Things I have got:
Jan. 20th, 2012 06:31 pm- A cold
- Two Festivids done and submitted
- Newfound love for the group Tinariwen
- New familiarity with BBC America's daytime programming
- A mouse problem
- Fear of what is happening with "digital piracy" actions (an informative article about the Megaupload takedown)
- A dresser/chest of drawers, at long last
- A silly project just announced at work that could go very right or terribly wrong
I hate being sick. I don't understand how other people when they get colds just get stuffed up and coughy and go about their normal business. I always end up with a fever and malaise for a few days like a mini-flu and make lots of unpleasant and/or pathetic noises. This time I actually got chills one day, which was freaky. Sigh. At least it's mostly over now.
Re: its origins.
synn came over for half of the holiday weekend because she was in town for a work thing, and that was excellent. Even more excellent will be her follow-up visit next weekend. Then my dad and his fiancée came for the second half of the holiday. He texted Friday to let me know that he had a sore throat. Since they're in fairly easy driving distance and the visit didn't require any reservations or whatnot, and since they would be staying with me in my little studio apartment, and since I'd just seen them over Thanksgiving, I asked him to wait to visit until President's Day weekend for both of our sakes if he thought he was getting sick. Well, Saturday night they stepped out of the car here and he clearly had a cold. Those of you who know me in RL have seen how germophobic I get when I'm around sick people—because, see above about hating having colds—so you can imagine how thrilled I was. He said the cold wouldn't affect his ability to do stuff during the day, so he decided to come when it was more convenient for them; February would bring greater risk of snow.
So I basically spent the weekend washing my hands every two minutes, using my elbow to flip the light switches and faucets, using dish towels on the fridge handle, etc. etc., and not getting super-near my dad. Not hugging him. Which I could tell hurt his feelings. But I was angry. I don't get angry very often, and I tried to suppress it because they were only here a short while and there was no point spoiling it. Well, spoiling it more, I guess. Still, I can't tell whether I was rude about the whole thing or whether my anger was justified because I'd asked them not to come if he was sick, which would have been no real loss to any of us. Does his desire to see me because he misses me trump my desire not to risk getting sick? I feel, not so much. Especially since, despite the aforementioned precautions, plus wiping the whole place down with a bleach cleanser after they left, I came down with it on Tuesday and had to work from home several days and may have to cancel some weekend plans I was looking forward to. Except considering that I did get sick, I may as well have just hugged him and not been so paranoid about contaminated surfaces, and then I wouldn't feel so guilty and sad about that. Except, ugh, this should teach him a lesson about how unfun it is to spend a few days with me when he's contagious so he won't do it again. Except it's just a cold, and the whole thing feels ridiculous. Except...
I don't know. My dad messes me up in the head sometimes with guilt trips in a way that's confusing considering how loving our household was, growing up.
Um. But we did have a pretty good time going to the big mall, putting together the dresser, chatting, looking through photos, etc.
In a happier conclusion:
festivids goes live tomorrow! Barring yet more unforeseen technical difficulties like, say, Megaupload disappearing and Viddler rolling out non-functional site changes and Blip.tv deleting suspect files. Poor mods. Vids! And a movie to watch tonight! And I don't have to get up early tomorrow!
- Two Festivids done and submitted
- Newfound love for the group Tinariwen
- New familiarity with BBC America's daytime programming
- A mouse problem
- Fear of what is happening with "digital piracy" actions (an informative article about the Megaupload takedown)
- A dresser/chest of drawers, at long last
- A silly project just announced at work that could go very right or terribly wrong
I hate being sick. I don't understand how other people when they get colds just get stuffed up and coughy and go about their normal business. I always end up with a fever and malaise for a few days like a mini-flu and make lots of unpleasant and/or pathetic noises. This time I actually got chills one day, which was freaky. Sigh. At least it's mostly over now.
Re: its origins.
So I basically spent the weekend washing my hands every two minutes, using my elbow to flip the light switches and faucets, using dish towels on the fridge handle, etc. etc., and not getting super-near my dad. Not hugging him. Which I could tell hurt his feelings. But I was angry. I don't get angry very often, and I tried to suppress it because they were only here a short while and there was no point spoiling it. Well, spoiling it more, I guess. Still, I can't tell whether I was rude about the whole thing or whether my anger was justified because I'd asked them not to come if he was sick, which would have been no real loss to any of us. Does his desire to see me because he misses me trump my desire not to risk getting sick? I feel, not so much. Especially since, despite the aforementioned precautions, plus wiping the whole place down with a bleach cleanser after they left, I came down with it on Tuesday and had to work from home several days and may have to cancel some weekend plans I was looking forward to. Except considering that I did get sick, I may as well have just hugged him and not been so paranoid about contaminated surfaces, and then I wouldn't feel so guilty and sad about that. Except, ugh, this should teach him a lesson about how unfun it is to spend a few days with me when he's contagious so he won't do it again. Except it's just a cold, and the whole thing feels ridiculous. Except...
I don't know. My dad messes me up in the head sometimes with guilt trips in a way that's confusing considering how loving our household was, growing up.
Um. But we did have a pretty good time going to the big mall, putting together the dresser, chatting, looking through photos, etc.
In a happier conclusion:
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Date: Jan. 21st, 2012 01:03 am (UTC)I am not going to be helpful here, I have no solution ...
but it sucks.
I get to see you next weekend, though : D
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Date: Jan. 21st, 2012 01:20 am (UTC)(For the record, when I tried typing "for," I got "gort.")
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Date: Jan. 21st, 2012 02:25 am (UTC)*sends you warm healing vibes*
*sends the germs eviction notices*
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Date: Jan. 21st, 2012 03:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 21st, 2012 07:05 am (UTC)The Megaupload mess really has me worried. I depended on that site so that I could watch British TV shows. I usually end up buying the DVDs of shows that I think are worth keeping (I like the extras and the higher-quality picture of the DVDs), so I don't see how I was hurting any big media companies. I hope that, unlike when the feds went after Napster, they're not planning on targeting users (I had a premium account).
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Date: Jan. 22nd, 2012 11:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 22nd, 2012 11:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 28th, 2012 02:03 am (UTC)