Living In Mirkwood
The check engine light on the car was nothing. Well, almost nothing. When the AC compressor fried it took the main sensing module with it, so it's perpetually reading a problem that does not exist. The mechanic manually checked all the sensors and verified that nothing is wrong with the engine. Which is astonishing, as it had almost no oil or coolant when I took it in. No one can explain what happened. So I'm doing something that is probably stupid: shrugging my shoulders and going "oh well, it runs now."
Also, my phone died. So I got a new one. It's nowhere near the coolness level of an iPhone or an Android, but I like it. Also bought a couple t-shirts that I hope will get here before Omegacon. Retail therapy.
All weekend daylight hours essentially were spent on getting the tree situation done. I'm still stunned at the amount of work involved in that little project. I mean, it was one damn tree, and my yard was so full of downed branches and twigs it was like Mirkwood. Sunday, I just barely got the heavy chainsaw stuff done, in the last possible minute while it was still light enough to see your hand in front of your face, let alone a highly dangerous power tool. I still have a sizable mound of sticks unbundled and several leaf piles unbagged. At this point, the hell with it. It stays until spring. At least I made stark0228 pretty happy, he took all my logs for his wood-burning stove. I'm thinking of it as a kind of a viking funeral.
*Sigh* Okay. Whiny emo alert in three... two... one...
I wish I could feel some sense of accomplishment about the tree stuff, but I don't. To be honest, these past few weeks have been incredibly difficult for me, emotionally. Maybe it was just the workload and other obligations, but I don't think so. It feels way deeper than that. Really profoundly bad. I've been screwing things up at work. Getting hugely, furiously angry at the stupidest shit. There are no payoffs. Things have really come to a head, and I just feel lost. I feel like I've failed at everything important in life.
Omegacon will be nice, but really, it's just an island in the midst of all this endless inability to deal. Movies, improv... they're all just islands. I don't need to find any more islands. What I need to do is drain the ocean, but how the hell am I supposed to do that?
Also, my phone died. So I got a new one. It's nowhere near the coolness level of an iPhone or an Android, but I like it. Also bought a couple t-shirts that I hope will get here before Omegacon. Retail therapy.
All weekend daylight hours essentially were spent on getting the tree situation done. I'm still stunned at the amount of work involved in that little project. I mean, it was one damn tree, and my yard was so full of downed branches and twigs it was like Mirkwood. Sunday, I just barely got the heavy chainsaw stuff done, in the last possible minute while it was still light enough to see your hand in front of your face, let alone a highly dangerous power tool. I still have a sizable mound of sticks unbundled and several leaf piles unbagged. At this point, the hell with it. It stays until spring. At least I made stark0228 pretty happy, he took all my logs for his wood-burning stove. I'm thinking of it as a kind of a viking funeral.
*Sigh* Okay. Whiny emo alert in three... two... one...
I wish I could feel some sense of accomplishment about the tree stuff, but I don't. To be honest, these past few weeks have been incredibly difficult for me, emotionally. Maybe it was just the workload and other obligations, but I don't think so. It feels way deeper than that. Really profoundly bad. I've been screwing things up at work. Getting hugely, furiously angry at the stupidest shit. There are no payoffs. Things have really come to a head, and I just feel lost. I feel like I've failed at everything important in life.
Omegacon will be nice, but really, it's just an island in the midst of all this endless inability to deal. Movies, improv... they're all just islands. I don't need to find any more islands. What I need to do is drain the ocean, but how the hell am I supposed to do that?