GothGeek's Musings

DDRed for the first time in forever tonight. I've been so sore from work that I haven't felt like playing. Bleh. My muscles are getting used to being used all night, though, so tonight I was up to the challenge.

ENDLESS MODE COMBO: 325!!!

Muahahaha...

Yeah, I'm still on light mode. I need to finish the rest of the yellow songs with at least an A before I move on... My stamina is way up, though. I remember having a hard time getting up a single flight of stairs. It's been a long time since I noticed it, but the last time we were at the mall, the escalator was broken, and running up didn't wind me at all. I still can't run the .75 mile around our block, but it'll come.

The definition in my forearms is getting really noticeable, and my shoulders are starting to get some as well. My legs have looked great for awhile now, what with biking to work every day in Madill. I'm gonna have to do something with my abs and back to get that complete balance back, though. Pilates, maybe.

I need a punching bag or a sparring partner or something. I really enjoy punching my brothers in the upper arm when we're play-fighting, but they all whine now because I hit a lot harder than I used to. Wussies! Can't even take a girl hitting them in the arm. LOL!

What else to do tonight? It's almost 2:00, and +Kyle is going to be going to bed soon. I'm probably going to play some DII unless anyone is around and wants to chat. ^_^

( Other perhaps largely more important progress was made today, but also a major step backward. )

+Kyle and I talked about my job today. He's ashamed of it, and by extension, perhaps, me. He absolutely hates the fact that I work at "fucking Wal-Mart". He hates the fact that it's manual labour. His reasoning is that I'm better than that...more intelligent, more talented, and more skilled. I could be doing something "more worthwhile", and making more money doing it. He hates the shift hours, although he said he'd rather me work any other job with the same hours. He hates the company itself. He would shop at other stores if we were better off financially.

I explained, or tried to, exactly what it is that I am enjoying so much about this job. It's so easy. Physically, sure, it's hard work, but it's mindless. I don't have to think.

Anyone with a fourth grade reading level could do this job. Heck, anyone who can match labels can do this job. You don't have to be particularly skilled to work at The Dreaded Mart of Wal, although I don't think you could pass the CBLs if you can't read.

But back to the point... I like not having to think about work. I like not having to consider things like elements of design, or which font to use, or having to draw and re-draw something to get it just right, or editing graphics, or working photos for a bloody paycheck. My creative batteries have been spent for far too long, and they need a recharge. I've had moments of inspiration, and neither the time nor the energy nor even the will to do anything with my ideas. This has gone on for years. My list of creative projects is too long, and now I have a chance to pare it down and actually DO some of it.

First on the list is to complete this costume before Halloween. All that entails is building and covering the wing frame, and getting some fangs and coloured contacts. I think it'd be great fun to dress up and go out again this year...dunno what'll be playing, but I bet some of the clubs in town will have costume parties. It's not exactly a medieval theme, but I'd love to wear it to the RenFaire this October. There are plenty of fantasy-themed costume-wearers there. Not only that, but there are conventions coming up, and with any luck we'll be able to go to some of them. There's always a costume contest.

So yeah...it's not much to complete for one project, but I haven't had the inspiration to finish it until now. Now all I need is the resources. Guess what you need to have for those kinds of resources? A JOB!

Yeah, there are no doubt better places to work. There's always something better out there, somewhere, no matter the subject. But the pay is decent, the benefits are great starting out, and only get better as you go, and the company is founded on solid (Christian!) principles. No, Sam Walton didn't beat his employees over the head with a 10 lb. King James, but the basic principle of the company is to respect others, and lead by being a servant. It's no wonder the chain has been so very prosperous...you don't get much more Christlike than by having that kind of attitude. Yeah, they've run a lot of small businesses out of town. They've bought a lot more businesses out. Sure, there's a lot of inter-company propoganda, look how great a company we are, and aren't you glad you work for us, but the proof is in the pudding, as they say.

For now, I'm not only grateful to have a job at all...I'm incredibly thankful for everything about it. I love the work. I love the hours. I love the people with whom I work. I explained all of this to +Kyle, and I think he got what I was saying, for the most part, but he doesn't really care. It's one more thing that's not good enough for him.

But for now, I'm going to play a little more DII and get to bed around 8:00. We're supposed to go over to mom and dad's this afternoon to play Mechwarrior clix with the boys, have dinner and go to church...dunno in what order, though.

I stayed at mom and dad's this afternoon. Goodness, I needed out of the house. ^_^'> Mom got out all her herb books and we determined that the chest pains I've been having are a calcium deficiency. (Dr. Lyndon Smith actually says this, not mom ^_~) This jives with things because ever since I've been sick, I have not been drinking milk because it's such an allergen. How can something I love so much be so bad to my body? =( Normally, I have at least 3 servings of milk, plus whatever cheese or other dairy foods I may have. But since the 27th, I may have had 3 glasses of milk. ^_^'> No wonder I hurt so bad. I'm on supplements now, and am drinking a bit of milk in spite of the extra mucous it will cause. Better than these muscle spasms. Breathing is so difficult with this pain, and the coughing is unbearable. My poor hubby sat on the couch and cried tonight while holding the places that are spasming while I yelled and yelled over the pain. I feel so bad making him cry like that -_-

Anywho, mom also looked at my throat, and the telltale white spots of strep coat my swollen tonsils. The antibiotics must be fighting that too, because I certainly don't have the symptoms of strep. You can bet I'm gargling with Listerine a little extra just in case, though ^_~

Got muchly much laundry done at the 'rents house too. Gosh, we needed that. We took some to the laundromat last week because I was too sick to go to their house, but that's so expensive. Besides, I just needed to get out of this house.

Oh.... -_-' My ear is bothering me again. Stupid sinuses...and my prescribed sinus drugs didn't help much today with the pressure like they're *supposed* to. I was tempted to take more than one, but maybe that's not a good idea. I can't hear so well today, which has not been fun, but it should go away tomorrow if it does like it did before. If not...I guess I'll need to call the doctor's office again -_- It feels like it will pop out soon, though, so I'm not too worried over it.

Hubby brought "O Brother Where Art Thou" home from the store today (emps get free rentals! woo hoo!). That was a really fun film - it made me laugh, which was painful, but worth it. ^_^

How can I have a good day and still complain so much? ^_~ Ah well. I need to do a bit on customs tonight and take some in-progress pictures. Tomorrow I reckon we'll go to the post office after a MUCH long-needed time. (Yes! You will all get your ponies soon! ^_~)

Am still very tired. All this shallow breathing has really cramped my style. But, the brandy ("it's like drinking peach fire") mom sent has been very helpful at night. Haven't been waking up every hour with that hacking cough. Sleep is still not restful, unfortunately, but at least I'm sleeping 5 or more hours in a row again. =)

Anyway...enough of my ramblings. Today really was a good day.