Sundry and various

Lots below the jump.  Don’t say I didn’t warn you, it’s all depressing.

Twitter digest.  Toilet training is going well for a young relative.  Pauley Perrette’s church has been vandalized again. Sandmonkey has been given a spare laptop since his friends are scared that the one he owns will be stolen by the security police.  William Gibson’s wife is defending her PhD at the Sorbonne.  Nathan Fillion thanks a fan for fanart showing “Serenity Sake with a hint of Saffron”.  The Tuareg say “That which you do not need will kill you.” PZ Myers pokes misogyny in the goolies yet more still again.

My Life Digest Kitten is shedding a cat equivalent per day.  Still no sign that she’s going to learn to use the scratching post Jeff put in his bedroom.  Catnip is required.  I am officially in overwhelm mode.  My not being on the internet or playing on my smart phone before I go to bed is resulting in more solid sleep which is good because it’s probably the only thing preventing a meltdown.  I have not had a cigarette since Jan 4.  I have lost, as far as I can tell, two very expensive pieces of sound equipment, and I am very freaked out about it. Griffon song is stalled.  Butter chicken for dinner last night, over steamed veggies as I am sick of cooking rice that goes bad in the fridge as Jeff’s gone off rice pudding.  However, Jeff really enjoyed the veggies and I have to remember how much we like zucchini as I hardly ever cook it. The light fixture is burned out in my room which is why I was sleeping in the guest room but Jeff doesn’t want me sleeping in the guest room so I have to take a flashlight into my bedroom if I want to see what the hell’s going on. I can’t get the fixture fixed until I can actually see the floor of my room, so I guess it will be a while.  I am thinking about being dead again, a lot. Not suicidal, precisely, just very bleak and Februaryish.  Nobody loves me and the world’s about to end… except it didn’t the last time I felt this way so I know this is all temporary.  I have lots of people to talk to about this, but I won’t, because candidly it’s a bummer.  Last night I dreamed I was living in my dream house but just before I could see if the Penrose tilings I ordered for the kitchen floor had been installed I woke up.  I have nothing to look forward to (except OVFF which is in October, for crissakes) and a brief holiday at the end of the month.  I will probably hide in my bed for the duration.  I want to spend money I don’t have on stuff I don’t need. Eddie’s toenails need clipping.  Jeff’s away for part of the weekend.  I’m in physical pain all the time.  I am drinking far less beer (I didn’t drink at all during Conflikt IV except one tiny sip of Islay at the Smoked Salmon).  Alcohol triggers hot flashes.  I appear to be pretty much through menopause – like my grandmother I had a practically invisible one and I only get hot flashes now if I drink grain alcohol.  At least I know why I’m sad – a combination of the weather and the day length and not having something I haven’t had for 15 years anyway.  Isn’t it amazing how you can not miss something for years and then all of a sudden blam!  I watched Trouble the Water and The Deal and enjoyed both.

World news. Egypt is going up in flames.  I thought that what the Egyptians should do is hand Mubarak over to the World Court for fraud – he’s reliably thought to be worth 4 billion dollars, which is a pittance compared to what he could have stolen over 30 years, so you have to figure he’s been good to his friends and family.  The CRTC is backing down from making the Canadian portion of the internet so slow and stupid that we’d be the laughingstock of the world.  The campaign to stop that bullshit was started on two laptops in Vancouver.  Queensland is under water.  The pictures made me cry, and having poisonous snakes clinging to buildings  and crocs swimming into your house and eat the bloated drowned dogs is just disgusting.  Snowpocalypse is really screwing shipping up in the US.  Some guy outside of Whistler killed 100 dogs, and you’d think that there wasn’t any other news in Canada.  Hey folks c’est pas rien c’est le capitalisme.