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( Gaeilge )

Okay, so apparently we will not be early voting today, but Monday instead, because the boy feels like crap. Which is understandable, he was covering for someone else the other night because sick, and since he's one of the few big/male people working at the center and one of the other big/male people was the one who was sick, probably twice as much heavy people lifting. On the other hand, argh. And on the gripping hand, hey, more time to research candidates. Which I didn't do at all last night because packing got me both nostalgic and blah.

I don't actually collect jewelry, or at least, not in the way of conforming to most of the female stereotypes. I have a locket because the boy got it for me after hearing I always wanted a locket, it seemed so classic. (Shut up, this is why I have the house I do.) I don't wear it much, fancy occasions, but I like it. I have four rings I always wear, and when I remember I swap out one pair of pretty dangly earrings for another, but that's about it. My criteria for jewelry is "ooh shiny" and I neither have nor particularly want diamond earrings, a tennis bracelet (how the hell does a diamond bracelet connect with tennis? I've always wondered, because I sure's hell wouldn't play tennis in that.), a string of pearls, whatever. I do have a string of amber, a string of jade, and a string of garnet, none of which I really wear. Well, maybe the garnet. I think. But the first two were from my grandmother's estate and the last one was from my mother, so. Sentiment. And all of this by way of saying I spent a good chunk of last night looking for my damned silver d20 necklace because apparently the price has gone up a good $30, and I couldn't find it. So that got me down.

Speaking of shiny. I did at a friend's recommendation join this site called Ideeli that seems to offer sales on Things I Would Never Wear Ever, but also a few things I would wear! Like soft happy wraps and maybe some sunglasses and belts and things. On the other hand, now I'm reminded about the crazy world of fashion sizing when a small to medium is size 0-4. My eyes, they are rolling out of their head. On the other hand, there were other items that were appropriately sized where a large was around a 42" bust/34" waist, which is not nearly as unreasonable as far as I can tell. At least as far as my admittedly limited experience shopping for clothes vaguely like real world fits real people sizes. I still don't know why fucking clothes can't come with measurements for sizes. Guys' jeans do! ... seriously, a medium is a size four? If I were a size four I'd be sick, if I were a size zero I'd be dead.

Fuck fashion sizing. Give me a "this shirt fits this size bust, this size waist, goes this long down the back" sizing any day.

Ooh, phone call from the contractor dude! Heating's being done next week, gutters are being hung today, boy says the front step's been fixed already so that's all the exterior work done. Interior, a bunch of it's been done already and once the heating's hung the pipes can get boxed in with fake support beams and it'll look all farmhousey. And. Stuff and things. Bathroom is mostly done, kitchen still needs to be finished, ceiling I think still needs to be finished 'cause that had to dry out. BUT. PROGRESS. BIG PROGRESS.

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( Deutsch )

Yep! Subjunctive still sucks hate. I suspect I will have this argument every damn time I come across it in any language. Prepositions suck hate too but at least I can practice them with relative ease. La souris est sous la table. Le chat est sur la chaise. El ratón es (de)bajo de la mesa. El gato es encima de la silla. Der Maus ist unter den Tisch. I could do this all day in many languages but I should actually do the damn German exercises.

This is possibly my favorite and, in my opinion, the badassest response to Mourdock's dumbshit quote of the week. Basically saying that you do not know God's will and saying that you do in order to interfere with a decision that is none of your business is arrogant at best and sacreligious at possible worst. If you don't know about Mourdock's dumbshit quote I can give you a precis in comments, but I'm pretty sure everyone's sick of that one by now, too. I will say, reading some of that article and some of other people's responses to it gave me a perspective on the quote that I hadn't considered before. Which did not lead me to think he's any less of a jackass, but some things I hadn't considered.

I've come to the conclusion that when I say 'things and stuff' what I really mean is the stuff needs to stop happening so I can do my things. Spent the better part of this morning trying to be at least two people at once and get both people's task lists done. You can guess how well that worked. Still, it's quieted down some, and it wasn't as busy as it could have been so I managed maybe to be one and a half people at once? Maybe. Took care of contacting everyone about house and inspections and things, so that's done. I got my conclusion up on the latest Haven essay, so that can go up. Preferably early enough for people not to confuse it with the episode analysis/recap. And then this evening there will be errands and TV shows and I actually feel like I have some modicum of control over my life! That never happens! Or at least it hasn't happened lately, with everything that I have to do. And, you know, I still have a pile of unfinished stories, but once I'm home I can tackle that, in between packing. Work's been ludicrous enough that I don't actually expect to be able to get any writing done here. The second I turn my back something will come up, I swear.