
Oh my god did I seriously hurt my wrist playing
minesweeper? This is just ridiculous. Today in pilates Cheryl introduced Fun With Poles. You balane them on your back and swing them around and stuff, it's cool. Well, I mean, it's cool in that it kind of makes me want to take up stick fighting rar, but yeah.
UAC results in ten minutes! I'm sort of half hoping for arts/science even though I put it quite low in my preferences, because I miss math. Guys, I
seriously miss math what the hell?
Checked out
Burn Notice a few nights ago on the recommendation of
active_apathy - I sort of like it. Good writing, semi-decent acting,
ample fanservice but then why else would you set a show in Miami? also, god, the main character is
such an asshole. I want to punch him in the face. But! So does pretty much everyone else on the show, so at least it's entertaining. I could wish for more equal-opportunity nudity but I suppose I get enough straight perving in slashfic and don't think I don't see the irony in that.
Via
cadhla:
The Nerd Handbook. She posted it with a "Guys: this is your guide to me minus the computers" - I'm a bit too cross-genre for that to be entirely accurate but - The Cave? Check. Control issues? Check. Humour? Check. Relevancy engine? Check. Projects? Check. I tend to shirk my projects or run out of energy in the middle of one, but I'm working on that. Anyway, self-analysis is always interesting. I think from now on I'm going to schedule a day of Doing Nothing at the start of every trip/change where possible, because it's sound advice.