Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Ow. Another fibromyalgia-eited holiday, go figure. I'm gonna pick a different calendar to look at for my new year portents of the year to come -- I've got what, five and a half weeks until the next one? (As I recall, I didn't have a great start to the Celtic year, either, though I was at least well enough to walk to the grocery store the day after Samhain.) The great thing about being just a little bit of a calendar-geek: it makes being superstitious so much more flexible. (Which reminds me -- I should see whether I've got any black-eyed peas in the pantry ... Okay, so that's more for the sake of following a tradition since I didn't get to Mom's house, than from any notion that eating them on new year's day brings luck, but typing the word 'superstition' did remind me.)

Anyhow, the pain -> poor sleep -> more pain thing bit me in the ass last night/today (actually just above the ass, more like the sacroiliac region, if you're inclined to be literal about your metaphors -- a sometimes rather amusing game, if often annoying to those around you). I was supposed to head down to Bowie for dinner at 16:00. At a quarter to 18 I was finally up to maybe standing up.

Last night I was too tired to go out, so I puttered around the computer for a bit (I'm looking for a free tool that'll let me transfer a Windows system with all the preferences I've set in various applications and in the control panel, from one computer to another without actually doing a hard-disk transplant; I've found a few for backing up/restoring user data, but the docs are unclear on the question of settings and preferences and registry info) until I started hearing explosions, then went to the third floor to watch part of the fireworks show at the harbour from my window (and another display on the southern horizon, and intermittent rockets from somewhere near enough to the southwest to have to look up at the bursts -- but that wasn't a sustained show, so I'm guessing it was a clandestine amateur launch).

I'm okay with ringing in the new year quietly at home, but I could've done with not being kept in by pain this afternoon/evening when people were expecting me. I'm doing a bit better now, and I suppose if I really wantd to I could start firing off email and text messages and find someone to go do something with (I think there's a house party somewhere that friends may still be at), but I'd probably better just rest up so I can make it to rehearsal tomorrow (since I have a way to get there for a change, and there's that gig next weekend), and I'm only really feeling well enough at this point for "could go out", not so well that doing so would be comfortable. So, resting and swearing at Windows it is.

Hey, maybe I'll even get around to posting the stuff I've been mening to write for the last two weeks. Unless I get sleepy again.

At any rate, I hope that most of you got 2008 off to a better start than I did. Me, I'm switching my sights to hoping I have a good Year of the Rat, and trying to time things to maximize my odds of starting that better rested and in less pain than my start to the Gregorian year.