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rm- One week doctor's check for my mom went fine. She meets with the oncologist November 5 to discuss what's next. More on the rest of the family drama later.
- Pumpkins in central park tomorrow then we're off to the OTW party. Sunday, a screening of Dan in Real Life. All else is work and laundry.
- Heard I would hear from Philcon two nights ago. Have heard nothing. Debating how motivated I am to care.
- I'm so used to and comfortable with the formal presentation/paper submission process for HP stuff. Getting on programming at more generalized cons isn't as comfy for me, as it feels less structured/formal.
- My foot is getting better. Too bad I now have a glass splinter in my other foot.
- The cats, they are fat.
- The Patty, she is warm. The living room, not so much. Did the dark of the year really used to be my favorite? What the hell was I thinking?
- I have gluten free donuts.
- Leaky Lounge finally froze all the appalling Dumbledore gay-debate threads, much to my relief, despite the fact that yes, I was helping to keep them going.
- My most mundane job is full of scandal today. Harassment! International intrgue!
- I feel okay today. Better than I have in a week, possibly two. So many I'm getting my whatever back. I'm looking forward to cleaning the house and just being present this weekend.
- So I sent my lease renewal in CERTIFIED MAIL and the post office says they got it, and they say they didn't get it, so Megan and I have to go over there in a bit to sign the lease and give them the added security. Class A annoying, but at least I got the bill for next months rent and the lease is getting renewed and all that, but the hell?
- Sometimes I feel like I never had a childhood, as I have no friends left from it and haven't since almost immediately after it was over. I don't think about it often, but when I do, I realize it's a thing that plagues me. To be an only child is often to live a life entirely free of confirmation of your own history. My nature has compounded that, and I've behaved badly recently and in the past because of it. I suppose most of us actually do most things because of a fear that we will have never existed otherwise, but oh, I wish it was not so obvious to me.
- Dreading the time change.
- This is long.
- Pumpkins in central park tomorrow then we're off to the OTW party. Sunday, a screening of Dan in Real Life. All else is work and laundry.
- Heard I would hear from Philcon two nights ago. Have heard nothing. Debating how motivated I am to care.
- I'm so used to and comfortable with the formal presentation/paper submission process for HP stuff. Getting on programming at more generalized cons isn't as comfy for me, as it feels less structured/formal.
- My foot is getting better. Too bad I now have a glass splinter in my other foot.
- The cats, they are fat.
- The Patty, she is warm. The living room, not so much. Did the dark of the year really used to be my favorite? What the hell was I thinking?
- I have gluten free donuts.
- Leaky Lounge finally froze all the appalling Dumbledore gay-debate threads, much to my relief, despite the fact that yes, I was helping to keep them going.
- My most mundane job is full of scandal today. Harassment! International intrgue!
- I feel okay today. Better than I have in a week, possibly two. So many I'm getting my whatever back. I'm looking forward to cleaning the house and just being present this weekend.
- So I sent my lease renewal in CERTIFIED MAIL and the post office says they got it, and they say they didn't get it, so Megan and I have to go over there in a bit to sign the lease and give them the added security. Class A annoying, but at least I got the bill for next months rent and the lease is getting renewed and all that, but the hell?
- Sometimes I feel like I never had a childhood, as I have no friends left from it and haven't since almost immediately after it was over. I don't think about it often, but when I do, I realize it's a thing that plagues me. To be an only child is often to live a life entirely free of confirmation of your own history. My nature has compounded that, and I've behaved badly recently and in the past because of it. I suppose most of us actually do most things because of a fear that we will have never existed otherwise, but oh, I wish it was not so obvious to me.
- Dreading the time change.
- This is long.
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Date: 2007-10-26 09:10 pm (UTC)Ya it is odd isnt it...
Sighs.
Oh well... I am a much different person than I was back those years.