2004-02-06

cthulhia: (bunny)
2004-02-06 11:30 am

[m4w] faith

Step eleven of the typical 12-step program is, apparently, about having religious beliefs.
My only real experience with anyone who actually did a 12-step program was Bridezilla. She entered Overeaters Anonymous and exited born-again, which supports the assertion that there's a definite Christian/Conversion subtext to it all.

Luckily, it seems our m4w writer will have none of that. No amount of reading or thinking or external input will change was some part of you simply knows.
Spirituality is experiencial. Distinguish what you do believe from what you "should" believe.

This leads us to todays Women's Wit, from Georgette Heyer: When fate’s got it in for you, there’s no limit to what you may have to put up with.

Appropriately enough, Close to Home is a prisoner looking with horror at his cellmate's gleeful receipt of a karaoke machine.

Meanwhile, I've reached what [livejournal.com profile] hammercock would refer to as the lung-butter portion of my cold, which usually indicates it's nearly over. I slept for 11+ hours last night. That seems to have helped a bit. I'd been taking a lone advil during the day, but now I'm out. I'm theorizing that I really only needed it for the caffiene, so instead upping the coffee and tea now. I really don't want to make the extra trip to restock. Why expose myself to Boston Drivers on Snow any more than absolutely necessary?
cthulhia: (Default)
2004-02-06 11:30 am

[m4w] faith

Step eleven of the typical 12-step program is, apparently, about having religious beliefs.
My only real experience with anyone who actually did a 12-step program was Bridezilla. She entered Overeaters Anonymous and exited born-again, which supports the assertion that there's a definite Christian/Conversion subtext to it all.

Luckily, it seems our m4w writer will have none of that. No amount of reading or thinking or external input will change was some part of you simply knows.
Spirituality is experiencial. Distinguish what you do believe from what you "should" believe.

This leads us to todays Women's Wit, from Georgette Heyer: When fate’s got it in for you, there’s no limit to what you may have to put up with.

Appropriately enough, Close to Home is a prisoner looking with horror at his cellmate's gleeful receipt of a karaoke machine.

Meanwhile, I've reached what [livejournal.com profile] hammercock would refer to as the lung-butter portion of my cold, which usually indicates it's nearly over. I slept for 11+ hours last night. That seems to have helped a bit. I'd been taking a lone advil during the day, but now I'm out. I'm theorizing that I really only needed it for the caffiene, so instead upping the coffee and tea now. I really don't want to make the extra trip to restock. Why expose myself to Boston Drivers on Snow any more than absolutely necessary?
cthulhia: (blonde)
2004-02-06 12:30 pm

Seeking A/V recommendations

My mum and sister want to buy me a TV. They are suitably horrified that I don't have one. (Even the crap hand-me-down TV has finally died.) I've been putting it off.

But, last night I didn't have the energy to do more than doze at media, and felt a distinct lack of options.

I'm not sure what their price cap is, but I suggested one of those flat TVs, and they glared at me. I'm figuring, reasonable. Of course, I have no idea what is reasonable for a TV, having never purchased one. (And, yeah, I will probably get a matching TiVO as well, and I suppose I need to check out a DVD and VHS player... although there is a VHS player in the house that belongs to none of the current residents...)

So this brings me to another media issue. I also have never purchased a stereo. I've been given boom boxes, walkmans and discmans. I had the hand-me-down components at my parents' house. My apartment currently houses [livejournal.com profile] kalessin's giant speakers that are rendered intolerable by a constant buzzing noise, and ([livejournal.com profile] mangosteen's?) old receiver(?).

So, what I'd like is: small, wall-mountable speakers, preferably wired so I can play music in the kitchen or in the front rooms (the way [livejournal.com profile] ceo set it up when we used to live together), a small system, and, if I'm getting a new TV, I suppose I should aim for something surround-sound. Also, for the sake of space, I suppose I should get something like an ipod so I can rip all my cds onto it and just connect that to the stereo.

(Not as urgent, but on deck: I also want to get different living room furniture. I want a big chair with an ottoman, that I can sleep in sitting up, without rolling over, for when I'm as congested as I was for most of this week. And a couch long enough to lie down on, instead of that inappropriately-named loveseat.)

Recommend?
cthulhia: (blonde)
2004-02-06 12:30 pm

Seeking A/V recommendations

My mum and sister want to buy me a TV. They are suitably horrified that I don't have one. (Even the crap hand-me-down TV has finally died.) I've been putting it off.

But, last night I didn't have the energy to do more than doze at media, and felt a distinct lack of options.

I'm not sure what their price cap is, but I suggested one of those flat TVs, and they glared at me. I'm figuring, reasonable. Of course, I have no idea what is reasonable for a TV, having never purchased one. (And, yeah, I will probably get a matching TiVO as well, and I suppose I need to check out a DVD and VHS player... although there is a VHS player in the house that belongs to none of the current residents...)

So this brings me to another media issue. I also have never purchased a stereo. I've been given boom boxes, walkmans and discmans. I had the hand-me-down components at my parents' house. My apartment currently houses [livejournal.com profile] kalessin's giant speakers that are rendered intolerable by a constant buzzing noise, and ([livejournal.com profile] mangosteen's?) old receiver(?).

So, what I'd like is: small, wall-mountable speakers, preferably wired so I can play music in the kitchen or in the front rooms (the way [livejournal.com profile] ceo set it up when we used to live together), a small system, and, if I'm getting a new TV, I suppose I should aim for something surround-sound. Also, for the sake of space, I suppose I should get something like an ipod so I can rip all my cds onto it and just connect that to the stereo.

(Not as urgent, but on deck: I also want to get different living room furniture. I want a big chair with an ottoman, that I can sleep in sitting up, without rolling over, for when I'm as congested as I was for most of this week. And a couch long enough to lie down on, instead of that inappropriately-named loveseat.)

Recommend?
cthulhia: (art outings)
2004-02-06 11:12 pm

chrissy caviar

The Decordova's new show, while no Pat Keck, is still, well, exactly as weird as expected. (This is a good thing.) Essentially, a study in self-portraiture; artists with cancer, artists with their parents, artists with their parents with cancer... this made me glad I didn't try too hard to get anyone to join me. (Aside from my being on that side of 128 already, and the weather being craptastic...)

However, one of the pieces that, I, as a sicko, found rather amusing, was the Chrissy Caviar, which adds up to a dozen eggs. Human eggs. The label was a delight, reminding me of George Carlin suggesting that Caucasian sounded like a mountain range (which may in fact be where the term originates?)
cthulhia: (Default)
2004-02-06 11:12 pm

chrissy caviar

The Decordova's new show, while no Pat Keck, is still, well, exactly as weird as expected. (This is a good thing.) Essentially, a study in self-portraiture; artists with cancer, artists with their parents, artists with their parents with cancer... this made me glad I didn't try too hard to get anyone to join me. (Aside from my being on that side of 128 already, and the weather being craptastic...)

However, one of the pieces that, I, as a sicko, found rather amusing, was the Chrissy Caviar, which adds up to a dozen eggs. Human eggs. The label was a delight, reminding me of George Carlin suggesting that Caucasian sounded like a mountain range (which may in fact be where the term originates?)