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After several days of running the air for short periods, I now have the heat back on. It's supposed to be down in the low 40's to mid 30's the next few night, so I think a wee bit of artificial warmth is called for. Even Ripley has been burrowing a bit when she's snoozing, so I'm guessing I'm not the only one who would appreciate extra warmth. I appreciate the fact that it's not in the mid 80s' during the day anymore. I don't want to see another summer where it's in the mid to high 90's from May through September.
Do not want.
Game of Thrones is starting a bit slow for me this season. My sis seems to think it's because there are a lot of new characters to introduce. I'm not entirely sure that's the whole reason. I mean in the first season, all the characters were new, but it felt llike there was more tension than what we have now. "I could shave the hair off a spider's arse" has to be my favorite new saying. It makes me all happy inside. So does, "For the night is dark and full of terrors." MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
I'm partway through a post on the Hunger Games series. Book reviews. While I'm writing them, I can't help but think about the Gale/Peeta/Katniss triangle. More specificallly I keep batting around the boys and thinking about what it means that Katniss...uh...ended up with who she ended up with (I nearly vomited out the spoiler there), and why that's a good/bad/forced/inevitable thing. More on that after the review themselves are done.
Tonight on after-work walkies, a hottish dude with tats and piercings (who sadly was accompanying his GF on her own dog walking) wanted very badly to pet the wee antisocial hound. Ripley was totally NO. DO NOT WANT. Apparetly, he has a short-haired dachshund and hadn't ever seen a wire-haired. So he was trying to make himself small and talk nice to her and woo her over. She was having none of it. Though I was a bit surprised to see her approaching slowly the longer I lingered to chat with them. Was the wee antisocial hound breaking out of her shell?
No. She wasn't. She was trying to sneak past him so she could shoot into the breezeway and bolt down it to lurk by the door. She was most vexed that this didn't work and that he took the approach as an attempt at friendliness. Eventually, she just stayed behind me and sulked.
With ICFA/vacation and the crazy at work after it, I haven't been back to fitness class. Tomorrow should be the first day back for me, so I anticipate being in pain when next I write. I've been getting annoyed that I'm not taking lunch or breaks or class this last little bit, and I've decided I need to pace myself better. If I just keep handling all the extra stuff that is being heaped on without complaint, then they're going to keep heaping on. Path of least resistance. It's the nature of things. And I'm planning on some resistance.
Do not want.
Game of Thrones is starting a bit slow for me this season. My sis seems to think it's because there are a lot of new characters to introduce. I'm not entirely sure that's the whole reason. I mean in the first season, all the characters were new, but it felt llike there was more tension than what we have now. "I could shave the hair off a spider's arse" has to be my favorite new saying. It makes me all happy inside. So does, "For the night is dark and full of terrors." MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
I'm partway through a post on the Hunger Games series. Book reviews. While I'm writing them, I can't help but think about the Gale/Peeta/Katniss triangle. More specificallly I keep batting around the boys and thinking about what it means that Katniss...uh...ended up with who she ended up with (I nearly vomited out the spoiler there), and why that's a good/bad/forced/inevitable thing. More on that after the review themselves are done.
Tonight on after-work walkies, a hottish dude with tats and piercings (who sadly was accompanying his GF on her own dog walking) wanted very badly to pet the wee antisocial hound. Ripley was totally NO. DO NOT WANT. Apparetly, he has a short-haired dachshund and hadn't ever seen a wire-haired. So he was trying to make himself small and talk nice to her and woo her over. She was having none of it. Though I was a bit surprised to see her approaching slowly the longer I lingered to chat with them. Was the wee antisocial hound breaking out of her shell?
No. She wasn't. She was trying to sneak past him so she could shoot into the breezeway and bolt down it to lurk by the door. She was most vexed that this didn't work and that he took the approach as an attempt at friendliness. Eventually, she just stayed behind me and sulked.
With ICFA/vacation and the crazy at work after it, I haven't been back to fitness class. Tomorrow should be the first day back for me, so I anticipate being in pain when next I write. I've been getting annoyed that I'm not taking lunch or breaks or class this last little bit, and I've decided I need to pace myself better. If I just keep handling all the extra stuff that is being heaped on without complaint, then they're going to keep heaping on. Path of least resistance. It's the nature of things. And I'm planning on some resistance.
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AND (I lied) much love for your little dragon userpic - might I steal it???
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Feel free to steal it. I have the creator credited in the pic notes.
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Strategy. It's all about strategy.