irrelevant (and sometimes questionable) ramblings

Seeing as how I’ve gotten hooked on playing Lego Indiana Jones on the Wii, I was beyond excited to learn about this:

Yay! I know it’s goofy, but it’ll be so much fun! And even crazier? There are rumours about Lego Lord of the Rings for Wii, too. Too! Fun! Hehehe.

The big talk nowadays is all about being sick. It makes me feel somewhat obsessive about it, but when it’s everywhere you turn, what can you do?
H1N1, seasonal flu…you name it, it’s out there.

It’s almost a bit scary, isn’t it? To listen to statistics, hearing how many local kids are out of school right now. It amazes me that we as human beings are generally so strong and capable, yet a virus like h1n1 especially can debilitate us so dramatically. My goal here isn’t to start a debate, but just to hope that people will at least think very seriously about their decisions whether or not to vaccinate.

Read up on the facts from legitimate sources, not crackpots who have neither the training nor the expertise on these matters, and for God’s sake, at the very least, wash your hands, cough into your arm, and if you feel sick — STAY HOME.

Sources of info:
The Public Health Agency of Canada
Centers for Disease Control and Prevention

It’s rapidly coming up to that time of year again — yep, NaNoWriMo time. For those of you who have been living under a rock, NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month. The month of November is designated as a fiction-writing free-for-all where all that counts is quantity. Not quality. Fifty-thousand words in thirty-one days.

I’ve participated before. I managed approximately 25K words, half of the month’s goal, in that effort, so it was’t a failure by any means.

In theory, it’s quite doable. It means putting down a minimum of 1,667 words a day. The problems arise when you fall behind and miss a day or two here or there. Then it’s no longer 1,667 words — you’re down by 3,334 words or worse, 5,001. Tell me *that’s* not daunting.

Well, we shall see. I’ve got a few days before November 1st to decide if I want to try this out this year or not. I will keep you posted.

Meh.

The weather outside is pretty icky. I’m affected by it somewhat, as my mood tends to darken a little when the weather isn’t co-operating. However, it does make it easier to decide to stay inside and stay warm on a day like today.

I am so glad I don’t have to walk the Offspring to school. Heh. I probably should have made her wear a hat, though. The wind is pretty bitter. Oh, well. She was against wearing one in the first place.

So today it’s all about work, and then spending some time this afternoon prepping tonight’s dinner.

In other news, Samhain publishing has put out a call for submissions — they’re looking for Steampunk stories for a miniseries in 2010 — and I’m intrigued. I don’t really know much about Steampunk, so I may do a little research and see if something like that would be up my alley. I’ll keep you posted.

For now, though, it’s back to the WiP and time to get crackin’. Ciao!

October twenty-first? Since when? It seems like only yesterday I was here, blogging to this wonderfully empty room.

Ahem. Sorry ’bout that. I know you’re all out there, quietly listening. You’re good at that silent stuff. I can’t even hear you breathing. Now that’s ninja skill.

What have I been up to, you ask? Oh, a bit of this and that. Some word countage (not as much as hoped, however), some desk-clearing, some real-life shite. You know how it is.

Real life seems to be elbowing its way in (and not just elbows — knees, too!) and I am slightly distracted by it all.

B.E. was kind enough to forward me details on a short-story writing competition that definitely piques my interest, but the deadline is November first. I have no idea if I could pull something worthy off in this short of a time frame. Do I even have the right kind of story in my head? I might, actually. I’ve got something that’s been rolling around in there for a while, but it’s very vague. I don’t know if I could put it together properly in time.

Hm.

*think, think, think*

I don’t know right now. In the meantime, I will go back to the WiP and see if I can figure out how it’s going to end. Yeah. I don’t actually know, right now. I have a few ideas, but nothing is gelling very clearly. Shite, shite, shite.

Hopefully I’ll be back soon with something more meaningful to tell you. But for now, I’m off. Ciao, dudes.

*sings* “Back in the saddle agaiiiiiiin…”

Yep, I wanted to hit the 1K wordcount mark today, and it has been done. W00T!

We’re still creeping along dreadfully slowly, but progress is progress, no matter what form it takes.

And now, I am off to check on the laundry, get some groceries, run to the Mater & Pater’s house and then prep for tonight’s swim class for the Offspring. Ah, life!

Boy, we’re spoiled in this here 21st Century, aren’t we?

Our internet service here at Chez Starr has been spotty for the last 24-36 hours or so, and let me tell you, it’s frustrating as hell. You know, when you click on a link, you want it to go to that page now. Not later. Grr.

Top that with not physically feeling so great in general, and Kris is a happy camper.

Not.

It is a lack of physical activity that’s making yours truly so grouchy, I think. I need the post-workout rush of endorphins to bring me back up. Mayhaps tomorrow I’ll step on the Wii Fit and see what it’s telling me I weigh. *shudder* I know, I know, but I’m numbers-oriented in this case, and we don’t have a regular scale in the house. And once I’m devastated by what that number is, I’ll go out and run around the neighborhood for a half hour. Oh, well.

I keep waiting for that even keel…but maybe I’m too lopsided.

The head is better, I think. More of a general fuzziness now than outright pain, which is a fabulous thing. Srsly.

We have Canuckian Thanksgiving this weekend, so one of my tasks today is to put together the menu for dinner. It’s looking like we’ll have upwards of 9 people here at the house, so it’ll be a tad busy. (I’m feeling the tiniest bit overwhelmed at the moment…!) I’ve got to then take the menu and determine what groceries we need from the store — I want to do this as early as possible because shopping later in the day on Saturday or Sunday will be *insane*. *shudder*

After reading the newest newspaper fliers, too, there are a couple of things I want to check out. So I’ll be off doing that, as well.

Note to self: Don’t overdo it. That headache will come back full-force if you’re not careful. *sigh*

Okay. I’m off. The WiP has to wait again, sadly. I think I left them mid-seduction, too. Hope there hasn’t been too much chafing.

Ruled once again by this thankless body of mine, my head has decided to revolt. (Just like the peasants.)

This is now day three, and while I am feeling a touch more human, I am not functioning yet at 100%.

Regardless, this has meant all non-essential activity has been halted temporarily. My house is woefully in need of a cleaning, and the WiP? Goin’ nowhere, fast. I’ll be lucky if I can manage to successfully shower and dress today. Of course, we’re having company on Monday for Canuckian Thanksgiving, so it means this weekend will involve dictator-like cleaning with lots of whip-cracking. However, that is then; this is now.

Oh, and B.E.? I think I might actually be up for some of Season One of Battlestar Galactica this evening, if it doesn’t interfere with your baseball game…

Going away can be hard.

It’s even more difficult when one travels on “odd” days. We left on Friday morning and returned home this evening. Part of my brain is absolutely certain today is Sunday.

I just have to keep checking the calendar, that’s all.

And now that a good chunk of early-fall excitement is over and done with, it’s time once again to get crackin’ on werk. You know, that stuff. *sigh* Well, ya gotta do what ya gotta do, is all I can say.

I’ll keep you posted.