And in a system I'm familiar with, but have rarely (never?) played off a computer (D&D).

Yay!

Tasty correctly-prepared (not dry!) fish!

Today, my tolerance for pedantic is nil.

This is your friendly neighborhood wispfox irritation-avoidance alert system alert.

jasra: "I don't want people-flavored dressing!"

google sms amused me far too much on the way to play silly games. didn't know it existed until google maps printout told me!

try texting 'HELP' or 'HELP DIRECTIONS' to 466453, if you don't pay per text. :)

swimming laps makes my legs hurt. clearly they're out of shape! this also makes my stairs complicated.
on the plus side, i'm way less tired than last week post-swim (even though I didn't sleep enough lately). and it's nice that my lungs aren't first, instead of my legs.

Oh, such tasty, tasty brains...

corivax, on Nutmeg, accidental miracles, and the stories not taken.

cadhla posts about her cat and a pickle.

the_xtina links to a post about compassion.

It's cold in this office! This morning I was comfortable in a t-shirt. Not now! Coooooold hands.

Sometime I shall have to see if there is a reasonable place to walk nearby.

And take pictures of my view, and of our cage-like outside eating area.

I can't figure out where I stuck my comics that I had printed...

Sitting with my view being of the hardware storage cabinet for my group makes it _really, really_ tempting to shoot people with nerf guns.

Which I have two of, already at work and _waiting_ to be used.

New office: Woo! Window and morning sunlight! Lots of space for stuff. Only took me too hours to get back to useful!

'Course, I keep getting lost... must carry a map around for a while!

Things I did not know: changing a post away from private does not make it show up in people's LJ tracking thing. (private - to make edits - as initial state)

Sunny out! Also, I have trees out my window!

I don't seem to be able to keep still.

At least the sky is clear. No rain, but cold.

http://www.feedblitz.com/ makes me happy, 'cause I can get updates of RSS feeds via email. _Much_ easier than an RSS reader!

I had forgotten how much I liked Quantum Leap.

it's charming!

devoken & I are breaking australian_joe's brain.

Why yes, I was catholic. And went to Catholic junior high school for three years...

*whistles innocently*

Doot, doot, do...

Via starandrea, A Complaint-Free World.

I don't actually have any idea how often I complain, nor where the line is between saying things because they are true but possibly so often it's a complaint (even if it's because I'm failing to consciously notice that there is something bothering me, and that's why I keep saying it). So this could be interesting. (so could wearing it when driving or on the computer, what with my wrist things getting in the way)

I'm getting 5, so I can give one to some local people, if wanted.

Mmmm. Ginger snaps.

*nomnomnomnom*

And, because I refuse to leave my journal in such a down state, especially when I've actually been having much goodness:

Saturday was _gorgeous_ out, as was most of last week. And I got a massage from someone who seems to be clueful about tendinitis. Pulled some dandilions out of part of our yard (may not be my yard due to renting, but I _could_). Went to Psinging Friday night, under my own power, and had no twinges from driving in either direction.

Wandered over to our local YMCA (aout a 30 minute walk each way), and determined that once I have a swim cap, I will get a membership, swim regularly (hopefully getting into a habit before next winter), possibly use the weight room (perhaps with accompanying sweetie so we both go regularly), and possibly take pilates classes.

Good call with australian_joe Sat night, good snuggles and brunch w/jasra who I do not see enough of. Good date time with metahacker, including random Wii use. (it really is oddly entertaining to make random suggestions)

Purriest cat in the world is happy I'm WFH this week, and next week I see the new office location.

Strength work last night plus some massage on metahacker (it has been _way_ too long since I could do massage for even that long!) plus aforementioned dandilion pulling did not result in unhappy hands, and I'm going to up my weights again next time.

Was able to do random helpful thing for former neighbor, just because I could and he asked.

Can deal with dishes pretty regularly, most of the garbage & recycling most of the time, and sweeping. Can probably do litterbox cleaning more often; will check. Probably cannot vaccuum or rake yet.

Should be fine for taking a summer class online starting end of May. This is Good.

Gaming was fun, if draining, and I found my old character from the last one-shot I did. She was a fun character, and way less draining. :)

Did some tidying of my stuff, and again with the not making my hands sad. Have I mentioned how nice it is to begin to approximate a normal human being again? Still lack driving myself to work regularly, but...

Saw/hugged/chatted with randysmith, who I do not see enough of!

Slowly managing to force myself to a more sane sleep schedule, which is nice. Being less tired is delightful, as is wasting less of the day.

So. Much goodness. :)

All of the conversations that have sprung up as a result of that now-infamous post re asking to touch women's breasts just make me _tired_.

Tired of living in a world where one of the ealiest things taught to me that I remember struggling to learn was to carry myself as if I knew where I was going and what I was doing, even if I did not (I was very easily lost, very trusting, and very naive).

Tired of having to think, any time I go outside alone at night, especially in an unfamiliar area, if it's safe, if I'm dressed in ways to catch unwanted attention.

Tired of needing to consider whether or not my wanting to dress up in fun/flirty clothing is going to cost me too much in social energy and awareness, both in terms of extra attention and in terms of safety.

Tired of knowing, and _being_ one of, so many women who have been raped, have had unwanted sexual contact from a sibling, have been pressured into being sexually involved with a guy because we just got so tired of saying 'no'.

Tired of knowing that I'm one of the lucky ones. No co-workers of any sort at any time have tried anything. The sibling incident was once, for me. I have never been beaten by anyone at any point. I was able to be sheltered enough growing up that my deep confusion at what people think is normal and right did not end up causing serious damage.

Tired of knowing that so many rapes go unreported, including my own until a _long_ time later. Tired of knowing that I, as with many, many others, blamed myself. Which is why it took so long to call it what it was.

Tired of knowing that domestic abuse is _so damn common_. Indeed, I might almost say expected, in some circles.

That the phrase 'a nice guy' makes me cringe.

That I was so surprised the first time a guy I was dating wanted to go to Take Back The Night with me.

Just. Tired.

weird moment of the day:

Looking up while walking in one of the main hallways at work, and seeing an inexplicable black thing. While staring at it (because I could not reach it), a co-worker (who is reasonably familiar with me) wandered by, looked where I was looking, and pulled it down.

There was, for no apparent reason, a completely black mouse pad just sitting on top of one of the wall partition things, and it did not belong to the nearest cube's person.

I really do notice the oddest things!

Any of y'all face blind? Do other members of your family also have trouble with face recognition?

I ask because one of the better known face blindness research teams is, as always, looking for more people with face blindness, _especially_ if multiple members of a family all have it.

So, go fill out their contact form if you're face blind/prospagnosic, especially if others of your family are, too. (it is very likely that the more severe the congenital face blindness, the less likely one is to realize that it's missing. Finding out I had it caused me to ask my mom if she did. She did, but did not realize it)

And because my LJ post tracker is successfully (if semi-inaccurately due to trunctation) priming me to be happy, I shall be chipper at you all and prime you, too!

And the best part is? It ought to not matter that I'm telling you what I'm doing.

Why am I chipper, you might ask?

Because it's been sunny for _days_ and warm, although today is rather like summer, not Spring (but not humid!).

Because I'm needing lower doses of meds to help me get to sleep!

Because I have many people who love me, many of whom I saw this past weekend, many more of whom I will see at Psinging (which I _am_ going to!). One of whom I had a date night with last night, another of whom I am probably going to see entirely unexpectedly tonight.

Because I have energy, largely.

Because work insanity ought to calm down for a bit soon.

Because work is moving (not far), so I get to see what new and interesting green places are near the new location.

Because I can!

Yay, green!

Self, if you spend a weekend during which large portion involve you needing to interpret spoken communication which is often confusing or complex, you _will_ be very drained by the end. Especially if you're not getting enough sleep.

Sometimes I think you forget that conversation, especially if spoken conversation, is _already_ effort for you. Worse yet if you have to actively translate what is being said.

That said, it _was_ a good game. Just... draining past the point of being sufficiently aware of just _how_ draining.

Next time? Good plan to have your character speak the common language, as that would have been worse. But be _really_ careful with the ability to speak with animals. It's right for your character, but your player cannot necesarily cope with that, plus a party member whose spoken language isn't quite fluent, plus general high levels of attention required by gaming.

Buh. Brain still hurts.

Taking a picture of my dilated eyes from eye doctors: reasonable.

Taking it with flash: _amazing_ red-eye. :)

There may be picture later. For now, I try to read my screen. :)

Note to self:

Go to bed earlier (9:30 if going to Alewife next morning, 10/10:30 otherwise), and get up earlier (7:30/8a on days you WFH. 6:30a for Alewife days, since there is no other choice). You _have_ to get back into a sane schedule so going to Alewife in the morning stops wiping you out so much.

Yes, it's fun staying up absurdly late sometimes. But you have to get back into a sane schedule _first_. And not do it two nights in a row.

You'd think after 15 years or more of this sleep problem worstening, you would _know_ this by now. But no. Sick for multiple months plus winter _completely_ fucked your schedule.

You take ~60 minutes to fall asleep, and you need _more_ than 8 hours to be happy. Stop conveniently forgetting this just because you don't like that it's true!

All that does is make you useless in the evening, and often during the day, too.

We know that you hate always being the first to need to go to bed. But having your sleep meds making it _possible_ to fool around with your sleep schedule without dramatically bad results does not mean you should be relying on it.

Randy Pausch: Childhood Dreams Lecture. Long. But really worth it.

"Carnegie Mellon Professor Randy Pausch, who is dying from pancreatic cancer, gave his last lecture at the university Sept. 18, 2007, before a packed McConomy Auditorium. In his moving talk, "Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams," Pausch talked about his lessons learned and gave advice to students on how to achieve their own career and personal goals."

... seeing ayalanya during her visit to the area, even if she was utterly exhausted. But still cuddleable!

... Peter Mayer in concert.

... many, many, many hugs. Many lovely people. A brief appearance at a party. Dinner. A concert.

... playing silly games with a sweetie who was actually the one at the controls.

"Try aiming the hawk at the bees nest!" *pause* "Wait, that worked?! Huh!"

"Hey, there's something moving over there!" *pause while waiting for the hawk to arrive again* *aiming the hawk at the moving thing* "Hey, the hawk got something!"

"I don't know how to fish." *startled pause* "You don't? Huh!" *explaining how to fish, generally and in the context of the game's mechanics*

These were very small fish. Perch-sized, if I'm not mis-remembering both the name and the size (fished a fair amount as a kid).

... being awake and bouncy, even though I got not enough sleep (for good reason!) Friday night.

... dancing in my seat, because I like the music Just That Much. Knowing much of it well helps, too, even if I entirely failed to not sing (quietly) along with the ones I knew.

... sunlight outside today. And some of Saturday. And some of Sunday.

... random group hugs. And dragging other people into them.

... wandering around outside on a call with a sweetie.

... being able to go outside randomly without it being too damn cold every time.

... hugging and being pet by people I've not seen in too long. I really do need to go to the next Psinging.

... randomly chatty emails.

... having my hair played with.

... playing with people's hair.

... entertaining people with a fiberoptic glowy hair thing.

... being awakened by a sweetie. And then by being cuddled by a cuddly sweetie and sweetie's sweetie. Even if I was horribly tired and not wanting to get up. :)

... randamly being physically-affectionate with people I love. And that to me in turn.

... starandrea twice in two weekends!

... borrowing a sweetie's jacket who is 8 inches taller makes me laugh, because the sleeve length is truly absurd.

... clothing that smells of a sweetie.

... a truly excellent weekend, insufficient sleep and all.

Via my mom. Mmm. Lego.

Legos can be building block to teach children with autism.

You know, I'd kinda forgotten that I am less hungry (in all senses of the word) in Winter.

I kinda dislike nearly always being hungry. Clearly I need to be eating more... and I seriously need to replenish my snack food supply at work, since I just finished my rice cakes.

*ravenous*

Give to me the foooooood! I wonder if I have any granola bars in my bag...

Because today I am posty!

Also because today is apparently "how to make a wispfox Really Want To Travel" day.

And clearly I need to go check out Sacramento's local wildlife rescue center/native animal zoo at some point.

Also? Y'all have _really cool_ answers. (including those of you whose answers were in comments. Indeed, in some cases, especially those who did, as then I got more of a view into how you got there)

Just wanted to share my glee. :)

(also, it's neat watching the answers, because it gives interesting views into where people's brains go)

Y'know, I wasn't actually trying to frustrate you lot with that poll.

There is no 'right' answer; indeed, I suspect that that very lack is part of the point.

That was the hardest question taken from the fluid intelligence part of the most commonly used adult intelligence test. Which my mom (a school psych) noted does not necessarily mean it's the _best_ intelligence test, of course, but is a question she uses to help explain fluid reasoning when in meetings about kids she's working with.

The speed and confidence parts were added by me. And perhaps I should not have, as that may have encouraged the belief in a 'right' answer.

Clearly I should have been more clear about there not being a 'right' answer. *wry*