Good morning, Readers.
Please excuse me this morning. I'm in a mood. I'll get over it. It's a 'small' issue of someone not respecting my boundaries and refusing to treat me like I'm a human being whose feelings matter. It's an ongoing thing that means even the smallest things feel hugely irritating and rage-inducing. It's kind of a straw that broke the donkey's back situation.
There's really not much I can do about it, however. So I'll just seethe and punch really hard at training. My apologies to my training partners.
In happier news, one of my favourite groups, Halestorm, has released a new album. I've listened to most of the songs on the album, and they remind me a lot of late 80s and early 90s stuff, with some modern twists. I really enjoyed the album and will probably be buying it shortly. I've already found my favourite song of the album, and it's this one:
Please excuse me this morning. I'm in a mood. I'll get over it. It's a 'small' issue of someone not respecting my boundaries and refusing to treat me like I'm a human being whose feelings matter. It's an ongoing thing that means even the smallest things feel hugely irritating and rage-inducing. It's kind of a straw that broke the donkey's back situation.
There's really not much I can do about it, however. So I'll just seethe and punch really hard at training. My apologies to my training partners.
In happier news, one of my favourite groups, Halestorm, has released a new album. I've listened to most of the songs on the album, and they remind me a lot of late 80s and early 90s stuff, with some modern twists. I really enjoyed the album and will probably be buying it shortly. I've already found my favourite song of the album, and it's this one:
What caught me most was the chorus:
I am the fire
I am burning brighter
Roaring like a storm
And I am the one I've been waiting for
Screaming like a siren
Alive and burning brighter
I am the fire
The one line that really sings (heh heh... sings... I'll show myself out) to me is "I am the one I've been waiting for." Yes.
Stand up for yourself because the people you thought would be there on your behalf often aren't.
I do so love this song. It will be playing on repeat today.
In meet-up news, I've had to reschedule, because I'm a fool who didn't check her schedule before writing this month's eNewsletter (subscribe HERE) and I've gone and double booked myself. The meet up is at the same place at the same time, though the pub did recommend coming about half an hour early to get a table. So I will be there from 6:00pm instead of 6:30. Come early if you feel like keeping me company while I wait for a table.
In Welsh news, I learnt yesterday that the Welsh word for week literally translates to "eight nights". This is only significant if you know how the Celts counted the days (ie - they started at sundown instead of sunrise). I just found it awesome. My head is a weird place.
The word, in case you're wondering is: wythnos.
Sorry, this post is taking forever to write because I am literally playing that song on repeat, and I keep stopping to rock out to that chorus. Halestorm rocks indeed.
Right, I have so much work to get to, so I'll go do it now. While listening to this song. Here is a picture:
I am the fire
I am burning brighter
Roaring like a storm
And I am the one I've been waiting for
Screaming like a siren
Alive and burning brighter
I am the fire
The one line that really sings (heh heh... sings... I'll show myself out) to me is "I am the one I've been waiting for." Yes.
Stand up for yourself because the people you thought would be there on your behalf often aren't.
I do so love this song. It will be playing on repeat today.
In meet-up news, I've had to reschedule, because I'm a fool who didn't check her schedule before writing this month's eNewsletter (subscribe HERE) and I've gone and double booked myself. The meet up is at the same place at the same time, though the pub did recommend coming about half an hour early to get a table. So I will be there from 6:00pm instead of 6:30. Come early if you feel like keeping me company while I wait for a table.
In Welsh news, I learnt yesterday that the Welsh word for week literally translates to "eight nights". This is only significant if you know how the Celts counted the days (ie - they started at sundown instead of sunrise). I just found it awesome. My head is a weird place.
The word, in case you're wondering is: wythnos.
Sorry, this post is taking forever to write because I am literally playing that song on repeat, and I keep stopping to rock out to that chorus. Halestorm rocks indeed.
Right, I have so much work to get to, so I'll go do it now. While listening to this song. Here is a picture:
I am the fire. Image courtesy of butterflysaga.wordpress.com. Click for link.
Ciao!
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