Normally.
But given that I'm basically an hour past the time which was my originally-assigned bed time...
...And I work tomorrow...
...Yeah. I should probably not make a detailed blog entry today. Meaning this is it, then bed. Oh well.
Normally it'd be okay to take my time making a proper blog entry.
Normally. But given that I'm basically an hour past the time which was my originally-assigned bed time... ...And I work tomorrow... ...Yeah. I should probably not make a detailed blog entry today. Meaning this is it, then bed. Oh well.
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Or rather, bleh. I feel like I blogged already even though I didn't but because I got the sensation of having blogged, because I got it in my head that I had already blogged, I don't feel like "blogging again", so to speak, even though...this would be the first real actual blog.
OH WELL. Stuff happened but if I think about it, I can always do tomorrow. I had dance and it was same as usual overall. Tomorrow I believe we're celebrating my mom's birthday even though her birthday isn't until a weekday but that's the reason why we need to celebrate it on our weekend. (Friday.)
So, not much, and don't expect much from me tomorrow. I don't have any clue why, but I have. I've been eating more, yet still been hungry for some reason. I guess that's healthy, though, given how much I could use the extra calories. Hmm...anything else? Oh! Right, I also got a new razor today, so that means that I can shave again.
That's about all I can think of for now. There was the whole mess with finding a sub, so I went to work. Work was a mess. I got a sub for the second half of my shift...where it turned out a sub would be unnecessary due to my tae kwon do instructor being sick and thus canceling class.
It's just an uhg-moment. Uhg-day, really. But I did put it on the list. The annoying thing, though, is that I work and then go straight to tae kwon do tomorrow and right now I'm like. Ridiculously hairy. It's downright uncomfortable.
It'll be fixed soon enough I'm sure, but I don't really want to go out in public looking the way that...I'll be going out in public. Oh well. No matter what, this was going to be unavoidable. Even if I had, saaaaaaaaaay, received one from an online order, it likely wouldn't be here by tomorrow morning. And I can only get one as early as shopping begins, which I know to be SOON but don't know the exact timeframe, soooooooooooo...... ANYWAY. Work and then tae kwon do tomorrow. Technically thanks to my boss screwing up, I have work which goes past the starting time of tae kwon do in spite of my availability sheet having a hard cutoff at 4 because...I have tae kwon do and know it. I may or may not have a sub, probably not. I contacted people saying I needed one, and I tried to get it changed, and I put up a sub sheet, but I won't know about it until tomorrow. Not optimistic and my tae kwon do teacher may get the chance to rant at my boss, something which I wouldn't be all too opposed to. (Because I told my boss that I literally said I had a cutoff point in my availability for GOOD REASON and I literally said I had tae kwon do after and that the schedule needed to be changed so I LITERALLY SAID not to leave it the way it was left...and it was left that way anyway.) That won't be the most fun thing though. Also possible. I could show up to work and end up with someone who took the shift...ALL of the shift. I put the sub sheet up for the whole shift and specified I could work the first half, but I really needed the second part (well, really, final part) covered. If someone took the whole shift, then I wouldn't work tomorrow and would just be there for tae kwon do, yet I can't know this until tomorrow. Not the most pleasant of situations to be in but not much I can do aside from complain to my tae kwon do teacher who can then complain to my boss. So you know what that means:
Poetry! ...I'd say 'song', but. I tried to make it a song, yet I couldn't really make it into one. I was just going with the flow, and nothing really felt right as far as making it lyrical. OH WELL. So I doubt this is ever gonna be "finished", but what I have: I am sick of Chrismas songs; I really hate how you sing along. I want nothing more than them gone; Is my stance there really wrong? All the classic ones are overplayed; Newer ones I wish were never made. Now they all just sound the same; That monotony is what I hate. Holidays are for cheers; Spend them fondly with peers. It's a time with no fears; Be honest, open, and always clear. It's what we do, not say; It's what we celebrate. The when can always wait; Holidays are what we make. Give them meaning don't just act; Make them yours and you'll never lack. Unique is good and that's a fact; Be yourself and that is that! ...The idea behind this was to make a song which appeared to be a Grinch-like anti-Christmas sentimentality...but which is actually a pro-Christmas song, just anti-way-(collective)we-CELEBRATE-Christmas song, essentially saying that it IS a special time of the year but that conforming to celebrating it in the way society expects us to is a mistake, more or less. That's what I was going for, but I never made it quite coherent. Also covered in my time there when bored--furthering the Sensation (code power, Curveball) story. I developed their character a while back such that eventually, on a secret black ops among secret black ops level, they are instead known as Salvation with the code power, Godstrength. (Code power name is not the original cooler name I had thought of but since I can't remember my original name OH WELL I'll go with what I've got.) The story would eventually continue to the point where they'd have at least one child. Said child would inherit the same level of power--neither stronger nor weaker--but have one definitive difference: the restriction on number of spells to be learned would be lifted, allowing it to be "The same, only more". A second difference being the exact contract creature. Sensation/Salvation has a contract with a creature which essentially gifts Sensation/Salvation with perfect memory. The child of that creature, a hybrid with a Blademaster creature who is Sensation/Salvation's trainer, is who their child makes the contract with, allowing for a greater ease of access to blades. Along the same lines of "same, but more", in that it's not MUCH of an extra in theory, but in practice this little bit of extra can make a huge difference. Said child gains the public codename of Striker (thanks to the contract with a creature as far as everyone knows is just a Blademaster), with no code power developed (since part of their cover story is essentially that the child's parent is basically the magical equivalent of a dumb hick which they accomplish with some truthful yet misleading wording, they can get away with the idea that the child hasn't inherited any power nor developed any of their own). Eventually after some freak occurrences at what amounts to magical school, the child gets discovered for what they really are and gains the secret moniker of Seraphim, with the code power of Godkiller, the motif there being that Salvation's got the strength of a god, but Seraphim has strength which would allow for surpassing the strength of a god. I haven't really played around with it too much beyond that, but I thought I'd keep you updated on the story which spans endless years at this point. (Obviously, Striker/Seraphim wouldn't be born at the beginning of Sensation/Salvation's story and by the time Striker/Seraphim is attending magical school they are a teenager, so.) I honestly can't tell. It was working yesterday, it wasn't working today. I noted yesterday that it was alarmingly hot for no apparent reason, and yet today it's as cold as can be, so something might have malfunctioned somewhere which caused it to always be burning power so to speak with it eventually frying.
Also possible, it somehow just lost its charge because that's a thing which can and does happen. I don't know what the cause is and therefore also don't know if it's permanent. I'll give it a couple of days to fix itself and if it doesn't fix itself on its own then I'll mention it to my parents and probably put it on the shopping list such that they know I need it. Unfortunately, that means that unless it does in fact fix itself, I'll be walking around rather hairy. Which I really, really hate. But oh well. I can't really do much about it right now anyway. It's not an item my parents would classify as high-importance, so they'd get it only when next shopping in a place where they would be able to conveniently get one, which would be a way's away regardless. The earliest I could have a new one would be Monday night, if not Tuesday night. Ah well. I'll survive, albeit with some loathing of my lack of grooming. Yeah I can't talk my way out of this one. OOPS OH WELL.
Legit missed it. The funny thing is. I didn't miss any of my other bedtime activities. I did every. single. one. of them. ...Except the blog. Nuts. |
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