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Nov. 16th, 2010 12:21 pmI feel like I've become such a bore recently. When trouble happens, it tends to just suck things up, so although I'm still reading books, watching tv, having things happen, when it comes to saying anything witty, vaguely interesting, or hell, articulate, my brain goes blank.
I've signed up for Yuletide. Have actually decided not to ask for Sayers this year, but I'm requesting Dresden Files, Pamela Dean's Tam Lin, Constantine (movieverse) and The Ghost and Mrs. Muir, because...well, because. Although I nominated the Matthew Swift books, I realized that what I really want is more of them, and since I've only read the first and there are two more out there, I should probably head in that direction first. Have offered MacGyver, Dresden, Constantine, Life, Kage Baker's The Company books, and Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. Am wishing really hard that I had nominated Judith Merkle Riley's work in some form or another. Blast.
Work is busy busy. Lots of time in the vaults, pulling out stacks of photography to review. Also new policies and forms to write.
I continue to swim about once a week, and have worked up to a solid half-mile in about a half-hour. I kind of enjoy the ritual of the locker room and the shower and the smell of chlorine on my skin for the rest of the day. I do not enjoy forgetting my damp towel is wadded up in my backpack and the way it smelled when I found it again.
Aikido test will probably happen first week of Dec. Have gotten to the point where I know everything that will be on it, but want to work on my smoothness. Plus, dear god, I'll have to practice my back rolls, because they're sad floppy sideways things and I take forever just setting up to do them, because I'm convinced they'll come out wrong.
Have absolutely no money. Worried about the whole Christmas thing. However, we did successfully rehabilitate Bemo's student loans that were in default, which means that the credit agencies get a nice letter about us, that we can put the loans in deferment for a time, and that we also will start getting IRS refunds again. It was a big frickin' difficult deal, and I'm amazed we managed to pull that one off. Considering framing the letter that announced it.
Wish Bemo's brain chemistry would sit down and shut the fuck up, already. And I know that he wishes it five times as hard as I do. Sadly, there is probably more of it in the future, as meds are tweaked.
Off to find lunch.
I've signed up for Yuletide. Have actually decided not to ask for Sayers this year, but I'm requesting Dresden Files, Pamela Dean's Tam Lin, Constantine (movieverse) and The Ghost and Mrs. Muir, because...well, because. Although I nominated the Matthew Swift books, I realized that what I really want is more of them, and since I've only read the first and there are two more out there, I should probably head in that direction first. Have offered MacGyver, Dresden, Constantine, Life, Kage Baker's The Company books, and Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. Am wishing really hard that I had nominated Judith Merkle Riley's work in some form or another. Blast.
Work is busy busy. Lots of time in the vaults, pulling out stacks of photography to review. Also new policies and forms to write.
I continue to swim about once a week, and have worked up to a solid half-mile in about a half-hour. I kind of enjoy the ritual of the locker room and the shower and the smell of chlorine on my skin for the rest of the day. I do not enjoy forgetting my damp towel is wadded up in my backpack and the way it smelled when I found it again.
Aikido test will probably happen first week of Dec. Have gotten to the point where I know everything that will be on it, but want to work on my smoothness. Plus, dear god, I'll have to practice my back rolls, because they're sad floppy sideways things and I take forever just setting up to do them, because I'm convinced they'll come out wrong.
Have absolutely no money. Worried about the whole Christmas thing. However, we did successfully rehabilitate Bemo's student loans that were in default, which means that the credit agencies get a nice letter about us, that we can put the loans in deferment for a time, and that we also will start getting IRS refunds again. It was a big frickin' difficult deal, and I'm amazed we managed to pull that one off. Considering framing the letter that announced it.
Wish Bemo's brain chemistry would sit down and shut the fuck up, already. And I know that he wishes it five times as hard as I do. Sadly, there is probably more of it in the future, as meds are tweaked.
Off to find lunch.
