Various and Sundry are working for a living...

If I get one more "news" update about Tiger Woods, I'm canceling my subscription to CNN alerts. Seriously, people. It's Not News.

Was up this morning at oh-cold-early and walked to the market to buy coffee and, hey, while I was there, the fixings for chicken stew. Mmmm, stew. Then home, and right into Word War.

[for those of you wondering, or who were interested but forgot, the 'invite' gets posted at http://community.livejournal.com/toonowrimo/. All levels welcome, so long as you're there to work, not goof off. Goofing off is for the break periods]

Morning gave me 1,000 new words, am hoping to at least do that this afternoon, plus Other Writings.

Darling d'jour: "I didn’t ask what the fatae did with their dead; I suspected asking would be rude, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to know, anyway. J always said that sex and burial traditions were where most cultural misunderstandings happened."


Things researched today: cogeneration buildings, CD rates, roping knots, myself (an ego-google to track down pirates). Oh, and I am informed that you can get 25% rebate on ALL HQN eBooks until 12/14 at www.omnilit.com & www.allromanceebooks.com. Yes, I presume that includes Luna titles.

You're welcome. :-)



Meanwhile, clingy kitteh is being clingy (it always amazes people who think Pandora is aloof to see how much a momma's girl she is) and I am informed the UPS man is bringing my Brand!New!Knife! (and cutting board) today. Hrm. I think there may be Cooking, tonight. Or at least, chopping and mincing. Chicken stew, and gingered-squash soup. Yes.

I need an icon for "cozy-in-writing-burrow."

Oh, NY Senate, you had a chance to make history in a good way, for once...

Damn it damn it damn it. NY Marriage Equality Act failed, 24-38.

What the %^&* is wrong with those of you senators who voted no?

The amendment was very simple: Any legal adult of sound mind could marry any other legal adult of sound mind, and no clergyperson could be pressured or forced into presiding over the ceremony.

So the sanctity of the religious organizations who don't want to include gays within their sacraments is preserved, and those who see only good in two people joining together to love, cherish and care for each other in the eyes of the State are free to officiate, and local businesses get a cash infusion from the wedding trade to aid the economy. It's all good, and fair, and the only reasons I can think for someone to vote no would be

a) if they believe that their religious views and morals trumps someone else's, and to hell with separation of Church and State
or
b) they're bigots who can't bear to let someone they consider inferior have equal rights.
or
c) both a+b


To the 24 senators who voted yes -- you are mensches, and proof that we are not forever stuck in the mire of hatred and fear that seems too often to consume us. I thank you.


EtA: and as per my earlier entry, although I got two Tiger Woods updates from CNN this morning -- not a word about today's vote or the results. CNN, you FAIL. And you're gone from my e-newsfeed.

warning: I kinda got cranky...

( More politics behind the cut )

EtA: I should not try to improve my mood by having a piece of fudge mid-afternoon. Sugar rush comes after protein, Gilman, not before.... *feels ill, crashes*

If it weren't for psychology would I know anything was wrong?

And now, having allowed myself to get worked up and let down in a relatively short time, my brain has decided that of course it's time to have a fit of Oh Woes teh Career sux nobody fangrrls/boys me never gonna be (fill in blank).

And I made it worse by having a small but deadly piece of fudge on an empty stomach. Gilman, thy moniker is "Idiot."

As my therapist once said, it would be easier if I actually was manic/depressive. Instead, I maintain a normally even keel, with occasional short, tight rebounds where I know if I just sit tight my sense of humor will recover, my emotional balance will return, and I'll be fine.

As High Maintenance Dramatic Creative Types go, I'm not very dramatic at all, and pretty much self-maintaining. I feel like I failed, somehow.

*removes tongue from cheek embedment*


On the plus side, my knife arrived and it is shiny! and fits perfectly in my hand, and there is butternut squash soup and savory chicken stew filling up the freezer, and I have brand new 300+ count sheets to sleep in, and there is red wine to have with the brown rice and steak for dinner, and I wrote another 2,000+ new words I'm pleased with and did research for the short story I'm not writing yet.

And I no longer want to beweep my outcast state (although I might yet change my state with kings)


So I guess my balance is back. Sometimes it's good to be predictable.