Well at least I'm getting a lot of reading done

And thank goodness for Kindle anthologies of novels. Since I'm still unemployed, I'm reading a lot, although not as much as I could be. The Pima County library system can't hold a candle to San Diego's, but it still has a lot that I want to read.

I've read the first in the "Emperor's Edge" series. I got the first three books for 99 cents after reading the first one for free. I have a friend who is an absolute fanatic for these kinda steampunk but not really novels. I enjoyed the first one but haven't gotten to the next ones.

Kevin Hearne's "Iron Druid" series is a complete guilty pleasure. It is an urban fantasy reminiscent of Harry Dresden in that the main character is a grown-up but juvenile-acting wizard. It takes place in Phoenix, AZ and deals with the Celtic pantheon coming through in the modern world. I'm ashamed to admit I gobble these up like ice cream.

The Templar series by Joseph Nassisse. I don't feel as guilty about liking these. The Templars are now the special forces of the Vatican. Nassisse knows Catholicism, and I find myself geeking out because he gets things like uses of relics and magical uses of Church doctrine right. I now have five of these, and have read the first two.

I'm almost done with Acacia: War Against The Mein by David Anthony Durham. It's compared to George RR Martin, of course, but this first book in a trilogy has none of the mean-spiritedness. I'm 75 pages from the end and NO RAPE. Awful things happen, but off-screen and without detail. I'm very much looking forward to the other volumes.
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In which I part ways with The Wild Hunt

I discovered the Pagan news site "The Wild Hunt" a good ten years ago, I think. It was really enjoyable to have a place to read stories on pagan events, personalities, and issues. But a couple of years ago, Jason Pizl-Waters left, and it's degenerated into what I think of as an agglomeration of blogs, with lots of heaping servings of navel-gazing.

So today I removed it from my friends page. It's a shame because there are lots of headlines to follow and instead I get people talking about themselves, and long rambles about politics. Nothing I need in my life. Bye.
astrology, sun

Today I....

Went to therapy
Did my DTS and I think that finally my travel voucher went through.
Worked on paperwork for my walking profile (so I no longer have to do the run on the PT test)
Applied for a job
Followed up on two jobs
Cleaned up in the kitchen
Wrote half a page of original fiction.
Go me!
I'm poopin'

Usually not my subject matter

helenkacan will possibly not be sympathetic, but I am in a world of pain. All the driving I have to do in my daily life, plus a really bad office chair, plus stress equal lower back pain. Bad enough pain that last night, when I tried to roll over I would have pain that made me yelp. I'm taking Naproxen and Tiger Balm seems to also help.

Despite not sleeping well, I had a good job interview. The attorney's assistant is retiring, and he kept telling me how impressive my resume is. If nothing else, I got an ego boost.

I stopped at Einstein Bros to get a bagel and soda as I wrote my thank you note. I keep a card in my briefcase whenever I have an interview, already addressed to the interviewer. I ran into our mail carrier as I was nearing the village, so I was able to hand it directly to her.


George RR Martin's "not a blog" where all he does is talk about the Hugo Awards, his lame arts cinema and the NFL, has fallen off the LJ Top 10. Can't imagine why.
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More steps

With the power of YouTube, I figured out why my seams were coming out as big knots of thread. I then brought out my favourite polo shirt, which was losing its hem at the bottom, and repaired it.

I went to our local thrift store and bought a pretty pink flat sheet for $1.50 in order to turn it into something. Possibly a basic skirt. I've seen those on YouTube as well.

Lent has begun in the western Church. While I haven't observed in years, for some reason I've been off booze. Thursday night, Steve brought home a bottle of wine from his old university, Cal Poly Pomona, and we shared it. Since then I've just been drinking water and I don't know why. I'm hoping this leads to a little weight loss.
astrology, sun


That's the word for the year, and I've done all right so far.

Saturday, Steve and I went to the National Guard gym. Saturday morning is a good time to insure you have the gym to yourself, and don't have to work around the homoerotic posing of various dudebros. Seriously guys, take that to a private gym.

After showers, we went to get lunch, then over to our local fabric store to find material to make a skirt. YouTube has some helpful videos on sewing simple ones. I came away with the elastic I'll use, but I think starting out using a flat bedsheet from a thrift store would be a better beginning because that'll be cheap.

I had put a mother-of-pearl crescent moon on my traveler's notebook as a charm, but it broke. I wanted a Tree of Life theme, and found a small tree pendant at Michael's, so that's on my notebook now.

Today I did some more work on my Brothers Hematic Space Marines, and thought some more about their backstory and how to tell it. Black Library has an open submission for freelancers, and I know someone who got a contract that way, so maybe....

Finally, Steve and I decided to start watching the original Star Trek from the beginning. There are episodes I have not seen in decades. Someone on Tumblr wrote that James Kirk is NOT a womanizer, that he just falls in love very, very easily, and that he is actually more feminist than a lot of male main characters now. This has already started in "Charlie X" where he spends a lot of time trying to tell a 17 year old who was raised by bodiless aliens about consensual and non-consensual touching.

Holding back the hands of time

Over the past year or so, I'd become resentful of having to go to the gym and keep fit and under a certain weight. Now that I've changed units, I find that that's lifted. I think it's that I know I have a much smaller amount of time and money to commit, so the gym can be more for me and less for Uncle Sam. Steve and I both refer to Uncle Sam as my abusive second husband, saying "You stay skinny and attractive, or I'll throw you out!" Which is what it comes down to when a Command Sergeant Major can ban hairstyles because he doesn't think they are attractive. There was one which was pretty popular back in 2005 which was a short back that lengthened towards the front. CSM didn't like it, so he banned it.

But as I said, I feel more like doing this for myself now.

I realized that I need to do more weightlifting, to keep my bones dense. I have to mentally remind myself of this because it's just not something that otherwise occurs to me. I still think I'm 25. I'm twice that, and I figure if I can be muscular with tough bones I'll be able to keep thinking that.

The other thing to keep me feeling 25 is mental agility. I'm--torturing is the wrong word, but I do my best to stress my intellect--using Hebrew. Hebrew is not an easy language and the letters tend to all look like each other. But there are women in their 80s and 90s at my synagogue who read like rabbis and are sharp as tacks, so Hebrew is probably a good plan.

Certainly I have felt more welcomed at temple than I ever have in a Catholic church. Living out where we do, I value that sense of community and am trying to spend more time there. I keep saying that I'm not committed to conversion, but I'm putting out an awful lot of effort for someone who claims to be ambivalent.

This is also because when I have been OMG SO SURE of things I wanted to do, it's because I had doubts. I also don't feel any need for urgency. The only thing I can't do is be called to the bima to read Torah. It's not as if I'll go to hell if I don't accept the Torah as my Personal Lord and Saviour. And even if I did, it'd be Jewish hell and the food would be good.
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Big changes, though. I have put in my transfer for the JAG team in Mesa, Arizona. Mesa is 90 minutes away from my house.

Big differences. During the winter, they do PT in the afternoon because it's too cold for them in the mornings. So on Saturday I was able to leave my house at 0700 and arrive at 0830. They also believe in leaving work no later than 1530. This means that today (Sunday) I was home in daylight, in time for dinner. Steve wanted Mexican food, so after some negotiation we decided on Chuy's for chicken nachos.

Also the two female enlisted both are into ghosts and ghost TV shows. One of the has a friend who is a "paranormal researcher" here in town, and he is co-author of some books on haunted Tucson. I've put a hold on his book through the Pima county library.

So overall feeling optimistic about this change in my Army job.
astrology, sun

Creativity Part II

I finally got the nerve to start up my new Singer Simple. I watched the DVD that came with it and sat down to fill the bobbin.


I read online to see if I'd done something wrong. I called Singer. They said it sounded like the machine was defective and to just return it. I was sad.

So we traded it for a new one. And it works! I filled the bobbin, threaded the machine, and sure, the tension on the thread was too loose at first, but I was able to fix a skirt and run another experimental seam on a trashed t-shirt.

I broke a needle, but that is all me because I forgot to raise the presser foot.

I have plans.