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Bad things:
1) Car is stalling out; low idle.
2) Woke up this morning, felt sick, did not go to work.
3) Leak in roof has new manifestation, am full of despair.

Good things:
1) Low idle probably easy to fix.
2) Am not commuting in sleet, am instead about to have cup of tea and watch Jericho.
3) International mail does work, package made it safely to UK.
4) Have received word package is also coming from UK; much rejoicing.

Overall, thumbs up.
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1 - It was lovely and warm. I went out without a jacket and only regretted it a little. I was tempted to buy fresh veggies and have them for dinner, but we're really not to that stage of spring yet.
2 - Spring forward, people!
3 - TurboTax is cool.
4 - It being warm this morning makes it even more unfair that I'm cold now.
5 - My freakish eye-color mutation is terrifyingly apparent in photos where there is too much flash.
6 - I watch too much tv.
7 - This isn't from today, but apparently the honeybees are disappearing.
8 - I would much rather stay home than go to work tomorrow.
9 - I killed off the hyacinths I tried to grow in little forcing jars.
10 - I've eaten eight marshmallow bunnies today. Ewww.

Ice Day

Feb. 14th, 2007 02:26 pm
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So when I woke up at 5am, and heard the gentle tapping of sleet against the window, I figured I wasn't going to work today. And when I toddled downstairs to look out the front window at the street, and saw that it was a big grey slushy morass, I knew I wasn't going to work today! And so I went back to bed, and slept too, too long. Because my body has a very set routine on work days:

5am - get up
7am - first cup of tea
8.30am - second cup of tea
11am - lunch
1.30pm - third cup of tea
6pm dinner

And today it got:
5am - get up; promptly go back to bed
7am - sleep
8.30am - sleep
11am - sleep

So when I woke up at noon I had missed two meals and was in serious caffiene withdrawl. It sort of takes the fun out of sleeping in.

But now, I have had some tea, and some strudel (and I did make gingerbread, so I will have some of that in a bit), and all is well. I am pondering lunch. I have also been playing with Otto, who has been as excited to have someone home in the middle of the day as a kid actually off school for a snow day. I let him go out on the porch to sniff around, while I was shoveling, except he kept running over to the neighbor's door and trying to get in. No good!

So I did Good Productive Things: I shoveled my walk, and put salt on it, and cleaned off my car and moved it back to my house from the side street I parked it on. Soon, I think, I will paint a stepstool I've had for six months and planned to paint this whole time. And have more tea.

Side Note Not About Weather: I was talking to my mom last night, and instead of the phrase "stay at home father" (we were discussing J's inevitable role if the two of us should ever have kids), she used the word "housepapa". And I just found that....totally adorable. I'll add it to the pile of Good Things About Having Kids. Which is still a much smaller pile than the Bad Things, see above in re: sleeping until noon.

Psnow Day!

Feb. 13th, 2007 03:00 pm
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Okay, so it's not a snow day, in that I did go to work today, and I didn't get any Official Time Off...but I left at 1.30 to beat the traffic, and now I am Home! And it's all lovely and sleety outside! And if I wake up tomorrow and there's 1/2 an inch of ice on my car, I am definately calling out.

Plans for today (and hopefully tomorrow!):

1) make gingerbread
2) make CD for Certain Furriners
3) play Neverwinter Nights 2
4) loll about.

Off to see if have molasses.
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There's apparently a site where you can track any flight the FAA is handling, real-time. And though I find myself thinking there must be security issues with this, their movie of 24 hours of flight movement in the U.S. is pretty awesome.

In other news: The snow this morning on my car was wonderfully light and fluffy; it was more like movie-set snow than the real thing. It was, however, frickin' cold, and it continues to be so.
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Well, be sad no more, with Baby Otter Slide Show!!!!

I mean, come on!
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For all your blending needs.

I suddenly have a lot of blending needs.
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Total guests: 36

Bottles of champagne consumed: 8.5

Bags of recycling taken out this morning: 8

People who got drunk enough to be sick in my backyard: 1

People who got drunk enough to be sick in my house: 0

Flat surfaces covered with a thin sheen of champagne: 3

Ferrets accidentally released into the wild during the course of the party: 0

Unexpected guests from Gradsul: 1

Odd math equations written on the chalkboard: 1

Solution of said equation: 0

Hours the Roomba will have to work to get the floors back into shape: 4

Days until next New Year's Party in my house: 364

Sad news

Dec. 30th, 2006 01:56 pm
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Okay, this is just about the saddest thing I've seen all day. It's right up there with the sad otter story. *sigh*

Mmmm.....

Dec. 15th, 2006 11:24 pm
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All the lights are off....the tree is glowing pleasantly in the living room....I put the candles in all the windows....the lights on the hall stairs are lit.....overall, the house is mellow.

Best of all, I don't have to get up early tomorrow.

Mmm, Friday.
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Yes indeed, my First Xmas Tree (tm) is sitting on the porch in a bucket of water, letting the limbs drop down a bit. It was a bit of an adventure, putting a tree in a Jetta (especially with the carpet I'd already bought in there), and I somehow ended up with like a handful of pine needles down my shirt, but all that matters is - tree! I have the box of Special Ornaments in the basement (the ones my mom has been collecting for me for my First Xmas Tree), but I need a bunch of the generic Filler Ornaments so the Tree doesn't look sad. Also, I have been peering in windows in my neighborhood (what?), and noticed that a lot of the trees are all-white lights. Are colored lights on trees No Longer Done? Because I like colored lights, but as we all know, I am a slave to convention.

Anyway, I put the carpet down too, and cleaned the ferrets' room, as well as shopped and got a tree - not bad for an Unexpected Day Off (I parked a little...enthusiastically...last night, and when I came out this morning, the tire was flat. Given that I usually am at work by 7, and I didn't think I could possibly get my tire dealt with and be at work before noon, and I was going to take tomorrow afternoon off for tree and shopping anyway....I just called out today and will work tomorrow). And now? TV, tea, and if I am very good I will write Xmas cards. Or, I will read books, which is more likely.
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I let the weasels come into the bedroom with me as I was cleaning today; they aren't usually allowed in, so it's always a treat for them. I had pulled out a pair of socks I wanted to wear (no carpets = chilly floor), and when my back was turned, one of the weasels made off with one of them. I looked in the easy places first, but then figured they must have hidden them in the bottom of the pillar sink in the bathroom (they can get in there and we can't get them out, which makes it one of their favorite places in the world. I sat down uner the sink, wedged my arm in the back of the pedestal, and proceeded to retrieve: five socks (but not the one I was looking for), two dirty tissues...and sixteen stuffied mousies. Sixteen! No wonder I can never find any mousies to play with them with.

So, I pulled all the mousies out, brought them downstairs, and put them in a pile. I figured they would distribute the mousies throughout the house, rather than taking them all the way back upstairs (stairs are big when you're a weasel!). But I have just watched Otto, methodically and without pause, carry thirteen mousies up the stairs, presumably to put them back in the sink. That's dedication! For some reason, three of the mousies got sent off to other locations; I don't know what they did wrong.

The other thing I did today (besides mousie collection) was put up xmas lights on my staircase. Yes, I am now a grownup, with a real house, and thereby a real staircase. I already put some nice evergreen garland on the bannister, and the lights make it extra-lovely. I am totally in love with my front hall right now; it's my favorite space in the house.

Then: went grocery shopping (bought chocolate for what look to be tasty cookies, if the photos are any indication), made myself a pizza, and now I will probably play Neverwinter Nights. This is the first Saturday in a while where I didn't have anything to do, and i thoroughly enjoyed it.
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Wow, something Justice Clarence Thomas and I agree on.

Also: literally, a blog about literally.
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...smells of productivity!

Today, being a day during which I am both at home, and the sun is up, has become Home Projects Day. I am hoping to have all my windows sealed, my back porch enclosed in plastic, and my arts and crafts project (decoupaged table) all done in the next hour or two. Of course, then there's the ferrets' room to clean. And also? I got a Roomba! It's sucking stuff off my hardwood floors like you wouldn't believe, people. I mean, look at the copy for the site:

"From the battlefield to deep inside Afghan caves our robots are hard at work."

So, clearly my Roomba is hardcore, if it can clean a cave.

Back to work!

Epiphany

Oct. 19th, 2006 09:09 pm
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Man, the Internet is dangerous if you're trying not to be spoiled for TV you taped the night before but haven't watched yet. I've been online for like ten minutes, and nearly been spoiled for two shows - and I'm not even trying! I don't understand how people who timeshift their entire TV schedules do it.

The internet. Fear it!
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Things I have on my mantel:
a blue vase with yellow and purple flowers in it,
a jar of tea lights and a jar of colored ribbons,
three blue-glass bottles of varying types,
a glass penguin,
two pillar candles and an oil lamp, and
a model of Galactus and a model of Cthulhu, posed as if they're about to Fight for Control of the Universe

Things I had on my head on Saturday, which I had not planned to have:
an air conditioner.

Mellower

Sep. 27th, 2006 08:17 pm
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Dinner: a lovely salad of fresh mozzarella, tomatoes, pine nuts, and a bit of greens, provided by Donna's Cafe, by way of lovely boyfriend.

Now: setting up a MySpace profile (I know! It's only so I can comment on a friend's account, it's not in my real name or anything! I won't get sucked into the MySpace! Well, maybe a little.)

And: nice hot tea, with last scraps of milk in.

And: watching the TV, as usual.

Ferrets: Camping (by which I do not mean they are set up at spawn points, waiting to shoot people, but that they are sleeping on the porch. Remember when getting to sleep on the porch was like camping?)
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1) Who thought it was a good idea to close the streets in the center of the city, on a weekday, during rush hour, to film a movie? Is it just that I'm bitter because I sat in the same three-block space downtown for 40 minutes?

2) Why does it make it worse when I discover that that move may be Die Hard 4? Which apparently may be called, Live Free or Die Hard?

3) Is it wrong for me to now call that movie, Die Hard, but Not Hard Enough, you Traffic-Blocking Jackasses?

Seriously. I got home an hour and ten minutes after I got into the city. Kill everyone.
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So I was driving home from the store tonight, and a song that I liked came on the radio. So I started to rock out - just a little - in my car. And I glance off to my left, and I see the woman in the passenger seat of the car next to mine and she, too, is rocking out. And we catch each other looking, and both of us get huge, stupid grins.

And then they drove onward.
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I heard a funny noise in the front hall, so I walked out to take a look. Then, the sound of water - I look down on the ground and see water just spilling down onto the floor from a height. Oh god please don't tell me water is pouring through two floors of my house into the front hall please no I can't possibly ignore this I can't afford it what the hell is happening!?!

And then, a noise to my left. It's Otto. He's climbed onto the front hall table and knocked over the flower vase and the water has spilled everywhere.

First thought: Oh thank god.

Second thought: "God dammit Otto! You're the devil!"

And then he was wet and running everywhere, and that was fun. Well, more fun than having your front hall ceiling falling in, certainly.
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