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shadowkatI'm all bad moody...mainly due to sleep deprivation. [Yes, a Buffy reference, I swear that show has permanently insinuated itself into my lingual lexicon.]
Last night I couldn't sleep because no matter what position I was in - my hip hurt. It was most likely a digestive issue and an alignment issue. I can't sleep on my back due to the untreated sleep apnea. I'm afraid I'll suffocate and not wake up.
I should go to bed, but I don't fancy just lying there.
Was worried that Babs was upset with me because of something that happened at last Friday's meeting with BB & BYT, but as luck would have it? She has no memory of it and had no idea what I was talking about.
My workplace makes me feel like I'm perpetually having the "Who's on First, What's on Second" conversation. The only change is who I'm having it with.
This requires an insane amount of patience, I think.
I'm procrastinating researching a new sensor. For some reason or other, my medical portal erased the Freestyle Libre 3 from it - so I can't easily ask for a refill. I may ask in person and request the Dexcron, which is free via my insurance.
Also procrastinating signing up for long-term disability via Genworth, which is what my mother has. I worry about the cost. But it probably is cheaper than not having it?
Tonight had Turkey Chilli via "Hale and Hearty Soups". Also Brauntworst Liverwurst on crackers - which is a comforting meal from my childhood. My father loved it, and so do I. It's not unhealthy, it's basically a cheap pate, with pork liver as opposed to duck. Works better on toast, but alas I have quinoa crackers.
And listened to more of Barbra Streisand's memoir - I have about 9 hours left. (It's 48 hours and 17 minutes. Yes, she needed an editor - we've discussed this already.) Currently on the big MGM Grande concert that she held sometime in the 1990s? And everyone came, except her mother - who she has an impossible relationship with, and I do not think her brother showed (she never mentions her brother).
The story? Apparently she flew her mother and her mother's friends out to see it. Gave them the VIP treatment and everything. And her mother & her mother's friends left before it started, because it was New Year's Eve, and they wanted to go out and have fun. Barbrra found this out many, many years after the fact from one of her friends - who chose not to tell her in order to protect her feelings.
Seriously, some people should not be permitted to have kids. Or raise them.
I get not having a maternal instinct, but can you be self-aware enough not to have a kid at least? (Yes, I occasionally have an overwhelming urge to jump into a Tardis and neuter half the planet. It's probably a good thing that I can't find one.)
I don't have a maternal bone in my body, it apparently skipped over me and landed on my brother. Paternal yes, maternal no. Does this make me queer? I don't know. I understand the paternal protective instinct far more than the maternal one. Nurturing is not my thing. Come to think of it - that's been my issue with dating. Men want to be mothered, and that's just not me. I don't want to mother, I don't want to be mothered, and I don't want to be patronized. I'm single - because I don't want to be a parent or be parented by my significant other. Freud and I wouldn't get along.
On the reading front?
Well this is very meta..
"William Gibson
greatdismal
If you had told me that the thing that would finally make VR commercially viable would be Apple releasing it as a very expensive personal device, I’d’ve winced, and hoped you were wrong. Doing that now, kind of."
I'm trying to work my way through NK Jemsin's "We Became the City" but the writing is getting on my nerves. It's a bit all over the place. And I'm struggling with the concept of human beings being absorbed into a city and becoming a literal part of it? To fight a monstrosity?
I need to find something else. But what? I need to poke through my books and find something. This is the worst reading slump.
***
1. Someone on Smart Bitches stated that they had a bit too much of the "hater" in them to be truly fannish about anything. I wouldn't say that about myself exactly? But I'm admittedly far too critical of the art I love, or analytical of it, to be truly fannish I think? I don't squee. Or scream. Nor am I groupie. The whole concept of being a groupie makes me want to crawl under my covers and hide.
2. The internet is still flogging a number of dead horses in the Buffy fandom. I find it amusing when people get all self-righteous about a fictional pairing or storyline that was written, filmed, and aired over twenty years ago. Just as I find it amusing that folks get all self-righteous about celebrity, singer, or artist's misdeeds from over forty years ago. Folks? They are 80? It's a bit too late to cancel them for something they did when they were thirty-eight. Also why would they care at this point?
3. Bradley Cooper has gotten himself into trouble in the Oscar Race, he keeps making snide comments about Cillian Murphy's prep for Oppenheimer, who remains oblivious (Because he is Cillian Murphy and tends to stay off the internet). See? This is why Awards for the Arts are a bad idea. Still bizarrely fun.
4. I decided to listen to Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus's albums today out of curiosity. I actually liked Cyrus' "Flowers", it's kind of clever - "I didn’t wanna leave you I didn’t wanna lie Started to cry but then remembered I, I can buy myself flowers, Write my name in the sand
Talk to myself for hours, Say things you don’t understand
I can take myself dancing, And I can hold my own hand
Yeah I can love me better than you can"
It's kind of nice single's mantra right there. I've heard songs that were similar of course.
Then I tried Taylor Swift's Midnights, and stumbled across a really good song in the midst of it... Snow on the Beach.
Swift has gotten better. I like her later albums better than her earlier ones. I do wish she'd move away from love songs and break up songs, though.
But that is pop music for the most part.
As an aside? I have widely eclectic tastes. Or diverse tastes. I like most music. And can be persuaded to try any of it.
Last night I couldn't sleep because no matter what position I was in - my hip hurt. It was most likely a digestive issue and an alignment issue. I can't sleep on my back due to the untreated sleep apnea. I'm afraid I'll suffocate and not wake up.
I should go to bed, but I don't fancy just lying there.
Was worried that Babs was upset with me because of something that happened at last Friday's meeting with BB & BYT, but as luck would have it? She has no memory of it and had no idea what I was talking about.
My workplace makes me feel like I'm perpetually having the "Who's on First, What's on Second" conversation. The only change is who I'm having it with.
This requires an insane amount of patience, I think.
I'm procrastinating researching a new sensor. For some reason or other, my medical portal erased the Freestyle Libre 3 from it - so I can't easily ask for a refill. I may ask in person and request the Dexcron, which is free via my insurance.
Also procrastinating signing up for long-term disability via Genworth, which is what my mother has. I worry about the cost. But it probably is cheaper than not having it?
Tonight had Turkey Chilli via "Hale and Hearty Soups". Also Brauntworst Liverwurst on crackers - which is a comforting meal from my childhood. My father loved it, and so do I. It's not unhealthy, it's basically a cheap pate, with pork liver as opposed to duck. Works better on toast, but alas I have quinoa crackers.
And listened to more of Barbra Streisand's memoir - I have about 9 hours left. (It's 48 hours and 17 minutes. Yes, she needed an editor - we've discussed this already.) Currently on the big MGM Grande concert that she held sometime in the 1990s? And everyone came, except her mother - who she has an impossible relationship with, and I do not think her brother showed (she never mentions her brother).
The story? Apparently she flew her mother and her mother's friends out to see it. Gave them the VIP treatment and everything. And her mother & her mother's friends left before it started, because it was New Year's Eve, and they wanted to go out and have fun. Barbrra found this out many, many years after the fact from one of her friends - who chose not to tell her in order to protect her feelings.
Seriously, some people should not be permitted to have kids. Or raise them.
I get not having a maternal instinct, but can you be self-aware enough not to have a kid at least? (Yes, I occasionally have an overwhelming urge to jump into a Tardis and neuter half the planet. It's probably a good thing that I can't find one.)
I don't have a maternal bone in my body, it apparently skipped over me and landed on my brother. Paternal yes, maternal no. Does this make me queer? I don't know. I understand the paternal protective instinct far more than the maternal one. Nurturing is not my thing. Come to think of it - that's been my issue with dating. Men want to be mothered, and that's just not me. I don't want to mother, I don't want to be mothered, and I don't want to be patronized. I'm single - because I don't want to be a parent or be parented by my significant other. Freud and I wouldn't get along.
On the reading front?
Well this is very meta..
"William Gibson
greatdismalIf you had told me that the thing that would finally make VR commercially viable would be Apple releasing it as a very expensive personal device, I’d’ve winced, and hoped you were wrong. Doing that now, kind of."
I'm trying to work my way through NK Jemsin's "We Became the City" but the writing is getting on my nerves. It's a bit all over the place. And I'm struggling with the concept of human beings being absorbed into a city and becoming a literal part of it? To fight a monstrosity?
I need to find something else. But what? I need to poke through my books and find something. This is the worst reading slump.
***
1. Someone on Smart Bitches stated that they had a bit too much of the "hater" in them to be truly fannish about anything. I wouldn't say that about myself exactly? But I'm admittedly far too critical of the art I love, or analytical of it, to be truly fannish I think? I don't squee. Or scream. Nor am I groupie. The whole concept of being a groupie makes me want to crawl under my covers and hide.
2. The internet is still flogging a number of dead horses in the Buffy fandom. I find it amusing when people get all self-righteous about a fictional pairing or storyline that was written, filmed, and aired over twenty years ago. Just as I find it amusing that folks get all self-righteous about celebrity, singer, or artist's misdeeds from over forty years ago. Folks? They are 80? It's a bit too late to cancel them for something they did when they were thirty-eight. Also why would they care at this point?
3. Bradley Cooper has gotten himself into trouble in the Oscar Race, he keeps making snide comments about Cillian Murphy's prep for Oppenheimer, who remains oblivious (Because he is Cillian Murphy and tends to stay off the internet). See? This is why Awards for the Arts are a bad idea. Still bizarrely fun.
4. I decided to listen to Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus's albums today out of curiosity. I actually liked Cyrus' "Flowers", it's kind of clever - "I didn’t wanna leave you I didn’t wanna lie Started to cry but then remembered I, I can buy myself flowers, Write my name in the sand
Talk to myself for hours, Say things you don’t understand
I can take myself dancing, And I can hold my own hand
Yeah I can love me better than you can"
It's kind of nice single's mantra right there. I've heard songs that were similar of course.
Then I tried Taylor Swift's Midnights, and stumbled across a really good song in the midst of it... Snow on the Beach.
Swift has gotten better. I like her later albums better than her earlier ones. I do wish she'd move away from love songs and break up songs, though.
But that is pop music for the most part.
As an aside? I have widely eclectic tastes. Or diverse tastes. I like most music. And can be persuaded to try any of it.
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Date: 2024-02-08 07:22 am (UTC)https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-many-moods-of-ben-vaughn-hosted-by-ben-vaughn/id425468151
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Date: 2024-02-07 11:45 am (UTC)ETA: somehow missed out Monty Python ...
"I occasionally have an overwhelming urge to jump into a Tardis and neuter half the planet. It's probably a good thing that I can't find one." Me too - I'd create a paradox in which I was never born.