On pizza

Aug. 19th, 2017 06:21 pm
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It's been a rocky few days in the Spoon Department, but I did manage to get the bed raised up. Just have been too sick to actually do any of the unpacking that needs to follow that.

In semi-related news, I have ordered a pizza today. I am not a person who believes in the One True Pizza or anything, but I can safely say that Seattle pizza falls short of exciting. Not unpleasant by any means, and reasonably tasty, but I'd be just as happy with frozen or chain-restaurant fare.

Perhaps this winter I will be able to experiment with homemade pizzas again. Or just eat a lot of Vietnamese food.
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Okay, so I can convince myself to write here, I guess. Now, can I convince myself to do more than just narrate my day, complain about what my body is doing to me, and gripe about things?

Well, today had some good bits, at least. One of the things that is pretty great about this apartment is the fact that there are feral blackberries all along the alley and the property edge next to the building. A lot of that is sloped or otherwise uneven, but there are some bits where I can walk without my ankle potentially doing terrible things. So I went out and was exposed to actual sunlight for a while (after which I fell over, because bright sun makes me very tired). While I was out there, I picked these: Is it still understood that a polite journaller puts pics under a cut, or is that now passe? )

Which I taught L to make a crisp/crumble with later on. (No corn starch makes them a bit damp, but otherwise, easiest possible dessert.)

Otherwise, today has been pretty lazy, and I am practicing not beating myself up about it. (I have also read enough UK text lately that I've lost the ability to spell practi(c/s)ing.)
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Late (a bit too late) last night I finished up my current big commission, and that client wasn't likely to pay the invoice for the next one till this evening. Thus, I had the day to do things that weren't painting-for-money.

I had hoped that I would get to do some sketching or speed drills (I don't want to do speed drills, but good god am I slow...). Unfortunately, today turns out to have been eaten up by admin work and attempting to wrangle social media. My god is social media exhausting, even though I barely post, post almost nothing but artwork, and barely interact. And now it looks like a lot of the people I wish to read are attempting a migration to Mastodon, which is just baffling as a service.

If you are wondering, dear reader, Dreamwidth doesn't really count. It's not quite social media as we've come to understand it, and the pace on my feed is very much slower. Also, the risk of accidentally getting picked up in a site search by hateful minions is much, much smaller.

I may still manage some sketching tonight if I can force productivity rather than mindless video games. And thus far today, I've:

- done all the appropriate repetitive steps to get old art into postable format
- reactivated my Etsy store and put up all the art from the past few months
- made (unfortunately ambiguous) post on Twitter announcing same
- made post on Tumblr, DA, etc announcing same (different formatting concerns!)
- reformatted most recent commission and sent print file to client
- invoiced said commission plus deposit for next one
- performed job opportunity search for girlfriends
- collated said opportunities into emails
- stared at Mastodon, willing it to make sense

Which all feels like it ought to have taken like, an hour or two. But lo, it was more like five or six.

Also today: Meredy made me really good fried potatoes, it has rained in a really pleasant-sounding way all day, and my extremities are attacking.

Considering renaming this account and going pseudonymous again, since it's about 10-15 years too late to be an effective place to show off art.
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It's still technically Saturday here, so this post is legitimate. I don't know if I'll actually write something every day, but it does seem like a good way to reduce my overall scaredness level.

Accomplishments: showed girlfriend how to clean a foundation brush (turns out it's the same as cleaning a paintbrush, mostly). Finished some sketches for my current commission, got my primary client to pick one out.

Health status: Mild headache, mild crazy, ankle still broken, fibro level: gentle fever and sore extremities. All in all, pretty good for me.

Happy things: still enjoying the validation of getting sketches done. Other girlfriend cooked me a very large frozen lasagna. Chocolate muffin for breakfast.

One week till the doctor tells me when I'm allowed to walk again.

Take that!

Apr. 11th, 2014 12:08 pm
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At long last, and after many travails, I am finally sans gallbladder. Now I just have to wait for my belly to heal up and then deal with the tooth that randomly decided to die the night before surgery.

It's been an April.
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Somehow it has become October without my consent. I am not entirely sure how this happened. This means that it is time to get out the Searing Blue Light of Functionality. Honestly, I should have had it out weeks ago, but it's been hectic.

Went to other doctors to try to manage my crazy. Left with Effexor prescription and without several vials of blood. The former was a very bad idea; let us simply say that Effexor is not for me, and that I am very happy to be able to stand up properly again and relax my muscles. If any of you guys do not have horrible issues with this med and happen to use the 75mg generic capsule, you should give me a poke. I will not be putting it in my body again.

Unfortunately, the person who gave it to me is not getting back in contact, which is very frustrating. I feel that she ought to at least be notified that I'm not on it anymore, and also I would like her to please suggest something else. I seem to have tremendously bad luck with brain meds.

In a fit of unnecessary optimism, I paid my entire estimated tax burden at once this year. Technically, I could wait until December to pay off a quarter of it, which is what I ought to have done. Now juggling work and bank transfers to make up for the foolishness of Past Grace.

Fat free diet has me literally dreaming about doughnuts and pizza, specifically about being surrounded by them at social gatherings and not being able to eat anything. That said, I have managed to find a reasonable number of tasty things over the course of the last month. I am just disappointed by being unable to butter them.

I also have two small new fuzzbutts around the house. The local humane shelter got 18! ratbabies in and I took home a pair of the most social boys. They are as yet unnamed but are Very Excited by everything.

Now back to writing cookbook introductions. This has been your "I don't want to work" interlude.
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1. Surgeon is definitely overcautious. I can eat around 2 to 3 grams of fat per meal without any issues whatsoever. This still keeps me from actually eating almost any prepared food, but makes things suck a little less.

2. Kava kava is a fail for me. Does not reduce anxiety, has bonus of making me woozy and sick.

3. The weather is fantastic and I want to frolic in it forever. I might, however, need to place a new Sock Dreams order.

4. Serious self worth problems of late. Attempting to fix them via ripping apart my closet and throwing a lot of stuff away. Am avoiding thinking about the enormous amount of work I have queued for next week.

5. Have eaten more cocoa krispies than appropriate. Send milk.
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Here's another one in the prayer card project. This one is Dionysus, the pretty version that you see in later descriptions rather than the beardy one that shows up in most paintings. Untold hours, MyPaint and GIMP. Read more... )

In other news, I'm going on a road trip back to the east coast to see the family soon. Trying not to let nervousness eat my whole head. Food monitoring has gone completely south, so I have declared this a week of Mandatory Salad. Eat whatever you want, just have a salad first. Otherwise I might try to live on jelly beans and toast.

Today is a No Real Work Day, since I have not actually had one of those in some time. I am staying in my actual bedroom and not going near the desk. I am allowed to draw things that aren't related to any ongoing commissions and to write things that aren't directly related to normal jobbitude. It's not quite a proper day off, but I don't seem to be managing that right now. Later, possibly walks, but I think I shall avoid driving.
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Good Things:
- Going swimming after finishing up writing
- Girlfriend off work for a week because they don't want to give her 40 hours and she worked all of Summerfest
- 5 Guys veggie sandwich
- 2 large loads of laundry finished and off the line

Bad Things:
- The Fruitfly Invasion in my kitchen
- Losing a full day's work because the client doesn't like it and it'll be that much worse to revise
- Still covered in water weeds
- Laundry still needs hanging


Inappropriate Solutions:
- Eating too much snack food
- Playing video games instead of painting
- Repeatedly turning the rats upside down
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But I just mopped a quart of soy sauce off of the floor, since the bottle decided to jump to eternity off the top of the fridge. I feel sticky.
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But some things are wonderful:

Oatmeal peanut butter chocolate chip cookies and orange spice tea are among them.
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So there's two reasons I might not be updating in the winter. One is that I'm doing so badly I can't remember words and the other is that I'm doing surprisingly well and have my hands full with that. This year it is the other one, she says for the edification of future Grace.

In fact, the past few days have involved a workday well over quota (to make up for several under quota and the need to get on airplanes, but nevertheless,) a full kitchen clean, building a shelf in the kitchen out of miscellaneous scrap, putting my sofa up on legs, cleaning up some of the apartment flotsam and doing my laundry when I didn't strictly have to. Dunno what's going on, but I'll take it.

Things not done: fiction writing, as much extra quota as I really should be doing, fridge cleaning, backlogged personal and gift art. So it's not like I'm completely responsible.

In other news, I will be getting on an airplane (aargh) to go to San Antonio (aargh) over Thanksgiving (argleargh) to go see Seth (yay!) who supposedly has all the sunlight and warmth these days (additional yay, but not apparently at any time except during winter (argh)). This happens Tuesday and I am trying to juggle all the appropriate kittens to make sure that I get on my bus on time (I fear public trans for a number of silly reasons) and don't get attacked by the TSA (hello mandatory patdown).

I'm also drinking a -lot- of coffee this year. Hopefully the springtime wean won't suck too badly.

Today, cleaning horrible rat cage, finishing the dishes, cutting out a sewing project the TSA won't confiscate, filling my mp3 player and making sure that I have both a phone and a charged battery. Also lots of cooking and freezing to prevent new life from growing in my fridge while I'm gone.

I think I might finally like my apartment.
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A significant majority of my posts lately have required the stupid dalek icon. I wonder what that says about me. Today's foolishness involves the fact that I apparently don't know how to put on a bra.

cut for boob talk )

In news unrelated to the enormity of my chest, apples stewed in OJ, molasses and honey are really, really delicious. Omnomnom.
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About once every three or four weeks I have an anxiety spike, which tends to disrupt sleep and make me tremendously unmotivated. Coffee helps, plus it improves my mood. But caffeine is bad for the crazy, so it turns into a question of "crazy now or crazy later?"

Otherwise I am eating whatever the heck I want today.
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Enabling me to at last make European/Australian/Asian/the rest of the damned world recipes and answer the question "just how big is 'one large potato'".

In other news, I get to figure out how to eat a prickly pear fruit and I am spending the evening making up for past Grace's failure to work. Curse you, past Grace.
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She'd better appreciate them:

Laundry
Dishes
Scrub sink
Old dough to flatbread
Zucchini chopped and cooked
Large batch falafel made for when Future Grace is too hot to cook
Iced coffee made, ditto
All remaining coffee beans ground (by hand, cause I'm silly like that)
Oven burner cleaned/repaired using only cellphone flashlight and a crochet hook (that sucked)
Blueberry muffins!
Excess yogurt in freezer
Plants repotted
Floors swept
Lingering bills paid

True, some of this activity has been cat-waxing. I'm in a frustrating stage on this commission and I donwanna.

Nevertheless, painting awaits.
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This is the most interesting thing I have encountered today: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pando_(tree)
That and four other things make a post!

- I have learned to make pan pizza in my oven.
- There are mulberries growing along the bike trail in the park and they are purple and delectable.
- Past Grace should not have pushed today's quota off as late as she did, even if she did have wonderful walks by the lake.
- Past Grace should also be faster at painting.
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There are still many, many problems with life, but [profile] sfogarty is here, [profile] moments_away is less sick than she was last week, and the sun is streaming into my apartment. I went to the farmer's market this morning and will be having spinach salads all week. [profile] sfogarty helped me bring back a homemade single-size futon frame and a small nightstand from behind [profile] samadi's apartment building; I get to wash and paint and tighten all the screws in those later. I just put the year's first pot of lecso on the stove.

Some things are still nice.
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1. I have historically used stepmania for some exercise, but a hot summer and malfunctioning dance pad got me out of it. Last night I performed dance pad surgery and learned that : a. this is incredibly primitive technology. b. my dance pad is horribly put together. c. it is a miracle that this pad was working at all, since one layer of sensor film had actually shredded away from the side of the pad, torn through one button, and crumpled towards the middle. Scissors and a quarter of a roll of packing tape later, it works, except that one button, which I wasn't using.

2. I woke up this morning after a night of icky dreams and anxiety, stumbled to my computer, and was informed that [profile] moments_away was bringing me breakfast. After that, we actually used the dance pad. This was a good thing.

3. My new webcam is here, so I can talk to [profile] sfogarty without using either the old one that logitech no longer has drivers for or the fuzzy one that comes with the EEE. This is important, as my headset died before I moved.

4. I am teaching myself to eat more vegetables by leaving a marinated salad in the fridge. This is a happy thing, but it means I'm hungry a lot more often.

5. A. Accomplishment: assembling the metal shelving in the closet, putting some stuff on it, shoring up the makeshift shelving left by previous tenant, discovering that you can buy those plastic sleeve things for the shelves at Menards. B. Dubious accomplishment: feeling crappy and aimless, deciding to see if I really can grind coffee beans in my mortar and pestle. I could just go down the hall and borrow a grinder from [profile] moments_away, but this is for Science! Thus far, qualified yes; I have reached french press grind with relatively little effort and it's taking my mind of my headache. Can I get to moka pot? Only time will tell.

PS: Remus-rat has discovered that he can become very, very flat and slip through the inch and a half space at the top of the cage door. I need a better clip for this.

PSS: Romulus-rat would like to do this, but he is too fat.
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It's actually Wisconsin out there for once - 6 inches of snow overnight, and I got to go to a dentist's appointment in the middle of it. Today, however, I've got no reason to go out, and I am sticking to it. Minimum quota, website reworking, tea and curry day instead. Also, I am totally going to spend some time wallowing in books.

To the curry mines!

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