marcicat: (agh a monster)

Two wonderful retirees that I met last summer invited me to join them on a two-day hiking trip this September. ‘Great!’ I said. ‘Sign me up!’

Last Friday I got a copy of their planned itinerary, and I nearly called the whole thing off. I suspect these two may actually be superhuman, because I need to up my training game if I’m going to keep up on this thing.

I mean, on the one hand, it’s going to be embarrassing for me if I’m slowing us down. On the other hand, that is some serious Life Goals right there. I hope that’s me in 40 years!

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#today

Jul. 18th, 2017 08:34 am
marcicat: (superhero rainbow shirt)

You know that funny meme that I can’t find right now about the bird that wakes up and thinks ‘what a beautiful day — you know what would make it even better? SCREAMING’

Not only is that a perfect description of my own personal feelings about today, it also matches what the actual birds outside my window are doing!

IT IS A DAY FOR SCREAMING. BRING IT ON.

[Note: This led to a fascinating google thread about why parrots scream, and — if one is to extrapolate to one’s own self — I should follow this simple advice: 1) give myself rewards when I’m not screaming; 2) make sure to touch base frequently with my flock so I know they haven’t gone off without me; 3) identify frightening things in my environment and deal with them as needed; 4) if all else fails, cover myself with a blanket and go back to sleep.]

VERY GOOD ADVICE, THANK YOU INTERNET!

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marcicat: (iriomote_cat_warning)

This was week 1 of the summer CSA, so I now have to figure out what to do with all these veggies. Today’s project is making “refrigerator pickles.” I’m not really sure what else to do with what are clearly pickling cucumbers.

So after a quick google search (tip: always include the word “easy” in recipe searches) I’m ready to go. I just haven’t actually started yet. (I’m already using the 2-cup liquid measure to make hummingbird food, and it hasn’t cooled down yet — a perfect excuse!)

[The recipe I’m starting with is Quick Pickled Cucumbers, by Melissa Griffiths. Despite the obvious lie of “total time: 5 minutes” — I have already spent more than that trying to figure out what container to put them in — I like this one because it includes sugar and I am a disaster of a person who likes sugar with everything. Also it says at the bottom that I can’t mess it up. Here’s hoping!]

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marcicat: (polar bear)

I have been confusing dates all week. What month is this? What year is it?

*This morning I tried to find more information on registering for an event, only to realize (after an embarrassingly long time) that it happened back in 2015.

*Yesterday, I was baffled by why we would be receiving 100+ orders “this week” that were meant to ship in September — finally I figured out that “this week” was part of a calendar event invite *in* September.

I blame the weirdness of the upcoming non-three-day-weekend. My brain thinks ‘holiday weekend!’ and then immediately goes ‘but I’m working Monday?!’ and then ‘but not Tuesday?!?!’ and boom, confusion loop.

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Jun. 26th, 2017 07:09 am
marcicat: (bird with balloon)

Gosh, it sure is Monday today. Would you look at that. Who would have thought.

some more random thoughts for the day:

*If your workplace is giving you July 4th off (Tuesday) but not the 3rd, today’s a great day to start complaining about it, if you haven’t already.

*How did I not notice that Billy is wearing Jason’s color in the final scene of the Power Rangers movie?

*After bargaining away nearly all of my usual blankets to the cat, cooler temps last night led me to add one of the sofa blankets to my bed, and I did not realize how amazing that would be.

*Why is driving a car so hard?

*I really hope I like Pacific Rim 2.

*The cat has an innate talent for walking across the keyboard and opening itunes. Once he managed to start a movie. I think my computer may like the cat more than it likes me.

*Yes, it’s still Monday.

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marcicat: (cookies)

Last night I dreamed about tidying, and also my plants. I mean, my dream!plants were pretty neat, but it turns out dream!me also is bad at watering properly.

That’s got nothing to do with work, but it *is* Thursday, and I *am* going to work, and I didn’t feel like I had much else to say, so the dream thing kind of snuck in there.

I also dreamed there was a bird in my room, and actually woke up enough to think ‘wait, there isn’t really a bird in here, right?’ (Not to worry, it was outside. Or possibly imaginary; it’s not like I woke up all the way to check.)

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marcicat: drama llama (drama llama)

Given these two factors:

1. My workplace may or may not be moving an additional 30 minutes further away.

2. My job may or may not be slowly driving me around the bend.

I am currently looking at other options. Sadly, rich eccentric is still off the table. However:

1. Job hunting is basically awful.

2. It turns out I actually think *every* employer is willing to screw over their employees, I just think some of them do it more deliberately than others.

On the plus side, the sun is finally coming out after two days of rain, which is:

1. Astonishingly beautiful.

2. Hopefully going to provide a bonus mood bump.

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marcicat: drama llama (drama llama)

I am Not Great at crisis thinking. As in: Monday night, an electrical outlet in my apartment started making noise. It was that alarming crackling static sound that immediately makes you think ‘is that catching on fire?’

And there’s me, staring at it like that’s going to do anything (a watched outlet never ignites?) and wondering if you can use water on an electrical fire. (PS: not recommended)

It only lasted a short time — maybe ten seconds — and then the noise stopped and my post-crisis brain kicked in. Circuit breaker turned off, outlet not hot to the touch, googled ‘electrical outlet made weird noise,’ left message at apartment office about the problem.

Now I am waiting for my electrician appointment, and feeling grateful that the problem outlet is not on a circuit with anything too important.

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marcicat: (cats at sunrise)

One of the apartments across the way has a string of lights up on their balcony. They’re white lights, and they’ve been up for a while now, so I figured — hey, probably going for a sort of ‘summer outdoor patio’ look. Which is neat.

But then one of the other apartments put up lights too, and they’re red and white. So now I’m a little confused — I feel like the addition of the red lights moves things away from ‘quirky/aesthetic lighting choice’ and towards some kind of holiday celebration.

Is that just me? Are twinkle lights now part of Memorial Day? Is it a decorating choice? Do you think they have to dust the lights to keep them from getting covered with pollen? Inquiring minds what to know!

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5K Day!

May. 13th, 2017 06:25 am
marcicat: (cookies)

[Backstory: a business close to the place where I work hosts an annual 5K Run/Walk event; my workplace offers free registration as an incentive to go.]

Alternate names for today’s event, based on this week’s conversations at work:

1. Free Yogurt Day

2. The Please Don’t Rain 5K

3. Tell Me Again Where We’re Parking Day

4. I Didn’t Know The CEO Was Attending; Did You And Does This Change Things; Discussion Points To Follow

5. Show Up To Claim Your T-Shirt Day

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marcicat: (kashmir mountain goat)

At the end of this week I’ll be trying again to interview my way into a new role at work. We’ll see what happens!

(PS: I am always slightly suspicious when people say they love their jobs. I love my cat. I love my family. I love that feeling of waking up all cozy in the morning on a day when you know you have nothing planned. Work is different. Work is work. I’ve chosen to do my job based on a range of considerations, and in comparison to other currently available alternatives, I am pleased enough with the situation to continue showing up, and to try to transition within the same company rather than leaving.)

(PPS: I feel like the “job as vocation” vibe somewhere along the way got conflated with “you’re not allowed to complain about compensation or working conditions, because that would indicate you’re doing this for some kind of crass commercial reasons rather than the love of the job.” Surprise! I *AM* doing this for crass commercial reasons! Those may not be the only reasons, but they’re definitely a part of it. And I wish we could talk about that as a component of work, and I don’t understand why I have to pretend that I’ve had an immense passion for spreadsheets ever since I was five to be considered for a job.)

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marcicat: (tron y/n)

Happy May! In addition to busting out a new sponge for the start of the month, I like to change my desktop, email, and phone backgrounds.

(I’m sure I’ve written about this before, but I feel extra excited about it today. Mostly because I remembered to do it before work, so I’ll get to use one of my photos for my gmail background instead of picking from one of the system-generated ones.)

((One of my favorite things about having a plan to change things is that sometimes a month rolls around where I’m all ‘but I love this picture and I want to see it for 31 more days,’ and then I get to experience both the joy of continuing to see it *and* the joy of rebelling against the system.))

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marcicat: (froggy heart)

I’ve been trying my hand at writing some fic for the new Power Rangers movie, but it has been slow going. Work is All About The Drama right now, and it’s hard to avoid Even More Drama when writing about high schoolers.

So I’ve been reading a lot of Guardians of the Galaxy fic, which — is not actually helping. (But I never really got into the fic when that movie came out, so there’s a lot of stuff I haven’t read yet.)

Mostly this entire post was just an excuse to show off the flamingoat again:

(How did we get to the flamingoat? Drama –> “So The Drama” –> Kim Possible –> “A flamingoat? But that’s the rarest of the Cuddle Buddys!” Technically, the flamingoat is from “A Sitch in Time,” which I recommend as an enjoyable viewing experience!)

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marcicat: (kashmir mountain goat)

I just checked my FICO score. (Trivia fact google has just taught me: FICO stands for “Fair Isaac Corporation.” Would not have guessed that in a billion years.)

This is not a thing I had on my to-do list for today, or even woke up and decided to do. But I have a credit card that sends me these emails every so often that say “Your credit score has changed,” and I feel like I should go look at it, just on the off chance that it reveals some kind of information I didn’t already know.

So I got one of those emails, and first I had to dig out my log in information, and then I looked at the score for a few minutes, and dutifully read the little explanations of “things impacting your score.” And I looked at the graph showing my score history, and then I decided I’d done my adulting duty for the day and left.

I’d say it must be time to go back to bed after that achievement, but I actually just got up. Maybe I should check my blood pressure next, just to really lock in my grown-up badge for the day.

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marcicat: (freakout squirrel)

Work is so weird right now, IDEK.

“You know those days when you’re like this might as well happen. Our adult life is already so goddamn weird.”
-John Mulaney

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marcicat: (kitteh hug)

It’s not snowing! Yay! It is — almost — sunny!

Here’s a reminder to my near-future self: Easter is April 16th this year! That’s two weeks away! (Easter’s one of those holidays that moves around a lot; last year I managed to miss it almost entirely because it was in March.)

Also, Earth Day (which helpfully stays on the same day all the time) is April 22nd!

Exclamation points can make it seem like I know what I’m doing! Even though I don’t!

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marcicat: xkcd grownups (xkcd grownups)

When I was in middle school (maybe eighth grade?), there was a time when it was a gray and rainy day and students were complaining, and a teacher said to us:

“I don’t let the weather affect my mood.”

(In retrospect, I’m pretty sure that was a lie.) But I remember rejecting it as a bad idea even then, when I believed them. Because sure, when it’s been raining for three days and I feel like crap and want to crawl into a blanket nest and never come out, it can be tough to get other stuff done even when I really want to.

But when I step outside on a sunny day, and the breeze ruffles my hair and the birds are singing and I can feel my spirits lift up with joy? Yeah, I wouldn’t trade that.

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marcicat: (blue footed plush)

After talking about it for more than a year, the company I work for is shelling out for standing desks for their low-level minions (aka my department). They are scheduled to be installed this weekend, but — somewhat worryingly — no one seems completely clear what style of standing desk it will be. Will the entire L-shaped desk raise and lower? Just one side of it? Who knows?

The best part is that we’re supposed to clear the top of our desk to make it easier for the magic to happen. This has led to a lot of chatter as we all find stuff buried in piles of papers that we thought had been lost forever, and basically spend a lot of time trying to pawn off our desk trinkets on each other so we don’t have to figure out what to do with them.

Things I’ve learned: I have a LOT more snacks in my desk than I ever remember.

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marcicat: (dreamsheep rainbow)

I think my fitbit may be going on adventures without me. Or possibly picking up activity by an alternate universe me?

To be fair, the least accurate of the measurements does seem to be the altimeter, which is supposed to count how many flights of stairs you go up each day. (According to fitbit, it counts one floor each time you climb ten feet at one time.) Which is a pretty vague measurement, but it’s all in good fun, and if sometimes counts a session of putting up curtains as a staircase, so be it.

But on Tuesday this week we had a snowstorm, and I had a super enjoyable and super lazy snow day in which I napped a lot and never left the apartment, and somehow my fitbit climbed 18 floors. THERE ARE NO STAIRS IN MY APARTMENT.

I have no explanation for this.

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marcicat: (freakout squirrel)

Just realized I never turned the heat back up after lowering it mid-week to open a window. (No wonder it’s so chilly in here!)

Many days feel like an ongoing delicate negotiation between me and my body, and today is all that cranked up to 11.

Me (to me): So…. how’s it going?

Also Me: UGH

Me: Hungry? Thirsty? Tired? Sick? Angry? Sad? Cold? Hot? Headache?

Me Again: ARGH

Still Me: …okay. That’s cool, this is fine. Everything’s fine here.

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