Myself, as other people see me:

"You continue to remind me that unrequited love is NOT necessarily dumb or boring, and is sometimes a valuable lifestyle option from an internal point of view . . ."

In Lit class on Thursday, a poem was pointed out to me, one that I'd heard of before, and heard quotations from, but ... never had read the whole thing. I savoured the reading.

( Had we but world enough, and time... )

I especially adore the first third, the description of the courtship as it should progress, "vaster than empires, and more slow". I feel the words of this on my skin.

Of him, of course, I adore his mind the most, and I should spend an age each on his wit, his honor, his intelligence, his kindness, his loyalty ... even his elusive love. If I don't have it as a woman, I surely have it as a friend.

Not driving

Went on the bus to the airport to pick up votania, and, if necessary, drive her home. Cellphone tag is fun. She got me dinner and we got a chance to look at the lights of Phoenix from rooftop parking. Mmm, rooftop parking. Then we stopped to get my belated birthday gift for Little Fayoumis -- another cool lamp, the dance colorful rotaty kind.

Then, home. I've cleared out my e-mail inbox a bit.

Am halfway functional, pretending to not be sick, but my hot, snot-laden breath does not lie.

You bitch.

Eris is the dyke equivalant of a cock-blocker.

State of the Journal

Went back to having the pretty S2 style extend to the individual entry pages, because the next/prev thing has now been enabled for Component, and I finally figured out that if I tweaked it so that the background image wasn't there, it would load faster. (Um... duh.)

We have a (horribly patched together from many different applicants) winner!

"My extensive active skills portfolio includes the apprehension, processing, comprehension, and enterprise-wide application of the highly-specialized language subset utilized by a statistical majority of professional personnel employed in the field of Information and Data Technology, and the proactive use of that specialized language to establish a synergistic working environment that fosters optimal productivity."

Credits

State of the Lunatic

I'm feeling fearfully fragile right now. Illness does that. I'm so used to being able to bounce around and get stuff done that when I know I should stay in bed drinking water and reading, I don't want to... mostly because when I want to, I really should be doing something.

I know that being up and around and functioning-while-sick is a wonderful way to make sure that I stay ill for a week, not only a few days.

My nose is sniffly. My throat is scratchy and cloggy. I get tired from only doing a few things. I have laundry to do, housework (which I've generally been slacking), playing with cats, reading for school, writing...

Heck, I'm even brain-fogged enough to know that I can't safely read any more Phillip K. Dick. I have to stick with something safe like Duane.

Log of Profile (soon to be outdated)

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Profile (updated)

Who?

Me: azurelunatic.

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Cast of Characters: Household

Household: Residents of the apartment, known as the Temple, templeravenmoon.

azurelunatic, Azz, Loony, Joanie, Azure, Joan, 'Ni: me.

votania, aka destruction130, previously known as Sis: my roommate, a soulsister I met November 2000 at DeVry; we've known each other forever. We have no known biological relationship.

Little Fayoumis, aka Nephew, Little Angel: Votania's seven-year-old son. A smart cookie, but easily distracted. In the first grade. Likes Pokémon, swordfighting, anime, cartoons, gaming, and general goofing off.

marxdarx: Votania's boyfriend, the household artist, and all-around interesting guy. Attending an art school for a degree in 3D animation.

shammash, aka Rocket Cat, Mosh-Pit, Teething Squirrel, Pinball Cat, Schizo, Fuzzball, Breakfast/Lunch/Dinner (depends on time of day) Altar Cloth, Sunshine, Little Ray of Sunshine, Target, Familiar: The local cat. Neutered male. He adopted us in late June 2001, about a month old, a scrawny crying kitten who found Votania and told her to take him home, he was hungry. Right Now. Black & grey stripy with a short, bent-at-the-end tail. Has settled down into a relatively well-mannered adult cat. Is a total cuddleslut.

eris_raven, aka Raver-girl: my cat. Little, grey tortoiseshell, very shy. Was a stray street cat in Southside Phoenix not all that long ago.

Fire Blossom: The siamese fighting fish (betta). Red. Male. Very quiet. Doesn't socialize much.

Water Blossom: The second betta, blue. Male. A little more quiet than Fire Blossom.

Storm Blossom: The orange-and-black-spotted goldfish. (I think I'm sensing a trend here.) Lives in the tank with hot_chocolate.

Lunch, buffet: any number of nameless goldfish sharing temporary quarters with hot_chocolate until they become one with their destiny.

hot_chocolate: a red-eared slider turtle. He lives in a 30-gallon aquarium, and sometimes eats his roommates.


Previous entry may be found here.

House Rules

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There are very definitely more, but these were the ones I could think up off the top of my head.

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Cast of Characters: Computers

The Computers:

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Community pimpage:

girlfags is now up and running. Sounds like it's the perfect place for slash-writing chicks who would love to be dating a slashed couple IRL.

Health update

I made myself sleep all afternoon. Now I have to be upright again. (Drat it.) The difficulty here is that my nose was draining into my ears, and now I must be upright so that my ears may drain.

I also have one of those nasty dry coughs that don't do anything. It's only occasional, though.

Physically, I'm miserable, but it's so much better than the both physical and mental miserable I was feeling a while ago. I can deal with my body being in a state of suckage if my mind's plugged in right, because it's only discomfort, not pain.