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May 13th, 2012
08:04 pm - Tell me why the stars do shine; tell me why five things make a post
1. I have historically used stepmania for some exercise, but a hot summer and malfunctioning dance pad got me out of it. Last night I performed dance pad surgery and learned that : a. this is incredibly primitive technology. b. my dance pad is horribly put together. c. it is a miracle that this pad was working at all, since one layer of sensor film had actually shredded away from the side of the pad, torn through one button, and crumpled towards the middle. Scissors and a quarter of a roll of packing tape later, it works, except that one button, which I wasn't using.
2. I woke up this morning after a night of icky dreams and anxiety, stumbled to my computer, and was informed that ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1) moments_away was bringing me breakfast. After that, we actually used the dance pad. This was a good thing.
3. My new webcam is here, so I can talk to sfogarty without using either the old one that logitech no longer has drivers for or the fuzzy one that comes with the EEE. This is important, as my headset died before I moved.
4. I am teaching myself to eat more vegetables by leaving a marinated salad in the fridge. This is a happy thing, but it means I'm hungry a lot more often.
5. A. Accomplishment: assembling the metal shelving in the closet, putting some stuff on it, shoring up the makeshift shelving left by previous tenant, discovering that you can buy those plastic sleeve things for the shelves at Menards. B. Dubious accomplishment: feeling crappy and aimless, deciding to see if I really can grind coffee beans in my mortar and pestle. I could just go down the hall and borrow a grinder from moments_away, but this is for Science! Thus far, qualified yes; I have reached french press grind with relatively little effort and it's taking my mind of my headache. Can I get to moka pot? Only time will tell.
PS: Remus-rat has discovered that he can become very, very flat and slip through the inch and a half space at the top of the cage door. I need a better clip for this.
PSS: Romulus-rat would like to do this, but he is too fat.
Current Mood: sore
Current Music: The Grateful Dead - (Walk Me Out in the ) Morning Dew
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May 9th, 2012
09:01 am - I have Internet again!
Just got the tubes installed at my new place, at long farking last. I am exceedingly lucky that I was able to do some relatively high pay-per-word work over the break, and that I could do it via tiny laptop+USB drive+a lot of ferrying things back and forth to moments_away's place, but not having a connection made me feel horribly isolated. Having the Internet also helps me feel like this is actually an apartment, rather than some weird hotel room I'm temporarily staying in.
Minimal other news for the time being; my stuff's still all over, my bed is on the floor, and I need to build gobs of furniture. The rats also have a new house, since we recycled the old one rather than clean and move it (after 7 years, a Martin's 690 gets very unfortunate). I will post photos of the new apartment (which is considerably larger than a shoebox) whenever I actually have it together enough and when I can finally find my camera.
Now, to get through 9+ days of LJ back entries.
Current Mood: anxious
Current Music: Rush - Show Don't Tell
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April 26th, 2012
04:42 pm - Beep. Anxiety has reached capacity.
Just had awkward conversation with building manager about politics, move-out date and cleaning requirements in the middle of attempting to syringe-feed a deathly-ill rat and after a night of poor sleep and unwell girlfriend. Felt my internal anxiety meter -tick- that last notch to full as soon as I say back down. I'm managing externally calm, but I am so flipping out right now. The cleaning is a horrible worry of mine and the paper I have been given suggests that I am responsible not only for my own considerable mess but for the cleaning failures of the past umpteen residents. Seriously - "dust and wipe down the radiators?" The radiator has gone unpainted for decades and has sediment in it. My irrational desire to build a fort and hide in it - rising.
Times such as this make me very, very glad that I don't have a regular job. They handle stress fits poorly at those. If my responsibilities were not so few, I think I'd be darned well useless. ^_^;
Current Mood: panicky
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April 25th, 2012
06:04 pm - Addendum
Changed the fluorescent bulbs I use for mood control during winter out for the incandescents that came with the apartment. Because damnit, those things are expensive! The difference is palpable - dingy, orange and firelit. I may be going to bed early tonight and for the rest of the week until I get used to this again.
Current Music: 01 - My Sunday Feeling
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05:44 pm - 5 things make a post
1. I am very tired. I blame this in part on moving stress, in part on the greyness, and in part on how bad my sleep has been lately. No insomnia, no nightmares, but plenty of stress dreams. Also a bit on frustration at several difficult to alter situations that are rather important, and at people treating my friends badly.
2. My rat is sick. Vanya has been losing weight and seeming anti-social for a while, but I thought it was because Petya was routinely bullying him and the Romans kept stealing his food. Fighting started early last night and Vanya got moved to his very own cage. When I woke up this morning, he was lethargic, hadn't eaten and didn't object to me picking him up. One vet visit later, I have the standard cocktail of Baytril and Doxycycline, which he's to get 2x day for the next two weeks. I hope that it works; sick rats tend to improve significantly or go downhill fast, with little to no middle ground.
3. I did no real work today. It really seems as though I ought to feel guiltier about that, but see #s 1 and 2. Also, I did just finish a giant job last night and am something like 3/4 of a week ahead, reduced slightly after rat expenditure. Hopefully I will perk up a bit this evening. There are light bulbs to change out, floors to scrub, dishes to stuff in boxes. M minus 4 days.
4. Sweater coat is well underway. I've managed to get the skirt lining 1/3 finished, which sounds less impressive than it is. This coat will have a double-circle skirt and all the pieces are hand-hemmed, then whipped together, because the fabric in that construction fails before the stitches do and I want this thing to last forever. Am terribly afraid that my aesthetic sense is going to demand the chevron pattern on the outside. It would look lovely, but take a gazillion years. Will post design drawings when i figure out what the heck I want.
5. I am pretty sure I have done permanent damage to my face. When I look in the mirror I have pretty much textbook rosacea, down to the strange proto-acne. I am lucky in that my case is currently very mild and localized to the center and outside of my cheeks. However, this is a progressive condition that you can't make better. Controlling the damage is about the best option and the best way to do that is by keeping the skin unflushed and unirritated. For the past four or five years I've also been having weird mini-fever things that turn me pink, elevate my temperature slightly, make me tired and anxious and produce back pain. These happen semi-weekly, daily on occasion. Still not sure why, currently investigating possible food intolerance. So that's fun.
Current Mood: flattened
Current Music: Nightwish - Nemo
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April 21st, 2012
12:03 pm - So. Tired.
And I do not know why. Stress levels have been high, but not that high. Sickness has been present, but not that bad. But today, the only reason I'm thinking about getting dressed is because my feet are cold. I might be allowed to take the day off. Still gonna try to fold the clothes, pack some books, etc, but that hands and knees scrub I wanted to do is off the list. Feh.
( Did get some drawing practice done )
Have vestigial Twitter account set up. Attempted to find some sort of tolerable way to read Facebook, since everything useful seems to be buried. Could not find client without horrible screen devouring interface. Could not get RSS feeds of friends' updates. Could not actually read anything meaningful out of webpage. Said screw it after half an hour, shoved a handful of people in "Close Friends" (which is not an accurate description for "people whose updates I need to read") and shoved off. This is about the 4th or 5th time I've tried and I have to say that I cannot grow to be ok with Facebook. Pleh.
Anyway, back to wallowing. Today, I am the noble flan.
Current Mood:  tired
Current Music: Bauhaus - Stigmata Martyr
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April 20th, 2012
07:34 pm - Alright, fine
I'm adding a Twitter client to my computer because I'd occasionally like to respond to people I'm reading via RSS and the actual Twitter page makes my head explode. *sigh* (edited to add: sisterbluebird there, too. No guarantees on frequency of update or coherency with the system. Twitter and I are not good friends as of yet.)
In other news, I have -another- giant writing job and can I move yet?
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Yes - Future Times / Rejoice
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April 18th, 2012
11:20 pm - Well, that failed
While I have spent much of the evening poking the Internet, that doesn't mean I succeeded in that low key night I was going to take. I ended up painting some of the more egregious bits in my kitchen that I know are my fault, doing all the dishes, and scrubbing the freezer instead. At least my current madness is a productive madness, I guess.
Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: Clannad - AlbumWrap Album
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08:36 pm - Slow Day Today
I am allowing myself to take a half day today since last week's workstravaganza and a stressful relationship talk have me pretty well wiped. Tomorrow will involve kicking back into high gear, as I have a client who wants 15,000 words on just about every blood test there is. I am not even making myself do heavy cleaning or packing, something I feel guilty about, but at least a little recovery time is needed.
The weather has been schizophrenic, but it was very nice just before sunset, when moments_awayand I went for a walk down by the lake. The sky and the water were eerily pretty - a cross between a hyperrealistic video game and a Thomas Kinkade painting, complete with double translucency layer on top of the lake, huge bubble-gum pink fluffy-topped clouds and distant lighthouse. Saw a lot of red-breasted mergansers, with their darkwave hairstyles, as well as what might have been a baby one? It was roughly the same shape, but red and about the size of a squirrel. Also, I made and devoured an enormous smothered burrito.
I have reached that point in the workpocalypse where I actually have no idea what to do tonight if I'm not packing, cleaning or typing. It's a mystery.
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Clannad - Northern Skyline
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April 15th, 2012
03:38 pm - Aw, banana boxes are my least favorite
What does it say about my lifestyle and the frequency with which I move that I have an opinion on the different kinds of produce boxes the supermarket will give you for free?
Current Mood: Packing
Current Music: Emerson, Lake and Palmer - 1st Album - 4 - The three fates
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