So I occasionally buy things through Sideshow Collectibles, and I’m subscribed to their newsletter so I don’t miss any information about upcoming Rogue figurines. Today I got the newsletter and it had a “go vote for the Avatar character you’d like to see as a maquette!” poll, and so, gleeful, I went to vote for Neytiri, because I’d buy a Neytiri maquette in a red hot minute. Only she’s not an option. Norm the dork is, and Colonel Dickhead is, and the only reason I can think is because, hey,…
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agghglgh
Blog posts done. A lousy 2K written, which means without working on Saturday there’s no chance of hitting 50K this week. But at least I got 2K, which is largely thanks to Kate and to Laura Anne, who logged in to look stern at me. 4 chapters copyedited, so I’m picking up a little speed there. That is all. The Road Home: miles to Isengard: 29.5 ytd km swum: 4 ytd wordcount: 14,900
motivation, i has lost it
Apparently the difference between coming straight home after going to the gym and running errands before coming home is a huge whacking loss of motivation for getting my ass into the chair and writing. Actually, my ass is in the chair, it’s just that I’m not writing. I’m pretty sure it’s not that the book’s screwed up (other than being fairly certain I need to cut 10K from the 42K I have written), and is just plain ol’ don-wanna. So I’m procrastinating in a variety of ways, many of which…
tiny bubbles
I got another Pilates book today. Like nearly every book I’ve seen, the first exercises are just Too Goddamned Hard if you’re a Pilates novice, and there are no suggestions on how to work up to them. The only place I’ve found a beginner’s workout suitable to an actual beginner is on the Weight Watchers site, where I actually think it’s worth signing up for their two-week free trial thing to get access to the workout, if you’re interested in a ground-level start point. (I know I said a long…
just things
Having moved the futon downstairs, I’ve re-discovered how not-very-comfortable it is to actually sit in. The slant is just too great, making it difficult to get out of. So I was thinking that getting some foamcore wedges to stuff into it might help, and lo, Mom’s got foamcore she cannibalized from a couch. Ted, armed with a saw, is going to cut the chunks into diagonals and we’ll insert them into the downward-slanting seat. There was one that had been whacked apart a bit already, so it was used as…