Archive for January, 2009

29 January

I’m a Great Aunt

Actually, I’m a fantastic aunt, but that’s not the point. My oldest niece had a baby girl by c-section yesterday evening. They named her Rose Sophia (Sophia being my middle name, my grandmother’s name – and they didn’t know that)…

Anyway, I got the call from my brother. He didn’t know that Boy was a section birth as well so he was asking what he could do to help the family out while my niece recovers from the surgery. I suggested that since her hubby has a job that will keep him busy and with a new baby he’ll be busy doing that too. So things like shopping, shovelling sidewalks, vacuuming will likely fall by the wayside. Helping with that would be of enormous help to the new parents. So that’s what he’s going to volunteer to do.

28 January

Absence Makes the Heart

…do something.

I’ve not had the wherewithall to do much in the way of entries of late. I’ve done homework, but mostly I’ve retreated into the realm of make believe and watched Law and Order: SVU. Really, that’s been pretty much all I’ve done. Well, I did work, I did eat, I did sleep. I even went to school. But when I wasn’t doing those things I had my face attached to my computer screen watching old episodes.

In other news, I’ve got one of my required three committee members for my MA stuff. I have one more to get, but I’ve not met her and have to meet and talk with her first. I did send her an email. I hope that she gets back to me soon.

I can’t say that life is all beer and skittles. I don’t like beer at all and skittles don’t thrill me much either. The antidepressants have taken the edge off the depression and some of the anxiety, but not enough. I struggle a lot with motivation and doing things that are required of me (as demonstrated by my current obsession with past episodes of SVU). I have an appointment with the doctor tomorrow afternoon to assess whether to increase the dose or try another drug.

Boy has started a new semester at school. He says he’s enjoying it thus far. We’ll see how things go for him.

I probably won’t be online much for the next week or so. I have two presentations to prepare for next week and one for the week after. I also have an online assignment required to be done as well as getting a project proposal done for Methods. I’m a titch swamped and since I’m having troubles with concentration it’s best I focus what little I have on school work.

I’m sure things will change. Please be patient.

23 January

Hello, Kitty. Revisited

21 January

Hello Kitty


Your result for The Animal Archetype Test…

The Cat

Domestic, Solitary, Serious, Intelectual: you are the Cat!

Cat represents a balance of strength in both physical and spiritual, psychic and sensual powers, merging these two worlds into one. Curious, intelligent, and physically adept, cat people tend to live in a world all their own.

This test categorized you based on four different axes of personality, which were then associated with a different animal. The four axes, as well as all possible results are explained below.

Wild/Domestic: This first axis categorizes you based on how much you are drawn to the outdoors, versus how much you are drawn to civilized situations. Domesticity has many shapes and forms, and varies from the joy of dolphins leaping next to a ship to the steadfast loyalty of a family dog.

Gregarious/Solitary: This axis measures how solitary you are. If you scored high, it means that you enjoy the company of other people, while a low score indicates that you prefer a more solitary lifestyle.

Trickster/Serious: This axis measures how well you line up with conventional trickster archetypes. People who fall into this archetype have a sense of humor and an excitable, highly chaotic streak. Scoring low doesn’t mean that you don’t have a sense of humor; it just means that you probably don’t think dynamite is very funny.

Intellectual/Emotional: This last axis determines whether you are more emotional — acting based on feelings and instinct, or rational and intelectual — acting more on thought than on your gut feelings.

Wild Gregarious Trickster Intellectual The Hyena
Wild Gregarious Trickster Emotional The Otter
Wild Gregarious Serious Intellectual The Antelope
Wild Gregarious Serious Emotional The Wolf
Wild Solitary Trickster Intellectual The Weasel
Wild Solitary Trickster Emotional The Coyote
Wild Solitary Serious Intellectual The Raven
Wild Solitary Serious Emotional The Frog
Domestic Gregarious Trickster Intellectual The Fox
Domestic Gregarious Trickster Emotional The Dolphin
Domestic Gregarious Serious Intellectual The Horse
Domestic Gregarious Serious Emotional The Dog
Domestic Solitary Trickster Intellectual The Rat
Domestic Solitary Trickster Emotional The Ferret
Domestic Solitary Serious Intellectual The Cat
Domestic Solitary Serious Emotional The Squirrel


Take The Animal Archetype Test
at HelloQuizzy

18 January

Oh, Those Graveyards

Twelve hour shifts are real kickers. I’m very glad that I don’t have to go back again tonight. Because of school, I don’t work the extra 4 hours on Sundays that complete the weekend graveyard shifts.

It’s like a rock and a hard place. It’s going to take me a week to shift my hours back to days. Days are ok, but they’re exhausting. I end up all over the building, add cooking and getting food put away and all that. I really dislike weekend shifts.

I have nothing of any import to talk about tonight. I’m just out of bed. My dreams are becoming a bit more active, though nothing like the Paxil dreams. I’m monitoring the situation. My mood otherwise is improving. I don’t want to bite the heads off of people who irritate me and though I still get random urges to cry, they’re not as much of a problem. My anxiety levels are more under control. Oh, the drug’s name is Cipralex (escitalopram oxalate tablets), related to Celexa. I don’t know what the difference between the two are or even if they’re made by different companies.

Dutchess Declaw’dia is doing just fine. One of her favourite toys is a shoe lace. She’s hilarious to watch when she’s playing with that. We also make sure the fishing toy (sparkly plastic streamers on a string attached to a stick) is dangling so that she can play with that. She loves that thing. She’ll also play with the mouse that makes squeaky noises when it’s hit or thrown hard enough to bonk on the floor. Right now she’s on the ottoman. She matches that stool. Seriously, it’s like they were made for each other.

Our downstairs neighbour is getting a delivery of food. I know this because the dude rang our doorbell. However, access to the basement suite is through the back door. There’s a doorbell button back there for the suite. It’s necessary to push that button because the neighbour won’t hear the banging on the door. His suite is past the common area. So, what’s the delivery dude doing? Yes, despite the bill saying “back door” he comes to the front. He rang our doorbell. Now, because there’s a doorbell button at the back door, he’s banging at the door. Something makes me think that delivery guy is going to university.

There. That’s my intellectual capability for the day. After this I’m going to catch up on the blogs that I’m not able to read when I do these stupid 12 hour shifts and then I’m going to be reading about postmodern theorists for tomorrow’s class. Thrill of thrills.

Ta-Ra

15 January

Hookie

I skipped school today. I woke up feeling nauseated and totally exhausted. While I admit to staying awake watching episodes of Law and Order: SVU way too late last night, the nausea was a new twist. So I stayed home.

I didn’t get up until just after lunch. Bran arrived home with a package of socks he’d ordered from the net (he seems happy with them). He left sometime after that to get a massage. When Boy got home I was eating saltines and almonds. They seemed to help ease the nausea. By the time Bran got home I was somewhat peckish, and the nausea had abated enough to think about eating something.

Boy and Bran went out and played badminton tonight. I remained home and watched more SVU episodes. Yes, I’m avoiding the ever higher pile of homework.

That’s it for today.

14 January

It’s Been One of Those Days

I had to work last night, so I was somewhat tired this morning. I so much, did not want to go to school. However, being the second week of classes I didn’t want to leave a poor impression. I’d forgotten that we had a guest speaker. Our professor couldn’t stay. His wife was/is pregnant and her due date was today. She’d been having “pains” and was in hospital being checked. I ended up being the one to facilitate the presentation by the guest speakers.

Our speaker was Serge LeClerc, an MLA with a colourful background. He spent many years in various federal penitentiaries in Eastern Canada before he decided at 38 that he’d had enough. He got an education while inside, continued his education outside and has done various and sundry work afterward. He’s also a Conservative…in Saskatchewan he’s a member of the Saskatchewan Party. Same pile, different name.

He began his presentation/lecture by insulting everyone in the class. Yeah, a really good way to start. I can’t say I disagreed with all he said. He advocates early intervention with children who commit crimes, keeping them out of the “justice system” and thus avoiding having labels become self-fulfilling prophesies. He spent much of his time bashing the previous government (forgetting that before this past one, his own was in power and did nothing but rack up a huge debt). I wish I’d counted the number of times he used the phrase “hand up, not hand out”. Jingoisms leave me cold. I have no doubt to his passion and his dedication. However, because he’s dealing with the products of the Criminal Code and that’s federal jurisdiction, his success will be limited.

He’s also a fan of indeterminate sentences. In his dream prison system, the only way people would be able to get out of prison is to take programming to address their problems. He thinks that if you commit a crime you don’t just do the time, you lose all rights as a citizen. Of course, that can’t happen. The Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms says he can’t and the Supreme Court will ensure that.

I do think that working with community organizations to help offenders access necessary programs and services is a good idea. Communities know what needs are unfulfilled and are more effective in many ways than government imposed systems. I do have some concerns with the funding of “faith based” organizations since the majority of them have an agenda of proselytizing and connecting services with being required to follow their faith systems. If someone is sentenced to work with them it could be a problem. However, if the government is willing to work with any faith based group, not just Christians, then ok. However, knowing the Conservatives as I do, I doubt they’d work with a pagan faith based group no matter how affective the programs are. Colour me sceptical.

He and I butted heads a few times. He pulled the “I’m more an expert than you” card more than a few times. While I will be the first to admit that I don’t have his experiences, he also doesn’t have mine. When I talked about how CSC lacks adequate accountability (as several government appointed commissions have pointed out time and again) he claimed they did.

I could go on, but let’s just say that the whole experience left me offended and concerned about what’s going to be happening. The phrases “bleeding heart liberal”, “common sense” (whose?), the ubiquitous “hand up, not hand out” and others that were bandied about with reckless abandon. He did leave us a present of his book. I don’t know when I’ll get around to read it though.

I have reading I need to get done for tomorrow, but it’s all about qualitative research and that’s not too exciting. In fact, it’s kind of dull and being tired like I am it’s going to be hard reading.

I discovered that I have to make sure I check my blocked comments to ensure that none of your’s get caught in there. It never occurred to me that regular comments would get caught in that filter. They did. I approved the latest ones, scanned back to a while ago for any more recent ones and then deleted the rest. Hopefully no one lost any. But they’re all there now. I don’t know what it was about them that triggered the filter, but I’ll be checking it more often than when I have over 1500 blocked.

That’s about it for now. At least that’s all I can think of at the moment. I think I’m going to lay down for a nap.

Ta-Ra

11 January

Truer Words Were Never Spoken

Keith Richards
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11 January

Frivelous Frivolity

Alan Rickman
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11 January

Early Morning Thinkery

I shouldn’t do it. Not before I have to go to bed. Now I’m tired and agitated by the frustration of knowing that I’m going to have to play some serious politics and probably lie to get my research done with CSC. I’ve already hit a roadblock…it’s in my own head.