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Jul. 24th, 2021 06:11 pmAdvances in bedroom technology!
* We can turn on the bedroom air conditioner with voice control from within the bedroom, but not off.
* This is because the microphone plugged into the bedroom's Home Assistant outpost cannot discern when a human ends speaking, while the noisy AC is on.
* The AC was not-level, and dripped condensation water into my underwear drawer. We discovered this at midnight.
* The AC proceeded to topple off the dresser, dislodging its hose.
* After some dresser-shuffling, the AC is now sitting flat. The hose kept falling out (and increasing the heat in the room) at inopportune moments, like when I was hiding in the bedroom from the heat and scent of the oven on cleaning mode. I attacked it with masking tape. https://www.mrhandyman.com/blog/2016/november/you-shouldn-t-use-duct-tape-on-your-ducts/
* The "light block" curtains I got a while ago are not fit for purpose, not on the east window.
* There's a spike in my sleep graph that corresponds with sunrise.
* Belovedest got two panels of actual blackout curtain (navy) and it's AMAZING
* The 2019 curtains have been relegated to the south window, where they do very well against indirect sun
* I realized that for the duration of my Seattle job, I was taking less trazodone than was available to me because the hangover was making me Less Functional. Therefore I got Less Sleep. With 6am roll-out-the-door no longer a factor, I am now taking the full amount again and it's BEAUTIFUL.
After an extremely involved process, I did have the appointment with my NP. (Call on the morning of the 6th telling me that I'd need to reschedule since she was OOO on Friday the 9th; when I got the message, there were appointments for Thursday the 8th, but by this point I was aware that the order for the labs was not in and I would not be able to do fasting labs until minimum Wednesday the 7th, and that didn't leave enough time for the labs to process by the 8th. By the time I got the labs done on Wednesday, the next appointment was two weeks out.) This time she has ordered labs for me for the next round, so unless she cancels them, I'll be all set up. She wants someone to do a meds review so we can start talking about ADHD drugs, including the class that I was nearly completely unaware of, namely the norepinephrine (noradrenaline) reuptake inhibitor family. The conversation around ADHD medications would not have to be so focused on the extreme fuckery of getting stimulant medications if there was not that amount of fuckery such that the conversation has to be there. I'm having an emotion about that. I have heard from the service that tries to match patient with provider for this; I expect to get an inconvenient call at a random time.
New therapist get! First successful appointment was the day we were running all the way fucknorth (east variety) to get a wall mount for a heavy screen. (Alex had mentioned wanting one, and then one showed up on the Craigslists the very next day, so!) Second appointment was Thursday. We talked about stuff. Good talk.
Also, Will Wood. Extremely popular with a Certain Segment of the internet, even though Mr. Wood himself is not an Internet Guy. Shortly after I got done chatting with Nora, there was a notification, and Will Wood live streams are rowdy and fun. I saw![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
carrie! We-all cried or at least got a little wistful at "the cheese song" (the real title involves tomcats), which is technically about cheese, but actually about some sort of pet-able rodent, probably a rat, contemplating The Great Beyond (and whether there is cheese there). Mr. Wood has rats, and one of the terrible things about pet rats is they are quite, quite short-lived. We got to meet the rats, who are darlings and also certified malevolent little shits (there was Much Solidarity from the cat-people in chat, because many pets and especially cats are malevolent little shits). He answered a question about the Mr. Capgras video -- he stumbled around a lot in his discussion of it, but basically his first couple albums were when his bipolar was not under control, his drinking was not under control, and he wasn't the person he wants to be now. And he'd rather not know that his entire fanbase knows what he looks like naked, because that's not who he wants to be now and in the future. He may reconsider the decision later, but that's why it's down for now. (The universal chat reaction: "Understandable.") The chat had a lot of teens going "hmm should I use my mom's paypal account and hope she doesn't find out" which made me feel Extremely Old. (Mr. Wood is only 27, and unprepared to raise a baby fanbase. Jesus in a pickle barrel, the guy was born when I was entering high school. Technically I would be old enough to have given birth to him if I had gotten a slightly earlier start than I would have needed to if I'd given birth to Ev.)
I have located the four original Ladies next door! They have a coop and run on the opposite side of the yard now. They're getting to be proper chicken size! They were out helping our neighbor garden the other day. The little ones are still cute and cheepy.
* We can turn on the bedroom air conditioner with voice control from within the bedroom, but not off.
* This is because the microphone plugged into the bedroom's Home Assistant outpost cannot discern when a human ends speaking, while the noisy AC is on.
* The AC was not-level, and dripped condensation water into my underwear drawer. We discovered this at midnight.
* The AC proceeded to topple off the dresser, dislodging its hose.
* After some dresser-shuffling, the AC is now sitting flat. The hose kept falling out (and increasing the heat in the room) at inopportune moments, like when I was hiding in the bedroom from the heat and scent of the oven on cleaning mode. I attacked it with masking tape. https://www.mrhandyman.com/blog/2016/november/you-shouldn-t-use-duct-tape-on-your-ducts/
* The "light block" curtains I got a while ago are not fit for purpose, not on the east window.
* There's a spike in my sleep graph that corresponds with sunrise.
* Belovedest got two panels of actual blackout curtain (navy) and it's AMAZING
* The 2019 curtains have been relegated to the south window, where they do very well against indirect sun
* I realized that for the duration of my Seattle job, I was taking less trazodone than was available to me because the hangover was making me Less Functional. Therefore I got Less Sleep. With 6am roll-out-the-door no longer a factor, I am now taking the full amount again and it's BEAUTIFUL.
After an extremely involved process, I did have the appointment with my NP. (Call on the morning of the 6th telling me that I'd need to reschedule since she was OOO on Friday the 9th; when I got the message, there were appointments for Thursday the 8th, but by this point I was aware that the order for the labs was not in and I would not be able to do fasting labs until minimum Wednesday the 7th, and that didn't leave enough time for the labs to process by the 8th. By the time I got the labs done on Wednesday, the next appointment was two weeks out.) This time she has ordered labs for me for the next round, so unless she cancels them, I'll be all set up. She wants someone to do a meds review so we can start talking about ADHD drugs, including the class that I was nearly completely unaware of, namely the norepinephrine (noradrenaline) reuptake inhibitor family. The conversation around ADHD medications would not have to be so focused on the extreme fuckery of getting stimulant medications if there was not that amount of fuckery such that the conversation has to be there. I'm having an emotion about that. I have heard from the service that tries to match patient with provider for this; I expect to get an inconvenient call at a random time.
New therapist get! First successful appointment was the day we were running all the way fucknorth (east variety) to get a wall mount for a heavy screen. (Alex had mentioned wanting one, and then one showed up on the Craigslists the very next day, so!) Second appointment was Thursday. We talked about stuff. Good talk.
Also, Will Wood. Extremely popular with a Certain Segment of the internet, even though Mr. Wood himself is not an Internet Guy. Shortly after I got done chatting with Nora, there was a notification, and Will Wood live streams are rowdy and fun. I saw
carrie! We-all cried or at least got a little wistful at "the cheese song" (the real title involves tomcats), which is technically about cheese, but actually about some sort of pet-able rodent, probably a rat, contemplating The Great Beyond (and whether there is cheese there). Mr. Wood has rats, and one of the terrible things about pet rats is they are quite, quite short-lived. We got to meet the rats, who are darlings and also certified malevolent little shits (there was Much Solidarity from the cat-people in chat, because many pets and especially cats are malevolent little shits). He answered a question about the Mr. Capgras video -- he stumbled around a lot in his discussion of it, but basically his first couple albums were when his bipolar was not under control, his drinking was not under control, and he wasn't the person he wants to be now. And he'd rather not know that his entire fanbase knows what he looks like naked, because that's not who he wants to be now and in the future. He may reconsider the decision later, but that's why it's down for now. (The universal chat reaction: "Understandable.") The chat had a lot of teens going "hmm should I use my mom's paypal account and hope she doesn't find out" which made me feel Extremely Old. (Mr. Wood is only 27, and unprepared to raise a baby fanbase. Jesus in a pickle barrel, the guy was born when I was entering high school. Technically I would be old enough to have given birth to him if I had gotten a slightly earlier start than I would have needed to if I'd given birth to Ev.) I have located the four original Ladies next door! They have a coop and run on the opposite side of the yard now. They're getting to be proper chicken size! They were out helping our neighbor garden the other day. The little ones are still cute and cheepy.
