Oh look, I have an LJ!
I'm not liking that ski jumper guy and those mountains in the upper right corner. The mountains look disturbingly like the snow piles outside my front door.
I do not live in snow country. I live in "have a snowstorm once every seven years and then panic" country. Plus I'm from Northern California and never had any desire to leave there, especially not for this god-forsaken planet of the Ood.
And there's been no school for my kids for TWO FREAKING WEEKS. I shall go insane. Or have been. Slowly and quietly. I can't concentrate. In fact, I'm so fuzzy and unfocused that it took me about three days to figure out that the word for what I have been unable to do is "concentrate."
So here's what I've been able to do in the last two weeks while looking for activities that mostly don't require a high level of mental competence:
-- Shoveled and continue to shovel snow. Fortunately there's been plenty of opportunity for this. Unfortunately I collapse in exhaustion after only half an hour.
-- Wrote a blog post on how I used to like Orson Scott Card, but now he pisses me off.
-- Learned how to needlepoint, though I was unable to keep track of the colors and did it all wrong.
-- Read Carter Beats the Devil by Glen David Gold (highly recommended) and am about halfway through Children of God by Mary Doria Russell, the sequel to The Sparrow (also highly recommended if you enjoy horribly tragic science fiction).
-- Caught up on Flash Forward, Dollhouse, House, Castle, Being Human, and watched some not-that-great movies like The Proposal, Inkheart, and Religulous. It's more video than I've watched in the last six months combined.
-- Bought a new album by Midlake and an older and really wonderful one by Jack Savoretti.
And... now I can't think of a conclusion for this post. So I shall stop.
I do not live in snow country. I live in "have a snowstorm once every seven years and then panic" country. Plus I'm from Northern California and never had any desire to leave there, especially not for this god-forsaken planet of the Ood.
And there's been no school for my kids for TWO FREAKING WEEKS. I shall go insane. Or have been. Slowly and quietly. I can't concentrate. In fact, I'm so fuzzy and unfocused that it took me about three days to figure out that the word for what I have been unable to do is "concentrate."
So here's what I've been able to do in the last two weeks while looking for activities that mostly don't require a high level of mental competence:
-- Shoveled and continue to shovel snow. Fortunately there's been plenty of opportunity for this. Unfortunately I collapse in exhaustion after only half an hour.
-- Wrote a blog post on how I used to like Orson Scott Card, but now he pisses me off.
-- Learned how to needlepoint, though I was unable to keep track of the colors and did it all wrong.
-- Read Carter Beats the Devil by Glen David Gold (highly recommended) and am about halfway through Children of God by Mary Doria Russell, the sequel to The Sparrow (also highly recommended if you enjoy horribly tragic science fiction).
-- Caught up on Flash Forward, Dollhouse, House, Castle, Being Human, and watched some not-that-great movies like The Proposal, Inkheart, and Religulous. It's more video than I've watched in the last six months combined.
-- Bought a new album by Midlake and an older and really wonderful one by Jack Savoretti.
And... now I can't think of a conclusion for this post. So I shall stop.