Cranky and tired and not drunk enough!
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We spent yesterday doing some medical stuff -
lilacsigil is having a day procedure next week and there's pre-op check-ups and so on to be done this week. It's super exhausting, even though it shouldn't be. Mostly I think because we both instinctively do this massive, massive girding of loins, getting ready to deal with big scary stuff that isn't there. We charge up our nuclear reactors for generating cope just to power a light bulb, if you know what I mean. You probably don't. I don't think I know what I mean, but today at work I cried, because I was so tired I just wanted to lie on the floor. Now I'm chilling out with a drink, watching
lilacsigil make Lego Tony Stark ride a lion.
I didn't read a lot this week - mostly I inhaled the whole first season of Masters of Sex. Lizzy Caplan is amazing - actually, all the women were amazing. All the men were frustrating in that way that the male characters of Mad Men drove me berserk.
Just finished reading:
India Black: Madam of Espionage by Carol K Carr
Well, that was fun all the way down. India's love interest (or so I presume) kept a large number of guns and knives in his trousers. There was an unexpected journey across the Channel. Lots of food and wine and luxury furs. Will definitely read more, especially while I'm feeling stressed.
Currently reading:
Hild by Nicola Griffith
Lots of people on my flist were reading this a few weeks ago. I've only just started but I like it so far.
Planning to read:
...um. *scans list* Scorpio Boys? More India Black?
You know what I did that I probably shouldn't have did? I signed up for things:
wipbigbang - to finish off my Sanctuary AU where Imogen doesn't die. Victoriana, yay!
xmenbigbang - to finish off my Valdemar/XMFC fusion where Charles is the Companion. Sparkly pony mindbonding, yay!
Ugh, the people in the holiday house across the road are back, with their throbbing bass and their barking dogs. I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR THEIR BULLSHIT! I've put up with it all through Christmas. They're supposed to go home after Australia Day!
*cranky and not quite drunk enough*
Hopefully Recipe Friday tomorrow.
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I didn't read a lot this week - mostly I inhaled the whole first season of Masters of Sex. Lizzy Caplan is amazing - actually, all the women were amazing. All the men were frustrating in that way that the male characters of Mad Men drove me berserk.
Just finished reading:
India Black: Madam of Espionage by Carol K Carr
Well, that was fun all the way down. India's love interest (or so I presume) kept a large number of guns and knives in his trousers. There was an unexpected journey across the Channel. Lots of food and wine and luxury furs. Will definitely read more, especially while I'm feeling stressed.
Currently reading:
Hild by Nicola Griffith
Lots of people on my flist were reading this a few weeks ago. I've only just started but I like it so far.
Planning to read:
...um. *scans list* Scorpio Boys? More India Black?
You know what I did that I probably shouldn't have did? I signed up for things:
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Ugh, the people in the holiday house across the road are back, with their throbbing bass and their barking dogs. I AM NOT IN THE MOOD FOR THEIR BULLSHIT! I've put up with it all through Christmas. They're supposed to go home after Australia Day!
*cranky and not quite drunk enough*
Hopefully Recipe Friday tomorrow.
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Date: 2014-01-31 12:07 pm (UTC)Best to you both.
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Date: 2014-01-31 12:13 pm (UTC)I guess I've become a local, when I'm sniping at the people who come here for holidays.
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Date: 2014-01-31 01:42 pm (UTC)throbbing bass
In my half-awake state I read this as "throbbing bras". Damn those neighbours and their pulsating lingerie!
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Date: 2014-02-01 02:49 am (UTC)gentle hugs
Date: 2014-01-31 03:12 pm (UTC)Oh honey, I do know, and yes, that's exactly what it is and no I don't think that you are wrong in doing so, or as alone in it as you feel because *flail* yes, exactly. So great big hugs to you and her (and you again, because it's hard to be support, it's exhausting in a way that you just don't know until you've done it. So do take care of yourself as you take care of her, yes?
But I think you've got a good start on it with Marvel legos. And as often as the lion falls off the ramp, the one that drove me to frothing rage most was the telepath-controlled boyfriend on the Empire State Building. I dropped that guy a hundred stories at least a hundred times, man.
Re: gentle hugs
Date: 2014-02-01 02:50 am (UTC)She's done the boyfriend one already! I still remember the screams of frustration. That guy was not meant to be on that date.
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Date: 2014-01-31 04:02 pm (UTC)We charge up our nuclear reactors for generating cope just to power a light bulb, if you know what I mean.
I can't swear that my own coping mechanisms are exactly the same, but I have a ballpark idea. :/ So much sympathy.
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Date: 2014-02-01 11:27 am (UTC)*hugs back* Thanks.
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Date: 2014-01-31 09:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-04 10:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-01 02:50 am (UTC)Oh, I do. I do indeed. Telling you to cool your nuclear jets doesn't work, of course. I understand that, too. I'm sending "everything'll be OK" vibes, though. From the depths of my Big Ass Martini.
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Date: 2014-02-04 10:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-05 04:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-02 11:31 am (UTC)Ugh, the people in the holiday house across the road are back, with their throbbing bass and their barking dogs.
Doesn't taking bringing the throbbing bass with you to your holiday house defeat the purpose of your quiet country town getaway?
And also damn it, my fantasy was that if one day I move to the country, I will never have to deal with the neighbours' barking dogs and crying babies and loud arguments and stomping feet above me ever again. Kiddo upstairs started crying again right as I was typing that.
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Date: 2014-02-04 10:09 am (UTC)t if one day I move to the country, I will never have to deal with the neighbours' barking dogs and crying babies and loud arguments and stomping feet above me ever again
Yeah, nah. But at least it's not going on above my head? It's less. Maybe I've lost my tolerance?