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Today was "Distract myself with social media day," in that i tried Google Buzz in the afternoon, adding a passel of folks for whom i had gmail addresses (but not everyone, and in a somewhat random manner), and then later i had to dissect what was going on with the Facebook login weirdness (see previous post).
I suppose the Facebook analysis should count as work, as authentication and authorization are what i'm specializing in, these days.
I was cold today, as i complained to everyone. After two cups of hot cocoa (and two pots of tea and lots of hot water) i finally warmed up. Or was it because i cranked the heat & closed the blinds? My lungs are still gummy, and "phlegmatic" ought to be an appropriate description for me with all the clearing of my throat and other respiratory passages. I seem to be disproving the medieval medical principle regarding phlegm as of the four bodily humors, "believed to be associated with a calm, stolid, or apathetic temperament." I wasn't calm about a staffing situation. I suppose i *was* "apathetic" all day. Definitely pathetic.
I have to write the Quaker LGBTQ concerns group and am stalling. I need to write my brother back about his couch surfing visit Friday & Saturday. It helps that i think he can understand the filthy kitchen floor and our obliviousness to stuff other than our work. I dunno. (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lola_kristine, has he ever told you how filthy our place is?) The laundry -- tons of sheets and towels that accumulated while we were under the weather -- is still undone. That, at least, is something i can throw money at.
I did work on some small Continuing Effort projects. I made a tiny loaf of bread from the premixed batter. I scanned more of the childhood ephemera in a model where i changed what was on the scanner when i was walking by it for some other reason. I scanned into Readerware the four books my mom sent while watching a Sherlock Holmes.
Sigh.
I have just remembered i used to imagine an arch-nemesis who would try to foil my plans by screwing up technology. Christine and i called her 35merelda. Apparently, i've never shared her name in this blog (or on any digital file on my computer). I would tag things with 354 and 354defeat.
I might ought to bring that practice back.
I suppose the Facebook analysis should count as work, as authentication and authorization are what i'm specializing in, these days.
I was cold today, as i complained to everyone. After two cups of hot cocoa (and two pots of tea and lots of hot water) i finally warmed up. Or was it because i cranked the heat & closed the blinds? My lungs are still gummy, and "phlegmatic" ought to be an appropriate description for me with all the clearing of my throat and other respiratory passages. I seem to be disproving the medieval medical principle regarding phlegm as of the four bodily humors, "believed to be associated with a calm, stolid, or apathetic temperament." I wasn't calm about a staffing situation. I suppose i *was* "apathetic" all day. Definitely pathetic.
I have to write the Quaker LGBTQ concerns group and am stalling. I need to write my brother back about his couch surfing visit Friday & Saturday. It helps that i think he can understand the filthy kitchen floor and our obliviousness to stuff other than our work. I dunno. (
lola_kristine, has he ever told you how filthy our place is?) The laundry -- tons of sheets and towels that accumulated while we were under the weather -- is still undone. That, at least, is something i can throw money at. I did work on some small Continuing Effort projects. I made a tiny loaf of bread from the premixed batter. I scanned more of the childhood ephemera in a model where i changed what was on the scanner when i was walking by it for some other reason. I scanned into Readerware the four books my mom sent while watching a Sherlock Holmes.
Sigh.
I have just remembered i used to imagine an arch-nemesis who would try to foil my plans by screwing up technology. Christine and i called her 35merelda. Apparently, i've never shared her name in this blog (or on any digital file on my computer). I would tag things with 354 and 354defeat.
I might ought to bring that practice back.
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