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theodosia: (Angel)
From my current Twitter stream:


  • 07:41 consciousness doen't seem enough reward for getting up #
  • 11:26 shoudl be in the car already. ::vanishes:: #
  • 16:47 Looking at: The Daily Dish | By Andrew Sullivan (February 16, 2009) - Torture And Memory tinyurl.com/dyoh5g #
  • 17:42 Getting ready to go to class, tral la. Have to change back into my Outside Clothes #
  • 19:52 Making session-enabled Web service tonight in class. Whoo! #
  • 22:03 all done! #
  • 07:17 remember all the things I didn't get done yesterday? ::looks fierce and determined:: #


Yesterday I accomplished -- well, not much of note, aside from an entry into a Worth1000 contest. (I need to keep up my Photoshop, etc. skills, so getting an Assignment instead of faffing around with computer solitaire games is worthwhile.)

My Tweets from Monday didn't even include the rather nice time I had viewing Coraline for the second time in the company of Readaslot and Batwrangler, which was a nice semi-extension of Boskone, what with having late lunch at Macaroni Grill (my favorite chain restaurant ever) and having fun peeps to revisit con ideas and experiences with.

I didn't even update here. In fact, I pretty much didn't read LJ at all. (Lest you think I just update from Twitter -- no, I usually go through the boards two or three times a day, minimum.)

At least I got out to the grocery store! And bought, um, frozen-non-dairy-dessert bars.

Tomorrow... visiting PA for a long long weekend of Mom-herding, which is pretty much light duty. In class, we're starting our final project tonight, which the teacher says is designed to be completed in the remaining class time exclusive of outside time (we're free to work more on it on our own.) Alas, I'm kind of going to have to depend on that, since I won't have my Windows computer along, just the iBook running the wrong OS and all. But I should have enough time to make up for that in the coming week and a half....

Above, I recommend the Andrew Sullivan note, which is short but entirely to the point about the usefulness of torture as a interrogation method -- it points out that severe pain and stress has been proven by psychologists to DEGRADE accurate memory recall. So, presuming a torture candidate actually does have some useful information, how much more likely is it that they'd be able to spit it out IF THEY CAN'T ACTUALLY RECALL IT ACCURATELY?

Sometimes I think I'm just yelling about this because it's such an affront to, LOGIC as well, as, you know, human rights and human decency.
theodosia: (monsters)
From my current Twitter stream:

  • 06:57 I'm trying to gauge just how distressed the cats are about being fed. It's about 12 hours since their last meal.... #
  • 06:59 The sight of Chumley running flat out down the stairs trying to beat Muppet to the food bowls just NEVER fails to AMUSE. #
  • 10:34 is down in the dumps about being defriended by a long time friend on LJ. It feels like such a rebuke, even if it isn't. #
  • 14:26 Found out that a friend is having twins! They will be much loved and well-parented, too. #
  • 15:16 making a pretty thing in Photoshop. Ah, the solace of arty stuff! #
  • 20:04 Shopping center was CRAZEEE crowded tonight -- I drove around for 15 minutes before I gave up and went to the employee lot.... #


I did get really down in the dumps yesterday when I found out that I got defriended by somebody whose real-life friendship I value greatly. That they don't have the 2 minutes or so to catch up with one of my typical posts these days seems the final nail in a coffin marked "Great Person Who Has Given Up Liking Me."

On the other hand, I know what it is to have a busy life, and to try to cut down the amount of time one is taking for online pursuits, not to mention the fact that many of my enthusiasms and pursuits have wandered a bit over the past few years. (Yes, I still do love Due South and Hugh Dillon, to name just two major fascinations whom I've spent a lot of past time on. And I'm not writing at the moment, though since that seems to come and go in my life, I will probably start up again... sometime.)

In the spirit that it hurts less if you RIIIPPPPPPPPP off the Bandaid, I'm declaring a defriending amnesty today. If reading my posts is one more chore on your way to the good stuff, if you're going to scream if I complain once more about being unemployed or feel like groaning when I post a picture, or are rolling your eyes when you read a bunch of disconnected Tweets: it's OK to check out.

I won't lie and say it doesn't hurt me, but I feel it will be better if I don't put people -- that I really do like and would love to share stuff with -- in the position of feeling obligated to read here.

Please understand that this isn't a plea for "reassure me that you like me" -- not that I don't like attention from my friends, but I don't want the attention you get setting up people to give you a pat on the head. I've disabled comments on this post, and I pledge not to check the list of "people who have friended me back" for... I dunno, at least a month if I can stand it.

(It would probably be better if I never checked that list at all, but if my friended-back-list gets down to ten people who haven't checked LJ in a couple years, I should give up journaling here, you know?)
theodosia: (thousand elephants (by heuradys))
From my current Twitter stream:

  • 07:27 Um... exactly where did this snowstorm come from, anyway? It's supposed to be 4-6 inches!!!??? #
  • 07:32 Looking at: COOL NYTimes Infographic on Flight 1549, which shows off fancy-ass FLASH work! tinyurl.com/8wphwm #
  • 10:22 FINALLY ready to leave. Sheesh. It's worse when I'm not in a hurry.... #
  • 17:57 Watching JADE WARRIOR at Arisia -Finnish/Chinese modern Kalevala?! #
  • 19:36 Off to dinner at Ethiopean restaurant! #
  • 22:02 Waiting for car to warm up enough to drive home #
  • 22:37 finally home -- very slippery out, not just for cars but also walking down the street. However, very VERY sparkly. #


Day 3 of Arisia went much better for me, especially in the realm of Spending Some Quality Time With Friends like Malkingrey and Oracne, though there are still far too many people I've only managed to catch not a glimpse of.

One of the programming items I attended was a macrame class where we could buy the materials to make a hemp-string bracelet. It's been DECADES since I did macrame, so it was fun to try it again, and the hemp cord is much more workable and prettier than the butcher's cord which was all I could work with as a kid.

There was also a fun panel on Pushing Daisies with Eric Van and Sonja Taafe and articulate others, and I managed to expound on why Emerson Cod Is The Anti-Magical Negro, and generally share in the warm glow of fannish LOVE.

I had to kill some time before meeting others for dinner at 7, so I ducked into a showing of Jade Warrior which is a Finnish/Chinese coproduction involving a reincarnated and most especially doomed warrior monk (who has ended up as a smith in modern-day Helsinki) and the demon who has hunted him through the centuries, as well as recreating the Sampo, and some really spectacular one-on-one Wuxia fights, culminating in a demon-vs-smith in a forge with HAMMERS that was gorgeously brutal.

Then we gathered some adventurous souls and found our way over to Central Square for Ethiopian food and honey wine, which was much enjoyed both for the yumminess and the talking, too. Getting home turned into a bit of a slog, because the snow had been coming down all day and there was about 4 inches on my car, and the roads were a mess and a half. However, it's less than 3 miles home and there wasn't much traffic, so I drove ever-so-carefully and slowly.

There's still some Arisia left, so I may stir myself yet again, especially because roads are clear and parking will be ever so much less of a problem....
theodosia: (dead like me)
I've seen on LJ that I've missed at least TWO more good friends whom I would have most sincerely wanted to spend time with, yesterday. Leaving early both nights probably hasn't helped my chances of running into friends, but still, that'll give you an idea how hard it is for me to negotiate these crowds.

Off in just a few more minutes for another assault on Mt Arisia....

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Now playing: Beach Boys - Good Vibrations
http://foxytunes.com/artist/beach+boys/track/good+vibrations
theodosia: (northwest)
From my current Twitter stream:

  • 07:50 6F out again, was expecting colder. Not complaining, exactly. #
  • 08:55 This waking stuff is uphill work, despite sunny sun and coldy cold. #
  • 09:45 Want to go to Arisia. Do NOT WANT to go out in cold 7F. ::whimpers:: #
  • 11:52 At Arisia hearing a reading! #


Arisia enjoyable, though I had trouble finding people -- the hotel is laid out in a tiny maze of floors, and would be a cool place for about 1/3 as many people. It's all wrong for this crowd, especially for the ESPECIALLY clueless fans who stop in the middle of the traffic areas to have an intense discussion among at least five people, which means there's a one-person-size passage for two way traffic RIGHT AT PANEL CHANGING TIME.

Got there in time nearly in time for the start of oracne's 10 AM reading (which was DAMN fine smut). I was unsure about the legality of the parking space I was in, so I went out after Greer's reading and moved my car to a safer one, which was unfortunately a good quarter mile further away -- my cheapitude trumps all, including common sense, but at least I was wearing my heavy duty coat and appurtenances.

I still had a fine time, up to about 4 or so when my personal fresh-by-date expired. Lasted through another two panels, which had friends on them, found yet another friend (Hi, Ellen!) as I was getting my coat, but still departed before 8 PM... and was asleep by 9:30 at home.

This morning -- we're having a Surprise!Snowpocalypse, at least if you're me and didn't see any forecasts yesterday. It's supposed to be 4-6 inches, too, but I'm planning my journey to the con around convenient transportation options....

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