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I just attempted to step into a bra. Not even with the hooks done. I held out the bra, lowered it toward the floor, raised my right leg a little, and went wait a minute.
This one wins. I'm not sure what it wins, but it wins.
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Model monstrous Lovecraftian architecture and landscape -- sculpted in cheese!
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( Thursday - some angst )
Friday was excellent. I finished up the 18 hours or so of cooking our Friday feast required by around 3pm, though we started eating by around 2:30. By "we" I mean myself, Dad, Evan, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) seishonagon, thespooniest, and their housemate S, a good number that left room to get back and forth between the food in the kitchen and the areas of eating. Between Wednesday night, Thursday night, and Friday morning/afternoon...
I made:
Turkey with white wine and butter to baste
Fruit and nut stuffing and pan gravy, using a recipe acquired from rushthatspeaks
Mashed potatoes with butter, heavy cream, and fresh garlic
String beans lightly steamed with butter and fresh garlic
Baked macaroni and cheese, including a previously made and baked seasoned cream sauce
Caramelized carrots
Mincefruit pie, including the crust
Apple butter pumpkin pie, including the crust
Apple pie, including a different crust that didn't turn out as well as I'd have liked
Baked brie with almond slivers and parsley
Candied yams
Corn muffins (from a box mix)
Cranberry sauce (from a can)
And Dad made:
Two pumpkin pies with prepared crusts
Mincemeat pie with prepared crust and prepared mincemeat
Waldorf salad
...so we had plenty of food, and several of us fell into food comas or became barely-walking food zombies. Yay, brains. ...I mean, yay, food.
Saturday there was a mobiuswolf visiting seishonagon and thespooniest. Since I was able to get down there for the day, we took a few hours to have the first D.C. area Sassafrass rehearsal that wasn't in frantic preparation for a con, a practice I hope will continue. The rehearsal itself went pretty well, too.
Aaaand now I go back to what I've been doing the rest of the time, which is preparing things for other things, looking for things, filling out forms for things, and finding out how to get to things. Whee.Current Mood:  cold |
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Madness approaches. I'd better go see what it wants. |
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This is more for my reference than for you guys, so cut.
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Go to this page. Under the big red heading, "Audio," play segment 1. Go to 28:02 in play time.Current Mood:  amused |
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I have had no Internet since Saturday. Now I have Internet. Oh, look -- I also have e-mails and posts and comments and things like that. That's nice. Did I mention that it took two trips to get the remainder of my stuff to Maryland? And that I've been hauling stuff around the room and unpacking and putting it away since? Fall down go thud now. More soon. |
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So so so... I haven't studied Naginata in years, and I'd given up on ever doing so again because it's rare to find an instructor in most areas of this country. I left my practice Naginata in the care of Bryn Mawr College's martial arts club, thinking I'd never use it again. I'd never even gotten a chance to apply for membership to the East Coast Naginata Federation, which I had planned to do at one point, because I lost my contact with that group.
Years later, i.e. a few days ago, I came across the ECNF-logo helmet cloth a visiting instructor had given me to encourage me to join. It would have felt disrespectful to put it to another purpose or throw it out, so I just sat down to look for the Federation's contact information: maybe I could give it back with an apology.
What did I find? Naginata is alive and well in the D.C. area. ::facepalm::
Maybe I can get my practice one back from the college? Before Saturday?
...Current Mood: excited |
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I made it to level 13 on the expert (70 wpm) difficulty! |
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I've been playing Typer Shark a lot lately between other errands and tasks because hey, at least even though I'm putting things off by a few minutes, I'm making my typing faster and more accurate while I'm doing it.
I've now gotten through up to level 20 in easy (20 wpm) and normal (30 wpm) and level 17 in hard (50 wpm). These levels are well past the point in the game at which it stops doing new things and just makes everything it's already throwing at you faster and faster.
I can tell I've improved a lot in just a few days, but I almost wish I weren't getting better quite so fast. The game is fun! |
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It is Tuesday. You have phone calls to make. You have appointments to attend. You have cards to write. You have rooms to clean. You have errands to run. You are very tired.
>drink tea
You drink tea. You have phone calls to make. You have appointments to attend. You have cards to write. You have rooms to clean. You have errands to run. You are very tired.
>drink tea
You drink tea. You have phone calls to make. You have appointments to attend. You have cards to write. You have rooms to clean. You have errands to run. You are very tired.
>write cards
You write some cards. You have phone calls to make. You have appointments to attend. You have cards to write. You have rooms to clean. You have errands to run. You are very tired.
>drink tea
You drink tea. You have phone calls to make. You have appointments to attend. You have cards to write. You have rooms to clean. You have errands to run. You are very tired.
>make phone calls
You make a few phone calls. You have phone calls to make. You have appointments to attend. You have cards to write. You have rooms to clean. You have errands to run. You are very tired.
>go to appointment
You go to an appointment. You have phone calls to make. You have appointments to attend. You have cards to write. You have rooms to clean. You have errands to run. You are very tired.
>drink tea
You drink tea. You have phone calls to make. You have appointments to attend. You have cards to write. You have rooms to clean. You have errands to run. You are very tired.
>heck with this
I do not understand.
>lie on bed
You are lying on the bed. You are very tired.
>wait
Time passes. You are lying on the bed. You are very tired.
>get up
You get up. You have phone calls to make. You have appointments to attend. You have cards to write. You have rooms to clean. You have errands to run. You are very tired.
>drink milk
You drink some milk. You are feeling much more awake now.Current Mood: discontent |
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Hey, everyone, I'm moving on the 31st. I think we decided that two weeks ago, and I forgot to mention.
Friday:
Packing, lunch and visiting with Mom, who drove down from upstate. Next to Grandma and Grandpop's, where we made sure all my stuff there was portable and in the same place so aunt and uncle could come by and put it in storage later. Told Grandma about my upcoming move to Maryland, which she took perfectly well - not sad or angry, but really curious, asking me about a half hour of rapid-fire questions about what and how everyone in my Dad's side of the family is doing now and how they'd been treating me. Left late afternoon; Mom stayed on to go to bingo and make sure everything stayed okay.
Saturday:
Realized everything I had on my agenda for the day could technically be done later, and didn't know what time a phone call I had planned was to go through. Also realized it would be my last chance to hang out in person with Becks for a long time, so I called her up and caught the train faster than I've done in all my time here. Hung out at the Concord Mall with her, her cousins, her aunt, and her wee cute baby, then got a ride home.
Sunday:
Went to High Table brunch at Bryn Mawr, passing some old May Day gifts back to a current senior. Then half an hour of Quidditch, which was sadly underpopulated, but marvelous fun nonetheless. I walked back to the house, spent some time on the phone with seishonagon, and headed back out to run some errands. Later D took several pictures of me holding Primrose, then took her to NYC, agreed upon beforehand so that Primrose will not have to see me move out. D has been sending me periodic updates on how the cat is doing.
Today:
Slept the entire night without getting out of bed for several hours in the middle! Though I did come to consciousness a few times, so I was still tired and needed a (shorter!) nap earlier and so haven't managed much productivity. Have a phone call and therapy scheduled today, so I'll probably put off dealing with that problem I'm still having with a bank account despite the bank claiming to have fixed it in June until tomorrow and do some shorter, less involved things the rest of this afternoon and evening. |
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Or playing Snood, or whatever. Which is what I've been doing while on some sort of bizarre phone-continuously-ringing hold with the office that manages public health assistance in the area where I'll soon be living. I think I've been at this fifteen minutes already, and all I'm trying to do is get them to send me an application so I can look at it and see if I come up with any pressing questions that I'll need to have answered before I can hand it in filled out. The worst part is, occasionally there's a little clicking noise and a pause on the line, and so it seems as though my phone call is just about to be answered, except it's not, and it just goes back to the ringing.
::sigh:: This doesn't bode well, does it?
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Subject line in my inbox this morning, from a computer outlet:
Windows 7 IS COMING SOON! 10/22 - 13.3" MacBook SAVE $150
I see what you did there, copy writer.Current Mood: amused |
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I believe firmly that our basement has not flooded in the midst of this rainstorm, and is in fact bone dry, solely by virtue of the contractor's having come over to look for the leak today.
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Then they can walk to Maryland. Um, anyway...
Things accomplished this weekend:
- Started reviewing math briskly in hope of taking Calculus credit-for-prior-learning exam at the college I'll attend in the spring. I did have Calc I, but it was in high school, so refreshing my memory of that and some of the stuff that comes before is a good idea. Attempting to finish my review by mid-November.
- Packed enough boxes and bags to fill the whole car when Dad drove up yesterday to pick up a second load of my stuff. My room here is getting bare, though it still has a ways to go. This coming week I have to get some more of my things from my grandparents' house, sort through them, and pack more.
- Caught up in reading the online archives of Girl Genius. Am no longer spoiler-sensitive, at least for now! Of course, I have no more of it to read in large chunks...
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So apparently having gotten 4 hours of sleep last night this morning and having been highly caffeinated since means that right now if I'm sitting up or standing, I feel as though I'll fall over from exhausted unless I go lie down right now, and if I go lie down, within five minutes I'm tossing and grouching because I'm bored and want to be sitting up or standing and doing something.
At least I crossed almost everything off my to-do list? Although the last thing is an e-mail, so I keep sitting here trying to compose it and then see above.
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I enjoy editing when it means directly revising something. I do not enjoy editing when it involves explaining at length what about something I think should be revised and why. The former gives me a feeling of doing something useful, while the latter makes me feel as though I'm sitting at my computer, going "neener neener neener," with every keystroke, to someone I respect.
Knowing intellectually that what I'm doing now is actually much more helpful than just changing the other person's words is, hm, about 65% of the battle.
Right, done grouching. Back to being a smartypants helpful second perspective. |
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I tried to go to sleep at a reasonable hour to stop this unpleasant cycle of oversleeping and taking meds at the wrong time. I tried. I kept myself awake most of the day. I cut off the caffeine a few hours before bed. I drank a whole bunch of milk, and I stayed off the computer before trying to get some sleep.
And what do I get? What, I ask you? I get to be more awake than I've been all day. I get to feel weirdly hot and cold at the same time. I get a headache. And, to top it all off, I get hiccups.
I would really (hic). Like. To (hic). Function (hic).
AAAAAAAAA(hic)AAAAUGH.
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