Days of busybusy (magazine, family stuff, social stuff, housekeeping stuff) has fried my brain. I'm broke, but my pantries (typo: panties) are full (eww!) and the magazine will start wending its way to people tomorrow, after which the next issue goes to the printer at the end of the month (oy!). Been really enjoying reading The Graveyard Book to the Munchkin, and catching up with TV shows while I do clerical stuff for the magazine.

Haven't talked much about my new hobby, which is couponing, because I'm strangely embarrassed to be having so much fun doing it. I got $22 worth of stuff at CVS today for $.89 plus tax, and I immediately called my mom to brag. It's a game, and I'm having a blast (and feeding my family for less than $80 most weeks). Also, I think I will never again run out of cereal, toothpaste, mayonnaise, spaghetti sauce, or canned soup. Those things are always on sale.

( And now, surveys from micheinnz because that's all I'm up for. )

I have to print more magazines; they sold out!

(Yes, yes, I could look at this as poor planning on my part, but I prefer to look at it as a triumph of both word-of-mouth marketing and small-batch printing. :-)

Me, to someotherguy: "Listen to this: just for fun, I listed all the countries where the contributors in this issue live: Canada (but from Europe), US, Tajikstan, US, US, UK, Canada, US (from Canada), UK (from Ireland), US, Greece, US, UK, Germany..."

Him: "Cool. And the really cool thing is you didn't do it on purpose, or even know where most of them were from when you got their stuff."

Me: "Exactly."

1) A one of a kind steampunk piece was stolen from its creator at DragonCon. There's a cash reward for return, no questions asked, and more if the person is caught instead. Take a minute and look at the pictures, please, and signal boost if you're so inclined. http://brute-force.livejournal.com/127377.html

2) I saw a Freedom From Religion Foundation (FFRF) ad on the bus yesterday, and was happy. It was this one, but you can see them all here.



3) The skin I had removed for biopsy was/is clear of anything to worry about. (I half-jokingly told the doctor that I knew it wouldn't be cancer, because my family has already had its share of cancer, so we have no room for more. Still, good to know I'm just good at growing suspicious moles, and not at growing skin cancer.)

4) I bet you already knew that incision sites itch like a mofo when they're healing, huh? Since these stitches represent a very small percentage of the ones I've had in my life, this should not surprise me, but man, is it ever annoying.

5) Tomorrow is my 43rd birthday. I have been asked if I'm changing the name of the magazine. No. My getting older doesn't change the answer to life, the universe, and everything.

6) Yesterday, I FINALLY got the check from the Bar for the work I did for them back in late July. This is the check I am using to pay the printer. You can imagine my joy. There will be an Issue 2 soon! Finally!

I am taking a sick day.

( mildly icky, not-too-detailed details: )
Meanwhile, I will work on the magazine and go through bags of clutter. May just call the whole weekend a wash. I really feel the need to rest.

What are your weekend plans?

Well, no wonder I felt too busy in the last month. I worked 61 hours for the bar-exam guy, 92 for Cal, and who knows how many keeping all my other balls in the air. Not that 38.25 hours (on average) per week is all that many hours, but it's a lot more than I'm used to working while trying to do all the other stuff I try to do.

But that's over now. Maybe I can catch my breath.

Well, after I finish all the stuff for the magazine.

And, you know, stuff.

Day Four of the Bar Exam came to an end today. Two more days, and I'm free. The last two days should be lots more fun than the first four because:

a) I am not feeling like freeze-dried shit on a shellacked cracker, as I was for most of Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Now I feel merely really bad, not utterly shitty

b) The first four days are essay-exam days, so I read him the question, and he goes and writes for hours on end, while I sit and wait. Without anything to do. No book. No paper/pen. Nothing but a bottle of water and my thoughts, which if I weren't so ill would probably be enough to keep me from nodding off, but no such luck. I have slept most of the last four workdays away, if you want the truth.

c) It's the weekend and one presumes the BART won't be very crowded (I stopped driving in after the first day, when I got so woozy in the car that I was afraid I was about to have a stroke and crash the car. My life is all glamor all the time, I tell ya.)


This weekend:

1) Bar Exam Stuff
2) Pay magazine contributors
3) Put finishing touches on magazine layout and send it to the printer
4) Try to find time to sleep

Best line on my reading page today:

"...wash my dick for me, m'kay?"


Sunday, I managed (with someotherguy's help) to transform the house from a health hazard to just a pit. Today and tomorrow, I hope to get it a little more habitable, because my mom is going to be here tomorrow night! She will totally not care if it's a mess, but I can relax more when things are clean and tidy.

Also on Sunday, had a blast with aquenigmatic. I basically just read school scenarios and watched aquenimatic work out the answers with giantbrainpower, but it was fun. And we ate cherries and warm bread and butter, and gathered plums from inflectionpoint and worthyadvisor's tree (well, it's their neighbor's tree, but a lot of it hangs over their fence) and held them in our shirts. I love having cool people in my neighborhood.

Had a nice time at stonebender's yesterday, watching Buffy and eating watermelon. Had a little fight with the teenager -- yelled at her for the first time since she came to live here, which of course made me feel awful about myself, but really did impress her about the strength of that particular boundary that she crossed. She apologized. We had pizza. All is well. (I know several of you, including simplykimberly, will understand the thought process I went through, which progressed from "Damn, that was sucky parenting" to "Not as sucky as her actual parents would do -- hey, I wasn't even tempted to hit her" to "Okay, time to stop comparing myself to the Mommymonster and just do my best to relate to this kid as a person, with love.")

And today, I get to read lots of magazine submissions, reject most of them, and accept some really lovely work. I'm already working on filling up Winter. This is the fun part.

Mom gets here tomorrow night and leaves Sunday morning. I've missed her so much!

[posted here and at 42magazine]

You have my permission to thwap me if I make a post today anywhere except for 42magazine, the new community for the magazine. I will be chronicling the magazine process, along with adding posts there that say something about either the magazine or its ten key themes: Peace :: Justice :: Ecology :: Economy :: Self-reliance :: Simplicity :: Reason :: Joy :: Love :: Art

I've already added a few of the magazine's contributors to that community, but I encourage you to join it if you have any interest in either the magazine itself or its themes.

Now, back to work. I had 495 emails in my magazine inbox this morning. I'm down to 462, and I really really want to get it down under 200 today. In addition, I hope to pick a cover image, finish layout, streamline the contract language, and mail out everyone's contracts. Wish me luck!

Good: I have a job I love.
Good: I mean really love.
Good: I work part-time for a decent wage.
Bad: This means I don't make very much money total, but
Good: I get lots of time off
Good/Bad: It's also a ten-month-a-year job, so I get two months off every year,
Bad: Unpaid.
Good: My boss found money in the budget to cut my furlough to one month.
Good/Bad: That month starts next week.
Good: So I get a whole. month. off!
Bad: And my June 1 paycheck gets to stretch until August 1.

It's not going to be a real problem, but it's going to be tight around here, and I may have to do some fancy footwork or borrowing in order to get the magazine out on time. Won't be able to do anything that costs money for at least a couple of months, but I'm becoming such a hermit lately that that's unlikely to be a problem, and I have been to the movies THREE times in the past month, so I'm not feeling deprived or anything.

And I have a job I love. I can't go forgetting that.

Today begins a weekend of much activity, but mostly solitary homebody stuff. Today's big-but-simple plan: get the magazine laid out and ready to proof; fill task-avoidance time with housework (I have to do laundry at some point) and a quick contract gig and LJ posts I've been meaning to make, such as:

1) Thoughts on Twitter
2) Rambles about exes
3) Summer furlough
4) Health and wellbeing

Tomorrow's plan: Spend the day with stonebender, get him to help proof the magazine, and go see Star Trek.

That's it. Other stuff will happen if it happens. I'd like to make muffins. I have a gazillion bazillion submissions to respond to. But this weekend, it's layout and Star Trek and housework. That's enough.

I have been back at my volunteer job for a couple of weeks, and today, a woman called because she is a performer and wants to add us to her list of cancer resources at her shows, which I gather include some "cancer thriver" (her term) content. So I mentioned the women's open mic and asked her if she goes, and not only does she go, but she remembered my poem from last time, and quoted some of it back to me. Nifty!

1) Home from San Diego. Miss my mom already. Still, really happy to be in my home.

2) Ate non-stop while there. Had real Mexican food. Am satiated.

3) I have one Dreamwidth invitation to give out to the fifth one who asks for it in screened comments (I'll unscreen after 5 people ask), and am very excited about being serene.dreamwidth.org (thanks to waywardcats)! I have a feeling that's where all the LJ-ers I know will end up, but we'll see. I intend to sit and mull over its place in my blogging life for a while, and then start using it in earnest.

4) I go back to work tomorrow, and file my amended tax return, and then I have my first personal trainer appointment the next day, as well as magazine-deadline stuff to catch up on, so yeah, gonna be really busy.

5) My heart breaks for Sandra Cantu's family.

6) Alt.poly exploded while I was gone, and I don't feel much of an urge to ignite any of the embers.

I can't stop looking at the magazine. I show it to everyone who stands still long enough. I've sold a few copies at work, but that's not really why I'm showing it off -- I'm just so happy about it that I can barely contain myself. And I keep thinking about how much better (or at least bigger and more diverse) the next one will be. I'll also have more time to savor the next one, now that all my Big Life Stuff(tm) is done with.

I think we're going to have enough multimedia content to do the CD in summer instead of fall, too.

*bounce*!

Magazines are packed up, addressed, and ready to mail. Tomorrow, I will mail them, and I will also send electronic copies to those who are getting those (I'd send them tonight, but I'm going to do a few things to reduce the file size some tomorrow -- it's still really too big to be emailing).

I'm very, very happy. The first issue is imperfect -- some of the trimming is less than ideal, and I would have loved to have had a bigger magazine and more art -- but it's beautiful, and I love it.

And now I'm going to go be silly and read myself to sleep with a magazine I've already read a dozen times.

(*bounce*!)

What an eventful day I've had!

I worked a longer-than-usual day.

I picked up the magazines, which are beautiful.

I walked into the OB/GYN's office to talk about getting the Essure and walked out with an IUD.


So I'm a little spent. I really really really don't like OB/GYN procedures, especially when they hurt -- they make me feel violated. So I'm gonna go buy something easy to throw into the oven for dinner, and then I'm gonna soothe myself by stuffing magazines into envelopes.

And I can't have sex for two weeks!

I can barely contain myself, because the magazine is due today at the printer. I will be disappointed if it's not PERFECT IN EVERY WAY, but come what may, I expect to get it ready for mailing tonight and mail it out tomorrow. So excited.

When last we left our heroine, there were 202 gems of emaily goodness in her 42magazine.com inbox. Right now, there are 225, and I'm gonna try to get down to 100 tonight, if I can. I have the house to myself at the moment, so I like my chances, but we'll see. I think I'll turn on some Sarah Harmer and get cracking.

1) Plugging subscriber info into my database in preparation for making labels for Monday's mailing. Very exciting. Also, they're gonna let me sell copies at the women's open mic. I'm also going to go around and put copies into the local bookstores that'll let me, now that I'll have an actual magazine to show them. And I'm working on not-for-profit status. And getting ISSN/barcodes for next issue. And so on. I really like this project a lot, in case you couldn't tell.

2) Haagen-Dazs has a new line called "five" -- five ingredients and that's all. This one, brown sugar flavor, has milk, cream, sugar, egg yolks, and brown sugar. It's odd but very good. I'm going to try the other flavors.

3) Feeling so good, physically and mentally. I mean, so good.

4) inflectionpoint and worthyadvisor are moving in. Yay, friendly neighbors!

5) wtfpotatoes cooked bacon today. I made someotherguy a grilled bacon and cheddar sandwich and some homemade tomato soup for lunch. My house smells good.

6) Speaking of the magazine (I was, wasn't I? aren't I always?), I've got some really good content for fall's multimedia CD so far. A flash "zen garden" game; a music video; some music; a cartoon. If you have art that doesn't suit a black-and-white-printed medium, but would do well in electronic format, PLEASE submit some! (I'm looking at you, video artists, animators, musicians, game writers, crafters, color photographers, etc. Also, if you've already got written work in the magazine and would be willing to either read it or let me read it to add to the CD, please let me know (I'll probably also ask you this individually in email).

Good things about today:

+ dryadgrl's kiddo dropped by to visit me out of the blue (they were in my neighborhood) and we talked and played with Legos for an hour and a half or so. I haven't seen him since his mom and I stopped being friends, and it was really nice that he came and paid me a visit. He's a great kid.

+ Sewed up cover art for three of the next four issues of the magazine; also have content aplenty for Summer and possibly for Fall. Will have lots more fiction than the first issue (which wouldn't be hard, but which makes me happy), and am on my way to having a really excellent multimedia disk to include with the Fall issue.

+ Made bean burritos for my family. They had issues, but they were yummy, and I've REALLY missed cooking for people.

+ People are buying the magazine, sight unseen. Even people I've never heard of. I'm really happy that this thing, which I've been looking at as a moderately expensive hobby (I spent less on this issue so far than I've seen some friends spend on beads in an equivalent time period, for instance) may end up breaking even or better, which blows me away. And I have to say that everything that makes me proud of the first issue exists in even greater quantity in the second issue, so I have really high hopes for this thing. (I still need visual art in black and white, if that sort of thing is a thing you do, folks.)

+ Due to sleeping on a comfy chair instead of the bed (and perhaps with a little boost from the new pain meds, but this was true before I started those), I've had nearly a week of life without any major back/hip pain, and mostly none at all. This is huge, as it's been months since I had an HOUR without pain.

The minuses are things that really aren't about me (except for my sudden huge exhaustion just now, but that's explainable), and I'm not going to list them here. So yeah, on the whole, a really good day.