kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
Hello! You are a person! You are probably lovely! I like people!

This journal ends up being a bit of a mix of Srs Business (rants; things I've learned from counselling; &c), fannish & scientific joy, linkspams, poetry, & misc life updates. I tag fairly compulsively, though not always helpfully; I use content notes; I aim to maintain this as a safer space, and appreciate (but do not expect!) call-outs when I mess up. Possibly helpful: a little about (some of) the important people in my life.

I like it if you introduce yourself when you subscribe, but it's definitely not required. Probably 30% of this journal is access-locked; I give access very readily. Fanworks are always public; AO3 is the canonical place to find my list of works. I'm very happy for you to link to anything that's public, and I'll be even happier if you let me know you're doing it. :-)

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kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
1. Lunch was sourdough bread made from my breadpet that was identifiably sourdough, it was great, I will add more water next time; and leek-and-potato soup with bay leaves & lovage (Liebstoeckel) from my mother's garden, & the best parev chicken-style stock.

2. I continue to listen to Vienna Teng on loop.

3. I was rather irritated by the most recent poetry-in-translation I read (because of the translator, not the author!). I accidentally had a bit of a rant and consequently feel somewhat better.

4. My largest smallcousin is a fuckin' rockstar and I am so proud of her.
kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
I am going to try to get to:


(I am still apparently too brainwrong to reliably book tickets for myself for things I want to go to, let alone other folk, so it'd be lovely to see you but I am not going to cope w organising because brains; sorry!)
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I have been saying for some time that I really need to look at voting statistics for my borough in order to determine whether I need to vote for my (mostly competent, keeps trying to pick twitter fights with Julian Huppert) Labour MP Andrew Slaughter in order to avoid a Tory, or whether Andy's sufficiently safe that I can vote LD or Green instead depending on policies and candidates.

As it turns out, there isn't enough record to make a good call because the borough's only bloody existed since like 2010 (in its most recent incarnation; it previously existed 1885-1918 and 1983-1997, but I'm not poking at boundary maps hard enough to work out whether that's meaningful for my purposes). Anyway, it looks like Andy's sufficiently safe that I can vote according to my politics + desire for candidates without risking getting a bloody Conservative in; which means I will wait for Green & LD candidates to be announced and then make my mind up. (For all Andy annoys me he does mostly respond plausibly to letters and I approve of his interactions with the NHS, so.)
kaberett: a patch of sunlight on the carpet, shaped like a slightly wonky heart (light hearted)
First Charing Cross appointment survived as of Wednesday lunchtime! Barrett did an excellent job of walking the line of the non-actionable; he was determined to tell me lots of incredibly irrelevant anecdotes about his time working with youth offenders, but fundamentally I treated him like an incompetent and irritating supervisor who considered me incompetent and irritating, and this worked well. (Case in point: I successfully rendered him temporarily speechless by telling him very politely that naturally I understood that he had to take a conservative approach...)

Outcomes: I now ~understand~ that ~gender neutrality~ is like ~anarchism~ in that it is inherently unstable and will inevitably collapse into one of democracy or dictatorship (YOU'RE WELCOME); I note that "people find it too difficult to present as gender neutral in ~~~real life~~~" is not in point of fact an argument that gender-neutral identities don't exist, and you position yourself uniquely to believe that in fact they do not; "but what if in a decade's time you don't feel comfortable taking your shirt off on a beach!!!" is not in fact an argument against giving me top surgery now; etc etc. Not dreadful, nothing I couldn't cope with, and next time I possibly get to see Lorimer.


My mental health has improved markedly since starting the vitD, which is extremely pleasant. I am so, so much better; it's a great relief - I'm back down to PHQ-9 score of 8 (from 18 when we tested my bloods). (8 is operating-within-normal-parameters for me -- I am scoring quite highly on the fatigue questions because I've had a long lab stint, and have been in work every day yes-including-weekends since sometime early last week.)


The rest of the ten good things! )
kaberett: A pomegranate, with eyes and mouth drawn onto masking tape and applied (pomegranate)
So I have some friends visiting, and they have a different friend visiting, and she was craving Ethiopian food, so my friends asked the internet (... in the basement at work where there is internet). They found Kokeb and it is great. It is so, so good.

It is run by auntie, right, who cheerfully self-described to us as "bossy auntie". Auntie went to university in Ethiopia and had her first daughter there, moved to Bulgaria and had her second child and became sufficiently fluent in Bulgarian to work for the Bulgarian government, and then she moved to London and set up an amazing restaurant. As far as we can tell it's an entirely one-woman show; like, she will take orders, check that everybody's ordered everything they want with cheery warnings that if you don't get in now you'll be waiting for a while, and then disappears out back until reappearing Some Time Later with food.

There were four of us; we paid under £40 including tip for Plenty Of Food and also tip.

... food. Food. The "hot and spicy" was well within my tolerance; we had weekend-special-wot (shiro - chickpeas), fule (delicious fava bean thing), ayeb be-gomen (delicious cheese thing), and lots of misc veg - misor wot (red lentil), alicha kik (yellow lentil), spinach, fosolia & carrot (I was so excited about how they use the correct green bean word), ye-atiklt wot (potato carrot misc veg thing), and four injera (delicious sour bread product). We inhaled it all and it was brilliant and we were so happy and it was so good. Like, I cannot do justice to how happy we all were about putting it our faces. I think my absolue favourite was the yellow dal or possibly the fosolia&carrot but I would really not want to have to pick just one thing.

... and as we were leaving auntie hugged us all!! She did not do that to all the customers but like friendpeople semi got into an auntie-off with her and she clearly decided to adopt us a bit? The food was brilliant & she was wonderful & just -- yes, yes I will be going back.

The only thing to be aware of is that she has a fairly strong preference for you to phone ahead so she knows how many injera to make each day so she doesn't run out (and also that the card machine is currently broken so she is cash-only) (and that it is an entirely one-woman show so service is not as fast as it might be if, you know, there was more than one of her) but aaaaaaaah need to find an excuse to go back asap. With company. The better to order EVERYTHING rather than being restricted to just one or two dishes. (Four people seems to be optimum - that way you can get pretty much every veg item on the menu and have the right amount of food without making auntie stick tables together.) So, you know, volunteers? ;)
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1. December Days masterpost is still collecting links! I am really looking forward to reading all the awesome stuff people are putting out. (In comments [personal profile] theladyscribe notes that they're hosting a friending meme, if you want to go play!)

2. I've still got some days available! Feel free to go prompt. (And even if it looks like I won't have days free, go for it - I can drop topics from people who've got two, or combine similar ones, etc.)

3. Love meme continues! I just unscreened about 60 comments (including one new nomination) that came in over the weekend (hometernot is still hometernot, but switchover to new ISP happens on Sunday...) I am going to try to get my act together to start leaving comments for you. <3 If you would like to be nominated but are feeling edgy about participation, by all means PM me and I will do the thing for you!

4. [personal profile] sebastienne, the boything, and my housemate conspired to gift me a bunch of dinosaurs - two origami ones, one sheet of stickers - which were scattered artfully around my desk at home when I got it. :-)
kaberett: a watercolour painting of an oak leaf floating on calm water (leaf-on-water)
For me there's at least two main categories, roughly analogous to two types of pain: the warning, that you're overdoing something and hurting yourself; and the sense of stretching, of building yourself stronger and surer -- which is how the apparent dichotomy between my determination to do one thing every day that scares me (and to love fiercely though not fearlessly) and my determination to listen to my hindbrain's warning systems can be resolved.

Of course it's more complicated than that and of course something can be both at once; but I've grown very familiar with variations on a theme of pain (does it impart new information or can it be safely ignored as background? is it background that I shouldn't be ignoring? can I tell why and where it originates? is it a challenge and therefore a gift, or a warning of worse to come? is it time to turn back?) and I begin to believe I might be able to become sufficiently familiar with variations on a theme of fear.

This appears to be the best I can articulate it; I've tried to think of other distinguishing features, tried to talk about fear that makes me smaller versus fear that challenges me to expand, but none of those quite feel as accurate or as true as fear as a warning versus fear as strength-in-the-making; and perhaps even that isn't right: because there is strength, too, in daring to listen to yourself that closely, and in daring to trust yourself enough to act on what you hear; but nonetheless it's what I've got for now.
kaberett: Blue-and-red welly boots on muddy ground. (boots)
Today I am mostly in lab, with 20-30 minute breaks between flurries of activity in the main room that is currently at 16degC WHICH IS AN IMPROVEMENT ON THE 13degC IT WAS WHEN I GOT IN AT 7.30. (By all means tell me it isn't that cold! Then you get to sit stationary on an uncomfortable wooden stool in significant wind chill. "But Alex," you are perhaps thinking, "your laboratory is indoors," and you'd be right - but it's a clean lab, with the entire air volume of the suite of rooms being replaced 50 times an hour, with additional positive pressure inside the flow hoods, so it is in fact non-trivial.) Hence: bad selfies.


Deep navy blue jumper with bizarre drawstrings at waist, probably from a charity shop, acquired when sorting through Mama's clothes after her death; checked too-large-for-me shirt largely invisible, definitely acquired from a charity shop by Mama for Papa (when it turned out not to fit she attempted to give it to Middle Brother, who disdained it, which is how I ended up with it); fringed dip-dyed scarf/shawl in dusky blues from a charity shop but this time acquired by me; disconcerting-shade-of-green corduroy trousers acquired from eBay this week; and, of course, the boots (courtesy as always of the boything ♥):

kaberett: Photo of a pile of old leather-bound books. (books)
HELLO PEOPLE lots of you lovely folk are doing the December Days meme (or contemplating giving it a go). I would like to make a master post but failed to think of this until enough had gone by that my shonky short-term memory lost usernames, and in any case I think it would be polite to make sure you're actually cool with me linking this rabble to you!

If you'd like me to link to you in this round-up, can you leave a link to your prompts post in comments? Cheers! xx

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kaberett: Toph making a rock angel (toph-rockangel)
Geochemistry is a compilation of imprecise, irreproducible and uncoordinated analyses.
(i) Keep the rocks in mind, for they cannot be reduced to analytical measurements; (ii) (from O. F. Tuttle) minerals are the archives of the rocks; (iii) keep filing [your] fingernails while waving [your] arms.

Relatedly: a lecturer's assertion during my undergrad that fundamentally you cannot argue with the rocks [ergo any theory you develop must be supported by the rocks], hence in part this poem of mine; and the general feeling among my group's principle investigators that geochemistry is fundamentally characterised by paranoia, and how relaxed you're willing to be about cleanliness.

Good news!

Nov. 13th, 2014 12:03 pm
kaberett: a patch of sunlight on the carpet, shaped like a slightly wonky heart (light hearted)
I have a significant vitD deficiency! (I'm at ~23 units, versus bottom of the normal range at 80 units). Ergo we're going to Make Supplementation Happen, and this will hopefully result in less fatigue and better-managed depression. 25 tablets a week for the next ten weeks, then retest and hopefully drop down to a more sensible prophylactic dose...
kaberett: a patch of sunlight on the carpet, shaped like a slightly wonky heart (light hearted)
0. PHILAE. xkcd on the topic is fantastic. As we approached landing o'clock, the rest of the kids in my pod gathered around the person with the most monitors (three goodness knows why) and we watched the live coverage en masse, on the grounds that anyone who didn't want to know about SPACE ROBOT LANDING should probably not be on an open-plan floor full of geology PhD students. I have done some small cries - my feelings about space robots are v similar to my feelings about life boats. Quoth my supervisor, on the topic of the live coverage, "This is like some messed-up space version of Eurovision - there's that lady who came on stage and was all 'and now, Germany...'". :D

1. We have changed ISP; the switchover will happen on the 24th, at which point I might have a more reliable internet connection at home (as of this morning still no connectivity, nor has there been for a week).

2. I am listening to Hymn of Acxiom on loop, partly because of something [personal profile] recessional said and partly Just Because; I am currently comparing-and-contrasting with Collecting You by the Indigo Girls.

3. Last night I made mattar paneer for the first time; some things I would change, but fundamentally a plausible thing (I was genuinely baffled by the oddly specific quantities in many recipes I found - 6-7 cashew nuts? really???) that I can make again in future.

4. Also pear-and-cinnamon-and-hazelnut brownie! Much as previously discussed, only this time I stuck in a good teaspoon of ground cinnamon, coarsely diced two slightly underripe pears to have small lumps, didn't add any extra sugar, and replaced 100g of the flour with roasted hazelnut meal. Friend-whose-face-I-get-to-put-my-face-on approved.

5. ... friend-whose-face-I-get-to-put-my-face-on. During yesterday's conversation I realised to my horror that in much the same sense that vocal conversations can suffer from miscommunications arising from ambiguous or incorrect bracketing, the ways I communicate involve meaningful whitespace. (This is clearly not unique to me, but I was briefly very distressed that spoken interactions involve meaningful whitespace, because it was the thing that scared me off python for years. :-p)

6. FWFIGTPMFO fixed the lights in the kitchen -- I had replacement bulbs, but I'd had about five people (including myself) look at the wretched light fittings and be completely baffled as to how to extricate them; this is something we have been trying and failing to fix since we moved in at the beginning of January.

7. [personal profile] sebastienne enthusiastically livetexting me reactions to Orphan Black and Elementary because I can't do my normal watch-along wossname over IM given hometernot <3

8. ahhhhhhhhhhh part one of pre-Ancillary-Justice short story available!!!

9. Some science progress today in lab! And uh mostly lab-progress because I've spent the rest of the day going AAAAAAAAAAAAH SPACE ROBOTS and grinning ridiculously (rather than making algebra bend to my will) BUT more of that will occur tomorrow... and in fact this evening if I want to hit milestone goals from supervisor >_>

10. Osteopath yesterday morning positive. She was competent at going "... you want to be seeing an NHS hypermobility clinic, not me" and is telling the GP who referred to me so; she agrees that I obviously have hypermobility syndrome; and is impressed by my feet + ankles being basically fine given what my knees and elbows and hips are like. Have been given some hypermobility-focussed physio (practising balancing on one leg; do for both sides, 3x45s per leg per day, shut eyes if I can manage it, one finger only on supportive surface for balance; if doesn't cause problems, move up to balancing on ball of foot instead of foot flat to ground).


Tomorrow I have follow-up on the depression-related bloods, and tomorrow evening I have counselling...
kaberett: a watercolour painting of an oak leaf floating on calm water (leaf-on-water)
(Grumping, as an aside that you are entirely free to ignore: Advent does not start on the 1st of December. This year it starts on the 30th of November. I think the only thing that irritates me more than being expected to happily participate in secular-or-otherwise celebrations of festivals of a religion I left is people, particularly in secular contexts, doing it wrong.)

I liked doing the post-every-day-in-December meme last year, so let's try it again this time around, eh? (With the caveat that I'm expecting to travel down to Cornwall on the 28th and not expecting to have Internet access there, so that might delay the last few days.) Rules, as last year: pick a day and tell me what you'd like me to write about. I don't mind about format - if you'd like to request a poem then please do! And similarly, happy to fact or fiction or somewhere in between.

December 01 - a type of crafting I haven't learned yet but would really like to (for [personal profile] frith_in_thorns)
December 02 - personal experience of racism (for [livejournal.com profile] ghoti)
December 03 - a beautiful thing made by a human or humans, fact or fiction or poetry (for [personal profile] el_staplador)
December 04 - favourite sky-rocks (for [personal profile] nanila)
December 05 - something about the geology near my home or lab (for [personal profile] redbird)
December 06 - my gender expression (for [personal profile] jelazakazone)
December 07 - traditional pre-Christmas practices (for [personal profile] birke)
December 08 - life with a wheelchair in it (for [personal profile] jesse_the_k)
December 09 - cit[y/ies] I have known and loved (for [personal profile] glass_icarus)
December 10 - polyamory: identification & negotiation (for [personal profile] alexseanchai)
December 11 - the best time/s to visit Kew and why, especially for trees (for [personal profile] spiralsheep)
December 12 - a piece of nature observation, any format (for [personal profile] davidgillon)
December 13 - favourite winter beverage (for [personal profile] emperor)
December 14 - feminism & humour (for [personal profile] jedusaur)
December 15 - my relationship with snow (for [personal profile] silveradept)
December 16 - social scripts and using them to communicate (when/how) (for [personal profile] syderia)
December 17 - things I like about my least favourite season (for [personal profile] umadoshi)
December 18 - sexuality and relationships: how do they even work? & My Feelings About Penises (for )
December 19 - songs of the year (listened to, rather than released) (for [personal profile] littlebutfierce)
December 20 - a poem for [personal profile] kate :-)
December 21 - family's traditional winter holiday food (for [personal profile] forestofglory)
December 22 - something cheerful (for [personal profile] strangecharm)
December 23 - reflections on a year in poetry (for [personal profile] calissa)
December 24 - my favourite (for the moment) non-human animal, and why (for [personal profile] yoyoangel)
December 25 - something about religious orders (for the Mediaeval Grad Student, via [personal profile] sorrillia)
December 26 -
December 27 - intentional community & chosen family (for [personal profile] liv)
December 28 - Cornwall (for [personal profile] hairyears)
December 29 - thoughts on German cinema (for [personal profile] pretty_panther)
December 30 -
December 31 - things ending, things beginning (for [personal profile] silveradept)
kaberett: a watercolour painting of an oak leaf floating on calm water (leaf-on-water)
Home internet is non-existent and has been for much of the past week, hence being a bit quieter on here. Nonetheless!

1. Love meme continues going strong, I mean, wow you folk, we're at >500 comments and >85 individual threads - thank you, so much, it is lovely to read them as they come in, and I will At Some Point write up the post about how my last counselling session (at which I talked about running this thing, heh) went <3

2. KIMCHI. I have made a batch of kimchi and it is very much still curing but uh (i) I am now all out of empty jars waiting to have preserves put in them and (ii) I have for much of the day subsisted on unripe kimchi on very buttered toast (rye-caraway bread). It has been glorious.

3. [tumblr.com profile] lushwig-fittgenstein visited and Sorted Out My Hair For Me.

4. I still have the sunlight-through-oakleaves picture as my wallpaper on several of my machines, and it's making me really happy every single time. :-)

5. Friendperson dragged themself over to visit last night (they too were having a bad brain day) and we uh ate dinner and watched a movie (I HAD BEEN CRAVING AN A KNIGHT'S TALE REWATCH FOR SOME TIME OKAY) and uh then we Actually Had A Conversation we'd been failing to get around to for a while and I got to put my face on their face a bit and it was really nice??? makeouts currently better for depression than citalopram, ~lol~

6. I am having A LOT OF FEELINGS about Elementary.

7. And I am (slightly to my surprise) enjoying my canon reread for Yuletide, heh. At least, more than I expected.

8. I continue to get significant amounts of sleep, which is good (sleep-tracking app tells me I'm averaging 8.5 hours/night over the past fortnight; in an ideal world I'd get it up to 9, but hey).

9. I am plugging away at work. I feel like I am not necessarily going to Get Everything Done this week but am reminding myself it is because in point of fact I am getting quite a lot of small jobs finished up, which I had not previously succeeded at.

10. I have lots of awesome people lined up to take care of me over the next few weeks.

Yes. Good. Okay. Finish up this last bit of work then head home before the tube stops running...
kaberett: a watercolour painting of an oak leaf floating on calm water (leaf-on-water)
            In relief's ebb
the shifting sands of selfhood un/
cover rocks of hope/lessness.
You once said we were magnets:
does that hold?
               I've learned, I think,
why some comfort's called cold:
because it burns. Keep it
in your mind's-eye's heart for just a beat too long:
you'll find it shan't depart without
its layer of skin. It leaves you raw.
Salt stings; Weltschmerz. Stretched thin,
stretched to translucency, I've no idea
at all how I might best begin to say:
Please.
kaberett: a patch of sunlight on the carpet, shaped like a slightly wonky heart (light hearted)
They say, I think, that moments
can hang preserved in drops of amber
suffused with bone-deep memories
of setting autumn suns.
In Mass I see the elderly &
think of my Grossmutti, who
placed sacrificial flowers on
the altar, very nearly til she died
& in so doing offered up
her blood, her knees, her strength;
I think of Papa, who still heaves
his way through grassy lanes
to kneel, to genuflect, to offer peace.
And in Mass I hear the children
as they whisper to their parents
having not yet realised just how well
the church carries their voice
(nor yet been taught: above all else is silence);
in them, and in the fretful babies
this strange unwieldy future
reflects me backwards to myself.
That imperfection is inevitable
is without doubt its greatest grace:
the same is true of love.
Take heart. Take strength. Take space.
kaberett: Yellow gingko leaf against teal background (gingko)
1. Love meme admin! We're at a whisker under 200 comments and over 50 individual threads so far :-) I am really looking forward to getting to leave comments for you all.

2. Doctor-y success, followed by picking up my prescriptions HURRAH and then tidying them away and putting the naproxen into my meds boxes for the week.

3. A bit of room-tidying more generally - there were a couplefew things stressing me out, and now they aren't, as much.

4. Two lemon drizzle cakes made (one for home, one for work).

5. The majority of the work I'm supposed to have had occupying me since last Tuesday done to the extent it's going to be, and a Plan for tomorrow morning (get bloods drawn, whimperingly claw my way through putting together bullet points to turn into a paragraph of text, if I'm blitzing through then also put actual numbers on the other thing. (It should actually be a paragraph of text but whatever, I've been knackered.)

6. Work computer de-sharked! Which in the process reminded me that I've got the large version of sunlight through oak leaves as my wallpaper there, which pleased me.

7. I asked a colleague a question, and it wasn't the colleague I first thought of, and I didn't expire. GO ME.

8. Dinner put into us :-)

9. Sourdough fed (bubbles!), bread about to go on...

10. ... and I am also having a hot shower before I sleep, because I think the last time I managed that was Saturday and I want another one SO THERE.


I have spent most of the evening using my enormous blue beanbag as an armchair in various configurations while white noise plays on the main machine. It has been very, very nice. I love feeling productive and wish I could get myself over the blocks sooner so I had more time to enjoy it in and less preceding stress.
kaberett: Sherlock Holmes and Joan Watson sit side by side, facing forward, heads slightly tilted towards each other. (elementary-faces)
Spoilers, obviously.

Read more... )

(In other fannish news I have begun working my way through a refresher on canon for my Yuletide assignment and begin to have ideas. They are not as interesting as my ideas for last year's were, but nonetheless ideas. We shall see how they go as I proceed.)
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We're gonna test me for renal function, liver function, thyroid function, bone profile, ESR, zinc, iron, vitD, vitB12 and serum folate, and hope that something obvious shows up. GP treated me like an expert patient, trusted my self-report of my PHQ-9 result, and asked sensible questions & appeared to understand my answers. He also made the appropriate noises when I went "lol ESR you know that's gonna be suggestive of systemic inflammation rite".

We have also further discussed loratadine (in particular, how much I can play with the dosage; putting it on repeat; writing me a scrip for more) and my NSAIDs (other people are also getting bitten by the manufacturing issue with mef; he's moved me onto naproxen).

So I didn't get to talk about everything but I have another appt a week on Thursday to discuss results (and maybe sort out more prescriptions), so. Job done, until tomorrow morning at 8.50.

*facepalm*

Nov. 3rd, 2014 01:58 am
kaberett: Overlaid Mars & Venus symbols, with Swiss Army knife tools at other positions around the central circle. (Default)
Worst period pain in ages: yes, self, that is because you are currently on less-than-half-dose ibuprofen (because mefenamic acid supply problems; because insufficiently regular GP appointments; because lack of executive function/stubbornness combining to (1) prevent making a sooner appointment and (2) prevent buying more ibuprofen).

Really truly honestly there are reasons you are on every single med you take, really, and skipping any of them leads to you feeling worse, and that is why you still take them even though you resent it. Make NSAIDs a priority in tomorrow's GP appt, yeah? xx

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