And here are my thoughts, in no particular order.
Got a new song done last night, Spring Loaded. It’s probably the only ‘pop’ song I’ve done; basic bouncy rock beat, strumming upbeat guitar, scat be bop du ba bop type lyrics. I was sitting down originally to write UE, but I felt the music bug bite and since I haven’t done a tune in nearly a month, I went for it. Hum along.
Busybusybusy. Work is busy. Lots of projects. Coworker’s up in New York distributing Cipiro, so I get his share of the projects. Mockups, databases. Modifications and tweaks. It’s a lot. I’m doing my best to get through it all. Weekend soon. Things have been busy on the home front, too; move prep, WWF with friends, juggling my feeding and cleansing, party Saturday, shopping Sunday, and so on. Busybusy. Kinda teetering on the edge between stressed and okay. Aiee.
I’m starting to not trust web polls and quizzes and ratings. Cute little toys like that proliferate through journals… and they’re DESIGNED as such, so they can gather eyeballs for ads, or even worse — harvest e-mail addresses for spamming when you tell the site to mail your friends things. Today’s wacky web widget is tomorrow’s source of e-mails promising 100% celebrity anal.
UE is ticking. Well, no. Right now it’s tocked because I’m trying to think of something suitably funny for Mallory’s next run-in. And there’s the usual insecurity and fear of diving back into the work. And my busy everything going on kind of thing. But I’ll try to get to it soon.
Been RPing on MUCKs more lately. Am constantly reminded that I trust no one anymore on a MUCK. See, a year ago I was playing Lilith from Darkstalkers and one of my best friends was playing Ukyou from Ranma 1/2, and I was doing this plot that was at Sailor Nothing levels of seriousness and meaning. I was quite happy with it. Apparently, others were not and they railroaded us both off the MUCK because they objected to the subject matter and felt it was messing with THEIR ability to have fun, even if I was keeping it very private and away from others. I’ve never been happy about the result and nowadays I keep an eye on anybody I’m playing with and I have to restrict my urge to do these great, serious plots of psychological consequence and horror. Well, wouldn’t you know, I started another one and BAM once things got unpleasant I got a complaint from someone. Argh. I can understand most of the complaint (“If I’m under suspicion of murder, it’s hard to RP outside the plot”) but it’s still frustrating. I’ll probably tame the story down a lot, or just call it off. There’s only one or two people I trust anymore to work with whenever I want to do something deeper than waiwai conversation. They know who they are.
I’m fat and unappealing. Fat at least I can work on, but I tend to forget do my exercises. Once I’m in my new apartment and have more room to do them in and a more regular schedule, maybe it’ll be easier. I don’t know. But I’ve been having physical health problems from it (strained muscles, acid reflux, etc) and I’m getting damn depressed about it. I have little doubt in my mind that exercise isn’t going to do jack for my weight, either. Maybe scrape off a pound or two after months of hard work, whee. I’m not impatient but I’d like to think hard work == good results, and as college taught me, that’s almost never the case.
I would really like Ultra to take care of itself. Sadly, it cannot. I’m glad it’s ending, but it’ll still be a hell of a lot of work and time before that comes about.
Amazon dicked me on the shipping of my Final Fantasy DVD. Because I combined it with my Utena Movie DVD order (both were released on the same day) and for some reason they didn’t get Utena in stock in time, by the time I could de-combine them and pay extra for the faster shipping… they shipped too late which means I’m playing three times as much for shipping for an item that will not get here before the Saturday movie party. Argghhh. And when the hell is Smackdown:JBI coming out for PS2, anyway? I hate release dates. I want a time machine.
Hopefully in 3-4 weeks, after I’m moved into my new pad, things will settle down and be calm again. Then I’ll just have a whole new kettle of problematic worms as I live independently for the first time in nearly three years.