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...I probably would, too. As long as it wasn't a high bridge. I am scared of heights.

Half my flist is doing this meme, and I thought, well, I like memes. Why not? So here we go.

The 30 Days of Who Meme


Day 01 - Your Favorite Quote


As if I could limit it to just one. There are so many good ones! I'll try to limit myself to just a few.
 

Think about me when you're living your life one day after another, all in a neat pattern. Think about the homeless traveller in his old police box, his days like crazy paving.
--The Seventh Doctor, Dragonfire
 
When you're a kid, they tell you it's all ... grow up. Get a job. Get married. Get a house. Have a kid, and that's it. But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It's so much darker. And so much madder. And so much better.
--Elton Pope,
Love and Monsters

Who has a sonic screwdriver? Who looks at a screwdriver and thinks, "Ooo, this could be a little more sonic?"
-- Captain Jack Harkness, The Doctor Dances

People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly... timey-wimey... stuff.
--The Tenth Doctor, Blink

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The temptation to click on spoiler links is getting harder and harder to resist as The Big Bang approaches. I have already been spoiled for a few small things, but I want to watch Doctor Who on Saturday without knowing much else. But on the other hand, I really really want to know. The urge to click is so very, very strong.

I am going to need some serious willpower for the next two days and 22 hours.

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Today was a beautiful sunny day, and I had an unexpected day off, thanks to a student flaking on me for the third time in a row. There were so many things I wanted to do today. I thought about going to the park, or wandering around the neighbourhood, or reading my book on the patio. But what I ended up doing was sleeping. I slept this entire beautiful day away.

I haven't been sleeping well at night lately. I get about two hours of sleep, and then my body wakes up. I can't get back to sleep for a long time after that, and when I do, it's for another two hours. It's ridiculous. I finally managed to get some real sleep at about 6:30, and I slept all the way through until almost 11 o'clock. And I only got out of bed because it was about three hours after the cats like to eat, and they were driving me crazy. John got home at about noon, and I went back to bed not long afterward. I slept until 3sih, and I probably could have gone longer. Instead I got up and tried to salvage some of the day. (I did eventually go out. I went to the pharmacy and bought melatonin.)

My problem isn't just falling asleep, although that is part of it. I don't get sleepy, so I try to wear myself out before I go to bed by reading or whatever. I often go to bed well past midnight, and often as John is waking up for his early morning shift. I have to force myself to bed most nights. Once there, I have a hard time shutting my brain off. Song fragments will loop in my mind (Last night's feature was Waka Waka by Shakira, a song I have heard exactly twice), or lines of dialogue from TV or movies. Sometimes I think about my day, or the things I have to do the next day. Often just as I start drifting off, a weird thought will occur to me, and I will jerk awake. Sometimes I get unbearably itchy all over, or I can't get a comfortable position or my elbows start hurting.  When I do fall asleep, I can't stay that way. Last night, I woke up after two hours of sleep, every time.

I have tried all kinds of things. I've tried over-the-counter drugs (Nytol doesn't really work. NyQuil does, but I have to take a lot, and I've found that if I use it more than a few nights in a row, I lose my sense of taste). I've tried teas and warm milk and baths. I've tried herbal remedies like Valerian. I have an eye mask and a white noise app on my iPod. My room isn't too hot, my husband doesn't snore (usually), and the cats usually at the foot of the bed, so they aren't much of a problem. I wear comfortable PJs, and I have a bottle of water and lip balm on my end table (just in case).

I guess the next step is to see a doctor, but I worry that they'll just prescribe meds, which aren't a real solution. John says I should try the sleep clinic at the university, and I am seriously considering it. I know babies have to learn how to put themselves to sleep. Is this a skill you can learn as an adult? All I know is that I have barely any energy. I don't have enough energy for simple things like housework or working out with the Wii. You know that feeling you get in your throat and chest when you've been crying? I have that all the time. I have it now.

What do you do when insomnia strikes? Is there a real solution to this, or will I have to take meds to get enough sleep to function? Will I ever stop being tired all the time? Is my problem really insomnia, or could it be something else more serious?

God, it's enough to keep you up at night.
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I have figured out how to cross-post from DreamWidth to LiveJournal. Does anyone know how I can crosspost from LiveJournal to DreamWidth?
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Smoke Gets in Your Eyes...

There's a haze of smoke covering the city right now. It's from forest fires in Northern Quebec, and the wind is carrying it all the way down to Quebec City. It's moving on to Trois Rivières, and will probably hit Montreal soon. The sky looks yellowish and weird, and the sun is all red. I kind of feel like I'm in some post-apocalyptic epic à la Stephen King. (The smoke does explain why my sinuses have been acting up all day, though.)


In Moff We Trust


Doctor Who has been so great this season. I haven't written much here, but I have been squeeing all over LJ since the beginning of April. I am loving what Steven Moffat has been doing, I love Matt Smith as Eleven, and Karen Gillan is adorable. But yesterday's episode? It surpassed everything, and if possible I am even more squeeful than ever. It makes me this happy:




I Think I Promised Pictures, Yes?


Our never-ending bathroom reno has actually been finished for a while (Mostly-- there's still a medicine cabinet to hang up). Here are the pictures I kept saying I would post.

Here it is Before:



And After:

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I'm still holding on to my LJ, but I thought I would try this DW thing, too. I had another account at [personal profile] heather_bruyere , but I have never used it, so ignore it until I get around to deleting it. I am [personal profile] syzygy_dw  here, since having "lj" at the end of my name would be silly. .
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IF YOU COMMENT ON THIS JOURNAL ENTRY, I SHALL...
1. Respond with something random about you.
2. Tell you which color you remind me of.
3. Tell you my first memory of you.
4. Tell you what animal you remind me of.
5. Ask you something I've always wondered about you.
6. Tell you my favorite thing about you.
7. Tell you my least favorite thing about you.
8. Challenge you to post this on your journal
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I'm home from Gallifrey One safe and sound! I have a million pictures to post, loads of stories to tell, and many, many happy memories. I also have many hours of sleep to catch up on, so I will have to take care of the post-con entry later, but for now I will sum up the con in one word:

FANTASTIC!
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(I have already used the La, La, La, La thing for twitter and Facebook, but you know what? It's 5am. I do not have enough functioning brain cells to come up with anything better!)

I'm leaving for Gallifrey One in just a few hours. I may have (sporadic) email between here and LA, so if you're coming to the con, post a comment to this entry! We'll figure out a way to meet up.

If you're hanging out at the bar or in the lobby at some point, I have short red hair, a CBC bag and the pin that's in my icon. I will most likely be wearing black. Come say Hi!
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Hey, Internets. What up? Sorry for not updating in, like, forever, but I've been busy. Two jobs, husband, visitors, and oh, yeah, have I mentioned that we're renovating our bathroom? It's almost finished, but not quite, because we're still waiting for Home Despot to deliver our sink and vanity. But in the meantime we have a fully-functional, if not 100% finished, bathroom. New tub, new tile, new paint and a toilet that fucking works, OMG.

The Saga of the Toilet almost killed John and me dead. We had bought this fancy-pants toilet from Home Depot. It was a really cool space-aged one-piece dual-flush thing that the Jetsons would have envied. We even got a deal on it, because the company that makes it has decided to only sell via its webpage from now on, so HD was liquidating their stock. It was a $350 flushie, and we got it for about $125.

We had it delivered, along with our awesome new bathtub. And somehow, on the way to our house, Home Depot broke our toilet:



Not only did they break it, but they broke it spectacularly.

So we called them, and they were completely unsympathetic. The offered to refund us the money, which is fine, but there was no apology or anything. And they said there was nothing they could do because they were out of that model. We called head office, and went up the customer service food chain for a while, but basically, this model no longer exists at any Home Depot store in Canada. Home Depot offered to refund our money, but we had paid $125 for a high-end $350 toilet, and didn't want to get some standard water-waster. I tried to convince them that since they broke our toilet, they should replace it with one of similar value and quality, not similar price, but they weren't having it. (During all this, the plumber was in our bathroom demolishing our tile and making a ton of noise, which I hoped would lend a sense of urgency to our call.)

Eventually, Home Depot in Quebec City called us back and offered us their floor model. It was brand new, and although it had been out on the floor, they claimed it was in perfect condition. Since it was the only one left in the country, we accepted. I think someone from Head Office had been in contact with the store, because suddenly, the staff were unbelievably helpful. The manager of the department even drove the replacement over to our condo herself the next day. She said we could keep the first one, in case we needed parts or anything. Home Depot didn't need it back.

That night, John and I installed the toilet ourselves. It was a bit of a pain, because it's a huge thing, and it fit tightly against the wall. I had a hard time attaching the hose because my hand wouldn't fit in the space, but it finally got installed. We turned on the water, all proud of ourselves for our Tim "The Tool Man" Taylor-like powers,  and watched as the tank filled up. It only filled about halfway, and then it stopped. But suddenly, the floor was covered in water.

What are the odds of having two broken toilets? Pretty good, it turns out, because the second toilet had a leak. On the underside of the base was a tiny pinprick hole that you could barely see with the naked eye, but somehow, water from the tank was flowing straight through it.  So, we got on the phone to Home Depot again, and they offered to refund us the cost of the toilet, plus an additional 20%.  I went on the website and found a new toilet. It wasn't as groovy as the original, but it's still pretty good. You know, for a toilet. And it's dual-flush, which is what I wanted. We had a friend drive us to Home Depot, and we inspected the new throne to make sure there was nothing wrong. Meanwhile, we now had two useless toilets in our living room.



(Note how John arranged them to be like the Love Toilet from SNL.)

It's a damn good thing we have a powder room, because we spent the better part of a week dealing with just the toilet issue. The bathroom is fully-functional, and it even looks presentable, now that we've cleaned up and (mostly) painted. We'll finish it off once the vanity arrives, and then I'll post before-and-after pictures. I am so glad we did this, because it looks amazing, but man, what a hassle. It only took a week, but it felt like a year. 
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If you had a giant rectangular box in your living room, what would you do with it?

If you were me, you might do this:



Sadly, not a real TARDIS, but almost as cool: It's our brand-new bathtub! In the corner, you might also see our space-aged toilet, which is also currently living in the living room. The plumber and tile-guy are coming tomorrow, and who knows? Maybe by tomorrow night, I will be having a bath in water that actually goes past my knees.

The vanity is still back-ordered, and we have yet to choose a paint colour, but we're hoping that we'll have a finished bathroom reno by the end of the month.

Of course, I am probably deluded, and this could well turn out to be the reno that never ends, but I am hopeful.

Books!

Dec. 31st, 2009 06:41 pm
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I just got seven Big Finish Short Trips books in the mail! Woot! I bought a bunch of them on-line, when they announced that as of January 1st, 2010, they will no longer have the license to carry the Short Trips series. They arrived today!

It's like Christmas all over again!

Syzywha?

Dec. 31st, 2009 12:00 am
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Hello, all!

It's the eve of a new year, and I've decided to start 2010 with a brand new name.

I've decided to retire bruyere_75 and have renamed myself [livejournal.com profile] syzygy_lj . Contrary to what a lot of people thought, "bruyère" is not actually a cheese, it's French for Heather. But people still mix it up with Gruyère. I've toyed with the idea of changing my username for a while, but I could never really come up with anything good.

This summer at Worldcon, I took part in a sci-fi themed game of charades. [livejournal.com profile] purplecthulhu, the moderator of the game, had prepared clues based on sci-fi novels nobody in North America had ever heard of. The first clue I had to act out was "Syzygy".

I didn't even know how to pronounce "syzygy", let alone act it out, but I gave it my best. I charaded my heart out, but my team got stuck on the last syllable. I think someone from the Paul Cornell's team eventually got it. I declared to the room that "syzygy" would be my battle cry for the con. I sort of forgot about it until the next day when I passed Paul in the hallway, and he pumped his fist in the air and went "SYZYGY!" It totally became a thing. 

 I even had a button made up:



So when I was casting around for a new username, this one seemed right. Of course, someone else had already claimed [livejournal.com profile] syzygy , so I had no choice but to add a suffix to it. LiveJournal doesn't allow punctuation, which sucks. I was never keen on having a number after my name, so I took a bit of inspiration from [livejournal.com profile] nostalgia_lj , and there you go. A shiny new name for a shiny new year!

I'm going to keep using my regular default icon (the pink and grey skull Chucks), and I've added "I used to be bruyere_75" to my profile. Hopefully that will help ease some of the confusion.

Meeeeems!!

Dec. 29th, 2009 02:32 pm
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Memeage from [info]deadflowerss:

To celebrate and commemorate the tenth Doctor's tenure,post your favourite quote in your livejournal.


 

"When you're a kid, they tell you it's all 'Grow up. Get a job. Get married. Get a house. Have a kid, and that's it.' But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It's so much darker. And so much madder. And so much better."

Elton Pope, <i>Love and Monsters</i>


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Merry Christmas everyone! I hope it has been great so far!

Christmas Chez Nous )

Today is also my eighth Mojoversary! Eight years ago today, my brother gave me a little bundle of chaos. Who knew that tiny kitten would grow up to become this:



Merry Christmas, Mojo the Hutt.

And Happy Holidays, everyone!
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A few LJ things:

1) How the hell do I get LJ to stop sending me notifications whenever someone gets a virtual gift? I unchecked the appropriate box in my Journal Viewing Options, but it doesn't seem to work. I have received about 30 emails telling me that someone has received a snowflake cookie. While that's sweet and all, it's filling up my inbox at an alarming rate.

1a) Thanks for the cookie, [livejournal.com profile] ghost2 !

2) Has anyone else had issues with making LJ cuts?

3) Should I change my journal name? I am not particularly attached to the one I have. Plus, I am tired of people thinking I named myself after cheese.
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From [livejournal.com profile] shaxophile, the "Resistance is futile" meme: You leave a comment saying, "Resistance is futile."
  • I respond by asking you five questions to satisfy my curiosity.
  • You update your journal with the answers to my questions.
  • You include this explanation in your post, and offer to ask other people questions.
What's your Halloween costume this year?

Well, that one's easy:



I'm the one in blue who isn't Spock.

We were so awesome, we were finalists in the costume contest! (Alas, we did not win-- a haunted tree from The Wizard of Oz did.)

Describe your ideal Doctor Who companion.

Donna Noble. Donna had it all. She was fun, funny and smart. She had the Doctor's back, and was a true friend. She was brave, and was capable of making good decisions. She didn't take the Doctor too seriously, and knew when to take him down a peg or two. She loved him, but wasn't in love with him. She showed true character growth-- she went from screechy and ignorant to curious about the world, and she became the most important woman in the universe. She overcame many of her insecurities, and became a better person. The Doctor was her catalyst for change, but the potential was always there. I like to think that even without her memories, she's living up to that potential.

Donna is a tough act to follow. Amy Pond has her work cut out for her.

What's your favourite fandom, and why?

I love Doctor Who fandom, but I was born a Trekkie, and it will always be my first love.

I got involved in fandom when I was 17 because of Star Trek, and I love how the new movie has created a whole new generation of Trekkies. I'm a member of [livejournal.com profile] ontd_startrek , and I think most of the members of that comm came into the fandom because of the film. But the movie was a gateway for them-- through it, they're discovering and loving TOS, the delightful 80s-ocity of The Next Generation, Sisko's awesomeness on DS9 and even Voyager and Enterprise. They love Shatner, and think 60s Nimoy was sex on legs. I love that Star Trek is cool again. Take that, bitches from high school! You thought Trek was just for losers? The President of the United States is one of us!

Last night, when my friends and I were at the bar in our groovy 60s Trek costumes, we had people giving us the Vulcan salute all over the place. People loved our little landing party!

Desert island. One book. (And it's not The Inflatable Book of Edible Plants.)

Oh damn, because that was first on my list.

I guess it would have to be my giant copy of The Yale Shakespeare. It contains the complete works of Shakespeare, plus a bunch of essays. I'm not just saying "Shakespeare" to sound smart. The book will have practical uses. I could spend years reading it, and never finish. Plus, it's really big. I could use it as a lean-to, as a weapon to fend of ferocious animals, or even a raft to get off the desert island.

What's your favourite part of living in Quebec?

Quebec City has an undefinable quality I've never experienced in Montreal or Winnipeg or Edmonton. When we first moved here, we lived in a 350-year-old house, in the heart of the old city. Every day, I walked through an area steeped in history. You couldn't turn a corner without coming across some historical site. This city is also full of nature. I currently live off of Grande Allée, one of the main streets in my part of town. It runs from the walls of the old city along the Plains of Abraham, and it's lined with big old trees. This city is full of trees and nature, more so than any other place I've ever lived in. The pace of life is slower here-- traffic is minimal, unlike in Montreal where gridlock could last hours. Crime is low, and it's just a nice place to live.


Your turn. Post "Resistance is Futile" in the comments, and I'll ask you questions!


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I just realized that I haven't posted on my LJ since August. Don't worry, I didn't die. I've just been incredibly busy! I still love you! However, I don't think I'm ever going to get around to writing a full entry about the last day of WorldCon. Sorry, I know you were all waiting on the edge of your seats. Here are the Cole's Notes:
  • I completely failed to learn how to make balloon animals. (Seriously, Paul Cornell said my dragon looked like the herpes virus);
  • I went to a bunch of panels and the closing ceremonies
  • The Dead Dog party was a lot of fun
  • I drank a very foul substance which turned out to be Austrian "rum"
  • My friend Capucine gave me beautiful henna tattoos:

Capucine did the other arm, too, but I can't find the picture. For those of you in the Montreal area,
her website is here. She does wonderful work.

In short: WorldCon was awesome, and I was very sad when it was over. My only complaints were that the panels were often badly scheduled, the dealer's room was rather sparse (and why didn't they have a comics distributor? There were about half a dozen comics artists on the guest list, including the guest of honour himself!) and the con could have used a dedicated media room for movie screenings and general slothfulness. But other than those tiny issues, it was a fantastic experience, and I'd love to do it again!

****

Although I've been posting comments around the series of tubes, I haven't quite had the energy to write a full entry about the goings-on chez moi. In September, I started a second part-time job teaching English as a Second Language. Around the same time, I also started taking a French class. It's on Monday and Wednesday evenings from 6:30-9:30. Plus, I'm still working at the literacy organization. My schedule is so complicated that I have a whiteboard calendar on the fridge to keep track of it all.

Luckily, it's not all work. The weekend before last was Real Canadian Thanksgiving, and John and I went to [livejournal.com profile] katiki7 's brother's place for barbecued turkey and Wii. Last weekend John and I celebrated our seventh wedding anniversary. John bought me an iPod Touch for an anniversary/early Christmas present, and I've been having fun playing with it (ZOMG, there are apps for EVERYTHING). I got him some lovely lambswool sweaters, and he inherited my 3rd Gen iPod Nano. He has named it Mork (nano nano!), so I named mine Mindy. This weekend I'm going to a literacy volunteer conference in Montreal, and the weekend after that my best friend Marty is coming to visit. He's bringing a few friends, and we're going to the QC's only gay bar for Halloween lulz. There's going to be about 10 of us. Being the GQMFs that we are, we're all kicking it old school with original series Star Trek uniforms, complete with short skirts, kicky boots and 60's hair. I am trying to convince one of our friends to paint herself green and go as an Orion slave girl. (Pictures will be forthcoming.)

Somewhere in all that, I also managed to cut my hair short and turn 34. It's been busy, is what I'm saying!

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Where were we? Oh, yes! Saturday!

Saturday, my eyes magically popped open at about 7:30. John and I had breakfast at the hotel, and I nearly throttled a man who cut in front of John to score some sausages. If I had had been more awake, I would have gone all Liz Lemon on his ass. (Line cutters deserve their own special place in hell, next to people who ride bikes on the sidewalk).

It was easy to tell who had gone to room parties the night before. Whilst some of us (ie [livejournal.com profile] nonelvis ) looked all chipper and well-rested, others were barely holding it together. Paul Cornell, who was hosting a panel called "Looking Forward, Moving Backward" (about racism and homophobia in SF), had his head down on the table, and only one of his panel participants showed up. The morning after the first wave of room parties is never pretty.

Another way you could tell who was at the room parties:


(Voyageur, the Anticipation newsletter, issue 6: Saturday morning)

There's always a few of those at every con.

Yo, geeks, smell ya later! )

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