Back in the Saddle

In my continuing quest for a better workout, I started formulating a new before-bed routine. I already have my morning weights routine down, and increasing the number of exercises in the morning just means I'm less likely to do them because it takes too long: the solution is to break the workout into two 15 minute sessions, morning and evening.

Temp job work on Thursday and drywalling this weekend means I haven't gotten in proper cardio in four days, so I'll need to get back on that this week, particularly with Wiscon coming up.

I tried out 100 situps (50 regular, 50 knee to elbow), 60 second wallsit (40 seconds tonight; I'll need to count properly), 20 pushups (10 tonight - my god, I used to be able to do 20 without a break. Man, I've gotten doughy), and I need to come up with three or four routines involving in the weights, stuff that's different from what I do in the morning so I can mix it up.

It's funny how, when I want to get back to a good place physically and mentally, I look back at what I was doing in Alaska. My eating and workout habits worked really well back then, and it's "just" a matter of getting back to that...

I think some of my reticence as far as implementing new workout routines goes is that I also have to figure out insulin adjustments, and you know, when you're nailing your numbers, the last thing you want to do is watch them jolt around jaggedly for a couple of weeks while you iron out routines.

But the alternative is... well, not to do it. And that's a lot worse.

So, here we go.

The 300 (take 2)

Steph: OMG that movie was awful.

Me: I LOVE THAT FUCKING SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Steph: OK, it WAS pretty cool when she killed that guy.

Me: THAT WAS THE FUCKING BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Steph: Really, it was horrible.

Me: IT WAS THE BEST HYPER-MASCULINITY SHOW EVAH!!!! LOOK AT THE BLOOD!!!! "WE WILL FIGHT IN THE SHADE"!!!! LOOK AT THAT FABULOUS SCENERY AND BLOOD AND THOSE RIPPLING CGI ABS!!!!!! LISTEN TO THAT HOMOEROTIC BANTER!!! LOOK AT THE KEWL WAY SHE DREW THAT SWORD WHEN SHE KILLED THAT GUY!!!! LOOK AT THE BLOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Steph: You're such a guy.

How to Re-tape and Re-paste Your Drywall: Pt 2 - Sanding and Re-texturing

We let the paste dry overnight, and then it was back to work... using coarse-grained drywall sandpaper for the first pass...


And fine-grained paper for the second pass.


Tools of the trade



Home renovation chic.

The reason we were wearing masks.


Time to take a break while the dust clears...


Then it's back upstairs to vacuum up the loose dust on the walls and prep for the retexturing.


Retexturing... in a can!


OK, it took 3 cans.


But hot damn, that ceiling looks better...


Oh yes indeed.


Tomorrow: primer and paint, round 3.

The Lies of Locke Lamora

I'm forty pages in (and only that through sheer force of will) and I am BORED TO TEARS.

Band of young thieves gallavanting around a seedy medieval underworld.

And, are there any women in this book? Like, not even POV characters, but, like, secondary characters? "As you know Bob" babes, even, or shit, I'll take a fucking useless love interest.

Does this world have women?

If it doesn't get better in 30 pages, I'm selling it on eBay.

Bloody fucking shame, too. I bought this bastard in hardcover.

Barring the Removal of a Certain Piece of Hardware, I Can't Really Become Pregnant, So....

According to the definitions sections of Senate Bill 51:

The term woman means a female human being who is capable of becoming pregnant, whether or not she has reached the age of majority.

I do wonder what this mysterious Third Gender is, tho: what do we call all of those barren, menopausal, and sugically sterile women?

Do we get a special bathroom?