Long Day Is Long
Nov. 25th, 2011 06:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
*trudge trudge*
*trudge*
*THUD*
Dammit if I don’t feel like Cid Highwind right now. I’m not sure if I want a gigantic cup of matcha-en (super-mega-uber PRIMO green tea) or a cigarette.
Which is funny because I rarely smoke. A hookah bowl two or three times a year at most. But since getting off of work a half hour ago, a nice heavy menthol has sounded great.
Sounded great. The stuff that you get out of the stores—even the premium stuff—doesn’t compare to the first smoke that I actually liked, but that particular smoke was a custom blend soaked in peppermint oil and rolled in a vanilla-infused paper. They don’t make those papers anymore and the peppermint oil lately has been decidedly subpar. I think my jones right now more deals with the fact that I NEED STIMULANTS GRRR *chomps on satin hairscarf.*
Combine this with the fact that hot smoke hurts my throat and makes it start to close up, and I’ve got a problem. Looks like it’s tea until I can fix my vaporizer. Eh, I need to lay off the nicotine anyway. I’m not supposed to have it on the beta blockers. (A shame, this. This year’s boutique menthol is positively splendid.)
I’ve got to pound out 2.3K words, and all while listening to the jackass to the left of my apartment blares his old scratchy pirated CDs. It shouldn’t be difficult. My favorite shows have been pre-empted by holiday specials that are in no way relevant to my interests (Call me back when Charlie Brown’s on), and I’ve already gotten a wind up going.
I’ve decided what I’m doing if I win (besides buying Scrivener’s full release): I’m going to sit down and watch the first season of MLP: FiM in one sitting (roughly), and then start Gintama.
Meanwhile…work.
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Date: 2011-11-26 01:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-11-26 03:38 am (UTC)Also I'm especially cool with smoking when it gets Ishida voicing characters like this:
(Basic translation: The guy in white warns the redhead not to go outside but redhead retorts that if he can't smoke he can't live. Outside a don demands that this is their final notice to come out (and calls them dogs of the east). The redhead goes out, muttering about how everyone takes him so seriously and then delivers this gem: "Hey mister...does your ass hurt, you masochistic freak!?" (this all started because the redhead accidently witnessed the guy being an S&M bottom). The don orders to fire as the girl inside comments how the redhead gets like this when he's nicotine deprived - usually he's a coward. Also for extra coolness the old guy with long white hair and glasses is voiced by Gabranth's seiyuu)
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From:*begins phone typing. Should be sleeping. 3AM nearabouts*
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