phrases

Jan. 30th, 2011 10:37 am
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I have an admitted soft spot for the phrases "What could possibly go wrong?" "This will end in tears." and "Well, THERE's your problem..."

beginnings

Jan. 1st, 2011 10:25 am
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Last New Year, in his pensive turn-of-the-year post, [livejournal.com profile] hbergeronx wrote, "And this year's shaping up to be the unbearably difficult year that last year was looking like it was going to be."

And he read the signs correctly, it turns out, and it was.

Though not in the ways we could have predicted.

But now that year is over. The best we can ever do is to let what we've lost live always in our hearts, appreciate what we have kept and what we have gained, and begin again as we mean to go on.

awake

Dec. 27th, 2010 02:23 am
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It would be very nice to be able to sleep.

Huhwhat?

Dec. 17th, 2010 11:40 am
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I'm going into the hospital next Tuesday for a minor operation. This morning, I got my pre-surgery blood tests done. Just the standard things -- blood count, type-and-screen, one last pregnancy test because they never believe you when you say you're not.

Just got results back, and my blood type is not what I've always been told it is. I've always been A+ and this test says O+. I've had other surgeries and been typed before. In school, I volunteered for a friend who was doing a report on blood typing. I even still have the little bracelet from when I was born, with "A+" on it. I'm pretty sure that doesn't mean "good job."

I've never had a transfusion, I've never had a transplant. In researching, I'm discovering that "an individual's blood type does not normally change. But interpretations of results using more sophisticated reagents or techniques may lead to an apparent change."

It's not as though the difference matters. If I need a transfusion I'd be getting O, and that's fine if I'm O or if I'm A. Still, I'm a little (a lot) weirded out.

Can I request a recount? I'm going to call the lab and try.

Update: The lab technician still has my tube, ran it again, and says all is in order. But that they'll do another screening when I get there for my surgery, just to doublecheck.

Weird.

travel

Nov. 30th, 2010 11:22 pm
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Air travel this past weekend was surprisingly painless. We got to the airport three hours early for our departure, only to discover that the check-in counter and the security line weren't open yet. So, the joke was on us, but at least we were in the front of the queue. I've been at the same airport on days when I was three hours early and still barely made it onto my flight.

I got picked for the scanner line, but they weren't patting or scanning everyone who went through. It was like it always has been -- most people go straight through the metal detector and aren't bothered unless they beep, a few people are 'randomly' singled out. I seem to get singled out a lot. I used to think I was suspicious-looking because I was a woman traveling alone a lot of the time, but I got sent through the scanner this time even though I was obviously with a partner. I don't know, maybe I'm just suspicious-looking. They do say that it's the quiet ones you've got to watch...

I got scanned, Matt didn't beep, and we went on our way. Flying back yesterday, the airport was quiet and neither of us got a second glance. We walked through the metal detector and were waved on, as always.

The trip itself was really nice. I got lots of quality time with my dad, I got to hang out with my brother and meet his girlfriend, and I got to meet Matt's new niece. I guess I'm an aunt now, which is strange. When you're an only child till you're 14, you think of yourself as an only child, and it wasn't until Matt's whole family were calling us aunt and uncle that it really clicked that she's effectively my niece as well as his. I mean, obviously, but it was the first time I'd ever been "Aunt Lapis." I kind of liked the way it sounded.

Going back to the area where I lived my formative years definitely feels like coming home. That's a little strange, too. But, again, I kind of liked it.

We got to see a few good friends. Different friends than I'd seen last time I was back, which is probably a good thing, taking turns and all that, but it really wasn't planned that way. It was a function of who was around and free, and where, and when, and just some happy accidents of timing. Still, very good, even though there were a few who were definitely missed. On sunday, we went to a meetup of my colleagues/clients and their extended local circle. About 25 people showed up, many there to meet me. That was kind of a neat feeling. Like when people show up to your birthday party and you know they're there to hang out with each other and eat cake, but you also know they're all there for you. I haven't felt that in a very long time, and I thought it would make me uncomfortable -- I usually try to deflect attention I can't control, rather than attract it -- but it was fun. It was a good time. It was extremely flattering.

Most of the trip belonged to family, though. I was marveling to myself that we hadn't really had a spare moment for anything -- not sightseeing, or driving around without a distinct purpose, or even hanging out around the house and doing leisurely things -- the entire trip. But the lack of downtime was probably good for me. I felt less stressed and anxious than I've been in a long time. Maybe that was due to the schedule, or maybe it was just good to be around friends and family for a while.

rings

Nov. 19th, 2010 12:24 pm
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Source: tsa.gov

"Hidden items such as body piercings may result in your being directed to additional screening for a pat-down inspection. If selected for additional screening, you may ask to remove your body piercing in private as an alternative to the pat-down search."
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I'd forgotten how much I enjoy late-night semi-coherent phone calls.

Cool. :)
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...is brought to you by CatalogLiving (http://catalogliving.tumblr.com/).

A tongue-in-cheek look at how unrealistic those rooms that you see in catalogs really are.

Low impact, cute, and because it only started a month ago, thumbing all the way through the backlog won't suck away your whole day.
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I've been working since 6 this morning, because I promised I'd have character descriptions and other helpful details cut-and-pasted to a cover artist by 10 and I didn't know how long it would take me to search through the file. (About three hours, it turns out.)

That means that, at nearly 1:00, I've worked seven hours so far. Add an hour for lunch (I just ate leftovers at my desk and kept going) and that's a typical 8 hour workday. That means I could just stop now!

Except that I have about six hours left to put in today.

At least I can work in my PJs. Right now I'm wearing a long-sleeved white t-shirt, and flannel shorts with mooses and pine trees on them. I'm also running the washer, and I have a cat asleep on my foot -- multitasking I could never manage in an office.

I'm working on some pretty excellent stuff, though. And it feels good to be back in the zone.

drained

Jun. 28th, 2010 03:53 am
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We're home from sorting out my mom's affairs. I'm completely drained and don't have much to say. Or, I have a lot to say and I'm not sure I have the energy to say it. Still here, though. And I guess that's something.
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as if today hasn't been a giant crushing case of the nerves already, I read this on twitter, from the editor to whom I submitted a short story a little while back:

finally done reading hundreds of short stories: now I make the tough decisions on [anthology title]. very difficult this year.

down to 51 finalists for a book that can only hold 20 authors, max. amazed: lots of famous names. but: too much talent. another late night.

My story rocks and I know it. It bucks stereotype and bucks it hard, so it may be too wild for the target audience, but I'm confident that if it doesn't sell here, it'll still sell.

Still, I'd like it to sell here. This is somewhere big.
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...are why I find Judaism endearing:

...why is the mourner's Kaddish recited for a parent for only 11 months, when the mourning period is 12 months? According to Jewish tradition, the soul must spend some time purifying itself before it can enter the World to Come. The maximum time required for purification is 12 months, for the most evil person. To recite Kaddish for 12 months would imply that the parent was the type who needed 12 months of purification! To avoid this implication, the Sages decreed that a son should recite Kaddish for only eleven months.

mom

May. 11th, 2010 05:56 pm
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my mom passed away this weekend.

she went gently, due to natural causes -- complications related to known ailments. she was not that old. her health is never good, but still, it was a shock. she's managed to deal with constant pain and unwell for a long time.

we had our bonding moment and our closure when i was here in february for her (unrelated) surgery, so at least i don't feel like there's anything i didn't get to say. and at least it was very clear that she went easily.

the funeral is thursday.

matt is here in florida with me. his parents are coming down. my dad said he'd come if i need him. i'm waiting for him to call so we can talk it out.

i'm numb, focusing on the tasks at hand, except for brief diversions into uncontrolled tears. usually when i tell someone new.

like now.

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me: the ideas are the hard part. i can't get my own ideas, some opportunity has to seed them. the curse of collaborative roleplay, maybe?
[livejournal.com profile] xannish: There is no magical idea bucket.
me: there is!
[livejournal.com profile] xannish: I haven't found it. :(
me: I saw it on LOLcats!
me: The walrus always wants it.
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"What these guys have failed to understand about rejection is that it isn’t personal. If you’re a writer, you’re more or less constitutionally incapable of understanding that last sentence, if you think there’s any chance that it applies to you and your book; so please just imagine that I’m talking about rejections that happen to all those other writers who aren’t you."

"Most days, the slush will divide up into books you reject immediately, and books you feel guilty about rejecting immediately, so you read further in them, and perhaps assign them to an intern to read, and then you reject them."

"I frequently see denunciations from writers who say an editor can’t possibly judge their novel from three chapters and an outline. Sure we can, even if the chapters are short and the first one’s atypical. In many cases, three pages are enough. You don’t have to drink the entire carton of milk in order to tell that it’s gone bad."

TNH, http://nielsenhayden.com/makinglight/archives/004641.html

whew.

Apr. 21st, 2010 07:56 am
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Even though Deepwater Horizon isn't [livejournal.com profile] nukewolf's rig, I'm still really glad he's on land right now.
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...the day before international travel is not the time to move the passport from "that place where it's rested safely for the past eight months" to "a really good place where I'll be sure to see it."

And with that, I'm off to Canada for the weekend. Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Fragrants

Apr. 7th, 2010 09:24 am
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I have a hard time distinguishing between the scents of lavender and rosemary. I like them both, so it's not a big deal, but I find it interesting. My resident chemist says that they're very similar, and he isn't surprised. But still, he can tell one from the other. I have a hard time of it without context.
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“We read five words on the first page of a really good novel and we begin to forget that we are reading printed words on a page; we being to see images—a dog hunting through garbage cans, a plan circling above Alaskan mountains, an old lady furtively licking her napkin at a party. We slip into a dream, forgetting the room we’re sitting in, forgetting it’s lunchtime or time to go to work. We recreate, with minor and for the most part unimportant changes, the vivid and continuous dream the writer worked out in his mind (revising and revising until he got it right) and captured in language so that other human beings, whenever they feel like it, may open his book and dream that dream again. If the dream is to be vivid the writer’s ‘language signals’—his words, rhythms, metaphors, and so on—must be sharp and sufficient: if they’re vague, careless, blurry, or if there aren’t enough of them to let us see clearly what is being presented, then the dream as we dream it will be cloudy, confusing, ultimately annoying and boring. And if the dream is to be continuous, we must not be roughly jerked from the dream back to the words on the page by language that’s distracting. Thus, for example, if the writer makes some grammatical mistake, the reader stops thinking about the old lady at the party and looks, instead, at the words on the page, seeing if the sentence really is, as it seems, ungrammatical. If it is, the reader thinks about the writer, or possibly about the editor—’How come they let him get away with a thing like that?’—not about the lady whose story has been interrupted.” John Gardner

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