constants

Sometimes when I don't know how to say something, I just don't say it at all.

One of these days I'll figure that out.

On a satisfying note, the very last Mythos:Pathos went so so well.  More on that later, I think, because this was such a whirlwind of a show, but I am still sitting here hours after the lights went out with beautiful final images of Prometheus in my head... and I am so pleased.

Maybe this is why I have so many swedish readers on my blog. The missing connection...

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I'm big in Sweden.

Not that I track the traffic from this blog often, but apparently only people from Russia and Sweden read this sucker.

Dear Boston friends... weigh in, anytime. (At the very least just creep on my wordage from a discreet anonymous location!)

girl toys, boy toys.

As a little girl that had and LOVED Legos, KNex, Erector Sets, Lincoln Logs, Playmobile, and many many science kits and things to mush together, explode, and dirtify, I didn't give a lot of childhood thought about gender stereotypes and toys.

Some of us, however, need a bit of nudging, and that's why this is AWESOME.

Good Books, Good Words.

Books I've Read in the last 2ish Weeks:

Gone Girl (mindfuck.  a good one, though.)
The Replacement Wife
Losing It (Admittedly not the best purchase... thought it was theater fiction, turns out its about sex.  Close enough?)
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
The Master of Disguise (gosh, a CIA nonfic before the CIA was so popular this week- ahead of the trend?)

Books I am Reading Currently (bad choice at the same time but too late to turn back... variety is the spice of life??):

Cloud Atlas
The Art of War (why not?)

Words I Love. (only a small small sample)

Salacious
Notorious
Pedantic
Erroneous
Flaccid

Words I Hate.

Onus.

Picture 5 naked men in towels, minus steam, surrounded by books.

My new couch is here and I don't know where to sit on it.  It's a beautiful L-shaped couch, beautiful cream Italian leather that still smells like leather.  Each offshoot is the same length, meaning 3 people could probably sleep on it at the same time (I was trying to make this into something ridiculous but just left myself giggling instead).  The end of one side turns into a chaise which Twyla has laid claim to.

I'm currently sprawled out in the corner of it, and I feel like a kid in a fort.  A very expensive fort, but solid all the same.  I was the fort master as a kid.  Especially at my Adie and Pop-Pop's house.  They had a big downstairs room that had 2 doors- one led to a cedar sauna that had been converted into a library (picture 5 naked men in towels, minus steam, surrounded by books.... that's what I always pictured!), and another door that had a bottom half and top half that opened separately that turned into a sort of plant-growing room with grow lights.  We would try to make a big enough fort with blankets and pillows and couches and other things to make a fort that connected the sauna to the tricky half-door.  Tunnels, passageways, sub-fort living space... our forts were never lacking :)

Anyways, back to the current problem.  I feel like we are in the formative couch days.  Eventually I will have a 'spot' on this couch, one that isn't easily changeable because other couch users will find their own spots.  I need to pick wisely.  I could pick normal couch sections, where I could sit upright, do all of my work-from-home in a ergonomic way, spread out.  I'm sorry have we met?  I could pick the chaise, but that might be too free-form, and Twyla already has kind of taken ownership of it.  I am leaning to the corner (literally and otherwise), since there is lots of stability with not one side but two, and extra area so I can lay upside down and put my legs just about anywhere.

Development:  Enough space to do 2 backwards rolls, more if I could turn a corner while rolling.

Important Career Decisions.

Or, Why Not Becoming a News Anchor was the Best Decision of My Life. 

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