Feb. 23rd, 2019 10:37 pm
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I woke up early thinking I could catch up on lots of reading for uni, I could do all the dishes, I even had time to go to the gym if I wanted!

And then I played games on my phone and watched old familiar TV and barely got myself fed and dressed in time to go to Brighouse for games night.

Not much to report today.

two minor miracles today

Feb. 23rd, 2019 05:10 pm
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1. I have been looking high and low for a successor to the oversized duffle coat that I've been wearing in the winter for...15 years? I got it secondhand; I suspect someone had died and the survivors donated it because it was barely worn at all. Now it has holes in it, and the lining is falling apart and it's worn thin across the back of the shoulder... and I found a successor in the LL Bean *spring* catalog. It's arriving by the end of the week.

2. In 2003, I tore the bicep in my right arm. In 2013, I blew out the soft tissue in that arm's elbow. And after that I tried a few times to play cello and it hurt after 10 minutes. By *hurt* I mean vicious stabbing pain in the bicep and across the top of the muscle joining the arm and shoulder, and I couldn't even hold the bow after that.

So I put it aside, and every once in a while thought of selling it, but just couldn't.

Lately I've been working out on the weight machine in the basement, since walking in the near-constant rain/sleet/snow/wet stuff was not a good thing. And today I got the crazy idea of trying to play again.


I could play for 40 minutes or so -- not perfectly, but I still have tone, I still have fingering (though my hand is sore now from that, too, not the fingertips but the stretching to reach positions.) A bit of Bach's first Unaccompanied Cello Suite. Some of Gabrielli's Richercari, which inspired Bach. A little Vivaldi, a bit of Bach, a lot of Goltermann's Third ( I think) cello concerto. Some other stuff.

It's been at least four years since I tried, and it all came back. My second language roared back into me and the music rolled out. And it felt amazing.

I put a cold pack on my arm for a little while, and took a tylenol. I'm not saying I'm up to jam sessions yet, but I can see them in the future. And I feel more like *me* than I have in a long time.
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A Slip of the Keyboard: Collected Nonfiction

3/5. What it sounds like. The first two-thirds are mostly light-hearted columns and speeches, a few biographical, largely jokey (and proving that no, he definitely didn't really grock all of what he was doing with the witches from a feminist perspective, and in fact actively rejected that perspective at some points). The last third is furious. Furious at dying, and the manner of it. There's some very good writing in that last third. I have the strong impression that he was far more real and available as a person in his writing towards the end, but that it wasn't that slow dying changed him, it's that he gave less of a fuck about telling you who he was.

A collection of links

Feb. 23rd, 2019 03:20 pm
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Because perhaps you'll enjoy them, and also so I can finally close some damn tags.

1. Trustworthy Junior Agent by burglebezzlement. Hilarious fic for "The Spy Who Dumped Me" that really captures the tone of the movie.

2. Ninfox by Rhea. A fanvid for the Machineries of Empire series by Yoon Ha Lee (which I am partway through and loving, btw). I don't think this is the sort of vid that would convert a nonfan to the books, but if you have read them, it's remarkable how much this vid manages to captures.

3. it’s all been done by Lilith. Excellent fanart for Good Omens.

4. Thunderdome by glorious_spoon. Really, really fantastic Leverage fic set in the Mad Max universe. Just wow.

5. A long-ago fandom friend of mine is trying to raise money for a service dog. If you have any spare cash to donate, check it out here.

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Feb. 23rd, 2019 01:53 pm

The Talk of the Town

Feb. 23rd, 2019 06:55 pm
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I have now seen The Talk of the Town from 1942, and I am entirely charmed. I haven't seen a slashier movie in ages. It is a screwball comedy about a labor union agitator who is framed for a crime and has escaped from jail, a law professor, and a schoolteacher (the first two are men, the third is a woman). There is constant debate and banter about the purpose and nature of the law, and also they all fall in love. This last requires very little imagination on my part; it is basically text. Also I actually find Cary Grant fairly attractive in this movie, which is a first. Probably this is because he does not have a moustache.

I watched this movie because [personal profile] skygiants said I should, and I was richly rewarded. Also then I could read [personal profile] skygiants' happy threesome fic from this Yuletide!
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Feb. 23rd, 2019 01:20 pm
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 weekend to do: 
  • get adulting stuff around to make phone calls monday ****IMPORTANT***
  • finish granola
  • walk dog
  • go to 3pm hockey game (pls be better than last night PLS)
  • make fig newtons 
  • skate tomorrow? 
  • make stew tomorrow
  • vacuum

I also picked up some day old gluten free bread from the co op. I guess they were day old. idek they were in a bread sale bin so I picked up a multigrain roll pack and a baguette. they were made by a local company and I threw them in the freezer. 

I did end up saving the taco stuff in the freezer even though it's over a week old. I'd still eat it and there's one meal left more or less so eh. Emergency meal for some time. I also cleaned out the old stuff from the fridge and draino'd the kitchen sink which needed it. I already did some sidejob stuff and I need to check that again real quick before I walk Mara and head to the game. 

also one of the people I'm emailing for side job abbreviated nutrient as nut in the subject line of an email 

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Feb. 23rd, 2019 06:19 pm
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I forgot to take my Effexor on Friday morning, which I figured out at 3.30am this morning, when I started getting brain zaps. It had been a really long time since I'd had brain zaps, and I felt a bit like I was dying until I figured it out. As with much of this week, I wanted to go out this morning, and I wasn't well enough, due to Effexor-withdrawal related insomnia.

I meant to see a pal and her new baby on Thursday, but I was, again, not up to it. L and I are seeing her for brunch tomorrow though. I made some raisin-and-oat bread, and bought some baby books, and I'll bring a jar of blackcurrant jelly I made in December. Her parents are going to be there, over from the US -- I'm not sure what THAT will be like, but it'll be good to make contact with her, even if the circumstances are slightly weird.

On Wednesday evening I DID make it to book club: it was really nice, although we aren't getting as many people as I had hoped. Two men who weren't personal friends came, then two friends of ours came, and me and L. We had a fairly nice chat and then retired to Nando's. Afterwards every one of my joints hurt, and I woke up with a headache that wouldn't go away, and persistent nausea. Almost like I had a hangover, but I don't drink.

This is just an endless list of complaints, isn't it.

I was trying to read a proper novel for grown-ups, but I have retreated to "Harriet the Spy", because my brain is just not working. God, I love Harriet! The angriest, strangest girl: what must it have been like when she crashed into kidlit in the late 60s? There are two sequels to "Harriet the Spy": has anyone read them? Should I read them?

I read another books by Louise Fitzhugh a few years ago: "Nobody's Family is Going to Change". It was good: not as winsome as "Harriet", but full of angry and passion. I also like that Fitzhugh was a lesbian and convinced M.E. Kerr to start writing YA books, instead of pulp male gay novels. Apparently M. E. Kerr kept writing about young men figuring out their sexuality, and Fitzhugh suggested that maybe Kerr really wanted to just write YA. That certainly worked out.

Chocolate Box

Feb. 23rd, 2019 12:07 pm
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Yay, the Chocolate Box reveals happened! I got a gorgeous little Steve/Peggy snapshot that really sells the sexiness of skinny!Steve and the marvelousness of her:

I feel it in my bones (755 words) by ljparis
Summary: "He said her name, quietly so as not to startle her, letting the word slip past his tongue as his hand came up to cup her elbow."

and I wrote two Stucky ficlets:

No Kind of Life[ (1995 words) by Speranza
Summary: "You know I have to do everything the hard way, Buck. It’s the fundamental fact of my nature.”


Seashore (505 words) by Speranza
Summary: "Who is that, screaming like a girl?"

A thing!

Feb. 23rd, 2019 06:15 pm
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For all historical fandoms, fictional & RPF, original historical works, and general fandoms in an historical setting. Open now for prompts and fills! Click on the banner for the link.

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Also I made a rebloggable tumblr post. (Please do reblog, since I deleted mine my accident, I have about 14 followers in total, so my tumblr reach is even more minimal than before!)

(I will do these things... /o\)

A tale of two authors

Feb. 23rd, 2019 01:01 pm
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Currently reading Our Final Hour – A Scientist's Warning by Martin Rees and Time Travel by James Gleick. Rees is a great scientist (really, he's the Astronomer Royal of the UK) and his prose is important, but sadly soporific. Gleick's bright, engaging prose provides a much needed counterpoint whenever I tire of Rees.

I wouldn't have thought that one of the world's foremost scientific minds detailing the various ways in which humanity can destroy itself within the 21st century could be so tediously boring. In spite of that, I do recommend the book, or at least a good review of it.

i heard they don't get so low-down

Feb. 23rd, 2019 12:40 pm
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Hey hey, I posted a story yesterday:

A little idle talk of this and that (at AO3)
Star Wars/AtLA; Obi-Wan, Iroh, Aang, ensemble; g; 4,050 words
On his way to Tatooine with Luke, Obi-Wan makes an unexpected stop for tea in Ba Sing Se.

I normally don't like to post fic on Fridays or Saturdays because it always feels like no one is around, but I also didn't want to pick at this any more, so here we are.

I've wanted a crossover like this for a long time but couldn't find one that did what I wanted, so finally I just had to write it myself. *hands* I have a lot of stuff in my head about how this all works - why the Fire Nation symbol looks like the Rebel Starbird, how bending works with the Force, why the mind trick didn't work on the guard (earthbenders are hardheaded/strong-minded!), how Obi-Wan could get his ship fixed on an pre-space but industrializing world (some combo of Sokka and The Mechanist's genius plus Toph's metalbending). How Aang would be familiar and different - Aang actually learns the lessons Anakin never does about letting go of attachments when necessary. I think the Aang would be both comforting and alienating to Obi-Wan, because he shares basically the same philosophy as the Jedi, but the Air Nomads have also been wiped out, so is there just no place for them in the galaxy? What did he fail to convey to Anakin that would have led to him making different choices? (I mean, Obi-Wan does eventually realize in canon that Anakin's terrible decisions are not his fault, but. He still blames himself a lot in those early years afterward.) And I thought it was a sweet moment that both Aang and Obi-Wan are jazzed to meditate together because no one ever wants to meditate with them. *hands*

And the title of course is from Man of LaMancha because I have this post-RotS!Obi-Wan = Don Quixote thing in my head, not just because of "The Impossible Dream" but also "Knight of the Woeful Countenance." I am just saying. (Possibly Anakin is Aldonza and Ahsoka is Sancho...I am not saying it's an exact match but that's just how my brain works.)

Anyway, I had a lot of fun writing it - especially Sokka and Iroh - and I'm glad other people seem to like it too!


Brooklyn Nine Nine: The Honeypot
spoilers )


Today, I plan to bake some bread (I'm going to use the King Arthur milk bread recipe since it only makes one loaf instead of the one I made last week, which makes two, and I don't want to deal with reducing it), maybe bake a cake, and clean out some old towels now that I have new towels. (I will keep the old towels for emergency usage, but not in the closet with the new towels - I need the space.)

I also need to gather all my tax documents to send to the accountant. I'm a little terrified of how badly screwed I'm going to be because of Cheetolini's tax scam, but there's nothing I can do about that now except hope some of the actions NYS took to mitigate the effects will help me.

Then I plan to make steak for dinner (something I almost never do at home, but it was on sale!). Mmm...steak. Tomorrow I will do pulled pork and then have that for lunch next week. I am excitedly anticipating deliciousness!


Lastman : L'Artiste et l'argile

Feb. 23rd, 2019 06:04 pm
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Ma contribution au récent kink-meme. Attention aux tags.
Autant je bloque sur tout le reste, autant ce prompt est sorti comme une flèche. Le sens moral de ma muse laisse à désirer. :D

L'Artiste et l'argile (964 words) by Jainas
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Lastman (Cartoon)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Richard Aldana/Kaiser Stark | Gobniu
Characters: Richard Aldana, Kaiser Stark | Gobniu
Additional Tags: Kink Meme, Tentacle Sex, Episode Tag, Rape/Non-con Elements, Art, Français | French, Mind Manipulation

Une fois débarrassé de ses invités Kaiser presse le pas vers l’atelier où il a laissé le boxeur, le retrouve, tremblant et hébété, agenouillé au pied de la toile humaine dont il est parvenu à s'extraire... Ho, un défi... Le frisson d'anticipation est d'autant plus délicieux qu'il est rare, et Kaiser se transforme sans hésiter, à demi. Enroule ses membres souples et chauds autour de l'humain qui se débat faiblement, le porte jusqu'à lui.

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Feb. 23rd, 2019 12:04 pm
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This morning, my sense of smell was ultra-sensitive. Scott makes himself an omelet most Saturdays and Sundays, and this morning, I couldn't go into the kitchen because of the lingering smells. Mostly, it was the combination of the frying and the fresh broccoli. Nine times out of ten, I don't notice that sort of thing, but this morning was awful.

I ended up putting a scented lotion on a thigh high sock (the pair was about $3, so I bought them to see if I liked them and found I didn't) and tied it around my head so that I was breathing through it. I considered asking Scott to prepare my coffee and find me breakfast, but my 'coffee' is kind of complicated and involves me adding a lot of things by eyeball measurement combined with taste.

I don't want Scott to have to give up the omelets because the odor's okay for me most of the time and because they're a thing he enjoys. It's just that, when it gives me trouble, it gives me a lot of trouble. I'm pretty sure that getting the hood installed over the stove would help, but that's going to require that I find someone to do the work. Making the calls to try to find someone keeps getting bumped down the list and/or forgotten.

I think the problem is that I'm on the edges of migraine territory this morning. I'm not sure why a migraine today, but I get massively odor sensitive with those, and I'm having other symptoms that fit with that.

Well, time to wake Cordelia so that she has time to get dressed and eat before my guest arrives.

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