May 25, 2006

"You Know," She Remarked,

"you do look beautifully put together."

It was nice to hear, especially since I was wearing black velour sweatpants and flipflops, and had barely decided to wear makeup yesterday, crappy as I was feeling.

Most of the time my mother regards me as awfully vain for wanting to bathe every day and wear makeup when I go out: it disrupts her schedule. It takes too long.

But on a day I've invested nearly nothing in my appearance, it's a nice surprise when she says a thing like that.

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Full Slate Today.

Errands galore, and tonight is writer's group—so I need to crank out a little bit of fiction. Therefore, you may not hear too much from me until I get that 11:00 p.m. energy surge and check in to obsess about Some. Urgent. New. Thing.

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May 24, 2006

Diagnostic Time.

Lunch with my mother. I talked mostly about myself. We came up with theories about my stomach problems, including:

1) inflammation of my appendix, with fun times ahead of me;

2) an ulcer;

3) some exotic cancer (perhaps the first of its type);

4) pain resulting from alien abduction and resulting abdominal probe (up-to-date Martians have appently gotten bored with the lower intestines and are moving up the old digestive system);

5) "Welcome to middle-age, Babe: you're fat and you get tummy aches. Deal."

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Okay. We Can Play Doctor.

Wait; that sounded wrong. I was convinced it was the flu until I failed to get any body aches. So my symptoms are occasional vague feelings of nausea and gassiness, along with:

-dizzy spells every 48 hours or so;

-near-constant discomfort all along the front of my torso, from right below my boobs nearly down to my pelvis;

-bloating (e.g., I'm wearing sweatpants because anything with a waistband is uncomfortable).

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Harrell's Done

. . . with the GOP. He has a few points, of course. And, as usual, his writing is exquisite.

Ultimately he is wrong in his conclusions, and very right in a couple of his premises.

Via Feisty Republican Whore, who alerted the Cotillion via e-mail. Arguments ensued about: 1) the merits of Jeff's arguments; 2) the prevalence of his state of mind; and 3) which among us is entitled to call him "my Jeffypoo." (Several, it turns out. Men are such sluts.)

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May 23, 2006

Of Course, My System Is Still a Mess.

Probably an obscure symptom of peri-menopause, because of the way the stomach upset comes and goes. It's likely that my hormones have gone kerflooey, and taken my erstwhile iron-clad constitution with 'em. Oh, well: some people live like this their entire lives.

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Boy. Suddenly, Publishing is Hot Again.

This is the first time in some time I've run out of business cards at an event like this. And the first time I've had cocktail-hour chit-chat turn into a quasi-interview right on the spot.

I'm also hearing from potential clients through other means of networking. It looks like the client I had to "release" during the mistake-job era has already been made up for. And, of course, I could end up getting that one back anyway.

Plus, a lot of the "slow payers" are sending me checks I'd given up hope on. So not only do I have great prospects—I'm not nearly as cash-poor right now as I thought I'd be.

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Out Tonight

. . . to the Flacks and Hacks party. I have to be the extraverted Joy. How tiresome.

But I need business cards—they're like oxygen to me—so off I go.

I haven't yet fully recovered from last week's mini-flu/upset stomach (exacerbated by the waiting-to-be-fired thing on Friday), so no gin for me, either. Strictly tonic and lime.

On the other hand, these things are always held in fascinating places: cute bars discovered by the folks at Media Bistro. It's generally worth going for that alone.

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May 22, 2006

Reynolds on the Idiocy

. . . of managers who restrict access to the web, making any quick research question a long, involved process that entails getting permission to enter ordinary URLs on your browser.

There's more to managing, he suggests, than simply making sure your employees look busy. Well. One would think. Of course, there are some extraordinarily poor managers out there.

I know my page views go up during the week, and simply assume that my posts go particularly well with a cup of coffee and a cheese Danish—or whatever people are having on their mid-morning breaks these days.

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Insty and Dr. Helen

. . . interview Mary Cheney about her new book, Now It's My Turn.

Nice to see her abandon the low-profile approach I've always admired, yet been somewhat frustrated by. I've been so curious about her story.

Glenn:

Unlike some people, we actually spend most of our time talking about the non-gay parts! And, shockingly, that's actually most of the book. Who knew?

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Boston.

End of July/beginning of August.

I'll be travelling alone, so I'll consider any money-saving tips that don't involve either sharing a room or giving up internet access.

Why? Well, you know: it's hard to drop by if you aren't in the neighborhood. And how else would I see my friends?

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May 21, 2006

Thank you,

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. We owe you so much. Happy birthday.


(And thank you Google, for letting me know. But that doesn't mean I'm not still mad. "I hate myself for lovin' you.")

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"Will the excess of fat on your American bones . . ."

"cushion the impact as you sink like a stone?"

Whatever, by the way, happened to Crowded House?

I loved that song: after all, Americans do run to excess on many matters. I maintain that we are amateurs when it comes to drinking (our Skid Row bums, for example, cannot out-drink Europeans, Aussies or Kiwis), but other than that we're exuberant bundles of excess.

We overeat, overwork and overplan.

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My Husband Tells Me

. . . that I stop at horse crossings, but only slow down for stop signs.

I've explained that I can tell when there's another vehicle at a stop sign, and when there is not. But a stop sign in and of itself is very unlikely to jump out into the street in front of my car, causing a collision.

Whereas large mammals (horses, deer, humans) will do that every now and again.

He appears unconvinced. Which leads me to believe the Sheriff's deputies will likewise be a bit skeptical, should any of them observe my unorthodox approach . . .

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The Birds Sound So Strange Up Here.

One of them made a whistling noise the reminded me of a tea kettle just as the water is beginning to simmer.

Another produces a sound very like a dial tone, but louder—as if through a speaker phone.

I've lived up here for nine and a half years, and have never learned the names of our flora and fauna. (Can one say "fauna" WRT birds? Someone check for me.)

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"My Life Is an Open Book."

What are the advantages? Disadvantages? Discuss.

There is a school of thought out there to the effect that bloggers disclose too much about their private lives. Yet because a lot of them have dealt with the demons in their closets, many of them seem extraordinarily well-adjusted to me.

I believe in privacy. As a matter of fact, I hold those who violate it in deep contempt. But the confessional style of writing has a huge fan base, and those who indulge in it online seem stronger to me than most, in a bunch of ways.

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Ad Time!

Now that I'm producing actual entries, you can buy blogads from me again. Yippee!

Or those of you who are earning steadily could just send me some dough, since I'm going to be doing a little outreach, and it's lovely to have "seed money" in the business account for same.

As usual, certain people are prohibited from contributing, because they live too close to the edge as it is. And they know who they are.

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May 20, 2006

So I Was Telling Some of My DA Friends About Getting Fired.

"Would it be fair," one of the older women there asked me, "to say it was a blessing in disguise?"

"No, it wouldn't," I responded. "There was no disguise involved. None whatsoever. Pure blessing."

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May 19, 2006

Excellent News.

I got fired.

And, I'm being perfectly sincere: it's the best thing that could have happened. I'll explain later, but right now I'm dancing around, celebrating my newfound freedom.

I have May pole up in the living room. I know it's a bit late, and it turns out that it's particularly challenging for one person to dance around a May pole by herself, aided only by her husband—when he's awake.

But I'm managing just fine.

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May 17, 2006

Political Prisoners in the United States.

I know we have 'em. How many are there?

Are there any who are behind bars for reasons other than the "War on Drugs"? Not many, I imagine.

Just askin' the question.

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