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general Darkside note:
Sep. 6th, 2002 05:28 amHe doesn't like being scratched.
Sep. 6th, 2002
Note to SELF!!
Sep. 6th, 2002 05:39 am23 situps. Worked out yesterday in addition to the morning situps (which I've sadly been slacking off on) and discovered, and shared with Votania:
When my attitude crashes and gets all grumpy like that, the evil way -- it's likely some form of blood sugar crash, especially if I
My mother displays some of the symptoms of being hypoglycemic, especially the ferociously crabby when having not eaten recently; I have that one too, but only if something major happens to bring it on. Working out, and having my stomach decide, "Eh, I'm not hungry", afterwards, is something major.
When my attitude crashes and gets all grumpy like that, the evil way -- it's likely some form of blood sugar crash, especially if I
- haven't been eating much
- have been working out
- have forgotten and haven't been eating much AND worked out
My mother displays some of the symptoms of being hypoglycemic, especially the ferociously crabby when having not eaten recently; I have that one too, but only if something major happens to bring it on. Working out, and having my stomach decide, "Eh, I'm not hungry", afterwards, is something major.
Unplug? No effin' way.
Sep. 6th, 2002 05:48 amNot me. Maybe the rest of LJ-land is going to be unplugging and going quietly about whatever business there is to go about, but I doubt I'll do that.
My LJ has become just as much a part of me as my paper journal has, and it would feel wrong to me to let the adorable moments of my Nephew's life slip past without so much as a passing note on his birthday.
Last year, he got a candle on a cupcake, and hugs, because nobody felt at all like throwing a party.
This year, he gets a party.
My nephew was born on September 11th, and we plan to celebrate that day.
Only the people we know IRL would be invited to the physical party, of course, but I'd like to invite all of you, everybody, to join in a Livejournal, online party, celebrating the anniversary of my adored and adorable Nephew's birth, and the triumph of the general human spirit over fuckheads. Shit happens, and life goes on, all the more precious for that which we've just survived, and all the more precious because we're going to try like anything to never let anything like that happen again: not on my nephew's birthday, not on my birthday, not on anybody's birthday.
My LJ has become just as much a part of me as my paper journal has, and it would feel wrong to me to let the adorable moments of my Nephew's life slip past without so much as a passing note on his birthday.
Last year, he got a candle on a cupcake, and hugs, because nobody felt at all like throwing a party.
This year, he gets a party.
My nephew was born on September 11th, and we plan to celebrate that day.
Only the people we know IRL would be invited to the physical party, of course, but I'd like to invite all of you, everybody, to join in a Livejournal, online party, celebrating the anniversary of my adored and adorable Nephew's birth, and the triumph of the general human spirit over fuckheads. Shit happens, and life goes on, all the more precious for that which we've just survived, and all the more precious because we're going to try like anything to never let anything like that happen again: not on my nephew's birthday, not on my birthday, not on anybody's birthday.
Mmmm, happy mornings.
Sep. 6th, 2002 09:29 amWandered in to breakfast a little late. Darkside was coming in at the same time as I; he had the book for me. He also had homework.
I started hacking on my next novel (it's definitely romance, with a strong hint of hacker) and writing up analyses of why Darkside does what he does to me.
Amusingly enough, even when Darkside is trying to focus on his homework, he will keep taking moments out to point something out to me, or to be silly, or to say something, if I'm focused on something other than him.
Note to self: focus on something other than Darkside at breakfasts.
I started hacking on my next novel (it's definitely romance, with a strong hint of hacker) and writing up analyses of why Darkside does what he does to me.
Amusingly enough, even when Darkside is trying to focus on his homework, he will keep taking moments out to point something out to me, or to be silly, or to say something, if I'm focused on something other than him.
Note to self: focus on something other than Darkside at breakfasts.
More with the joking between friends. We were talking about getting up; as in the standing variety; I joked that Darkside had the advantage over me, as he was male. "But those are always up", he said, indicating my chest.
Hmmm.
...Though earlier, there was the conversation talking about the end of the world yesterday. "Oh, you said you'd date me, then?" I asked.
According to Darkside, while that would be the end of the world, the world ending does not require that he date me.
Discussed the thing that Votania agreed on with me -- if Darkside and I were to date, we'd probably be broken up by three weeks, just because we're not such a great long-term couple match. Friends forever, yes. Dating? Who the hell knows.
Hmmm.
...Though earlier, there was the conversation talking about the end of the world yesterday. "Oh, you said you'd date me, then?" I asked.
According to Darkside, while that would be the end of the world, the world ending does not require that he date me.
Discussed the thing that Votania agreed on with me -- if Darkside and I were to date, we'd probably be broken up by three weeks, just because we're not such a great long-term couple match. Friends forever, yes. Dating? Who the hell knows.
Dumb Maneuvers
Sep. 6th, 2002 10:34 amTried dropping into Darkside's Stats class during the break to say hi. Unfortunately, there was a test going on, and no big glaring sign advertising it.
Public humiliation. I'm not very good at that. Darkside chewed me out, then tried to make me feel better.
Unfortunately, with situations like those, I still tend to get tear-eyed, rather than just blushing and trying to disappear.
Walked Darkside out to his car. Asked for a hug. He allowed me to hug him. This is not to be considered a usual thing, though.
Public humiliation. I'm not very good at that. Darkside chewed me out, then tried to make me feel better.
Unfortunately, with situations like those, I still tend to get tear-eyed, rather than just blushing and trying to disappear.
Walked Darkside out to his car. Asked for a hug. He allowed me to hug him. This is not to be considered a usual thing, though.
Sex & intelligence
Sep. 6th, 2002 10:43 amHow integrated are your sexuality and your intelligence? Are they mutually exclusive, or do they work together? Can you get them to work separately?
One of the values I hold dear, or try to, is harmony. If my neighbors are desireous of my light, I will see where there is room for a window, on a non-load-bearing wall. If there is such a wall, I can make a window. I'd avoid making windows that would bring the whole structure tumbling down.
I don't tend to board over windows; occasionally I do install curtains.
It is somewhat nerve-wracking, to know that there are nasty lunatics who feel so strongly about something that they believe that others must die for it. I've been learning to not hide who I am and what I believe, but to improve my psycho-alarm system, because no one is safe from homicidal fanatics.
Other than fanatic-ducking, my aim is, as always, the peaceful co-existance, and to that end, education, sharing. I find sometimes that I have more in common, religion-wise, with someone whose religion I wouldn't expect of sharing those same values, than I do with my own roommate. It's delightful and enlightening.
Original discussion here, for those who are in my friends list.
I don't tend to board over windows; occasionally I do install curtains.
It is somewhat nerve-wracking, to know that there are nasty lunatics who feel so strongly about something that they believe that others must die for it. I've been learning to not hide who I am and what I believe, but to improve my psycho-alarm system, because no one is safe from homicidal fanatics.
Other than fanatic-ducking, my aim is, as always, the peaceful co-existance, and to that end, education, sharing. I find sometimes that I have more in common, religion-wise, with someone whose religion I wouldn't expect of sharing those same values, than I do with my own roommate. It's delightful and enlightening.
Original discussion here, for those who are in my friends list.
Girls' (and guys') Afternoon Out
Sep. 6th, 2002 10:09 pmAfter I got home and finished reading the book Darkside let me borrow this morning, and after Votania finished her nap, she and I and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marxdarx and Nephew all went out to Metro to get something to eat and to chill for a while. Votania and I each had two drinks (a blue margarita and something reddish with the clear taste of pineapple and coconut, garnished with a cherry and an orange slice) and we wandered around the mall in a very similar fashion to that one memorable night back in January or February of 2001.
Fun was had. Shoes were purchased. Books were looked at. Benches, in my especial case, were sat upon. Tequila evidently sneaks up on one. (evealone is going to hate me...) I had a general loss of energy, which I'd been having all day anyway. I think that workout yesterday, while good for me, also did something to my energy level. Reminder to self: don't overdo!
Bought a book on sigil magick at Zodiac, as I figure that this is something else I need to be looking into, and the bibliography in the back snagged me. Any bibliography that mentions at least two nonfiction books I already own, one of them chaos math, one of them chaos magick, and then throws in Pterry to boot, has an excellent chance of being worth my time.
It was windy and raining when we left, spattering drops here and there; it's pouring, just a little, out there now. I am delighted.evealone, again, is going to be grouchy. Poor water mage. Hope Darkside got home safely.
marxdarx and Nephew all went out to Metro to get something to eat and to chill for a while. Votania and I each had two drinks (a blue margarita and something reddish with the clear taste of pineapple and coconut, garnished with a cherry and an orange slice) and we wandered around the mall in a very similar fashion to that one memorable night back in January or February of 2001. Fun was had. Shoes were purchased. Books were looked at. Benches, in my especial case, were sat upon. Tequila evidently sneaks up on one. (
evealone is going to hate me...) I had a general loss of energy, which I'd been having all day anyway. I think that workout yesterday, while good for me, also did something to my energy level. Reminder to self: don't overdo!Bought a book on sigil magick at Zodiac, as I figure that this is something else I need to be looking into, and the bibliography in the back snagged me. Any bibliography that mentions at least two nonfiction books I already own, one of them chaos math, one of them chaos magick, and then throws in Pterry to boot, has an excellent chance of being worth my time.
It was windy and raining when we left, spattering drops here and there; it's pouring, just a little, out there now. I am delighted.
evealone, again, is going to be grouchy. Poor water mage. Hope Darkside got home safely.