Jan. 6th, 2017

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Jack seems to be over his indisposition -- although he woke me up this morning at 4:30 by hacking up a hairball. No, that's not quite accurate. I was already awake, having forced myself to wake up as a dream tornado was bearing down on me. (I find tornadoes to be the scariest natural occurrence, probably due to seeing The Wizard of Oz as a Very Young Child.) It was actually about ten minutes later that Jack yarked. So I cleaned that up, and decided there was no point whatsoever in going back to bed for twenty minutes, so proceeded with the morning routine.

Jack also yarked his pills this morning, but didn't yark his breakfast, so I gave him replacement pills a little bit ago.

I am going to work this morning. In fact, I am going in early, and I am going out right now to get the car started and warmed up -- it's 9-fucking-degrees-Fahrenheit out there -- but at least there's no wind. Right. Back now.

Jack keeps following me because he understands what the turning the radio on and what the ironing board both mean. Woman is Leaving. Probably Forever. Woe. But may if I follow her everywhere she goes, she'll take me with her!

Yeah, not so much.

Yesterday was, as expected, a quiet day. Also as expected, my brother did not get my message telling him not to bother bringing the Gecko down...and when I explained to him that I was staying home so as to keep a close eye on Jack, he even admitted that the Gecko would be useless as "her face is always in her game." (She has some handheld gaming system which is always on, even when her face is stuck in her laptop.)

I had hoped to be able to write a leisurely LJ Idol entry yesterday (the deadline is this evening), but instead, my brain was eaten up by a fic I'd been working on -- plus, this week's topic (a Wayne Gretsky quote) wasn't easy, and I didn't want to do something as obvious as write about hockey...since I included baseball in the brushback pitch topic. Eventually, after considerable worrying at it, I thought I might be able to do a Sal Alarra/Lightcastle Station piece about how Sal knew the station well enough (having been a maintenance worker for years) to know what was going to fail during the war and shore it up, but that didn't really work even in my head. And then, just like lightning -- say, 1.21 gigawatts' worth -- my brain put together a few words from the quote, along with something I saw on Tumblr (that I think originally came from Twitter) about 2016, and the damned thing fell out of my fingers in fifteen minutes and I posted it right away -- too fast, as it turned out I did have a typo in one spot and a wrong word in another, both of which I corrected.

Weird how that works sometimes.

So that means I don't have to think about it today while I'm working, but can give my whole attention to the thrice-damned case I was going to work on yesterday. I want to get that sucker on my supervisor's desk by the end of the day. By noon would be better, which is part of the reason I'm going in early. If I can get some of the daily routine work out of the way, then I'll have a chance of finishing that case. It's probably not as complicated as I'm fearing; most of the work has already been done; I really just need to do the final calculations and the letters and write out the data entry.

At least...that's what I'm hoping, anyway.

Right. Time to go clean the car off now that it's been running for a few minutes.
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Happy birthday, [personal profile] opakele! I don't know if you read FB anymore, so I thought I'd catch you here....
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liripoop: In early academic costume, the long tail of a graduate's hood. Adaptation of medieval Latin liripipium. [Sir James Murray's New English Dictionary, 1908]

Leripoops, certain old-fashion'd shooes, tipt with horn and ty'd up to the knees with silk ribbons or silver chains. [Edward Phillips's New World of English Words, 1706]


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