firefly & food

I have made a fandom category for my journal entries. Now I need a new icon. I’m already using Rogue twice, so that won’t do, and what’s prompted the fandom category is Firefly, so I probably need a Firefly icon. At least for the moment. :) Wait. Maybe I need to make lots of fandom icons, and make a bunch of different categories! Now I’ve gone and done that, so now I need a fandom icon in general, and a Firefly icon. It’s hard to be me.

See, this is one of the things MT doesn’t handle nearly as nicely as LJ. I love LJ’s usericons, but it seems ridiculous to have hundreds of categories on my MT site in order to be able to pull something like them off with relatively little effort. It’s the one thing that makes me continue to consider pulling my LJ site into my mizkit site instead of the other way around.

How easily distractable I am.

Deborah sent us Firefly. Instead of gaming last night, because Ted was very tired, we hung out and watched the pilot and first episode. We luffed it. There were some very, very Joss moments, and things that made me go AUGH I KNEW IT and then AUGH AHAHAHA HE PSYCHED ME OUT! which was very satisfying.

Boy, it’s really too bad Fox didn’t air the pilot first, because the first five minutes explain everything I needed to know about Mal to be willing to watch the rest of the show, despite my extreme dubiousness about Cowboys In Space. But so many people said it was good, and the trailer for “Serenity” looked interesting enough, that I thought I’d try it, and in fact I’m enjoying it a lot. Mal. Raar. And Zoe, but c’mon, like you can go wrong with Gina Torres. So we’ll be watching the rest of that before the movie comes out, fer sure. :)

*switches gears*

I’ve concluded what I need at this point in my diet is not willpower, but structure. By early or mid afternoon I’ve lost any interest in cooking, which means defaulting to ordering in or going out to eat (or cooking earlier in the day, which is smart but hasn’t actually happened except once), and because of that I sort of give up on eating well for the remainder of the day. I suspect there are a variety of reasons for this, ranging from I’m back to writing, so there’s some of the whole “working after work” aspect of cooking, to currently being at my lowest maintained adult weight and probably having a sort of mental block about “this is as low as I get!”. I don’t believe that, but it’s a whole lot easier to maintain than to continue to lose, so it seems like a good excuse that’s all on account of psychology.

And, y’know, some of it, too, is that I’ve been doing this weight loss thing for almost a year and I’m just tired of it. I really. *Really*. Would like to be at a total of 35 pounds lost on October 7, which is not as much as I hoped for, but would put me at less than I’ve weighed since at least my freshman year of college and possibly since high school, and would be a good solid number to be proud of having lost.

So. Willpower is nice, but at this point I really require structure. I’ve asked Ted if we can spend some time tomorrow cooking main course meals for the week, because hey, potatoes and vegetables, sure, I’ll cook those, but having to make a main course seems like the overwhelming part. He pointed out that his schedule’s going to change so he’ll be home around four, but I still think pre-packaging dinners is probably a good idea, because I *know* he often doesn’t feel like cooking when he comes home, and if I have to wait til he’s hungry/ready to cook, it is often late enough that I’m a snarling bitch I’ve gotten moody.

I’ve also slacked off on exercising the last week, since coming back from RMFW, and I need to get back on that wagon. I *also* need to bring my good chair up here to the computer room so I can use that keyboard instead of this one, because my shoulder is starting to act up again. *sigh* I miss my nook. I’m not sure the keyboard’s going to help that much, because the computer screen is too far away, but I guess we’ll see.

Anyway. Gotta go work on my synopsis now.

miles to Mount Doom: 139