Where the Sane Should Fear to Tread

Therapy Sessions on File


September

Friday, September 30, 2005 at 1050pm
Keep 'em crossed - I may yet be blessed with seeing Serenity tomorrow afternoon. Working on it now... AND IT'S A GO!!!! Tomorrow afternoon at 1:30pm - if the gods don't shit on me - I will be sitting in the theatre watching the Firefly gang in their big screen movie! YESYESYES!!!

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Wednesday, September 28, 2005 at 801pm
Squidge is back!

After a quick look at the calendar, I don't think either niece will be available Saturday or Sunday afternoon/evening for babysitting. I'm almost positive it's 'weekend with the other parent' for both girls. Which means no Serenity on opening weekend. Don't talk to me right now, I'm busy swearing, pouting and generally having a good little fangirl-fit. Pardon me while I check my age at the door. 925am - 345pm

The subconscious mind is a wondrous thing. I stared at a crossword puzzle yesterday and could only get five of the seventy-odd entries. Five is a despicable number for me. Fast forward to this morning, when all I had to do was glance at the puzzle and half the answers jumped out at me with almost no effort. Amazing.

*frustrated scream* Squidge is down. No NCIS archive, no Sentinel archive... *whimper*

*major fan-girl squeal* Page B3 in the Province newspaper features - get ready for it - a FULL PAGE write-up on Serenity. OMFG!!!

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Tuesday, September 27, 2005 at 1053pm
Damn, damn... the scene with Tony and Tim in the morgue finally got my waterworks going. As did the little 'flashy' things each character did at the funeral. Bugger.

Just how much of the new director will we be seeing? No, not skin, but involvement in day-to-day cases? The Ari thing could probably be classified as a special instance, but I'm getting the uncomfortable impression Director Sheppard will be more involved in cases than she should be. Or, the milk in my tea is off and it's affecting my ability to think.

Dad's been two days having little tests to see if there might be a small blockage in the heart area. "Nothing to worry about, could even be something else." Sure it could, but I'm going to worry anyway, thank you very much.

Interview with the (prospective) new daycare tomorrow after work. Crossing all fingers and toes, bowing to all points of the compass and generally hoping like hell. Ohpleaseohplease.

Um... yeah... how did... what? I've stepped into the Twilight Zone... my brain is picking apart the real words and forming new ones... tea does cause hallucinations. It is not possible LotD won anything in a contest, never mind first place in its category. I'm going to bed now, and when I wake up in the morning the world will once again make sense.

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Tuesday, September 20, 2005 at 929pm
Video size set to full, box of tissues at hand, bladder emptied... I'm ready for the season start for NCIS.

The new director seems a little young for the position, but I do like Lauren Holly. A 'past' between her character and Harmon's could make for some interesting conflicts. If it gets at all mushy, I'm going to puke.

Gods, I love Tuesdays; first, NCIS, now House. Hugh Laurie has a great face, a wonderfully expressive face. The "get the twinkie back in the wrapper" piece... Laurie's facial expressions... *ROFLMAO* And the thing with the lighting - House sitting in his office, face darkened/shadowed, but one strip of light across his eyes - is bloody incredible. Damn.

And for tomorrow, I've got three Sentinel episodes waiting for me. Yes, I got the first one *squee* and I didn't have to sell my soul. Well, at least not all of it.

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Monday, September 19, 2005 at 928pm
Poor Vicious is going to have a stress related breakdown. Between working reception/switchboard for a week, training the new girl (who appears to actually own a brain!) and looking for a new place to live, Vicious is quickly maxing out on patience.

No more medical directories because of privacy issues, or some such. Online look-ups for address updating for the Ophtho's is slow going. And I want to change the fields within the doc table. Ultimately, I'd like an in-form look-up/choose system and having doc last name as a separate field may make the whole thing work better. Referencing one field instead of two is always easier. If my brain joins me at work tomorrow, I'll start investigating this more.

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Friday, September 16, 2005 at 336pm
I've just finished one of the most amazing fic-series I've ever had the pleasure to read. In the Sentinel fandom Francesca's Nature Series is in-fucking-credible. I'd like to forget I've read it all, just to have the pleasure of rediscovering it all over again.

< work bitching ON >

Look you rambling old geezer, when you say you'd like your appointment(s) "around ten-thirty or eleven" I do NOT need to know the minute details of why that time is best for you. There are some things that should not be discussed with anyone other than your SO or your doctor. And the other idiot client who called, when I say "the entire morning is free, what time would you like?" it helps if you pick a damn time. Saying "whenever" is not an appropriate response and will forever earn you my wrath.

< bitching OFF >

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Wednesday, September 14, 2005 at 933am
I love it when mornings start off with a "where the fuck was your brain?" moment... and the comment is not directed at ME.

Doctor has two offices - one in Vancouver, one in Richmond. Files, appointment book, etc are shuffled between the two offices by the secretary/assistant - this is normal. Logic, and a healthy dose of common sense, would say you don't leave vital items (like the appointment book!) and files containing personal information in your car overnight. Especially if you've had your car broken into and/or stolen previously.

Care to guess what happened? I have no sympathy, none. So what if there were "four heavy bags" and it would have taken more than one trip to lug it to your apartment. There is no excuse for leaving something that cannot be easily replace or recreated in your car and there is absolutely no excuse for leaving patient files in an unsecured location. This twit is just damn lucky the only thing taken was the appointment book!

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Sunday, September 11, 2005 at 1014pm
Mr. Squirmy discovered that coffee grounds are not the same as 'coffee', despite the fact they both smell the same. Gods, the expression on his face... why is the damn camera never handy at moments like this?

I really need to find a new P2P program. WinMX, when it does connect, does not stay connected. I like torrents (though, I've been hearing that my ISP has thrown serious throttles and/or restrictions on torrent stuff), but they're really only good for current stuff. I've yet to find much in the way of older programs or episodes.

Appointment arranged with the prospective daycare place for the twenty-eighth. Here's to hoping it works out; I really don't know what I'll do otherwise.

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Thursday, September 8, 2005 at 932pm
My eyes are killing me. Dry, scratchy, farking sore and starting to become hyper-sensitive to light. Apparently, I really am a stupid git... like there was any doubt.

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Wednesday, September 7, 2005 at 324pm
Daycare solution may be in sight. Looks like the place down the street at the school will have an opening in January. Could have a month or two where I need to go back to part-time, but that's workable for the short term. At least I don't feel as stressed/paniced/frantic/worried as I did last night.

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Tuesday, September 6, 2005 at 834pm
One "fucking hell!" and one "holy crap!" have rounded out my day.

First, the gal that provides daycare for Squirmy informed me her parents are fixing up the house in preparation for selling it, probably in October. She'll either be moving with them or buying a townhouse. Either way, we've got no daycare possibly as early as mid-October.

There isn't a wide variety of options for me around here. There's a group daycare near the middle school but a) they don't take kids until they're two-and-a-half (Squirmy isn't that until mid-December), b) Squirmy will probably have to be toilet-trained (and that is taking its own sweet time) and c) no idea if this place has space. The other options, such as they are, require a car... which I don't have. Fuck-idy fuck fuck. I knew this was too good to last, I just knew it!

Second, turned on MM tonight, made it through POST and then the screen was not a pretty thing to look at. Reboot solved the problem, for now, but I think the vid card is on its way out. Holy farking hell! I need to start building the new machines, like yesterday.

And now there's no NCIS! Damn it! At least House is on early *grumbles*

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Tuesday, September 6, 2005 at 234pm
No patients or boss make for a very productive day!

August accounting data - entered. EAE web redo - done, awaiting boss approval. CSO web update - done and uploaded. Reminder letters - printed, stuffed, stamped and mailed. Really feels like I accomplished things around here today.


One of many things in fandom that both intrigues and annoys me at the same time is character interpretation. Author A very rarely sees Character A in the same light as Author B. This can make for some really unique, insightful, steamy creations. It can also make for some pure shit.

Where did calling your bed-partner "baby" come from? In all my (age deleted) years, I have never been, seriously, called "baby" by any bed-partner, nor has my sister or our female friends. Oh sure, I've been called "baby" before, but primarily by smarmy, creepy men I'd never remotely consider kissing, never mind having sex with.

But what is it with having characters like Jethro Gibbs (NCIS) and Jim Ellison (The Sentinel) calling their respective MALE bed-partners "baby" (or "babe") at any point during foreplay or sex? How can anyone who has watched either show and observed the above characters possibly think they would use that particular term? Were we watching the same show and characters?

I'm damn good at the whole 'suspending reality' thing (really, ask hubby. He's threatened to have me committed over the issue) so if something reaches out and smacks me, it's probably damn foul and wildly out-of-character.

Nothing makes me stop reading a story and write an author off faster than that little four-letter word. No lube? I'll cringe and make a face, but probably keep reading. Weepy or sucky bottom character? If the rest of the characterizations are decent, I'll keep reading. But one encounter of the word "baby" and I can't get to the back-button fast enough.

So, authors please recognize you may be wildly off in your characterizations and losing readers if your sex-scenes are reading like a seedy Harlequin novel.

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Monday, September 5, 2005 at 1003pm
All day, literally, I made mental notes on what I wanted to do online once the Squirmy one went to bed. I should have written the shit down. Sat down at MM, fingers poised over the keyboard and mouse... and drew a bloody blank. Shit. Oh! I can blame the Firefly marathon, yes? No, didn't think so. The only thing I can blame on the marathon is the squirreling away of coinage so I can see the movie on a big screen.

Did eventually remember one thing (two hours later) - get LT to talk to the server. Riiight. XP doesn't feel like it and I don't have the brain power to futz with the programs now. No music for me tonight. Maybe I'll take this as a sign and go read smut.

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Sunday, September 4, 2005 at 954pm
After - well, I can't say 'careful consideration' or even 'a long hard think' - some brief consideration, the GRP has been shut down. No more massive searches, no more updates. I've hated the last 'redo' since it went online a year ago, but I do not have the time or the desire to spend a farking week hunting shit down, comparing it, and posting the damn info.

And while I'm in a web-cleaning mood, a critical eye is being cast toward the GW and WK sections. When was the last time either were updated? When was the last time I even accessed the sites myself? Can't answer those questions so, obviously, I don't need either site much, if at all.

For the last year, I've been noticing less overall interest in anime. This is normal; I tend to shift between things on a predictable cycle. Archiving and general storage is commencing and the free space (disc, desk, mind) has been taken over by things like The Sentinel, Firefly (again, since the movie is out at the end of this month) and the various other shows, characters, and web-related tid-bits that capture my attention.

While I'm on a clean-out binge, I should tackle the link list on the side. Having a hard time remembering the last QaF fic I actually read. I know I haven't been to AtP in over a year, nor the BJFic archive in at least six months (gods, the dreck there is awful! I wanna be entertained, not grossed out.)

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