Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Yesterday I finally mustered enough spoons to half-unload the stuff I'd loaded into the van for Conterpoint, which ended a week ago. (Drum kit, amps, stands, ...)

What's that you say? You didn't see me at Conterpoint? Yeah, that's part of the kind of week I had -- I used up my spoons getting ready to go to the con, and never made it out of the driveway. (It wasn't just the effort of loading the van -- not breathing well is sucking my spoons away, and I'm fading out at random.) Then I continued to not get out of the driveway -- or out to the driveway -- for another eight days, which included missing Baitcon ... yet again. (Next year, next year, that's my mantra.)

I've got this thing in my head that wants to get out, but every time I sit down at the computer to transcribe it, I fall asleep or get a headache before I get much of it down, and later I have to try to rediscover the cool bits I'd been about to transcribe. (I think it's going to be a banjo piece. And I think it's in C-minor. Which isn't really a hard key for banjo, especially the harmonic-minor.)

I get even worse about dealing with email and phone calls and stuff when I'm this drained. I've got to try to catch up on that soon, 'cause I'm dropping the ball on various things.

I think I might have been doing a little better yesterday, or maybe I'm just getting used to functioning on less oxygen. Let's see whether today makes it a trend. Also, while I'm still sweating a lot, my temperature seems to be coming down. Er ... from a high of 98.1 °F a week ago then a plateau of 97.2 °F for a few days, to 97.0 °F tonight/this-morning. Which reminds me: anyone know how to calibrate a cheap digital thermometer? It doesn't have the range to use the two most obvious reference temperatures I can generate stably in the kitchen. (Apparently it's not inconceivable that my normal body temperature is that low, but it's far enough from the textbook average that I'd really like to verify what my cheap thermometer is telling me.)

Things could be a lot worse. But it's all a bit annoying. (It could be a lot worse -- a dear friend just lost her father. Compared to merely missing a couple of events I would like to have attended and feeling tired and dizzy a lot ...)

I have got to sort this out before Pennsic. (So far all I know is that it's not the pneumonia that it feels like, nor anything else visible on a chest X-ray.)

And I really wanna get this C-minor thing out of my head and into the computer.

[Before I get to today's quotation about US politics, I'd like to wish my friends to the north a happy Canada Day!]

"I mused over [right-wing reactions to the DOMA decision] momentarily. On the one hand the court's decision broadens the coverage of a legal protection (this can produce envy-based hostility), on the other hand the court's decision overturned a law enacted by President Clinton (whose continuing to breathe can produce hostility).

"Then came the thought that Angry White Men, when they see fit, do not encumber themselves with such musings."

-- DocDwarf, 2013-06-29 (on a local-to-my-ISP newsgroup)