Babble: Life remains hectic

[gement]

Hi, all! I'm carving out this moment in my schedule to tell you that I haven't read my friends list in over a week because I've been crrrrrrazy busy. This state continues indefinitely. I'm checking e-mail about every two days.

If you really want to get information, you should let me know via my brand shiny new celphone, one of the many things I described in loving detail in one of the 20 LJ posts I have mentally composed in the last week. None of them will ever get written down. I just haven't got time. This always happens. Just as life gets interesting, I don't have time to document it for later. There's something deep there.

But anyway, the celphone. If I have you friended, the number will be visible in the next post. As usual, don't stalk me. If I do not have you friended, but you know some of the other people on my friends list, ask them.

In brief: I am now working for at least a month for Children's Hospital TDN, a branch office that runs the paperwork for clinical trials of Cystic Fibrosis drugs. I wrangle the paperwork for the FDA. It's terribly exciting.

I went to Norwescon for 3.5 hours on Saturday night, which was long enough for my tongue to hang about three feet out of my mouth. The Con Far was running very high this year, weirdly so. I'm not complaining; it was very sexy.

I decorated Easter eggs with an agnostic Jew and watched Life of Brian as per family tradition on Easter Sunday, followed by watching Lost Boys and drooling helplessly at Kiefer Sutherland. It's much easier to drool with a buddy, I've noticed. You build on each others' energy, you know?

I have a celphone and an apartment (and a room in the apartment within a week!) and an appointment to donate blood and a library card and grocery shopping and all the other things that say I Actually Live Here. Acquiring these things is currently taking all my energy. If you want to know how I'm doing (more specifically than BUSY!), call or e-mail. I will update again when less insane.

Comments

[corivax.livejournal.com]

Con Far?

[capnexposition.livejournal.com]

Like Pon Far, only geekier.

[gement.livejournal.com]

According to the rather sexually twisted Star Trek universe, Vulcans (probably due to their extraordinary emotional control) rarely show interest in sex. To keep the species from dying out, once every few years a Vulcan will go into full-on crazy rutting mode and want to screw ANYTHING. This is called Pon Far.

A similar shift in brain chemistry seems to happen to con goers sometimes. It can lead to drama and infidelities that neither party would even consider under other circumstances. It also leads to a LOT of drooling in the halls.

[littlemystories.livejournal.com]

I've been too busy moving to watch "Life of Brian" yet, although I now own my very own copy (Target special!). Oh yeah, and I tried to go to Mass yesterday, just for kicks, but we were running late, then we tried for Compline, but it was cancelled due to all the extra Easter services. Wild. I can't believe I attempted to be someone who only goes to church on Easter. At least it wasn't my own church.

[vixyish.livejournal.com]

Just as life gets interesting, I don't have time to document it for later.

Boy do I hear ya. I made this whole big point of how I was going to start writing things down in a paper journal so that I wouldn't lose the important experiences to time and dim memory. Then they kept leaving me without time to write them down. *sigh*

[ex-eldergot.livejournal.com]

Pfft. Vulcans in pon farr feel a painfully dire urge to rut monogamously with their childhood mate-for-life. And their foreplay alone lasts longer than even the hardiest congoer can stay awake.

All that aside, how on earth did Laura never see The Life of Brian? I'm finally astonished...and a little uneasy...