I should have been in bed an hour and a half ago, but cupidsbow's link to rageprufrock's Merlin story intervened.

I haven't laughed that hard in a long time, and imagining Anthony Stewart Head's face in part 8 just made it all the better.

Other news, before I pass out for an all-too-brief night before I try my hand at yoga:

RE: Surfing - After much internal debate, and a revelation from a fellow SHAG member, I'm going to Tofino in mid/late March for a weekend of learning to surf. Go Me!! These things are always so much better when you know someone on the trip.

RE: V-Ball - the little finger on my left hand looks like someone attacked it with a number of highlighters in various shades of blue - it's kind of cool.

RE: Swimming - got back into the pool today, Go Me!!

RE: Watchmen - must have the book done by tomorrow for class. Off to read another chapter before bed. Rorschach? Really is just that batshit.

Oh, um, and if I don't catch an important post on someone's LJ in the next few months, I apologize in advance. I'm going to be drastically cutting down my LJ time in general, because trying to just read an F-List on the weekends (or at least *my* F-List) is an exercise in futility. I'll still be posting, more often about school/sports than not, but outside of my own journal I'm probably going to be rather silent.

Wishing everyone all the best until I manage to crawl back onto the fannish map in May!!

I'm now officially a week into term, which means a return to the dreaded academic schedule-of-doom.

I realized (at the last minute) the last week was IM & Outdoor Rec registration week, so I went in and signed in blood for a number of activities (and I'm still debating whether or not I should go back and sign up for the weekend of surfing in Tofino if it's not filled yet).

What's On the Agenda:
( Academics )

( Athletics )

General Notes:
While work on my Valentines lagging, I'm officially segregating my schedule for the term as of tonight (I know! I'm pre-judging my various appointments/obligations! I'm such a horrible person!!).

Sunday 6PM-Friday 5PM is Academics & Athletics.
Friday 5PM-Sunday 6PM is Fandom.

There will, of course, be some blurring of the lines.

From the fandom end of things, I'll be (hopefully) posting my Valentines daily during the first two weeks of February. If completed works aren't finished, I'll be doing 2-4,000 word teasers for longer pieces. If I get all of my academic/athletic To-Do's done early during the course of a week, I might also try to squeak in some V-Day work, but I'm not committing, both b/c there very well may not be any spare time in there, and b/c if I get things done early, there's so much else that needs to be done that I really should be moving onto the next academic obligation on the list.

From the Athletics/Academics end of things, there are a few events which cross the hypothetical date-line, most specifically the snowshoeing trip I've got slated for January 31. Nothing major, but still worth noting.

As always, I welcome any/all advice, most especially when it comes to the Athletic portion of my life.

I'm going to be shooting for a daily caloric intake of somewhere between 1400-1600, which is higher than I really want to go since I'm technically stepping down my activity from my fall routine, but this is a much more long-term lifestyle level as opposed to a shorter-term high-intensity training level. Not that I've thrown out my original swimming time/distance goals, but I'm trying to balance things a bit more and do a wider range of activities. If it takes me an extra 6 months to get to NCAA times, then it does. I'll have fun doing it ^_~

This weekend is the first half of Island Rivalry, the big team spirit event for the Mariners.

Not only did I miss the deadline to sign up for the group-trek down to the Away games (V-Ball, of course, b/c B-Ball just isn't my thing), but I only just now realized that the Home games are the weekend I'm out of town - the 13th/14th of February (which is apparently the weekend/week that *everything* is going on, including the premier of Dollhouse). The plans for me to *be* out of town are over 6 months old, so unfortunately they're just non-negotiable.

Dude, I so totally lose at team spirit. If I end up in town next year, I really need to make more of an effort to make it to at least all of the home games. I belong to the Nation, for love of the gods.

Oh, and after some serious debate, I'm now taking a 3-hour history class on Friday mornings. Because I want my Wednesday nights free for War Canoe, and because I honestly wasn't sure I could take another 20th Century German History class.

ETA: Mostly unrelated bitching, but due to a clerical error, I've ended up owing close to $20 in overdue fees to the library. GRRR. At least all of the snow-related-kerfluffle-ness regarding my grades has settled. I've officially got a couple of "Incomplete" marks, until they get my various term papers processed. Really, as long as they don't drop me below the B range, I'll just call it done. I need the credits far more than I need the grades, at the moment.

Having a broken thumb sucks.

The break is at the base of the left proximal phalange (i.e. the bottom of my thumb), and from most of the people I've talked to, I'm looking at a full 6 weeks before I'm back to regular activity. Given how much moving wood to the fireplace hurt tonight? I'm thinking that they're right. Which means I'm on the bench pretty much completely until sometime in December, and puts me somewhere around a month behind in my training schedule.

Lovely.

Papers start coming due in the next week, but at least they'll be done within the next 2 weeks. It'll be nice to have them over with. Looking forward to the end of this term much more than I have the last few - don't know what it is about this year, but gods, will I be glad to see 2008 finished. I have every intention of taking the break time as honest down-time this year, instead of scrambling around trying to get a bunch of extra RL things done. I'm hoping to work on my 14V, *actually* fix-up my site so that the fic listing is accurate and the newer stuff has been transferred over, and maybe get Bound actually finished (all that's missing is one segment, after all).

Oh, and sleep. Sleep would be good.

ETA: For a number of reasons, I essentially haven't been into my inbox since BASCon. As a result, when I logged in, the message number was at 995. I did a mercy kill, for the sake of my sanity. If you'd left me a comment which needed reply and I haven't yet, please either re-post it or ping me here. Many apologies for the entries on various people's journals which I have managed to completely miss - I haven't been around much, and probably will continue to be mostly AFK until after finals. It's just... Apparently, it's going to be a bad few weeks.

The Good: One of my 3 grad school applications is officially complete. Today, I put my supporting documentation for Aberystwyth University in the mail, and the online application has already been submitted. 6 weeks from receipt of hardcopy, and they should tell me yes/no/maybe.

The Bad:

• It's 13:00. I just got home, having spent 2 hours trying to get all of 3 errands done (bank, post office, groceries) so that I could hit the pool at noon.


• Mailing the above referenced bundle of documents to Aberystwyth cost an insane amount of money, since I wanted to be able to track the package. Like, my bank account just phoned, and is reporting acts of sexual depravity and dubious consent.


• I would have mailed my completion paperwork to Edinburgh, but the 'equal opportunity monitoring form' mis-printed this morning and I didn't realize it until I got to the post office. Given the above lesson learned regarding Aber, I will be sending Edinburgh & Cardiff's paperwork out on Wednesday. As cheaply as I possibly can, and screw the ability to track the package. Aber's my first choice, after all.


• I just dropped $50 buying groceries, and I didn't even get anything fun. Cottage cheese, mandarin oranges, margarine, bread, milk, coffeemate? None of these qualify as "luxuries" (Coffeemate might, except that if I don't have coffee in the morning I don't function at 5 or 530, and it's a once-every-2-months kind of purchase). I know the Canadian dollar is down, but still - WTF, world?


• Having run over an hour behind schedule, I am not going to be able to swim this morning. That means that I get to *not* go to the gym, but run over to the aquatics centre after class/before V-Ball league tonight. So I'll be high on chlorine fumes when I step onto the court, and probably won't get much to eat.


• I still have 5 papers to write by the end of the week. Haven't heard back from the prof I asked for an extension pleading cruel and unusual torture (well, OK, I just explained that I have a strata meeting on Wednesday night, and thus am royally screwed for getting 3 things turned in on Thursday)

*Eats her newly acquired cottage ch

So the big plan for this evening was supposed to involve me going to the Volleyball Season Opener games (I have a friend on the men's team, and there was a free BBQ beforehand). Good times, right?

Except for the fact that I am apparently having a totally anti-social evening, and it's frakking cold out. See also: me staying home, doing some cleaning that's excessively overdue, decorating for the Holiday Season(TM), sorting out some of my current life-issues (i.e. how am I dealing with this, how am I dealing with that, when is X, Y, Z due), and doing homework in front of a surprisingly successful roaring fire.

If you'd asked me yesterday, this is not at all what I'd have expected to be doing. But it's really soothing, the whole sense of getting something accomplished that I can see, never mind organizing the space around me. I feel bad for bailing on Scott, but I'm sure they've had a good turnout, and I can periodically check the scores, so I will be well informed when I see him on Sunday for the movie.

Oh, also, as is required for an evening one-week-before-Halloween, I am reading bad Harry Potter fic. If anyone feels like reccing me any good Harry/Draco, Draco/Ginny, Severitus (yeah, I know), or WIKTT fic, I will change to reading good HP fic. For now, I'm just working with what's easily accessible. Because I'm only willing to dedicate so much energy to the lowest priority on my evening To Do list.

And oparu? You're more than welcome to come out next weekend, if you'd like. No pressure either way, though. Me coming over there probably isn't going to happen, just due to how my schedule is likely to fall out for the week after, but I should be entering into a lull in my crazy schedule (you don't know anything about those, do you?).

I'm pretty sure that, without my knowledge, my life has shifted to existing on a Sunday->Thursday schedule. As in, I get up at "weekday" times on those days, hit the pool on those days, and go into campus on those days. Friday & Saturday are my "down" days, where I don't set an alarm/pre-set the coffee maker/make it to the pool/eat as strictly (i.e. they end up being closer to 1800 calorie days instead of my standard 1200, which is kind of hilarious since they're also my non-guaranteed-exercise days).

I'm also pretty sure that this is a combined result of my athletic & academic schedule - my classes run M-Th, and I have volleyball on Sundays & Mondays, thus there are external motivators. Given the hours at the aquatics centre, my training schedule for swimming is flexible enough that I can go on Friday afternoons if I feel like sleeping in. The gym is open until 2230 on Friday nights, so I've also got the option of actually doing my dryland on Fridays (I've been bad about dryland the last week or so, which, yeah, that needs to stop. I'm never going to make B-Min times if I don't get my ass in gear sooner rather than later. At least my daily distances are starting to get up to where I need them to be).

In other news, it's been 3 weeks since I'd been able to get enough breathing room in my schedule to do my share of the co-writing on "All That Remains" (this being the reason I'm officially bowing off the fic as co-author after the current part goes up. I'd originally stepped in as a beta and morphed into a co-author, but given the levels of insane that have cropped up in my life lately (and show no signs of going away anytime soon), I'm returning everything back over to kijikun to do with it as she will).

Over the course of said 3-4 weeks, I'd forgotten quite how long it can take to edit a section of fic. I started working on it last night, and decided to go to bed and finish this morning. Woke up at 5, in an effort to stick to a consistent schedule, but didn't drag my ass out of bed until closer to 6:30 because it was in the 30's last night and I refuse to turn on my heat in October.

I think I'm going to give in and take a break to make blueberry pancakes. I've been craving them with a passion ever since I picked up blueberries at the market yesterday (I'm a sucker for good fresh fruit, and the extras will freeze well). I think there's a fic to blame, but for the life of me all I can remember about it was that it involved Ian Crocker. There's also the possibility that the craving is just a result of a sudden and inexplicable bout of nostalgia for New England (Maine, specifically). Who knows.

I took today off, playing physiological catch up from the week and disconnecting from the world. In the category of good news, I only end up going 200 calories over my daily goal, which isn't too bad for a bad day. Tomorrow, I swim what I suspect will be 5K, and get back to work on regular scholastic endeavors. Next week, I will hopefully have finished adjusting to the increased swimming work, and can really get back to my daily biking - I slacked on that, this week, and paid for it at my food_fighters check-in this morning.

Today, instead of going into work, I curled up on the couch and sorted out all of the miscellaneous details of my grad school applications, which go into the mail on Wednesday. Have everything but the last revisions on my personal statement done.

Will be going to bed soon, I fear, but I'm really glad to have most of the logistical stuff done on the apps. Will feel even better once the letters of reference and transcripts are away and it's all out of my hands.

Side Note: "Crusoe" premiers tonight, and I've got it on in the background (alternating periodically with the hockey game). Is it just me, or does Friday totally come off as the hero of this series??

Earlier today, I posted a general approximation of my To Do list for the next 24 hours or so.

Given where I currently stand on said list (I've still got the oral presentation & handouts, the museum assessment, the article reviews...), and how badly one of my quads was hurting merely walking down the stairs *to* the gym, I made an executive call and came straight home.

I *did* get in most of a swim workout, at least - I was running late, so I only did 2500M instead of my planned 3K, but as it was I had to just about sprint to my 2:30 class.

For shits & giggles, I timed a 1500M Free interval (at cruising speed, because hllangel - the lovely person who has been feeding my swimming suggestions given her own history in the sport - suggested that a lot of my leg pain yesterday and today might be a result of Lactic Acid build-up, and that working out at a lower level would help to dissipate it w/out generating more in the same quantities). Thus, I now have a baseline. Expect it to drop rather significantly the next time I clock a 1500, given my conscious effort at keeping my pace slow and even today.

Short Course 1500M Free
Today's Time - 33:26
Motivationals - 22:58.19->17:13.59

Technically, I'm under double the AAAA-times, which is cool. However, I realized as I was writing this up that my initial long-shot goals (originally 2x the 4A times, which morphed into 1.5x the 4A times around the time that I realized I was already clocking under double) are actually in the doable range. As a result, I think my long-shot goals for January first are going to be making the B-Min times (the times on the left of the Motivationals spectrum).

Wish me luck, yo. I'm going to need it.

I had not realized quite how much squatting is involved in volleyball.

At 16:00, I gave in and took 800mg Ibuprofen so that the pain in my quads would be better by the time I went to the gym.

Didn't work. After the SHAG meeting, did the pub thing w/ a number of my club mates. Legs still hurt enough that I ended up making an executive decision and heading home instead of hitting the gym. Have a paper to work on tonight, so I can definitely use the time, but still.

I really hope I stop hurting, at least this badly, by the morning. I feel bad enough taking a day out to recoup (I can make it up on Saturday). *Crawls into bed*

Quote of the Night:( From tonight's Criminal Minds, so mild spoiler potential )

I'm feeling markedly lazy, in the "I don't want to do anything but curl up on the couch and work on my homework via reading things" kind of way.

It's a Saturday, which means that I should go into the gym for dry-land and a lifting circuit (or 3). Tomorrow is an "off" day, b/c I don't swim on the weekends and the gym is closed.

I'm waffling back and forth between blowing off the gym or going and doing my workout. My quads are sore in the "stand up/sit down/ouch" kind of way, but they'll ease up some once I get going on the bike, and I can always lower the difficulty level a notch or two (so long as I don't make a habit of it).

My current totals for the week are:

Biking: >100 miles (probably around 110)
Swimming: 7K

Advise me, people, because my brain is refusing to come to a conclusion, and the waffling is frustrating since every time I come to a decision, the devil's advocate that's built into my cranium points out the flaws in it.

ETA: Also, either today or tomorrow has to be an "eating more" day, b/c I've been running to the low end on my caloric intake, and I can't afford for my metabolism to crash.

ETA2: I figured out why my quads hurt. I spent 6 hours squatting yesterday.

Will be waiting until Monday to hit the bike again.

I am home! I have gas in my truck! I have laundry currently attempting to reach escape velocity! I am comfy - curled up on the couch in oversized sweats - and debating dinner. It's been a long day. Thoughts on dinner?

My Day: I got up around 6:00 so that I could eat before hitting the pool. Ran slightly late actually getting out the door, but it all worked out. I swam 2.5 kilometers, Long Course (except for the last 25M, b/c they were adjusting the pool down to Short Course). Of that, 1500M was swum without interruption. Go me! Next Wednesday, it jumps to 3K. *Whimpers* Also, my swimsuit is starting to complain about the chlorine. If you are/were a swimmer, you know what I'm talking about. If you don't know what I'm talking about, be glad.

I then proceeded to spent 8 hours alternating between sitting and crouching on a carpet-covered cement floor while assembling a mass mailing for my employer. At a coffee table. I hurt, and it's not even from exercise. I could totally forgive the gym or the pool; I'm not so sure I can forgive the carpet-covered concrete floor.

On the up side, I got a free lunch b/c they were having some kind of celebratory BBQ relating to our achieving official "University Status" (we were technically a University-College before, which meant we granted BAs and MBAs and BSs, but weren't as prestigious. I think). Managed to wrangle a hamburger sans bun & some lettuce, as well as a handful of tortilla chips.

Hit the gym after work, and was a total slacker. I was going to try to keep my MWF bike distance at a minimum of 20 miles, but today I only did 15.75. My story is that I decided that discretion was the better part of valor (and, TBH, I was a little worried about over-stressing my quads after yesterday's 34 mile accident).

Showered, came home, and here I am. This weekend, I have to: Write (& email in a timestamped copy of) an essay on Plato & the Audience (preferably sending it in tomorrow). Finish my "Personal Statements" for my Grad School Apps. Edit the next part of "All That Remains". Visit a local museum and do a 3 page write-up for Public History. Write my overdue piece for the Susan/Caspian Ficathon. Sleep. There's probably something I'm forgetting. Like transcribing the pieces of "Bits of Bliss" that I've been writing in classes. But I'm sure it's something else...

ETA: Other fun incident - was glancing at the bulletin board outside the weight room today (they post random interesting nutritional recommendations and workout tips), and there's a new article. About the benefits of Chocolate Milk.

*Gives props to chimosa* It was so nice to be ahead of the curve on this one ^_~

ETA2: Oh, right. Working on the Intimacy/Sex swim!fic. *Makes inarticulate noises at krabbypatty*

As per my earlier post, it was a bit of a harried morning.

As a result, my pool work suffered - I was really cruising, but only managed to clear 2K in the time I had. Even with shaving 500M, I still had to sprint the entire campus to get to class on time. Luckily, the reading was pre-reading and isn't due until Wednesday. Will definitely be hitting the pool earlier on Wednesday.

ION, I got to class, only to realize that I didn't have my glasses. I'm pretty sure they're in my gym bag (which is in my gym locker). I also managed to break one of my headphones (well, it's an ear bud, but same difference), and my wallet's not in my shoulder bag. It's either A. in the gym bag, or B. at home on the coffee table. This is problematic, since I need to either show my Nation Card or pay 5 bucks to get into the volleyball game tonight, and I really want to go (our nationally ranked women's team is playing the Chinese National Team).

Much as it pains me, I may resort to driving home to get the wallet. Had to stop in the library to scan a few documents for a classmate, so I'll be heading down the hill in a minute. If I have to run home, I'll eat there and then hit the gym for the first half of the V-Ball game (I can sort-of watch from the weight-room). Luckily, it's a light night at the gym.

*Curses Mondays*

Last weekend, I got the joy of splitting my time between a nasty reaction to a new type of salsa (spice-allergy FTW, not) and a really nasty onset of my pseudo-monthly visitor. Suffice it to say, I got nothing done. kijikun has been a frakking saint*, because I'm still sitting on part 8 of All That Remains, which was supposed to go up last Sunday. Why is it not done, you might ask?

Because, apparently, I have something like 1.5 seconds to rub together between about 12PM Monday and 19:00(7PM) Friday night. My life was not like this last year. The earliest I've gotten home this week was, um, Tuesday - 8:30, I think (that particular evening, I sat down to do editing work, had to reboot my computer, and actually fell asleep while it was in-process. I woke up about 4 hours later, which was good, since my alarm was set to vibrate, and it could have been a messy morning). Tonight? I walked in the door about 5 minutes ago. Yesterday wasn't much better. I would just stay up tonight, since I have no class tomorrow, but my boss has decided that I need to be in at 9AM tomorrow, which means I have to be at the pool at 630 (I'd say 7, but long course ends at 8, meaning if I run a little late that I'd have to get out while they restructure the pool at 8 anyway, so I'm better off making sure I'm done ahead of schedule. Especially since I'm considering adding on an extra 500M to start easing the transition to the next kilometer).

The one good thing? I biked 19.25 miles today, in addition to my double-rep-set circuit. I'd blame the working out for the no-time thing, except I've been increasing my difficulties instead of my actual gym time since the school year started (I do 40 minutes of biking on pool days, and 60 minutes on non-pool days). The swimming time is also reasonably consistent (although it'll get longer once October comes around and I have to add another KM, but that's still something like a week and a half away out).

*Whimpers* Seriously. If I even hint that I might be coming down with something and it's Thursday or later, KICK MY ASS!! If I consider eating something not in my normal diet, KICK MY ASS!!

I am not allowed to be ill on the weekends, because I simply have no room to play catch-up during the week.

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*I will be buying her drinks at BASCon.

Just staggered in the door from volleyball a few minutes ago. Dude, long day. Also? So totally worth doing the intramural. I'm currently on the "Midnight Meat Pack", but I may get transferred when we meet again in two weeks (next week is canceled due to the Women's Volleyball Team (the varsity one) playing China's national team - it promises to be completely awesome, and I'm definitely shelling out $5 to watch it - two of the Chinese players were on the Olympic team, and apparently all of them are 6'4"+)

Things tonight's games (I played 2) have taught me:

• 12 years is a long time (last time I played volleyball = grade 8)


• That muscle in my back that was sore while I was swimming this morning? Yup, still sore.


• Volleyball is fun. It is also much more difficult than it looks.


• I really need shorts. Capris just don't cut it.


• It's amazing what being more fit can do - I was so much more comfortable out there than I would have been 3 months ago, and it's not just that I've dropped 30 pounds. I ran the whole way from the library to the gym b/c I was running late, and wasn't even out of breath!


• I'm not completely hopeless - by the end of the night, I was controlling my bumps and actually scored two points with my over-hand serve.


• Apparently my arms bruise easily. I had a problem with it in wrestling, but hadn't thought about it in *years* - my inner forearms? Just a tad on the red side, tonight.

As to it being a Monday? In addition to forgetting the belt for my workout pants (which is a big deal, since they will now fall off of their own volition), I got home, nuked a plate of nachos (I know, I know - not healthy, but they're quick, and while I'm not terribly hungry, I know I need the calories, and nachos are surprisingly well balanced), sat down on the couch, and proceeded to dump the entire plate all over my feet.

Oh, and did I mention that my period started this weekend?

*Slinks off to bed to sulk, cursing Mondays under her breath*

On a bit of a whim, I stopped in at the War Canoe class that our kayaking instructor had mentioned last Friday.

So, so worth it.

For those of you unfamiliar with a war canoe, it's a big-ass boat that you throw 15 people into and then make 14 of them row in tandem. The trick is to get into a rhythm. Well, and not to flip over. The not flipping over part is important, too.

Color me rash and impulsive, but I liked it enough that I'm actually swapping one of my classes with a similar make&model["Evolution of English Literature: The Epic" has been replaced by "Literary Theory Pre-1900"] so as to be able to keep going to the classes. Granted, swapping out of The Epic is kind of a relief, anyway, since it ran until 21:30 (9:30PM) on Wednesday nights, thus eliminating my ability to either try to swim with the local masters team (M/W night practices) or to go to Drop-In at the Kayak Club - two activities which have been shaping up to be my main social outlets.

So, Yay! for War Canoe Class! Because it totally was the final push in rescheduling into another English class. Whee!

Day of Discipline: I need to be good today. What this means is that I need to *not* go to the gym or the pool (my body needs a day off, even if it'll make me incredibly fidget-y). I need to take the day off, ice, and chill out. It's actually harder than it sounds. I was originally going to be meeting up with oparu today, which would have kept my mind off of it, but that's been postponed until next weekend. On a similar note, I need to finish the revisions & editing on 2 pieces of fic (and it has to happen today, because tomorrow I have to get down to RL things that I've been putting off).

General Scheduling Notes: As of tomorrow, I'm going to be shifting into F/T Academic mode. My classes start on Sept 2, and I need the week before to get all of the misc. stuff taken care of before then (and also to get some of my reading done in advance - 4 ENGL classes and 2 HIST classes add up to more reading than anyone can do in a semester, especially since I'm hoping to pick up a P/T position on the side, either through CLIP or the gym).

What this means is that I'm not going to be around as much, either in consistency of posting journal entries *or* with regards to reading other people's entries. Fic will, quite honestly, be up in the air. I've got something I'm co-writing with kijikun which will probably stay on track at about a part a week, but everything else is going to depend on random inspiration and when I end up with free time (or feel the need to *make* free time - it's amazing what an ardent plot-bunny can lead to). I'm still hoping to have the Bound Universe closed before it's a year old, but that's the only thing I'm going to swear to.

This fall promises to be both busier and more relaxed than last year. I'm taking 6 classes (all upper-level, the first time I've carried this load), and hopefully going to be in at the gym 6 days a week as well (one thing yesterday taught me? My arms are distressingly out of shape). But at the same time, I'm in a familiar place, this time - I know where things are, and how they work. I've got grad school applications, but once they're in (mid-September), they're in - nothing else I can do about them until I get results. So there will be plenty of stress, both physical and mental, but I'm also hoping that the exercise will help to allay some of it - or at least burn it off.

My computer rebooted.

Now, normally, this is not that big of a deal. Especially since Open Office does automatic saves every 5-10 minutes. Except for this time. Apparently. Because I re-opened the document. And it's the original. From last week.

*Hangs head and weeps*

10 hours of work. GONE.

Olympic Thoughts Completely Unrelated to My Sorrows: Just watched the men's platform diving finals (on NBC). What I found really interesting (and very telling about the perception of America's preferences)? Is how they carefully cut away from the congratulations for Matt Mitcham so that his boyfriend never appeared on camera outside of the big Aussie crowd in the bleachers. Also, WTF is up with not showing the Men's Water Polo final until oh-dark-thirty??

What does it say about me that I spent 2 hours kayaking this morning, and I'm feeling seriously under-worked-out and debating going to the aquatics centre to swim laps?

This really, really needs to burn out of my system before term starts.

ETA: Screw it. Going off to swim laps. Back later.

Been somewhat AFK the last several days, both due to my router going batshit (finally, finally got *that* straightened out) and due to my body deciding that it's going to sink into Fall Term Schedule a few weeks early (classes start Sept 2).

( Me + Sports. Take 2 )

Short Version: Working Out makes me feel both good and lousy, although I'm at least starting to get used to it again. Gods, I miss the days when I was actually in shape.

Unrelated to the Above: kijikun - I'm sorry about all the technical difficulties. I got my dates screwed up, and couldn't even get in to *get* the router until last night, and when I got home I promptly fell into bed. Since it's been this long, I'm going to give the thing one more glance over, and I'll have it in your inbox sometime this evening.

ETA: WTF, LJ? I'm gone 3 days, and my inbox has 98 new messages!!