June 14th, 2005

Writing - XanaDuMalion

Tew's Day

Happy birthday to rubberella!

Hello to new readers _arys_ and jasra!

Exhaustion + nausea, as usual. Headache present and accounted for. Ach, I forgot to mention: Doc says to take the Naproxen twice a day whether the headache's there or not for two weeks, to prevent rebound headaches. And she recommends that I take riboflavin and magnesium to ward 'em off in the future. Heh. I walked out of there with two sample pill-packs and four prescriptions. Go me?

Was physically agitated a little last night, but I'm loathe to blame that on the Zonegran, as it's the first night; we'll see if it happens again. The good thing about the Zonegran is that I only have to take it once a day.

Movie Impressions
Adam and I got four free movie rental cards, expiring tomorrow, is why we've been seeing so many movies lately. So.

Garden State: Overrated masturbatory pretentious crap.
Donnie Darko: Oooh. This I like. I'm sure I'd've liked it more had we not been interrupted by the phone thrice. We watched the Director's Cut... Adam says that all mention of the book was sliced out of the theatrical version, which puzzles me, as it all seems to really hinge on the book.
Team America: We were disappointed, actually. This is the first Matt & Trey thing that's disappointed us (I'm likely showing museumfreak Orgazmo today). Musical sequences were a lot of fun - I couldn't get the Montage song out of my head! But otherwise... I was kinda bored. I feel like I need to watch Orgazmo or the South Park movie to remind me of how funny these guys can be.

I may rent Stepford Wives today, which I know is going to suck - but - Nicole Kidman, in dresses I will want to own. And it's free. I would not spend money on it. But it's free.

Yes. For all of my girlification... I have a special love for dresses of the 1940s and early 1950s. Think Little Shop of Horrors and Far From Heaven.

I'm a throwback. I want to wear those dresses and be a stay-at-home mom. In Boston, I will have cookies waiting at the table for Elayna and her little friends when they come come from school. (Yes, Adam, docorion, and beowabbit, I'll make them save some for you!)

This is an exception from the girlification thing, and I don't know why. Maybe it's like wearing a costume, being in drag. I dunno. I'm a weird kid.

Mail Call
Books from penmage, postcard from rosefox, and painting from shimmerjemmy - painting which is even more beautiful in person. May you all know someday how wonderful it feels to inspire someone...

Comic Orders!
I've got PayPal from 23 of you so far; I haven't counted up the money-order people yet. I'll make the list later. Over half of you want my autograph. To quote Sam the Eagle, "you are all weird."

Click here to order Shooting Star #6!
  • Current Music
    "Step It Out Mary", Boiled in Lead
Bondage Ranger - sinfest


Me: So my neuro says there's this new drug that's just been approved as an adjunct treatment for partial seizures, and that's what they'll try me on next if Zonegran doesn't work. You're going to love the name.
docorion: What's the name?
Me, giggling: Lyrica.
docorion: Oh, man. That was made for you!
Me: Yes. Yes, it was.
docorion, getting all typy: Huh. The prescribing information isn't available yet. I'm going to sign up to learn more when available.
Me: Groovy.
docorion: Let's see, what am I.... general practitioner, neurologist, pain management specialist...
Me, attempting a verbal leer: Well, you manage my pain.

I love momentarily knocking my Dom speechless. :)
Boondock/can't believe


A/C is leaky.

Which means visit from A/C people and landlady "after 1:00" today.

Which means I have to clean clean clean until I collapse so the landlady doesn't freak out at the state of the house. She saw the basement office/utility room yesterday, which is pretty bad - most of the mess is the comics project, though, and Adam told her that we were On An Organizing Project there. And the utility room is pretty much okay, just needs straightening up. But I should clean up the rest of the office pretty significantly. Which I've been needing to do for a while, really; this just gives me the impetus.

My big fear is that the landlady will want to wander through the upstairs... which is not heinous, but is REALLY messy. So. Downstairs first, then upstairs til I collapse.

Adding to the PITA factor: since my computer's downstairs, I won't be able to write while they're here, as she'll no doubt be peering over my shoulder. Grr. Not that I don't have other stuff I could be doing, but dammit, I wanted to write. And yes, I can write longhand, but the specific type of thing I wanted to write ("portrait" of Alanna for aaronace) tends to flow way better when typed.

So. Aagh.

I want to go home and get started NOW, before work drains off any more of my limited energy...

EDIT: For the record, sweeping up dust/cobweb combos = Teh Suck. Especially when you're scared of spiders. I got three of the little buggers, though.... carried my penguin notepad in my back pocket and SMACKED 'em soon as I saw 'em skitter. SMACK - peel off sheet - discard sheet. Much better method than shoestomping, I think.

Also have now covered up the copy of Screw the Roses, Send Me the Thorns that was sitting in plain view, because that's a conversation I don't want to have.

So. Downstairs is now presentable. I will make upstairs presentable, then work on really cleaning this office, because I really do want my desk clean.
  • Current Mood
    annoyed annoyed


*cleans heavily*
*looks at clock*
*cleans some more*
*uses last spoon*
*sighs mournfully*
*calls husband*
*calls to make mammogram and followup neurologist appointments*
*looks at clock again*





*gets visit from landlady*
*finds out about another A/C related problem*
*primal screams*
*gets call from museumfreak*
*rejoices, because museumfreak will come keep her awake*
  • Current Mood
    exhausted exhausted
Short Chick - khaosworks


That repairman almost just felt the back of my hand.

You have NO idea how much self-control I had to exercise.

EDIT: Bitchslap, people. Bitchslap.
  • Current Mood
    infuriated infuriated