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I don't normally do this, but... [Feb. 8th, 2007|08:50 am]
[Current Location |Waiting on Tech Support]
[Current Music |Kate Bush, Lionheart]

But, there's a problem with my e-mail; I haven't gotten a message since mid-afternoon yesterday and I'm sitting here waiting for the tech people to solve it. Yeah, sure I could get up and do something productive, but I better take my break now, because, once this gets fixed, the deluge will keep me busy, I'm sure!

This meme infection is from thatliardiego...who, like me, clearly doesn't believe in chains, aggressive infections, etc. So, like him, I'm not tagging anyone, no way. You want to pick it up, fine...but I'm proud of being a deadend for every chain that's ever headed my way.

Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird-things/habits-about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog post of their own - 10 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names suggest that anyone who wants to play, go for it.

1. Ice. When the oceans rise, civilization collapes, it will be ice that I miss most. Beer and wine and cider are the only beverages that don't need ice, as far as I'm concerned. And I'm tired of catching crap about it. Especially from some pretentious B&B owner. Sure, Quebec City, I know, you think you're French and can give me that disdain stuff. "I'm sorry, we don't have ice for beverages." Dude, it's 90 degrees out, I just hiked 12 blocks with my luggage to get to your B&B, I don't think that a glass of ice water is such a gauche American thing to ask for. It's Canada for heaven's sake! You people are all about ice! And you Brits, with your "it seems like such a waste to use energy to make a cold beverage colder." Well, yeah. You used energy to make a room temperature beverage colder. So, why is this a stretch? Look I'm obsessive about recycling, just so that I can waste energy on a damn ice cube.

2. I recycle obsessively. I'm hampered by the county not taking a lot of the stuff, but I will peel off the little plastic clamshell things so that I can recycle the paper part of the packaging. I will root through the garbage and pull stuff back out that guests or the STBX have thrown away. I will save all of my empties on a car ride and pack them back home rather than throw them in a trash can along the way. To make up for my profligacy in ice cubes and...

3. I have a very small comfort zone temperature-wise. In the winter, the house is 68. In the summer, it is 72. That's it. No variation is allowed. (Reason #45 for why I'm now single) Outside, whole different ballgame...and truthfully, if my house had better air circulation and this area had less humidity, I might be a wee bit more flexible. But it doesn't, so I'm not.

4. Dimmer switches are wasted on me, except in a dining room. I make exceptions for watching television, eating and umm, romance. But otherwise, if a light is going to be on, it's got to BE on. As high a wattage as the socket can stand. When I'm doing stuff, it's got to be bright. I had to fight with the electrician to get all of my kitchen lights on one switch. "What if you just want half of them on, so it's not so bright?" he said, sweating under the glare of my eight spotlights. If I don't want it so bright, I will turn them off. Because then I will not be in the room and won't need them. I do also obsess about unnecessary lights being left on, if that's any consolation. Reason #48 for being single: guys hate it when you follow them around flicking off light switches, with as audible a sigh as you can make. Or, a constant stream of muttering..."what is so hard about turning off the expletive of your choice lights"

Whoops, I've exceeded my allotted time for screwing around, which leads me to:

5. The only way I can keep myself on track when working at home is by using a kitchen timer. I decide on a time for the project on hand, set the timer and stop when the timer goes off. Full disclosure, the bell really scared the crap out of me, so I disabled it. So, sometimes I screw up. And no, a clock won't work -- there's something about the sullenness of a timer at zero that really works better on me than say 9:18...

I'll have to finish the rest later.

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[User Picture]From: mistressfetch
2007-02-08 05:21 pm (UTC)
Drew is still going. We are leaving about 2pm...I'll be calling you from the road :-)
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[User Picture]From: pyllgrum
2007-02-08 08:33 pm (UTC)
The only way I can keep myself on track when working at home is by using a kitchen timer.

I used to depend on a windup alarm clock with the dual bells on top to wake me up in the morning for really important events. The only problem was the blasted ticking of the godforsaken thing was so loud it would keep me from falling asleep. So, I would read until I was exhausted, collapse into sleep and then be jarred awake 30 minutes later to go to my appointment groggy.

Now I just avoid early mornings as best I can. Getting to court in time for a 7:30 a.m. jury call was severely wrenching. I hope the defendant got a good lawyer for his apppeal. I am not sure he got a fair trial.
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