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Wednesday, August 13th, 2008
6:56 pm - two-wheeled fun
I don't know what it is about me and bikes lately, but it's like I've forgotten how to ride.  Or that I'm back to my bike courier days where I have no respect for anyone's safety -- especially my own.   A month ago, before we left for Michigan, I bruised my femur and most tissue between belt and toenails, in addition to my palms (stigmata) and wrists and ... well, it was ugly.  adr's parents made me wear long pants for the entirety of my stay with them after their initial response upon my arrival -- agog then gag.  Yeah, yeah.  Fine.  I thought it looked cool.

But yesterday, I had the dumbest self-induced accident ever which resulted a concussion, massive tissue abrasion and damage to my right shoulder.  Yes, I can still type with my arm in a sling.

Despite my cycling mishaps / misshapes, it's been a good week.  I have gotten more done this week than in the past month, whose production output was impaired by the 2 week cycling and kayaking extravaganza in northern Michigan.

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Tuesday, September 5th, 2006
11:01 am
I've been listening to CBC's Metro Morning lately.  I don't know why.  It's made me so homesick, however.  I always get homesick in the fall, but CBC makes me more homesick.  Metro Morning should not make me particularly homesick, since I didn't live a long time in the Greater Toronto Area, but it does.  I plan on going home for Canadian Thanksgiving, spending time with the family, and attending the Brigden Fair.  I would like to see friends in Toronto and Oakville, but I suspect that will have to wait until Christmas.

I always have interesting projects planned for the fall.  Usually, they have to be delayed because I haven't completed my summer projects.  This fall is no different.  I'm so far behind on my projects that I think they're imposing a physical stress on me.  My back and neck are killing me today.  I've had to lay lidocaine patches on spine and take a celebrex.  Is it my lupus-related rheumatoid arthritis?  Or is it stress?  I don't usually get arthritis.  In fact, my rheumatologist is historically disappointed by my lack of lupus symptoms.  I illustrate lupus in the bloodwork for her, but no flare for her to treat with her Vioxx, prednisone, excessive NSAIDs, etc.

I will work at my summer projects.  I will plan work time and stick to it.  I will also plan breaks for myself.  Does that schedule actually work for procrastinating people who despise their work?

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Saturday, July 15th, 2006
1:25 pm
I had a grand mal this morning (entirely my fault because I forgot to take my morning meds either Wednesday or Thursday), so I drooled cereal all over myself and typed something non-sensible that looked like 6+ lines of this: [[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;6~[[3;

Fortunately, neschek had just finished his shower, called down to me, got no response, and rushed down to find me frothing at the mouth and spazzing in the chair here at the keyboard. I am so sick of these seizures. I would like to recover from them. It seems the only ones I have these days are grand mals, which are the worst kind, since my first med prevented those altogether and left me only with absence seizures and the minor problems associated with my Complex Partial Seizure Disorder.  Maybe I will request we add that one to my regimen again.  I don't know.  I am just sick of these seizures.  They exhaust me and they give me migraines and they wipe out my memory.

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Friday, July 14th, 2006
12:49 pm - Sisyphean home improvement projects
One thing I loved about this house when we bought it was, of course, that it was the best neighbourhood here in town. The next best thing was that we could easily put down the 20% on it with some leftover cash for a bit more activity. Of course, the reason we could do this in the best neighbourhood here in the most expensive local town is because it's a fixer-upper. I saw it as a challenge. I love challenges. Now, however, the tasks are growing Sisyphean. I am intimidated by scraping paint off the siding for repainting. I have to replace rotted or sun-damaged wood on the north side with faux-wood I bought from Abatron (highly recommended, btw). I have to, eventually, replace all of the windows, which are so large and unusually shaped that I know it will cost a fortune that we no longer have. Some of the carpets need to be replaced. Some of the hardwood needs to be replaced. Some of the laminate needs to be replaced... Sisyphean.

Fortunately, the house was recently valued and is worth far more than I was able to bargain it down for when I bought it, but I plan on selling it in the next few years and I want to fix these things before I do so it will be worth even more than its current value. I want it up to snuff with the other fancy homes in the best real estate neighbourhood in this smug town. Maybe that's why it's Sisyphean. I work at something every day, but there's so much. I think I'll have a full-time job by the end of next week. I was hoping it would be part-time, but what can you do? I will take the cash and the love from my employer.

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11:36 am - Happy Bastille Day!
You have read this already if you read my ramblings on *7p, but I thought it deserved multi-postings. ;)

This morning has been rather productive. I have already prepared the ingredients for this Japanese Rice Noodles dish with a Lime-Peanut Sauce. The mis-en-place is fully together. Tonight, all I have to do is pull out the wok and cook it at medium-high heat in a peanut oil. I even roasted the bell peppers and diced them, minced the serrano chiles, juiced the limes, chopped the snow peas, measured out the peanuts, toasted and chopped those, prepared the lime-peanut dressing with sesame oil, broth, and soy
sauce and some chopped fresh cilantro. I cut up the tofu into those annoying matchstick pieces for frying.

That's not the whole recipe; there's also ginger, garlic, and scallions, which I've already prepared, and some rice noodles, which I'll prepare later tonight. But, man, do I feel productive. Plus, dinner will go quickly.

Also, for tomorrow night, I prepared a casserole and put it in the fridge since we'll be at a hockey game in the afternoon. We can just bake it for an hour, sprinkle it with freshly grated parmesan, and it's fully edible!

Sunday, we're having firesign3000 over, so I've got the lamb chops thawing and am considering an Indian side dish for the grilled chops... Unless anyone else can recommend another option. I am not an expert with lamb, since I never really ate it at all until university.

Suggestions for a side dish?

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Tuesday, July 11th, 2006
1:40 pm - endless jobs
Well, I had a job interview this morning. I have been avoiding job interviews lately since I've been pursuing the writing gig, but I realize that I can just as easily seek out an agent in the evenings as I can during the day. Plus, we'll have two incomes! How I love money. I do miss our California salaries and the cash we rolled around in while living there, but the two incomes should compensate here in Ohio now that we own a house and are pretty settled into things.

The job interview went fairly well. It lasted much longer than any other job interview I can recall. I do not want to jinx myself, but they asked if I did not think I was "overqualified", since they felt I might be, but were drooling at my skillset, since they were the Computer Science and Systems Analysis Department. I get this nasty "overqualified" epithet from every interviewer here at Miami U. It's a scalding term and prevents me from getting every job I've applied for -- from Web Development and Design to Systems Administration. Yes, my skills have changed dramatically over the years, especially in California. I've shifted my mental exercises from the right side to the left side of my brain and, since all my seizures are based from my left temporal lobe, I wonder if that's not the source of my problem. This is just my bizarre theory and there is no evidence, of course, but it interests me. I'll bring it up to my neurologist and she'll bite her lip to hold back the laughter, but then she and her cohorts will laugh hysterically at my bizarre suggestion over their coffee break. neschek already has. ;) I still find it an interesting theory, however.

current mood: anxious

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Monday, July 10th, 2006
11:58 am - dog gone sadness and home improvement projects
I am thinking about re-upholstering one of our sofas. My mother-in-law re-upholstered a couple of her chairs, so I'm sure it's possible, but this sofa is three times as big. Plus, I would need the fabric... lots and lots of fabric... Fortunately, I am on the JoAnn Fabrics mailing list, but this is not only a sofa, but a sofa bed ... and it's HUGE. Currently, it needs to be steamed and cleaned since our purebred golden retriever is now gone for the summer. We dropped her off in Michigan with our folks to play in the lake for the rest of the summer. We will certainly miss her. I miss her already every time I open the kitchen cabinets, she is not hopping up the stairs panting at my side for a bite of whatever I might be preparing for dinner. She was the most affectionate dog in the world, but she shed like the fur-producing machine she is. I will be vacuuming up her excess fuzz for weeks, I'm sure. Dear Pfeebie, how you were loved, how you tore up the carpets, how you drooled on my lap, but how you kept us warm when we were cold and cheered me up when I was depressed. I miss you already.

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Tuesday, June 13th, 2006
6:33 pm - Writing...
Remember how I used to write? No, seriously. Remember how I used to financially support myself with contract screenwriting projects that paid off my outrageous student loans? Why am I no longer doing that? Is it because I have already paid off my student loans? Or, is it because I simply worked myself into too much of a tense fit over the ordeal, as a few of you might recall, working with the director and the insane (later diagnosed medically insane) celebrity narrator? Still, those were the days. Nothing beats writing for me. I have done so much of it. I have published in so many different media -- everything from newspaper editorials and poetry to my screenplays, tech writing, and online software programs submitted at various conferences or from various jobs. I like to write even more than I like to read, lately. It's a self-absorbed vanity, I guess, as is all vanity.

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Thursday, February 16th, 2006
12:35 pm - "...while she knits her life away"
Thanks to all of the emotional support provided by everyone to my rantfest the other day. I am having a wicked evil go of it here in rural Ohecko, but I am determined to meet some new people. Tonight, I am going to "The Knitting Group" promoted by the MU Women's Center. The meds hamper my hand-eye coordination so the project that I am almost completed will probably come off like some octopus sweater now, but my heart will be in it.

I hope to meet some new people. Life would be less cruel and painful if I had girlfriends with whom to share afternoon tea or evening yarns. Catch my double entendre? No, it wasn't funny.

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Monday, February 13th, 2006
4:27 pm - seizureworld
No new seizures since January, but no driver's licence until April now. Such are the laws of Ohio -- preferable to California, where I would not be able to drive until 2007, but at least there was public transit to move my lethargic ass around back in the Bay Area. Here in small-town Ohio, there are no jobs either. Slim pickings for me.

I have hope in other realms, if not employment. I am taking a class right now to ripen my degree in preparation of a Master's degree. I might as well do that now. I just wish we had the employment and the financial purse we had back in the Bay Area, the allowance to which we had grown accustomed.

The anticonvulsants have terrible side-effects. The worst is my inability to recall and process language. It's there, somewhere, in my head, but I can't speak it. Some of the other horrors are memory loss, aphasia, myopia, constant dry eyes, hallucinatory vision, migraines, tension headaches, motor skill problems, general Alzheimer-like issues. Last night, for example, I turned one of the oven dials from bake to broil even though the temperature dial was set properly. I set it to bake all the time. Why I did this, I do not know. My brain is dissolving in my skull.

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Wednesday, September 7th, 2005
5:20 pm
Yesterday, I fell down the stairs and sprained the heck out of my ankle.

I can't walk on it at all.

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Friday, August 26th, 2005
12:01 pm
I feel marginally better! Yes, my migraines have dissipated so that I have only a sullen ache around the top of my skull. I was able to do some cross-stitching last night, but I couldn't focus effectively, so I might have to pull it all out today. Last night was the worst of the headache season. I was unable to eat properly for a few days, due to smells and sounds and such making me nauseous, but I kept down the dinner my darling neschek got me. He's so dreeeeeamy.

Today, I woke up with more headache, so I did not accompany him on his walk to work. Instead, I slept in until 10am! It was glorious. I might try to pull out some more knitting projects from the boxes yet to be unpacked. I might as well do something useful with my unemployed life. :)

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Wednesday, August 24th, 2005
10:06 am
It's been a whole week of migraines now. I finally broke down and took a preventive medication like Imitrex (my last one!), which is starting to resolve some of the problems. I no longer feel like barfing whenever I step into a patch of sunlight. I really have no idea what could cause this. I have had no red wine, no chocolate, no caffeine, no red meat -- none of the things I can imagine would predispose me towards migraines, but here they are, stabbing me in the eyes and crushing my skull above my brow.

current mood: disconnected

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Friday, January 28th, 2005
3:52 pm
Thanks to ironthunder for the reference to kill some time. :)


You scored as Verbal/Linguistic. You have highly developed auditory skills, enjoy reading and writing and telling stories, and are good at getting your point across. You learn best by saying and hearing words. People like you include poets, authors, speakers, attorneys, politicians, lecturers and teachers.

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Verbal/Linguistic

86%

Musical/Rhythmic

82%

Intrapersonal

75%

Bodily/Kinesthetic

75%

Visual/Spatial

71%

Logical/Mathematical

64%

Interpersonal

54%

The Rogers Indicator of Multiple Intelligences
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Thursday, January 27th, 2005
1:19 pm - Project Baby
I started taking this hormone on Jan 1 to regulate my menstrual cycle so that I could ovulate more regularly. Then, the blessed and wise ob/gyn also put me on this fertility medication that should have my ovaries shooting out eggs on auto-fire -- powpowpowpowpow.

However, somehow, the pharmacy gave me a half-dose of the med, so I was only taking half of the med. The good thing is that I am unlikely to have octuplets if I do get pregnant. The bad thing is that it probably had little to no effect on me -- especially since I forgot to take it at all on the last day.

I will keep you posted and try not to shoot you with my eggs.

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Thursday, December 9th, 2004
11:31 am - 16 days until Christmas, 173 days until we move
Actually, I don't care that much, but I have a lot to do before we leave for Michigan and Ontario. I want to get the house in some ordered order. I hate coming back home after a long vacation and finding a home full of dehydrated houseplants, a sink full of dishes, sour milk in the fridge, and clutter all over the living room.

We're only gone a week this time, but organizing pre-xmas would just be part of the master plan of organizing before moving. We rarely do that. We pack and then we move. We do not discard, we do not separate or make decisions. We pack everything and then, while unpacking at our new location, ask ourselves "why on earth did we keep this and move it with us?" But, even then, we are not prompted to throw it out or filter it from our collection of necessities. I might not have looked at it for 10 years, but it must be valuable or I wouldn't keep moving it across countries and states and provinces and ... WHY DON'T I JUST THROW IT OUT????

I have no idea.

I am a clutterbug. I know I have noted this before, but you have no idea just how bad I am. The worst thing is that my darling neschek may be even worse than I am. Only external people can judge us effectively ... and they do. Does it help? Not at all. It launches some guilt that I might have been stifling, but no real progress is made.

I believe that I can do it this time. Like most other overwhelmingly huge projects that intimidate with their size and threat of absorption, I have been avoiding it. This time, I will do it. There are books I bought 6 years ago and haven't yet read. I will be ridding myself of them. There are clothes I wore that no longer fit. Yes, I'll fit them again, but I can then buy NEW clothes. There is furniture that does not need to hang from us like an albatross, so it will be going, too. I believe we'll be ridding ourselves of our bedroom suite and bed, our kitchen table, our downstairs sofa (yes, we have another one), our chairs, our bookshelves that do not fold, our ice cream shoppe table and stools, 7 tons of clothing and books, a twin futon mattress, some lamps, some dinnerware and cutlery, a coffee table ... EVERYTHING MUST GO.

We can do it. I will try to relieve us of a few things via eBay, but if any of this sounds interesting to you, then please let me know. If you can haul it, it's yours.

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Thursday, September 23rd, 2004
3:56 pm
All Souls&apos; Night
You are "All Souls' Night".


Which Loreena McKennitt song are you?

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Thursday, August 5th, 2004
6:00 pm
I know I never post anymore. It's work. My previous job allowed me to yammer endlessly about what a sad fate I had been given. Now, my fate is not so sad, since I knew what I was getting into, and I have almost doubled my salary, but there have been costs -- significant costs. I consider the lack of LJ not quite significant, but representative of a greater cost -- loss of social life and many many friends.

Speaking of friends, I am going back to Canada for a couple of weeks, leaving Sunday at 6am (working my usual 13-15 hours on the Saturday preceding flight). I will see my folks, my sisters and my friends with all their babies. I'm sure there will be lots to talk about upon my return, but I am unlikely to have time for posting, since I'll be catching up on my work backlog.

While in Canada, I hope to see My Darling Crogress Whom I Adore Without Shame, ironthunder and rinaldus, the Goob (aka Goobermensch), Jody Hunt (aka Grody **** ; you do the rhymes), my sister Sito, my older sister Stubby, my dad the Business Man and Lord of his Land, and my dying mother Snapper. Oh, and Allison! She has no nickname except mon amie!

There will be several stops on the Canadian tour. Toronto, Oakville, Port Lambton (aka Pot Lambton), sombre Sombra, Sarnia (birthplace of champions), Chatham (mini-golf at The Wheels Motor Inn), and, if possible, a trip up to south Lake Huron to dip my feet in the waves before heading over to Michigan for another week of fun on the run.

The Michigan tour involves Onaway, Black Lake, Petoskey, Cheboygan, Mackinac Island and, if possible, a QT mini-golf duet with my charming neschek. Have I told you how much I love him lately? *swoon*

So, I leave Sunday for 2 weeks. Anxiety abounds and the migraines have set in. I will not be defeated!

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Thursday, June 17th, 2004
9:42 am - Everything's comin' up Milhouse!
I am going to see some live Phish concert tonight at a film theatre. I saw Vida Blue and the other spinoff band at the Fillmore 2 weeks ago, but this will be my first near-Phish experience. Everyone I know likes them.

I will be attending with 2 Jasons. Usually, there is an excess of Johns or Tims in my life. Now, it's Jasons. Nicknames will have to be distributed for my filing purposes.

Miscellaneous Good Things:
I am training some newbie in an hour. He looks like Tim Robbins.
I am going camping this weekend in Humboldt County.
I have maxed out my 401k for 2004 and my IRA.
I am the happiest person I know.
lucidlife gave me a gmail acct.
I have friends like lucidlife.
I made a great Baingan Bharta for dinner last night.
I picked a pint of blackberries on my hike yesterday.
My little sister just had a baby boy that she will call Walker (Texas Ranger)!
My eye has healed almost entirely.
My knee is starting to refoliate.

One Bad Thing:
Every time I try to use vi to edit this speech, I delete the entire thing because I'm using the default HTML editor. Phooey.

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Monday, June 14th, 2004
3:33 pm - company picnic
We had the company picnic on Saturday. I took the day off work to attend and let the other Queen's grad cover for me. It was a hot and sunny day, very lovely. We had a BBQ and little games for kids and adults.

I played softball (I keep typing software, instead of softball). One of my coworkers is playing first base. She is waiting for a ball to be tossed from outfield. The catcher calls her name. She turns back towards home just in time to take the line drive full in her face. She crumbles in a fetal position cradling her head for several minutes. Her sunglasses dug into her nose and cut a two inch length down it. Today, she has 2 ginormously black eyes and stuffed sinuses.

First base. My old forte. Home of breaking the only bone-like substance I've ever broken (aka my nose). I take over for the bloodfaced darling, standing in her blood puddle still staining my shoes. I stop a ground ball and run back for first to touch it before the hitter can. She's going to beat me, so I dive for first. Unfortunately, I slide through first and the hitter runs right through my skull. I am bleeding from several different places and road-rashed on most limbs.

It turns out the hitter was the company president's daughter and she got some bruises from the ordeal. (I have a tough skull that you can't generally kick through.) My friend Glen sprayed my eye wound with this chemical cauterizing liquid to stop the bleeding. Man, that stuff stings.

I will have neschek take a picture of the developing Harry Potter scar on my eye before it heals too quickly. It looks great! Today is the first day that my eye will stay open, so I have my depth perception back.

Now I'm leaving work.

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