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Back in my frivolous days of youth, I had a particular affection for this little thing called an ECA stack. Being a frugal DIY-er, I made my own with ephedrine tabs (I preferred Mini Thins, but would also use Truckers Luv IT brand), No-Doz, and baby aspirin. One tablet of each in the morning after a particularly late (or rough) night and I was good for the day. Alert, focused, and happy. No shakes, no jitters, no headache-nausea from multiple cups of coffee...ECA stacks were the shit. Then of course, ephedrine became illegal and the replacement (I can't remember its name) wasn't the same. I haven't taken an ECA stack in over a decade.

Well.

Last night was bad. Real bad. Between the coughing (still) and the itching from these fucking mite bites (worse), I got maybe three hours of cumulative sleep last night. I felt horrible. Just wretched. I should note, I went to bed at 9:00 last night because I was so tired from walking back and forth to the union twice yesterday for meetings. This morning I could barely climb the stairs to wake up [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick to ask him to give me a ride up to campus. No way I could call in sick, since the other secretary is out.

Before we left, I rooted around in our medications drawer for an Emergen-C packet. I saw a bottle of this stuff that I bought [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick ages ago. There was still one tablet left and I thought Well Why Not. I brought it to work with me, popped it in my tea mug full of water and drank it first thing when I got here.

Holy Fucking Shit y'all. Z-I-N-G! Energy and euphoria just like what I remember from my ECA stacks. I am happy! I am motivated! I am looking at my to-do list for today and thinking Hooray! Filing! My Favorite! (I actually do love filing, but it's a weirdly exhausting task when one is chronically tired and brain-foggy.) I'm looking around my office and there is just not enough here for me to do. I can tell I'm not going to be content paging through screen after screen of Tumblr. I want to be making things, talking about things, doing things. I want to go to the gym!

I feel so damn good. I honestly don't remember the last time I felt this basically...great. I mean, it's Friday, and that helps, but you guys I could barely string together a sentence when I left the house and now I've cheerfully helped two people with the copier, chatted with someone about art projects, answered all my work email, gossiped with someone about her weekend plans, and just generally been Let's Do Today, Folks! on three hours of sleep. While itchy. And still coughing/stuffy. I feel like a normal person. A normal, happy person. This is amazing.

It's gonna be difficult not to take one of these things every day.

Smoked

Aug. 4th, 2015 09:05 am
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I feel better this morning. We'll see how long it lasts. That's not pessimism, that's being realistic. I am weaning myself off caffeine. Green or white tea in the morning, no caffeine after noon. Black tea only on weekends. We'll see if it helps my overall energy levels once my body adjusts.

Finished season two of Penny Dreadful last night and I was...uncertain about how I felt about it? I was so pissed off by one of the writing choices in the last episode that it soured me on the rest of the ending.

Just a reminder, my Etsy shop is restocked and has a 20% off code (TOAST) that's valid through the end of August.

Today's Tumblr is Tuesday, August 6: Mad Max Fury Road Fanart.

Speaking of Tumblr, this person followed me yesterday and NGL, it made me snort aloud.
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So yesterday I made some questionable fucking awesome life choices that included eating nothing all day but a spoonful of almond butter and some plantain chips and drinking five(ish?) Bloody Marys. Of course I ate the pickled vegetables (one pickled okra and one olive) in each drink. I mean of course.

Adulthood: DOING IT RIGHT.

Also yesterday I figured out what I'm wearing to the department holiday party that doesn't involve me making a new skirt (hurray!) but I do need to accessorize so it's a little more dressy. Pics tomorrow.

I started working on 2014's planner, and I saw The Hobbit 2: Molten Boogaloo Desolation of Smaug and I went grocery shopping and I did food prep for two of the three meals for the week and all of that was in the slight haze of tipsiness so it was all good. And I feel pretty much okay today except I'm starving and I have a bit of a headache but I think the headache is mostly just because I'm hungry. I have another fifteen minutes before I can eat (must take thyroid meds on an empty stomach and not eat for an hour afterward).

Andrew had to cancel today's session which is a little disappointing but probably for the best since I don't think my energy or stamina would be super great today. I need to pick an old workout from last month (or before) for this week. Should I pick one that focuses on arms or legs... arms or legs... DECISIONS.

Oh, and no, I didn't like the movie, but I didn't like the first one, either, so I wasn't surprised or disappointed. This one was pretty enough, but needed more Martin Freeman. A plot wouldn't have gone unappreciated, either.
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I think I've mentioned that The Toast is my new fave blog. Check out today's entry, Tim Curry and Morgan Freeman Finally Take You Up On Offer To Read The Phone Book.

Today's Softer World is good, too.



I'm having problems getting motivated about anything lately. Physically, emotionally, mentally...I'm just sort of blah about everything. Like I'm depressed, but it's not depression. It's just, I dunno. Ennui? I feel like I have too much going on right now, so my psyche is digging in her heels and just not doing jack.

My motivation to exercise is low. This morning I hauled myself out of bed in time to lift. I even got my shoes on. But...no. Just no. I took off my shoes and did some yoga. Which, great. At least I did something. But it'll be a week tomorrow since I lifted something heavy and I can't let myself slack on that if being strong is my priority. I can tell I haven't been adequately working my posterior chain because even with my hourly walks, my left hip is bugging me when I sit.

My compulsive eating habits are creeping back. That nagging "you know you want to eat that so eat it because you know you want it and it's RIGHT THERE in the cabinet and you know you want to eat it so eat it because you know you want it and it's RIGHT THERE" mantra that just does not fucking shut up until I've binged myself halfway to a coma and isn't that an awesome thing to have back after not seeing the demon for so long.

I think maybe I need to start structuring my evenings a little more. If I get out of the house to do something for a couple hours I can remove the environment for the compulsive eating habits and jump start myself to actually do something.

Gotta be something free or really cheap, though, because I am still dead broke.


Thanks, [personal profile] shanmonster, for the heads-up on the video. I'd seen gifs of it on Tumblr (of course), but hadn't seen the whole video yet. DELICIOUS.
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The Toast has an entire day (today) devoted to essays about V.C. Andrews books. LOVE IT. Yes, I totally read these as a teen. Secretly. With relish. My parents still don't know. Although I'm not entirely certain they'd even know who she is/was. But I am positive they wouldn't have approved. Flowers In the Attic and my seventh-grade best friend's mom's Harlequin Romance collection were my introduction to reading porn. I was twelve years old. THIRTY-ONE YEARS OF PORN READING Y'ALL.



Speaking of fuck yeahs and Freddie Mercury, I am so buying this tee shirt. Oh hell yes.

Today's Tumblr collection is: Tuesday, August 13: Cars.
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Well, that was exhausting.

Yesterday I hit up three thrift stores and one consignment store in hopes of pulling together the clothes for Pit Girl. I almost got there. I found a shockingly awesome pair of short shorts that fit me like whoa and a tank top that'll work well for distressing/destroying. I had no luck finding belts (WTF) and a little bit too much luck finding a cropped jacket because the one I found is too nice and looks too good on me to distress so I'm going to incorporate it into my regular wardrobe and continue the search. I had moderate luck finding jewelry, but I think I'm going to have to make some cloth totem bags to make the necklace collection look believable. All in all, though, I'm pleased with what I found. Especially the shorts.

Dead Girl, though. Ugh. Dead Girl. After dropping about $30 on the makeup at Fun & Games (and even talking with the guy who consults on the makeup there), I don't think I can make it work. The gelatin 3-D stuff to build the scar is too soft and rubbery and won't take the gray makeup which is too dark, anyway, and blending it with the light flesh tone does not work for me. I spent about an hour and a half fucking around with it last night and...yeah. I don't know how to make this work.



There are a couple problems with the arm scar. I don't want to rebuild it every time, but the gelatin stuff makes the waxed paper base wrinkle so it doesn't lie flat on my arm. The eyelash glue I used wasn't adhesive enough. I could use spirit gum, but I'm vaguely allergic. Plus, it would rip the hair off my arm when I removed it--making the skin even more likely to react. It's kind of a moot point anyway, since I can't use the makeup to blend it into my skin tone. What the fuck to people with any sort of skin coloration whatsoever use for this type of thing? Jesus.

I did have a good time sanding and staining her dress, though. I wore it down nicely (sandpaper + gravel = good combo), and got a fairly convincing dried-blood hand print with some thinned-down acrylic paint.

The makeup issue, though. Blargh. Really not sure what I want to do at this point. Just half-ass it and make my face up to look (extra) pale and sorta dead? Seems a pity to half-ass it, seeing as there will be a lot of people there with amazing makeup jobs. I just don't have the knowledge or experience here, and not a lot of time to research and practice on my own.

By the time 9:30 rolled around last night, I was wiped out (oh, I also did the grocery shopping for the week, cooked lunch and dinner, and prepped food for the week in addition to all the costuming stuff). What with my session with Andrew this morning, I need to take it pretty easy the rest of the afternoon or I'm going to put myself in a world of hurt for the start of the workweek.

MORE BLARGH.

I kind of want a cigarette.
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This woman is adorable.


Because seriously.

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I don't care if you're sick to tears of Gangnam Style. If you have any love at all for scientists and space exploration, you need to watch this:



GO, NASA!

Also, check out this video of Neil de Grasse-Tyson killing it on the dance floor.

I am buying today's Qwertee shirt.

Do I spend the day reading porn or making art? DECISIONS DECISIONS.
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Part of me wants to know more about the "Sworn Virgins of Albania" and part of me cringes at the possibilities of sensational-izing the issue. That said, I am not above pointing out this photo of one of them SWEET BABY JEEBUS. Thanks for the link on that, [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick.

Joseph Gordon-Levitt. My. God. This man was not born to wear suits. Suits were created to be worn by this man.

I signed up for a local bellydance class (scroll down to the bellydance class info), led by one of the women who dances with my old teacher. I hope she's awesome. I want to be able to recommend a Lawrence bellydance teacher. The only bummer is it's on Friday evenings, right after work. Please let this be better than the other recent classes I took--the west coast swing and the yoga.



I was planning to do another 365 day project for 2013, but I can't find my camera.

This is my last weekend of drinking booze, and I have high hopes of spending the entire thing in some state of inebriation. Wish me luck.

Who wants a drunk text?

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First, [livejournal.com profile] pennswoods, I got your card. It's beautiful! Thank you.

Second, it's not even 9:00am and I'm kinda tipsy. LIFE IS GOOD.

Third, vids! Cut for those who don't like vids. WEIRDOS. )

Found on Tumblr: I remember this comic from my childhood. I remember being made curious by how much I liked the blonde in that outfit. Did anyone else grow up in a home that, in retrospect, seems creepily religious? Our church even had Chick tracts.

We went to a gun expo on Saturday, but I'm not sober enough to write about that now.

Most of the time I prefer to be alone, but last night I felt like being social. Alas, the inclination didn't hit until after 7pm. [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick had already left for a social event of his own, and I'd had more wine than I thought I should be driving on, so I was at home alone and feeling slightly bereft. And then I discovered there's something wrong with the charcoal I bought for the hookah and I couldn't get it to stay lit so I couldn't even smoke. It was a disappointing evening.

I wish I had millions of dollars and could fly some of my far-away internet friends here to see me. Hello, [livejournal.com profile] alryssa, [livejournal.com profile] aprilstarchild, and [livejournal.com profile] pennswoods, I am looking at you especially right now.

Update: I sobered up a little, showered, did my nails, and am now tipsy again. LIFE IS STILL GOOD.
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I am rapidly outgrowing my clothes.

I mentioned to some friends yesterday that I've put on fifteen pounds since KCRF wrapped, pretty much all from booze. And okay, that might not necessarily be true, because I haven't actually weighed myself but I have only one pair of jeans that still fit (barely), and my skirts are getting pretty fucking snug.

The part about it being all from booze, however, is totally true. I am drinking so much, you guys. Getting it all in now while I can. I REGRET NOTHING.

In fact, I had breakfast hours ago and [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick doesn't show signs of waking, so I might just have a little pre-lunch wine while I reclaim the sewing room from last night's artistic endeavors. HELLO STRETCH PANTS.

Mmmmmm YES YES.

Update: Oh holy shit you guys I just looked in the mirror for the first time today and I'm starting to get a tiny little black eye bruising from last weekend's shenanigans with my rifle scope. I don't know if it'll photograph, but I'll see what I can do.
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I've been working on art projects for six-plus hours. This is the first time I've sat down since 3pm this afternoon (my sewing room is currently doubling duty as the-xmas-present-wrapping-room, so there isn't any space to sit. I've been working at the standing-hight cutting table).

My neck hurts. I suspect my feet do, too, but I can't feel them.

I got so much done, though!

I should probably eat dinner. But this wine is really filling.
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Hurray for another weekend day warm enough to work on the Chevelle!

Seen on Tumblr:


Now I just really want to pour myself a drink. A while ago, someone gifted me with a bottle of Nemiroff Premium Deluxe vodka. I opened it this week because of reasons. And McKitterick and I finished probably a quarter of the bottle in two and half hours. Just shots. Holy shit this stuff is good. Better than the Bison vodka, IMO. I think my bottle was brought over (the back label is all in Russian), so I hope the stuff that's imported is as good.
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Tepid anticipation. Tell me that's not one of the best phrases you've ever heard. I lifted it from [livejournal.com profile] layweed on [livejournal.com profile] ontd_political. I love it and will most likely use it to describe most of the first few months of 2013.

This is the sexiest piece of jewelry I've seen in a long time. HOT. WANT. Because I would make a great spy.



This is one of the best restaurant reviews I've ever read.

You guys, art is amazing.

[livejournal.com profile] mckitterick is off having breakfast with someone and there are a zillion things I want to do before he gets home. We're going to work on the Chevelle today and tomorrow and over Thanksgiving! Very Exciting.

But first I need to finish laundry, and cook some greens with onions so by the time he gets home the onion oil will have cleared out of the air and won't make his eyes all itchy.

I don't have anywhere to be today, so I might start drinking early. Like...now. BECAUSE I CAN.

Complicit

Oct. 28th, 2012 10:10 am
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Two nights in a row of not enough sleep. Not cool. Lovely times with friends, though. I'm enjoying it (and the wine) while I can.

I put this up on my Tumblr, but I'm posting it here, too:

I wish my moderate Republican friends would simply be honest.
They all say they’re voting for Romney because of his economic
policies (tenuous and ill-formed as they are), and that they
disagree with him on gay rights. Fine. Then look me in the eye,
speak with a level clear voice, and say, “My taxes and take-home
pay mean more than your fundamental civil rights, the sanctity
of your marriage, your right to visit an ailing spouse in the
hospital, your dignity as a citizen of this country, your
healthcare, your right to inherit, the mental welfare and emotional
well-being of your youth, and your very personhood.” It’s like
voting for George Wallace during the Civil Rights movements, and
apologizing for his racism. You’re still complicit. You’re still
perpetuating anti-gay legislation and cultural homophobia. You
don’t get to walk away clean, because you say you “disagree” with
your candidate on these issues.

- Doug Wright, Pulitzer and Tony Award winning playwright

Tonight is the second dance class with [livejournal.com profile] msmitti. I should probably try to get in a nap or things might go worse than last week. In fact, I think I could fall asleep right now.
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I want this soap dispenser. Like, NOW.


Sadly, I don't think it's actually available for purchase.

Last night I got called out on [livejournal.com profile] ontd_political for using a masculine pronoun as gender-neutral. The calling-out was perfectly appropriate in that environment. It's something I should probably stop doing, anyway. But I'm not sure how to tackle the issue of breaking a speech-pattern habit. I am a champ at incorporating different physical habits (eating issues, exercise, etc.), but I'm not sure how to go about changing the way I speak. Subliminal messages? Shock collar? Any suggestions?

Holy crap, the Salt Lake Tribune endorsed President Obama.

"In considering which candidate to endorse, The Salt Lake Tribune editorial board had hoped that Romney would exhibit the same talents for organization, pragmatic problem solving and inspired leadership that he displayed here more than a decade ago. Instead, we have watched him morph into a friend of the far right, then tack toward the center with breathtaking aplomb. Through a pair of presidential debates, Romney’s domestic agenda remains bereft of detail and worthy of mistrust.

Therefore, our endorsement must go to the incumbent, a competent leader who, against tough odds, has guided the country through catastrophe and set a course that, while rocky, is pointing toward a brighter day. The president has earned a second term. Romney, in whatever guise, does not deserve a first."

Whoa. I mean, that's Utah's golden boy they're dissing, there. That's...pretty big.

I got nearly everything done yesterday that I wanted. I still need to clean the sewing room and pull out the winter wardrobe. Those didn't get done because while we were out on errands, we found Iron Sky on Blu-Ray. Since [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick didn't get to see it in the theater, we watched it pretty much as soon as we got home. I did, however, cook up two pots of stuff to take to work, so I've got breakfasts and lunches covered for the week.

Now that KCRF is over, I need to start up with those Goal Posts again. I guess this week's goal will be developing some goals.
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In just a few months, I'll not be eating any chocolate or drinking any wine.

GUESS WHAT I'M DOING TONIGHT. RIGHT NOW.



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Buy your own Winchester Brothers Starter Kit!

A global wine shortage? WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK. [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick, maybe we'd better stock up on vino anyway, even though I might not be drinking any for a while.

Local news: Holy shit, they're tearing down McCollum Hall. Not anytime soon, but still. Eventually.

Last night I drove to the south side of town (where all the big box stores are) to look for a replacement Sherlock Scarf. The one I dyed is just not going to work now that I've developed a sensitivity to RIT dye (and fuck if I'm going to subject myself to wearing a scarf that'll make me break out in hives around my neck and face). The first place I stopped was Target, and I was barely in the door before I saw a perfect royal blue scarf. HURRAY! It was so perfect (and soft!) I didn't mind paying $15 for it. It's so nice when things come together easily and quickly. I was not looking forward to store-hopping.

For those of you who doubt my comments about my lazy nature, let me share with you this email I just received from my mother: "I'm sending you 2 king-sized pillowcases that match our sheets. Would you please shorten them by 8 inches? That will give us extras as both Mom & I are too lazy to get her sewing machine out. Thank you so much. Luv, M"

Now, in the interest of fairness and honesty, I should note that their sewing machine is a treadle, but still. Yeah, I come by that laziness naturally.

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Today's Tumblr collection: Tuesday, October 9, 2012 Reasons to Watch 21 Jump Street.

Go read this review of a vibrator (all text, so fairly SFW).

My weekend was packed and I ran myself a little ragged. Paying for it today. Next weekend isn't going to be any lighter, but once KCRF is over, my schedule is pretty easy for the rest of the year. Starting October 15, I'm making an effort to avoid scheduling more than one late-night activity per week.

The wedding on Sunday was lovely (read: the shortest ceremony I've ever witnessed, with super cool vows) and the reception was fantastic (open bar, a guy hand-rolling cigars, good social time). We got home a lot later than I anticipated, though (who expects to stay at a wedding reception for five-plus hours?), and Monday was COLUMBUS DAY so it was my traditional day to hang with [livejournal.com profile] tessagratton and [livejournal.com profile] nataliesee at faire. [livejournal.com profile] radiantmephit was able to join us again this year and we had loads of fun.

But now I am tired, my lungs hate me (holy crap I smoked a lot the past two days), and I keep getting minor nosebleeds from breathing all the dry and dusty air.
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Holy cow, yesterday's Smoker? Best. Crowd. Ever.

Well, maybe not ever ever, but definitely super fantastic. They completely broke the low-tips-for-body-stocking curse. I think yesterday was one of my highest tip days of the run, if not the highest, largely thanks to [livejournal.com profile] shrijani, [livejournal.com profile] pamelonian, and [livejournal.com profile] philrancid as well as (non-LJ) Theresa and Cutest Thing Ever.

Last night [livejournal.com profile] mckitterick and I stayed up until 2am eating waaaaaaay too much chocolate, watching the (measly few) special features on the Avengers DVD, and the first disc of Community season 3.

I woke up at 6:30 and we have a wedding to go to in KC today.

Awesome.

Wish SOMEBODY would wake up so at least I could get some laundry done.

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