Injurious Weeks

Work is slowly murdering me, I swear. I'm a schedule that basically consists of: get up at noon, go to work at 4:30, get him at between 1 and 2am, go to bed at 5am. I'm getting 6-7 hours sleep a night on average. Somehow depression has not managed to set in, a fact I can only attribute to actually having things to DO (moving and all), and the fact that I seem to have a lot more friends to chat with online than I did before (hey, Kim!), and friends I can hang out in Toronto with (best regards to Caitlin, who's going off to the UK, and Colette, for putting up with wandering through the city for nearly 6 hours on foot).

I have, however, managed to acrue FAR more injuries at The Firehall than I did at Il Posto, Sharkey's, and the Abbey Grill combined. I've gotten one burn that looks like its going to leave a scar, multiple hand gashes, and a few other minor burns. This is in addition to pulling my neck muscles. I pulled my shoulder yesterday, but that was more a case of being a dumbass while hauling folded boxes around the house. On the advice of Nina over at the Hairy Tarantula, I slept without a pillow last night, and I'm actually feeling better. Arm still hurts something fierce, but its the dull ache of a healing jury, which is better than yesterday, when half the time I felt like insane subcutaneous gnomes were trying to amputate my right arm at the shoulder blade.

I'm almost completly packed for moving out, and at some point next week Pater and I will be moving all my university-bound boxes to a friend's house in Toronto where I'll be staying for 2 weeks. Its about 12 plastic boxes and a few miscellaneous cardboard, not to mention my spices, my shinai, my rapier, my staff, a couple canes, my fridge, and my desk chair. Clothes are being kept in suitcases, and I'll make one ENORMOUS trip into Toronto on my Move Out Date with two suitcases, 1 duffel, my knife roll, and three back packs, which contain collectivly everything I need to live for a month on my own. Also need to find my ethernet cable. It does not appear to be around anywhere.

Finally, I DID manage to get out yesterday and see "My Super Ex-Girlfriend". Its a decent little flick. Uma Thurman as a completly neurotic super-heroine. Surprisingly well written and funny. Not a really serious movie, but pretty good. Though I hold that G-Girl's powers are psionic or gravitic in nature rather than general Superman-stuff. That weird warping trail she leaves behind her as she flies suggests that she might be doing something to the actual space around her to get up to full speed. It would also explain how she handles objects that SHOULD break in half (such as kicking a missle into orbit). She is, basically, a Nova...

...yeah! G-Girl is a Nova with Taint 5! She has an Anima Banner on her Flight, and she also has a minor Derangement in the form of being neurotic when it comes to relationships (to the point of throwing a shark through her ex-boyfriend's window). The shark was actually a pretty good scene...and a good example of her doing something that's blatantly physically impossible...and succeeding.

I'm working on the setup for two books at the moment, one of which involves the pitch I posted last year about the Holiday Characters Convention. The other has a weird working title, and is shaping into a 4 issue miniseries. Mind you that before I can get most anything off the ground I need the SY pitch stuff back from Shawn Richter. Oh I hope I hope.

Excelsior.

Too Bloody Hot

Its 94F outside. That's 4.6F away from human core temperature.

That's too fucking hot. Too fucking hot by far.

On the upside, I traded in the CDs that I won at the Vic Halloween party last October to a used DVD/CD store the other day. Got $77 in credit, no tax.

So what'd I do?

I went hog wild.

-The Die Hard Collection (2-disc sets of Die Hard 1, Die Hard 2, and Die Hard with A Vengeance)
-Smallville, Season 1
-Masters of the Universe (the old, cheesy, campy live action movie. A cartoon character in massive power armor being called "Man-At-Arms" is one thing...but an old skinny guy in a suit of armor that looks like it came from the rubbish heap of "Captain Power and the Soldiers of the Future" is another thing entirely)
-Kill Bill, Volume 2 (something I've been wanting to get for a while)
-Ghost (big fan of that movie, was the impetus for an Orpheus adventure I ran)
-Wild Wild West (I love that movie...)

All in all, things are going pretty well. Got a new friend I'm having fun chatting with regularly online, which is always good.

Now comes the 6 day week. And I don't get to go to Mage tonight. Bah.

Bring on the public spectacle.

Ugg

Its been close to a month since I posted anything. I've just been so tired and drained lately.

This job at the Fire Hall is murdering me, I swear. Late hours (i seem to be JUST working closes), and the like.

I had a bit of a reprieve this week, and got Tuesday and Wednesday off, which was good. It means that I had two days to rest and recover and go out and actually DO things.

Moving has, however, decimated my library. About 15-16 plastic bins of books have gone into storage. Three cardboard boxes of novels have gone to the used book store, and all the comics I threw out were either reclaimed by my brothers or sold to the neighbours during our big garage sale.

My room is slowly being stripped down. All my book cases, shelving, and dressers are gone. My desk, bed, and fridge still remain, along with a single book case that is staying with the house anyway, so I have my nWoD books there.

I can't believe how much STUFF I have. Its unbelievable.

My rapier, staff, and dragon cane are coming with me to university, along with my top hats and fedora. All other weapons and fancy stuff is going into storage with the 'rents rather than my storage lockers. Too valuable, really.

THat is all for now. More later.

Excelsior.