Jul. 26th, 2013

eumelia: (wave dropping)
So this is turning into a once weekly report of my life.

I need to get back to reading more (fiction) books and reading long form in general, I think that's part of my problem with not writing here much - as well as the time I am lacking by not having all the leisure time I want.

Yes, that is now a regular complaint. I work 40 hours a week (sometimes more) and whoever thought this was a fair amount of time for a "decent" wage should have their sensitive areas pinched to the point of necrosis.

But let's put that morbidity aside.

This Friday morning I'm exhausted for a really good reason! I went to Roller Derby last night! I fell three times, but I fell forward, so I'm in a lot less pain than I was the last time. But I'm definitely feeling everything and just, wow, I am out of shape.

I talked about this briefly with other peeps, but I'm thinking maybe I should look into jogging because I'm a blob.

My life is ridiculously sedentary, I sit on the bus on my commute to work, I sit at my desk and my computer for 9-10 hours, I sit on the bus on my commute home, and then I sit at home with Elphaba for my fun times.

My life is mainly sitting. Blob. I think if my work was more physical I wouldn't feel like my body isn't representative of my lifestyle. Body image issues? Pfft.

Regardless, if I can go to Derby twice a week for a month, I'll invest in my own pair of skates. The skates the team lend me for practice are purple. I'd like mine to be fuchsia.

We shall see.


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June 2015

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.


-"V for Vendetta"


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