Saturday, October 25th, 2014 08:10 pm
I enjoyed this episode, it was action-packed, clever, with character stuff too.

Unfortunately, something about the plot-logic has been bothering me, something that most people wouldn't notice at all, but, alas, it is my profession. Something to do with the computer programming. Mind you, the writers get double kudos for (a) avoiding Obvious Computer Fail, which very few shows do, and (b) making the computer stuff something that bugged me afterwards, rather than during. So I'm not exactly complaining... it's just a puzzle that I needed to work out.
spoilers SPOILERS and possibly TMI )
Saturday, October 25th, 2014 08:04 am
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biscuitmango:

I really like this gif because Stitch does that little squinty thing that animals do when they’re really happy and relaxed and you can tell that he’s having such a superb time playing that little ukulele
Saturday, October 25th, 2014 07:14 am
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audreyii-fic:

ladyofthestrange:

doodleigh:

wall-flawer:

This is the cutest thing I’ve seen ever

He totally thought wednesday could lift him i’m dead

Honestly she probably could have.

The Addamses may well be the healthiest, most functional family unit to ever grace the small screen.
Friday, October 24th, 2014 07:21 pm
Not allowed to peck Purple with my long, dagger-like loon beak.
Saturday, October 25th, 2014 03:17 am
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Friday, October 24th, 2014 07:14 pm
Since I was sick a couple of weeks ago I really haven't been out in the evenings running or walking on the beach. I finally went out again today and it was gorgeous! There's a storm rolling in and that just really added another great dimension to it. I left it late so I only got in a short walk, but I'm really going to have to get back in the habit of going every night. It's definitely worth the time.
Friday, October 24th, 2014 11:42 am

Went to the doctor. Got my bloodwork done. Or it's getting done, however it works. I was supposed to have a pap done at the same time but I couldn't face that today. Fortunately if I come back to the doctor's in 30 days, I can still get it billed as the same visit and therefore not pay for it. Hurrah for preventative care! I don't care who I have to cut, I'm never going without insurance again.

I went to Target afterwards and got a Crock Pot©. The little 2 quart one we've got isn't cutting the mustard anymore, so I just splurged and bought a real one for $20 that's 4.5 quarts (4.25L). It makes it easier to have food to eat when we get home from work if I just throw it in the Crock Pot. I also got a couple of other things we'd be needing but didn't have the money for - water filters, face wash (regular soap does not work on my facial skin. Thank you, psoriasis.) That sort of thing. The little things that are right above necessities like food, but right below luxuries like new sheets. (We have lots of sheets.)

I need to go renew my driver's license, but I don't want to because they'll want a new picture and I like the old one. Small problems.

It feels like Saturday but I know it's not, because I'm not at work! I have to work this Saturday at the football game, so I'm not exactly thrilled about spending the weekend before my birthday at work. I keep reminding myself it could be worse. Much, much worse.

Brain is ... functioning. My nurse practitioner asked how I was doing and I told her I was about 70% of where I'd like to be, but part of that is the drain from dealing with the idiots at work. Meds are staying the same, but I did get a packet to see if I could get one of them a bit less expensively. That would be nice.

There's a fall festival at the Methodist church I'm attending this Wednesday. I think I'm going to go. I would do the 5k as well, but I think if I did that I wouldn't be able to walk the next day. Stupid arthritis.

Friday, October 24th, 2014 08:05 am
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Twist the bones and bend the back Itch-it-a-cop-it-a-Mel-a-ka-mys-ti-caTrim him of his baby fat Itch-it-a-cop-it-a-Mel-a-ka-mys-ti-caGive him fur black as black

Just like This
Friday, October 24th, 2014 12:36 am
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.
Friday, October 24th, 2014 07:01 am
via http://ift.tt/1oArFak at October 24, 2014 at 02:00AM:
teacher: are there any classes you are struggling with?
me: the bourgeois
teacher: what
me: what
karl marx: nice
Thursday, October 23rd, 2014 07:23 pm
Tuesday was the monthly meeting
Of the society of mythics

The first item:
Whether to remain as one group
Or split into land and sea

The kelpies and selkies
Wanted things to stay as things were,
While the mermaids
Were in favor of splitting
And brought to the group's attention
Two petitions for admission

One from narwhals
As the "unicorns of the sea"
Which made the unicorns (of the land)
Snort fire in frustration

The other from walruses
As "vampires of the sea"
To which one vampire raised a half-hearted objection
That they did not drink human blood
And a second vampire pointed out
That neither did the sparkly newcomers
And yet a third declared
Those were not true vampires either
And that side of the room soon devolved
Into comparisons of fang lengths

Meanwhile the trolls
Sat weeping great stone tears
Out of grief that their name had been diluted
By imposters -- mannerless rude uncouth
Drama-seekers on the internet
And were comforted by several giants
Who did not wear orange and black
And did not, as a rule, like baseball
Except as played "properly"
With a mammoth's thighbone
And a human head

Meanwhile the great green dragon
(One of the last of his kind not yet hibernating)
Was drowsing irritably in a corner
With a bad case of indigestion
From eating an airplane
That had strayed too close to its territory

Meanwhile the ghosts passed through
Unnoticed


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