September 22nd, 2010

Hearth

Odin's Day

State of the 'Song
Robaxin hypothesis is proven, and I sigh. But still. Catching up on sleep is a Good Thing.

StrowlerCon!
Now has supporting memberships and scholarships for tickets and lodging! If you can't make it, but want to support this awesome event, here's your chance! More about StrowlerCon later.

Clothing Swap
For the next clothing swap: do it to support local domestic violence shelters! (I can't host - my living room is too small. tamidon's willing to host - are y'all willing to go beyond 128?)


Hee!
The .DOC file of J. Alfred Prufrock.

Again, busy all day yesterday, so no link soup.

Daily Science
Titan, one of Saturn's moons, is the only moon in the solar system with an atmosphere -- ten times denser than the atmosphere of Earth. Five years ago, the Cassini-Huygens mission to Saturn, a collaboration between the European Space Agency and NASA, sent a probe through Titan's atmosphere, revealing that Titan is home to a landscape that includes hills, valleys and most notably lakes. A researcher involved with the mission, Prof. Akiva Bar-Nun of Tel Aviv University's Department of Geophysics and Planetary Sciences, has now determined the composition of these lakes. Taking into account the chemical components of Titan's atmosphere, he has demonstrated that the lakes are not composed of water but contain liquid hydrocarbons like ethane and methane, which are also found in oil and gas wells on Earth.

Plans
Work, with a Very Important Meeting and decisions to be made about who gets into the next volunteer training. Then haircut. Yes, I am losing a few inches; no, I am not getting a pixie bob. Just evening my hair out as new growth catches up. Tonight I have date with sindrian.
Hearth

hairshock, plus

I - I got my hairs cut, you guys.

Because I lost half my hair last year, it is slowly growing out and filling out, and every so often I take a deep breath and get a couple inches off to help it look sort of level as it grows back. Last week I noticed that I have a lot of thick curly healthy hair almost to my shoulders, and then the thin fried stuff. So. Hair appointment.

Stylist says "Are you okay with losing a few inches?"

Deep breath. Feel down healthy hair to fried hair, mark the end of the healthy hair with my fingers. "Yep. That."

So yeah, I have shoulder-length hair now. A little longer in the back because layers. But yes. I am shaking my head and feeling the hair not being there and Elayna is mocking my pain.

"Elayna. I look like a grownup."

"Yes, Mother."

"But. Elayna. I am not a grownup."

"I know, Mother."

Ufft.

It's better than the pain of a thousand cuts of little trims. This way I don't have to re-get-used-to incrementally shorter hair. I just have to deal with this, and when it's over that will mean I have my hair again.

Stylist confirms that it is totally growing in blonde, and the ?!? is unanimous.

On my way home, I passed my eye doctor and decided to be a fucking grownup and schedule my visual field test. They actually had no appointments just then, so I got seen right away. They've changed the test - instead of flashing lights, now it's wavy lines. Went through my right eye pretty quickly, but my left eye was problematic. I wasn't blinking enough, the lines were far less distinct... he ran me through it five times, til I was getting a bunch of false positives. "The whole world is wavy lines now," I lamented. Nyargh. There is one part of my visual field that I was consistently not registering, so I'll be back in a few months and we'll keep a close watch on it; with my eye pressure and corneal thickness, we're pretty much just waiting for the glaucoma to show up.

Why I resent medical stuff so much: because I will always be back in a few months. Opthalmology, rheumatology, neurology, mammography. I have a cardiologist and a pulmonologist. And on average, every six months for most of them. My neurologist and rheumatologist like to see me every two months. It is exhausting just to keep up with this shit. Which explains why I was several months late getting the visual field test and was growling in my head as I walked in, even though I like my opthalmologist. Because sometimes I just want a whole month of no doctors.

Grump. I will go schedule my October mammogram now, since I'm already in this mood.