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I wrote 11 pages of SAM fanfic yesterday.  Whenever this obsession lifts, I will be grateful.  I'm also watching "The Practice" and "Boston Legal", the later on DVR so I'll pace myself.  However:
1) Our TV broke - getting a new one cost almost $400.
2) I discovered Fletcher has been peeing on a corner of a large rug.  We were going to get rid of it anyway, but JEEZ.  My dog walker came over, helped me roll it up and put in the room by the freight elevator.  The building guys are going to be so disgusted.
3) Jeff was informed at 1 pm Friday that his office would be moving to 64th Street over the weekend
4) Cleo is going to have to boarded (at $63 a night!) at the vet's because of her continuing medical problems. They're not dire, but we'll be in Dallas Wed-Sun and we can't leave her that long. The bill for the last visit was so large we almost maxed out our low-balance credit card.
5) We got a notice from New York State tax folks that we're getting audit. Apparently this is something they do at random, and we've been picked this year.
6) Speaking of my building guys, I asked one of them if I could leave my TV by the freight elevator. Then I cracked, "I'd like to toss it out the window and watch it smash on the sidewalk".  Big mistake: there were a lot of people in the lobby.  As I walked toward the elevator, I heard a guy say, "What was that?"
7) We're both being bombarded with "restricted" calls on our cells.  According to our service provider, we'd have to pay an additional $10/mo to have them blocked.   Grrrr
8) I want to watch "Okja" on Netflix.  It comes out today.  We don't have Netflix and can't afford it.
9) Time for another round of cancer doctors' appointments.  Bleagh.
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My brother and his family are touring France.  My sister and her family are touring Italy.  My stomach is churning with envy. We can’t afford it. And we’re going to Dallas in JULY for a goddamned convention.  Shit shit shit.

To make matters worse, we have a guy who's going to the convention staying with us for the weekend for a mini-convention on Sunday, and I just blew up in front of him.  Major apologies and groveling will be called for.

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I'm playing some writing music, and the Massive Attack instrumental of "Teardrop" came up.  Now I feel so sad, missing "House", the discussions, the community.  It was such a difficult time in my life, and the House folks got me through it.

art by euclase

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I have been terrible at updating!  Also, how do I add icons? I need "Pink Hitler Approves" and a bunch of others!
Warning: icky medical stuff )

My sister Tessa was here for a few days. She and her kids are traveling to Italy to establish a temporary residence so they can have dual Italian/American citizenship. I would do it but it costs thousands of dollars.  Yesterday we went to the Whitney Museum, a huge museum that relocated downtown.  Beautiful building, lots of excellent exhibits and some real crap.  On a wall where a black artist had done paintings of his service in World War 2, hung a poem by W.H. Auden, September 1, 1939.  It was written the day World War 2 broke out.  It's gorgeous.  taiga_13 will appreciate it.  Here it's hella long..

by W.H. Auden
I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.

Read more... )
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To help make worse assuage my Paul Dano obsession, I found a bunch of like-minded folk on Tumblr.  We formed a little group, which someone nicknamed Paul Dano's Lonely Fan Club Band.  So I've been over there a lot, mostly swapping pictures and analyzing "Swiss Army Man" and other movies. It's been really fun.  All of the various people have different talents, which include making GIFs and researching foreign sites.

IFC Kate McKinnon
Kate McKinnon at the 2016 IFC Awards

Paul laughing

The only way to "chat", if you will, is to reblog, so the same entry gets blogged over and over again.  It's very annoying.  So one person opened a chat last night.  I wasn't around.

This morning I have several personal messages from a more recent member. Seems the live chat went south when another member (who I've also been cultivating through email) basically said she's okay with pedophilia.  When another member was grossed out, it totally went downhill.  So the whole thing's fallen apart.  It was only six of us at the most at any given time, mostly four.

Also, I was becoming friends with this person via email and using her as a beta for some upcoming stories.

For Ellen collapse
This online shit can be so insane.

I feel so sad.  As I said, it was great fun.   Earlier this morning I was chuckling to myself about how Jeff and I have usually called the people I know online my "imaginary friends".  This is one more time when I remember that in many cases, I don't know who I'm dealing with.  Recently I've been reaching out to more friends IRL and doing more, but shit.

Now I have a ton of Paul Dano stuff and nobody to share it with.  Fuck my life.
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I have no idea how to cross-post from LJ to Dreamwidth, so I just cut and pasted.  Let's see how this works.

1) MTV Classic is showing vids from the year I got married.  God, people dressed badly in the 80s!

2) The assisted living place my mom lives had a Seder last night. Jeff went to the Seder, and I had dinner with Mom. She and her tablemates all hate each other...actually more that she hates all her tablemates. We've all asked her why she doesn't move. No answer. Anyway, last night, long story short, events at her table with one of her tablemates led Mom to show me a piece of paper where she had written to this woman, "You were a real downer at lunch", along with a list.  The list was terrible things the other woman had said had happened to her, including being afraid of her father killing her.  My mother was beyond enraged that S had talked about it, and literally screamed in my face.  "Because something happened to you at three means you need to see a psychiatrist twice a week?" etc. She wasn't addressing this to me directly, but for obvious reasons it stirred up a lot of unpleasant emotions. Not to mention that my mother screaming in my face is just unpleasant.

3) We've been doing more cool cultural events.  Went to see Michael Tilson Thomas conduct the San Francisco Symphony at Carnegie Hall.  We were in the cheap seats near the ceiling, but we brought binoculars.  Jeff has a man crush on MTT.  It was Mahler, which I don't enjoy.  I wouldn't go to classical concerts if it wasn't for my husband. He brings a little class to my crass.

4) Jeff read "The Return of 'Sarah'" and thought it was very good, despite finding some of it "cringy" (the kissy stuff).

5) I'm offering The Abortionist's Daughter for 99 cents on Kindle.  It seems only right during the current war on women to offer a historical perspective as well as entertainment.

6) I'm trying to work on writing various pieces.  Procrastination is my co-pilot.

7) Hilson is alive and well on tumblr I'm pleased to see.

8) I've been having a Paul Dano challenge on tumblr with two other women.  We're trying to post the hottest pictures we can find. Don't judge me.  I'm a normal woman, I find Jared P hot,  too!
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My SAM stories have been racking up a decent amount of hits on AO3. The first one, "Dancing And Singing and Farting," will crack 400 in the next day or so.  Not a lot for most fanfic, but I'm very pleased.  There have been a few (very few) reviews, so it was a tremendous pleasure last night when someone reviewed each fic separately, and left this on the last one:

Nice wurds )

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That was the name of the show I did on Wednesday night.  It was so much fun.

No You Tell It 2017
Ken, Erica, Leslie, me

Storytelling and borscht )t.
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I can't wait to do "No, You Tell It!" tonight. On Monday night I rehearsed the other storyteller's piece.  Our styles in both writing and performing are polar opposites.  Jeff's coming, along with his friend Mike. Because I'm old and don't want to wear my glasses, I'm resetting the type to 20 and only 2/3 of the page so I don't have to look down too much.  Whee!


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