Scheherazade in Blue Jeans

Administration
Happy birthday to ellen_kushner!

Hello to new readers artsycub, infomagic, and pecunium, and welcome back to returning reader waterowl!

Medical
The usual. EDIT: A bit of wordfuckery.
I'm getting the 48-hour holter heart minotaur put on today, right after work.
And I'm... not under orders from Sir, but under heavy advice from docorion to call my primary care doctor re: the weight thing. He says I've got about ten pounds leeway until he himself would want me on IV fluids for weight gain.

Food Log
For this, I am under orders from Sir. *laugh* ( Collapse )

NaNoWriMo
In accordance with prophecy my general tendency to create an LJ community if ever there's even one person other than me who's doing something... hey! I've made nanofamily for families participating in NaNoWriMo together. shugenja, you should go join. Likewise any others of you who decide to do this with kids.

Elayna and I have created a NaNo LJ for her. It is the most revoltingly adorable thing I have ever seen. It is nanofishie. (I call particular loved ones "fishie". I have - *thinks* - five fishies. Two of them have fur.) I'm sure she'd love encouragement from people once she starts, especially her real-life friends like gwynraven and envoy.

She already knows what she's going to write - the second in her sci-fi mystery series. I'm the one who's hung up on it. I feel like, since this is going to be a family project, I should write something that she'd be allowed to read. Which cuts out a lot. Because I generally have a whole lot of Wrongness in my stories. I could write Alice's story, since that feels like it's going to be young-adult-ish - but since it takes place in Shayara after the series proper ends, I wouldn't be able to show anyone anything! And I like the encouragement. Especially if I'm going to be busting my ass like this, encouragement would be good.

Hm.

AIDS Walk
Thanks, docorion and bjorng!

I'm up to $365. Help me get to my goal of $500! Sponsor me! :)

As noticed by me and verified by my guys...

I basically operate on an energy deficit, a seemingly-permanent (at this time) spoon deficit. I have varying degrees of slightly more or slightly less than nothing, but I force myself through everyday life anyway.

I can only manage this for about a week and a half, two weeks.

At that point, I go into total shutdown, collapse, and my body needs lots and lots of total rest to recharge enough to get just that little more than nothing that I need to go to work the next day.

Which is what happened yesterday. (And if you know me well, apparently you could see it coming for a bit before that.) So. Yesterday, I had my big sleep and my big rest, and now I have a spoon or two; I am at work and must go to the doctor and later to CVS and later than that to the book fair.

I do not have enough spoons. It would take me more than one day to get enough spoons to stock up and be actually functional. But I don't have enough sick time to take more than one day. I may not get paid for all four hours that I took yesterday.

Hopefully identifying the pattern will help, though.

I am so not in the mood for this shit.

"The moment you hold beowabbit up to me as the icon of normal, I have to call bullshit."
--docorion, amused.

* It occurred to me while writing an e-mail just now that this is only the fourth time in my adult life that I've been at anything vaguely resembling this level of stress.

And, hm. #1 (chronologically) wasn't as sustained, and neither #1 or #2 had any physical component, so this and #3... yup. Congrats. Those of you who deal with me on more than a casual LJ level are seeing me at one of the two most utterly upfucked times of my adult life.

Must say, I'm handling this quite a lot better than I handled #3 - but, then, I'm not as brainfogged now as I was then.

I'm actually doing better today. Onward and upward.

* There are few things that can lift one's mood like being cornered in the hallway by one's daughter's Gifted teacher to be told how smart one's daughter is. In addition to everything else, there was apparently a science test that she gave just to sort of poke at the kids... and Elayna got every question right.

"Well, she loves science!"

"Science is her gift," the teacher said.

I asked her about this test in the car. She barely remembered it - but said she's pretty sure it was one where she had to identify monocotyledons and dicotyledons.

* Monocotyledon is a fun word to say.

* Tomorrow is the last day to accept nominations for the 8 Hunks of Hanukkah! Aaand then I have to work up the energy to do stuff re: that. Yes.