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Nov. 19th, 2014 10:09 am
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Since I signed up for the most recent multi-fandom friending meme, I thought I should write a little introduction to myself, just in case anyone pops over here from there.

Note 25 Sept 2015: I'm dealing with breast cancer right now, and I talk about it uncut. I'm doing well and not in any danger, but I know that many people would rather not read about it. I should be past everything but the tamoxifen by the end of this year.

Bits and pieces about me. Possibly more than you ever wanted to know. )

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I mirror at least 95% of my content on LJ and DW. Read where you're most comfortable.

My friending policy is pretty open. If you want to read my journal, go ahead. I won't mind. I don't automatically read in return. I used to, but my time's a little more limited now than it was then. If you feel like dropping me a comment to let me know why you friended me, I'd appreciate it. Sometimes I have no idea at all and wonder.

If I'm reading you, I'm interested in something that's in your journal. I don't expect to be read in return but certainly won't mind if I am. I know that I have more time for reading online than most people do, and I know that my entries about my every day life, parenting, chores, etc. aren't of much interest to most people. That's all fine.

I don't lock very much. Right now, it's just an occasional post about my adolescent daughter. She's embarrassed by me talking about her online, so this is a compromise. My book logging, DVD logging and fic announcements will always be unlocked.

Also, if you stop reading my journal, feel free to take me off your list. I won't be upset. (Though if I think we know each other well or if we're acquainted offline, I may inquire as to why.) I may or may not stop reading you in response. It will depend on what sort of content you post and whether or not you lock most of of it.

I don't post fics on LJ or DW. I don't post fic fragments on LJ or DW. My fic can be found at my website or at AO3 ([archiveofourown.org profile] the_rck) or, for those things not explicit, at fanfiction.net as therck. I mostly write for Weiss Kreuz and The Chronicles of Narnia, but I've written a fic or two in a wide variety of fandoms for various exchanges.

I don't often use cut tags. Mostly, I use them for lists where I think people will only be interested in some items and for discussions of writing that go more than a paragraph or two or that have details that I think might bother some readers.
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In terms of my to do list yesterday, I only got the laundry and paying the cleaning lady accomplished. I did a little writing, just not on any of the projects with deadlines.

I’m seriously considering stopping the Zoloft. The fact that I’m losing hours every day to mental zombification means that running games in the afternoons probably won’t work, and UCon is coming up rapidly. I’m also starting to suspect that I’m not going to adjust to the Zoloft and have the zombification go away. It’s been six weeks, and I’m also only at 50 mg a day. My doctor said that we’d need three or four times that for a therapeutic dose. I don’t know if I can do that.

I ended up taking a longer walk last night than I planned. It was in the 30s, and I found that cold air a help in terms of being awake enough to move. I was sweating and overheated by the time I got home even though I kept my jacket unzipped while I was out.

Cordelia and her friends are probably doing their movie thing here tonight again because the girl who was going to host suddenly can’t. On the plus side, we have other Studio Ghibli movies if they find Grave of the Fireflies completely unwatchable. I’m trying to think of an alternative to pizza for feeding the girls, but all of my ideas would cost more or be a lot more work. I just have to come up with something beyond breadsticks for the vegan girl. She always says she’s going to eat before she comes over and then never does.

I’m trying to decide whether or not I should take food with me to my appointment. The appointment should only be half an hour and is scheduled for 11, but if they’re running late, who knows? I also don’t know if I’ll be doing the blood draw before or after. It depends on when I get there and on how long the wait is at the blood draw station.
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Yesterday’s appointment was with the gynecologist to see how I’m doing without the IUD. We concluded that we really can’t tell yet, so she wants me back in six months. The nurse tried three times to get my blood pressure and couldn’t manage it. I pointed out that I had my blood pressure taken last week when I saw the genetics counseling people. That number was in the shared records, and it having radically changed in the last nine days seemed pretty unlikely. The doctor decided that that was good enough. I suspect that the fact that I have never once in forty nine years had a higher reading than mid-range normal was also a factor. They have records on me going back to 1985.

Oh, and apparently 0-1 drinks of an alcoholic nature per year is considered the same as not drinking at all.

I had to go down into the basement of UHS to find the business office because they were insisting that I pay a $50 copay. That $50 is what Aetna requires, but Medicare and Blue Care generally pick up enough that I don’t need to pay anything at all. And, right at the moment, UHS owes me eighty some dollars that they’ve collected from me and shouldn’t have.

It was rainy enough when I got done with the appointment that I didn’t mind going straight home quite as much as I would have. Most of the portals near UHS were already held by our team, so I reinforced the ones I had time to get to before the cab came.

I got home before Cordelia did but only by about two minutes. She only had one friend over rather than the two I expected. The girls watched Once Upon a Time while I stayed in my bedroom with my laptop. I was feeling moderately awful most of the afternoon with gas and other intestinal issues. I got a little bit done on my UCon game anyway.

My thumb is still giving me trouble. Picking up my laptop or a basket of laundry hurts like hell, so I’m trying to find work-arounds. Both heat and cold make the ache decrease, so I’m alternating.

To do list )

Should I sign up for NaNo? I’m 95% sure that I can’t write 50000 words during November, but trying might be worthwhile. I don’t know. I also like the idea of social support for writing, but I’m not sure I’d do anything with it.

I’m also wondering if there would actually be interest in a community for writers of darkfic (and if I’d actually be together enough to be able to moderate such a group given how fraught it could be.). It would need mandatory cut tags, I suspect, and fairly robust tagging.
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I forgot to mention— I slept badly last night. I was up several times in the first two hours, and then reflux started. I hadn’t eaten anything to explain it, so I put it down to anxiety over today’s appointment and took an Ativan. I hadn’t wanted to do that and hadn’t thought that I needed one, but I was able to sleep once that took effect.

A chunk came off the side of my bite splint last night. There’s another bit that’s about to come off, and I worry that it will in the middle of the night.
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I tried some Mio (blackberry flavor) in water yesterday. It didn’t taste bad, and it was nice to have something that tasted different. Unfortunately, I felt like the water with Mio was less useful for dealing with my dry mouth issues than plain water or even unsweetened herbal tea, so I don’t think I’ll drink it often.

Scott’s father had found two duplicates in his CD collection. No one else took them, so I did. One of them is a Dan Fogelberg greatest hits thing, and I remember liking a few of his songs in high school. The other is some Christian musician I’d not previously heard of, but I figure that, if I don’t care for his music, I can just donate it to the Friends of the Library. Someone will want it.

One of the CDs I got from the library on Sunday is completely unreadable by the CD drive on my laptop. I’m going to try it in the DVD/CD player later (probably Thursday since I won’t have time today), but I just may have to accept that it’s unplayable.

I have written part of three characters, just a few paragraphs each to sketch in their starting situation a bit. I’m going to have to keep going back and adding more information as I figure out the entire picture in terms of who knows who and who trusts who and all of that.

I have an appointment at UHS at 10:10. When I scheduled that in June, I had no idea that today would be a half day for the schools. Cordelia will get out at 10:50 and will bring two friends home with her. I might get home as early as 11:00 if all of the star align correctly, but 11:30 or 11:45 are more likely, and this means I can’t spend time wandering around doing Ingress. The kids are capable of making mac ’n’ cheese, but I’m not sure they should do it unsupervised, so lunch depends on me getting home.

I talked to my doctor, via the patient portal, about my hand issue. She agreed with me that it’s probably tendinitis and that rest, naproxen, and such was the best way to go. She said that, if it doesn’t get better or if the symptoms change, I should definitely come in. I am finding that heat helps more than cold, so I’m doing that off and on. I may end up alternating. I may not.

I went through my list of library DVDs that I want to try and made a list of the ones the library no longer owns. Most of those, Netflix has. There’s just one that I can’t get that way— Aquamarine. I’m not sure how much I care about that. It looks like it’s probably cute, but I doubt that it would utterly rework my view of the universe or become a huge favorite.

I watched last night’s episode of The Flash with Scott and Cordelia even though I still haven’t watched last week’s episode. I’m just feeling hugely unmotivated on those shows. I don’t dislike them; I’m just not particularly curious about what’s going to happen.
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I tried sock glue again yesterday. It worked reasonably well and didn’t leave my skin red or otherwise upset. I learned, however, that it’s better to use the glue about an inch below the upper edge of the sock and that I must not fiddle with the sock because, if I do, the skin where the sock is glued down will start hurting and continue to do so for hours. Removing the socks required getting the upper part wet (the glue is water soluble). Some bits could be pulled off without pain, but other bits couldn’t.

I woke with a headache again today, but this time it was pretty clearly sinus related. I had a headache come on toward the end of the evening last night, too, which was an anxiety thing. That is, Ativan helped. My guess is that the anxiety is an intersection between the things I need to write for the UCon game and the appointments I have this week.

I want to go for a walk this afternoon, but I kind of suspect that it won’t happen. Once I take the Zoloft, I will become a lump and have difficulty getting myself off the couch for anything at all. My current plan is to deal with the dishes and the trash before I take the Zoloft. If that doesn’t exhaust me, I may walk. I can’t do it after Cordelia gets home because she’s bringing a friend. The two girls are, in my opinion, old enough to be left alone for half an hour or so while I walk, but I would want the other parents to okay it before I do it.

Cordelia and her movie watching group are trying to watch all of the Studio Ghibli movies available to them in production order. The next one up is The Grave of the Fireflies which… Well, I told Cordelia what it’s about and that it may be too depressing for them, but she and her friends are quite certain that it will be okay. I have no idea if they’ll actually watch all of it.

I’m trying to decide whether or not I need to see a doctor about my hand. It feels fine right now, but I haven’t done much with it today, so I’m not sure that means anything. I think I’m mainly afraid that they’ll tell me to stop touch typing because I suspect that hitting the space bar so often is a factor in the problem. Which means I ought to stop doing it, but I like being able to type as fast as I do. It makes writing much, much easier. Maybe setting a timer and taking breaks would help?

Today’s audiobook is Northanger Abbey which I have not previously read (I tried once and kind of bounced). I didn’t finish The Wolves of Willoughby Chase, but I thought that varying what I listen to might be a good thing. I’ve got about a dozen books on my laptop, and I want to listen to all of them so that I can delete them. Having so many helps because, when I hit a point with one where I can’t go on right then, I can switch to another until my anxiety over the previous one(s) subsides.
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I woke this morning with a headache. I took Amerge, and that helped a little. A cold pack helped, too, but I wasn’t able to get back to sleep. I’ve eaten a bit and had a good bit of water and my morning tea.

My right hand is hurting a lot, so I’m wearing a brace which makes a lot of things difficult but helps with reminding me not to do things that will make it worse. I realized yesterday evening that I really needed the brace when my hand almost gave out while I was helping to clear the table at Scott’s parents’ house.

Scott and Cordelia got flu shots yesterday, and Scott finally got a shingles vaccination. I asked the pharmacist to see whether or not Aetna would cover it even though the woman I talked to in March said they wouldn’t cover it at a pharmacy, only at a clinic. Aetna approved the vaccination immediately and without a copay, so Scott got it done.

Scott is working his way through The Wheel of Time now. We’re getting the books on CD from the library. Book four in the series is huge— 34 discs. Scott is sufficiently hooked not to want to listen to other things between volumes. It’s been long enough since I read the part of the series that I read that I’m planning to listen to the books too. I’ve just got so very many audiobooks on my laptop at the moment, though, that finishing any of them seems daunting. Right now, I’m listening to The Wolves of Willoughby Chase which is a book I haven’t reread in at least twenty years.

We spent about three hours at Scott’s parents’ place last evening. Scott’s sister and her family arrived after we did because our niece had to work until 5:00. She was working at a local cider mill, so Scott joked about her working for the enemy. He actually had made the bottle that held the cider that our niece had brought with her. Our nephew wasn’t there. He was away on some sort of trip. His parents did tell us that the only step left for him to achieve Eagle Scout is his scoutmaster doing some paperwork.
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A book I thought I could renew suddenly has a hold on it. All copies are checked out, so the one I have that’s due today is actually needed. I might be able to finish the dratted thing, but I’m not sure I will. I’ve only got fifteen minutes left to watch on a DVD that’s due today, so I probably will finish that before we go to the library.

We have to make that trip earlier than we normally would because Scott’s parents are expecting us mid-afternoon. Scott’s sister’s birthday is this week, so this is to celebrate that. We need to fit in flu shots before we go, too. Scott wanted to do those yesterday, but Cordelia asked for a day’s notice, and we only told her yesterday.

We ended up going to IHOP for dinner last night. I had pumpkin spice pancakes and turkey bacon (I didn’t dare go with regular bacon at that time of night because of reflux issues). I know I shouldn’t have because of the blood sugar issues, but this is something we do once every three or four months, and I’m not quite ready to give it up. We tend not to go to IHOP weekend mornings because the wait is always more than half an hour. When we go in the evening, there’s no wait, and we get our food in under ten minutes.

My hands have been cramping, and I can’t figure out why. I haven’t been doing anything new or different. On both hands, it’s the bit between the base of my thumb and my wrist. It’s more my right hand than my left, I think, but that may be because I use my right hand for more things and so notice it more.

I need to try sock glue again because, if I can’t use it, most of my socks are useless. Knee socks were okay when I wore stretch pants under a dress because the pants held up the socks. I’m now wearing loose pants, so the knee socks end up bunched under the arches of my feet after about two minutes of walking around. They’re not terrible if I stay in the house and only walk to the bathroom, kitchen, or bedroom, but if I walk to Cordelia’s school, I have to pull them up three times on the way there.

The difficulty is that I have lots of knee socks and lots of ankle socks and only about three pairs of intermediate length. I paid $8-$10 for each pair of knee socks, too, so I’d like to wear them out. Also, they’re pretty. I don’t think I’ll try sock glue today, given that we’ll be away from home for hours, but tomorrow is definitely an option.

There’s something else I was planning to try tomorrow, and now I can’t remember what it was. I just remember that it’s something I was worried might give me physiological problems and didn’t want to try on a day when we’ll be in the car a lot. Oh, I know! Scott bought some Mio, and I looked at the ingredients and didn’t see anything that I know I can’t have, so I thought I’d try it because, if my body’s okay with it (and if I like it), it would give me some options for drinking something that tastes different.
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In the last two days, I have written 1500 words on something that is neither my Yuletide assignment nor my UCon game. Why on earth am I letting myself do that? I need to write about 5000 words on the game, maybe more than that but certainly not less, and the fic I have in mind for Yuletide will by no means be small.

I just need to finish the game, so that I can start the Yuletide story.

The last time I was writing a game, I set myself a daily goal and just didn’t go to bed until I had managed it. I don’t think, under current circumstances, that that’s a viable option.
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Drat. I have no idea what to do for a sweetener. I can’t have sucralose or aspartame or sugar alcohols. Now, I’m discovering that stevia has issues because I have problems with the bulking agents added to it in processing. Whole Foods adds maltodextrin which is actually high glycemic which defeats the purpose of using stevia (I only found that out a few days ago. I’d think the nutritionist might have warned me). Sweetleaf brand adds inulin which is fine glycemically but seems to give me gas and diarrhea even in quite small quantities (a single packet). All of the other brands I can find add sugar alcohols which give me worse issues than inulin seems to.

Oh, and apparently one’s not supposed to have processed inulin if one has a ragweed allergy because it’s usually processed from plants closely related to ragweed (chicory, mostly).

On the plus side, the problems from the Sweetleaf stevia mix have completely stopped the problems I had from Zoloft. Um… Yea?
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Yesterday, I mostly did household chores. I ran and unloaded the dishwasher. I did three loads of laundry. I changed the sheets. That pretty much did me in.

Oh, I also took out the trash and replaced the bag. Then Scott threw out some spoiled broccoli that smelled so terrible that we had to put the bin on the back porch or all be driven completely out of the house. Usually, he leaves things like that, in the sealed container, on the counter so that I can have the pleasure of emptying them after they’ve sat at room temperature for a couple of days. I have no idea why he changed procedure this time.

Cordelia had three friends over to watch a movie. One of the friends talked non-stop and then kept complaining that she’d lost track of what was going on in the movie. The other girls would then pause the movie and explain. I think they spent as much time doing that as they did watching the movie. Castle in the Sky/Laputa is not all that complicated, IMO.

We got cheese pizza for Cordelia and two of the three friends. The third is vegan and said she would eat before coming but ended up not doing that. We got her bread sticks, asking Cottage Inn to leave off the cheese and butter they normally put on, and we put out grapes and almonds in addition to the chips and popcorn. Nobody touched the grapes or the almonds, so I don’t think the vegan girl got a particularly balanced dinner.

I read enough of a library book that can’t be renewed to realize that I didn’t care if I finished it or not. It had a lot of things going on and was aiming for being funny, but nothing in it ever connected with me. I’ve got two graphic novels that I’m halfway through that are due tomorrow. I’d like to finish at least one of them.

I have realized, though, that one of my problems with reading and watching things is that I flinch and can’t go on when I realize I’m at the point where things are going to go wrong in order to kick off the plot. I’m not sure what to do about that.

I think we’re going to have thermostat wars this winter. I’m finding 73F a little too warm while Cordelia’s finding it cold. We certainly won’t go higher (for budgetary reasons), but Cordelia’s going to be unhappy if I tweak things lower during the day. I suppose we could do some complicated programming so that it gets warm while Cordelia’s getting ready for school (we keep it in the low 60s over night), cools off for me right after, and then gets warm again when she gets home.

Today, we need to get flu shots for Scott and Cordelia and deal with a mountain of dishes (Scott baked two different types of meat last night. Those pans are nasty). I need to corner Scott for help with number crunching for the Amber diceless game. I put my character notes for that in Gdocs, and he’s been reading and commenting.
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Yesterday was a lazy day. I was very tired all day. Scott spent time working on digitizing videos for a coworker (things like the coworker’s wedding). We ended up getting Wendy’s for lunch.

When the cleaning lady came, Scott and I went into the bedroom with our laptops. We had the door open and were watching The Daily Show, but the cleaning lady ended up not telling us when she was ready to leave, so I didn’t get a chance to pay her. I don’t like that.

Scott and Cordelia ended up going out to buy some new ink cartridges for the printer because Cordelia needed to print something in color for her homework. I have no idea what kids who don’t have color printers— or printers at all— are supposed to do.
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Scott and I did a bit of Ingress yesterday. We went to a park on the other side of town that was all level eight portals held by the other team. We hacked a lot of them and captured four. We didn’t try to capture more because we ran out of time. I hacked quite a few new to me portals on the trip there and the trip home.

From there, we went to Saica, a Japanese restaurant near our house. We finished up in plenty of time to get home before Cordelia did. I just ate my leftovers for breakfast.

We had a Stargate game session last night. It was more of trying to deal with the first contact situation. I was kind of groggy the way I have been the last week or so. Our characters are going to be replaced in the first contact situation by actual experts who know what they’re doing (our characters range in level from 1st-3rd, so we’re not that good at what we do. We’re just the best that the base we’re at has at the moment).

I haven’t managed to watch any of the shows that we normally watch as a family in at least a week. Scott and Cordelia have gone ahead without me. I can tell that I don’t care very much about any of them because I haven’t felt motivated to catch up even though I could. I think I’m two episodes behind on Agents of SHIELD (though Scott and Cordelia haven’t watched this week’s episode either, so I’m only one behind relative to them) and one each on The Flash, Supergirl, and Legends of Tomorrow.
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All my blood tests came back normal. Well, my blood sugar was out of whack because my doctor didn’t tell me to fast or that she was testing that. My chloride was one point off from the normal range, but my doctor considers that trivial.

So this is another sucks to be you thing. ::sighs::

Scott spent the afternoon yesterday playing golf with his father. They enjoy doing that when it’s feasible. Scott’s father loves golf, and Scott loves the time with his father even if not the golf so much.

I remained tired and groggy all day until about 9 p.m. Which of course was about when I needed to wind down to go to bed. I had trouble falling asleep and staying asleep. I think I looked at the clock once an hour up until about 4:30. I got up a little before 10 but probably could have slept longer.

Our list of things to do before the end of the day on Friday is getting longer. I need to do the genetics blood draw (though I will be up there next week and could do it then). Scott needs to go to Medequip to see about getting new headgear for his bi-PAP. He also needs to cancel the old phone number. He can’t do that online because he had the account hooked to our Earthlink addresses and didn’t change that before we lost those. Now, he can’t retrieve the password information. So he’s going to have to call during business hours. We also want to do some Ingress, going to places we haven’t ever been around town and maybe in Ypsi. There are some other things that I’m forgetting right now, too.

Right now, Scott’s dealing with the leaves in the front yard, and I’m trying to finish a movie before he comes back inside. I don’t think I’ll make it because there aren’t that many leaves yet. He just wants to deal with what’s there because it’s dry and because he has the energy for it now.
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Sleep last night was not great. I woke about 4:30 and didn’t get back to sleep until after Scott got up at 8:30 or 9:00. I got up at 11:30 which really throws my day off severely in terms of my eating and medication schedule.

Scott and I got to the cancer center with an hour before my appointment. I sent him off to wander and do Ingress things while I went for the blood draw my psychiatrist had ordered. I got someone who didn’t know what to do with my tiny veins. She tried to go in the back of my hand and failed. I kind of expect that to bruise nastily. She got someone with more experience who went in at the bend of my elbow and managed to get what was needed.

The genetics counselor and the doctor I saw all looked at my family tree and said that testing was a good idea even if my sister’s results were clean. They think that my insurance will pay because I meet the appropriate criteria. The lab is to call me for approval if the out of pocket cost will be more than $100.

When the genetics people told me to go do another blood draw for a sample to send for testing, I asked if it had to be that day. I really didn’t think that a third poke would be great as it would have to be in the same arm and probably the same spot. I might have done it anyway if Scott weren’t home all week, but he can take me back any time. Fortunately, it’s not a big deal if I wait a few days and let my arm heal.

I got a flu shot while we were there because they offer one to everybody who comes in for an appointment. Scott and Cordelia still need flu shots. Scott doesn’t want to do them in the evening.

I’m glad that Scott was able to go with me because it saved me a lot of anxiety in terms of getting to and from the appointment. I think I’d have been fine, once I got there, even if he hadn’t been with me. The counselor was concerned that my anxiety would mean that I’d freak out if something came back as a risk factor. I think that Scott asserting that that wouldn’t happen carried more weight than me doing so. They ask a lot of questions up front about depression and anxiety and how bad news affects the person seeking testing.

The main thing that a genetic risk factor would mean is more care with screenings and more frequent screenings. It would also mean knowing that Cordelia might have the same risk factor and should address that when she gets older.

I have started working out the points for the player characters for my UCon Amber game. The challenge is that I’m used to building such characters with an eye toward a campaign, toward having options for growth going forward. These characters need to be specifically useful for the scenario at hand. I’m not actually planning to have them go far from the city of Amber, so some big powers will be less useful while some smaller things might actually be more useful than they would normally be. I’m just going to have to figure out how to explain clearly what each character can do given that I may well get players who know neither the game system nor the source novels. I’m aiming toward having all the characters end up with zero stuff so that I don’t have to try to track that ('stuff' in this game system translates to a luck bias. Unspent points become good stuff that skews events in the character’s favor. Overspending becomes bad stuff that skews events against the character). I also feel like good stuff/bad stuff should be a decision made by the player.
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I’m probably going to be exhausted and headachy all week because Scott’s sleep schedule and need for sleep doesn’t mesh well with mine. When I point out that I need more sleep than I’m getting, he just kind of shrugs and points out that, when he’s working, he gets between four and six hours a night (tending toward four). But I am not him. My body falls apart after about three nights of six hours or less. Also, that amount of sleep means he’s pretty wrecked by the end of his work week.

Cordelia was eager to go to the library yesterday because she had two holds to pick up. She also grabbed my holds before I got there but must have missed one because I have a hold still on the online list, one that expires tomorrow. She was moving so fast that I really didn’t have a chance to double check that we had everything. Scott and I will probably pick that up tomorrow (today, I have a genetic counseling appointment and need to get blood drawn).

I’m actually hoping that this blood test turns up something that we can address. It’s very frustrating to have sucks-to-be-you be the only result.

Scott took the kleenex to the school today. Cordelia had forgotten her lunch and emailed me to ask for us to drop it off, so he took that, too, while I was still eating breakfast.

We ended up ordering pizza for the girls yesterday. I thought that three girls would eat a lot of pizza, so I ordered a large. The fourth girl is now vegan, so she asked me to order her some breadsticks (I offered salads as an option, but she wasn’t interested). Fortunately, I remembered in time to call and ask them to leave off the garlic butter. The girls ate sixteen bread sticks and three pieces of pizza (total not each). I have no idea why the bread sticks were more appealing than the pizza, but they must have been because I really don’t think that the vegan girl ate all of them herself.
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Title: Less Than Dust
Fandom: Chronicles of Amber
Rating: E (though possibly it should be M. There are only two moderately explicit sentences)
Length: 4600 words
Pairing: Martin/Luke
Tags: rape/non-con, captivity, references to torture, alternate universe - dark, Stockholm Syndrome
Notes: Takes place a few days after the end of The Fruit of Your Intents. I thought Luke needed a chance to speak.
Summary: Luke would rather not deal with Martin, but it’s not as if he has any choice.

The story at AO3.
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Cordelia is expecting to have several friends over in about half an hour, but their plans require being able to use spray paint outside, and it’s dark and threatening looking out there. I don’t know. Maybe they can use the garage with the big door open? The floor’s kind of dirty. There are also plans for a corn maze later in the afternoon, but I suspect that’s not going to happen. I can’t imagine a corn maze being any fun in the rain. I think the bad weather plan is bowling, so the girls will still have time together.

I was really groggy and dragging all day yesterday. I managed to do a few things, but I felt the whole time like I couldn’t manage anything. I’m hoping that today will be better. It’s hard to believe that walking a bit on Thursday took this much out of me, but apparently it did.

I’m peeved with Scott, though. I started watching a DVD while he was out of the house yesterday. When he came back, he sat down about three feet away and started playing YouTube reaction videos so loud that I couldn’t hear a word of my DVD. I ended up having to stop watching.

And, of course, when Cordelia came out and wanted to watch something that Scott actually likes, Scott turned off the videos. Scott doesn’t dislike what I was watching; he just doesn’t care about it at all. I didn’t say anything, and I probably should have. I think he was being thoughtless rather than nasty, but… Yeah.

I have one more probably finishable fanfic that I can use while I mull over ideas for Yuletide, but what I really need to do is start writing things for my UCon game. I don’t think those will take all that long, maybe a week, depending on how much time I spend.

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