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Asmodeus limped into the shop for assessment this morning, *and* I have sent out the EiR packet.

Now, I'm gonna have some breakfast, take a shower, and get on with my day. I'm thinking curry for lunch. Maybe some photography. Later, I'm gonna work on the rest of the EiR packets for this session, and spend some time in the studio. Might even watch some Doctor Who. It's going to be a fine sort of day.

Happy Fill-In-The-Blank Day to everybody! (It's useless to pick a holiday -- too many spawned anti-days and reaction and affirmation days to count. So happy whatever it is you're celebrating today. Me, I'm ambivalent about Valentine's Day. I don't loathe it, but I don't love it, either. We're not celebrating. Or at least, I think we're not. And I kind of hope we're not, because I haven't done anything for anybody, and I hate to be The One That Spoils It...) Thank you to everybody who sent me a little note on the Valentinr thingie -- I'm enjoying reading them this morning. Also, anonymous is a sexy beast.

Anyway, did you miss me yesterday? I was out at a Job Fair, trying to be a good little recruiter. This meant that by the time I got home, I was pretty much exhausted. This thing, where I spend all day 'chatting' with people wears me out. triadruid reminded me this morning that this is because I am an introvert. I forget that sometimes. I have cleverly built for myself a community in which we are always planning something or working on something, or doing something. As long as I can talk about what we're planning or working on or doing together, I can always talk to people and it doesn't drain me at all. I'm an idea person. But if you take me out of my working groups, and put me in a social situation in which I am expected to make small talk or gossip, it's like every word is made of lead and I have to lift it to my lips. Blech. I'm like yesterday's xkcd. Still, I'm doing better, because I have learned by rote some of the Things that People Say, and can call them up most of the time. When I was younger, I just didn't talk unless I had something to say that carried useful information. (I think that meant that I spent my entire sophomore year of high school in complete silence. More people should try that.)

OK, not really. Just teross50. But he's cool, so it counts. Send me valentines!


Get your own valentinr

It occurred to kittenpants and I last night that the threat of the whole "wear green or you'll get pinched" thing wears off sometime in high school. When you're a kid, yes, threatening, but at some point, you start to see the advantage in being pinched. Because, let's face it. If you don't wear green on St. Patrick's Day, and someone pinches you, this is a perfectly good chance to either flirt with them, or deck them. And really, I can sort all the people I know into the categories of "would like to flirt with" or "would like to punch out" with nobody left over. And what's more Irish than that?

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Now, the next goal is to determine what sort of obnoxious things we can get people to do on other holidays of similarly dubious nature. I'm thinking "wear a leek on St. David's Day, or people can throw rocks at you from atop high hills". Or, maybe not.

Also, this is the first (and probably last) ever entry that I have made that made me think, "Man, I wish I had a Welsh Pride icon!" ;)

Some clever Unitarian Jihadist has proposed that October 21st be known as "International Coming Out Like A Pirate Day". Because nothing's funny like crossing the streams. Also, I think there's a sign language joke in here somewhere, but I'm not sure how to get to it.

Anyway, for those of you who have family who are unaware of your pirate status, or are aware that you're a pirate but unaware that you're gay, or are aware that you're gay but unaware that you draw pirate/monkey comics, or are... well, whatever. Whatever it is that you are, be it like a pirate. Unless you don't want to.

Of course, in my family, everyone is already aware of my pirate status, as we all have the same pirate status, which probably proves that you get to be a pirate by hanging around people that are pirates, or something.

The latest and greatest ( EHQ Civic Calendar )
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Well, I hope the fact that I typed a really long post and then closed my browser accidentally instead of posting it is not an omen for the rest of my day.
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According to American Greetings, today is "Talk Like a Mad Scientist Day". I'm not sure I consider a greeting card company to be a reliable source about holidays, but hey. Your reality is what you make it. This was a momentous discovery, but not so momentous as the discovery that I'd missed out on "Monkey Day", which was apparently on the 22nd (which also happens to be the birthday of wildnsquirrelly. Coincidence? I think not.). I am so saddened by missing Monkey Day that I am declaring today to also be Monkey Day (or, as I have just learned, Dia de los Monos), or maybe Belated Monkey Day. You make the call.

Anyway. I didn't get any sleep of note last night, so I'm starting off a little bit punchy today. I did sleep for about three hours running, but then woke up with the unshakeable impression that I was sleeping in the house that I lived in when I was in high school. I do this from time to time, wake up and have an entirely wrong idea about where I am, either physically or in terms of where I am in life. It's not so bad as long as I am sleeping alone.

But that's not important. What's important is that I am waiting to hear from triadruid about his vasectomy consultation this morning. I was supposed to go with him and kittenpants, but had a meeting that I had to be at here instead. Of course, when I got here, I discovered that the meeting had been cancelled. Oh well, c'est la vie. I sent him with a note from me, anyway. Not that my opinion is going to be important to the doctor, probably, but it never hurts to be prepared.

Finally, a bit of fluff. I had to see your lists, so now you have to see mine. Or not. ( Ten Fictional Characters I'd Not Mind Bringing To Bed )

Also.

It's apparently International Kissing Day.

I don't know if that's an actual holiday or not, but hey. Who cares, right? I'm prepared to celebrate that sort of thing.

And then.

I mistyped my login for our corporate card program website, accidentally entering my password as a stand-alone term in the web address bar, which initiated a search. Apparently, that password is also in use as a username on a lot of forums with names like "incest taboo" and "daddy's little girl". So. Yeah. I'll be changing that.

Today is "Put Inappropriate Items in the Shredder Day".

Feel free to celebrate as you see fit.