Fandom: Star Wars
Characters/Pairings: Padmé Amidala/Sabé, Padmé/handmaidens
Summary: Her handmaidens had all poured so much of themselves into Amidala, it was like they were part of her now. Padmé didn't know if she had the strength to let one go.
I actually wrote this on Valentine's day for acequeenking on the Bring Her Bleeding Heart to Me ficathon, but somehow forgot to post it here.
Read it on AO3 or ( here )
- Form 1040, the overall return.
- Form 1040 schedule B, on which I report my savings interest and my 1099-DIV and 1099-INT.
- Form 1040 schedule D, on which I report my Form 8949 short-term capital gain on a real estate sale.
- Form 2555-EZ × 2 to exclude my regular salary and mst3kmoxie's consulting income from Federal taxes.
- Form 8965 to explain why we didn't have health insurance.
Fortunately, beyond what the UK already takes through Pay As You Earn, even despite the large cut in the dividend allowance for 2018/2019 our other taxable income falls within the free allowances over here so we shan't have to file with Her Majesty's Revenue and Customs also.
In particular, I wonder if my recent slowness has arisen partly from work. I have not been much of a fan of enterprise software frameworks. Recently I have been battling an upgrade of popular Java ones: Hibernate and Spring, with Hibernate Search atop Lucene. These frameworks are ( fine when they behave as expected but this month they haven't. ) I have pored through source code, documentation, framework reference guides, release notes, bug reports, etc. looking for clues.
Yesterday afternoon at work I reached a good enough point to allow us to move forward. ( I finally found workarounds for a couple of strange issues. ) Over the rest of the month I hope that things will work more easily so that I can frequently make tangible progress instead of puzzling over new stubborn mysteries. If one doesn't know if a code change will work without trying it, that's a bad sign.
I need to get back to writing in languages like Haskell. With that it is a lot easier to write code that ( clearly helps to solve the problem at hand without depending on complex frameworks so ) my paid use of mainstream approaches throws into sharp relief why, where I have a choice, I do things differently.
At work the indexer problems ( were but just one of several matters to which I should attend. )
My domestic to-do's are in a similar state. I have computer operating system overhaul work postponed from last year. However, as at work, urgent tasks are displace the important backlog. The end of winter brings gardening to-do's like pruning the crab-apple tree. I still need to file my FBAR with the US Treasury ( and ) I can now get my 2018 taxes done. Further, another time-sensitive issue is that of managing our investments ( as this year I expect ) to rebalance much further into corporate bonds or somesuch. In the meantime I shall pay more attention to relevant indicators. It is nice being in the UK: I consider only the NYSE and NASDAQ so after work once I have settled in the evening the trading day is still open. On a more urgent matter, in computing I also have server-side certificates to renew and install before the end of the month.
Some of my time has gone into helping my children with their math and science homework and revision. Just as I enjoy programming, I had forgotten how very much I enjoy ( those subjects. )
I had made slow progress at home in reading non-fiction but have continued to make easy progress with fiction: I am now moving on from Tom Baker's
Scratchmanto the Strugatskys'
Roadside Picnicwhich I don't recall having read before. I also watched and enjoyed
Predestination(2014): I do appreciate a movie to which the creators gave careful thought and that requires some attention from the viewer; it was a surprise bonus to see among its cast the guy who plays Hitler in
A month ago we had largely recovered from our holiday colds and I had mentioned needing to file my FBAR and having enjoyed some programming (these days,
coding) at work. I was also noting that I should be able to fit into my life all I want and need to do. The stressors of last year are past and I hope that as work improves so will my ability to perform domestic tasks over coming weeks. I prefer not to take time off work to catch up on them: small but positive net progress will suffice and the opposite would require further time off as backlog reaccumulated.
Weekend reads: Article retracted because of “racial characterizations;” India’s high retraction rate2019-Feb-16, Saturday 14:33
(Also, reading along what everybody stocks in their pantries. Haven't forgotten to reply!)
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Boy, bialys sure are delicious, especially when I can eat them secure in the knowledge that absolutely nobody in power is overstepping their authority for silly reasons.
Lemme just take a quick glance....
( 1. The Unadulterated Cat - Terry Pratchett and Gray Jolliffe ) Silly and charming and fun; this is no kind of great, but it's very endearing.
( 2. The Shape of Their Hearts - Melissa Scott ) I don't know if I'll re-read this one, but even confusing Scott is usually pretty good.
( 3. Rose Daughter - Robin McKinley ) There's probably only so many versions of the same story one person can tell. But I'd read at least one more.
( 4. Gemini Cell - Myke Cole ) I ought to have liked this, but I didn't. Annoying.
( 5. Rivers of London: Water Weed - Ben Aaronovitch, Andrew Cartmel, Lee Sullivan, Luis Guerrero, and Paulina Vassileva ) It's the usual thing - even weaker bits of this series are pretty good. But it was weaker.
( 6. A History of Chinese Civilization - Jacques Gernet trans. JR Foster ) This is a Very Serious proper summary of the history of China, which is a big place with an immense history, so it's also epically long. But mostly quite interesting.
( 7. Looking for a Ship - John McPhee ) This didn't blow me away, but it did make me think about the modern merchant marine in a bunch of new ways.
( 8. The Bear and the Nightingale - Katherine Arden ) I found this rather uncomfortable, but it's genuinely impressive - I can see why people were rating it so highly.
( 9. The Unfortunate Miss Fortunes - Jennifer Crusie, Eileen Dreyer, and Anne Stuart ) Ultimately I just really struggle with most genre romance, even when it's by people I do enjoy reading - so many of the conventions rub me up the wrong way (strong dominant dudes! pushing through your consent because they know you better than you know yourself!) that it's hard to enjoy all the satisfying falling-in-love happy-ever-after bits I do like a lot.
fanfic I read this week, even though I really like doing those posts, and novembermond is hosting fanfic friday to encourage people to do that and share it, because I looked back over my AO3 history for the week, and nope it's too embarrassing to share;
this other "study" that showed up on pinboard about how social media is bad for you, which I was thinking about doing a bonus science teardown of, except it's such bad science there isn't even anything to tear down, so I'm just going to link to Bad PR instead;
a post about putting favorite characters on "too cool for school/just wants to be a good boy" axes spun off from china_shop's very scientific guardian poll because my attempt at doing it spun off into thoughts on power/race/gender vs. tropes vs. sf settings that play with both, and why black panther is so great; and anyway that's too much work to write about;
the fanfic I'm currently trying to finish which was supposed to be on the "write a quick ending and call it done" list, hahaha
hats, pictures of hats, why I own so many hats, and konmari, because I haven't gotten to the point in the reorganizing project where I am on to hats yet
next steps in nonfiction library reshelving project, begun two years ago
the martian, welcome to mars, opportunitygrrl, and how humans are so human about people stranded on mars
why every attempt I make to use markdown to do easy lists in DW entries fails
work bullshit, because auugh
more thoughts about into the spiderverse inspired by listening to the spiderverse soundtrack on my commute inspired by work bullshit
weighted blankets vs. blankets that just happens to be weighty because I would have to have made my bed first
this unrelated playlist I'm suddenly working on\
further bookmarklet updates
the current state of the New Septic Tank saga
the half-finished december meme post I'm supposed to be posting next
probably I will add to this list as I remember more things
Not... ideal. But if I wait for ideal circumstances I am never going to exercise again.
Anyway. I took it slow, and just did the terrible (very useful, but still terrible) floodlit path through the VERY HILLY forest. And I had upbeat Japanese rock playing in my headphones which is the only reason I didn't freak out and run all the way back home after entering the super creepy woods. (I mean. I love a good moody day! But this was a lot, even for me.)
( More dark woods under the cut )
And that was my run. A tiny bit over 3k, and I did walk up all the hills (so many hills), but I was outside and I did a thing so that's what counts.
Fandoms: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Supernatural
Characters: Xander Harris, Dean Winchester
Summary: There are some things you do for money that you never talk about. The Fabulous Ladies Night Club is one of those.
I'm pretty sure I wrote this for some still_grrr prompt back in my LJ days, but, seeing as it was over 10 years ago, I can't quite remember and don't feel like checking.
Just another five minutes, then I'll get up.
So, what do I have to report? The most my family did for Valentine's Day was exchange a card or two. Mason had robotics until almost 5:30 pm, which meant I had time to start our "fake" naan recipe. So, we had a favorite meal, something we call "Indian Butter Chicken" (because that might be what it's called on the box that contains the sauce I make), rice, and naan. Then, because Mason is a teenager, somewhere around 7:30 pm, he says, "Uh... so, I'm supposed to bring some ingredients to Chinese tomorrow, because we're making dumplings again." But AT LEAST he remembered to bring them with him this morning. The night before, he'd stayed up late to do some art-type project for AP Human Geology and then promptly forgot it at home. Luckily, I could text him a picture of it, so his teacher would know that it was, in fact, done on time, even if it didn't make it in on time.
Because today is payday, we're hoping to all go out to Tavern on Grand tonight for fish. Mason has to be at robotics again, because the wrap day (or whatever they call the day that they have to shrink wrap their robot) is coming up early next week. But, Shawn and I are thinking about hitting Roseville Library to browse the shelves and hang out until he's ready to join us. When you think about it, that's pretty romantic. Looking for books together at the library? HOT, am I right???
Also, I have to laugh at myself. You know how I've ALWAYS claimed that the reason I've been unable to write is because I can't write unless I have a contract? THIS APPEARS TO _ACTUALLY_ BE TRUE, much to my chagrin. I have an apocalypse story due the first of April, and, yesterday, I wrote almost 2,000 words on it. What the hell, brain. What the H.E.L.L.
One of my pen pals died. I recently acquired a pen pal in Duluth. Normally, I don't like to have pen pals that I don't know that close. (Like, you live in Minneapolis and we've met or we're on social media together and you want to be my pen pal? SURE!) However, this woman took Friend Books. Friendship Books are a very weird aspect of the pen pal subculture, that are fascinating, but also a burden. I've written about what they are here before, but a quick look at Wikipedia might help you understand how they work: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/
But I can't find any information about it. No obit was included. I mean, there's no reason not to believe this, but, wow, what a shock.
Anyway, my eldest cat is staring at me. I'd better get up and fetch her food from the store or she will guilt me wit that amber-eyed stare of hers.