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09:36 pm
unico_love
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5 Gratitudes
1. Watching Becoming Jane
2. An email from Amber
3. Not vomiting even though I was nauseated this morning
4. Watching more The Legendary Journeys of Hercules
5. Journaling about my stress
Current Location: Living room
Current Mood:  tired
Current Music: Tori Amos - She's Your Cocaine
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06:39 pm
yonjuunana
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OMG
We just got the keys to the townhouse!!! My room there is HUGE! I am so excited about this place. We'll actually be able to fit all our stuff in the kitchen! I'll be able to have a nicer craft area in my room, space for my sewing machine and all that!
One thing packing has made me realize: I've been really super good about not buying any more yarn for the last few months. I'm doing good with my yarn diet! However, I have a ridiculous amount of fabric (I found an entire huge box in my closet that I had forgotten about), so although I'm going to have more space in my room to put art supplies, I'm declaring a general "art supply diet" until I've reduced the number of boxes of art stuff I own by at least half. Being able to have my sewing machine out will help with that. Even though I now have more room for stuff, and I've been doing pretty decent with keeping my room clean in recent years, I'd like to go even further in the direction of clean-room-ness.
Anyway, I'll probably be pretty busy moving stuff for the next few weeks. It's going to be a really easy move, but who knows how the transition will affect me. Currently feeling pretty good, although trying to fend off another round of "omg, I'm actually allowed to live in a nice place like that?".
Current Mood:  excited
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01:22 pm
rainbow_goddess
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Cat update
The cats continue to confuse me.
Poupée is back to her normal self. She accepted her injection this morning with the usual purring, she ate her food as normal, she drank half a bowl of water, and she spent some time sunning herself in the doorway of the balcony.
Chaya has not climbed up my clothes again, as far as I can tell, but she didn't sleep with me last night the way she normally does. This is very unusual, as Chaya normally sleeps with me every night. Speaking of Chaya, she is currently having a conversation with my next-door neighbour.
Calli, however, made up for Chaya not sleeping with me. Calli slept with me, almost the entire night. She'd leave for trips to the bathroom or the food bowl or the water glass, but otherwise she insisted on sleeping either next to me or on top of me the entire night. She has suddenly started behaving the way Puff used to when she was anticipating an earthquake, and she doesn't want me out of her sight. She insisted that I get up and follow her to the food bowl this morning, and while she used to do that, she hasn't done it in years.
She jumped up onto the couch with me while I was reading a book this morning, and she walked on me, went "knead, knead, purr, purr" for a minute, then walked off me, then came back and did the "knead, knead, purr, purr" thing again for another minute, then went and lay down at my feet.
When I got up off the couch to eat lunch, Calli jumped off the couch and followed me. She's now keeping an eye on me from the general vicinity of the coat closet.
Tags: calli, cats, chaya, poupee
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12:54 pm
conuly
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An article on health care
Clicky!
( Read more... )
It gets very dry and factual and mathy midway through - if anybody could sum it up, that'd be great, I sort of glazed over even though the individual facts were interesting. (Gee, that's an incentive to read, isn't it?)
Current Mood:  apathetic
Tags: america, articles, economics, health, politics
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11:28 pm
rainbow_goddess
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Things that made rainbow_goddess happy today
I went to Shoppers Drug Mart to pick up two prescriptions: needles and test strips. When the pharmacist handed them to me, she said, "Is there anything else you need?" I told her that I'd run out of Advair and had forgotten/procrastinated on calling my doctor to get a refill. Pharmacist said, "Oh, that's not a problem!" Smile, smile. "I can get you a refill order. Just give me ten or 15 minutes." Pharmacists in B.C. now have the authority to write prescriptions in some circumstances, and this is apparently one of them (long-term client with long-term prescription for a non-narcotic substance needing a refill.) So this made me very happy, because I'd actually cut back on my Advair to one dose a day to try to make it last longer, and my lungs were not happy about it.
While I was waiting for the prescription, I saw a paperback book on the shelf. I picked it up and read the description, and it looked like the kind of book I'd like: humour, paranormal romance, vampires. But it cost ten bucks (well, $9.99), and I really couldn't justify spending ten bucks on a book, no matter how much I wanted to read it, when I'm unemployed and trying to avoid impulse spending as much as possible. Then I remembered that I had Shoppers Optimum points saved up. I picked up a can of cat food to make sure that my total was more than ten dollars, (because the book came to one cent less than ten dollars and you can't use Optimum points on sales tax) and was able to get my book for free. Yay for free trashy-romance-vampire-paranormal books!
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07:58 pm
possibilities
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Life et al.
I had one of those moments at work yesterday. Those moments when you realize -- really, really realize -- that you don't enjoy your life.
My manager has made it a team goal to find me a hobby. Why?
Tuesday, yesterday, I had plans to go to a midnight showing of Harry Potter, after which I would need to sleep in. I have flexible hours, but decided to use banked hours from Friday* sleep in, then leave work at my normal time.
My manager pushed me to take all of today off. I have more than enough banked hours to do so. I wouldn't! I'd wake up at 10am, and then I'd have the rest of the day to myself. What would I do? I don't know. I cannot think of a single enjoyable thing to do with an entire day off in the middle of the week. I admitted that I even get annoyed on weekends with the lack of job.
So they have a goal of finding me a hobby so that I can, you know, take time off work and not be miserable.
I did sleep in today. I slept almost 50 minutes later than normal. I woke up to a work dream. I forced myself to sleep for another 30 minutes, during which I dreamed... about work. I did not use even the full amount of banked time I'd intended to use, because my brain obviously wanted to be at work.
All I have in my life is a job that, while good, is not something I love. I have work, and I have a straight 48 hours each week feeling lost.
This is not enjoying my life.
*I adore working late on Fridays! It makes my weekend shorter and less lonely. My coworkers have been known to have to literally chase me out of the office when they decide that I've stayed late enough.
Current Mood:  cold
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08:40 pm
unico_love
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5 Gratitudes +1
1. Reading Francesca Lia Block's The Waters and the Wild
2. Reading the first volume of The Shinji Ikari Raising Project
3. Watching Prince Caspian
4. Watching more of The Legendary Journeys of Hercules
5. My mother buying a plug thing for the bathtub so Michael can take baths here again
6. My mother having potential improvements open up for her financial situation.
Current Location: Glen Ellyn, IL
Current Mood: calm
Current Music: Tori Amos - Angie
Tags: 5gratitudes
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01:54 pm
rainbow_goddess
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I sense a disturbance in the force
I don't know if that big earthquake off New Zealand has affected my cats all the way over on this side of the ocean, or if we're going to get our own earthquake here, or if it's just too warm for their liking, or what, but my cats have been behaving very oddly today.
First of all, Poupée refused her insulin injection. Normally she likes her injection. I pet her, talk to her, tell her she's a good kitty, and do the injection. Then I pet her and talk to her some more and tell her she's a good kitty again. She loves the attention, and she purrs. But today she wouldn't let me come anywhere near her with the needle. So she hasn't had her insulin today. So far it doesn't seem like there have been any dire consequences; her water bowl is still half-full, so her blood sugar must not be too high. Either that or she has just gotten used to having high blood sugar.
Then we have Chaya kitty. She decided to go into my bedroom closet and try to climb up the skirts hanging in there. I scolded her for it three separate times before she finally left the bedroom. Then she went into the living room and decided to scratch the couch instead, which she almost never does because she has multiple choices for scratching implements.
Finally, we have Calli, who started a fight with Chaya while I was eating lunch. I had to separate them because one of them squawked. I don't know which one.
WTF is with my cats today? Puff used to predict earthquakes when she was alive, but she didn't behave badly when she did so. She just followed me around, meowed a lot, and refused to let me out of her sight until the earthquake had passed.
Tags: Poupée, calli, cats, chaya
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06:49 pm
redshira
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It's as if CCD isn't even happening!
WHY WOULD YOU TRY TO KILL BEES
ESPECIALLY IF YOU'RE THE SORT OF PERSON WHO SUBSCRIBES TO A "NATURAL LIVING" COMMUNITY
BEES. ARE NOT FOR KILLING. MY FUCK. AT LEAST GET SOMEONE TO FIGURE OUT WHAT SORT OF BEES THEY ARE BEFORE YOU TRY AND FUCKING KILL THEM.
skjrghesgkueah;UJHREGJ;SERJGEGjKJRK
In other news, the Oxegen festival was a pile of fail. I left a comment in ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) gothhippiegrrl's LJ about it, ( and I may as well reproduce it here; be warned, it's long )
In other other news, I am unreasonably excited about going to see the new Harry Potter film, despite knowing that I will want to throw things at the screen at certain points. I can't go until Friday night at the earliest because every ticket within a 30 mile radius is booked, but EEEEEEE.
I have an appointment with a neurologist tomorrow, which will hopefully a) be the start of getting some control over my migraines, which really are the worst part of being me because they ruin almost everything and prevent me from doing nearly anything b) go better than the fucking awful endocrinologist appointment I had last week which was so unspeakably awful that I'm going to write a letter of complaint. The woman was dismissive, ignorant, arrogant, fatphobic, hostile, didn't bloody listen, and TOUCHED MY HEAD (scrabbling about in my hair) without asking first and then tried to make out that I was in the wrong when I freaked out. I'd go into details but it needs its own post, really, and I might make that post when I've written the complaint letter. James said he was tempted to ask her "Are you a real doctor?" I wish he had. He's been referred to the Marfan clinic in Dublin which means HOORAY he will get proper treatment and we will have a better idea of when he needs heart surgery (he has a dilated aortic root and a leaky mitral valve).
I miss being able to talk to people on IM. Our dodgy mobile modem interwebs is terrible and the connection drops at least once every five minutes, sometimes more like twice a minute, so the only chat I can use is Facebook Chat, and even that keeps cutting out.
I must apologise again (and explain to the newer people on my flist) for not being great at answering comments. Migraine is worse than ever, and connection is dodgy, and fibro thoroughly kicks my arse on a regular basis, and I am basically just rubbish at replying. However, I do make a very tasty clafouti, which I would never have thought to try had it not been mentioned several times by ailbhe, so thank you ailbhe*!.
*for some reason I really like typing the name "ailbhe"
Tags: bees, crap doctors, disability, ffs, james, marfan syndrome, oxegen fail
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10:26 pm
unico_love
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5 Gratitudes
1. Oreo ice cream from downtown Glen Ellyn
2. Watching more Hercules: The Legendary Journeys
3. Looking at Tori Amos merchandise for the tour
4. Reading Obsessive Compulsive Disorder Demystified
5. Michael feeling well
Current Location: computer desk
Current Mood:  sleepy
Tags: 5gratitudes
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04:02 pm
rainbow_goddess
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Writer's Block: Le Quatorze Juillet
Je ne peux pas penser d'une réponse à cette question maintenant. Peut-etre plus tard. J'aime la langue, mais j'ai oublié beaucoup.
Tags: writer's block
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03:49 pm
yonjuunana
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Just wondering
If multiplicity is the experience of having more than one mind in a body, and soulbonding is a subset of multiplicity that involves feeling an intense connection to a fictional character, feeling their presence, talking to them, etc... As an atheist, I believe god is fictional. So does this mean that some ridiculously large percentage of the Earth's population has soulbonded God, and is therefore on the multiple spectrum?
Current Mood:  probably going to hell
Current Music: Spiritualized - Feel So Sad
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12:59 pm
conuly
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Taken from multiple sources
So, over at Conservative Free Republic they have a forum. Lots of places have forums.
And over there, occasionally they have people making and commenting with objectionable matter. Lots of forums have that problem.
And hey, there it's racist and people are attacking the President's young daughters, which is abhorrent. Okay... it happens... but hey, their policy forbids racist content! (And anything which advocates for rebellion and secession as well.) So you'd think that they'd deal with that fast before it made them look bad... right?
Well... no, don't make me laugh. They waited a day, and then only removed it because a guy doing research made a complaint. And... then they put it back up, only removing it for good once liberal blogs got a hold of this.
Link one
Link two
Link three.
Now, everybody is commenting on the vicious comments left about the President's kids, which is as it should be. Attacking anybody's young children (and 11 is still young) with slurs and misogyny (as well as racism and some basic classism, they've hit the trifecta there) is wrong, that goes without saying.
But what gets me is the comment about Obama's Mother-in-Law, that she's "free-loadin'". I've heard that before, but without the overt racist subtext, and it makes no sense to me, firstly because she is, as I'm told, there to help keep things normal for her grandkids, and second because she's seventy-one! Seventy-one! What sort of family values allow you to insult people for taking care of their parents? If she were sitting around doing nothing, isn't she entitled? Surely, after 71 years, she gets to rest and be with her family? (Well, I suppose those are the same family values that tell you it's okay to insult defenseless 11 year old girls who haven't even done anything.)
Some choice comments ( cut for offensiveness )
Current Mood:  upset
Tags: america, articles, politics, race
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11:16 pm
unico_love
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5 Gratitudes +1
1. Watching Hercules: The Legendary Journeys with Michael.
2. Bike riding with Michael.
3. Michael buying me raspberry cheesecake ice cream.
4. Reading a helpful book called Break the Bipolar Cycle
5. Paper journaling again
6. Buspar, for working so well when Klonopin won't
Current Location: Living room
Current Mood:  cheerful
Tags: 5gratitudes
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10:33 pm
conuly
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So you know I've been reading OotS lately.
SO glad he finished the recent arc, so I'm not refreshing every 5 minutes anymore!
( Spoilery rant! )
( Read more... )
Current Mood:  amused
Tags: books, order of the stick, thoughts
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10:21 pm
conuly
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I saw the *weirdest* sign on a restaurant on Broadway today.
That's Broadway in Lower Manhattan. I was heading to the boat to go home, and I see this Chinese restaurant. I couldn't see the whole sign at once, it sort of revealed itself to me as I walked.
Now In Elt
Now In Eltin
Now In Eltingv
Eltingville? Eltingville, Staten Island? NO WAY. No *way* any place in Manhattan is gonna advertise that - right? There's gotta be another Eltingville out there.
I take one last look before I head the rest of the way to the boat.
Now in Eltingville, S.I.
Huh. So it is. Surreal, I tell ya!
Current Mood: shocked
Tags: daily stuff, nyc, staten island, thoughts
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04:18 pm
old_cutter_john
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Movie
_wind_spirit_ and I just watched Casablanca for the first time. Impressive!
Current Location: home
Current Mood: contemplative
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03:03 pm
rainbow_goddess
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Woot!
Just found out that an old employer of mine for whom I was a temp for a year back about five years or so ago is now hiring full-time for almost the exact same job I did for them part-time five years ago. I hope they still remember me, and I hope they remember me positively, because I'm applying ASAP.
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09:29 pm
farraige
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мифы народов Европы.
Мне повезло родиться и вырасти в благословенном крае, родящем баклажаны и перцы, дикий виноград и лопающиеся от сухого волжского зноя составные массивные помидоры, гранатово-бурое бычье сердце, терпкие до спазма за ухом и шелковые на ощупь, клубнику с кулак ростом и черную владимирскую вишню, пряную, как тамаринд, гвоздика и мускат; и водянистой черешни мне даже не предлагайте. Почти все, что росло на деревьях, мы объедали как козы, куда дотянемся, хоть горький полосатый анис, хоть сливу, хоть любовь всей моей жизни, нежную пьяную иргу, натираемую до драгоценного блеска об залячканную чернильным соком майку, каждую ягоду об себя, и смотришь, у кого сильнее блестит.
Мои земляки не понимают пресного салата, он пересыпан до малахитовой пестроты кинзой, стрельчатым луком, укропом и лиловыми кляксами базилика, молодая картошка для нас неразделима с укропьими зонтиками, в заварном чайнике, помимо чая, царски преют смородиновый лист и мелисса... И вот скоро уже двенадцать лет как я веду хозяйство с человеком, не терпящим зелени вообще. Никакой, низачем. Ни в суп, ни в салат, ни в картошку -- разве что в лобио незаметно замешать и надеяться на лучшее. Нет, мы как вид очень гибки, излишне гибки, думаю я порой -- открываем шлюзы для безжалостной эксплуатации этой гибкости -- привыкнем ко всему, привыкнем готовить разное и смешивать салаты в отдельных мисках, хлеб у каждого свой, разное масло, в двух кастрюлях автономное клокочет, double, double, toil and trouble.
Но ведь есть ангел, и ангел старается и норовит угодить, на то он и в перьях, и трогательно дарит диковинную ступку с пестиком из кремового керрийского мрамора, такую обманчиво-миниатюрную на ошалело увесистый вид, ты же любишь готовить, и в этой ступке я грамотно толку кумин, фенхель и тмин, бросив для горечи щепотку сухого, взрывчатого горчичного семени, и постепенно холодный камень начинает полыхать мне в лицо бахчой и каленым степным ветром, бьющим наотмашь -- травы приглашают, приглашают заболеть, помнишь, Денис? Я стираю крупитчатую неровную смесь, вдавливая ноющую лунку в гнездо ладони, и начинаю потихоньку кое-что понимать, хохоча все громче и громче.
Такую штуку от заморского жителя принимаешь с честной благодарностью, надо же, какая вещь красивая и как удружил, и даже задуматься не помедлишь. А вот от славянина ступку с пестиком в дар принять было бы, я думаю, невозможно совершенно, на что это ты мне еще намекаешь.
Tags: farraige
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02:22 pm
conuly
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Here's an article on free-ranging kids, though the author doesn't call it that
It's unusual in that the comments are worth reading.
One that stands out starts thusly:
Teaching in a comm. college, I find that younger students are typically unable to describe the neighborhood they grew up in. Some say they still don't know their own neighborhoods beyond the back yard. Older adults have strong sensory memories of their childhood neighborhoods, and usually enjoy recounting those places, people, and games.
That? That is terrifying.
The kids on this block aren't growing up like that, most of them, which is a great relief to me. Annoying as the local kids are at times, I'd rather see them outside playing than stuck inside all day.
Current Mood: thankful
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10:38 am
deathweasel
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Busy last 7 days or so update of doom
I'm sorry for not posting artwork or "real updates". I've pretty much only updated Facebook via Twitter. I spent an entire week being social and doing all sorts of things I don't normally do. I have some art trade pencils to put up before I mess them up with ink.
Ugh, I get to go back through ORD again...
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11:32 am
conuly
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I forgot about this.
One my way walking to Chelsea Piers yesterday (we really need a new train line further west than the A, that's for sure, but let's see if it ever happens before we're all dust in the grave) I passed by a store. It nearly made me late, and I couldn't figure out why. Chelsea Dentistry isn't that weird a name, is it?
Then I realized it was Chelsea :Dentistry (and yes, they did use a different font for that :D), and I realized how awesome that was.
Current Mood:  cheerful
Tags: random
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10:17 am
unico_love
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5 Gratitudes (9/12/09)
1. Going boating with my mother and her boyfriend
2. Michael arriving
3. Getting further in my game "My World, My Way"
4. Finishing my Self-Esteem book
5. Mrs. Bates being cuddly
Current Location: Living room
Current Mood:  okay
Tags: 5gratitudes
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12:50 pm
farraige
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но по ошибке попал по затылку
В субботу с утра оказалось такое дело, что в магазин -- хочешь не хочешь, а я не хочу, не люблю это дело, тем более по субботам, никогда не понимала рекреационный подход к шоппингу, это же утомительно и нудно, но надо стало -- вот жуть как надо, едва все социальные планы на день не отменила -- пошла. Тут такое дело, что надеть нечего -- только вместо кокетливой головоломки полтора шифоньера и комод, полные барахла негодного размера. Фарриге теперь только в детский отдел отправлять, да и там, если длина годная, так объем купеческий.
Пришла. Выбрала, примерила, на кассу принесла, стою. И со мной еще трое стоят. Я их еще в примерочной услышала -- визжали, хихикали и веселились отделенные перегородочкой от молчаливой меня носительницы наддиалектной формы русского языка. Даже дивно -- не Украина и не Белоруссия, не Сибирь и не север и даже не Питер -- нет, во дают-то. Свои. Уже три раза на трамвае ездили. Из золотых каблуков в ровные кроссовочки переобулись. Без стразиков, без макияжа. Юные -- жуть. Две разной натуральности блондинки и шатеночка стриженая старательно мимикрируют под неказистый островной штандарт.
-- Двести фунтов... это сколько? Тыща? -- Не, сто. -- Да иди-ка. -- Точно сто. Ну, на пятьдесят-то умножь!. -- Щас, -- шатеночка принимается перебирать телефонные кнопочки, -- щас... я же говорю, десять тыщ! Не, ты че, в России за 10 тыщ вообще джинсы не купишь. -- За мной стоя, теснят меня, надвигаются, ближе, ближе, болтают всякую ерунду, совсем зазор между телами пропал, раз пихнули, два, еще пихнули, еще, еще... Одна из блондинок обошла меня слева, встала. Оперлась о прилавок. Ужас. Обступили плотно. О-кру-жи-ли. Дышать стало нечем. Я справляюсь, я размеренно справляюсь, я уговариваю себя, что это на минуточку, сейчас я расплачусь и выйду, куплю себе кофе и пончик, но -- в голове у меня хлопает взрыв, и я, прямая северная я, носитель совершенно иной формальной культуры, тихонечко, аккуратно повернувшись на четверть, говорю:
-- I'm sorry. Would you mind not pushing me.
Че, че она говорит? засуетились девочки. -- Чтоб ее не трогали, сообразила одна из блондинок. -- А ты ее трогала что ли? -- Ну, пихнула немножечко... больная она.
Господи, дура какая, говорит блондинка слева. -- Идиотка, поддакивает ей шатеночка, и укрепляет оценку страдательным причастием, какое я, на тридцать третьем году жизни, вслух произнесла только когда инцидент подружке пересказывала. И больше уже никогда не произнесу.
Надо было, надо повернуться плечами и профессиональным голосом заговорить. Но ведь сказано -- идиотка, и идиотка вторично подавила в себе запоздалый импульс обнаружить русскую речь, которая бы моментально купировала все диагнозы. На улицу вышла, в глазах зеленые кренделя плавают, сердце в неожиданных местах стучит и лучше бы поскорее куда-нибудь присесть. Удивительные какие люди бывают, а. Совершенно к соблюдению параметров нечувствительные.
Tags: anthropology
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12:55 am
rainbow_goddess
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You know....
I wish I had something other than Torchwood to write about in my LJ. My life is really that boring.
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12:25 am
rainbow_goddess
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Writer's Block: Mentor Me
No, I have not. Ironically, my workplace instituted a mentoring system starting with the batch of new employees that came after my batch did. Now I get to be a mentor when new staff come in. I kind of like being a mentor, because it makes me think about how and why I make various decisions about my work.
I'd kind of like to be a mentor to a young Aspie or a newly diagnosed diabetic kid, and I think it sucks that the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation won't accept my offers to volunteer for them because I am neither a cute diabetic child nor the parent of a cute diabetic child.
Tags: writer's block
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09:43 pm
conuly
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An article on whales
Clicky!
( Read more... )
Current Mood: bored
Tags: articles, science
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07:56 pm
conuly
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Got me a problem of sorts, to think over for a while.
Ana went to this program today. 45 minutes of trampoline and 45 minutes of rock climbing. AWESOME! She loved it, big grin on her face the WHOLE time.
Didn't nab a single picture, I'm sorry to say, but that's okay, I plan to go back.
Here's the thing. The group of 14 kids was divided approximately by age. Ana, of course, was in the younger group.
The older group did rock climbing first. I noticed as they did it that all the kids were up on the rock at once, on the part of the rock face that juts out a little and is somewhat more challenging.
When it was Ana's group's turn for the rock, because they were younger, they went in what I could see is the "easy" spot - straight up and down. Unfortunately, that spot (the corner) was small enough that only one kid could go up at a time (this after 15 minutes talking about safety, which was necessary, no argument). So Ana didn't get much climbing in... and as it was, she was getting up there (15 feet!) pretty fast. It wasn't difficult for her at all. (It never is, no type of climbing.)
I totally intend to go again (and get some pictures next time)! She had so much fun! But if they divide roughly by age again, I want her in the group that does more climbing. Watching her and the other kids I think she's ready for it (with the same level of help that the others had, of course), and I know she'd prefer to do more climbing instead of sitting down.
How does one go about requesting this without coming off like one of those people, though? You know, the ones who think their kids are sooooo special rules just don't apply? I don't think there is a hard-and-fast rule here, but I certainly don't want it to seem like I think my niece is just much too advanced, etc. etc. etc.
Current Mood: curious
Tags: daily stuff, kids, questions
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09:42 pm
unico_love
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5 Gratitudes
1. Meeting up with Anna, with April and Phil!
2. Going to the Art Institute
3. Going to the Museum of Science and Industry
4. Feeling a bit better about my weight
5. Doing a lot of walking
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Tori Amos - Datura
Tags: 5gratitudes
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06:14 pm
conuly
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The synopsis would show that this is probably ANOTHER version of "Little Black Sambo"
But probably without the butter.
Tags: books
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10:58 am
conuly
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BTW, I want some icons. I'm looking at the pictures, and I know what I want.
( I want an Ana icon )
( I also want an Evangeline icon )
( And I want one about the two sisters being, well, sisters. )
So, yeah. Three icons.
Looking back at all these old pictures is making me realize something. Two things.
A? I need to take more pictures more often.
B? I sure do take a lot of pictures of the girls with various friends sitting on our porch! You'd think we'd keep it a little better looking....
Current Mood: cheerful
Tags: icons, pictures, requests
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08:01 am
conuly
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OMG THIS IS AWESOME.
I'm going to email them RIGHT NOW and demand to know why they do not offer these parties for grown-ups!
It can be hard to convince people to leave the Island sometimes (no, seriously), but either Evangeline or Ana has got to have a birthday here soon. I AM SO NOT JOKING. I will sell anything short of my soul and body to get them here.
DOES THAT NOT SOUND AWESOME????
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07:31 am
anonoymah
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My computer is dying
My CD-RW now has obsessive-compulsive disorder: it opens and closes itself repetitively for no apparent reason; my computer decided to only let me use a mouse OR keyboard; my DVD-ROM often forgets there’s a CD in it while I’m using it; the hard drive is making “I’m dying!” noises; it can’t handle flash; programs keep freezing/crashing; it needs a 15-minute rest before rebooting (which I now have to do frequently). Time for a new computer?
The most recent issue is that my CD-RW got stuck closed with one of Kaiden’s CD’s in it (fortunately, he’d already ripped the music to his computer). I have a DVD-ROM, but it doesn’t work very well, so I always just used the CD-RW to read discs. When I finally got the drive open, I discovered that the CD had shattered. I took apart my computer, took apart the CD-RW, got every last shard of shattered CD out, reassembled it, put it all back together, and now, it still doesn’t work and on top of that, I wasted all that time removing the broken shards of CD. So. My mom found a laptop at a yard sale for $40. It was a fairly new Dell, but the owner had spilled Coke into the keyboard. Mom and Paul got a replacement keyboard on Ebay for $14.99, replaced it, and have decided to use it as their secondary computer, and to give their desktop to Paul’s niece. I was hoping maybe they’d sell me the laptop, since I need a new computer, but I guess not. They keep insisting that it’s very easy to find a nice computer very cheaply that needs minimal repair at a yard sale, but considering they go to yard sales all the time and in all these years, this is the very first time they’ve found a fairly new and repairable laptop, I beg to differ. I tend to get computers that are 2-4 years old. I’ve never actually had a new computer, always a refurb or someone’s old computer, or, most recently, the manager’s computer from a Comp USA going out of business sale, which I’ve been using for a couple years now. Other than my first computer, I’ve always paid under $250 for a computer. I would like something with XP this time, though. I liked XP before the motherboard on that PC died (I only used it a few months; it was a hand-me-down). Several times now, I have taken apart computers to put the best parts together, only to have a dead motherboard in no time. I think I can get another CD-RW because I think I put a functional one on Kaiden’s grandfather’s (now dead) computer when Kaiden inherited it (he started using it because his motherboard died; when the motherboard on his grandfather’s PC died, I installed a new motherboard in his current desktop). Kaiden has offered to either give me his desktop and get a new one for himself, or get me a new one. I really don’t need a new computer. I’m on dial-up! I just need something that works reliably and isn’t dying. Something that doesn’t freeze and crash and…I want a floppy drive. I’ve never had a PC without a floppy drive (though I could easily put one in). Kaiden’s doesn’t have a floppy drive (he didn’t realize this until after he got it home). I am fine with finding something on Craig’s List for $70 and using it indefinitely. I just need to know what the normal specs for a new computer are, so I can get the best old cheap thing out there right now. Does anyone know what’s normal these days?
Maybe I could fire up the old XP box (I still need the CD), but I cannibalized it so heavily that it's just an empty husk, it'll be much harder than if I just replaced the motherboard initially. I'm just not sure. This one's not quite dead yet. I've got some time to think of something.
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07:11 am
conuly
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I don't usually have weird dreams like this, but I think I just did.
I was randomly building a train set in the (cramped, tiny) White House when my mom called me over to sit in the bath with Evangeline. Obama's kids walked in on us and were *totally* unconcerned, but, in the manner of dreams, I started a new one with no transition whatsoever. I found myself in my sister's real life bedroom (possibly still in the White House) holding two bricks which may have come from the wooden train set. Jenn was inching closer to me (somehow, her room - while looking the same as always - was a lot larger than in real life) and trying to get them, but I was sure something was really weird. Just as I smacked myself on the head to think she turned into Voldemort. I was quite obliging and voluntarily (no torture or Imperius or anything) gave up some useful information (no idea what) to her. Then I died.
It was right when I had to talk to an irritable Severus Snape that I remembered I didn't like Harry's death scene in book 7 and had no intention of reliving it (the other day I actually forgot for a minute that that book had come out already. The feeling of anticipation for something good was pure bliss, I tell you) and woke up.
Tags: dreams
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06:58 pm
yonjuunana
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More moving stuff
So we are probably moving to a townhouse that's literally down the street from us. It sounds like it's a lot bigger and nicer than our current place, it has a garage, it's not much more expensive, it would shave... uhh... about 5-7 minutes of walking off my commute every day (hahaha, hey, it's something!), it will continue to be close to all the nice shops and bus routes I'm used to, we will no longer have to deal with the small, screaming children that just moved into the apartment below us, and it will be a very easy place to move to. I can just walk most of my stuff over. We may go turn in an application tomorrow.
I'm going to see if I can get into the habit of writing while on the bus. I do a lot of knitting, listening to music, thinking, playing DS games... It's not like the commute is a complete waste of my time.
So far, no anxiety about the idea of moving to this place. I really would enjoy a nicer place to live. I think the fact that it's right down the street helps a lot, too.
Current Mood:  okay
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09:05 pm
unico_love
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5 Gratitudes
1. Watching Lust, Caution (but there was a very disturbing scene)
2. Reading Self-Esteem by McKay and Fanning
3. Talking to Izzy on msn
4. Painting the edges of a painting
5. Going for a bike ride
Current Location: Living room
Current Mood: okay
Current Music: Tori Amos - Crazy
Tags: 5gratitudes
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05:12 pm
rainbow_goddess
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This was odd
Sometime around 3:15 - 3:30 this afternoon the power in my apartment went off completely. I hadn't received any disconnection warnings from BC Hydro, so I was pretty sure this wasn't a cutoff because my bill payment was late. (I got a whopping huge rebate on my last bill that rendered May's bill moot, and June's bill was only $20, but I haven't paid July's bill yet.)
Anyway, the power was only off for about two minutes, not even enough time for me to send a text message to Twitter hoping to find out if anyone else had experienced a power failure. However, just like the last time this happened, back on May 25, my computer would not come back on when the power came back on.
I recalled that when this happened back in May, Monster told me that he had fixed it by draining the power from the computer by unplugging it. So I did that, sent another couple of Twitter messages, then plugged it back in again.
Computer would still not restart.
I gave up and called Monster. He told me to unplug the computer and push the power button a couple of times; that should drain the power sufficiently. I tried that; no dice. So Monster said he would come over and test the power supply on the computer.
However, when he arrived a half-hour or so later, the computer turned on just fine when he pushed the power button. He played Kosynka for a bit, created a "guest" profile on the computer for the rare times I might have a guest (like my sister yesterday) who wants to use the computer, and then told me that he can't check to see why the computer is not working when the computer is, in fact, working. He said the computer shouldn't need any kind of "rest" just because the power fails, and he can't explain why the computer won't turn back on right away when there is a sudden power cut.
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03:56 pm
conuly
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The girls are back from their grandmother's house.
I swear, Evangeline grew over the past week. I'll measure them Monday to confirm this!
Tomorrow, this is my plan. Doesn't it sound awesome??? Of course, now that I'm at the website I'm browsing through their camps and cursing the fact that I have no cash. I'm sure Ana would like this one, and nothing could be cuter than seeing Evangeline on ice.
This fall, I'm getting a real job. I don't care what sort of job it is (except that it has to be legal and safe), but I'm getting a real job.
I'm also going to see if I can get Ana or Evangeline any sort of scholarships to classes. Just one each for the year would be good, but... Ana especially is so gifted physically, she can't challenge herself much longer. And Evangeline can hold a tune really well, I can teach her the basics of piano but... *shrug*
Maybe some sort of work exchange thing. I don't know. How does one go about this sort of thing anyway?
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12:19 pm
unico_love
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Intensity
I have always been an intense person. I'm very sensitive and emotional, and I hyperfocus on things. I'm very interested in people and they tie into my perseverations. Because I can get obsessive, that increases my intensity. Sometimes I just go on and on about a topic, sometimes in very emotional ways. I just can't shift my mind. Sometimes my perfectionism takes over and I try to fix everything even when it's not possible. I can be really nice or really mean, though I want to get the "really mean" part under control and handle situations calmly and rationally. Sometimes the intensity is good for my creativity, but sometimes it's a distraction (due to the obsession, etc.) I don't know if I can make myself less intense (or if I want to be -- but getting rid of the crippling depressions would be nice). However, I can work on treating people better and thinking before reacting. I can write things out and then decide how much of my "intensity" to share. I'm supposedly a very complex thinker and feel emotions much more strongly than is normal, according to my regular psychologist. It's difficult to argue logically with me, but it's also very difficult to alter my emotions. I am very stubborn in my thoughts and feelings. I hope to improve the way I relate to others and to remain more psychologically stable, though I will probably always be intense. I know I'm not for everyone... But some people seem to tolerate it.
Current Location: Computer desk
Current Mood:  contemplative
Current Music: Tori Amos - Crazy
Tags: me, personality, psychology
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08:34 am
fionnghal
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More Elissa stuff for this weekend
We have another overnight scheduled so I’m going down there on Saturday afternoon for that.
Read the rest of this entry » Mirrored from Pen's Chaotic Blog.
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01:46 am
rainbow_goddess
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Possible spoilers for David Tennant's finale as the Doctor
Rumoured spoilers for final Tennant Doctor Who episode
( If RTD hasn't pissed me off enough already )
Tags: doctor who
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09:50 pm
unico_love
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5 Gratitudes
1. Helping my mother paint a room in her father's old house
2. Doing work in The Self-Esteem Workbook
3. Finished reading A.D. 62: Pompeii
4. Another great mental health day
5. Michael's anniversary gifts arriving in the mail today
Current Location: Living room
Current Mood:  good
Current Music: Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven
Tags: 5gratitudes
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06:57 pm
yonjuunana
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Fiction / subjective reality / dissociation / multiplicity / whatever filter?
I keep changing my opinion on whether I want to set up a filter for posts about the subjective reality and dissociation stuff I've been talking about lately. On one hand, I like being open about things. On the other hand, I'm still really in the figuring-things-out phase, I've been holding back a bit (okay, a lot) due to worries that I'll alienate people (if I haven't already :P), and do wish I could have a place to write about some of the weirder stuff going on in my head without censoring myself.
Yeah, I think I will create that filter. At least for now. Comment if you want to be added. I'll give one warning, which is that if you're not a fiction-oriented person or interested in atypical neurology, the stuff I write might just seem totally weird. But I'll add anyone who's interested.
(I've also gotten some new lj friends lately, so I'll mention here again that I have a TMI filter, and you can comment to be added to that as well.)
Current Mood:  nervous
Current Music: Fanfarlo - The Walls Are Coming Down
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01:28 am
redshira
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oh and IF YOU ARE IN OR NEAR LONDON and you LIKE TO LAUGH
Go and see this thing! Comecidal Lolocaust! I would totally be going except, er, I live in the wrong country.
For the link-shy among you, here be the blurb und info (no photo for you ftb I has the dodgy interwebs):
The Jokerists
Comecidal Lolocaust
Fresh and tart stand-up comedy from the inimitable Rose Watt (slapstick ninja mistress), the incomparable Holly Burns (scientist and fashionista), and the irredeemable Del Des Anges (do not feed or disturb).
Please allow plenty of time for digestion: fairy cakes offered to survivors, suitable for 15+
* Sun 9 Aug 2009, 4:15pm The Camden Head
* Mon 10 Aug 2009, 4:15pm The Camden Head
* Tue 11 Aug 2009, 4:15pm The Camden Head
Dudes. I am not generally a stand-up comedy (ahahaha I just typed vomedy by mistake and if Del
is involved THAT MAY NOT BE TOO FAR FROM THE TRUTH) type of person, but I can personally vouch for Del being one of the funniest people I know, in whose company I am often to be found having trouble breathing due to her hilarity. By which I mean, if you are able to go to this thing and you do not, you are a fool. Seriously dudes, I even list her as one of my interests in my userinfo.
ILU DEL. IN THE FACE.
Tags: awesome people, comecidal lolocaust, del, pimping
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01:14 am
farraige
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Хроники украденного времени
.dk
Невидимый, недоступный ленивый июль надувал занавескины щеки парусом, манил детскими голосами с улицы, обещая сказочные уровни свободы – затворенные на засов долгие волжские песчаные часы с тех самых пор, когда было известно, что собак гонять может каждый, собирать крыжовник может всякий, а ты, избранница в заточении, занимайся ежедневно на инструменте, летом можно и по четыре часа вместо шести, но тем не менее, давай-ка, давай.
А в разверстую балконную дверь пылало сонным зноем днем и гомоном по вечерам, пел этажом ниже соседский петух и сквозило тушеными овощами, и там, за кисеей в условно-луговом орнаменте, шла беззаботная жизнь.
В привычной изоляции мы прервали эту недозволенность в девяносто-не-скажу-каком году, это было бы лишним, просто мы стали достаточно взрослы и разумны, чтобы произвольно расчерчивать летние месяцы, и знали, что в полдень, расквитавшись с обязательствами, можно сесть в автобус и поехать через весь город, можно зайти на базар и купить мороженого и огромную бутыль лимонада, и запивать ими бесконечный MTV, от которого часами ожидали ценных любимых клипов. Иногда и эта система сбоила, я приезжала к двум и заставала тебя в шортах и с веником в руках, и ты сознавалась, что встала только в двенадцать... но время, томное бесконечное летнее время, было нашим, и мы низали его на ждущих помощи с закруткой вишни родителей, считая от банки к банке, и яростно, самозабвенно, сытно ленились в тихих городских промежутках, неудобно пристраивая голову на голые золотые колени.
Стеклянные слайды сложились крутой вертикалью, обожгли снова ушедшим солцеворотом, наросли отчаяние и лень, когда я захлопнула книжку и презентацию и сказала: забери меня, а? И послушный ласковый ангел ждал меня, наспех одевающуюся, под жидким безжалостным солнцем северного пригорода, и мы выехали в поля и встроились в неожиданную пробку, где впущенный в окно ветер полоскал ангеловы волосы, светлые без желтизны, промывая нас замершим зноем и поющей травой.
Мы ели изумрудную спаржу, я сама принесла пучок, нынешнего сезона урожай, сама бланшировала строгие девяносто секунд, уходящие в лавандовую патину стрелочки не должны утратить бодрости, и перекладывала себе на тарелку, стремясь не растерять лимонно-сливочной заливки, а ангел брал прямо пальцами, подставляя ладонь, и только тогда я сказала: хочу бесконечный день, сколько можно работать, давай лениться? Мы поставили вентилятор и в понарошечном полумраке позднего полудня ленились, тыкались в книжки, стараясь воссоздать связный смысл из набранных вразнобой цитат, запредельно интеллектуальный досуг, утилизировали бибисишный IPlayer за неимением того телека с тем MTV, пока я цеплялась и достраивала себе то, что упустила так много лет назад, теперь обращаясь не к тому, не туда, не затем. Глупое дело, но даже из альтернативного материала порой можно слепить целостную, убедительную имитацию нужного счастья.
Ангел, знающий все, говорит: "нет у девочки беды, которую нельзя было бы унять шоколадным тортом", и я, равнодушная к сладкому, выбираю кондитерскую, прощая ему этот легкий мисогинизм, мы становимся островком разнородной очереди, пока он перебирает отданные ему пальцы заведенной за спину руки. Мимо шел мальчик, лопотал что-то в телефон, белая футболочка, опрятный, как картиночка, когда мою руку сдавило так, что аж хрустнуло, сделалось темно и холодно в животе. Ангел, ты чего, говорю. Ангел? Беспокойно крутя стиснутым поврежденным запястьем, я повернулась к нему, но на мои поднятые глаза ангел не отозвался никак, точеное северное лицо было неизменно ровно. Помогая ему сберечь контекст, я спросила: это знакомый? – переморгнул ангел, возвращая мне ясные глаза, дыхание и старательную четкую жизнь. – "А?"
Дальше можно только снимать ложечкой пену с припорошенного орнаментальной сладостью, против моей воли, кофе, глядеть в окно, за которым полураздетые бездельницы толкают коляски, и возвращать честный и болезненно-чистый взгляд. Нельзя вскинуться и завыть: да за что, где моя вина? как ты со мной так, ровно, правильно и бесчеловечно? У нас, аргументаторов, осмысленного и терпеливого книжного народца с огромной составляющей невозмутимого терпения так не принято, мы даже терзаемся когда не самостоятельно, то сдержанно и стройно. Но я знаю, что мироздание снова нашло, как соблюсти необходимый гомеостаз, мироздание рачительно ограничилось тем же самым актерским составом, опытным и привычным. Как и всегда, оно было безжалостно, экономично и мудро, в заботе разве что о ровности и общем смысле основного узора.
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04:48 pm
mizemm
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Thank you Conuly for this link!
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02:53 pm
old_cutter_john
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Totally outrageous!
Sharon Nichols is back at work as an emergency services operator in Detroit. Before she was fired last time around, she messed up so badly that she was actually convicted by a jury on a criminal charge of willful neglect, after Sherrill Turner died of heart failure while Sharon told Sherrill's five-year-old son to quit playing with the telephone. She might have even got away with that, but the second time the boy called, Sharon sent the police over to scold him in person, and they found Sherrill's body. Anyway, like the song says, "Go back, Jack, do it again."
Current Location: home
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10:53 am
rainbow_goddess
![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/60571723/445464) [Link] | My sister might be coming over at some point today, bringing my niece and probably my niece's boyfriend. Sister asked me if I could help my niece with Algebra 11. I'm thinking: you want one person with NLD to help another person with NLD with math? Granted, I think I got either a high C-plus or a B in Algebra 11, but that was 24 years ago!
Monster said he would help. He's better at math than I am. He doesn't have NLD. However, he doesn't have a lot of patience with those of us who do.
I applied for a job yesterday as a "legislative counsel assistant." It was advertised as a job for legal secretaries, but very few of the duties were legal secretary duties; the largest percentage of duties involved proofreading, editing and formatting legislation -- which is interesting, because they already have legislative editors to do those tasks. Maybe this is one of those cases in which they take duties from higher-paid people and give them to lower-paid people to save money.
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11:49 am
deathweasel
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I've got a match, your embrace and my collapse
I've been in Ames for the last 3 days. It's been really great. I like staying busy. Maybe it's the people I work with; I feel energized for being here. I got to see my friends. I saw Kevin, Lisa, Babak, and Russ, but not his girlfriend because I crashed last night and she wasn't feeling well. I bought Spore. I've only signed on World of Warcraft looking for Isaac. He's too good for instant messenger services, you know. I looked at apartments and found one that is more than sufficient. I still need to sign the contract.
So this is not a big block of text, I will now make some new paragraphs.
My brother is mentally ill and has not been doing well for the last 3 months or so. He was in the VA hospital for tests last week (good!), but signed himself out AMA. He called my Dad to come get him without telling him that he's signed out AMA, so my dad drove up to Waco for nothing. I don't know where he is, but I do know that he's found a computer. I was worried he was totally destitute, but I feel a little better now. What disturbs me to this day is that my parents have officially run out of energy to bother with him, even if I offer what help I can. He's officially "on his own". This is so unreal.
Alex, you lied. I thought I'd call you on that, you know.
I joined Twitter and Friendfeed and attached all that to Facebook. I could take that one step further like Kate does, but I find that idea annoying.
This is what I mean by 'acid rock'. I can't find this on iTunes. :-(
Current Mood:  busy
Current Music: The United States of America - Garden of Earthly Delights
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12:46 pm
conuly
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And some pictures from last summer.
There's a few more I want 'dul to scan in, I'll ask him specifically later.
Now, these pictures are from disposable cameras that were over a year old and that had spent some time in the sun. (Like, three days in a hot car in California!) The quality of the pictures is therefore not so hot.
However, if you pretend I did this on purpose they're actually kinda cool and a bit artsy. So let's go with that, shall we?
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We have this totally awesome picture of the whole family that Jenn needs to crop so I can post it.
Current Mood: cheerful
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