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We didn't do fireworks this year. We used to go to a 3rd of July party and shoot off fireworks, but the woman who hosted it moved to somewhere less conducive to explosives and we haven't really done anything to celebrate the 4th since.
I was rather undermotivated in general this weekend, with the result that I spent a lot of time playing City of Heroes and even more time dinking around in City of Heroes.
"Dinking around", in this case, means mostly playing with the auction house. I've described arbitraging* in City of Heroes before. Several -- well, almost all of my characters over 20th, actually -- of my characters are moderately wealthy from arbitraging. This weekend, I took my ill-gotten gains and went shopping.
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Apart from gaming, I did a few other things. Lut and I went out to eat a few times and accumulated more leftovers for our fridge![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
koogrr called a couple of times and we talked for a while, which was fun. I also called telnar and minor_architect and had nice chats with them. I worked on coloring a pin-up-style picture I'd drawn, because apparently pin-ups are what I draw even though I don't especially like them. Funny how that works. I think it's because pin-ups were my favorite style from age 12 to 25 or so, and that's when I got the vast majority of my art practice. Now I do them because I'd rather be adequate in drawing a style I don't particularly care about than bad at a style I have more interest in. Also, drawing doesn't interest me now the way it did when I was younger. What artistic talent I possess is really wasted on me. I wonder if my siblings ever feel this way about the years they spent practicing the violin and the piano?
Anyway, I still feel a little productive for having done something in the way of art, so I'm grateful for that.
In other news, my brain is trying to make me miserable, with some assistance from my job. I wish one of the two would quit it. Preferably my brain. You know how you'll have a cat that's trying to get at something it shouldn't, so you yell "no!" and the cat goes away? And then two minutes later the cat's back at it and you have to yell again? That's my brain. I keep telling it to stop and it works for two minutes then it's doing it again.
Stupid brain. Obviously I need to put the misery in a locked cabinet where my brain can't get to it.
* I have this urge to write an article explaining the difference between arbitrage, speculation, and investing. I don't know why.
I was rather undermotivated in general this weekend, with the result that I spent a lot of time playing City of Heroes and even more time dinking around in City of Heroes.
"Dinking around", in this case, means mostly playing with the auction house. I've described arbitraging* in City of Heroes before. Several -- well, almost all of my characters over 20th, actually -- of my characters are moderately wealthy from arbitraging. This weekend, I took my ill-gotten gains and went shopping.
( Read more... )
Apart from gaming, I did a few other things. Lut and I went out to eat a few times and accumulated more leftovers for our fridge
koogrr called a couple of times and we talked for a while, which was fun. I also called telnar and minor_architect and had nice chats with them. I worked on coloring a pin-up-style picture I'd drawn, because apparently pin-ups are what I draw even though I don't especially like them. Funny how that works. I think it's because pin-ups were my favorite style from age 12 to 25 or so, and that's when I got the vast majority of my art practice. Now I do them because I'd rather be adequate in drawing a style I don't particularly care about than bad at a style I have more interest in. Also, drawing doesn't interest me now the way it did when I was younger. What artistic talent I possess is really wasted on me. I wonder if my siblings ever feel this way about the years they spent practicing the violin and the piano?Anyway, I still feel a little productive for having done something in the way of art, so I'm grateful for that.
In other news, my brain is trying to make me miserable, with some assistance from my job. I wish one of the two would quit it. Preferably my brain. You know how you'll have a cat that's trying to get at something it shouldn't, so you yell "no!" and the cat goes away? And then two minutes later the cat's back at it and you have to yell again? That's my brain. I keep telling it to stop and it works for two minutes then it's doing it again.
Stupid brain. Obviously I need to put the misery in a locked cabinet where my brain can't get to it.
* I have this urge to write an article explaining the difference between arbitrage, speculation, and investing. I don't know why.
