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I just danced on stage and kissed the cutest Scottish guy evar!! I still feel day and ugly but I can't stop smiling. Also, I am told I made out with a Canadian last night who told me I was beautiful. Overall, I feel amazing. :)
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Peoplepile!!!
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What just happened?!!!
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Corgiball!!!!
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Quote
"I got off the shuttle and there were four guys with bats. The 4channers are really serious this year!" --Aubrin
Damn Yankees!!
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AC room
Room 914 at the westin.
215-353-6492
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Western pa scenery.
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AC!
Tonight, packing and cleaning.
Tomorrow, hitting the road no later than 9am.
ETA in Pgh, no later than 3pm.
Will fire up the Blackberry for full 'net access on this trip.
Want to hang out at some point? Call or text: 215-353-6492
Room number to follow post check-in (c'mon low floor, c'mon low floor!!!).
Trying A Different Tack
I'm tired of listing what's WRONG, so let's try what's RIGHT.
- New sewing project is full of challenges and I've learned a few things from it.
- Saturday night/early Sunday morning. =D
- I came home today to new flippy flops and two new plug/hangie orders for my ears.
- Finally had a quasi-productive day at work, thus avoiding some client retribution.
- Still on the elliptical 5 mornings a week. I think stairs are getting easier.
- ROOT BEER!!
- My cat is cute and soft and she sleeps on me.
- AnthroCon this weekend!
- MXC is on Spike right now.
- Sleep is happening soon. Oh sleep. I love sleep!
Well. I don't feel bouncy happy but I do feel calmer and much more content with life. On that peaceful note, night night!! =D
Friday Night's All Right for the ER
In brief: Got stuck 6 times in 5 places, had a CAT scan, was hooked up to the heart monitor beepy thing and peed in a cup. Conclusion? There is nothing wrong with me. Least of all lithium toxicity.
So glad I spent $50 to find out that my forgetfulness, combativeness, mood swings and inability to be woken from sleep is nothing at all. Oh, and the Doylestown hospital people now have me pegged as some kind of med seeker because there was "nothing wrong with me" but I reported a headache on admittance.
*sigh*
What next?
Fit-less
So today marks 10 days of 30 minute morning elliptical sessions. (I took a pass last Saturday and Sunday).
Weight lost: 0 lbs.
F**ksocks.
I tried to check my target heart rate but every calculator is different. From what I can surmise I am either VASTLY overshooting my THR or I am right on target. I'm 27 with a resting heart rate of about 75-80bpm and when I get up to a comfortable pace on the elliptical (sweating, solid heartbeat but can still hold most of a conversation) my heart rate sits around 147.
I feel like I should be feeling some benefits from this but all I feel are swollen joints and fat sweatyness.
Also, I got a jury summons this week. At least it isn't AC weekend. Bleah!
*emo sigh*
Things are great. So why do I feel so bad? :( Going to the P-doc today to try and straighten out meds. At this point I have pretty much given up hope. I don't know what else to say about it all.
Off now to shower and wash off the morning's elliptical sweat. Which I should feel good about but don't because I am still fat and disgusting and what's the point of it all anyway?
Had a dream last night about riding a vespa/scooter/moped up into the mountains (State College?) and disappearing onto the road. Rode through neighborhoods of abandoned buildings, orange arc sodium lights, shadows, side streets, gas stations with too-bright lights, zombies behind the counter, too much soulless death, not enough space and silence, even in the forgotten places. So I tried to get away.
I didn't make it but I can't remember why.
Life is returning to order -- friends, outings, parties, projects, on my own and with lovers. But my dreams are still disturbed, troubled, filled with death, decay, disorder, fear, solace in decay and abandonment, comfort in... well, a few nights ago David and I were in hospice together, dying of... something. Curled on a chaise, watching TV, napping and whispering and filling time because maybe there wasn't a tomorrow. Bittersweet, but full and warm and soft. But when I dream of Hilary, always she's running, afraid, scared, in danger, always I chase after her, trying to find her, save her, bring her back where it is warm and safe. I never can. Sometimes she has night terrors and bad dreams. Those at least I can save her from with a soft voice, a gentle touch, an embrace, a hug. I wake her and stroke her back until she sleeps again. But in MY dreams... it's never so easy.
...damn. I meant to write about my two awesome weekends but I got distracted by my dreams of late. Ah well. Maybe the dreams are more telling than recent reality. Hrm.
In Before Midnight!
Today is one year to the day I quit smoking cigarettes. Not one has touched my lips since June 14th, 2007. I'm awesome!
Now if only I could lose weight so easily... :p
Vidiot
Me, being an idiot with my labret. No redeeming value at all. Yet I LOLed. It's been a long week.
Words of Wisdom
One of the regulars on my Spindle and Broom list does a daily 'words of
wisdom' post each day. This is today's:
"Love the one you're with." You are never without yourself, so give
yourself a big hug for me.—God/dess
The word of the day is acceptance.
I needed to hear that.
Kale's New And Improved AC Meme Of LOL
Stolen blatantly and shamelessly from ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) kalemika, with intent to bring the lulz.
How many friends do you actually have, and if so, when I catch you without them?
Lots, but if you want me alone just call me, I can arrange to wander off at any time.
Where's the nearest bed that you have to yourself?
I can arrange to have the hotel room to myself more or less any time. But even my bed at my apartment is shared.
Do I have to worry about getting into a fight with one of your friends if I run up to you and act like a nutball?
No way! But we may laugh uncontrollably.
Am I attracted to you/compatible with your organs?
I dunno, are you? I'm a girl, born, raised and totally OK with that. If that works for you, great, if not, we can always just cuddle.
Are you old enough to qualify as creepy?
There are many ways in which I may BE creepy, but age is not one (27, for those keeping score).
How much competition do I have trying to get you in bed?
I have no idea. I'm not exactly popular on the bed circuit. If you're nice and funny and well groomed and don't smell bad and aren't terribly socially awkward and aren't hideously deformed your chances are very good indeed.
How much do you like random attention from awkward strangers?
Well... Random is good, but at least try not to be TOO awkward. Or be the endearing sort of awkward.
How fast will you call the cops if I drunkenly hit on you?
How fast will you knock it off if I tell you I'm not interested?
Do you think I'm pretty, as part of the collective group of people on earth?
I think the person I stole this from is very pretty. Everyone else will have to be evaluated on a case by case basis.
I'm going to ask you on the internet if you want a dance, but I really don't know how in real life and will ask you if you want to go back to your room when we get there. (Okay, that's not really a question, but.)
I don't dance. Much.
How desperate are you?
Not at all.
I won't see you for how many months after?
I don't know. How close do you live, how did we connect and how good was it? I'll give you my LJ and my cell #, regardless.
I Need One
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Social Bookmarking
Ma.gnolia or del.icio.us? Pros, cons, user experience?
Also, loving Jaiku. Better than twitter and with Google on board I have
hopes for even greater things. My username there is redbadger.
Posting by e-mail to cut down on gratuitous LJ surfing at work, so no
linkies. Sorry.
You Keep Using That Word. I Do Not Think It Means What You Think It Means.
Phactory is awesome and so are the people volunteering on it..
Kale and Squeakers and LittleWolf and Celsius and all party goers are awesome -- party fouls and grill upendings and all.
I am awesome for getting back to working out on the elliptical every morning.
FailBlog is awesome for making me LOL.
So why do I feel so not-awesome? :(
Kung Fu Panda tonight, which I hear is also awesome. Hopefully that will cheer me up some.
FYI turned off LoudTwitter. Seemed like more people were annoyed by it than informed. All updates still available via the Twitter-checking method of your choice. Coming soon, more on Jaiku.
Bits and Pieces - Condensed
All the minutiae you didn't want to know. In 140 character chunks!
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Ooo, a Toy!
Anyone willing to invite me to Jaiku? It looks neat, full of features, and not broken like Twitter! *looks hopefully at baerana*
The Phactory Project
DVPN is working in conjunction with Phactory, LLC to create a pagan community center in the Kensington section of Philadelphia. The site is the former Orinoka Mills at 1828 E. Somerset Street. Since I'm not much of a gardener I'm going to go help clear debris and whatever else I can do to help get this site ready for refurb.
Ideally I'd LOVE to do a display on the history of the building, maybe for permanent display. But that's way down the road. Like, when the place has running water and electricity and security. :p
In the meantime, I'll be there this Saturday the 7th at 10am with my gloves and work boots on (and probably a camera too). Anyone who wants to join me absolutely should. The info is on the meetup site.
Bits and Pieces - Condensed
All the minutiae you didn't want to know. In 140 character chunks!
Courtesy LoudTwitter
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