February 4th, 2008

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that crushing, crashing, atom-smashing, white-hot thing... it's invincible.

375 words on SU stuff this morning, and now I really need to put my head down and get through some of this CEM. It's a busy week, and Wednesday is totally shot, which means I basically have today and tomorrow and Thursday morning to get this thing done.

I am trying very hard to relax, take some time off, and let the book grow a little bit before I try to harvest anything off it. So much of this game is headspace and play, and I have a tendency to forget that when I get into type-A mode, and try to jump on the project and get it finished when it's not ready yet. In real-world terms, it's like trying to build a drystone wall before you've gone out and found the stones to build it with. You wind up wandering around hopelessly with your hands on your hips, a lot, wondering why the wall isn't getting any bigger when you're working so hard on it.

You would think I would understand this better than I do. But of course, I have to relearn it every damned book, because I have (all together now) unrealistic expectations of myself.
writing matthew

all the good in the world you can put inside a thimble and still have room for you and me

So there was climbing tonight, and tomorrow there needs to be:

Potato curry
The rest of the CEM
Guitar practice

I think that's all.

(I'm voting for Clinton, after much waffling, because of a series of balance points that fell in her favor. (1) I will be more-or-less equally happy with her or Obama, and a 1-2 ticket in either direction will make me ecstatic. I'm hoping for Edwards as AG, and I want to see Bush's mad rush to pardon everybody and his dog on his last day in office. Why? Schadenfreude, baby. (2) Statistically speaking, women will vote with equal preference for female or African-american candidates, but the reverse is not true, and I would at this point feel like I was letting the side down if I didn't vote for her when I had the chance. (3) Yeah, yeah, it's always the wife or widow or daughter of some guy who used to have the job who first holds a high elected office, but then we get used to it and get on wth our lives. (4) Clinton political machine? Well, sure, and? You maybe have noticed the political machines all around us.... (5) Clinton/Bush dynasty? Well, the Clintons would still need to put Chelsea on the ticket as Veep in 2016 to catch up with the Bushes. Or, in other words, oh whatever. Typical Republican propoganda where whatever they do is just fine until the Dems try the same thing, and if Jeb Bush stood a chance, we wouldn't have heard a peep about it. (6) I've been defending her since the fucking chocolate chip cookies, okay? And I'm not about to stop now. (7) I can always vote for Obama in 2016. And will, also.

Either way, I have noticed this trend where former Republican presidents/veeps retire to their ranches, and former Democratic presidents/veeps are awarded Nobel peace prizes.

Not that it signifies, of course.

(And I plan to ignore all comments arguing with my politics, so go ahead and squawk, but don't feel hurt when I don't answer.)

The climbing went well. I sent two 5.6s and a 5.7 on the slab wall that I had not managed before, which was satisfying and also convinced me that I really need to work on my smearing. I got much higher on my project wall (the 5.7 with the mild overhang) but I just do not have the hand strength for that damned thing yet. It will come. However, I could actually see how to do the next move, I think-- I just didn't have strength to do it. And I got over the points that I had been sticking on. I did fail on a 5.7 that I have done twice before, but that was because I was so wiped out after the overhang. And in the process of sorting out that second 5.7, I intellectualized something I must have done by accident before, so next time I will know how to mke the move rather than just guessing.