Kinda didn't have time to post this last night.

Yesterday, for breakfast, I had a yogurt, and a magic bullet's worth of smoothie.  Lunch was a combo platter from Stoupsy's, consisting of souvlaki and gyro meat, a pita, some "salad" (shredded iceberg lettuce really), and lemon potatoes.  It was tasty, and I didn't eat the feta (eww gross).  I also had an orange scone from Au Bon Pain.  Dinner was with my aunt, grandma, and Mel at Ten Penh.  It's an Asian fusion place at 10th and Penn (natch) and was quite good.  I had some Tom Yum for appetizer (served in a coconut no less), along with a  couple pieces of vegetable tempura.  My entree was the five spice tea rubbed beef tenderloin (cooked rare no less), served with Korean hollandaise and kimchi noodles.  Dessert was creamy coconut milk rice pudding, with these little banana fritter things.  Plus little tastes here and there.

I rewatched Batman Begins last night to prep myself for tonight's showing of Dark Knight.  Amanda is coming now, and I have told Will to pass to Amanda the message that if she talks during the movie (as she is wont to do), that I will gag her.  Will assured me that he will gag her himself.  But I'm the one with the handkerchief.

Hell, if someone ruins The Dark Knight for me (and my fanboyish glee and terror of the Joker), gagging will be the nicest possible thing I can do to them.  Rest assured, if someone does a fool thing, the authorities will never find every part of them after I am done.

Squee!  Batman!  Joker!

Also, I woke up this morning with a scratchy throat, which is rather lame.

i am so stupid.



nothing ever changes. i'll never change.




"the only real mistakes are those from which we learn nothing."

I meant to post this last night, but I kinda got caught up.

I did the first day of 100 Pushups and Couch to 5K.  The latter was on a treadmill, but I hope to eventually do it in the real world.  Both were harder than I expected, and harder than they should be.

But I did it.  One day down.

This morning, which is to say right now, I put my boxers on backwards.  Oh sure, I realized it and put them on the right way, before pants (which is to say before I put on pants, not before the advent of pants, Pants AD).  But I think that's a mark of how tired I continue to be.

Just wanted to remind everyone about today's Game Night, starting around 3PM at Murky Coffee Arlington.

Specifically, I wanted to remind you that there is an upstairs and a backroom. Check both of those places, because they are the most likely places we'll be. I'll have the yellow Connect 4 board set up.

Check the back room and upstairs!

Hope to see everyone there.

From the movie Threesome, a quote which is much more well known than its source:

"Sex is kinda like pizza. When it's bad, it's still pretty good."

This quote of course, is incorrect. I've had some nauseating pizza, all greasy and undercooked. Pizza that has sent people home sick, and pizza that has made me doubt the existence of goodness in this world.

No. I've amended the quote to be more accurate.

"Sex is kinda like chocolate chip cookies. When it's bad, it's still pretty good."

I'm relistening to the last Panic at the Disco album, and I think it's as big as a disappointment as the first time I listened to it. When first hearing the album, I remarked that it sounded like an overproduced Beatles album, at least subliminally. I know that's going to get someone's hackles up, but the horns in the background, the tweeness, it's just not any good. This thought was borne out when Will told me that it was recorded at Abbey Road. I also know that someone is going to laugh at me for this, but where is the edge? The last Panic at the Disco was an overproduced thing, sure, but that was part of the charm for me. It was kinda lush, a little dark, a little sexy. Yeah, I liked it, deal. This one is all about holding hands or something. I don't even know, and I certainly don't care, because there is no backbone to it.

In preparation for the upcoming sequel, I watched Hellboy last night. I didn't like it this time, the second, as much as I did the first. I think that is more a factor of me building it up in my mind in the intervening years, rather than particular defaults of the movie. Hellboy the comic character is an interesting guy, sort of a Ben Grimm (The Thing) with his just-a-regular-guy-ness and way of thinking, without a lot of the angst. The universe that Hellboy inhabits is one where he is known, well known even, and he deals with the strange in a normal manner. Mike Mignola created a work that brings the mundane to the fantastic, and makes the end of the world humdrum. But in a good way. And Hellboy, is a demon who is a man, and despite being the foretold herald of the end, and literally carrying the key to the apocalypse as his right hand, is not burdened with the same predictable angst and sturm und drang that most comic book characters are. It's refreshing, and doesn't make him a less interesting character.

The movie version of Hellboy, while still a lot less whiny than most movie superheroes, does have his fair share of maudlin injected. This is much to the detriment of the movie I believe. In fact, I tend to believe that most of the changes made to the characters and their relationships are to the detriment of the movie. Not because I am some purist, a mouthbreathing neckbeard, but because it's already been done in pretty much every other superhero. We've seen Batman, Spider-Man, all the X-Men, even bloody Superman moan about how they aren't like other people and yada yada yada. Hellboy is and should be a tonic to this, a guy who accepts that he is a big red demon summoned to usher in the endtimes. He should accept this, reject his destiny, and punch the fuck out of giant Lovecraftian things. The moments when Hellboy drops his angst are the most entertaining to me (I realize the irony of that statement coming from me), and in my hazy memory, those are the moments that got the best reaction from the audience. In the movie, Hellboy loves the pyrokinetic Liz Sherman, played by a dull Selma Blair, who was possibly as dosed on Thorazine as her character. But because he's a big red demon with a giant rock hand locked in the bowels of the BPRD, THEIR LOVE CAN NEVER BE. I feel like all of that has been done before, in movies and TV. In the comics

The movie BPRD is a secret organization, because all organizations dealing with supernatural stuff must be secret. The comic one is a public agency, because this is a world where crazy shit happens. There's the classic POV character, new to the organization, who gets everything explained to him so that the audience can hear it too. Someone to add a bit of gee whiz to the proceedings.

I mean, I know why this was done, and it might have even been necessary in the movie format. The comic format has a lot more flexibility and ability to impart information. And there is a need to appeal to a lowest common denominator audience. I get it. I just kinda wish they had thrown some more curveballs at me.

That's not to say I don't like the movie, as I actually do. It's in my top ten superhero movies, possibly my top five. The visuals are great. Ron Perlman makes a great Hellboy. And despite there being more angst than the comic book, there is still bucketloads less than other superhero movies. I'm quite looking forward to Hellboy II, I was just thinking about a couple points of the first that annoyed me.

So, it turns out that I am not a night person, but that I have Delayed Sleep Phase Syndrome. I base this on nothing more than reading the wiki article, so it must be true! Doctors are for pussies!

I've longed believed that my natural rhythms, in addition to tending towards the night, also run longer than a 24 hour day. Maybe 27-30 hours. Honestly, staying up 20 hours than sleeping 10 seems more natural to me, and left to my own devices, that seems to be the way I tend towards.

So yes, I'm still not getting the sleep I need/want, and I am tired. This is making me cranky, and leading me to get wound up about things that I shouldn't get wound up about.

I've been doing a lot of bitching on this thing lately, and I'd like to change that. But first, back to training.

sorry i fell off the face of the earth lately. all i do is work and send bumper stickers. today, my car broke down on interstate 70. i started to decelerate really rapidly, then my steering went all batshit crazy but i swerved onto the rumble strip and managed to straighten before all the lights went on (battery, check engine, break, door ajar, etc) and i rolled to a stop on the grass median. cool. i have AAA and they were absolutely fantastically helpful. they cost a metric shitload of money but it was worth it for that one time. ew, i'm talking about AAA in my live journal. what the fuck happened to me? let's talk about Dave Matthews Band. that concert was amazing. UH-AMAZING. i wanted to write a big huge comprehensive update, but you'll have to settle for this: sexy gamer grandma, alex's dry cleaning, BJs aka beejs, "with arms wide open" by Creed, as preformed by Karen & Joanna, roflcopter, lollerskates, eat a dick, mantech international corporation, tampons, vogueing, bug in my snatch, Karen and i are having an ass off to see which one of us can get the biggest ass, insert "i can't wait to awkwardly sway with you at an outdoor concert" bumper sticker, call me so i can make it juicy for ya, get the fuck off my lawnchair, and our excentalism conversation on the beltway. oh and does anyone remember "The Space Between" video where Dave is getting all rained on? LOLZ.


can i just say: the urethra is an EXIT ONLY. last week, i had to have a cystoscopy. it consisted of a telescope being inserted in my bladder. it was a penetration nightmare. I'M STILL SORE.


i can't believe i forgot to mention that i flung a thong at Karen while we were at Victoria's Secret... on SuperPoke, you can fling one at somebody, but i actually did it in real life. suck on that, facebook.

Ugh, I'm feeling my mood starting to slip towards black. Time to try putting some things into practice. I'm going to do some light exercise and watch Hellboy.

Does anyone want to see Hellboy 2 with me sometime soon?

My big box of games arrived yesterday. It was missing something, but they'll be getting that too me shortly.

It's pretty awesome, and I am practically vibrating to play some new games.

Apparently Will is gone for the week at the beach. I say apparently, because I could have sworn it was next week he was gone. But he didn't show up last night, so I can only assume that he is beachside. Either that, or he ran off to the circus.

I'm still getting adjusted to the new schedule, which was much the same as the old old schedule. The problem is that since I pretty much gave up caffeine, I have nothing to sort of give me a little kick in the morning. I do sudoku to try and get my brain warmed up, but to be honest, I could do most of those in my sleep. Kakuro is not much better. I'm hoping I can adjust fairly quickly, because it is damn hard, damn hard! to focus on during these trainings. I'm also hoping that eating a bit healthier will bring my energy up, as previous experience suggests.

The other thing I came across is the 100 Pushup Plan. Basically, it gets you to the point where you can do 100 pushups at a time. And I think I'm going to do it, starting Monday. Why wait? Mostly timekeeping. I know that it doesn't mean much, but hell, it's a start. Plus, I really do need a plan, however easy or simple, because I am proven failure at these things.

It also brings to mind the Couch to 5K Program, which is something else I've been thinking about for a while. I think Stew did this for a while, but I don't know if he ever brought it to conclusion. I think it's time for me to start this as well. This one is a bit difficult, mostly for petty logistical reasons. Where can I run? I should run at a track, and I think the nearest one is up at University. Can I run on a treadmill, and will I get the same benefit? Not sure, but I doubt it. The timing is an issue too. I'll take the next couple days to consider it.

The other nice thing about starting work here, is that there is a gym, apparently a very nice one, in the bottom level. Not only is it free to people that work here (like me!) but it has free towel service.

But here is the problem. Well, problems. First, showering. I guess I'm okay showering in a big area, but I prefer to shower alone. Who knows, they might have individual showers. But the bigger issue here is that I do need to shower. And that brings in time. See, I'm nuts, and I cannot really leave the house in the morning without a shower, much less take the metro all the way to work. So if I go to the gym in the morning, that means I'm taking two showers in the morning, which is excessive and silly. Plus, there is that whole issue of getting up early and getting there in time.

The other choice of course is to go after work. I still have to take a shower of course, since I can't go back home on the metro all stinky. But after work, I generally want to get home, and I don't want to start getting home at 7:30 or 8. And I know me, I'll start skipping out and going home, or "forgetting" my gym bag. Plus, if there are things I want to do after work, such as game night, I am then forced to make Sophie's Choice (that's what that book was about, right?).

There is also the whole issue with the gym bag, and having to carry another goddamn thing to work all day, yada yada yada...

You know, before all that, I just need to get a bit more active around home. Hell, before committing to going to the gym regularly, maybe I should get off my ass and do something. But for those that do go to the gym regularly, what advice do you have? I know that's a stupid question, but I'm a stupid person, and I fret over little things.

This pointless entry was brought to you by me getting out of training early.

I need a job. I feel like I've been applying to jobs left and right and I still have nothing. I don't know how much longer I can live at home. I'm not even officially moved out of my place in cp yet but I've been at home more and more. It's ok during the week when my brother sleeps till 2 and my parents are at work. I pretty much have the house to myself to be alone but when everyone is home I'm going crazy. I'd like to think that I'm being semi-productive by applying for jobs everyday but I feel like I'm getting nowhere. At this point I'm not even looking for jobs that I want or will mildly enjoy, I'm just looking for a job that will get me out of this house and into an apartment somewhere...I guess a lot of people are in my position...it blows...a lot.

In other news, a little part of me feels like I don't deserve to have such a sweet boyfriend. I feel like he treats me better than I treat him and I'm not ok with that. Yesterday he came to my house and he had the most beautiful peach=colored roses with him, he said he got them just because he loves me, no special occasion or anything, just because. I don't think I'm a bitch or anything but I just feel like there's more I could do to be a better girlfriend...I don't know what that would be though. I try to be a good gf, I cook for him I drive him places when he doesn't have the car and I buy things for him. I try to tell him that I love him and appreciate him as often as I can, and I guess that's all I can do. I don't know, it's weird cause girls don't usually buy guys flowers...maybe if I could do something like buy flowers, but not buy flowers, I would feel better...I don't know, I'm not sure if that made any sense to anyone but it was just something I was thinking.