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Sunday, December 27th, 2009
cordilleran2	8:57p	Escape: A poem of Imladris The snow slowly falls upon the fallen leaves of the aspens and oaks, and upon the branches of cedars, already hoary with frost; a silence not even broken by chickadees. It is a lost world; a world of peace, lost to me forever; my innocence shattered like so much fine porcelain, swept into a garbage can. The snow falls heavier between gusts of wind; crunching underfoot. I journey onwards deeper into the primordial forest; pines and firs whispering. I dream of elven cities, sheltered in fine mist; surrounded by the songs of thundering waterfalls and canyon wrens; a place where I can obtain a warm cup of cocoa; or even a delectable mug of chai; an intoxicating scent blending with that of ice and snow softly falling on a winter's night. Someplace where I can just be myself again, and laugh amongst the snowflakes... instead of shouldering the world. (cogito ergo sum)
akkara	10:22p	Daily food and exercise log 12/27 Diet: Breakfast: granola bar (90 cal), pear (96 cal) Snack: granola bar (90 cal) Dinner: Jason's Deli Ciabatta Bing (519 cal), BLUE CORN CHIPS and salsa (245 cal), after dinner mint (38 cal) Snack: 5.5oz V8 (30 cal) Total Calories Consumed: 1109 Exercise: - 511 cal on elliptical (3.16 miles in 35 mins) - 330 cal on stationary bike (7.78 miles in 35 mins) Total Calories Burned: 1846 (resting metabolic rate) + 841 = 2687 Net Calories burned: 1578 I really need to be better about eating lunch on weekends :(. I'm not hungry, but I definitely did not eat enough food today. I'll do better tomorrow. Macronutrient split: 13p/27f/60c Bad again. Sigh :( Current Mood: okay (cogito ergo sum)
tegurunrampant	9:30p	blatant advertisement is blatant HI GUISE. This is YOUR PAL TEGU here with an offer you cannot refuse, and that offer is: Play at edensphere. It's kind of an awesome game. The premise is that your character hatches into the game world--as an amnesiac, remembering only a dream (written by the player that can be a scene from canon or, as I generally do, a massive mess of symbolism), forced to name themselves and make their way through Edensphere--a world composed of a massive oak tree encased in a glass sphere, with wildlife scaled to match. And if you take the elevator down past the tree roots, you'll find yourself in a series of unsettling places: The City Without Walls, where commerce and civilization happen on flying islands; the Scrapyard, where you can find anything, absolutely anything, with the caveat of it being broken first and you might have to fight a rust monster for it; the Wilderness, a constantly-changing space--one month it's a ballroom, the next Las Vegas, the next a moon base; and the Fourth Floor, a place the elevator takes you when you least expect it, oftimes to show you (and everyone around you) a piece of your past. Whether or not this is preferable to the usual method of regaining memories--random chance of a piece of mineral granting you a few minutes of memory in exchange for something (usually your dignity) is up for debate. And the tree itself seems to have a will of its own, if you follow me. And our players and cast are fantastic--the adventurers who explore the ever-shifting Wilderness are led by Roy Mustang (Snap--every character must name themselves in Edensphere) and include Badou Nails, Abarai Renji, Harry Potter and Tommy Shepard. Yoruichi is head of the guard, with Sam Vimes her second in command (until he started up a Watch all on his own), and including Yachiru, Krile and Kakashi. Inara runs a spa staffed by Grell Sutcliffe, Haku from Spirited Away sells magic and charms while Ukitake runs a tea shop and Sha Gojyo a bar. The Scavengers who brave the Scrapyard so you don't have to include Romanadvoratrelundar, Billy Kaplan, and, of course, Sho Minamimoto. Miles Edgeworth does general administration alongside Lezard Valeth, head of the clinic whose staff includes Rukia, Simon Tam, Lavi, and my main, Cecil Harvey. There're plenty of other quirks making the game fun--for example, your character can hatch alongside another and be considered siblings--my Cecil is the younger brother of our (made of wincakes) Sephiroth, and yes, it is exactly as awesome as it sounds. They currently live in what we've dubbed the FF Frathouse with what is the platonic ideal of a Ramza from FFTactics. There's always interesting events--some surreal but beneficial, such as Nannerpuss handing out pancakes, others nonsensical (having theme music, virgins being followed around by unicorns, everyone being forced to write in flowery purple prose, and WAKING UP WITH THE KING), and some being deadly serious--fire ant attacks, for example. I haven't even scratched the surface, either. It's really rather insanely fun, I find. Plus, we have Power Rangers. Annnnd the reason I'm advertising is that our two-month app schedule is coming around--reserves open on January 6th and apps are open on January 13th. And I would really kind of love canonmates--I play Cecil Harvey from Final Fantasy IV (he goes by Paladin here) and Seymour Guado from Final Fantasy X (calls himself Animus), so I would LOVE a Yuna, a Kain, and/or a Rosa. In fact, I would kind of maybe kill for a Rosa. PLEASE. Any and all comments and questions please ask and I shall answer! (4 thinkers |cogito ergo sum)
Saturday, December 26th, 2009
akkara	8:44p	Daily food and exercise log 12/26 Diet: Breakfast: granola bar (90 cal), medium banana (100 cal) Snack: pear (96 cal) Dinner: Goulash mm (745 cal) Snack: 1.5 c Chex mix (241 cal) Total Calories Consumed: 1269 Exercise: - 500 cal on elliptical (3.11 miles in 35 mins) - 285 cal on stationary bike (7.39 miles in 35 mins) Total Calories Burned: 1846 (resting metabolic rate) + 785 = 2631 Net Calories burned: 1362 So I went to Ross today! Yes, my epic love affair with that store is still strong. I bought an Everlast top for $10 (originally $22), THE MOST AWESOME BRA EVER IN BLUE for $9, and two pairs of yoga/running/whatever pants for $8 (originally $28) and $10 (originally $30). So yeah I got $115 worth of clothes for less than $40 ROSS I LOVE YOUUUUUUU. But seriously that is the best sports bra I have ever tried on I LOVE IT. Macronutrient split: 16p/24f/60c AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! BAD Current Mood: happy (cogito ergo sum)
cordilleran2	5:32p	Update Mom has been stabilized, in the ICU. She is drifting in and out of consciousness, but when she is conscious, she is responsive and mobile (within reason for someone in a hospital bed). Brandon ad Shirley visited her, and she recognized them, which is a good sign. She might even suffer no long-lasting permanent effects from all this. I wish I could say the same for myself. I think I have lost any remaining urge I would have had to marry anybody because of this whole craziness. But then, I think I've said that before, too. (3 thinkers |cogito ergo sum)
under_pressure	3:10a	In Cyberspace, everyone can hear you scream It's crazy how much the Internet has changed in the past few years, at least in terms of how & when people choose to reveal personal information. Even what constitutes personal information has changed. Back in the day, parents were encouraged to warn their children about the dangers of revealing their name and address to people online, to simply repeat the real-life mantra of not talking to strangers. Now the mere act of signing into a social networking profile or uploading a candid snapshot can reveal that and more to someone paying the wrong kind of attention. Truthfully, anonymity on the Internet has been made obsolete with the far-reaching search powers of Google and other sites; only the lingering assumption of net anonymity fuels the constant level of vitriol we've all come to (love? and) expect online. Even uses of the Internet for traditional practices, like correspondence, are somehow clouded by the assumption of Internet privacy; the thought that one can be camouflaged by merely existing amongst millions. Think of all the 'leaked' political emails that have emerged in the past few years. Who would have ever imagined SAFETY and PRIVACY would ever be taken for granted online? Yet for some reason, we've grown to believe it's so, and in doing so have unwittingly laid all our cards on the table. It's unbelievably fascinating to me that a computer-savvy member of my generation can have his or her entire online life laid bare by carefully connecting the digital traces left behind by sloppy 'anonymity' and ignorance of common data collection practices. As a result, there's an unalterable, irrevocable digital paper trail out there in cyberspace connecting every denizen of the Internet to a name, IP address, and personal history, if ever some hapless detective is willing to sift through the e-kipple in order to find it. I often wonder how this will eventually factor in to netiquette and social awareness in the mainstream. Certainly within Internet fandom there have been notable examples of fast-thinking fans playing Bob Woodward & Carl Bernstein and unfurling scandal from within. The Megan Meier case was a brief public glimpse into digital social manipulation, but was merely an extension of typical grade school ostracism rather than something truly net-borne. I'd be willing to bet that in the very near future blog comments, Facebook updates, and the like will be made easily cullable and effortlessly tied to their real-life authors. When that time comes, it will come without warning, and people in every walk of life will suddenly be forced to own their opinions, rants, porn habits, and blind confessions. It won't be all bad, however: accepting your faults and adolescent temper tantrums, owning them and putting them behind you, can be quite cathartic, just like laughing at an old yearbook inscription or teen-dream journal. But this exhilarating transparency may come with a price. Will the public accept a future president who trolled LJ communities as a kid? Can 'newly discovered' artists still be labeled 'wunderkind' when their blog, full of angst and stalled success, can never be expunged? Our future leaders, filmmakers, businessmen cannot all exist outside the bubble of the digital world, because, over the years, the 'bubble' has popped without our noticing. Suddenly life on the Internet has become just as real and consequential as life in the real world. Everything you say online counts, just as much as if you said it out loud. There is one difference, however: you can never take back a thought once it's been committed to the Internet, and more often than not, your meaning is not up for interpretation. Something to think about, as you (and I) Twitter our most private worries and personal opinions into this digital lint trap. (1 thinker |cogito ergo sum)
Friday, December 25th, 2009
tegurunrampant	10:01p	Oh, irony. So I've spent the better part of seven months agonizing over whether to get an Xbox 360 or a PS3 (as, irritatingly, the fallout pattern of Games What I Happen To Want To Play manages to hit all three of the seventh-gen consoles. Argh), as I already own a Wii. It's basically an issue, for the parentheses'd (is that a word? it is now) reason, of which to get next, but it's still something I've been tearing my hair out trying to figure for reasons of exclusives, which exclusives will STAY exclusive, which ports are playable and which aren't, blu-ray, pricetags, online functionality, trying to predict future games' platforms, et cetera. So I hit upon a solution, this Christmas: Tell everyone that the only thing I want is either an Xbox 360 or a Playstation 3, I'll take either, it doesn't matter, and have them as a collective do this and make the choice for me! And I'll be set! This Christmas, what they have done is give me quite enough money for me to go out and get whichever one I wanted. back to square one ahahahahaha brb making my thirty-third 360/PS3 pros/cons list orzzzz Current Mood: gooooo figure Current Music: "Again and Again," The Bird and The Bee (18 thinkers |cogito ergo sum)
cordilleran2	6:19p	Please pray for my mother (if you are so inclined), as she just tried to commit suicide with an overdose of Serroquil. EDIT: She has been moved from the ER to the ICU. Apparently they had her on a ventilator for a while. But for now, she has stabilized. (22 thinkers |cogito ergo sum)
akkara	7:27p	Daily food and exercise log 12/25 Diet: Breakfast: 2 slices of toast (130 cal), 2 tablespoons strawberry preserves (100 cal), medium banana (100 cal) Lunch: Quiznos Sanoma Turkey Sammie (380 cal), bowl of broccoli cheddar soup (260 cal), Diet pepsi (0 cal) Dinner: 8oz. turkey breast (250 cal), 1/2c turkey gravy (50 cal), 2 tablespoons cranberry sauce (50 cal), mashed potatoes (250 cal), G2 fruit punch (75 cal) Total Calories Consumed: 1645 cal Exercise: It's Christmas. Fuck you guys. Total Calories Burned: 1846 (resting metabolic rate) Net Calories burned: 201 I had to use the toaster oven ASAP this morning. I'll hit the crappy apartment gym tomorrow. No weights until Monday because free weights are only at the work gym. My quads were actually functional today, so that was pretty sweet. Macronutrient split: 27p/27f/46c Current Mood: full (cogito ergo sum)
cordilleran2	3:16p	Christmas in the Nuthouse, or Why Women are Dangerous for my Salvation as a Christian, Volume 1 I swear, my mom makes me really want to beat her over the head sometimes, and this morning was one of them. She went completely ballistic. Repeatedly. First, when we weren't entirely awake and chipper at four AM, sans coffee; she accused my dad and me of not being in the proper holiday spirit and went back to bed, furiously. I spent the next hour waking myself up and watching a Doctor Who Christmas special (the one with the 'splody Sycorax), to which she got pissed at again. I'm sorry, I wasn't exactly aware that I was supposed to grovel on my hands and knees to get to open presents, like a five-year old. After that, something ELSE set her off (I don't even remember what it was, now), and she ended up storming out into the early morning, not even dressed in the warmth, to "take a walk" She was gone for almost another hour. Apparently she also got pissed that we didn't follow her around. Sorry! I thought I'd get dressed and ready for Liturgy in Flagstaff first, instead of waiting around in pajamas to, again, open presents. Because apparently that's what Christmas is all about,who knew?. When she finally got back, we opened them. Pretty much what I got were clothes and an alarm clock, and cologne. Things that I find it hard to get excited about, or that I don't really need. Apparently she got pissed because I didn't show the proper level of excitement for a personalized snuggie, flannel shirts, or a money clip. But this only came out after I left, because I left for Liturgy right afterwards; this was told to me by dad on the phone...who also for some reason is siding with her, thus making me the bad guy. *beats head into desk repeatedly* Quite frankly, I no longer feel welcome here. Seriously. There are times when the only thing keeping me from hitting her upside the head with a large blunt object is the fact that she's my mother. I honestly find it hard to say "I love you" to her anymore, because of all the shit she pulls on a regular basis. I know it's not always her fault, though I do strongly believe that sometimes she does it just for the attention. I have to walk on fucking tiptoes, lest I speak loudly or breathe incorrectly, setting her off. I'm tired of being here, and I can't really go anywhere for the rest of the time that I'm trapped in this....rather horrid town. Tonight--no, scratch that, the entire rest of the afternoon, I think I'm going to hole up with my bottle of retsina, and finally drink it out of sheer frustration. And, since it seems most of the women I attract are women with the same traits, the constant desire to commit murder which seethes under the surface would be entirely counterproductive to a Christian mode of life. Ergo, the second part of today's blog title. Seriously--I've only dated two people who didn't remind me in any way, shape, or form of my mother. Funnily enough, those were the two people I consider that I had the best relationships with. I wonder if there's a correlation there? Naaah. On the bright side, Liturgy and the potluck afterward was quite nice. I got to see Joel and Jennifer, whom I hadn't seen for some time. The Quest to find the Northern Shrike supposedly hanging out at Mormon Lake was a failure, but I did meet the cutest kid ice skating at Lake Mary. He was totally like me at 7 years old--obsessed with dinosaurs. We had a 30 minute conversation about extinct mega-fauna, it was kick-ass. <3 Smart little kids who read. (On a similar note, Josh--Fr. Nicholas's eldest--is planning on starting to read The Hobbit soon, a project that meets with my express approval. If I had the funds, I'd buy him a very nice, shiny copy myself in fact.) Aaaaaaaand right now Mom's banging shit in the kitchen. I wonder what the problem is NOW? Ugh. EDIT: Dad just came into the room and apologized for seeming to stick up to Mom's side of the whole thing. He felt the same way as I did, but had to ostensibly take sides. Still....between the two of us, there's nothing we can do. Current Mood: irritated Current Music: Nikos (2 thinkers |cogito ergo sum)
Thursday, December 24th, 2009
akkara	7:55p	Daily food and exercise log 12/24 Diet: Breakfast: granola bar (90 cal), medium banana (100 cal) Snack: 2 cups green tea (0 cal), pear (96 cal) Lunch: Small Quiznos Chicken Mesquite sub (500 cal), Diet pepsi (0 cal) Dinner: 8oz. teriyaki pork tenderloin (300 cal), 1.5cups steamed broccoli, carrots, cauliflower (84 cal) Total Calories Consumed: 1170 cal Exercise: - Weight lifting!: ..... goblet squats: bodyweightx5x2, 12x5x4. (My quads were still sore as hell from Tues >_<) ..... db Military Press: 10x5x2, 12x5, 15x5x3 (weight is per hand) ..... db Bent-Over Rows: 12x5x2, 15x5x3 ..... Lat Pull-down: level 4x8x3 - 573 Cal on elliptical(40 mins, 5.13 mi, level 8 setting) - 138 Cal on row machine (2500m in 12:20) Total Calories Burned: 1846 (resting metabolic rate) + 711 = 2557 Net Calories burned: 1387 My legs were still pretty sore from Tuesday's squats/deadlifts... So I took the weight down on those today. Pretty much sore all over today in that "yeah I lift weights, I'm awesome" sort of way. Maybe one day I'll actually move enough weight around to warrant feeling like I got hit by a truck, lawlz. PS WE GOT A TOASTER OVEN FOR XMAS ALRIGHT!!!!!! Macronutrient split: 32p/30f/38c <I'm getting good with this! Current Mood: cheerful (cogito ergo sum)
beatonna	8:47p	Christmas Eve It being Christmas Eve and all, I was thinking of this Christmas story and drew it up. I meant to draw it nicer, but didn't get time.  It's about family. ( under the cut, because it's big ) If it helps to understand it better, I am the second oldest of four girls. Merry Christmas, everyone! To you and yours. (101 thinkers |cogito ergo sum)
cordilleran2	2:42p	Christmas Eve Grab-bag First: a VENOMOUS dinosaur? Win: http://www.physorg.com/news180635335.html It would be the first discovery, that I am aware of, of a venomous dinosaur. There's been some suggestions of "poisonous" therapods in the past, mostly due to similarities between the giant theropod's jaw structures and placement of teeth, versus that of the Komodo Dragon--the idea being that the mouths were not very clean and were great breeding spots for bacteria which would cause illness and death in the end were prey to get away. Somehow, though, it doesn't surprise me that this potential venomous dinosaur was a raptor. I mean, as if we didn't already have enough to worry about from that particular family, WHICH, I remind you, is still in existence to this day as birds descended from that line. Yes, that means Nikos is a modified Velociraptor. Be worried? Second: I went up to Flagstaff yesterday for my long-awaited, and long-dreaded court date for the criminal speeding charge. Fr. Nicholas came and met with me before hand to give me some moral support and advice, and things went surprisingly well. Well, for me, anyway, considering I was of course expecting the worst. I only ended up having to pay a fine of $247. Still a lot, but not nearly as much as I was expecting...not to mention, no misdemeanor charges due to criminal driving. I've learned my lesson from all of this, and plan on avoiding such hassle for the rest of my days. NO MORE SPEEDING. I haven't yet decided where I will go for liturgy tomorrow for Christmas. I'm thinking Prescott, since I haven't been there in a while. But, I want to wish all of you a Merry Christmas, even those of you who don't celebrate it. And on that note, I leave you with this following video; the vocals are an Orthodox Christmas Hymn...in Arabic! Christ is Born! Glorify Him! Current Music: Albertine---Brooke Frasier (3 thinkers |cogito ergo sum)
Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009
akkara	6:33p	Daily food and exercise log 12/23 Diet: Breakfast: granola bar (90 cal), medium banana (100 cal) Snack: 1 cup green tea (0 cal) Lunch: ONE POUND SALAD AW YEAH: 5 cups lettuce (39 cal), 1c tomatoes (32 cal) 1/4c olives (35 cal), 1/4c red onions (16 cal), 1/4c green bell pepper (7 cal), 1c cubed chicken breast (221 cal) Snack: pear (96 cal) Dinner: chicken (371 cal) and cheddar broccoli pasta side (320) and 5.5oz V8 (30 cal) Total Calories Consumed: 1358 cal Exercise: None Total Calories Burned: 1846 (resting metabolic rate) Net Calories burned: 488 OH MY GOD MY LEGS ARE SO SORE FROM YESTERDAY. I am so WEAK. Also, I finally found measuring tape. Check out my embarrassing numbers: Neck: 12.5" Bicep(left): 15" Forearm(left): 11" Chest: 36" (under boob), 38" (above boob) Waist: 33.5" Hips: 45" Thigh(left): 30" Calf(left): 17.75" How often should I remeasure this? Macronutrient split: 41p/16f/43c <beautiful Current Mood: sore (cogito ergo sum)

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