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It's 3:30 in the morning and 79 degrees out. Gad.

We're staying at [livejournal.com profile] silkensteel's because we don't have AC and... well... it's 3:30 in the morning and 79 degrees out. When we first gave in and came over here the other night around midnight, I think I was borderline heatsick.

[livejournal.com profile] koyote and I went swimming at about 10PM, because I'd been cooped up all day and really needed to move around, but it was still too hot to go walking or biking (and my tire was flat. We suspect sabotage due to previous incidents). The unheated pool water felt to be somewhere between 90 and 95 degrees.

Leif did not come with us. I don't think I've been swimming without at least having to keep one eye on him since the summer before I got pregnant with him. Maybe one time a month and a half before he was born - I can't remember for sure if I actually went in the pool that time or just the hot tub.

We tossed a ball around. Apparently I throw reasonably well, and not like a girl. I expect this is 100% martial arts, as I was never actually taught to throw, nor do I remember being any good at it when forced to do so in gym.

It did cause me to suddenly wonder how I would have done at water polo, had I got past the "OMG you have to wear a bathing suit and practice is at 5AM in the OMG freezing cold San Diego winter and the coach is evil!" thing. I think perhaps I could have been pretty good - I've always liked the water.

I've pretty much always thought of myself as a total non-athlete. Truth is, I suspect I've never been any worse than anyone else as long as the sport in question doesn't involve running. But so many childhood fitness activities are based on, and judged by, running, so crap runner = nonathlete.

I woke up from dreaming about that there was a vampire in the hapkido class. Not anyone who was actually in the class in real life, though several of them made guest appearances. She was a strong enough vampire that she could go into people's houses without being invited, though once inside she was weak enough that their hapkido skills could deal with her easily enough. Overall, a nice fun Buffyesque dream, except for one small disturbing bit. Well, and the part where I went to the church I grew up in and my grandparents wouldn't let me have ice cream because it was only for the senior citizens.

I had a sudden moment of clarity yesterday, and made a connection I needed to make. That cryptic enough for you? I love moments like that.
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Today I went to observe an aikido class. Someone else showed up to observe, only she wanted to actually try it out, so I ended up trying it out, too.

It was reasonably fun. I guess I'll give it a shot.

(Do I sound less than enthused? It was fun, and will be good for me, but for some reason martial arts really don't appeal to me right now. This is a little weird, given that I used to be really into martial arts, and aikido was one I always wanted to try. I have a feeling the mother archetype and the warrior archetype are too far removed from eachother, at least in modern society.)

(For those who did not actually know me in high school, which is most of you - I practiced karate for three years, so I was pretty into martial arts in the past. My most recent experience was with the world's most negative Tai Chi instructor 3 years ago, which, having observed other Tai Chi classes since, I no longer have any regrets whatsoever about dropping.)

The other new person and I spent the whole class rolling. I felt a little bad. She was, I think, entirely new to it, while I was mainly remembering skills I hadn't used in 7 years, or had learned slightly differently, so I was having a much easier and quicker time of it.

I'm not entirely sure if this is my One True Class. The sensei seems a little sharp-tongued, but not to an obviously intolerable point. It's a very small class (only three regular students, plus us two new people), which may be an indicator that he has trouble retaining students. Or perhaps just that not as many people are attracted to it in the first place.

Part of my hesitation is, honestly, dumb - my freshman roommate took aikido at the same place, and didn't like it. But it's been 7 years, and the teacher has likely changed, assuming it is the same teacher at all. Even if it is, there's nothing to say that her dislike has any bearing on whether I'll like it. It's not like we were all that close.

In any case, unless I end up really hating it, I'll give it a shot until I get pregnant again (probably not for at least another 9 months, given that both [livejournal.com profile] koyote and I were born about 3 years apart from our siblings and don't feel it's an ideal separation), and then see what I want to do from there. That should be enough of a trial for me to know if it's something I want to stick with.

There is a stinky skunk somewhere nearby.

Anyways, I feel like we're finally breaking the holding pattern we've been in. [livejournal.com profile] koyote has a job, and is taking hapkido 5 times a week. I guess I'm doing this aikido, probably taking over the superwork at the co-op (4 hours of volunteer work a week in exchange for a 16.5% discount on groceries), and this Saturday I'm taking the class for the volunteer doula program at the local hospital. Leif has story hour at the library tomorrow (we'll see if it goes better than previous attempts - he's more into books now than he used to be), and I think we'll sign him up for a gymnastics class starting in October (well, "Movement Education" actually. They don't start calling it gymnastics until age 3). It seems like the type of thing he'd like.

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I need 20 minutes or so before going to bed to put away laundry and get stuff prepared for tomorrow.

If I put Leif down, he is almost certainly going to wake up and start crying. Occasionally I really wish he was a crib baby, though not enough to do anything about it.

Perhaps I should just skip the swimming lesson. I don't think he's feeling great. He's had the poops tonight, and it would be a bad thing if that happened in the pool. And getting to swimming lesson means we have to get up much earlier than we've been getting up the past several days - we should be leaving the house at about the time we've been getting up. Plus his bathing suit hasn't come in the mail yet. We found some others at the Speedo store when I bought my suit, but they won't fit well under plastic pants, which are required.

Why don't they just require a proper swim diaper? The plastic pants seem like overkill.

But basically I'm just whining because I don't want to get up that early.

I should take the bus before the one I'd normally need, since I'm not 100% sure where I'm going or what to do once I get there.

Oh well, bed. If he wakes up and cries, I guess I'll have to just dump the laundry on the floor.
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I'm feeling a little like Margaret right now, debating whether to take classes at the YMCA or the Community Center (though not the Jewish one).
gym stuff )

I'm lusting after baby stuff. Clothing, diaper stuff, carriers...

I'd really like to get some kind of carrier that distributes the weight a bit better than the sling. Both slings I have now hurt my back after about twenty minutes. We got a baby backpack while on vacation, but it's a baby carrier, not a babywearer. There's a difference.

I should wait until after Christmas and see what he gets.

I should go ahead and buy a swim diaper soon, though. Classes start Jan. 5, and if I don't have a cloth swim diaper by that point, I'll have to buy disposables. Actually, the community center class says you can use cloth diapers with a cover, but that seems like it would be awfully bulky. But if it's only for a class or two...

I'm also lusting over classes for myself )

I have $8.25 in invite code coupons. Maybe I'll use it to buy a paid account for [livejournal.com profile] lemurbaby, so that he can make a phone post and everyone can hear the adorable noises he makes. When a paid account expires, are the phone posts still accessible?

innn hy n 7 h er g zmkjjkkjk nnnnnnmwwcdm4sn3nnnnn2mwwsaaYU4T X CXGVV44ÍD fgyhegfgxfcxAeecsrffww22t3r4

That's what Leif says.

Now I must eat.
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I should be doing my prenatal yoga video. I wouldn't quite call it enjoyable, but it seems to take about 20 minutes, even though it's a 50 minute video. I think that's a good sign. Usually exercise videos feel like they take an hourr, even if they're just 30 minutes. It doesn't leave me feeling overly sore or exhausted, either. Just nicely stretched.

My jeans still fit. Well, as long as you consider "fit" to mean "I can button them reasonably comfortably first thing in the morning". The good thing about long shirts is you can wear your jeans unbuttoned and no one will notice. Thankfully I get paid soon, which means I can go shopping and get more pants. I have two pairs of pants that I can wear in public (only one of which I like), two pairs that "fit", and several pairs of pajama pants which are perfectly comfortable, but not really appropriate for work (like the cow pajamas I'm wearing currently).

I'm curious how much longer I'll continue to be able to wear the pants that "fit". When my mom was pregnant with me, no one was able to tell at four months. I think I'm in the same boat. My stomach is sticking out a bit, but it did that before, and I can't really tell how much worse it is now. Anyways, in my typical loose clothing I don't look pregnant.

The online class seems like it will be fun. The majority of work is a web discussion board - the kind of thing I'd sign up for just for the fun of it. (Let's see if I still think it's fun in another few months...)

I'm playing with GnuCash, because I really need to start budgeting. My goal right now is to get my savings account back up to the point where I have at least a month's worth of living expenses, and then not drop below that for any reason short of not having anything to eat. If we're careful, we should be able to have that much saved by the time we actually need it. But we tend to not be careful, hence the need for a budget.

I'm really pissed at myself for not doing this a year ago. If I had, we'd have enough money to buy land, build a dome, and probably have money left over. As it is, I suspect we'll have to get a loan. Oh well. It won't be a *big* loan.

Speaking of eating, my appetite is still pretty shot. Half the time I don't feel serious food aversions, and I feel hungry, but I can't eat that much. The other half I don't feel like eating anything at all. It may be residual yuckiness from the cold. At least today I'm not feeling as dead tired as I have been for the past two weeks or so.

I hope it picks up soon. I'd lost more weight at the last doctor visit, and I should really start gaining soon. (This must be the first time in my life I've actually been worried about *not* gaining weight).

I experienced another "Is it baby or is it just gas?" moment last night. I'm looking forward to the time when I can tell for sure - even knowing it may be just gas, it takes my breath away feeling it.

Essentially everyone thinks we're going to have a girl, including my co-worker who claims 100% accuracy (she won't tell me her guess until we find out for sure, but she wrote it down to prove she really knew ahead of time, and I got too curious and peaked :). I hope we're all right, though at this point I kind of expect her to be a boy, just to prove everyone wrong. If she does end up being a girl, I think we're getting to some kind of consensus on name. [livejournal.com profile] koyote wants a Scandinavian name, and I've found several that I like and would be willing to name a kid. He hasn't made strong objections to any of them, though he wants to revert to more traditional (and therefore odd-sounding to US people) spellings. But anyways, I'm not feeling quite so hopeless today about working something out. As long as she's a girl, anyways.

Not that I'd tell them to put it back if she ended up being a boy. I'd just prepare myself for an extremely onery kid.
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Suddenly I not only have appetite again - I have energy, too. I've actually been pretty productive at work this week, and right now I actually feel like going to the exercise room. I think this is a first.

Everyone is being deployed. On the [livejournal.com profile] pregnant friends page, I've read posts from several people whose husbands are being deployed within the next few weeks. Many of them are expecting babies shortly. A friend of mine is trying to find the money to visit her fiance in Hawaii one last time before he's deployed. I hate this. Why exactly are we sending all these people over there to have their lives potentially destroyed?

Oolong, the bunny that balances stuff on his head in my userpic, apparently died today :( Poor bunny.
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I've been talking lately about my evil 6:00AM Tai Chi class.

I'm debating whether I want to continue taking it next semester.


* It's regular exercise
* It gets me up and going in the morning
* I like the idea of learning the rest of the form
* I won't feel like a loser for quitting
* It would help motivate [livejournal.com profile] koyote, who wants to continue
* It would make getting up at 7:30 or so for my Saturday class more bearable.
* It's entirely possible that the teacher will become more bearable if I show I'm serious by returning.


* It isn't really highly aerobic exercise. I suspect the benefit is about the same as an equivalent amount of time walking. Not that this is bad (it's certainly better than no exercise), but it isn't all that great, either. The exercise could be made up in another class/activity that meets at a better time and that I find more enjoyable.
* I've actually been getting to work later than usual since starting TC, mainly because I tend to need a nap afterwards if I want to function during the rest of the day.
* I already find the mornings uncomfortably cold. As the weather gets worse, this is unlikely to improve (It's an outdoor class).
* It will leave me with very little free time on days I have class, since I have to get to sleep so early (by 10 if I want enough sleep)
* I was seriously depressed during much of my last class due to stress, lack of sleep, and lack of time. I don't want to go through that again.
* I don't like the teacher's teaching style. At best, it's hard to follow and/or he pays very little attention to our progress. At worst, he makes me feel like crap for not magically knowing things that he's never explained or for having a different learning style than he teaches for.

The main problems are these last three. I don't feel that it needs to be enjoyable all the time, but it also shouldn't be significantly adding to my stress levels.

Part of this is my attitude. [livejournal.com profile] koyote just doesn't take the teacher personally, and figures that the teacher's complaining and negativity are more of a reflection on the teacher than himself. He's probably right, but my brain isn't quite as rational. Plus, I don't really want to learn from a teacher who I can't take seriously.

I just have such a history of taking and then dropping martial arts classes that not continuing with this one, even for legitimate reasons, feels wrong. It also feels wrong to quit with the form half-finished (though it's possible I can pick up the rest from [livejournal.com profile] koyote and books).

Anyone have any significant points one way or the other that I haven't thought of yet?
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Finding a seemingly brand new first edition hardcover Michener book from 1986 for $1.00 in a thrift store is quite fun. It's worth probably 10 times as much.

Signs is a great movie. I highly reccomend you go see it. It's at least as good as Sixth Sense. Plus, the director is hot, so he must be provided with money from overpriced movie tickets :)

Really though, it's an excellent movie.

Class is over. I think I did well enough - if I did decently on the final I should get an A. It's a relief. I never know how a class is going to turn out until it's actually over, since the place I most commonly screw up is the last big project.

In a way, it's a good thing. Keeps me from getting overconfident.

6:00 AM Tai Chi class makes for a very long day.

It's hard to believe it's August already. August-Septemer-October has been, for the past several years, a time of upheaval and change. I wonder if this cycle has ended, as other cycles in the past have ended. I suspect it has for various reasons, but I'm still curious as to what the next several months will bring.
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I have this sudden urge to start taking martial arts again. If [livejournal.com profile] koyote is willing, I think we'll end up taking a Tae Kwon Do class at the Experimental College. It's from 8:30 - 10 on Monday and Wednesday nights.

On Mondays and Wednesdays, I have work all day, and then trig from 6:30 - 8:15, so perhaps I'm a little insane.

It's all k5's fault. They had an article on unschooling. Not the best article ever (heavy on the conspiracy theory, light on the educational theory), but it got me thinking about education again. And that got me thinking that I need to start martial arts again. It's something I'd like to do more of, but that I've been afraid to try again for fear of motivation. If [livejournal.com profile] koyote is there to provide motivation on days I don't want to go (and vice versa) it shouldn't be a problem. It sounds like several other people I know in Davis will be taking the class, as well.

But I still think that maybe I'm insane to try it right now.

If you want something interesting/inspiring to read, read about Sarabeth's bike trip. She's a 17 year old who rode across the US by herself.

Oh, and I realized today that, in order to fulfill the lower-division requirements for Human Development at UCD, I have to get an A.S. in Biology. That's cool. It gives me a definite direction, rather than the semi-random class-taking I'm doing now.
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So classes are off to a great start...</sarcasm>

I left work to catch the bus, and arrived at the bus stop just in time to see the bus leave, discovering simultaneously that I didn't have my wallet. Oops.

Really, it's better that both things went wrong. Had it been just one or the other, I would have felt even more stupid.

I went back to the office to find the wallet. It wasn't there. I was about to head down to the coffee shop to see if I'd left it there, but I decided to check my backpack first. It was there. Very sensible place indeed, since I never put my wallet in my backpack.

So, I went to catch the next bus. While riding it to the apartment complex where the class was taking place, I checked the schedule, and realized the class started at 4:30, not 4:45 like I thought. That means that I'd be 15 minutes late, rather than barely on time. Oops again.

I got to the apartment, and looked around for the community room where the class was supposed to be taking place. There was no obvious aerobics looking class. A man asked me if I was there for aerobics, and told me that I was in the right place, but class was cancelled today because of a basketball game.

At least I had the good sense to be late on a day that didn't really matter.

I decided to walk home, since I didn't feel like waiting around a half hour for the bus to come by again. There's a new pedestrian overcrossing over the freeway, which happened to start just on the other side of the apartment complex, so I decided to take that.

Unfortunatly, it apparently isn't quite as finished as it appeared, as there was a fence blocking the entrance. Being the law-abiding citizen that I am, I decided to walk through the field instead. That turned out to be quite a good workout itself, between wading across the squishy ground and the head-height forests of reeds.

I saw a number of egrets, some birds which I'm pretty sure were pheasants, and an honest-to-god owl (is it obvious I'm a city kid?). It was mainly white, with brownish-yellow spots. Possibly a short eared owl, which is apparently rare around here, but not unheard of. It was really neat. It was a nice walk, though I ended up feeling rather guilty about disturbing the birds.

Then again, in a few years, the whole area will probably be apartments, anyways :/

I would have loved that area as a kid. Hell, I would have loved a lot of Davis as a kid. I was, and still am, obsessed with the book Bridge to Terebithia, and wanted a Terebithia of my own. Some hidden place of my own that nobody else knew about, except maybe a close friend or two. Never really found it till I went off to college. Like I said earlier, I was a city kid. There was nowhere around open enough to really be secluded.

I decided to drop the C++ class I was going to take. I don't feel like killing myself this semester, and I'd rather get a good grade in one class than a mediocre (at best) grade in two. Plus, it would be awfully hard to get from the aerobics class back downtown in time, since the two classes are only 15 minutes apart.

While looking at the schedule on the bus, I realized that I could still take another class. A fun class, like I've been missing. They offer a number of classes which only meet one evening a week. This is something that I already knew, since I've taken classes like this before, but it didn't hit me until today that it could be useful.

Of the classes that only met on one day that I could take (no prerequisites, meeting Tuesday, Thursday, or Friday), the two that looked most interesting were Human Sexuality and Women in Film and Literature. I think I'll take Women in Film and Literature. It meets on Thursday, so it'll be a nice ending for the week. Plus, it meets in a theater!

I just realized that, assuming the classes I took at Davis transfer, I only need about 2-3 classes on top of the ones I'd already planned to take in order to get a Women's Studies degree. Cool!

Probably next to useless in reality, but still really cool. Suddenly, I'm hyped about school again :)
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Tonight I decided it was time I tried out the exercise room and pool. It was somewhat entertaining.
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...But it doesn't have anything to do with the rain being gone. In fact, it hasn't rained in weeks, and that was just a piddly drizzle.

Today is my first day wearing my new contacts, and its shocking how much difference a slight change in prescription makes. When I first put them in this morning, the increase in contrast and detail was so great that it was almost disorienting at first. There were so many more things to see!

I rode my bike to campus, which was absolutely lovely. It's the same road I take home from class all the time, but it's the first time I've seen it during the day, and with my new, improved eyes. Not that it isn't nice at night - it's lovely in its own way, with the stars bright in the sky and the toads croaking. The smell of the fields after a warm day always reminds me of summer camp.

The road runs along the edge of town, with houses on one side and farmland on the other. According to Mapquest, the trip from my apartment to campus is about 3.5 miles, but that's going by the freeway, which is quite a bit more direct. I'd guess that it's somewhere between 4 and 5 miles on bike. Quite a nice ride.

I'm thinking I need more happy music. Looking through the case of CDs that I take to work with me, I realized that this one is the most upbeat of the lot - it's only borderline angsty. The lyrics are generally depressing, but some of the songs sound upbeat, which is good enough, I guess. BNL would probably fit into the same category.

The server I migrated on Friday is having weird authentication issues. Guess that's what I get to work on this afternoon. Gotta get it to ignore any username the client may happen to send, and just allow anyone who provides the right IP address. The previous server did that, why isn't this one?

Meeting time. Whee!
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Butterscotch pudding is yummy.

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Mar. 14th, 2001 10:02 pm
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Original: http://www.kuro5hin.org/story/2001/3/15/0216/27725

This morning, I woke up at around 6:15 (an hour and 15 minutes before I usually wake up). Lay in bed for about 15 minutes worrying about work and taxes, and realized that I wasn't going to get back to sleep. So I got up and went for a run.
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Original: http://www.kuro5hin.org/story/2001/2/14/193334/321

If a Valentine is postmarked on Feb. 14th, it counts as on time, right? It works with taxes, after all..
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