I would make a very poor hermit

I mean, really.

Got some cuddling last night (thanks, aelisdeliria!), which resulted in me not only being aware of my need for sleep but actually being _able_ to sleep at 8:30pm last night (didn't go to bed until around 9:30, but still!). This meant that I actually got a decent amount of sleep last night. It's amazing how useful sleep is!

And, I might even be able to start waking up at a more sane hour tomorrow. I almost did today (7:45am), but decided it was wise to give myself a chance for more sleep. And got up at 9:15pm. So I apparently needed that.

Crazy how strongly my ability to sleep is related to human contact, and how much more human contact I need if I'm not getting enough sleep.

Yup. I'd be a terrible hermit.

I would make a very poor hermit

I mean, really.

Got some cuddling last night (thanks, aelisdeliria!), which resulted in me not only being aware of my need for sleep but actually being _able_ to sleep at 8:30pm last night (didn't go to bed until around 9:30, but still!). This meant that I actually got a decent amount of sleep last night. It's amazing how useful sleep is!

And, I might even be able to start waking up at a more sane hour tomorrow. I almost did today (7:45am), but decided it was wise to give myself a chance for more sleep. And got up at 9:15pm. So I apparently needed that.

Crazy how strongly my ability to sleep is related to human contact, and how much more human contact I need if I'm not getting enough sleep.

Yup. I'd be a terrible hermit.

Love, work, letting things wait

Those who already read theferret can just ignore this entry. I'm linking to him again!

Love isn't just some ephemeral thing that forms spontaneously and then ticks forever like a perpetual motion machine. Ideally, love makes your life a lot better - I know that I'm a lot happier because of Gini - but it's very rare that two people just click once and never have to talk again. Love, like any other worthwhile thing, involves maintenance.

But nobody writes love songs about maintenance. There are no odes to grouting, or paeans to weekly lawn care. Everyone wants to believe in the effort-free love, because it sure would be nice if it existed, but there ain't no such thing as a free lunch.

Life is work. Anyone who tells you different is selling you an album..

(Y'know, now I really want someone to write a love song about maintenance.)

And, the addendum, sparked by a comment from his wife zoethe, You need to emphasize, though, that there are times when you visit an issue, realize that both of you are too far apart to resolve it at that point, and let it rest for a while so that one small thing does not get blown out of proportion to the detriment of the rest of the relationship. That was one of the great balancing acts for the two of us - finding the sweet spot between your 'everything must be resolved at once!' and my 'here's a nice rug to sweep it under.'

Love, work, letting things wait

Those who already read theferret can just ignore this entry. I'm linking to him again!

Love isn't just some ephemeral thing that forms spontaneously and then ticks forever like a perpetual motion machine. Ideally, love makes your life a lot better - I know that I'm a lot happier because of Gini - but it's very rare that two people just click once and never have to talk again. Love, like any other worthwhile thing, involves maintenance.

But nobody writes love songs about maintenance. There are no odes to grouting, or paeans to weekly lawn care. Everyone wants to believe in the effort-free love, because it sure would be nice if it existed, but there ain't no such thing as a free lunch.

Life is work. Anyone who tells you different is selling you an album..

(Y'know, now I really want someone to write a love song about maintenance.)

And, the addendum, sparked by a comment from his wife zoethe, You need to emphasize, though, that there are times when you visit an issue, realize that both of you are too far apart to resolve it at that point, and let it rest for a while so that one small thing does not get blown out of proportion to the detriment of the rest of the relationship. That was one of the great balancing acts for the two of us - finding the sweet spot between your 'everything must be resolved at once!' and my 'here's a nice rug to sweep it under.'

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Oh, _my_ the toys one finds when one has to test java plugins.

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Oh, _my_ the toys one finds when one has to test java plugins.

http://adds.aviationweather.noaa.gov/java/

http://www.walter-fendt.de/ph14e/

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"If there is no such thing as hope, dispair can be no sin. If there is no truth, one lie is no worse than another." _The Magnificent Conspiracy_, Spider Robinson

This quote is pinging my brain on so many levels, but none of them are willing to come out and play yet. And I want them to...

And I suddenly miss, very strongly, random conversations that wonder all over the place simply because they can.

Meh. Itchy brain. Nothing to scratch with. Maybe I'll go play with my Yoga deck now.

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"If there is no such thing as hope, dispair can be no sin. If there is no truth, one lie is no worse than another." _The Magnificent Conspiracy_, Spider Robinson

This quote is pinging my brain on so many levels, but none of them are willing to come out and play yet. And I want them to...

And I suddenly miss, very strongly, random conversations that wonder all over the place simply because they can.

Meh. Itchy brain. Nothing to scratch with. Maybe I'll go play with my Yoga deck now.