Somehow, things have gotten screwed up. I was planning to leave for WorldCon on Wednesday. But it turns out that the friend with whom I'm driving is arriving Wednesday night and we're going on Thursday morning. I don't know how this happened. I thought she was arriving Tuesday and that we were leaving on Wednesday. I'm angry. I'm frustrated. I'm ( Read more... )

1) I've slept deeply the last two nights, but I've had disturbing, unhappy dreams. I don't want this trend to continue. I usually fall asleep quickly and deeply and sleep well, but this dream trend is harshing my mellow something fierce. Also, as much as I sleep, I don't feel rested and content ( Read more... )

I've been home four days now, and it's been a little bit of a rough landing. Work has been, as expected, busy and challenging, and not always in a good way. At home I can get nothing done without being harassed by Zeke. I haven't had a single day where I haven't been roused out of bed at an ungodly hour (this morning it was 4:30). Vacation is truly ( Read more... )

1) Why why why do I subject myself to the comments sections of news items? They're only a confirmation that one should despair of the general population ( Read more... )

I feel like I've spent the last week avoiding things. And I suddenly feel like I'm overcommitted. I look at my calendar and I've just got too much stuff going on and, if I'm going to be overcommitted, not enough of the stuff I'm committed to is stuff I want to do. There are things I need to do that I also want to do that aren't getting done. I'm ( Read more... )

I was all set to get up this morning and review the first two films I've seen at this year's Seattle International Film Festival. I thought I might write about my next big international trip, currently in its delightful planning stages. But no. This morning, you get a rant, because I'm pissed off ( Read more... )

It recently occurred to me that I needed to turn my mattress. This mattress, not being double-sided, must be spun like a disc rather than flipped like a record. What a freakin' pain in the butt. I wish it were more comfortable, so as to feel like it's worth all the damn trouble. ::sigh::

Yesterday I posted about Richard Hugo House scheduling a class on Jewish identity on the Sabbath. I wrote them, asking them if this was a deliberate choice, and today I received a response from Brian McGuigan, who manages programming and marketing for Hugo House. He says that it was a deliberate choice--on the part of the instructor, who is also ( Read more... )

I'm fatigued. All the time. I go out to walk to try to work up some energy. I come home and fall over. I do two hours of work. I go into the bedroom and fall over. I've been eating a lot of red meat lately because I've craved it like a mad, craving thing, which means I need iron. I'm starting back on my iron supplement tonight. But I'm so tired of ( Read more... )

I haven't written much of anything since I got home from New York. Work has been frustrating and monotonous. I can't seem to read anything but magazine articles and the web. I have the urge to spend a ridiculous sum of money when all I really ought to be doing is save-save-saving. The only thing I seem to have concentration for is dish washing, ( Read more... )