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So I've just about made it through Saturday and I just ate a big bowl of macaroni and cheese, which I haven't had for quite a while. We'll see how I feel about it tomorrow. I'm not going to clean up the mess until after I sleep, as a big meal always makes me logy. We had a few sprinkles overnight Friday and early Saturday morning, but nothing since. The temperature has been lower, but it feels hotter due to the tropical moisture in the air. I'm glad summer will soon be history. In fact I think the autumnal equinox is Monday. (checks) Yes, it is. I'll miss the long evenings, and the crickets chirping (we had a lot of them this year) but not the heat. Actually, the heat will linger a while yet, but it is doomed. Just like me, I guess. Yup. And on that cheerful note, time for sleep.

cornerofmadness

So THIS house hit the market yesterday at 163K

It's gorgeous. It's everything I could want in a Victorian house. I was ready to call my bank to work up what I can afford. Then I calmed my ass down and looked it over. WHY so cheap? Yeah Wellston kinda sucks but it's not too bad. Sends to Dad. Why so cheap?

His response. Ghosts in that attic, demons in that basement (truth) buy it. We all were concerned that it looked like the basement wall is collapsing and if that's the case I can't afford to fix a foundation.

evil_little_dog is already plotting how to redo the fence (so you can get to the garage) and putting in trees and apparently showing up with all her possessions, ha.

Today I go to Wellston and look. It's one block off the main drag. At the corner of the block is the abandoned (haunted!!) old Loy Hospital (jackasses busting out windows), some business I have no clue about and a non denomination (which I keep typing as demonation) church with a hand painted sign that says COMPELL CHRIST (like that's not ominous). On the other side of the block is a small business and the old school turned community center and Adena health clinic (is it a drug rehab place? I forgot to look. Good going Dana) Down the road is nothing but big houses like this one and St Peter and St Paul Catholic church and Grace Baptist.

I. Want. This. House. I don't wanna live in town. It's not the best area. I don't even care. I come home and find out why so cheap. It was a typo. It's 263K not 163. SIGH. Keeping my eye on it. If you knock off 30K I could probably still buy it but at that price I'm not sure I want that neighborhood. I'll end up with old hospital ghosts or something.

My stomach is no longer burning (huzzah) but I am still weak, exhausted and getting nauseated. Of course I suspected potential ulcers before this. I need to keep my eye on this. But I did get a letter (again! OMG why letters?) from Cabell Hospital about a telehealth appointment with the nurse prac. WHY? I haven't had the CT scan yet and I just saw the actual doc. Yet another call I need to make.

I did watch Glitch's Knights of Guinevere. It was....interesting. I'm not as jazzed as the rest of the internet who are acting like this is the second coming. That aside, I did really like it and am disappointed I'll be waiting months if not a year for more. It definitely comes out swinging (right at Disney). I do think I need a second watch, pausing to read all the worldbuilding posters etc in the background.

( not really a spoiler but just in case )

Watch on YouTube

And I haven't done Science Saturday in a while so have some links

here.

Scientists invent new sunscreen made from pollen and it doesn't hurt coral reefs like traditional sunscreen does

Diet change could make brain cancer easier to treat, early study hints

Kneeling Bull: A 5,000-year-old hybrid creature from Iran with a mysterious purpose The click baity title aside, there isn't much to the article but the sculpture is cool

James Webb telescope finds a warped 'Butterfly Star' shedding its chrysalis — Space photo of the week

Here’s Exactly What Happens to Your Body if You Eat Celery Every Day more the nutrition of celery. I love celery. I'm not allowed to eat it. Sigh.

Current Mood: disappointed
Current Music: How (not) to get rid of a body

sistawendy

I tried to take it easy yesterday in an attempt to let my feet heal. Read on to see how successful I was.

I took the subway to 86th & Central Park West with every intention of walking straight across the park to be at the Met (the art museum, not the opera house). The thing is, Central Park was designed to facilitate relaxation via meandering paths. So I got turned around in the park a couple of times, thereby exploring way more of it than I meant to. Favorite part: the big, OTT fountain where you can row boats. Less favorite part: serious cyclists hauling ass on what, it must be said, are well-engineered paths for them. They wanna ride, I get it, but the laws of physics demand caution from pedestrians.

But on to the Met! Which is gigantic! And the same price as MoMA! Navigation wasn’t easy for me: I ended up going up, over, and down to get to the Man Ray exhibit, nomming sushi along the way. During that wander I learned that a French artist in the 1870’s got grief from critics because the women in his painting weren’t pretty enough; most of the models were his sisters.

So yeah, the intensity of the “fuck you” that the early twentieth century art movements delivered to the art establishment makes a lot of sense in that context. And who better than Man Ray, MKA Emanuel Radnitzky, an outsider even to the Paris art scene where he flourished, to mess with things? He moved from painting to airbrushing, then basically invented contact prints (“rayographs”), made experimental short films, and made everyone from his artist friends to an Italian countess love looking weird in his photos. Yeah, he was clearly a het dude, but.

Here’s why you should always read the blurb: you might not immediately notice that the 16th-century Dutch print you’re looking at is porn. And at least when it came to ceramics, the Greeks got their act together less than 200 years after the Bronze Age collapse, in the so-called geometric period.

Recovered in my hotel room for a couple of hours. Had a fancy BBQ sandwich down the street. (I’ll be getting to restaurant recommendations today.) Then crashed at a reasonable hour in this time zone. Je ne regrette rien.

Current Mood: mellow
Current Location: Times Square, NYC
Current Music: people talking

james_davis_nicoll

Really, more of Book Received. One work new to me, science fantasy.

Books Received, September 13 — September 19

Poll #33640 Books Received, September 13 — September 19

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 29

View Respondents

Which of these look interesting?

View Answers

Yalum by Matthew Hughes (September 2025)
6 (20.7%)

Some other option (see comments)
1 (3.4%)

Cats!
28 (96.6%)

cornerofmadness

Because the day was boring and I'm still unwell so have fiction

Title: Something to Make My Heart Beat the Faster

Summary: Charlie has decided to make a more in depth infomercial for the hotel. Alastor’s input is to add a little melodrama to it as well to showcase the idea of self-sacrifice as a path to redemption, volunteering Husk for the short movie. Angel can’t wait and he has ideas of his own for how this should go. He’s the movie expert, after all.

Rating: mature

Notes: Written for spikegirl58’s six word challenge. The six words were Wet, Implied, Thirsty, Dress, Grumpy & Surprise. These words couldn’t have been more perfect for a story inspired by (and spoilers for) the S2 teaser if they had tried. Also written for the allbingo prompt of rum and the lyrical titles bingo challenge for the prompt a pre-1950s song. I chose All the Things You Are, originally written for a 1939 musical by Jerome Kern and Oscar Hammestein and covered by many. This version if by Ella Fitzgerald.

This is definitely a spoiler for that little teaser trailer for S2 so read or not accordingly if you don’t want even a hint of spoiler.

( Story at the above link or under the cut )

Goodbye For Now 光渊 | Justice in the Dark

Dressed To Kill Torchwood

Chance Meeting Doctor Who

You Are Perfect Final Fantasy XV

Trouvaille The Owl House

Crazy For Trying Torchwood

In At The Deep End FAKE

You're Too Sweet For Me Hazbin Hotel

Freeze Frames Hazbin Hotel

Power to the People Stargate Atlantis

Making Something from Nothing Stargate SG-1/Stargate Atlantis

A Weapon of His Making Hazbin Hotel

Score: i√2 to 𓅧 Elementary

DVD Commentary for Score: Q to 12 Elementary

The Aftershow The Amazing Digital Circus

Barely Holding On Torchwood

A Better Man Buffy the Vampire Slayer

C is for.... Conductor Stargate Atlantis

who cares (i'm fine) The Amazing Digital Circus

Current Mood: nauseated
Current Music: Murder She Wrote

glacier_kitty

1. Does where you live have regular doorstep rubbish collections or do you have to take your trash somewhere else? I just put the bag down a chute, which I imagine maintenance takes care of
2. Do you separate recycling? What sort of stuff gets recycled from your household? No, I probably should though..
3. Do you take things you don't need to charity shops, or give them away online, or sell them secondhand, or...? I give clothes to Value Village and books to the bookstore..I have left free stuff I didn't want for whoever wants it that lives in my apartment complex. Before my parents moved to their current location, we sold a bunch of stuff online too
4. Do you pick up litter in your local area, from streets or trails or play areas or parks? Have you ever found anything interesting discarded or lost in a public space? Not really, I just have limited energy lol. I found $20 once, and gave it to a coworker who needed it more than I did. Fairbanks also has old cars and other things in random spots lol
5. Are there "repair cafés" near you to help mend fixable items? Have you ever been helped by a community repair service or volunteered for one? Do you do any other kind of upcycling? There's a place that fixes broken phones, but I haven't heard of any others. They have helped me when my phone did something weird. I do not

Yesterday the volunteers (and I came too, because why not lol) met with Lucie and Shelby, to talk about our frustrations we've had after the move. The only positive things people said that was Bill and I are awesome and doing a great job of running the store without a manager, and we're always so calm when other people might freak out (why thank you. :P Haha), and good advertising. People had ideas of what might work better, so hopefully Lucie and Shelby will try the suggestions out. I'm glad it got busier yesterday and today, I was worried for a minute there! Tomorrow I'm working by myself because Bill is walking the Equinox Marathon..he said it took him 8 hours last year..no thanks, that sounds like torture. D: He's in such good shape that he wasn't even sore last year..wow haha

On Wednesday, mom temporarily lost vision in one of her eyes, so she had a bunch of appointments to see what was wrong..they didn't find anything, so they think it was an ocular migraine..she's had them before, but not that badly (I was terrified the first time I had one!). Hopefully it won't happen again!

( sept 18-19 )

rejectomorph

Seriously losing track of days now. There have been some clouds, and did I notice a moon, or was that a dream or a memory that got displaced into now? I couldn't say. The saying would likely be boring anyway, so so what? And so so is what it all is, so there's that, and that's that. I don't ask why. I don't want it to get any more complicated than it is.

I'm sleeping a lot but not well. It's been cooler lately, but it's been cooler, but it wasn't cooler last night. It will be tonight, as it will today, but it will also be muggier, which I won't like. There was a possibility of rain here last night, but I don't think we got any. At least it didn't look wet outdoors this morning, though it did smell damp. This is the remnant of that tropical storm which just dumped loads of rain on Los Angeles and sent muddy, fire-denuded hillsides flowing down the streets. I'm a bit sad that I'm missing it. Not sad that it's missing me. Still, I'd love a Fatburger, and I'll never get one here.

Found a decent YouTube video of my favorite Scott Joplin piece, the Gladiolus Rag. It's played by the guy who uploaded it, and though he doesn't have a touch as deft as Joshua Rifkin's, he's got the tempo about right and the syncopes are all there. It's worth a listen. I'm looping it, myself.

Watch on YouTube

sistawendy

I was at the Museum of Modern Art, MoMA, from opening to closing yesterday. Duh, I loved it! You know how my favorite piece at SFMOMA is a big Rosenquist? Well, MoMA has a Rosenquist that fills an entire room: “F-111”, from 1964, with a pointed juxtaposition of consumerism and the military-industrial complex. Pity Rosenquist died back in ‘17; we could used more of that.

And the macrame craze of the ‘70s? Apparently got its start in downtown lofts here a decade earlier. And op art? Got a big boost from MoMA itself back in the day. Clearly, I love this stuff. My only regret is that I didn’t leave enough time for the gift shop.

I couldn’t help noticing the abundance of attractive women at MoMA, some of whom were gothed up. Sure, everyone knows sexxy deth chix are into art, as well as hot normal chicks, but they were surprisingly numerous.

As you might expect, the MoMA cafe has healthier, artier sandwiches than the Guggenheim. Not that the Guggenheim sando was bad.

Speaking of eats, I had a seriously mediocre dinner last night. I need to do more research about eats.

I also did something that locals tell tourists not to do: I took the subway during the evening rush. But the downtown E wasn’t bad; I’ve ridden worse on BART. I did see a packed A zip by, though. (The A is the 8th Avenue express. It zips by a lot of stations.)

After a two-hour break to let my feet recover, I got on a commuter train bound for Newark to check out QXT’s, the recommend local goth joint. But let me say that as tolerable as the subway was earlier, the last train to Newark was packed. Notable among the passengers were young delivery men with bicycles, who needed lots of space.

Edited to add: don’t be a mook like me and get on a PATH train at Penn Station if you’re going to Newark, because you’ll have to transfer in New Jersey where a bunch of arrival boards don’t work. Get on at the World Trade Center.

But anyway, how’s Newark? Kinda normal, and not in a bad way. People drive faster. It’s quiet after 2100. It’s America.

How’s QXT’s? Let me preface this by saying I knew I was going on a burlesque night. I would have gone Saturday, but I have (ahem) something else planned then. QXT’s is friendly, but the drinks and the sound are better at all of the west coast goth joints I’ve been to: the Mercury, the Coffin Club (PDX), the Cat Club (SFO), and a couple of defunct places in Seattle.

How was the burlesque? Not bad! There was an angle grinder involved, which reminded me of [Bad username or unknown identity: “leenerella”]. Chatted with the MC during her smoke break.

Took a Lyft back to Manhattan, which was less expensive and more educational than I expected.

TL;DR: success.

Current Mood: pleased
Current Location: Times Square, NYC
Current Music: ambient sounds of Manhattan

james_davis_nicoll

There's a planet in the habitable zone... but not an Earthlike planet.

Bad News From Alpha Centauri A…

james_davis_nicoll

Sabrena's life is full of struggles already. The last thing she needs is an other-worldly adventure. Life is, alas, not considerate of a teen's preferences.

Sabrena Swept Away by Karuna Riazi

cornerofmadness

So after throwing up at 1 AM as I was getting ready for bed I made a choice to not continue at the moment on this med. My heart burn is so bad and the nausea rampant that there was no way to keep on to 'see if I adjust'. It took until 10 tonight to not be nauseated but my stomach hurts so badly that I was honestly weighing going to the ER to be sure it's not a bleeding ulcer. I chose not to because a) I doubt they'd do anything other than to say see a GI doc (like 4 months from now) b) ( cut for tmi ) I still might go to urgent care if this pain and heart burn continue. I am worried that the med made my stomach issues worse.

Saw the allergist today. No one took my blood pressure. I should have asked them to but I was still SO sick at that point (he saw it immediately) I'm still light headed (another reasons to fear a bleed but as I said, there aren't signs of one so I'm not hitting the panic button yet). Got my allergy pills redone.

Went to get meds in Jackson, wanted to do the Jackson Apple fest. went to the library to see the quilt part of it and...they didn't do it this year. Aw. Then realized the building they usually do the craft vendors in is being torn down and I didn't know where they'd be now and also realized I was way too light headed to walk blocks to this so I came home. Sigh.

Have some community recs

therealljidol What would you get if you took a writing competition added the twists and turns of reality television and put it on a rollercoaster with iffy brakes? You'd get LJ Idol: "A microcosm of everything Livejournal". this is on their DW profile page...

characters20in20 A Dreamwidth 20in20 Icon challenge community!

fandomweekly multifandom weekly short fic challenge

Current Mood: nauseated
Current Music: Signs of a Psychopath

sistawendy

First, a small surprise: there are some subway stations, usually the less busy ones, that won’t let you double back without exiting. So it’s good to be sure which train you need in advance, and for that, the MTA is clearer than Google.

I’m glad I’m a Florida girl who likes to dress lightly: the subway stations are warm and humid.

On to Central Park! Such mellow. Very exercise. Dawgz. Also a park bench dedicated to a late FDNY chief admonishing people to “check your smoke detectors or you’ll end up sleeping here.” Truly a New York moment.

But I had a destination on the far side of the park: the Guggenheim Museum, whose building, designed by Frank Lloyd Wright, features an iconic spiral ramp around a central rotunda.

The building does indeed kick butt, with the permanent collection in side galleries that branch discreetly off the spiral ramp. Another New York moment: the Guggenheim’s curators mince no words about Gaugin’s gross attitudes.

The artist featured on the main ramp was Rashid Johnson, who I’d never heard of. He’s what was once called a race man: his work is full of allusions to Black and West African culture and history. I dug some of it.

There was a trans docent talking to a group at the top of the ramp. Go us!

On the way back through the park, I saw the obelisk from a distance, but I didn’t check it out because my feet were trashed. Two hours of horizontal time ensued.

After dinner, I took a C downtown to the west Village, wherein lies the most adorable and compact lesbian bar I’ve ever seen, the Cubby Hole. I ended up chatting with a trans woman who (of course) works for Google. We talked about trans things, boy howdy.

I’m not quite sure why I’m neither hung over nor crippled. I figured goddess wants me to go to MoMA as soon as I pay for breakfast.

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Location: 1567 Broadway, NYC
Current Music: restaurant sounds

spryng

Fine, I guess taking a break works. I've written 10k on a stupid little WIP since Sunday after purposefully not writing for several weeks.

I'd been reading and lifting and going for walks and noodling on the piano and -- yes -- also wailing and gnashing my teeth that I was never going to write again. I had a really rough weekend the week before, only to realize midway through that maaaaybe this was depression/anxiety and not actually the universe telling me to quit.

I took an emergency claritin (anti-histamines help calm anxiety symptoms), told myself not to leave every writing/online group I was part of, and reassessed my inputs -- that is to say, food/sleep/internet. All of it was off, so I took a deep breath and reset. My brain calmed down over the following week (although I went a little too hard on the food part; you need to eat more, girl) and I allowed myself a steady morning rhythm of lifting and reading.

Then, Sunday morning, something in the book I was reading made my brain go click. Instead of ignoring the feeling, I put the book down and started writing, thinking I'd just play with the idea until it lost its shine. Except then I kept writing. And now I've hit 10k and my hindbrain is chewing on something book-shaped and I don't know where I'm going with this, but so far it's fun, and that's really all that matters. I feel a little less broken, a little more excited, and who knows -- maybe I'll do something with this.

Or just hide it with the rest of my WIPs.

Meanwhile, the kitten seems to be settling in nicely. We had a few hissing spates between the older cats, but she's been venturing out further and further. At least one of the other cats seems to fully accept her and the other one is starting to... grudgingly.

The funny part has been that kitten does, well, kitten things. Like chewing on things she shouldn't etc. CG was surprised by this and I had to explain to her that right now, kitten is basically a toddler. She has no impulse control and everything she sees is "mine!!" So CG has banned kitten from her room, at least unsupervised.

The kitten has had a good influence on our older cats, though. Maurice has been running around and playing way more than she used to and even Trixie has gotten less skittish. I think standing up to the kitten is focusing Trixie's anxiety, lol.

It's just interesting to watch and so much easier knowing what to expect from a kitten/cats. When we first got Kona and Darj, they were about this age and I'd never had a cat before. I was surprised by how rambunctious and destructive they were. Now I'm like "eh, could be worse." I love her kitten energy... for now.

james_davis_nicoll

A selection of Dozois' best, from the first half of his half century career.

Geodesic Dreams: The Best Short Fiction of Gardner Dozois by Gardner Dozois

cornerofmadness

My sugar crashed out hard but I'm fine. So the drug is lowering my sugar (yay) but it's tearing up my stomach (boo). I'll stick it out a little longer. It took me a couple weeks to adjust to gabapentin after all. But if the GERD gets worse I'll have to give up.

Got a letter from the hospital because they don't know phones apparently. They scheduled my abdominal ct scan at 7 pm on the first. Okay I love that they HAVE a night appointment for those who work. On the other hand I live over an hour away...I'll call them and see if it can be a thursday.

My dentist called monday to reschedule. I keep calling back and no one returns that call.

Aspen called me and the girl keeps repeating what I wrote about them, as if trying to....I'm not sure. You don't need to repeat what I said. I know what I said. I appreciate the apology but I am keeping my eye on you. Also they tried to blame the other Aspen in PA which fair, they didn't reach out to me. Eye roll.

I got my

spook_me prompts.

For cannibal I got
one and
two Not sure which one to use, probably one

And for Graveyard I got
one and
https://public.fotki.com/trillingstar/spook-me/spook-me-2025/graveyard-8.html I'm leaning toward two for this one

What I Just Finished Reading:

Wrong Side of the Grave - Bryna Butler mothman as an alien...she's a local author

What Moves the Dead - T. Kingfisher a very cool, queer coded retelling of the Fall of the House of Usher

The Road to Strange: Travel Tales of the Paranormal and Beyond by Rosemary Ellen Guilley and Michael Brein, one of the last thing I bought from her at a Mothman festival before her passing. I wish this were more interesting.

What I am Currently Reading:

Nothing Special vol 2 - a fantasy webtoon, it's cute

Jaws - I needed as J and one of my dentists handed me this to read. Someone's thesis on why there is so much malocclusion. Riveting (no, it's not)

Colin Gets Promoted and Dooms the World - imagine Gavin or Lindsey trying to get promoted at Wolfram and Hart and you more or less have it. It's interesting but it's hard to root for Colin since he's actively evil and petty

What I Plan to Read Next: I'm so behind on my challenges. something for that. I've lost track of where I put the books. I mean I know they're in the computer room but what box did I stick them in?

Current Mood: nauseated
Current Music: NCIS

glacier_kitty

For the MRI last week, they gave me earplugs, and headphones with music on top of that, and the machine was so loud I could barely hear the music haha. It got pretty warm where it was scanning me! They haven't call with the results yet, so I went online to my chart to find them. I had to Google the fancy words, but it says I have some discs bulging, arthropathy (joint pain, stiffness, etc), stenosis (the abnormal narrowing of a blood vessel/structure) and things like that, and "partial lumbarization" of one of the discs, which is a "congenital anomaly where the first sacral vertebra (S1) is not fused with the rest of the sacrum and instead appears as an additional lumbar vertebra. This results in an increase in the number of lumbar vertebrae from the usual five to six. This condition can lead to lower back pain or other complications due to the altered structure and mechanics of the spine." It can limit your range of motion and cause stiffness. I always thought I was stiffer than most people, and wondered why things like washing the dishes hurt my back, and now I know why. They diagnosed me with "multilevel degenerative disc disease" along with the stenosis and other things. I imagine lifting boxes and stuff at work for 17 years is part of it, and just the natural part of aging. Well..if I didn't feel old before, I definitely do now. O_o Reading that made me kind of depressed, eesh. I slept horribly last night because I kept thinking about it. I'll have to be more careful at work, and seeing a chiropractor once a week has helped too. Aging is not easy!! Haha

It's been very slow at work, which is depressing too..I should ask if we can accept donations sooner, we need "new" books so people will keep coming back! We definitely need donations to live lol

I was really sad when I heard Robert Redford died, he was such a good actor :(

And something super cool I learned today: Kong Tsui-chang is the 79th-generation descendant of Confucius in the main line of descent. The family holds the Guinness World Record for the longest family tree, spanning 2500+ years. I thought it was cool tracing my lineage to the Mayflower pilgrims haha, but that's amazing!! Excellent record keeping for sure!

( sept 13-17 )

sistawendy

Getting on the plane was easy peasy, lemon squeezy. Props to my adopted hometown for getting its airport act together.

But next, a gripe: Alaska Airlines by default doesn’t really feed you on a five-hour flight.

I have taken the A train, famed in song. About an hour from JFK through most of Queens and all of Brooklyn to midtown, which isn’t bad at all. I got on at 2030, and it didn’t really get crowded until Manhattan.

And let me tell you, Times Square is bananas even at 2130 on a Tuesday. Times Square is also Blade Runner: everyone knows about the Jumbotrons everywhere, but even 15 floors up my room is behind two of them. I can see the access and support structures and some AC units. I may be a replicant.

I’m glad I’m staying at the W, though: everything works, and it’s convenient to everything. I let them upsell me because they have a deal with the Guggenheim Museum, and it’s definitely on my to-do list.

Current Mood: refreshed
Current Location: Broadway & 47th, NYC
Current Music: air horns

james_davis_nicoll

The Central Plaza Mansion tower offers palatial 900 square foot apartments for a mere ¥35,000,000. It is a deal too good for the Kano family to turn down... although they should have.

The Graveyard Apartment by Mariko Koike

rejectomorph

Looking at the calendar on the computer I see less time has passed since last I was here than I'd thought. It's only been two days, when I'd thought it was at least three and maybe four. It's my weird sleep pattern at fault, I'm sure. And I've been sleeping so much. Tuesday afternoon I napped for several hours, then got up about half past six, and now I find myself nodding off and barely able to keep my eyes open less than four hours later. I want to stay up until it gets cool enough outside too open the windows and turn on the fan, which will be about ten o'clock. If I go to bed earlier, the heat will surely knock me out and I'll end up sleeping through my prime cooling hours, and wake up sweating in the sultry dark.

Oh, only half an hour to go, but I just faceplanted on the keyboard. That can't be good. I'm thinking maybe I should open the window and turn the fan on early, and let it get a bit hotter in here than it should. It will only be for a brief while, and least I'll be getting my beauty (or less ugly some would say) rest. which I desperately need.

Envying southern Californians who will be getting some rain soon. The monsoon will miss us, except for some higher humidity, which I'd gladly do without. But what the hell. Fifteen minutes now, I'm going to go for it. Good night, cruel Idarnet.

cornerofmadness

I took the pill a little earlier today like 5 Am and I was better. Less nausea, less dizziness. It came in short waves but bearable. It is ratcheting up my GERD though. However my blood sugar was 125 today so it seems like it's working. Hopefully (cross your fingers for me) my body will adjust to this med and I can take it. I need to get the HGA1C down (and if there's weight loss, fantastic, if not, I'm still happy if I get the blood sugar under better control)

today I sat down to tutor one of my students who is so eager to do well and then scared her when I put my foot up on the table and show her where the medial malleolus is under the skin and she see's my ankle
'it's PURPLE' Yes, dear, that's varicose and spider veins. We'll discuss them for the final.

Today was the faculty/staff art show so I can say I have my art in a gallery again. Ha. I didn't stay until we got to see who 'won' the people's choice award. I'm sure I didn't win but that's not why I didn't stay. That nausea had come back. Here's my art

Forest Elegy is the one I've had planned for two years. the first time I tried to do the leaves, they crumpled (2023) then I decided to put them between wax paper, sealing it with an iron, colors didn't stay but the leaves did (2024). In the meantime I had lost my bones and had to borrow these from the wildlife lab.

Ashes of Them was a last minute idea that didn't quite work as planned (ah well) In the ashes are bits of my old poetry about lost love and you can't really see it in the ashes but there is a faux wedding ring. I set off my smoke alarm and nearly blistered a few fingers.

I was sad to see Robert Redford passing today though that was a nice long life there.

Fannish 50, well here are two unrelated fannish things. One is a trailer for Dana Terrance's non-Disney owned indie animation which really does fire shots across Disney's bow (she did The Owl house) It drops this weekend and it looks worth watching (it is horror)

And can I talk about how excited I am that the Halloween Baking Challenge has aired. I am not a baker. Like at all. My grandmother used to bemoan this. When I was injured and in the nursing home, Food Network was one of the few channels I got and I watched the spring baking challenge. It was fun though and then I found the Halloween one and this is up my alley. I was happy to start this tonight (though I'm annoyed AF by one of the home bakers already).

I think one of the reason I like this challenge is there isn't much of the drama, you know, the blaming, screwing each over over, the smack talking. This feels more friendly. I don't need to see the negative b.s. in so many challenge shows and none of the baking challenges seem to have them so those are the shows I like.

Current Mood: nauseated
Current Music: Halloween baking championship

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