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| Thursday, December 31st, 2009 |
gwynraven
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9:22p |
50bookchallenge, 15000pages
Book #100 -- Beth Kephart, Nothing but Ghosts , 286 pages. This is a beautiful story of love and loss and those events that haunt us the rest of our lives. To keep her mind off her mother's recent death, sixteen-year-old Katie takes a job helping take care of the vast gardens of a mysterious recluse. With her investigations of the estate, Katie becomes interested in the history of the family, and, digging through the local history collection as well as the garden, begins to piece together the old woman's tragic past. Progress toward goals: 365/365 = 100.0% Books: 100/100 = 100.0% Pages: 25029/25000 = 100.1% WOOHOO!!!!! With only 2.5 hours left, I have met both my goals! 2009 Book Listcross-posted to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) 15000pages, 50bookchallenge, and ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) gwynraven |
jadecat
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7:31p |
News
In news the first- I'm sick. This makes me grumpy for several reasons, not the least of which is that I feel like crap. This particular plague involves nasal congestion and a very sore throat. Now, I don't think I have strep or anything, I think my throat is instead irritated by all the post-nasal drip. Because the sludge that is occupying my sinuses has no desire to come out my nose, instead it just wants to ooze down the back of my throat. Aren't you glad I shared? Talking is a chore, and I've been doing my best to avoid it However, making sounds is still okay, and thus I have been pointing and making varying noises in order to explain to the husband what I require. This is sometimes comical. In other news- husband and I watched the movie "Easy Virtue" last night. It's based on the Noel Coward play and stars Jessica Biel, Ben Barnes, Colin Firth, and Kristin Scott Thomas. It was better than I thought it would be. Normally I can see the way a movie is going to end early on, but this one left me guessing, which I enjoyed. Some of the cliched characters turned out to be not so cliched. In brief- the oldest son of a British family goes wandering on the continent, and comes home with an American bride. To the family's shock and horror. Oh, it takes places in roughly the 1920s. Anyway, the son had a girl, someone they always thought he'd marry. When she shows up the original thought is that she'll be horrible- but she's not. She's accepting, and even friendly! Which was neat. One of my very favorite parts was actually on the outtake reel. The son, played by Ben Barnes, comes into the library where Dad, played by Colin Firth, is reading. Son comes in and 'Oh, ummm's and then says he didn't know anyone would be in there, dad says that yes, he's always in there, moving books just a little to the left... S: I think I had better go. D, serious: Yes, I think you'd better had. Hubby and I laughed. the phrasing, the timing- perfect. Then Colin chuckled a bit, apologizing to the director/crew because 'they just couldn't help it.' I think there was more I intended to write about, but I seem to have forgotten what it was... so I'll go now. Oh yeah- Happy New Year to you all!! :) Current Mood:  sick |
shadesong
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6:39p |
Answers, part one
What is Diesel?A coffeehouse in Somerville where polyamorous geeky Bostonians gather on Tuesday evenings. How are you doing?Hangin' in. There's a lot of grit-my-teeth-and-keep-moving this month, but I know that being off gluten will help. What's your secret?I don't really have any that aren't also someone else's. And I can't tell those! What's your biggest goal for 2010?Finish a book. Ideally, the rape culture book and/or Cicatrix. What do you do if you can't make yourself do what you need?...flail about it a lot? Also feel very cranky with myself if I know what I need and am still digging in my heels. If you could have a marine animal for a pet (assuming you lived adjacent to its habitat) what would it be?Hm. No marine animals really feel petlike to me! I'm fond of sea urchins... what favorite food would you like to make gluten-free?Bread. I want bread that tastes and feels like bread. Heck, the only things I could possibly ask you, aren't really any of my business.Yeah, but you can ask anyway. What is one thing you want more than anything in the world? (something tangible)A universal cure for disease. Not just mine. Everyone's. A magical pill with no side effects that you just pop once and hey presto! Cured! Do you mean something more realistic? In that case, a house. I miss owning a home and being able to do with it what I please. What should I write next?The thing you were writing before, novelwise! how do you keep it together, when you're hanging by a thread?Heh. I don't always. *rueful grin* In all seriousness, I do because I have to; because I am depended upon. This is not a superhero complex. It's an Elayna-and-Adam thing. Is the secret to being polyamorous not being afraid your lover will leave you for someone else?The secret to polyamory is Google Calendar. Yes, people laugh when I say that, but look who's laughing - the monogamous folks! I tell you again. Google Calendar. Learn it. Love it. Okay, but really, physical tools aside: Communication. Honesty. Mutual respect among everyone involved. And yes, emotional security and self-confidence. And you snuck a question into your secret! Yes, I've posed (those are by photognome in 2003), and will again in 2010. Will we ever get to see each other when you come to Florida?I hope so! It sucks that both you and haikujaguar are just that little bit too out of the way. :( Is there intelligent life on earth?My cat's pretty smart. What do you wish for?Health for myself and all my friends. An end to rape and sexual assault. Everyone I know to be doing what makes them happy and energizes them. All of my friends who want kids to have 'em. The motivation to sit my ass down and write. The time to sit my ass down and write. The time to date more! A TARDIS. Or a time turner and a teleporter. I wish for all the awesome people to move to Boston. I wish for a roller-skating birthday party with a Spider-Man cake. Revenge upon my enemies. An artist for Shayara and "Happy Hour at the Tooth and Claw". A hedgehog. A new laptop. I wish for celiac to be my body's actual problem, because then I will feel well. And I wish for 2010 to be the best year yet, and for things to only get better from there. |
gen
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4:32p |
One of my roles as a wife can be summarized by the term 'pit crew'. I try to play a support role so that my husband can function better. Sometimes it's minor mundane things, and sometimes it's completely random. Yesterday was one of those random moments as I went to Lowes with a square of wall that I had carved out of an unobtrusive section and had color matched. Scott had tried wiping a stain off of the wall and ended up wiping the paint off with it, so I decided this would be a good time to go out and buy some paint we can use to cover up the various spots around the house. I also bought some plaster and a little paddle applicator thingy to fix the spot on the wall where I got the paint chip from. Total damage about forty bucks, which included a gallon of custom paint, brushes, and the plaster stuff. Unfortunately on the way home a persistent tickle in my throat did not go away and in fact worsened a bit. I'd been taking vitamin C and such, but that only does so much and if you're sick, you're sick. My innards have been trying and failing to catch colds for weeks now, and finally something broke through the defenses and laid me out. Last night I took a full dose of Nyquil, and being the lightweight that I am only woke back up a couple of hours ago. I may repeat the experience tonight, but I have a bit of work to do and I want to be up to see the new year in. New Years will be what I have traditionally done for a few years now. Order takeout from the local Chinese place that has been here ever since I moved here almost fifteen years ago. Watch some movies I have via Netflix and RedBox, which I never thought would exist fifteen years ago, and perhaps start on my Blu-Ray collection of The Prisoner, which I definitely would never have thought existed back then because we were all still watching VHS tapes. Happy New Year, folks. |
theferrett
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4:15p |
Irony, or Coincidence>
My Roomba is cleaning my living room using an algorithm called "The Drunkard's Walk." Funnily enough, that's the very same method I'll use to mess up my living room later tonight. |
zoethe
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3:53p |
iRead
Having whipped through The Tales of Beedle the Bard today, I have read 73 books this year. Not brilliant, but not bad for the year. I didn't keep up with monthly reviews - my bad. But ( here's the list )A number of classics, a number of just fun reads. Good year. |
shadesong
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3:28p |
Last of the year.
Poll #1505614
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: None, participants: 22 Ask me a question. Tell me a secret. Also, comments to this post are screened, so people can ask/tell anonymously. |
zoethe
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1:23p |
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gwynraven
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10:28a |
50bookchallenge, 15000pages
Book #99 -- Elizabeth Beckwith, Raising the Perfect Child Through Guilt and Manipulation , 236 pages. This wonderful book walks new parents through the steps involved in the long-successful childraising technique known as the "Guilt and Manipulation Technique." I, myself, was raised with this highly effective technique, as was my mother before me, and her mother too. Beckwith spells out in plain language what generations of Catholic mothers have done instinctively for years. Thus, by reading Beckwith's book, the non-Catholic mother can also benefit from this wonderful program. Beckwith provides clear instructions, illustrative anecdotes from her own childhood, and discussion questions to help you get started. (yes, there's snark here) Progress toward goals: 365/365 = 100.0% Books: 99/100 = 99.0% Pages: 24743/25000 = 99.0% 2009 Book Listcross-posted to 15000pages, 50bookchallenge, and gwynraven |
krikketgirl
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11:25a |
Rearview Mirror
I'm terrible at the memes that ask you to reflect on important dates. In fact, I remember very few: my birthday, the birthdays of a few select people who have dates that somehow stick in my mind, the date of my anniversary, and the birthdates of my children (though I have to think about it hard for a few seconds before I am sure). The thing is that I am usually so busy trying to assimilate the big changes and work out their overall purpose and direction that I forget to really mark them in my head as "the date that changed everything." So as I come to the end of another year, and I try to reflect on it and figure out what happened and how I changed, I am at a bit of a loss. Still, it is human to want to try to share some of the bigger items, though the faithful among you have lived through them as much as I have. The big news, of course, was getting a full-time job. It struck with the suddenness of summer lightning and left me a little discombobulated. I had hoped that I would move into the new position with grace and dignity. Instead, I've melted down, doubted myself, and thought that I could never make it. Still, I've made it to the halfway point of my first (hopefully not only) school year as an employee. Meanwhile, I've been continuing my own schooling, even though at moments it has seemed so very unworthy of the effort. My current schedule calls for graduation sometime in 2013...with a 2-year degree...so it's increasingly hard to hang in there and feel purposeful. Being inducted into the Phi Theta Kappa honor society helped me feel that I was at least accomplishing something. My Oldest Son is...well, I don't think "blossoming" is the word; becoming a "hulking teenager." He is delightful some of the time and maddening some of the time, and I'm enjoying our first step into the teen years, though the thought of the changes and challenges to come sometimes makes my heart quiver and leap within me. This year, I have been especially thankful for the friends that God has sent my way and for their compassion, mercy, and forgiveness. I've been thankful, too, for His care of me when I think that I am lost and alone. I have to say, Chris and the kids have been amazing, supportive, and comforting. I hope I can be to them even one tenth of what they have been to me. Here's to 2010. May the end of it find me happier, wiser, better, and stronger. And here's to 2009. May it shimmer away to be stored peacefully among my memories in the cornerstone of all that is to come. Happy New Year! |
zoethe
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10:41a |
The significance of zeroes
I am tempting fate by saying this before midnight, but 2009 is going down as The Year That Almost Killed Us. Yes, we did lose Bruce, Ferrett's stepdad, but that was pretty much expected. Unfortunate and painful, and an ongoing grief, but not unanticipated. 2009 presented us with any number of other challenges and damn near killed us from stress, but pulled up short of felling the axe. Ferrett's burst appendix. Kat's scary growth that mercifully was benign. Mom's eye-threatening sinus abscess, Steve's heart attack. My near-miss with a semi. Lower on the scale of drama were friends' breakups, other illnesses, pet deaths, and an assortment of other crises that, frankly, I'm already getting too residually-stressed to continue contemplating. For me, mine, and many friends and loved ones of my friends and loved ones, 2009 is a year we are happy to shed. So. Not only is a tough year drawing to a close, a decade is doing the same. I must say that it is doing so with much less pomp and ceremony than the others I remember. Perhaps we are burnt out on "significance" after the unfounded hysteria of 2000. Nevertheless, it's good to take stock. At this time in 1999 I was on the cusp of a wonderful new life. I could not have anticipated that by the turn of the next decade I would be happily ensconced in Ohio, surrounded by the most wonderful group of friends a person could possess, and more grateful for the love of friends and family than I've ever been in my life. When I look forward? The future is just as bright. Wishing you all the best in the new year, new decade, and your lives. Current Mood:  loved |
theferrett
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10:06a |
Also...
...based on yesterday's " If I came to visit you and you could request anything of me" meme, a disproportionate amount of you want me to explain things to you. Swingers, the appeal of Magic (several times over!), religion, and so forth. I should go on a lecturing tour. Failing that, the number one thing people want to do with me is "chat," which is something I'm entirely happy to do. In general, if you're reading enough to comment, you're someone who's interesting enough to talk with for hours. And if I could chat over a game of multiplayer Magic, as many others suggested? Even better. Only one person was naughty, and even she mildly so. This is a mild disappointment, of course, but I understand. |
| Friday, January 1st, 2010 |
lkemp
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4:00a |
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| Thursday, December 31st, 2009 |
theferrett
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9:39a |
A Decade, Born Of A Beautiful Promise
"I promised you," I said. "I'll be there by New Year's Eve." "Some days it seems like a dream," said Gini. "Like you don't really exist." "I know. I know." We were married, and had only spent a chopped month in each others' arms. That month was stolen in snippets - a weekend convention here, a week's vacation there, a drive back to Michigan after the wedding - each part as glorious as a fragment of diamond, but too small to keep in the chaos of our "normal" lives. We chatted. We called. But we each had these full, wonderful lives with friends and jobs and family, and even though we'd been married a month ago I still had to move up to Alaska to be with her. When that happened, this strange and wonderous journey would be complete. Yet we both had this continual fear that maybe, it wouldn't really happen. This felt too good. Our lives felt too real, these happy moments felt too transitory. Something would break. I planned to be there in October, but my job gave me an offer I couldn't refuse: a huge bonus to stay through the Christmas season. It was enough to cover my move up to Alaska - no cheap thing - and the final flight. I had to take it. And Gini and I felt that pang of being stretched further, our marriage bonds seeming thin and fragile across this gulf of three thousand miles and two long months. "New Year's Eve," I said. "I don't care if they offer me fifty thousand dollars. I'll watch the ball drop in your arms." "Promise?" "Promise." And right after Christmas, I flew out, and arrived on the 27th for Alaska flights are long, and my real life started. On New Year's Eve, we cuddled up but not watch the ball drop; at midnight, we were making slow, sweet love, renewing the promise of our personal faith, bonding in the best way we knew how. That was 1999. This is 2009. And it's been the decade of Gini. Great things have happened to me in that ten years; I've settled down in good ways, becoming more stable, wiser, less prone to shooting myself in the foot. I went to Clarion, got my first pro sale. I got a job with a site that sells Magic, and now work out of my living room with wonderfully smart people for a product I love. I have new friends, a Monster Penis System, a home that feels as snug as a bathrobe, a journal with a wondrous audience.... That's all Gini. That's all Gini. None of that would have happened if I hadn't fell in love with that fabulous intellect, arguing every topic in the Star Wars Compuserve forum with wit and passion and intellect, and decided that I had to throw everything to the winds to be with her. I flung all my chips on the table, saying, "I will risk everything for this woman," and the dealer dealt me a straight flush. It's the decade of Gini. And God willing, I know what the next decade will be: the next decade of Gini. And the next, and the next, as long as our bodies function and we still have lips to whisper. She's mine, and I'm hers, and being with her is a cornucopia of goodness, and there is no other woman who can do what she can. She is the light that illuminates me, the star I steer by, and God only knows what I'd do without her. In 1999, I made a promise. In 2009, I'll have a larger party, and we will still be making love at midnight. It won't be physical, for that would disrupt the guests, but when we kiss it'll mean the same thing: You're here you're here you're here. And that thrill never fades, it never does. |
kansaschica
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8:31a |
Silliness.
After completing about 18 of the 20 transcription reports that I needed to do tonight, I think I was getting a little silly... a little slap-happy. As I typed in the first two lines of the next report... "This is a 63-year-old male with cancer of the prostate. Patient has bone failure."I giggled like a 14-year-old boy. Oh, lawdie. Anyhoo, Happy New Year's, LJ Land! Ring in 2010 with a kiss from your special loved one, and wake up tomorrow to some black eyed peas and cornbread. (That's what I've done almost every year since I was about 4 years old!) See you on the flip side. |
velvetpage
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9:24a |
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m0nkeygrl
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7:17a |
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shadesong
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7:11a |
Thor's Day
AdministrationHappy birthday to fortunavirilis! MedicalStill headachey. *wince* But I can move my head, so it's off to work I go. Year-End MusicAnd DJ Earworm's top-25-of-2009 mashup, which I think is his best yet. Knitting ProgressHave yet to re-attack the shawl, which I didn't get to do Monday - but I finished Elayna's Gaselli scarf last night and cast on this scarf in variegated dark blue. Because the box pattern looks like TARDISes to me, and the scarf is for a man who would appreciate TARDISes. *nod* ArisiaAnyone still have room in their hotel room? greektoomey needs crashspace. Also, my reading has moved to 1:30pm on Saturday so you no longer have to choose between it and getting to s00j's concert in time! Full schedule: FRIDAY 7pm: Trauma as Character Development with Mark L. Van Name, cluegirl, Sarah Smith, and Amy Chused SATURDAY noon: Sexual Politics in Fandom Moderating. With Rachel, sparkymonster, cluegirl, and asim. 1:30: My reading! You should all be there. There will be tasty treats. And fabulous prizes. 4pm: Interstitial Fiction: Dancing Between Genres with Joy Marchand, Daniel Rabuzzi, Sarah Smith, and we are saving a spot for ktempest! 5pm: Take Back the Sci-Fi Moderating. With aquila_dominus, cluegirl, asim, and novelfriend. SUNDAY 6pm Kick-Ass Moms with Suford Lewis, Genevieve Iseult Eldredge, Mary Catelli, and I would love to know what happened to the original composition, but hey. MONDAY 11am: Connection and Collaboration with Justine Graykin, s00j, Joy Marchand, and Sarah Smith. Factor in my attendance at all three S00j shows and the need to be hauled off for gluten-free meals, and that's where you'll find me! Well, plus dances and parties and maybe a stint at !Arisia on Sunday. Link Soup* We got through 2009. Awesome. * Inch by inch, Barack Obama is moving mountains. * “Does it matter that he is from Gaza and I am from Beersheba, that he is an Arab and I am a Jew? It has no meaning to me. He sees my child and I see his child.”* Yes. Like this. * New cyberfunded creativity project by karnythia! Daily ScienceStudies of two supernova remnants using the Japan-U.S. Suzaku observatory have revealed never-before-seen embers of the high-temperature fireballs that immediately followed the explosions. Even after thousands of years, gas within these stellar wrecks retain the imprint of temperatures 10,000 times hotter than the sun's surface.PlansWork. Nap? Three parties. I think it's only three. Though we may linger a bit at Elayna's girlfriend's parents' party when we drop her off if that one's awesome. feste_sylvain is my date for the evening. <3 What are you doing tonight? |
asqmh
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1:02a |
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| Wednesday, December 30th, 2009 |
zoethe
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10:34p |
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singersdd
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10:15p |
Next time, we're buying a new one.
I. did. it. I replaced the seal on the refrigerator door. Oy. What a JOB that turned out to be! I had to take everything out of the door, take all the screws out that hold the inside of the door and the seal in, then put the seal on the plastic thing that is the shelves, THEN replace all the screws to put it back together. OY! Guy would have helped if I hadn't been so impatient to get it done, so I did it. He held the shelves up while I put the first screw in to put it back together, then he had to get ready for work. So I got it put back together and no screws left over. :) It would ALMOST have been worth it to just replace the refrigerator, but there is a sense of accomplishment and independence that comes from being able to replace the refrigerator door seal. The durned thing will probably pay us back the $70 it cost in electricity saved in no time. The mucinex-d is wearing off and my ears are telling me that my sinuses are very clogged, so I see alka-seltzer plus in my future, which will guarantee a good night's sleep. |
asqmh
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interactiveleaf
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interactiveleaf
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