the state of the me
Dec. 5th, 2007 12:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
solipsistnationSo over the past week, I have managed to acquire a case of viral gastroenteritis (which, after the first day, was mostly just annoying), AND have some kind of flu-y respiratory thing. Simultaneously. It's been a BLAST. (Ideally, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
quaintance, you won't catch any of that... I'm sorry if you do...)
I also finally hung up the curtains in the bedroom (acquired not long after moving into this apartment in July) and most of the framed art (finally unpacked after sitting in a crate since, yes, July). I have more art that isn't framed. It's too bad framing is so expensive.
I also spent a bit of time tonight, afterstophittinyrslf went to bed, playing mopey guitar ("Wild Sage," "Wish You Were Here," and an assortment of Iron & Wine tunes all guaranteed to keep the mood cheery and bright), and finally started in on the first lesson of the online watch school.
Today, I dropped my first teensy little screw on the floor under my desk. And when I say "teensy," I mean that you could fit it under your thumbnail with no discomfort. Super-tiny. The head is 1 mm across. Very very small. Luckily, I also retrieved it, using a very handy telescoping magnet with a light built into the tip. I went through and took out screws and put screws back in, hardly breathing, hands as steady as they've ever been. I'd been fighting a sort of dread of screwing stuff up, and it was paralyzing me and keeping me from even trying to work on this (aaah, it's a sixty dollar movement! and I'm going to BREAK IT!), but finally I just sat down and went to work and, after sharpening a screwdriver (! YES, with a loupe and everything, trying to get teensy-weensy burrs off the tip where I must have knocked it against something) took screws out and put screws back in and poked them with tweezers and so on. Next session, I'll actually take pieces off and put them back on.
It's late now. I'm sitting up digesting, my dinner sitting in my gut in a heavy lump. An animal yowls outside. Busses pass on the road. The computer makes whiny fan noises. The guinea pigs rustle around in their house. The neighbors go in and out of their door, up and down their stairs. Books rest on shelves. Dishes hide in cupboards. Fruit slowly ripens in a hanging basket in the kitchen. It has been held that the Universe constitutes a thermodynamically closed system, and if this were true it would mean that a time must finally come when the Universe "unwinds" itself, no energy being available for use. This state is referred to as the "Heat Death of the Universe."
quaintance, you won't catch any of that... I'm sorry if you do...)I also finally hung up the curtains in the bedroom (acquired not long after moving into this apartment in July) and most of the framed art (finally unpacked after sitting in a crate since, yes, July). I have more art that isn't framed. It's too bad framing is so expensive.
I also spent a bit of time tonight, after
stophittinyrslf went to bed, playing mopey guitar ("Wild Sage," "Wish You Were Here," and an assortment of Iron & Wine tunes all guaranteed to keep the mood cheery and bright), and finally started in on the first lesson of the online watch school. Today, I dropped my first teensy little screw on the floor under my desk. And when I say "teensy," I mean that you could fit it under your thumbnail with no discomfort. Super-tiny. The head is 1 mm across. Very very small. Luckily, I also retrieved it, using a very handy telescoping magnet with a light built into the tip. I went through and took out screws and put screws back in, hardly breathing, hands as steady as they've ever been. I'd been fighting a sort of dread of screwing stuff up, and it was paralyzing me and keeping me from even trying to work on this (aaah, it's a sixty dollar movement! and I'm going to BREAK IT!), but finally I just sat down and went to work and, after sharpening a screwdriver (! YES, with a loupe and everything, trying to get teensy-weensy burrs off the tip where I must have knocked it against something) took screws out and put screws back in and poked them with tweezers and so on. Next session, I'll actually take pieces off and put them back on.
It's late now. I'm sitting up digesting, my dinner sitting in my gut in a heavy lump. An animal yowls outside. Busses pass on the road. The computer makes whiny fan noises. The guinea pigs rustle around in their house. The neighbors go in and out of their door, up and down their stairs. Books rest on shelves. Dishes hide in cupboards. Fruit slowly ripens in a hanging basket in the kitchen. It has been held that the Universe constitutes a thermodynamically closed system, and if this were true it would mean that a time must finally come when the Universe "unwinds" itself, no energy being available for use. This state is referred to as the "Heat Death of the Universe."