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Next up, getting my prescription checked, because before I was referred to the eye hospital I was checked by an optician, who told me my right eye prescription was now slightly too strong. And that eye does occasionally get tired. And eye-tests are free.
Oh, and remembering to relax more, and spot signs of stress sooner, as that seems to be the major trigger for me. Yay.
*This was the third time in five years. It will almost certainly happen again.
1) nerve pain goes AHAHAHAHAHA NOPE to too much hand use, and it's sliiiightly more forgiving if I use an actual keyboard/monitor than a laptop or tablet (where my neck is bent and hands more squished).
2) the primary monitor on our tower computer has not been turning on, and I have not had spoons to troubleshoot and partner has been working lots of hours now there is gardening. Yay for now it is working! but since it's been fixed and then nope'd several times the past couple weeks, I am withholding judgement. (Apparently we may need a new video card with more HDMI ports, different cables, and/or a different monitor to solve permanently which takes time which she is short of.)
3) I could use my mom's computer, except my dad is working out of that office so NOPE (because when he's not working, generally she needs that computer).
I am also somewhat bored out of my mind because having your hands out of commission is for me one of the most annoying body parts to be on strike. Also feet. Which for me are borderline on strike. (Like, I can go on short walks and am supposed to but only after I stretch them out a bunch and roll a tennis ball under them which super hurts and thus I'm like, "I know this will ultimately feel better but uuuugh I hate you plantar fasciitis." Also why getting out of bed is kind of a dare for myself like, "OK yes you can deal with the first few steps srsly." Though, uh, having hungry cats demanding food does reduce the procrastination.)
ANYWAY request goes thusly: activities one can do that require limited hands and/or transportation to places to do them (i.e. pool is a nope sorry; please do not discuss pools with me it's just a Thing due to asshole doctors). Like *I want to be knitting* for copes with all the stress, but until the nerve flare thing goes down that is ultimately a bad idea.
Current activities include:
- binge watching Netflix (currently so bored of this option)
- mental exercises such as "spot the historical inaccuracies in this piece of historical fiction" ("Could one grow a second crop of cabbages if you planted them on Guy Fawkes night in New England? Like, could you even harvest them before winter?" "Wait what kind of is that dress made of? OK, yes, she would totally have worn that then as a Loyalist. OK, well played costumers." etc.)
- random stretching (procrastinating on this one because of initial pain deterrent even though I know later it will usually feel better)
- some walking (it's more interesting if I *go* somewhere, but driving is also not great atm)
- playing with cats (with time limits)
- snuggling cats
- reading (while I can hold reading materials)
- endlessly refreshing email and/or websites I read regularly
- thinking about a potential writing project and debating whether I have the hands to type it and how much I hate Dragon Naturally Speaking, its cost, how I have hated it in the past, and how none of my machines will run it, etc.
- attempting to keep up with mandatory housework (litterboxes, laundry, toilet bowl)
- running errands with my partner when she is not working (srsly she has had like no time off since gardening season started, which is entirely her own doing not that I blame her)
I'm still trying to forget that terrible, terrible game last night. Ugh. I've been a Rangers fan for 35 years and I feel like it's just been a constant litany of "clear your own zone, dumbass" and "shoot the puck, you fuckers" the whole time. Always with the extra, fancy pass. It makes me crazy.
Don't become a sports fan, kids, it will only break your heart.
At least there was more exciting Star Wars stuff yesterday! Well, maybe not if you haven't watched The Clone Wars or Rebels, but trust me, it was exciting!
( spoilers for s2 of Star Wars Rebels ) So yeah, that looks all kinds of awesome.
And I can't get enough of the Avengers cast - whatever I end up feeling about the actual movie, at least we'll always have those dorks being adorable, especially the Chrisses Hemsworth and Evans, who make my heart happy whenever I see them being dorks together.
by Shu Ting
You believed in your own story,
then climbed inside it—
a turquoise flower.
You gazed past ailing trees,
past crumbling walls and rusty railings.
Your least gesture beckoned a constellation
of wild vetch, grasshoppers, and stars
to sweep you into immaculate distances.
The heart may be tiny
but the world's enormous.
And the people in turn believe—
in pine trees after rain,
ten thousand tiny suns, a mulberry branch
bent over water like a fishing-rod,
a cloud tangled in the tail of a kite.
Shaking off dust, in silver voices
ten thousand memories sing from your dream.
The world may be tiny
but the heart's enormous.
Right now I'm working on an ambitious fanvidding project and am thus watching a bunch of other ambitious fanvids (e.g., chaila's "Watershed", danegen's "Around the Bend", counteragent's "Coin Operated Boy") to take notes on technique (e.g., exactly how many 100%-dark frames serve as a good stutter in frightening montages, versus how many blank frames help reset the eye and prepare it for a new sequence). Just now I was watching "Another Sunday" by Jescaflowne, set to "We Built This City" by Jefferson Starship. I checked the timecode scrubber. "Hey Leonard," I said facetiously. "Did you know that rock songs used to be four and a half minutes long?"
He looked at my screen as we made up Freakonomics-worthy nonsensical explanations of why this used to be the case. "What show is that?"
At this, Leonard developed a hypothesis that Stargate Atlantis and Supernatural are like REM and Belle & Sebastian, viz., if he can't tell what fandom a vid is, and there are spaceships and lots of guns, it's SGA, and if there are no spaceships and nearly no guns, it's Supernatural.
As a data point, I've watched zero SGA and one ep of SPN ("Fan Fiction"), but have spent happy hours enjoying fic and vids about both, particularly the critical readings -- if you're waiting for Ann Leckie's next Ancillaryverse installment, you could do worse than reading "Second Verse (Same as the First)" by Friendshipper/Sholio. I wonder whether the same thing will happen to me with Teen Wolf.
2PM-3/3:30PM: Late lunch with fangirls
4PM-8PM: Furious 7 and dinner with college friend
8:30PM-???: Birthday gathering for former coworker
These aren't including travel times. I think I may have accidentally overscheduled myself juuust a little. Considering I still need to, you know, run errands like going food shopping and buying more work clothes. I'm just not used to having weekends off, so when people are like, "Here's a thing," I'm like, "OH, LET ME GO TO THAT THING! I CAN GO TO THE THING NOW."
A good problem to have, to be sure.
In other news, I've been a lot more active on twitter recently. I resolved to do it after MJ, and for some reason it stuck this time. You can find me at unfinishedidea losing my mind about hockey.
I also watched my first hockey game (Pens vs. Rangers) last night, which, as it turns out, was a GREAT game to watch but SUPER STRESSFUL. I don't understand how people do this all the time. I was intending to clean my room while I was watching, but ended up sitting by my computer clutching my face for a lot of it. I will probably watch the next game! I just might need inject chamomile tea into my veins first.
I'm debating whether to risk another shower today or whether to take a bath instead. A shower has the advantage of getting me cleaner, but it might make my ankle hurt worse tomorrow. A bath will probably be a lot easier on my ankle, and Scott is home in case I need help. I just don't really like baths unless, for some reason, I need to soak in hot water for a while. It's warm enough right now that I don't feel any urge to do that.
Scott suddenly realized, about 7:00 last night, that he hadn't yet cooked dinner and that he didn't have everything he needed to make the turkey burgers he'd promised Cordelia. Instead, he cooked chicken. Cordelia wasn't particularly pleased, but she ate it. We'll have turkey burgers tonight, most likely.
Sunday mornings are difficult-- I'm generally out of ripe bananas (Scott buys some on Saturday, but they're usually not quite ready to eat on Sunday. Also, he only gets five or six at a time, and that only works out if I eat something else on Sunday) and so don't have anything easy for breakfast. Scott makes pancakes or waffles eventually, but those usually aren't done by the time I'm supposed to eat (half an hour after my morning medications). This morning, I couldn't find anything portable except a bowl of goldfish crackers. That's far from ideal, but I suppose it will hold me until there are waffles.
There's someone in Yuletide chat who, back in February, offered to take a look at one of my WIP. I put in on Google docs and gave them permission to edit. Then they vanished from chat for two months and didn't reply to the one email query I sent. They've returned to chat just this week but haven't said anything to me. I'm trying to decide if I should query or not. I mean, they're by no means obligated to look at my stuff or to talk to me about it. I'm quite clear on that. I just wonder if they even remember. I doubt it was as important to them as to me (I think a lot more about my writing than anybody else does or should), and something kept them away from chat for two months. I suspect whatever it was was important to them.
I figured that they’d eventually text cancel, but they never did
Then I decided to change things up a bit
I don’t even know who this girl is, but she apparently thinks Cap’s birthday is kool
I figured, why not add another Avenger to the mix?
Then I said, what the heck, I’ll just send stuff about all of them
At that point, I knew this person was great (and I’m guessing she probably has a tumblr) but I wasn’t expecting them to respond at all, let alone in those amazing one word responses.