Cloud backup is just like astronomy

Aug. 22nd, 2017 07:47 pm
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... as in you probably don't want to go where I'm going. With the latter, it's usually cloudy whenever anything interesting is happening, and with cloudy backup, they usually close.

Which is what my current choice, CrashPlan, is doing at least to consumers.

Grrr.

They are at least staying in business, so my current subscription will last until - with an extra 60 days - July next year.

The two options they're suggesting are

a) Migrating to what they used to call CrashPlan Pro and are now going to call CrashPlan for Small Business. With 75% off for the first year after the current sub expires, that is quite reasonable.. at first. It'll be cheaper (12 x $2.50 < $59.99) until it gets to 2019 when the price will be at least $120, i.e. double what I am currently paying.

b) Using Carbonite. Fuck off, for the reasons given in the earlier post.

Of the ones other people use, Backblaze still doesn't do Linux* and SpiderOak is still $129 annually if you have less than 1TB of data and HOW MUCH (in this case, $279 a year) if you have more (but not more than 5TB). Plus Amazon AWS are still doing a pricing scheme that makes it clear that they're not interested in consumers.

Annoyingly, Amazon Digital Music Storage wants you to install a Windows or Mac program to do the uploading for its '250,000 files for - I think - £22/year', so I am less tempted than I otherwise would be to see if it accepts really, really, really long metadata (the ID3v2 standard allows up to 256MB!) for .mp3 files :)

It does remind me that when Napster was a new thing, someone did a Windows program 'Wrapster' that made any file look like an .mp3 file so it could be shared. I wonder if there was ever a Linux equivalent? Or given, I'm pretty sure I have a copy, somewhere, I wonder if it works under WINE?

But without playing around like that, it's looking like I will go to CrashPlan Pro, but possibly only until 2019.

* And if CrashPlan are doing this, I would want to have a look at Backblaze's accounts before believing that they're not going to be next.

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Aug. 22nd, 2017 08:32 am
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I'm onto the second episode of The Defenders and I'm liking the build up to the team. Danny Rand is still lackluster at best, which sucks as he's my fav, but I loved his meeting and immediately fighting with Luke.

I am a little weirded out that very few people seem to be complaining about Madame Gao (a WoC) being upstaged by Alexandra (a white woman). Given all the valid criticism Iron Fist got, I would've expected more. I guess this gets a pass cause Sigourney Weaver?

(Madame Gao would be so amazing in Milliways if done well.)

Quick rec

Aug. 22nd, 2017 02:16 pm
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http://disabilityinkidlit.com/2016/07/08/introduction-to-disability-terminology/ is a rather good summary for people who are new to the topic, and does better with some of the controversial bits than many other 101 articles I've seen. I'm noting it down so I can point people to it in future.

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Aug. 21st, 2017 09:18 am
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 I've started The Defenders, although I only got to the first episode before chores and then my Fire table disappearing. Set up seems good and if this first episode is anything to go by, relationships will be a big part of the story.

 I did read a writer friends mostly spoiler free review and he pointed out that the entire Marvel Netflix would be so much better had they done rewrites to remove the Hand from the plot. Every series was strong or well centered until the Hand we brought in, arguably forced in. Even Danny's story worked much better as just the Meachums as the bad guys and lost its footing pretty quickly when it went mystic Asian; not that it had a strong footing. Maybe if someone who respect Asian cultures, and the fact that Chinese does not equal Japanese, etc, the mystic elements could've worked, but we aren't allowed nice things.

Non-Cornish pasties

Aug. 19th, 2017 01:00 pm
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Belovedest has mentioned a few times that it's hard to get your hands on a nice meat pasty around these parts. I contemplated the matter and asked a few questions.

At length, it seemed like it was a good day to try.

My reliable source for understanding the principles behind what I'm cooking is Serious Eats. So I read through the pie crust stuff again. (Incidentally, the site is a clickbait hole for DELICIOUSNESS.)


Clickbait: http://www.seriouseats.com/2015/03/science-of-pie-7-myths-that-need-to-go-away.html

Science: http://sweets.seriouseats.com/2011/07/the-food-lab-the-science-of-pie-how-to-make-pie-crust-easy-recipe.html

Recipe: http://www.seriouseats.com/recipes/2011/07/easy-pie-dough-recipe.html
2 1/2 cups (12.5 ounces; 350 grams) all-purpose flour
2 tablespoons (25 grams) sugar
1 teaspoon (5 grams) kosher salt
2 1/2 sticks (10 ounces; 280 grams) unsalted butter, cut into 1/4-inch pats
6 tablespoons (3 ounces; 85 milliliters) cold water

I looked at the amounts involved.

There was no way that I was going to be able to fit all that flour and butter into my food processor, which is an attachment to my stick blender. I looked closely at the amounts.

It so happens that the ratio of cups of flour to sticks of butter is 1:1. So I decided that I could make a test batch, one cup and one stick. The salt and sugar is less important, and in fact the sugar is kind of not what I wanted for a pasty dough.

I put 2/3 of the flour together with the butter and a bit of salt, then added a little water and more of the flour. (Probably not how I should have done it.) Then I mixed it in a larger bowl with a little more water. My hands are rather hot, so I tried to cool them down with ice.

I wrapped it up in cling wrap and let it cool off in the refrigerator. I pulled it out a few hours later, and quartered the dough. I saw that it had distinct stacked layers, like a good steel blade. I was thrilled.

I rolled it out in the best tradition of my mother, between two sheets of parchment paper. (There is no rolling pin in this kitchen. I used a glass.) I stuck it back in the refrigerator, still between the sheets, to wait while I prepared the filling. (Parchment paper and waxed paper are easier to handle than cling wrap, for this.)

http://www.seriouseats.com/recipes/2012/01/cornish-pasty-british-meat-hand-pie-recipe.html

This was not a Cornish pasty. [personal profile] wohali said something about a chicken curry pasty, and I went "Oooo!" and she advised that you can use pretty much any chicken curry recipe, just dryer than usual.

I went for it.

My basic chicken curry is chicken plus a brick of golden curry sauce plus assorted vegetables, and oil as needed. This time I decided to cook the chicken thigh meat so it would be easy to separate from the bones in my multifunction fancy rice cooker, along with some spiced oil left over from a previous recipe, and some dry onions. I cooked the vegetables and the curry brick separately, only combining them all (and some potato flakes to sop up water and oil) at the end. My partner is much better at handling chicken meat in all its phases than I am, and stripped the meat from the bones before I mixed them together.

I did roll it too thin, and I let it get too hot when filling it.

Despite the holes, I stuck the crust together with egg wash, and egg washed the outside. (I used the leftover egg wash to make a little bit of curry scrambled egg, which my partner ate on top of their salad.)

I'd wisely said that if the food was not going to be ready by 10pm, we should eat something else. The pies came out of the oven just as we were finishing chicken nuggets, but we still had enough room to test half a pie each.


Mmmmmmmmm.

I will be making these again. And the dough process is relatively simple with the tools at hand, so my partner (who can follow a recipe, but isn't yet the cocky ass in the kitchen that I am) may wind up learning the process too.


I put together a bit of sweet pie dough just now, and it's chilling in a ball in the refrigerator. I'm thinking that some fruit pies might be in order...

While I am moaning...

Aug. 18th, 2017 11:05 pm
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.. my earphones seem to be broken on return from BiCon: there's a problem just before the socket end that doesn't look to be fixable without the sort of soldering I can't do and which would cost more than their replacement cost to have done.

Given that they're seven years old - they were the set that came with the HTC Desire I bought after BiCon 2010! - I perhaps shouldn't complain too much. The average life expectancy for a pair of L's is a lot closer to seven weeks, rather than seven years, but that means she's worked through all my spares.

The main reason for moaning is that the 'foam cover, held in by the shape of your ear' type have become a lot harder to find thanks to the rise of the 'silicone mushroom, in your ear canal' type.

Which I really don't like.

When Amazon had a very good price on them, I got a pair of SoundMAGIC ES18 ones back in 2014. While the sound is good, every time something taps on the cables, you can feel it in a way that you can't with the proper :) sort. I don't like the feel or the increased noise isolation. They're also harder to protect because, as I'm sure many people know thanks to the sort of other things that gets BiCon sessions of their own, once silicone is torn, you can't repair it.

So I'm currently looking at the Sennheiser MX 375. I've had another pair of Sennheiser earphones that weren't nearly as comfortable as others, but I can't remember which they were - L broke them.

Any other suggestions?
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Currently reading Freedom and Necessity, and enjoying it, as expected. One thing I hadn't expected: the print feels tiny. Unsure if this is just a natural result of Getting Old or if it's actually small. There doesn't appear to have been an ebook release, which makes me a little sad.

Gonna be a busy fall, bookwise. Just preordered new books from Kat Howard, Ann Leckie, eBear, and Steve Brust. Need to get on with that Great Big Dragarea Reread prior to late October. At least the eBear won't demand my immediate attention: reading Book One Of A Trilogy is a mistake I try to avoid making when the author is known to write bound book-fragments.

I biked for an hour and a half yesterday, going to a small get-together that may be the kind of thing I'm looking for. Mostly, a good ride, if overly sweaty, and tough going uphill. There's an exhilaration in a steep downhill, though, and a long gentle decline makes for a pleasant coast.

It occurred to me last week that my hip problem likely isn't just from wallet-induced sciatica. It's also possibly a result of babying my right ankle (and hence leg) for several months after I twisted it pretty sharply (CW: depiction of trauma, neither graphic nor permanent). So there's that.

Erin pointed out awhile ago that I do a lot of railing against the Confederacy (sometimes on FB, sometimes in person). I grew up hating everything about the South: the weather, the people, the history, the culture. I've mellowed on that a lot in the last decade or so, but Treason In Defence Of Slavery still gets me wound up. I think it's that it's a reminder of everything I hated about the South. Or maybe just that it's a part of my upbringing that's still acceptable to hate.

And in actual significant news, I've lost a friend over the breakup. One that I know of, I mean. I'd hoped for some compassion and understanding but it was not to be. I'm sad, and a little surprised, but only a little: she's prickly, far more invested in Emily's emotional state, and I suspect skeptical of the whole poly thing anyhow. (A conclusion I draw from sentences like "Since November I've watched you break up with Emily in slow motion.") Losing friends I care about doesn't get any easier. Especially not when they've been good friends and sources of support in the past. Oh well. She's not quite burned the bridge, I guess. She's poured gasoline on the bridge, offered me a book of matches, and walked away. Best I can do is not actually light the fire and be here if and when she changes her mind.

Overall? Still flailing around, still trying to sort out what I want my life to look like and how to make it look like that.

Family.

Aug. 17th, 2017 02:28 pm
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I am scared of my family right now.

My immediate family are largely good people who generally behave with kindness to all, and abhor the concepts of white supremacy and fascism like any decent person.

My aunts on my father's side are pretty awesome. Hippie Uncle is great, and Woodworking Uncle has good intentions and maybe a few distortions due to assorted experiences of privilege, but he does not appear to go out of his way to fuck other people over.

My aunt-by-marriage scares me. She's a doctor, and things she has said about transgender people, and gender in general, make me feel unsafe around her.

My uncle who is married to that aunt has good intentions, but does not appear to be in a position to temper his wife's attitudes.

"Racist Cousin Anna" has said some things about Mexicans that made me turn away from her. She's married to the older of that uncle's kids.

Both those cousins have posted things about guns and Muslims on Facebook that make me scared, like they wouldn't hesitate to support laws that would marginalize my friends, or might use one of those guns on someone.

I don't have the scariest family in the world. And I'm still skittish of saying anything that might prompt them to stop seeing me as their tame cousin and start seeing me as Other.
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I've been using Firefox as my primary browser from before it was called that, so rapidly approaching fifteen years.

The two things that have kept me using it rather than a Chromium-based browser are:

a) It can cope with having many hundreds of tabs open. Unlike Chromium-based ones, opening a new tab does not lead to creating a whole new instance of the code and so greatly increasing the memory footprint.

b) The add-ons library, some of which - like Tab Mix Plus - are essential for having hundreds of tabs open.

Most other browsers have add-ons, so you can run the essential uBlock Origin* in them, but they're still way way behind in terms of the size of the Firefox library.

And Mozilla are about to piss that advantage away by, from v57 due in November, not loading the large majority of them any more. All add-ons will have to use a relatively new API. This will make it easier to port them between browsers, but while I know that Mozilla don't care about being #1 in browser usage, this is ensuring that more people will move away.

For example, I do not like the layout that Firefox moved to a few years ago. It's less efficient in terms of screen space and speed, and while there are some people who think it looks a bit prettier, I don't want my browser distracting from the content.

I am not the only one who thinks this way and, fortunately, one of them wrote an addon to use the classic layout (or twiddle in about a hundred ways with it). You could probably do the same by playing with about:config, but this makes it easy. And it's not down as having been ported to the new API.

There is at least one browser that is based on the free Firefox source and isn't going to do this, but relying on a browser with a very small developer base is.. risky, both in terms of getting caught by a security issue because of a delay in patching, and in having it still maintained long-term.

Grrr.

* The ad blocker of choice ever since AdBlock Plus sold out.

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Aug. 16th, 2017 03:23 pm
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Freaky Dark Side Ahsoka fan arts to consider
RaiKoh (Armored and not) I'l liking the not armored more as the armored looks too much like Ahsoka as a youngling or teen-aged.
Iledra (Not quite Dark Side, but definitely darker.)

Although an Ahsoka who studied with Assaj and helped create a new tribe of Nightsisters has a lot of potential.
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можно ли красть в гостях серебряные ложечки? А если очень хочется? А если они как специально раскиданы повсюду? А если у хозяев дядя работает на ложечной фабрике, и ложечек просто девать некуда? А если хозяева ну очень неприятные люди? А если они эти ложечки используют для провокаций и запудривания мозгов молодежи и подросткам? Прошу рассмотреть все варианты.

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Aug. 15th, 2017 08:16 am
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 So I came across this fan theory on the New Mandalorians (Tumblr link to a text post). I call it fan theory as the animators/show creators may not have meant for things to be this awful and deep, but still...

tl'dr: The New Mandalorians not only exiled those Mandalorians who chose the warrior traditions, but those who were racial diverse. Evidence is given in that every one of the New Mandalorians shown, even the background characters, were white, light haired, and pale eyed. The language used to describe the exiled Mandalorians was also pretty xenophobic and prejudiced.

Thoughts on possible directions to Sabine's play here....
Read more... )

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Aug. 15th, 2017 08:09 am
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 Today's goal, stay away from Facebook and Tumblr. I need a break from how awful the world is.

tiskets and taskets

Aug. 14th, 2017 05:49 pm
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The guy at MEC (Canadian for "REI") suggested a specific brand of bike basket (Wald), one that bolted onto the front fork in addition to hanging from the handlebars, so it had more support and didn't interfere with the cables.

I ordered one from Amazon last week and it arrived today.

I rode home awkwardly clutching the box with one hand because I had nowhere on the bike to carry it, which seems ironic.

Looks like it'll require specialised tools to attach, though, since my front wheel is 'quick release.' Also since I have basically no tools at this point in time. Guess I'm taking it into MEC on Friday. Maybe they can fix the shifter indicator that they broke a couple of weeks ago when it was in for a tuneup.

I /like/ having a bike. Very curious to see if I continue to like it when it gets cold and/or wet.

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Aug. 14th, 2017 03:51 pm
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 So wow...that thing in West Virginia...I don't think I need to say I'm so far beyond against what those waste of DNA are expressing that I can't even express it. But I find myself feeling kind of helpless. I know there's places to donate cash and such, but I'm kind of tight on cash. There is a protest in my area at the end of the month but I kind of feel like it's a case of preaching to the choir since I live in a pretty liberal area (SF Bay).

Of course signs are indicating leadership of these stains came from the Bay Area, which is just really hard to bend my mind around, so maybe that preaching isn't just talking to those who agree. 

I also have one person on my FB feed who has to say she can't support initiating violence, no matter at whom. I can see her point, but I don't think now is the time for that conversation. People have a right to be angry and all that. I doubt this person is meaning to derail that anger, but I can't help feeling like that how it is coming across.

Over all I'm just heart broken and anger, and I just don't know what to do to make the world better. I used to think raising our children to not hate was the way, but now I'm afraid there won't be much of a world if we don't act now.

bright the hawk's flight

Aug. 14th, 2017 01:10 pm
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Tattoo photo (warning: fb), taken on Friday shortly after the autostick-saran-wrap came off. The background isn't finished and the whole wants another going-over, but it's there.

I'm reasonably happy with it. I'd been thinking of the background as much more line-art sketched-in, but I like the detail work. And I'm exceptionally pleased with how the hawk came out.

It doesn't yet feel like a part of me. Probably gonna take awhile for that to settle in.
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If you have anything to say to me, comments are screened (and, unlike LJ, don't become visible to anyone else when replied to...)

BiCon meme

Aug. 13th, 2017 09:19 am
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Sessions run: One, the Bi Photo Casebooks one.

Sort of - it was on the programme at 9:30 on Saturday, and a combination of the timeslot and the other things in it meant there ended up being two of us... which wasn't really enough. So we left a note and I went late to my second choice.

(I'd still like to do some, but it'll involve doing what other people do and ripping off The Sun's images to use with new words. That'd involve accepting that their range of representation of people though.)

Sessions attended: Seven. Regenerating momentum for anti-racist work; Continuity almost-AGM; Stonewall - what happened; Pre-DMP; Social life blogging; Bi oral history project; UK Bi Pride; Sex toys.

Oh, that's eight. Nine if you include the one I tried to do. Ten if you include the DMP itself, which I don't.

Sleep achieved: Enough. Each night. Despite being on the noisy side of the accommodation (i.e. facing the entrance) and the 'why were the council not overthrown when they allowed it' 24 hour flights.

Having said that, I was definitely yawning on the drive back.

People snogged: None.

People I did Rude Things with: None.

People I would have liked to do more sex-type things with but didn't: 'Would have happily done sex-type things with if they had asked', almost everyone as usual.

I am really amused that only one person noticed something / felt able to ask.

The two people who have been easily on top of the 'would have liked..' list both know and aren't interested, so aren't on it any more. Very good non-sexual time spent with both of them.

Hugs achieved: I don't see it as a.. contest? which is what 'achievement makes it feel like. Some.

Songs danced to: None

Parties attended: For some of us, the whole thing is a party. Party parties, none. I would have gone to the cheese one had I not been helping someone else with something at the time.

Games played: Skulls & Roses, Dixit (lost badly each time), Sushi Go (leading coming into the last round, last at the end of it), Jaipur (narrow loss).

Strange food and drinks consumed when offered to me: I liked the bakes in the craft space.

Number of children I was responsible for: .. at BiCon, none. I helped made sure one toddler didn't escape the very nice pizza place I went to on Saturday.

Food eaten: One of the most sensible things I did was bring the ingredients for gazpacho, make a bowl of it on Thursday evening, and eat it throughout. Liquid! Veg! Some carb! Veg!

People I meant to talk to, or meant to talk to more, but didn't: One in particular, but there is never enough time to spend as much as I want with everyone I want to.

Things I didn't bring, but should have: Toothbrush and paste. I also missed the implications of 'no toiletries' in the what was provided by the venue list and didn't pack any soap etc.

It's a bit weird that the venue throw away a huge number of barely used toilet rolls in order to give everyone a new one, but don't do soap...

Pages of book(s) brought that were read: None. I wasn't really expecting to, but I did bring one.

Alcohol consumed: None.

Other recreational drugs taken: None.

Times I fell over: None.

Injuries sustained: A scrapped knuckle on something.

Perseids spotted: None, grrr.

People spotted in the train station on Sunday afternoon: Came by car.

Best non-Bicon thing about the weekend: The only non-BiCon thing I did was go for two bits of food, once for a takeaway for five which also meant I could also get things like a toothbrush etc that I had forgotten to pack plus some breakfast yogurt from a Co-op that happened to be opposite, and the aforesaid pizza.

Volunteering done (can be anything even small thing like picking up litter or buying organisers a drink): Plenty.

Glacier

Aug. 12th, 2017 10:17 pm
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I feel very much like I'm talking about the things that don't matter, but the things that matter very much are private and inward and delicate, and to share such things widely would not be the done thing.

So: life bits, in passing.

The freezer (the thinner, left, door of the two-doored refrigerator) has had ice on the bottom -- at first just a little bit, and a few cubes that had fallen out of the ice maker -- for a while. We've had "de-glacier the freezer" on the to-do list for a while.

This morning (I think?) it hit critical, while I was -- ah, yes, it was this morning, because I was retrieving the frozen vegetables that I'd use in lunch -- searching around for something that turned out to be in the bottom drawer.

The drawers in this freezer are wire baskets with snap-on (and fall-off) plastic fronts. The bottom drawer was blocked from pulling out because the ice on the bottom was too high.

I grumbled, laid down the kitchen utility towel (one of the old ones with fraying and maybe a hole or two) and grabbed a knife for ice-pick duty. (My partner was unavailable for help, on some other unspecifiable but definitely important mission of internet mercy. Godspeed, friend.) Anyway, it would probably not have benefitted from two people. So I whacked at the ice for a while, and got it mostly on the towel. I tugged at the drawer.

The drawer shot out with surprising ease, given the big chunk of ice still attached to the bottom. I had words. I went for the cooler-bag.

It turned out that the ice sheet was attached to the basket by only a few wires, and once I figured out how to get it in the sink at the right angle, I was able to use hot water to get the ice off those wires. I left the larger sheet in the sink to thaw and drop its inclusions all over the sink, like boulders on a cleanly carved valley.

The ice had come out in one piece. There was still a little coming down the slanted surface of the bottom back, and a little more below the vent that disperses cold air or something. I swiped it out with a different kitchen towel that was due to be washed soon anyway, and reported back to my partner (after they emerged from their task).

The stuff went back in, a little more organized than it had come out, with a few things put in the fridge to thaw.

A generous double handful of the frozen mixed vegetables went in the frying pan, along with some bacon and potato. It would be slowly cooked into glorious lunch with cheese. A proper weekend brunch sort of item.

I found the strawberries I'd put aside when I got the big thing of them, frozen into a sullen frisbee sort of shape in the bottom of the round container. I pondered, tried chopping into it with a not-big-enough knife, then the brainstorm hit. I retrieved the largest of the melamine bowls (the ones with the lids) and popped the disc in.

Then I shook it.

A whole bunch of frozen strawberries make some gawdawful noise, being rattled like rocks against a hard surface, but it does tend to break them apart quite handily. I liberated a few to chuck in the food processor (an attachment for my stick blender, which I finally found at some late point in the packing, so it went in my Bachelor Kitchen Box) to turn into dust to grace the top of the lemon jelly. (Lemon jello plus shreds of frozen strawberry? RECOMMENDED.)

I also got some mending done this morning. There are some shirts that need their necks re-hemmed, plus under-layer shorts that had started blowing out at the crotch but were still otherwise in good shape. I had found one of the dismangled (a typo, but I'm keeping it) pairs of shorts, and sacrificed it for patches.

I will need to either repair my sewing machine (I dropped it while trying to get it set up) or locate the Sidewinder. The sewing machine still lights up and stitches, but something is awry in the bobbin winder. This is the second sewing machine that I've jacked up such that it won't wind bobbins anymore. Additionally, something else is wrong with the actual bobbin nest -- I believe some plate fell out. So it's harder to load, but at least it does still sew.

Kitten has decided that I am an acceptable surface to sleep on/against, and has started doing just that. It's cute, until I need to move, at which point she meows accusingly. Sometimes she settles back against me, and sometimes she stalks off and sits in her accustomed place on Partner. (Partner sleeps on their back, face up, sometimes guarding their bladder area with their hands against kitten massage even as they sleep.)
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Erin's staying with me for the week, which is lovely. She got in on Friday afternoon, and we've spent the extended-weekend snuggling and cooking and talking and running errands. It's been well over a decade since I've had a partner come to stay with me for longer than an afternoon, excepting Emily for the couple of years we were in DC and not living together. (And this past Xmas, I guess, though that was its own kettle of awkwardfish.) It's worked out rather well.

We went and got most of the Cargo furniture on Saturday, and it fits into the space pretty well though not quite as easily as I'd hoped. Gonna take a bit more rearranging to get it the way I want. Also, I'd like to get some art hung up sooner than later, in the hope that that'll help it feel more ... more real, more mine, something. I'm really good at getting my space about 80% of the way there, and then just not bothering with that last 20%.

Trips to the old condo are now most definitely Difficult, emotionally. Emily's solidly settled in and she's made the space her own. It's good to see her doing well. It's also rough to surround myself with... with how effectively I've been removed from something that used to be shared. There are still a couple more things that I need to do there: sorting artwork, for one. Maybe if I know / admit in advance that it's gonna be rough it'll be easier. Maybe.



I said "extended weekend" and I meant it. I took yesterday off work to get my second tattoo.

I've gone into extended detail about my first. This one took much less dithering and deliberating. A couple of weeks ago I went in and spoke with Rachel Lige, an artist that Erin recommended, and tried to describe the idea I'd had in my head. She made approving noises and asked a few questions and used words like "negative space" that I hadn't had the vocabulary to put into my description and quickly sketched something that looked like it might conceivably approximate what I was thinking of. I put down a deposit and made a tentative appointment for, well, yesterday, and emailed her some reference material that afternoon (a few silhouettes, plus the Le Guin and the Richard Siken poems), and tried to think no more about it.

Until last week when she sent me a preliminary design, and it was just about perfect. As an added bonus, seeing it, rather than trying to visualise, gave me the ability to describe it. "On my left pec, a silhouette of a hawk in flight, dark purple and filled with stars, over a dark grey sketched-in landscape." I wrote back to her with a couple of minor suggestions and confirmed Tuesday.

The whole experience was markedly more pleasant than the previous one. Some of that's having Erin there for much of the time (she ducked out for an hour or so to run a few errands), some of it's feeling more comfortable with Rachel than with Gilda, some of it's just having been here before and knowing a bit better what to expect. It took, mm, somewhere between three and four hours. Much of it was painful but not so bad: bits directly over ribs or sternum pinched unpleasantly, and the area down towards my armpit was just plain more sensitive. Then the last half-hour to forty-five minutes, in a combination of 'going over parts that have already been poked raw two or three times' and 'body is just Done', were sheer unpleasant agony. So we got most of it done, and I'll be back in a month or so for touchup and to finish some of the outside bits.

It looks lovely, though right now it's more red than I'd like. One expects that that will improve as it heals. The landscape's more detailed than I'd expected, and maybe darker, but I'm happy with it. I'm particularly pleased with how the stars in the hawk came out.

I was distinctly lightheaded when I sat up: not just a standard low-blood-pressure thing, but a very specific floatiness and absence of conscious thought. It's neat. I'm glad Erin was there: she fed me half a litre of chocolate milk and guided me to the Ethiopian place on the Drive where we ate raw cow and spicy lentils, and then took me home and generally kept track of me. So that was lovely, too.

I've already got vague ideas for next/additional pieces. The first tattoo I ever considered, back when I was still in engineering, was an electrical ground symbol on my Achilles tendon, and I still (or maybe again?) think that's relevant. I've recently kicked around the idea of a tiny orange, though that might be a passing fancy. And I've a mental image of a larger, brighter, piece on my right shoulder and upper arm. No sense of what it is, just that it... ought to be there, somehow.

In the meantime, I can focus on healing up from this one.