Posts Tagged ‘Oh Whine’

  1. A few additional notes on the week

    November 16, 2009 by ChiaLynn

    Work is heating up, with the usual “We need it before the holidays!” nonsense. This makes it challenging to focus on anything outside of work. I’m working on it, though. I went to my dance class tonight, despite the temptation to say “I’m too busy” and stay home. I also went despite the wheezy and the swollen-eyed and the low-energy that comes of the air quality having been even worse than usual the past few weeks. And I cooked dinner, too. So now I’ll write for half an hour and try to do some knitting before bed, and tomorrow I’ll take a close look at my workload and my schedule and figure out exactly what I need to do to get myself situated for the holiday next week and reaching that magic 50,000 words by the end of the month.


  2. I get homesick sometimes

    August 27, 2009 by ChiaLynn

    I couldn’t wait to leave my hometown.

    It took me years to do it. Twice, I left and came back. Once, I planned to leave it for an even smaller town.

    I was clearly insane.

    When I moved to the Bay Area, though, I knew that I’d escaped. I’d visit, yes, but I’d never move back home.

    Wyoming, as I’ve said more than once, is a lovely place to be from.

    There are things that I miss, though. Lilacs. Oh, how I miss the lilacs in the Spring. (And never mind that Spring may not come until June – the lilacs are worth the wait.) The old brick buildings downtown. People who stop to help if your car breaks down. (Seriously – eight years of driving an old Bug in LA, and only a few times has anyone stopped. Once in Santa Monica, when I was trying to push my car up the California Incline; once just a few blocks from my house; and twice in Topanga. The time I ran out of gas on the 101? The Highway Patrolman who pushed my car into the breakdown lane didn’t even bother to ask if I had a cell phone before he disappeared.)

    And when I’m stressed, I want to go home.

    This morning, Sara, who camped across the street from us our first year at Burning Man, tweeted that she and Frinetik had “Just passed happy jack road and is stopping to look at the floating head of lincoln.”

    Lincoln

    “Hey,” I told her, “You just went through my hometown!”

    And then I went to look at the Prexy’s Pasture webcam, on the University of Wyoming campus.

    Prexy's Pasture, UW

    That statue in the middle is by the same sculptor who carved Lincoln's head.

    And surprised myself by bursting into tears.

    Today, I just want to go home.


  3. I’m a mess

    April 6, 2009 by ChiaLynn

    As anyone who talked to me at the party for Be the Boy’s suit Friday night knows, I lost my voice last week. It hasn’t come back yet. But at least on Friday and Saturday, I felt okay. In fact, I felt fine. I just sounded awful. Saturday night, though, my cough got worse, and at some point early Sunday morning, I rolled over and tweaked my neck. So now I’m voiceless, sinus-headachy, goopy-eyed and mildly feverish and unable to turn my head more than a inch or two to the left. (Though I will say it would have been worse if I hadn’t saved the Vicodin they gave me after my Lasik!)

    And yes, I’m going to the doctor tomorrow. But I’ll have to have NovySan call for the appointment, because I can’t talk. (And unlike the fine folks at Rocket Matter, who did a demo for me today via telephone, Glance and Skype chat, so that they could talk and I could type, Kaiser doesn’t seem to do IM.)