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Attention Everyone!
Feb. 1st, 2012 12:20 amThe Phoenix Wright live action movie is going to be localized!!!!!!!
Even the tiny Edgeworths in my icon are excited. As you can see, they are already jostling each other to be the first in line to buy tickets, and for good reason. Do you know what this means? Sometime in the not-too-distant future, I will be able to own the Phoenix Wright live action movie on DVD, and then I will be able to watch it whenever I want. Skype Movie Nights! Cake-baking background noise! I am not exaggerating when I say that I think this might change my life.
Real life stuff: man, I am beat. I went to give blood today and ended up doing my first double red cell donation. Have any of you ever done this? It is SO. COOL. They take your blood out, spin it in a centrifuge, and then PUT IT BACK IN. You get to watch a bag fill up with your plasma, which looks like light beer, especially with its foamy head that I think is from the centrifuge? I asked the guy about it and he said he'd never gotten a straight answer himself on what it is. Then when the plasma goes back in it's got some saline solution that comes with it that makes your (or at least my) mouth go cold, like you've been eating ice cream, and your lips tingle. Anyway, according to that site I linked, it's supposed to leave you feeling better than a whole blood donation, but I sure as hell didn't feel better than I usually do. Actually, I'm still pretty fatigued, but I think that's probably because I went to the gym after work, even though the little information sheet I got specifically instructed me not to. In my defense, the alternative was not going back to the gym until my training session on Thursday, triggering the mysterious weightlifting-related hypoglycemia that can strike LITERALLY ANY TIME that I am lifting weights but ALWAYS comes to visit when I go more than two days between workouts, and possibly finally finding out what it feels like to lose consciousness in front of dozens of people.
I have been hard at work on my house, at least when I come home feeling something besides exhaustion, so not really very much at all. Having to take Monday off from work just to force myself to run business-hours-only errands and put most of my kitchen away has not been one of my proudest moments. I have, however, figured out what to do about most of the rooms I'm planning to redecorate. There is a lot to do, especially for an extremely lazy n00b like me, but I think it will all work out in the end.
Even the tiny Edgeworths in my icon are excited. As you can see, they are already jostling each other to be the first in line to buy tickets, and for good reason. Do you know what this means? Sometime in the not-too-distant future, I will be able to own the Phoenix Wright live action movie on DVD, and then I will be able to watch it whenever I want. Skype Movie Nights! Cake-baking background noise! I am not exaggerating when I say that I think this might change my life.
Real life stuff: man, I am beat. I went to give blood today and ended up doing my first double red cell donation. Have any of you ever done this? It is SO. COOL. They take your blood out, spin it in a centrifuge, and then PUT IT BACK IN. You get to watch a bag fill up with your plasma, which looks like light beer, especially with its foamy head that I think is from the centrifuge? I asked the guy about it and he said he'd never gotten a straight answer himself on what it is. Then when the plasma goes back in it's got some saline solution that comes with it that makes your (or at least my) mouth go cold, like you've been eating ice cream, and your lips tingle. Anyway, according to that site I linked, it's supposed to leave you feeling better than a whole blood donation, but I sure as hell didn't feel better than I usually do. Actually, I'm still pretty fatigued, but I think that's probably because I went to the gym after work, even though the little information sheet I got specifically instructed me not to. In my defense, the alternative was not going back to the gym until my training session on Thursday, triggering the mysterious weightlifting-related hypoglycemia that can strike LITERALLY ANY TIME that I am lifting weights but ALWAYS comes to visit when I go more than two days between workouts, and possibly finally finding out what it feels like to lose consciousness in front of dozens of people.
I have been hard at work on my house, at least when I come home feeling something besides exhaustion, so not really very much at all. Having to take Monday off from work just to force myself to run business-hours-only errands and put most of my kitchen away has not been one of my proudest moments. I have, however, figured out what to do about most of the rooms I'm planning to redecorate. There is a lot to do, especially for an extremely lazy n00b like me, but I think it will all work out in the end.
