Happy birthday to techempage!
Happy early birthday to karnythia, dabroots, and kenakeri, who advance a year over the weekend!
State of the 'Song
Ankle is the same. But I've had two full nights of sleep in a row, which is helping on other fronts.
Why I Can't Get Behind Dan Savage's "It Gets Better" Project
Because he's a victim-blaming asshole. (I'm with LC here. Warning: the comments to LC's post are moron-infested.)
Support the We Got Your Back Project instead!
* Poem of the day.
* Willow Smith's debut video. This is what you get when you don't oversexualize little girls in music videos, and it's lots of fun.
* Weirdest "sexy" costumes. I do not know why they did not include Sexy Chewbacca. But I actually want the Arisia costume. To wear to Arisia. Because meta. EDIT: You guys. This site. Sexy George Washington. WHUT.
* There's a response on the Apex blog. My instinct here is "yeah, still not understanding the problem," but I do not have the time and energy to unpack it for people who aren't getting it; already I have to write a response to that damn Dan Savage thing for the BARCC blog, and that's eating my headspace.
* Random question - do any of you have access to Neurologic Clinics Magazine? Because I want to read the epilepsy issue, but I don't want to subscribe. (Why can I not just buy a single issue? Grr.)
Experiments performed with the exotic nucleus tin-101, which has a single neutron orbiting tin-100's closed shell of 50 protons and 50 neutrons, indicate an unexpected reversal in the ordering of lowest states in the nucleus. The finding appears to violate a standard scenario offered by the nuclear shell model that has been the cornerstone for understanding the atomic nucleus for more than half a century.
Wearing: Jeans, heathery green sweater, sacred heart knee-high socks, ankle brace.
Reading: I Shall Wear Midnight by Terry Pratchett and Denial: A Memoir of Terror by Jessica Stern, our keynote speaker at BARCC's Champions for Change Gala, which is next week and damn I need to get my dress taken in and I am running out of time. Cryoburn by Lois McMaster Bujold is sitting next to my computer whispering "Reeead meeee..."
Writing: No chance this week argh.
Knitting: Same shawl and blanket. At least being couchbound means I'll get more knitting and reading done.
Planning: Well, the ankle has thrown my plans a bit sideways.
Today: Work, home, rest. Anniversary dinner at Small Plates. *crosses fingers that she can get from the Harvard Square T station to Small Plates without too much pain*
Tomorrow: The party I was planning on attending involves a lot of stairs, so that may be off the table. I am invited to two separate knitting things, one of which I may go to; maybe then feste_sylvain and I will try to see RED again (the film caught fire last time). Either way, I spend the night with him, yay. :)
Sunday: My actual anniversary! Adam and I have not made official Plans for anything. Beyond tonight's dinner, which is tonight because the restaurant's not open on Sundays.