Tea/coffee meme

Jan. 21st, 2017 05:39 pm
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1. How do you like your coffee?
Black (due partly to influence of partners -- Pete in particular is heavily down on adulterating coffee -- and partly to the fact that soya milk doesn't generally work well in coffee). But I drink it at all only very rarely.

2. How do you like your tea?
Just normal tea (theft) with soya milk, and occasionally a smidge of honey.

3. What's your favourite late night beverage?
Water. Can't drink tea after about 7pm or coffee after about 3pm if I want to be able to sleep at bedtime. I like hot chocolate in theory but not that often in practice (and it's a faff to make properly, with a saucepan of milk, and less tasty made with water).

4. If you could only drink one thing for the next week, what would it be?
Water-with-a-splash-of-apple-juice. I would be sad to miss out on a week's worth of tea though.

5. If you were on vacation, what would be the first thing you'd drink to celebrate?
I would probably open a bottle of wine that evening, but often going on holiday happens in the morning when it seems a bit early to be drinking booze.

"We'll try to stay serene and calm"

Jan. 20th, 2017 09:27 pm
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Today I joined the general strike. Instead of working, I wrote a post on how to make art in scary and difficult times, and then I met with the teens I mentor and talked about writing and reading and why we read SF/F and how to overcome writer's block and stop procrastinating. It was exactly the way I wanted to spend the day. I boycotted the inauguration so hard that I mostly managed not to even think about it.

When I was getting dressed I wore all black, which I basically never do. I hadn't planned to, but I opened my dresser drawer and went "Oh, yes, I think the black turtleneck is what I want to wear today, and the black trousers too". I dithered over jewelry and ended up with my origami peace dove necklace. I came out of my room to greet [twitter.com profile] peripateticmeg, who was here to babysit Kit (they've had a nasty head cold since Tuesday, poor thing), and she was also wearing all black. X said several people at their office were too.

It's been a really spectacularly terrible week in a lot of ways. The baby being sick means all of us have had our sleep and work schedules disrupted, the power to our house went out for five hours on Tuesday (some sort of wiring issue, apparently), I had some shitty family stuff to deal with, a company made J a job offer but is now delaying on finalizing it, our bank messed up our rent payment (no doom, fortunately, as we have a great landlord and a spotless payment history), Alex-the-cat has been an aggressive asshat to the other cats, Sam and Sophie have been hairballing everywhere, friends are also dealing with unhappy and stressful things, and of course the inauguration. But we are holding on and even finding ways to feel good:

* We've had lots of good family dinners, even when we were all almost too tired to talk.
* J and I shared some good hugs today and went for a nice walk in the drizzle. We've both been so busy and tired that we barely see each other. It was wonderful to get a companionable hour together.
* X and I have been having lovely nightly half-hour hangouts on the couch before they go to bed. We talk about the day and make plans and send each other into bouts of exhausted hysterical laughter. I just remembered that we used to do this when they first moved to NYC; I guess we naturally gravitate toward that time of night as together-time.
* Kit is coughing less, and when their fever spikes occasionally it never gets higher than 102 (which is also much less worrying now that they're over a year old) and responds very well to Tylenol.
* [twitter.com profile] grammar_girl livetweeted an episode of Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood and it genuinely made me cry.
* I had a quick but delightful dinner with [livejournal.com profile] teaberryblue on Thursday.
* Long Hidden contributor [twitter.com profile] nbarischoff and her husband came to visit me at work and we had a good conversation about crowdfunding for anthologies. (Support her fundraiser for Problem Daughters, a marginalized feminist SF/F anthology!)
* I made plans to see my mother and brother on Sunday to celebrate my mother's birthday.
* Just now Kit woke up and seamlessly transitioned from lying down to sitting up while I was watching on the monitor. It's been clear for a while that they can do that, but I hadn't seen it. They're super perky right now because their fever is down. They're lying in the crib squeaking contentedly and playing with the teddy bear, who was recently named Face Hugs. (Kit believes teddy bears are for faceplanting onto.)
* I've been catching up on laundry. I always feel better when the hampers are empty.
* I've been really on top of my work schedule since coming back from vacation, even with everything else going on. Hanging out on #yuletide has been wonderful for my productivity because people do "word wars" or "productivity wars" that are basically Pomodoro timer installments except in 20 on/10 off instead of 25 on/5 off. I also reworked my Persuaded outline from scratch and even wrote a little bit of the opening. The character voices are much clearer this time around, though the story hasn't quite found its own voice yet. It'll get there.

And now the baby is finally asleep, so I'm going to do some knitting for the first time in ages. I still hold out hope for finishing this sweater before Kit outgrows it, though I think I'd better hurry. They keep getting taller!
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=65NuypEkg-4
Shout, shout, up with your song!
Cry with the wind, for the dawn is breaking;
March, march, swing you along,
Wide blows our banner, and hope is waking.
Song with its story, dreams with their glory
Lo! they call, and glad is their word!
Loud and louder it swells,
Thunder of freedom, the voice of the Lord!

Long, long—we in the past
Cowered in dread from the light of heaven,
Strong, strong—stand we at last,
Fearless in faith and with sight new given.
Strength with its beauty, Life with its duty,
(Hear the voice, oh hear and obey!)
These, these—beckon us on!
Open your eyes to the blaze of day.

Comrades—ye who have dared
First in the battle to strive and sorrow!
Scorned, spurned—nought have ye cared,
Raising your eyes to a wider morrow,
Ways that are weary, days that are dreary,
Toil and pain by faith ye have borne;
Hail, hail—victors ye stand,
Wearing the wreath that the brave have worn!

Life, strife—those two are one,
Naught can ye win but by faith and daring.
On, on—that ye have done
But for the work of today preparing.
Firm in reliance, laugh a defiance,
(Laugh in hope, for sure is the end)
March, march—many as one,
Shoulder to shoulder and friend to friend.
Righto. It's 12:13am, I am in my PJs, my cup of chamomile tea is brewing, both my legs are in working order, I short-slept myself by 4 hours last night, and I have my alarms set for 9am. It looks like all systems are go and I'm actually going to be able to make the march tomorrow, here in Boston. Fingers crossed.

I know a bunch of you are going, perhaps I'll run into you there. I'm making no commitments to connect with anyone; expect me when you see me.

Still chilly

Jan. 20th, 2017 06:06 pm
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Part of the reason it's so chilly down here is because this is what it looks like at 9:30 in the morning:



We have one of the horses' water buckets by the school, for when they're turned out nearby. This afternoon, we were intrigued to see how frozen it was, so we tipped it out to have a look:



(I managed to ride GB a little this afternoon, for the first time in a while. I was going to try yesterday but the school was still like concrete when they were due to come in. He was doing ok other than occasional stumbles when he stepped on a lump of sand and it confused him by not squooshing down like it normally does.)

Still, the good news is that "temperatures are set to plummet to -7C in rural areas" tonight, so at least it'll be warmer than it has been. Um. Right?

Trump of the Will

Jan. 20th, 2017 04:30 pm
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I am watching history being made, live on cable TV on the trading floor.
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Sometimes history is dramatic; sometimes it's ugly; sometimes it's rather boring, and often we don't realise that we're missing one of the big changes in our lifetime.
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Sometimes, history is ridiculous. Occasionally it's downright embarrassing.
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Today, Donald J. Trump will swear an oath, speak "So help me God", and lift his hand from the Bible. Upon that moment he is, or will be, the President of the United States of America.
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He will give a speech: listen carefully, because it will be his best speech to date - not the incoherent rabbble-rousing demagoguery he used to win this office, but a speech, crafted for him by the White House staff and his political advisors; measured words, an historic document spoken aloud, weighed, considered, and rehearsed.
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Or not. It's Donald Trump. But it will be the very best that he can do: and if it is terrible - stumbling and incoherent, or empty bragging, of a cold and frightening statement of malice and misuse of power - or just embarrassing - it is his speech. It is the beginning of his presidency.
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It is history, being made in front of us.
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Remember it, because every president, and every speech, will be different after this one. America is now a very different country - or rather, it has told itself something very different about itself, that breaks with all of the familiar and reassuring it used to believe about itself - and every Inauguration from this day forward will be overshadowed by the question: "Have we elected someone who could be another Donald Trump?"

[Link] Nancy Wake, action hero

Jan. 20th, 2017 04:24 pm
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This may be somewhat sensationalised, but it's an impressive tale of an impressive woman ...

Nancy Wake

(And here's the Wikipedia version.)

(Some might suggest that it was what any Australian woman would do in the circumstances, possibly due to watching lots of Miss Fisher Mysteries/)

another possible PhD topic

Jan. 20th, 2017 10:15 am
[personal profile] artsyhonker
So I've been mostly looking at musical transformations/reformations and accessibility, at ideas around what is "accessible" in church music and how this has affected a) various movements/styles in the past and b) contemporary sacred choral music.

more on accessibility )

This is still a really interesting area, which I feel is important, and it would make a good topic for me: much of my own music attempts to straddle a line between accessibility (either to singers or listeners) and other factors, and I am definitely interested in exploring that more, both through my composing and in terms of actually writing about it. I might need to cut it down somewhat, perhaps limit it to psalmody for example. And I think I have an external constraint of "choral" rather than "congregational" music, so there's that to consider. But it's sortof a huge topic as it is, so those constraints are good. I'm not sure where I would start with exploring how other contemporary sacred choral composers have engaged with accessibility, and I would run the risk of going on a diatribe about the Western academic canon and its sometime disdain or disregard for what it views as popular or common audiences. That may not be the best path for me to take.

But I'm also interested in the place of lament in sacred choral music. This morning I wrote some (rather religious) tweets about not knowing the answers, feeling frightened, feeling wounded, maimed and broken; I think in our society, we are often told that it is not okay to be weak or hurt or to bear wounds. And I think churches have been complicit in that, sometimes; but that they can also be places where lament is safe, where we can cry and wail and yell. And sometimes the function of choral music is to enable us to do that, before all we hold sacred or know to be holy, when words or silence or hitting a pillow just won't cut it.

Also, I write a lot of "sad" music, or music that contains at least an element of lament. This is partly because I find it therapeutic to do so. In light of the "keep your chin up" surrounding culture, perhaps an exploration of how the church can and should, through music, be a place of grief, lament, remorse even, would be more helpful than yet another person talking about what is and isn't accessible.

The two are not entirely unrelated, because one of the problems with selecting music that allows or even invites lament is that the person selecting it will be told they are making the church "sound too depressing" and that "nobody wants to be sad all the time". In my estimation, such complaints are usually more about the comfort of the complainer than the potential new listener... No, nobody wants to be sad all the time; but avoiding it all together is not healthy. I wrote a sermon along these lines at one point.

In this case, my writing would be around how other contemporary sacred choral composers have engaged with lament, how the Western academic canon composers have engaged with lament, and how my own composing does this.

Solar Revolution, Feasts, Languages

Jan. 20th, 2017 10:18 pm
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It's pretty clear that I'm going to have to get back into the habit of posting to this journal at least twice a week, for the sheer sake of having a somewhat succinct personal record of events and links to various thoughts and considerations. Today apparently is the point of my forty-ninth revolution around the sun, which I'm hardly going to celebrate hard; a small lunch gathering at Timiao courtesy of my manager at work. Received some great books from [livejournal.com profile] caseopaya, which will keep me busy for a while. The day however will live in some infamy however - not for the inauguration and speech of President Trump (which happens at 4am January 21st AEDST), but rather of rampage in the Melbourne CBD (caseopaya's office was in lockdown).

This aside the week has had some other highlights. Last Saturday's Cheesquest day with [livejournal.com profile] ser_pounce and [livejournal.com profile] hathhalla went very well. I made two cheesecakes, with the baked vegan one surprisingly working out quite well (crazy but true, I can cook vegan food with some competence). It was also the first attempt at porron drinking games, being an item I'd picked up the week prior. We played Asterix: Das Kartenspiel, a rather clever and quick bidding game. The following day was the AGM and BBQ for the RPG Review Cooperative, which was very much enjoyed by all present. Other gaming related events for the week included Laundry Files on Wednesday evening. Tomorrow is another BBQ I'm preparing for; this time for Linux Users of Victoria.

The week Zhou Youguang died, known as "the father of pinyin". His passing providing a psychological impetus (this often happens for me) to start learning Mandarin on Memrise which I must admit is bloody hard. Unlike European languages (even Russian, which I started again this week) there is nothing in terms of lexical similarity. Then there is the simplified logographic script and hanyu pinyin to learn with the vowel tones ("mā ma mà mǎ", "mother scolds the horse") which can lead some stunning writing (e.g., Lion-Eating Poet in the Stone Den). I've been led to believe that the grammatical structures are a lot less complex than English (let alone German etc) but I'm hardly at that level yet.

My Day ...

Jan. 20th, 2017 03:05 pm
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This photo is emblematic of my day, basically ...

[Photo shows butter container that fell out of my pantry. The lid fell off and, of course, both the lid and the container landed upside down on the grubby lino floor. Butter is visible leaking around the edges of the container and on the floor beside it.]

It was, of course, the only remaining tub of butter we have.

Android apps, IMEIs and privacy

Jan. 19th, 2017 02:47 pm
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There's been a sudden wave of people concerned about the Meitu selfie app's use of unique phone IDs. Here's what we know: the app will transmit your phone's IMEI (a unique per-phone identifier that can't be altered under normal circumstances) to servers in China. It's able to obtain this value because it asks for a permission called READ_PHONE_STATE, which (if granted) means that the app can obtain various bits of information about your phone including those unique IDs and whether you're currently on a call.

Why would anybody want these IDs? The simple answer is that app authors mostly make money by selling advertising, and advertisers like to know who's seeing their advertisements. The more app views they can tie to a single individual, the more they can track that user's response to different kinds of adverts and the more targeted (and, they hope, more profitable) the advertising towards that user. Using the same ID between multiple apps makes this easier, and so using a device-level ID rather than an app-level one is preferred. The IMEI is the most stable ID on Android devices, persisting even across factory resets.

The downside of using a device-level ID is, well, whoever has that data knows a lot about what you're running. That lets them tailor adverts to your tastes, but there are certainly circumstances where that could be embarrassing or even compromising. Using the IMEI for this is even worse, since it's also used for fundamental telephony functions - for instance, when a phone is reported stolen, its IMEI is added to a blacklist and networks will refuse to allow it to join. A sufficiently malicious person could potentially report your phone stolen and get it blocked by providing your IMEI. And phone networks are obviously able to track devices using them, so someone with enough access could figure out who you are from your app usage and then track you via your IMEI. But realistically, anyone with that level of access to the phone network could just identify you via other means. There's no reason to believe that this is part of a nefarious Chinese plot.

Is there anything you can do about this? On Android 6 and later, yes. Go to settings, hit apps, hit the gear menu in the top right, choose "App permissions" and scroll down to phone. Under there you'll see all apps that have permission to obtain this information, and you can turn them off. Doing so may cause some apps to crash or otherwise misbehave, whereas newer apps may simply ask for you to grant the permission again and refuse to do so if you don't.

Meitu isn't especially rare in this respect. Over 50% of the Android apps I have handy request your IMEI, although I haven't tracked what they all do with it. It's certainly something to be concerned about, but Meitu isn't especially rare here - there are big-name apps that do exactly the same thing. There's a legitimate question over whether Android should be making it so easy for apps to obtain this level of identifying information without more explicit informed consent from the user, but until Google do anything to make it more difficult, apps will continue making use of this information. Let's turn this into a conversation about user privacy online rather than blaming one specific example.
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Counselors:

I just got an email ad for an on-line CE thingy from Psychotherapy Networker that says, emphasis mine:
This Continuing Education Course will offer credit through the National Association of Social Workers, the National Board for Certified Counselors, the Association for Addiction Professionals, and the American Psychological Association.
Oh will it now? They're getting back on board with that? That would sure be nice. Their website and PESI's both still have NBCC shoved into the memory hole. The PESI physical junk mail I've been getting has been saying they're going through MaMHCA, even, oddly, the one for the event in RI. (But appreciated. But what do RI licensees do? Does RI automatically accept MaMHCA CE certification?)

Wonder if that was a misstatement, say obsolete boilerplate, rather than actually true.

(no subject)

Jan. 19th, 2017 12:56 pm
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So first trip to Parents after being ill. Yes, the rubbish London Air-Quality is making me worse again but only a little to it's manageable (this is deliberately a short trip)
One day I hope I will stop coughing cos i'm bored of writting about it here (and even more bored of actually doing it!)

I lik the bred

Jan. 18th, 2017 11:37 pm
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Lately I’ve been enjoyed some very daft poems about cows (and ancillary characters) by Ann Leckie and her fans. I mentioned this to Matthew although I think a few other people might like them too, so here we are.

Big list of URLs )
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I've been using the "Tab Grenade" add-on for Firefox, and it's just not cutting it. I'm currently wading through the "Tabs" category on addons.mozilla.org which has 2,741 entries.

What I want is a button on my toolbar that when I press it, it prompts me for a directory name and location, and then saves the contents of each tab in the present window into that directory (creating it if necessary), and creates an index.html file with a little list of links to the saved tabs, that shows the page title, the original URL and the timestamp of saving. (Maybe it also prompts me to title this HTML page.)

Then, whenever I want, I can use the "Open" function in Firefox to open the HTML file as a web page, and see a list of the tabs, and navigate to my now permanently cached versions of those pages.

Crucial functionalities here are:

• It's actually saving copies of the pages in the tabs. Right now, when I have, say, 10 tabs open on a project, I can save the links through Tab Grenade, but the actual web pages aren't saved to disk. To save the pages, I have to manually go through and apple-S each one and oh god this is why we have computers, to do repetative things like this for us.

• It's saving pages in tabs to disk without my having to switch to the tabs and make my poor computer attempt to paint those pages to screen. Since I'm often trying to clear out tabs because I have brought my machine to its knees by opening a bunch of large PDFs, having to switch between tabs to save them to disk makes this vastly more tedious and miserable.

• It's saving the list of the tabs and their original urls into something other than a "resource:" in Firefox, which lamentably is what Tab Grenade does. That is so not a helpful place to store large amounts of information on many different projects.

• It lets me specify where to put this new directory of cached tabs and their associated index.html page. I have different directories for different projects, and I so want to store my lists of links right in those directories so I know where to find them.

Does this already exist?

Also, can I rail a moment against how apparently in the add-ons ecology, when the topic is "tabs", "save" nigh-universally means something other than "save to disk"? That is, in the context of tab management add-ons, "saving" means "making a list of" – saving only the URL, the pointer to the page, not the actual page itself. This usage makes it really hard to search for things that save the contents of all tabs in a window.

[personal profile] mme_hardy considers the lily

Jan. 18th, 2017 07:59 pm
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In short, it's both weirdly old-fashioned and weirdly pornographic. As, I suppose, am I.


Context has doubts about "experimental, visually-driven product".

Brr

Jan. 18th, 2017 06:47 pm
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It's been quite chilly here (yesterday, on the evening weather forecast, they mentioned that the afternoon had been sunny with a high of 13 in Scotland, and sunny with a high of 1 in Kent...), and we think that last night may have been the coldest since we moved here: the ducks' water bucket, inside the duck house inside the stable, was frozen over this morning, and when Mike did the animals' water this afternoon the garage tap (which gets the sun, unlike the stableyard one, which he didn't even try) took a while to run: both pretty much unheard of. (The weather station seems to be broken, so I don't have an exact figure. At least -10, maybe -12?)

Mike bought new carrots for the horses a couple of days ago, and yesterday I forgot to put some water in the bucket to store them (carrots keep better under water if it's -- ha ha -- warm weather). This morning, they were rather frosty looking, and the bucket of water from GB's stable that I poured over them had ice floating on the surface, with the end result that the carrots in the boys' dinners looked rather... chilly.



It turns out that the new people in the flat, who we've still not spoken more than a few words to for largely weather-related reasons, actually have three horses, all mares. Bugs was very interested in going to say hello when I brought the boys in past their field yesterday.

Jo had her first (this time around) swimming lesson today, a very easy session to get her back into it but she seemed happy enough and the physio was happy with how she looked in the water.

worklog/rant/crowdfunding todo list

Jan. 18th, 2017 04:37 pm
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Well, I was supposed to be doing some composing today. Instead I saw that someone I sortof know who has 150k Twitter followers and writes for a national magazine has set up a Patreon account and in less than 24 hours attracted over 200 pledges, to the tune of $1700/month. And I felt bad, and inadequate, and a bit jealous, if I'm honest, especially since she gets paid for a lot of her writing work already. There is a lot of advice out there for people starting out on Patreon, much more than there was when I started nearly 3 years ago, but a lot of it simply isn't suitable for what I'm doing; it assumes an end product more engaging than a piece of sheet music. And the quickest way to get a sustainable income there is to already have fans.

So I spent some time reminding myself to keep my eyes on my own work, and reminding myself that just because my work is much more niche and not as instantly relateable and not so popular does not mean that it is worth less or is in any way less important.

My work is important. My music has broader value to society. If I didn't believe these things I wouldn't do it.

But keeping my eyes on my own work only goes so far; just because I'm not famous-on-the-internet and I don't have 150k followers anywhere and what I create is rather niche, doesn't mean there is nothing I can do.

Things I can do:

  • load up Hootsuite with a bunch of auto-tweets/FB posts again so that people actually know about my Patreon and my music, and keep doing it

  • collaborate with others more -- poets, other musicians, artists

  • get my website in slightly better order (this is a work in progress)

  • get my business cards finished and printed, and always carry some, and don't be afraid to give them out when I meet people in person

  • put more of my work on Lulu so that if people do want to buy printed copies, they can

  • make more recordings/get more recordings made so that people hear my work more (and look into ways of doing this other than giving all my money to Choral Tracks, though I intend to keep using that for some work)

  • take more pictures -- seriously, it's worth a try, partly because Instagram is apparently v good if you post regularly, partly because people relate better to pictures, partly because it helps tell a story of my work


I actually have plans to do most of this stuff, so it's not as if I'm sitting around in a cave, writing music and then wondering why nobody has ever heard of me. The thing is, actually doing all of this takes time and energy, and finding a balance where it doesn't take time and energy away from composing is the trick of it. It's winter, and last year was tough for me in many ways and I'm still recovering from that, which combined mean I could spend the entirety of my time on the admin and still be flailing. And maybe the important thing about the PhD work, for now, is that it gives me an obvious focus for the composing itself, a reason to do that before falling down the rabbit-hole of trying to fine-tune socmed or whatever to maximise my income.

And now I have to go to LGQ rehearsal, so that's the afternoon gone, and I've not composed a single naked note OR done any academic reading/listening and I haven't made it to Evensong. Tomorrow is a stay-at-home-and-do-admin day, but I think in the circumstances I can use some of it for composing too.

Happy 20th Blogaversary To Me!

Jan. 18th, 2017 10:09 pm
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On the 18th of January 1997 I wrote my first ever blog entry. This was it:

"Dammit, I'm too sick to write any more of this now. I wanted to start, but it'll have to be later on or tomorrow. I will though. I promised myself."


It seems pretty apt, therefore, that I've been too tired to write anything much for today either. The more things change the more they stay the same!

I'm listed on the Online Diary History Project as the 21st internet blogger. I started my blog on Tertius.net.au on a hand-coded site (later I wrote my own scripts to automate some of it), then on LiveJournal, then I moved to Dreamwidth where I am still very happy.

I was going to try to write some things that have changed in 20 years but hell ... I was 21 and now I'm 41 - everything has changed! At that point I'd only been sick just over two years so all my doctors - and me - fully expected that I'd get over things and get back to my "real" life. That being sick was somehow an aberration and in 20 years I'd look back at that very odd time I spent a few years unable to do stuff. Now ... well, I don't rule out the possibility that either I might spontaneously recover or that medicine might catch up enough find a way to make me function again ... but if either of those things happen I'd class them under "happy miracle". I think the most likely possibility is that I'll be bedridden for the rest of my life.

And ... well, I don't want to be bedridden of course. I don't want to be sick at all. I don't want to hurt or feel crappy or miss out on stuff. But on another level it's OK, I can do this. I've done this for 20 years, and it bets the shit out of being dead! I've had a lot of friends die over the past 20 years, people who I'll never get to talk to or see or hug again, and it really makes me appreciate having the chance to be alive. If the only way I get to be alive is to be bedridden, then I'll do it. If nothing else I've been a science fiction fan all my life - I always want to find out what happens next.

Here's to several more sets of 20 years :)

Love you all,
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PS
There is one thing I'm going to change: I'll be posting things mostly friends-only after this I think. So if you're reading this and I haven't given you access either on DW or LiveJournal then let me know and I'll rectify that.

"Never pay full price"

Jan. 17th, 2017 10:36 pm
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X and Kit are planning to swap rooms, which means X needs to downsize to a smaller bed. Their bed is only two years old and really nice. If you're in the NYC area and interested in buying a full/double pine captain's bed with an extremely plush mattress, here's the full listing.

worklog

Jan. 17th, 2017 11:33 pm
[personal profile] artsyhonker
The last couple of days have been really annoying: trying, and failing, to write music for the Canada 150 competition. In the end I scrpaped the idea of using my own words for the moment and have started setting something else instead, which seems to be going better; and I've done some minor admin, but not a lot.