Wheeeee!

Got to talk to Red Sandlewood; votania called him. I told him allllllll about the Eris exploit (the New Year one).... well, some about it. Not all about it. But enough. Fun happy gossip. Told him about the amusing incident with Grandma walking in. Many happy things. He's really nice.

For once, a polite pornish type!

( The exchange... )

You know...

I truly am.

I'm in love with a conservative Christian. In the same way that my mother's conservative. Not necessarily politically conservative, but preferring to tread the safe and sane path narrowly.

's weird.

Hope you guess my name

[Poll #113035]

*giggle*

The real Kittenhate guy approves of kittenhate! Cool.

You know you live in a witchy household when...

...you can announce the name or number of a Tarot key in response to or explaination of something, and have your meaning perfectly understood.

Sleep

I didn't get enough of it last night. I was up too late.

So I'm going back to bed soon.

I already fed the little monkey-fayoumis, though the four-footed fur demons still need to be fed. (heh, angel and demon...)

shammash spent the night with me last night, as he was curled up on my bed when I closed the door for the evening, and he stayed there allllll night and was a good boy. (Yes, this is a rant directed at you, eris_raven.)

I let him out in the morning when he was miaowing at the door.

Big Hammer

Got hit with the allergies upon becoming vertical. Hit them with the double whammy: water up nose, allergy meds. The limitations of not having a proper one of those pour-water-in-nose pots is that you can't inhale water properly to the nose when you're completely congested.

But hey. Nose. Breathe. I love being able to do that.

Names

When I'm lecturing myself, I refer to myself as "Loony" often. Example, "Ghaaaa, Loony, you know you shouldn't do that..."

It seems to be a compromise between "Azure Lunatic" and "Joanie".


The name 'Ni was actually given to me by BJ. He met me at school, and wound up calling me Joan. My family calls me Joanie. After we became engaged, I would occasionally attempt to insist that he call me Joanie, by correcting him by saying, "Joanie!"

"'Ni!" he would respond. So I became 'Ni.

I liked the Monty Python reference, and kept the name even after he and I broke up.

Whee!

Happy gettings-together with the minakochan tonight!

Letters, ribbons

I wrote to Dave-in-Germany, my friend who's in the Army.

I can be anti-war and still support the individual men and women put in the hellish situation. That's all one really can do.

Body

Got a THUMP! from my heart for no particular reason except the large amounts of very stimulating chocolate and iced tea I've been intaking.

Temperature Poll, Take 2

[Poll #113163]

I really do like housework.

It makes me feel good about getting things done, and I can feel how it works my muscles. Today's little exercise was sweeping the kitchen floor, then attacking problem spots with the new floor sponge. (Sponges go through several phases of their life-cycle. We keep two in the sink, and one for the floor in the under-sink cupboard. One of the sink-sponges is newer; one is older. The oldest one turns into a floor-sponge when it gets replaced.)

I don't know why I hate mopping the floor. If you ask me to mop the floor, and hand me a handled mop and bucket, or equivalent, especially a sponge mop, I balk and then get very pissy about doing it. I don't know why I hate it so much. (Rag mops are not such a problem.)

You ask me to get those nasty spots off the floor, I'm down on my hands and knees scrubbing with a floor sponge, and happily removing the spots, perhaps with teeth bared. (I get into my work.)

Not sure why.

Oracle

Binary Large Object == BLOB.
This fills me with great amusement.

I'm finding it difficult to focus on my computer books. I can do this, though. Damn the coffee! I will do this. I already read my OO: UML fun happy bits for the past class; next I get to catch up for that.

That wasn't so tough now, was it?

Now I'll only have to read it again when I need to look up something; this way the outline will be stored in my mind so I can do it again. Know where to look. Whee!

I never knew you were supposed to read like that. I thought you were supposed to read so you understood everything.

Aww, drat.

Mina + freeway + dark != good.

So, another day.

Patience is a virtue.

Rescheduled!!

Tomorrow! In daylight! Yay!!!

More SQL musings

Many bad puns may be derived from the concept ALTER TABLE when looked at by a witch or other Practitioner.

...

...And I burned the fries.

Third parents (crossposted)

Does anyone have any tips/tricks/ways of easing the introduction of a third parent into a viable two-parent household?

votania and I have lived together for almost two years now, since April 2001. She has a son, who was four when we moved in together. His biological father has been conspicuous by his absence since before his birth. Votania, Little Fayoumis, and I had a somewhat rough period of settling in, but everything has run relatively smoothly after that.

votania is now in a relationship with her old friend marxdarx, who has been living with us off and on for over a year, but has now moved in for good. She and he are currently beginning to co-parent.

Little Fayoumis is having a difficult time adjusting to this. We all are. Tensions were rising dangerously for a while; we've got somewhat better organized communications now, but it's still difficult.

In summary, all of us are having some difficulty adjusting to marxdarx being a co-parent rather than just a roommate or a houseguest. Does anyone have suggestions, tips to try or to avoid, encouraging stories of how they survived, anything?

In other news... fun gamer links.

amberfox is to blame.