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I'm getting better. The whole forcing myself to eat until my body stops treating food with suspicion seems to be working. Balancing it with lots of fluids, which seems to help. Small snacks instead of actual meals also seems to be the right way to go, especially since my stomach still likes to be all like NO after ten bites of anything. Not exactly 3 meals a day friendly right there.

Surprisingly so far what has been pretty well accepted right now is cheese. I would think it would be something that would make me feel horrible but apparently this is not my week to be dairy-sensitive. So the last few days one of my primary nibbles is chunks of hard sharp yummy. grinninfoole treated me to a small brick of Gruyere on Thursday and today at the farmers' market the lady at the Chase Hill Dairy Farm stand gave me the remainder sample chunk of her sold out Queso Veijo, so for right now at least it's an easily indulged craving.
Speaking of which, I did indeed go out to lunch with grinninfoole on Thursday, though considering my digestive issues I opted to have chicken noodle soup instead of Bueno y Sano. I do enjoy our lunch dates, it seems to be a nice check-in/how are we doing for both of us and have some frank discussion about depression, recovery, efforts at being more social/adult/goal oriented and how all that's going for us. Other than my health issues, we both seem to be on an upswing at the same time, which is excellent.
D&D went decently on Thursday night; after a group consensus that combat and general gameplay needed to be tightened, I think overall we all did better. Apparently putting a chart down on my combat cheat sheet listing all my dice roll values helped me a lot - a fair amount of what slows me down during game, believe it or not, is trying to figure out what 17+26-4 is. We seem to be approaching the end of our campaign, and while I like playing Mare and enjoy the band of characters we've got going, I think I'm in agreement with avalon616 here - epic tier is kinda rough and aspects of it are starting to poke me in the "this is why you never liked endgame raiding in WoW either" place. Starting to. They haven't quite gotten there yet. We'll see how we progress.
Work is actually pretty good now that back to school rush is over and the work study minions are starting to know what they're doing. The bad part is that my layout's been accepted so now I'm on the profoundly unfun bit of website design where I have to translate pretty shit in photoshop into CSS. Eugh. And I still have Other job stuff to do so if I can find a bit of time to work on that this weekend, next week should be nice, money wise.

Oh and yesterday (well actually today, but never mind) was my boss's birthday. Apparently most of a slice of red velvet cake doesn't disagree with me either, go figure. ITS does not scrimp on the baked goods, seeing as besides the red velvet there was this cake called "to die for" that looked too much like diabetes on a plate to even want to get near, but damn. Also ITS has a fair amount of Polish folks. There was a rousing chorus of "Sto Lat" as the cakes were getting cut.
Kiddos are here, and for the most part, behaving themselves. Kidzilla's missing front tooth is ridiculously cute when she giggles:

See? Oh here, since Lil'Beast decided to butt into the picture taking have a bonus.

We had a nice visit this morning from their grandparents (chirping_monkey's side) who dropped off a kitchen playset for them. Lil'Beast kept coming down the stairs and serving us invisible cakes. These are the moments that keep me from eating him, I swear.

Every so often I have an "AAAAH TOO FAST STOP GROWING" with them. Between Kidzilla's facial window, having to raise her bike seat this afternoon, and the fact that Lil'beast is now too big for his PJs, tricycle and almost his sandals... yeah. They've both changed so much in the two years I've been regularly part of their weekends on this end of MA. And yeah, I realize it's what kids do, lol, come on, I'm still having issues with my nephew being legal to drink and getting tattoos and macking on women cause he tall and cute. Somewhere in the back of my brain he stopped growing around 12 and his siblings and Alejandra all stopped accordingly as well, no matter what their facebook statuses say. One of those things, I guess.
We also managed to make it out to the farmers market, as I mentioned earlier. Came home with ingredients for some ghost pepper chili (which I will not be eating, thank you) and I've been bugging cell23 for two weeks to make potato leek soup, so he got stuff for that too. Noms are afoot. And the kids got maple candy and cheese and cookies so they as usual made out like bandits. I didn't personally get too much this time around, but I'm thinking next week I'll stop by the astarte farms tent, buy up a whole big bag of their end of season tomatoes as well as any I get off Icky and Sticky in the next week or so, plus a few other bits and pieces and try my hand at making an army sized batch of tomato sauce in the crock pot.
New eggs in the cave today! I know I know "you still play that game? lolwut?" yeah yeah shut up.

Yeah, that's kinda life as I know it right now. In a few hours it'll be time for me and some of the crew to head down to Northampton for burlesque, and then tomorrow I think there's apple picking happening since we didn't get to go for Kidzilla's birthday. Definitely creeping on up to Fall... cannot wait...

Current Mood: content

Been reasonably quiet lately for two reasons - 1) work snowballed this week as it does at the end/beginning of every year, so a fair amount of time is me doing work and freaking out about said work. 2) I've honestly felt like hairy sweaty goat balls since Christmas with what seems like alternating 2 days of being reasonably okay and 2 days of pretty much camping out no less than 15 feet from a bathroom. Crohns is superfuntimes, y'all. Going with that is me being sluggish and tired and cranky and sore, so I'm kinda out of it most of the time. C'est ma vie, maintenant.

Anyway, long story short, I'm not up to my usual bubbly "everything is interesting and cool and I must share it now with everyone" mode. My head feels like concrete and all i really want to do is dive under the covers and nap until I feel better. Or at least until food stops regarding my GI tract as the premium slip n slide at the water park with the three hour line and camps out in there long enough to do me some actual good.

Plus I don't know. I think after years of overexposure I'm finally bored/burned out/disgusted with the internet/social networking and just want to turn my computer off and hide right now. Alas, I'm kinda forcing myself to stay in front of EPEEN long enough to get work crap done so I actually have money for a change. What seems to be helping this is finding a motherlode of MST3K episodes on Netflix, so I've had those on in the background a lot while I attempt to do productive things during the day. We all have our ways of keeping sane, eh?

So, yeah... I'm still here. I just don't really have anything exciting/significant/notable/real to say other than Life Continues Apace. I guess when I do, I'll be back.

Just as an aside note and a heads up, I'm toying with the idea of taking my LJ friends only soon. Clutch the pearls, I think I'm developing a sense of discretion in my old age...

Current Mood: listless

Current Mood: listless

On searching for really specific images:

Chances you will find an image of the Earth, with the sun peeking out from one side and being orbited by a satellite: surprisingly small.

Chances you will find an image of three goats, Hans Landa, some dude in a plush pteredactyl suit and a provocatively posed and alarmingly young-looking schoolgirl: pretty good.

This post brought to you by a fruitless search for stock photography at work.

Current Mood: bemusedly exasperated

Current Mood: bemusedly exasperated

I've been feeling very much like Strong Bad lately with regard to what I do for a living, and also for fun/friends on the side (albeit with a flakealicious time-delay). I specifically refer to the TROGDOR edition of the Strong Bad emails, where, in teaching everyone how to draw Trogdor he keeps yelling "CONSUMMATE Vs! I SAID CONSUMMATE!" Swap out "Consummate Vs" for "Subtle Gradients" and you've pretty much summed up my entrenchment in current web development trends. I SAID SUBTLE. LIKE YOU HAVE TO STARE AT THE BUTTON FOR FIVE MINUTES TO REALLY TELL IF THERE'S ACTUALLY A GRADIENT THERE OR NOT. It's not like I dislike gradients, but they are getting up there with decorating your entire geocities site in animated gifs 12 years ago: they're fucking everywhere, and in almost every element of a site these days. I completely and totally blame Apple for this.

Also? It should not be this hard to find a working, up to date PHP script that will parse and spit out an XML RSS feed. I mean, come on, really? lolsigh, I really have to get out of the development game. Just not sure what else I can/want to do at this point.

Bells was good last night; the Carol is coming together, even if I still screw up a few of the quicker runs in it. Also the new piece we have is... interesting. Lots of actual Ringing Technique in it, like tower swings and table damps and what have you. And syncopation. eek. I'm playing smaller bells for it, which I have to admit is a nice change. I'm a total size queen with bells usually, but even picking up the X₄'s tires me out after a while, and they're by no means the biggest I've handled. (I think the Smith choir went down one more octave.) Still, big bells are heavy. X₆'s are a nice break. Course I have to remember now that they don't take quite as much force to ring. Much like me and modern car doors, I suppose - growing up learning to put my entire weight behind what felt like two ton Cadillac sedan doors circa 1983, it's kinda no wonder that I still slam the fuck out of car doors if I'm not careful about it. Ugh, that goddamn car, lol. Anyway, practice was good, if cold (the church's heat is out of commission while they work on the oil tanks), and when I got home, there was pizza waiting for me. Nom.

Wow, the beginning of that last paragraph is stupid easy to misread.

Today: LISTS OF DOOM. News at 11.