odd things catch my attention

• Note to self, take Hanzo for a bath a bit more often. I had him washed the other day after captainlove fueled my car paranoia regarding undercarriage rust, and I was driving down the Pike home last night thinking my brights were on because I wasn't used to there being actual functional light coming out of my headlamps.
  
  
• cell23's home from DC. Dear fates, that man can wear the fuck out of a suit. He's gonna have to hide that new pinstriped blazer from me too, cause yeah, it totally fits, hee hee hee.
  
  
• Had pretty vivid emotionally icky dreams about Them again. *sigh* They're just dreams, I wake up and they're over, I shouldn't stress about it.
  
  
• I hear congrats are in order? :) Super happy for you guys!
  
  
• why yes I still have a CRT monitor at work. Why yes, I still get a perverse charge out of occasionally degaussing it. Why do you ask?
  
  
• I'm having massive kittenlust right now. I may have to remedy this by aggressively snufuggling Bean.
  
  
• a few of the above may well have been triggered by downloading the new Picasa update and playing with the face recognition algorithm in it. It's pretty good. Also I've got to get the decade's worth of pictures of That Ex off my hard drive somehow. Nothing like being confronted with a wall of her face taken at various happier times (and some not so happier) to drive a person to drink. On another, happier hand, the software's really good at picking up the drükids too... I was looking at the first Magic Wings trip folder and being surprised at how much the little one's grown up in almost a year.
  
  
• Reading through all of your journals lately... wow. Looks like there's heavy shit going on. Lots of introspection, a fair amount of despair, and a determination to make things better across the board. Once again somehow I feel like I've been so busy posting all the inane surface prattle of my head and not so much what's going on underneath it, mostly because I don't want to deal with it myself, and these sorts of posts do bring that sort of thing alarmingly into focus. But for what it's all worth, for all of you struggling with Deep Emotional Shit® I salute your bravery, both in sharing it and in dealing with it.
  
  
• Thinking of doing something stupid easy and silly for my next bead project. Using this for inspiration:
  
  
  
  liamstliam posted that around New Years. It still makes me giggle. But yeah, couple vials of black grey and amber and I could definitely do a couple of VMS inspired patterns before setting off on something colorful and horribly complicated like the deer.
  
  
• alas, back on the coffee bandwagon hardcore. *sigh* After yesterday's splendid Splenda digestion fail, I figure the only way I can make this okay is if I go back to drinking it black, so I am. I don't know, every year or so I try artificial sweetener, it does bad things to me, and I settle back into being the grumpy old fart in the corner that rails against its very existence.
  
  
• really need to get on my sister's ass about sending me my damn sneakers. GYM NEEDS TO HAPPEN GODDAMN IT. Like seriously depending on how much of a check I get this week I may suck it up and order a new pair. In, like, purple or something just so I don't feel stupid about having two pairs of the same damn sneaker.
  
  
• There is a noise in the heater pipes at work today that is not entirely unlike the sound a rhinoceros might make if you fed it ass first into a wood chipper: GRIND GRIND VARIABLE PITCH HOWLING GRIND GRIND CRUNCH HOWL GROWL GRIND. I seriously doubt this is what is in fact happening, as while I've seen some odd wildlife down here in Westfield, rhinos thankfully haven't been on the list. Still, I'd love to know what the hell is going on down in the basement... it's making the concentrations difficult to say the least.

Meh, that's my life right now.

odd things catch my attention

• Note to self, take Hanzo for a bath a bit more often. I had him washed the other day after captainlove fueled my car paranoia regarding undercarriage rust, and I was driving down the Pike home last night thinking my brights were on because I wasn't used to there being actual functional light coming out of my headlamps.
  
  
• cell23's home from DC. Dear fates, that man can wear the fuck out of a suit. He's gonna have to hide that new pinstriped blazer from me too, cause yeah, it totally fits, hee hee hee.
  
  
• Had pretty vivid emotionally icky dreams about Them again. *sigh* They're just dreams, I wake up and they're over, I shouldn't stress about it.
  
  
• I hear congrats are in order? :) Super happy for you guys!
  
  
• why yes I still have a CRT monitor at work. Why yes, I still get a perverse charge out of occasionally degaussing it. Why do you ask?
  
  
• I'm having massive kittenlust right now. I may have to remedy this by aggressively snufuggling Bean.
  
  
• a few of the above may well have been triggered by downloading the new Picasa update and playing with the face recognition algorithm in it. It's pretty good. Also I've got to get the decade's worth of pictures of That Ex off my hard drive somehow. Nothing like being confronted with a wall of her face taken at various happier times (and some not so happier) to drive a person to drink. On another, happier hand, the software's really good at picking up the drükids too... I was looking at the first Magic Wings trip folder and being surprised at how much the little one's grown up in almost a year.
  
  
• Reading through all of your journals lately... wow. Looks like there's heavy shit going on. Lots of introspection, a fair amount of despair, and a determination to make things better across the board. Once again somehow I feel like I've been so busy posting all the inane surface prattle of my head and not so much what's going on underneath it, mostly because I don't want to deal with it myself, and these sorts of posts do bring that sort of thing alarmingly into focus. But for what it's all worth, for all of you struggling with Deep Emotional Shit® I salute your bravery, both in sharing it and in dealing with it.
  
  
• Thinking of doing something stupid easy and silly for my next bead project. Using this for inspiration:
  
  
  
  liamstliam posted that around New Years. It still makes me giggle. But yeah, couple vials of black grey and amber and I could definitely do a couple of VMS inspired patterns before setting off on something colorful and horribly complicated like the deer.
  
  
• alas, back on the coffee bandwagon hardcore. *sigh* After yesterday's splendid Splenda digestion fail, I figure the only way I can make this okay is if I go back to drinking it black, so I am. I don't know, every year or so I try artificial sweetener, it does bad things to me, and I settle back into being the grumpy old fart in the corner that rails against its very existence.
  
  
• really need to get on my sister's ass about sending me my damn sneakers. GYM NEEDS TO HAPPEN GODDAMN IT. Like seriously depending on how much of a check I get this week I may suck it up and order a new pair. In, like, purple or something just so I don't feel stupid about having two pairs of the same damn sneaker.
  
  
• There is a noise in the heater pipes at work today that is not entirely unlike the sound a rhinoceros might make if you fed it ass first into a wood chipper: GRIND GRIND VARIABLE PITCH HOWLING GRIND GRIND CRUNCH HOWL GROWL GRIND. I seriously doubt this is what is in fact happening, as while I've seen some odd wildlife down here in Westfield, rhinos thankfully haven't been on the list. Still, I'd love to know what the hell is going on down in the basement... it's making the concentrations difficult to say the least.

Meh, that's my life right now.

For myself (but I know it will make 11th_letter smile)

For myself (but I know it will make 11th_letter smile)

Disordered

Before anyone asks, yes, that is a porn DVD under my monitor. And if you hadn't noticed it before, well, guess you won't see anything else in the picture, now, will you?

I often tell people that when my space approaches either cesspit levels of messy or military standard clean, something is deeply wrong. Considering you can still see some parts of my desk surface and a good deal of the carpet, we haven't quite gotten there yet. Then again, the mess is starting to get on my nerves and yet I still can't be arsed to pick it up, which means my state of mind isn't fantastic. I've got half a mind to post this, turn the phone, IM and the internet off, and other than posting pictures, just disconnect for a while until I come out of critical spoon failure.

Still today wasn't all bad/angsty/thinky. I got two very nice things in the mail today - the "WE CAN DO IT - JOIN THE REBEL ALLIANCE" T shirt I ordered (it has Princess Leia posed as Rosie the Riveter) and an intriguing looking burned CD from badrahessa. Guess I'll be seeing if Hanzo's CD player works tomorrow. :) Also I keep forgetting to say this because I opened them wicked late, but thank you to _kyri, retsuko, ruisseau and dionethoughts - I did, indeed get your Christmas cards. Snail mail does make things better.

...I'm okay. really. Just emotionally and mentally burned out. Off to curl up in bed with a book.

Disordered

Before anyone asks, yes, that is a porn DVD under my monitor. And if you hadn't noticed it before, well, guess you won't see anything else in the picture, now, will you?

I often tell people that when my space approaches either cesspit levels of messy or military standard clean, something is deeply wrong. Considering you can still see some parts of my desk surface and a good deal of the carpet, we haven't quite gotten there yet. Then again, the mess is starting to get on my nerves and yet I still can't be arsed to pick it up, which means my state of mind isn't fantastic. I've got half a mind to post this, turn the phone, IM and the internet off, and other than posting pictures, just disconnect for a while until I come out of critical spoon failure.

Still today wasn't all bad/angsty/thinky. I got two very nice things in the mail today - the "WE CAN DO IT - JOIN THE REBEL ALLIANCE" T shirt I ordered (it has Princess Leia posed as Rosie the Riveter) and an intriguing looking burned CD from badrahessa. Guess I'll be seeing if Hanzo's CD player works tomorrow. :) Also I keep forgetting to say this because I opened them wicked late, but thank you to _kyri, retsuko, ruisseau and dionethoughts - I did, indeed get your Christmas cards. Snail mail does make things better.

...I'm okay. really. Just emotionally and mentally burned out. Off to curl up in bed with a book.