Ham... wallet?
Apr. 21st, 2009 11:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
As a synonym for female genitalia, it leaves something to be desired, no? Oh spam filter, what would I do without you...
On another front, dreamwidth!!! I feel so out of the loop. This is definitely a sucktastic time to never be near the internets. It is impossible to perform the appropriate amounts ofsuck-up networking. Anyways, if any of you have an invite going spare... *bats eyelashes*
News from the cancer fields: Things mostly the same, except the bills have started coming in. I hate them. They are incomprehensible, the people you can reach by phone are, apparently, paid to be unhelpful, and it is infuriating. My parents continue to be remarkably incompetent for the educated, sensible people that they are, and I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY. Last night, my dad had a fever. Does my mother call the doctor? No. Does she read the nice red, crab-decorated notebook that I have prepared where I write down everything that happens, all the instructions given, and all the doctor's contact info? No. She calls me. Whereupon I have to do all of this, over the phone, and then speak to the doctor, who recommends an antibiotic and calls it in -- then I have to come to their house to pick up the prescription card, run it to the all-night pharmacy, wait to get the prescription filled, run it back to the house. In the middle of the night. (D. [blessings be on his head] drives me around, so this is less aggravating than it could have been, and I'm happy to do the running, but what the fuck????)
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Also, Eve Sedgwick has died. I was extremely fond of her, and will always be inexpressibly grateful to have had the opportunity to work & make things with her, if briefly. On my very first day at the Graduate Center, I met her... and was blown away in a wave of fangirliness -- and since I was already sort of nervous and freaked out with first day jitters, it was all sort of overwhelming. She gave me an enormous cuddly, comforting hug, and I've never forgotten it. It was always a shock to realize that such a fine, penetrating, incisive intellect was housed in such a... snuggly exterior. She was profoundly kind, and I will miss knowing that she is in the world. Sigh. Also, cancer. FUCK YOU.
Anyway. How are you guys doing?
Here is some cool stuff:
a video shown at a Sony executive conference earlier this year regarding the information age. I thought it was pretty neat.
And the Indonesian hobbit skeleton goes live today at SUNY Stonybrook for the first time.
Also, Trek Yourself! Cheezy goodness, sponsored (appropriately) by Cheeze-it. You haven't lived till you've seen yourself as a Vulcan. Live long and prosper, kids.
On another front, dreamwidth!!! I feel so out of the loop. This is definitely a sucktastic time to never be near the internets. It is impossible to perform the appropriate amounts of
News from the cancer fields: Things mostly the same, except the bills have started coming in. I hate them. They are incomprehensible, the people you can reach by phone are, apparently, paid to be unhelpful, and it is infuriating. My parents continue to be remarkably incompetent for the educated, sensible people that they are, and I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY. Last night, my dad had a fever. Does my mother call the doctor? No. Does she read the nice red, crab-decorated notebook that I have prepared where I write down everything that happens, all the instructions given, and all the doctor's contact info? No. She calls me. Whereupon I have to do all of this, over the phone, and then speak to the doctor, who recommends an antibiotic and calls it in -- then I have to come to their house to pick up the prescription card, run it to the all-night pharmacy, wait to get the prescription filled, run it back to the house. In the middle of the night. (D. [blessings be on his head] drives me around, so this is less aggravating than it could have been, and I'm happy to do the running, but what the fuck????)
!!!
Also, Eve Sedgwick has died. I was extremely fond of her, and will always be inexpressibly grateful to have had the opportunity to work & make things with her, if briefly. On my very first day at the Graduate Center, I met her... and was blown away in a wave of fangirliness -- and since I was already sort of nervous and freaked out with first day jitters, it was all sort of overwhelming. She gave me an enormous cuddly, comforting hug, and I've never forgotten it. It was always a shock to realize that such a fine, penetrating, incisive intellect was housed in such a... snuggly exterior. She was profoundly kind, and I will miss knowing that she is in the world. Sigh. Also, cancer. FUCK YOU.
Anyway. How are you guys doing?
Here is some cool stuff:
a video shown at a Sony executive conference earlier this year regarding the information age. I thought it was pretty neat.
And the Indonesian hobbit skeleton goes live today at SUNY Stonybrook for the first time.
Also, Trek Yourself! Cheezy goodness, sponsored (appropriately) by Cheeze-it. You haven't lived till you've seen yourself as a Vulcan. Live long and prosper, kids.
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Date: 2009-04-21 03:41 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-04-21 03:55 pm (UTC)Me: Hi, I've just received this bill I don't understand. The account # is __________.
Them: Oh, yeah. We've sent that to your insurance company. You can disregard it. FOR NOW.
Me: So I don't have to pay this?
Them: You should disregard it for now. Wait a couple of weeks, and if you haven't heard from us by then, call back.
Me: What about this duedate on here.... can I disregard that too? It doesn't matter? I won't get late fees?
Them: Have a nice day! *clickbeep*
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:01 pm (UTC)And they will send you another copy after the insurance pays. And then another copy with actually what you owe in most cases. And if you have to fight the insurance on anything, that will generate more copies. And then sometimes the insurance company will send you copies. And the dates will be wrong on half of them and you'll receive them out of order.
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Date: 2009-04-21 03:54 pm (UTC)Eve Sedgwick was MY GODDESS. Never got to meet her in person, just saw her speak a couple of times at conferences, and of course devoured her writing. What an inspiration. May her hug remain your perennial blessing!
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:00 pm (UTC)Eve was such a lovely person, and indeed an inspiration. And so kind. I wish more Big Name Academics were of her ilk. I'm sorry you never got a chance to spend one-on-one time with her! At least the writing remains...
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Date: 2009-04-21 03:56 pm (UTC)In less important news, this is driving me crazy now, but that video Ian sent I KNOW I've emailed that around-perhaps just to him but I thought to you guys too!
I searched my email about it, but couldn't find as the search terms were too general.
AHH AHH! Oh well, it is just a day after 4/20 ;)
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:02 pm (UTC)You do lots just by being. And yeah, last night SUCKED. And the whole time we were driving around, we were like, WTF. It's 4/20!!!
I'm sorry about the video! I hadn't seen it before, I don't think, but maybe I missed it? My brain is swiss cheese these days, I swear. Feh.
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:04 pm (UTC)Dreamwidth. I'm with you on the incomprehensibility of this at the moment.
Ham wallet? No. Please. :)
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:10 pm (UTC)Dreamwidth is making me feel uncool! *laughs*
The thing about ham wallet -- is it a wallet made of ham??? Or a wallet for ham, i.e. a sausage wallet? Or other relebant pork product. Inquiring minds
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:06 pm (UTC)I like you muchly. : )
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:11 pm (UTC)I guess a little blowing of steam in LJ is excusable. I hope, anyway.
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:06 pm (UTC)I Trekked myself you bad, bad woman. I don't have time for it! But it will make the kids laugh, then I can Trek them, too!
So, New York's a busy place, right? No way an HBO camera crew could close a city street to shoot film? Duh! No, instead they come to Detroit, make over a street to look like NYC, complete with yellow cabs (I expect they had to ship in a few white and Hispanic folks, too. I say this with my tongue firmly in my cheek), close it to the public and film there!!! Nothing like rubbing salt into the wound is there?!
Upside is, if you ever come to Detroit you can see downtown in about 10 minutes. And you'll have no trouble parking!
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:13 pm (UTC)LOL. I am glad to be inciting others to Trek evil!
And don't worry, on TV there don't have to be Hispanic people!!! *my tongue's in my cheek too ;-)*
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:18 pm (UTC)I recommend a nice calming color for the binder - light blue is good, ditto pine needle green.
When I get back from Europe next week I can set this up for you, if you like. Or you might prefer your own system. But the basic rule is pretty obvious and you already know it: KEEP EVERYTHING and TAKE NOTES.
anyway, I love you. And I saw Oscar Wilde's grave today!
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:34 pm (UTC)I owe you email, I know. But now I have to take my dad to the doctor. He insists on taking the subway, even though he has a temperature. WHAT THE FUCK.
Your bill suggestion is good, except... I don't understand what insurance stuff is related to what bill?? They don't seem to match up, really. I'm going to try to organize it myself, but may enlist you upon your return.
lovelovelovelove.
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Date: 2009-04-21 04:50 pm (UTC)Hope doctor visit goes smoothly - I am off to sit by the canal st-martin. you can write me email at yr leisure. tomorrow is back to London!
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Date: 2009-04-21 08:18 pm (UTC)I miss this like crazy, let me say. It's so great to talk to you guys!
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Date: 2009-04-21 05:17 pm (UTC)Boo cancer! Cancer doesn't deserve anything nearly as awesome as fucking.
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Date: 2009-04-21 08:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-21 05:52 pm (UTC)Grandma did NOT get run over by a
reindeerimpatient sports car (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wOdlEacIxBs). (blink or you'll miss it)Spectacular post-it note experiment (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1rZqw5bXb4), by the same guys who did that mintos and coke one.
I totally have a crush on this American Idol constestant. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gZSHm4x4TGk&feature=related) Don't sue me, just check him out performing on AI with a cat-of-nine-tails attached to his belt.
Susan Boyle (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxPZh4AnWyk), who you might have seen/heard of, but if you've missed it, I cried.
*hugs*
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Date: 2009-04-21 08:21 pm (UTC)I'll do the open ID thing! You are a genius.
Yay youtube. It is totally the best distraction ever. Thank you.
I miss y'all so much.
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Date: 2009-04-21 11:20 pm (UTC)I leave on the 6th of May, assuming Air Canada doesn't go kaput in the meantime. *crosses finger*
That's like, two weeks. Which is ridiculous.
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Date: 2009-04-21 06:04 pm (UTC)...
everyone has abandoned us for dreamwidth! *sigh*
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Date: 2009-04-21 08:23 pm (UTC)It's all in the preposition, isn't it? I mean, is it a wallet for ham? A wallet of ham??? I just don't know!
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Date: 2009-04-21 06:59 pm (UTC)Yeaaah.
Sympathies on the parent thing. My mother does things like this to me all the time. There's a reason I avoid the basement. This week it's "give me a haircut" (fact: I'm only good at shaving my head and giving myself mohawks) and "install this smart card in my satellite receiver because I can't understand the directions."
In other news, not dead. Boyfriend had surgery in Friday and is coping badly, pain-wise. I've been sick. Markets keep rejecting me. And eee! Writercon!
Yes.
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Date: 2009-04-21 08:28 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-04-21 08:30 pm (UTC)Mom was asking ME for one. My response: "I didn't know you wanted a mohawk."
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Date: 2009-04-21 08:34 pm (UTC)I do like your answer however. What would you do if she were like, "Well, it has always been a dream of mine..."
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Date: 2009-04-21 08:35 pm (UTC)I mean, honestly. It's the only sensible thing to do at that point.
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Date: 2009-04-22 12:18 am (UTC)If you're not aware of it, there's a lovely LJ called Weeping Cock, on which people post truly hideous porn (some fanfic, some actual published literature). It varies between hilarious and DO NOT WANT, on a regular basis.There's where I saw spam purse. And first stumbled across the infamous 'the velvet sheathed sword that proclaimed him male.'
It's best approached with a a sense of humor and a large bottle of brain bleach, but trust me, I've seen waaay worse things than 'ham wallet' posted there.