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Oct. 17th, 2017 12:37 pm
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Oh hey, I haven't posted in a while, have I?

- The Interview with the Vampire screening at MoPop was wonderful. I hadn't seen it on the big screen since it was released!

- Work is work. The super-close deadline was pushed out by two weeks, Yay! The actual deadline was pushed up by two weeks, WTF BOO! Actually, there are good reasons for the actual deadline to be pushed up, but that doesn't mean I have to be happy about it.

- Went to the zoo over the weekend with some wonderful friends. My beloved red panda was waaaaaay up in a tree, snoozing, and wouldn't come down no matter how much I beseeched and made flaily hands. But at least I got to see his cute face as he sleepily groomed his fluffy tail.

- Speaking of cute faces, Vlad has been extra needy, and has taken to standing on my office chair (did I mention I have a standing desk now?), and gently patting my hip when I'm not paying attention to him. On the one hand, it's adorable. On the other hand, I wish his sister liked him right now. (She doesn't. She Very Much Doesn't.)

- OMG IT'S MY FAVORITE MONTH! THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS TO DO! Which means I'm super-busy and kind of tired, but it's worth it. Not to mention it's our 20th wedding anniversary at the end of the month. :D

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Oct. 16th, 2017 07:57 pm
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I was not so good over the weekend as far as housecleaning went, partly because exhausted? lazy? both? and partly because PMS was kicking my ass. But I did get some things picked up, my side of the media cabinet straightened (next up might be getting books put back and the pedestal thing moved into the office like we said we'd do so I can get the ladder up to the bookshelves proper) and dinner made when we were eating dinner instead of just scrounging, so I'll call that a net household win. No additional messes were made and left and some were cleaned up.

And! And I remembered to schedule two patreon posts upcoming, which is also a win since I haven't been regular about that at all up till hopefully now. And I managed to only get a little distracted by projects that are Not What I Should Be Working on (*cough Italian Renaissance families cough*) mainly because I found a scrap of paper with some information I needed to enter into a Scriv file on it.

Work kicked my ass today so writing happened considerably less than I wanted to but I got almost to the shooting part of the one scene, which may or may not even fit in anymore but I might as well write it as I outlined it in case some part of that still fits. Less editing and absolutely no note taking although I might do some reading before bed. Probably just silly language quizzes and physics videos.

I guess the plus side to all of this is I have the spaghetti sauce and the cranberry orange cheese spread made now, plus most of the ridiculousness at work today was dealt with in its entirety so I don't have to deal with it tomorrow. Which hopefully will mean I can get more writer work done! I am so close to finishing this novel and having the moment of if I didn't have to work a day job I would have this done by now. Sigh.

(To be fair even if I didn't have to work a day job today was eventful enough that I would probably have stayed all eight hours and been home and done cooking anyway. But still.)

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Oct. 16th, 2017 06:39 pm
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Pen-dips prompt:
12) Your character has been handed a child that looks nothing like them, but everyone insists that it is their child.

So this is hilarious because of Morgan and Leeloo. (SG-23 'verse.)

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Teal Dear:
The joke is, Morgan totally has a kid that looks nothing like her. Because one is human and the other is an adopted alien.

OC tober - flashback

Oct. 16th, 2017 05:33 pm
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This prompt is from the pen-dips list for the 5th. "How does your character walk? What do their footsteps sound like?" My brain decided this meant what kind of shoes.

Kit - Barefoot is soft pat-pat-pat. She's digigrade so less foot hits than a standard human. She's got custom boots with arch and ankle support for shoe wearing occasions.

Morgan Pryce- Combat boots. Quick steps with a destination.
Leeloo - Wears sandals. Depending on which ankle brace those are sometimes more hardcore sandals.

Monoshi - 2 tooth geta outside. Stocking feet inside. Sometimes fox paws.

En Wendesday - cowboy boots
Skald - big stompy goth boots or pointy toed trad goth boots
Forgetful & Mumbles - converse. vans. surplus army boots.
Bridget - Expensive fashionable shoes. Often flats or kitten heels. Sometimes skyscraper heels.

Lis - Varies widely. Adventuring boots. Soft fashionable boots. Embroidered pointy toed slippers.
Arad - Sturdy boots. Plays at being the muscle so he doesn't have to wear stupid looking shoes.
Issa- Fashionable boots with soft soles the better for sneaking in.
Aravis - Doesn't play those games and gets to wear comfy ankle high boots in her nice infirmary and research library and no one ever tries to kill her. Does own 2 pairs embroidered pointy toed house slippers. One is lined in fur for winter.

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Oct. 14th, 2017 08:35 pm
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Remind me to never again do a game jam during the holidays.

help meeeee

Oct. 14th, 2017 01:15 pm
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My brother's birthday is in three days. He is asking for audiobooks. I am going to venture the guess that podcasts would also be welcome (though I suspect podfic would not). He is offering zero guidance on which ones. I have no idea what books he already owns in any format, except that he owns a very great deal of Catholic nonfiction in hardcopy, and also some Tolkien. I asked him in September to name a few genres he wants to read in or subjects he wants to be educated on so I would have a place to start. (I know Catholic theology on the "I went to Sunday school with the parish until I got confirmed" level. He knows Catholic theology on the "I have a Master's in theology from Franciscan" level.) He has not responded.

What should I get him, or recommend to him? The less money I need to spend, the better. (Though I assume pointing him at Amazon Music's $0.00 dramatic reading of the KJV is cheating.)

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Oct. 13th, 2017 10:08 pm
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I've had a rough week. In an attempt to write something, anything, I give you 10 random things about Kit.

1. Her favorite color is pink.

2. Pastel goth wasn't a phrase when I came up with her style, but totally a pastel goth.

3. She speaks a bunch of languages, but only because she learned through telepathy. Like, what's the point of having telepathic friends if you don't use it to cheat at skill acquisition.

4. The first time she met Logan was when she shook him out of a nightmare because "it's in the caring for your empath handbook. If you don't maintain your calm I will maintain it for you." She shook his feet btw. She's not stupid.

5. When she was sixteen all her fingernails fell off and she grew claws instead. They're retractable. It was a weird month.

6. She's a kind person. It's a choice not a naturally occurring trait.

7. Wears a lot of skirts and dresses because wearing pants while having a tail requires tailoring. There have been a lot of jokes about build-a-bear butts over the years.

8. Owns a really unnecessary amount of clothing with cats and related phrases on it. Like half her wardrobe. Finds it hilarious. Has consistently owned a hoodie with cat ears since she was 15.

9. Smokes. She's gone through phases where she quits. Sometimes for years. Next big stressful thing happens and she buys a pack. Keeps trying to quit for good. Started in high school. (I've a head-cannon that a lot of the X-Kids smoked. It's relatively inexpensive short term stress relief.)

10. All her boots are custom. Stupid semi anthropomorphised feet. Has to be careful about arch and ankle support.

I've got a pinterest board going for Kit. Mostly high school to young adult at present.

My general X-Kid board is
Diary of an X-Kid is the name of the zine Kit and Piotr did in high school.

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Oct. 13th, 2017 10:24 am
kittydesade: A cup of tea sits on an open book with perhaps some poetry written in it and singing around the edges (books and cleverness)
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Aaaand I'm back to marrying the boy for health insurance. Which isn't the worst thing ever except that it's only a solution for me, and not the millions of people who are about to be priced out of health insurance. But it's a stressor we didn't need considering that while I'll get better insurance that won't go away at the end of the year because an asshole is in the White House, it's still going to be more per month. I really, really hate that man.

I'm semi participating in the Twitter Boycott. Which is to say I'm taking advantage of possibly a lot of interesting people being off Twitter to not look at it for a while, regain my equilibrium or as much of it as I'm likely to get. Hopefully get work done. It's allegedly an ill-luck day, but in other places Tuesday the 13th is an ill-luck day so who the hell knows. What I know is that work at the start of the day is a more manageable, less chaotic load and so maybe I will actually get things done.

I'm tired. And sad. This country was doing so well. Getting better. And now, not at all so much. And I think the boy might have brought home stomach flu from work.

I did something not really stupid but kind of ridiculous and checked out a couple more books from the library on trains and westward expansion and the railroad companies, even though I'm technically not working on that now. I'm going to make my goal on this to read the two books that aren't Union Pacific and not take notes unless something jumps out at me, and then see if I want to buy them or if they're just going to clutter my shelf. The good part about Westward Expansion as a time period in US history, a zeitgeist, is that it's also full of precedent and possibility as far as historical fantasy fiction goes. Or even plain old historical mystery. So if I did buy the books eventually I wouldn't just use them for untold possibly unplaced Rochester stuff, I could use them for all kinds of things.

Look, I have a book buying habit when it comes to THIS IS A COOL THING I WISH TO LEARN ABOUT. Seriously. And I still really need those damn floor-ceiling bookshelves. Really the boy and I both do, our books are right now on either silly plastic rigs or falling apart flatpack bookshelves. In time, though. All in good time. First the office, which would be likely easier to paint and then put shelves up than the hall, which is fine at the front of the house but then there's the stairs and the 14'-16' drop and um. There would need to be extendable poles. A lot of using of them. .... Maybe we can paint just two walls and then the other one that has to be plastered over later...

I really, really want my office to be done okay? I have ideas, I've had plans for a while, but I still do not have my office.

Anyway. I am not going to class this weekend because of whatever this is churning my stomach and making me five kinds of uncomfortable, which means this weekend is going to be the weekend of sitting my ass down and doing nothing but reading for pleasure, reading and taking notes (also for pleasure), writing, and occasionally cleaning as the mood strikes and I get up all "THIS IS FILTHY I WILL CLEAN IT NOW." Probably this will also include clearing the bookshelf out in the office because good goddamn I have a bunch of things in there that I've had for almost ten years now and never actually touched. They need to go out of the house.

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Oct. 12th, 2017 07:31 pm
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I don't remember where I first heard the saying about plans not surviving their first engagement with the enemy (in most cases for us non-combatants the enemy being life, I guess) but boy howdy that has been my entire week. I have so many ideas and things to get through over the day and if nothing else at night and then work crises sap all my energy and by the time I get home dinner is cereal and a brownie and I'm collapsed on the couch watching Barnaby have periodic revelations at inconvenient times for his family.

I ended up doing a bit of stress shopping at the local bookstore, I didn't find a Leuchtturm notebook for Long Road but I did find a silk road book finally! I have no idea who the author is but they do have at least some reasonable source material in the bibliography and hopefully it'll be a jumping off point. And as far as the research books go it was actually one of the considerably less expensive ones, so I don't feel bad about it. There was also a kid there looking for a book on the history of the Russian revolution (presumably Bolshevik?) and if I'd been less tired I probably would have tried to help him. Ah well, they're good folks at the bookstore though, they should be fine.

I haven't finished the synopsis for Lifestyles book 2. I haven't finished Starlight although I'm apparently within five scenes of doing so at least for a draft. I know that's going to require extensive edits but at least the bones of it will be there. I haven't finished the back cover for the hard copy of Turing Shrugged. I haven't done any research reading. I don't want to do my languages. I just want to curl up with a nice fiction book and be asleep for twelve hours. Thank god it's almost the weekend. And that I don't have to do anything or be entertaining for anyone, I'd be terrible at it. I just have class, and then I can come home and be flat and clean and write and clean and what have you. I am very much looking forward to being flat for longer than eight hours or so.

But on the plus side my lungs do seem to be slowly recovering with medication both doctor prescribed and of the herbal supplement type, time, and exercise. Which might indicate that what they needed was gentle strengthening as well as rest and I wasn't sick at all.

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Oct. 12th, 2017 05:53 pm
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I've fallen in love. This is a beautiful rendition.

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Oct. 12th, 2017 01:10 pm
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Talk to me? Go on about anything that really interests you, or anything you think will interest me?
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Hi, I'm Alex, my pronouns are they, I have hilarious boardgame-related trauma; I'm going to want five minutes to read the rules in silence before we start; and if I ask a question about gameplay that isn't addressed to you by name and you're not [personal profile] me_and, please pretend I didn't say anything.

As I periodically mention, mostly whenever I make notable progress of any kind, for a variety of hilarious reasons I find the vast majority of boardgames intensely stressful, and this gets worse the less I know the people I'm playing with. Like I said in my previous post, over the past two years I've gone from "cannot even start to play a game I've had long-term interest in, in my own home, with my partner, who I trust, with no-one else present, without bursting into tears twice just reading the rules" to "getting a bit of an adrenaline kick when I start my second new game of an afternoon with strangers, in a pub, when I was already primed for social anxiety for reasons that do not need exploring at this juncture".

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Oct. 11th, 2017 12:10 pm
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I give up I don't even know what's going on with my lungs. The boy said it's not likely I have walking pneumonia if I haven't been exposed to pneumonia (I guess it does not spontaneously develop out of cold symptoms? Not sure what the what.) and after the first couple weeks back from DragonCon I never really developed a bad cough as far as goo on my lungs went. I have been coughing up a little but it's usually two to three minutes of coughing a couple times a day. Not very clearly defined You're Sick Take The Day And Go Lie Down.

Weight/food talk among other health things )

I resent this whole asthma lungs no worky thing. I also am increasingly convinced that running whether for pleasure or as exercise is a myth. Surely humans don't actually run for more than an 8th of a mile without getting stabbed between the ribs by their inability to breathe.

Seriously, I've never been able to do this, I have no idea what it'd be like to be able to run. Y'all are as mysterious as unicorns to me. Maybe more so, unicorns I get. Running is IDEK.

Yesterday was the day of all the yarn, today is considerably more relaxed since most of it involves labeling and getting stock out on shelves or up in storage, which I like a lot better because I can take my time with it and not rush. And it's a capoeira day so I extra double plus not having to overwork myself. Physically. She added, looking at the pile of various writing-related things to read, research, write, post, write some more. Take notes on. Heh.

Okay no, first thing's first. Making a few lists of grouped things to do on Habitica, at some point I need to figure out how best to take notes on things, should I write them down in a notebook? Should I type them up on a computer? Should I write them down and then scan them into a computer so I have backups if I need to? In the event of that last one if I have reasonably good handwriting is there an OCR program I should look into? Actually that might be the best thing because I like having notebooks around but I also have a bad habit of leaving shit where it can get knocked over or water spilled on it, so. But that's a later problem, first is reading things and taking notes on things and getting all the other fiddly shit done. Deep breaths, self. Deep breaths. And remember you're going to be useless tonight after class.

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Oct. 10th, 2017 10:52 am
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So it turns out we are not going to have a guest over the weekend due to other people's shenanigans. Which is a slight relief because I seem to have learned my mother's A GUEST IS COMING OVER EVERYTHING MUST BE SPOTLESS reaction. But also kind of shitty for her because of, again, other people's shenanigans. I kind of want to shake people on her behalf from what little she's told me. Ugh.

So I guess we just end up cleaning the house slowly and steadily over the rest of the week, which is also fine since I was flat on Sunday instead of mopping like I meant. Put things away. I should finally get rid of the damn notebooks on the hutch by typing in the notes like I keep meaning to do and then not doing. I think it's nerves, they're notebooks from over eight years ago when I was in Ohio, unmedicated and undiagnosed but also probably either depressed or bipolar, definitely hypergraphic so they're going to look a bit of a horrorshow. But there might still be good ideas in there, so I'll give it a look. Slowly but steadily. And we can maybe get some yard work done and put the gardens to bed.

Not today though. It has been a Day. Somehow a buttload of wholesale orders went out along with some retail orders, all of it our house brand yarn, the stack of boxes is about a foot shorter than I am (okay two if you count the cart height) and that's a lot of poundage and dollar-age and I am goddamn tired. I need five naps and a pizza. I do actually have the pizza though.

I did manage to get the damn Jude novel started on Nano, though. Some back cover art done for Turing Shrugged so that can get finished up as soon as I rest my brain some and come up with back blurb. I'm hoping I have the energy once I get home and get some pizza in me to do some edits and churn some more text out from the last two stories I'm working on before Nano starts. I've just been so goddamn tired lately. And I can't tell anymore if that's because shit will not stop happening or because the asthma makes me tired or what. Or life. This country. Politics. The environment. All of it.

I can get this writing done tonight, that's what I can do. Remind everyone to take care of themselves at the end of the day, take care of myself, and keep putting one foot in front of the other. Not obligated to complete the work, just do your part and don't turn away from it. Yes? Yes.

And the hits just keep on coming

Oct. 10th, 2017 02:13 pm
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How a Sudden Firestorm Obliterated a City
"These fires happen in the hills, in the rural area, not a neighborhood," said David Kay, 54, clearly stunned as he returned to his home in the Coffey Park neighborhood Monday morning and found nothing but rubble for blocks and blocks. "You think you're safe in a neighborhood."

I'm sitting here, feeling stunned. If neighborhoods in the flats of Santa Rosa could burn to the ground, is anywhere in California safe?
In one of the most surreal scenes, broadcast on KGO TV, a team of Kaiser Permanente nurses and doctors, faces covered by respirators, gently raced critical patients in hospital beds down the street, with bright orange flames in the background. About 130 patients were safely evacuated in three hours, including women in labor and a "very sick" child. Some hospital employees drove patients in their own cars.

Climatologist explains why ‘the conditions are primed for fire’ in California Here's why fires are exploding up and down the state, with answers by Bill Patzert, a climatologist for NASA’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory in La Cañada Flintridge.

Disaster Preparedness: Make a Plan! Don't put it off any longer, folks.

Puerto Rico

A Doctor’s Abandoned Journey Into Isolated Puerto Rico

Puerto Rico’s Health Care Is in Dire Condition, Three Weeks After Maria

You're doing a fan-tas-tic job, Mr. President. Thanks a heap for those paper towels, by the way.


Fearsome Plague Epidemic Strikes Madagascar. The outbreak is beginning to resemble the early stages of the West African Ebola crisis in 2014: a lethal disease normally confined to sparsely populated rural areas has reached crowded cities and is spreading in a highly transmissible form. The TV news media is giving this story a wide berth, I noticed--they'd rather talk about Trump's latest tweet storm about the NFL and his feuds with Senator Corker and Secretary Tillerson.

And finally, three good news links. Because we need some good news, dammit.

In a First, Gene Therapy Halts a Fatal Brain Disease. The study involved 17 boys (the disease strikes males almost exclusively), ages 4 to 13. All got gene therapy. Two years later, 15 were functioning normally without obvious symptoms.

How a "Snowman" Lasted an Entire Summer in Chicago. The icy Fischli/Weiss art installation on top of the Art Institute survived the swelter of the Windy City and will go on display next in San Francisco

Incredible Winners of the 2017 Nikon Small World Photomicrography Competition. Link to the entire gallery within the article.

ten good things

Oct. 10th, 2017 03:51 pm
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1. Yesterday afternoon, at 4.30pm, I sent off the latest draft of the current paper to my co-authors in advance of our meeting on Tuesday. I had been working at it steadily, in small chunks every day. At no point did I stay up past midnight working on it. It isn't perfect, partly because it can never be and partly because most of the outstanding stuff relies on getting input from a co-author who's been avoiding my e-mails since April; I'm very pleased with myself for maintaining sensible sleep cycles, and for sending it off "unfinished", because I don't think there is actually much to gain from me carefully polishing the presentation and formatting of an appendix that is not yet complete.

2. The casserole my mother bought me (I think when I started the PhD) is currently full of apples I brought home from my parents' on Saturday evening; I've done about half the bag, and everything smells correct. (It's James Grieve; they're mostly not available commercially, but they're what I grew up with, and I'm always faintly disappointed by apples that aren't them. So: I gathered up a quantity of them, and I'll gather up a quantity more when I go for dinner tomorrow, and I'll jar them, and I'll have enough to put on yoghurt and in crumble and in cake for the next year, I hope.)

3. Passing a pound-a-bowl market earlier today, it transpired that the cardboard crates of two-or-so kilos of blueberries really were one quid each. So I got one of those (I was not going to buy more, to get home on public transport), and I need to decide how many to freeze and whether o jam any and if I want to make clafoutis happen, and so on and so forth. This is a lovely problem to have.

4. Shortly afterwards, while poking around charity shops looking for yet more tablecloths (pace the Graun), on my way home from a hospital appointment that was uninspiring but unproblematic, I found a pasta maker for fifteen quid. Nobody I asked said it was a bad idea quickly enough, and that's how I ended up heading home on public transport with a lap full of pasta machine and two kilos of blueberries. "...", said a friend. "How does this stuff even happen to you so much" "I really don't know how you live like this" "But well done" -- which I will take. (This also, conveniently, provides me with My Next Cooking Goal. I think I probably don't care about the spaghetti attachment but I am eyeing up the ravioli one...)

5. I am sitting in the corner of my sofa, facing the French windows, looking out on the grass and the sunshine. (I love this house.)

6. I am now, after today's adventures in public transport, most of the way through CN Lester's book Trans Like Me. I keep crying over it in public. I have been earwormed with a song off Come Home, Not Again (and have just put it on: I'm used to breaking - but not this time/Of all the things you've taken, I'm not giving me from mine/I know I'm better lonely but alive).

7. On which tangentially-related topic, I recently got my act together to actually listen to Jesus & His Judgemental Father's latest, It Might Get Better, and I just absolutely adore the lyric my breakfast is an existential crisis. And I have a whole pile of books to curl up and wallow in, which I'm very much looking forward to -- Provenance, which I haven't yet had brain for, and the new Max Gladstone, and the new Nnedi Okorafor along with some of her back catalogue, and all the Kai Ashante Wilson I just acquired, and...

8. Board games! On Sunday I went to a board game social being run by my BSL-teacher-now-friend (having been a longstanding friend of A's)! I negotiated social anxiety in the run-up! I played two new-to-me games, with one person in the group each time that I didn't previously know, and it... worked? I didn't cry? I panicked a bit at the start of the second one but actually it was okay? I did the thing? I won one of them? I... am really, really proud of myself. I am so aware of how much progress this is: eighteen months ago, or thereabouts, I finally finally managed to persuade myself to sit down with a rulebook and an Adam in our living room and have a go at playing Thud!, which I'd wanted to basically since I saw it being play-tested at a Discworld convention. I think I ended up crying twice just reading the rulebook, while A was in the kitchen carefully giving me space to have a panic? I ended up crying a bunch more over the course of our couple of experimental collaborative games? ... I just played two new-to-me games with strangers, on no more prep than breezily informing people that I have hilarious boardgame-related trauma, would want to spend five minutes anxiously reading the rules in silence before starting, and that if I asked a question about game mechanic and it wasn't addressed to you by name then pretend I didn't say anything and let A answer. I... am so pleased with myself.

9. ... slipper socks. I sort of resent that I like them so much, and they are the precise opposite of what the podiatrists I was seeing wanted me to do for wearing around the house, but fundamentally I really hate slippers and would by defaul be barefoot but also my feet get really cold really quickly. So now I own two pairs of ridiculous slipper socks, and I wear other socks underneath and slouch around in them, and I spend much less time with my feet painfully cold?

10. ... and on Thursday I'm heading down to Brighton for The October Ritual, an aquarium trip, and Terre á Terre, which I've been curious about for a while.

There is lots that is good that is going on. I'm spending the weekend in Cornwall (well, driving to and from -- a lightning visit is To Be Made), and while there will be Wrangling To Be Done I am also, very much, looking forward to going (however briefly) home.
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