Hummingwolf Tonight

Wednesday, April 29th, 2009 02:07 am
hummingwolf: squiggly symbol floating over rippling water (returned & reused)
Now wearing: Long, lightweight, pale turquoise-ish button-down nightgown and boring underwear.

Now hearing: Siouxsie & the Banshees. "The Killing Jar" has been running through my head for days, so I gave in to the inevitable and pulled out my copy of Peepshow.

Now smelling: Mostly my body odor, not entirely offensive.

Now tasting: Vomit, which does offend me. I was checking up on a housemate a while ago, making sure they were still here and hadn't left the house while the door was open (again). Was asked, "Are you all right?" and suddenly realized the answer was a big, fat NO. Well, that explains why it was so hard to get to sleep.

Now feeling: Sick, which must come as a surprise to anyone who read the preceding paragraph. No, I haven't been to Mexico recently--not since the 1970s.

Now annoyed by: The bathroom sink on this floor isn't draining. If I'm gonna be sick, I really don't want to worry about how far I'll have to walk to wash my hands afterwards.

Beverage of the moment: Plain water in carefully small sips, thanks. I wish it were cold.

Miles walked today... erm, yesterday: Just a little heart.

Last meal eaten: Multigrain toast with Monterey jack cheese, avocado & hummus, with dried cherries for dessert. There would have been something green and leafy as well, but I didn't go to the right store for that (was hoping to go today). I do hope that hummus isn't what's making me oogie tonight. It isn't the best hummus ever, but it is tasty.

Last TV show watched: Monday night's House, M.D.

Next TV show to be watched: Most of the big networks will be showing a presidential news conference tonight, but FOX will have its regularly-scheduled episode of Lie to Me. Are they fair and balanced? Of course not! But I'm more likely to watch Tim Roth tonight and read the important Obama bits some other time.

Suddenly I want: Dark chocolate. It's probably not a good idea to indulge right now, alas.

Last book finished: Octavia E. Butler, Wild Seed.

Now reading: Robin Wall Kimmerer, Gathering Moss: A Natural and Cultural History of Mosses.

News story of the moment: Forget the flu and read about glowing cloned dogs. Giving them all the same name doesn't seem fair somehow.

Oh, the story about medical conflicts of interest is probably important too, but it doesn't have any puppies.

Snail mail of the day: The Social Security Administration finally got around to informing me that I'd be getting my economic stimulus payment next month. I already knew that I should be getting it, but it's reassuring to know that they know it too.

Latest LJ interest: changing ‮directions, further evidence that I am easily amused.

Silly Saturday

Saturday, December 30th, 2006 02:37 pm
hummingwolf: Mathemagical animation made out of string. (Incredible String Thing)
My resolutions and lustsign(s), ganked from [people who posted behind f-locks].

In 2007, hummingwolf resolves to...
Go to megahal every Sunday.
Cut down to ten ocelots a day.
Ask my boss for a propaganda.
Admit my true feelings to stronae.
Get back in contact with some old unicorns.
Buy new mountain lions.

Get your own New Year's Resolutions:

Wow, going to MegaHAL every Sunday is very close to something I already had in mind! So is getting back in touch with some old unicorns, though I'm afraid I don't really have the budget for new mountain lions. Does anybody know where I could buy some of those used in good condition?

As for my true feelings for [ profile] stronae, I'll admit them publicly and in advance of the new year: I truly feel that [ profile] stronae needs to post more often.

Now, as for the lustsign: Ooh, can you stand the suspense? )
hummingwolf: Gold starlike kaleidoscope images. (Gold stars)
Most recently via [ profile] nellorat, here is a silly LiveJournal meme which actually amused me enough to post.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, hummingwolf sent to me...
Twelve sunsets understanding
Eleven unicorns walking
Ten clouds a-wandering
Nine cats sting
Eight lovingkindness a-learning
Seven skritches a-writing
Six inklings a-reading
Five mo-o-o-ountain lions
Four unusual foods
Three charles williams
Two old trees
...and a coinherence in a creativity.
Get your own Twelve Days:

(no subject)

Thursday, September 21st, 2006 09:53 pm
hummingwolf: Drawing of a creature that is part-wolf, part-hummingbird. (Hummingwolf by Dandelion)
Left the house early in the morning (well, early for me) to get to my appointment.

Geese honking
Bright blue sky and cirrus clouds
Morning glories
Children playing

Beautiful fall day, really. Had to get on the Metro, so I read bits of my book (now on Bujold's Cetaganda) for the few minutes I couldn't enjoy the weather. Got off the train, found that I'd missed the bus I'd meant to get on, but the next one would get me to the appointment only a little bit after the appointed time--and then when the next one came, I realized I'd miscalculated. Though I had a SmartCard on me with enough value to ride a Metrobus, the bus I wanted to be on was a county bus. And though I did have enough change on me to ride a county bus, it was, alas, enough change to ride a bus in an entirely different county and not the one I was actually in. So I called to reschedule while kicking myself. Hey, at least the guy on the other end of the line was friendly enough.

Decided to walk around the neighborhood since I was there anyway, enjoying the little shops and resisting the urge to spend food stamps at the Thai grocery to buy apple snail meat. Unfortunately, though it was a beautiful morning for wandering around, my left foot decided it wasn't through being upset with me, so I gave up and limped back home (well, limped back to the station, and then limped home from a different station). When I got here, I realized I was rather tired, really, and developing a fairly nasty headache. Collapsed into bed. Have barely left my room since.

So I didn't accomplish anything particularly useful and I was too worn out to do anything fun. On the plus side, at least I managed to talk myself out of buying dead apple snails, though I'm willing to buy them next week if I can figure out what to do with them. Curry soup, perhaps?

What the heck... while I'm here, how about some memage?
Who, me? )

Quick memage

Friday, April 28th, 2006 09:54 am
hummingwolf: hummingwolf in front of brick wall with flower drawn on it (Wallflower)
Taken from everybody:
Popstrology for 1969
It was a year of unparalleled importance in the self-written cultural history of the baby-boom generation, but self-written histories are always to be mistrusted, particularly when written in the medium of movie and television sound tracks. While 1969 may indeed have been the year of Woodstock, it was also the Year of the Fifth Dimension, who joyously proclaimed the dawning of the age of Aquarius, but whose popstrological rise marked the dawning of the age of Lite & White. There are those who call the founding of the constellation Lite & White by a group of African Americans ironic, but be that as it may, the formation of that mighty constellation in the final year of the sixties bestows upon the Fifth Dimension generation an ability to find islands of blissful calm in times of trouble. And while the line between blissful calm and stifling staleness may be a fine one, it's a line that anyone born in a year that saw the rise of B. J. Thomas and Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head is destined to walk.

My birth song: The Archies, "Sugar, Sugar."

Now that we know what bad pop music defines me, let's find out what bad book defines me--oh, and I'll throw in an interest cloud too.

Read more... )


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