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My dad (C5/6 quadriplegic wheelchair user) has been in and out of the hospital all spring and summer.

Initially, there was some kind of internal bleeding, I think, and he kept having very low blood pressure and cardiac events and then having to have his many medications adjusted. Then he had to have a colectomy, and then he got a persistently recurring UTI that is resistant to antibiotics. A lot of these times he's been carted off to the hospital it's been for low blood pressure or a slight fever, and it seems to my sister and me like they're just stabilizing him, tweaking his medication, and releasing him, sometimes the same day, only for him to be back in an ambulance in less than a week.

This is having a weird effect where it's cumulatively and abstractly more scary every time he goes, while at the same time it is becoming so familiar that it's starting to feel routine. I know this is why people got convinced they were safe from COVID after a few months of wearing a mask and why people are frequently injured in the streets near their homes: the cognitive illusion that an action is proved safe if you've done it a bunch of times and nothing bad happened. Or in the case of these hospital visits, bad things happened, but he didn't get seriously (ICU) ill.

It's rough on my sister, who lives with her husband and my parents in the US, and I can't really support her long distance very effectively. And even if it were safe to travel there now, there's no way to know how long it would keep happening, so it still wouldn't probably be practical for me to go.

settiai

In tonight's game, ( the rest under a cut for those who don't care. )

And that's where we left off.

Current Mood: accomplished

turps

It was a lovely day yesterday, so we decided to get the bus to Durham to see The Naked Gun at the Odeon.

It was okay, some funny parts, but I'm glad it was a very short film because no way could it support anything longer.

We did get to see, and pet, some brilliant dogs. The best being Egg, an English Bulldog who was such a happy, stocky, solid chap who just wanted all the loves. Also, an excellent golden lab on the bus home, a very soft whippet and the most adorable spaniel type puppy we admired from afar.

We had a short walk through the town square and watched a man who was busking by creating an impressive sand sculpture of a dog. Then on the way back to the bus station stopped for chai iced drinks. They'd been promoted as buy one, get one free on the poster in the window. But, it turned out to be the promotion for last month. However, the owner said we could still have them for that price, as it was his fault the posters hadn't been taken down.

Today was the usual grocery shopping and a short walk. We also went to the tip and dropped off more donations at the tip shop, so that was a small amount of clutter gone. Two new to me dresses and a short denim jacket may have also fell into my basket somehow. No idea how that happened...

Storm Floris is due to hit overnight, and of course, we have to go out first thing as James is finally having a CT scan on his elbow. Hopefully, it won't be as windy as forecast and my poor flower shelf doesn't take another battering.

settiai

Huh. Critical Role just announced that Campaign 4 starts on October 2, but Matthew Mercer is stepping down from being the DM for this campaign and will instead be a player. The GM is going to be Brennan Lee Mulligan, who's DMed several mini-campaigns over the years.

No update yet on the system, but it definitely won't be set in Exandria which is stepping back from some previous comments made when the third campaign first ended. My guess is that the downtime from a long-form campaign led Matt to realize just how burnt out he was. And that led them to deciding to branch out.

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There's more information about the announcement in this article.

I'm definitely surprised by the news, but I'm also very curious to see just where they end up going with things. If nothing else, they brought up several times that current events in CR3 were affecting some things they were doing with TLoVM and M9 (their animated series set in the same world), so I'm sure it will help their sanity a bit on that front to not have a ton of new weekly Exandria canon cropping up while they're working on two different animated series.

Current Mood: surprised

deelaundry

Doing subtitles for a vid and the lyrics pasted in incorrectly, but yet quite apt for their meaning:

I've been thinkin' too muchI've been thinkin' too muchI've been thinkin' too muchI've been thinkin' too muchHelp meI've been thinkin' too muchI've been thinkin' too muchI've been thinkin' too muchHelp meI've been thinkin' too muchI've been thinkin' too muchI've been thinkin' too much

hannah

I've committed myself to the baby shower next week. Unless something comes up, I'm going to be bringing some homemade watermelon shrub. I don't know how many people are attending, but whoever's going to be there had better enjoy the shrub. I offered to make a cake, but my brother J. and his wife E. are going with a store-bought Wegman's cake. I said I could do black raspberry or even parsley, but no dice.

It was fairly remarkable both J. and E. were at the family dinner tonight. I didn't mention anything about it, not even a vague remark, knowing better than to draw attention to it. I didn't mention anything about it being done at my brother R. and his wife G.'s apartment, or that E. plans to bring her A/C unit over and install it there for the afternoon. I know she's starting her third trimester. It still strikes me as indicative of something beyond simple physical ease, because moving it seems a major undertaking.

Of incidental and blogging note regarding A/C units and their logistics, the power in half my apartment was out for about four hours today. Yes, half. The southern half. The northern half with the fridge and computer was fine, but the lights on the other side of the apartment, including the bathroom, were out for a while while the power company did some work on the roof. It was the tidiness of the outage that's staying with me.

Current Mood: sleepy
Current Music: Don't Swallow the Cap - The National

cimorene

Tragically, the supply of ibuprofen we bought the last time we went to the US - in 2017 - is running out now! Ibuprofen is more expensive in Finland and you can only buy 30 tablets of 400mg each at a time, and you can't mail it internationally, but you can bring it in your luggage, so in the past, I have just brought back a bunch of bottles each time I visited the US. (Technically, you can only bring your own medication for personal use, but we've never had a problem.)

The even more tragic part is that my sister was here just a year ago, but I forgot to ask her to bring it. Obviously it would be unwise to go there in the near future now, and I'm not sure if it would be fully safe even for my white middle-class family members to leave the country in case they had trouble going back (although they don't have any travel plans in the near future, because my dad, being quadriplegic, is immunocompromised and air travel is an elevated risk for him, and he's been in and out of the hospital lately).

When I was a teenager and young adult I used ibuprofen heavily for cramps, but in my 30s the severity lessened dramatically and I was often able to skip painkillers or get by with a small dose of paracetamol/acetaminophen, so the supply from our last visit has lasted longer than expected. (The last bottle has an expiration date in 2020, so possibly it is only working by the placebo effect at this point.) Concurrently with the perimenopausal symptoms I've started getting over the last few years, though, the cramps have started to worsen again and a couple of times in recent months I think they've been more painful than when I was a teenager! (But I also can't be sure because it's about 25 years ago.) A few years ago I was advised to try 1000mg paracetamol + 600mg ibuprofen together in case of emergency, and I now typically need to do this a few times per month. And also to buy paracetamol approximately every 1.5 months, because you can't buy more than 30 (500mg) tablets of paracetamol at a time either, and Wax and I both get migraines (not bad migraines by you Migraine Sufferer standards, but they are still headaches)! I've just never happened to bring paracetamol/acetaminophen back in my luggage because (a) I didn't know I could and should use it instead of ibuprofen until I was in my late 30s and (b) until recently there was always a larger bottle of it around leftover from various prescriptions.

Ugh, and I hate big Finnish 400mg ibuprofen tablets, too. They're not nearly as nice as the standard round coated ones you get in the US. And if you buy gel caps you can't break them! Come to think of it, I also don't like the big paracetamol tablets, but I don't have any clear memories of the size and shape of acetaminophen tablets to compare them to. But, honestly, they would have to be fairly awful tablets to be worse than the inconvenience and annoyance of buying them 30 at a time.

settiai

Welp. I've officially been living in the extended stay hotel for over a year now. I've gotta admit, that's definitely not what I was expecting when I first checked in on 7/31/2024.

Still, it is what it is. Hotel or not, it's at least a roof over my head, so I'll take what I can get.

Current Mood: blank

turps

It's been a while but to catch up. I finally got to see Fantastic 4 on Sunday, and really enjoyed it. We were supposed to go on Saturday originally, but realised we'd double booked ourselves with a day out that had been organised with James' team from work. Everyone was going to meet at Tynemouth, and while meeting new-to-me people at the beach wasn't first on my list of enjoyable things to do, I was still looking forward to it -- a little anyway.

But, in the end, that didn't happen as James had an AMC flair on Friday and had to come home from work. He's got a bit of a clawed hand atm, and was in his wheelchair when we went out at the weekend, but will be fine. Really, all that helps is time, and he's been to the doctors on Monday, who wanted to sign him off work for two weeks, but settled for one for now, extending if needed.

We had gone to MetroCentre to see Fantastic 4, and they were having a FanFest thing going on with various cos players and fannish stalls going on. We got some fun photos, and checked out lots of merch, and it was a good way to spend some time before the film. I posted some photos on Insta if people are interested.

I watched The Old Guard 2 last week and it was okay. I've seen no one discuss it though, unless I've missed those posts, which is surprising considering how popular the first film seemed to be.

I was at class last Wednesday, and there was new equipment, a big box that was about thigh height. ( cut for length about class and gym stuff )

Other things this week. I went with James to the limb centre so he could have new straps put on his legs. Then yesterday we took my MiL out for lunch, just staying locally, but it was a nice day.

cimorene

Sipuli is still unable to calm down enough to approach Tristana closely through the gate, in spite of ample opportunity; it seems like Tristana would like for her to.

(So no real change since I last wrote about this.) The problem is no longer that Tristana is afraid to come close to the gate; for the past 3? months it's instead been that Tristana will sit right there and if Sipuli just walked over and sat down they could sniff each other through it, but she wants to be friends too badly and she gets too excited and flings her entire body on the gate and tries to grab Tristana through it. And then Tristana backs off (without being too upset) because she doesn't want to be grabbed and she doesn't like sudden movements and loud noises.

After the thousands of times she got excited and pounced and Tristana left, Sipuli has learned that Something Bad is associated with her getting all excited... but she doesn't appear to know that it's the jumping/grabbing. Instead she sees Tristana and starts to get excited and then after about five seconds she gets embarrassed/anxious and retreats.

This happens even if she didn't make any sudden movements. She'll see Tristana sitting patiently on her side of the gate with her nose up against it looking curiously at her and she'll start towards her with fascinated ears, and then she'll pause about a foot away, turn around in a circle, pace a little bit, and then leave and go under a chair.

They HAVE touched noses through the gate a couple of times and Sipuli gets to take walks in the rest of the house on a leash now, but she has not managed to touch noses on these walks yet; she's still getting too excited and trying to lunge or jump towards Tristana and being prevented by the leash.

settiai

Since the DM and her wife are currently on their long-delayed honeymoon in France, the rest of us are playing a Daggerheart mini-campaign set in the same world as our main campaign. It's set in a different part of the empire and features different characters, but the world state is the same.

In tonight's game, ( the rest under a cut for those who don't care. )

And that's where we left off.

Current Mood: accomplished

hannah

Earlier today I said the most exciting thing that's happened to me at all recently was meeting Tom Cruise at the red carpet, and that's still true. The most luxurious thing that's happened to me at all recently was having lunch today at Le Bernardin.

Yes. That one. The one with three stars.

One of my clients worked in finance back in the late twentieth century and invested carefully over the next few decades, so while she doesn't have the money to eat there anywhere close to frequently, she can afford to do so every couple of years and leave a big tip without worrying about it. She recently had major surgery and decided to celebrate being able to eat solid food again with lunch there. Herself, myself, and the mutual friend who put us in touch.

The website told me business casual, so I wore a nice dress. Not one of my fanciest dresses, but a very nice dress that's got a lot of good memories woven into the fabric. I made sure to clear my calendar and hold my calls - on Monday, I said I wouldn't be available to work today without any elaboration - and arrive with a smile and an empty stomach. I also arrived with good timing, walking up to the door just as my client got out of her cab. I told the woman at the coat check, "I'm with her," and felt a thrill at being able to say it, and another thrill at walking into a space that's designed for people to have a good time. It was like the best Frank Lloyd Wright house done to larger scale, with carpet to catch the noise and polished wooden ceilings to keep the air fresh. Window shades kept the dining room cool, butter came in itty-bitty tureens, cutlery and napkins were swapped out at every course, waitstaff never spoke to each other while serving patrons and instead saved all verbal communication for when they were out of hearing range. Wine was carried on trays instead of by hand, the women's bathroom had tampons and pads in the stalls, four kinds of breads were offered from a basket that got regularly replenished. I asked for one of everything.

There was a three-piece amuse-bouche at the start and a three-piece Petit Fours at the end, all brightly flavored, arranged to provide a nuanced and delightful texture experience - broth with a piece of sashimi topped with a basil leaf, a tiny salmon pie topped with roe, a cod croquette topped with just enough spicy sauce to keep things exciting; a passion fruit macaron, a tiny berry cake, a chocolate-pear truffle.

I thought about starting with a cocktail but went with a spiced thyme lemonade to keep my mind and tongue sharp. First course was cod, second course was hiramasa. Both came with a sauce poured at the table. Both were made of simple ingredients at the apex of quality served freshly cooked and still warm from the kitchen, and I ate as neatly as I could to make sure I didn't miss anything. The real amazement, like with the start and the end selections, was just as much the flavors as the textures. It didn't just taste great. It was fun to eat everything. There was always something going on, whether it was how deep the sauce went or the way the vegetables crunched. When you got it all happening, you had to stop to take it all in. But there wasn't a rush. We were there over three hours and nobody so much as nudged us.

After lunch was an espresso shot and a small pot of tea that smelled like a jasmine black, which tasted even better than it smelled. Dessert was a selection of four sorbets. They were all top-line, with three of the four being flavors you could find elsewhere, though probably not quite as masterfully made: mango, strawberry, blueberry. The fourth flavor was something I've never seen anyone do anywhere else, and that all three of us agreed was the standout item in the meal, more than any of the other courses, more than anything else. Thai basil. Sweet, spicy, summery, fresh. Lawn green, crayon green. It sparked my tongue up. I loved the cod and I had a great time with the hiramasa and the bread was excellent and it was all wonderful, and that almost incidental sorbet had us all awestruck.

The mutual friend left for an errand. The client and I took a taxi uptown, because there wasn't any other way to end the meal. One last moment of luxury for a meal I'll be thinking about for a very long time.

Current Mood: thankful
Current Music: The Geese of Beverly Road (live) - The National

hannah

It's bleakly hilarious to me that a couple days ago, I went on about how the new Fantastic Four movie was unlikely to give me what I wanted in a Fantastic Four movie - how it might be a good movie and a good superhero movie, but as a Fantastic Four movie, I didn't think I'd enjoy it - and nobody but nobody at the table knew me well enough to say, "The Thing keeps kosher."

In this case, the humor comes from it really being that easy to get me interested and invested and in not knowing how much more obviously Jewish I need to be for people to understand it's that easy, and the bleakness comes from thinking that a kosher grocery and a synagogue would be newsworthy to me and utterly forgettable to the people who'd gone to see it.

Current Mood: pissed off
Current Music: Murder Me Rachel (live) - The National

settiai

Raise your hand if you're extraordinarily gifted and managed to fall while taking your boots off, landing in a way that scraped the fuck out of your left foot (both the side and the heel) when it slammed into the bedside table.

... just me, huh?

The timing is about as good as it can get at least. Monday and Tuesdays are my days in the office, and this whole mess happened after I made it home tonight, so my shoe wearing the next few days will probably be limited. And, hey, I'll take a scraped up foot over a sprained ankle any day.

But still. Oof. Only me. 🙃

Current Mood: annoyed

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Title: Just To Ask A Dance
Fandom: The Old Guard & The Old Guard 2
Music: Just To Ask A Dance by Heartworms
Summary: 'think I'll die/ when you die, I'll die, a mutual sigh/ with your hand in mine'
Notes: Premiered at DC-Slash 2025!
Warnings: quick zooms in the source, flickering lights, blood, violence

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I had a boyfriend once who was really into Firesign Theater and introduced me to "The Further Adventures of Nick Danger", and I haven't really thought about it in years, but the phrase "You can't get there from here" has always stuck with me, and been the catch phrase of many of my journals. Tom Lehrer's death reminded me of it for some reason. So I'm going to listen to that today as well as some of Lehrer's stuff (I am happy to admit that my two favorite Lehrer songs are from Electric Company). Same kind of vibe, I guess.

The radio guy for the bb!hockey team has a podcast Attila: Heists and Hockey and it is a most ridiculous story, and Casey's amazing and, anyway. If you're interested in hockey, stupid people, and good storytelling, there you go.

I have to do some interviews for my capstone class, and so I got two done this week. The two licensed clinical social workers I talked to were amazing and I got some great information. No one else on the group project has started. I love group work (also - if you are a licensed clinical social worker and would be willing to answer some questions, I'd love to talk to you).

Going to spend today doing homework, going out to a late lunch with hubby and some of the kidlets, and doing laundry. The excitement of my life knows no bounds.

I'm not sure if it's trying to post here again or being off work for the summer or what, but I did more adventuring this weekend, heading up to Canada and going to Stanley Park. We took the scenic route around because I fail at turning at the right time because the little map lady likes to tell me right after I pass the turn. Anyway, Pictures.

cimorene

Last time I updated about my learning to drive stick/standard shift I posted this, you may remember:

Total cost:

Application fee: 25€
Driving lessons: 875€
ADHD tax: 152€

Incorrect. That was my total cost thus far, but I forgot the fees for the theory test and the driving test! I have now reserved a time for the theory test on August 14.

Theory test fee: 40€
Driving test fee (not booked yet): 99€

Total: 1191€

I'll have to take the bus to Turku to take it at the nearest Ajovarma office. ( Read more... ) I have been studying the badly-translated textbook that came with my driving class (and also the good Swedish translation and occasionally the Finnish original, for clarity) and going through the test practice questions. I passed the first full practice test I took yesterday, but at about 70%, so I'm trying to make it so I know the answers to all the questions.

Friday I had a second lesson with the driving simulator, and it was much better than the first one. It was fun actually! But I completely failed to manage to start the car on a hill again (I failed to do this in my first simulator lesson like 8 times in a row and the teacher, after coaching me through the steps and explaining it, just gave up and reset the lesson lol) and had to reset it. Now I've read in the textbook I realize it's because the hill in the simulator was too steep for the instructions he gave me the first time (on a gentle slope you only need the brake, but on a steep hill you need the parking brake as well - terrifying).

BONUS OFF-TOPIC FUN FACTS: READING AND BANNING

After we watched the season finale of the Murderbot show, and I discussed it extensively with both my sister (who is extremely ALL CHANGE IS BAD CHANGE) and waxjism (who is not, but was annoyed because the show felt too YA for her, although she didn't HATE it), I reread the books. I had reread All Systems Red before the show; last week I reread it again, then all the others, and then I read the newest short story, Rapport: Friendship, Solidarity, Communion, Empathy (about ART and its crew). And after that for days I just wanted MORE and didn't want to read anything else, but the next novel isn't out yet; I reread Artificial Condition again and started Network Effect again, and skimmed through the tags on AO3 and Tumblr to see what people are saying... but it wasn't really satisfying. When I'm interested in a ship that is non-sexual in nature, I rarely find what I want from fandom, and that's what happened again (though there is some gen friendship fic and some queerplatonic fic on AO3). I can't begrudge people their desire to sexualize nonsexual relationships, because I've definitely thought that was fun before. I wrote Finding Nemo slash (and I stand by that). But when you don't want to read that, and I don't, your odds are simply worse, because there's less of it.

Unlike my sister, I didn't hate the show, but I was even more annoyed by what Wax called "YA" writing choices than she was. I'm not sure if she can stand to watch it with me when the next season comes out, because I find it very hard to shut up when I'm annoyed at tv. I am happy with the casting and have no problem with the acting - all the things that I disliked are what I consider objectively bad adaptation and writing choices. But it was still fun and watchable when considered as its own work in isolation from the books! Just weirdly and unnecessarily YA in tone.

For fans of banning/blocking, the action, you'll be pleased that I banned someone from my design blog designobjectory last week! I like all ages and periods of decorative arts, but my blog contains a lot of my special interests - midcentury modern, Bauhaus, Art Deco and Art Nouveau, and Swedish and Finnish design (mostly 20th c). Somebody reblogged one of my MANY posts of Finnish midcentury light fixtures by Finnish lighting titan Lisa Johansson Pape (one of the many times I've posted a variant of her 44 cm. diameter metal pendant lamp shade, which is still in production by Innolux)... anyway, somebody reblogged it with a comment sort of like "This is the ONE Scandinavian modern thing I like lol. I hate light birch furniture!" My blog is extremely heavy on light wood because of my strong interest in Swedish and Finnish 20th century design! So I blocked them. First I asked Wax if that was too unreasonable and she laughed a lot and said that it's never unreasonable to block people on your own blog. Maybe a little weird though. I mean, probably. But it's so thrilling and satisfying to block someone.

Ever since DW made it so you can type @ + username to create the little username embed (waxjism), I have completely switched to it and whenever I want to use the version that links to another site I forget what the code is and end up having to google it. I mean, to search the DW faqs. This is the third time it's happened. That's because it's user name, with a space between. I always forget that.

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Title: Bad Moon Rising
Character: Peter Hale
TV Series: Teen Wolf
Music: Bad Moon Rising cover Mourning Ritual feat. Peter Dreimanis
Length: 3:29
Streaming/download at: DW | Tumblr

cimorene

A couple of months ago, I don't know when exactly, I saw a link on Tumblr to an article about a "new summer trend" of not wearing mascara that the youths were (allegedly) referring to as "ghost eyelashes" (let's take the rant about the majority of people not wearing mascara as a given). Even though I find this kind of reporting (on beauty trends) mostly annoying, I frequently also find it... amusing, in an annoyed way, so I clicked to read it on the strength of my giggling bemusement at the headline.

The angle this beauty journalist chose to take was a Generational Divide one, pointing out how the trend was very young and positing that people older than their mid-20s would be uncomfortable with the shocking exposure of their natural eyelashes in full sun, and the article was peppered with links to other articles in the same website about generational trends that were so outrageous that I did what she wanted and clicked on them:

This publication has alleged in the past that wearing tapered or straight-leg jeans is an embarrassingly Millennial trait (no mention given of older generations: possibly the youth in question have forgotten that there are plenty of members of Gen X just among their own generation's parents, and obviously nobody older than their own parents is relevant, lol).

I went on an emotional journey of laughing, boggling, and remembering how in the mid-90s when the 70s-bellbottom revival was in full swing it became nearly IMPOSSIBLE to buy tapered jeans or even straight ones for a brief time, and how my friends and I used to refer to extant surviving tapered jeans as "boa-constrictor-ankled". Of course since everyone my age was growing extremely rapidly throughout the period from 1995-2001, it was impossible for any of us to own old pairs of jeans that still fitted that we loved; in high school, you're lucky if you fit jeans for more than a calendar year at a time. Everyone who had jeans that were ten years old or older was an adult, and their clothes were a minority of the clothes we saw closely enough to pay attention to, which made them stand out, I guess. I remember being actively amused by tapered jeans in the late 90s. And I clearly remember the few years before 2010, in my 20s, owning lots of pairs of bootcut jeans that were in some cases 10 years old and still fit me, and finding it necessary to get out the sewing machine to make several of them into skinny jeans (but the earliest ones, say, pre-2000, were unsalvageable then, because I couldn't consider wearing mid-high-waisted jeans ca. 2007, when waistbands were super-low). So the end of this emotional journey was laughing again.

Another article in this publication alleged that the crying laughing emoji is also an embarrassing Millennial trait. Apparently nobody who isn't a Millennial would use this emoji. The article didn't contain a lot of detail - I would've loved statistics about emoji use frequency, or a detailed look back at the pre-emoji days of emoticons. I was a heavy user of "XD" before the crying laughing emoji, which is supposed to be a cartoon of it (although IMO XD does not imply tears on its own; that's what X.D is for). But anyway, I have been remembering this stupid article every time I used that emoji for weeks now.

Current Mood: nostalgic
Current Location: hey finally a post that's PERFECT for this icon
Current Music: I Say It's Spinach (and to Hell with It)

settiai

In tonight's game, ( the rest under a cut for those who don't care. )

And that's where we left off.

Current Mood: tired

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