moiread: (hugz • sarah s.)
• I got food poisoning last week. It was brutal. I threw up so much I got hemorrhage around my eyes and cheeks and pulled several muscles. I'm still not all better but I'm getting there!

• I'm finding ways to get additional sessions, kids, and funding for the program I work in, which is good for the kids and good for my wallet. Making $360 a month from that job instead of $100 is good, especially since ODSP takes half. I will probably also pick up private tutoring work, because (so far, at least) I can't find anything else locally that meets my needs/restrictions. Also ODSP has started reimbursing me for the cost of some more of my medical supplies plus the cost of taxis to appointments, which is another $300 a month, roughly, so I should be okay. (The summers are always the hardest because I have no extra income.)

• I started a new treatment for my feet. It involves SCIENCE! Basically they blast my plantar fascia with short bursts of a sonic shockwave, and these repeated microtraumas both break up scar tissue and force my blood to heal the area. I tend to look at non-standard physio treatments that have had inconclusive clinical results with a very jaundiced eye, but at this point I'd tried everything else anybody could suggest (apart from cortisone injections, which have a 50-50 chance of either improving the problem or making it worse, so no thank you to that) so I figured, what the hell. My parents were willing to pay for it, since nobody would cover it, and actually it seems to be helping. I started the treatment on my worst foot only so that I could observe the results objectively by comparing the two, and after three treatments, my worse foot is now usually on par with my less-worse foot and sometimes better. If this continues, I'll add do another run of it but on both feet. I'm not convinced that this treatment will make anything all better, or how long the effect will last, but I figure that even a small improvement is worth it. If I choose to escalate further after the shockwave treatment, the next steps are blood doping (cool!) and surgery (less cool!).

• I am now sleeping with a dorsiflexion boot, a CPAP machine, a bite guard, and sometimes wrist braces. I feel like I'm slowly turning into Darth Vader with boobs.

• We're going on a family camping trip this weekend. I leave Thursday. It was originally supposed to be for my birthday, but it got co-opted by my mom, re-worked to suit her fancy, and then postponed because of her work schedule, so at this point I'm expecting it to be less of a birthday gift to me and more of a complete shitshow starring my crazy parents who hate each other. But I have books, good hiking boots, a solid sense of direction, and feet that are doing a bit better, so I am totally not above fucking off by myself during the day. We'll see how it goes.

• Unlike the complete birthday fail above, [livejournal.com profile] timprov sent me a framed print of "Tulips and Snow Peas" because it is my favourite and he is wonderful. He picked this rich royal purple for the mat and it looks so, so gorgeous, seriously. I am going to take a picture and post it once I have a chance to get it up above my dining table where it unquestionably belongs. :D :D

BERFDAY.

Aug. 21st, 2012 11:09 am
moiread: (LOST GIRL • love you best.)
People have been asking what to get me for my birthday, which is on the 29th. As usual, I keep forgetting that my birthday is even coming up anytime soon, so now it's eight days away and I haven't given those people a list yet. Sorry! Better late than never?

For the people who specifically asked, here are suggestions. )

For most everybody else: What you can do for me for my birthday is to go take some time for yourself. Take a day off, or even just a few hours -- whatever you can manage. Do something nice for yourself. Recharge a little. Do something you enjoy, alone or with people you also enjoy. Carve out some time for a thing that will make you happy. And then come tell me about it. ♥

Stuff.

Jun. 2nd, 2012 12:07 pm
moiread: (CRIMINAL MINDS • newspaper.)
• Yesterday my LJ had 43 views. Today it's had 473 and it's still only noon. I blame [livejournal.com profile] elisem! Only three abusive comments on that post so far, though, all of which I deleted immediately. I knew some trolls might come out when people started passing it around but such a low number is really nice! Probably my dinky journal is just not worth people's time. Heh.

• Last night I ordered in a mountain of sushi because I was ragingly hungry and my finger mysteriously wouldn't stop clicking things. I am still eating from that mountain of sushi today. This is so awesome.

• One of my co-op students from last year learned some ASL from me while she was there and went on to take an ASL class at the local college this past semester. She knows I haven't been well enough to take a class myself (which is why I have limited myself to only learning vocabulary and am avoiding dealing with grammar so as not to learn bad habits) so she brought me her textbook from the level 1 class as a gift! It comes with an instructional DVD and everything! I've been working through it and am super ridiculously excited. I think her hope is that, if I can handle the level 1 textbook just fine and my health improves a bit, I'll be able to take the level 2 class with her this fall. I don't think that will happen but it warms my heart that she would want to take a class with me.

Nikko Hurtado does awesome tattoos. Also I have found a tattoo artist for my sleeves once the artwork is ready and I've put the money together. (These two things are related only by being about tattoos; I could never afford Nikko and anyway his style is all wrong for what I want.)

JC Penney responds to the One Million Moms boycott by producing a Happy Two-Dad Family ad.

The Dark Chocolate Batman. I heart geek kids. That made me think of my eldest niecelet, whose war cry when wading into roughhousing with her siblings is, "FOR HYRULE!"

• My school put in wifi. On the one hand, this solves the problem of my smartphone not getting any data signal in 3/4 of the building, and I'm a geek who likes tech upgrades, so it's kind of cool. On the other, my school is full of kids whose families can't afford food or weather-appropriate clothing, let alone school supplies, so even if the wifi network only cost a few hundred to set up, I am really angry at the complete lack of priorities that allowed that few hundred dollars to go towards wifi instead of, say, bolstering the breakfast and lunch programs. Really, really angry. The fact that I am not ranting about it is simply due to the fact that it's been two weeks since it got announced and I've had time to come to terms with knowing I can't do anything about it.

• Also, after ten years, we are getting a new principal. They're moving ours to an inner-city school and giving us the principal of a well-off suburban school. I don't know where our new principal was before that, so for all I know working in a nice Kanata school was a total trip for him too, but still. I am wary. And I will miss our current principal, who was so very tremendously excellent, not only within himself but specifically in what he did for our school.

• Last year, my job was three days a week. This year, it got cut down to two. Next year, it will get cut down to one. This is despite maintaining our participation numbers. Why is it always the kids who need the most help who suffer the greatest when budget cuts come around? I may have to quit in order to look for something else, which would mean the kids don't even get their one day a week homework/classwork support sessions. It's a really difficult decision for me, but I have until sometime in September to decide. I don't know what else I would do that would be as flexible, as rewarding, or as indulgent of the fact that I have tons of experience but no degrees. I guess I'll look at job-hunting when the time comes if it's needed.

• A cartoonist I adore, Spike Trotman, has created a book called "Poorcraft". It is about living well on less money, and it is really fantastic. It just came out and already she has reports that it's being included in "starting over" kits at some women's shelters. A physical copy is $10 and PDF copies are half that.

• One of my recent treatment thingos is working out very poorly for me and giving me daily pain. This sucks, obviously, and is making my life more difficult than it already is and certainly more difficult than it needs to be.

• My old air conditioner was a monstrous standing unit that took up a lot of floorspace and caused $200 electricity bills, but it did do one cool thing (oh so punny!), which was that it drained water into a tank that I could empty into my garden. Unfortunately the new tiny energy-efficient window A/C I bought and installed this past week does not; it uses some newfangled evaporator ring instead. I have tasked my engineer brother, whose day job is building complex water parks, to build me a hose that can clamp onto my kitchen faucet and be unspooled out to water my garden, because refilling my monstrous watering can in the bathtub and then hauling it out to the yard five or six times at a go is really annoying. I demand better tools!

• Related: my garden is full of growing things and it makes me really happy. The ivy I planted last year is actually grown enough now that I can drape it up the fence! In a few years, it should be a great privacy screen between me and the parking lot. Other things I will plant this year to see how well they compete: sweet peas, clematis, and morning glories. In a perfect world, all four would take and my fences would be gorgeous.

• I have been slowly acquiring the better part of a new wardrobe. (The clothing part, not the furniture part.) It's kind of cool to own stuff other than baggy jeans and t-shirts, to have stuff that actually fits me properly because it was made to my measurements. I've never really thought that would be a thing I could have, and it's done a lot of good for my self-image. Yay!

• I probably can't afford to go to Chicago this summer. Not unless someone else going to CapeCon can give me free crashspace. But I am definitely going to Farthing Party in Montreal and my brother is considering dropping in for a day or two, which would be AWESOME. Fingers crossed.
moiread: (BATTLESTAR GALACTICA • cards & cigars.)
I've been quiet on here, I know. I just don't have much to say. But even though it's gonna be boring, I guarantee you that, I'll try:

Cut for bullet points. )

The List.

Jul. 21st, 2010 04:41 pm
moiread: (WORK • post-it notes.)
• Put away laundry.
• Sort through bags of clothes; give remainder to mom to Freecycle.
• Acquire hand towel holder for bathroom.
• Acquire 2 more bath sheets.
• Buy dye, and dye beige bath sheet. (Pick a colour!)
• Acquire white IKEA Expedit entertainment center.
• Acquire some more Expedit storage bins, number TBD.
• Get living room squared away -- things stored in Expedit, lamps moved into place, etc.
• Look into wall-mount lights for next to bed. (Style? Price?)
• Get measurements of ideal gaming table and figure out extension for my dining table.
• Buy cute storage jars (3?) for odds and ends in bathroom.
• Go to fabric store and look at fabrics for decorative side of shower curtain.
• Once living room is squared away, take measurements for custom-fit side tables and give to dad.
• Get cleaning supplies and set up cleaning bin in front hall closet.
• Take measurements for 3 storage shelves in front hall closet, give to dad.
• Clean off desk and plan organization solutions.
• Find wall-mount brackets for white board and put that up.
• Buy more dice for gaming.
• Look into small used whiteboard and TV trays for gaming.
• Take measurements of window sill for wood shelf/extension for plants, give to dad.

Deadline: August 15th.
moiread: (dude • stock.)
• Have you tried holistic options?
• Maybe you're just stressed!
• WOW. If I were you, I don't know what I would do. I might just kill myself.
• Have they found whatever's causing the problem?
• If you'd just sleep normal hours and exercise more, you'd feel better.
• Be grateful you're alive. God has a reason for everything!
• Talking to you is depressing. Couldn't you try a more positive attitude?
• It can't be that bad. You just focus on it too much! Try volunteering. Sometimes, if you focus more on other people...
• Well, I just assumed you couldn't do it.
• Well, I just assumed you could do it.
• Have you tried [insert homeopathic remedy here]? I read about it in a magazine!
• But you're on all these medications. How are you still broken? Aren't they supposed to fix it?
• You're overmedicated. It's the pharmaceutical industry fucking with your head!
• But you always seem so articulate and with it when we talk. It can't be that bad.
• But you look fine.
• I don't know why you complain so much. There are people way worse off than you.
• Wow. It must suck to be you.
• I wish I could sit around watching movies and just relaxing all day like you do.
• But you have so much potential, and it's all going to waste...
• I bet you can do more than you think you can! You just need more confidence!
• You're just not used to [exercise/responsibilities/getting things accomplished]. If you do it more, you'll adjust!
• I've told you this three times over the last month. Why can't you remember?
• I think sometimes you maybe exaggerate a little.
• You're always [cancelling plans/ducking out of conversations/hiding in your room]. It's like you're avoiding me!
• You should talk to your doctor about that.

I'm sure I can come up with more before the end of the day.

EDIT: HA. HA. HA. One of the other staff members JUST came in and asked me how I was doing today. I smiled, blithely said I was managing, and how is he? And he said, "Managing? Why?" "Well, I have some chronic health problems, and it's a rough day. But it'll be fine. How are you?" "But you'll be okay in a few days, right?" "Sure. So what can I do for you?" "No, no. Positive attitude! It WILL be okay in a few days!" ".............Do you need something? I was just on my way out." I wasn't on my way out before, but I am now!
moiread: (hearts! • stock.)
I present to you the other child currently in the house:

Gryphon likes to shove this stick in the holes in his dresser. It takes him ages to get it in there, and it requires a lot of moving around and angling and concentrating on his part, but then he does get it and will do nothing but thrust it in and out for ages, giggling. While on one level I can totally see how this is the development of his spatial awareness and problem-solving skills in action, on another level I can't help but think, "God, you are such a BOY!"

Gryphon found a can of Coke in the kitchen recycling box and it still had a few drops of Coke in it. He thought this was AWESOME.

I made Mr Noodles for lunch at Amy's request and before Gryphon could even finish stuffing more than a handful into his face, he conked out. Right in his high chair. Covered in noodles. Still wearing his dinosaur pyjamas. Does it not just make your ovaries EXPLODE?
moiread: (cat  • sleeping.)
I am now, officially, home. I have not unpacked; I really don't care right now, so I am leaving it for tomorrow. Kevin got out of bed to (very generously indeed) make me burgers, which I ate in a post-travel daze, and then I went into my room and stripped off most of my clothes and hugged my air conditioner for a long, long time. It has been that sort of day.

I have several posts I want to make, but first we'll handle the bits I wrote in my paper journal on the flights here:

Bullet points: Music, clouds, arthritis, airport drama, caffeine, chocolate, and fake people played by real actors in movies I saw on the plane. )

Now I'm going to bed. Tomorrow: One post about my experience of Fourth Street as a con, and then probably a second f-locked post talking about the personal hurdles I had to struggle with. Because this space is, as ever, very much my place for therapy-related self-analysis.
moiread: (sea creatures • jenny l.)
• It has been raining all day long. Do you know how wonderful rainy days are when you're a person who likes rain and you have SKYLIGHTS?

• Inflicting the Twilight movie on people is fun. It means I get to hear them froth and beg for it to stop and then actually start beating their heads against things. (I got to hear the thuds!) I couldn't sit through the whole thing again -- I had to get up and go do something productive or I'd go nuts -- but I made my friends sit through it all even without me. It was great.

• Yesterday's migraine is GONE!

• Wearing my plastic glasses frames again after almost a year of the new metal ones is really fucking weird. I feel like there's something on my face but I don't know what! (Yes, these are my old prescription but on migraine days and day-after-migraine days, we wear the weaker prescription because it's easier on the eyes.)

• Note to self: Just because you made the world's most delicious cookie dough doesn't mean you should eat it before it's cooked. No, really. No, really. ALRIGHT, SELF, LOOK. YOU HAVE GI ISSUES. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH RAW EGG IS IN THERE? I know that watching Twilight again was hard on you, but self-injury is not the answer!

• Mmmmmm, roooot beeeer.

• I'd forgotten how pretty the Resident Evil movies were. I watched the first one today. Over the next week, I need to watch the other two, along with the two 28 Days movies, and also Dawn of the Dead, Land of the Dead, I Am Legend, Quarantine, and The Mist. Because I have ideas but they need to get put together properly and even if watching other zombie-ish movies of the right type won't help me jiggsaw things into place, at the very least I'll be entertained.

• I am actually starting to get good at L4D. Awesome.

• Last night I got sung to sleep. It was lovely and I missed it a lot.
moiread: (work • post-it notes.)
Vaccuum.
Organize bookshelves.
• Remove top brace from storage shelf to make better use of top row, then organize tabletop gaming supplies.
• Wash mugs and glasses.
• Organize clothes into new storage drawers.
• Make more buttermilk banana bread. (No chocolate chips, by Kevin's request.)
Make more buttermilk berry muffins. (By popular request.)
Make some cheddar-herb-jalapeno scones*.
Catch up on yesterday's shows (Life, Lie to Me, CM).
Watch Marley & Me and Inkheart.
Talk to Rose about ~agentsof.
Make plans to see Watchmen.

* I want to figure out the proportions so I can make them again on Saturday for gaming.
moiread: (work • paperclips.)
Get groceries. $10 under budget! BOOYEAH.
Waste time watching adorable kitten videos on YouTube. Omg.
Decide what I'm doing about HB!Jo.
• Watch Slumdog Millionaire.
EAT FOOD. Because I ate less than one meal yesterday and that was bad.
• Organize laundry.
Update whiteboard. Now it's full of stuff again!
• Tag BB.
Transfer e-books to the tablet.
Dive into "The Graveyard Book", now that I finally have a copy.
moiread: (facepalm! • julia s.)
• I'm going through my pile of old notebooks, tearing out used pages so I can reuse them without cringing, and am coming face to face with how unbearably pretentious and emo I was as a teenager. Oh my god. It's pretty hilarious. I mean, I know pretty much all teenagers are dipshits and I had maybe more reason to be depressed than most, but still. YIKES! :P

(It's also why I recently went back and privated all the entries in this journal prior to January 1st, 2006, by the way. Seven years of emo, safely removed from embarassing scrutiny! Thank God.)

• Today was Dermatologist Day. The verdict was that I probably don't have cancer again yet. There are two bits that they could do surgery on to remove and then biopsy if we want to be really paranoid, but since the Doc isn't particularly worried about them, it's my choice. I made the surgery appointment for practical reasons (the waiting lists are insane, and it's easier to make one but cancel it than it is to get a spot at the last minute) but I'm thinking let's not. If they grow or change by next check-up, then okay, but otherwise I'd prefer to avoid invasive surgeries.

• I spent part of my afternoon editing, resizing, and organizing all the photos I took of the new apartment -- one set before moving in, one set towards the end. I may wind up using a mix, and I'll wait until tomorrow to post them so that I can grab a few more tomorrow morning in the good light. It took going through them all to realize that I missed some important perspective shots; knowing what's on my sidetable is better when you know that it actually is my sidetable you're looking at and where in the room it is. ;)

GOP Rep: We Might Need A Taliban-Like "Insurgency". This is me golf-clapping.

• Thanks to Lyssa's "Cover Mania" mix, I've discovered Marilyn Manson's version of You Spin Me Right Round. It is my new favourite thing!

• Tomorrow is laundry day. Literally every piece of clothing I own and every household cloth is being hauled in massive Rubbermaid rough-totes to my parents', where it's all getting washed and folded and organized. It will be epic, to say the least. TWO WHOLE DAYS OF LAUNDRY. Craziness.

• I want houseplants. I grew up building and tending my own vegetable garden, and for years now I have been desperately missing the presence of green growing things in my space. There used to be a massage clinic in the lower part of this building, next to the hair dresser and porn store, but it recently closed and they left big plant urns behind in a corner of the parking lot. I'm thinking I should steal them and use them. I think we have enough light in here, and I can always buy a lamp if it doesn't seem to be enough. Suggestions for what to grow?
moiread: (amused • ewan m.)
• I hate summer. I can't wait for it to be over. Every year that I spend another summer here just makes me that much more determined to move to Vancouver as soon as I'm done college.

• I do not personally understand great big weddings. I was watching froufy design shows again and they did an ad for a whole other cadre of shows all revolving around weddings. I made such disgruntled faces, you would not believe. In the event that I should ever get married -- which I find highly unlikely to begin with -- then it's going to be small and simple and anyone who tries to make it complicated will be shot on sight. I'm remembering all the various weddings I've attended (both as a guest and as a member of the bridal party) and all that rigamarole seems ridiculous to me. Power to you if it's your thing, but I know it would not make me very happy.

• I bit one of my nails down too far. It really hurts now, and I have spent rather a lot of time swearing at myself today as I accidentally bump it into things.

• I went hunting for glasses today and found some great pairs. Much more fruitful than last month's search, so I'm glad I waited. I went plastic a few years ago and have continued with it through subsequent pairs, but man oh man, there was this one pair of wireframes that just fuckin' rocked. They were hot pink Italian things, super modern, with the arms attached in such a way as to look almost like the hinges are gears. Then, on top of the fact that they are (as mentioned) HOT PINK, they also have a fat teal stripe running right across the top. I was totally taken aback when I first put them on, but that wore off after about ten seconds and then I loved them completely. Put them on hold along with a second pair (also pink but deliberately very metallic, with super-wide arms featuring cut-outs of flowers and etchings of more flowers across the front frame itself) until Thursday, when I'm going to head back and take a look at the new stock the owner said he's getting in. Then I'll decide and purchase. I LOVE getting new glasses, man!

• I also love that I have developed more positive body image and self-esteem. It's ironic that it happened AFTER I put on all this weight, because I used to be a knockout at 120lbs (mostly boob, as ever) with golden-blonde hair down past my waist, but that's how life goes. You live, you learn, you grow. I'd rather be this weight and like myself than that weight and hate myself. (This Public Service Announcement brought to you by a particular moment in which the sales rep was adjusting those pink/teal Italians on me and commented, somewhat nervously, that they are not subtle glasses, that not everyone is comfortable looking different, and that I should be prepared for people to notice and comment on them. I just smiled placidly. I used to have fuschia hair, honey; I can handle 'different' and 'noticed'. And good lord does that feel great.)

• I have this inexplicable urge to paint my toenails, and I patently hate nailpolish. I think it's just all these plans for making physical changes that's doing it. That makes sense. The toenails, however, are staying unpainted.

• We have a couch now. Two, in fact. One of them is actually in the kitchen, in the nook whose previous role had simply been to house random crap. I was unhappy with the idea at first -- having couches in your kitchen is a highly unusual arrangement indeed, and fairly counterintuitive -- but upon flopping there to converse during the making of dinner earlier tonight, I have completely changed my mind. Couches in the kitchen are AWESOME, and everybody should have one.

• My room wants re-arranging, only I do not particularly wish to comply. We'll see who wins that battle.

• Julie ([livejournal.com profile] riddled) made a photo post for her gorgeous new Victorian lace-up calf boots and now I want a pair. DAMMIT. Being poor sucks.

• Speaking of things that sucked, so did Hellboy 2. If you want to know why I thought so, you can ask.

Time to go curl up in bed with a (better) movie for the next several hours. :)

Today, I:

Jul. 12th, 2008 08:14 pm
moiread: (smiles and warmth • liv t.)
• Was surprised with french toast and bacon for breakfast, left secretly in my room for me to find when I came out of the shower.

• Was crammed into one tiny car with too many other crazy gamer people. More than once. There were shenanigans, as usual, and I got goofily groped several times, also as usual. The appropriate hilarity and beatdowns ensued. I love my friends.

• Tried out D&D 4th Edition and played a Rogue. I have never played a Rogue before (surprising, seeing as I've been tabletop gaming for a good ten years now) but, as it turns out, I'm actually really looking forward to playing this exiled, backstabbing elfgirl with a knife fetish. Go figure.

• Was bad and had Wendy's. But I was stranded in Kanata with nothing else anywhere nearby, so what else was I to do? It took a decent drive just to find that restaurant, let alone anyplace else. But still, I feel bad for the fast food in me now. It wasn't even very tasty. :(

• Resolved to do another round of the hardcore liquid dieting. It works really well if you take long breaks between stints and maintain the weight loss in-between, which is what I've been doing. I'm looking forward to dropping another 20 pounds next month, assuming it works as well as it did last time. SCREW YOU, CRAZY HORMONE TREATMENTS. I will yet vanquish the weight gain you left behind!

• Got snuggled, though admittedly not as much as usual. We were at Jeremy ([livejournal.com profile] cosmiccat) and Danielle's ([livejournal.com profile] tanela) new house for the first time, and their couch configuration is just not as conducive as Andrew and Emily's ([livejournal.com profile] jerril).

• Wore Samhain. It's not a summer perfume at all, really, seeing as on me it's a whole lot of mulled apple cider and spiced pumpkin, but it's my snuggly comfort scent and I felt like having it around. It fades from wrists and neck after a few hours, typically, but put some between the boobs and that will last all day. Even now, walking home from the bus stop, I just kept getting these wafts of spiced apple and it was so, so delicious. I should really buy a scent locket one of these days, when I actually have some money to spare for frivolities.

• Discovered that I really need to go buy new clothes for my birthday. I want to change things up, and that means new stuff in the wardrobe.

• Decided that I will probably stick with red instead of going back to the mulberry/pink when it comes to my hair. I would really LOVE to go wild again, but highlights or other complicated dye bits are too much for me to do by myself and I don't have anyone else currently willing/able to do it for me. On the other hand, straight-up red out of the box is a real cinch, so I think it probably wins just out of sheer convenience.

• Decided that I am finally -- for sure! -- going to change my username and settled on what it will be. This damn thing is almost nine years old and I am so sick of being named after a character from a bad fantasy novel that I read at age 13 (and promptly never cared about again after the following year, oy).

All in all, I had a really, really good time today and came home feeling very happy. I think I'll vegetate in front of the A/C for awhile and then throw together some cookies or something. Kevin's making steak stir-fry for dinner, since those stir-fry specific veggies I picked up really need to get used, and I would like a tasty dessert afterwards.

EDIT: ARGH. God dammit, I'm having nerve issues again all of a sudden. The ulnar nerves of both hards are freaking out -- insanely intense pins and needles -- and the left median nerve is doing it too. I haven't been at a computer ALL DAY, and I have no idea why they're acting up.

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