Saturday snippets

OMG, Fire of Love is a perfect wild rose. So happy. It was an extra from synecdochic in the combined shipping for the Gaiman/Metamorphosis circle, and her taste is impeccable. It's not quiiiite a match for the original formula Evelyn Rose, but it's close enough to make me think it might be. The wets mismatch, but on me the tail end of Evelyn Rose smells like the beginning of Fire of Love. Which is kind of awesome.


I have been tidying all day. I have not yet done actual laundry, but I did do some laundry prep, which totally counts. Also, pulling out stuff from places results in finding more laundry, and dusting results in making laundry. So.

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One of the random bits out of yesterday included one of the moments when I needed to express symbolic violence at Purple. ( We found it hilarious, but the backstory is NSFW with a side of possible embarrassment squick. )

That resulted in laughter and a high-five. R: "Do I want to know?" Purple and me simultaneously: "NO."


Universal sysadmin stories: you know how it is when you have people you used to be super close to years ago, and they have stuff on your server, because of course, you were super close at the time. In the interim, life has happened. You really never talk these days, even though you always mean to. But every time your server goes down, you do have a bit of a chat...


This bit of slang was new to me over the past six months or so, thus I share:

"Consider the optics" = this looks bad.
"Consider the optics of the situation" = this looks super bad.

alas, date

The receptionist from Microsoft never did email me back to set up that date.

Feeling okay about that.


It is probably time for my quarterly freakout about gender. Spending time with other gender-wibbly folks may enhance the effect. This has been going on regularly since high school and before.

Also having unexpected angst about what flavour of neuroatypical I am. It's not that I want to pass as "normal", it's that I am suddenly feeling insecure abou [earthquake goes here] t being the wrong kind of weird and therefore unacceptable. Even though I have every reason to believe that I am okay in this specific context. BUT WHAT IF I'M NOT?? demands jerkbrain.

My tweets

• Sat, 13:14: http://t.co/WlOGBHP7n2 This isn't alarming at all! #security
• Sat, 15:24: #BPAL Fire of Love is a perfect wild rose with a hint of spice. It's not the same as original formula Evelyn Rose, but it may replace.
• Sat, 18:03: Yay, finally had the time and brains to whack some spam!
• Sat, 19:06: Hooray! I've cleared up part of my living room! Later, there will be laundry. Perhaps soon vacuuming.
• Sat, 20:26: Catching up on Night Vale, yay! Pamela Winchell's retirement sounds vaguely like my dad's.
• Sat, 20:51: Dusting is such a tedious fucking chore. On the up side, microfiber cloths are a fabulous tool for it.
• Sat, 20:53: RT @DrMatt12News: Certainly a break in monsoon activity the past few days! Current view looking toward #Phoenix from S Mountain! #azwx http…
• Sat, 20:53: RT @sotak: In Czech Republic, this is how you threat people, so they don't do bad things... http://t.co/fk0MyBuqQf
• Sat, 21:40: I always do so much better with housework when I have a candle lit.
• Sun, 01:03: My fitbit #Fitstats for 8/23/2014: 7,048 steps and 3 miles traveled. http://t.co/gFMrr7HEB6

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The inside of my head is a very, very strange place.

This most recently observed when I was thinking that a lot of people know cat body language for expressing general affection, but not many people know chicken body language.

and *gently pecks a random speck of something off your face* is therefore something which needs serious explaining.


#instantmessagesIhavesenttoPurple