tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-03-01:369The Lunatic is in my Headnearly a prosthetic memoryAzure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺2010-09-30T06:45:28Ztag:dreamwidth.org,2009-03-01:369:6429474(old stuff) Sept 11-12: quitting is hard. let's go shopping! 2010-09-30T06:43:36Z2010-09-30T06:45:28Zpublic0Early in the morning of the 11th, I decided that it was time to stop faffing about. I'd cleared up most of the things, or put them where they could be done, and it was time to draft up my post of resignation. I cried. Then I realized that oh dear, I had also hit the hormonal pit. That made it funny again. I made a locked emo post. <br /><br />The 11th was not all woefulness. The LF turned 14! I helped my aunt out with what I've been referring to as "dog shenanigans". And I went shopping with Tif, as our previous shopping expedition had not completed properly, due to FUCKING OW. We coordinated, and I swung by to pick her up. <br /><br />We proceeded to wander about hither and yon. This included IKEA, and searching about for a Wal-Mart, going from the East Bay IKEA to a Wal-Mart in Silicon Valley in search of some random thing, and then going back to the East Bay, and caffeine, and a hilariously good time being had by all, and Denny's. We stayed out ... far too late. <br /><br /><br />5:17 AM 9/12/2010<br />did shopping with tif. hilarious funtimes. her android phone is nice. got cute mini ikea bag. tired. fall on face.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=azurelunatic&ditemid=6429474" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-03-01:369:6398317OH A BRIGHT NEW MORNING IS DAWNING2010-05-17T12:39:17Z2010-05-17T12:39:17ZDARING NEW DEVICES WILL HELP US TO SUCCEEDpublic7<span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://azurelunatic.dreamwidth.org/6398317.html#cutid1">Assorted.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br />2:16 PM 5/11/2010<br /><a href="http://synecdochic.dreamwidth.org/401060.html?thread=18057892#cmt18114468">Chatter in Syne's journal about modesty, skill, and the difference between applied skill and teaching; my meta is starting to go off here</a><br /><br />5:23 PM 5/11/2010<br />Yay chatted with the LF in between cleaning. (OMG EV, he's *younger than you*.)<br /><br />1:05 AM 5/12/2010<br />Yay Glee was fun. Picked up Tif from work, ran by Trader Joe's, had dinner with the boys, watched Glee (oh, Puck, you embody the fail sometimes; oh, Finn, you do too), took Tif home.<br /><br />Someone stumbled into my journal a year later and asked in comments for some updates to the Differences between LJ and DW entry; <a href="http://azurelunatic.livejournal.com/6303359.html?thread=11823743#t11823743">I made with the wall-o'-txt</a>. There were a whole lot of great LJ feature upgrades during the last year, not the least of which was the <cite>a la carte</cite> userpics. I didn't go through the code tours in dw_dev as much as I might have in the process of making same. Maybe I can later.<br /><br />1:45 AM 5/12/2010<br />Got in an argument with Mike last night about zombies. He thinks that I have not issued him sufficient zombies, after he read <cite>Feed</cite>. I think he may be ON FUCKING CRACK. Pleh. HOW IS THIS MY LIFE. (This is, by the way, the Mike who exists in my head and in the Cracked Phoenix trilogy. The fictional one.)<br /><br />3:55 PM 5/12/2010<br />If you are out drinking with your friends, if your friends let you drink enough so that you pass out, you may need a better class of friends. (I recognize that opinions differ on this portion.)<br />Pranking drunken/sleeping/passed out friends is an old and noble tradition, but these pranks really ought to be basically harmless, or you need a better class of friends. (Opinions may differ here too, but I'm not actually listening to anyone's arguments from here on down.)<br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___2" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://azurelunatic.dreamwidth.org/6398317.html#cutid2">It gets worse, and potentially triggery, fast.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___2" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br />9:49 PM 5/12/2010<br />Perhaps Wednesdays are now down on my biological datebook as "let's sleep the better part of 12 hours today". I curl up with a book, and WHAM.<br /><br />4:08 AM 5/13/2010<br />Gleefulness:<br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___3" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://azurelunatic.dreamwidth.org/6398317.html#cutid3">Spoily for song</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___3" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br />4:45 AM 5/13/2010<br /><a href="http://damned-colonial.dreamwidth.org/476242.html">http://damned-colonial.dreamwidth.org/476242.html</a><br /><br />3:35 AM 5/14/2010<br />Perhaps I have not mentioned it lately, but <span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='https://jd.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://jd.dreamwidth.org/'><b>jd</b></a></span> is effectively my little brother. I mention this because Drewface hadn't realized it.<br /><br />10:19 AM 5/14/2010<br />Last night: first there was the season finale for SPN, then there was Iron Man 2.<br />SPN:<br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___4" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://azurelunatic.dreamwidth.org/6398317.html#cutid4">Read more...</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___4" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br />Iron Man 2:<br />It still thrills me that I can see Russian in the wild and sometimes pick out a word or two. (Now to see if I can ever level that up...) Whenever there was Russian text onscreen I was peering at it to see if I could sound it out or read it.<br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___5" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://azurelunatic.dreamwidth.org/6398317.html#cutid5">Read more...</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___5" aria-live="assertive"></div><br />Should probably send email to best friend inquiring about how he actually let me go on this long without watching the first Iron Man movie.<br /><br />11:43 am Saturday 15th May<br /><a href="http://community.livejournal.com/note_to_self/1085398.html">http://community.livejournal.com/note_to_self/1085398.html</a> (remote to what now?)<br /><br />5:30am, 17th May 2010, Monday<br />Been dogsitting. Yay dogsitting. Yay dogs. Sleep schedule = kerblooie. Those what follow Suggestions can see that I was entertaining myself. Those what follow my Twitter updates (on Twitter or the LJ archives of same) will see random dog pictures. Been afk of my primary computer & therefore not in IRC much. <br /><br />Best friend's response to my perfectly sane query re: movies: "I AM IRON MAN:P" Never change, dearheart.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=azurelunatic&ditemid=6398317" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-03-01:369:6393720Strawberries make the world go 'round. 2010-04-25T06:51:34Z2010-04-25T06:51:34Zpublic84:51 PM 4/22/2010<br />Have succeeded at Farmers' Market: tasty tasty strawberries, tasty tasty peas, tasty tasty kettle corn. THEY'RE BACK GUYS. :D :D :D <br /><br />(There was this tedious saga involving something like zoning regulations being enforced unevenly and not entirely sanely ((do not have all details and the ones I was told went ZIP in-one-ear-out-the-other)), and the kettle corn guys got told that they couldn't make their kettle corn on site. Which was more than half the appeal. And they could do it at every other market just not this one. Finally shit got cleared up. Dude said that people were so very excited, and one lady was jumping up and down. Upon getting my kettle corn, I skipped away, cane and all.)<br /><br /><span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://novembersmith.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif' alt='[livejournal.com profile] ' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' width='17' height='17'/></a><a href='http://novembersmith.livejournal.com/'><b>novembersmith</b></a></span> wrote a shiny fusion of Temeraire and Generation Kill, putting some of the marines from GK in the Temeraire universe on dragons. <3_<3 (link is in my Delicious and I'm feeling lazy) <br /><br />Soon: walk with aunt<br />Then: TV night yay! <br /><br />1:32 AM 4/23/2010<br />Even the least-important, simplest changes are necessary from an organizational standpoint as long as there are trainee developers who need an introduction to working on the code. Or experienced people who need to do something productive but mindless. <br /><br />3:05 AM 4/23/2010<br />Very happy to say that aunt reported that she heard back from the vet, and it was not the malignant growth they thought it might have been in the poodle's mouth. So once the poodle recovers from the indignity of having patches of his mouth surgically removed, the poodle should enjoy many more years of being offended about this and that. <br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://azurelunatic.dreamwidth.org/6393720.html#cutid1">TV, with spoily stuff</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div> <br /><br />Speaky-cat was a bit bitey! He also was not Mr. Nice-Smelling for a while. Asterix managed to total a pair of headphones by running through them. I crocheted on the black-and-white project, which attracted all sorts of feline attention. Yarn will do that. Speaky-cat is so soft and pretty, so we love him anyway. (Ditto Asterix. Oh Basement Cat. <3) <br /><br />I invented a new way to cause myself accidental and oh-god-I-am-never-doing-that-again pain! Attempt to mimic the hand positions of cartoon characters. I moved my thumb. I think I feel it in my *shoulder*. OH GOD OW, DO NOT DO THAT, I DID IT, AND I'M TELLING YOU, DON'T. <br /><br />11:37 AM 4/23/2010<br />Dreamwidth stuff: <span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='https://yvi.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://yvi.dreamwidth.org/'><b>yvi</b></a></span> has a poll on features people are using: <a href="http://yvi.dreamwidth.org/134597.html">http://yvi.dreamwidth.org/134597.html</a><br /><br />1:34 AM 4/24/2010<br />Powered through a good number of suggestions today. <a href="http://azurelunatic.livejournal.com/6518102.html">Had difficulties until I figured out how to fix them.</a> <br /><br />It was all kinds of happy windy out! Went with a walk with my aunt and Deacon down by the pier. Drewface called to chew me out for contaminating his dreams with mythbuster!Glambert. Then the LF called, and I talked to him for a bit, and Sis. I'll try and call tomorrow and just chatter. <br /><br />Had dinner with my aunt, watched <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0265713/">Scotland, PA</a>, which was completely bizarre. <br /><br />Came home and chattered with Drewface about stuff. <br /><br />11:01 AM 4/24/2010<br />There is a Glee drinking game: <a href="http://flavorwire.com/83330/flavorpills-official-glee-drinking-game">http://flavorwire.com/83330/flavorpills-official-glee-drinking-game</a><br /><br />4:43 PM 4/24/2010<br />Signal-boost: <a href="http://mathnerd.livejournal.com/864843.html">Get Mathsie Home</a>.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=azurelunatic&ditemid=6393720" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2009-03-01:369:6304134Weird moments in child-rearing: normal childhood recreational multiplicity (the imaginary friend)2009-06-18T11:44:59Z2009-06-18T11:44:59Zpublic18Backstory for the new kids: <span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://azurelunatic.dreamwidth.org/6304134.html#cutid1">Multiplicity.</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br />Second portion of backstory for the new kids: From 2001 to 2005, I lived with a college friend and her small son (known as the Little Fayoumis). For many of those years, I shared child-rearing responsibilities, having approximately the authority of an aunt. A strict aunt. This was his ages four to eight. <br /><br /><br />Inevitably, the LF started making reference to an imaginary friend. That was all well and good, until he started misbehaving and blaming it on his imaginary friend. <br /><br />I was about to take him to task for just that, doing stuff and blaming it on his imaginary friend, when I ran smack into a contradiction in my chain of logic. How could I be internally consistent if I had multiple personalities myself while scolding the LF for doing something himself and blaming it on his imaginary friend when he might either merely have an imaginary friend or he might have an additional self-facet or other form of multiple inside his head? I had no way of knowing for sure without having way too deep and possibly leading of a conversation with him, and in any case I was presenting myself to him with once face only (no matter which facet was operating at the time). I was fairly convinced that he just had an imaginary friend who was the product of a lively imagination, but I couldn't be an ethical multiple myself without considering the possibility. <br /><br />I had to sit down with myself and think about it for a while before I came up with a solution that I found acceptable. In the end, I couldn't fault him for having and talking about an imaginary friend, whether it was solely an imaginary friend or something more integral to his own identity. That was not the problem. The problem was that no matter whose idea it was, he was physically carrying out actions that he had been instructed not to do. <br /><br />So that's what I addressed. I can't remember the details of how I did it, but I made it pretty clear that when anyone told the LF to not do something, or that he must do something, that any and all of his invisible friends were included in that directive. Furthermore, as the party in charge of body operation, the LF was responsible for making sure that nothing was done that was not supposed to be done, by anybody; if he failed to keep his friends in check and they did something that he wasn't supposed to do, they would <em>all</em> be in the time-out together. <br /><br />Things worked out after that.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=azurelunatic&ditemid=6304134" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments