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hear, hear

March 16, 2010

Hello, blogosphere!  Today’s XKCD brings up a very important point that I feel the need to trumpet everywhere.  I refer you to figure 1.

Figure 1

Thank you, XKCD.  You are the bestest ever.  I salute you.

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my landlords are the best ever

February 18, 2010

Just because it’s fun and a little bit mean, let me announce to the blogosphere that I am having dizzy and fainting spells today, again.  Woo!  And I have no idea why!  Double woo!  Got to cancel one appointment (for fear I would fall down on the way) and swap it for another — the normal doctor folks get to check me out at 1.  I had an amusing conversation with the nurse on the advice line (I was calling to see if she thought I should just tough it out until I see my neurologist sometime in late March, or get checked out).  It went something like this:

“Hi, so I’m having some weird issues…blah blah blah…[explains history a bit], but anyhow the past few days I’ve been really dizzy and almost passing out and –”

“What are you doing at 1 today?”

Sigh.  “Sounds like I’m coming in to see y’all.”

“You most certainly are.”

So yes, I am going to spend some quality time with the campus health folks I have come to know and love.

Anyhow, that’s really only just the backstory for the real reason I am writing this post.  After lying down and feeling worse, sitting up and feeling worse, making tea and feeling less queasy but otherwise worse, I decided that being downstairs alone was probably not the best idea today.  So, I came upstairs and poked my head through the door that connects my basement apartment to the house proper that’s inhabited by my landlords and their lovely (and loud) family to ask if I could just hang out where somebody would notice if I passed out.

Cue the awesome mothering action!  I turned down offers of food, tea, and water (all things I have had within the last hour) repeatedly; I evaluated the potential causes many times over with assistance from the entire family; and I am being given a ride to my appointment, which I tried several times to refuse.  Granted, it’s probably alarming to have someone come upstairs and announce they are worried they might pass out, but still.  This family is awesome.  I feel like I stumbled into potentially the most awesome renting situation ever for someone like me, who has a tendency to get ill (I am often handed chicken soup this time of year), doesn’t eat so great all the time (I get invited to dinner quite a bit), and has a crazy attention-craving dog (she lives upstairs while I’m at the lab, and sometimes while I’m home and being boring, too).  They actually asked if they could take care of Pecan while I was gone.  And they fed her a Christmas dinner to boot.

I heart my landlords.

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my brother rocks (and so does satellite radio)

January 31, 2010

Got a big fancy box full of Christmas presents this weekend (yeah…turns out my procrastination impulses are heriditary), and have been enjoying them quite a bit.  I made muffins to celebrate the arrival of a really nice mixer, and I moved my fancy speakers out to the living room to celebrate the arrival of…satellite radio!  My brother completely outdid himself and got me an XM Radio setup for Christmas, with a house kit, car kit, and subscription.  I was skeptical about how easy it would be to set up, especially since I live in a basement (and you’re supposed to put the antenna in a south-facing window, which I don’t have — or even a south-facing above-ground wall), but after some initial fidgeting to get the battery to charge properly in the cradle, it works like a charm.  There are some 180-odd stations!  I could listen to Oprah or Cosmo radio if I wanted to, that’s how many stations there are (I have not yet listened to these, and I think it’ll take me a long time — maybe forever — to get around to that).

Most exciting of all, there are three ACC sports channels.  Three!  Gone are the days of trying to hack a local radio broadcast on the internet with clever VPN use and a lot of weird browser plug-ins!  I can listen to any and all of Carolina’s games, announced by Woody himself!  There are not enough exclamation points to go around!  I was so excited that I even listened to us lose to UVA tonight.  Woo?

Anyhow, the disappointing bit of all this is that the person I most want to hear my excitement won’t get to read this, unless they suddenly start allowing Marine recruits at boot camp to have internet browsing time on base (riiiight).  I’ll have to wait until he gets in touch with me, or I get his address somehow.  Waaaah.  I’m impatient.

In the meantime, I will have to just shout it through the tubes — Lady Quantum salutes her little brother.

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world peace for less than $15

January 9, 2010

Or, peace on the (extremely localized) home front, at least.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the solution to all of our problems.

The Chuck It! Flying Squirrel. It was designed by Quetzlcoatl himself, and for some reason later seen in a holy vision bestowed upon an entire catholic parish. Of course, they thought they were seeing baby Jesus in their toothpaste, but at least one of them got the point.

Mere words cannot express how much my life has improved since I bought this glorious little toy.

It flies!  The dog can catch it!  She likes to bring it back!  You can find it easily in the snow if she doesn’t!  Its feet glow in the dark, so you can even find it in the snow at night!  You can toss it well while wearing expedition-style mittens!  You can toss it well when you’re wearing so many warm things that you can barely move your arms!  If it’s too cold for even that (ugh, I wish I weren’t aware this is possible), you can even toss it in the house without breaking things!  Supposedly it floats!  It’s been chewed on, and is not yet destroyed!  If you are pissed at the dog for pestering you to play and throw it at her face, it doesn’t hurt her!  It’s fun for her to fling around and shake, once I get sick of throwing it!

Thank you, thank you Chuck it! Flying Squirrel.  I salute you.