Jess’ Neighborhood

NB: Almost certainly not the real Jenny Holzer; instead, most likely, someone quoting her conceptual art from years back. I suspect someone is putting words in the cat's mouth as well, for that matter.

Nonetheless, I like it when these two appear side-by-side in my Twitter feed.

Sockington_holzer

Barack Obama has done a remarkable job of jerking the chains of the press and of amateur political junkies such as myself, announcing that he's picked a VP candidate but postponing the naming of said candidate for as long as possible. In a clever move, his campaign has said they'll first announce the choice via text message (and/or possibly email). This is a good way for them to collect more marketing contacts.

Secrecy notwithstanding, people seem convinced it's Biden. The futures market at intrade.com currently has him at over 75% probability of being Obama's choice. And then there's this:

Chi-del

Hello, Voxers.

While I'll probably glance from time to time when I receive an e-mail about what's going on in my neighborhood, I think I'm done with Vox.  I've got a nifty permanent account over at LJ, and I just don't see what I get here that's so much better than what I have there to the point where it would merit switching.

It was a fun experiment.

If you only know me from here and would like to read my blog, it's at http://isquiesque.livejournal.com - see you there!

I don't know if I'm being manic today or what, but I want to talk talk talk talk talk.  I hope I'm not manic, because that'd be a sign my medication isn't really working and I've gone to great trouble and expense to take this stuff.

So rather than inflict even more of this on my poor LJ readers, I'm posting here!

I finally got contact info for a good friend (and former roomie) who I haven't talked to in a couple of years.  She sort of fell off the grid.  We talked for an hour and a half, and I probably talked for an hour of that.  After I realized and apologized, it was a real struggle not to just completely go off again during the conversation. 

I'd say maybe I'm overcaffeinated, but all I had today was 3/4 of a mug of coffee (let's say 8-12 ounces) and a 12 ounce can of Coke.  No triple-shot lattes or anything.  So I'm venting here.

All together today, I spent about 5 hours on phone with friends from Bloomington with whom I lost touch.  I haven't talked to any of them since I left after my last visit  I found my friend who fell off the grid!  Also,   Arranging a get-together so I'm not running all over town trying to see everyone. woot!  There's only one person that I know of who needs a special trip, because he's ill and housebound.

I got to spend some time engaging in my favorite pasttime.  :)

I get unemployment compensation.  When I signed up, the state told me I'd get a Mastercard debit card and they'd deposit the money into that account and that's how I'd get the compensation.  When I filled out all the paperwork, I signed up for direct deposit, so my first claim was paid via direct deposit, but I expected the card.  Today my SIL told me my brother had gotten his right away, so I called up the UC folks to find out what was up.  Since I filled out direct deposit paperwork, they're going with that, since I don't need the card.  So I checked bank and wow, money's been there for 2 days!  Sneaky money, didn't even say it was coming in or nothing.

That means that the $ for the debt consolidation folks which is automatically withdrawn was actually there to be withdrawn, which I thought it wasn't going to be, so I didn't bounce my payment to them, which is a Very Good Thing.  I like to keep them happy. 

That means I can afford my road trip to Indiana for my friend's mother's funeral and to visit my peeps in Bloomington *waves frantically at anyone from there*. 

I spoke (sort of by accident) with Howard, the grieving widower.  He is a bit hard of hearing, so the conversation was challenging, we were talking all over each other, and he told me twice precisely what he was making for dinner (carrots AND peas together! how exciting!).  But in our very brief conversation - and I didn't think we were really close enough for this sort of 'true confessions' - he said he hasn't really missed Jane yet and he's concerned about that.  I tried to tell him that I thought it was perfectly natural and nothing to be ashamed of, but he couldn't really hear me.  I did let my friend, his son, know that was on his mind so maybe they could talk about it. 

With Howard, Jane's been in the hospital for a week, so he's kind of used to not having her around, and over their long marriage, there may be a few occasions where they were apart for longer stretches, which would mean it's not odd for him yet that she hasn't been around for a while.  Plus, he's been busy!  Many people deal with crisis by becoming super-capable and organized - I am one of those.  So if you're keeping yourself that busy, you haven't had the downtime you'd need to get in touch with your grief.

I didn't get the stuff up on eBay that I wanted to put up for sale, but that'll just have to wait until next week.  Again.

I didn't get the 8 hours of work in today that I'd intended, thanks in part to the whole '5 hours on the phone' thing.

I have cramps from hell as part of the monthly-courses-from-hell(tm).  (thank GOD for codeine or I wouldn't get any sleep at all.  I feel like parts should be falling OUT, I'm in so much pain.)

Mommy went out (which she had to tell me 3 times that she was leaving).  when I went down for coffee, she'd left a pan on the stove along with a note telling me what I should/could have for dinner and signed it ... well, I can't paste in the symbol, but she signed it Mom and turned the first M into a heart.  I know some people would really appreciate that, and I wasn't completely unappreciative, but the longer I stay with her, the more she treats me like a child.  She's been known to call me "punkin" and complain that she never sees me because last week I left the house every day before 8 AM and come home late and go straight to bed.

I should go to bed, to sleep.  But I am not.  I think I'm anxious that something's going to fuck my work up tomorrow and i won't get my hours in.  But the longer I stay up, the more likely it is somethign will get in the way, like me not being able to stay awake.  Ok, I'm going, I'm going now before the codeine I took for my cramps from hell wears off and I'm back to square one with that.

I was very much looking forward to getting into my first women's networking group here in town.  I joined one in Boston almost immediately upon arriving, and yet I never remembered to find one when I got back to town.*  Through a convoluted web search, I found it one, of a sort:

Pittsburgh Airport Area Chamber of Commerce -- 8:30 a.m. to 1:30 p.m., James Centre Banquet Meeting Facility, 327 S. Main St., West End. Women's Interest Network Spring Conference. Cost is $50 for members and $95 for nonmembers. 412-264-6270.

I was hoping there would be no fee.  :(  I could spend the time working more, packing for the trip, preparing everything I need to take to work on in the car...  So maybe next time.  Dad has offered to sponsor me to go to some of these meetings, since he knows how important they are. 

The group I was in when I lived in Boston was free, an evening meeting of women professionals in different fields, more of a social event than this conferences sounds like it would be.  IF anyone knows of such things in Pittsburgh, please let me know.

I also realized months after moving here that I could start attending the HCII weekly free lectures @ CMU like I did when I worked downtown.  I was surprised it hadn't occurred to me before.  But it was summer break, I think, so I had to wait until fall, and then I just forgot until a week or two ago.  I won't even care what the topic is - as long as I have  the time to go, I ought to go.  I have friends to visit in NSH and Wean and perhaps even the Collaborative Innovation Center (I'm assuming this is called CIC?).

That is the name of my fantasy baseball team. I made the icon shown here for them from found clip art.

Ninjabaker

I was taking one of my generic medications this morning and I noticed the pills didn't look like they have before.  I didn't have the info that said what the pill was supposed to look like, and you hear all those horror stories about people getting the wrong drugs at pharmacies.  I google image searched for it but found nothing to confirm this was the right medication, and I was on the point of going to the pharmacy to check. 

But there's this forum called "what's my pill?" on www.pharmer.org where people will post pictures of pills they've found and the experts identify the pills for them.  I've often thought that'd be extremely helpful; I've found pills and had no idea what they were, so usually I just pitch them to be on the safe side. 

I searched for my drug name on the site and I got a page of description about it plus a list of all the manufacturers with text description of what the pills look like.  An example:

Thanks to this I was able to reassure myself that the pill I have is actually one of the generics manufactured for the drug I was intending to take.  And I'm so happy about that I wanted to let y'all know this resource is out there.  Phenomenally helpful.

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