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Spent much of the past week, including lengthy periods after hours, working on the remaining installations and checking code for HPC and Linux training at the University of Sydney over the next two weeks for their new system. A little perplexed and amused by said institution's infatuation with style over content when it comes with training material (as everyone else has been in earshot), but at the very least it does encourage further investigations into the supposed productivity gains acquired through corporate branding, especially in reference to educational outcomes. I rather suspect that a parabola is the appropriate mathematical representation.

Earlier this week took up a role as a board member of the New International Bookshop (FB page). At the other end of the scale attended an Federal Division executive meeting of the Kooyong ALP on Wednesday. Pleased to see that my suggestion on the Federal government's 'War on Science' will receive a policy forum meeting, which is resulting in some major research facilities facing collapse.

The latest issue of RPG Review on 'Pirates and Swashbucklers' has been switched to a double issue and is thus due for release on March 23. There is still room for an article or two with a stretch if anyone has a relevant sample NPC, scenario, review etc, please do so. Last Thursday was a session of The Laundry Files; it went well with just a bit of a hint of the impending gallows humour and Lovecraftian weirdness.

Dessert

Mar. 5th, 2015 09:24 pm
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Sarah's doing science again. With a blowtorch!

Apps Worth Paying For?

Mar. 4th, 2015 08:15 pm
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Amazon tells me I have a credit in the bank. What apps are worth paying for? I have a Samsung Galaxy S4 and already paid for the pro version of Moon Plus Reader. The only thing I really want right now is a document app that shows MS Word tracked changes and comments. What else should I shop for?
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Cats are terrible, terrible creatures, and I got like four hours of sleep last night in half-hour increments, and haven't accomplished anything in days. Also, I wiped out on an icy sidewalk in award-winning fashion on Sunday afternoon.

and then today happened )

If the Penguins don't beat the Avs tonight, I'm quitting life. Also, why is no one reading my subconscious mind and writing hockey fic for me?




Finished reading nothing. Basically nothing in process, scared to start Jackdaw in case it is also terrible.

I read another chapter or two of The Suffragette Scandal last night. Don't like the dude, don't particularly like the lady. Wish they would just go their separate ways, but I suppose there'd be no novel then, and it would be unfair to their new love interests, who might otherwise have been happy.


*not really, but my neck does really hurt if I try to look up

ugh, so behind on these

Mar. 4th, 2015 04:14 am
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Some of these are "quick hits", since I've gotten lazy about taking full notes, but still.

Behind the cut: Thorns, Event Horizon, The Bloody Sword (*), Relics of Herself (*), Midnight Mass (*), Hagiophobia (*), Yellow Metal With Mingled Purple Blushes (*), Gingerbread Sin (*), The Fruit of Paradise (*), 13 Ad Lunam (*), The Lotus Tree, Shining Beak of Pure Horn (*), Delicate Ambrosial Dews of Heavenly Nectar (*), The Antikythera Mechanism, Thieves' Rosin, Libertine, The Phoenix In Summer (*), In Templum Dei, Creeper Dragon (*), Minamoto no Yorimasa and the Lotus Root Flower (*), Mars Alator (*), Ruined Roses (*)

now you smell it, now you don't )

Out of context theatre

Mar. 3rd, 2015 06:30 pm
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"And that's how we get Typhoid in Aberdeen"

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Mar. 3rd, 2015 12:27 am
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It's been one of those weeks.

Updates on two of the things that have made it a hell of a week, for the people who I've told bits of this to and who would like an update:

* The city did finally come by on Saturday, one week to the hour from when we reported the unexpected water feature and a week and a day from when we reported the freeze, to replace the meter and stop the leak. So that's something, at least. (And the meter reading they reported when they changed it out was the same as when it first broke, so hopefully we shouldn't be charged for it. I'm still not underestimating the Baltimore Department of Water & Wastewater's ability to fuck things up, though.)

* Sarah's grandfather, who had been in the hospital at the beginning of last week and went into hospice care at the end of last week, died Friday night/Saturday morning, peacefully in his sleep. (You can tell Sarah's father, an amateur geneaologist, wrote the obituary; it has full names, including middle names.) He was a hell of a guy and the family will miss him.

I've also fucked my hip, fucked my spine, and fucked my knee. (No, really, it's making unpleasant crunching noises every time I put weight on it.) Which of the three is more painful and annoying at this point depends on how far I've been overcompensating for the previous "more painful and annoying".

On a slightly bright note, the best addition to our kitchen gadgets ever, the Anova Precision Cooker sous vide thermal circulator, has been doing double and triple duty for the past three weeks or so. I can safely say that if you have any interest in cooking at all, you want one of these things. Perfectly cooked proteins, every time!
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Mondays, every week, let's celebrate ourselves, to start the week right. Tell me what you're proud of. Tell me what you accomplished last week, something -- at least one thing -- that you can turn around and point at and say: I did this. Me. It was tough, but I did it, and I did it well, and I am proud of it, and it makes me feel good to see what I accomplished. Could be anything -- something you made, something you did, something you got through. Just take a minute and celebrate yourself. Either here, or in your journal, but somewhere.

(And if you feel uncomfortable doing this in public, I've set this entry to screen any anonymous comments, so if you want privacy, comment anonymously and I won't unscreen it. Also: yes, by all means, cheer each other on when you see something you want to give props to!)

Ouch.

Mar. 1st, 2015 06:29 pm
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 Had a fairly dreadful couple of weeks.  I'm still not sure if I was going through a downswing/having depression or had a particularly nasty virus or, most likely, both but today I woke up feeling OK.

Spent most of week of 16th Feb laying on sofa feeling knackered and, on Wednesday, dashing to uni campus for an emergency GP appointment because I couldn't catch my breathe.  Mystified GP concluded it was either weird virus causing breathlessness, or some peculiar presentation of asthma, either way I was prescribed an inhaler and used it frequently for about 4 days before symptoms tailed off.  The nurse who triaged me asked if it could be anxiety and I said I didn't feel anxious and she was happy with that but I really don't know if it was anxiety or not.  It wouldn't be the first time I've had all the symptoms of anxiety without consciously feeling stressed.

That weekend was my best friend, Becky's, hen do.  She's not into the pink wings hoopla, and we travelled up to her home town of Oxford to take over the pub she and her friends used to drink in as teenagers and get squiffy.  I was apprehensive about the entire thing but it turned out to be a lovely weekend and I felt I got to know my fellow bridesmaids which is nice ahead of her wedding in May.  It's a bit of an odd group as with the exception of 3 wives and girlfriends, I am the only outsider to join their friendship group since they were at school.  I went to a wedding of another couple from this group several years ago and was the only person at the wedding who wasn't either a family member of the bride and groom, or had gone to high school with them.  It's quite a compliment, and they are a lovely group, but it can feel a little strange setting foot in a group I've only been connected with for 12 years, when they have known each other for closer to 20 years.

Last week I continued to be utterly, utterly exhausted.  My parents visited on Tues and Weds and due to my teaching schedule at uni I only actually spent one day with them even though they were here for 2 nights.  It was nice and I didn't get aggro as I so often do around them.  

Thursday and Friday I was desperately sad, and slept for hours and hours across those two days and nights.  On Friday morning I realised that my building sadness over the last two weeks was due to a subconscious awareness that it should have been Lu's 30th birthday.  Instead, of course, her sister, mother, and friends, all experienced - to different degrees - that gnawing sense of pointless loss for the day.

It shouldn't have been this way.

And then I learnt that Leonard Nimoy had died and I went through the peculiar distanced grief which comes with the death of a celebrity you've had such a deep, life-long connection with.  Star Trek has shaped my imaginative world since I was god knows how old and watching Star Trek TOS on my brother's knee.  Spock is what Star Trek TOS is all about.  And Nimoy was Spock.  He put so much of himself into that character and raised the entire show above the realm of cheap sci fi into the force for good and hope and dreams I know it as today.  I adored his appearances in the Star Trek reboot-movies and I can't quite accommodate the idea he, and his special aura, are gone from our screens save for re-runs.

Saturday was hard too.  I was still exhausted, still feeling the paranoia and anxiety I associate with a particularly brutal downswing.  Forced myself out of the house to Asda which was very nearly the end of me.  Home again for the evening, sadness, introspection.

And then, this morning, I woke up before my alarm and didn't feel exhausted.  The fog has lifted and my brain can think.  I've been accepted to a conference in Ireland in June which may well make a lovely holiday (if I can get funding from the department to go!) and I cleaned the flat and tidied the detritus of a fortnight of inaction. And then I made dinner, wrote some emails...I came alive again.

And I remember why I get up in the morning and why I speak to other human beings and why life keeps on turning.

It's been an awful couple of weeks.  I want to weep for my past self, because I feel bruised from the sadness which has been following me around.  It hurts.  And it scares me every time it comes back, and every time it won't leave.
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The three days training and systems administration on the Pople cluster at the University of Western Australia School of Chemistry and Biochemistry went very well with excellent feedback. It was especially good to catch up with old friend [personal profile] fred_mouse who worked in the same building over lunch. After the third day, caught up with a dozen or so Perth friends at Tak Chee House followed by cocktails at the finely appointed Bar Lafayette at the old Perth Technical College. Some of the staff seemed rather pleased to have a Lafayette visiting their bar, not the least being the waitress from Versailles. As a whole it was quite a wonderful night of good food, good drink, and excellent conversation. The following day managed to catch up for a long lunch with my old mentor, Bruce T., at The Dome in Maylands, site of the historic Peninsula Hotel, which does have a story or two in its own right.

Leaving that afternoon, the flight was relatively quick. Movie was The Hunger Games : Mockingjay Part I which was simply terrible. A stuff-up with luggage meant that we did not return home until after midnight. Whilst well and truly exhausted managed to make it along to Rohan's presentation at The Philosophy Forum on A Phenomenological Ontology of Love: Body, Heart, and Spirit which packed in a lot and generated a great deal of conversation (everyone has at least some idea about the topic). Hopefully will have it online at Lightbringers soon. Afterwards played GURPS Middle-Earth where on a tangential plot, we dealt with Earth Spirits in an old-fashioned D&D-style dungeon crawl (complete with silly monsters).

Whilst in WA received notification that my application to do a Master of Education from the University of Otago had been accepted. I am hoping with prior credit from my relevant Graduate Certificate I should be able to complete the degree with 'just' the dissertation. As part of the application, I have had to submit a propsed thesis abstract of course; I am taking a rather broad brush with The Future of the University in the Age of the Internet, where I will start with the effects of the print revolution on the university system, and look at current and future methods of online learning, and the effects this will have on the university as an physical institution and as a culture. I'm rather looking forward to it.
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I finally admitted that I really don't care about Forever, and one episode of Backstrom was plenty, so that's another 12 hours or so of DVR space. I think I may have lost an episode of Person of Interest. Oh, well.


Books!

What I finished:
Enlightened (Joanna Chambers) did in fact turn out to be a really good read, and a solidly written one! I maintain that I don't think I would have stuck with the series if it'd just been the one book available, but if you want, like, a lot of words and a rec that it ends on a good (for historically plausible versions of good) note, then you have it.

Men Under the Mistletoe (Anthology) - because if I'm going to be under a foot of snow, I might as well go back to Christmas, right?

Read more... )

What I'm reading now:

I made it another page or two into The Suffragette Scandal, and then there was either hockey to watch, a kitten to entertain, or a broken website to fix, so I haven't gotten back to it. I also finally picked up A Hundred Years of Solitude tonight, but I was just reading during the intermission hockey commentary that I didn't care about. So the environment didn't lend itself to immersion, but honestly I just had to start it because I have been saying I would.

What I'm reading next:

Jackdaw, still, probably.
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Big event on Saturday was the wedding and subsequent reception of Sophie and Allister at Yallingup Brook. A very pleasant location and perfect weather, it was a traditional style, and actually quite charming. Speeches were appropriate and gently amusing, the food was excellent, and everyone behaved themselves whilst in good spirits. The following day celebrations continued with a late lunch at Clancy's in Dunsborough. I was particularly impressed with the deep fried feta sticks and fried mice (i.e., jalapeno). Following day visiting the truly wonderful Ngilgi Cave (I challenge D&D players to try it out - with sword and shield!), and then on to the 1.841km Busselton Jetty, a journey of memorial plaques, poetry and prose.

Have since arrived in Perth, staying at the creaky 19th century Royal Hotel in a quirky corner room. Conducting two days of training for staff and researchers at the School of Chemistry and Biochemistry at the University of Western Australia, the first day on high level systems administration of their cluster (including several software installs), followed by user training on Linux, HPC job submission, and MPI programming. A third day will consist of further work on the cluster itself. Caught up with Jason F., and had dinner at the pleasant Olivers as we conversed on computing, music, and metallurgy.

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Feb. 25th, 2015 03:30 am
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Day 5: we still have a river pouring up out of our sidewalk. (we're beginning to call it 'the water feature'.)

The city keeps apologizing that they haven't gotten anyone out here yet -- apparently they're dealing with crises all over the place and they've got all the available crews and all the contractors they can activate fully booked -- but man, if they try to charge us for the thousands of gallons that we've gone through since Saturday, I'm gonna have to happen to someone.

It says something about the week we're having that this is still not the worst thing we are dealing with right now.

Llanie de Summers

Feb. 24th, 2015 06:18 pm
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Have a mentioned a charming little game called Dragonsphere? I think so. It is free to download from GOG.

Here is a little (poorly photographed) sketch of a character from the game who I am a little obsessed with. Her name is Llanie de Summers.

I think she's a great character - very plucky and sassy. I also love her very 90s style fantasy garb.


Llanie de Summers by cirruscastle on DeviantArt

What do you expect? (a poll)

Feb. 24th, 2015 01:36 pm
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A few bits of thought passed across my mind recently, about legacy and friendship and the law, and I found myself curious about whether I'm quite different from my friends in my assumptions about the way my life will go. So: a three-question poll.

Poll #16481 What do you expect?
This poll is anonymous.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 33

Do you expect that someone will, in the future, systematically research your life, e.g., by reading all of your public blog posts and interviewing your friends and family?

Definitely
2 (6.1%)

Probably
9 (27.3%)

Probably not
12 (36.4%)

No
10 (30.3%)

Not applicable; I know that this has already happened
0 (0.0%)

If you have never been sued before, do you expect that someone will someday sue you?

Definitely
0 (0.0%)

Probably
6 (18.2%)

Probably not
22 (66.7%)

No
5 (15.2%)

Not applicable; I have been sued before
0 (0.0%)

Do you expect that you have already met everyone who's going to be very important in your life?

Definitely
0 (0.0%)

Probably
5 (15.2%)

Probably not
12 (36.4%)

No
16 (48.5%)



The poll is anonymous. Please feel free to elaborate on your answers in the comments! EDITED TO ADD: And comments are screened by default and I'm going to leave them screened unless you say it's ok to unscreen.
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post-tags: instagram, crosspost It's like the town of Arlington thinks no one needs to cross Mass Ave. #sodonewith #bosnow
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Mondays, every week, let's celebrate ourselves, to start the week right. Tell me what you're proud of. Tell me what you accomplished last week, something -- at least one thing -- that you can turn around and point at and say: I did this. Me. It was tough, but I did it, and I did it well, and I am proud of it, and it makes me feel good to see what I accomplished. Could be anything -- something you made, something you did, something you got through. Just take a minute and celebrate yourself. Either here, or in your journal, but somewhere.

(And if you feel uncomfortable doing this in public, I've set this entry to screen any anonymous comments, so if you want privacy, comment anonymously and I won't unscreen it. Also: yes, by all means, cheer each other on when you see something you want to give props to!)

MacGyver - The Countdown #115

Feb. 22nd, 2015 11:10 pm
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#115 - Ma Dalton

Season: 4


Plot: Jack's mother is back in the picture, but she's a fugitive from the Feds. There's a bounty hunter (Jesse Colton) out looking for her and Mac and Jack have to figure out what's up and help keep her from getting killed.

Trope(s):
[Frequently used Tropes are listed in the first post.]
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheThingThatWouldNotLeave - this is Jack in the opening for this episode
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/UncannyFamilyResemblance - Jack looks just like his dad
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BountyHunter - Jesse Colton shows up
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SawedOffShotgun - this comes along with Jesse



Thoughts:

So, Mac comes home from a long trip in the arctic to find Jack building a plane in his living room. And he's all angry and grouchy, until he sees Jack having a 'moment', then Mac goes all soft like always.

Jack's been getting stuff that belonged to his dad. He wasn't sure who it was, but he thinks it's his mom - who gave him up for adoption when he was a baby. He was living with foster parents when Mac met him in high school.

They find out that Francine (Jack's mom) is a fugitive who jumped bail. She's a co-conspirator in a stock scheme. She has evidence that will convict her former boss, so she's valuable because of that.

However, as a mother, she's kind of shitty. Not because she gave up her kid - her reasons are her reasons - but because she's just really unpleasant. She's been sending things to her son (or sending them via her friend, Sparky), but when he shows up, she doesn't seem interested in knowing anything about him at all.

I like the scene with Mac hanging on one elevator and swinging over to the 2nd one to ride up without being seen. And I like Jesse Colton's appearance here - he's the bounty hunter looking for Francine since she jumped bail.

Ok - so, the scene with the guy who goes to the electrical room to turn the power back on - that guy w/ the blond hair that Mac punches and locks in a closet? That's Andrew Kavadas. And that is not his usual hair. this image is close to his MacGyver hair style and this one is what I think is his 'typical' hair.

This is also, I think, the first of the MacGyver guest stars that I've met. (I've met RDA, but saving that story for nearer to the end of the countdown.) One year, Kavadas was at Gatecon. I don't remember if I was present for any of his talks or if he even did any. Where I remember him from was the volunteer after-party. I talked to him for a little while there and he signed my volunteer T-shirt. He was really nice and very upbeat.

Between Bendel and Colton - everyone in this show with a gun is an idiot. All these people holding guns on people and talking rather than shooting. This is why MacGyver can get the jump on you - literally - and you don't get to shoot anyone and you don't get away with your silly crimes.

Overall, I'm not a big fan of this episode. Francine's initial reaction to Jack showing up is very cold and off-putting. And the plot with the Bendel thing seems more of a set-up for the Jack kidnapping to bring mother and son together for a warm reunion at the end.

Recent (and Not So Recent) Reading

Feb. 22nd, 2015 10:02 pm
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Stories of the Raksura, Volume One (Martha Wells) (2014): What the cover says: less than novel-length stories set in the world of Wells' Raksura novels. "The Falling World" is one of the adventures of Indigo Cloud court, some time after The Siren Seas. A party led by Jade is lost on a trading trip, and a rescue is lead by Moon and Stone. "The Tale of Indigo and Cloud" covers a kidnapping which shaped later relationships between the renamed Indigo Cloud court and Emerald Twilight. It's a pretty serious history story, but also a story about Raksuran politics, as shaped by Aeriat and Arbora psychology and biology. If you like that sort of worldbuilding detail, you'll really enjoy the story. "The Forest Boy" is a story about young Moon, from an outsider PoV, and also about the bitter fruits of jealousy, which I found surprisingly moving. Chime's transformation is covered in "Adaptation".

Saga, Volume 4 (Brian K. Vaughan, Fiona Staples) (2014): I was a little over-excited for this, which wasn't helped by the plot of these issues. The tropes in play were not the tropes I love. Spoiler-cut. ) Volume Five is still on the to-buy list, but it's been downgraded in urgency.

Finished a back-to-back reread of Leckie's Ancillary Justice and Ancillary Sword. AS is a middle novel, oh yes. I encourage readers to consider it in light of Cherryh's Foreigner series, where the narrator is not exactly unreliable, but questions the validity of his interpretations of everything in agonizing detail. There's this extrapolation from fiddly micro-events to the macro impact on the two-species planetary political scene. Breq is an unreliable narrator, with a trick of focusing on exactly what is in front of her and not cluing the reader into the wider context. Spoilers, and lots of speculation. )

Walk to the End of the World (Suzy McKee Charnas) (1974): One of those '70s dystopias where war and technology have destroyed the world, with cannibalism, and explicit descriptions of what happens to the bodies. I can see how the nuanced elucidation of the white males' racism and misogyny, alongside the institutionalized drug use (oh, the '70s) and casual homosexuality propelled this novel to a retrospective Tiptree, while being nauseated by the experience of reading about the horrific abuse of women, and did I mention the cannibalism?

(Tangentially, marijuana is not a hallucinogen. Unless the nuclear fallout caused some really interesting mutagenesis. Yes, it's a minor thing to notice, but the implication of hallucination-by-hash is the sort of detail that throws me out of the story.)

The worldbuilding is satisfyingly elaborate, while being right up there with The Handmaid's Tale for upsetting character-sanctioned sexual assault and related horrific human rights abuses. It's useful to read, as a complex well-executed story, and as part of the tradition of feminist science fiction, but it was full-on dystopia with barely the faintest spark of a better future.

The Wizard Hunters (Martha Wells) (2004): Fantasy novel, first in a trilogy.

Wells has this very direct approach to what could be very dark situations which can be extremely entertaining. Lots of snark in the middle of dramatic action sequences, lots of action relative to contemplation and internal cogitation, and this expectation that people can work together, even when they meet in the middle of a firefight. Or maybe that's especially when they meet mid-fight.

Cut for space, limited spoilers. )

This is Wells in awesome compulsively readable mode. I had a vague idea I'd pause between The Wizard Hunters and its sequel, The Ships of Air, to read the earlier Ile-Rien novels I'd picked up at the library. Then I read the first chapter of the next novel online. And the second. And... as soon as I could, I went back to the library to check out The Ships of Air.

Rainbows and emptiness

Feb. 22nd, 2015 08:50 pm
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We still do not have permission for our solar panels, although we have an official form planning letter which mostly doesn't apply to us. On Thursday it will have been 3 weeks and thus I can chase the planning officer to find out what the problem is with issuing a certificate stating that our lawful development is, in fact, lawful development. (Gah.) On the upside, Patio Dude has just sent an email saying he'll be round next week (which I sincerely hope means a week tomorrow and not tomorrow, for which I would not be prepared) to take up old patio and install new patio, new fence, and new pergola. In some glorious future year the pergola will, I hope, support GRAPES. (The grape vine already exists, but is quite small.)

Leon is now teaching himself to count in other languages (French, Russian, and Mandarin, so far). The internet has a lot to answer for. He is also keen on rainbows (from a colour perspective, rather than as a meteorological phenomenon), and the bin lorry. ("Taking the things to the recycling, to make them into new things!") In a slightly scary step we have taken away the stereo-pen (ie the baby pen that corralled stereo instead of child) without any incident resulting. I believe we are beginning to enter the "why" phase...

I have been GETTING RID OF THINGS in a middling dramatic fashion, and feeling very good for it. My room looks -- not empty, but the stuff that is there looks uncluttered. And I have now kept my desk actually clear for about 3 weeks now which is an all-time record.

And I have not one but two short story deadlines upcoming, which on the one hand is a good state to be in, and on the other hand, deadlines, writing, editing, etc. Yesterday I read through one of them and thought that it was pretty much OK which always makes me nervously wonder what I've missed or if I have lost my critical edge. (Did I ever have a critical edge? who knows.)

Now to finish sewing rainbow patchwork for Leon's upcoming birthday.

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