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Last Minutes

ohhh man i need to go to bed RIGHT now.

but news!

i am sunburned, but have resolved to get more sun before it disappears and i am once again privy to the wonders of working in a northeast winter. i have both my credit cards down to almost the same amount, and have figured i can have them both paid off by the new year. im 12 turn-ins away from my winterspring mount (which approximates to about 12 hours, give or take..); i'm going to try to get it before my account freezes on sept 1st. im going to get TP to play when he gets his new computer, if only for the zevhera mount :3. i cant wait to go to ikea this weekend and get my bookshelf. i am exhausted but had a fabulouso time this weekend.

i guess thats it. time to go pass out.

Hear-ye, hear-ye!

lexxxxxxxxxx
Aug 11, 2008
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okay guys. seriously. y'all need to throw me a bone here. kim! kinley! ashley! whatre you doing in your LIVES over there! what is up! what are your hopes, dreams, fears, inhibitions, what did you eat yesterday! i miss you guys get the hell on here!

jessie, thank goodness for you or i wouldnt know what to do with myself :< !

so news? ive decided to try to throw myself into working out. im trying to not eat constantly (i was STARVING on the bus ride home, cause all i ate all day was a thing of poptarts for bfast, a thing of chips and hummas, a thing of peanut butter crackers and my salami sandwich. okay that sounds like a lot, but honestly it wasnt haha), trying to cut out sweets and as many carbs and i can manage (i love carbs....), and im going to get way more serious in working out every day. i can already see some serious changes, but im just so...squishy everywhere. like theres just too much to me, this layer of fat underneath my skin is just so....gross. i also wouldnt mind if my boobs got smaller; i really want to eventually get down to that sort of skinny, androgynous look of skinny colored jeans and tshirts with a cool haircut. boobs completly ruin the canvas that is the chest for displaying cool tshirts. shirts with boobs under them are always about the boobs, no matter what you do. so obnoxious.

also, i dunno why because we just came from florida, but i get really sweaty/greasy really fast. and ive been breaking out, despite using blackhead scrub like, every day. i duno what my damage is, but honestly by the end of every day i feel kind of like a sick rat or something. a fat sick rat.

i also constantly need projects. i keep buying furniture for my room because i love putting it together. i think i might start sewing, just to give me something to do. i hate sitting down at the end of a day and not knowing what to do with myself. i froze my wow account, but i think i have until like the first of sept before it shuts off, so my goal is to get my winterspring frostsaber mount before that. then whenever i decide to come back im moving my character off of jaednar onto mannoroth and im gonna get TP to play, and steve has a hardcore char on there, so that should be cool. but really, grinding 21,000 rep at 850 turn in every hour or so gets really...boring. in all i think it takes like 41,000 rep to get it, but im at 8000/21000 to exaulted, so im over halfway there 8). im so obsessed with mounts; when taylor plays im gonna make him play long enough to get that zhevra mount too. BWAHAHAH. my goals in that game are completely fux0red!

oh, i also had this crazy dream last night. you know when you have dreams, where when you wake up you know that the way you felt in that dream, is exactly the way you would feel in real life? for example, i had a flying dream once, and i honestly think i know what it would feel like to have that superhero ability to fly, and how it would physically make me feel. anyways, last night i had this super indepth war-dream, and it was pretty scary. that feeling of not knowing when to move because you never know whos looking in just your way. sneaking around, stealing guns off dead bodies, threatening people to get out of tight situations, even killing the 'faceless enemy' from a few not so faceless feet away. it was intense, and i woke up at like 3:30am completely awake (and starving, ugghh) and rolled around fitfully until i finally passed out. so weird, usually im so tired when i go to bed i dont dream, so who knows wtf happened last night.

alright, speaking of bed..time for it 8)

Oh, how I wish I did!

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Peachies!

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Boys are Dumb

lexxxxxxxxxx
Aug 6, 2008
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i dont think ive really updated in a while? i guess the days/weeks just sort of blur together, defined only by weekends and paydays.

i had some really super awkward hang outs last weekend. mostly it was because theres a guy at work totally crushing on me (and totally 30), who would not have a chance. i got invited by another friend from work to go see batman imax (WHICH was awesome, except i had to pee like a bitch starting about 20 miuntes in but i was really high and didnt want to get up and ruin everything for everyone, so i just suffered/punished my bladder :<) with a group of people, said guy a part of, but i figured it wasnt dangerous cause it was a group. yeah, nice plan, until everyone pulls out except those two guys, the one guy's girlfriend, and me. woah, sneak attack double date. after eating pot brownies and smoking. and the guy spent the whole night complaining to me about the fact that the other guy brought his gf really loudly and generally making me feel awkward. the worst comes at 3am when im trying to mentally prep myself for the trip to brooklyn to stay at megans (scratch that: hope i can wake her up to let me in (i already asked but she lseeps like a rock)), and he offers me to stay at his place. of course sirens are going off, but my inner-jew came out and i decided the taxi wasnt worth it, and if he got nonsensical i would just have to make things awkward and be like 'nice try but no'. thankfully he wasnt a sketchball, but either way i was so glad when we parted ways. some people are just not fun to hang out with one on one. especially when you can totally see them eyeing you like a piece of meat while you talk. gross. and i work with all these people! AHH!

so the next day i hung out with jason bennett, which was fun, we went to see hellboy also after eating some brownies, and then he got really weird (i think he was seeing this as a potential 'can i hit this' hang out) and, hilariously, kind of drew-like. you know, only answers your questions, never turns the conversation back to you, until you literally run out of things to talk about and have to resort to sitting next to each other in silence. good thing im good at reading/neutralizing situations like that, so it wasnt overly awkward, but thank goodness for the movie.

anyways, i just hope that if i hang out with them a few other times, theyll get the message. theyre good guys, i do like hanging out with them, just not with that extra glint in their eyes. they need to get over themselves. and they both know i have a boyfriend just a couple hours away!! it should be no problem. oh well, eventually theyll understand we can be badass friends but theyll never stick it.

everything else has been kind of eh, not really worth talking about. im getting a lot of kudos at work, which makes me feel pretty good, starting to become better friends with the gang there. i finished the new twilight book, and was sorely dissappointed -- what was she thinkign??? the first one did so well because all those 15 year olds could put themselves in her place, could be the ones with the perfect beau. NOBODY that reads it can identify with some (spoilers!!) baby-crazed bitch. nobody wants to! my side project is re-writing them; im going to try to start up a book of my own, and i figure thisll give me some practice, learning to find the right words to show the right image, the right feeling. we'll see how it goes.

working out is going pretty well; im 130 lbs when i went to the dr, but i think thats muscle (i have a quad muscle i can see! i dont think thats ever existed before), and i can already SEE an improvement. my goal is to be one of those skinny fucking new york bitches before i leave home, but we'll see. id like to run a marathon or something. i just dont want all this fucking loose skin, and im fucking tired of my thighs rubbing together. ill make it happen, all in good time 8).

i froze my wow account until taylor gets his computer built, then im making him play 2 months so i can get that zevhra mount, because im a mount collector and a nerd. hahaha. im going to get an xbox and start to get better at halo, so i can beat the shit out of all my guy friends at work. my birthday is in a month, and ill be 22. thats kind of ridiculous.

okay time for bed.

What the shit?

lately i just feel...like i have nothing to say? im sitting here and i dont know what to do, so i think i might just go to bed. heavens knows ill need it; tomorrow after work a bunch of us are eating some brownies, fucking around until a 1230 imax showing of batman, whense ill need to pass out on someones couch, and the next day im gonna hang out with jason bennett and eat more brownies and go to hellboy or a museum or something.

and yesterday i didnt get out of work until 1am haha im going to be WRECKED come sunday night......

okay this was boring, i should only post these kinds of entries on my LJ because VOX is for good chunks of 'heres my life'. sorry guys :\.

oh i also heard the first few chapters of breaking dawn were scanned and some weird shit happens, but i will still buy it, and still read it. i mean cmon plz.

Weekend Summery

well i got home from albany around 5, put up my curtains (?? dont ask me; when im in my house for longer than an hour without a 'project' i get all antsy..), but my computer wouldnt connect to the internet...so i cleaned up my room, brought some books upstairs (next on my list: bookshelf/dvd shelf), put all my laundries away, and.....proceeded to not know what to do with myself. its such a horrible feeling, knowing that the internet controls my life so.

eventually it popped back up, so im checkin up on some things, and then...im not sure. i dont have any books to read, i have freelance to work on but im ignoring it for the time being. harumph.

albany was a lot of fun; i didnt get in until like, 10:30, and taylor got home from work @ the same time, so we both basically smoked, and fell asleep by like 12:30. woke up at 11, went to a headshop and got matching bongs (ADORABLE! my next project is making a lockable box to keep it in :>), grocery shopping for dinner, then went home and chilled out, i think we popped in a movie, made dinner, hung....went out to get batman begins, and then i fell asleep at 10, him soon after. woke up at 9 today, smoked and ate some breakfast, then went on a walk for a bit, got home and i showered and then rolled out. it always goes so fast, but its nice to be in someone's apartment. i'm so happy i have the opportunity to live at home and work, so i can save some money, get out of debt, and be able to afford some pretty badass things i wouldnt be able to with rent, but psychologically it really messes with you. not in the way that my family is too much (theyre parfait!), but just the sense of having your 'own' space for so long, and now being a part of someone else's space. ehh, i dunno.

i cant believe its already 830....im yawning like a fool and everything. time to pop in a movie and re-lax 8).

Costumes

I don't know... the Clockwork Woman get-up I've been sketching is going to be fairly expensive, far too pricey to be a Halloween party outfit. Still, I really want to make it, and could definitely wear it to cons n' such. Originally, a coworker (tailor by day, waiter by night) was going to help me with the corset, but he quit while I was on vacation and I can't seem to get a hold of him. I found a beautiful tan lambskin underbust corset with halter straps that would be perfect for hitching up a gear assembly, but it's from England and costs $150. I don't think I can justify the possible animal cruelty and environmental costs of shipping the thing across the Atlantic.

I was planning on attaching a pointless gear assembly to either the stomach region of the corset, or across my chest if it's an underbust. Old brass clock gears are easy to come by; I just need them to move, not necessarily accomplish anything, so it should be simple enough for me to rig myself. The rest of the costume would consist of a small-bustle skirt, open in front, short underskirt or bloomers, fishnets (because I just must), and either period appropriate shoes or boots. If I choose an underbust, I'd use a lacy chemise underneath, of course. The color palette would be brown and perhaps burgundy with metallic accents, lots of buckles and buttons. I was thinking about making a small, Edwardian style hat that emitted intermittent bursts of steam, but that might be too tacky. Even with my remedial sewing skills, I could make the bottom half of the costume myself fairly quickly... it's just the corset that's hanging me up. Is it really worth all the effort to make an outfit I'll only wear a handful of times? Between going back to school, hospital bills, a new computer (laptop finally died for good) and dental work I don't have that much to spare.

On the other hand, my boyfriend's shelling out $700 for a vintage Lotus road bike, plus a few hundred more for accessories, so $150 doesn't seem so bad. On the other hand, he bought my new comp so I don't have any room to be critical... plus, with him spending so much, perhaps I should be saving even more. *sigh*

It is...

a sushi robot!

Yes, that's right, a sushi robot by the good people at Suzumo. Our sushi bar has such high volume that we had to get one of these babies to make spread rice onto nori sheets. We got another one that makes perfect sushi rice (and it tumbles so there are no burnt spots like you get in a stationary warmer), and one that makes nigiri. The nigiri one isn't all that useful; you still ave to have a human to slice the fish properly, then load it and the rice into the machine. In that amount of time, you could just do it yourself. I think you can load ingredients in sequence (e.g., 2 tamago, 1 hamachi, 3 tako) and have the robot churn them out while you fill other orders, but no one's using it that way yet...

In conclusion, the myth about sushi being an aphrodisiac is apprently true. The end.