blissmorgan: (good morning)

So, I am writing today's entry using the voice dictation capability found in a Google doc. I did not know that this was a thing, until I was posting on Facebook about what had happened to my hand and one of my friends said something about installing voice-to-text software on my computer I replied how great that would be and they messaged me privately to tell me how to activate the voice to text capability in Google Docs.

It has its ups and downs. It is really nice to be able to just talk clearly to my computer and see the words appearing on the screen in the way that I had dreamed of being able to do some 20 and 25 years ago when this sort of Technology was still either just a Daydream, or in process but extremely expensive to procure. And now, here it is. On my computer, for free, no big deal, just open the thing and turn it on and Away you go.

It has some Oddity to it in terms of what it decides to capitalize. I haven't exactly figured out what it's criteria are for when to capitalize a word in the middle of a sentence. Capitalizing Google Docs makes sense, of course - it is the name of the service I am using to create this text. However, technology daydream and Oddity as well as away are all just regular words and I'm not sure if they got capitalize due to Something in the way the program works or if it has something to do with my tone of voice ellipsis I just haven't figured it out yet.

It's weird trying to figure out what punctuation this can handle. Obviously, it handles commas and periods without a problem - it also inserts hyphens where I want them to. It's interesting to see that somehow my use of the names of those particular punctuation worked in such a way - maybe from the way I said it? - that for the purposes of that sentence I was able to talk about them in words as opposed to having them inserted. I haven't been able to get it to use quotation marks yet, and I don't know how to make it do a carriage return or how to backspace or delete a word or words. However, these are relatively minor quibbles that I still yet met figure out, and until then I am content to use the keyboard at least a little bit to make it happen.

For now, I am going to leave all this as written, with the odd capitalization and with whatever incorrect words the service has put in in place of my own words I I am wondering if it is learning software. That is, I am wondering if, the more I use it, the more it will train translating properly from my voice into the text what it is that I am actually saying.

for now, this is okay.

Anywho, the spawn are in school and hated, and I am basically ready for work. Showering with one hand is hard, but by the grace of curly hair and a stick of deodorant I have declared myself not in need of a shower today, and got dressed before I came down to get anyone up for school. This means that I have a little more time than usual before I need to go to work, and normally I would sit here, make this post, and then entertain myself for another half hour with personal Pursuits - be they online, physically creative, or both. However with my hand borked, there is not really a lot I can do in terms of creative Pursuits, and I'm getting really tired of sitting on my ass on my computer. Therefore, today I am going to exercise personal responsibility for my vehicle. I am going to stop at the car place down the street from my work, where they took care of my exhaust problem for $150 instead of several thousand dollars a couple months ago, and have them replace the bulb in one of my headlights. This is technically a problem that I could fix myself however I was not feeling super interested in doing it even before this flare up in my hand, and now I am really full of nope about it. I am hitting a point where I in my knowledge of how to do or fix things on my own, and picking certain things that I know on the list and finding it worthwhile to pay for someone else to do on my behalf. Clearly, All Things Considered, having somebody else do this thing for me is worth my money.

It is nice having enough money that paying someone else to do a relatively small vehicular repair for me is actually an option that does not require re juggling my entire budget for the next 3 months.

In other money-related news I got the texts yesterday from TurboTax that both my federal and my state return have been accepted by their respective agencies, and so now I am on deposit watch, waiting to see each of those drop in. I decided to throw them both directly into my savings. That is in itself kind of a weird feeling for me - not only is this the first time in basically a decade when I actually have a tax return that I needed to even do at all, but this is the first time I can remember ever where I have gotten a tax return and had not already mentally spent it on something - anyting - before it even showed up in my bank account. Not that it was very much in my early and mid-twenties, mind you. Those returns were always very small enough for a nice lunch and perhaps a pair of shoes, something like that. In my later twenties when I was married and filing with my husband our returns were bigger, and those returns always ended up going into bigger purchases such as a dining room set a living room set bunk beds for the children dot-dot-dot guitars... That kind of thing.

I really like being able to build up a savings, you guys. It's like every deposit I put in that account is rapping a sick blanket around the head of some tiny awful person who has always been in the back of my head screaming, and I don't think they'll ever stop screaming and I don't think they'll go away, but I don't have to hear them constantly all the time at least not right now. is this what people mean when they talk about finding peace? Maybe. I think this is what people mean when they argue that yes, money can, in fact, buy happiness. money buying happiness doesn't mean purchasing things. Money buying happiness means having enough to know that when things go wrong, it isn't going to ruin your entire life.

I just want you to know that this voice-to-text thing does not in fact translate sniffling noises into any kind of text, so that's cool.

I am still waiting for the ibuprofen to kick in this morning, but that is neither here nor there in terms of getting things done. I am going to go do the needful thing now, and then get myself to work, where I will continue to do my darndest to learn how to write left-handed. Happily, it is mostly just numbers plus a few brief letters that I really need to be able to write, so I think I am slowly improving bit by bit just through repetition. it would be a lot worse if I were supposed to be writing entire contiguous sentences.

Hello blisstopia.

blissmorgan: (good morning)
Probably the best non-prank prank this year was that when I got home from work on Monday, Eldest Spawn came out of his room and told me he had gotten an out of school suspension. His brother was finishing up serving an in-school suspension that very day. My face fell, and my brows drew, and I got as far as "...WHAT?!?!" before the lad started laughing.

I drove Youngest Spawn to school the next morning and we had an on-boarding meeting to discuss the incident of the previous week, nail down stuff for moving forward, and send him off to class. I had a nice chat with the vice principal (who at this point I feel like i know all too well, le sigh), and then headed off to work.

I was JUST about to clock in when I got a call from the school that there had been another incident and that I needed to come back to pick Youngest up and take him home to start his actual out of school suspension.

Very funny, Universe. Very funny.

He was introduced to the wonderful world of This Is Not A Vacation by taking a trip to IKEA with me for shelves. We built them, cleared the mound of junk and useless bins out of the back corner of his room, and put them up. With them confiscated, his task while home alone all day was to work on organizing and sorting his things onto the shelves. He got about as much done as I expected, which wasn't a lot, but he did spend the brain time on figuring out which shelf would best be used for what items. When I got home I rallied him, and we managed to clear everything back off his bed, much of it onto the shelves, so he had somewhere to sleep.

Other stuff has been going on, most of which I cannot publicly discuss. Some of this stuff has me reevaluating why it is that whenever someone is talking to a group of people about a thing that shouldn't be getting done (or something that should be) I always tend to take it as a censure or instruction specific to me. Relievingly, I was told forthrightly after the fact that nothing I was (or wasn't) doing was the issue.

I met online with one of my authors last week to catch up, and circled back around for a progress check on their novel today. I got to send them a message letting them know how much I'm enjoying what they're doing, and hit some clear themes and callbacks to stuff earlier in the overall work, so that felt pretty great. I like being able to tell an author, "Yes, I Understood That Reference and it's all working and carry on yes good GO GO GO."

Tonight I need to talk to the Spawnfather about the kids' upcoming vacation week. I have the opportunity to take some vacation time to travel, but really only if I take the vacation time for the first half of the week because the second half is already claimed by some people. We'll see if that'll work out at all.

This morning I finished and sent off my tax return. It's funny because I've had it done since the third week of January and I've been sitting on it for what turns out to be no dang reason; I thought the finishing part of it was going to be more complex than it has turned out to be. 

G+ is closed. I should probably delete the app from my phone, huh?

Hello, Blisstopia. <3
blissmorgan: (good morning)
 Things are coming to a close over at the Googleyplus; last night I did my last Drunkblog there, with a watch of Avengers: Infinity War. It was pretty much as dissatisfying as one would expect, ending the way that it does, but it was rather a weird little relief to actually watch the outcome of the much-discussed Snap. I am looking forward to the next one a little, just to see what it is that Doctor Strange must have (fore)seen.

Looking forward to things is more of a theme here lately. I'm mildly more social this year. I've got an income. I'm able to make plans, even travel plans a little bit.

I feel like this post wants to be a bigger thing, but I'm not quite there with the wordsing yet. I have some coffee to drink, and a tentacle monster porn noveldraft to (re)read before I have a meeting with its author this afternoon.

I suppose the point of this post is just to reaffirm that I'm here and okay and things are good, and hello my dears.
blissmorgan: (good morning)
I've spent some time earlier this week and this morning learning all about Massachusetts' Motor Vehicle Excise tax, as well as excise tax in general. I hit the age of majority in NY and spent the entirety of my 20s living there, and when my marriage went womp-womp and I moved back in with my folks and couldn't get a regular job that still allowed me to be available to parent my Spawn, my parents took care of a lot of stuff on my behalf - up to and including the excise tax on my vehicle. Finally, FINALLY, I am employed and dealing with paying for my own shit the way I wish I could have been doing all along, and so I wanted to find out what I could about this tax I had never heard of when I was living in NY. I learned quite a bit, actually, including the fact that although here in MA people talk about "the excise tax" like it's just this one tax levied on our vehicles, excise taxes are actually built in on a number of goods and activities. I'm still mildly unclear on precisely how it differs from a sales tax really, but I do like that at least the excise tax on vehicles in MA is collected by the town and goes into the general fund for unrestricted use; it's sort of like an emergency fund for my immediate community.

It's Friday, it's My Day! Off, that is. It's one of those days where it feels like I'm running out of time and I look at the clock to discover that mere minutes have ticked by.

I intend to use my time wisely today, which means that I have started a load of laundry, have a roleplaying post to finish and put up for an RP partner, and am going to rescue a project off the pair of knitting needles I accidentally snapped before then trying out my umbrella swift for the first time. I'll probably watch some visual media, too. I'm torn between continuing Community, continuing The Librarians, or diving into Umbrella Academy. I'll decide when my ass is in the chair, I suppose.

I've also got two pen pal letters to which I need respond, and... ::squints at screen:: ....probably upward of fifty open tabs right now, so expect a Linkdump at some point today or tomorrow.

I think I'll also go make that post on the Ploos that I've been avoiding, letting everyone know where to find me elsenet and under what names. And then maybe daydrink a martini or something so that I don't have to feel all those feels too sharply.

Hello, Blisstopia. <3
blissmorgan: (good mornthing)
It occurred to me that it was getting mildly difficult to track which mornthing post people were commenting on, when checking notifications in my inbox, so I'm trying out a date tag in the subject/headline box to see if that helps me keep things all straightened out.

Birthday time for the lad yesterday was a Huge Success! There was only one thing-present for him, because snowstorm wonked my shopping-with-siblings plans, but it was a thoughtful gift that he very much liked, which is the kind of gift he liked. For post-cake evening plans he had the option of several activities, most of which were solo-with-mom things, but he opted for the whole family to go to the arcade. We all had a blast playing things, and everybody gave him their tickets.

SALM in particular is quite skilled at hitting the jackpot on certain ticket-bearing games, so this was really quite excellent for the boy.
Youngest Spawn with his birthday ticket stash 

Today is payday, and I have blown through all of the bill-paying I need to do this cycle, AND socked money into Savings, AND....still have money left over? WHAT SORCERY is THIS?! I've heard that being poor for a long time can lead to one's spending habits generally going one of two ways, one being that when you get a sum of monies in hand you spend it right away one things that will stick around before the money vanishes, or you turn downright miserly with it. I think I am largely having a tendency to the latter, with brief little bouts of the former.

Although I still haven't picked out a fountain pen.

I have such a complicated and perhaps not completely healthy relationship with my own finances. There's probably a post about that at some point.

But now: WORK, Long Day edition. 10 hours. much productive. very capitalism. wow.

Hello, Blisstopia! <3

blissmorgan: (good mornthing)
I totally meant to have a big rambly post this morning, and spent all that time replying to comments instead. Sorrynotsorry.

Youngest Spawn turns 12 today. It's been a good day so far. I made chocolate chip pancakes, and we listened to There's A Cat Licking Your Birthday Cake. Here, you listen too:

 I skipped showering in favor of birthday breakfast, and I have fifteen minutes to get dressed and try to make my hair work-acceptable.

blissmorgan: (good morning)
Good lord, I haven't posted in two weeks. That was a heck of a turtling.

I've been dealing with a lot of free-floating anxiety. Or rather, I haven't been dealing with it. I've not been talking with people, I've been drinking an inappropriate amount of wine, and I have let all the housekeeping slide to the point where pretty much everyone is uncomfortable.

Today is my day off. I got all the Spawn up and fed and out the door for enschoolenation, did some tidying in the kitchen (I can see the countertop again, yay!), loaded and started the dishwasher, and started a load of laundry while my coffee steeped. Then I granted myself the length of one episode of The Librarians to come to the living room and Just Sit - although in that time I have also reset my password here (forgot? What? Weird.), done some crocheting, and worked with someone via text to finally get savings accounts set up for the lad.

I am bad at Not Doing once I reach my breaking point, apparently. Or my Not Doing is just....busy.

To Do before I allow myself to start another episode of TL:
  • move laundry from washer to dryer
  • start next washload
  • clean the garbage out of the living room
  • pick up the CDs that are on the floor
  • put all the couch cushions back where they belong
  • move one (1) lounge chair so the two form sort of an L-couch shape, which didn't work last time I tried it but last time we didn't have a rug to keep things from sliding
  • move the drawer fronts for J's bureau, and the plastic I have under them, to a part of the room where I can comfortably paint them while watching the next episode. 
Stay tuned for further exciting Bribing Myself With TeeVee developments, including folding laundry and making a trip to the post office!

Hello errybuggy. You doing okay? Making it through the midwinter blaughs?

blissmorgan: (good mornthing)
I'm having some leftover feels from Valentines/Galentines day, mostly surrounding the fact that I moved away from where I built my meatspace friends network almost a decade ago, and their lives have moved on, and I have not built much of a new network in the here. Not that I wish to replace those relationships, but I need somebodies who are close to me to spend time with, to support and be supported by, to have a life that is something other than just me and a selection of little glowing screens.

The obvious answer is to poke the fine folks who ARE local to me and do the making of concrete plans. I did it in December AND January, and I need to keep it up despite the fact that my most recent attempt fell through.

Today is Boomerang Celebration; SALM was in NJ with his mom for a few days and only just came back last night. Yesterday was my long day at work. None of this was conducive to schmancy togetherness. Instead we did basic togetherness: we went for an Ingress Drive, picked up chinese food to feed the family, and watched an episode of Z Nation before we each had to go do some Intensive Parenting for two different Spawn.

Today, though! Today he is off work due to dental stuff, and it's my regular day off. He is already in Boston, and I am shortly going to go hop on a train to join him. We're meeting up for hot pot, and then possibly some shenanigans - perhaps going to the Common for a walk. Perhaps not. Whatever we do, it'll be nice because it's some time together. That, I've been realizing, is why yesterday didn't really have much importance/impact. No flowers, no chocolates - no big deal, because we spend time taking care of each other and fostering our individual and shared contentment on the regular. No big gestures required, to know that we are loved.

::sudden topic switch::

I still haven't ordered a fountain/calligraphy pen. I should do that soon. I've gotten two InCoWriMo letters, and I'm going to work on my replies to them on the train.

I'm wearing a perfume called Kathmandu today. I'm trying to work my way through a bunch of the sample vials I've had for a while and haven't touched. The site says is is made of: Saffron, blessed sandalwood, Himalayan cedar and the miraculous lotus of the Buddha with chiuri bark and Nepalese spices. That explains why I am liking it so much; woody and spicy scents tend to sit well with the chemistry of my skin.

Time to get ready to catch my train. I hope you're doing well. Sorry I vanished for a while. Sometimes I go Big Turtle.



3/2/19 18:20
blissmorgan: (ridiculous)
Learn and Connect
TurboTax Refund Estimator
Incowrimo February letter-writing month address exchange. Be my pen pal?

How to hard boil an egg
Psalm 109 has apparently been showing up on bumper stickers and posters recently WRT The Donald...
How to needle tat rings and chains (youtube)

Notes and Quotes
"Girls are not machines you put kindness coins into until sex falls out."
I have no mouth and I must scream, by Harlan Ellison
Ratiocination: 1. The process of exact thinking : reasoning. 2. a reasoned train of thought

I have no mouth and I must scream, the video game on Steam

Menu: Off the Common at the Boston Park Plaza hotel

Pumpkin, a cat I want to go visit to see if they are in fact My Cat waiting for me to adopt them and give them a non-crappy name

"You know, like a liar" 
"Can you describe the ruckus, sir?"
An floatyheart thingum
Then Perish

....this plus the dozen I deleted outright for repetitive or locale-revealing reasons brings me down under 25 tabs. I'm good with that.
blissmorgan: (good mornthing)
I just read this interview a dear acquaintance of mine did with Harlan Ellison, with regard to the video game I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream, patterned after the short story of the same name. For reasons I am still working on parsing out, I cried twice to varying degrees while reading the article. If you have not read the short story before, you can do so here. It is one of those short stories that is perhaps on the long side; I highly recommend it, and am certainly due for a reread of it myself.

I can't quite think enough to put together a long post, this morning. I have a persistent pain my my lower right abdomen (not my appendix, probably - I have had this pain come and go before, and used to think it ovarian cysts, but last time it became unbearable and had it checked out the doctor found no cysts and concluded it was likely referred pain from an IUD knocked out of alignment), and a gentle emotional malaise. Both these things will pass. They always do, eventually.

I learned a new word from Mr. Ellison's interview, and it is this:

Rationcination: 1 : the process of exact thinking : reasoning. 2 : a reasoned train of thought.

I have added this word to my page of Words I Did Not Know in my bullet journal.

To Do:

Finish my red bean moon cake
Pretend I did not find a hair inside said moon cake
Send that letter to that friend
Post that response to that fairy story
Figure out how I'm going to go about doing my tax filing this year - hire a person, maybe?
Add my address to the Incowrimo database again

Are you familiar with Incowrimo? Sending people a snail mail each day in February. If I'm going to get myself a nice new pen for that, I'd better hurry up. 

Hello, Blisstopia. 

Edit: Maybe I should have pressed POST before zooming off to work this morning. Oops. Hi.
blissmorgan: (good morning)
There is something in this house, probably either a board that expands/contracts with changing heat but possibly a pipe, which makes a very particular flappy/clicky noise that hits my brain the way it sounded when my dear departed Serendipity would self-clean and then resettle herself with a shake of her head that made her ears flap against the side of her wee kitty skull. Or perhaps I merely have kitties on the brain; I sorely miss having a little fuzzy roommate.

This morning's enschoolenation went better than I expected, considering I had to get my shower in in the middle of the routine, and I had to chat with Youngest to bring back up the mini-meltdown he had on Friday and set up expectations for making things right. I walked out to the bus stop with the kids, which I do not normally do, so that he could begin with apologizing to his bus driver, at whom he swore on Friday. He also knows to be expecting to get called down to the office to speak with the principal about his behavior, and that while it won't necessarily be comfortable it IS necessary and a consequence of his behavior.

I expect the school will be calling me at some point today, but I hold out hope that the principal will just email me back about what happened.

Today is a day of change for all our routines; SALM is working his way through his Master's degree, one class per semester at a time, and today begins the new semester for him. It's a late class, starting after 7, and he has already begun his routine of doing homework late Sunday afternoon and into the evening, which means I am Point Parent basically from midday Sunday until Tuesday afternoon. We have done this before, and it is quite doable.

Today it is made interesting by the fact of an appointment right after work, so I'm going to ease the transition for the kids by getting food from their favorite pizza place once I'm done with all my grownuppy things.

Other grownuppy things I need to do:
  • Dishes
  • Laundry
  • Clear the table and put down a new tablecloth
  • Taxes, because I am employed now and that's a thing I gotta do, Oh Zod how do I do this
  • Call the doctor that does the prescriptions because apparently a medicine someone needs is on backorder. Till SEPTEMBER. WTF.

Yes really, for more than half a year. The kid's been off the med for three weeks now due to pharmacy kerfluffle, though, and given its likely inaccessibility I am going to ping the doctor about possibly trying an alternative of some kind.
  • Get additional laundry out of living room
  • Build Youngest's bureau
  • Paint the drawerfronts
  • Remove old books from living room, offer them on local Buy Nothing group or something
  • Shelve new books
Rearrange furniture (again)

....this list has gotten really long. It will have to be, I think, a list for this week rather than for tonight. I will hold myself accountable for a minimum of 1-2 things on this list tonight.

Other doings:
  • Write a short story
  • Read a chapter of a thing and circle back with the author
  • Write a response to 2 online RPs

Anyway, here's a selfie because I'm really digging this whole Hair Dryer With Diffuser And Certain Helpful Hair Products thing to let my curly hair actually be itself.

Whoop, it's BOB o'clock. Gotta scoot.

Hello, Blisstopia. <3

blissmorgan: (good morning)
It is a not-so-terrible state of affairs when I find myself having to choose between reading a snail-mail letter from afar while drinking my coffee, or catching up on the comments on my posts. Given the portability of the letter, I opted for the latter.

I'll do the former while on break at work, which is a long day today, and will be capped by taking a drive with SALM to play Ingress (remember Ingress? We only recently got into it.) and to hit the hot tub at the Y for a soak. Except I just remembered that it is Thursday - I think they close it for cleaning on Thursday.

Dangit, I was looking forward to that soak. Perhaps I shall go tomorrow!

Things in the offing:
  • Must update kitchen whiteboard calendar
  • Must add items to my BuJo Calendar (Spawn-to-Dad trips, D&D nights)
  • Must find a mechanic because I have given up on Bosslady giving me the number for hers
  • .....and then schedule my car for repairs
  • Must call the healthcare department and order a replacement card
  • ....and try to find a dentist
  • ....and schedule an appointment to get my mouth dealt with before this cavity becomes an infection 
All for later. Now? To work!

::blows kisses and runs::
blissmorgan: (good morning)
And now: THE  W E A T H E R

....we got hit with the same weirdy NorthEast storm that hit everyone else on Saturday night. I expected to be walking through snow to/from visiting Arisia to hold BarCon and see my folks, but it was more slushy than anything else. Wet snow and slush. Then the temperature plumeted, and Sunday/Monday everything was glazed with ice.

When I say glazed, I mean that I went out to my car a half-hour early, managed to pry open the door, and set it running while chipping away at the 1/4"+ thick ice on my windshield. I got it chipped away enough that I felt comfortable driving to the local Dunks and grabbed breakfast, then stood in their parking lot for another 5 minutes chipping at ice. Another minute or two once I got into work.

My new ice scraper works well, y'all. 

At one point on the way home from work I had to brake hard, and the ice-coated layer of snow I couldn't even chip away at finally released its hold on my roof and slid down my windshield, shattering across the hood and making a bit of a mess in the street. It's the kind of thing I normal struggle with my height restriction over, to get my vehicle clear so that doesn't happen. I just couldn't do it this time - the ice was too thick, and it took my vehicle warming up underneath and the hard power of inertia to clear things off.

Aside from the precipitation, life continues apace. The lads finally had their wellness visits. They were supposed to have them in August, but I bumped it to help cover a shift. Now I actually get, like, personal time from work and shit, which is pretty great. Flu shots were had, plus three others for Youngest. We talked about the possibility of shots beforehand, so he was able to be prepared. He told me he thought he was going to be able to be brave this year, like last year (not like the previous year where he had panic attacks for an hour and I literally had to put him in a full-body hold). He was SO BRAVE. He got a little squirrely when she first started prepping his arm, and I gave him my hands to squeeze. Nurse Linda offered to bring in a second nurse to do the shots two at a time in each arm, but he fierced up and so she went. She's very experienced, and the first shot flashed in and out of his arm he was barely even aware of it. The flue shot was the worst, and therefore the last, and he had an evening and morning of sore arms.

He also had a migraine. I need to go yell at CVS after work today to get his damn meds filled.

Argh, I can no longer ignore the blipping of the Go The Fuck To Work alarm on my phone, because I really do need to get moving. Wish me luck getting out of my driveway, which is a sheet of ice on a tilt away from the street.... :-/

Hello, Blisstopia. <3


19/1/19 09:40
blissmorgan: (plotting)
Are you there? Will you be there? I’m coming tonight. Not to attend the con, necessarily - I will be occupying a table and essentially hosting BarCon. If you’re going to be there this afternoon/evening, LMK and come see me!


18/1/19 07:13
blissmorgan: (shenanigans)
Definition of "confab"
Converting fahrenheit to celsius (It's cold out, y'all)
LMGTFY (Let Me Google That For You)
I'm good at mental math but sometimes I need to rest on the comfy seats of the struggle bus
Fatalities in the 1919 Great Molasses Flood in Boston, MA

Random info and learnings

How to make an Unordered (bulleted) list
HTML references for tagging and whatnots
Wikipedia: G.G. Allin (TW for bloody face in the top image)
Downloadable character sheets for D&D
A step by step guide to D&D character creation (because it doesn't matter that I've been playing D&D since I was 8 - I play infrequently enough that I need my hand held every damn time)
"To A Louse, On Seeing one on a Lady's Bonnet at Church" by Robert Burns (a poem full of lols)
How to download a butt-ton of books that just entered the public domain (I may have posted this previously but still have it open, and hattip to [personal profile] joseph_teller  for the link originally)
D&D Idea: the Perfectly Ordinary Dog (tumblr post)

Oooh, shopping! *clappyhands*
A 5-drawer pine dresser from IKEA, unpainted
Wyrding Studios - amazing wire-wrap jewelry
A collection of scotch-blended chocolates from LA Burdick for Robert Burns' birthday (and mine)

The Residents - God In Three Rooms (full Album)
George Winston - Theme to Grace / Lament (part of a playlist from the music of Vince Guaraldi album)
Aspects of Zibaldone (not technically music, but is a/v - a playlist by [personal profile] joseph_teller of language/culture/philosophy/etc.)

Both is good
Heath Ledger smiling and winking (so pretty. So talented. So sadly gone. :( )
Happy Dance (several)
John Mulaney doing a shoulder-wiggle thang


....surprise! Actual post, if you got this far past the linkdump and didn't just zoom past! If I have lots of infolinks first and then the chatty posty introspection after, does that mean this is like the inverse of the standard recipe blog post structure?

It is Friday, and my day off, but today my day off is not precisely my own. I got 2/3 of the Spawn enschoolenated, of course; the bulk of my day now turns on the axis of the remaining child, Middlest. We are into the city later, to see her orthodontist and get pronouncement on how well her mouth appliance survived the holidays and whether her teeth are still in the right place, and if they are then they will likely remove the appliance and send us off with a scrip to have several teeth removed by her regular dentist so they have room to work with vis-a-vis dental spatial adjustment and straightening.

This is always a fun trip, because we get some fun girl time together (assuming she is not in full tweenager angst mode), ride the trains, grab delicious hotpot, and goof off. There will be the bonus surprise of which she is unaware, that her dad is getting some dental work done this morning and will be meeting us for hotpot lunch. I hope it is a good surprise.

Hm, I wonder if I can convince him to come with us to her appointment and then all drive home together, thereby saving monies on train tickets.

Anyhoo, trains and hotpot and all cost monies that I did not have immediately to hand, so I have to run myself through a shower, go to the bank to deposit a check and take out some monies, and then get the child up and dressed and ready to catch a mid-morning train so we get there in time for Teh Lonch.

Eventually I will be home which point I will be taking Youngest Spawn over to the Home Despot to pick out a little pot of green paint with which to paint the drawerfronts of his new bureau. I also need to dig through my purse and see if I still have the receipt from the purchase, because I bought it on Saturday and less than a week later it went on WICKED IKEA Family sale. I could really use those $50, and it's worth it to go hit up their Customer Service folks for it.

If I wanna stay on track, I better get moving. There will also be grocery shopping tonight to prep against the Weekend Weather. 8-12 inches predicted in my area, y'all. Not really looking forward to it.

Hello, Blisstopia. <3
blissmorgan: (good morning)
It's a short morning before a long day, and I opted to spend it responding to comments and then reading everything on my Reading Page to be caught up, although I didn't make comments there. Tonight, perhaps.

For me, for now, in brief:
  • Resolved, roughly, the relationship wonk mentioned a few days ago. More on that later and filtered.
  • IKEA is weirdly comforting to me. More on that later as well, possibly with pictures.
  • Bullet Journalling:
  • I'm sorta doing the thing?
  • Water and Calorie tracking:
  • These are things I am doing with two separate apps; the water to keep me honest and hydrated, and the calorie just to get an idea of what the heck I'm actually putting into myself and is it Sufficient or Too Much or Not Enough. Since the latter app is, in fact, a weight loss app, I threw a goal in there. I've lost 5lbs this week, even though I feel like I've been eating more. Weird.

    The weatherman keeps threatening snow. It keeps not showing up, but it keeps keeping me in a state of low-grade anxiety. I need new winter boots and keep not buying them. I think I'll get a snow scraper.

    I've spent too much time on this because I had to make the bulleted list happen in HTML. Looking at the preview I did something wrong, and it looks weird. I think my HTML and the automagic HTML tags are fighting. Alas. I leave it, because late.

    Hello, Blisstopia.<3
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    I am in IKEA again
    For the third time inside two months
    I feel like I have spent a bunch
    But the music’s really good, it’s a song I know
    By ELO
    Easier to dance to
    Than silence
    blissmorgan: (good morning)
    It's odd how going to sleep at midnight and waking up shortly after 8 somehow doesn't feel like a full night of rest, even though clearly I was or I'd have not awakened and stayed awake. Perhaps it is because I spent so much of my sleeptime dreaming, and therefore my mind was quite active during its rest period.

    Without getting too deeply into it, I dreamt of lions, and of a demon with a nickname, and of sex that some people might consider problematic because it involved explicit preemptive consent rather than in-the-moment consent. That is, perhaps, something worth setting up a private filter for. Sex and sexuality, the nitty-gritty sexy-wexy that lead to the erotica I write, the trials, tribulations, and triumphs of non-het non-mono relationship lifestyling: let me know if you're interested in being in on that filter.

    ....I've had this post sitting open for almost two hours because when SALM finished cooking breakfast he sat down and we proceeded to have a long conversation about the dangers of sharing personal information on the internet, my long personal and third-party familiarity with those dangers, the way they have morphed over time and differing services (I've outlived several online journaling services; I was on OpenDiary back when it was free. And existed.), and how nowadays one must not only be concerned with individual manipulators using one's own information against you but also corporate and political movers attempting to do so as well. It surprised him how much time and thought I've actually put into all of it; it's not something we've ever really discussed in depth before. Topics ranged from the Livejournal Strikethrough to the Koch brothers, from Ayn Rand to G.G. Allin to Nationalism, Antifa, and Communism.

    It was a long more thinkythoughts than I was expecting this morning, and there are parts where I fucking floundered due to lack of knowledge/information, but it was also damned wonderful. At one point, too, he strongly urged me to look into getting an MS in Library Information Science, because a strong swath of the needs of the positions making use of such a degree include a strong leaning into Information Literacy, something which is of definite interest at large these days and which he sees me having an affinity for. We'll see; for now, I've lodged that as a thing to consider.

    Last night I went and played D&D for the first time in quite a while. My DM lives north of the city, so it is a bit of A Drive getting there and back, but it is so worth it. Apparently two of the other players have been clamoring for me to come play, because I was in a game with them that he ran a couple years ago and was so much fun. Then, I was a halfling fighter whose exploits included jamming a bomb inside a severed monster head to use as a frag grenade against a crowd of evil dwarves, and stealing not one but TWO airships. I was an excellent admiral, y'all. This time around, I am a half-orc granny rogue whose weapons of choice are a demeanour of being aged and infirm until the fighting starts, as well as the actual weapons which are a pair of knitting needles (daggers) and an oversized pair of scissors that can be yanked apart to use as a pair of shortswords.

    My DM loves me and lets me get away with shit because we are both writers and I pull shenanigans that are as entertaining as hell, even if I do have a knack for completely derailing his adventures. Heheheheheh.

    Today will involve a bunch of driving around. We are going to hit IKEA to pick up a corner shelving unit for my bathroom upstairs, so I no longer have my stuff in sort of just a piled drift in that particular corner. I'm also going to get a pine 5-drawer unit and some green stain for the Youngest Spawn. Well, the stain is for the chest of drawers which, in turn, is for the Spawn. He's been handling using soft hanging units in his closet for his clothing, but he is getting big enough and his clothing collection big enough that they don't fit handily into the hanging units any more, and have a tumbling-out tendency.

    The driving around is also going to involve playing Ingress. I started playing it a month or two ago, bopping over into it sometimes while we were already out playing Pokemon Go, and my interest in it intrigued SALM enough that he started playing it over a long weekend when he was away visiting family. He went up 5 levels in as many days, and we have been having a grand time going for drives together and building up portals, links, and fields.

    This evening I have some picking up to do in the living room, and I may very well set the children to the task of de-decorating the tree. It's time. I want it out.

    I also have writing to do, so there will be some introspection today. It may involve lions.

    Hello, Blisstopia. <3
    blissmorgan: (good morning)
    What a week this has been! I've been dealing with an interpersonal matter that I am not going to get into here for Reasons, but it is causing me to take stock of how I operate in certain relationships, how I act and react, and how I really do need to adjust and hone my focus in terms of the sorts of connections I'm seeking to make. This is on top of/in addition to the similar adjustments and honing I am making in terms of my internet and social media, what with the impending doom shuttering of G+ and the clumsily-handle-at-best attempt at sanitizing Tumblr enough to make it palatable to Apple's pinched mouth app store. Holy crap you guys I had forgotten how much I missed using strikeout for snarky asides in the middle of my text.
    Cut for length and pictures: LOLs, birthday shenanigans, and Release )


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