Excuses, excuses...

Alright, so I totally have posts planned! Good posts! Lots of posts! My problems are twofold:
1. I am ill. My mother got something or another which seems to have migrated into pneumonia. I managed to contract whatever she had before the pneumonia which mostly just makes me want to be asleep all the time. Instead, I had a project at work with a super tight deadline so I've been skipping classes to sleep so I can finish my deadline. That is now met.
2. Classes. Holy shit, I have a lot of classes! I had to skip 3 of them this week due to illness, but the one class I did not miss was chemistry. Unfortunately, I hate chemistry. I hate it with a firey passion. Well, that's not fair. I actually really like chemistry. I'm a chem major. I just hate this particular chemistry class which I unfortunately need for my major. This is the worst professor ever (more on that later, I suspect strongly there will be more about it come Tuesday when I'll be stuck in the class again) and I can't drop the class without postponing my graduation for a full semester. I am therefore stuck in an incredibly remedial class that feels like having my teeth pulled for 3 hours nightly twice a week. I would honestly rather go to the dentist AND the OB/GYN to be lectured about my hygiene twice a week. That is how bad it is.

Anyway, I just hate to not post because I'm enjoying it so much so I figured I'd come make my excuses to the interwebz.

Assuming I don't come down with pneumonia to match my mother, I'm planning to FINALLY hit the gym on Tuesday. I know, I've only been saying that for what, 2 weeks now?

Oh and Operation: Eat Less Meat has so far been successful. I managed to avoid meat for a week. I finally ate some last night in a lasagna because I was sick and didn't feel like making my own damn dinner.

Last Night of Freedom

Well, this is my last night of freedom before classes start back up. To celebrate, I got myself Chinese take-out, a bottle of Pepsi, and a pint of strawberry sorbet. I also finally got my rental car from the insurance agency, so I am hell on wheels again.

So, how does a rockin' hot 20-something in the city with a pocket full of cash and a car spend her last free night? Why, she spends it playing video games, watching Criminal Minds, reading her old journal from middle school (it's kind of exactly like when you wake up after a bender and see a video of yourself the night before and you have no idea why you thought you were so funny or clever or talented)! Why? What did you expect?

Anyway, right now my big issue is that I really want to start exercising tomorrow. I am like, 90% sure I have free access to a gym as part of my tuition, I just have to bother to go get my school ID and I can do it. It will be no change in routine, I'll just have to go to the gym instead off class twice a week. But I am really worried that I'm not going to do it.

See, the thing about me is that I'm kind of a slack ass. I really am. If you give me any excuse to not do something, I won't do it. That's just how I roll, yo.

So anyway, here is my official proclamation:
Barring anything unreasonable intervening, I have every intention of going to the gym tomorrow. If I do not go, it will be because I am a lazy, lazy person and no other reason.

I also really need to figure out what I want to do once I get to the gym.

Seriously, how long are you supposed to run or lift weights or whatever it is people do there?

Happy Project Runway Day!

Well, actually Project Runway Day was a few days ago in New York (or maybe yesterday?) and I don't live in New York. But tonight was the premier of season 7 and that's good enough for me!

The thing about Project Runway is that it makes me think I'm good at sewing, which is not necessarily the case. I become the female/gay equivalent of that 45 year old former second string high school quarterback who watches the Super Bowl with a beer in his hand and talks about how the Vikings would be the team to beat this year if t hey could jut cover the spread (do they do that in football?) and how he TOTALLY could have made the pass that whatsisface just dropped. "Oh I know!" my brain says, "That is just a simple A-line skirt and tank top except they're sewn together! It's the embellishments and the draping that make it look so pretty! That is super simple! Me and my one semester of high school dress making and the sewing machine I haven't used in over a year can TOTALLY do that!"

At some point, my natural laziness kicks in and informs me that no, in fact, I cannot make patterns no matter how simple they may be. The sum total of my sewing is 2 Ren Fest costumes and 2 dresses, one of which split open! At a wedding!

Unfortunately, the Internet is not exactly helpful at this point. It is full of links to things I want to do and StumbleUpon lures me into scary places that show me neat things I want to do.

I recently came across a tutorial for making a dress form out of tape, which actually I had been brainstorming for a long time before finding out it's a "thing." I meant to do it over New Years, but failed. I need to locate an assistant who I can make apply tape to my body for several hours at a stretch before I can pull this off (pun unintended).

My secret desire is to start cosplaying. I want to cosplay She-Ra Princess of Power, Power Girl, and Sailor Jupiter. To be Jupier, I'm going to need to either get a wig or grow my hair out and dye it brown (natural blonde can I get a hell yeah?), but I am dedicated to this costume for personal reasons. She's abnormally tall, I'm abnormally tall. She likes to cook, I like to cook! She likes to beat up guys, I like to beat up guys! It's synergy!

Also, I may have taken a lot of OTC painkillers since my car accident including some Tylenol PM, so you'll need to forgive my babbling.

So okay, long story short, my secondary aspiration this year is to start sewing again. Yay sewing!

Things That Are Not Good

Sometimes things just all come together.

I'm hoping to do just a little bit toward cleaning and organizing each day as I am able. Today got off to a great start -- my boss is out of town and he needed a package taken to the FedEx office, so I got out of work early in order to drop it off, so I was able to get home pretty early. I was even kind of feeling a good mood and I was all about coming home and getting stuff to happen.

Yeah, the thing is, I was done with dinner by about 10 to 6. At 6 Central, A&E does two episodes of Criminal Minds. At 8 central, Ion shows God only knows how many episodes of Criminal Minds.

My day, so far, has been spent saying things like "NO! BAD IDEA REID!! Don't go in there!!"

I blame Matthew Grey Gubler and his shiny blond hair, myself.