Ookings of d00m

Home from Savage Garden. Pleasantly, the more I exercise, the less my leg hurts - no pain at all at the moment.

I went and danced almost entirely non-stop for close to three hours. As is normal for nights when I don't arrange specifically for it, I didn't speak to anyone between the time I left work and, well, now, except to order drinks or give instructions to the cab driver. Savage was strangely empty tonight - I can only assume that there was something else exciting going on that I didn't know about.

I was crashing at 10:30 when I was getting ready, and so I had a diet coke, with two shots of 151 to ameliorate the effects of the caffeine while keeping me standing. The rum's all gone (but WHY is the rum gone!?) and the caffeine endures. I danced hard enough that I eventually *stopped* sweating, so now I am drinking water so that I can get hydrated so that I can drink alcohol so that I can sleep at some point.

I feel good. The music what what I wanted and needed, and I hit the right mix of chemicals in my system when I was there. Intellectually, I know that I should not try to stay up straight through to tomorrow night. We shall see how that works out. Now to go find food/drink and water.

I need a time machine or something. Even a personal teleporter would suffice for most uses, I think.

Saturday night, I had been thinking of going to Dark Rave - they're having a big anniversary thing, and doing a Star Wars theme. I had worked out a full sith outfit, modified for dance level ventilation, with an optional layer shed if I got too warm, and was fairly happy with said design. More importantly, I haven't been dancing in far too long, and need to get out and shake something.

However, saturday is also kalivor's party, possibly the last one he'll have a chance to throw before he moves out and heads off to the UK. Not only that, but pez_minotaur has proposed to finally do Iron Bartender that night.

There will be more Dark Raves, in due time, and if it comes to it, KoolHaus is going to be playing Industrial Sunday night, which might fulfil my dancing needs, though I'm less likely to run into people I know that night. Time's running out on nights to drink with kalivor, though, so I'll have to put away Darth Mime for a while, and skip Dark Rave.

To sum up, fuck you time, with your constancy and inelasticity. Space can also got and get sodomized by an irate goat for similar reasons, while we're at it.

Just a reminder, I am going gothclubbing Saturday night, for any who want to come along.

McSweeny's provides "Words to know when listening to German Industrial Music".

Also... I am looking for a song ID - there is a song that gets played frequently at clubs, and I have no idea what the name is, or who it is by. It has a sample in the middle that sounds like a young Japanese woman saying "Obasan wa" or similar. There are a few non-sampled lyrics in a man's voice. That's a pretty vague description... I really wish I could get net.radio at work - that tends to be good for stumbling across songs I have liked for years, but could not track down.

All day yesterday, my right knee was a little sore. Later in the day, it became more sore. By the time Lizard and I were on our way back from suuuushi, I was limping, and the pain had moved to encompass calf, thigh, hip, and right shoulder.

I have this problem occasionally where my hips tilt to one direction (like this / ), making one leg suddenly much shorter than the other, casuing pain as that leg has to push harder when walking. This morning, I decided to go to the gym to see if I could knock myself back into place - I went, and, shockingly, it actually worked - the pain in my leg is mostly gone, and the knot in my right shoulder is about half the size.

My plan for the afternoon was to do laundry, have a hot bath to prevent stiffening of muscles, then a short nap so I would have energy for clubbing, and then hit uniquecrash5's place for a while pre-club.

As of 5:30, I am still working on the first item - laundry has been sucking today. It shouyld only take me 1.5 hrs to do 3 loads, not 5.5 hours. Bah.

At present, I am working on dinner (meatless burger - I was supposed to make meatless chili, but it's a) too much work, and b) not what I want to eat before I go to dance in a crowded space for hours), then I will have my bath. The nap and trip to Casa de Blackthorn are, sadly not likely to happen. On the up side, being tired may mean that I won't overdo it and injure myself tonight. Or, I suppose, it might make it more likely.

We will see.

Also - if you ever decide to try mixing milk, yogurt and chocolate syrup to make up for not having a milkshake - it doesn't work. Blech.

Club, two weeks in a row!

Dancing, good!

I should really make an effort to get out once a month or so, rather than once every three or four months. It's so much nicer now that there's no smoking.

I think I am finally going to have to admit that the combat boots that I bought in 1996 don't fit any more; it's kind of scary that I was young enough back then that my feet actually grew a bit more. I think I know people who started high school the year I bought those boots.

I go drug myself into unconsciousness for a few hours now.

I had great plans to be productive today. I was going to rush around, doing laundry, dishes, tidying, sweeping, scrubbing! All that stuff.

Instead, I woke up at 8:30, went to get quarters and garbage bags at 10:30, then went back to bed at 11:30, and slept until nearly 3. I'm still waiting to have energy to do... well, anything.

My body is refusing to recover quickly from the big ick earlier this week, which I am finding frustrating. I only made it to the gym once this week, and I had a short workout becuse I started to shake before I got into the serious part. Jujutsu started at 3 today, so I've now missed two classes.

I am hoping that, once I finally finish waking up, I will have some reserve of energy to use when I go out to the club tonight, because I want to go badly enough to go even if I still feel weird.

In summation, grr.

Well, I skipped kung fu. That is, I went, sat around for half an hour, then came home. I am very tired.

However, I got to be goth all day long.

Gothy goth goth goth.

I celebrate by making a new pic.

I am overgothed at work. It is fun. It's kind of interesting to see some people's reactions. Depsite it being hallowe'en, some people still look at me with faces that look scared or angry.

I like the new boots. I'm getting used to them pretty quickly. They are stompy, and big and have metal bits. And when i walk around work with them, my feet make a "boom" sound.

i need to go fix my makeup. I deliberately went for the gothboi who doesn't quite know how to do his makeup properly look, so my eyeliner has smeared underneath, and given me raccoon eyes. Also, my lipstick is half-gone, and half-gone black lipstick loks bad.

I slept really poorly last night. I am tired. I may not work out at kung fu tongight. I may just show up, say hi, then go home.