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So, my back still sucks

Shiroiyuki — Wed, 16 May 2012 03:40:51 GMT

Yeah, fun times. Loving this old, lumpy couch and the sad deflated pillow I've been laying on all day.

Just getting up to use the facilities or to get food is murder. I don't know what I did to myself but goddamn it, my whole lower back is in agony. I shuffle. I actually old-man-with-a-cane shuffle.

It's terrible. Should have seen me try to get into the bottom of the fridge earlier. Think I might have shaved about ten years off trying to bend over far enough >_<

A Fox Among Wolves 5/15/12

Gatomon — Wed, 16 May 2012 03:26:51 GMT

He looks the class over and Brandychan is even slightly bigger than some of the men. Practice ends and he looks the class over. �Today we have our ranking tests. If you feel you have improved enough to move up in ranking then you can issue a challenge. I�m certain that all of you have noticed our new student Brandychan. From my guess at her skills I�ve ranked her. You have five minutes to decide on who you want to challenge. Challenged matches are non lethal does everyone understand?� He said. �Yes Sensei.� The class said in unison.

Brandychan knew her defense skills were not up to the Sensei�s standards. But, the lesson had her go through all of the basic defense moves. She felt confident about her skills now. She wanted to challenge the number one seed. She also notices that many of the men point at her and whisper among them selves quietly. She wondered how many would try their skills against her. It surprised her that many were taking bets on who would be first seat. Then she realized that most of them had her dropping as far as the last seed. She walks up to the man running the pool.

�What are your odds that I�ll be the first seed?� She asked. �Almost one hundred to one for you to be the first seed when it�s over are you wanting to bet?� He asked. �I�ll bet one gold coin that I�m the number one seed.� She told him. The man holds his finger up to his lips for quiet. �You do realize that most of us do not bet a months worth of wages like that?� he hissed. �Ok then one silver coin to whoever beats me.� She said out loud. The man sighed and looked at her. �You�re asking to get hurt. Most of the class would have been easy on you. Now they will not.� He explained. �I do not want everyone to pamper me. I want to be treated like the rest of the class.� Brandychan said.

Random picture day, hoohaaaahoohaahaa

Shiroiyuki — Wed, 16 May 2012 01:58:17 GMT

Yeah, my camera really freakin' sucks. The lighting is TERRIBLE. Some came out really too dark, others too light...some the wrong colors were present completely. I need to get a new camera bad but..alas, won't be for a long time.

Anyway, enjoy the ugly mug!!! :P

Oh, and yes, I'm just a random girl today. Been having a lot of fun sitting here on the couch with a sore back. Currently propped up by a pillow. *shrugs* Figured I'd put some fun in my life.

Something... Anything

Nutmeg — Wed, 16 May 2012 01:21:27 GMT

I'm just tired of seeing the Hentai ID request every time I load AN.... So hence, this blog.

Thanks for reading!

Hentai Series Identification Requests Thread

whyisit — Mon, 14 May 2012 00:07:03 GMT

Anybody got something on this?

Trying to get the feeling again....

Shiroiyuki — Sun, 13 May 2012 17:53:37 GMT

So, I've decided to get back into my old diet and nutrition routine again. I've finally FINALLY gotten back into exercising. Small steps, people. I also have to maintain my job so I can't push myself too hard...otherwise it's gonna be LOA all over again *sigh*.

Since my back problems started I've fallen from the healthy lifestyle I once knew and it's making me sick.

I eat whatever the hell there is in the house that's easy to grab because I don't feel like cooking. This needs to end.

Sometimes I don't even do that. Sometimes we both get lazy and he goes to get a pizza. And we freakin' eat the hell out of that pizza.

>_<

So whatever the old-man-to-be picks up (and he is NOT a fan of healthy foods, believe me. Mostly processed whatever the **** he wants to eat foods -- burritos, chicken nuggets, fast food...whatever) I eat, too.

I go shopping myself once in a great while, when I finally get paid and all the bills are paid off, and I tend to get veggies and whatnot, but **** don't last and I end up eating a ton of nasty stuff in between that I know is bad for me but I can't do anything about.

So I had a conversation with him about how terrible I feel all the time and how the food he's getting is affecting that, and he's agreed to just give me the money he would have spent so I can go shopping myself. This is probably the nicest thing he's done for me in a very, very long time.

It also happens to coincide with my getting fatter, which he apparently DOES NOT LIKE, which also means he spends less time at home and gets offended if I ask where he's going.

But that is something for a different blog.

Anyway, I've literally gained like....25-30 lbs over these long terrible months. Maybe more. I don't know, I stopped getting up on the scale because I'd start to feel suicidal. When I'd have to go in for regular checkups at the doctor's office it was murder.

It just makes me feel awful and sad to look at my body and think, ****, I used to be hot. What the ****? Like, I literally used to be small enough to fit into anything clothing wise and look good. Hell, I looked damn good, okay? Trim, lean, long....those words used to describe me. Short, pudgy, fat...those words describe me now.

Now I feel like nothing fits me and I just hate myself.

So, anyway, on to my plan:

Keep in mind this is based on a day where you'd wake up around 8am and go to bed at 10pm or later. Not much later, because sleep is good for you.

Six smaller meals a day, with time between to digest, at least eight glasses of water (which I usually do anyway, gotta love that water), and no food after 8pm. Water is fine.

Your body is not going to process the calories from whatever you eat after this time since it is settling down for the night. It just stores it as fat which I have enough of, thank you very much.

Morning meal(s) -- remember I usually split it into two smaller portions to make the six meals a day rule fit -- consisting mostly of whole grain, fruit, maybe some veggies (depends on my mood), and either yogurt (greek and unflavored, to be mixed with fresh fruit) or something equally healthy on the dairy menu. Make this your biggest meal, the most for your money. You want to get a lot of your nutrients and proteins from this meal.

I'm not much for eggs because I hate the way they taste, but I might make a hard boiled egg and eat half of it with some pepper, save the rest for later, sort of thing. It's protein and it's good for you.

My rule is if I can't fit it in my hand, then I shouldn't be eating it. Basically this means that if a portion is too damn big that it doesn't look like it would fit into my tiny hands (not that I'd actually pick some of this stuff up and test it out, that would be silly), I need to cut back to make it "fit".

Do not judge each food individually by this rule, but your plate as a whole. Does it look like you're eating too much? Hell yes? So cut back.

You really shoudn't be eating much more than a fist-sized portion of whatever your meal consists of. Drinking water to ebb that "uncontrollable" hunger helps balance you out, keeping you full and not prone to binge eating. Just an FYI to those looking to diet.

DRINK WATER.

You really don't need as much food as you think. People eat WAAAAY too much. They GORGE on food. That's not healthy. Look around you at all the obesity. That's because of their bad lifestyle choices and food selection, yes, but also because of the portion sizes they eat.

Middle two meals should focus on lean proteins, veggies, complex carbs and the like. This would usually be the time I'd eat some turkey or fish, etc. and that other half of the egg I mentioned.

Last two meals (the very last one being the lightest of all my meals) would be fruit, veggies, maybe some brown rice...maybe. If I was feeling like I needed something a little more substantial to tie me over. Nothing large or heavy though. Nothing that would weigh you down.

You want to eat like a king in the morning, a prince at noon, and a pauper at night. Sounds corny, kinda is. But completely true.

When you wake up your body needs food to start plowing on to the rest of its day. It's been through a lot at night, sans food, and you need to start rebuilding your energy levels so you can have a long, healthy, active day.

The afternoon hits and you need food as well, but you're onto that middle point where you won't need as much food as you did in the morning to sustain yourself. You want to keep your stamina up with proteins, make sure you're eating your vegetables and getting the nutrients you need.

Dinner is such a laughable notion in America. SOOOOOO many people think they need to eat a whole freakin' plate and a half (maybe more) because dinner is perceived to be the meal you sit down at and spend with your family, yada yada, yada. It's got some sort of weird social stigma around it that has been ruining this country for years and years.

Dinner, ask anyone, is your biggest meal of the day, right? You got your steaks, your potatoes and gravy, your corn on the cob...your meatloaf. Stews, pastas, pizzas... Whatever. Big meal.

This is so wrong, it makes me want to cry. Dinner is your LAST MEAL OF THE DAY, guys. You know, before you go to bed. Before your body decides that OKAY, I've had enough, thanks for feeding me today, this was fun...and...sleep. You don't need nearly -- not even half -- of the calories that most people eat at dinner time because you don't use them. Not at all.

You literally shove your body full of these wasted carbs and calories, go to bed, and they get stored as fat to use later if you ever come across a famine. Think you'll be starving tomorrow? NO. Don't make dinner your main meal. It shouldn't get the sort of shebang it gets.

Dinner is a light meal to end your day. A small frothy touch on the top of that cappuccino of life.

You did good, you kept up with your diet and stayed true to your body's needs. You get a small little send off, a little tasty fanfare, and that's it.

Heaping a giant portion of sausage and pasta onto your plate is not only unhealthy, but stupid. You think you really will be using all that tonight? Really? It's like, what, nine o'clock? And you will be so tired from dumping all this food into your system you'll sit on the couch and go to sleep in the next hour or two.

Ugh.

Sorry, think I deviated somewhere in there....

Anyways, so here is my diet plan. Not really a diet but a lifestyle revamping. I used to do this all the time, which was why I looked hot. So...yeah, I'm getting back into the swing of things.

Oh hey, if anyone wants to diet with me feel free. I know, it's almost like that annoying Jesus Freak who comes to your door selling bibles. Do you have a moment to let Jesus Christ into your life, sort of thing. I'm not trying to sell you anything. If you want to diet, this is your choice and yours alone.

But if you do, hey, join me. I'm a good workout buddy. I'm like the diet cheerleader.

So much beauty...

Old Ape Face — Sun, 13 May 2012 00:37:39 GMT

Quote:

Originally Posted by Modest Mouse

Out of breath and out of cash,
find yourself watching M.A.S.H.
Every night
on the couch.
Woman says let's take a drive down south,
roll down the windows and open our mouths
taste where we are and play the music loud.
Stop the car, lay on the grass,
the planets spin and we watch space pass.
Walk a direction, see where we get.
I never knew nothin' so there's nothin' to forget.
Get real drunk and ride our bikes.
There's so much beauty it could make you cry.
The rich get money but never what they want.
Find ourselves a new place to haunt.
Climb up the fire escape
do it 'til the ground looks far away.
Go night swimming, leave our clothes on the ground.
When we get busted we just stand there proud.
It's the truth we all been wrong
make it up and let's move on.
Playing cards we all get to act sly
There's so much beauty it could make you cry.

I know many people have heard me say Modest Mouse is one of my favorite bands, and it's the truth, but it's more than just simple fandom.

I listen to music with heart in mind and I read every word that goes into the lyrics, becuase they are something I can relate to.

The song "There's So much Beauty in Dirt" strikes me in particular becuase it tells me that I don't need to hear rules or lectures.

And right now I feel it's appropriate for people to understand because beauty is subjective between person to person.

I understand I don't write the best on these forums, but I don't care becuase to me I am content with the way I write.

I am not proud of the fact that I suck at being coherent, but I don't need to be, I can be happy no matter how bad I write.

The more I think about trying to be coherent the less coherent I am. So I've stopped thinking about it.

I'm tired of people complaining, and I know that will never end so I have to live with it, but I am strong, I have great deal of patience.

If my words can't be fixed then I will have to settle for what I got and live with it.

And if you have a problem with it, then you will just have to live with it like I am. Shut up and be happy with what you've got, there's no reason to be an arrogant ***** over little inconsistencies. Life is more exciting than that.

I may be an idiot.

Old Ape Face — Sat, 12 May 2012 16:31:11 GMT

But a war on stupidity, is just balls.

There are some things you just can't fix no matter how much of an Arsehole you are.

But for the sake of trying to deal with the little people, thinking is the best weapon I have, whether I put it to good use or not.

And it takes a bunch of Aresholes to make an Arsehole, so, we're all Arseholes in our own line of thinking.

Well, the bastard won

Shiroiyuki — Sat, 12 May 2012 02:06:00 GMT

http://moonbeam13.deviantart.com/jou...ment-301322222

No one ever got back to me about my valid and well-researched concerns about Euclase being a damn cheat. Then they decided to claim this was because it is DA policy not to engage in private messaging with contestants during a contest.

This is ******** for two reasons. One, because I contacted them after the semi-finalists had been chosen, therefore rendering the contest closed to the public community and removing me from the active contestants.

And two, because Alicecx or whatever her name is constantly commented on Euclase's profile and entry during the contest, semi-finalist selections, and post contest, and she is staff. She also supplied the membership Euclase has. And is public friends with her.

And made sure to say how happy she was on the Winner's Announcement page that Euclase won. Specifically Euclase. Mentioned her by name :thumbsup:

The staff members had nothing to add when I mentioned all this. Bastards. Favoritism sucks.

Like, seriously, Tim Burton basically paid Euclase for his own work. Great judging skills, DA. Next time try not to be so goddamned biased, ****tards.

****ers.

I've decided no more DA contests for awhile. Not unless I get REAL desperate.

They don't give a **** about contest rules and refuse to take allegations seriously, as long as it is a friend who is winning. I'm sick of playing fair and getting nowhere while people cheat and break rules and make it to the top.

<_<

Sheep are already in heaven

superplough — Thu, 10 May 2012 20:30:52 GMT

Because heaven is New Zealand :P

Sheep go to heaven, Goats go to Hell

Old Ape Face — Thu, 10 May 2012 04:09:35 GMT

I had a good time at the show, drank a little wine, admired the performances, bought a T-shirt to prove I was there.

Committed my time, money, and attention to a small but powerful band. A band that brings people of all walks of life, all styles and conformities into a small, distinctive, yet classy and sophisticated experience.

From both the psychology of the band and the oblivious minds of the people around I have learned much. That there are too many with their own lives, issues and liabilities who can not simply be complained about. No matter how rude, or boring they may be, or those who are there to fit in with the crowd to enjoy the experience exactly as they should.

There are those who love and seek the freedoms of themselves among others, and there are those who are obligated to command and dictate and complain and be angry and spiteful at every little problem and issue of other people.

There are the minorities, and there are the complainers, all together in the company of a well directed and formulated group.

But for me, as I sit there admiring the music, and singing every word I know, I am at peace. Even as I feel a slight pain in my forehead from a headache caused by the wine, and the people kicking my chair from behind me, and the people who look bored of the presentation who make me question their motives for even being there.

I am there to enjoy the moment, that is what I do, even when there are people who are oblivious of what's around them. I follow the band as if they are the only ones in the room, as if I'm part of the band itself completely consumed by the great and powerful sounds the musicians produce.

When they ask me to clap, I clap, when they ask me to sing, I sing. Everything is the way I have come to expect and love and hate at the same time.

"The Grave Digger puts on the forceps
The Stone Mason does all the work
The Barber can give you a hair cut
The Carpenter can take you out to lunch

I just want to play on my panpipes
I just want to drink me some wine
As soon as your born you start dieing
So you might as well have a good time

Sheep go to heaven, Goats go to hell
Sheep go to heaven, Goats go to hell

Go to hell
Go to Hell

Go to hell
Go to Hell

Go to hell
Go to Hell"

Sheep Go to Heaven - Cake

anything new? yes, there is.

Evelyn Zeta — Wed, 09 May 2012 21:54:07 GMT

since i don't like capatalizing my friggin' spelling, just bear(<- get it?) with me. it's been a re---ally long time since i last posted and a lot of stuff has been going on. i think there is more stuff than what i can actually type for today. i'm thinking of just putting in stuff that seems inportant and just random. and update for people who like to read my very short list of blog enteries.
first of all, i joined the softball team after my friend begged me for an hour. all that aside, i'm more of a rookie than i expected to be. i've managed to have brought all of my grades up after being a lazy ***. big whoopy. i have been very cranky to people because they've been over stepping thier bounds. they suspect that i have finally made up my mind that i will not put up with thier nonsense anymore. unless for a good cause.
my brother called me yesterday and asked me to babysit, but i had a killer migraine. he told me that he was going to the doctors for depression pills because his girlfriend broke up with him and found a new man. i never really like his girlfriend because they constantly broke up and got back together again. more times than a hill billy could count. i was having a really bad day until i talked to a guy friend who had the same issues about anger and it made my day when he didn't judge me. unlike all of my other friends would've done.
we decided to go to the town library together and when we stopped by my house, i was told that my brother (who went to get depression pills) tried to commit suicide and now everyone the i live with is depressed. i really don't blame my brother. he's going to graduate, his very best friend died when he was in 8th grade, and his girlfriend found a new man. i always new he was going to get hurt. since he's quick tempered, i always thought the more patient type was better for him.
but all aside, i just hope that he quickly finds someone who'll be the right one for him and that he does well in the college that he chose. now about me.....i'm not so sure of myself. i think i'm going to consider which friends i should hang out with. i just need at least one friend who won't overstep the bounds that i've set up. i never really got why people think that being popular is so important that you have to put up a fake smile. i would rather have someone who is themselves or someone who has a weird personality for a friend.
that is one term of "friend" for me. well, since i've just updated what just happened the most recently, i'm going to hole up and read some books like a nerd i am.

Magazines

superplough — Wed, 09 May 2012 20:35:36 GMT

Where I work (both places actually) we sell magazines. The magazine company ships to us each week the magazines they think we will sell. This is always a larger amount than the magazines we actually do sell. So every week, I have to take all the old magazines that haven't sold, rip the covers off them and send them back to the magazine company. The magazines once they have no covers are thrown away. It's a hugely wasteful system.

Amazing story about nothing

Old Ape Face — Wed, 09 May 2012 17:59:55 GMT

There is nothing to say...

Corinthian Bells

Nutmeg — Wed, 09 May 2012 17:05:43 GMT

I bought some Corinthian Bell windchimes this weekend... holy wow they sound awesome. I was trying to take a nap but the wind is blowing and I can hear them chiming outside. It's a beautiful sound and makes me smile.

This is not my house but those are my chimes.