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Today is definitely a coffee day. Lordy, I am exhausted. I would love a long, long bath. Or a nap. Or hell, both.
My legs essentially gave out on me near the end of wushu yesterday, and after 5 minutes of sitting down, I proceeded to weight train them after that, because I am a glutton for punishment. :p And, of course, I'm practicing again tonight, so I'll be even more dead! Whooooo! ;p On the plus side, I have my new sword picked out, and Byron plans to split shipping costs with me by ordering together. Mmmm, swordy goodness.
Jenny, David, and Ben invited me over for lunch earlier. We threw together some tofu tacos, which actually turned out pretty good! The tofu might've been better if there'd been some cumin on hand, but I did all right with the whole herbs and spices thing anyway. I take food so seriously, sometimes. :)
Tonight's going to be busy. I'm making tomato soup, going to practice, and J is hopefully going to help me toss together my thuggish character for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
numfar's Serenity RPG. I'm thinking about making it more of a hand-to-hand combat character, but the whole gun-toting bad-ass thing also sounds appealing... hrm.
Complaint of the moment: So, I put up a picture from the party a couple weekends ago, on MySpace late Tuesday night. I was drunk and feeling oddly energetic at the time, so I busted out some splits:
And guess what? It took less than 24 hours for random idiots with pec-flashing profile photos to start contacting me with flirtatious messages and things like "i want to get to know u" and "hey ur cute" [sic] and GAAAHHHH I HATE PEOPLE WHO TYPE LIKE MORONS. The only people who messaged me on MySpace prior to this were real-life friends and the occasional random garage band, which was exactly what I wanted! I'm only there because I have friends who use it. What. The Crap. Just because I'm flexible doesn't mean that I'll put out for any retard who crosses my path!
I am so changing my profile picture now. Jesus effing Christ.
That's all.
My legs essentially gave out on me near the end of wushu yesterday, and after 5 minutes of sitting down, I proceeded to weight train them after that, because I am a glutton for punishment. :p And, of course, I'm practicing again tonight, so I'll be even more dead! Whooooo! ;p On the plus side, I have my new sword picked out, and Byron plans to split shipping costs with me by ordering together. Mmmm, swordy goodness.
Jenny, David, and Ben invited me over for lunch earlier. We threw together some tofu tacos, which actually turned out pretty good! The tofu might've been better if there'd been some cumin on hand, but I did all right with the whole herbs and spices thing anyway. I take food so seriously, sometimes. :)
Tonight's going to be busy. I'm making tomato soup, going to practice, and J is hopefully going to help me toss together my thuggish character for
numfar's Serenity RPG. I'm thinking about making it more of a hand-to-hand combat character, but the whole gun-toting bad-ass thing also sounds appealing... hrm.Complaint of the moment: So, I put up a picture from the party a couple weekends ago, on MySpace late Tuesday night. I was drunk and feeling oddly energetic at the time, so I busted out some splits:
And guess what? It took less than 24 hours for random idiots with pec-flashing profile photos to start contacting me with flirtatious messages and things like "i want to get to know u" and "hey ur cute" [sic] and GAAAHHHH I HATE PEOPLE WHO TYPE LIKE MORONS. The only people who messaged me on MySpace prior to this were real-life friends and the occasional random garage band, which was exactly what I wanted! I'm only there because I have friends who use it. What. The Crap. Just because I'm flexible doesn't mean that I'll put out for any retard who crosses my path!
I am so changing my profile picture now. Jesus effing Christ.
That's all.
