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In which I shamelessly vaguebook

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God damn it world you owe me this.

I am too fucking superstitious to tell you what the hell I’m talking about, so I apologize for that, but it would be a giant joke to pretend that I have anything at all right now on my mind other than this thing that I’m currently too superstitious to talk about, so let me just say god damn it world you owe me this again and that’s just gonna have to be it until I hit a point not controlled by stupid rituals.

Current actual portrayal of my mental state:

Where’s that Twitter account that just posts a loud scream every twenty minutes? I need that.

More tomorrow, when hopefully I will be calmer.

In which I nope out on myself

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I have a thing to write about, but I really don’t want to write about it right now, partially because my own thinking on the matter is far from settled and partially because I am not really interested in attracting the interest of the internet right now and it would be just my luck that the post that I didn’t want to go viral would end up being a big deal. I’m deliberately vaguebooking, I know; needless to say if you follow F/SF writer Twitter at all, yes, that. And if not, well, trust me, don’t go a-Googlin’. That way lies only madness.

I was planning to review Katherine Addison’s An Angel of Crows today, but I rather inconveniently haven’t finished it. It’s coming, though, and the likelihood of a positive review is high. So plan on that … tomorrow, maybe? Sure.

In which I am vague

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giphy.gifMajor, major, major development for my Clark Kent identity today, and I can’t say a damn thing about it.  Which is endlessly frustrating because, like, this is one of those Okay Everything Just Changed type of situations and I really really really want to start wargaming out how things would work in my new reality but it’s not even close to being my new reality just yet.  Right now it’s an opportunity for new reality.  One that would put me back on the horse in a lot of ways and even get some things around here back on track that haven’t been in quite a while.

And I’m crazy-excited about it, and I would have to be insane to start talking about it for real, so instead you just get the vaguest blog post ever and a sort of half-assed notice that Things Might Be Different soon.  Which things?  Can’t say.

So, yeah, I’m vaguebooking.  Lucky for me I own the place.

Speaking of “I own the place,” I made a concession to certain upcoming holidays and acquired– well, my wife bought it, but it was my idea— one of these things for the house, which is now displaying a pleasing swirling vortex of red and green lights over the front of my home and I didn’t have to get up on a ladder or nail anything to anything.  Total time to decorate my place: 5 minutes.  Maybe 10 if you account for the fact that I might buy one more so we can cover the entire front of the house without putting an extension cord across the driveway, which seems like an exceptionally poor idea.

‘Tis the season, and all.

In which I vagueblog

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Parrotceratops sA little blogged out right now, if I’m being honest, what with yesterday’s longer post being nearly three thousand words and even the shorter one not exactly being tiny.  I finally got to cross something off my to-get-done list today that has been sitting there and being annoying for months— and because of the way it ended I have vague suspicions that I should not talk about it at all in case lawyers get involved.

Yeah.

Note that if lawyers do get involved, this actually ends with me lifting a spear and a severed head, spinal cord dangling, triumphantly over my own head, a roar of victory filling my lungs and the dead laying in pools of maroon below.  So there’s that to look forward to at some point.  But for right now?  Let’s look at a picture of a Triceratops with feathers, and maybe I’ll come up with something more interesting to talk about later tonight.

Not that you asked, but…

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I have been gone all day on account of honest to goodness Sekrit Bizness that at the moment I am unable to divulge to other mortal hoo-manz. If you are immortal or a reptilian, let me know and I may give hints.

Also: omgtired. And I bought a PS4. Which I have no time at all to play.

Wednesday grab bag

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microwave-etiquette-meme-generator-vaguebooking-that-s-a-paddlin-94d7ad.jpgSorry about the vaguebooking yesterday; one of our cats has been sick for a while, got abruptly really sick yesterday and we spent the whole evening shuttling him around from home to the regular vet to the emergency vet and it really really wasn’t a good evening.  He looks like he’s going to pull through, though; he’s coming home (from the regular vet, who we had to deliver him back to) tonight to spend the night at home where, the thought is, he’ll be more comfortable.  Then he goes back to regular vet again tomorrow for the day.  Assuming there are no disasters tonight.  Cross your fingers; I’ve had enough of medical issues in general lately.

Did my first observation for the probation assistance team today; I have three days, more or less, to get my notes compiled together and sent out to everyone.  I have less to say than I thought I would, honestly; I spent most of the observation musing about what might come from putting the teacher on probation in my classroom.  Because, honestly, there were things working in there that simply don’t work for me, and the lesson plan itself may as well have been ripped directly from corporation paperwork– which is interesting.  Is that a weakness, because there’s none of the teacher in the lesson?  Is a strength, because they presumably recommend that lesson plan for a reason and this teacher is Doing it Right?  Which means, then, that I’m Doing it Wrong?  I dunno.  I didn’t see much that made me think the teacher should be let go, which is a good thing.  I just hope everybody else on the team feels the same way.  Writing up the notes will be interesting.

Day Three of wearing a Fitbit Force:  I walk about seven thousand steps a day, maybe, when I’m not spending the entire evening in my car shuttling a cat around to doctors.  I haven’t tried pairing it with MyFitnessPal or doing any actual exercise yet; I want to take a week or so and get a baseline for how much I move around during a day and then we’ll set some goals and make some adjustments.  One development:  I’m way more into the idea of a smart watch than I’ve been in the past; the idea of notifications being delivered via a vibration to my wrist rather than an an audible tone is wonderful, and I don’t ever want to be awakened by an alarm again.  Seriously, I could completely give up on the idea of fitness– fuck it, I’ll just be fat forever– and I’m still gonna wear this thing to bed.  Silent vibrating wrist alarms are fantastic.

Posts that are percolating;  reviews of the new Eminem and Latyrx CDs, as soon as I find the time to listen to the damn things, and that reminds me I never really wrote about the new Pearl Jam album, and probably a post on theology based on this piece at the Atlantic, which quotes people who I know from grad school.  Who somehow teach at Oxford now.

Yeah.  I know Oxford professors.  I think that probably confers nerd baller status, but maybe not.

I’m not writing that last piece unless I can do it in a way that doesn’t sound like I’m gleefully tossing grenades and lit torches around; I’d like to participate in a conversation and not just be an asshole. We’ll see how well it works.   In the meantime, click on the link; it’s worth the read.