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In my mailbox this morning was a third Facebook invitation from the urgent care doctor who was so excited about recording a youtube instruction for me to watch on how to elevate my arm after a cat bite, that he prescribed the wrong antibiotic for my cat bite.


... i was going to complain about how stupid Facebook's block feature is, but Edward knocked a book over which knocked into my tea which splashed on my laptop. While i do have a cover over the keyboard, i wanted to let it air dry a bit. It appears to be well now, but the trackball i use has suffered in that the scroll wheel seems to have failed. I am impressed to find just how much i use it.

Re comments on my Haiti post that i saw this morning and not last night: I quoted Dogo Barry's instruction regarding responsibility when you have *more* than you need (two coats when you can only wear one) and offered it as an alternative frame for a cultural understanding. If a whole culture understood resources in the unattached interconnected shared frame that that instruction implies, i suspect they would react to disaster differently than our cultural norm does.

I wrestle with my reaction to others needs and have carefully crafted avoidance rationales.

Meanwhile, wahhhh, my ipod died and i didn't have my falling asleep-waking up rituals and now my scroll bar is dead. Woe. Is. Me. *eyeroll*

UPDATE: Mwuhahaha. After going to the computer store site to identify that the local store had a replacement in stock, the scroll wheel started working. Hrmph.

A Day

Pre-work, distracted by tea spill on laptop and http://www.darthsanddroids.net . Felt a little rattled.

Utterly distracted, restless workday. Munching on corn chips. Couple hours of meetings, did have One Good Idea. Did not follow through on the Project writing implied by One Good Idea.

Did pick up L-J at SJC and wrote a few New Years notes while waiting. My phone didn't buzz when she TXTed me that she was waiting at the curb: i noticed when i went to look up an address. Eeep! Adrenaline rush over "How long was she waiting?!!" and general navigational confusion. Multiple laps around SJC today. More rattled.

At some point i did measure the hall (AGAIN) and then figure how many IKEA Billy bookcases fit, got a price. Obviously, there's a workflow here that involves the carpet cleaning. TEENSY STEPS.

Christine is torn and wants an xbox 360 elite for she has somehow reignited interest in video games. We have also discussed the iTouch. Which reminds me that my alarm clock iPod function is not available and reminds me how abrupt it was to wake up to the buzz of my phone of vibrate as opposed to the German guy chanting Hindu mantras. Ha, i blame this for my rattled, restless day. *eyeroll*

Sixish, Christine and i retired to the living room where we discussed a project about doing a visualization of the temporal-spatial distribution of marriage-related minutes in the collection of Friends for LGBTQ Concerns. I started normalizing the data (different from a normalized database). I'm in the B's.

Did i mention that a fresh Xopenex inhaler seems to have made a HUGE difference in breathing? Today was not all-better, but it was MUCH better.