Birthday Daytime

I have already done an FTBD post about it being my birthday, but what the hell. This is my self-indulgent personal blog, and surely this is a great day to write self-indulgent, personal dribble.

So, I am now 26, which means I’m… perhaps clinging on to my mid-twenties by a flattened tiny hair, but it could go either way. Certainly, another year and I’ll have to admit to being “late-twenties”, and then there could well be crying.

But for now, all remains normal. I am annoyingly busy, and will remain so until the latter half of next week. But at least I’m not bored. I’ll try and remember to do a birthday photo later.

Oh, and as I’ve been saying more or less everywhere, it is Waffle Day today! (In Sweden.) Nonetheless, make sure you have some waffles.

Fad-Jumping - 100 Days Vs Camera

This morning, whilst reading Twitter, I saw a tweet by Josie Long mentioning the recent end of the One Hundred Days To Make Me A Better Person malarkey. I was vaguely aware of this before, in fact I know someone else who was doing it, but a connection sparked in my brain this morning.

As you’ve probably noticed if you’ve been reading this lovingly crafted blog at all, I have been posting a random photo a day under the tag Man Vs Camera. I’m not going to pretend this has been a fine exercise in photography, but it’s been fun at least, something to force me to take an interest in my surroundings and try to be at least slightly creative.

I’ve been numbering them. I’m now up to fifty-one. It occurs to me that there may be some crossover with the One Hundred Days thing. After all, it would be annoying to keep trying to do it indefinitely and finally have the whole thing trail off.

So, I shall strive to hit Man Vs Camera #100 and see how it makes me feel. I’m halfway there, after all. (Yes, even though the Hundred Days has now finished. Shut up. I don’t care.)

Oh, and there’s also a Facebook album which features all the pictures thus far, including quite a lot of extra ones that I thought were worth banging up there, even if I already had my daily one. Deleted Scenes, I suppose. Amusingly, that album is already at exactly one hundred pictures.

Badminton Owch

Played badminton today, for the first time ever (or at least in a very very long time). After some concern in the run-up, mostly over the possibility of humiliating myself, I think it actually went okay.

The aftermath, however, has been a bit of a drag. Mostly, I have been lying in bed, either asleep or complaining to myself about the considerable aches in my knees/neck/head/etc. Having not taken part in any sport more strenuous than pool for two years, my body was not happy.

This, in turn, meant productivity has been minimal. This blog has been about it. I hope to continue playing badminton on Saturdays, although I will start to resent it if those two hours of activity continue to write off whole days.

On A Sunday

Should’ve been working today really. Instead of watching The Guild, The Wire, Glee, Heroes and anything else I could lay my hands on. I also made some food and ate it. Then I uploaded some photos to Facebook. (The origami continues!)

Oh, and I decided to update this blog, obviously. Because it wouldn’t look good if it was just an endless stream of Man Vs Camera photos. But really, that’s not the same as actually writing is it? Still, last weekend I redrafted about a third of a novel, so I suppose I’ll give myself this one.

Should probably have a shower soon before heading out to the pub. (I have gone to about five different pubs though, so if nothing else, this weekend’s been very good for my Foursquare profile….)

Paper Power

After a weekend and a few days of solid work editing my novel, I today uploaded it to Lulu to create a print copy of the second draft. This is only for further proof-reading by others and/or me. I also added in the first draft of my “other” novel because, hell, I may as well work on something else while other people pick through the first one. Pleasingly, this second attempt is much shorter.

Even though I’m only doing this for my own benefit and do plan on trying to get them published normally, I still feel vain and self-indulgent just for using a self-publishing site. I’m so simple.

Oh, I also ordered a copy of Shivering Sands by Warren Ellis because I was already paying Lulu’s shipping charges for a few books, so I figured I might as well. Plus I’d just printed about 1700 pages of stuff by me and that’s got to count as cruelty to trees. This must offset it somehow.