July 29th, 2009


Odin's Day

Impaired sleep again last night; that's two nights in a row, and means I'll be napping after morning posts.

If you won an auction, you do have to register to sponsor me through Blogathon.org, and you have to do it by Friday. Auctions are unusual for Blogathon, and to ward off any sign of impropriety, I really do have to do things by the book. Well, the book that we're writing as we're doing it. I've had a few people ask if they can just give me the money, and no, I can't be touching it.

Here's that link.

Blogathon.org will send you a link to send your money to BARCC... probably this weekend, since sponsorships close Friday. Tell me when you get it? I like to keep track of these things.

Free Will Astrology
Uncle Rob says: "Internet addiction has risen to epidemic proportions in China. In early 2009, psychologists in Shandong province began offering an alleged cure that involved the use of electro-shock therapy. Parents of 3,000 young people paid Dr. Yang Yongxin and his team over $800 a month to hook their anesthetized teens up to machines that sent electricity through their brains to induce artificial seizures. After four months, the Chinese government intervened and halted the treatment, noting that there was no evidence it worked. This practice might sound comically barbaric to you, but I think it has a certain resemblance to the way you have been dealing with your own flaws and excesses: with inordinate force. In the coming weeks, I really think it's important not to punish yourself for any reason, Pisces, even if it's in a supposedly good cause. The lesson of the Chinese experiment is: not only is it overkill, it also doesn't even have the desired effect. "

Problem I've never really had before: having to decide how much yarn/which yarn/which needles to take on a trip.

I can see where the "twists" are fairly predictable, but it's the acting that does it for me anyway, and that was superb. Goo movie. :)

Link Soup
* How to make a D12 bag. And a d20.
* Meet Cybraphon - the autonomous emotional robot band.
* I love this page of Finder.
* The <href="http://jezebel.com/5323965/sorry-ladies-the-peter-pan-guy-is-off-the-market">Peter Pan guy got married</a>!

Daily Science
A look inside an extrasolar planet.

Oh, man, I am *exhausted*. So I am going to nap. There's be a "one song" post when I wake up, and then I need to get to work on a story that I have the idea for, but I'm still poking at the execution; I am hoping for an experience like "Valentines", where I write the first sentence and then the story just comes out, just like it ought to look. I can hope. It's happened before. And I have been very good and deserve it.

But for now, sleep.

One Song

I'm gonna cheat, because I'm linking to two more songs.

So last week? thegreenyear shared Storm Large's awesome video for "Eight Miles Wide" (NSFW, but brilliant!) on Facebook. I had a "Why did no one in Portland tell me about this person who has apparently been around for years? You have failed me!" moment.

And I clicked on "related videos", and discovered "Ladylike", and dude! Downloaded. Listened obsessively. Went back and downloaded tons of stuff.

Which is how I discovered my new favorite song, which I had to play three times on the way home last night because it makes me so bouncy.

"Under You".

So much love!

And I listen, and it brings to mind old lovers I never stopped loving, just transitioning from Relationship into playful friendship (and sometimes more); it reminds me of the way Layne held me and of B. singing as he drove and otherAdam's sly grin, and I am so lucky, because all that love never went away, it just transmuted. There doesn't have to be a villain and a victim. Sometimes it's two people who love each other but aren't meant to be life partners. And sometimes you find yourself in that person's bed again, but with no pressure, and lots of laughing (but no pointing!), and the comfort that comes with being old lovers and dear friends.

And so I hear this, and I dance to this, and I see your eyes, hear your laugh, and I could love you always, and I will love you always.

Switching gears:

It also reminds me of Jessa. Because when she and Seth break up, she takes a deep breath and she books it out of town, gets a convertible and just drives. And oh, man, is this a driving song!

She has a wander and sorts herself out; she sees the country outside of Shayara, and ends up at the Sanctuary for a little while and takes a lover, and she goes home to Shayara eventually - and she and Seth ease their way back into being best friends, and the rest of her life is pretty damn happy, if shorter than it ought to be.

Switching gears:

And like I said, it's a driving song. And I might get to go on a road trip soon. And we will be goofy and sing and get our hair all tangled up with the windows down.

And I'm lucky.

What's your song today?

In other "whee!" news...

feste_sylvain had been concerned about my change from Lyrica to Gabitril; he remembers what I've said about the horrible changes I usually go through when I change anti-seizure meds - double vision, trouble walking... I lost the ability to read for a while on one med! And I've been on Lyrica the whole time he's known me. His fear, he said, was that "you wouldn't be you anymore."

But he is delighted. "You're still you," he says, "but more so!" He also says he can tell that my brain is working faster. :)

And - I'm loving watching him watch me, because he gets this wonderful "you're so much more you!" grin on his face.
Katchoo - Terry Moore

Before I go spending money on things...

Anyone local have a stand fan or window fan they're not using, that I can barter for?

Adam has a window fan; Elayna has a clip-on bedside table fan and a stand fan. Me? I have the prayer for a breeze. And heat-related asthma. So I'm once again on the couch, on the less-stuffy lower floor. With the actual AC unit.

But I would like to sleep in my bed with my husband, you know?

Very much looking forward to August. Because in Florida? Houses have central air.