45 posts tagged “home”

The only news and politics I'll give you today is what I posted on Twitter:
Public option = Health stocks went down yesterday. Lieberman says he'll block it = health stocks go up today. Liberman = owned by insurance.

Now then... My day.  I woke up with a headache, which I still have.  Lister was not yet gone when I woke up -- yes I woke up at 8 something.  Gave him some kisses and snuggles.  After Brian left with Lister I was gonna finally finish that wallet that I had started last week, but quickly realized my headache wasn't gonna let me  be productive.  Dutchie was acting odder than normal.  She'd run around crying.  I'd get her calm.  No cat naps.  I think she missed Lister.

So now that I have a FF add on which auto connects to chat programs + social network sites, Brian found me online without having to e-mail me (this is good and bad, I forgot why I didn't auto start all of these things  - everyone finds you and thinks you're hiding, if you didn't message them first, etc).  Anyway, seems they were worried about Lister -- he coughed.  So they'd have to do a chest x-ray before surgery.  And they found masses in his ears.  They'd have to biopsy.  They're basically checking him for cancer :/  We assume the chest x-ray is fine as they DID do his ear surgery.  Get to wait for the biopsy results.  My question though? They were checking his ear out before.  They already drained it the other day.  Surgery wasn't the FIRST option.  It's only because he had it fill up again.  Didn't they notice these masses on his LAST visit.  Did they magically appear in a few days time?  Seriously.  Grrr.   At least he'll be home in a few hours but with a cone on his head.  Poor kitty, Dutchie's gonna hiss at him for smelling like the vet's office instead of himself AND now she'll make fun of him, even though she missed him.

So.  Now the winds...
Marina del Rey
Wind: From N at 20 mph
gusting to 32 mph

Los Angeles
Wind: From N at 16 mph
gusting to 31 mph

It sounds like a horror movie outside.   My doors are rattling.  Oooooh.  Wooooooooooo.  Bells on boats are dinging.  Etc. 

But hey before all of that, I finally caught a bad picture of one of the hyper squirrels through the window just as it was running off.  They always run off before I get proof of their existence.  Usually they run in pairs.   This is one of the few loners.  And yes, even though it's not a great pic, I'm sure you can spot the squirrely twitchy tail.  They always look angry.

Squirrel on the fence

It's only 7 pm.  I've got my headache still.  Don't think I'll post again here today unless something happens with Lister.  For now it seems he's all good, just gotta wait for his test results.   

Pilots --
NBC is reporting that those pilots were out of touch for what an hour?  because they were using the bathroom and breaking out their laptops for mundane work tasks like looking at work schedules.  Uhh... That must have been a hell of a bathroom break and on hell of a complicated work schedule to go over.  You're PILOTS.  I know that traffic isn't as bad as say LA freeways.  But you're operating some sort of a vehicle.  You don't friggin have BOTH pilots off peeing and playing solitaire at the same time for an HOUR. 

Reid grew a pair?
Senator Reid just announced that there will be a Public Option in his health care bill, with an Opt Out option for states.

October is almost over -
I'm still convinced I'll take part in NaNoWriMo, despite the fact that I've never written a story (maybe in like 1st grade -- back when they forced you to and called it homework).  I've been trying to at least think about it.  Surely it's not cheating to think ahead.  And so far I've come out with a very vague concept -- the three main characters, the general idea of what the story will be, and that's it.  I kind of hoped I'd figure out how I'd want to end it as that's actually major I think for what I do with the middle -- but it's not coming to me yet.  Hrmph.   If you're playing along and are going to give it a go, feel free to add me (DelusionalAngel) as a writing buddy so I can cry over how much faster you write than I do ;)  I MIGHT even let a few trusted read what I write if they ask -- though as I said, I've never written a story and expect suckage to occur.

Home
Lister is having surgery tomorrow.  His ear was swollen with blood this weekend.  They decided he had earmites and shook his head so violently that he burst a blood vessel or something and would be fine -- except he was left with an ear that looks more like a puppy ear than a kitty ear, flopped over.  They said to watch it.  It keeps filling with blood.  So now they they think he has an artery that is open and he needs kitty surgery basically.  They have to go in and stitch it up.  He may or may not end up left with the puppy floppy ear - the vet has had a kitty with this and it can be permanent.  It's both cute and sad when he looks up at you with that ear flopped over.  He's not in pain though, so that's good.

They're coming to my apartment in a few hours to green the place up.  Well, these apartments are older.  They want to upgrade the lighting fixtures and/or bulbs to be energy efficient --  Except they said if you put in newer fixtures those are exempt.  Well the people who lived here before us put in the very fixtures that Brian LOVED from IKEA.  So they're gonna let us keep those and only change the bathroom stuff (which I suspect means just the bulbs, maybe, not sure -- they are enclosed though and technically not sure you're supposed to use those energy efficient bulbs in those  *edit* apparently the way to upgrade fixtures that are enclosed in the ceiling IS to just add new bulbs)  and outside stuff.  I'm surprised they're changing so much.  I thought that it was as early as next year when we could have to move out, since they're gonna tear these down to build newer fancier "we can charge a fortune for waterfront Marina apartments" even though the newer expensive ones next door are all but empty.  We're thinking that they're waiting another year to start since they did say 1-5 years and the economy here still sucks so bad, etc. 

Doesn't Lister look peaceful while trying to figure out where those birds are?  The birds and bugs all torment him.  He can't climb or even jump a little to save his life.  The other creatures of the world seem to know this so when I take him in the yard the birds seem to chirp more than usual.   Moths will fly in front of him, wait a few seconds, fly right back past him.  I swear they torment him on purpose.  Don't let the big bird feather near him fool you.  We end up with bird feathers in our yard a lot.  That either happens naturally -- them losing them, or they must fight or squirrels or something.  Lister has nothing to do with that.  I should have gotten a wider shot of our yard.  It's very small but it's like a jungle.  A few random bird feathers, all of those leaves, the tree... and then tons of... well see the next picture.

Listerintheyard

Now this picture is nothing but the gate, right?  It's titled I am a wimp for a reason.  See that big black dot on the top of the truck just over the letter e? Yeah that's not a big black spot on the truck.  I wasn't going toward it to get a good picture.  Oh no.  That was a spider in MY yard hanging out over my gate.  I used to make fun of my sister because she wouldn't even go into a room with a baby spider..  I've discovered since moving here that I hate them too.  Brian is always telling me things like "What, that's not that big".  Suuuuure.  That little things that shows up as a huge black spot on a moving truck when I take a picture from across the yard with a crappy phone camera in bad lighting -- not that big.  I spotted it in bad lighting.  It was nearly as wide as one of the slats of the gate.  Not that big my ass. As long as it stays in the back yard and out of my house and out of my space I am happy.  But, eeek.  See the little white globe hanging before the fence?  We have those lights running from the tree to the fence.  Spiders love living in those too.  Decent sized ones, but this guy over the fence is the granddaddy of them for sure.

Iamawimp

I've never done drugs... Well not the kinds that make you hallucinate anyway.  And frankly now that I'm about a third of the way through American Gods who needs them?  Wow.  I thought his Neverwhere book was a trip, but this is even crazier so far.  In Neverwhere you just had an underground world where the forgotten in society lived.  In American Gods you have the new American gods - internet, television, etc who are basically facing off with the Gods of old who have been living in America for ages.

Oh and I love the internet, I got told to climb back in my racist "whole" and stay there.  Can someone please tell me where to find a racist WHOLE so I can go crawl into it. 

Felt too dizzy and sick to go to the mall today so I better feel better tomorrow since the bill I pay there is due at the end of the weekend.  Eeek... This whole always feeling ill is getting old.  Dunno if it's just because the MS is active or what, but if it is, it'd be nice if the Rebif would do something about that.  Then again Avonex in the past and Copaxone and still my MRIs keep getting worse so.... We'll see.  At least, despite being too dizzy and ill to even make it to  the mall, I have found the energy to get my laundry done.  So that's something.  On the way to the laundry room some lady told me "Oh you're back from Ireland" then asked me how my mom was doing.  She confused me with someone else.  My neighbor even.  Odd, I didn't know I look like my neighbor and I've seen her. 

Today is just one of those days where I should be allowed to go back to beginning and do it over.

Woke up before I was totally ready to wake up but noises outside woke me up. '

Then I spent the day having to play mommy to Lister.  He was a bad kitty all day.  He knows the word no.  I tell him no.  He looks at me like oh yeah I wasn't gonna do what you're telling me no to.  Example -- he keeps trying to jump onto my laptop table.  I tell him no just as he's about to.  He looks at me with some I'm so cute, no no no I wasn't gonna do THAT, I'm umm just gonna plop down here and cuddle you look.  So then I get up to go to the bathroom, come back, he's on the laptop.  Etc.  Same with the shelves near my desk.  No Lister, no climbing in those, so of course, he wasn't gonna climb in those, he was gonna sit in the bottom empty ones.  I leave the room, I hear a shatter.  I run in there and see he's gotten up into the shelves and has pushed my Eeyore snowglobe to the ground.  Finally he's laying down somewhere safe.  So I go I sew.  Something I was sewing needed one seam torn out so I go to the living room with seam ripper to tear it out and Lister is on the laptop -- set down what I was sewing and go to move Lister and find he's logged me off of the laptop and Brian on.  Somehow seam ripper is lost somewhere in the process of this.  Still can't find it.  That's only about 1/10th of today's chase Lister around stories.

Shot night.  Shot was very painful for some reason.  I can't see the site very well but Brian said it left a lump. 

It really is one of those days I should be allowed to try over.  Except with today's luck it'd just go worse so maybe not.  Lister is grounded, I'd have gotten a lot more actually done today if I'd not have been chasing him around.  Mom said he's being a teenager.  Now we love that he's more and more active the longer he's on his tummy meds, but holy bad cat Batman. 

Couldn't sleep, so I stayed up reading American Gods a bit.  Got a text message from mom.  Seem my brother's kid couldn't wait a few days to be born on his birthday and thought being a 9/11 baby was a better idea.  So Beatrice was apparently born nice and healthy as far as I know.   I finally fell asleep at around 2 I think.  Kept waking up in pain with Dutchie cat  snuggled next to me.  Once I thought I heard an explosion but didn't hear anyone outside freaking out so figured it was a dream.  Then when Brian gets home he asks me if I heard the boom.  How'd he hear the boom way over near Hollywood and that means it wasn't a dream.  What?  Ahh the Shuttle.  Not that I'm not used to loud noises, I live so close to LAX that I hear loud planes and copters and stuff daily and even  late at night.  Just not so loud that they're explosion sounds.  Oh and last night Brian had the bomb squad within sight of his work on Wishire  detonate something. 

There, you're all caught up with life in LA and beyond since my brother lives in OR still.

Home:
Got a lot done.  House looks a mess though because there are tons of empty tubs laying around and 4-5 tubs of stuff to give away to charity (was gonna do that this weekend, but have so much to do already that we're saving that for the weekend after).  This apartment will soon look like an actual apartment.   Only taking what 4, 5, 6 months?  With Brian's schedule and my Brain aliens, it takes awhile.   Still when we moved in we predicted that we'd be done about the time they tore these apartments down, so we're way ahead of schedule as that's what a year+ away still.

Meds:
Last night was shot #2 of Rebif.  I do feel a bit off shortly after taking it but nothing like when I was on Avonex.  This is of course a fraction of the regular dose so it's hard to tell if this is how I'll react to the full dose or not but so far it's tolerable.  Mostly I just feel a bit blech, then tired,  but it fades by the next day.  Fingers crossed that it stays this way including during week three when the dose goes up.

Family:
Talked to mom, Karina, and Keegan tonight.  From mom and Karina I got the usual love, etc.  From Keegan?  I found out that he was shooting Grandma with a toy gun.  So I tell him that's not very nice.  He informed me that it's okay it's just a toy.  I asked him what he'd do when Grandma took the gun from him and started shooting him instead, would that be nice?  He said she couldn't get it from him.  Oohhh really.  I told him that both Grandma and his mom were bigger and stronger than him and either of them could get that gun from him if they wanted to.  He informs me sure, if they gang up on him.  So I asked him was he gonna tell him that to their faces?  He said "Oh, I think they can hear me".  LOL.  When I talked to them?  His mom found it to be a challenge and grandma informed me she'd already taken that gun from him several times today.  HA!  Silly little boy talking big.   He was also upset he isn't allowed to jump off a certain stair of the pool until he's ten, I told him only a couple of years.  He told me yeah "1 year and 24 months"  Aww, cute, but his math is a little off.  And then I told him not to feel bad since he's probably almost the height of ten year olds and he told me "Yeah I'm closing in on that range".  He's adorable but I'm glad I missed seeing his idea of how to wear pajama bottoms, I hear it wasn't attractive.

Well, I'm about 90% done going though my stuff (just my stuff, not the mutual stuff like the living room stuff).  I'd be 99% done but Brian had a few boxes of my stuff in his offices that I didn't know about.  But I am worn out so I needed a break. Brian said I got a lot done, that it's noticeable how much better it looks (closet is all but emptied, etc).  I filled my desk (I need to organize the trinkets though). 

Sooo I rewarded myself buy buying myself a sewing machine to fill the now nearly empty corner by my desk (my trunk is sitting there temporarily).  This is probably an odd rewards -- I don't sew.  But I gave away 99.999999999% of my cross stitch, and kept only a few small projects, mostly on accident, they were in my trunk and I didn't realize it.  I kept a few magazines with projects I may want to do later.  Besides drawing I need a new hobby, not to mention new purses.  Some people buy shoes, some clothes, I buy purses.  But I live with a boy who hates to shop.  So much so that since I lost weight I've bought three pairs of jeans and that's my whole wardrobe along with shirts that are 2+ years old.  I've not bought a purse in umm uhh... I forget.  I bought one a year or two ago online to replace one that broke.  Aside from recent book buying spree, I've not really spent money on I could feel guilty for buying this kinds of things.  And for a few years now I keep thinking hmm I suppose I could learn to sew purses.  Soooo I said screw it, asked mom is this cheapish one okay?  She asked her quilting group, they said but for $20 more this one buy same company is much better.  So, I went with it.  This one to be exact. 

I ordered three patterns (two purses and one wallet). But now comes the hardest / scariest part.  Fabric shopping.  I'm doing just enough online for a purse of each pattern (with maybe some cheap practice material).  But holy hell material is just ugly.  No wonder why Spoonflower was created.  When I have some time I need to create my own fabric.  Then I can do solids on the back and girls or something on the front of bags.  Just... ugly ugly ugly.  Stripes, flowers, blech blech puke.  Also  Brian should fear all of this, once I get past the initial cursing, etc if I get good at this whole purse making thing, I won't be content with ordering a piece of fabric or two online.  Even if I make fabric on Spoonflower, I'll want solids etc and other supplies and he'll be getting to go to the fabric store right here in LA.  Poor guy.  He was already joking that I'd have a new purse every two days, he shouldn't joke like that he does know I like purses and keeps me away from purse aisles.  At least I told him I've no interest in making clothes, so he's safe.

So I'm slowly being productive.  Did get a good sleep but not as much as I wanted so my energy level is nearly null. Therefore I am going very very slooooooooow. 

So first I found cassettes.  LOL, you'd think I'd throw those away someday.

Second, I don't have many CDs and well I do want to keep those though I don't think I have a CD player anywhere and need to get an external CD-ROM or wait til I get a new laptop to do anything with them as the tablet doesn't have one.  But the old school #oregon people will appreciate this -- I even found a Sterlingwolf CD.  I guess I really DON'T throw away things people give me.  See I <3 and appreciate you all ;)  I found cards and stuff from many LJ'ers from several holidays ago in fact.

Okay enough being lazy back to work.  Slowly.  This is gonna take awhile.  Tomorrow I need to get bookends.  I decided to use the top of the bookshelves as a bookshelf too, to get more room and to free up some shelves for other stuff.  Maybe I do need a kindle.  I'm going through too many books lately, many I want to keep to re-read later, and only have so much room.  Think I want a new laptop first.  I could just save up Amazon gift cards from my survey sites. hmm.  Oh right I was gonna be productive.  blech.

Sheeeesh.  I was only with my ex for 4 years.  I knew I had his comic books and thought THAT was IT.  By now I've moved more than a few times.  I've gotten rid of so much that even when it comes to my own stuff -- well I'm mostly down to books, craft stuff, papers, and things people give me (angels, Eeyores, and James Dean stuff).    So I decided I'm never gonna have a truly truly energetic day / week and the shots start next week (they suggest M, W, F since you have to do them 48 hours apart) and I expect to feel like hell, possibly from now on.  Soooo, no more putting off getting my "office" together.  It's this weekend or never really.  And the whole downstairs has been a true disaster since we moved in anyway, not even much room to vacuum with empty boxes in the way since there's not enough room in the closet yet for them there, etc. 

Brilliant, I'll start seriously tackling it today before I sleep, then tomorrow, then the weekend.  That way there's room to clean this weekend.  And ahhh relief and start shots next week with my space hopefully all done.  Right, I know not likely but maybe.  So I get craft stuff done I think (not art, just craft).  I've sent almost all of my cross stitch stuff to Misi since I never do it anymore.  Two boxes worth.  I've found probably another box worth to send to her.  For me I found plus a few small projects to save, just in case.  Some wire and bead stuff I can use in crafts / jewelry if I go back to that.  My rings.  It's in my trunk out of the way while I figure out how to set up my shelves.  I plan to get bookends this weekend to make better use of them - read that as put books on top of the shelves, freeing up some room in other shelves.

Then it's onto some mystery box.  Open it.  WTF?  Looks like Dan stuff.  But well I've not seen this in the what umm 9 years since he left?  Surely it's not his.  Brian's a geek too, but... oh hell it's role playing stuff, Brian's not THAT geeky I don't think.  Dig some more and some papers have Dan's writing and yup, his name.  Geeezus does his stuff just friggin multiply. I never saw this shit before now, I recognize everything else in every other box I've seen whether it be my stuff or Dan's comics or even Brian's stuff.  I want the comics but this stuff can become someone's bon fire material for all I care.  I asked Brian if he knows anyone who cares about these kinds of things.   Otherwise it's the dumpster.  And if I find any more stuff then I'm CONVINCED his stuff does multiply just magically because I friggin get rid of it and years later in new moves there's MORE never before seen stuff when I only have so many boxes worth of stuff, hrmph.  He must have put a curse on me when he left.

Enough productivity.  The mystery box should have been the dvds that disappeared back then, that'd have been nice.  And I've still not found my dad's picture :(  I put it somewhere safe when we moved in.  Oops.

I'm dizzy from lack of sleep, I should go zzzzzzzzzzzzz!  And unknown numbers should stop calling me every day, hanging up on second ring, and not leaving voice mail.