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Dear LJ - please, stop with the post-blocking slowness? I'm doing the best I can to get through posts, and maybe formulate one of my own here?

My hair is cut. Like, Hitomi Kanzaki cut. It's VERRA short. I don't think it's been this short since Cliff died. After coping with only bang trims most of this year (and not even that many of those) due to finances, getting hair in my eyes, caught in the glasses, the handbag strap, you name it - I'd had enough, and more than enough. It's OFF.

I no longer have to wash hair first, then rest of me in the shower. I can just start at the top and wash everything at once. That short.

Maybe this cut will also last a bit longer. Do I get regular maintenance? Oh please. Moving on!

Thanks to allowing Borders to send me spam, I found out that former President Jimmy Carter was doing a book signing in Westwood yesterday. It required me to jet away from work for two hours to get there when the store opened to get a wristband - and the three books I bought for him to sign - then back to work, then back in the car at two in the afternoon to get there, with kid and fella in tow (kid without nap) to sit it out until six PM for the signing. Kid was exhausted by signing time, hungry too - but managed to eck out a grin for the nice grandpa guy who did his book signing standing up. We were #22 in line. And I have Christmas presents for the mothers (and one for me).

Looked for a copy of FEED to give President Carter, and discovered there were none. Asking an associate to help me find one, I found out that they had started removing books from the shelves the night before...because this store is closing January first, but I didn't tell you that. Seanan's book is off the shelf because they're closing this Borders.

If I wasn't so perpetually fried, I might have wept. Getting angry? Pointless. Everyone is angry. So what.

I'm going to try to explain something in as few a words as I can.

I'm sleeping as many hours as I can grab. That's usually seven or less. If I don't put myself to bed by 10:00 PM, I will PAY for it the next day when kid decides this is the day getting up at 4:00 AM is KEEN. Those days exist. Most nights, the lights and all media sources are turned off or silenced at 8:00 PM, because kid has been put in bed and there will be no excuses for him to stay awake demanding to come back out and play. Of course, once he's good and asleep, that can change...but by then, one is usually asleep too. So it goes.

So no, I'm not knitting. That, plus the fact I have not gotten my glasses changed since earlier this year when I was written new prescriptions for them (and my provider wanted about five to seven hundred more dollars I didn't have lying around), such things aren't getting written as high on the list as say, sleeping. Or trying like hell to maintain some kind of social presence, and be a decent friend if not a good one.

I see tons of things I want to try. BADLY.

Someone said something about the writing art and having a place for the writer to work. One does not exist in my world today. No, sincerely and truly. This thing gets banged out as fast as I can write it down, checked briefly and posted before I'm off to the next thing. Work is the only place when I can grab five minutes (or a bit more) without interruption or being On Duty. I know my writing habits - I need an hour. I can make do with fifteen minutes, but a steady diet of fifteen minute bits creates something that takes me hours to tease out and by then, I'm pretty fed up. I need that time to shut my brain off and boot it up inside my story space - it takes more than a few moments.

It hasn't happened in a very long time.

Did I also mention the other things I need to do, like read bills, think about what is going to be put in lunches and maybe even *gasp* read a book? I've got a home study update to get done, and financial statements and employment verifications? Right.

We've bought 'How to Train Your Dragon' on DVD - my favorite film this year, hands down and guess what? It's been in the house for almost a week - and do you think I've watched it yet?

Don't ask me what's on television. I don't have a clue. Most of the things I recorded on the TiVo have been erased, because we needed to record other things (don't ask me, I wasn't consulted) and needed the space. *sigh* Glee? I know, I know. Get it for me on DVD. Oh wait.

I always have time to clean up some pile of something accumulating on the kitchen table. It always managed to pile up again, too. Go figure. I like having a place to eat, and all that. And oh, I do it with my back to the television. Someone has to.

I have to-be-read stacks at both work and home.

I really bite my tongue when kid asks me why I haven't gotten as much done in Pokemon as he has. No dear, I haven't fought blah blah, I haven't played as many hours as you have.

Clean clothes. Do I have something not filthy I can wear tomorrow. I have less than two hours a day - and frankly, I'm not switching gears that fast anymore. There is always something left over from looking after things to keep me occupied.

About the only thing that I try to do? I can start a game of Sims2 while working the last parts of the daily routines, and if I'm really on top of things? Get an hour and half in, play-wise. Maybe. (Lately, that hasn't even happened.) You want totally brainless decomp time, there it is. Hey, it doesn't require me to turn on lights and I can put it on headphones. Not so much with the television. If anything I wanted to save to watch later was kept, that is.

This is largely for documentation sake. Last year, I was too sick even for this much. Maybe next year will see me able to multi-task more. But right now, when kid is awake, I'm tied up. And not even with him, but with all the things that make things work, lifestyle-wise. Clean places to sleep. Clothes to wear. Food not eaten out because nothing has been made at home (and every space taken up with dirty dishes). Bills paid. Crap thrown out. That sort of thing.

The worst part is that I can see it's still not enough. Before I do my holiday gatherings, there will be a Cleaning, and it will likely mean hiring help to do it.

Sigh again.

I see lots of things I want to do. I think the goal for the next year is going to be getting the other things done better so more time can be had for them.

In the meantime, my memory is good and I still want to do that.

Dear LJ - please, stop with the post-blocking slowness? I'm doing the best I can to get through posts, and maybe formulate one of my own here?

My hair is cut. Like, Hitomi Kanzaki cut. It's VERRA short. I don't think it's been this short since Cliff died. After coping with only bang trims most of this year (and not even that many of those) due to finances, getting hair in my eyes, caught in the glasses, the handbag strap, you name it - I'd had enough, and more than enough. It's OFF.

I no longer have to wash hair first, then rest of me in the shower. I can just start at the top and wash everything at once. That short.

Maybe this cut will also last a bit longer. Do I get regular maintenance? Oh please. Moving on!

Thanks to allowing Borders to send me spam, I found out that former President Jimmy Carter was doing a book signing in Westwood yesterday. It required me to jet away from work for two hours to get there when the store opened to get a wristband - and the three books I bought for him to sign - then back to work, then back in the car at two in the afternoon to get there, with kid and fella in tow (kid without nap) to sit it out until six PM for the signing. Kid was exhausted by signing time, hungry too - but managed to eck out a grin for the nice grandpa guy who did his book signing standing up. We were #22 in line. And I have Christmas presents for the mothers (and one for me).

Looked for a copy of FEED to give President Carter, and discovered there were none. Asking an associate to help me find one, I found out that they had started removing books from the shelves the night before...because this store is closing January first, but I didn't tell you that. Seanan's book is off the shelf because they're closing this Borders.

If I wasn't so perpetually fried, I might have wept. Getting angry? Pointless. Everyone is angry. So what.

I'm going to try to explain something in as few a words as I can.

I'm sleeping as many hours as I can grab. That's usually seven or less. If I don't put myself to bed by 10:00 PM, I will PAY for it the next day when kid decides this is the day getting up at 4:00 AM is KEEN. Those days exist. Most nights, the lights and all media sources are turned off or silenced at 8:00 PM, because kid has been put in bed and there will be no excuses for him to stay awake demanding to come back out and play. Of course, once he's good and asleep, that can change...but by then, one is usually asleep too. So it goes.

So no, I'm not knitting. That, plus the fact I have not gotten my glasses changed since earlier this year when I was written new prescriptions for them (and my provider wanted about five to seven hundred more dollars I didn't have lying around), such things aren't getting written as high on the list as say, sleeping. Or trying like hell to maintain some kind of social presence, and be a decent friend if not a good one.

I see tons of things I want to try. BADLY.

Someone said something about the writing art and having a place for the writer to work. One does not exist in my world today. No, sincerely and truly. This thing gets banged out as fast as I can write it down, checked briefly and posted before I'm off to the next thing. Work is the only place when I can grab five minutes (or a bit more) without interruption or being On Duty. I know my writing habits - I need an hour. I can make do with fifteen minutes, but a steady diet of fifteen minute bits creates something that takes me hours to tease out and by then, I'm pretty fed up. I need that time to shut my brain off and boot it up inside my story space - it takes more than a few moments.

It hasn't happened in a very long time.

Did I also mention the other things I need to do, like read bills, think about what is going to be put in lunches and maybe even *gasp* read a book? I've got a home study update to get done, and financial statements and employment verifications? Right.

We've bought 'How to Train Your Dragon' on DVD - my favorite film this year, hands down and guess what? It's been in the house for almost a week - and do you think I've watched it yet?

Don't ask me what's on television. I don't have a clue. Most of the things I recorded on the TiVo have been erased, because we needed to record other things (don't ask me, I wasn't consulted) and needed the space. *sigh* Glee? I know, I know. Get it for me on DVD. Oh wait.

I always have time to clean up some pile of something accumulating on the kitchen table. It always managed to pile up again, too. Go figure. I like having a place to eat, and all that. And oh, I do it with my back to the television. Someone has to.

I have to-be-read stacks at both work and home.

I really bite my tongue when kid asks me why I haven't gotten as much done in Pokemon as he has. No dear, I haven't fought blah blah, I haven't played as many hours as you have.

Clean clothes. Do I have something not filthy I can wear tomorrow. I have less than two hours a day - and frankly, I'm not switching gears that fast anymore. There is always something left over from looking after things to keep me occupied.

About the only thing that I try to do? I can start a game of Sims2 while working the last parts of the daily routines, and if I'm really on top of things? Get an hour and half in, play-wise. Maybe. (Lately, that hasn't even happened.) You want totally brainless decomp time, there it is. Hey, it doesn't require me to turn on lights and I can put it on headphones. Not so much with the television. If anything I wanted to save to watch later was kept, that is.

This is largely for documentation sake. Last year, I was too sick even for this much. Maybe next year will see me able to multi-task more. But right now, when kid is awake, I'm tied up. And not even with him, but with all the things that make things work, lifestyle-wise. Clean places to sleep. Clothes to wear. Food not eaten out because nothing has been made at home (and every space taken up with dirty dishes). Bills paid. Crap thrown out. That sort of thing.

The worst part is that I can see it's still not enough. Before I do my holiday gatherings, there will be a Cleaning, and it will likely mean hiring help to do it.

Sigh again.

I see lots of things I want to do. I think the goal for the next year is going to be getting the other things done better so more time can be had for them.

In the meantime, my memory is good and I still want to do that.

A Pakistani-born U.S. citizen, Faisal Shahzad, was hauled off a flight to Dubai and arrested late Monday; federal authorities say he has admitted to plotting the attack. He was charged Tuesday with terrorism and attempting to use a weapon of mass destruction.

"Jack Bauer might have caught him in '24'," said Police Commissioner Raymond Kelly, referring to Fox's popular TV show "24." ''But in the real world, 53's not bad."

Once again, with feeling:

Catch them, try them and put them in jail. Common criminals and there's plenty of ways to deal with them.

Next!

Rabbit, rabbit. August is over and we survived. I can't say as much for many of my friends or neighbors. It's even too hot to light a candle or the good stuff right now.

I think I might bring the humidifier back out for the kid's room at night - it's hot, dry and smokey, and he's coughing in his sleep. Poor kid.

As soon as I find a way, I'm going to be taking that Freecycle special up to this place and get an education on refurbishing it. Then tune up the one n6vfp gave Jim, and see what can be done about actually using them. I think the first thing might be car racks, just to get them to and from, neh?

And find a suitable distraction for kiddo during. I know I wanted to start Kumon for him - and now he is 4, it might be time to do so. Swim classes are done - and before I decide to do another set (we might not get them in before they close for the season 10/1), I'm wondering if we need to transition to this first.

You heard 'Disney takes Marvel' - I heard Stan Lee croak 'I'm old and I don't want to Ackerman my characters!' Disney is a very stable place to park your properties, and has a long history of taking good care - they just do it Their Way, and that's that.

That said, the sooner Wolverine shows up in Kingdom Hearts, the better. Kitty Pride, double ditto. Jean Grey - stay dead, thanks. No, really. (Recast Tidus as Spiderman. Right.)

I've heard about Arkham Asylum. It's on either Xbox or PS3, two platforms that don't exist in my house and won't. Bugger. (Jim would LOVE it. Me, not so much.)

It also occurs to me to mention that there are two movies out and promoted rather heavily with the word 'Wife' in them. Consider for a moment just how inane and boring a movie substituting the word 'Husband' would be and you have my basic impression. OOOOH a movie about someone else's WIFEY. *slaps* (Cripes, do I need to be reminded that there needed to be a COMMANDMENT about this shit?) No, I have no interest in seeing either. Tell me something else about the character aside from her marital status, please. Thanks.

(Not far enough by half, and nobody's baby. Rar.)

You want something good. Go get this. It's Good. No, really. It's seanan_mcguire's book, 'Rosemary and Rue?' Yeah. Reviews coming in from everywhere - I think I may romp through my copy when it arrives (and that might be on the drive home tonight instead of waiting for the mails) or try to make it last like a really good bar of chocolate. Well, you know how that ends.

What she isn't making a lot of noise about? the follow on book to R & R is already up for pre-order and you can order both of them right now! Come on, you wanna. Really you do.

I'm not surprised this is a good as it is - Seanan writes. Often, constantly, irrepressibly. She loves doing it so much, she even has a passion for intricately patterned poetry that just blows me away. It may take some time, but she's been known to ask her FL for prompts and then deliver hundreds of pieces, just for the kicks and fun of it. She not only can conceive and craft a story, she has the legs to beat the living crap out of it in rewrites until it's done, and done well. She also has a taste for her own people, worlds and the underpinnings of life around her - she does not walk through this world with blinders on. How much can she do? She's still considering getting the kitty her own Twitter account, on top of the wordcount she puts out here, there, here again, and to her publisher. Oh, and under two names as well. She's a busy girl.

She reeled me in years ago right here on LJ writing about Nair in anticipating of a Baycon. You do that, you can do just about anything you set your cap for. Congrats - and support a fellow blonde, get these books. PSA over.

I'm nowhere near the fires. I'm near the ocean, which right now has the only passable air in Los Angeles. We are still coughing in our sleep, and tracking ashes everywhere.

Tonight is crockpot lamb stew. I'm thinking of some soda bread when I get home to go with it.

Rabbit, rabbit. August is over and we survived. I can't say as much for many of my friends or neighbors. It's even too hot to light a candle or the good stuff right now.

I think I might bring the humidifier back out for the kid's room at night - it's hot, dry and smokey, and he's coughing in his sleep. Poor kid.

As soon as I find a way, I'm going to be taking that Freecycle special up to this place and get an education on refurbishing it. Then tune up the one n6vfp gave Jim, and see what can be done about actually using them. I think the first thing might be car racks, just to get them to and from, neh?

And find a suitable distraction for kiddo during. I know I wanted to start Kumon for him - and now he is 4, it might be time to do so. Swim classes are done - and before I decide to do another set (we might not get them in before they close for the season 10/1), I'm wondering if we need to transition to this first.

You heard 'Disney takes Marvel' - I heard Stan Lee croak 'I'm old and I don't want to Ackerman my characters!' Disney is a very stable place to park your properties, and has a long history of taking good care - they just do it Their Way, and that's that.

That said, the sooner Wolverine shows up in Kingdom Hearts, the better. Kitty Pride, double ditto. Jean Grey - stay dead, thanks. No, really. (Recast Tidus as Spiderman. Right.)

I've heard about Arkham Asylum. It's on either Xbox or PS3, two platforms that don't exist in my house and won't. Bugger. (Jim would LOVE it. Me, not so much.)

It also occurs to me to mention that there are two movies out and promoted rather heavily with the word 'Wife' in them. Consider for a moment just how inane and boring a movie substituting the word 'Husband' would be and you have my basic impression. OOOOH a movie about someone else's WIFEY. *slaps* (Cripes, do I need to be reminded that there needed to be a COMMANDMENT about this shit?) No, I have no interest in seeing either. Tell me something else about the character aside from her marital status, please. Thanks.

(Not far enough by half, and nobody's baby. Rar.)

You want something good. Go get this. It's Good. No, really. It's seanan_mcguire's book, 'Rosemary and Rue?' Yeah. Reviews coming in from everywhere - I think I may romp through my copy when it arrives (and that might be on the drive home tonight instead of waiting for the mails) or try to make it last like a really good bar of chocolate. Well, you know how that ends.

What she isn't making a lot of noise about? the follow on book to R & R is already up for pre-order and you can order both of them right now! Come on, you wanna. Really you do.

I'm not surprised this is a good as it is - Seanan writes. Often, constantly, irrepressibly. She loves doing it so much, she even has a passion for intricately patterned poetry that just blows me away. It may take some time, but she's been known to ask her FL for prompts and then deliver hundreds of pieces, just for the kicks and fun of it. She not only can conceive and craft a story, she has the legs to beat the living crap out of it in rewrites until it's done, and done well. She also has a taste for her own people, worlds and the underpinnings of life around her - she does not walk through this world with blinders on. How much can she do? She's still considering getting the kitty her own Twitter account, on top of the wordcount she puts out here, there, here again, and to her publisher. Oh, and under two names as well. She's a busy girl.

She reeled me in years ago right here on LJ writing about Nair in anticipating of a Baycon. You do that, you can do just about anything you set your cap for. Congrats - and support a fellow blonde, get these books. PSA over.

I'm nowhere near the fires. I'm near the ocean, which right now has the only passable air in Los Angeles. We are still coughing in our sleep, and tracking ashes everywhere.

Tonight is crockpot lamb stew. I'm thinking of some soda bread when I get home to go with it.

Oh, it's not even Memorial Day yet.

And I've started Christmas shopping.

Heh.

Have some awesome.

(Printing some to take with to Taiwan, oh very yes.)

Have some awesome.

(Printing some to take with to Taiwan, oh very yes.)

You wonder what I do for a living?

In the Key of ERP, and it's a plug for Epicor, I know, I know.

My tongue is so firmly in cheek right now, it hurts. It's like high school meets my real life. Seriously.

(Anybody know anything about the CBP 10+2 rule?)