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Jul. 24th, 2017 07:58 pm
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It feels so good to be home! I feel like I've been gone an eternity. Training was tougher than expected - physically and emotionally. I'll try to catch up on entries today.

WONDER WOMAN was so good. Easily my favorite film of the year. Spoilers )

Spider-Man: Homecoming was fun. Spoilers )

8. Turn that frown upside down!

Jul. 22nd, 2017 11:01 am
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I am currently eavesdropping on a conversation between two people I know. The gist can be summarized in, "Nothing is as good as it used to be!" Specifically, it's about media like TV and movies. I am trying so hard not to side-eye one member of the conversation, because her history of consumption is t-r-a-g-i-c. The way she's describing characters in current shows is pretty much how characters in her favorite shows behaved, but I guess it's different somehow? Who knows.

I'm making a mental note to not be the kind of adult who is basically complaining about things because I'm older and the majority of entertainment is no longer targeted at me. I think that's what ages people more than anything: the cynicism, the unwillingness to change and adapt. I won't let that happen to me.

There's an upcoming meetup for people interested in joining the local roller derby league. I'm going to go. Hey, my knees are finally starting to heal up. That means it's time to bust something again, right? Right!

On that note, I'm off to the track - running, not racing.
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The past two weeks have been stressful. It's finally and truly settled in that nothing on the internet is ever private or as well hidden as one thinks, so I won't go into details. Suffice to say, I kind of miss being young and stupid enough to think that everything was the fault of circumstances, and not my bad decisions.

Bad decisions, as my new favorite saying begins, leads to great stories, however, and that's where you'll find me today: writing. A post from Maria Kang helped me organize my week into three types of goals: physical, professional, and personal. On the middle one, I set a goal to write my morning pages five days a week (a.k.a. a normal work week for somebody who pulls a 9-5), 1k words towards my novel for these same five days, and sending five freelance queries. (If you're curious about the physical and personal goals, those are working out for 60 minutes for six days of the week, and catching up with my written correspondence, respectively).

I fell a little bit short on my novel goals, but not so much that I can't make it up today before my workout - which is going to happen, because exercise helps to tire me out so I can't worry. Hey, it's better than drinking away my troubles, right?

Anyways, I'm going to catch up to where I should have concluded yesterday, and then start on today's thousand.

Everything is going to be okay. I keep telling myself that. I have a vision. I have a plan on how to get there. I can fix this.

.6. What do you want?

Jul. 15th, 2017 12:34 am
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Apples and trees, man. One never falls far from the other. In this case, it's communication styles.

It's most noticeable with my brother. While he's relaxed over the years, there's still the overwhelming sense that he doesn't do small talk. If you're calling, you'd better know the reason, and state it succinctly. It was intimidating when I was younger, but now I realize that's pretty much how I roll, too.

Cut to this evening. P came home after listening to a friend's band play. He told me a bit about it, but eventually went to sulk in his room. I felt a moment of guilt about that, then realized he's the one who chose to sequester himself. I only stated the truth: that I wanted him to get to the point of his story. He was literally giving me a play by play of what the parking lot looked like (I KNOW what it looks like, because I go to that area a lot, which he knows), the exact path that he walked, the various people he saw. There was no point to him giving all of that detail to me. None. And he tends to talk like this, which is just exhausting. I have a short attention span, especially when something doesn't interest me. Do not spend 25 minutes (I timed him once, just to make sure I wasn't overreacting) giving me a breakdown of every last second. Get to the good stuff!




We went to the local boardwalk today. Bug wanted to go on a ride. I'm holding off on doing that again until next year. I used to think that the scariest thing about rollercoasters is the big drop off. Now I realize it's hearing a little voice next to you saying, "I think I'm going to throw up!" (He didn't, but it sounded like it was a very real possibility at the time.)

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