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Via [personal profile] trobadora. I'm not flocking, because nothing here is exactly personal or identifying information to any but those who already know me.

Anyone wants to do it, consider yourself tagged.

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I sprained my ankle bouldering (indoors -- there's a limit to my taste for adventure, and especially to my current degree of skill) last Sunday. Fell out of an overhang too high to land easily, but too low so sort myself out before making ground contact. So now my foot looks as if I were wearing a thick black-purple-and-blue sock under the light orthosis, I'm sick off work, and can sleep (with the help of some ibuprofen) or sit on the sofa as much as I want, but unfortuantely, I cannot do anything else. Not even cook, or go to the pool, or declutter some drawers, or sit at my desk and do overdue paperwork.

At least my cats are happy to have their human available and un-busy all day.

Meme

Aug. 9th, 2016 11:42 am
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gacked from [personal profile] legionseagle

Bolded to show ones I've read. It's hard with the older ones, which I may have read in translation 30 or more years ago.

Grimspace by Ann Aguirre
Primary Inversion by Catherine Asaro
The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood
Range of Ghosts by Elizabeth Bear
Flesh and Spirit by Carol Berg
Chime by Franny Billingsley
Daughter of the Blood by Anne Bishop
Tithe by Holly Black
The Long Tomorrow by Leigh Brackett
Cordelia's Honor by Lois McMaster Bujold
War for the Oaks by Emma Bull
Parable of the Sower by Octavia Butler
Synners by Pat Cadigan
Foreigner by C.J. Cherryh
Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell by Susanna Clarke -- didn't finish.
Survival by Julie E. Czerneda
Tam Lin by Pamela Dean
King's Dragon by Kate Elliott
Black Sun Rising by C.S. Friedman
Slow River by Nicola Griffith
Dragonsbane by Barbara Hambly
Fly by Night by Frances Hardinge
Assassin's Apprentice by Robin Hobb -- didn't finish
The God Stalker Chronicles by P.C. Hodgell
Brown Girl in the Ring by Nalo Hopkinson
Valor's Choice by Tanya Huff
God's War by Kameron Hurley
The Killing Moon by N.K. Jemisin
Howl's Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones
Daggerspell by Katharine Kerr
The Steerswoman by Rosemary Kirstein
Beggars in Spain by Nancy Kress -- didn't finish.
Deryni Rising by Katherine Kurtz
A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle
Tender Morsels by Margo Lanagan
The Dispossessed by Ursula K. Le Guin
Ancillary Justice by Ann Leckie
Ash by Malinda Lo
Warchild by Karin Lowachee
Legend by Marie Lu
Dragonsong by Anne McCaffrey
Rosemary and Rue by Seanan McGuire
Dreamsnake by Vonda N. McIntyre
The Thief's Gamble by Juliet E. McKenna
Sunshine by Robin McKinley
His Majesty's Dragon by Naomi Novik
Who Fears Death by Nnedi Okorafor
Diving into the Wreck by Kristine Kathryn Rusch
The Female Man by Joanna Russ
Old Man's War by John Scalzi -- what is this doing on the list?
A Door Into Ocean by Joan Slonczewski
The Grass King's Concubine by Kari Sperring
The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater
City of Pearl by Karen Traviss
Her Smoke Rose Up Forever by James Tiptree, Jr.
The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making by Catherynne M. Valente
The Snow Queen by Joan D. Vinge -- probably.
Farthing by Jo Walton
The Cloud Roads by Martha Wells

That's one kitchen sink of a list.
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Did:

* Take a kind of cruise along the Norwegian Coast
* Hold a kaffeeklatsch
* Practise the piano
* Do my paperwork for the retirement office and sent it in
* Read about 5-7 books
* Cook squid for the first time and took picures of it
* Went to a boulder hall again
* Found out what is wrong with my front squats and attempts at push-ups
* Re-gained the ability to do backstroke. I can now manage 50 metres without getting cramps or attempting to breathe water
* Sorted through 628 holiday pictures
* Tidied up 6 drawers
* Went through my wardrobe and gave what I no longer want to wear to charity
* Spent a very nice day with flederkatz (cooking squid, looking at holiday picutres, and other things)
* Invited my cat minders for dinner
* Remove the dead plants from the balcony
* Got a new telephone
* Cuddle the cats a lot
* Got new litter boxes
* Spend too much time on the internet :(


Didn't:

* Get my hair cut
* Go to the dentist
* Tidy up my bookshelves
* Give away the old stuff in the cellar
* Practise the guitar
* Prepare the next role playing game
* Tidy up the kitchen cupboards
* Go weightlifting regulary
* Visit my father
* Go hiking
* Get reimbursement for last years vaccination from my health insurer
* Get Serious Cat Jerome to keep calm when noise happens
* Create the cooking blog that Ceridwen, flederkatz and I are talking about
* Finish a story
* Manage to not get panicky about work

Not too bad, all in all. Now, if I had three more weeks of vacation, I'd be perfectly happy. As I don't and have to go to work tomorrow, I am already as scared and angry as Serious Cat Jerome when noisy people are outside. I'm not going to hiss or spit, though. I think. Just keep my hackles raised.

Hot

Jun. 24th, 2016 04:06 pm
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I have emptied a bucket of water on the balcony to cool it down a bit, and Tully the Tabby laid down right in the water.

Guess where he and his damp fur are now... and if you say "on your lap, and, um, aren't you wearing white trousers today?", you win a virtual cookie.
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For nearly a decade I have had "get paperwork with retirement office in order" on my to-do list. cut for paperwork )

And, talking about solutions: I have finally got around to asking a trainer at the gym what I'm doing wrong -- I can't get the bar in position for a front squat or overhead press without strangling myself, and I cannot do a single push-up even after 5 years of working on it: My right shoulder just crumbles away under me.

Turns out, I have this very nice balancing-a-book-on-my-head posture. Activated core muscles, shoulders straight, shoulder blades drawn together a bit, head straight. And the trick, in both cases, is to put your shoulders forward. To hold the bar, or to stop myself from sagging and ending up with a shoulder position that does not allow for power transmission from my upper body muscles to the floor.

In less exiting news, to solve the on-going cat crisis, I have bought two more litter boxes. Hope it helps, because now I will have to swipe up three times as many litter particles. Would three miracles in a day be too much to ask, or do I get a discount?

Argh, cats

Jun. 20th, 2016 08:50 am
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I was woken this morning at half past five by a heap of baking trays and baking dishes clattering on the stone floor. I had put them on a chair a few days ago when I was using the oven, where they are usually stored, and had been too lazy to put them back.

I had not even put on my glasses and extrated myself from the comforter when the screaming began.

Serious Cat Jerome hates, just hates loud noises. But he does not run and hide, oh no. All this adrenaline has to go somewhere, so he attackes his brother Tullamore the mild-mannered tabby with teeth and claws. (As often as not there is blood on the floor.)

Maybe I should let them fight it out, that has been the recommendation so far. But this damanges Tully, and it is not the usual fights about who gets to have/keep the fluffy pillow, or who has looked at whom sideways. It's Jerry losing his marbles and running amok because of an external trigger.

Aleister and Eliphas were fighting occasionally, which was quite cute. Fur was flying, but there wasn't a scratch on them.

I try to calm down the kittes and show them that there's nothing to fear by giving them a treat if I have been the one causing the noise. But noise happens without me. This morning, I put them into different rooms and went back to bed, but even now, close to four hours later, Jerry is stalking Tully, Tully is growling, Jerry hisses, Jerry refuses food, Tully is hiding in his box, and I have to leave in an hour and really don't know what to do.
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Though I cannot blame "not writing" on "travelling"... but just a few notes here, for me to keep track of my life.

Currently I'm on holiday, but at home. Trying to do something about my to-do list, because I barely managed to keep up with the necessities so far.

May 6th to 9th we had a choir weekend in the Bayerische Musikakademie in Alteglofsheim. I did not get lost in the building this time!

May 10th to May 15th I was home because of a family emergency. I did not really plan that. Fortunately, I got time off work on very short (4 workdays) notice.

May 26th to May 29th we were at the choir festival in Stuttgart. It was OK. Hot. Some thunderstorms. A bunch of good and a few very good choirs, but nothing that knocked off my socks. (Maybe the Swingles. But they were kind of in a class of their own.)

Jun 7th to Jun 14 I took the Hurtigruten Boat trip from Kirkenes to Bergen, Read more... )

I read Naomi Novik's "Uprooted" (nice, liked it), Perceval Everett's "God's Country" (good, hated it), Catherine Asaro's "Carnelians" (OTT, but fun), and half of Daniel Kahneman's "Thinking, Fast and Slow" (very interesting, but I argued a lot with it in the margins).

Other than travelling, we played our on-going SF campaign on May 22nd, Read more... )

We had a few performances with the choirRead more... )

Sunday Jun 5th I held a Kaffeeklatsch Read more... )

I'm feeling kind of OK now. As long as I do not think about having to go back to work in a week's time. Maybe I'll write something more about the Norway vacation. But, knowing myself, most likely not.
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Not because it was snowing (it wasn't) but because after posting yesterday's long (flocked) ramble about being exhausted and tired so much, I considered that it might not be the best of ideas to tire myself out in cold water and *then* pay money for the climbing gym.

So I slept in, had a good breakfast (porridge with dates and chestnut flour), read a bit "Sandman: Overture" (which is overwhelming, so I'm reading it in small increments), then drove to the climbing gym to meet friends. We climbed for about 90 minutes or so -- I'm still only doing the easy and very easy problems -- and had coffee and cake afterwards. The others took off to indoor water park, and I drove home. I do not like indoor baths, or water parks. Actually, I like cold days at the outdoor pool.

Instead I went home, slept some more, did the washing, cooked dinner, read the newspaper and a lot of stuff on the internet (just discovered http://nymag.com/scienceofus/), played with the cats, wrote some book recs on a different site, read some more, and now I'm going to prepare a lunch box for tomorrow and then go to bed.

A good day, all in all.

My day

Mar. 13th, 2016 09:41 pm
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If I do not forgive myself all the postings I did not make in the last four months, I will probably never post anything again, so, forgiven. Kind of.

My day )
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I am kind of averse to "making a fuss". Or, well, conflict. But I am not happy steaming in silence about very small things. So, one of my no-specific-date resolutions is to Do Something About It. Which worked out fine last week. )

So: Good thing we talked about it.
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I took my cats to the vet today for their vaccinations, and to have their teeth checked. Both are wonderfully healthy, which I am thankful for. Serious Cat might have a toothache, though.

***

Monday was Ceridwen's birthday, and as usual I offered to bake any cake she would like. She wanted Banoffee pie. I made it and it was gone very fast. So here's the recipe:

For a 26 cm (10 inches) round spring form tin:

Cover the bottom of the tin with baking parchment, as this will be unstable. No need to grease it, though.

Make crumbles from 200 grams of whole grain oat cookies (put in a freezer bag and crush). Melt 100 grams of butter. In a not-too-small bowl, pour butter on the crumbs, mix with a spoon, put into baking tin, spread evenly and press with the spoon or whatever is handy.

Put into fridge for at least one hour.

Spread the contents of a 400 gram can of caramel spread on the cookie crumble. (I used Dovgan -- you find it in the Russian section of the supermarket. Dulce de leche or Caramel au Beurre Salé will do as well.)

Peel 3 to 4 bananas and slice. Put slices on the caramel spread.

Cover with about 400 grams of whipped cream, lightly sweetened. Decorate with more caramel spread, or powdered cocoa or coffee powder, or chocolate flakes.

Before serving, carefully separate pie and tin with a knife. Drag on plate, using the baking parchment. Do not attempt to drag off parchment.

Feeds six. Maybe. (It's not the cause of Serious Cat's toothache. He did not get any of it!)

***

I have started to look for a new laptop in earnest now. I have decided on a type, now I only need to see what configuration is best. And I have an appointment to get my bicycle repaired. After 8 years, most parts that have not been exchanged already need to be. This is going to be expensive.

Follow-up

Sep. 30th, 2015 04:18 pm
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We saw the lunar eclipse. Read more... )

We drove back around a quarter to five, I was in bed at half past, and at 8:15 I was up again, because flederkatz's cat had to be taken to the vet. Read more... )

Tuesday, I bicycled into town. Read more... )

Today (Wednesday) morning, Read more... )
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I had too much sugar, and tea.

Dark is coming early despite strangely elongated evenings.

Tiassa's cat might be dying. We will be at the vet tomorrow 9 a.m.

There is a lunar eclipse tonight and I will meet with Gwydion and Ceridwen and P___ tonight at 3 a.m. to drive to a nearby hilltop and watch.

If the others had made other plans, I'd have walked to another hill, 7 km away, with a thermos and my warmest coat.

At 8 a.m. I will call Tiassa and ask if her cat is still alive.

I do not need to go to work tomorrow.

But in the evening we will be celebrating Ceridwen's birthday.
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Friday evening, we had a neighborhood get-together, which was scaring me. A lot. Read more... )
Saturday, one singer from the ensemble belatedly celebrated her 60th birthday, and we were invited to sing, eat, and generally party.Read more... )
***

Um. And did I mention I got a piano last week? But that's another story.

Four work days to go, and then two weeks and a day of vacation. I really need it.
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I'm browsing the Barnes and Noble Bookseller Picks on tor.com.

I see that there is a novel in it by Seanan Maguire.

The blurb starts with, The latest October Daye novel starts off with our favorite half-fae, half-human adventurer

And I remember 2500 word WoD fic fragment from the changeling mailing list that David Lennier sent me in August 1997, with no author's name or address to follow up on.

I checked the fragment.

Seems I have to get a book of that series. Might have to send one to David, too.

Argh!

Aug. 27th, 2015 10:23 pm
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I can't decide on a key scene in a story, so I'm writing two in paralell.
And I have no idea how to do one of the big reveals in either.

Also: Is there a somewhat Shakepeaerian word for "con man"?
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That went well.

ETA:
- John Scalzi makes Schadenfreude pie. With chocolate.
- Wired has a useful overview about what was going on.
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I just went outside to see the falling stars, which should be very numerous and visible this night, but the sky was hazy, and the city too bright, even from the not-reached-but-streetlights yard.

Other things:

It's too hot. Weather forecast says temperature will drop by 10 or 15 degrees on Friday or Saturdays. It seems impossible.

Work is crazy. With 1/4 of our team on vacation, I could put in 10 hours a day and the pile of things to do would *still* get higher. Also, shit keeps happening and I had a miserable headache today.

Yesterday night I stumbled on a story I had started before the longest writer's block ever struck, six years ago now, and I barely recognized my own voice in it. Was I ever that brilliant? It's scary.

Saturday we had a role playing game, flederkatz GM'ed Deadlands. Fun. Too short. We killed a few monsters that wanted to eat us, and broke into a secret base, and left as unnoticed as we came. (We think.)

We now have a chance to think if the guys we are after are really the bad guys. On one hand, kidnapping orphans and stockpiling what seems to be a hidden marine base in a place that is at peace only because of poverty and exhaustion is not looking good. On the other hand, we do not know exactly what happened to these orphan's parents (presumed dead after an earthquake where part of the town dropped into the sea) and we haven't the foggiest whose base it is, except that it seems well-maintained. There might be more than one group active here. Actually, one could make a very good point for two. So, shall we call in the cavalry?

Also, I got some of the best prune plums ever, and made the best Zwetschgenstreuselkuchen ever, helped by the heat, which made the yeast happy, and by confusing the amounts of sugar and flour for the Streusel, which meant that they got crunchy-caramel-like, and some butter melted out of the Streusel at baking.

Writing

Aug. 3rd, 2015 12:13 am
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I found that I severely dislike the beginning of the Perry Rhodan fanfic I should have finished, well, years ago. Yes, it sounds like a teenager ranting about school, but it's also an info dump, it's incoherent, and it's boring.

I re-wrote 1200 words today.

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