Hmmm... Live Journal seems to have stopped working on two of my four Web browsers: Internet Explorer (Version 7) and Opera. Different patterns of failure.

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Last Tuesday, July twenty-eighth, I figured out I have celiac disease, an autoimmune condition triggered by the ingestion of gliadin, an amino acid found in wheat, rye, barley and a couple of other grains. It could account for several health problems I've been having. I previously attributed those problems to old age ( Read more... )

I had a good sabbath yesterday. Prayed for a friend of mine. I don't know whether it'll do her any good, but it was great for me! In the evening I watched Suddenly with _wind_spirit_ on this computer screen. One-dimensional characters, but still a must-see for me, though of course I'd already seen it.

I started the day with a big backlog of ironing to do, and I decided to tackle it and listen to some music at the same time. First I listened to the concert version of The Wall. There was a time when I identified strongly with the last track of that work, but somewhere along the way, that identification shifted to the song I Hope You Dance, which ( Read more... )

I came across another great quotation on the user-information page of a man whose application for membership in the asperger community I was processing. It's attributed to Kobi Yamada.

Sometimes you just have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down.

_wind_spirit_ and I just watched Casablanca for the first time. Impressive!

Sharon Nichols is back at work as an emergency services operator in Detroit. Before she was fired last time around, she messed up so badly that she was actually convicted by a jury on a criminal charge of willful neglect, after Sherrill Turner died of heart failure while Sharon told Sherrill's five-year-old son to quit playing with the telephone ( Read more... )

We leave for Berkeley at dawn. I'll be off the Internet for days and days.

The ophthalmologist confirmed my self-diagnosis: posterior vitreous detachment. He says the best course is to get used to it. I was almost blind before the detachment; but even now, I'm not blind enough to impress an ophthalmologist. I have another appointment in about a month to get fitted for prescription glasses. Maybe it'll be an ( Read more... )