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| Saturday, November 21st, 2009 | | 3:54 pm |
Random Television Anyone see the "remake" of "The Prisoner?" They should have skipped borrowing a few decorations from The Prisoner like the title and The Village and just admitted they were making a not terribly original sci fi movie that had nothing to do with a classic bit of mid-century television. I figured it out early on and was mostly reading a rather dull history book with a clever title, "The Fabulous History of the Dismal Swamp Company." The REAL Prisoner had charm, menace, paranoia, complexity, and was a statement of its time. I love it. This show was dull and predictable, even with names instead of numbers. Watched SGU again, mostly because it was on and I like the nerd. I hate the episodes where we go back to earth for some soap opera and sex. This was primarily one of those. I don't know what the producers were thinking but it obviously wasn't "maybe we should make some good sci fi television about people isolated a million light years from earth." "Sanctuary" wasn't a winner either. Yeah, you killed off a primary character. Sure you did. Uh-huh. Pull the other one. I did enjoy the almost final episode (sob!) of "Monk." The former former former police lieutenant. We knew he couldn't handle being back on the force after all those years on his own. And we knew Natalie would hate her new boss. So it wasn't full of suspense or surprise but just Monk being Monk. And Stottlemeyer being Stottlemeyer. Current Mood: geeky | | Wednesday, November 11th, 2009 | | 8:39 pm |
Ah, growing older. What fun. Not. I am 52 and well past child-bearing. As a consequence, I suffer from endometrial hyperplasia, which mean the endometrial lining keeps getting thicker and thicker. This lead to near fatal anemia last year and, if allowed to continue, leads to cancer. I was too afraid and too cheap to get a hysterectomy (which was a mistake) and am now having to take progesterone to control my condition. For the last 18 months, I have had permanent PMS, surprise spotting, and eat everything in sight. I've put on 20 pounds and am very grumpy, especially after the miserable bastards running the clinic where my excellent gynecologist was employed fired him for spending too much time with patients. Today, my new gyn inserted an Implanon implant, usually used for birth control. She had trouble getting permission to purchase it from the Holy Rosary Hospital board. (You can probably guess why. I volunteered to testify I was NOT using it for birth control. My ovaries turned off years ago, hence my hyperplasia.) Now we wait a few months and see if it works and lessens my side effects. The surgery was simple. I was tidying the house this afternoon and bent over to straighten a rug and felt as if a hot wire just ran through my arm. Ouch. Major Ouch. I suspect the local had worn off. It gave me an excellent excuse to spend the rest of the afternoon reading and snoozing and staring at the tv from a comfy spot on the couch. I also have had steadily climbing blood pressure since this all began. Today it was sky high. Tomorrow morning, I see another doctor for that. Ah, growing older. Beats the alternative but not by much. Current Mood: sore | | Thursday, November 5th, 2009 | | 9:55 pm |
Day Five So much for posting every day. Nothing to say, no time to think about fannish things. Just stagger from one meeting to the next and one job to the next. If I have to suffer through one more SWOT meeting (Strength, Weaknesses, Opportunities and Threats) I will scream. Same people say the same things every year. BORING and POINTLESS. Weather has been nice. No horrible diseases yet. Not watching any new series this season so don't have to worry about spoilers. Need a new book to read. The history I'm wading through now is too heavy for my brain. Current Mood: apathetic | | Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009 | | 9:43 pm |
Day Three It’s not yet 10:00 p.m. Mountain Standard Time so this counts as Day Three. I need one full-time job that pays well rather than a bazillion part-time ones that pay crappy. I got the Christmas cards up at the grocery store but have to go into Wally World before Friday to get them up there. Oh. joy. I am trying to write a grant for my primary part-time job. I complained that I had no firm numbers and was told to make up something reasonable. Everybody else does. Which is true. So I get to guess how much it will cost to replace the roof on a 40 x 145 foot 1923 railroad depot with a steeply pitched hip roof and rotten soffits. No problem. Not much progress on my real world writing for the same aforementioned job, mostly due to total lack of enthusiasm. I decided to go with Quark and save as a pdf so I don’t have learn a new layout program in a day. On the fan front. . .zip. Nada. Didn’t even watch the new version of “V.” The DVR was set to record NCIS and I was too tired to change it. Tomorrow will be equally thrilling. I get to attend an Economic Development Visioning Meeting. Kill me now. I think I will think Snapish thoughts, rather than Econ Developmental thoughts, and smile evilly to myself. Current Mood: aggravated | | Monday, November 2nd, 2009 | | 11:41 am |
Day Two I was going to get up early today and get things done. Instead, I ate too much chocolate last night and offended my gall bladder. While it was giving me heck, my body decided, as long as you are awake in the middle of the night, how about hot flashes! So, I didn’t get up early today and will be doing things this afternoon and maybe tomorrow morning instead. Getting old is better than the alternative but not much. Current Mood: tired | | Sunday, November 1st, 2009 | | 11:46 am |
Day One I didn’t officially sign up for the Write Something, You Miserable F*ck but I am going to at least post a bit more. Chiefly to avoid doing REAL writing. I am editing my sixth book of history articles for publication and, quite frankly, some of them get real dull after the tenth read. I start to second guess every comma. Anyone care about the history of a Northern Pacific Depot built in a small Montana town in 1923? Nobody who doesn’t live here, no. Ah, well. I installed InDesign to replace Quark and have to learn that as soon as I finish editing. What fun. Not. The St. Jerome Home does float in the back of mind when I go to bed but will have to wait until later. Maybe after the first of the year. No influenza yet. My Better Half has a head cold but that’s all so far, although flu is flying around town. So ends Day One. Don’t hold your breath for Day Two. Current Mood: busy | | Saturday, October 24th, 2009 | | 11:43 pm |
St. Jerome I haven't written in ages, my muses having been crushed by that last book and my health issues. However, one silly idea keeps lurking in my brain. The St. Jerome Home for the Aged or Infirm Witch or Wizard. Where Mrs. Eileen Snape is the head of housekeeping. Severus ends up there, rescued by her through the intervention of Aberforth. That I am sure of. He's not at his best, having lost memories and blood and all that, but is alive and mending. And someone, coming to talk to Eileen, finds out he is alive. I have had several false starts with Harry or with Remus, neither of which really worked, and I gave it up. Then, the Snape/McGonagall com on LJ underwent a change of mod and that suddenly brought Minerva to mind. I suddenly thought, hmmm, Minerva going to see Mrs. Snape makes more sense, as does her reaction to finding him. . . If my muses return to life, this may be the direction I go. Current Mood: tired | | Friday, October 2nd, 2009 | | 11:05 pm |
thefridayfive: Careers, Dreams, and Reality 1. What did you dream of being when you were a little child? A writer of great novels. 2. What did you think you might become when you were between the ages of 12-13? A writer of great novels. 3. What career choices did you consider as a young adult? I majored in television production because I was going to make ground-breaking television shows. Or maybe educational films. I wasn't sure. 5. Have you changed careers since then? Was it by choice or necessity? I write for the local newspaper. I am the city historic preservation officer. I do vendor service at retail stores. I need the money so I take the job. I was never really cut out for the stress of Hollywood, anyway. Lack of talent may have had something to do with it but lack of ambition, drive and cutthroat instincts were a problem to. Plus, I hate living in big cities! Current Mood: tired | | Wednesday, August 26th, 2009 | | 10:38 pm |
For your viewing pleasure I love “Being Human.” We’ve been watching it on BBC America for the last few weeks. I love the way it switches from terribly dramatic and wrenching to hysterically funny instantly and it works. I also love that the actors aren’t overly pretty and can actually act. Don’t have any urge to read fan fiction or anything but I still am enjoying the adventures of George the Werewolf, Annie the Ghost and Mitchell the Vampire. I recommend it highly! | | Thursday, July 16th, 2009 | | 10:50 pm |
Grumpy grumpy grumpy I am REALLY tired of: Stupid People. People who say “Black is White” and I say, “No, look, here are the numbers. The undeniable facts that black is black and white is white” and they say “Lalala I can’t hear you. Black is White.” Having so many damn obligations. Family obligations. Job obligations. I have many jobs because the pay for my primary job is crappy. The pay for my husband’s primary job is crappy. If we had two kids, we’d be eligible for all kids of help for being below the poverty line even though we are college educated and work hard. I am so tired of having so many part time jobs and one of my “two hours a month at most” jobs will be a minimum of eight hours next week--when I am supposed to be on “vacation.” Having no libido. I am sick of being on the hormones I am on but the Clinic fired my GYN for spending too much time with patients (he spent 45 minutes with an upset patient instead of 15! The horror!) and the nearest GYN is 150 miles away. I don’t know what to do and have no one to ask. Having stuff pile up because I have so many other things to do. I can’t clean the closet until I clean the cellar and I can’t work on the north bedroom until I clean the closet and the garage and what about the garden needing weeding and my brother wants me to babysit and on and on. Back to obligations. And STUPID PEOPLE. Dear lord, there are so many who can’t read or don’t want to read and do not want their stupid predjudices proved wrong because that would make their stupid little brains explode. I think I need to go to bed. Current Mood: grumpy | | Monday, June 1st, 2009 | | 9:02 pm |
From the Olden Days of Legend I have carefully been putting up the old Hercverse stories no more than a few at at time to avoid overwhelming folk when they click “new.” Apparently, posting a dozen or two stories is acceptable because two other folks have been doing it around me. As I reread the stories, I am editing for only the better ones. Some of the short stuff or the challenge stuff doesn’t seem worth the bandwidth. One story is up to 9 hits! Yay! I am rather having fun reading the old stuff, although I do wince occasionally. Current Mood: tired | | Thursday, May 28th, 2009 | | 11:37 am |
I have been anonymously gifted with a permanently insane account. Wow. I can make polls! Thanks to whomever is responsible. Current Mood: grateful | | Sunday, May 24th, 2009 | | 9:03 pm |
Old stuff I have been debating posting my old Hercverse stories on Skyehawke to make up for the impending end of my old GeoCities site. So, I started reading them. Some stand up pretty well. Some, not so much. And some were of the moment. On the old KSA group, Cyncus had created a goofy version of Greagus, the hound of war, and there are stories about that dog. I doubt anyone would remember it now. My best stuff was written under the tutelage of the late, great Thamiris but that was primarily Ares-oriented and I’m not sure the average Hercverse fan, all three of them that are left, would be interested in those. So, I’m not sure what I’ll do. I doubt anyone is reading Hercverse these days but some of them I really would hate to lose. Decisions, decisions. What to do with old fan fic? Any suggestions, those of you who remember those olden days? Current Mood: tired | | Saturday, May 9th, 2009 | | 11:28 am |
I had an appointment on Wednesday the 13th with my gynecologist. I was going to tell him I have had it with the drug therapy and was going to schedule the necessary surgery to fix my problem. I found out yesterday that the Clinic where he worked put him on "administrative leave" because he wasn't sending enough patients to the head office 150 miles away. He was better than the doctors at the head office so he had no need to refer anyone there but that meant the profit margin was down at the head office. At least I wasn't within a week of my due date and am suddenly told to find a new doctor! Several women are in that boat. AND the kitchen sink drain is in pieces as we try to figure out the $##@ leak we have had for two weeks. I am sure the drain is not the problem (addendum: it wasn't) but it needed a good clean. I think I'll call the plumber on Monday. I am a grumpy bunny. Current Mood: aggravated | | Monday, March 23rd, 2009 | | 9:34 pm |
A REALLY BAD Monday Some of you may know I am the city historic preservation officer for a small Montana town. Today, due to a careless workman and high winds, we lost most of a block of historic buildings. Beautiful, unique buildings. Plus the businesses in those buildings. A popular quilt shop. The clothing and decorative stuff store in a building that had recently restored the interior to its tin ceilinged hard wood floored glory. I bought gifts for almost ten-year-old niece Saturday at both those stores. I wanted to go back and buy a blouse for myself. The building the quilt shop was in is hole in the ground. The store the gift and clothing shop was in may be salvageable. The 1887 Queen Ann brick two story on one end, a lovely and nearly intact exterior, is going to have to come down. There was a beauty salon in it that has been in continuous operation, in the same family, since 1929. They had their original perm machine. Gone. We have had THREE major Main Street fires in Montana this month. Plus a private plane crash that killed a bunch of people, mostly children. Who did we piss off? Current Mood: sad | | Tuesday, March 10th, 2009 | | 9:19 pm |
| | Friday, February 27th, 2009 | | 11:30 am |
Since we've decided to keep trying drugs rather than surgery, I just ordered $250 worth of insulated shades for the south parlor and the bedroom. Even with new windows, insulated shades add that extra layer of protection. Sort of like contraceptive foam in addition to a condom. Our week long "staycation" was not as productive as we could have wanted. We both have colds. Sniffle. Hack. Not terrible ones but enough we are dragging. Did get a few things done and helped friends move. I now have a selection of pseudo-Victorian ball gowns in my re-enactors closet. They are lovely but for someone even plumper than me. I'm sure someone will wear them at some point. The velvet and lace one is darned heavy! I am officially no longer the secretary-treasurer for my little theater group! YAY!!!! I made it clear I am not the person for bookkeeping and the group agreed. I am still doing the job until the new treasurer and I can make the bank rounds and get her name on all the accounts. We have them in all three banks in town to spread the money and earn the goodwill. I will pay a few more bills and then I will be FREE!!!!!! It wasn't a problem when the group was inactive but now that we are doing plays, it is a pain. There is a chance we will get a building and that would be a real pain so I'm happier by the second. Have to take the cat to the vet today, run the vacuum on the disgusting carpets, get someone to cover my shift at the theater tomorrow, (I hate coughing on people's popcorn), take more donations to the library and finish cooking my husband's latest re-enactors cooking experiment and our day will be complete. Of course, we have to run errand today and it snowed four inches last night. I hate February! Current Mood: cold | | Sunday, February 1st, 2009 | | 10:18 pm |
I look at that 25 random things about me and think, cripes, I doubt I could come up with 25 things interesting enough to post. The one I thought of would offend everyone (having to do with my religious beliefs or lack thereof). I didn't watch the football game. I watched Avengers tapes with my nieces. Go, Emma Peel!!!!! My husband made mini burgers and bratwurst and falafel. Yeah, he was experimenting again. I am posting mostly because a lot of folks I knew only through their journals have vanished over the years. I like to assume because their lives became more fulfilling or they found another fandom and not for untoward reasons. So I'd let people know I am still here. Still cursing my internal female bits. Still struggling with the usual issues of life. Still having dead muses, kilt, I suspect, by a combination of libido-killing drugs and that last book. So, I'm here. Haven't fallen off the perch yet. Current Mood: calm | | Sunday, December 21st, 2008 | | 7:58 pm |
Seymour is limping and is definitely not himself so first thing tomorrow, I call the vet and convince them he needs to come in right away. Just what I need. More stress. Poor woobie. Got a few cards written. A few packages mailed. Bought the food for the big Christmas eve party. My poor older brother, who has kidney stone issues, is on a super low sodium diet. During the holidays. You know, it has been an el crappo year for much of my family. On the upside, the Christmas play at my younger brother's school was wonderful. He does not do dull Christmas plays. One niece was the Virgin Mary with no lines but an important part and the older niece sang a solo and stunned me with her voice! Hope you all survive whatever holidays you celebrate. Current Mood: tired | | Thursday, December 11th, 2008 | | 10:13 pm |
READ THIS!!!!!! There is a story you must read. Really. It is called The White Road and can be found at http://snarryhols.occlumens.com/The_White_Road.htmIt is sad and brilliant and makes the dreck that was the final HP book into a shiningly glorious tale. It is Snarry and Snily and beyond anything I have ever written. It is There are no words. Read it. Current Mood: enthralled |
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