Archive for the '42' Category

Remembrances: One

Monday, December 13th, 2010

I always knew I’d hear the name Naomi Matsunobu again.  I expected it would be with an announcement of an award, or her curing a disease, or her appointment to the Supreme Court, or something similarly momentous. I didn’t expect it to be with a link to her obituary. I went to school with Naomi, […]

Papers please

Sunday, November 14th, 2010

Since a couple people have asked, after some comments I made here and there… Yes, we did get married. All official like and everything. The bribes offered by the State and Federal government (in the form of tax breaks and less hassle explaining that I could handle medical decisions) were too much incentive. It overwhelmed […]

Free(lance) style

Thursday, September 24th, 2009

So I actually have a writing job that *pays money*. In US dollars even. It’s a one-off software review job, freelance, and it probably won’t even be publicly available (the company seems to provide software reviews as a service to small to medium businesses) but it’s work, with the possibility of this becoming a frequent, […]

Certainty, and a name.

Monday, April 27th, 2009

Postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome. For the last four years, ever since the third trimester of her pregnancy, the Artist has been wondering why she couldn’t hold a pen without trembling, why she couldn’t think, why she was always cold despite constantly sweating…the list goes on and on.   The process of finding answers has been a […]

Survey says…

Friday, January 9th, 2009

…I get to keep my thumb, without surgery.  At least, that’s the thought.  If the symptoms haven’t completely gone away in a week, I go back to check, but it’s looking good at the moment. Tweet

The Day After The Day

Wednesday, January 7th, 2009

I fell asleep with the lights on, and woke up a couple times during the night to check for angry red streaks.  None of those.  But when I finally fully woke up, I took another look at my thumb. My thumb, which had just “normal trauma,” some slight sprain or something when I went to […]

This has been a day.

Monday, January 5th, 2009

So. We’re moving. To Ohio. The Artist is already there, I’m going at the end of January. More on this later. This involves lots of packing. I have done most of the packing. I have gotten stuff out of the house. I’m pretty much finished, which is good, since the rental property wants it back. […]

Karma's Bitch, Chapter 24

Tuesday, November 25th, 2008

So.  I am having to resist the impulse to crawl under my desk and hide. One roommate has gone batshit insane, and has moved out.  Apparently I didn’t keep the parts of the house that no one regularly used, and the kitchen, which realistically only I used, spic and span enough for his tastes.  Never […]

Certainty, and the lack there of.

Wednesday, August 13th, 2008

The Artist’s health has been poor for a while. Constant pain. Alternating insomnia and near narcolepsy. A tremor that has made it realistically impossible for her to draw. There’s a muscle in her back that has literally been in spasm for over a year; on bad days I can pluck it like a guitar string […]

I need new shoes Pt 2: I could cut the stupid with a knife.

Tuesday, April 22nd, 2008

Me: I’m sorry, I have to break the no felony rule. The Artist: Why? Me: Our problem last Thursday night was identified as a missed step in the deployment, rather than a code problem. But one of the contracted developers is saying we should do a complete new build of the code and test that […]