December 25th, 2006

running, bomb tech

Sunday

Speaking from personal experience, I have to recommend the school of dissociative identity disorder counseling that involves treating the situation like roommates with communication problems, and if necessary, roommates with communication problems and individual mental illnesses. I believe that being functional trumps thinking like normal people.

Arizona people: renfest season is coming up again soon! It's probably a little on the early side for actual plans, but theoretical plans are still good. I should poke the bondmate, as any scheduling has to be done way in advance.

Losing the wallpaper on your computer should not be a technological emergency.

I'm at the stage of ill that involves dripping sinus action and dripping eyes to boot. Not fun, but omg I can breathe with my lungs, which makes me so happy. I have handkerchiefs. All is well with the world, though I had better not be trying to drive and sneeze at the same time.

I think that immediate reaction spell-checking is an excellent thing for general literacy. If you get trained that the wavy red line is a bad thing, and you correct what you're doing to not get the wavy red line, eventually you will start picking up on good spelling in general. However, it does not work so well when you're operating in a context without the wavy red line, like handwriting. (This was poked-at in writing group, where some things on the whiteboard were wavy-red-lined, to very amusing effect.)

We had rain on Friday. It was good. I went out and stood in parts of it. I was already coming down with something before this, so it was probably not the #1 best decision, but I didn't stay out in it for long enough to even really get wet.
yule, gingerbread motherboard

bee in your bonnet

Um, did I say "Happy Christmas" to anyone who cares to celebrate it? I don't think so. So I shall now. Happy Christmas!

Connie has scored OK on the Mary Sue Test. This is Good, because she is in fact a bloody Mary Sue in that she's a slightly idealized version of me, going through some of the same stuff. But she's not super-idealized, happily. Collapse )
She could, however, stand to lose a few more Battles with the Ick in home exorcism.

I'm at home drinking lots of herb tea. Mama sent me a shiny cup from which to drink it! A "raku buddy" of hers made it. They have similar styles, but there's a very distinct difference. Nice big cup. Holds more than it looks like it holds. Mama's box was fun. She sent a random holiday gift (hot chocolate!), a Solstice gift (jam, yay!), a Christmas gift (mug!! with tea!!!), and a New Year's gift (which squeezes like a chocolate orange).

They will probably call later. I'm still all dizzytired, but feeling a lot better in general. (The phone rang just then, but it was a wrong number. So I called Dawn. I shall relay holiday greetings to Darkside, and Dawn will call back after she's off work. ralmathon has called Dawn, after I have pestered him to. Yay, being the switchboard operator!)

I pick hcolleen up from work tonight.

Born-Again! By accident! metaquotes. Context may not be suitable for those who take their religion seriously. (She was at church, reading the story of Esther to stay awake, got nagged to go up front, went up front, and ... well.)

LJ bought a goat. frank got jealous. (Really, though, what else could LJ buy?)
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