This weekend is Michigan time, break out the party hats!
I've had an ocular migraine all day. Which means I can't see. Well, that isn't completely true. My vision is blurred about 95% but I can see out of like a needle-eye area so if I get real close, and look down and sort of see out of the very top of my line of vision. It's difficult to explain. Think of a foggy mirror after a shower, then make the tiniest clear spot with your fingertip and that's all you can see.
Since it's like all of my vision right now that means it'll probably finally be gone soon, so that will be welcomed. Starts small and slowly slowly spreads. Pardon any typos, I am right clicking all underlined words and picking the first option in spell checker unable to truly tell if it's what I meant or not. I'm going to go grab a bowl of cereal and see if obscene amounts of sugar helps at all. Mmm... sugar...
To make matters worse, I'm also stuck at authenticating! Which means nothing to over half of you but oodles to the rest!
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Return of Water
The water to our area of the city is back on, but we're under boil notice. That means any water you want to use has to be boiled for safety reasons before you can use it. Dying of starvation I decided to make Perogi, which need to be boiled anyway. Unfortunately I also boiled myself. This is why I hate cooking.
Super super hot water splashed out from under a falling perogi onto my finger. So now I have a blister.
Some guy set up a trap irl. He stood outside of a broken down car on the road so that a good Samaritan would come to his rescue. Only when the good Samaritan came he tried to car jack him. An epic battle ensued and the car jacker lost, fleeing off into the woods. But wait, not only did he fail-jack and fail-fight, he also fell into a pond while running away and then drowned. Dead. I'm not one to make light of people dying but... c'mon.
Way to fail entirely, guy.
Super super hot water splashed out from under a falling perogi onto my finger. So now I have a blister.
Some guy set up a trap irl. He stood outside of a broken down car on the road so that a good Samaritan would come to his rescue. Only when the good Samaritan came he tried to car jack him. An epic battle ensued and the car jacker lost, fleeing off into the woods. But wait, not only did he fail-jack and fail-fight, he also fell into a pond while running away and then drowned. Dead. I'm not one to make light of people dying but... c'mon.
Way to fail entirely, guy.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Dreams, Phones, and Dates
No water today. None. And after that we'll have to boil water for use for a couple of days because some incompetent tool broke a water main. I'm going to feel like some hippie. No bathing, no teeth brushing.
I had a really cool dream where some of my friends and I were out of sync with time. Being so put us at some great perilous risk because there were other beings who existed out of sync with time who could now track and attack us at will. Also, being out of sync with time gave us special abilities versus those still in sync with time so revealing this secret would make them hunt us too. The entirety of the dream we are trying to defend ourselves versus these unsynced time beasts while traveling across the world to escape their domain and find someone.
Who? I'm not really sure. From what I recall it was either someone who could teach us to kill the monstrous time things or perhaps it was the person responsible for there being monstrous time things to begin with and killing them would free the world of their evil. Or maybe there were actually two separate people we were going to see. I can't remember, but it was cool either way.
Early on we were on a train and then suddenly time stopped for everyone except for us. We knew the awful entities were coming so we tried to hide or pretend time had stopped us as well. Obviously you can't trick time beasts, though, and over half of us died. The rest of us lept from the moving train the moment time sped up again and slowed only ourselves down so that we wouldn't hurt ourselves too badly. It was neat.
Far more neat than the terrible dream I had where I was stuck in a cottage in the middle of some ancient forest with my slowly dying grandfather. The entire dream he spent teaching me "The Old Ways of Our People," and he could not die until I knew them all. From his death bed he told me epic stories from "The Days Few Remember," teaching me how to purify water with leaves and fire, to hunt wild animals for food, to make salves from plants, and various other life lessons. The worst part was that on one hand I wanted to be an adept student and learn everything my grandfather was teaching me but on the other hand I knew the more willingly I learned the sooner he would be gone.
You all, or most of you at least, know how close my grandfather and I are. Dreams like that are so unsettling.
Back to reality!
I have a phone conference with various people today at 10am. Huh. That's right now. How can you be late for a soundwave meeting? Anyway... I hate phones. I have the hardest time understanding what is being said over the phone. To the point where at times I just agree mindlessly so whoever is on the other end will hang up faster and stop reminding me that my hearing blows. It's always like:
They rant, "Blah blah blah, right?"
And I'm reply, "Uh, yeah sure."
Then they get upset, "Are you even listening to me?"
To which I want to say, "YOU CALLED A DEAF PERSON ON THE PHONE, DOUCHEBAG."
But what I really say is, "Yep."
But this conversation is supposedly some sort of important ordeal, so I will have someone else on another phone listening in and then telling me face-to-face wtf the people on the phone are saying. Frustrating, right?
Less annoying, I have a trip to Chicago planned August 20th and a trip to Michigan from there August 22nd, I think? Maybe the 21st. I am having a hard time remembering. I'll find out and clarify later. I may also be making a quickie trip to Michigan before then as well, but I have no clue as to when or if it'll even happen. I'll have to keep you posted. More chances to hang out are approaching! Huzzah huzzah. Maybe we will fall out of sync with time and...
I had a really cool dream where some of my friends and I were out of sync with time. Being so put us at some great perilous risk because there were other beings who existed out of sync with time who could now track and attack us at will. Also, being out of sync with time gave us special abilities versus those still in sync with time so revealing this secret would make them hunt us too. The entirety of the dream we are trying to defend ourselves versus these unsynced time beasts while traveling across the world to escape their domain and find someone.
Who? I'm not really sure. From what I recall it was either someone who could teach us to kill the monstrous time things or perhaps it was the person responsible for there being monstrous time things to begin with and killing them would free the world of their evil. Or maybe there were actually two separate people we were going to see. I can't remember, but it was cool either way.
Early on we were on a train and then suddenly time stopped for everyone except for us. We knew the awful entities were coming so we tried to hide or pretend time had stopped us as well. Obviously you can't trick time beasts, though, and over half of us died. The rest of us lept from the moving train the moment time sped up again and slowed only ourselves down so that we wouldn't hurt ourselves too badly. It was neat.
Far more neat than the terrible dream I had where I was stuck in a cottage in the middle of some ancient forest with my slowly dying grandfather. The entire dream he spent teaching me "The Old Ways of Our People," and he could not die until I knew them all. From his death bed he told me epic stories from "The Days Few Remember," teaching me how to purify water with leaves and fire, to hunt wild animals for food, to make salves from plants, and various other life lessons. The worst part was that on one hand I wanted to be an adept student and learn everything my grandfather was teaching me but on the other hand I knew the more willingly I learned the sooner he would be gone.
You all, or most of you at least, know how close my grandfather and I are. Dreams like that are so unsettling.
Back to reality!
I have a phone conference with various people today at 10am. Huh. That's right now. How can you be late for a soundwave meeting? Anyway... I hate phones. I have the hardest time understanding what is being said over the phone. To the point where at times I just agree mindlessly so whoever is on the other end will hang up faster and stop reminding me that my hearing blows. It's always like:
They rant, "Blah blah blah, right?"
And I'm reply, "Uh, yeah sure."
Then they get upset, "Are you even listening to me?"
To which I want to say, "YOU CALLED A DEAF PERSON ON THE PHONE, DOUCHEBAG."
But what I really say is, "Yep."
But this conversation is supposedly some sort of important ordeal, so I will have someone else on another phone listening in and then telling me face-to-face wtf the people on the phone are saying. Frustrating, right?
Less annoying, I have a trip to Chicago planned August 20th and a trip to Michigan from there August 22nd, I think? Maybe the 21st. I am having a hard time remembering. I'll find out and clarify later. I may also be making a quickie trip to Michigan before then as well, but I have no clue as to when or if it'll even happen. I'll have to keep you posted. More chances to hang out are approaching! Huzzah huzzah. Maybe we will fall out of sync with time and...
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Things, I Type Them
Random time.
The hospital I went to for tests last week was sooo large that when you walk in, the information clerk gives you a map. It consisted of five or so typical sized hospital buildings connected by a series of underground tunnels, overground bridges, and many, many elevators. The place is so big that about every 500 feet you will find a phone with an "Are you lost?" sign above it, so that you can call the information clerk and try to get unlost. It's so big that every wing is color-coded and the walls are a rainbow of arrows trying to point the way.
It's equally confusing once you leave, too. There are so many parking garages that it's recommended you valet park just so you don't hopelessly lose your car. Every road connecting the hospital to the outside world is one way. So once you find your car you're unlikely to be allowed to go the direction you need to leave. On the plus side since it's such a huge place, the cafeteria is full of actual restaurants and not strange instant just-add-water hospital mush. So if we had to take up settlement there, we wouldn't starve.
Onward!
My nephews were over this weekend which is always amusing. Little Bill goes up to his mom and asks, "Why does auntie Wiggles have such big eyelashes?" To which Amanda replies, "Uhm, I don't know. It's just the way she was made!" Little Bill looks between us with all the curiosity a tiny person can muster and says, "Mom, why don't you have eyelashes?" Which is funny because of course she does, but they're blonde.
Kids learning new lessons is entertainment!
Jaidar loves the word, "Yes." He doesn't say yes, though. He says, "Yis." Like some misplaced Danish boy.
Speaking of my brother and his wife, they have been consistently getting mail for me at their house. Apparently this has been going on for like the last year? He blames it on our last names and him applying for a mail forward after moving. It's never been a problem, he just sends whatever is mine to my actual address. Sometimes it gets there, sometimes it winds up back at his house. But eventually, I actually get my hands on it. The weird part is what the mail has been recently. Apparently Huggies has decided I should be having babies. Now. They're continuously sending him diapers and discounts for baby-related merchandise with my name all over it. How creepy!
Onward moar!
As you all know well by now, I play video games. This paragraph has to do with obvious questions being obvious. I know it's said, "The only stupid question is the one never asked," but seriously. Some questions don't need to be asked.
In one of the games I play there are places you teleport into to fight big mean monsters for neat and sometimes useful weapons or armor. Now, typically the only thing to do in these places is kill stuff. So it always boggles my mind when I am in such a place and a friend notices and asks, "Hey Inari, what are you doing in ____?" Like... what do you think I'm doing? Honestly. Obvious question has obvious answer.
Furthermore, I know I'm a social caterpillar here but how about a greeting first!
The hospital I went to for tests last week was sooo large that when you walk in, the information clerk gives you a map. It consisted of five or so typical sized hospital buildings connected by a series of underground tunnels, overground bridges, and many, many elevators. The place is so big that about every 500 feet you will find a phone with an "Are you lost?" sign above it, so that you can call the information clerk and try to get unlost. It's so big that every wing is color-coded and the walls are a rainbow of arrows trying to point the way.
It's equally confusing once you leave, too. There are so many parking garages that it's recommended you valet park just so you don't hopelessly lose your car. Every road connecting the hospital to the outside world is one way. So once you find your car you're unlikely to be allowed to go the direction you need to leave. On the plus side since it's such a huge place, the cafeteria is full of actual restaurants and not strange instant just-add-water hospital mush. So if we had to take up settlement there, we wouldn't starve.
Onward!
My nephews were over this weekend which is always amusing. Little Bill goes up to his mom and asks, "Why does auntie Wiggles have such big eyelashes?" To which Amanda replies, "Uhm, I don't know. It's just the way she was made!" Little Bill looks between us with all the curiosity a tiny person can muster and says, "Mom, why don't you have eyelashes?" Which is funny because of course she does, but they're blonde.
Kids learning new lessons is entertainment!
Jaidar loves the word, "Yes." He doesn't say yes, though. He says, "Yis." Like some misplaced Danish boy.
Speaking of my brother and his wife, they have been consistently getting mail for me at their house. Apparently this has been going on for like the last year? He blames it on our last names and him applying for a mail forward after moving. It's never been a problem, he just sends whatever is mine to my actual address. Sometimes it gets there, sometimes it winds up back at his house. But eventually, I actually get my hands on it. The weird part is what the mail has been recently. Apparently Huggies has decided I should be having babies. Now. They're continuously sending him diapers and discounts for baby-related merchandise with my name all over it. How creepy!
Onward moar!
As you all know well by now, I play video games. This paragraph has to do with obvious questions being obvious. I know it's said, "The only stupid question is the one never asked," but seriously. Some questions don't need to be asked.
In one of the games I play there are places you teleport into to fight big mean monsters for neat and sometimes useful weapons or armor. Now, typically the only thing to do in these places is kill stuff. So it always boggles my mind when I am in such a place and a friend notices and asks, "Hey Inari, what are you doing in ____?" Like... what do you think I'm doing? Honestly. Obvious question has obvious answer.
Furthermore, I know I'm a social caterpillar here but how about a greeting first!
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Fireworks
Happy 4th of July everyone.
I figured I should write this before drunken stupor happens, this time. Make sure I get it out there to those of you I won't see today. It's party time in Inaritopia and everyone's invited! I hope you all have a splendid evening, I know I will be!
Okay, there may already be a slight bit of drunken stupor. Sorry!
I figured I should write this before drunken stupor happens, this time. Make sure I get it out there to those of you I won't see today. It's party time in Inaritopia and everyone's invited! I hope you all have a splendid evening, I know I will be!
I'm Prince!
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Thursday, July 2, 2009
Blood For The Blood God!
Or the doctor.
I was stabbed more, in more places, more times. It was pretty much as I expected it to be. What I didn't anticipate were a series of other tests including various poking, prodding, scratching, pricking, and hot and cold metal. I also did not anticipate having to give up 8 vials of my blood. I'm so light headed right now I feel high and overall I feel like I was beaten up by a horse.
They're going to call next week sometime to talk about a few of the test results from today and likely schedule some further tests in the meantime. My next actual appointment is July 27th. Another month...
I did treat myself though!
I was stabbed more, in more places, more times. It was pretty much as I expected it to be. What I didn't anticipate were a series of other tests including various poking, prodding, scratching, pricking, and hot and cold metal. I also did not anticipate having to give up 8 vials of my blood. I'm so light headed right now I feel high and overall I feel like I was beaten up by a horse.
They're going to call next week sometime to talk about a few of the test results from today and likely schedule some further tests in the meantime. My next actual appointment is July 27th. Another month...
I did treat myself though!
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