Ravings of an Undead Cheese Minion

1. Is it later than 10:30 AM? If so, it will be filled with children and their parents. So, nope.  2. Is it earlier than 9 AM? It doesn't open until 9 AM despite the fact that there is no lifeguard on duty, and most people have work at 9 AM. So, nope.  3. Is it between 9 AM and 9:30 AM? Someone will be cleaning it, so the gate will be locked, and they will just ignore you as you repeatedly scan your key wondering why it's lighting up green but not letting you in. Thus it really  doesn't open until like 9:45 AM, maybe. So, nope.  4. Is it 9:45-9:50 AM? Well, you can walk all the way down there, to see if it's done being cleaned yet. But even if it's done being cleaned, someone else will probably be in there swimming, and it's not a big pool. So again, nope.  This is why I hardly ever go, even though it's a very nice pool. I haven't been this whole summer though, and I'd like to go at least once.  There needs to be some sort of way of checking online

Disclaimer, yes I know that this blog has some autumnal things, including the banner. I love the aesthetic and spookiness of it, but I still prefer summertime when it comes to actually existing. I'm redoing it because this spring was nasty! This is just a brain-dump so nothing professional-sounding; I'll do that some other time. Once I'm back in California though it won't really matter.  I live in Utah near SLC for school. I will be moving back home to Southern California next year and you will see why based on my rankings: 12.  February. Gross, cold, muddy, wet, brown snow everywhere, slipping on the ice, and a reminder on the 14th that you will die alone. I am going to burn this entire universe to the ground.  11. January. Gross, cold, muddy, wet, depressing, snowy, icy, but at least you don't have to do anything for the first week. No birdsong, just despair. Would be a shame if I slipped on the ice and broke my arm, and this is a fear I have every time I want to

1) I have ADHD and am always, I repeat ALWAYS 15-30 minutes behind. So I NEED that buffer.  2) I am serious about both running and weight lifting and I will not compromise on EITHER.  3) The traffic starts to suck around 7:15 am because of kids going to school. You get stuck behind buses and long queues of people.  4) The later you go, the more people there are at the park. The more people there are, the more angry off-leash dogs there are.  This is  just a reminder to myself to not let people's "oh you don't have to work this week so you should sleep in!" crap get to me. No, no, no, no. It screws up everything. 

I'm behind.  Like, REALLY behind.  Like, the things I'm working on now should've been completed in 2020 behind.  But I'm not a robot. I need time to recreate too.  So it's beyond frustrating wasting hours to mindless maintenance tasks. Laundry, groceries, cleaning... Cleaning made my Saturdays suck. Long run, water park...then I'd be too tired to clean. It would take hours. This is why I'm so behind on my work.  So. 10 minutes a day instead. Let's try it. 

"They call me Atlantic, because I'm dark and I'm blue."  ~ I Hate This Place, Sky and Sea I need this quote on my bio somewhere. 

Yup. When there's only a few weeks left to enjoy sunshine, warmth, and playing in the water before months of cold and darkness, isn't it great to have that taken away from you by yet ANOTHER round of WEEKEND thunderstorms? Not like they could've come during the week when I was at work or anything... I cannot take this place's weather anymore. It's awful. 

In February 2020, I went with a group of friends (as well as people I didn't know) to Disneyland. It was one of the best weeks of my life.  I also didn't stay with them overnight. I got my own one-person room, in the Hilton Anaheim. Best sleep I've ever had, even though I was only getting 4 hours a night, because DISNEY, obviously. That king-sized mattress felt like sleeping on a cloud.  I also didn't travel there with them. They road-tripped down. I flew. I like road-tripping, but I have to use the restroom a lot more than the average person. I don't have any reason for this other than a) my anxiety disorders, and b) my body just works this way. I'm not diabetic or anything -- it's just biological variability.  Plus, I had to work a lot, because I had only a few vacation days accumulated. So, I flew via Delta.  It was one of the best weekends of my life.  And I couldn't have done it if I hadn't done TONS of solo days trips to Lagoon, Hogle Zoo, the

This is one of my favorite doom metal songs. I've never really gotten into the "stoner" stuff. Just not really for me. I primarily like gothic, death, and funeral doom, with lyrics that I can relate to.  Here are the the lyrics --  Deep into the flesh the arrow cut From the hope of a hunter's bow  Wounded we fall  With bleeding hearts we crawl  Taking shelter from the arrows  I'm not a vegetarian by any means, as a disclaimer, but it's important to note that the hope of the hunter -- to be able to have something to eat -- is contingent upon the lack of such for the animal that they kill. It's just how nature works. If you're a deer who just got shot, you don't think "oh good, a hunter is going to have a meal". You think about how you're about to die. Thus, something that might be good for you might really hurt someone else, and vice versa. For example, I love droughts and dry summers. I hate rain and clouds as they depress me quite a

Starting today, Sunday 8/14/22. We'll see how it goes. 

No more tendies lmao But more importantly, no more all day breakfast. Why on earth should I even go there then? 

  This is why I don't like living here. We get a few nice summer months but the weather is so unpredictable and it looks like the last third of our summer is going to be filled with crappy thunderstorms.  😞

An interesting phenomenon I've noticed:  I love sad music and sad artists. I don't solely  listen to it, but it's most of what I listen to. I don't really relate to happy music.  Owl City was the first artist I ever loved, starting in my junior year of high school. Fireflies captured perfectly the fear I felt about leaving home, and how I wished that my childhood would never end. It taught me that I could take my childhood with me, and that while I would have to leave home, I'd never have to truly grow up. It gave me the courage I needed to leave home for college. I also fell in love with other songs, such as Vanilla Twilight -- wishing someone that you love was with you, but they aren't -- The Real World -- wishing that you could live in a magical fantasy world instead of reality -- and On the Wing, which is about daydreaming about a love that is just a perfect fantasy, nothing real. On the Wing will always be my favorite song. There were some legit happy songs

Like I accidentally stayed up 45 minutes too late because I have ADHD and I lost track of time, so what do I cut from? My sleep or my workout? Googling this leads to a bunch of hand-wringing doctors: “They’re both so important! I can’t imagine cutting either! You should always have both!” Like yes Linda, if we all lived in sterile lab environments where nothing bad ever happened, this would be doable. But we don’t. I need practical advice, right now, like should I set my alarm for later or not? Crickets. So, which one do I choose? Get up at 5 am anyway, still sleeping 7h but not 8, or get up at like 5:30, sleep 8, and then be screwed over for my workout, having to cut from it? I just don’t know. I never do.  I might try 5 as a hard wake-up time. But also maybe not. Idk. 

Fitness center is on the 3rd floor and the rooftop pool is on the 4th. I couldn't find that info anywhere and had to ask around, so I'm putting it here. Just go up the elevators in the main building, not the west tower, and the signs will lead you there once you're on the correct floor.  From the fitness center, a flight of stairs actually leads directly to the pool from the 4th floor, so you can get there either way. 

I like to theme my life with imaginative fantasy stories in order to make it more exciting, often tying them into the 4 seasons (5 on the planet of Rogza, which is my home base in my paracosm). The goal is to connect my personal goals with my faraway wishes. I'm continuing the Eternisummer theme from last fall, because I kinda fell off the map with it. I will probably continue with it through the fall and winter as well.  Also, I should've written this in May, but better late than never.  Consider this a prequel to what's in the above link -- and I will mostly just recycle it come late September.  SUMMERVALE Living in a nonmagical universe is rough, especially when time is so limited. The 24-hour days are insufficient to fit everything in, and yet, there is so much that needs to be done.  Through the following summer, fall, and winter, before spring hits again, it is of utmost importance that we do the following:  Finish our current novel, then begin writing a second novel