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Oct. 24th, 2014 03:47 am
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Got my new sleep medication in the mail on Wed. Only took, what, 5 months?

It came just as I was about to go to sleep for the day. (I was in bed, but alone in the house. The dog heard someone at the door and barked. So I went down, got it, and put it away.) Opened the box the next day. The box was big enough to fit a couple dozen paperbacks. Inside were some instructions and paperwork. And a brochure with no text. Open it up, and a friendly man and woman take turns reading you the information. (Remember, almost all the patients who take this stuff are totally blind.) Oh, and one little pill bottle. Filling up the rest of the relatively cavernous box was a big sheet of oversized bubble wrap.

I read the printed instructions from the pharmacy. (They'd asked before mailing if I needed them in any special format - audio or braille or whatever.) On the sheet and again on the bottle, it said the medication must be stored at 77 F (25 C), but that it can be stored "briefly" at temperatures from 59 - 86 F (15 - 30 C). Also, it must be kept away from moisture. And light. Wow, this stuff is sensitive! Good thing I brought it in from the front stoop; it's been pretty rainy. But, oh no! It was overnight downstairs, where the temperature was well below 77! (Was I going to need to buy an incubator for the one little pill bottle?)

I called the manufacturer's hotline. "Oh, that. That just means you need to keep it at room temperature. Don't put it in the fridge or near any heat sources, and you should be fine."


But also... huh? If that's what you mean, then put that on the label. What's with the scary specificity?

Then again, among the safe places to store it that she listed was "medicine cabinet." The instructions also clearly say not to keep it in the bathroom. (Most likely because of moisture.) I think I'll call back today, see if I can check with someone else...

Anyway, I've got an appointment with the sleep doctor next week to let her know I have the stuff and go over instructions. By then, my sleep schedule should be coming around towards normal. I'm going to have to hold my sleep schedule steady for weeks or more to give this stuff a fair try. (The friendly people in the brochure told me that it can, for some people, take weeks or even months before the stuff has any noticeable effect.) We'll see how it goes. But this could get rough. And exhausting.
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It turns out that I have some unprocessed emotions from the final months of LiveJournal volunteering. I found this out due to a superficially similar thing adjacent to me triggering those emotions last night. Once I identified it as both having tripped off some stored-up trauma, and also (thanks to a timely comment from [personal profile] sithjawa) affecting my man'chi, it was easier to cope.

Easier didn't mean actually easy. I still started out my morning in a right state. I was underslept a bit, so I was a bit woobly, and the main thing keeping me from hiding under somebody's desk with some fairly terrible raspberry vodka was that it would be unseemly. So I didn't do that. And then Fishie said something on Twitter which struck my funny bone, and I laughed a lot about it and then I was basically okay. And then my Overlady called me into her office for some advice and a pep talk, and that was good.

And then it was time for an A-Team training session on some in-house software made by the same team which makes my participant database tool. Of whom I have grown increasingly fond in contrast to the everloving helpdesk software, which is out-house. (Which also explains why I could not find anything online when searching up the name of the tool.) The thing is a front end for the awkward automated coupling of Mailman with arguments against certain fields in the company directory, via a nightly cronjob. The highlight was the awkward attempt to not explain boolean logic when explaining some of the less intuitive settings. The dev also wasn't sure quite what the Bugzilla category was for it.

I did catch the tail end of lunch with Purple, which irrationally pleased me (as he'd put off going to lunch as long as possible in order to possibly overlap with me, as I'd told him my schedule).

After that there was a team meeting. The grandmanager has returned.

Researcher Carmageddon was surprised to see me in early. He wasn't having the greatest of days either, due to having parked the previous evening inside what later became a crime scene due to the discovery of some explosives or something, just in time for him to not be able to drive in search of dinner. This did not start his morning off the best.

Later in the evening, I was poking at the mail tool to see what lists there were in the live version. Within about twenty minutes, I found myself raiding Bugzilla, because I'd discovered a bit of a little UI bug. This touched off a rediscovery of how strong a case of impostor syndrome I actually have, with concurrent pep talk from Purple. It is apparently patently obvious to anyone within looning distance of me how much delight I take in finding these things. The surprise to me this time was how easy the first one was to find. I do this. I'm good at this. I should stop being surprised that I'm good at this. It does help to have someone who knows exactly what kind of pressure cooker filled with dry ice DeVry was.

Tomorrow will be an utter zoo.

Tonight, I'm putting a few more touches on the costume. It's going to be very hot, but I think it's worth it.

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Oct. 23rd, 2014 09:28 pm
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 Oh god Ben, I already love you, you don't have to keep proving it. (Preview for the next F4 wherein it is shown that Ben has been sending birthday and Christmas presents to Flint Marco's daughter and in Flint's name while Flint is serving time. For those who don't know, some time ago it was revealed that Flint and Ben knew each other back in their youth, before they became The Thing and Sandman, and Ben convinced Flint to go legit and stop committing crimes as Sandman; which lasted a far bit.)

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Oct. 23rd, 2014 08:37 pm
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 I love when the Mary Sue does a recap/review. Here's their MST2k pass at the Avengers 2 trailer.

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Oct. 23rd, 2014 03:34 pm
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 I think we may have seen Yang's mother now. Spoilers in the link obviously, also large animated gifs.

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Oct. 23rd, 2014 12:13 pm
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 I am having too much fun throwing Rand (Tybalt) and Selina at the Sookie canon vampires. =D

Rand is less pleased than Selina, however.

Also, two songs are competing for my Toby/Tybalt OST: Panic! At The Disco's Collar Full and My Chemical Romance's The Only Hope For Me Is You.

Selina's top song is currently Neon Jungle's Trouble.

Ok, food time and then back to tagging.

making a noise, somewhat joyfully

Oct. 23rd, 2014 10:12 am
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The past month or so I've been musicking.

It's a little weird to realise that I am deliberately choosing to practice. Not a lot: half-hour a day, 4-5 days a week. But still. Turns out, not being forced to do something makes it more likely I'll enjoy doing it.

On Monday I took my cello to a highly-regarded luthier to see if he could find a way to stop the horrible buzzing it makes when I play low notes, and also fix up anything else that looked like a problem. We spent about twenty minutes going over the whole thing. He identified a couple of things that I knew were problems (strings, bow hair), one or two things that I'd suspected were problems, and a few things that I hadn't noticed but were pretty obviously problematic when he pointed them out.

The thing about cheap cellos (and this is not an expensive cello) is that they cost about as much to fix as the expensive ones. Oh well. It's less than a new cello would run, and it'll be nice to have it in good shape again.

In other news )

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Oct. 22nd, 2014 12:11 pm
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 Okay, I am putting away Tumblr, reading the latest Catwoman (when she becomes the mob boss of Gotham!) and then EPing Tybalt.
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For some reason I can't stop thinking about this. It occurs to me that even when you don't bring gender into it, "screaming like a kid" is belittling to children since the whole trope is meant to make the big strong character seem weak for laughs. Kids aren't weak nor are they a punch line.

I think instead I will just describe the shriek and not use similes at all.

Still, I kind of like "he screamed like misogynistic expectations".

Tybalt head canons

Oct. 22nd, 2014 07:11 am
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Drove in today while listening to my Tybalt playlist since my iPod lost contact with Audible and, thus, couldn't log into finish my current book, Croak. This, of course, caused ideas since driving at high speeds for long periods of time seems to be great for my creativity.

Behind a cut for spoilers... )

OK, time to get the DE up.

adventures in the voice recognition

Oct. 22nd, 2014 02:00 am
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Settings > my device > language and input > google voice typing > settings > uncheck block offensive words.

Mother fucker.

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Oct. 21st, 2014 01:49 pm
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Things I will never do if I ever actually finish a story that is not fanfiction, use a variation of words to suggest a character screamed like a little girl unless they are in fact a little girl. I am tired of the phrase, “He screamed like a 7 year old girl” and its ilk. You can say the exact thing without bringing gender into it. “He screamed like a 7 year old” still works cause let me tell you, 7 year old boys have just as a high a voice.

This being besides the point that little girls kick ass and implying someone screaming like one is unmanly or such like is complete bull shit.

Breaker of Chains

Oct. 20th, 2014 03:02 pm
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For the second game on my Xbox I played Infinite Undiscovery which I finished yesterday. It's developed by tri-Ace and published by Square Enix.

I liked it quite a bit! The premise is that the evil Order of Chains has chained the moon so it stays in one place, which is wreaking havoc on the land. You are part of the Liberation Force which is going around breaking the chains. There's some nice character development as you start out as a reluctant companion and evolve into competent leader. All the characters are likable (except Edward, who starts out as rather a jerk) and have stories of their own.

The gameplay is action-based. Pressing A deals a quick attack, whereas pressing B deals a slower attack that has more power behind it. You can also hold down A or B to execute special attacks, which are as signed in the Battle menu. There's a neat system in which you Connect to other characters. During battle, you can Connect to them to perform special actions. For instance, Aya is a bow user, so you can Connect to her to snipe enemies from a distance. If you Connect to characters in town, dialogue with NPCs may change.

The game reminded me a bit of a western RPG because there are quests to be done. Many are fetch quests and require running about town a lot. There are also some killing enemies quests. Even with all the quests, the game is pretty short - I only put 40 hours into it. I started it again on Hard mode, lol. This time I'm going to spend more time on crafting, in order to get the crafting achievements. One thing I dislike is that shops change their wares, and in endgame there's not a lot of materials to be found in the shops, making crafting impossible. I've read that you can download vouchers from the Live marketplace that fixes this, but my Xbox isn't connected to the network, so that rules that out, darn. So I'm going to stockpile materials and do crafting as soon as possible to try to get around this issue. I also might skip the shop upgrade quests.

I really enjoyed this game, and wish I had more JRPGs to play. I do have Chrono Trigger for the Nintendo DS which I might play next, haven't decided. Otherwise, it will be a western RPG on my Xbox. I've got a playthrough of Dragon Age: Origins in the works, but I might restart it because it's been so long since I played it. I also have Mass Effect, which I barely got into.

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Oct. 20th, 2014 09:37 am
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 Well, if I ever decide to bring in Quinlan when he's old,  got some great gifs here to use.

13 years is a while!

Oct. 20th, 2014 02:02 am
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13 years ago Saturday, I pledged to be the friend who didn't fall off the radar for Darkside. It has worked out rather better than he thought it would so far. :)

Nepal hiatus

Oct. 20th, 2014 08:19 am
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Just putting a small hiatus notice until November, as I'm currently in Kathmandu Nepal and about to head to a rural village (which will have wifi because I'm setting it up for a school and teaching them how to maintain it) although it's still east Nepal so not that remote as far as Nepal goes). I should have limited access to email, but other things are proving frustrating. Definitely an experience so far - will blog about it later. Probably November. XD

nothing to fear except links

Oct. 19th, 2014 02:44 pm
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Quit The Day Job: "I've quit my job to be a writer at least four times." I love this so much.

Of the Genders there are sixe: "Ben Jonson, circa 1617, trying to bend English grammar on the anvil of Latin."

Because I will read anything even tangentially related to the terrible things Robert Moses did to New York and to American cities in general, 'The Power Broker' Turns 40: How Robert Caro Wrote a Masterpiece: "Caro is 78 years old. Gottlieb, who has edited every one of Caro’s books, is 83. 'He’s always saying, "Actuarially, you have to hurry up and finish this." It's a great remark!' Caro said."

How To Open a Wine Bottle With a Feather: a bit of worldbuilding that's mentioned a few times in the Dragaera books and that I always assumed involved sorcery or witchcraft. Awesome.

Trigger Warning: Life With PTSD: "It took years, and several diagnoses, to land on PTSD. My psychiatrist and I agreed that it was obvious in retrospect, but retrospect took decades to find."

Giant fish cannon shoots 40 salmon per minute, is actually saving the environment: "This isn’t the first time a massive cannon or vacuum has been used with salmon."

F.D.C. Willard, "Occupation: Rodentia Predation Consultant/Physicist." More details: "Dr. Hetherington did not relish revising and retyping the whole text, so, instead, he simply added a co-author: his Siamese cat Chester (sired by Willard). And for legitimacy, he tacked on two more initials, FD (from Felix domesticus) to create 'FDC Willard.'"

Why No One Used Camouflage Until WWI: "One cubist, Lucien-Victor Guirand de Scevola, was put in charge of a whole new department of the French Army devoted to camouflaging buildings, planes, cannons, trucks and installations. He described his task very succinctly: 'In order to deform totally the aspect of an object, I had to employ the means that cubists use to represent it.'"

Nimona. A (complete) comic / graphic novel about a self-appointed sidekick and her villain (kind of). Funny, clever, tense, occasionally sniffly. Worth reading. Out in dead-tree-form in May 2015.

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Oct. 19th, 2014 01:03 pm
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 I am snakered. Drove to Reno on Friday to visit my family and attend my nephew's first birthday and then drove back home this morning. My ears are ringing from the preasure changes and giving a middle schooler control of the music. Seanan definitely has the teenager and car stereo scenario down.

The visit was just long enough to be fun and not decent into judgemental comments. Now, I am beat and ready for a nap but I've a couple hours of Her Ladyship's water polo practice first.

I hope to have some tagging spoons tonight but I think Selina might have to miss the roller disco.
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Friday was a special work holiday celebration on account of Diwali. The event invitation said to dress colorfully, so I did -- the sea-blue print skirt, a screaming magenta top, a knit teal mesh scarf paired with a burnout royal blue scarf (both the same size of infinite), and yellow and blue ribbons in my loose hair. The Stage Manager: "It looks like you walked through a rainbow and it exploded."

I went early-ish; Purple also went early-ish; we failed to locate each other until much later. I sat down next to Mr. Sub-tle and chatted a bit while sewing square white buttons on a black shawl. The major challenge is to sew them on in a way that has them retain their orientation. I learned many things about the shenanigans which go into arranging certain events.

At length lb appeared, and then the Other Guy. They had a rousing discussion of events. Eventually things got louder, and lb and I headed over to a quieter side bench, which had the disadvantage of extra reverb. Purple came out to join us after a while, and there was lengthy and hilarious discussion, some of which was more appropriate than others. I got an appreciable amount done on embellishing the shawl. The buttons were sent in a large bulk bag. The manufacturing process involved chips of plastic lodging themselves in the thread tunnels of the buttons, so I had to ream them out. Meanwhile, Purple and lb and Dean Pelton (and Purple points out that our version is *much more* butch than Community's) all thought they looked like chiclets. "Manlets!" Purple declared. Whereupon I said that I was reaming the manlet. Hilarity, etc.

Dinner or something was briefly under debate, but declined on the grounds that Saturday was going to be sort of epic. Purple and I wrapped up, then walked out together. We nearly lost balance when hugging, but recovered. I was reminded of the gif floating around tumblr of the people dancing off a balcony, then demonstrated Tay's tango-punch. Purple had thought of a slightly different way to do that, which delighted me. And then we headed off, intending to have quiet and early nights. I did better at that than he did, as he proved to be coding up a storm on some personal projects, late into the night...

lb invited one of his other work friends back to #adventuresofstnono. Whee!

Big Damn Hangar

Oct. 19th, 2014 12:37 am
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The streams have crossed. I've now met two of Purple's good friends from non-work (tentatively dubbed Catboy and the Antisocial Butterfly) and they now know that I say "As helpful as a ferret in a bowl of packing peanuts" when Purple is being super helpy.

The event: an open house at the NASA Ames Research Center, attended by like fucking half the goddamn sf bay area.

Despite the woeful elements of my day, I'm feeling really pretty damn good about the whole thing, which is great -- the same series of events could have resulted in a really kind of terrible day. Happily, they did not.

long day is long )