This is not good. I am doing just what the furnace guy did, put the fan always on, set the furnace on emergency heat. No heat. This is clearly not the same problem he said it was in March…or January…or December. I am spending all of my time huddled in bed with my heating pad. [...]
I am working on my daughter’s Christmas present, or maybe her birthday present, which is December 15th. I have my doubts about finishing it this year but I’m giving it my best shot! Of course I can’t tell you what it is because she reads here. I hope I have it mostly done before classes [...]
It’s that time again! Registration is open now. Bean has split the blogging class into two, which should make it easier because there is much to absorb. The first is Blogging basics. This class will help you set up a blog and learn how to manage it. You will learn how to modify your theme [...]
Not aliens but Internet Explorer. Luckily I didn’t have much on this one yet. Still, I stupidly forgot to backup my email and bookmarks and save them elsewhere first. I hope the Christmas present I ordered for my daughter comes since I’m not sure I can even find the website again.
Back a while ago when [...]
A memory to get me through the winter
I’ve heard that depression can change your brain. I wonder if Borderline Personality Disorder does too? I read this article at NIMH (National Institute of Mental Health) that says studies have shown that the grey matter functioning in BPD patients is impaired in an emotion regulation circuit (I can vouch for the fact that mine [...]
My Chipin adventure ended October 1st. How did I do? I have $35 towards my furnace goal of $5000. lol… It seems that 99% of my readership is coming from people with brain tumors. I’d say it’s not surprising they have other things on their mind than my furnace problems. They clearly aren’t the blogging [...]
“I know the year is dying,
Soon the summer will be dead.
I can trace it in the flying
Of the black crows overhead;
I can hear it in the rustle
Of the dead leaves as I pass,
And the south wind’s plaintive sighing
Through the dry and withered grass.
Ah, ’tis then I love to wander,
Wander idly and alone,
Listening to the solemn [...]
