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Dog: Oh boy oh boy, a ride in the truck!
Humans: *park truck, get out, call dog*
Dog: *peers out suspiciously*
Human #1: *bodily removes dog from truck*
Dog: ACK ACK ACK DIRT ACK.
Human #1: You are a dog. You LIKE dirt.
Humans: *head for park trail*
Dog: ACK ACK ACK ACK WET DIRT ACK.
Human #2: You are a dog, and furthermore, you're part labrador. Labradors love water.
Dog: DO NOT WANT.
Humans: *walk briskly*
Dog: *sulks*
Humans: *stop to rest on park bench*
Dog: Awesome, a park bench! Here, I'll sit between you so you can both pet me.
Human #2: *bodily removes dog from park bench*
Dog: *sulks harder*
Humans: *resume walking up trail*
Dog: STAIRS! RELATIVELY FREE OF DIRT! YAY! I stop here now.
Humans: *insist that dog keep walking*
Dog: *tiptoes fastidiously onto dirt*
Humans, together: KEEP MOVING.
Dog: YOU ARE SO MEAN. I HATE YOU.
Humans: *eventually get tired and decide to return to truck*
Dog: *bestows dirty looks upon humans at every opportunity*
Humans: *unlock truck, slide seat forward so dog can enter*
Dog: *leaps into passenger seat*
Humans, together: ERROR.
Dog: *remains in passenger seat, looking smug*
Human #1: *bodily removes dog from passenger seat*
Human #2, to dog: Try again.
Dog: *grumpily climbs into back seat*
Humans: *get into truck and drive away*
Dog: IS SO HARD TO BE THE DOG.

I decided to take a nap around 1 p.m. today. I got up briefly around 3 to take care of a few things, and then laid back down because I was still so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open.

I just woke up about half an hour ago, and I will probably go back to bed after I eat something. And mind you, this is AFTER I got a solid ten hours of sleep last night.

This is the price I pay for pushing through a fibro flare. When I was younger and hadn't been diagnosed, much less figured out how to manage it, I slept around the clock on a distressingly regular basis. These days I usually pace myself well enough that I can at least remain upright and semi-productive during a flare.

At least I have the consolation of knowing that it really has been an insane couple of weeks. We've been working like mad to get our new shipping system in place and working, and on top of that I've been doing production at about twice my usual volume so we can get at least three or four weeks worth of website updates prepped before we head back east. I've also been doing insane amounts of socializing, and yesterday I modeled for Heather, which was both awesome and exhausting. So it's no surprise that I'm drop-dead exhausted at this point.

Tags: fibro, health, work
Current Location: Seattle, WA

elisem is having a prototype auction at the moment. Some very nifty stuff in there, including one necklace that I have always loved. Must go consult finances to see if I can afford to bid on it.

And speaking of Elise, I got Thunder Baby and Great-Grandmother's Knowledge in the mail yesterday. I snagged them a few weeks back in celebration of having sold the most complicated necklace I've ever made.

Thunder Baby is even niftier in person than in the photos, and I am full of squee at finally getting an Elisian sculptural piece. The hairtoy is utterly gorgeous, and I am doing a bit of beta-testing for her, seeing how it works on dreadlocks with various types of attaching-hardware.

We saw Vienna Teng again last night. Fantastic show. She had a beautiful grand piano and her trio -- cellist, violinist, and a truly remarkable percussionist -- and it was every bit as brilliant as the show we caught back in Cambridge last summer.

Current Location: Seattle, WA

When we left on this trip, I had one tiny bookcase of books. I gave away about half of my library before we left New York, and talked various friends into storing the rest for me. We couldn't really spare the space, but the thought of living for six months or a year without books was intolerable. We found space for our tiniest bookcase, and I packed it as tightly as I could with the 30-odd books I'd decided to bring with me.

Ten months later, my library has tripled in size. The bookcase is still packed, and there are stacks of books under my workbench, on the dog's crate, next to the bed, out in the truck, in front of the bookcase. I've been frugal in my acquisitions, kept to ebooks as much as possible, and yet they still accumulate, a few here, a few there, from used bookstores and thrift stores and friends around the country. Last night two more came home with me.

By the end of this trip, we'll likely have four times as many books as when we set out, and even that seems like far too few.

Tags: book!, great american roadtrip
Current Location: Seattle, WA

Richard Shindell's version of Born in the USA is quite possibly the most awesome rock cover ever. Springsteen with bitterness and bouzouki? Brilliance.

(The entire album is pretty damn brilliant, for that matter. I was originally skeptical, given that it's his songwriting that really grabs me and this album is entirely covers, but he's done an amazing job with them.)

Current Location: Seattle, WA
listening to: : Richard Shindell, South of Delia

Some of my jewelry is going off on a journey of its own. Participants wanted!

I just got thirty-four POUNDS of beads.

(Okay, a few of those pounds were packing materials and tools. But mostly beads.)

There was not enough room on my workbench to unpack all of them at once. I've been unpacking and sorting and putting them away for over an hour, and I've only gotten through maybe a quarter of the shipment.

Tags: good things, squee!, work

oh, YAY. Whele trying to keep a fibro flare under control, the thing I really wanted to do today was wake up at 6 a.m. because our gas detector was going off. And then spend four hours trying to figure out if we have a gas leak or if it's broken.

(We're still not sure, which means we have no stove or hot water at the moment.)

I have been in rather bad pain for something like a week now, and it's pretty clearly no longer a case of "slept funny last night." Don't know yet if it's just a particularly bad fibro flare or a new RSI, but using the computer is definitely aggravating it. Therefore, I'm going to try restricting myself to half an hour or less (which is about the bare minimum for me to keep up with work) of computer use for the next week and see what happens.

If you need to reach me, call. If you see me on AIM, please scold me roundly and tell Amy to take away my internet access.

Back in a few days, hopefully.

Tags: ow.