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dhampyresaNaNoWriMo: Is it still NaNoWriMo is I'm not in the country it originated in? Inktober and NaNoWriMo being back to back is very... "I came out to have a good time and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now", if you will. I know we're almost halfway through November, but Inktober was Intense for me. In a good way, but still. /petite nature
I couldn't get going on NaNo until L was like "write sef-indulgent garbage! write a space opera!" and I opened a new doc, titled it "self indulgent space opera garbage" and started writing EXACTLY THAT. Is there a plague doctor? Yes. Is there a lighthouse? Damn right there is. Is there a heist? Yep. Will a space station do the Paris Commune tango? Abso-fucking-lutely. Would Lovecraft be spitting mad with what I'm doing to his mythos? I fucking hope so. Does any of it tie into the rest? Who cares? SELF INDULGENT SPACE OPERA GARBAGE
Internet: I installed Leechblock on this computer today. We'll see how well it works to get me writing and/or drawing. I should put one of the enwt sketchbooks next to the computer, lol.
Art: I FINISHED A SKETCHBOOK :D for a really look time I was drawing on loose sheets -- pretty much all my "daily disaster drawings" (calling them that removes the paralysing pressure of Making Good Art) are on loose sheets of printer paper -- but sometime back I put a bunch on my drawing desk that I haven't moved yet so I took to drawing in a (surprisingly really decent) promotional sketchbook I got at a thing. I couldn't make myself draw on the first few or last page(s) (see Good Art Pressure above) but aside from those it is full! :D
Food: I spent most of the day obsessing about food/my weight. Feels bad, man. I know BMI/weight doesn't differentiate between fat mass and muscle mass, but idk, I still feel like I should weigh a lot less than I do now. Man. And I was doing so good getting a better relationship with food lately. But now it's back to not trusting myself to either starve myself or go overboard in the other direction. :/ As long as I hold true to my "no calorie counting" and "no throwing up on purpose" limits, I should be good, right? And be careful to eat 3 times every day. I hate this. Why is food. Why is me. I mean. I feel like I also have no sense of how much muscle mass I actually have? Or how much exercise I am actually doing? Is swimming 500m a good amount? Idk. Maybe I'm just frustrated because this time last year I was swimming ~2500-3000m. :( Fucking shoulder. Maybe I should do push-ups again? Idk.
Swimming: 500m. lost track a bit, so maybe 600m, but definitely 500m. Forgot my swimming glasses so ergh.
Today: 500m.
Past total: 46 950. Current total: 47 450 / 585 689.
I couldn't get going on NaNo until L was like "write sef-indulgent garbage! write a space opera!" and I opened a new doc, titled it "self indulgent space opera garbage" and started writing EXACTLY THAT. Is there a plague doctor? Yes. Is there a lighthouse? Damn right there is. Is there a heist? Yep. Will a space station do the Paris Commune tango? Abso-fucking-lutely. Would Lovecraft be spitting mad with what I'm doing to his mythos? I fucking hope so. Does any of it tie into the rest? Who cares? SELF INDULGENT SPACE OPERA GARBAGE
Internet: I installed Leechblock on this computer today. We'll see how well it works to get me writing and/or drawing. I should put one of the enwt sketchbooks next to the computer, lol.
Art: I FINISHED A SKETCHBOOK :D for a really look time I was drawing on loose sheets -- pretty much all my "daily disaster drawings" (calling them that removes the paralysing pressure of Making Good Art) are on loose sheets of printer paper -- but sometime back I put a bunch on my drawing desk that I haven't moved yet so I took to drawing in a (surprisingly really decent) promotional sketchbook I got at a thing. I couldn't make myself draw on the first few or last page(s) (see Good Art Pressure above) but aside from those it is full! :D
Food: I spent most of the day obsessing about food/my weight. Feels bad, man. I know BMI/weight doesn't differentiate between fat mass and muscle mass, but idk, I still feel like I should weigh a lot less than I do now. Man. And I was doing so good getting a better relationship with food lately. But now it's back to not trusting myself to either starve myself or go overboard in the other direction. :/ As long as I hold true to my "no calorie counting" and "no throwing up on purpose" limits, I should be good, right? And be careful to eat 3 times every day. I hate this. Why is food. Why is me. I mean. I feel like I also have no sense of how much muscle mass I actually have? Or how much exercise I am actually doing? Is swimming 500m a good amount? Idk. Maybe I'm just frustrated because this time last year I was swimming ~2500-3000m. :( Fucking shoulder. Maybe I should do push-ups again? Idk.
Swimming: 500m. lost track a bit, so maybe 600m, but definitely 500m. Forgot my swimming glasses so ergh.
Today: 500m.
Past total: 46 950. Current total: 47 450 / 585 689.