual as I'd thought, but it's speeding up my recovery process from that last romance (which I'm trying to turn into a platonic friendship), and I'm just less likely to be interested in men at the moment, due to the invariable comparisons and reminders.
I'm also thinking a lot about breasts. I'm 5'4" and 34D-29-38. My spine is crap, and I'm thinking of getting a breast reduction, but... I'm so used to being curvy, and I'm afraid I'd look .... unbalanced.
Also, I found out that my old psychiatrist from 1997 had diagnosed me with "organic brain disorder". So, not only is yet another doctor indicating that there's something physically wrong with my brain.... but my electric dreams of an android self are dashed! *sob*
Also, I still love classic Doctor Who more than anything else, and I'm trying to talk my Aunt into knitting me a Baker scarf.
On Monday, I will be attending the welcoming ceremony at the Technical University of Denmark. I expect long, boring speeches from principals and deans. But then, Tuesday to Friday, there's Rush Week, or, Time-Honored Ritual in Danish Higher Education Of Floating in Alcohol For Four Days In A Cabin With People You've Just Met. It's basically a classic slasher movie setup, but with somewhat fewer horrifying yet entertaining deaths.
I look forward to this a great deal.
And then, Monday the 30th, I'll be starting the actual book-learning. Chemical- and Biotechnology. I'll be back in a lab, for the first time in years.
I'll be moving into a dorm October 1st. A 12 m2 room plus a tiny bathroom to call my own. And, a kitchen that's... less my own. 17 rooms to a kitchen. That'll be... special. But the rent is dirt cheap, it's 800 meters from the university, the facilities (shared kitchens notwithstanding) are fantastic, and I kinda actually look forward to the whole dorm experience.
That just means this first month, I'll have to endure the "services" of the Danish Railways... I can do this. I can so do this without snapping and going on a rage-fueled killing spree through the all-too-often late, decrepit trains, choking people with my ridiculously overpriced tickets. I think.
But aside from that minor niggle, I can't remember the last time things have been this good. These last few months, actually having a direction and drive again has been rejuvenating. But that's all been anticipation and speculation. This shit is about to kick off. And I am fucking itching for it. Yes. I am itching. For the shit. (to kick off)
BRING ON DRINK-WEEK! Also, higher learning. And The Future. But first: DUNKYNESS!
good evening - I haven't made one of these for a while, my life has been... hectic. Lot's of traveling the last month, home to North Carolina (I miss NC so much, I hope to move back some day but not yet) and then last weekend was in Las Vegas for a business school reunion. On both of those trips I drank way too much ( yes it's possible) so I'm taking this weekend to stay in and let my liver recuperate. Also a couple of weeks ago I hurt my knee and haven't taken any time off it, so another reason to stay in and put a lot of ice on it.
tonight my plans are to research cars, ice my knee, eat badly, play video games, meander around the internet, etc etc.
oh and last night I had a date, and it was, as far as dates go, terrible. Everyone's had a date where they were just wanting it to be over with as quickly as possible, last night was it. Long story short - I'm recently divorced, this was my first date (friend of a friend) because my friends tell me I need to get back into it and after 2 glasses of wine my date became obnoxious, belligerent and kind of mean. So when the date was over I was relieved and hell no am I asking this young lady out again.
I wonder if I'd do well as a monk? Make beer, bake bread, tend a garden... it's sounding more and more appealing.
@Rachael: "Is it true that if you can prove your German ancestry and can speak the language, they'll approve your bid for citizenship?" Have you written to the German consulate in New York for information? Naturalization rules for "right of blood" countries can be quite complex. For example, in Italy, the right is determined, in part, from your nearest male ancestor who was an Italian citizen, whether he formally surrendered his Italian citizenship before his relevant child was born, and the year of your birth.
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I have been considering changing jobs, and it's been suggested that my best choice might be to go solo. It's an approach that is attractive on the surface, but a preliminary analysis shows that I'd have to create a sustainable positive cash flow within the first six months, and broaden my skill set and knowledge considerably to do that. That gives me a lot to think about, especially since there's a good chance that I will be let go from my present job before the end of the year.
A mutual acquaintance put me in contact, online, with an old girlfriend from years ago. Basically, he purposely invited us to the same party. I don't know how I feel about being set up, but she and I are talking again.
---------- aaaaand I've finished my taxes! Federal and three states. I expect to have three weeks take-home returned.
Tonight I worked until half past one and for the last hour of my shift I consumed gin. I say consumed because I cannot differentiate between "Drank" and "Drunk", I'm not sure which is applicable. I came home to discover a mauled bird in my hallway - Fucking cats. In a few days I finish work and start packing to head to university. I'm working my way through all the Venture Bros. that I torrented and I just love it even more the second and third time around. Tomorrow I think I have to work again, and after that I'm going to make things. I honestly don't know what, but I can feel a creative rash breaking out. Or a rash of creativity.
EDIT: Oh - and again I want to thank you for providing a platform to communicate this. I don't get much opportunity elsewhere, in spite or perhaps because of my Saturday nights often being filled with boring shit.
I spent the first part of this last week recovering from a mix of allergies and post-con crud. Aside from allergies and minor lung crap, that's mostly abated.
This week, I've been playing around with deviantArt's new web art app, Muro. While I'm not a fan of deviantArt's copyright policies (hence why I haven't posted there in several years), the app is extremely impressive, to the point of being comparable to some of the cheaper graphics programs out there. I highly recommend anyone who dabbles in digital art check it out-- it's free, and you can export what you create to work on in other programs afterward.
Went to my aunt & uncle's surprise 40th anniversary party was last night. Found myself in the awkward situation of having one of my mother's friends ask me if I could tell her where cougar night was after hearing about my having to explain to my mother what cougar night was a couple years ago.
I suppose I should fill in the backstory here... A couple years ago, I was staying at my mother's for a week, in between moving from one residence to another. One afternoon, my mom tells me that she's not going to be there that evening, that she's going out to "Cougar Night" with her friend (who happens to be my uncle's former sister-in-law). I stop dead in what I'm doing, turn to look her in the eye, and say, "excuse me???". She doesn't see the issue, because apparently she doesn't actually know what a 'cougar' is. So... I try to explain this to her, so that she knows what she's going to. Mom isn't getting the explanation, no matter how much I try to explain it. So, I find myself in the unenviable position of having to then explain to her what a MILF is. ARGH. *Insert brain bleach and rapid need for a strong drink here*
This was then followed her wanting to know other terminology. Then she said she was going to spend the night sitting next to me with a big grin on her face... *shudder*. I'm just grateful that she didn't continue that mode of conversation after my grandfather and his wife got back to the table.
So... yeah... Anyway, today is me working on art, and figuring out some web design stuff for a WordPress site that I'm slowly putting together.
..And since I didn't post one last week, here's a picture of me from GenCon a couple weeks ago: