Enemy of Entropy

Adult: FMS from What?

5 February 2008, 11:50 pm. 3 Comments. Filed under Geekery, Humor, News, Sex.

I have a Google Alerts search going for “fibromyal­gia,” because if there’s some­thing out there that will make this crap bet­ter, I want to know it yes­ter­day. The alert brings in all sorts of non­sense from quack reme­dies to naysay­ers, in addi­tion to the actual content.

Today’s alert takes the cake, though. Some­body wrote to Dan Savage’s Sav­age Love col­umn ask­ing, “Can I Sue Some­body for Fisting-​​Induced Fibromyal­gia?“1

Savage’s med­ical expert is out of touch regard­ing the lat­est FMS research, but I have to agree with his reply to the letter-​​writer.

Sam and I tried to game a lit­tle tonight, but he was sleepy and I’m fad­ing, too. I did some writ­ing today, and more web­i­fy­ing, and worked on a cou­ple of school assign­ments. Then I got all-​​too-​​obsessed with try­ing to fig­ure out how to make the out­put of a cou­ple of Word­Press plu­g­ins work nicely with my template.

I hope y’all had a lovely weekend!

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Thing-​​A-​​Day 1!

1 February 2008, 11:49 pm. 1 Comment. Filed under Art, Needlework.

If there’s a way to auto-​​cross-​​post rel­e­vant entries from here to Thing-​​A-​​Day, I haven’t fig­ured it out. Doing it man­u­ally feels inelegant.

I don’t have a photo to post, but I got out the draw­ing tablet for the first time in an embar­rass­ingly long time, and worked on a cross-​​stitch design. It split into two designs, some­how, but I’m hop­ing to post pics tomor­row. I dis­cov­ered that Pat­tern­Maker isn’t installed on this machine, so I’ve made graph­ics that have to be trans­lated into graphed designs.

I feel that I’m really in the “get­ting orga­nized” stage, which I should have done last week. But the tablet is attached now, and I know where my stitch­ing bag is. I’ll find out in the morn­ing just what my daugh­ter did with my col­ored pen­cils and such, and locate the Pat­tern­Maker install CD. And the cam­era, that would help. Yep.

It did feel great to have time on my sched­ule devoted to “being cre­ative” and noth­ing else!

Further Prof of Insanity: Blog365

1 January 2008, 11:45 am. 1 Comment. Filed under Blogging, Family, Fun, Geekery, Health, Holidays, Home, Homeschooling, Music, RPGs, Reading, Writing.

I got through NaBloPoMo, as ridicu­lous as it was to com­mit to post­ing at least once a day for a month. So of course that small suc­cess has led me, in a moment of more-​​than-​​usual-​​lunacy, to sign up for Blog365 (oth­er­wise known as “Out of the Fry­ing Pan, Into the Fire”).
Blog365
The pur­pose is fairly clear: to post at least once every day of 2008. Feb­ru­ary 29 is a “rest day.” Posts may be writ­ten on any site, rather than stick­ing to just one blog, so I’ll try to spread them around on mine/​ours. If I can’t get some­thing on the actual site on a par­tic­u­lar day due to net con­nec­tion issues or what­ever, I have to write (yes, write! like, cuneiform or some­thing!) a jour­nal entry and trans­fer it to a blog as that day’s entry.

It would be far sim­pler to have a sys­tem of some sort. Maybe I’ll cre­ate a rotation:

Hope­fully there will be new pod­casts up soon. There will def­i­nitely be more music, as we have that lovely con­cert piano we received via freecy­cle all repaired and put together. It’s beau­ti­ful and sounds great! Not at all bad for one drive to pick it up and less than $200 in repair fees! (Sam wanted to just take it to the near­est autho­rized repair cen­ter rather than doing it ourselves.)

2007 wasn’t a stel­lar year, but nei­ther was it ter­ri­ble. Sam has a steady, secure job that he enjoys, in an orga­ni­za­tion that’s allow­ing him to advance. , Katie had a lot of health prob­lems, but I’m hop­ing that we’re on the right path to resolv­ing them. Shel­ley passed away a lit­tle shy of her 18th birth­day, but since we’d been told in 1999 that she only had a year (at most) left, we felt that we’d got­ten an “extra” 8 years with her any­way. Kioshi has grown into a nice com­pan­ion, too.

We really kept to our­selves a lot through the past two years. When you’ve been betrayed and hurt as deeply as we were by our for­mer housemate’s sud­den crazi­ness in 2006, there’s a lot of heal­ing to be done. I don’t know if I’ll ever approach Thanks­giv­ing with­out trep­i­da­tion again, but we had a good one any­way. The stress did con­tribute to the dete­ri­o­ra­tion of my health, and that does make it harder to get out. We’re work­ing on it, though. We cer­tainly learned who our true friends were, and we’ll never for­get that.

So on to 2008, which we hope to be full of more time with friends, bet­ter health, much more music, Katie spent last night and almost all day today with friends from the school she was attend­ing as well as her new beau. Sam and I spent the day gam­ing, upgrad­ing some web sites, eat­ing good food and watch­ing movies. If it’s true that what­ever you do on Jan­u­ary 1 indi­cates how your year will go, we should be just fine.

R.I.P. Madeleine L’Engle

5 November 2007, 11:30 pm. 3 Comments. Filed under Reading, Spirituality.

I started this post on Sep­tem­ber 7, the day after the grand lady moved on to find out what’s next. I find myself cer­tain that she wasn’t afraid, that she looked for­ward to a reunion with her hus­band Hugh and oth­ers who had gone before. And yet I, who never even met her in per­son, was too upset to fin­ish the post or even look at it again for two months. Read on…

NaNoWriMo, NaPodPoMo, NaBloPoMo

2 November 2007, 11:57 pm. 1 Comment. Filed under Blogging, Geekery, Memes, Podcast, Writing.

Utter insan­ity. All of it. My fall classes just started. I’m in a flare (when am I not? but seri­ously, I am).

But hey! I hate my birth­day, and three insane new things for the month should, at least, be distracting!

So, yes, this would be my sec­ond NaBloPoMo post. I’m hav­ing a lit­tle tech­ni­cal trou­ble actu­ally post­ing the NaPod­PoMo part, but I’m doing them. And fine, might as well top it off with NaNoW­riMo.

It’s Hope’s fault. And Sam’s. And, um, right. Kioshi’s. All of you. Dreadful.

Don’t mind me. By the end of Novem­ber, at least, I won’t have any hair left, so I won’t be spend­ing any more time wor­ry­ing over whether or not to get it cut, or color it, or whatever!

 

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