Psychotomy

So, I’ve got http://attriel.psychotomy.net/crypt/ but since i got distracted it fell into disuse. And I’m thinking about reviving it, probably kickbooting it and starting it over.

I’ve also been thinking of expanding it beyond just crypto, so I can have a few other topics that I can toss up when I don’t feel like doing a big crypto breakdown (the current lull happened because of the freakin’ length of doing a DES encryption ; in the future, I think I’d break it up …)

That said, I’m thinking of flipping that blog to one of the hosting sites. Either wordpress.com, because I’m used to WP here, or google’s blog thing (blogspot/blogger). Big downer — the name I wanted is taken. Which certainly gives some power to the concept of setting it up myself (and on both sites, the blog that takes my preferred name is totally devoid ; default when you make a new blog). So either way I need a new url if i want to use it there. The benefit of moving, however, is two fold –

1) if i decide I don’t want to keep up the server anymore, I’ll have to move everything anyway.
2) Both have a default bar at the top of the screen for “go to next random blog”, which would allow for more visibility

Staying local …

1. From what I can tell, I think i get much better command over how the layout is built. Not that I do that much with my layouts, but the option
2. I get the name I want …

In general, I think I’m talking myself back around to local, just for the control I’d have. So that’ll end up waiting until I finish the server rebuild, I think.

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I love the addams family. The episode where Morticia and Gomez (and the rest of the family) are all concerned about Pugsley starting to display strange tendencies. “Think of it. Our son, walking around in … in … in a BOY SCOUT UNIFORM!”

I saw him playing with a bat the other day!
That’s not so bad
No, a BASEBALL bat
*gasp*

And the thing is … I can totally see this being us and Des in a few years. Except for the part where “*sigh* He’s playing with .. . with … a p-u-p-p-y!” :o

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OK, so, I ride Metro (mass transit) every morning for work. And every day, there’s always some moron who walks up to the pay turnstile, STOPS, and spends 5 minutes rooting through their bags b/c it has JUST occurred to them that they need the pass to get on.

Now, these people are foolish. But I’ll admit, occasionally I’ve come up to the stile and suddenly remembered I needed to take out my card. and if it’s not in my shirt pocket where I keep it these days, I STEP ASIDE to let other people through whilst I look.

But the real morons are the ones at the other end. In DC you pass your card to get on, and then to get off. Because it’s set up with variable fares depending on how much of the system you traversed. Different from most places, I’ll grant. But the daily commuters who get off, walk up to the exit stile, AND STOP TO DIG THROUGH THEIR BAGS TO FIND THEIR PASS??? WTF? Hello? You do this every day! what, you figured “oh, the last 4 years were a fluke. Today they’ll have changed the system so I don’t need to scan out” ??? WTF? Sure, you put it in your pocket, you need to get it back out. But WHY did you put it back in your billfold, put that in your purse, and then bury your purse at the bottom of your gymbag??? WTF?

This has been brought to you by the fact that it has been pointed out that i named the site”daily gripes” and usually talk about K or Des and do very little bitching lately. This was, obviously, pointed out by the one person who reads this site :o

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so, my depression is getting worse again i think.

which is too bad, since we’re getting less winter and more sun lately. which means it’s NOT just ‘winter blues’. Not that my psych talks to me. Gonna need to look up a new one of those. I may even have to go so far as to *shudder* go to therapy rather than just getting meds. Of course, since i don’t think I’d necessarily be reasonable with “tell me how you feel”, and I don’t think it’s real effective that way :/

But since mine has quit talking to me, just hands out a 3mo scrip. I’m not even sure he heard the part where I told him we had a baby. And frankly he seems to not be 100% on what meds I’m on. Which is funny, since he’s got the file in front of him and can read the damned list of what i’ve been on. last time, though, he asked if I was still taking the welbutrin. Which I haven’t taken in over a year.

Balances with the fact that his billing department handed me a month overdue bill last time i was there. they never bothered to mail me a copy. when i asked the desk, she insisted it was billing, she just sits at the desk. when i called billing, they insisted that it wasn’t their fault that i didn’t get it. OF course, the bill was because the insurance company told them i didn’t have coverage. This was the company in November. For an appt in sep 06. Gee, i’m on my 4th since then, you THINK it might be different? when i pointed that out, they weren’t sure they could get the old information, but they’d try (hello? HIPAA requires you to have that information still)

THAT company has now denied the claim, because THEY have rules on promptness of billing. And 18months later, apparently, didn’t fall within those limits. Haven’t received a new bill yet, but then I don’t have another appt for two more months nearly.

So yeah, maybe I need a new doc. One where I don’t get depressed dealing with them :o And I’m almost positive I need new meds. Bleah.

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So, the other day I was thinking, and that always leads to bad things. Honestly. That’s bad.

And it came to me … Jiminy Cricket is really kindofa Christ figure.

Seriously. He decends, tells Pinnochio how to live and be good. When he’s ignored, P falls from grace, reverting to the habits and life (and body) of an animal. Then he calls for Jiminy, accepts salvation, and is restored.

And speaking of, this morning one of the folks at the office was putting peeps up on their cubicle … a discussion ensued about getting some popsicle sticks to crucify them. Which led to using sprinkles for a crown of thorns. Then there was discussion about a jewish family inviting over a friend’s family to introduce their children to easter in a “non scary manner” … which, frankly, as we discussed it … what part of easter is there for jews? the crucifying of someone?

(actually, there’s passover there somewhere, but it’s not technically easter, then)

it was a big day for crucifictions, honestly. and they reminded me of the cricket thing. I shouldn’t be allowed to stop and think :o

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I just haven’t felt like posting much lately.

The crypto blog is still waiting for an update from november (partially b/c i’m like 10% through and it’s HUGE, so i was trying to think of how to hone it down and keep it detailed) ; kitchen dragons is behind half a dozen recipes from January.

There’s been a bunch of things I wanted to post here, too, and just didn’t get to

Of course, i’m about to run this update right off the page by making various other updates, but whatever

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Can’t keep this!

…

well, hell, now i feel compelled to find the words to the song and do up at least a verse or two … bah. if i had that kindof followthrough it wouldn’t've been three weeks sincei last posted.

Last weekend was “Massively Cleaning Weekend” Mom in law was up to help me organize/clean. spent friday evening buying stuff, sunday day too. most of saturday, sunday evening, and monday morning were me doing this that and the other fucking thing trying to clean up, clean out, and generally make the basement functionally useful.

mom boxed the books whilst I went through the big room and tried to break things down to get more space to work and piled up boxes to get them out of the middle of the floor. later i put in an overhead garage rack in the unfinished room, and DAMN that wa a pain in the ass. the water drainage pipes run through where i needed to go, the power line to the stove runs through where i was putting in a screw (i stopped a good 1/4″ from electrocuting myself, i think), and i spent most of 4 hours sitting on top of hte freezer in the basement so i could reach the fucking ceiling. ARGH. and then, to top it off, the suitcases didn’t fit as nicely as hoped (the aforementioned pipe). got a decent amount on it, but not as much as i’d've liked

monday was me playing in the attic trying to organize thigns a bit and put down boards to provide “flooring” to put boxes on, at a later date. b/c during that whole stacking of boxes thing earlier? the boxes i knew were going to the attic or such, i put those on the bottom. that way we could get to the rest of them … oops.

The basement bookshelves produced ~20 boxes of books, maybe more since hardbacks pack badly. ~1000 books. Which is actually less than I thought there were :o At this point, 5 boxes are packed for donationware, ~8 boxes are back on the shelves already.

Beyond that, the unfinished room and the big room produced a huge pile of trash. I snapped a few pics before I took it out last night, i’ll try to get one up. To give an idea, it took me an hour to haul it all out for trash last night. That was actually last night’s contribution to cleaning. I took all the crap out :o

tonight was moving the 6 boxes of unsorted books upstairs, and 4 boxes of D&D3e books/etc (and some AD&D stuff) to go to the attic this weekend.

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So, last night it was my turn to not feel well :/

We were supposed to be going to a NYE party at a friends, we were packed in the car and ready. and i ended up having to scrap the whole plan b/c i was sick and spend half the evening in the bathroom :(

went to bed at 8:30 or so, feeling better today, so hopefully whatever malicious and vindictive bug it was is only a 24hr flu kindof hting. hopefully :/

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Des has been grabbing hair again of late. So last night, kiir pulled one of the scarves over her head. then i suggested she tie it, so she could use her hands again.

So, she’s sitting there with this red scarf folded (triangled) and then bonneted on her head … and …

attriel: you look like little red robin hood
kiir: Little Red Robbing Hood?
attriel: Uh, yeah! You steal from your rich old grandmother!
kiir: and give it to the poor?
kiir: Poor, not whore!
attriel: You steal from rich grandmothers and give it to whores!
attriel: This is such a blog post

Thinking on it now, I’m not sure it was really that funny. But we about died laughing at it at 11:30 last night :o

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A couple weeks back, we were at my parents with Des, and kiir suggested that we could bring soup for xmas dinner. My parents looked at her like she was nuts. (So, apparently, did I). Actually, first, there was a discussion of Des getting some stuff, like the mashed potatoes mostly, b/c the dressing is likely to be too crisp, although he may get some inner bits (we don’t du stuffing, it’s in a separate pan, because we all like the crispy edges and top and stuff) … he might get some cranberries (and then play with my mom’s white furniture ;) … he certainly isn’t going to be getting any turkey (see the part where I’m allergic to the shit, and he don’t get none til he’s at least 12 maybe 18 mo)

The ‘spuds’ have always been out of a box of flakes, b/c, as my mom recounts, they did 5 lbs of potatoes for 3 of them and fought over hte last spoon. My dad confirms the story, or I’d ignore it entirely. But since we’re not convinced flakes are real potatoes, I said I’d make the damned potatoes, boil, mash, squish squish squish. 10 or 15lbs. So, I might have been looking at her funny about “I’m making 15lbs of mashed potatoes AND bringing baked potato soup???” (although she may have been thinking of the corn chowder not the baked potato).

Later, she pointed out something that I have never really noticed. Things that I would throw a shitfest at her mom about, I take from my parents. Xmas dinner, for the last few years, for me has been: Potatoes. Some dressing, when my mom makes some with v eg broth instead of hte turkey. And leftover fried shrimp. (growing up, xmas eve was fried shrimp ; they still do it, and i basically get my share with xmas since i can’t have the turkey). There’s pies after and such. But basically I get side dishes and random (not very good) leftovers.

Now, it’s a step up from the first year or two when they gave me Tofurkey that they found at some shop. B/c that stuff was vile. But if my Mother-in-Law tried to give me those offerings? I’d come off the wall. I’ve threatened to walk out and drive to a restaurant, before. Hell, I offered my youngest SiL a ride if there was nothing good to eat at the third sisters wedding rehearsal.

Fuck, I made my old job threaten to FIRE ME before I went back and sat through a mandatory lunch meeting b/c I couldn’t eat the offering (I couldn’t eat anything, though, so it’s a little furhter step).

But my parents? I just keep saying OK, and not really liking dinner. Kiir can see it, my parents haven’t noticed or think it’s b/c i want the turkey (don’t get me wrong, I DO want turkey), I guess.

So, I’m taking the foreman grill and a cut of salmon this year. Probably still not doing the soup, b/c I’m still not sure where in the car it’d go with Des, gifts, des’ stuff, kiir, me, and 15lbs of mashed potatoes. Hell, I don’t really know WTF I’m putting 15lbs of potatoes, to be fair :o

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