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I have been 100% useless for DW/LJ.  I've barely looked at anything.  Either I'm at work, and I have been incredibly busy, or I'm not at work, in which case I'm either at home doing other things or I'm out playing card games.

So, a meme, then:

Someone asked why the world doesn't have a meme where everyone leaves screened comments with what they want to say to to the poster but haven't yet for whatever reason -- and I say, indeed, why not? So! Tell me anything you want me to know - about me, about you, about your mom, whatever you like.

Anonymous comments are enabled, and everything is screened. Tell me something you want to tell me, anonymously or not. If you say you want me to unscreen, I will, happily.

Then do the same, and I will tell you something!


I'll get to the following memes for others in a minute... just have this one deposit to make...

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xtina: (Default)
I have been 100% useless for DW/LJ.  I've barely looked at anything.  Either I'm at work, and I have been incredibly busy, or I'm not at work, in which case I'm either at home doing other things or I'm out playing card games.

So, a meme, then:

Someone asked why the world doesn't have a meme where everyone leaves screened comments with what they want to say to to the poster but haven't yet for whatever reason -- and I say, indeed, why not? So! Tell me anything you want me to know - about me, about you, about your mom, whatever you like.

Anonymous comments are enabled, and everything is screened. Tell me something you want to tell me, anonymously or not. If you say you want me to unscreen, I will, happily.

Then do the same, and I will tell you something!


I'll get to the following memes for others in a minute... just have this one deposit to make...
xtina: (Default)
I'm drinking brandy (Korbel XS), eating some pasta, watching Eddie Izzard's Dressed To Kill, doing some illusion knitting, and wishing I had a boring ol' knitting project, because I can't focus on knitting real well at the mo'.

*easily amused*

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xtina: (Default)
I'm drinking brandy (Korbel XS), eating some pasta, watching Eddie Izzard's Dressed To Kill, doing some illusion knitting, and wishing I had a boring ol' knitting project, because I can't focus on knitting real well at the mo'.

*easily amused*
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I've spent most of today doing nothing much at all.  I watched some shows, I took a bath, I ate food.

Of course, I also have a list of things to clean today -- I'm gonna focus on the bathroom, and probably do the dishes and take out the recycling, too.  Plus I knit another 10 rows in this commission project, and I have a pattern in mind for a runner for a friend.

It is moderately annoying to me to feel as though I have to accomplish things in order to validate having a day off.

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I've spent most of today doing nothing much at all.  I watched some shows, I took a bath, I ate food.

Of course, I also have a list of things to clean today -- I'm gonna focus on the bathroom, and probably do the dishes and take out the recycling, too.  Plus I knit another 10 rows in this commission project, and I have a pattern in mind for a runner for a friend.

It is moderately annoying to me to feel as though I have to accomplish things in order to validate having a day off.
xtina: (Default)
Today's day-off plans:

* Go through music I haven't heard yet, and remove what I don't like.
* Be mildly irritated by the ownership model of certain romantic-themed tracks.
* Go through my email, work and home-work, and tidy up.
* Edit some GM scripts.
* Figure out this pagination thing.
* Clean my room.
xtina: (Default)
Today's day-off plans:

* Go through music I haven't heard yet, and remove what I don't like.
* Be mildly irritated by the ownership model of certain romantic-themed tracks.
* Go through my email, work and home-work, and tidy up.
* Edit some GM scripts.
* Figure out this pagination thing.
* Clean my room.
xtina: (Default)
This is just one big life-loving ramble.

--

It's possible for me to love Josh or hate this network card more, but I'm not really sure how I'd go about it.  It might involve turtles.  It's hard to tell.

A) We're both trying very much to lay down good conversational patterns and the like.  Partly, I still have mental suck around (a) cleaning and (b) being called on my failure.  I don't want to feel like I have failed as a person when someone says "You left your coffee out".  And I don't want him feeling like he can never speak up.  Paying careful attention to my brain ftw.

And partly, we talked about parenting more.  We're in agreement in a lot of ways, but I wanted to cover what happens when we hit ways in which we aren't.  Or-also, when all our high-falutin' Good Parenting plans are dismissed in favour of being tired and stressed, which is not only likely, it's expected.  And what happens if I'm infertile, or he is?  And so forth.

Josh: I love loving a planner.
Xtina: *beam*

I love me some good convos.

B) Argle bargle snerkle snarf AUGH WRYYY.

Respectively.

One thing we nattered about was my last post, wherein I went on about not wanting to be around people.  He had a twinge of personally-taking, but (a) he told me and (b) I reassured him that good heavens no, I'm just stuck in geeklandia, my bad.  Today, I love feeling able to speak up about such things, and him feeling able to &c &c.

In other news, today I bought a new pair of sandals, two shirts that fit perfectly, two sweaters to take apart, and a mouse, all for $11.  *pleased*  I also got a new plastic drawer, upping my total to three 29qt drawer things for clothes.  How fun!  Oh, I do love days with v. little in the way of human interaction.

I want to make these cookies, but I don't have cocoa, just chocolate chips.  Will those suffice?  Google will tell, but I'm cleaning and chatting right now.  *bustling*

I love summer-like weather.  I love it like no other season's weather.  I'm finally thoroughly warm.  Plus my skin loves it - I have skin that doesn't care for me or its own existence, but it seems to get better when I sweat.

And no roommates are here, which is different, so I'm cleaning and singing at the top of my lungs and I am so happy, I can't begin to explain it to you.

I should write that thank-you note to my therp.
xtina: (Default)
This is just one big life-loving ramble.

--

It's possible for me to love Josh or hate this network card more, but I'm not really sure how I'd go about it.  It might involve turtles.  It's hard to tell.

A) We're both trying very much to lay down good conversational patterns and the like.  Partly, I still have mental suck around (a) cleaning and (b) being called on my failure.  I don't want to feel like I have failed as a person when someone says "You left your coffee out".  And I don't want him feeling like he can never speak up.  Paying careful attention to my brain ftw.

And partly, we talked about parenting more.  We're in agreement in a lot of ways, but I wanted to cover what happens when we hit ways in which we aren't.  Or-also, when all our high-falutin' Good Parenting plans are dismissed in favour of being tired and stressed, which is not only likely, it's expected.  And what happens if I'm infertile, or he is?  And so forth.

Josh: I love loving a planner.
Xtina: *beam*

I love me some good convos.

B) Argle bargle snerkle snarf AUGH WRYYY.

Respectively.

One thing we nattered about was my last post, wherein I went on about not wanting to be around people.  He had a twinge of personally-taking, but (a) he told me and (b) I reassured him that good heavens no, I'm just stuck in geeklandia, my bad.  Today, I love feeling able to speak up about such things, and him feeling able to &c &c.

In other news, today I bought a new pair of sandals, two shirts that fit perfectly, two sweaters to take apart, and a mouse, all for $11.  *pleased*  I also got a new plastic drawer, upping my total to three 29qt drawer things for clothes.  How fun!  Oh, I do love days with v. little in the way of human interaction.

I want to make these cookies, but I don't have cocoa, just chocolate chips.  Will those suffice?  Google will tell, but I'm cleaning and chatting right now.  *bustling*

I love summer-like weather.  I love it like no other season's weather.  I'm finally thoroughly warm.  Plus my skin loves it - I have skin that doesn't care for me or its own existence, but it seems to get better when I sweat.

And no roommates are here, which is different, so I'm cleaning and singing at the top of my lungs and I am so happy, I can't begin to explain it to you.

I should write that thank-you note to my therp.
xtina: (cool-eyed)
I now have a Ubuntu machine.  Cost me $80.  I may have to walk it over to the roomies' office to physically... connect...  I may have to use my Shuffle to transfer any wireless network card drivers to it.  I know the first through second things about hardware, and that's it, so this'll be fun.

(It's a D-Link Air... something something.  *mild annoyed face*)

Alas also, I took my trackball to work, which means I had to borrow a Mac USB mouse from Jody (roomie).  It's very short of lead, so the first thing I did was link the Start button to the panel menu.

Now to go learn about how to get Ubuntu to realise that I've plugged in a network card.

(Advice for computer hardware is always welcome.  I can plug in the peripherals, and I know to clean it, but that's it.)

--

I went to the bus stop to switch to the next bus, and had about fourteen minutes left.  Two nice homeless guys were sitting there, and asked me for change.  I only had three cents - I don't really carry change on me.  So I offered to get them pizza from the Papa Murphy's that was right there, if they'd watch after my computer.

Entertainingly, the place had a deal of getting two medium pizzas for the same price as one large.  Not entertainingly, apparently it was one of those "bake your own pizzas" places.  They should put larger signs, or I should be more aware.

X: I'm sorry, I didn't realise they didn't cook them.  Do you want them anyways?
HGs: Hell yes!
X: I had change on me, but I felt that handing you three cents would've been insulting at best.  But it's cheese and sauce and bread, so at least it won't spoil...
HGs: Honey, we're homeless, we know how to cook this.
X: Oh, good.

And they watched after my computer, which is good, as it was bloody heavy.

--

In conclusion, Rubí brandy remains my favourite.
xtina: (Default)
I now have a Ubuntu machine.  Cost me $80.  I may have to walk it over to the roomies' office to physically... connect...  I may have to use my Shuffle to transfer any wireless network card drivers to it.  I know the first through second things about hardware, and that's it, so this'll be fun.

(It's a D-Link Air... something something.  *mild annoyed face*)

Alas also, I took my trackball to work, which means I had to borrow a Mac USB mouse from Jody (roomie).  It's very short of lead, so the first thing I did was link the Start button to the panel menu.

Now to go learn about how to get Ubuntu to realise that I've plugged in a network card.

(Advice for computer hardware is always welcome.  I can plug in the peripherals, and I know to clean it, but that's it.)

--

I went to the bus stop to switch to the next bus, and had about fourteen minutes left.  Two nice homeless guys were sitting there, and asked me for change.  I only had three cents - I don't really carry change on me.  So I offered to get them pizza from the Papa Murphy's that was right there, if they'd watch after my computer.

Entertainingly, the place had a deal of getting two medium pizzas for the same price as one large.  Not entertainingly, apparently it was one of those "bake your own pizzas" places.  They should put larger signs, or I should be more aware.

X: I'm sorry, I didn't realise they didn't cook them.  Do you want them anyways?
HGs: Hell yes!
X: I had change on me, but I felt that handing you three cents would've been insulting at best.  But it's cheese and sauce and bread, so at least it won't spoil...
HGs: Honey, we're homeless, we know how to cook this.
X: Oh, good.

And they watched after my computer, which is good, as it was bloody heavy.

--

In conclusion, Rubí brandy remains my favourite.
xtina: (Default)
* As always, I learn best through having projects.  I'm doing a bunch of tinkering to get this one website to do my bidding, so I'm learning a ton of PHP in the meantime.  This article on basic PHP security things seems not ungood, but it's from 2003, so I want to find something better.  (I need to, for example, block against SQL-based suck in the URL query string, this I know.)

If you have good links on basic-cat PHP (with MySQL) security things, this is the place for 'em.  Even if it's dirt-simple - I'm not an idiot, but I am a scatterbrain, and reminders are good.  Not to mention the part where I'm newish to PHP anyhow.

[eta] Fuck, I'm going to have to learn regex again.  *annoyed*

* My arms got betterish over the weekend, but they're starting to twinge, which means there's something about my work setup that's sub-par.  Alas.  It's probably the arms on this goddamn chair.  I'm trying to space typing out anyhow, just to be thorough, and I'm still not signed onto AIM.

* Part of yesterday was going to a friend's house for grilling.  Her roommate has the gardening bug, so she was raking and setting up a compost pile and digging a fire pit and so and so and so forth.  I wish I didn't kill plants through inattention, I would love to get a bit into container gardening - find some easy-to-grow vegetable that I like, and make that go.  Not necessarily for cooking, mostly just for the occasional munching-on.

I dunno, maybe if I set up reminders for watering...  *sad face*  This is why my loving kitties totally works - there's no set schedule of kitty-care.

* Blogspot has, by far, the shittiest commenting system known to thinking creatures.  Fucking hell.  And you'd think that with that in mind, third-party commenting systems (Disqus, IntenseDebate, Haloscan) would have, I dunno, options for importing Blogger comments.  And yet.  Fuckers.
xtina: (Default)
* As always, I learn best through having projects.  I'm doing a bunch of tinkering to get this one website to do my bidding, so I'm learning a ton of PHP in the meantime.  This article on basic PHP security things seems not ungood, but it's from 2003, so I want to find something better.  (I need to, for example, block against SQL-based suck in the URL query string, this I know.)

If you have good links on basic-cat PHP (with MySQL) security things, this is the place for 'em.  Even if it's dirt-simple - I'm not an idiot, but I am a scatterbrain, and reminders are good.  Not to mention the part where I'm newish to PHP anyhow.

[eta] Fuck, I'm going to have to learn regex again.  *annoyed*

* My arms got betterish over the weekend, but they're starting to twinge, which means there's something about my work setup that's sub-par.  Alas.  It's probably the arms on this goddamn chair.  I'm trying to space typing out anyhow, just to be thorough, and I'm still not signed onto AIM.

* Part of yesterday was going to a friend's house for grilling.  Her roommate has the gardening bug, so she was raking and setting up a compost pile and digging a fire pit and so and so and so forth.  I wish I didn't kill plants through inattention, I would love to get a bit into container gardening - find some easy-to-grow vegetable that I like, and make that go.  Not necessarily for cooking, mostly just for the occasional munching-on.

I dunno, maybe if I set up reminders for watering...  *sad face*  This is why my loving kitties totally works - there's no set schedule of kitty-care.

* Blogspot has, by far, the shittiest commenting system known to thinking creatures.  Fucking hell.  And you'd think that with that in mind, third-party commenting systems (Disqus, IntenseDebate, Haloscan) would have, I dunno, options for importing Blogger comments.  And yet.  Fuckers.
xtina: (Default)
- My arms feel like twisted bits of leather, and my hands feel like bruises.  I'm bored stupid at home, and have to do work at work, so I can hope this'll change... but...

- On the bright side, Buffy the Vampire Slayer is on Hulu, so I can watch that instead of knitting or typing more.  And maybe I'll just fill the sink with ice and soak my arms for a bit.  :P

- I'm now one of the co-mods of [info]knittingpix!  Nifty.

- I had wicked insomnia last night, and only got two hours of sleep.  I am woozy and vaguely ill.  *lists to starboard*

- Hey, free 12oz beverage from Borders coupon.

- I got that from this blog.  I am a total sucker for freebies.  Combination of free, small things, and being able to try something without buying it?  I'm so there.

- Oh hooray, I can get my 14-day pass from a machine!  So I don't have to rush to leave work in order to get to the office on time.  *phew*
xtina: (Default)
- My arms feel like twisted bits of leather, and my hands feel like bruises.  I'm bored stupid at home, and have to do work at work, so I can hope this'll change... but...

- On the bright side, Buffy the Vampire Slayer is on Hulu, so I can watch that instead of knitting or typing more.  And maybe I'll just fill the sink with ice and soak my arms for a bit.  :P

- I'm now one of the co-mods of [community profile] knittingpix!  Nifty.

- I had wicked insomnia last night, and only got two hours of sleep.  I am woozy and vaguely ill.  *lists to starboard*

- Hey, free 12oz beverage from Borders coupon.

- I got that from this blog.  I am a total sucker for freebies.  Combination of free, small things, and being able to try something without buying it?  I'm so there.

- Oh hooray, I can get my 14-day pass from a machine!  So I don't have to rush to leave work in order to get to the office on time.  *phew*
xtina: (Default)
Yesterday, I picked the raisins out of a box of Raisin Bran while watching The Mummy I and II.  Today, I donated blood, then took advantage of a sale to get five sweaters, a skirt, and some hangers for $10 (!!!!!), and now am going to eat food and watch The Scorpion King until I pass right out.  For lord lord, I am so tired.

I had a lovely dream of flying.  I am tying it to this one hand gesture, that I don't do in real life, but it's nice to have an anchor, as it were.  The flowers in the trees smelled lovely.

It's a good day.
xtina: (Default)
Tonight:

-organisation
-gemcraft
-doom
xtina: (coffee.doom!)
And my evening went well.  I wound some yarn and watched WKRP and The Addams Family.

Some of the merino stuff is a little stiff, which I think means I need to rinse it again.  Eh, no worries.  I'll rinse it out after my shower tomorrow morning, maybe.

I also am dealing with a money thing I should've dealt with ages ago.  And soon, I'll get to deal with another money thing.  Leaving entirely aside medical bills, which I need to call the clinic and ask if I can make payments.  Well, it's not a worthwhile day until I've been sick to my stomach, I suppose.

I pulled out my coffee maker, and will be taking it and a bunch of yogurts to work with me tomorrow.  Frankly, the coffeemaker at work sucks like sucking things suck, which makes it hard for me to want to make coffee instead of buy it.  I like mine.  It's a little bit busted - the coffeepot lid doesn't flip right, and the coffee... holder... dealiebopper doesn't swing out well, one of the pegs is gone - but I adore it, and plan to use it.  If I can ward off my coworker, maybe I could set the timer or something, so I come in to coffee.  Alas, it is not a future-future coffeepot, which means Mondays == no timering, but eh!  I like this plan.

(Or I could bribe him with coffee...  He's the early guy, so he's in before me.  Hm.  "If I fill the coffee thing, will you turn it on, and we split it?"  *taps teeth thoughtfully*)

In conclusion, I liked my vacation because, among other things, I could spend at least a day or two with my constant self-improvement process disabled.  It is tiring to constantly be evaluating every situation for how I could improve and who I should be and things.  It was really pleasant, to just be myself and all myself for a few days.

Coda: could it ever not be cold, please?
xtina: (coffee.doom!)
Mm, sneepy cat is sneepy.

I can't separate Dresden-the-books from Dresden-the-show.  I keep seeing elements from the book, done... mehly.  I can see all the stories that fuel the episodes, and so the episodes are kind of pale and loosely strung together.  And yet, I keep watching!  I am perplexed.

I have washed yet another batch of yarn.  Merino yarn feels mildly soapy even before soap.  Acrylic homespun stuff is simple - squeeze and go, no worry about felting.  I fret for my gorgeous periwinkle cotton yarn, but I knew I'd fret, so I threw a smallish hank in with the wash.  I'm using this eco-friendly mild-as-mild detergent and lukewarm water, then cool water to rinse.  I got permission to hang it all on the curtain rod overnight - after that point, I can usually safely put it on a plastic hanger somewhere.  I need to investigate, make sure I'm not doing something wrong, but it's going well.

Heee, back to WKRP.  *pats Hulu*  I like Andy.  And the Doctor.  I kind of almost want a mood icon set for this.  I'm sure it exists already.  I haven't looked yet.

...except the music is different.  ...?  Am I going to be very very irritated?

...

*irritated*

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