dreamer_easy: (feh muh nist)
As you may have guessed, during my attempted Year Off Politics, I've been trying to sort of quarantine Srs Bizness over here in [livejournal.com profile] kateorman, along with my obsessive tallying of my reading, while preserving [livejournal.com profile] dreamer_easy for more relaxed everyday chit-chat. I am trying to avoid Issues and things, really I am, but I started reading the newspaper again during the recent election, which was a mistake, and of course I just keep stumbling across things. A trickle of race-and-racism stuff is still popping up [livejournal.com profile] seeingred, plus I've just fired up [livejournal.com profile] suck_it_and_see. I'm not quite sure whether this filing system is working or whether I'm making a dog's breakfast of it. Never mind, it all looks the same in your flist!

Anywho, a couple of links. At least one politician thinks we should Ban how-to-vote leaflets at polling places. I entirely agree. The current situation means no candidate can afford not to be waving bits of paper in your face on the day, which is irksome for voters and hard tew for the volunteers. Ban them and we can all go home and relax.

The Daily Show punctures the non-Ground Zero non-mosque hoo hah, with a little help from a highlighter pen and Charlton Heston. (Hmmm. Actually, I'm not sure I agree re Columbine, because I'm not sure that the NRA's culpability is non-zero. Here I don't mean "not sure" as in "well obviously it isn't I am being sarcastic", I mean "not sure" as in "I don't know". But then, I am biased.)

In conclusion could I just state that if you take Valium but still have insomnia, you can't go to sleep, but neither can you get out of bed.
dreamer_easy: (zzz)
Fell asleep this morning without my CPAP mask on, lying on my back, and had a ghastly nightmare of suffocation. Proof that it works, I say.
dreamer_easy: (GENDER)
Sleep's all messed up. No surprise there - I slept all day after the hospital, then all night, then long naps in the morning and afternoon, so ping, there I was at 3 am, on the sofa with a book light and The World's Greatest Stories For Boys And Girls, being stared at for hours by an eerily immobile demon-eyed cat who wanted his breakfast.

Anyway. I am of course a wreck today, so am on the sofa, watching the 1997 Cracker episode One Day A Lemming Will Fly on my mum's recommendation. You were right, mum - Eccles is pretty amazing in it. There's a misogynist* streak to Jimmy McGovern's writing which raises my hackles, but it's really something when he puts masculinity under the microscope, as here - the best scene, IMHO, is just three men sitting in a room, banging their horns together. And oh my gods, that ending! Bastard!!!

(btw, the IMDB cast for the episode is messed up - this is more useful.)

ETA: lol, mum emailed to say the episode of Eccleston excellence she had in mind was actually the following one, To Be A Somebody. Into the rental queue!

*In the original sense of the word, "woman-hating", not the fannish sense of "arguably slightly sexist".
dreamer_easy: (THE HELL)
Angel sex dream wtf

Oh well, at least I got a decent night's sleep for the first time in weeks!
dreamer_easy: (BRAINS)
Just called for pizza. They asked for our home phone number. I read out the number on the front of their menu.

I've been awake and fairly functional all day, but in the last two hours I've just got more and more woozy, vague, and limp. I can only hope this means I'll sleep through tonight. Off to see the gastroenterologist tomorrow re my dodgy vitamin and mineral levels. What could be more fun?!
dreamer_easy: (zzz)
Yesterday: woke at 4 am, back to bed at 5, woke again at about 10.30. Another nap from 7 pm to 9 pm. Awake until 4 am this morning. Slept until about 10 am.

Result: %INSANE%. Send help.
dreamer_easy: (WRITING)
Have rewritten short story The Sign and hammered out a rough scene for Burning Room. Lessee, what's next in the queue? Write the other nine-tenths of She Sells Sky and then get onto Eating and Explosions. Gosh, I'm so busy! Be nice if I could bleeping SLEEP.

Grab bag

May. 3rd, 2009 08:19 pm
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From Something Awful, useful phrases translated into Ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs, such as "There are crocodiles in my pants". (I can still read bits of this. Hee hee hee hee hee.)

From TV Tropes, Never Live It Down explains so much about fandom (Owen, Gwen, Spike, etc etc etc).

Christian beliefs still strong, says survey: "More than four in 10 Australians who do not consider themselves "born again"' still believe Jesus rose from the dead, while one in 10 does not believe he existed."

Sadly, the God Spot appears not to exist after all - rather, religious thoughts are distributed through the brain. Sez a researcher: "That suggests that religion is not a special case of a belief system, but evolved along with other belief and social cognitive abilities." I'm very interested by the mention of Theory of Mind. It makes sense that, if survival depends on working out what other people are thinking, you'd end up trying to work out what everything is thinking - much as you can't help seeing human faces everywhere.

Sleep problems linked to suicide

Chaffinch Map of Scotland
dreamer_easy: (IBARW)
Essay on Doctor Who + race now up to 2100 words. I've just ripped out the wimpy, flavourless original opening paragraphs and replaced them with something far more robust. Two bad nights' sleep in a row mean I'm a wreck right now, but I'm really pleased with that.
dreamer_easy: (WRITING ack)
1400 words, yesterday and today, of an essay for another Mad Norwegian collection, Time Unincorporated. It's about race in the new Who and may God have mercy on my soul.
dreamer_easy: (AND MORE)
I've buggered up my wrist, so I can't get much housework done today, so you're about to be spammed with all my backed up links. Plus I'm in a rubbish mood. Duck and cover.

Recent postings suggest that lj Doctor Who fandom may be beginning to reclaim itself from the shipwarriors and other obsessives. Huzzah.

Australia's gag rule will soon be lifted. "[Foreign Minister Stephen Smith] Mr Smith said the focus of Australia's foreign aid would remain on avoiding abortions by providing better family planning education, as he pledged to boost funds for preventing maternal deaths by $15 million over four years."

Saith Gordon Brown: UK, US 'aiming for nuclear-free world', with Britain making some reductions to its nuclear arsenal and offering to go further if the US and Russia will.

Are bad sleeping habits driving us mad? "Take anyone with a psychiatric disorder and the chances are they don't sleep well. The result of their illness, you might think. Now this long-standing assumption is being turned on its head, with the radical suggestion that poor sleep might actually cause some psychiatric illnesses or lead people to behave in ways that doctors mistake for mental problems."

Guantanamo guards "take their last revenge"

Carbon dioxide is good, so more carbon dioxide is better! Unless you're a foram and can't make a shell because dissolved CO2 has acidified the ocean. Oops.
Woke up at 5.30 am. Back to bed at 8, up again at 10. Knackered now. Writing, but it's like pulling teeth. 600 words of Strange Flesh.
dreamer_easy: (WRITING)
Having reassembled the CPAP mask and adjusted its straps, I've caught up on my sleep - lots of energy today for a change, although I still slept in and took a while to get started. This afternoon was spent out, drinking buckets of coffee and working on multiple writing projects - part of which work was re-reading bits of The Duel by Giacomo Casanova:
[Of kings] "... even their slightest gesture is carefully examined by the Argus-eyed onlookers; and their words, however little they are susceptible of such treatment, are subject to a hundred different interpretations."
The other book I'm re-reading is Black Beauty, which I read as a small child, and which introduced me to the idea that fashion is a bad thing. I distinctly remembered the story of the accident caused by horses made to wear blinkers because they were "stylish".
dreamer_easy: (medical chronic)
My CPAP mask has gone funny. I keep being woken up by sudden blasts of cold air to the eye. Unsurprisingly I am so tired today I don't know up from down. Plus! My right ankle - and I am not exaggerating this - is twice the size of my left. Overdid it at the gym last night, methinks. I saw the foot surgeon last week; I may need another MRI, and possibly a couple of surgeries to fix the mess a second time. Just have to see how it goes. In other news, I've gone a bit vegan, which may explain why my weight has fallen despite the foodly excesses of the NZ trip; cutting down on eggs and cheese means removing a huge whack of saturated fat from my diet. I'm not trying to be strict about it - just exploring the alternatives, which for a foodie like me are full of interest.
dreamer_easy: (X_X DED)
WHY CAN'T I *)%*_&%*(^+^ SLEEP?!!!!!
dreamer_easy: (zzz)
I'm now the proud owner of my very own CPAP machine. I had no idea the things stored so much information! All these graphs came out of the trial machine, showing that the leaks I'd been worried about were actually nothing to worry about, and that it was preventing almost all of my apnoeas; but I was Still having episodes of less serious, but nonetheless sleep-disrupting, hypoxias. So I hacked it and cranked up the pressure from 8 to 9 (centimetres of water) and I've had three exceptionally good nights' sleep in a row. It was jolly weird yesterday not to be hit with grogginess even once. Experience has taught me never to think "Whew, I am cured of my sleepiness", but I'm always inching in the right direction. Or centimetring in the right direction.
dreamer_easy: (X_X DED)
Fuck a doodle doo. I had today all planned out in my head. Breakfast out, run a dozen errands, bit of shopping. Instead I have woken up in pieces. The CPAP machine is helping my sleep, but the fact remains that I am still unpredictably KNACKERED.
dreamer_easy: (medical chronic)
Today, just today, there's no need to drag myself to work or drag myself to the gym (the two are mutually exclusive) or to a doctor's appointment. Enough space and time to write - really write, bum on seat, words on page - enough time to take care of the house and my in-tray, the ability to take a nap when I really need to, and best of all, nobody to disappoint because I can't make it. Hell, there's even enough time to make dinner instead of cobbling it together desperately out of packets at the last moment while throwing away the ingredients I just never got around to. Oh this is bliss. Give me more days like these.
dreamer_easy: (yay)
Fireworks burst, heavenly trumpets played, rose petals fell from the clouds, and all my Christmases came at once at approx. 12 noon today when I dragged my shattered remains out of bed, called my boss to let him know I would be dragging my sorry carcass into work, and got his answering machine message: I'd forgotten this is his week off. Oh the resulting writing and housework and lack of being wracked by guilt and exhaustion. Huzzah etc
dreamer_easy: (zzz)
Excessive Daytime Sleepiness is like the bit in Legacy of Heorot where the space colonists have a dodgy power supply for their computer and keep shouting, "Save it, save it, save it!" Woke up from a nap this afternoon with the first energy I've had for days and went, 'Quick!! Vacuum the back room!!!"

In unrelated news, there's a whole stack of new CD-Rs here which came with a white label already attached on the top, ready for labelling. I assume it's this which has somehow rendered the working surface of every disc sticky. Not only will they not burn, they're freaking the Mac the hell out.


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