I don't have time to do that links round-up, so it's going to have to wait until probably Sunday. In fact, a lot of things are probably going to have to wait until Sunday.
I'm going to begin at the beginning, though, just to be a horrid bitch. Bwahaha! Today, I slept in really late because I passed the hell out around midnight in the bedroom and slept through everything until I woke up in the middle of a seriously strange dream involving a mansion and a guy with thousands of ladies' socks stacked up in a gradient, so they made the entire color spectrum. There was also a room with a ton of antique furniture and things and lots of old lamps and an old guy restoring them or something. I don't know. It was weird. Anyway, between that and the company that was over bringing me further out of sleep, I was up for the day. Woo!
The day was basically the exact same day as the last several, until my phone rang at about 2:30. There was a man on the other end, the guy who owns the dry cleaner I applied at last Friday. He wanted me to come in for an interview this afternoon, so after much frantic running about (since I was still in pjs and all), I was dressed and S drove me to the interview, which was very short - if S had known how short it was going to be, she would have just waited until it was done and dropped Girl Child at her friend's house after.
The interview was okay. The guy was foreign, so I had difficulty understanding him sometimes, but he seemed really nice. He really liked my typing speed (80-90 wpm on keyboards that actually work), and he didn't like that I don't have a car right now (I decided to avoid mentioning the lack of driver's license), but I'm smart and willing to work, so apparently he's willing to overlook the slight transportation snag, since...
HE HIRED ME!!!!!!!!
(If I could, I would make that part sparkly and dance-y.)
Anyway, so he told me initially that he would call me by the end of the week and let me know if I was going to be starting training or not (I've heard this before, that's usually a sign that they're not going to hire you at all), and we thanked each other, and I went outside to wait for S. A few minutes later, I was on the phone with J, trying to figure out how long it would be before S came back, when he stepped outside and called me back over to tell me he had changed his mind and that I start training tomorrow morning at 10:00. Holy crap. I have to ask for a certain woman at the location near the house when I get there and I will learn things and it will be awesome.
When S picked me up, she decided we needed to go to Long John Silver's and have some food, and there was much excitement (I talk ridiculously fast when I'm excited, too!), and we ate and the Toddler displayed a love of tartar sauce the likes of which has never been seen - it got him to eat his chicken, which normally doesn't happen. When we got home, J was already in bed (he's been on vacation because his birthday was Tuesday), so after I got off the phone with C, I came outside and hung out with S and the Toddler for a bit, and we invented a new sport of walnut throwing. Ha.
After we came inside, I waited until I was sure M was awake, then I went downstairs and unstacked all my totes in the basement so I could get at the clothes I keep down there that I don't wear very often - most of them don't fit right now or are things I don't really need to wear at the moment, like my heavy sweaters and my bathrobes, which are all shorty robes and make me overheat anyway. Of course, I recently just switched my clothes around, moving the stuff that I only have for when I'm working downstairs and keeping all the fun clothes upstairs and also bringing up all my winter stuff so that I wouldn't have to worry about that later when it's actually cold. Then, of course, I end up needing my work shirts. Figures.
After I brought up all my work shirts, I did a quick fashion show for S so we could determine how many work shirts I have available to me, and as I was trying to get things moved around so they'd all fit (tiny dresser + a bazillion shirts = sad), I grew very frustrated with my complete lack of space - I have a small four-drawer dresser with a wide storage drawer thing sitting on top of it, which doesn't even begin to sufficiently hold all my clothes. So I went back downstairs and got the other storage drawers, which is the exact same size as the first one, took all my crocheting stuff out of it (all 58274 projects) and dumped it all in a piece of luggage, hauled the drawers upstairs and perched them upon the first one. I now have drawers reaching almost to the ceiling. It's a little ridiculous. I actually can't reach much above the top drawer in the first tote, so I will regularly need a step stool now if I need anything out of the other ones. Woo. I don't even care, actually, I'm just so damn happy to finally have room for all my shit.
Of course, this running around like a headless chicken (which is what S said about me on G+ earlier) caused me back pain, knee pain, ankle pain, shoulder pain, and foot pain. And I've got a headache and I'm starving. And I have to work tomorrow. God, that feels weird. I haven't worked in almost two years. TWO YEARS. That is a long time. I'm really nervous and excited about tomorrow. I hope like hell that I can sleep tonight, or tomorrow is also going to suck horribly.
Anyway, I'm really really excited. And stuff. Oh god.
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Thursday, September 22, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Goodbye, Facebook
Sorry it's been so long since I've posted anything worthwhile - my allergies and my sleep schedule nonexistence of late have made it hard to do anything that requires actual thought. So I've been spending quite a bit of time tweaking my iTunes playlist, reading news articles (so many links to share!), discovering new music, watching movies, playing video games, and crocheting. Also, playing with Twitter.
Things haven't exactly resembled anything exciting here lately - same old, same old for the most part. I don't remember if I've mentioned this previously, but I applied for a job with a dry cleaner in my neighborhood, and am still waiting to hear back from them. I don't know if this means they found someone else, or if they lost my application among the many they probably received, as everyone and their mother is desperate for work right now, or if they're just taking their time deciding who to call. I've been on tenterhooks for days, though, and am starting to feel pretty confident that they're not going to call, just like everyone else. I wish I knew what I was doing wrong.
J installed the dishwasher the day before yesterday. It's wonderful. Everyone is so damn excited. We had to have the power off for about four hours, though, so that was kind of a fiasco, but it's a fair trade for a successful installation. Also, because S needed to help J with the install, I had the Toddler for a large chunk of the day, and took him to the park. Of course this was the one hot day this week, and of course I got a sunburn and 12 mosquito bites, and a horrendous allergy flare-up. I'm mostly fine now, though, except I get new mosquito bites every single time I leave the house right now, which is really lame. I am so itchy!
This morning, I woke up to discover that Facebook made some major changes to the entire site. I was already angry with them to begin with after their last "tweak" of the privacy settings, making it more difficult to set them the way I want them because I can no longer tell what some things are set as at all. This makes me pissy. Anyway. I'm completely sick of the way Facebook is run, I hate everything about it, and I've decided to quit using it. I'm in the process of getting a copy of all my data downloaded from Facebook, and then I shall be deleting my account. I don't give a shit who's going to miss me. That's what Google+, e-mail, and fucking telephones are for! Not to mention that I actively use both MSN and Yahoo messenger clients (well, I use Yahoo for E's benefit only, actually), and the fact that I'm not hard to get in touch with at all. So fuck off, Facebook. (I believe S decided the same thing this morning, as did several other people on my Facebook friends list, so I imagine I'll be seeing them all on Google+ shortly.) I've even found a way to make up for the stuff that I was following on Facebook that it is now impossible to follow with the new News Feed - Twitter! So I'm using Twitter to follow Huffington Post and NPR and all the other stuff that I use to find the news articles I read, and will probably use Google+ to keep up with the people I care about.
Anyway, that's really all. As stated previously, nothing exciting has been happening lately. I'm listening to a really beautiful song by M right now, which is pretty awesome.
Speaking of M, he saved my butt on Sunday. I was already having kind of a bad day, and then my iPod got frozen while I was trying to force my computer to recognize its existence. Like really frozen. I couldn't reset it, turn it off, skip the song, hear anything, lock it, or adjust the volume. I could literally do nothing with it. M offered to take it with him to work, and I don't know exactly what he did (something fancy, apparently), but he fixed it within half an hour. Of course, I didn't have access to it until Monday morning, but I was just so happy to have it functioning again that it really didn't matter to me when I got it.
Also, S and I discovered raspberry ginger ale. It's a very happy, pretty shade of fizzy pink. I will be having some with vodka later to see if that's tasty together. I will be having some alone in a minute to see if it's tasty at all.
I hope that I get back to regular postings soon - I'm planning on finally writing that post about growing up Catholic and how I've always sort of known that I was an atheist, but I'm lazy, so here's hoping it actually materializes. Also, I have an idea for a new story bouncing around in my head, but I think I'm going to let it marinate for a little while before I try writing anything down, since about half my stories are poop. Not that I've ever finished one, except for this story that was six pages long that was about a little girl and a pond that I wrote when I was 19. I've been thinking about revisiting that a little bit and seeing if I can tweak it a little bit, and see if I can revisit the same family after a few years have gone by. Maybe.
Anyway, I don't have anything interesting to say.
Things haven't exactly resembled anything exciting here lately - same old, same old for the most part. I don't remember if I've mentioned this previously, but I applied for a job with a dry cleaner in my neighborhood, and am still waiting to hear back from them. I don't know if this means they found someone else, or if they lost my application among the many they probably received, as everyone and their mother is desperate for work right now, or if they're just taking their time deciding who to call. I've been on tenterhooks for days, though, and am starting to feel pretty confident that they're not going to call, just like everyone else. I wish I knew what I was doing wrong.
J installed the dishwasher the day before yesterday. It's wonderful. Everyone is so damn excited. We had to have the power off for about four hours, though, so that was kind of a fiasco, but it's a fair trade for a successful installation. Also, because S needed to help J with the install, I had the Toddler for a large chunk of the day, and took him to the park. Of course this was the one hot day this week, and of course I got a sunburn and 12 mosquito bites, and a horrendous allergy flare-up. I'm mostly fine now, though, except I get new mosquito bites every single time I leave the house right now, which is really lame. I am so itchy!
This morning, I woke up to discover that Facebook made some major changes to the entire site. I was already angry with them to begin with after their last "tweak" of the privacy settings, making it more difficult to set them the way I want them because I can no longer tell what some things are set as at all. This makes me pissy. Anyway. I'm completely sick of the way Facebook is run, I hate everything about it, and I've decided to quit using it. I'm in the process of getting a copy of all my data downloaded from Facebook, and then I shall be deleting my account. I don't give a shit who's going to miss me. That's what Google+, e-mail, and fucking telephones are for! Not to mention that I actively use both MSN and Yahoo messenger clients (well, I use Yahoo for E's benefit only, actually), and the fact that I'm not hard to get in touch with at all. So fuck off, Facebook. (I believe S decided the same thing this morning, as did several other people on my Facebook friends list, so I imagine I'll be seeing them all on Google+ shortly.) I've even found a way to make up for the stuff that I was following on Facebook that it is now impossible to follow with the new News Feed - Twitter! So I'm using Twitter to follow Huffington Post and NPR and all the other stuff that I use to find the news articles I read, and will probably use Google+ to keep up with the people I care about.
Anyway, that's really all. As stated previously, nothing exciting has been happening lately. I'm listening to a really beautiful song by M right now, which is pretty awesome.
Speaking of M, he saved my butt on Sunday. I was already having kind of a bad day, and then my iPod got frozen while I was trying to force my computer to recognize its existence. Like really frozen. I couldn't reset it, turn it off, skip the song, hear anything, lock it, or adjust the volume. I could literally do nothing with it. M offered to take it with him to work, and I don't know exactly what he did (something fancy, apparently), but he fixed it within half an hour. Of course, I didn't have access to it until Monday morning, but I was just so happy to have it functioning again that it really didn't matter to me when I got it.
Also, S and I discovered raspberry ginger ale. It's a very happy, pretty shade of fizzy pink. I will be having some with vodka later to see if that's tasty together. I will be having some alone in a minute to see if it's tasty at all.
I hope that I get back to regular postings soon - I'm planning on finally writing that post about growing up Catholic and how I've always sort of known that I was an atheist, but I'm lazy, so here's hoping it actually materializes. Also, I have an idea for a new story bouncing around in my head, but I think I'm going to let it marinate for a little while before I try writing anything down, since about half my stories are poop. Not that I've ever finished one, except for this story that was six pages long that was about a little girl and a pond that I wrote when I was 19. I've been thinking about revisiting that a little bit and seeing if I can tweak it a little bit, and see if I can revisit the same family after a few years have gone by. Maybe.
Anyway, I don't have anything interesting to say.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Music Explosion
Last night I decided I was fed up with my music being so disorganized and began the endeavor of getting it sorted out and deleting stuff I meant to delete months ago. Like my Enya stuff, which was a mess - I had six copies of the same song in some instances. I've deleted about 1,000 songs since yesterday evening, when I started, and I've added probably about 150 or so so far, but I'm also still deleting. Exciting stuff. When I started, I had almost 4,000 songs, and I'm down to just under 3,000 now, ranging over the entire musical spectrum. I'm fairly sure I don't have a single unrepresented genre. Well, I was, but S asked me if I had any punk or Goth music, and I'm not sure I have any big band (because, dude, 3,000 songs), but I've got at least a small sampling of almost everything. Obviously.
I've got access to my files from the other hard drive again, and I'm taking great advantage of this by getting everything off of it as soon as possible.
Anyway, the weather here is wonderful and cold and perfect. It feels delicious and like cocoa and crunchy leaves and long sleeves. Favorite time of year ever.
I've been working on a crochet project that my ex-fiance sent me (I left it in England with him because I thought we were getting married), it's actually the first granny square I ever made, which I made with a bunch of random scrap yarn I had, and I'm going to give it to S when I'm done, because she really likes the colors. I'll post a picture tomorrow after I get the chance to take a picture of it. This means when I'm working on it and the Toddler is in bed.
I'm about to go out and drop off a job application, and half the reason I'm so stinking excited about it is because I get to wear a long-sleeved shirt for once! Okay, getting dressed and leaving now, so posting. The Toddler is very displeased that we are not leaving immediately.
I've got access to my files from the other hard drive again, and I'm taking great advantage of this by getting everything off of it as soon as possible.
Anyway, the weather here is wonderful and cold and perfect. It feels delicious and like cocoa and crunchy leaves and long sleeves. Favorite time of year ever.
I've been working on a crochet project that my ex-fiance sent me (I left it in England with him because I thought we were getting married), it's actually the first granny square I ever made, which I made with a bunch of random scrap yarn I had, and I'm going to give it to S when I'm done, because she really likes the colors. I'll post a picture tomorrow after I get the chance to take a picture of it. This means when I'm working on it and the Toddler is in bed.
I'm about to go out and drop off a job application, and half the reason I'm so stinking excited about it is because I get to wear a long-sleeved shirt for once! Okay, getting dressed and leaving now, so posting. The Toddler is very displeased that we are not leaving immediately.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
To Me, Benadryl IS The Good Stuff
Okay, so there are things you should probably not do if you want to function for the rest of the day. Taking a Benadryl because you miss eating bananas is one of these things.
I can barely write this post, which is rather unfortunate, as I have a bunch of links. But I'm all slurry and stuff and can't really talk at all. Or write or something. Whatever I'm trying to say. Maybe you understand. I'm not sure I do.
I picked up the bras I bought. The one for me didn't fit at all, and they didn't have it in stock online or in the store in the color I wanted in the size that fits, so I had to get a different color, which I was sad about, because it was the most awesome shade of magenta ever. This is very boo. But yay, because it fits and looks terrific on me.
I had a pretty day today. There are pictures, but I can't show them to anyone because my USB ports don't work properly. Bad Frankenstein, no biscuit. I almost wrote business. That was hard. I don't normally have problems remembering how to spell words, but I can't today. Because Benadryl IS the good stuff to me.
So this is going to have to be a really short post. Because I'm not sure I can sustain this amount of typing for much longer, and I'm pretty sure none of this makes sense. Maybe it does. I don't know. The mall was ridiculous today. The Toddler was scared of the Disney store. Uh. Stuff happened. S and I are quitting smoking as of tonight. After we go to bed, there will be no more smokey treats. J will be smoking outside until he quits. If he does. I hope he does. But yeah. I'm tired of how they make me feel sometimes and stuff.
Anyway. Wow, I'm just getting more disjointed. So. I will write in normal words tomorrow when I am not on drugs. I didn't think Benadryl counted as a drug, but what do I know? Also, the shift key is a poor substitute for a space bar. Yeah. Okay. Done.
I can barely write this post, which is rather unfortunate, as I have a bunch of links. But I'm all slurry and stuff and can't really talk at all. Or write or something. Whatever I'm trying to say. Maybe you understand. I'm not sure I do.
I picked up the bras I bought. The one for me didn't fit at all, and they didn't have it in stock online or in the store in the color I wanted in the size that fits, so I had to get a different color, which I was sad about, because it was the most awesome shade of magenta ever. This is very boo. But yay, because it fits and looks terrific on me.
I had a pretty day today. There are pictures, but I can't show them to anyone because my USB ports don't work properly. Bad Frankenstein, no biscuit. I almost wrote business. That was hard. I don't normally have problems remembering how to spell words, but I can't today. Because Benadryl IS the good stuff to me.
So this is going to have to be a really short post. Because I'm not sure I can sustain this amount of typing for much longer, and I'm pretty sure none of this makes sense. Maybe it does. I don't know. The mall was ridiculous today. The Toddler was scared of the Disney store. Uh. Stuff happened. S and I are quitting smoking as of tonight. After we go to bed, there will be no more smokey treats. J will be smoking outside until he quits. If he does. I hope he does. But yeah. I'm tired of how they make me feel sometimes and stuff.
Anyway. Wow, I'm just getting more disjointed. So. I will write in normal words tomorrow when I am not on drugs. I didn't think Benadryl counted as a drug, but what do I know? Also, the shift key is a poor substitute for a space bar. Yeah. Okay. Done.
Monday, August 15, 2011
I Am Boring
This is a boring post.
E is coming to town (for a funeral, unfortunately), and I'm going to get to see her and LK while she's here. The funeral is tomorrow, so today E and I are going shopping with her dad because he needs a new suit, and her dad is picking me up on the way to the airport to pick E up. I'm hanging out with E tonight, and then going to Topeka to spend the day with LK tomorrow (the funeral is for E's stepmother's father, who I've never met, so even though E said LK and I are welcome to come to the funeral, I'm not comfortable going since I never met the man), and then on Wednesday, the three of us will spend some time together before E's dad takes me home and E back to the airport to go back to Nashville.
In preparation of all of this, I packed almost everything I'll need last night (going to have to de-pack my cell phone charger as soon as I finish this post, though, as my phone is almost dead), and this morning I finally folded and put away all the clothes that have been sitting in the living room being ignored because I hate getting sweaty, which happens every time I fold laundry. Upside, all the laundry is put away now, and we're working on figuring out a system for where the laundry baskets will be kept when they're not full of clean laundry, since I'm generally keeping up really well with the laundry. There's no longer about 20 loads of dirty laundry anymore, at least. (Laundry for five people and the household takes up a lot of space when you decide to suck at doing the laundry.)
In any case, I am highly unlikely to make a blog post until at least Wednesday night, and probably not then because I imagine I'll be too tired to post.
Anyway, in other news, today is Girl Child's first day of school. It's really weird not having her here, I keep forgetting she's at school, and forgetting that we have to be home when she gets home. Lots of weirdness in this. I've gotten so used to having her around that it's just downright strange that she's in school. Girl Child is also really weird. When I went into her room to put her laundry on her bed for her to put away, I noticed she had taped a Joker playing card to her laptop. She's so weird. I love that about her.
And... that's really it. Nothing truly interesting has been happening. I think J forgot to look at the laptop and see if he could fix the power button on it, so I imagine I'll have to wait until next week for him to look at it when I'll be home to remind him. At least I still have some sort of computer available to use.
Also, it's raining, and other than that being irritating for the errands we have to run today, I'm quite happy about it. We could really use the rain. Even if it has been raining for the last four hours.
E is coming to town (for a funeral, unfortunately), and I'm going to get to see her and LK while she's here. The funeral is tomorrow, so today E and I are going shopping with her dad because he needs a new suit, and her dad is picking me up on the way to the airport to pick E up. I'm hanging out with E tonight, and then going to Topeka to spend the day with LK tomorrow (the funeral is for E's stepmother's father, who I've never met, so even though E said LK and I are welcome to come to the funeral, I'm not comfortable going since I never met the man), and then on Wednesday, the three of us will spend some time together before E's dad takes me home and E back to the airport to go back to Nashville.
In preparation of all of this, I packed almost everything I'll need last night (going to have to de-pack my cell phone charger as soon as I finish this post, though, as my phone is almost dead), and this morning I finally folded and put away all the clothes that have been sitting in the living room being ignored because I hate getting sweaty, which happens every time I fold laundry. Upside, all the laundry is put away now, and we're working on figuring out a system for where the laundry baskets will be kept when they're not full of clean laundry, since I'm generally keeping up really well with the laundry. There's no longer about 20 loads of dirty laundry anymore, at least. (Laundry for five people and the household takes up a lot of space when you decide to suck at doing the laundry.)
In any case, I am highly unlikely to make a blog post until at least Wednesday night, and probably not then because I imagine I'll be too tired to post.
Anyway, in other news, today is Girl Child's first day of school. It's really weird not having her here, I keep forgetting she's at school, and forgetting that we have to be home when she gets home. Lots of weirdness in this. I've gotten so used to having her around that it's just downright strange that she's in school. Girl Child is also really weird. When I went into her room to put her laundry on her bed for her to put away, I noticed she had taped a Joker playing card to her laptop. She's so weird. I love that about her.
And... that's really it. Nothing truly interesting has been happening. I think J forgot to look at the laptop and see if he could fix the power button on it, so I imagine I'll have to wait until next week for him to look at it when I'll be home to remind him. At least I still have some sort of computer available to use.
Also, it's raining, and other than that being irritating for the errands we have to run today, I'm quite happy about it. We could really use the rain. Even if it has been raining for the last four hours.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Today Was Obnoxious
I didn't end up posting yesterday partly because I had nothing to say, but also because I ended up getting sick toward the end of the evening. At that point, I decided it would be better to just forget it and not write anything.
I'm feeling better today, no ill effects, but today was obnoxious nonetheless. Why? Because the Toddler decided the best way he could spend his time today was to be as obnoxious as possible. I love the kid, but jeez. There was banging, doorknob removal, hitting, kicking, and general destruction, part of which caused about five extra loads of laundry. Woo. (I figure S would be a bit displeased to discover that I wrote explicitly about how there came to be so much extra laundry or what exactly he did today, so I'm not explaining it. Ha.)
After all that, he also didn't bother to nap. Because obviously, that's the last thing he could ever possibly want to do. He's been driving us crazy all day, and without a break. At least he's really cute.
Today, Girl Child was supposed to go visit her great-grandmother four hours away, and some relatives that were on the way down were going to pick her up and take her. Unfortunately, the driver ended up feeling very sick and they all got stranded in the middle of nowhere at a gas station an hour into the trip, and then Girl Child started to feel sick again (she's been sick lately), so she wanted S to come pick her up, but S couldn't, so Girl Child is spending the night at the relative's house and being picked up in the morning. Poor kid, what bad luck.
Today just hasn't been good for anybody in this house, not even the dogs - when the relatives came to pick Girl Child up, Shadow went outside just fine, but Sunshine wouldn't, and tried to escape again, so I ended up carrying her away from the door, all 80 pounds of her, before I could get Girl Child to get me a leash so I could have a more reliable method of restraining the idiot. Apparently Sunshine has forgotten that the reason she's been so scared for the last 6 weeks is because she got hit by a damn car. It is very hard to restrain a dog like that, especially one that is as muscular and energetic as Sunshine.
On the subject of No 'Poo, I think I'm going to end up changing my washing schedule for whenever the hell I feel like it. Because while I think OCD, I am not OCD in my actions. So I'm washing my hair tonight instead of tomorrow because I did it wrong on Saturday.
It is really hot here right now. It's so hot that the air conditioner can't keep up. I hate summer and I hate heat waves, and I wish this would just end already, because I am so ready for fall to get here, preferably in a nice cold rain with fallen leaves. I love that part of the year, when the leaves are falling and it rains and it's only about 60 degrees, maybe even 50, and it's denim jacket weather (which reminds me, I still need to replace the one I lost a few years ago), and it's all so beautiful and nostalgic. I really, really love October, especially when it's a wet October.
Sometimes I kind of wish I'd stayed in Washington, just for the weather, but then I remember that I had no friends and was completely miserable and I'm glad I came back. I wouldn't mind moving somewhere with similar weather, though. Seattle's weather is very similar to the UK in the winter - it's usually about 40 degrees and it doesn't usually snow, just rains.
Blah, blah, blah, lots of inconsequential nonsense. I'm not doing too well, I'm really overheated at the moment, so my brain isn't working correctly.
Today I finally moved about 100 gigs of my stuff from J's computer to mine. Woo! I have so many pictures. Oh my god.
Anyway, tonight I think I'll put on a movie and ... stuff?
Links Round-Up!!
Apparently dolphins like to play frisbee with jellyfish. And wear them as hats. There are pictures.
"She was my wife! She's still spitting out hairballs!"
Health insurers will soon have to cover birth control and other things without a copay thanks to a new Department of Health and Human Services policy in Washington.
Vocaloids are really cool.
Despite what I said about loving Washington's weather, the fact that the state has the highest rate of parents skipping vaccinations for their children makes me too uncomfortable to want to raise children there.
There is such a high instance of domestic violence in one county in Indiana that the women's shelters there are now having to enact waiting lists.
Deadbeat dads affected by the BP oil spill won't be seeing their disaster relief payments anytime soon.
I'm feeling better today, no ill effects, but today was obnoxious nonetheless. Why? Because the Toddler decided the best way he could spend his time today was to be as obnoxious as possible. I love the kid, but jeez. There was banging, doorknob removal, hitting, kicking, and general destruction, part of which caused about five extra loads of laundry. Woo. (I figure S would be a bit displeased to discover that I wrote explicitly about how there came to be so much extra laundry or what exactly he did today, so I'm not explaining it. Ha.)
After all that, he also didn't bother to nap. Because obviously, that's the last thing he could ever possibly want to do. He's been driving us crazy all day, and without a break. At least he's really cute.
Today, Girl Child was supposed to go visit her great-grandmother four hours away, and some relatives that were on the way down were going to pick her up and take her. Unfortunately, the driver ended up feeling very sick and they all got stranded in the middle of nowhere at a gas station an hour into the trip, and then Girl Child started to feel sick again (she's been sick lately), so she wanted S to come pick her up, but S couldn't, so Girl Child is spending the night at the relative's house and being picked up in the morning. Poor kid, what bad luck.
Today just hasn't been good for anybody in this house, not even the dogs - when the relatives came to pick Girl Child up, Shadow went outside just fine, but Sunshine wouldn't, and tried to escape again, so I ended up carrying her away from the door, all 80 pounds of her, before I could get Girl Child to get me a leash so I could have a more reliable method of restraining the idiot. Apparently Sunshine has forgotten that the reason she's been so scared for the last 6 weeks is because she got hit by a damn car. It is very hard to restrain a dog like that, especially one that is as muscular and energetic as Sunshine.
On the subject of No 'Poo, I think I'm going to end up changing my washing schedule for whenever the hell I feel like it. Because while I think OCD, I am not OCD in my actions. So I'm washing my hair tonight instead of tomorrow because I did it wrong on Saturday.
It is really hot here right now. It's so hot that the air conditioner can't keep up. I hate summer and I hate heat waves, and I wish this would just end already, because I am so ready for fall to get here, preferably in a nice cold rain with fallen leaves. I love that part of the year, when the leaves are falling and it rains and it's only about 60 degrees, maybe even 50, and it's denim jacket weather (which reminds me, I still need to replace the one I lost a few years ago), and it's all so beautiful and nostalgic. I really, really love October, especially when it's a wet October.
Sometimes I kind of wish I'd stayed in Washington, just for the weather, but then I remember that I had no friends and was completely miserable and I'm glad I came back. I wouldn't mind moving somewhere with similar weather, though. Seattle's weather is very similar to the UK in the winter - it's usually about 40 degrees and it doesn't usually snow, just rains.
Blah, blah, blah, lots of inconsequential nonsense. I'm not doing too well, I'm really overheated at the moment, so my brain isn't working correctly.
Today I finally moved about 100 gigs of my stuff from J's computer to mine. Woo! I have so many pictures. Oh my god.
Anyway, tonight I think I'll put on a movie and ... stuff?
Links Round-Up!!
Apparently dolphins like to play frisbee with jellyfish. And wear them as hats. There are pictures.
"She was my wife! She's still spitting out hairballs!"
Health insurers will soon have to cover birth control and other things without a copay thanks to a new Department of Health and Human Services policy in Washington.
Vocaloids are really cool.
Despite what I said about loving Washington's weather, the fact that the state has the highest rate of parents skipping vaccinations for their children makes me too uncomfortable to want to raise children there.
There is such a high instance of domestic violence in one county in Indiana that the women's shelters there are now having to enact waiting lists.
Deadbeat dads affected by the BP oil spill won't be seeing their disaster relief payments anytime soon.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Switcheroos and Baking Soda
I am so lazy! I've been having a hard time finding the desire to write anything. Really, all I'd like to do at the moment is a whole fat lot of nothing. Or sleep. My dark circles have bags. Even when I get enough sleep, I look exhausted.
I haven't done anything more with that essay about abortion that I talked about - I've been busy ignoring it in favor of things that require much less brainpower. In fact, I'm pretty sure that my brain has just completely deteriorated to a point where I'll never be able to think deeply again. That's kind of a scary thought, so maybe now I need to work on that essay and post it.
I'm listening to my favorite song by M at the moment, which is making it hard to sit and type everything out because it's so beautiful that I want to sit with my eyes closed and just listen to it.
Last night, I switched from my poor Frankenstein of a computer (which I never posted any photos of) to S's old XPS that used to be J's a few years ago. S inherited M's XPS (they're actually almost the exact same computer, except M's old computer has a better processor and RAM but a smaller hard drive than the other XPS), so I get a computer that I can actually keep most of my crap on, but now I can't play the Sims, unless I turn this one off and put it somewhere safe and hook the other one up with its eight thousand cables, because the optical drive on this one is broken from J dropping it so much. However, this computer has a much better, and less broken, keyboard. It's also faster, has Windows 7 instead of XP, and it's prettier. Not to mention, I could theoretically take it places with me that allow me to use the electricity, since the battery does not work at all. And I can close it if I need to, which is nice and something I've definitely missed. Anyway, I was intending on formatting this computer before using it, but then discovered that because the optical drive only works sporadically, it can't reinstall Windows (or run the Sims, since you need the disc to play if you don't want to play pirated copies), so what I've done instead is delete all of S's old files, reconfigure all of her settings and basically change absolutely everything to suit me. It's almost like having it be mine, except that it says Users>S-- instead of Users>L--, which just bothers the hell out of me, but honestly, if that's all I've got to complain about, I'll take what I can get.
Anyway, so lots of excitement surrounding the transference of computers - I'm keeping the Frankenstein as a way to play the Sims until I manage to acquire one with a functioning optical drive and other good parts, and this also means transferring my music library over - that's almost 18 gigs of music! And I have to completely resort it and delete all the stuff that I only deleted out of iTunes last time, because it's all back now since I never deleted the source files. (Over 1,000 songs, actually, that I'm going to have to go and find and delete. Oh joy.) Then I have to readd my audiobooks and fix all of them as well, probably, knowing my luck. Maybe it'll let me fix the chapter titles so they don't suck anymore, though, because a lack of formatting makes my head want to explode. And I need to find a better copy of Order of the Phoenix, as the one I've got is missing the end of the chapter The Woes of Mrs. Weasley.
Well, that's probably enough bitching about how disorganized I am and how much work I'm going to have to do in iTunes before I can even attempt to sync my iPod, so in other news, S and I are going to be trying out this "No 'Poo" thing that I found on a blog, which sounds completely awesome - basically, we won't be using store-bought shampoo or conditioner on our hair anymore, but a mixture of baking soda and water (and after J gets paid, we'll also be adding essential oils to give it a scent) for shampoo every few days and apple cider vinegar with water for conditioner, though just on the ends at first. Funnily enough, I found this not by searching for ways to stop using shampoo, but to find ways to make my hair healthier with food items, out of a combination of curiousity and frustration at how pathetic and weird my hair is. And because I just joined a long hair forum, hoping for some information that I might find helpful in growing my hair out. Anyway, I found this blog after a bit of googling, and it sounds like an absolutely terrific idea, especially after I got a load of her before and after pictures - her before picture had her hair looking dry and weird and poofy with this weird wave, and in the after picture, her hair was tame and soft and silky-looking, and it had darkened, too, to a shade of brown that she apparently was in love with.
Anyway, I've devised a schedule of how often I'm going to use the baking soda mixture on my hair, and I'm still trying to decide if I'm going to use the ACV every time I wash my hair or every other time. The way I've drawn up the schedule looks as if I'll be washing my hair on Saturday, Tuesday, Friday, Monday, Thursday, Sunday, Wednesday, and then back to Saturday again, in a nice little cycle, so there'll be two days between each washing. I don't know if I'm going to need to move them closer or not - you're supposed to just rinse your hair with warm water in the shower on the days you don't wash it. It's going to be an interesting first week, though - the first 10 days or so apparently involve some truly horrific hair days while the scalp stops being all weird and re-regulates the natural oil production, which is basically the purpose of this experiment. I'm going to give it about a month and see how I like it by the end of August, and if it ends up looking okay, that's just how I'm going to wash my hair from now on. Hopefully, I'll never need to use a styling product again.
I'm really excited about this! I've read one account of someone's hair falling out in clumps, but 90% of them say that after the natural oils of the scalp regulated, they were so happy with it that they'd never go back. Also, some people discovered that they had curly hair, or straight hair, or another entirely different hair type than they previously thought, and it cuts out frizz almost completely. Also, if this works and we keep at it, we're going to save SO much money in the long run - we use a lot of shampoo and conditioner right now, and it'll be nice to only have to buy a box of nice, cheap baking soda instead of shampoo and conditioner for every person in the house, if J and Girl Child switch to it as well. Actually, I'm doubtful that Girl Child will make the switch, since it's so close to the start of the school year, but J probably will, if it does good things for our hair. I'm hoping M will make the switch, too, from what I've read, it does amazing things for people with very curly hair, and I think he'd be very happy.
Today, we went on errands involving the Kansas Department of Revenue - specifically getting the car registered and going to get Girl Child her first state ID and to get my instruction permit so I can work on driving and get my license. Unfortunately, I'm listed as having suspended driving privileges, so I couldn't get my permit today, or take the test, or do anything but be hung up on by customer service in Topeka. So I'm calling tomorrow morning, after I call the other relevant places to get more information on why this happened. Hopefully, it'll be quickly resolved with little effort on my part and I'll get my permit on Tuesday or something. If I'm lucky and it doesn't turn out that my driving privileges are suspended for life or something ridiculous.
In D&D news, we're starting another new game what W is going to run, and I'm going to try out being a rogue. Basically, I'm a fancy beat-stick, but it's still a slight departure from the norm, and since I'm not all that good at the roleplay aspect as of yet, that's the best I can do right now. I decided to name my new rogue Zoe, and S told me that I'd damn well better live up to the name and be a Big Damn Hero. It should be interesting with W running - I've never actually played a game with him running, because LW was born right as he was about to start running the last game that I was going to participate with him as DM, and we basically had to give that campaign up after one session. So, yeah, I'm a little nervous, as from what S has said, W's games are usually something that turns into a Lovecraftian horror. Anyway, because J's work schedule is changing, we're moving game from Saturdays to Mondays, which is handy, because that is the day I'll be watching LW every week, so we'll be able to get started sooner since they won't have to drive all the way out to Raytown to pick him up before even getting here.
I applied for a job with the county a day or two ago, I can't remember for what position right now (it's in my email, so it's not like I'll be totally clueless if they actually called me), and I'm intending on applying to be an election worker, so maybe that'll help me get a normal job. The permit thing is going to cause me problems, though, but maybe not too many.
I don't really have anything further to add, so I'm going to go and be very frustrated with iTunes now.
Also, thanks to The Bloggess, I now want a scary metal chicken sculpture.
I haven't done anything more with that essay about abortion that I talked about - I've been busy ignoring it in favor of things that require much less brainpower. In fact, I'm pretty sure that my brain has just completely deteriorated to a point where I'll never be able to think deeply again. That's kind of a scary thought, so maybe now I need to work on that essay and post it.
I'm listening to my favorite song by M at the moment, which is making it hard to sit and type everything out because it's so beautiful that I want to sit with my eyes closed and just listen to it.
Last night, I switched from my poor Frankenstein of a computer (which I never posted any photos of) to S's old XPS that used to be J's a few years ago. S inherited M's XPS (they're actually almost the exact same computer, except M's old computer has a better processor and RAM but a smaller hard drive than the other XPS), so I get a computer that I can actually keep most of my crap on, but now I can't play the Sims, unless I turn this one off and put it somewhere safe and hook the other one up with its eight thousand cables, because the optical drive on this one is broken from J dropping it so much. However, this computer has a much better, and less broken, keyboard. It's also faster, has Windows 7 instead of XP, and it's prettier. Not to mention, I could theoretically take it places with me that allow me to use the electricity, since the battery does not work at all. And I can close it if I need to, which is nice and something I've definitely missed. Anyway, I was intending on formatting this computer before using it, but then discovered that because the optical drive only works sporadically, it can't reinstall Windows (or run the Sims, since you need the disc to play if you don't want to play pirated copies), so what I've done instead is delete all of S's old files, reconfigure all of her settings and basically change absolutely everything to suit me. It's almost like having it be mine, except that it says Users>S-- instead of Users>L--, which just bothers the hell out of me, but honestly, if that's all I've got to complain about, I'll take what I can get.
Anyway, so lots of excitement surrounding the transference of computers - I'm keeping the Frankenstein as a way to play the Sims until I manage to acquire one with a functioning optical drive and other good parts, and this also means transferring my music library over - that's almost 18 gigs of music! And I have to completely resort it and delete all the stuff that I only deleted out of iTunes last time, because it's all back now since I never deleted the source files. (Over 1,000 songs, actually, that I'm going to have to go and find and delete. Oh joy.) Then I have to readd my audiobooks and fix all of them as well, probably, knowing my luck. Maybe it'll let me fix the chapter titles so they don't suck anymore, though, because a lack of formatting makes my head want to explode. And I need to find a better copy of Order of the Phoenix, as the one I've got is missing the end of the chapter The Woes of Mrs. Weasley.
Well, that's probably enough bitching about how disorganized I am and how much work I'm going to have to do in iTunes before I can even attempt to sync my iPod, so in other news, S and I are going to be trying out this "No 'Poo" thing that I found on a blog, which sounds completely awesome - basically, we won't be using store-bought shampoo or conditioner on our hair anymore, but a mixture of baking soda and water (and after J gets paid, we'll also be adding essential oils to give it a scent) for shampoo every few days and apple cider vinegar with water for conditioner, though just on the ends at first. Funnily enough, I found this not by searching for ways to stop using shampoo, but to find ways to make my hair healthier with food items, out of a combination of curiousity and frustration at how pathetic and weird my hair is. And because I just joined a long hair forum, hoping for some information that I might find helpful in growing my hair out. Anyway, I found this blog after a bit of googling, and it sounds like an absolutely terrific idea, especially after I got a load of her before and after pictures - her before picture had her hair looking dry and weird and poofy with this weird wave, and in the after picture, her hair was tame and soft and silky-looking, and it had darkened, too, to a shade of brown that she apparently was in love with.
Anyway, I've devised a schedule of how often I'm going to use the baking soda mixture on my hair, and I'm still trying to decide if I'm going to use the ACV every time I wash my hair or every other time. The way I've drawn up the schedule looks as if I'll be washing my hair on Saturday, Tuesday, Friday, Monday, Thursday, Sunday, Wednesday, and then back to Saturday again, in a nice little cycle, so there'll be two days between each washing. I don't know if I'm going to need to move them closer or not - you're supposed to just rinse your hair with warm water in the shower on the days you don't wash it. It's going to be an interesting first week, though - the first 10 days or so apparently involve some truly horrific hair days while the scalp stops being all weird and re-regulates the natural oil production, which is basically the purpose of this experiment. I'm going to give it about a month and see how I like it by the end of August, and if it ends up looking okay, that's just how I'm going to wash my hair from now on. Hopefully, I'll never need to use a styling product again.
I'm really excited about this! I've read one account of someone's hair falling out in clumps, but 90% of them say that after the natural oils of the scalp regulated, they were so happy with it that they'd never go back. Also, some people discovered that they had curly hair, or straight hair, or another entirely different hair type than they previously thought, and it cuts out frizz almost completely. Also, if this works and we keep at it, we're going to save SO much money in the long run - we use a lot of shampoo and conditioner right now, and it'll be nice to only have to buy a box of nice, cheap baking soda instead of shampoo and conditioner for every person in the house, if J and Girl Child switch to it as well. Actually, I'm doubtful that Girl Child will make the switch, since it's so close to the start of the school year, but J probably will, if it does good things for our hair. I'm hoping M will make the switch, too, from what I've read, it does amazing things for people with very curly hair, and I think he'd be very happy.
Today, we went on errands involving the Kansas Department of Revenue - specifically getting the car registered and going to get Girl Child her first state ID and to get my instruction permit so I can work on driving and get my license. Unfortunately, I'm listed as having suspended driving privileges, so I couldn't get my permit today, or take the test, or do anything but be hung up on by customer service in Topeka. So I'm calling tomorrow morning, after I call the other relevant places to get more information on why this happened. Hopefully, it'll be quickly resolved with little effort on my part and I'll get my permit on Tuesday or something. If I'm lucky and it doesn't turn out that my driving privileges are suspended for life or something ridiculous.
In D&D news, we're starting another new game what W is going to run, and I'm going to try out being a rogue. Basically, I'm a fancy beat-stick, but it's still a slight departure from the norm, and since I'm not all that good at the roleplay aspect as of yet, that's the best I can do right now. I decided to name my new rogue Zoe, and S told me that I'd damn well better live up to the name and be a Big Damn Hero. It should be interesting with W running - I've never actually played a game with him running, because LW was born right as he was about to start running the last game that I was going to participate with him as DM, and we basically had to give that campaign up after one session. So, yeah, I'm a little nervous, as from what S has said, W's games are usually something that turns into a Lovecraftian horror. Anyway, because J's work schedule is changing, we're moving game from Saturdays to Mondays, which is handy, because that is the day I'll be watching LW every week, so we'll be able to get started sooner since they won't have to drive all the way out to Raytown to pick him up before even getting here.
I applied for a job with the county a day or two ago, I can't remember for what position right now (it's in my email, so it's not like I'll be totally clueless if they actually called me), and I'm intending on applying to be an election worker, so maybe that'll help me get a normal job. The permit thing is going to cause me problems, though, but maybe not too many.
I don't really have anything further to add, so I'm going to go and be very frustrated with iTunes now.
Also, thanks to The Bloggess, I now want a scary metal chicken sculpture.
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