lytwriter

Writing has been difficult. I only wrote 10,000 words this month and I don't think too much of that was new. I've been having trouble rewriting the novel. Feeling very didactic right now.

( the bit where fiction is about the real world, too )

And yes, it's hard to focus on writing sometimes when my train of thought just wants to scatter.

Maybe with a (more or less) clear weekend, I can get some focused writing done? IDEK. I hate rewriting.

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Also, I'm tired.

tielan

Working this Saturday - about 4 hours. I get time off in lieu, which is better than nothing but also...kind of annoying. I didn't have that much on anyway, and can spend the day in my room, crafting and waiting for a ping of notifications.

Project Manager acknowledged the holiday. Still haven't received notification that my contract is being renewed though, but I can't imagine they have anyone else positioned to do my job yet...

All my holiday tours are paid for. Once I have the renewal of work contract, I shall go ahead and book/check my places to stay.

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B2's strata management (HOA, but less about aesthetics more about practicalities) is wanting another payment for the 'collective kitty' for works around the building. I am personally of the opinion that this is being driven by a retiree who has invested in an apartment in the building and doesn't really care if the works are too expensive for the owner-occupiers, because she can just raise the rent on her renters and unless they want to be kicked out.

Anyway, that stresses B2 out and she comes and stresses on us...

(I tend to hide out in the study when that happens, I love B2, but she is very loud and present and I'm not always up for that. B1 seems to enjoy her being here...except when B2 is stressing on B1.)

And she won't accept assistance from the parentals (which I understand, because financial assistance to the parental generation tends to mean they feel they have a right to have a say in your life which...even I - living pretty much in a way they don't criticise as much - don't want that).

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Will try to join in with

sunshine_revival but I feel...out of it. I'm not involved in any of the fandoms that most people are involved in, and my characters and pairings are all out of joint (mostly thx to TPTB, who never seem to see in my favourites what I see in them).

I have adjusted my sign-ups and profiles and stuff to state that I'm against AI. But even putting those statements out there feels like waving a flag telling people to kick me, I'm so used to having my fannish preferences weaponised.

So, in what is likely an expression of early arthritis (likely psoriatric) my wrists are being absolute jerks. I still refuse to see a rheumatologist because I've been doing doctors appointments one after the other for the last year and I am tired. Also, hate the way we have to go back to not getting diagnosed with shit until 400K% necessary. Yay.

BUT. The positive thing is that there are a whole lot of adaptive tools that I just ordered to help me navigate my goddamn kitchen. Yay, jar openers and things that pull the little plastic bit off the milk carton spout! I also found a countertop vacuum on sale along with a 32oz widemouth Thermos. I don't need one often but am always grumpy that I don't have one, and it was only $20. I also finally pulled the trigger on an herb stripper and an extra bowl for Wink.

Speaking of, my friend gave me a bunch of ~Digestive food for herself, so I don't have to buy her catfood this week. I legitimately am spending ~$130/month on food for her ALONE. My own grocery bill is ~$150-200 depending on if I run out of a pantry staple. Tea's food bill is ~$60. Thank god I got both of them 3-year vaccines so I don't have to drag them in to the vet (again) this year.

In other news, my plans for tomorrow include ear plugs, possibly making papusas or gorditas from scratch, deep cleaning my kitchen. I want to make gorditas because I bought one with huitlachoche at a food truck a few days ago and desperately want another. I know I'll have to sub a mushroom filling because I don't really want to go on a huitlachoche quest, although I can probably get some at the grocery at Belmont and Pulaski. I would also just absolutely body some bean and cheese pupusas with cordito. Cabbage is, by volume, my favorite food. Or, if they're still having that sale on shortribs, I might make those with "polenta". (Grits.) I'm in the mood for something mildly complicated that I can make myself.

Current Mood: hungry

I am very tired.

Current Mood: lethargic

alierak posting in

dw_maintenance

We're having to rebuild the search server again (previously, previously). It will take a few days to reindex all the content.

Meanwhile search services should be running, but probably returning no results or incomplete results for most queries.

tielan

I made foccacia. It was good.

We also drew our hockey game on Sunday! 1-1!

(We won for the first time a couple of weeks back and it was Very Good.)

( hockey report )

I've spoken about how this is a tricksy year for hockey in a post earlier this year. But I am enjoying some of the games, even when we're getting beaten. And we are improving.

But it can still be frustrating to see players who aren't ready for this grade (and aren't improving) struggle in the face of it.

lyssie

- that latter is entirely true. Heat is terrible. (it was windy and heat index of 100+, and gross out and just awful)

- I need to make myself a Narnia icon.

- Aside from the bits I've been gathering up and posting from the 3SF (I need to get 2024 up, too), I have actually written two Narnia fics. One of them far more crack-filled than the other.

Detours by Lamplight - just gen, me ranting in polite text about that stupid lamppost. I blame the BTS conversations, since they were all so pleased about how it looked like it grew out of the ground in the movie.

The Recruitment for the (Averted) Apocalypse Job - Leverage fusion, because that's how my brain works at 11 at night when absently thinking, Susan is Sophie, isn't she... It's a modern AU.

Aside from that, I've been reading through all of the Narnia tag (again), or the type of thing I want to read, at least. Reader fic? No, get that shit away from me, I've been muting those authors. Self-insert/OC/Girl Marries Peter and/or Ed fic? Not read, but not muted since it's not as terrible. Most slash I'm giving a pass (I'm sorry, dudes are boring, I don't read most of the Peter & Edmund on their own fic, either).

I have absolutely picked up Pevensies/everyone and Caspian/Pevensies even more than I had, though. Like, Caspian Had A Goal, and that was to bang each of them once they were old enough. I also don't mind Caspian/Peter or Caspian/Edmund. I don't mind Caspian/Susan, though if it's Susan's Only True Love Ever I'm very meh on it. Caspian/Lucy is adorable.

I am less bothered by the Pevensie incest fic than I once was. (I can't throw stones here, I've written it, even if I posted it anon) I don't mind it in any configuration, but I'm also... ambivalent about it. Once I've made up my mind how I want to load it on AO3, I'll upload the bulk of the 3SF fics (it's the titles, ok, it's always trying to come up with titles that stalls me. I hate titles. And summaries, while we're at it. Fuck them)

And on that note, I'm going back to glaring at this stupid fic that won't write itself. Maybe I will shift gears and work on something else.

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Ladyhawke - Professional Suicide

tielan

If I do nothing else today, I'm going to make foccacia.

WELP. It's been one full year since we got a brand new HVAC system installed at my job! And it failed on Monday.

At this point? It's me. It has to be me. For someone with documented temperature issues and who actively made career choices to avoid being outside/in hot weather, this feels very targeted.

Blergh, the weather is taking me out right now. Turns out, when you manifest asthma, breathing is harder? Especially when it's wet air? -5k/10, do not recommend.

I'm also majorly grumpy that I have to be an adult this weekend and can't just HIDE in my apartment with my AC. Doing CHORES and picking up cat supplies and reading the book club book. *grumpy stomps* Maybe I'll give myself a treat and wake up stupid early on Saturday to go swimming at the lake. If I go early enough, I can hit up the Trader Joe's/Pet Supplies plus on Lincoln that's always a bad idea after 9am. It's always weird to be woken at 5am with the sun. That's going to be going away for a while now, but still!

In other news, I should probably go visit my mom. It's been ~a month and I really should got utilize her free laundry. At least for the rugs the cats repeatedly puke on. Maybe I'll go next Sunday so we can hang out and go swimming. *shrug*

UPDATE: She scheduled an appointment in the medical district (near my job) tomorrow, so we're getting dinner. LOL. She legit called me ~20 minutes after I hit 'post'.

I'm also impatiently waiting for my new insurance card. I had to switch plans at work and July 1 is the switchover. I STILL don't have a new card to bring to my medical practice. Mind, this is the first time I've switched plans in, like, 20 years (legit), so this is a new experience for me. Luckily, I got my benefits statement showing that I'd switched to the correct plan (whoo!) but am grumpily waiting for the damn card. Mind, they didn't send me one last time they upped the copays, so that was a whole kettle of fish.

HOWEVER. I did make some acupuncture appointments and plotted out my massage therapy appointments for the next six months, so huzzah there. I find it deeply entertaining that I've been going to both of these providers for over a decade at this point. I'm also glad that I've been a good patient for both of them to the point that they're always excited to see me. The positives of being pathologically terrified of inconveniencing the people around me by canceling an appointment are unmatched.

On an unrelated note, I've managed to damage myself with doors twice in the last week by not paying attention to what my limbs are doing. I accidentally punched a door frame on my way home from work on Monday, and then yesterday, managed to bash my shin against the train door hard enough that I skinned it on my jeans. 1.) OUCH. 2.) WTF? Both incidents hurt really bad. No bruises though. I remain stumped how I can be so goddamn white and yet don't bruise? You can legitimately see capillaries in my arms I'm so fucking transparently white, but I only regularly bruise when getting blood draws where the phlebotomist blows a vein. *shrug*

I know this is a small thing (and weirdly tied into a bunch of other shit politically), but it sucks that even though something on me hurts A LOT (for real, my shin is really hurting) and there's no outward proof. IDK. It probably says something that even my body won't always let me show the effects of damage I take. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee, mental health!

Current Mood: tired

Not sure I did. But! Harkening back to my familyarchives lj name, here is an absolutely delightful movie of tiktok skits put together by their original artist:

Addams Family in Gotham.

It's by Nikhil Clayton and it's an absolute delight. I have no idea how many comics (or Addams!) fans are still around, but this is 100% worth your time. Honestly, it's excellent Friday night viewing. Grab a snack, grab a drink, and give yourself this gift.

Current Mood: happy

Blergh, I hate when it's August in June. Especially when it's MUGGY August in June. I'm just giddy we finally have something approaching a working HVAC system at work now. Otherwise I'd take unpaid leave. ISTG.

In other news, Wink went to the vet this weekend and got some so-so news. (She remains a Delight as a patient.) I mean, the main issue is that she is 15, almost 16. She's in great shape for a cat that age, but the consistent puking and the fact she's gone down another 1/2 pound since she went in back in April are concerning. The vet suspects kitty-ibs or cancer. Unfortunately, both present in an incredibly similar way (thickening of the stomach lining), and have the same treatment plan (oral steroids), so unless I want to do the stupid-expensive imaging to tease out the nuance... bleh.

So! She's started on oral steroids for the foreseeable future. The vet is also interested in transitioning her to prescription food. Which. Look. I'm already chunking out $4/can for what she's on now. If it's reasonably priced, I'll jump on that, but I also need to see if she's ok with the meds + current food first. She's actually perked up quite a bit since starting the oral steroids (no shock there) and has only puked twice! And that was closer to when she started the steroids. Nothing (knock wood) in the last day. I still have to wash the rugs I washed on Saturday AGAIN because of said puking, but. I'm just glad she's feeling better.

Mind, Tea is getting her ass kicked more consistently. Before it was mostly just warning yelling. Now Wink thwaps her repeatedly before running off. Mind, it's her own fault because Tea's dim little lightbulb has interpreted bodily thwapping as affection. Now Tea does it to Wink. (They're fine. Just grumpy.)

Current Mood: hot

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Reading

writing thoughts and the politics of fiction

a few things at the end of the week

Retail therapy.

I would like to opt out of resilliance, thank you.

Rebuilding journal search again

hockey draw - woot!

Narnia, fic, the heat is terrible

ugh day

stares into middle distance while smoking a cigarette

On the ONE hand-

I think I recommended this...

Heat dome, sigh.

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