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dragonlady7My knees are really bothering me today, just kinda 'wahh i'm tired' kinda twingey sore. I've got my new legwarmers with skulls on them on, but rather than having them over my calves, as most people would wear them, I have the upper band above my knee and the lower band just below, so I'm wearing them essentially as kneepads. I might keep them like that for work, if this doesn't let up at all.
I also just randomly got my period this morning (I have got to keep better track. You'd think I'd have the knack, as I've been menstruating regularly for over fifteen years now, but I really don't yet have a good system for keeping track at all) so I have cramps.
I decided, however, that I was going to make the best of things and behave competently today. Thusfar it isn't working. I got my kneepads boxed up to send back to Wild Bill for repair and upgrades (yes, I'm getting my kneepads upgraded), and went to the post office, and ordered a money order, and said "And I need to ship this box to..." And noticed that the box was entirely blank.
Yes.
No address.
"Somewhere in Texas," I said, deflating somewhat. "Crap."
Instead of going directly home I decided to fortify myself with an expensive coffee with an Italian name, so I went across the street to the Spot Coffee tacked onto the side of the little grocery store there. I got a caramel macchiato and an eclair. The coffee tastes sort of like ass, and the eclair... well, it was frozen in the middle. So I took it home, pried the top off, and nuked the bottom and the custard part. The first time I put it in not long enough, and nothing happened. So I put it in twice as long and of course melted the custard.
At least I could eat the chocolate part.
But the coffee still tasted like ass.
It could just be me. I think it probably is just me.
I'll drink it anyway beause I probably need the caffeine.
I wussed out and took one single solitary ibuprofen to ease the knees and uterus, but I have a policy of not taking pain killers before work. (And one isn't enough to actually do anything, but I was hoping for a decent placebo high at least...) If I hurt too bad to work, I hurt too bad to work. If I don't hurt too bad to work, then I don't need medicine. Ditto for practice. If I medicate myself and continue to exert myself, it had better be for something ultimate, some worthy goal, some one-time thing, because I am going to cause myself more damage while numbed, and I am going to hurt worse the next day. So... [This doesn't mean I can't take a whole handful of Advil once I get home, of course. I have no objection to the medicine at all.]
If I was going to call in sick, I'd've had to do it two minutes ago, and I'm not going to because I'm stubborn and also because I'd rather have the option of calling in tomorrow or Saturday if I hurt worse then. But I am going to be miserable today, and if my knees hurt too bad, well then that's too bad, I'm going to sit down and customer service can go fuck itself. I'm supposed to have a trainee today, as well, which is a laugh riot, but we'll see whether we can manage to be defiant enough to avoid that.
Ugh, I just found out why the caramel macchiato didn't taste like caramel. I just found all the caramel syrup at the bottom. Pleh pleh pleh. Well, drinking a lot of water is supposed to be good for you...
I've been meaning to mention that I really enjoyed the pimp-your-own-fanfic meme. It was nice to revisit all y'alls things. I've mostly read people's stuff before, so it was for the most part just a pleasant review of stories I'd read and, yes, loved. But I hadn't read everything of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
galadhir's, and it strikes me that for the most part I don't know where and under what name much of her LotR stuff is archived! I would love to read (and reread) more of it! Where do you keep all your good stuff??? I know there's more and you're holding out on me!!! ;)
Nobody tagged me, but I went back and reread my fanfic folder anyway. It's horribly disorganized; I remember now why I have so much half-finished stuff posted on HASA, and that is because that's the only place I could get it organized at all.
I complain now that my writing files are disorganized, but I realize that I have improved immensely. I still wish I could come up with a better system, however.
I enjoyed several of my old storylines (nothing could coherently be called a "story", however; most of it's fragments and I cobbled a few together into things and slapped titles on them) but was sort of depressed at how incomplete some were, while others were horribly amateurish. I even found one movieverse snippet that I wrote very badly-- my first fanfic! I was still telling myself I wasn't really going to write fanfic, back then, so it was pretty explicitly writesturbation...
Ah well. I have come a long way in some ways, and in others still haven't shown much improvement. Bummer. I found a couple things I'd love to continue but, when will I have the time?
Sigh.
...
Does anyone else ever get that thing, when they have cramps and it makes their thigh muscles go all weak and wobbly? I've got that, and it is Not Helping the stupid knees. You'd think they'd feel themselves overmastered by all this muscle pain, but the tendons are determined to have their say. This is rather... well, it would be inspiring, if it were anything remotely positive, but it's actively negative so I suppose it's the opposite of inspiring. How nice to know that my body can unite itself so well in the pursuit of having me not get anything done ever.
(Screw the knees! The Knockouts have two new draftees and we're scrimmaging tonight, and I am NOT missing that, so the knees can cry all they want. They're not getting ibuprofin and they're not getting the night off.)
I also just randomly got my period this morning (I have got to keep better track. You'd think I'd have the knack, as I've been menstruating regularly for over fifteen years now, but I really don't yet have a good system for keeping track at all) so I have cramps.
I decided, however, that I was going to make the best of things and behave competently today. Thusfar it isn't working. I got my kneepads boxed up to send back to Wild Bill for repair and upgrades (yes, I'm getting my kneepads upgraded), and went to the post office, and ordered a money order, and said "And I need to ship this box to..." And noticed that the box was entirely blank.
Yes.
No address.
"Somewhere in Texas," I said, deflating somewhat. "Crap."
Instead of going directly home I decided to fortify myself with an expensive coffee with an Italian name, so I went across the street to the Spot Coffee tacked onto the side of the little grocery store there. I got a caramel macchiato and an eclair. The coffee tastes sort of like ass, and the eclair... well, it was frozen in the middle. So I took it home, pried the top off, and nuked the bottom and the custard part. The first time I put it in not long enough, and nothing happened. So I put it in twice as long and of course melted the custard.
At least I could eat the chocolate part.
But the coffee still tasted like ass.
It could just be me. I think it probably is just me.
I'll drink it anyway beause I probably need the caffeine.
I wussed out and took one single solitary ibuprofen to ease the knees and uterus, but I have a policy of not taking pain killers before work. (And one isn't enough to actually do anything, but I was hoping for a decent placebo high at least...) If I hurt too bad to work, I hurt too bad to work. If I don't hurt too bad to work, then I don't need medicine. Ditto for practice. If I medicate myself and continue to exert myself, it had better be for something ultimate, some worthy goal, some one-time thing, because I am going to cause myself more damage while numbed, and I am going to hurt worse the next day. So... [This doesn't mean I can't take a whole handful of Advil once I get home, of course. I have no objection to the medicine at all.]
If I was going to call in sick, I'd've had to do it two minutes ago, and I'm not going to because I'm stubborn and also because I'd rather have the option of calling in tomorrow or Saturday if I hurt worse then. But I am going to be miserable today, and if my knees hurt too bad, well then that's too bad, I'm going to sit down and customer service can go fuck itself. I'm supposed to have a trainee today, as well, which is a laugh riot, but we'll see whether we can manage to be defiant enough to avoid that.
Ugh, I just found out why the caramel macchiato didn't taste like caramel. I just found all the caramel syrup at the bottom. Pleh pleh pleh. Well, drinking a lot of water is supposed to be good for you...
I've been meaning to mention that I really enjoyed the pimp-your-own-fanfic meme. It was nice to revisit all y'alls things. I've mostly read people's stuff before, so it was for the most part just a pleasant review of stories I'd read and, yes, loved. But I hadn't read everything of
galadhir's, and it strikes me that for the most part I don't know where and under what name much of her LotR stuff is archived! I would love to read (and reread) more of it! Where do you keep all your good stuff??? I know there's more and you're holding out on me!!! ;)Nobody tagged me, but I went back and reread my fanfic folder anyway. It's horribly disorganized; I remember now why I have so much half-finished stuff posted on HASA, and that is because that's the only place I could get it organized at all.
I complain now that my writing files are disorganized, but I realize that I have improved immensely. I still wish I could come up with a better system, however.
I enjoyed several of my old storylines (nothing could coherently be called a "story", however; most of it's fragments and I cobbled a few together into things and slapped titles on them) but was sort of depressed at how incomplete some were, while others were horribly amateurish. I even found one movieverse snippet that I wrote very badly-- my first fanfic! I was still telling myself I wasn't really going to write fanfic, back then, so it was pretty explicitly writesturbation...
Ah well. I have come a long way in some ways, and in others still haven't shown much improvement. Bummer. I found a couple things I'd love to continue but, when will I have the time?
Sigh.
...
Does anyone else ever get that thing, when they have cramps and it makes their thigh muscles go all weak and wobbly? I've got that, and it is Not Helping the stupid knees. You'd think they'd feel themselves overmastered by all this muscle pain, but the tendons are determined to have their say. This is rather... well, it would be inspiring, if it were anything remotely positive, but it's actively negative so I suppose it's the opposite of inspiring. How nice to know that my body can unite itself so well in the pursuit of having me not get anything done ever.
(Screw the knees! The Knockouts have two new draftees and we're scrimmaging tonight, and I am NOT missing that, so the knees can cry all they want. They're not getting ibuprofin and they're not getting the night off.)
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Date: 2007-03-15 07:12 pm (UTC)All my SW and LotR stuff is up on that website (except the elf-porn, which is on http://www.ofelvesandmen.com/StoriesbyPairingFP/A-C/Celeborn-EluThingol.htm ('Summer Lightning' is mostly by
Oh... *Levade*! Of course I remember Levade! I just got lost with the new name :)
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Date: 2007-03-20 05:45 pm (UTC)OTOH, if he *had* been popular I might have not bothered writing him myself, as I do have a tendancy to fall in love with the most neglected and least popular character in any fandom I belong to :)
I guess that by now the film based influx of fans is over, and those who've stayed are the ones who really love the world and want to read the books.
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Date: 2007-03-21 01:14 pm (UTC)Mm, yes, those who've stayed. I like the feeling of being one of the ones who've stayed.
Not that I've produced anything, of late.
I feel sort of odd, in that I've been a hardcore Tolkien fan since fourth grade, but never wrote fanfiction until the height of the movie fandom craze.
You write Celeborn like nobody else, and you also write the pre-First Age like nobody else. I'd never have thought to consider it otherwise. That's the joy and awfulness of the Silm-- how little he really says, how broad the brushstrokes of what he meant. The world is there, in perfect misty brightness and deep complexity, but I cannot see it without good fanficcers going and pulling me close enough to see through the mist.
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Date: 2007-03-21 08:31 pm (UTC)Pre-First-Age is fun because not even Tolkien wrote much about that, but on the other hand what he *did* write was so intreguing. And I found that the more you dug down into what he read, the more it all worked and made sense. (Like the thing about the Sindar being the 'grey' elves, and Thingol wearing a grey cloak, and the sons of Elrond wearing grey, and I'm thinking grey how boring! Why would anyone choose grey for their elvish colour, when they had the choice of anything at all? Which was when it occurred to me that the Sindar lived in darkness for most of their history, and I went 'wow! Tolkien really thought this through, didn't he?!'
He really is the most amazing worldbuilder ever. It's just fantastic the way it all hangs together - and he even (in 'Quendi and Eldar') re-tells the stories from the different points of view so that you can see the Silm as an unreliable history, rather than an authoritative work. It's brilliant!