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    • CommentTimeDec 19th 2011
    Definitely marry a woman that makes fun of your clothing. Keeper, keeper, keeper.

    Got offered a great apartment. Signing the lease tomorrow morning. Yippee!
    Also heard back from one of my academic references; gonna meet up with her sometime next month, with luck.

    Also, found these at the thrift store (plus Scritti Politti on vinyl!):
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    My fever is two degrees lower than it was when I woke up this morning. So that's good.

    Also, I got emailed from a friend that she got us tickets for Die Antwoord in February, so that's awesome.
    • CommentTimeDec 19th 2011
    I made something! A heat pack!

    Filled with brown rice and DAMN, put this in the microwave for a minute and it's just amazing for my back. Was a good exercise, as this was my second time using a sewing machine (the first was yesterday to see if it actually works). Kinda proud of myself!
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    @sellmeyoursoul: After a little bit of wikipedia and google, I see it's a fad from the 80s. Not that bad actually. Now the trousers with the front pleats? Instant turn off. It creates a horrible shape and silhouette and yet it's considered basic men's dress wear.

    As for me, the new co-worker is catching onto things quickly and has an easygoing personality.

    @oldhat: Nice heatpack! Loving the cloth you picked. And you can do straight lines well! (I can't. I know.) The zigzag stitch (and the zigzag scissors) are good for preventing the cloth/threads from fraying (if you want to go a different route than sewing a second line an inch (cm?) outside of the inner pattern. (My mom sews, so I grew up sewing, kind of.)
    • CommentTimeDec 21st 2011
    Some time ago, a facebook friend who also happens to be a curator for one of the bigger and better gallery spaces in Salt Lake made an open plea on facebook for people with gallery experience to come and help put up a show last minute. I went and helped for 4 hours or so, enjoying every minute of it.
    Today I noticed a piece of mail on my kitchen counter addressed to me from this particular art center. Inside is a check for $40. Completely unexpected. I've been very stressed about money, and honestly have no clue how I'm going to pay my portion of rent for the last couple months before summer starts. I cried happy tears. I still don't know where I'll get what I need for the future, but that made me happy.

    Also, I've gotten more attention from various young men in the last week or so then I have in months. So that's been nice.
    • CommentAuthorSteve Toase
    • CommentTimeDec 21st 2011 edited
    December contains Christmas, our lasses birthday, my birthday and new year's eve, so always feels like a good time for reflection. What a year. I've been self employed making an OK living for a year now. This has given me a chance to really ramp up my writing. In the past year I've had over thirty stories accepted and won prizes in a couple of competitions.

    I wanted to say cheers to Texture for his support and accepting three pieces of Flash Fiction for Weaponizer.

    I'd also like to ask you to pay Sein und Werden a visit. Rachel Kendall has accepted three of my stories (The next one, Abraded Butterflies, will be published in January.)

    Also, if you've got time, have a look at Beautiful Scruffiness. A print magazine based in the North East, they have just released their latest magazine, which has great production values and some cracking new writing. Horagalles by Thomas Hendry is one of my favourite short stories this year.

    These are some of the people supporting new fiction writers at the moment, and have really given me support this year.

    Have a great solstice everyone

    All these people
    • CommentTimeDec 21st 2011
    We received a very generous gift from my wife's uncle, and we're going to put it to use on house goods.
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    bwa ha ha ha. as the darkest night lifts, so does the doom. Yes, at dawn I discovered that the amazing (and swoony) guitarist from the current Psychic TV line up emailed me, remembered meeting me, loves my photographs, thanked me, friend requested me, and made one of my photographs his default.

    Also... and completely unrelated... cute boys.
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    @Rachael - Get down with your bad self!
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    < from back a page ago about tucking my shirt in...

    no idea why I feel the need to explain this...

    but Yeah. I had this habit of wearing my favorite band tshirt, tucked into my blue jeans, with the bottoms cuffed, complete with combat boots or chuckies, and wearing my tradional punk rock studded belt. *sighs* If I tucked in my shirt you couldn't see my belt or one of my several belt buckles. Also had faded green mohawk to with it.

    This was 1) before I turned 30, 2) before I was re-hired by the Feds, and 3) before I had a girlfriend to dress me.

    Now I tend to wear whatever shirt from ThinkGeek I have on at the moment, jeans (no shirts tucked) my navy pea-coat, cabby hat, and full on Warren beard.
      CommentAuthorCat Vincent
    • CommentTimeDec 22nd 2011 edited
    Vast sigh of relief here...

    Part of the ongoing divorce/house sale saga has been that US and UK tax law treat sale of sole domicile very differently. In UK it's not taxed, in US it is.

    Short form, as it affects me: house sale pays for my divorce settlement from my ex-to-be. But the house had to be transferred to my name from hers before end of this year (& house sold next year) to avoid me getting hit with $150,000-plus US tax liability (and, as a Brit, that whole no-taxation-without-representation sucked bad enough before the divorce...).

    Thank fuck the house transfer cleared today. So; the house sells January, Decree Absolute kicks in on 27th of Jan... and thus my Beloved & I should be moved out by my birthday (Groundhog Day).

    And I pray to whatever gods listen that next year doesn't suck as hugely as this.
    • CommentTimeDec 22nd 2011
    Done. Fucking done with these holidays.

    Last of the shopping is finished and work is over (ending with a wonderful French dinner of Grilled chicken, ratatouille (which I MUST learn how to make!) and frites with a lovely sauvignon blanc to go with it.

    Got gifts from coworker (surprise, it was beer gift packs!) and got to see my best friend so I could give her her Birthday gift.

    When all that was done, I headed over to the Burger Bar where I attended the launch of Snowman Gluten-Free beer which was better than most of the gluten-free beers I've tasted (though still needs refining). I hope to set up an interview with the owners in the new year.

    And now I'm home. My AMAZING Vagina Dentata panties from Glukkake came in the mail, I have a Mill St. Coffee Porter in a snifter glass, and I'm preparing for a relaxing viewing of Wrath O' Khan.

    Tomorrow I'm heading off to the cottage, where internet will be minimal. I won't be on here until the 30th, but will be around on twitter, facebook and e-mail (the only things my phone can access). So to everyone on here, I love you and have a happy holidays.
    • CommentTimeDec 24th 2011
    Lots of family/heavy socializing day. Mom's cousins and uncle were in from Mexico so of course we had a big dinner and talked and shared etc. Felt comfy. They were here mostly to see mom so it was perfectly fine to disappear to my room, write a blog & listen to podcasts & clean.

    Have a corner almost tidy, cousins are nice and I don't think I pissed them off, mom is not on my case about being rude and I wrote for a bit and cleared out some tabbed sites.

    Funny mental crossed-wires moment: They're from Mexico so they speak Spanish primarily. I'm fluent so that's not a problem. The funny thing is, the Japanese is creeping in for basic functionality and a couple of times I said "arigato" when I should have said "gracias." Heh. Object concepts.
    • CommentTimeDec 24th 2011
    That happened to me when I was taking German; it got dumped in with my Spanish into one big Language Folder in my brain.
    • CommentAuthorRictus
    • CommentTimeDec 24th 2011
    The future is some kind of bastard pijin. Japanese, English... its all good.
    • CommentTimeDec 24th 2011
    Cityspeak! That's the street language of Los Angeles in Blade Runner. Nearly there with Future Edward James Olmos. }:>
    • CommentTimeDec 24th 2011
    So it's christmas eve in the coffeeshop and as you'd expect it's pretty quiet.
    I've got most of the shopping done and the last things can be got from the night shop on the way home.
    Tomorrow we'll be round at a friends' house with all the other waifs and strays of our amsterdam crew. I'm bringing yorkshire puddings and pigs in blankets, as well as doing the smoked salmon and scrambled eggs to get us all started.I'm probably gonna miss the main dinner as i have to be at work by four but I'll catch up with them all (hopefully with a turkey sandwich) later on at the sunday night dubstep party.
    It'll be nice to spend the day with my friends, it's been a lot of years since I've spent it with my family and I feel I should try to remedy this. I'll be an uncle for the first time next year which seems a great reason to visit the island. On a side note, a mate from scotland forwarded me a link from the bbc claiming the area my folks live is the most desirable in england. A more blatant example of bullshit marketing by the sellers of mortgages I'm sure I never seen. I couldn't wait to leave the area and would hate to move back there, but each to their own I guess.
    Anyway I'm rambling now so I'll be off. Hope everyone gets through the holidays in one piece and @ Rachael, many happy returns, I hope you have a nice birthday and I wish you happiness for your coming year.
    merry merriness.
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    There are no words to adequately describe Christmas in prison.

    ETA: My inmates smuggled goods & made jailhouse tamales. I'd like to tell you they were very good and spicy, but of course I didn't have any since that would mean I condoned their illegal activity, and of course I do not...
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    Thank you kindly @nelzbub!

    Last night I decided to pretend I wasn't sick,sought out whitechapel folks but failed, and instead wandered over to 24 hour burger place on the lower east side, where a fellow I know works the overnight, and who happens to have a birthday of Christmas Day. We commiserated. I just sat and drank tea til dawn, and it was nice to have company, and it was warmer than my apartment would have been (the heat goes off at night). I have just been visited by a friend who dropped off some antibiotics for me. I hope that they kick in by the evening so I can perhaps go out and not feel so miserable with a throat that hurts to swallow and lungs that hurt to breathe. YAY! I have hope!
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    My mother-in-law overshot the Christmas foods by about five people. I just might die. The emergency pants, they do nothing.

    I'm going to go to bed and curl up next to my stomach, spooning gently and whispering sweet nothings into my navel. And the stomach replies "purlurlurlur". <3

    Ah, Christmas.

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