xtina: A heart made out of a motherboard. (geek heart)
The Itsy Bitsy Bug

The itsy bitsy bug went in production code
Down came the system--server overload
Up went a patch that fixed the server strain
Till another bitsy bug was found in there again

More modern lullabies. )
xtina: (Default)
Today's plan, at some point: rewatch Quigley Down Under.
xtina: A picture of my cat Sophie, looking stern. (sophie)
One worry I had about having a baby: I worried that I wouldn't love my Sophie (userpic) as much. Turns out:

a: I was wrong. I have a great capacity for love, I just use it sparingly, and I confused that with scarcity.

b: Good lord I'm a dork.
xtina: (freaking out)
xtina: A laughing 8-bit dog holding a duck. From Duck Hunt. (laughing)
Just had a great call with a vendor--specifically, a coordinator and a tech sales person. I asked a bunch of questions, the TS person clarified most and filed the rest as tickets, all went well. I got to be myself, and only slipped and swore once. "My dad was a systems engineer. I learned how to swear at the knee!"

At the end of the call:

Coordinator: Thank you so much, and feel free to drop us a line any time something crosses your mind...
TS Person: *sees where this is going; starts cracking up*
Me: Yall done opened the door to the vampire!
All: *crack up*
xtina: (Default)
I've always had floaters in my eyes. They're slightly more populous now, but I don't really care. The occasional flash, however, I could do without. My OB suggested I should go to the eye doctor.

Results: Nothing neurologically wrong with me. Apart from, yknow, myopia and a mild touch of astigmatism, my eyes are entirely healthy.

Prognosis: Flashers are almost certainly indicators of a migraine, especially if it's happening in both eyes rather than just one.

Treatment: Hope that migraine doesn't have to mean headache. Suffer otherwise.
xtina: A picture of my cat Sophie, looking stern. (stern)
I abuse parentheses in this post.


I've been coughing a lot and producing quite a bit of phlegm. This is just one of the many fancy side-effects of pregomancy! (Another one: ribs expanding. Now combine sore ribs with coughing...) I'm looking into possible remedies for breaking this up without needing to go the drugs route. I am not inherently anti-drugs, I'd just like to minimise exposure whilst pregnant.

A list of what's acceptable to me. )

I am open to suggestions.


"If someone has a suggestion for an actual buyable container of PASTEURISED honey, I would be eternally grateful."
xtina: Musical notes mashed to look like a heart. (music)
Men At Work - It's A Mistake

At ~2:33 comes this verse:

We'll not fade out too soon
Not in this finest hour
Whistle your favourite tune
We'll send a card and a flower

As far as I can discern, the low part and the high part are the same notes, just an octave apart. But it doesn't sound like that. Also, it doesn't sound like it fits with the song. It sounds discordant. Except it totally works?

Yarr. I should take music lessons just to figure some of this shit out.
xtina: "Why should I care how many people I have to kill? I can just make MORE in my TUMMY!" (pregnancy)
I think I felt the baby move!

I had a brief moment of "what if it's just some GI trickery and then" and who the hell cares? Still a baby in there, and first-time gestators apparently have this "but what if" experience fairly frequently, and WHATEVER I MAY HAVE FELT MY BABY KICK.

[eta] Also, since I remain myself:
xtina: (omg!)
xtina: (Default)
I have an ongoing list of things I like to clean up, computer-wise, about once a week. I don't by any means go through all of the list; I pick whatever's interesting for me that week. But I do have a calendared reminder each week to clean my shit up.

List. )

Living doc for yours truly.
xtina: (quiet)
We have ~5k physical books and ~1k electronic books. We want basically what the NYPL has: the ability to catalog all of these books, and also the ability to download the electronic books.

Noodling. )

This is sort of the master noodling post on library-management needs. Please feel free to suggest software or ask questions or whatever.
xtina: (Default)

xtina: "Why should I care how many people I have to kill? I can just make MORE in my TUMMY!" (pregnancy)

xtina: A spiral going downward. (anxiety)

I have such massive amounts of anxiety around individual people. I can tweet to folk, and I can comment with folk on other blogs, but responding to comments? Replying to email? Being on chat? Fuck, may as well get me to do public speaking.

This makes it so I don't really interact with people much outside of work. (And the cyborg collective at home, of course.) I possibly could be closer with people at work, except anxiety. I possibly could reconnect with folk in Boston, in Portland, in wherever the hell I've lived, except anxiety. What if I'm too intense? Or too standoffish? Or I'm boring and no one will tell me? Or I miss social cues and then I'm weird in that avoiding kind of way? Or I am actively on fire and setting fire to their furniture and they're too polite to tell me? Or I can't escape?

I had two friends reach out to me at the beginning of this year, and it was lovely chatting with them, and now it's my turn to initiate contact with them to show that I care, and... I do, I really do, I just don't know what the hell I'm doing. And what if my clumsiness ruins everything. I would apparently rather hide in a hole than keep up with people I care about because what if I hurt them by me being me?

(Shit, I can't even respond to direct requests for information from random people on Wikia. I do not exaggerate.)

So instead, I sit at home with a full inbox and not-replied-to comments, and I work, and I plan for future!Kid, and I do what I do. Maybe later I'll try that whole Being Brave thing and try reaching out.
xtina: (like you would even fucking dare)


xtina: A laughing 8-bit dog holding a duck. From Duck Hunt. (laughing)
S is my boss, the director of security here.

X: This is why I bring these things to you--sometimes I'm all, "You're supposed to do it this way, but I like you, so lemme just bend this rule."
S: You need to follow the rules. I mean, we all need to follow the rules.
X: But what if it's a bad rule?
S: Well, if it's a bad rule, then I work to change it...
X: But you wouldn't follow it if it actively hurt people or processes.
S: Right.
X: So we have to use our own judgment to determine which rules are good; meaning, which are worth following.
S: No, you use my judgment.
X: Ah, and now we're back on comfortable ground.
xtina: (knitting with sticks)
For this patttern, I have to do frequent right twists (RTs) and left twists (LTs). I dislike the method that has me taking a stitch off the needle, so I looked up another way of doing it. From this video:


- Put right needle through next two stitches as if to k2tog.
- Instead of doing a k2tog, slip 'em onto the right needle.
- Slip them directly back onto the left needle. (Straight through, not a k2tog again.)
- Knit the next two (twisted) stitches through the back loop, so that they don't get twisted.


- Slip 1st stitch knitwise, then 2nd stitch knitwise.
- Do a sort of k2tog motion backwards, of those two stitches, back onto the left needle. (Don't actually do a k2tog.)
- Knit the next two stitches through the front loop as normal.

The Anteal pattern also has a lateral braid, which is basically doing a LT all the way across a row, but collapsing the twist on itself. It's hard to describe. But, thankfully, doing LTs the above way makes this a cinch:

Lateral braid:

- Knit [n] border stitches that your project calls for.
- Cast on one stitch onto the left needle.
- Perform one completely normal LT, as above, yes using that cast-on stitch.
- For each subsequent LT, only slip the second stitch. You are assuming that the first stitch is already on your right needle.
- Do this to [n + 1] stitches before the end of your row.
- K1, then pass the previous stitch over.
- Knit [n] border stitches to finish the row.

There! No stitches off the needle (an act that gives me heart failure), no giant loops, none of this "knit through the back loop of the second stitch, right foot green" horseshit, and a very lovely braid pattern.
xtina: A blank, pieced-together jigsaw puzzle. (orderly)
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Today on things I love: fiddly things. Transcription and OCR cleanup are the ultimate in fiddly things. If you have something you want OCRed or cleaned up or transcribed, I am totally your person. If you have suggestions or links to other places where I can do this sort of thing, omg send them now pls.

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