I'm such a lazy person

I don't know if I've mentioned on here how much I hate doing the dishes. I really do. There is no worse thing to do, in my opinion. Messing around with dirty water, getting it all over you and the kitchen. Scrubbing (I don't actually mind this part), rinsing, drying. I skip the last part. If there's something worse than washing the dishes, it's drying the dishes. The towel is wet after one pot and for the rest of the endeavour you're not really accomplishing much except putting towel bits all over your nice clean dishes. So I lie a towel on the counter and let the dishes drip onto that until the air dries them. Air doesn't mind drying dishes.
Anyway - I had to do the dishes today (our AirConditioning is still broken and I couldn't have the man see the ginormous pile of pots and other non-dishwasher things that had stacked up. and they had gotten a small bit smelly.) and it took me ages. The whole counter - about 1.5m x 1m - is filled with them drying. So that's done now anyway. I tell myself I'll try to do them as they occur from now on, but I know I won't. The weekend will come and I won't feel like doing it and then it'll be Monday and there'll be too many to face so I'll leave it til Tuesday, when there's even more and it's not until I have no pots and no pans left (and I have many) that they'll get done. Sigh.

I made French onion soup today for lunch. It was good. Not quite as good as that which you'd get a restaurant, but I didn't have 2 hours to let the flavours really develop - because I was hungry. The onions were slightly too crunchy and the broth wasn't quite flavourful enough. But it was good for lunch.

I can't think of anything else.

word 2010

Oh my god. For all the cool features word 2010 has, i can't find anything. I'm so annoyed. I'm trying to edit my custom dictionary and i haven't a clue where it is. i asked word help and it's in the most obscure place ever. really, word? file -> help. no one in their right mind would think to look there. i am very disappointed with the dev team. why inspired you to put the options in the help section? it makes no sense. it was like ye just said, where should this go? we have a space here, let's just put it here. ahhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

writing woes

this week has been significantly harder than last week. all the scenes that i have to write are ones that i couldn't write last time round and it seems that i still can't write them. and then i begin to question if they are really necessary, and should i just get rid of them, but i don't like doing that - that's what nanowrimo has taught me - you don't lose word count.
i'm fine with the descriptive bits, but as soon as anyone starts talking, i'm just like: what on earth do these people have to say to each other and then i just write very directly and it seems so unnatural and forced and the shortest conversations ever.
i just want to take the rest of the day off, but then i'd be bored.
i am thinking of moving tomorrow's scene to chapter 5 or something though - i think it comes just a little too early. then i could spend tomorrow cleaning the apartment because it is a terrible mess. i haven't hoovered in about a month. (shhh, don't tell anyone.)

a theraputic rant

i don't know why hoovers annoy me so much, or why i really really hate hoovering. i've just finished hoovering the apartment and i feel like killing something right now. i suppose it dosn't help that my hormones are all over the place today, but still. why can i not just accept the hoovering and do it in peace? because the stupid thing bumps into everything and the wire gets caught around stuff and it dosn't just hoover bits of string up in one pass and the elephant trunk thing likes to do silly dances around me, like some kind of over-enthusiastic snake dog thing. haaaa - it's actually exactly like some kind of silly puppy who really just wants to please you, but who's pathetic cuteness is grating when all you want to do is make it stop. just act like a serious thing and stop kidding around! maybe if a hoover had a cute face and made cute noises when you rubbed it, i wouldn't find it quite as offensive as i do.
right - this rant isn't really helping me calm down any. maybe it's the loudness of the hoover that gets to me. because, really, it shouldn't make me feel this bad. it's just a silly machine that sucks things up and follows you around and makes loud noises. and the place does look better afterwards. hmmm. perhaps it is the noise of it. i feel better now that i think i've found the source of the annoyance. next time i'll wear earplugs. and put on ravel's piano works or something.

yea.
now i have to go to the village and get breakfasty sort of ingredients. and then i have to come home and write loads (i wanted to get ahead of my word count today) and then i hope lordkilljoy hasn't forgotten that we had sorta thought about going to the cinema tonight. ooh - maynooth is getting a cinema. it's so cool having a cinema just down the road. you don't need to plan in advance to go.

ok - i feel like usual bubbly self again. thanks again Lj therapy!!

and now an actual update

buh, i always seem to start my entries with a dull statement like, "the weekend was good". it makes me feel uninspired. but i also feel that just starting into a story in the middle of it (as in, not doing a lead-up to the meaty bits) is too sudden. anyway.

i've been playing portal on lordkilljoy's xbox. got about half way through over a month ago, and i finally got around to finishing it yesterday. ok, i feel i should mention that lordkilljoy had totally hyped up the ending, so i was expecting something absolutely amazing. it was a good ending, but not nearly as good as other games i've played (prince of persia comes to mind for best game ending ever: both sands of time and two thrones). i should also mention that portal is the most annoying game i've played in ages. actually, i don't think my frustration was helped by the fact that it takes me ages to aim accurately with an xbox (i had typed xbob, hee) controller (or any controller that isn't a mouse and keyboard, for that matter), so i kept getting stuck around railings and things. all that aside, i couldn't stop thinking about the game all the way down on the bus and as i fell asleep last night, so obviously i enjoyed it... i just didn't realize it as i was playing or something. actually - it was hilarious. i was somewhat tired on monday night (i got mostly finished monday night, and just did the last bit tuesday afternoon) and i kept forgetting that i had a portal gun and what sort of fun things it can do to make my life easy. so i ended up wandering around a lot (i think my brain was secretly looking for levers or something) and wondering how on earth to get onto the next bit. of course, when i remembered the wonderful uses of the portal gun, i berated myself for being such an idiot. lordkilljoy must think i'm slow in the brain or something!!

so yea. monday was interview day. it went well enough, apart from the fact that they asked me to "go through my cv" and gave me no hinting or encouragement or anything. right! i'll just ramble and mumble for a bit and feel like some sort of foolish robot for not being able to read your mind and know what it is you want me to say. grrr. it felt more like some kind of memory test than an interview. like as if they wanted to test my public speaking skills more than my ability to do the job they had advertised. i hate the world some times. i was feeling very misogynistic in the bus on the way back to cork yesterday. i need to stop ranting now - i can feel my stomach start to knot up with annoyance. ok, this is me breathing.

went to galway on sunday - played with lordkilljoy's nephews. or one of them at any rate. ryan is a little young to actually play with. but i got to play run around the cars with darragh (yes, the cars were parked). kids are great for doing random running with :)

hmmm. i can't help but feel that there was something else i wanted to say. lordkilljoy wants me to join twitter, but i don't think i will, because i like to go on so much. i just can't curtail myself to less than three paragraphs once i've managed to frame my thoughts, and i never do anything whimsical enough to warrant a one liner post and so on and so forth ...insert random excuses here...

yea. i think i should stop now - i seem to be getting somewhat ranty. some day soon i will write an incredibly happy post that will have nothing but goodness in it and will smell lovely like a warm summer's day and will taste like whipped ice-cream and will feel like... hmmm, ok :P i think i'm loosing my mind.

ooh - i think i'm actually really allergic to chocolate. i have this annoying cough that (possibly until now used to) comes randomly and i think it happens whenever i eat chocolate. i'll have to put it to the test. it would be so great if it was true, because i don't like chocolate and it would give me extreme motivation not to eat it :)
i figured this out yesterday when i got a magnum (the ice cream in magnums is the best ever, unfortunately there is tonnes of chocolate to get through first) and my cough came along afterwards to annoy me for a few hours. so it would be cool if i knew how to prevent my cough and it would never bother me again :) wooo!

and see - my mood is happy. i got over my mild annoyance at the world. actually, maybe my mood should be hungry. my stomach is empty right now.

i really don't like working

there's something about me and waking up to an alarm for work that just don't go well together. it dosn't matter where i work, or what i'm doing; having to get up for work and then go do a day's work makes me really, really tired. and when i get tired i get depressed, so having a 9-5 job just kills my usually perky and good-natured personality. it's awful. my mood hasn't been this consistently low in over a year. i'm still mainly good most of the time, but at least twice a day i fall into a lull and get to wondering what's wrong with me and why i don't feel happy (or at least neutral). so now (because i can't think of any other reason) i'm going to put it down to exhaustion. and saying all of that, i'm going to go to bed now - because i can only summon the energy to sit here and listen to music. i had to quit playing oblivion earlier, because i couldn't focus enough to think about what you're supposed to do in the game / go out and get a new quest.
yea - 11 hours sleep, here i come!
i know i've ranted about this before, but i hate going to bed early because of some external source - aka the rules of society that say work starts early in the morning. i said before that sleeping through 11pm is bad for me, because it's the most creative part of the day for me... my body goes wild releasing endorphins, but when i'm asleep that dosn't happen, so i'm getting depressed because i'm missing out on my daily fix of natural-happy-drugs. o_O i have no idea if this is truth, but it sounds good to me. actually (after a little reading on wikipedia), i'm quite certain i just fabricated that whole paragraph. the part about 11pm being creative wasn't made up though. i sometimes get totally hyper at around 10:30 / 11ish. it can be annoying when i have work and have to go to bed. that happened last night - it was 12 before i crawled under my covers, and then i read for a bit. i'm rolling my eyes at myself. silliness!
hmm - i actually don't think i'm in the mood for a decent rant. my mood has neutralized - writing about it clearly had therapeutic values. anyway - i'm still wrecked and i'm still going to bed.
no doubt i'll update in the morning - until then.

edit at 9:04, i'm still up. i got distracted looking at my website. my 3rd year flash project is totally insane. i can't believe i came up with the idea.