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[15 Nov 2009|12:51am] |
I'm making lace gloves for Renee's wedding. I hope she'll like them. Today, I took care of sick family, played in my garden and did house chores. I was sad because I am tired and mix them up even when I know that is why. I am sad-ish. Boo.
plusses: -had a good work review on Friday -designed some awesome logos -did a load of laundry. Yes this is an accomplishment as I have low motivation and am considering how many times one should wear an outfit so as to trim need for laundry. Also considering nudity. - maintained cool during daughter's brat child moments and there were many today.
I so wish I was interesting right now.
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[13 Nov 2009|03:50pm] |
This is B, posting from mom's account to tell all of her friends that nobody appreciates my artistic genius.
It's unfair.
I'd've posted from my own journal but all of elnigma's friends should know of this travesty.
This has been a public service announcement.
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| In Flanders Field |
[11 Nov 2009|11:11am] |
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.
(Lt. Col. John Alexander McCrae, MD)
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[10 Nov 2009|08:19pm] |
So is hot sauce the greatest thing ever created ever? Or is it just me?
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| mitts |
[09 Nov 2009|10:16pm] |
I made a cashmere blend yummy reading mitt..and lost the second ball of wool. I am fretful for the loss. Waa!
I held the twins tonight who are "settling" a bit at the almost 6 week mark.They smell so good and I kissed them over and over until they fell asleep. !Pide a dios! In 1 more week they will be awake with that "now and zen" alert baby gaze that is so disarming and humbling at the same time.
I will now go to sleep to chase sheep in my dreams.
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| Who is the newest writer for Skeptical Inquirer? I AM! |
[09 Nov 2009|03:54pm] |
Over the past few weeks I've been talking with Skeptical Inquirer Magazine about writing reviews for skeptics on their website. I'm elated to say the kinks have been worked out and it's official; I'm their voice in the dark (theater). This is a fantastic opportunity for me to write for people like me and I couldn't be more excited that it is with SI. It's more than a little embarassing how much I've been dancing around my house, the store, in bed, at the DMV, and in my car.
This is a huge opportunity for me, no only because this jumps me from strictly online reviews to potentially print but it also puts my foot in the door to write about things that really matter to me in the future. I am by far the most average person at the magazine, which is mostly written by phd's, professors, and well respected scientists, etc. It essentially spring boards me into a new league of both writers and skeptics. It is an amazing jump in status, credibility and opportunity. I'm psyched.
I hope you read some of my reviews or even subscribe to the magazine.
http://www.csicop.org/publications
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[09 Nov 2009|08:33am] |
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Last week, I had a big cooking day. I have been reading a book I checked out of the library. It is called: "Once a Month Cooking". I started with the two week plan since that covers a pay period and was able to cook and freeze 16 meals in about five or six hours.
Corey is paid on the last day of the month and on the 15th of each month. The mortgage payment is due on the first of each month, and combined with groceries, eats up the paycheck. I decided to plan and shop for a month's worth of groceries to be delivered on the 15th of this month. That will leave us with some spending money on the first of next month because we will already have entrees bought and prepared for that pay period. It will amount to a very busy cooking day, but I am confident that I can do it.
I bet Shirley could (she was famous for her cooking skills and endless energy).
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[09 Nov 2009|08:30am] |
I was able to find the on-line obituary for Aunt Shirley here.
Her memorial service was beautiful. She was greatly loved.
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| Slice of life |
[08 Nov 2009|12:02pm] |
In case you wondered, dear local friends, why I have not been seeing you much lately, I am spending my time answering questions that look like this:
"Reaction of 3,3-dimethyl-1-butene with hydrogen iodide yields two compounds A and B, each having the molecular formula C6H13I, in the ratio AB=90:10. Compound A, on being heated with potassium hydroxide in n-propyl alcohol, gives only 3,3-dimethyl-1-butene. Compound B undergoes elimination under these conditions to give 2,3-dimethyl-2-butene as the major product. Draw the structure for compound B."
And for about a half hour at a time they are totally and perfectly comprehensible, and then my brain jams and leaves me staring at pig latin.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
It will help VERY much to switch to a different class schedule in the winter, I think, that concentrates my classes all in the middle of the week. This stuff is at my complexity level, and I should be able to work through it faster, but I've been running up a sleep deficit that really gets in the way.
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| If that's what we have to do... |
[08 Nov 2009|09:35am] |
So, we can have public health care, but can we live with ourselves in the morning?
I can, once the rest of this is sorted out, but I think it's going to require me to donate $10 a month to Planned Parenthood, or another organization which provides access to abortion for women who cannot afford expensive private health plans: the ones who are most at risk from rape and abuse; the ones most in danger of conceiving children they cannot raise or care for. I encourage anyone who supports the rights of women, and can afford this small contribution (or a larger or smaller one), to do likewise. This year has proven to me so many times over that people will take care of each other in the absence of external resources.
If all of us who care band together over this one thing, its absence from national health care will cease to matter. If your conscience agrees with mine, please think about what you can do personally towards solving this problem.
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| Annnnd... my Doctor Who brain just slammed back on. |
[07 Nov 2009|11:04pm] |
It's weird how my obsessions kick in and out so forcefully. With the next David Tennant special coming up in a week, I'm suddenly haunted again and the story is running around in my head once more. Yesterday it wasn't -- yesterday, I checked my fic archive and wished I could write more, but didn't feel "there".
This kind of internal travel between storyworlds is what I got my tattoo about - though it is about many things, really.
I just took a look at some stills with Eleven. (For those of you strenuously avoiding spoilers, I'll cut, although I'm not really spoiling anything other than the casting and wardrobe.) ( Read more... )
EDIT: And yes, I know each regeneration is not always literally younger than the preceding - but check out this, yo:

Indeed, I made a scatterplot in the OpenOffice equivalent of Excel, because I am a dork and have been doing a lot of this in lab reports lately. The trendline equation, if you must know, is f(x)=-2.09x+54.09. *blushes scarlet*
I took data points from the middle of each actor's run, and the newcomer's current age since we don't know how long his run will be yet.
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| Ahahahaha WHAT. |
[07 Nov 2009|03:06pm] |
rm brought to my attention the community kinkfreezone, a fan fiction comm where such lewd behaviors as flirting by making eye contact, speaking in a sexy voice, and being a tomboy (or a guy with nail polish!) are prohibited. So is "discomfort during sex." I am not kidding. Their guidelines leave me uncertain whether if these people have ever actually had sex, or been to a major urban area for that matter.
So I wrote them a nice little drabble. Let's see how long it stays up. Okay, they took it down. The story is about as worksafe as the icon on this post. Comments may be less so. ( Here y'go. )
EDIT: Well, with much flouncing, the maintainer has now edited the community rules to not be all "we hates the trans", so - credit where credit is due. I appreciate it, and would say so except that she locked the comments. She doesn't seem to have cleaned out the other ridiculous stuff, oddly enough, but at least the thing is no longer quite so actively offensive. So yay.
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| Before Noon! |
[07 Nov 2009|01:31pm] |
1. Got Lord Arux out the door for dual auditions for same commercial (singing and speaking parts).
2. Went to the gym.
3. Showered.
4. Heard horrendous dog fight outside. Neighbor comes to door, hand dripping with blood.
5. Cleaned and bandaged up neighbor, sent her to hospital. (She insisted she could drive.)
6. Started laundry.
7. Accosted by French Jehovah's Witnesses at my door, looking for the previous tenant, Brigit. (Big weird fucking mystery SOLVED.)
8. And...OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE...we're now having a tremor!
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