Yes, it’s another Naruto credits song (Domino- You Can Do It!):
I watch this credit sequence every time. Just as the episode ends, I’m about to get out of my chair and close the browser, this comes on and I have to watch it. The animation, the choreography, the music, it’s just so well done. I’m a fan of this series. Could go without all the FILLER OMG, but I guess that’s expected.
the runny yolk is essential
I have… (wait lemme count)… ten days off starting tomorrow (well, starting right now). Ten days, four of which will be spent traveling to/from or visiting the east coast. Boyfriend will be here for the last day, so that leaves me with roughly five days all to myself to do family functions and do my own thing (whatever that is).
So here’s the plan:
-Wake up as late as possible- not to be super lazy (but that’s good too), but to increase the sleep factor.
-Eat a delicious breakfast- cereal is ok, but I wanna try stuff I usually don’t have time for; a fried egg sammich comes to mind.
-Play computer/video games- I recently noticed that we have Shadow of the Colossus lying around, and I loved the way it looked when I watched a friend play it, so I’ll give it a shot. Plus, I’m gonna break down and buy the WoW Cataclysm expansion. I mean, they’ve changed EVERYTHING, how can I not experience it? Say your farewells now, loved ones (none of whom even know I have a blog). I’ve also been conquering the advanced maps on Portal (so good!). I’m good at this game, people. And it makes me proud.
-Clean up apartment- yikes, THIS needs to get done tout de suite. Mostly my carpet needs a solid vacuuming (and not with our tiny little PoS vacuum, I’m talking a real vacuum, the kind that weights as much as a small elephant and sounds like a B-52 taking off), and High School Friend Roommate needs to do her dishes (I haven’t complained once, she knows it’s an issue, I trust her, she’s cool, STOP LOOKING AT OUR KITCHEN LIKE THAT I’LL TAKE CARE OF IT).
-Ride my bike- I love my bike, and I never get to ride it because both jobs are so far away now (downtown and South Bay respectively). Plus, I need to get my ass in shape. Literally, my butt is soft, gotta fix that shit. And the weather’s clearing up tomorrow after five straight days of rain (torrential downpour while on the freeway today. NOT CUTE).
-Read a book- I’d like to finish Lord of the Rings: Return of the King. It’s the last in the trilogy, and I want to be able to say, like a good nerd, “Yeah, I’ve read the books. They’re wordy but beautiful.” And they have been, so far, so I’m looking forward to finishing this giant fucking book that’s been sitting in my car for months now.
-Do some sketching- I need to do something creative. I got a Moleskine notebook for just that purpose, so I’m gonna try to find a few things to sketch to improve my ability to accurately put stuff down on paper. I’d also like to learn how to paint at some point. One step at a time.
Sister and I are supposed to bake cookies this Friday too, so that’ll take up the whole day. Now that I look at it, this is a lot to get done in the, like, three free days I’m actually getting out of the break.But as long as I’m relaxing, or doing holiday plans, I’m happy. I need to be content with whiling the days away. I’m good at relaxing once I get home, but I have trouble feeling good about spending a whole day doing nothing but sleeping, eating, watching anime, playing games, etc. I don’t consider myself a very hard worker, but i definitely feel guilty when I make no progress where progress could be made. I need to give myself a break now and then.
And I’m really looking forward to surprising Boyfriend on the east coast. Have I mentioned that lately? He’s totally clueless, it’s AWESOME. Can’t wait to see his friends (very cool guys), can’t wait to make him smile. This is gonna make him so happy.
Dear Adult White Male(s),
Stop fucking with me. Do you want to learn martial arts, or not? That’s what I thought, so stop talking back. That, that right there, that’s what I’m talking about. You’re the student, I’m the instructor. That means I’m going to critique you and boss you around. It comes with the territory, but I’m a good teacher with no ego, so I’m not going to be a dick about it. Stop fighting me. And stop almost punching me in the face when I hold up a target in front of my chest, then try to justify it by saying that I told you to “aim for the chin.” YOUR chin. In the MIRROR. When you’re PRACTICING. Do I really need to tell you not to punch me in the face? I do? Fuck.
FYI, we’re not doing that again. Next time you’re in class, and I tell you to slow down, you’re going to slow the fuck down. Because you’re not doing it right, Adult White Male. You’re doing it wrong, and I’m trying to fix that, but your giant sense of privilege and big fat head are getting in the way.
Come to learn, or don’t come at all. There’s a reason I’m the instructor, and you’re not. Everyone gets that except you. Your attitude is boring and trite. Get over yourself. Being better than most of the class is not the equivalent of being good. Your technique is sloppy and rushed. You’re the worst kind of noob: the kind that thinks he’s not a noob. But you are. You are a giant noob with a big problem taking instruction. Get over it, or don’t enter the dojo at all.
Frankly,
Skilled Female Sensei
Be Random, Be Clear 