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Just a general FYI that my compy time is currently limited due to:

1) nerve pain goes AHAHAHAHAHA NOPE to too much hand use, and it's sliiiightly more forgiving if I use an actual keyboard/monitor than a laptop or tablet (where my neck is bent and hands more squished).

2) the primary monitor on our tower computer has not been turning on, and I have not had spoons to troubleshoot and partner has been working lots of hours now there is gardening. Yay for now it is working! but since it's been fixed and then nope'd several times the past couple weeks, I am withholding judgement. (Apparently we may need a new video card with more HDMI ports, different cables, and/or a different monitor to solve permanently which takes time which she is short of.)

3) I could use my mom's computer, except my dad is working out of that office so NOPE (because when he's not working, generally she needs that computer).

I am also somewhat bored out of my mind because having your hands out of commission is for me one of the most annoying body parts to be on strike. Also feet. Which for me are borderline on strike. (Like, I can go on short walks and am supposed to but only after I stretch them out a bunch and roll a tennis ball under them which super hurts and thus I'm like, "I know this will ultimately feel better but uuuugh I hate you plantar fasciitis." Also why getting out of bed is kind of a dare for myself like, "OK yes you can deal with the first few steps srsly." Though, uh, having hungry cats demanding food does reduce the procrastination.)

ANYWAY request goes thusly: activities one can do that require limited hands and/or transportation to places to do them (i.e. pool is a nope sorry; please do not discuss pools with me it's just a Thing due to asshole doctors). Like *I want to be knitting* for copes with all the stress, but until the nerve flare thing goes down that is ultimately a bad idea.

Current activities include:
  • binge watching Netflix (currently so bored of this option)
  • mental exercises such as "spot the historical inaccuracies in this piece of historical fiction" ("Could one grow a second crop of cabbages if you planted them on Guy Fawkes night in New England? Like, could you even harvest them before winter?" "Wait what kind of is that dress made of? OK, yes, she would totally have worn that then as a Loyalist. OK, well played costumers." etc.)
  • random stretching (procrastinating on this one because of initial pain deterrent even though I know later it will usually feel better)
  • some walking (it's more interesting if I *go* somewhere, but driving is also not great atm)
  • playing with cats (with time limits)
  • snuggling cats
  • reading (while I can hold reading materials)
  • endlessly refreshing email and/or websites I read regularly
  • thinking about a potential writing project and debating whether I have the hands to type it and how much I hate Dragon Naturally Speaking, its cost, how I have hated it in the past, and how none of my machines will run it, etc.
  • attempting to keep up with mandatory housework (litterboxes, laundry, toilet bowl)
  • running errands with my partner when she is not working (srsly she has had like no time off since gardening season started, which is entirely her own doing not that I blame her)

A year ago on Unclutterer

Apr. 19th, 2015 02:15 pm
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Posted by PJ Doland

2013

  • Avoiding magazine clutter
    How do you keep from being overwhelmed by magazines coming into your home? Jeri offers tips for keeping magazines from becoming clutter.

2011

  • Mail sorting solutions
    The first goal is to put a sorting system in place so the mail has a place to go immediately upon entering the house.

2010

2009

  • Chalk it up!
    Chalkboards to keep you on track with your goals.

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Two signal-boosts:

First: Free Admission to ITHACON40/Pippi to Ripley3, the Ithaca College Campus, Saturday May 2, 2015 10am-5pm. Special Guests: Bruce Coville and Laura Lee Gulledge. Free kids workshops include: comic drawing workshops, fantasy writing, steampunk art, superhero cape making, star wars armor workshop, Japanese sword, Belly Dance, Pathfinder RPG game, Game Space, and Zombie Ballroom.

ITHACON40 full guest lineup; Pippi to Ripley full program.

Plus a Friday evening event (also free):

7:00-9:00 Panel on Women Making Comics (Klingenstein Lounge, Ithaca College Campus Center), with Laura Lee Gulledge, Morgan McKenzie (published as “Maegan Cook”), and Danielle (Ielle) Palmer.

Pippi to Ripley is where I gave my Mary Sue talk a couple years ago; I can't make it this year, but if you can, check it out.

Second: the Tiptree Award is expanding into Fellowships, to "support the development of new work, in any form or genre, that uses speculative narrative to expand or explore our understanding of gender, especially in its intersections with race, nationality, class, disability, sexuality, age, and other categories of identification and structures of power" ($500 year, two recipients). The application process is being developed in coordination with micha cárdenas; applications are expected to be opened at the upcoming WisCon (May 22-25, 2015).
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Posted by boyhowdy


beachincorolla


Forever this will be the year we cut it almost too fine, working ourselves too close to exhaustion trying to juggle illness, worklife, the desperate hobbies of the well-intentioned. The week came and went in a blur, and suddenly there we were, just across the Chesapeake Bridge Tunnel, taking turns at the wheel despite shared exhaustion, both of us struggling to stay awake as the rain came and went in the dead miles of Virginia, past fields and factories we’ve passed a dozen times, but never seen in daylight.

We made it, of course: to the beach for sunrise, breakfast in the tiny village of Corolla, through the long tired hours before the rental property delivers the keys. Now we are in the house on the lagoon, the same one we have rented for almost a decade. The osprey wheels just yards from this porch, his spiral hypnotic and soothing; the turtles snooze in the sun; across the lagoon, something – a beaver? a fish? – splashes by the bank. The day slows. The soul lags, even as we ply the day with moments, ice cream, beach walks, the children struggle with the buzz that makes boredom of stillness. But the bright horizon brims with the peace we need, and the shared communion we crave.

Soon the others will come: my father, and his companion; my brother; two families of friends next door. Until then, the stress of the world lifts slowly, like the fog burning off the beach at dawn. Here’s a soundtrack to ease us into it: over a hundred songs in all, contained within our six previous collections of songbook coverage by, from and about The Carolinas and their rich history of artists and musicians.

Carolina Coverfolk, Volumes 1-6



Bonus track: North Carolina native Seth Avett and Jessica Lea Mayfield take on Miss Misery live on World Cafe in celebration of their new (and quite excellent) Elliott Smith tribute album.



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screen capture of 'Another Sunday'When Leonard and I lived in the Bay Area and drove south to Bakersfield to see his mom every few months, he got a satellite radio subscription. I'd navigate the music channels and look at the device to see the name of the artist and ask him to guess. When he couldn't tell, he often guessed "REM" (for loud stuff) or "Belle & Sebastian" (for quiet stuff).

Right now I'm working on an ambitious fanvidding project and am thus watching a bunch of other ambitious fanvids (e.g., chaila's "Watershed", danegen's "Around the Bend", counteragent's "Coin Operated Boy") to take notes on technique (e.g., exactly how many 100%-dark frames serve as a good stutter in frightening montages, versus how many blank frames help reset the eye and prepare it for a new sequence). Just now I was watching "Another Sunday" by Jescaflowne, set to "We Built This City" by Jefferson Starship. I checked the timecode scrubber. "Hey Leonard," I said facetiously. "Did you know that rock songs used to be four and a half minutes long?"

He looked at my screen as we made up Freakonomics-worthy nonsensical explanations of why this used to be the case. "What show is that?"

"Stargate Atlantis."

At this, Leonard developed a hypothesis that Stargate Atlantis and Supernatural are like REM and Belle & Sebastian, viz., if he can't tell what fandom a vid is, and there are spaceships and lots of guns, it's SGA, and if there are no spaceships and nearly no guns, it's Supernatural.

As a data point, I've watched zero SGA and one ep of SPN ("Fan Fiction"), but have spent happy hours enjoying fic and vids about both, particularly the critical readings -- if you're waiting for Ann Leckie's next Ancillaryverse installment, you could do worse than reading "Second Verse (Same as the First)" by Friendshipper/Sholio. I wonder whether the same thing will happen to me with Teen Wolf.

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crossposted from Cogito, Ergo Sumana

screen capture of 'Another Sunday'When Leonard and I lived in the Bay Area and drove south to Bakersfield to see his mom every few months, he got a satellite radio subscription. I'd navigate the music channels and look at the device to see the name of the artist and ask him to guess. When he couldn't tell, he often guessed "REM" (for loud stuff) or "Belle & Sebastian" (for quiet stuff).

Right now I'm working on an ambitious fanvidding project and am thus watching a bunch of other ambitious fanvids (e.g., chaila's "Watershed", danegen's "Around the Bend", counteragent's "Coin Operated Boy") to take notes on technique (e.g., exactly how many 100%-dark frames serve as a good stutter in frightening montages, versus how many blank frames help reset the eye and prepare it for a new sequence). Just now I was watching "Another Sunday" by Jescaflowne, set to "We Built This City" by Jefferson Starship. I checked the timecode scrubber. "Hey Leonard," I said facetiously. "Did you know that rock songs used to be four and a half minutes long?"

He looked at my screen as we made up Freakonomics-worthy nonsensical explanations of why this used to be the case. "What show is that?"

"Stargate Atlantis."

At this, Leonard developed a hypothesis that Stargate Atlantis and Supernatural are like REM and Belle & Sebastian, viz., if he can't tell what fandom a vid is, and there are spaceships and lots of guns, it's SGA, and if there are no spaceships and nearly no guns, it's Supernatural.

As a data point, I've watched zero SGA and one ep of SPN ("Fan Fiction"), but have spent happy hours enjoying fic and vids about both, particularly the critical readings -- if you're waiting for Ann Leckie's next Ancillaryverse installment, you could do worse than reading "Second Verse (Same as the First)" by Friendshipper/Sholio. I wonder whether the same thing will happen to me with Teen Wolf.

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So, I am working on my [livejournal.com profile] seasonal_spuffy fic. On the one hand, excepting half of one relatively short scene, the draft is complete and pushing 27,000 words. On the other hand, I literally figured out what the story is "about" as I was writing the very final paragraph. Which means the task now lies ahead of me of nipping and tucking an otherwise relatively entertaining but generally straightforward plot into thematic significance, argh. Too many times this has happened to me, but it is a lesson in just writing for the sake of writing, because eventually I always do figure out the point of a story, whether it's at the wire or not, and I think those ones are sometimes more effective than the fics where I know what I'm on about as I go along. Or maybe not. Will see.

I also have to go into work this afternoon so that I can at least pretend everything is ready for me to abandon an incredibly busy start of term for four days and swan off to Denmark for a conference. The timing, it is not good, but I've never been to Denmark, it's a chance to meet up with some people and present on something new; and most things work over email anyway... Tralala. ... :/
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Today's plans:

11AM-12:15PM: Yoga
2PM-3/3:30PM: Late lunch with fangirls
4PM-8PM: Furious 7 and dinner with college friend
8:30PM-???: Birthday gathering for former coworker

These aren't including travel times. I think I may have accidentally overscheduled myself juuust a little. Considering I still need to, you know, run errands like going food shopping and buying more work clothes. I'm just not used to having weekends off, so when people are like, "Here's a thing," I'm like, "OH, LET ME GO TO THAT THING! I CAN GO TO THE THING NOW."

A good problem to have, to be sure.

In other news, I've been a lot more active on twitter recently. I resolved to do it after MJ, and for some reason it stuck this time. You can find me at [twitter.com profile] unfinishedidea losing my mind about hockey.

I also watched my first hockey game (Pens vs. Rangers) last night, which, as it turns out, was a GREAT game to watch but SUPER STRESSFUL. I don't understand how people do this all the time. I was intending to clean my room while I was watching, but ended up sitting by my computer clutching my face for a lot of it. I will probably watch the next game! I just might need inject chamomile tea into my veins first.

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Apr. 19th, 2015 09:43 am
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I didn't do much yesterday. Mostly, I poked around AO3 and read mediocre fic. I spent a couple of hours working on links for [community profile] metanews, but I stopped when I hit the two big lumps of saved off links-- More Hugo Awards stuff and a bunch of Tumblr posts about a Sherlock con called 221B Con where there was recently some nastiness that has spilled over into Tumblr in a fairly big way. I haven't dug very far into the 221B Con stuff and probably won't, but I have enough links to give people an introduction of sorts. It's just that, yesterday, I couldn't face tackling either group of links. I also haven't yet touched the blog feed, and that's going to be time consuming.

I'm debating whether to risk another shower today or whether to take a bath instead. A shower has the advantage of getting me cleaner, but it might make my ankle hurt worse tomorrow. A bath will probably be a lot easier on my ankle, and Scott is home in case I need help. I just don't really like baths unless, for some reason, I need to soak in hot water for a while. It's warm enough right now that I don't feel any urge to do that.

Scott suddenly realized, about 7:00 last night, that he hadn't yet cooked dinner and that he didn't have everything he needed to make the turkey burgers he'd promised Cordelia. Instead, he cooked chicken. Cordelia wasn't particularly pleased, but she ate it. We'll have turkey burgers tonight, most likely.

Sunday mornings are difficult-- I'm generally out of ripe bananas (Scott buys some on Saturday, but they're usually not quite ready to eat on Sunday. Also, he only gets five or six at a time, and that only works out if I eat something else on Sunday) and so don't have anything easy for breakfast. Scott makes pancakes or waffles eventually, but those usually aren't done by the time I'm supposed to eat (half an hour after my morning medications). This morning, I couldn't find anything portable except a bowl of goldfish crackers. That's far from ideal, but I suppose it will hold me until there are waffles.

There's someone in Yuletide chat who, back in February, offered to take a look at one of my WIP. I put in on Google docs and gave them permission to edit. Then they vanished from chat for two months and didn't reply to the one email query I sent. They've returned to chat just this week but haven't said anything to me. I'm trying to decide if I should query or not. I mean, they're by no means obligated to look at my stuff or to talk to me about it. I'm quite clear on that. I just wonder if they even remember. I doubt it was as important to them as to me (I think a lot more about my writing than anybody else does or should), and something kept them away from chat for two months. I suspect whatever it was was important to them.

Fishing

Apr. 19th, 2015 01:26 pm
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Are there any fishers here who would like to take me fishing with them one Sunday this summer in, say a fish pond in north London or somewhere else within reasonable distance of here?

This is all part of my desire to see if being an accomplice to taking an animal from running/swimming around freely to sitting on my plate can help drive me further towards vegetarianism, a path I've been stalled on for some years now.

First I tried to see shechita performed in an abbatoir, but the people I contacted were extremely suspicious and weren't having any of it. Then, when I mentioned this to R. Eiran Davies​, he said he'd invite me along next time he shechted a chicken for the woman [personal profile] ewt calls the Chicken Lady, but then she ran out of chickens, and by the time she'd got more, Eiran had left the country; so I'm now trying to re-start the process, but with a still more modest aim.

Fish do have an advantage for me though: Shechita not being required, and the animal not being fleishik, I could be directly responsible for the fish's death then take it home and cook and eat it myself.

PS: No Nirvana quotes, please; it's not factually correct.

~Or we could make... stickenade

Apr. 19th, 2015 04:00 am
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Ugh I can't stay focused on anything lately, my mind keeps jumping everywhere to random little distractions, just can't FOCUS ON ANY ONE THING UGH. I feel like I'm not making any progress, it's v frustrating.
(Bad dreams last night, just like I said! Didn't wake up though)

I did draw something at least! It feels like it's been a while. Just a little thing. There's this guy on Steven Universe that looks a lot like Juan Corrida, so I like pretending that's who he is, and as such I am SUPER HYPED that Jamie the mailman is getting an episode. SUPER HYPED. IT'S SORT OF LIKE JUAN'S GETTING AN EPISODE okay it's nothing like that but let me dream, okay

So here's a quick thing I did for it )

In other news, on the 20th, it will have been 9 years since Mother 3 came out! Which sort of blows my mind. I should probably split up my EB/Mother 3 tags at some point, eh. ANYWAY Starmen.net put out a call for Mother 3 stuff, so I thought I'd post some gifs from a project I was working on a year or so ago.

A revamp of sorts )

Sunday WTF?

Apr. 19th, 2015 10:25 am
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Posted by Fred Clark

2 Kings 6:24-29

Some time later King Ben-hadad of Aram mustered his entire army; he marched against Samaria and laid siege to it. As the siege continued, famine in Samaria became so great that a donkey’s head was sold for eighty shekels of silver, and one-fourth of a kab of dove’s dung for five shekels of silver. 

Now as the king of Israel was walking on the city wall, a woman cried out to him, “Help, my lord king!”

He said, “No! Let the Lord help you. How can I help you? From the threshing-floor or from the wine press?” But then the king asked her, “What is your complaint?”

She answered, “This woman said to me, ‘Give up your son; we will eat him today, and we will eat my son tomorrow.’ So we cooked my son and ate him. The next day I said to her, ‘Give up your son and we will eat him.’ But she has hidden her son.”

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