hermionesviolin: (ball failure)
surgery went fine. home now. thanks to @Heather (E. M.) and @Lisa C. for rides (and the latter for at-hospital errands -- and possibly also for keeping my mom company in the waiting room :)) and @Mom for mom-stuff. housemate cooked me dinner after i got home. i'd been thinking i might take church folk up on their offer to bring me food since it would make _them_ feel better, but apparently i'll be taking them up on it because i'm not supposed to do ANYTHING with my right arm until the cast is off (which, blessedly, i think will be next tuesday). also think i may take the full week off from wok for the same reason (if i'd been more accurately forewarned, i would have done a more thorough investigation of my wardrobe, but i don't think i have any classy bottoms that don't require buttoning, or much of anything in the way of classy tops i can get on over this cast; when i was being cranky about not being ,appropriately forewarned, one of the staff said, "you're gonna give [orthopedic surgeon] hell [at your follow-up appointment], huh?" and i said "Yup!" -- process, information, communication ... i have some hobbyhorses)

so it seems likely this will be more of a ~staycation than i had been anticipating

p.s. @Maarten, this what me typing just left-handed looks like :) (though yes because i'm me, i am correcting my typos)
[the note to maarten is a call-back to his comment on my post-accident fb status]
hermionesviolin: silhouette of a figure holding an umbrella while rain falls (rain)
gym )

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I keep wanting to talk about stuff from CNN's American Morning, but I don't have the time/energy to do a proper post, especially given that I of course would want to do additional research and not just react to stuff based on my sense from whatever.

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[livejournal.com profile] liviapenn's post is one of the best on the FanHistory matter.  (Which is far more serious than I had first realized, since all I saw at first was a shoddy "wiki.")

Apparently we are also arguing about concrit again?
    I get the rationale that the time for crit is when a fic is in beta stage and not after it's been posted . . .  but, I really don't feel bad about leaving feedback [and yes, I mean public LJ comments -- I basically only email feedback if I read the story somewhere that doesn't have a comment function] for a fic saying what I think didn't work (though I only leave feedback if I have at least one positive thing to say about the fic).  And I will ALWAYS comment with typo alerts (unless I can't think of anything nice to say about the story, because that just feels mean -- even though I personally would rather someone driveby alerted me to a typo on one of MY posts even if they didn't say anything else, and in fact even if they said plenty else and it was all negative).
    P.S. I like this post.

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This afternoon's mail run, the mail guy said, "You got a cut?" gesturing to his jawline.  "Over the weekend," I said; "it took you a few days to notice."  He said he's been having a busy week, but "it looks nice."  I thanked him.

I didn't get to meet with B (other legitimately important stuff took precedence) but to his credit he was actually apologetic about that.  And we did get a few things taken care of -- a small fraction of the total list, but better than nothing.

My bandaid was annoying me, so I took it off after I got home tonight, and it looks like the wound is actually knitting and healing.  Which comforts me as I was worried it was just gonna be this wide open gash.  Yeah it'll probably scar, but I'll live.  I already have a scar on one of my knuckles on that hand anyway.  It's still got a kind of pins-and-needles feeling, which makes me mildly nervous, but I trust none of that nerve damage is permanent  . . . and it doesn't impair my use of my finger anyway.
hermionesviolin: purple orchids (orchid)
gym )

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My roses are kinda black now that they've dried out significantly.  FUH was in briefly today and said he liked them, that they're "kind of dark and evil."  FTW!

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I heard about Frank Miller's film adaptation of Will Eisner's The Spirit via friendsfriends.

Master List for Stacey round at [livejournal.com profile] short_takes (BSC fic)
    I have sadface that I missed signups for that, though it's probably for the best.  (Hi, the last fic I manged to finish was Secret Slasha.)

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Two more bags of paper going to the curb.

My mom emailed me:
You know, it sounds to me, from the "bag o' paper" count, that you have taken a significant bite out of your collection of useless paper (oops, I meant Potentially Very Important Documents).
Hey, in the bottom of the last box I went through, I found my bartending book and my massage class books!  I knew I couldn't have actually lost them.

Oh god, Boston Zine Fair (September 20-21).  I should not go and yet you know I will.

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The gash on my finger is healing, though it still looks kind of grotesque -- like the skin really isn't pushed together.  Should I have gone to the hospital and gotten stitches?  Should I go to the hospital anyway?
hermionesviolin: (andro)
This morning's metro included a piece on the new Black Canary Barbie.

gym )

Tonight I changed the bandaid on my finger (see Tuesday's entry), in large part because it would twinge sometimes (though it's mostly stopped bleeding when I move it wrong) and I was getting anxious that it was healing wrong.  I was worried that it had scabbed into the gauze and when I went to change it there would be pain and bleeding.  I was worried that I had somehow pushed the wound together wrong in my hasty bandaging and it would heal all wrong.  I was worried that it was infected and I would be busting out the rubbing alcohol and debating going to the hospital.  What I was not prepared for was a patch of white around the wound (which felt kind of like when I get novacaine in my mouth, prompting me to think, "Did I really kill off such a huge swath of healthy nerves and tissue?"), the wound not being scabbed at all just being red like there's raw tissue exposed, a little canyon, and the tissue having sort of wrinkled edges like it's beginning to heal (which makes me think scarring is inevitable).  The wound is actually not quite as long as I had initially thought it might be, so that's one good thing.

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There is a new announcement in [livejournal.com profile] news

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Back by popular demand, Basic Accounts will be available to all users again by the end of the (northern hemisphere) summer. More information on the decision-making process and proposals relating to Basic Accounts are in [livejournal.com profile] lj_2008.
Hallelujuah!  (Though apparently they will not quite be ye-olde ad-free accounts?)
hermionesviolin: 3 saguaro cacti silhouetted against an orange sunset, with the yellow sun setting behind one of them (summer)
Happy Birthday, [livejournal.com profile] paper_crystals and [livejournal.com profile] musesfool.

gym )

Wow Luna Sunrise Bars are sweet.  (I had a Strawberry Crumble this morning.)

At lunch, walking from Spangler to the Baker-Morgan patio, there were sprinklers going and I couldn't resist walking through them even though it wasn't actually that hot out.

I actually had work to do today -- what up?  I spent the morning getting full text versions of a couple dozen of articles for Prof.D. (plus fixing an expense report) and then I was gonna go to I was going to go to Gutman to photocopy an article that wasn't available online but instead I proofread an article on organizational trust.

A guy with a thick Spanish accent called me at work needing my email address (it was legit) and I actually busted out the NATO phonetic alphabet (though on repeat I did "sam" and "nancy" for "sierra" and "november").  He was having no end of trouble with "Y," though -- kept thinking I was saying "J" or something.  I was wracking my brain for what else besides "Yankee" begins with "Y" (I literally said, "the letter before Z, the second-to-last letter in the alphabet," but that was not helping any) and literally Googled it and said "Yahoo" and he got it.

Tonight I was making mac&cheese and realized I hadn't taken a stick of butter out of the freezer after I used up the last one.  So I took one out and figured I'd just try to cut it.  I wasn't really paying attention, though, and I wasn't cutting straight down, so the knife of course failed to cut the frozen butter very much and went right across.  I saw the big gouge and was like, "Ooh, that's gonna scar."  I kept pressure on it and kept it elevated, and it kept pouring blood, and I was beginning to think with annoyance that I was going to have to trek to the hospital, but no, I can has platelets.

I think I may have whatever it is that Kate bought me for dessert.

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