gesundheit

One of my favorite words.

Now, this is x-posted with previous Natter post, but I'm trying here as well, just in case (because b.org can be like a big game of 6 degrees):

Any chance someone from here knows anyone from that Neo-Victorianism conference?

Purely academic interest.

The dog got me up at 4:30 with a lick to my face. She went right back to sleep, but I've been up ever since.

vw, I hope he takes the time to realize all the ways you are simply wonderful.

Yesterday we put up a Christmas tree and some lights outside. Surprisingly, my DH had qualms about the outside lights (he's Jewish) because he felt like it was announcing ourselves as Christian. I pointed to the tree in front of the windows about which he had no qualms and said, "Wha-huh?" He got over it, but I ordered an electric menorah to put in one of the windows, replacing the single candles I already had there. File under: Boyz are silly.

I had a moment of sad-panic yesterday when we couldn't find the tree decorations, many of which were made by me (not a big deal) or by my sisters and mother (a very big deal). That box also had my xmas stocking that my mother made when I was born. I figured with two big moves in less than a year, it had been lost/misplaced, but we finally found it after the third trip to the attic.

Oh, Sparky, I'm so glad you found them! Mom found a box of my stuff that had been missing, and I am SO thankful because it has a very one-of-a-kind framed embroidery that my mom made for me years ago. I hadn't had the heart to tell her that it was missing. I too was afraid it got lost in one of my many moves.

I'm up and working. I seem to have managed to wear my CPAP all night last night, which is the first time in several weeks. So, yay for that. I have much work to do today. I hope I can get it done without getting too distracted by the current situation.

I suspect we'll work it out. I partially suspect that because he called at 10pm last night with the lamest question. Woke me up, which kind of pissed me off, so I e-mailed him and said to only e-mail me for a few days. I also suggested that next Sunday we go out for hot chocolate at LA Burdick's, which was supposed to be where our first date was, but then hilarity ensued, and we ended up somewhere else. I figured, maybe we should start over where we originally planned to start. Silly, I know.

Tomorrow would be six months.

I figured, maybe we should start over where we originally planned to start. Silly, I know.

Actually, it's a beautiful idea. One that I'm not sure if I had the strength to pull through, for one.

{{vw}}

{{{vw}}} Everyone has already said all the wise things that wanted saying, and it sounds like you have a pretty good handle on what's going on and why. But, still, {{{vw}}} because the fact that you were astute enough to call it ahead of time doesn't make it suck any less. I'm vibing hard for him to calm down and sort it all out.

And, no, not silly in the least. Rather lovely, actually.

Frank, I'm SO sorry. And I totally respect his decision - smart guy. If he'd not be freaked out by the six degrees of separation thing, I'd totally be up for showing him around Bangkok if he comes out here.

vw, honey, I'm sorry for what you're going through right now. And I'm all admiration for the way you're dealing with it. I think the date sounds lovely.

Shir, my first thought was Jilli - but since the conference was in the UK, probably not. Sounds like a fab conference, though.

So a friend of mine is pushing me to read Twilight. Thoughts anyone?

Um. It's about friendly vampires that glitter and play baseball. In the daylight. And the protagonist is a teenage girl with all the spunk, wit and personality of a dishcloth, and the self-preservation instincts of a kamikaze lemming in a minefield. Her name is Bella Swan. Because Meyer is good at subtlety.

On a kinder note, Meyer does an effective job of pushing various teengirl buttons; it's worth reading to be able to have an educated opinion on the SparkleFang Fandom phenomenon. And, hell, I don't think it's worse than the Sookie Stackhouse books, and yet I seem to have ploughed through most (maybe all?) of those.

It's pretty much the antithesis of BtVS in terms of character and mythos, though.

(Although, Jesus, suddenly I'm longing for crossover fic where Faith stakes Edward.)

(Although, Jesus, suddenly I'm longing for crossover fic where Faith stakes Edward.)

And then makes out with Bella?

(Although, Jesus, suddenly I'm longing for crossover fic where Faith stakes Edward.)

And then makes out with Bella?

Oh, I'd rather see her stake Wonder!Bella! from Breaking Dawn and then teach Edward a thing or two. Then probably stake him as well.

Then again, I'm not known for my subtlety either.

Just had a weird phone call with my mother about video games. The rabbi at her synagogue gave a sermon about them yesterday. He mostly talked about Grand Theft Auto, and said that the games shouldn't be forbidden, since that just makes them more attractive, but that they should be regarded as some Yiddish word that I just forgot, which pretty much means, "so far beneath you that it's not even worth discussing."

She wanted to know what sorts of video games I played now, and what I played when I was a kid. I informed her that now, my usual games are Super Mario Galaxy and Dance Dance Revolution, neither of which involve violence or prostitutes. When I was a teenager, I did play Wolfenstein 3D, and I described that game to her. The violence seemed to disturb her, but the fact that it was violence against Nazis seemed to make it a little better. Also, no prostitutes. Also, I think she's about to have a Talk with my dad about why he let me buy that game in the first place. (I'm sure he doesn't remember why -- it was about 15 years ago.)

I don't know, Hil. Dance Dance Revolution, nah I got nothing. The violence level in the video games bothers me personally so I don't play them. It just isn't my idea of fun to shoot people, but the boys play a number of them. I didn't let them buy GTA or most of the MA rated games. I'm just a big old square. They get plenty of bloodthirsty action in WoW and other games. Without a doubt they play all of them at various friend's houses, but at least they know my feelings on the subject. Mom = killjoy.