By 2/5:
1)
2) Mebbe write documentation for them. Mebbe.
3)
4)
5)
6)
AND THEN (ie by 2/26):
7)
8)
9)
10) And again.
11) Teach.
12) Maybe more hounding.
13) Publish Proceedings.
It'll all totally happen. *nods*
Showing posts with label dumbassery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dumbassery. Show all posts
February 01, 2011
Crap I need to do:
Congratulations, blog! You're my online SCA to-do list! Woo!
By 2/5:
1)Write poems about Sugarawa no Michizane and Joan of Arc for the Duke Gyrth Memorial Smackdown at KASF this weekend.
2) Mebbe write documentation for them. Mebbe.
3)Write a 'lil extra documentation for KASF display.
4)Go to FedEx, print out stuff for display, put in pretty binder.
5)Buy picture frames, make display pretty.
6)Go to event, smack some bards down.
AND THEN (ie by 2/26):
7)Finish my new class for Practicum in a nice, leisurely manner. (Troubadours! Word!)
8)Hound teachers who have not yet submitted materials for the Proceedings.
9)And again.
10) And again.
11) Teach.
12) Maybe more hounding.
13) Publish Proceedings.
It'll all totally happen. *nods*
By 2/5:
1)
2) Mebbe write documentation for them. Mebbe.
3)
4)
5)
6)
AND THEN (ie by 2/26):
7)
8)
9)
10) And again.
11) Teach.
12) Maybe more hounding.
13) Publish Proceedings.
It'll all totally happen. *nods*
December 08, 2010
OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW.....
Got Gertrude back. Am very happy about this. Have been playing nonstop after a month of no harping. Anyone know what that means? That means blisters. Yow.
I'll be going to a local bardic night that's getting started here in the barony of Storvik tomorrow night, so I'm doing this sort of awkward tight-rope dance. Want to practice, so I remember things tomorrow. Want to not practice to much so the blister can heal a bit and not be distracting tomorrow. As a result, I'm practicing veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwy quiiiiiiiiiiet!
This blog seems to have become all about pain lately! Seems in recent posts I've got 2 references to blisters, 1 reference to phantom wrist-pain and 1 reference to mooshing my thumb down on a hot stove. I swear I'm not constantly injuring myself on my harp, really! It's just....pain is interesting! Ask any fighter, they'll back me up.
Anyway, here's a promise: tomorrow I will post about bardic night, and not about pain. Less pain, more poetry, how's that sound?
I'll be going to a local bardic night that's getting started here in the barony of Storvik tomorrow night, so I'm doing this sort of awkward tight-rope dance. Want to practice, so I remember things tomorrow. Want to not practice to much so the blister can heal a bit and not be distracting tomorrow. As a result, I'm practicing veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwy quiiiiiiiiiiet!
This blog seems to have become all about pain lately! Seems in recent posts I've got 2 references to blisters, 1 reference to phantom wrist-pain and 1 reference to mooshing my thumb down on a hot stove. I swear I'm not constantly injuring myself on my harp, really! It's just....pain is interesting! Ask any fighter, they'll back me up.
Anyway, here's a promise: tomorrow I will post about bardic night, and not about pain. Less pain, more poetry, how's that sound?
June 23, 2010
My callus is a mighty callus
This is harp-related and bears posting about.
Yesterday, like a dumbass, I was making tea (making tea isn't a dumbass thing to do, I was just being a dumbass while making tea, as you'll see). I turn the back burner on - the one with the kettle sitting on it. Then (and mind you, it's like 7am), I think to myself, "Hey, the front burner's all sticking up and out of it's little burner-socket.* I'll just nudge that back down." So I put my thumb on the front burner. And push. And, of course, it turns out it was not the back burner that I'd turned on. *sigh*
So I had this nice, painful burn-stripe on my thumb right where the harp string goes. I was devestated. This would mean no playing the harp at all while it healed. Ugh.
Like 2 hours later, I realize there's no blister, and there's not going to be a blister. The pain was gone, the white stripe was fading, and the skin that was burned felt no different than the skin around it. That's right - I'd burned myself squarely on my callus! And my callus did exactly what it was supposed to - it scoffed at pain and injury. My thumb is fine, my callus is mighty, and my stove is thwarted.
My callus > mooshing my thumb down on a hot stove. HA! There will be harping after all.
*That's not a typo, I think in misspellings at 7am.
Yesterday, like a dumbass, I was making tea (making tea isn't a dumbass thing to do, I was just being a dumbass while making tea, as you'll see). I turn the back burner on - the one with the kettle sitting on it. Then (and mind you, it's like 7am), I think to myself, "Hey, the front burner's all sticking up and out of it's little burner-socket.* I'll just nudge that back down." So I put my thumb on the front burner. And push. And, of course, it turns out it was not the back burner that I'd turned on. *sigh*
So I had this nice, painful burn-stripe on my thumb right where the harp string goes. I was devestated. This would mean no playing the harp at all while it healed. Ugh.
Like 2 hours later, I realize there's no blister, and there's not going to be a blister. The pain was gone, the white stripe was fading, and the skin that was burned felt no different than the skin around it. That's right - I'd burned myself squarely on my callus! And my callus did exactly what it was supposed to - it scoffed at pain and injury. My thumb is fine, my callus is mighty, and my stove is thwarted.
My callus > mooshing my thumb down on a hot stove. HA! There will be harping after all.
*That's not a typo, I think in misspellings at 7am.
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