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If I get this to work, it will be one more praise to the glory of Droid. The nice Fed Ex man brought me a Droid on Wednesday, and there is so, so much to tell about how I love it. But now is not the time for that. Now is the time to gross you out. I have always been a procrastinator. I have tried to break that cycle with this history degree that I’m pursuing, but old habits die hard. I still have the tendency to think that all writing must come out perfect the first time, and while I struggle to get that sentence exactly right the first time, hey, look, someone just tweeted, I should go check that out. I am working on overcoming this and even have a handy app on my Droid (so much for not talking about it) that has a timer so I know exactly how much time I’ve spent on task. This app is a miracle worker, because it kept my nose to the grindstone a lot yesterday. But today, even though I only have two more articles to critique and a conclusion to write and am so close to the finish line I can taste it, I still feel the need to procrastinate. I played a game on my Droid for a while. Then I remembered that I took the ring out of my rook piercing out on Wednesday while I was waiting for the Fed Ex guy and never put it back in. And so I just did. And basically had to re-pierce the damn thing because it had been out for a few days. It did not bleed, but oh my god, my ear hurts right now. I took Advil and am waiting for the pain to die down a little so I can concentrate again. I guess it serves me right for procrastinating, doesn’t it? How’s it going, guys? Anyone still out there? I’m at home today, awaiting a very important package from Fed Ex (there will be a separate post about it when I get it), and supposedly working on a paper for my Historiography class. Except my Macbook Pro battery is borked, so I started backing up files for that in prep for my Genius Bar appointment on Sunday morning and that took longer than I thought it would. But I felt so good about cleaning up stuff on my laptop that I thought, hmm, perhaps I should do the same thing for the blog. So I installed plugin updates and WordPress updates. And that was great, but it didn’t clear up the most annoying thing in the world, one of the reasons I have not blogged in so long because it just annoyed the crap out of me: my WYSIWYG toolbar was missing when I tried to post. You have no idea how annoying that is. Yeah, turns out the fix was so easy I could kick myself. I went through a big long list of things it could be and looked for the easiest one, because Murphy’s Law is always in effect around me. And yes, it was a variation of that easiest one. I went into my WordPress profile, clicked the “Disable Visual Editor” button, saved it, went right back in and re-enabled it, and damned if my WYSIWYG isn’t back. *facepalm* I should have done that months ago, but didn’t have the patience. My tech fu, it comes and goes in cycles. My writing lately has been either tweeting or one page critiques or papers, and it shows in this post. It’s like I have no idea how to blog anymore. With the WYSIWYG toolbar back, I’m going to try to fix that. I pay enough for this blog Well, actually, I don’t, my hosting company is really cheap, but I do pay for it, so I should start using it again. But in the meantime, I should get back to writing this paper about Ben Franklin. So I’m going to do that. Hey, you know what’s an awesome
Well, that explains a lot about why this damned article summary is like pulling teeth. I was starting to worry that my brain just wasn’t used to academic writing anymore. It could be that, but I have a feeling it has more to do with Mercury… You know what’s enough to get me to blog again? Oh, that I missed wishing Freddie Mercury a happy birthday yesterday. So hard to believe that he would have been 63 this year. I think he would wear the years with grace and style though, don’t you? I feel like I should write one of those “What I Did On My Summer Vacation” essays for all of you. Let’s see, what did I do? I missed Joe, of course. And then I found a little guy who needed my help because his owner was abusive. So we welcomed him into our home:
His first rescuer named him Nutmeg, then his foster family called him Shoyu, but I thought he was more of a Charlie, so that’s his new name. He had a little bit of an adjustment settling in, but every day he’s more at ease with us and torments Freddie a fraction of a millimeter less. But when I see Charlie harassing Freddie, I realize Joe probably sent him to us as revenge on Freddie. And I’m okay with that. My office also moved to a new building, and there has been a hell of a lot of adjustment from that, let me tell you. We’re finally settling in, but it will be nice when the new building is finally finished. Which, at the rate they’re going will probably be in ten years. And then last week I started classes for an MA in history. I’m struggling a bit with getting back in the academic groove (I’ve been working on what should have been a simple one page article summary for a couple of hours now because I’m not used to formal writing anymore), especially while living with Rick. Relationships didn’t phase my first two degrees at all (because for large portions of both degrees I wasn’t in one), but it’s interesting trying to figure out time to study and write without neglecting Rick. Of course, he’s got his own adjustment going on because he started a new day job last week, and that’s been quite a change for him. We’ll work through everything, I’m sure, but in the meantime it’s still a little strange. But also in the meantime, I’ve got this stupid summary to write, so I’m going to get back to that. Hope you all are well, and thanks for the emails prodding me back into blogging! Amelia and Sage are in London with their mom for June and part of July, so Rick and I pass info from them back and forth as we get it (him from phone calls, me from Facebook). This morning’s conversation degenerated quickly.
I haven’t really been paying attention to the news for the past week. Rick is a news junkie and generally has it on 24-7, but when he’s away and I’m left to my own devices, I’ve got sitcoms on in the background. Hey, I’ve been depressed and sitcoms are my mental comfort food. However, last night before bed, I heard something on MSNBC that yanked me out of my fog. The words were “nude hiking” followed by “Republican South Carolina Governor Sanford.” Huh? I did a double take. This kind of shit cannot be happening, it’s too good to be true. But it is happening! And it gets better! Because he wasn’t nude hiking after all, he was in Buenos Aires with his mistress. It’s days like this that go a long way towards making up for the Asshat Administration. The continuing trainwreck that is the Republican party: now this is good TV. Thank you all for the kind words and thoughts – we’re making do, even though that was hands-down the most craptastic vacation I’ve ever taken. A recount: Joe died, Jordana and I worked like hell on getting a grant done in time (and did), there was a flying trip to New Haven to see a performance of someone we might work with in the future, and my mom’s rental car got towed Father’s Day night so we had to take a trip to the impound lot in Red Hook yesterday morning to get it back before she flew out in the afternoon. And no, I did not get to sleep in once on that vacation, which would have made things a little better. Damn. Good things did happen on the vacay, and I have to keep reminding myself of that. For example, in spite of the 87 straight days of grey skies we seem to have had this June, Mom and I went to the circus at Coney Island. That was fun. We also went to Sagamore Hill to visit Teddy Roosevelt’s home, which was awesome. Jordana and I found a wine bar in her neighborhood on Friday and I discovered a really great local honey wine, then we went to the Botanical Gardens, then to Celebrate Brooklyn with Thabiso. These are all good things, but on the whole the impression this vacation left me with was “not restful.” And then I came back to work yesterday to find out that we’re expected to be in the new office in the new building on July 20, so now we are stressed out about that. I think I need another vacation.
Joe passed out of this world on Tuesday night at about 8:30, right as Keith Olbermann was reading the day’s World’s Worst Persons. He had been going downhill for a while, and by Sunday he wasn’t really able to use his back legs. We were bringing food and water to him and taking him to the litterbox when he acted like he needed to go, but on Tuesday morning he wasn’t showing interest in food or water anymore. His breathing had also changed early that morning-it was shallower and more labored. We knew that he was going to go soon, and decided that if he could, we wanted him to pass at home with us instead of with the vet. Joe hated the vet, and I wanted him to have good memories at the end, not be stressed out. I made some calls to let people know what was happening, and we settled in for the wait. Continue reading Requiem for a Joe |
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