Forty! Forty pounds! Yessssssss!

I honestly think I'm going to lose 50lbs. by the end of the school year (about five more weeks for me. Stupid extended year). That would be so awesome.

Eight pounds closer to my Korra cosplaying goal. Bwaha.

Also, I've been practicing driving lately. It's pretty fun! I hope to get my Learner's soon so we can get on the road.

I'm here. I check LJ pretty regularly. I just never have anything to say for myself. so I guess I have to sum up the last two months:

1. I have lost 32lbs. FUCK YEAH, ALL BY MYSELF, BOY-EE. I didn't join any programs or anything. Just hard work. (And yes, I'm eating. I never skip meals, make myself vom, over-exercise, or anything dangerous like that. It is what it is.)

2. I'M CONLANGING AGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN. I cleaned up Norseni's grammar and dictionary and now I'm editing my old Queer Flowers wiki. Wonderful for word generation. I'm even getting some Uindi in there. I can't tell you how happy I am.

I craft each word "by hand" so it's a slow process, even if I'm using foreign language dictionaries and Awkwords for inspiration. But it's incredibly satisfying.

3. I have resigned myself to failure to keep up with the April Drawing challenge. AGAIN. I just...I DRAW, but, I can't do it on a schedule these days. I'm concentrating on my health and conlanging quite a bit, I can't.

4. Driving still isn't happening. But I will!

5. The MLP:FiM season finale was AMAZING. Just not a huge fan of the fandom anymore. It still produces a lot of great stuff, but it also produces a lot of assholes.

6. The Legend of Korra is MAGNIFICENT. Just not a huuuuuuuge fan of the fandom. Please to be shutting up about Makorra and spoilers. Thank you.

7. At work, I've realized that I have a terrible aesthetic 'crush' on one of my fellow teachers. No, I have no desire for him to be my special somepony or even to be his friend (I think he's hilarious, but from a different world), but to just be another person to say that he's handsome and run for the hills.

And that's my update for now! Toodles!

PRO

1. Back on track with my 'not-a-diet' diet. Burned 8.9 lbs. so far, woo!
2. Drunk 33 oz. of water already. (Actually, finished an hour ago...)
3. I hate to be a material girl, but got my TV and blu-ray player today. They is pretty.
4. Set up the gas bill to text me when it's due. Fuck yeah!

CON

1. STILL NEED 2 ROOT CANALS.
2. HAVEN'T DONE ANY ARTY THINGS.
3. STILL CAN'T DRIVE.

Fuck.

I'm not doing a very good job of making entries here. So here's the skinny. Or not skinny, as it were:

* Went to the doctor on March 5th. I like my nutritionist and my potential surgeon. I'm a little wary of the psychologist I saw, though. She seemed to think I'm more sad than I think, and I'm like "How fucking happy CAN you be when you're this fucking unhealthy??" What does she want me to do? Fart rainbows? Most people in this society either think fat people are invisible or treat them like crap. Of COURSE I'm wary of people and love the Internet. Jesus.

* The surgeon DID want me to lose some weight before doing anything, though, and that's understandable. It's to be as safe as possible. I started slowly on Tuesday, and I've already lost almost 4 lbs. Water weight, but dude.

* My room and office are messes. AGAIN.

* I've seriously neglected my artistic pursuits. So I think I'm gonna do the same thing for them as weight. Twenty minute goals this week.

- Ten minutes drawing in the morning
- Ten minutes conlanging in the morning
- Ten minutes drawing in the evening
- Ten minutes conlanging in the evening

These things may or may not overlap. I mean, there's oodles of conworlding to do.

Something else to add to my schedule: ten minutes of studying the driver's handbook.

Dammit, already late for shopping. Super Robyn, awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

I just...I can't.
I'm done.
This is my cheer up song from now on.

All...couple of you.

I may have sent a message about it or two over Twitter, but I don't think it was noticeable. If that's the case, then this post is for you.

I am considering having determined to have weight loss surgery this year. My mom had it, maybe, 15 years ago, and I've been scared of having to have it, myself, for years and years. (It was the scarring and excess skin that scared me. It can make you look like a bit of a monster, and it's expensive to remove.) But after another friend of her and one of my friends had it recently (they have two different kinds, but they both have gorgeous results), I'm taking the plunge.

Sorry, mom. I know you wanted to convince me, but...

Yeah. Doing that. Finished the application today, sending it out tomorrow. I put three stamps on that thing, too. I really don't want it to come back.

Also, though there are great hospitals with WLS programs closer to me, I'm going to Duke, which is over an hour away. Two reasons for that:

1. Dr. Sudan, an expert in [Duodenal Switch] surgery (and he uses a robot to aid him. How sci-fi) is there. He freakin' taught the surgeon that my friend went to.

2. Duke is one of the fucking best hospitals in the country in the first place. The risk of mortality when flying is higher than this place.

Enough said about that. Sorry, Wake Forest.

And that's what I'm going these days, lovelies. My conlangs are a mess, though. That kind of bothers me.

It's more like this is to tainry, but I'll cut it anyway: ( spoilers! )

Oh, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!! Let's make 2012 awesome, okay?

The men in my family are fucking crude.

Well, it got much better when we finally exchanged gift, and we exchanged not-pologies, I suppose. He's still a jerk, though.

And if I hear my uncle call slingbacks "Come Fuck Me Pumps" one more time, I'll scream. It's not funny the first time. Saying it thirteen more times won't help.

I have official Slayers DVDs, though, so..that helps!

This has turned out to be one of the worst Christmases ever.
I feel bad saying that, because I know that there are people MUCH MUCH MUCH worse off than me.
But I think of this holiday in terms of being with your family and having fun, not having or getting stuff.
And my brother has just been...rude. And mean.
I may play Gui, but I don't do it in real life.

(I think he also really thinks I'm dumb and wishy washy because the last time he was here I mentioned that I was an atheist but didn't make a big deal out of it--because I tend to trust him for some reason--and last night he's like "So what religion are you now?" ....Guh. So much wrong with that,)