Not dead yet, getting better.
It is drifting out of Winter slowly, inexorably, toward Mud Time. Have lost about half the height on the snowbanks due to rain and runoff during the above-freezing temps recently, but there's still plenty of dirty ice all over everywhere. The stop sign down at the corner is visible again, and the slick spots in the roads are giving way to potholes. Saw a few green tips of bulb flowers just barely coming up in front of the church today, a reminder that it might not be winter forever.
We're mostly over the cold-flu-what-have-you crud thing that we caught almost a month ago. (We, in context, being Me and Mox.) In the interim, very little of note has gotten done.
I have a busy week: Monday is Music Committee, Tuesday there's a political rally I'd like to go to if I can get over town before it breaks up, Wednesday is the once-a-month discussion group that's meeting at church, and Thursday is of course choir rehearsal.
Friday is a shutdown day so I will probably use that time for catching up on all the miscellaneous stuff I've ignored for several weeks.
I feel as though I have not been terribly productive lately. I did sell two scarves, though. (Stuck some up on the edge of my cube for the office ladies to admire, and offered them at a reasonable price.) And today I did a little beadwork. I really should be using the stash I have and not buying new supplies, but I seem never to have time and money simultaneously, so I buy supplies when I have money but no time, and I make stuff when I have time but no money. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I have nothing productive to add to the internet re: Japan Earthquake/Tsunami/Nuclear Plant Failure/Volcano/Clusterfucktastrophemageddonthing. (Waiting to hear whether next chapter is typhoon, disease outbreak, or swarm of locusts. Note to universe, am not sure whether this is your idea of a bad joke but if so, really ceased to be funny a couple of days ago, if ever was.)
I have also nothing productive to add to the internet discussion re: Libya Revolution/Civil War/Unrest/whatever you want to call it when a dictator doesn't bail at the first sign of organized resistance.
I have a great deal of desk pounding, mouth frothing invective with respect to labor issues in Wisconsin and elsewhere, but I'm going to distill them further before I put them out in public. Current summation = "FUCK 'EM! FUCK THE FUCKIN' FUCKERS!"
I am missing something, but not sure what it is.
This entry was originally posted at http://panacea.dreamwidth.org/423779.html
We're mostly over the cold-flu-what-have-you crud thing that we caught almost a month ago. (We, in context, being Me and Mox.) In the interim, very little of note has gotten done.
I have a busy week: Monday is Music Committee, Tuesday there's a political rally I'd like to go to if I can get over town before it breaks up, Wednesday is the once-a-month discussion group that's meeting at church, and Thursday is of course choir rehearsal.
Friday is a shutdown day so I will probably use that time for catching up on all the miscellaneous stuff I've ignored for several weeks.
I feel as though I have not been terribly productive lately. I did sell two scarves, though. (Stuck some up on the edge of my cube for the office ladies to admire, and offered them at a reasonable price.) And today I did a little beadwork. I really should be using the stash I have and not buying new supplies, but I seem never to have time and money simultaneously, so I buy supplies when I have money but no time, and I make stuff when I have time but no money. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
I have nothing productive to add to the internet re: Japan Earthquake/Tsunami/Nuclear Plant Failure/Volcano/Clusterfucktastrophemageddonthing. (Waiting to hear whether next chapter is typhoon, disease outbreak, or swarm of locusts. Note to universe, am not sure whether this is your idea of a bad joke but if so, really ceased to be funny a couple of days ago, if ever was.)
I have also nothing productive to add to the internet discussion re: Libya Revolution/Civil War/Unrest/whatever you want to call it when a dictator doesn't bail at the first sign of organized resistance.
I have a great deal of desk pounding, mouth frothing invective with respect to labor issues in Wisconsin and elsewhere, but I'm going to distill them further before I put them out in public. Current summation = "FUCK 'EM! FUCK THE FUCKIN' FUCKERS!"
I am missing something, but not sure what it is.
This entry was originally posted at http://panacea.dreamwidth.org/423779.html