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Awesome!

The very definition of this post.

Because we? ARE AWESOME. AND TIRED. AND IN VARIOUS FORMS OF JOINT PAIN.

Of that wordcount, 20k was this past weekend alone. WE ARE HARDCORE?

ETA: Okay, so we're not ALWAYS awesome. LOL, forgot to charge my phone last night.
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And: Find My Way - P.O.D.

This I can blame on listening to yesterday, on repeat, while reading something.

We have another week of high (for this city) temperatures and I am not looking forward to it! =/ Right now, the apartment and air is kind of cool because it's early morning, but I'll need to head out for some ice within the next couple hours to manufacture air conditioning. So hooooooot.

The upside to this is Starbucks. It becomes a haven during the hottest hours of the day. Contemplating going there again today, because freezing Starbucks that is freezing means, dude, GLORIOUS (FOR TODAY) FREEZING. &hearts

ETA: HI, delicious looking recipe for lemon BBQ salmon. I think you and I should get to know each other tonight.
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Okay, so!

Family wanted me to come camp with them this weekend. Opted out, because it is the Pride Festival this weekend and I have been wanting to attend parts of it.

Reunion (10 years, high school) is August 29th and I have tentatively decided to go. Will trip out to Edmonton with 'rents (to save on hotel costs, LOL), then trip up to LLB (two hours) for the pig roast. Should things go well, I'll crash somewhere in LLB for the night, then drive back. If I feel alienated by the town and want to tell them to STFU, I book it the two hours back to Edmonton on sweet, sweet Albertan backroads. Oh, 130km/h, I love you.

Well, that'd make it significantly SHORTER than two hours, still. The shortest I ever heard anyone making it was in forty minutes. You do NOT want to know.

Back at work and life is good enough! Working on files and being productive, but distracted because ten hours days, LOL.

THAT IS THAT. How are all y'all doing??
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It's time for another good idea, bad idea.

Good idea: Reading the motorcycle skills handbook to brush up on road sense so that you can take your class 6L licence next week.

Bad idea: Reading the motorcycle skills handbook right before bed, so you can have dreams about rescuing a kitten from a warped geneticist, then taking it away on your motorbike before you go into hiding with a bunch of strange people who ride motorbikes.
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Tupelo Honey and Incura were AWESOME live. Shinedown was also fine, but not nearly as badass in person. Expect Roy to do some pimping of them later. Picked up two CDs for each band, ripped, loving the music!

Have decided that taking the bassist of Shinedown, putting him with the vocalist of Incura and the guitarist (D) of Tupelo Honey would make a band of adorable awesome.

Note: Adorable, when used by Alex, is a definition of badass, not cute.

Am currently sitting in a Starbucks in Surrey, working on the first draft of my second novel, because editing the first one is not working. Worked a bit on a Newverse piece and stared at the Coverse novella I'm supposed to be writing, to no productive end. Contemplated some psychoanalysis, then realised that I'm not awake enough to psychoanalyse.

The weather is rainy and cold today, this is having an influence on my ability to be awake. Not tired, more like lethargic in very many shapes and forms. And all this disjointed writing is coming on the heels of deciding that writing coherent posts would be useful.

Also: Saw the ultimate in androgynous last night on the way back to the hotel from the concert. I could not tell! Very pretty, very... androgynous.
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Restless. Contemplating shenanigans. Idea of sleeping tonight seems foreign.

Today, I had a close encounter of an "dog may be larger than it appears" kind. From a distance, this dog looked about the size of a normal black lab. Halfway to him, the dog looked a little bit larger than a black lab. Got to the dog and had to wonder if I'd shrunk, because he was HUGE.

And lovable.

And slobbery.

Batten down the hatches time. I have me some writing to do!

Making sense: What normal people do.
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Skewed dreams of the fucked up kind where I was in disagreement with Roy re: how to handle genetic supersoldiers (idk, man, too much Dark Angel and Saleca) and ended up on a rickety wooden structure, throwing each of them down one-by-one when they attacked and idk idk idk. Then had to convince them with fail!speech to tell their creator to fuck off and be normal, at which we all piled into a classic car and went for a drive. WHAT THE FUCK, BRAIN.

PRIDE events for 2009 have been announced locally. Parade and festival on July 11th that I'll make appearances at. Eyeing the dance that night because, hey, ten bucks in advance, but, dude, DANCE AND AUGH. Will be juvenile about it for a while, then buy a ticket regardless. SO PREDICTABLE, SELF. There are too many pretty ladies in this town to NOT go.

Watched Star Trek again last night! Have started talking like McCoy AGAIN. I'm an Alex, not a doctor, damnit!

Massage today! Can feel its necessity in my neck and shoulders.

SO HOW GOES?

ETA: As an aside, self, cutting one's self shaving is typically reserved for the area being shaved. How, pray tell, did you get THREE razor cuts on your THUMB of all places?

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