State of the Brenna, Thanksgiving 2018

Sooo… Happy Thanksgiving, for those in the States. And happy Multiple Days Off Work if you’re lucky enough to have a job that gives you these days off. I’ve had jobs that give these days and jobs that don’t, and if you have one that doesn’t give you time off please be careful driving (especially openers), don’t skip eating to keep up your energy (even if it means just one bite at a time in the back room), keep lots of Advil, etc, on hand (your co-workers will thank you!), and remember:

Just because you have to pretend the customer is always right, that doesn’t mean they are. If they’re “just” dumb and rude, grin and bear it. If they’re being abusive, call them out on it in any way that won’t lose you your job. Or maybe a way that will lose you your job. You know your situation, including if you can afford that risk. …Okay, that went on a tangent. (I do that sometimes.) The point was, they aren’t always right; you already know that just from normal days at work. Try not to let them get to you. If it helps (and this always helped me, even at the apartment complex) make up stories about those assholes as the day goes on. Funny stories. Mean stories. Whatever. It can be a good distraction. (But maybe don’t let your manager in on it, unless they’re the kind to help out.)

But hey, it’s Thanksgiving, right? So I guess I should give at least some thanks:

  • Brian, for putting up with all. of. my. bullshit. And I mean all of it. So much bullshit. Thanks, love.
  • My cats, for keeping me warm when Brian takes the covers.
  • My new job, for being a healthy environment. I never hold hard feelings against my last one, but it wasn’t healthy and I wasn’t healthy because of it.
  • People in the gym who clean the damned equipment properly.
  • Also, people in the gym the same height as me, because it means I don’t have to adjust the seats and such in the timed circuit room.
  • Um… a preemptive thankfulness for the three pairs of jeans I’ve had since 2012, only one of which I’ve ever actually worn, because when I lose about five more pounds and can fit them I’ll have ~$75 of “new” clothes that I won’t have to spend a dime on. Cause seriously, there aren’t a lot of dimes to go around and saving that much money is one of the best things right now. 

Um… Damn. Okay, so I made the mistake of not finishing this post before going to the gym, and since then I’ve had breakfast, played games, napped, and had my official Thanksgiving dinner. That said, I forgot everything else I was planning on writing. Oops.

Anyway, enjoy your Thanksgiving; try to enjoy the weekend whether you’re off work or not, and take care of yourself especially if you’re working. If you go out shopping, don’t be a dick. I guess that’s really all there is to it.

Currently Playing: Stardew Valley (Mountain-Type farm) and Skyrim. Both on Switch this time.
Currently Reading: none at the moment (planning to re-read Good Omens once Brian finishes it)
Currently Watching: The Good Place
Listening To: AltNation on XM Radio (channel 36?), since there’s a free period this week. It’s basically the same as the Google Play station I linked in my October post.

Michael

Just coming in to say stay safe, everyone. I’m on a coast, but not the gulf coast–the storm will come over land to get here and will weaken big tome. That means I’ll be extremely inconvenienced (neighborhood flooded, but likely not my block, and power outage and stuff) but nothing worse. Everyone in and near the panhandle, though? Be careful.

State of the Brenna, Early October

Heyas… I guess it’s been longer than I’d planned between posts. Even my Project365 had to be dropped, thanks to my phone flipping out every time I try to get more than 2-3 consecutive shots of something. And that sucks, cause I was having fun with it. Maybe I’ll try it again for 2019? I’ll have to think about it, assuming I can afford a new phone this year. If not, then there won’t be any point to try it again (yet) since the phone freezing is why I stopped it this year. I do have another idea for a photo series, though; it’s actually one I’ve toyed with for over ten years. Comments on photos would be formatted similarly to my Vampire Protection Door Mat series of posts, but since the subject is much more broad than the one product type I’m having trouble working out a consistent way to measure each item.

Other than trying to figure out that photo series, there’s not much going on. I finally picked up Good Omens yesterday (I’ve had it on Kindle for years, but much like games in a Steam library, the books in my Kindle library are completely forgotten 13 seconds after I download them. >.<) and my GOD I can’t believe it’s taken me so long to start. And since the only thing from the upcoming TV show I’ve let myself see before starting the book is the Angelic/Devilish poster also out this weekend, I was able to read the first few chapters without any influence of the show. Even still, I can see David Tennant every single word, step, and swagger of Crowley; it’s such a good match than I went to watch the trailer anyway, just to see how close it was. And the trailer? Pretty much exactly, word for word, going up to Crowley and Aziraphale having their little lunch date. So, yeah, I’m looking forward to it. The only thing so far (and I’m 20% through, according to the app) that I’m worried about is that there’s so much motion and so much inner monologue to the text. Books-to-screen always seem to fail in that part of the conversion, so I’m curious how they’re going to handle that. Other than, idk, Family Guy style cutaways or something.

Anyway, yeah. My lunch break’s just about over, so I need to go. Until I can find the next thing to post about and/or figure out a format for that photo series, have a picture of Brian wearing a unicorn head:

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Currently Playing: Stardew Valley, mountain-type farm
Currently Reading: Good Omens
Most Recent Anime: Fairy Tail Zero
Listening To: Google Play Music Station inspired by Imagine Dragons’ “Natural” (I have no idea if that link will work; if not just let me know.)

(From the Archives) Strange Dream: Dracolich Attacks Seattle

So, last night I had a crazy kaiju (Japanese for “strange beast” or “monster” a la Godzilla) dream. I originally only posted a brief summary of the following on Twitter, then I wrote up as much as I could accurately remember in a limited post on Google+. I’ve been thinking about it since posting to G+, though, and decided I wanted to make a public post after all. Unfortunately, I don’t know a simple way to switch from “limited” to “public” on G+ once a post is already made without erasing and reposting entirely, and I don’t want to lose the little bit of conversation I already have there with people regarding the zaniness below. So, here’s a more or less direct copy/paste of the original G+ post, changed only for some grammar and formatting:

A giant dracolich was attacking Seattle during (maybe the day after?) PAX this year; I had suspected it earlier but no one believed me until it was too late. (There was a two-day-long “trying to convince people” period in the dream, but it was kinda montage-y, so I don’t remember much of it.) 

I made it out and got to L.A. for a new job that started the next day, the first day of which was networking computers in a sex shop upstairs from where Seth Rogen was having a huge movie premiere / party / something. 

But the next day a monster attacked there, too. It started with a kaiju monster scene in Seth Rogen’s movie and I was understandably freaked out / shellshocked / looking for a way out because I thought it was just the party downstairs, not a movie showing, and I thought I was actually looking at L.A. being attacked by something. Seth Rogen was being slightly dickish to everyone at his party, then all Jurassic Park style the floor shook and drinks spilled, and the theater/club/sex shop roof was torn off. I didn’t get a chance to see the monster and don’t know if I survived the attack, but I was very “I told you so” pissed off at the same time as being terrified.

Then I woke up. I went to bed completely sober and medication-free last night. If I’d been on anything, I might could understand having such a fucked-up dream. The last song I listened to was a gorgeous piano version of “Battle with the Four Fiends”, and I guess that could lead to some sort of “boss fight” scenario in my subconscious, but damn. I have a weird brain.

So yeah, that’s my brain for ya. What the hell?