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Welcome to My Journal

Welcome to my journal. I'm putting this at the top so folks can find things easily. There are so many years' worth of stuff on this journal that it's not that easy to find things. I started out just journaling, but then got into writing fiction as well.

First, trip journals. They're all family friendly. You can also just click the travel tag as well to see everything related to it.

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Filling My Days

I think the most frustrating thing about trying to heal from overuse problems is that the list of things that I can't do basically makes up most of the "therapy". Given that most of my life has to do with what I can do, not with what I can't, it puts the focus on the wrong thing for me. And sometimes things affect the central condition that had nothing to do with video games.
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Healing

The hard part about resurrection is having to die first. I seem to be in the that Easter frame of mind, and my body has taken matters into its own hands. Around March 10 my left arm felt like it was on fire from my fingertips all the way to my neck, and I stopped playing Team Fortress 2 completely.

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Good Enough

One of those myths of competitive gaming is that you have to be "good enough" to play competitively.

Sure... it's scary and it feels crazy to try out for a team if you think you're terrible at the game, and it's important to try out for a position that you really enjoy playing; but the secret is that you don't have to be that good. What you have to be is willing to get better.

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Soup...

I spent nearly fourteen hours on ramen broth, yesterday. *laughs* I should have taken a picture or three, but it's a slow process.

Momofuku Noodle Bar has a cookbook out that details it's exacting process for making ramen broth, and I follow all the bits but the bacon and I use bonito shavings instead of bacon. I also probably skim a little more fat off the broth than they do, but it's all to the good, and I don't put any salt in it so that when we eat it with our noodles, we add it then.
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Introverts and Confidentiality

I'm on a search committee for our church and I basically can't talk about much about who we're talking with or some of what we're doing, but the basic idea is to find a pastor for our church and to present our church to pastors so that they can figure out if they'd like to serve us. And we can't talk about them, at all, because they might be working or doing things with their church and no one knows, yet, that they're looking, as that's just how it's done.

But while going through all the profile, someone was incredulous about the number of introverts there were as candidates, and I thought about it a lot.

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They're Talking To Me Again

My characters are talking to me again. It's... kind of cool and kind of troublesome and kind of making me wonder what it is about just putting words to screen that wakes them up again.

Though, to be honest, it was really the asthma that woke Ukitake up, and he was gently encouraging me to breathe slow and deep, to keep control of my breathing rather than letting the coughing take over while I was in my bed in the middle of the night and I really needed more sleep. It worked.

Life and characters and creation is an odd mix.

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Just Breathe

I did a bunch of things today, most of them away from the computer, but a few of them with the new screen that I’d gotten for Christmas, with a 32-inch diagonal. I watched Moana on it, and really enjoyed it. I don’t get to see Disney movies when they first come out the way I did when my son was a lot younger, but this one was well worth watching. They did a good job respecting the Polynesian cultures being portrayed, including hiring a native for the lead role.

That was nice, but it really was the story that did it for me. No romance at all involved, which was cool to see, but just friendship and working together at things, which was all good.

I cried through a lot of it. That’s okay. It’s good to have good stories.

When it was done, I worked on a calligraphy lesson for people that wanted an hour and a half class in the afternoon. I then ran out to get some supplies, return some library books and the movie. Yes, our local library has a bunch of the newest DVD’s available for checkout for a week, for free. It’s a wonderful way to get caught up on movies I missed.

Then I had some lunch, chicken soup and crackers. My cold seems to only be worse these last two days, my sinuses ache, my nose is running, and my asthma has really started acting up badly. I had a horrible time trying to sleep last night from the coughing, and even with an extra shot of Advair, and my emergency albuterol, I had a really rough night. I finally dried up enough, I guess, to sleep and didn’t want to wake up so long as I could breathe.

I had some trouble with it during my calligraphy class, which happened at 2pm; but I was able to be quiet long enough to calm some of it down now and again. The good thing was that I gave my four students some really basic, good stuff to work with to just learn how to control the pen; and they were very happy about practicing with the guide and some of the source materials I’d come up with on Uncial and Gothic Textura scripts. The historic aspect has been fascinating for me, and learning that the uncial scripts were based on making each letter the most beautiful it could be and that the textura forms were created so that the letters would interweave to make beautiful words was really cool.

Different reasons for each of the forms, and that helped make them easier to understand as to why they were shaped the way they were. So there was an hour and a half spent practicing and learning what it was each of the ladies liked. Next month we’ll do bookmarks. That should be fun.

When I got home, I was congested, unhappy, and so I did something insane, I got on the exercise bike and rode for thirty minutes. More truthfully, I used the emergency inhaler, first, and then got on the bike; and for the first time in two days, I was breathing clearly. It was amazingly good as a remedy for the asthma. John also made a lovely dinner of tilapia, garlic Alfredo spaghetti, and steamed artichokes! I thanked him very much for the dinner and did all the dishes.

Jet had a friend over to do physics and calculus with, and then the friend got to play Gunpoint, which is one of the most snarky games I’ve ever had the pleasure to play. The dialog between the PI and his client is amazing; and the puzzle-solving adventure is sneaky, smart, and pretty difficult; and you get to make moral choices that change how the situation plays out and affects everyone involved. I really enjoyed it, and it was fun to watch someone discover it for the first time.

Sadly, my asthma got kind of bad after that, and I had a hard time reading to Jet when he was going to bed. Finally, he said, “Mom. Just stop and breathe for a while... just breathe.”

So I did, and I finally could go on. I will probably use the inhaler before going to bed, I’m tired enough to ignore the shaking, and at least I may be able to breathe well enough to sleep.