"As Time Goes By". Young Judi Dench. I love this show.

So....three days later (including several nagging phone calls from yours truly), I finally get a phone call from the mechanic.

At 5:15.

"Ok, come get your car."

Great! Only..I had no way to get there, and he was apparently unable to drive the few miles up the road to get me. Maybe it's just me being high maintenance, but ya know - three days to do a one hour repair? I think a ride wouldn't have been out of line.

Ended up begging the folks that live next door to the nursery for a ride (oy).

Car repair?
Nearly $300.
Because apparently I needed a battery.
Which I seriously doubt, to be honest.

But! Here's how it plays out.

"So! You really did a number on your car."

"Really."

"How many times did you jump it?"

"Just once."

"...Oh."

"Yup."

"Well, you did it wrong."

(Do I really need to explain how FRIGGIN' OBVIOUS it would be had we done the jump incorrectly?)

"I don't believe so. I did jump someone else's car while I was in Philly 2 weeks ago or so.."

"THERE ya go! You did it wrong. Jumping a car is really bad for a battery."

(Uh-huh. Because had we done that wrong, it would absolutely have taken THIS FRIGGIN' LONG for the effect to be felt. And after several attempts to google this question, I have yet to see evidence that jump starting a car is bad for one's battery.)

The battery was about 3 years old, so another quick google search tells me that it's not necessarily a horrible thing to have a new one.

Still.
I am angry at the attitude, angry at the added cost, and I don't see me going back to this mechanic unless I have no other choice. As I already have two other mechanics to call, I hope that will not be the case.

Current Mood: annoyed

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Words: 4,937.
Total words: 44,959.
Reason for stopping: end of chapter eight finally accomplished.
Music: random shuffle and the book-specific playlist.
Lilly and Alice: on the bed, lazing about at an Olympic level.

Well, after another unplanned hiatus (this time sponsored entirely by the fourth Toby Daye book), a series sale (the Masons are coming to a bookstore near you!), and a name change (welcome to Blackout, formerly known as The Mourning Edition), I've managed to pass two fairly serious, fairly scary milestones.

Milestone #1: Chapter eight is finished, which means that things are about to start getting a lot more hectic and unsettling for my poor protagonists. Also, if this book follows the pattern set by the first one, this means I am close to a quarter of the way through the book. That's a pretty big deal.

Milestone #2: According to the SFWA (Science Fiction Writers of America) Nebula rules, something is a novella right up until it hits 40,000 words and becomes a novel. By that definition, Blackout has ticked fully over into "novel" territory. Oh, it's a really short novel at the moment, and it doesn't actually have a complete plot...but it's a novel, not a novella, and it's just gaining steam from here. This is a book that's going places. Dark, scary, unsettling places. Luckily, the book has a chainsaw.

I am so excited, I can't even say.

Current Mood: ecstatic

I'm 19 today bleh. I didn't do anything special today so I didn't feel the need to dress up. However, my best friend took me to Mitsuwa on Wednesday to celebrate early.

Current Mood: tired

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The Comic-Con programming schedule for Saturday, July 25 is up. Here's what I might be going for.

10:00-11:00 Chuck Screening and Q&A— Chuck returns to Comic-Con! executive producers and co-creators Josh Schwartz (Gossip Girl) and Chris Fedak are joined by series stars Zachary Levi (upcoming Alvin and the Chipmunks ), Yvonne Strahovski (upcoming I Love You Too), Joshua Gomez (Without a Trace), Ryan McPartlin (Super Capers), Mark Christopher Lawrence ( The Pursuit of Happyness ), Vik Sahay ( This Is Wonderland ) , Scott Krinsky ( The O.C. ), Sarah Lancaster ( Everwood ) , and Adam Baldwin (Serenity) for a Q&A to discuss season three and screen an exclusive retrospective highlight reel. Plus, don't miss a special surprise from some of your favorite characters! Produced by College Hill Pictures, Wonderland Sound and Vision in association with Warner Bros. Television, Chuck airs Mondays at 8:00 PM ET/PT on NBC. Ballroom 20

2:45-3:45 V Pilot Screening and Q&A— Already one of the most talked-about new series of the upcoming television season, catch a special screening of the pilot episode of V, a re-imagining of the groundbreaking miniseries, followed by a Q&A with stars Elizabeth Mitchell (Lost), Morris Chestnut (The Cave), Joel Gretsch (The 4400), Morena Baccarin(Firefly), and Scott Wolf (Go), along with executive producers Scott Peters (The 4400), Jeffrey Bell (Alias), Steve Pearlman (Related) and Jace Hall (Chadam). From HDFilms in association with Warner Bros. Television, V will premiere midseason on the ABC Television Network. Ballroom 20

5:15-6:45 Kevin Smith— Direct from New York City, where he's directing the new Warner Bros. film A Couple of Dicks starring Bruce Willis, Seann William Scott, and Tracy Morgan, Kevin Smith returns to the Hall H stage for his annual report to the masses. And remember: he flew in just for YOU. Hall H

7:15-8:15 Myth Busters Q&A and Sneak Peeks— The series called "the best science program on television" by the New York Times returns for its second year at Comic-Con. Jamie Hyneman and Adam Savage are joined by Tory Belleci and Grant Imahara to discuss their offbeat series that uses science to determine the truth behind urban legends. Adam, Jamie, Grant and Tory will answer questions and share behind-the-scenes stories and showcase world premiere sneak peeks of upcoming myths. MythBusters airs Wednesdays at 9:00 PM E/P on Discovery Channel. Room 6BCF

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Actor Dean Stockwell played the son of a very famous movie couple. Which couple?

Again, no IMDB cheatin'

Con very slow. Two reasons: (1) the economy, so all cons are slow this year. (2) the dealers' room and artist alley is over in the Conference Center, all the panels are over in the hotel, and to get from one to the other requires going up one floor to get to the parking garage, and then going down one floor to get to the skyway to the convention center. Hence people don't hang out in the AA or dealers' room between panels, and don't do impulse shopping.

Also, the AA and dealers' room are in the same space, so they both shut down at 7, so the AA people can't pick up sales and commissions by staying late, after the main programming. I have finally hit the break-even point, but probably won't be making much of a profit here this year. Will reserve judgement as to next year until later.

Had another very nice dinner in the hotel restaurant tonight, and got carrot cake to go. Of course the very nice young man who waited on me didn't pack any UTENSILS with it, so I am resorting to using two coffee stirrers like chopsticks to eat this because I don't want to go downstairs and badger them.

Now I have to get offline and finish a commission I picked up - I normally don't do them at cons, but the sales were so slow I threw up a commissions sign just to get some extra cash.

Yes, yes, just dump water in...I know.

Except that we currently have some renters, in the form of a pair of nesting pigeons and two babies (about 2 weeks old, Himself guesstimates). Obviously, dumping water in the top won't do because of the baby birdies.

Can we mist the 'rabbit foot' roots?

I'm not expecting the babies to be ready to fly the coop for at least another few weeks, and the fern is suffering from lack of attention already.

The ongoing shenanigans at Pam's House Blend about Fritz and "Bruno" show just how bad this whole "civility" thing is when it's used to try to shut up people talking about, for example, homophobia.

The irony that Fritz -- who compared trans people to Nazis for using the "cis" terminology -- is on the receiving end now is not lost on me.

Seriously, pass the popcorn. PHB is like this madhouse trainwreck of multiple privileges and intersectionality desperately trying to pretend the only problem is a lack of civility from trans people.

Way to go, Pam! Heck of a job, Autumn and Lurleen!

Am reading Caitlin Kittredge's Black London series. IndiJen was right. Rossi, you will totally love this book. A sort of melange of the better parts of John Constantine, done in prose and with a character you can actually sorta sympathize with.

ok, so i put on a dress and shoes and went out with the dog. and halfway to the park we passed this BIG OLD MIRROR (i'd say about 2'x3') that would be just the thing for an artsy project (nothing elaborate, just a kind of frame i want to make for a mirror) that i've had in mind for ages. so i hauled it home (it felt really heavy, not sure it really *was* but it sure felt like it), left it on the front porch, found some peonies and daylilies my mother-in-law had left as a present there too. then took doggums out for actual entire walk. came home again. set out assorted kibbles. ate assorted meds. fielded phone call from mr 50 and dr gonzo makin' fun of me for wimping out on the mission. but now, i keel over; in the morning, i get my ass kicked.

good thee night...

Current Mood: tired

Ladies and Gents, we are less than a week out!

( One last update! )

b&w, same skirt, but some new shoes, socks, bow and a tie!

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Current Mood: chipper

"The Savage Curtain":

The aliens then pit Kirk, Spock, Lincoln, and Surak against Green, Kahless, Zora, and Genghis in a fight to the death.

The indispensable Derek procured us various meats and sauces from Rib & Loin. Gooooood choice. Fall-apart ribs, not over-seasoned, superb sauce with just the right balance of vinegar, very good pulled pork. And leftovers. Happy.

I can't remember if we did this recently, but what the heck, it's summertime -- let's do it again. Where are your favorite barbecue joints? I adore the pulled pork at Zingerman's Roadhouse in Ann Arbor, and the dry ribs at Red Hot & Blue (a small chain mostly in the southeast, but there's still one in Michigan). Whoops, almost forgot Smokey Bones (which I don't like as much as RH&B but which does have good meat, and very good cornbread with pecan butter), Interstate Barbecue in Memphis, and the Barbecue Kitchen, down the street from the GAFilk hotel in Atlanta (near the airport).

Via voz_latina:

For the pool! Muffin and I have a nicoise salad, grapes, kielbasa with mustard, two tiny tomatoes, bread and butter pickles, ginger snaps and crackers. I put cheese in a separate container.

"You fucking freaks of nature. Listen, if *I* have to spank *you*, then it's *me* who gets paid, all right? Christ's radioactive ballsack..."--Warren Ellis

I fucking love this man.

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nd sumtiemz kitteh haz bad idea.

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just follow the fake cut

Sometime a couple weeks ago, the University City District (which is basically an arm of Penn; yes, I know, they get some of their money from Drexel and USP, but who cares?) put up flags saying "Baltimore Avenue" on Baltimore Avenue between 45th and 50th They also put up streetlights, which I am ambivalent about because they make it harder to sleep.

Apparently while I've been gone people got pissed off and took matters into their own hands.

Actually, it's not clear to me whether anybody actually did anything other than put up flyers bitching about if (cf. the bumper stickers from a couple summers ago: "this is west philly, university city is a marketing scheme" and "this is lenapehoking, west philadelphia is colonialism".) can anybody who's actually there tell me?

that was pretty good. otoh, the polls are useless -- none of the people who requested the 11th ended up appearing, so this class was small (two beginners, our two black belts, and me). work on kiai and voice continues to go over well. today i introduced forward rolls, which people were very game about. the attacks were all grabs, which went fine. the techniques were a mixed bag, and i'd written one down wrong on my notes (i wanted cross-hand) but we got that straightened out all right.

now though i am super tired -- i love aikido and i love teaching, but that much sustained concentration is tiring, plus i've acquired a nice set of new bruises (ah, grab attacks ;) and i have both an aikido thang i oughta go to and teaching tomorrow. i really want to ride with scul, though, but so far i've managed to go straight to bed and curl up with the dog, and eat a bit.

note to self: SEND EMAIL to the people who've asked you to let them know about scheduled seminars, duh.

As you know, I'm no fan of the Intelligent Design idiocies and the associated anti-evolutionary thinking. Every child in every classroom infested with those memes is one child fewer that might go on to be a scientist and produce the next great breakthrough in medicine agriculture. To date, not a single meaningful technological advance has been made using intelligent design as the premise. It has been as useful to us as Aristotelian physics.

So I wasn't surprised when Olbermann chose Arizona State Senator Silvia Allen's little comment, while defending a local uranium mine's lax environmental post-processing policies, "The Earth has been here 6,000 years, long before anyone had environmental laws, and somehow it hasn't been done away with."

But I was disgusted when Olbermann proceeded to make fun of the fact that Allen's comment about the age of the Earth came in the context of a discussion about uranium mining. Olbermann asserted, "The way we can know the Earth is billions of years old is because of the decay of uranium. Carbon dating!"

Sigh.

Someone tell Keith that uranium is only a mediocre dating choice because of its uniformity. It's hard to tell how much uranium a sample started with, therefore it's hard to date. Much better choices are rubidium, potassium, and strontium, all of which have multiple decay products that can be measured in ratio to one another to produce accurate results.

As for "carbon dating," carbon is an entirely different element from uranium, and is used for the dating of recently dead things, as it is only accurate out to about 50,000 years, and is only good for dating organics. (Living things have a regular flow of carbon in and out as they eat and breath; it's only after fossilization that carbon transference stops and we can reliably date the organism's age from the decay of carbon left.).

So Keith is an idiot. He should consult with a geek before he goes off, again, with an idiotic rant of that flavor. Apparently, an MSNBC peer, Ed Schultz, made a similar mistake, claiming that the Earth is only a billion years old. It's about 4.5 billion.

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In the beginning I said I wasn't all that impressed with the new DSI, but now I am downright hating it. I've got this annoying habit of accidentally powering it off mid-play. Sometimes it's just the way I'm holding it but more often it's my backwards brain trying to hit the start or select button to get to the menu. I just lost a good deal of progress in The World Ends With You when I inadvertently hit the power button instead of the start button. (Yes, I am slow. I procrastinate like mad even with gaming.)

Was there a problem with the side power button in the Lite? I thought that was a FIX to similar woes of the DS Phat. At this point, I am seriously thinking about selling it and getting my DS Lite replaced. Or getting a used Lite. But having both seems silly. sigh.
Anyone else having this issue?

Okay. It's T minus 17 hours until we take off on this trip. We are leaving Missoula at 10am tomorrow and driving to Superior, then taking some forest service roads 15 miles in to the trail head in the Great Burn Wilderness. From there, we will hike along the south fork of Trout Creek into the Great Burn Wilderness for a mere 2 miles to the 32-acre Heart Lake, with a leisurely elevation gain of 1,200 feet, putting us at a campsite around 5,500 feet above sea level. So while the projected high/low temps are 86/55 respectively, we're expecting it to be about 70/35 at the lake.

By the way, if you are planning hikes in Montana, I highly recommend the book, Hiking Montana. Montana has a lot of big wilderness areas and parks, and you can buy books that concentrate on every single hike in each area if you want, but this one covers the "best of" for all the areas in the state, which is more what I'm looking for. It's very nicely laid out and sorts the hikes by area, by nearness to major towns, by easy-to-hard, by day-to-overnight-to-multiday - you name it and it's cross referenced. In addition to telling you the elevation gain over distance, there's also a visual graph, which is WAY more sensible than me trying to work it out in my head. There's terrific descriptions of the trails and sights, as well as recommended side trips along the way. Kit Recommends.

Once we get there, we plan to set up camp, then FISH! And HIKE MORE if we feel like it! There's another trail that will take you up to a smaller, more remote lake, and then another trail that will take you up to the Bitterroot Divide on the Montana/Idaho border. I definitely want to do that one.

Woooooo Hoo!!!!

I just turned 26! I didn't get to wear loli on my birthday :( but I did dress up for errands today. I decided to try a deco/sweet style. I hope you all approve. Hopefully one day I'll get a plain white shirt/blouse. Just can't find any that fit my particular style yet.

PS-Dave and Busters has AWESOME Triple Layer Chocolate Cake

( WOOT I'm 26 NOW!!! )

Does anyone experience with or thoughts about this product: http://www.ride-on.com/prod_mot.asp?

While you ride, a protective layer of Ride-On TPS - a tire sealant containing fibers six times stronger than steel - evenly coats the inner surface of your tire. If your tire is punctured, the centrifugal force of the rotating tire and the internal air pressure force Ride-On into the hole, sealing it virtually instantly.With Ride-On TPS tire sealant, your tire literally fixes itself! And since it stops slow leaks the moment they start, your tires always stay properly inflated. Your tires last longer, your bike handles better, your fuel economy improves, and you ride more safely.

Not from Joss Whedon about the unaired episode of Dollhouse Season 1, "Epitaph One", which will run at San Diego Comic Con, and will also be available on the DVD:



And a clip from the episode, which is spoilery unless you've seen all of Season 1:

2-Tone lenses are $13.00 a pair.

3-Tone lenses are $15.00 a pair.

Crazy lenses are $18.00 a pair.

Toric lenses are $25.00 a pair.

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“Well, it didn’t start until this morning.  I walked outside with my morning cup of joe, just enjoying the quiet for a bit, and suddenly … well, I guess there’s no other way to put it, really,”  The slightly agitated man shrugged apologetically before finishing, “I … well, I started to fly.”

“Fly?”  Okay, I know I’m the junior man at this branch of the agency, but do I have to get all the nuts?  I mean, it had started out so nice and peaceful today.  No crank calls about terrorists wanting to blow up the library, no dolts calling up to accuse the towns lone Arab shop keeper of secretly being a member of some cult; just a morning conference call from district and a little routine paperwork.  Hell, I even got a mild attaboy from the district head.

“Yeah, fly.  Well, more like float at first … I walked off the porch, but didn’t go down the steps.  I just walked out onto the air, straight out, like it was a deck or something, y’know?  An invisible deck.”

“An invisible deck?”  For God’s sake, I have a Masters degree!  I spent twelve years in the Marines and six on a major police force.  I was actually recruited into the agency, okay?  They recognized my skills and came after me, I didn’t come to them.  Now I’m listening to some fruitcake describe magical architecture?

“Yeah, except – of course – that’s crazy, right?  I mean, there ain’t no such thing as an invisible deck.  What it was, was that I was floating around four feet above the ground.  And I didn’t even notice it at first, swear to God!  I just stood there and admired the quiet, thinking about the game last night and wondering if Boston is every going to come back.”

“Blew it in the forth; I saw that game.”  I was wounded twice in the service and once as a civilian.

“Yeah, they gotta get rid of that center, b-but that’s not the point, either.  The point is that I was floating.  Just standing there, around four feet up, and when I noticed … damn.  I gotta tell you, that was a crazy couple of minutes, y’know?  Coffee goes one way, I start swinging my arms for balance, expecting to fall, the whole world like spins a bit.  And then I stopped fighting it and just stood, kinda bent over, like this.”  He hopped up and assumed a position that no respectable retard would have, kinda bent over, with his butt stuck out and his legs splayed wide.

“Bent over like that?”  O God.

“Yeah, but then I stood up, slowly like.”  He matched action to word and smiled at me, real big.  “I mean, fuck!  I was standing on air.  I was fucking floating!  So I took a step forward, just to see what would happen, and I just … “  He stepped forward, sticking his hands out slightly for balance and slowly slid his trailing leg up.  “Y’know?  I could move in the air … so I was flying, right!?  Not just floating, which is – let’s admit it – kinda useless when all is said and done, but really flying!”

“Really flying,” I echoed, sighing.  I had a lunch date with Julie, the new gal in filing who’s figure also defied gravity, and wanted to be done with this douche as fast as possible.  While he slowly walked around my office, showing me how he maneuvered in his own back yard, I glanced over the report to make sure I had all the information required.  Right then.  “Okay, Mr. Makerson … ”

“That’s Makkerson.”

“Sorry.  Mr. Makkerson, would you please give me a demonstration before you go, so I can complete my report?”

“That’s what I’m doing, pal!  This is exactly what it looked like, all over my back yard.”

“Um … no, Mr. Makkerson.  I’d like you to fly for me.  Or float, if flying is too difficult in these cramped quarters.”

“What?”  He stared at me, frowning.  “You want me to fly?  Just like that?”

“Please.”

“Well, okay.  Uh … ah!  You mind?”  He moved over to my window and opened it.  Before I could say anything, he calmly stepped through the window, ducking to fit, and plummeted from sight.

My office is on the tenth floor of the state building in town.

I waited for a few seconds, just to be fair, and then walked over to the window and looked down.  Yep.  I closed the window and thought it over for a bit, then keyed the intercom and asked my secretary, “Ruth, aren’t you sending someone back to see me?”

“The flying guy, yes; I did send him back, Mr. Franklin.”

“Well, I’m still waiting for him to show up, Ruth.  Please contact security and tell them that we have somebody wandering around.  Or maybe flying around.  Whatever.  Then call Miss. Anderson and ask her what time I should pick her up for lunch.  Thanks, Ruth.”

I was shreading my report when the door opened and Mr. Makkerson ran back in, hands raised and excited saying, “Right, so the flying didn’t go as well as I thought … but you’ll never believe what else I can do!”

Really starting to think it isn't gluten-related. Haven't had any for 3 days. Bought special gluten-free food (which tastes like total crap, by the way), packaged in places where no cross-contamination can happen, and still, every time I eat, guts start hurting about five minutes later. All stabbey like a belly full of forks.

I'm still going to finish out the week, just so I can officially eliminate it. Then I'll try something else.

My mom thinks it's lactose. And I admit, I am sensitive to it. But there is no "I drink milk --> I get sick" absolute correlation. Sometimes when I ingest dairy, I get sick. Not always. Same with most other food. Sometimes when I eat tomatoes, I get sick. Sometimes when I eat pasta, I get sick. Sometimes when I eat greasy food, I get sick. But not always, and it's always unpredictable.

Maybe my guts just hate me.

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Glad to see that's working out so well for you, Pam.

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I love weekends when I can just make things up as I go along. When there are a bunch of things I'd like to do, none of them crucial, and I can tackle them in any order. I just happen to push myself a wee bit too hard then.

I walked to Fremont, stopping by some sidewalk sales at the top of the hill on the way, and then a bit farther to Paseo, took the bus to Wallingford and managed to catch the last half of the Wallingford Kiddies Parade, camera in hand. I got a coffee at Chocolati, walked on to the U District, bought a book at Half Price, bussed back to the hill, got groceries and here I am.

I don't want to move until game night. I think I can make this happen.

Current Mood: accomplished

Last night I walked a half hour for about half of my normal distance. Today I made it to the farmer's market and grocery store, for the first time I've been out and about since Monday. It's a start!

I somehow managed to not gain any weight despite being sedentary all week, probably because I was able to manage my appetite. I wasn't very hungry and while I tried to eat regularly I wasn't eating a lot.

Exercise goals for this week:

I want to attend at least one class at my gym. The classes that I think I'll be capable of finishing are yoga, tai chi, and a class that's scarily called "Power Circuit" but that the teacher says I can tone down as much as I like; it's a light aerobic class with hand weights and steps, and most of the attendees are seniors.

I want to do at least a partial weight session at my gym (major muscle groups.) If I feel all right after doing the major muscle groups then I'll complete the training with the minors. I'll follow this up with a half hour cardio session. Optional: Two gym sessions would be better, but I'm worried about crashing myself so I'll start with one and see how I feel.

At least one half hour of walking (and preferably at least 45 minutes) of walking every day I don't go to the gym. I'm pretty sure I can maintain this at this point.

Food goals for this week:

Resume prepping all lunches and dinners for self and Brad, which got interrupted for a few weeks by the combo of his vacation (no need to pack lunches/dinners during that) and my wisdom tooth extraction. We're aiming for sit-down dinners three nights a week, and I pack dinners for him the other two nights so he can work overtime. (He works crazy hours in IT.) He's going to batch-cook a yummy beef/mushroom stew and I'll try to get some spot-cooking done on vegetables and specialty meals; I have great ambitious but I may not manage it all. As always, chopping all the veggies required for healthy cooking is pretty daunting!

Keep eating ~1200 calories a day and concentrate on my dietary goals. (I.e. eat a balanced diet, not too much saturated fat, not too many simple carbs, plenty of fiber and nutrients, etc.)

Optional: get a backlog of some vegetable soups into the freezer.

Other health goals for this week:

Follow-up for wisdom tooth.

I am overdue on my thyroid check-in: call endocrinologist and set that up.

I also have not appraised my primary care doctor of the fact that I'm starting all this gym time, and I'd like to get my vitamin D levels checked. (Preferably out of the same blood draw as I'll need for my thyroid.)

Get my sleep schedule back into line; it's drifted to several hours later than my proper wake time in the last two weeks. Today I woke up at 7am and chilled with the lightbox, but was so tired and achy from insomnia and tooth pain that I ended up back in bed until past 10am. The lightbox will help me get my schedule back into sync, at least.

( dreaming macaron~ for today's picnic. )

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But probably without the butter.

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Today has been interesting. Last night too.

Last night I had an extremely erotic dream starring someone from my friends list. Someone I have never met in real life. It was very down and dirty. And I'm pretty sure I could never be that flexible in the real world. :P Oh and yes, they were very good. Very good indeed.

So far today I have lost an hour of my Saturday inside a auto repair shop (more on that to follow), done 3 loads of laundry with 2 being put away and the third in the dryer. Scrubbed the kitchen. Run 3 hilly miles. Drank 3 liters of water so far (Yes, I slosh when I walk). Opened up my system and blown out enough fur to make a whole new cat using the canned air purloined from work. Scrubbed the BBQ and cleaned out the firepit in preparation of incoming masses this evening. Ran and emptied the dishwasher. Dusted... achoo! Cleaned the cleaning fans and ac filters... more achoos! And now I am sitting here writing to you all. :P

Today started off less then great though. Guido was assaulted. *cry* Some asshole attacked my ar for unknown reasons. I got up at 6 to go running before the killer temps set in and drove over to my spot. Parked him on a normal residential area that butts up against some hills. And left to go running. I came back and right off noticed he was sitting oddly. His back end was low. I get closer and see pretty sparkles all over the road. Sadly the pretty sparkles were what was left of 3 of his windows. Some kind person had slashed both back tires and busted 3 of his windows. The oddest part was nothing at all was taken. The glovebox was not even opened as far as I can tell. My cds were all in the dash storage, the change holders were still full, etc. I am not sure if someone was walking or driving by and he/she ran off or the thrill just came from trashing my car.

I called my insurance and they had it picked up on a flatbed and towed to my roommates husbands shop. One of the mechanics gave me a ride home and I can pick Guido up tomorrow. They promised they will take good care of him and also clean him up, getting the piles of glass out of him. It looks more like 20 windows were busted out instead of three based on all the glass cubes inside of him. This kills me. Guido is my baby.

Plus I am now seriously broke until next payday which is 2 weeks from last Friday away. Which means no buying groceries or food for the critters. Hell I can live on ramen for 2 weeks but am freaking out over being unable to feed the critters.

And what is upsetting me even more is I was part of a group on another community that was giving away free goodies to help and offset some of the hurt and damage done by a woman who swap lifted people there for well over $500 dollars. I have 3 packages that need to go out and how can I tell those people "Oh hey sorry I just lied to you and am not sending your stuff either"?

I don't know what to do.

eta. I am now mortified.

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