Day 783: Poetry in Motion

[nagi_schwarz]

Wednesday was a fairly dull day. I thought I was supposed to meet with my boss, but that ended up not happening. So I worked from home for a bit, and I knew I should go into school to get some of my fellow JRCLS officers to sign paperwork so we don't get accidentally disbanded for the new school year, so in I went. Only just as I was gathering up my gear, the tornado sirens went off. My first instinct was to dash for my emergency kit and hit the basement, but when I looked outside no one else seemed concerned and so checked the internet. No tornado warnings imminent, so I bit the bullet and drove to school. Angela says she thinks the new siren test day is Wednesday, not Saturday, so I went with it.

I worked as best as I could given that nearly no one had given me feedback on anything, and then I called it quits. I went shopping to get some comfy workout pants for ninjitsu, and then I went food shopping to get food so as to feed the sister missionaries. When I got home I put food away, practiced my drums (Brain Stew coming well, Come as You Are still giving me trouble), and then called my mom so we could cook over Skype. Cooking over Skype is definitely the best way to do it. Afterwards I did the dishes and cleaned my apartment some more, and then I hit the hay.

Yesterday was a better day. I spent the morning calling around to random Nebraska law enforcement agencies and then went to meet my boss so I could get my time card signed. I worked from home a little more, and then went to meet my boss to talk about my article draft. I felt bad for her, because her kids were raucous and noisy in the background, and I could tell they stressed her out a lot more than they bothered me, but we got work done. Then I went home and made dinner. Angela and the sister missionaries came, and...dinner went well. We had chicken vegetable cobbler/casserole, salad, and pineapple cream pie. Mom swears that she made the same pie when I was a kid and Dad loves it, but when I first taste-tested it, for the life of me I couldn't remember eating it. Then again, my sister has firm memories of having to take a bath with a turkey so the turkey would thaw in time for Thanksgiving Dinner. The human memory is notoriously unreliable. After dinner, the sisters gave us a short lesson, and then Angela left, and the rest of us went to attempt to visit people. None of the people were home, so I came back to my place and...spent the rest of the evening putting together the granny squares.

I suspect that my disinclination to obey gauge in patterns has come back to haunt me, because I'm pretty sure that the baby sweater I am making will not fit any newborn child unless that child is the son of Yao Ming. On the upside, the kid can at least grow into the sweater, and I think it looks cute, if I do say so myself. I watched the second half of the first season of TSCC and wrote a bit, talked to Daniel, went to bed.

Today was a lazy day. I knew that even though it was not a Saturday it was technically a holiday, so I slept in a bit. But I worked - I talked to a sheriff (never talked to a lady sheriff before) and read through a law review article (I'll have to read through it again), I poked through police reports for the umpteenth time in search of DNA samples, and poked through some police department procedures and whatnot to fill out my survey. 15 of 133 agencies have given me information. Woohoo. I'm going to be at this forever. I talked to my friend Ericka on the phone, which is always FTW, and I finished the end of second season Alias (Vaughn, I still love you).

And then, best of all, I went to ninjitsu. I wasn't sure if it'd be on since today is technically a holiday, but I went along anyway. I got lost the first time and had to backtrack, but by the time I got there DM Tomie was there, so I went in. It was just me, a lady, and her son, so it was less drills and more seminar style, which was good. I learned some basic kicks and punches, some good stretching exercises, a throw, and some basic defense techniques. It was good stuff to learn, and DM Tomie was really cool about modifying motions to match my height. (I am so short. It makes me an easy target and I hate it. But it also makes me a sleeper. Woohoo!) I got a re-up on some pressure points (I can still feel the twinges in some spots - ah, my days as a pressure point dummy are renewed), and in general I had a good time. Mostly because I like learning, I think.

I called Chanita - it was so good to hear her voice and to know she's state-side again. I'm glad she had fun roaming the world, but I'm also glad she's home. I also got a letter in the mail from school aaaaaaaand...I kept my scholarship! So I'm good for another year. I'm pretty excited about that, actually. I called Dad (who nearly got flooded out in Shanghai) and Mom to tell them the good news, and overall I've had a good day. I think I shall do my nightly writing exercises, finish my baby sweater, and maybe finally watch some Buffy.

Or third season Alias. Whatever works.

Comments

[terravayne.livejournal.com]

I also got a letter in the mail from school aaaaaaaand...I kept my scholarship!

Congratulations! Law school is expensive. O.o

Or third season Alias. Whatever works.

Never quite made it that far in Alias. Something about the, "let's make Sydney the object of a random prophecy" veered the show away from the realism I enjoyed in the first two seasons. Does it get better?

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

I don't think it gets better, but there is more Vaughn, and that's pretty much all I'm after. In some ways it does get better, because there is also more Sark (who will always be one of my favorite villains), but...yeah.

[terravayne.livejournal.com]

Ah, that's sad. But that's all right. No time to catch up on old eps anyway...not when there are millions of other shows broadcasting right now.

Say...not to be, er...weird or anything, but um, do you mind me randomly commenting on your journal? I noticed today that I got defriended (a while ago?) and would completely understand if you were only replying out of niceness. Just say the word. I can do a graceful stage left exit. ;)

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

I don't mind you commenting on my journal at all. It makes me feel like someone else out there knows I'm alive. And I....did not realize that you had been defriended. Oh dear. I wondered why I wasn't seeing your journal anymore and thought maybe you were just sticking to writing fiction. I will go fix that immediately...*trots off to restore friendship*

[terravayne.livejournal.com]

Haha, whew. That's a relief. I thought I'd inadvertently done something annoying and in the meantime, was being especially annoying with still reading your journal. I have been writing pretty furiously, but not for GW. I had to drop the fandom pretty much entirely for a while because of an HP fest. Ended up writing 72 thousand words in 2.5 weeks. That was...intense. And agonizing. And don't ever do it. I. Mean. It. ;)

[nagi-schwarz.livejournal.com]

Wow. You are officially super-writer. I've done quite the opposite and have inadvertently dropped out of HP fandom. Weird. I'm lucky if I can get 50k words in 30 days, so - you're amazing.