Realm of the InterNutter

Thoughts, stories and ideas.

This time fer sure

(Said in the voice of Bullwinkle J. Moose) So lately, I've been Distracted. Thanks to my personal blog, my routine is thrown off and I'm forgetting things.

I can not wait for Keto to kick in with that higher brain function.

Either that, or my addled brain and disorganised thinking is permanent. Bugger. So that means routine, routine, routine for me.

We'll see.

Making a new routine for myself always has a few bumps. And writing my daily blog and forgetting to post it seems to be one of them.

Another bump in my rails is the fact that Beloved is suffering from a lack of iron, lately (and won't cook those steaks I've had waiting for days) so is in no fit condition to go walking.

Making a new way of doing things is trouble, I have to remember thing until I work out which way is the smoothest.

As I may have mentioned, my sit-bones have less padding, so leaning back on a chair, as is my wont, is not the most comfortable experience in the world. Neither is leaning forward to balance my weight on my thighs. There has to be some happy medium that doesn't wind up with me curling up on the couch with my laptop in the middle of the day. That thing gets hot.

I keep thinking about those Ergo-chairs that make you kneel as you sit without cutting off the circulation. BUT... if I want a back with it (so I can learn to sit on it properly) I need upwards of $2K and that doesn't include delivery charges because the only place that sells them is in firkin Sydney!

So while I'm broke, a pillow lends some small mercy to my rear. Which I need because we're back onto WoW to play the demon hunters. I've told my Beloved that we're questing only.

Bad News department: I just discovered that I missed a story from my archive and now I have to go though a >34K-line work to increment every subsequent number. Blarg.

My story will be later than normal because if I forget, it will never get fixed :P

Challenge #01473-D012: Life is But a Dream

Imagine waking up from a coma, in a hospital where you were no longer called a patient, but the term 'consumer' was used. That the care you received was based on the cost of doing business, not your outcome as a patient. That the normal systems and avenues to access resources had all changed massively, and when you ask how long you were in a coma, you find out that the coma didn't exist. That your family was changed, that the people

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Mor writing! Mor work!

So let's recap:

I'm running another blog alongside my story Steemit for all things culinary, scientific, and personal that I have to keep separate from my authorial persona. I'm also running this blog for everything else and generic life updates.

So alongside my Instant, scheduling past Instants, and writing a novel, I should be writing at least one culinary thing and maybe an opinion piece in this other blog.

And I still have to do maintenance on the house, feed and groom

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Challenge #01472-D011: Lawful Suspicion

“I wanna leave without a trace cause I don’t wanna die in this place.” -- Song-Lyric-Prompts

The Night Guard who had found her outside, one second after curfew, nodded in understanding. For an instant, their eyes were human, before they remembered to be cold and cruel once more. "We have a duty to the citizens of Nova York, miss. Including the citizens who are breaking the law. Now we find it suspicious that you were cleaning up after yourself as you

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Setting up and Botheration

I'm setting up an alternate account where I can talk about things that I can't really talk about here. Of course I won't be linking to it, because it will give things away that I have to protect.

When I get back to my Shrink [I have a Shrink, now!] I'll tell them, but otherwise, it's between Beloved and I and whomsoever finds me to follow.

And because this is my first sort-of-persona, I'm still nervy about letting my ugly mug be

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Challenge #01471-D010: Plus La Change...

“We both do work around here.” “Yeah but you feed the dog and I clean up the shit, there’s a difference.” -- WannaSheWriter

"What? We don't have a dog."

"It's a metaphor. You cook, but you leave the cleaning to me. You make things to sell at the market, but you leave all the mess from making it all over the house for me to sweep up. You fix the garden, and then you track mud indoors. All of your work

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Bug'rem bug'rit...

State of affairs: One out of three scheduled posts happened as I think I scheduled them. The others, set allegedly two hours apart, didn't. And that scheduled post happened seven hours ago, now.

Fun times.

I'm just going to let those other two go, for the majority of today, because today is all about Chaos' Adventures at the Orthodontist. Yes, today Miss Chaos is getting Government Brackets for her skewed teeth. I'll probably have to shell out some kind of cash and

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Ok let's get this sorted

I've scheduled my posts on Steemit again, with the goal to making earlier and earlier story posts. As near as I can figure, the Rules for the scheduler go thusly:

  • You are not allowed to post close to the current time of day
  • The soonest you can post is an hour past the next hour to come by
  • You can only post two hours apart
  • It is and forever shall be on US time

With all that in mind, it was in

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Challenge #01470-D009: Survivor's Tale

I am mentally ill. I can say that. I am not ashamed of that. I survived that, I’m still surviving it, but bring it on. Better me than you. I don’t want to be a victim. — Carrie Fisher -- RecklessPrudence

On the cusp of sleep, I hear voices. Stranger's voices, almost always. Sometimes, they're spouting nonsense. I know they're the firings of my unconscious brain gearing up for a dream. Other times... well...

They're the voices of people I know,

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Addendum

To market, to market, almost too late.

The thing about markets is, they have what you might call weird hours. You have to get there early to get the good stuff. We arrived maybe half an hour before they were due to close, so we had just enough time to noodle around everywhere and see what was what.

I can get pure cotton clothes that come in sizes for Real People(tm). Huzzah. As long as I don't mind them in neo-hippie

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Challenge #01469-D008: Judge Alike

“I heard someone say once that many of us only seem able to find heaven by backing away from hell. And while the place that I’ve arrived at in my life may not precisely be everyone’s idea of heavenly, I could swear sometimes—if I am quiet enough—I can hear the angels sing.” —Carrie Fisher, Wishful Drinking (2008) -- RecklessPrudence

Hell, like Heaven, is relative. One being's paradise is another's torture. And for Til, life was that torture. Another

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Challenge #01468-D007: Beware of Storytellers

“The anthropologists got it wrong when they named our species Homo sapiens ('wise man'). In any case it's an arrogant and bigheaded thing to say, wisdom being one of our least evident features. In reality, we are Pan narrans, the storytelling chimpanzee.” - Terry Pratchett (GNU) -- RecklessPrudence

What's most impressive about humans, besides their patented unkillability, is their propensity for stories. Stories encompass their lives. They explain their past with stories. Foretell the future with stories...

They even seek evidence to

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Educational Moment

I like learning new things. And since I'm turning forty-five this year, that means that I'm well beyond Douglas Adams' statement that anything invented after I'm thirty-five is strange and scary. I'm one of those annoying people who act like a new thing should have always been like that.

Just ask Beloved. I'm always unimpressed by their programming of a new thing. No "yes, this is just what I wanted." It's all "why didn't they do this earlier?" Much frustrate. Very wearing.

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Challenge #01467-D006: Surrender Now, or... What?

:In front of a delegation from [Bad Guy], facetiously:

"Commander [Good Guy]? Do you have any idea where the [Bad Guy]'s Military is? They seem to have misplaced it. And do you smell something burning?" -- RecklessPrudence

Of course, it was a metaphor. The humans were irritatingly rife with them. Smell could no more travel through the gulfs of space than sound could transmit through vacuum. Nevertheless, they were also irritatingly good at inventing means of transmitting information at ludicrously faster

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