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Dec. 29th, 2010 01:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexandraerinNews For Today
Due to a confluence of holidays and Borders Bucks, I have $30 to spend at Borders today. Gamma World, or Dungeon Tiles? I don't know.
The thirty minute snapshots I posted of yesterday's chapter as I was writing it leave an interesting record. I think I'll keep doing it that way for now.
Personal Assessment
Slept well (see below for documentation of REM sleep), but I woke up unknowingly pinned down beneath my blankets by the two largest cats in the house. I knew where Mr. Dorian was, but Sebastian is a ninja even in his sleep... so when I tried to move out from underneath my copious pile of blankets, they didn't move the way I'd expected to and I wrenched my knee a little bit. So I will need to be extra careful of that knee.
No other complaints. Nose seems clear.
Dreams From Last Night
Lots.
In one, I was at WisCon, which seemed to be held sprawled out over a much wider area than I remembered, which was detrimental to me because my knees mean I'm that much gimpier than last year. So I kept getting separated from my group when we were in a rush to get to events. But also I was a shapeshifter. But then I got attacked by this Hyde/Werewolf thing that just latched onto me (in a "hug him and squeeze him and call him George" sort of way.
Another one, I was in the Venture Bros. universe with Henchman 21 going through a jungle full of Pitfall/Indiana Jones type traps.
That kind of segued into a Justice League/Venture Bros mash-up, where the Guild of Calamitous Intent was plotting to take over the Watchtower's fusion cannon but it was actually a plot by Lex Luthor to redirect the beam back in time to kill Bruce Wayne before he became Batman, as well as taking out Wonder Woman and Superman while they were infants. It's hard to say why he needed a space laser with a beam the size of a city block when he already had a means of striking back in time, but oh well. But he miscalculated because the beam to kill Superman went through some red kryptonite and the result was that the grown-up present day Superman became a weird amalgam of Brainiac and Bizarro who was in love with Luthor and absorbed him into his amorphous body while he built the perfect honeymoon suite/prison/fortress of solitude out of junk.
And then I dreamed I was a wardrobe person on a film and was being filmed by a documentary maker, so I was showing off the tools I used to make various costume items look older or newer or fancier or shinier or whateverer than they were. All of them were basically power grinders.
Also there was a dream that was a mash-up of my current living situation and what it was like at Jack's in early December when we were all there. So there were like seven people in an apartment and half of them were sick.
Plans For Today
Do what I did yesterday and Monday. That'll be three days in a row. The chapter I write today will be for posting Friday. While my eventual goal is to have a "four day publication schedule" so I can work five days a week and always have padding for days when Life Happens or when my brain or body aren't cooperating, I want to do a three day publication schedule for a while to get a more accurate picture of what my output looks like under this plan.
Due to a confluence of holidays and Borders Bucks, I have $30 to spend at Borders today. Gamma World, or Dungeon Tiles? I don't know.
The thirty minute snapshots I posted of yesterday's chapter as I was writing it leave an interesting record. I think I'll keep doing it that way for now.
Personal Assessment
Slept well (see below for documentation of REM sleep), but I woke up unknowingly pinned down beneath my blankets by the two largest cats in the house. I knew where Mr. Dorian was, but Sebastian is a ninja even in his sleep... so when I tried to move out from underneath my copious pile of blankets, they didn't move the way I'd expected to and I wrenched my knee a little bit. So I will need to be extra careful of that knee.
No other complaints. Nose seems clear.
Dreams From Last Night
Lots.
In one, I was at WisCon, which seemed to be held sprawled out over a much wider area than I remembered, which was detrimental to me because my knees mean I'm that much gimpier than last year. So I kept getting separated from my group when we were in a rush to get to events. But also I was a shapeshifter. But then I got attacked by this Hyde/Werewolf thing that just latched onto me (in a "hug him and squeeze him and call him George" sort of way.
Another one, I was in the Venture Bros. universe with Henchman 21 going through a jungle full of Pitfall/Indiana Jones type traps.
That kind of segued into a Justice League/Venture Bros mash-up, where the Guild of Calamitous Intent was plotting to take over the Watchtower's fusion cannon but it was actually a plot by Lex Luthor to redirect the beam back in time to kill Bruce Wayne before he became Batman, as well as taking out Wonder Woman and Superman while they were infants. It's hard to say why he needed a space laser with a beam the size of a city block when he already had a means of striking back in time, but oh well. But he miscalculated because the beam to kill Superman went through some red kryptonite and the result was that the grown-up present day Superman became a weird amalgam of Brainiac and Bizarro who was in love with Luthor and absorbed him into his amorphous body while he built the perfect honeymoon suite/prison/fortress of solitude out of junk.
And then I dreamed I was a wardrobe person on a film and was being filmed by a documentary maker, so I was showing off the tools I used to make various costume items look older or newer or fancier or shinier or whateverer than they were. All of them were basically power grinders.
Also there was a dream that was a mash-up of my current living situation and what it was like at Jack's in early December when we were all there. So there were like seven people in an apartment and half of them were sick.
Plans For Today
Do what I did yesterday and Monday. That'll be three days in a row. The chapter I write today will be for posting Friday. While my eventual goal is to have a "four day publication schedule" so I can work five days a week and always have padding for days when Life Happens or when my brain or body aren't cooperating, I want to do a three day publication schedule for a while to get a more accurate picture of what my output looks like under this plan.