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[extemporanea]

Internets! Did you miss me? I missed you! The Evil Landlord awoke on Saturday morning, decided that this random rebooting thing was interfering unacceptably with his lawful computer gaming, and wandered off with his computer under his arm to get it Seen To. We have consequently spent three quarters of the Easter weekend without even sulky

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[anonymous]

Well that's a much more interesting subconscious husband choice than Tom.

And yes, we missed you.

(See that? "The internets" is a set now including me! Yay!)

scroob

[extemporanea]

Good point, it's a huge improvement on Tom. It has to be far healthier for my subconscious to marry me to someone I actually find attractive, the Tom theme looks suspiciously like self-loathing.

I hope you've recovered from your moving, shaking, rearranging and Epic Ikea Battles, and are able to engage in uninterrupted enjoyment of New Space. I always love that bit. Moving house makes me strangely happy.

[anonymous]

My enjoyment of moving is... mixed. I used to love it unreservedly. But this particular move was a whole lotta work. And it's still not done. There is furniture still to be assembled, plus furniture still to be delivered and then assembled, and so boxes still to be unpacked, and so the New Space is only intermittently enjoyable. Plus, all this moving work is keeping me from catching up with my real (shop) work, which as always is stressing me out.

But I do very much love the New Space. Especially my part of it, which is a whole floor! The top floor! I get to be the madwoman in the attic! (Although if Beloved calls me that he discovers the true meaning of Trouble.)

[wolverine_nun]

You're back! Hooray!
Have you seen a doctor about this headache? This is not normal.

[extemporanea]

Um, was that sarcasm? :> The whisper flies around the clubs, "Extemp has a headache!", and a millyun Internet users sigh, yawn and wearily ask, "So what's new?"

This weekend was, I think, some kind of sinus infection, since I felt not just headachy and cement-faced for most of it, but also wibbly, temperaturey and generally ick. I am now, however, a lot better. Promise!

[wolverine_nun]

No, that was not sarcasm. That was not "OMG! extemp has a headache! Run in circles scream and shout!" It was rather "um, a sinus headache you've been blogging about for the extent of living memory is not something other people tend to experience, so perhaps a medical opinion might be called for?" After all, even I saw a doctor after a tension headache that lasted a month and a sinus headache is a different kettle of fish, being caused by, like, stuff wrong with your sinuses, rather than Theses Of Death, for instance.

[extemporanea]

Well, yes, valid, except that I've seen the doctor repeatedly about the sinus problem, and the next step is surgery. I fear this, and I'm also not sure it would help. Also, this weekend was definitely some sort of virusy thing, and it's also the first time it's been a serious headache in a while, mostly it's sort of a dull background roar with which I can live, albeit with occasional whinging.

But, yes, you're right. I should see a doctor. I'll definitely think about it.

[anonymous]

1. Yes, we missed you! I've had time to check blogs from the hotel, there were no extemp updates.
2. I agree with w_n, maybe you should get those sinuses checked out.
3. Hooray! Book done! You rock :-)
4. Easter: think northern hemisphere, spring springing, rebirth and new life happening all around, and it makes more sense.

everymoment

[extemporanea]

thank you for missage and book-rockage and such, I feel appreciated.

I hasten to clarify: the pagan spring festival makes absolute and perfect sense to me, it's the sticking it on top of dead Christian gods that I completely fail to grok. No logic.

[bend_gules]

I remember the Baptist preacher, way back in the days when I was a boring born-again schoolgirl, trying desperately to claim that chocolate eggs represent the stone rolled away from Christ's tomb,

I had a schoolgirlhood like that! only mine was fully convicted(?). It fit well with my guilt-driven upbringing.

Eventually though, I had to admit that no matter how much I wanted to, I couldn't convince myself that the word of God was infallible, simply because it said it was.

And if you don't buy that, then the whole born-again approach falls apart.

[extemporanea]

Yes, basic logic is what caused me to abandon religion, in the end. In my case the whole religious bent was actually more a sort of pale, diffident stab at teenaged rebellion than anything else, I think: my parents are scientists and atheists, and were very worried when I came all over Baptist. Fortunately the Baptist rhetoric didn't survive first-year Religious Studies and Philosophy classes. Comparative religions are a great study: everyone should be forced to do them, just for the perspective. We looked at Christianity as a thought system in comparison with Marxism in Philosophy classes. Very broadening ;>.