каньон Сноу, Юта

Oct. 20th, 2017 10:00 pm
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September 28, 2017.

From our 3-days stay in Arisona - to Snow Canyon (Utah - most of photos... it was very hot down there) - finishing in Las Vegas (just three days before the famous shooting).

28 сентября 2017 г.: от нашего трёхдневного домика в Аризоне - на прогулку в каньон Сноу (большая часть фотографий; там было очень жарко) - затем в Лас Вегас (за три дня до стрельбы).

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Oct. 20th, 2017 01:54 pm
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Cordelia got home about 1 a.m. I think she enjoyed the concert (Imagine Dragons) in spite of several anxiety spikes. It means that she and I each only got about three and a half hours of sleep. I let her go to bed without even brushing her teeth. My impression is that they'd have been back here a good bit earlier, but they got stuck in the parking structure for more than half an hour after the concert.

I went back to bed after Cordelia left for school. I slept another three or four hours (not sure when I actually fell asleep). I still want more sleep, but Cordelia will be home in an hour.

Rumors where Scott works are that there may be an opening for a supervisor on third shift. If there is, he wants to apply and thinks he has a good chance of getting it. Both of us have mixed feelings about it, but getting a supervisory slot on either second or third shift is the only path to advancement from where he is. The times he's applied for jobs off the factory floor, the decision has always come down to him and one other person who has supervisory experience. Even when supervisory experience isn't relevant for the position, it matters. The fact that supervisors make more money matters, too, but they get more mandatory overtime to go with it because there has to be a supervisor there if anybody's working.

It would mean that he and I would never sleep at the same time and that he'd no longer see Cordelia for that little bit of time before school (he never used to when she was getting up for a later start time). Another downside is that he and I wouldn't intersect for meals very often-- I'd eat breakfast before he got home and both lunch and dinner while he was asleep. I'd need to alter my daytime activities a lot so as not to wake him when playing music or watching DVDs. He thinks that I can do more than I did while he was on that shift temporarily, but we'd have to experiment a bit to find the parameters.

He did tend to get more sleep when he was (temporarily) on third shift and so would be more awake/energetic in the evenings, and it meant being able to deal with his medical appointments without taking time off.
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San-Francisco, Legion of Honor Museum. September 13, 2017.
"Old art" (XVII-XIX cc.)

Сан-Франциско, 13 сентября 2017 г., Музей "Легион чести".
"Старое" искусство (XVII-XIX вв.), в т. ч. "академизм".

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20-Е /// ШАБАТ ШАЛОМ!

Oct. 20th, 2017 01:00 pm
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M20 c

SHABBAT
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A library realized that homeless people were hiding books under cushions to finish later.  So the librarians designated a shelf for homeless readers to store their "in use" books.  This is a replicable solution that any library can use if they have a similar challenge.  Meanwhile over in Terramagne, this sort of thing is common.
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Risk Everything for Family
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 4 of 14
word count (story only): 1310



:: Part of the Polychrome Heroics universe, the Mercedes story set, and picks up immediately after “Popping In,” continuing from Graham's viewpoint. ::




“Abioud,” Aidan began, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, “would you please keep an eye on Saraphina and Edison while I offer the good doctor a brief magical mystery tour?”

Graham chortled. “That's a description I can get behind!” He held up a finger. “One thing. If Aida offers to spar with you in the salle, I insist that full padding be worn.”

“I'm not much of a fighter, but I know enough not to hurt a teenage girl,” Abioud protested.

“The padding is for you!” Graham countered, still smiling. “Aida is… relentless, even when she's trying to relax. It's just her nature, even when asking you to spar is a gesture of friendship to her. If you don't want to risk it, believe me, I understand. It's perfectly fine to say no If she asks, though, she's likely to be ready to socialize a little more.”

“You have an interesting family,” Aidan mused, laughing softly.

“The longer you associate with us, the more that word will drift toward 'terrifying' instead,” Graham offered, then licked his finger and pretended to check for breezes. “So far, the wind is holding steady at Interesting-by-Weird-Interesting.”
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the hell

Oct. 19th, 2017 11:47 pm
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I have no idaa what happened to my afternoon and evening. I'm pretty sure I feel like I drifted in and out of word-free naps all afternoon and evening, sometime almost awake, most of the it.

Now, though, as much as I hate to admit it, I'm drifting off again, despite a nap this afternoon, despite everything, I'm still exhausted. I'm giving a lot of thought to going on to bed, since tomorrow will be a very,

Yeah, I think that's what I'm going to do. It's a shit plan, but it works by me. Good night, all.
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This poem is spillover from the November 5, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] technoshaman, [personal profile] ari_the_dodecahedron, and Anonymous on Dreamwidth. It also fills the "drunk girl / guy" square in my 11-1-16 card for the Fall Festival bingo. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] janetmiles. It belongs to the Mallory thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

Warning: This poem contains some intense topics. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers. It includes confusion, indecision, college party hijinks, Whitney sneaking alcohol into a non-alcoholic event, binge-watching television, Whitney passing out drunk on the couch, reference to past alcohol misuse, reference to past rape, Mallory having a panic attack with awful flashbacks and other intrusive images, Heron calling the Student Health Center for Whitney, Mallory crying on Heron, and other angst. But there's a lot of fluff too. If these are sensitive issues for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before reading onward. However, this is a major plot point, so skipping it would leave a gap.

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You spin me round!

Oct. 19th, 2017 11:26 pm
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Craft night!

I scoured the yarn for a Christmas scarf for my dad.... gonna dye it and then weave a houndstooth scarf.

Then because I read a thing on tumblr about fibercraft and magic, I decided to break out my drop spindle I'm really bad at it still but I made some progress and am understanding predrafting better, so I may get there yet!

now time for a shower and bed.

Tomorrow I get to find out if something at work is really broken or not. I hope not! But probably yes. I might also get to take apart the 3d printer on my own though!

....I almost signed off on this as though it were an email @_@

Cheers ;p

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Oct. 19th, 2017 09:48 pm
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I went downtown yesterday early enough to have time to return things to the library and to pick up my holds. I had a little more than forty minutes before the bus I needed to take to get to Skyline. I got out to the school about fifteen minutes before the final bell. Cordelia was a little worried about where to meet because I wanted to give her geometry teacher some Puffs as a donation (the district no longer provides tissues for teachers to put out for the kids who have colds/allergies).

The fundraiser stuff was in two smallish boxes, one of which only contained a beef sausage thingy and so didn't weigh very much. I told the cab dispatcher where we'd be waiting, but he neglected to tell the cabbie. Fortunately, he guessed the front entrance, and we'd positioned ourselves where we could see cars on both loops approaching that (there's one for buses and one for parents dropping off/picking up, but when there aren't buses there, cars can use either).

We had friends over to play games last night. We played a cooperative game called Star Trek Five Year Mission that Scott's planning to run at UCon. We missed a lot of details the first time through. I didn't play the second game because they wanted to do the timed version. I didn't want to deal with that. Instead, I took a short walk and recaptured the Ingress portal down the street. I managed to get a silver (second level out of five) badge for making fields.

I had intended to go out this morning, but Scott's sister texted me with an invitation for Cordelia to go out to a concert this evening, and I spent quite a long time trying to coordinate that (including reaching Cordelia to make sure she even wanted to go). I can only assume that my niece intended to take a friend and had that friend cancel at the last minute. I didn't ask.

I've written 1200 words today, just not on any of my established WIP. Because I needed a new, half completed story. Really, I did.

Thursday Yardening

Oct. 19th, 2017 05:13 pm
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Today is sunny and warm.  Birds are fluttering around.

We went out and scraped ash out of the firepit, so we can build a fire for Samhain.  Then we picked up sticks out of a big pile of leaves that Doug raked up earlier. 

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Oct. 19th, 2017 10:26 am
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Well, that was a moment of ... irritation more than panic, but still. My Kindle wouldn't turn on for the longest time this morning, and it seemed to have a full charge so I wasn't sure what to do. I plugged it in finally and eventually it started waking up and noticing it was connected to a computer, so I'm guessing it was just at the end of its charge and hadn't flipped over to the 'Hi dumbass your battery dead' screen yet. Still, though. I am getting a damn Kindle for Christmas, I just have to figure out which one. Anyone have an opinion on the subject? I likely would only use it for reading books unless the Fire has amazing word processing capabilities. As far as I can tell though it's meant for output (video, audio, books) not input, which means I'd most likely be inclined to keep a Kindle for reading books and get a tablet for everything else at some nebulous later date.

Winter appears to have shown up giving us about a week of Fall? Maybe? And then just, winter. I exaggerate, but not by much. Yay climate change. I have tomato soup from Trader Joe's, I'm contemplating nice crockpot recipes for broccoli cheddar soup. And potato soup. Though to be fair I already have a recipe for Damn Fine Potato Soup and I just need potatoes and to make sure it crockpots well. (IIRC it does.)

I think I've hit the point where I need to decide, is it worth it getting only the minimum amount of sleep given both the stress of the current administration and winter, where I always need more sleep, or is it going to make me even less productive to stumble around tired not all the time but a good portion of the time. I spent a number of years only really needing 6 hours of sleep most of the year, and I deeply resent that that's no longer the case. But I think it's just going to be worse if I insist on only getting 6 hours and then it turns out I do need more and I'm just fucking tired and slow.

On the plus side I did finally wake up.

And then I made the mistake about complaining on Twitter that this influx of good horror makes me want to write horror but I don't know if I can write horror. My feed was instantly full of friends saying of course I could, which is good, but then someone said something that gave me an explosion of feral blood-eating plotbunnies, which is both better and worse. And now I have another novel to write. Novella? To sum up my current slate of things:

Long Road is in edits
Malachy is with the Editrix
Starlight has just finished getting second drafted
the second Lifestyles of the Modern Witch novel has a synopsis but will be drafted next year
Nerd Girls is waiting for me to finish with Long Road
Jude Against the Ghost Talkers is getting drafted next month.
I released Turing Shrugged on Kindle at the end of last month
White Noise is floating around somewhere with no projected release date

... So the next time I start freaking out about how I can't write fast or produce fast someone roll that list up and beat me with it.

Blergh. It's cold and I should put the gardens away, such as they were this year, and I don't think I wanna. Maybe I'll just do it over the course of the next week. And at some point I need to convince the boy to help me get the black plastic over the garden beds. Or just haul it on myself. Maybe I'll just haul it on myself tomorrow when I get home. Still cold. Still don't wanna.

Finish It: Let Him Go

Oct. 19th, 2017 01:13 pm
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The last Finish It! before NanoWrimo: Tilden, from This Story

It had been two weeks.

Tilden had repeated, calmly but insistently, “you should let me go.” Every night. Every time Laufeia ordered him to do something unpleasant – and Laufeia had a taste for rather unpleasant things. Every time she ordered him naked. “You should let me go.”

Eleri, whose own Kept had walked into the collar willingly and who had not nearly the taste for cruelty as her friend, found herself in a bit of a tight spot. She could advise Laufeia to release Tilden – but every time she did, Laufeia got a little nastier, a little angrier. She didn’t just take it out on Tilden, either, but on Eleri and on Caetano and on their third crew-mate, Manlius, who took it all in without seeming to notice or care. Then again, Manlius took in everything. Only at dawn did you get a sense for how stressed he’d been, as the “sun rose” in his room with intense heat or nothing at all.

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M19 e

The Head 19 10 2017

ABANDONED

деконструкция рыбы

Oct. 19th, 2017 05:50 pm
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Рыба, сглотнув собрание Щукина,
сходу нырнула в лес де Булонь;
кто-то из детства мне шепчет: мишугине,
поберегись, чешуи не тронь,
дай отдышаться грузному прошлому,
сизому сурику гулких крыш –
давние гости приходят непрошено
во времена, в которых стоишь.

Спектром сияет сетка витражная,
парусен мускульный сопромат,
тонет под килем сажень дренажная,
гаснет жимолости аромат.

Если бы не, – прорицает голос,–
если бы, если бы не
необоснованная гордость,
заблудившаяся в вышине –
так бы и шли по листве шелестящей
вдаль от османовских особняков,
воздух пробуя ненастоящий
за переломом веков.

17.10.2017

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Risk Everything for Family
by Dialecticdreamer/Sarah Williams
part 3 of 14
word count (story only): 1459



:: Part of the Polychrome Heroics universe, the Mercedes story set, and picks up immediately after “Popping In,” continuing from Graham's viewpoint. ::




The front door opened, bringing two sets of footsteps, then closed almost silently. A teenage girl with sandy blonde curls paused in the kitchen doorway, glancing from Doctor Finn to the guests. “Hi, Da.” The teenage girl waved at the guests, her expression warring between curiosity and fatigue. “I'm sorry, but I'm all peopled out right now. It's nice to meet you, but I'll be much more civil in half an hour or so.”

“Are you going to your room, or the salle?” Doctor G asked.

“Salle,” Aida's shoulders dragged lower. “Mrs. Wu and Doctor Janice want to talk to you tomorrow about why we're closed until one, and Mrs. Wu said that if I go back in to volunteer, I can lock the door to the conference room.”
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So tired

Oct. 18th, 2017 10:04 pm
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Okay, I'm so damn tired that I fell asleep when I got home from work and slept until 9:30 this evening. I'm going to bed without any food besides popcorn on my stomach, which is not going to be good once I take my evening pills, but it was just too much to try to think of actually cooking at that time of night. I keep thinking that I'm gonna start stocking microwave stuff for occasions like tonight, but I'm realistic enough to know that I would end up eating the microwave food on a lazy night, instead of an 'whoops, I've overslept through my nap' night. If that makes any kind of sense. I'm not sure that it actually does.

Either way, though, I'm getting ready for bed now and getting ready to lay back down. Good night, all.

Ugh

Oct. 18th, 2017 08:05 pm
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My phone was dishing me up some nonsense about its storage space... it was made of lis, and so high ho, high ho, to the factory reset we go :/ Gotta get all my apps again. Wererogue if you see this can I get you to please reinstall the stuff for the kid computers at some point?

I think I have the bare essentials now, and I'll get the rest tomorrow. Sleepos!

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Oct. 18th, 2017 09:38 pm
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Aargh so tired. I keep thinking okay, tomorrow will be quiet, but it keeps not happening and since till next Thursday or so is the run-up to SAFF it will keep not happening until next Thursday. And I am so damn tired. I'm surprised I managed to finish a scene in Starlight today and get my words done. There's some more on my Habitica to do for the day but I can't bring myself to go look at it yet.

On the plus side, Memrise being so much more usable on the app even than on the website means I can play with it for five minutes' worth of breathing room.

Mostly I'm just tired. I don't think I'm even dropping anything I have to do except I guess Long Road, which has no immediate deadline at least. I should be doing something else but I'm too brain dead now to think about it. No, what I should be doing is using Habitica to make lists of things as I think of them and then checking them off, that's what it's there for.

But right now I should be going to sleep.

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