Tuesday not_ded update.

[corrvin]

Work: Business is booming, I've been working extra hard and doing a bit of new stuff, and getting to organize things from the start, which really helps. I even almost caught up last night, meaning that I wasn't behind but only had the ongoing projects to work on.

Home: We got the dishwasher installed (er, Raven did it, really) and it works nicely. I've done a small amount of cooking this week, and eaten a lot of rice and beef and tortillas.

Crafty stuff: I have a hat on the needles, which will be it until fall, since the weather has officially warmed up now. I'm working out a plan to make some pants that will fit me decently, since I seem to be changing size from week to week (and not really in the good way, in the totally bizarre way). Mostly it's that I gain and lose weight exactly in the area where the waistband goes, so even a pound or two fluctuation means stuff doesn't sit right.

Game stuff: I keep meaning to log in and play Rift, and might do that tomorrow morning. Learning curve is a real bitch for me, and it's hard for me to pick up a new game. But there's nothing wrong with poking around and learning your way at your own speed, so I reckon I'll get after that.

On a related note, I deleted my Second Life account. Without going into details, I apparently had vastly different expectations from the folks who invited me to participate, and we'll leave it at that. I mean, there's related emotional stuff, but nothing I really ought to talk about, and certainly not now.

The really good bright spot of the week is a fanfic I found recced on TVTropes, "Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality" (link is to the author's page on Fanfiction.net, which may have popups). This is the funniest thing I've read in ages and had me giggling until I wheezed by chapter 5.

McGonagall slowly turned to look at Harry, her expression chilly. "I leave you alone for five minutes. Five minutes, Mr. Potter, by the very clock."

"I was only joking around," Harry protested, as the sounds of hysterical laughter went on nearby.

"Draco Malfoy said in front of his father that he wanted to be sorted into Gryffindor! Joking around isn't enough to do that!" McGonagall paused, breathing heavily. "What part of 'get fitted for robes' sounded to you like please cast a Confundus Charm on the entire universe!"

"He was in a situational context where those actions made internal sense -"

Comments

[seryn]

You've told me some of what happened with the SL people. I'm sorry that has sucked for you.

You saw how people told me I need a better class of yarn people? Well, I think you could use a friend upgrade too. When you figure out how to spend Whuffie points on that, please let me know, k?

Thanks for reccing that story. I'm enjoying it. I am really enjoying being able to read it on my Kindle so I can pull the covers over my head.