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By ana (Thu Mar 30, 2006 at 04:18:07 PM EST) No you can't have a pony (all tags)
In which the author spins a meaningless acronym.

Epigram of the day:

If you feel the urge to use the word antedeluvian, sit on your hands. It will pass.
-- Kellnerin


Soooo, $evil_project is done. Sent in. Verified recieved. Whew. The gang, including toxicfur and iGrrrl put pretty much everything they had into this one. I guess it's a useful experience, knowing just how much you can give, but it's not something to look forward to repeating. Assurances have been given that it's not gonna happen this way again.

It's really good to have my partner back.

There's some retooling one needs to do in these circumstances. Getting in touch with oneself again, knowing another part of oneself that wasn't evident before. And then figuring out how to go on with the relationship in light of all that.

This morning, for example, toxicfur came down the stairs at a quarter past eight or so, announcing she'd had enough sleep. For, like, the first time ever since I met her. "So what did you do with the real toxicfur," I asked her. I'm glad she likes silly humor.

What have we been up to this week? iGrrrl and toxicfur slept it off for a few hours (with the help of much beer). iGrrrl went along home, back to her life, and her husband's birthday. After much more sleep, arising on her own, toxicfur is more or less back.

Tuesday we bought a new iMac, one of the intel dual-core thingies with the big flat screen, to be called Fray. This is a seriously cool machine, and much better than the tv for watching DVDs. Not to mention being a functioning backup for the (injured) laptop.

Did I tell that story? Four days prior to deadline, Teh Dawg jumped on the keyboard of Farley, the little iBook that is toxicfur's livelihood. Trackpad is down for the count. Got it booted with an external mouse, but it wouldn't firewire to Fray without hanging. So toxicfur managed to rescue everything via thumbdrive.

Meanwhile there was work to be done. I leant her Irving, a 17" iBook I'd bought last October for use in writing the November Novel. For me, it was a toy, more or less. For her, a lifeline. So Irving went to work for a few days, got microsfotted, and did a bang-up job all around.

Next stop, Hartford. One of toxicfur's friends from grad school happened to be in New England a couple times the past weeks, so we finally found time to drive to Hartford for a visit, dinner, some nice New England seafood. Good to meet her, as we mutually blew off each others' weddings last summer.

Wednesday mostly featured futzing around with the computers. Was fun, but, um, that's kinda what I do for a living, y'know?

Today, then, after, ahem, lemme start over, k?

Today, then, featured an expedition to Coolidge Corner, where there's a funky movie theater, a funky book store, a really excellent Indian restaurant, and, we thought, a toy store. Which isn't where it was, or where we'd been led to believe it still was. Maybe we should call before we try that again. For such a compact city, there are places that are pretty hard to get to.

The movie was Thank You for Smoking. Fun. It's a parody of the pro-smoking lobby; guy who's really good at arguing to the gallery also wants to be a decent role-model for his kid. A, would watch again.

So anyway, we seem to be recovering nicely, thanks. I was getting physically weary of being a support, doing whatever needed doing to enable, being a quasi-single dogparent and stuff, but of course I was not nearly so tired as someone else in the house. I'm very glad it's over. What I got back is so much better than a pony.

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Sorry about the condition by iGrrrl (2.00 / 0) #1 Thu Mar 30, 2006 at 05:19:39 PM EST
...in which I returned her.

She rocks.

"Beautiful wine, talking of scattered everythings"
(and thanks to Scrymarch)

No prob. by ana (3.50 / 2) #7 Fri Mar 31, 2006 at 02:38:09 AM EST
She does, indeed, rock. I'd told her that, but she seemed unbelieving. I think she understands, now, just a little.

Can you introspect out loud? --CRwM

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actually, by Kellnerin (4.00 / 1) #2 Thu Mar 30, 2006 at 05:31:35 PM EST
I think it was more along the lines of:
If you feel the urge to use the word antediluvian, sit on your hands. It will pass.
The difference is slight ... though both versions are good advice, in a way.

Glad to hear that things are returning to some version of normality -- to say that you deserve it is such an understatement.

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"later" meant either "when you walk around the corner" or "oatmeal."

point. by ana (4.00 / 1) #5 Fri Mar 31, 2006 at 02:36:12 AM EST
Apres moi, le deluge.

Can you introspect out loud? --CRwM

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well, by iGrrrl (2.00 / 0) #8 Fri Mar 31, 2006 at 04:01:24 AM EST
It certainly feels that way.

"Beautiful wine, talking of scattered everythings"
(and thanks to Scrymarch)

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17 inch iBook? by joh3n (4.00 / 1) #3 Fri Mar 31, 2006 at 01:56:08 AM EST
Whoa, who do you know in the apple mafia?!?!?!

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large size. by ana (4.00 / 1) #6 Fri Mar 31, 2006 at 02:37:11 AM EST
Is it 14? That's the same number, to astrophysical accuracy.

Can you introspect out loud? --CRwM

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Thank You for Smoking. by wiredog (2.00 / 0) #4 Fri Mar 31, 2006 at 02:35:26 AM EST
I read the book when it first came out. Excellent book. Dry, sarcastic humor.

The author is the son of William F Buckley, one of the founders of the modern NeoCon movement.

Earth First!
(We can strip mine the rest later.)

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