erinptah: Human Luna (sailor moon)
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It's nothing hugely dramatic or sensitive. These days it's mostly "family stuff I did recently" with a side of "grumbling about AO3." Most exciting it ever got was probably "the saga of how my housemate had a terrible time taking care of a new cat."

(Not this cat. This is just a general cuddly photo to thank you for reading.)

Fluffy holding my hand

erinptah: Cat in a backpack (cat)

So, first to pay the cat tax, this little old lady is Fiddlesticks:

Tortie lounging on a windowsill in the sun

She likes her wet food in the morning. But: if it has chicken shreds/tuna chunks/other solid pieces in there, they don’t make it all the way into her mouth? She just pushes them around her dish while licking up all the sauce.

There’s this one brand, the Delectables Lickable Bisque line, where the ingredients are fully pureed. It’s all gravy. Put some of this down, and she has no trouble licking it clean.

Lickable Bisque box

The only drawback is…the Lickable Bisques come in these small plastic sachets. I am churning out so much garbage for the sake of this lady’s breakfast.

Does any cat food brand have a product that (a) is 100% pureed and (b) comes in a jar? Or a can? Something where you can scoop out a couple spoonfuls per day, for a couple weeks, and then recycle it at the end?

Because I would really like to start buying some.

erinptah: (daily show)

Marshmallow Fluff’s vet visit back in May found that his teeth were in pretty bad shape, so he got scheduled for a follow-up dental visit. For some reason, even though the actual dentistry was scheduled for the afternoon, I was supposed to drop him off between 7 and 8 AM. This blatant bias in favor of morning people, I swear…

What I ended up doing was, went to bed around 2 AM as usual, set my phone alarm to go off in an hour. Woke up with the alarm, checked my current Stupid Phone Game (this was a perfect time interval for it, all my trains would be back in the station and ready to send out on new jobs), started the timer again, went back to sleep. Rinse and repeat.

The fluff was hanging out on the bed with me this whole time, until (of course) between 6:30 and 7 he decided he had important cat business elsewhere. Fortunately, a little before 7:30 I lured him back up, dumped him in his carrier, and we did make it to the vet by 8.

Unhappy fluff in carrier

(He was so grumpy. So betrayed. It’s a hard life.)

Turns out he needed a tooth extracted, and had an infection in the gums underneath that got cleaned out, and came home with some pain medication that I’m supposed to squirt into his mouth every 8 hours for the next week. (I’ve managed it once. If he tolerates it every 12 hours, I’ll call that a success.)

On the plus side, they were concerned he’d have a hard time chewing at first, so I put out some wet food for him…but within an hour of getting home he was sneaking off to steal Fiddlesticks’s (dry) food. I restored his normal menu, and he’s been chowing down like nothing changed at all.

Got that poodle foot where they shaved his leg to put the anesthesia in:

Fluff on the carpet with his shaved elbow

Kinda regretting that I didn’t ask them to give his whole body a therapeutic shave. It would make him more comfortable in however many more heat waves we get this summer, and I would get to do less vacuuming for a while. But eh, too late now, he’s home again, and I’m not dragging him back to the Evil Place for another year!

erinptah: Cat in a backpack (cat)

Hardcore booping action spotted in the wild

Fluffy with his paw on my keyboard

(feat. my halfhearted efforts to brighten up the Void Tortie so she’s visible next to the Fluff)

Fluffy with his paw on Fiddlesticks' head
Fluffy with his paw on Fiddlesticks' back
Fluffy with his paw on my keyboard, but sleeping

Exhausted from a long day of boop

erinptah: Human Luna (sailor moon)

The intro meme at [community profile] findingfriends  looked fun and substantive, so here goes!

Is there an interesting story behind your username?

I was 10 or 11, I was coming up with Sailor Moon OCs, I flipped to the “list of mythology topics” page in what must’ve been the family World Book Encyclopedia, and picked half a dozen names basically at random. One of them ended up being Sailor Ptah.

…you want to see some art, right? Of course you do.

Middle-school art of Sailor PtahClassic!

(This was drawn on the back of…some kind of school worksheet, I think? I wasn’t getting sketchbooks yet. You can see the backwards text through the scan.)

So I was “SailorPtah” everywhere for a lot of years. Eventually swapped the “sailor” part for my first name, and now I’m “ErinPtah” everywhere.

 

 

Further questions + photo of cats behind the cut )
erinptah: Cat in a backpack (cat)

Hauled the fluff to the vet the other day. (No photos of the adventure, I’ll garnish this post with other cat pictures.)

He had an appointment — just routine checkup/vaccines — but went into hiding an hour and a half before it was scheduled, and didn’t let me within arm’s length of him for the rest of the afternoon. Wasn’t until after dinner that his guard went down…so I dumped him in his carrier, threw a blanket over it, and called a car.

Fluff on the couch, his butt planted on top of Fiddlesticks

The receptionist was willing to go with it, but a little puzzled. “Did you have an appointment?” He’s missed two already, I’ve given up on getting him here at a set time. “It’s emergency hours, so we’ll charge extra…” This is when I got him here, I’ll pay for it. “He’s not having an urgent medical issue, so we have to see the emergency patients before him.” No problem, I will sit in the lobby and wait.

(It didn’t end up being that pricey. And it was only an hour wait! Didn’t even get through a page of my AO3 To Read list.)

They don’t let me sit with Fluff this time, for whatever reason, so the next news I get is when a vet comes out and says “The cat is…not cooperating. We can give you some meds to calm him down, not charge for this visit, and have you bring him back for another visit after taking them?”

I pitched the idea of coming into the room and personally holding him. The vets decided to give it another go themselves, finding the person on-duty with the most cat-specific experience.

Another update: “We have the vaccines all ready, and we are prepared to give him the shots! Just as soon as we catch him.”

Close-up Fiddles in the foreground, overlapping Fluffy in the background.

And, at last: success! They packed him back in his carrier, and I got him home.

Both shots went in the same hind leg, which I understand isn’t standard — but they managed to bundle him up with one leg accessible, so they grabbed the chance while they had it.

Once I unleashed Fluff into the house, he immediately slunk off to hide under the bed. As expected. Less expected: it was only about 20 minutes before he reappeared, and he was letting himself get close enough for cuddles by the end of the night?

Wish I knew what was going through his fuzzy little head. Has he learned “vet visits are a rare break in routine, so once you get home, you don’t have to be afraid of being dragged right back”? But it doesn’t seem like he’s figured out “vet visits are short-term events, just sit tight and it’ll be over soon.”

Eh. Important thing is, he’s home, he’s safe, he got a pile of treats in compensation for his trauma, and Fiddlesticks only ate half of them. Good times.

Fluffy asleep on the couch, paws holding owner's hand in place
erinptah: Hiding in a box (depression)
Seems like the whole weather flipped a switch the other night. On Wednesday I had the windows open, computer sitting on ice packs to help it not overheat, and wasn't layering up at all to go to work...Thursday, wham, I'm closing the windows, pulling out extra blankets, wearing a sweater and a coat to go out.

Nothing against sweaters, but oof, me and my two smelly cats are gonna miss having a fresh breeze going through the house.

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Parents officially got COVID over the summer! They're vaxxed+boosted, no extra high-risk conditions, and didn't have any trouble staying home the full isolation period, so it went over about as well as you could hope, probably.

They had this month-long European tour booked back in 2020...postponed it to 2021...postponed it again to 2022...figured this year they would just take the plunge and go for it. Get to week 3, and half the people on the tour bus are coughing. Whoops.

More recently, my aunt got it after an out-of-town relative visited. Glad I didn't go to that family gathering. (...I've gone to others, so this isn't a principled health stance I've been taking, I just got lucky.)

In other health news, one of my uncles has cancer -- not the kind you beat, the kind where the doctors say "with treatment you have about 10 years to live" -- and it's been about 10 years since they said that. So. As of this writing, he's not gone, but there's a good chance he's on his way out.

The news arrived a few days after Disney+ got Thor: Love and Thunder -- you know, the one where Jane spends the whole thing actively dying of cancer! -- so, hey, guess which family movie-watching plan has been tabled indefinitely? (I saw it in theaters, at some point I became the kind of fan who sees every Marvel movie in theaters, but the parents are in the "we want to catch them all...eventually" camp.)

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Just as I get comfortable with "Kickstarter's not going anywhere with their Mystery Blockchain Protocol, at least not in the foreseeable future, it's still safe to run a campaign there for now," then Deviantart turns around and starts flirting with blockchain nonsense. Deviantart! You were the chosen one the only major site making an active effort to protect artists against blockchain fraud! What happened??

...okay, okay, we know what happened. Current holders of crypto can't actually get money out of the system unless they can convince new suckers to put money in, which means "bribing sites like DA and KS to drag in new suckers" is a good long-term investment.

Still a nasty twist to wake up to.

I know no amount of comments that outline how NFTs are a predatory pit of scams is going to outweigh whatever check they're cashing from the crypto industry, but I left one anyway.

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Spent the past week or so in a real downswing of low energy and high executive-dysfunction. I have all these small, relatively simple tasks to do, but getting over the hump to actually start each one? Gonna need to go take a nap first.

(The Fluff thinks this is a great deal. He loves an extra snooze. And Fiddlesticks doesn't hang out on the bed, which makes it a nice safe territory where Fluff doesn't have to worry about defending his honor as Top Cat.)

I've been trying to put "have a nap" higher on the coping-strategy list than "chug another energy drink." Probably healthier! Not as good a deal for the to-do list.

...also, not a great state to be in when you're gearing up for a crowdfunding campaign. But it's not like I work better without a deadline. So we're moving right along.

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True story, the one thing I can reliably-and-consistently focus on right now is "writing more Moon Knight fanfiction."

Using incentives like "you can write another chapter of Fic X once you finish Task Y" has been...moderately effective.

(I like this show a normal amount, I swear.)

erinptah: Cat in a backpack (cat)
As of recently, I have two cats! Let’s get to know the other one.
Round sleeping Fiddlesticks on cat bed with tongue sticking out
My name is: (Chocolate) Fiddlesticks
My nicknames are: Fiddles, Fuzzy, Sneezy, little old lady
My breed is: domestic shorthair (black-and-brown tortoiseshell)
My age is: 10 and a half years
I have lived here for: 2 months
My favorite human food: none yet, but let me sniff it all anyway, just to be sure
My favorite things to do: nap, monitor the view out the window, ignore the Secondary Cat, steal the Secondary Cat’s food (until it was hidden somewhere I can’t find it), accept chin skritches, be admired like the queen I am
My favorite room in the house: the living room, it has my viewing window, multiple soft napping locations, and my tall carpeted throne
Do I snore?: no, but I have a chronic condition that means I sneeze A Lot
More photos under cut )
erinptah: Cat in a backpack (cat)
Not gonna get around to an updated About Me post with personal details any time soon, so instead, please enjoy some cat pictures.
Fluffy with paw planted decisively on edge of laptop
My name is: Marshmallow Fluff
My nicknames are: Fluffy, Mister Fluff, Fluff’n’stuff, Fluffernutter, Troublemaker
My breed is: domestic longhair
My age is: 5 this past February
I have lived here for: 3 years and a few months
My favorite human food: none, give me cat treats please
My favorite things to do: eat, play with balls and stuffed mice, stare intently at bugs, get fur on everything, hide from strangers, cuddle, keep tabs on the Suspicious Intruder Cat
My favorite room in the house: the bedroom, with my food, my warm spot to lie on the floor where the radiator pipe runs under it, and my safe space under the bed where nobody can get me
Do I snore?: yes, and my nose whistles when I do
More photos under the cut )
erinptah: There is only one ship on Doctor Who. (doctor who)

Spent the weekend at the CWRU Film Society Marathon 47.

Traditionally they hold it in January, over MLK weekend, so in 2020 it went off without a hitch. 2021, they postponed it to May, and ended up holding a version that was “restricted to current students, with special exceptions for people who haven’t missed a single once since 1976.”

This year they decided to let the riffraff back in. With extra safety rules, and a warning that “if this becomes a superspreader event, we won’t be allowed to do it next year.” The crowd was still awfully thin, and we were good about masks, so I think it’ll be okay. (Knock wood.)

Dune (2021) definitely benefited from the big screen. The story was just okay, same as I’ve always found Dune — but they clearly had truckloads of money to spend on sets/props/CGI, and took full advantage. You could’ve watched most of it with the sound off and enjoyed it purely for how pretty it was.

Disaster Squad 2: Dawn of Armageddon (the first Surprise) was a wild ride. It’s a 2-hour movie made by four guys in 2000 while they were in high school. They have borrowed cameras, props made from cardboard and/or bargain-bin Halloween costumes, settings based on whatever buildings around town would let them in, all the effects they could hand-draw in Windows 98 editing software, and incredible dedication.

Also, their eye for visual gags and comic timing is genuinely amazing. (Fair warning, they’re not all winners — it has a few of the unfortunate jokes you’d expect from, well, four straight white teenage boys in the early 2000s.) The whole thing is on YouTube, treat yourself to a watch.

The Iron Giant is amazing, but you knew that. Paired with Howard the Duck and Muppets From Space, it almost made a running theme — “lone misfit from space tries to fit in with humans, while the military-industrial complex almost ruins everything.” Lawnmower Man was sort of a tangent to that — “human misfit from Earth tries to fit in, then goes down the path of becoming less human, while capitalism tries to ruin everything.”

And then there’s the absolute contrast of the Iron Giant to Pacific Rim. Giant robots, they even have similar weapon placements/designs, embodying “I am not a gun” versus “I am SO MANY GUNS and I am going to blast the giant monsters with ALL OF THEM and it’s going to be AMAZING.”

…don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t expecting anything out of Pacific Rim except high-budget robots punching monsters and smashing up cities. And it delivered! No complaints.

Okay, one complaint: Mako Mori deserved better. (I was expecting that too, but still.) The last movie before this one was Moon Zero Two, a 1969 film with exactly the same aesthetic/budget as Star Trek TOS but none of the compelling writing or likeable characters, and it was very notable how the One Female Character spends most of the movie having men send her places and tell her what to do. Then we jump forward to 2013, and get…One Female Character who spends most of the movie having men send her places and tell her what to do.

I always keep an eye on how many of the movies pass the Bechdel Test, and this year — not counting the ones I slept through — was a dismal two (Dune and the Muppets). Anyone know offhand about Lifeforce (1985) or Space Battleship Yamato (1977)?

It’s still a novelty to do the whole Marathon and then just…be home, basically instantly, no plane ride or 8-hour drive still to go.

Wasn’t fast enough as far as the cats were concerned — I’ve left the Fluff alone for a bit before, but this is the longest I’ve left him and Fiddlesticks alone together. Both investigated me pretty hard when I got back. Good news, I passed their tests. And it looks like they didn’t fight, or run out of food, or destroy anything! Which means they passed mine.

erinptah: Cat in a backpack (cat)

Marshmallow Fluff, first 48 hours: This place has one (1) safe spot, under the bed, and I will stay put right here forever

Chocolate Fiddlesticks, first 5 minutes: I will systematically stand on every available surface to choose my Pride Rock

Tortie standing on stove

…so, yeah, I got a new cat.

Way back when, I decided “if the fluff can get through a year with no emergency health issues, I’ll see if he can handle a second cat.” The deadline passed recently, so I’ve been watching the “Meet the Cats” page on the local cat cafe. A lot of the cats get snapped up pretty fast, but this one black-and-brown tortie just stayed and stayed and stayed…

I went in, decided I liked her, and called dibs.

Tortie sprawled on coat

Fiddlesticks is twice Fluffy’s age (10 years), half his size (a little old lady!), and 100% his opposite in temperament. She’s been here for a week, and was totally comfortable from minute one.

She came with the “fiddlesticks” part of the name, which I’m retconning to mean “chocolate fiddlesticks” so we can keep having a dessert-based name theme.

Tortie eating with feet in food dish

At first I kept the fluff in the bedroom with the door closed, Fiddles in the kitchen with a makeshift barricade in the doorway, and I traded off which one got access to the rest of the house.

Kept both of them shut in at night just to be safe, which worked out, because it turns out Fiddles really really wants to be where the action is. Jumped over the first barricade…jumped over the taller replacement barricade…couldn’t jump barricade #3, but managed to knock a box askew and get underneath it.

Tortie jumping on chair

She doesn’t even want attention or cuddles when she gets through! She’s happy to get petted, but mostly wants to go back to napping on a soft surface.

Trouble is, it can’t just be any soft surface. It has to be Where The People Are.

Tortie sleeping on bed full of plushies

Brought her home on Monday night. As of Wednesday, I was holding the fluff up to look over the barricade, and he was growling a little at the horrifying intruder. But not freaking out and bolting the way he does with strange humans! Which was promising.

Wednesday night, both of them were curious about what was on the other side of the barricade…

Fluff staring at wall of boxes

So I let Fiddles come through for a visit.

It lasted about 30 seconds. Fluff didn’t bolt, which was sort of unexpected, but he hunched up and backed away and made this very sad keening noise. Totally unfazed Fiddlesticks barely looked at him before wandering past. When she got between him and his escape route, I figured it was time to pick her up and move her out of the room.

(You wouldn’t know it from how calmly she sits, but this little lady becomes a flailing mess if you pick her up. Whatever she was sitting on — laundry, towel, carpet — it’s coming up after her, because she grabs it with all the claws.)

Fiddles loafing on a coat

The fluff is getting extremely spoiled through all of this. Every time he bravely survives an interaction with the Intruder Cat, he gets treats.

Fluff emerging from under bed for treats

Thursday night, I held him up for a viewing, and he didn’t growl at all…so I let Fiddlesticks out again, and the two of them spent a good half-hour in the same room.

Fiddles parked herself on a soft blanket and didn’t move. After about 15 minutes of this, Fluff decided it was an acceptable risk.

Fluff sitting in one corner of frame, Fiddles on blanket in other corner

As of Friday, the barricade is mostly dismantled, so Fiddles can go in and out of the kitchen freely.

Fluff gets shut in the bedroom overnight. Turns out he prefers to stay there during the morning/afternoon, so I leave the door closed — mostly to keep Fiddles from bothering him.

(If she’s allowed in, they won’t fight or anything…but she will help herself to his expensive prescription food. And avail herself of his box.)

Fluff asleep with face plonked down

The kitty fountain is in the living room, and so far they’re managing to share that nicely.

…Fiddles also discovered a fresher source of water in the next room.

Fiddles drinking out of toilet bowl

Doors get opened during the evening/night, the cats can mingle freely, and I keep an eye out to monitor anything that goes wrong. So far, peaceful coexistence is happening!

By which I mean, lots of wary curiosity from the fluff, and lots of total indifference from Fiddles. If she’s walking past him, once in a while she’ll slow down for a sniff, but that’s about it.

Fluff investigating a sleeping Fiddles

…What I really need is a door that the fluff can go through, but Fiddlesticks can’t. A nice boundary around his food and his safe spaces that automatically enforces itself, so he doesn’t have to.

Unfortunately, I think the only way to manage that involves special cat doors that take signals from collars. And installing one of those is…outside the scope of my lease.

Face-to-face Fluff and Fiddles inspecting each other

But so far? This is working out okay.

erinptah: Cat in a backpack (cat)

Easiest and happiest vet visit he’s had!

First was 2 years ago, when Marshmallow Fluff was still staying at arm’s length from me — he stopped eating, but was still determined to hide and not be touched, I couldn’t get him in until he was physically too weak to put up a fight. Second was last year, bladder issues. He was happy to get picked up in general by then, but managed to scramble away the first time I tried to put him in the carrier.

This year he was in perfect health. They just can’t keep refilling his prescription food without an annual checkup.

Sleepy cat with paw on keyboard

Got him in the carrier first try, this year. He always comes out to investigate when I start doing yoga or stretches on the carpet, so I used that to lure him out of his napping spot. He got unusually tense when I scooped him up — he must’ve sensed something was amiss — but relaxed enough for me to dump him in.

I was prepared with the carrier braced between two chairs, turned so the open door faced straight up. (The enemy’s gate is down!)

…next year I’ll be even better prepared, and have a towel laid out underneath it.

Cat in carrier wrapped in blanket

I wrapped the carrier in a blanket for the trip, mostly to keep him calm, partly because it’s Cold outside.

Visits 1 and 2, he had to stay overnight for treatment, which was confusing and scary and got a “warning: will scratch people” note in his chart. Visit 3 was much shorter, I was right next to him 95% of the time, and he was…well, probably still confused and scared, but not threatened enough to fight about it.

Horrified cat looking over edge of carrier

Very unhappy, for sure. Did not authorize this. Wants to hide under his bed, but nobody will tell him which direction it’s in.

He weighs 15 pounds! (Last year it was 14. When he was originally picked up by Animal Control, from a household that was reported for neglect, he weighed 6. They had him on a special high-calorie diet to get his weight up before rating him healthy enough to put up for adoption.)

BCS is still a healthy neutral, so it’s not that he’s overweight. He’s just Big. If anything, I think he’s less well-rounded in the tummy than he was a year ago.

He was supposed to get a rabies shot while he was there, but they were all out of stock, with the delivery behind by several days. They said they were expecting the truck within the next few hours. I said, given how difficult all this is for the fluff, we’ll wait.

Unhappy cat hunched in open carrier

So I sat in the little room reading fic, and the fluff sat in his little carrier doing a disgruntled hunch, and we waited. A vet tech brought a bowl of water; he never got thirsty enough to drink it.

After the full few hours were up, the delivery truck arrived!…and the rabies shot refills were not on it. So we packed up and went home. Much to the cat’s relief.

He kept a safe distance from me for a few hours, but adjusted pretty quick after that.

Stern-looking cat with paw on keyboard

They said I could bring him back later, once the rabies shots were re-stocked, and they’d give the fluff his for free.

Part of me wants to spare him another Horrifying Ordeal so close to the last one. On the other hand, maybe it’ll reinforce the uplifting lesson of “hey look, you can stay calm and non-defensive and it’ll all work out fine, you get to go back home at the end.”

erinptah: Cat in christmas lights (christmas)

Other people get candy or toys in their stockings, I got the Omicron variant. Lucky me.

…seriously, though, it was the better kind of COVID experience. No hospital, no breathing problems, no need for any of the expensive treatments that are in short supply. I just canceled holiday plans, spent a few days sleeping a lot, had a friend drop off some chicken soup, and used over-the-counter fever/cough/etc meds to keep the symptoms in check.

Over a week of doing that, my immune system wrestled it steadily down from “thoroughly miserable” to “minor sniffles.”

And if you’ve been hearing people on the news panic about how Booster Shots Wear Off In Weeks And Then Omicron Can Kill Us All…listen, I didn’t even have a booster. Probably could’ve had milder symptoms if I did? But even un-boosted, the two regular Pfizer doses I got back in summer had the virus handled.

(The cat helped, I’m sure. He was very fierce at it. Scared it right off.)

Marshmallow Fluff having a Christmas nap

I had almost wrestled my Marked For Later list down to 5 pages when Yuletide dropped, and now it’s overflowing. At least reading has been easy for most of the COVID recovery period, so I’ve had time to start making a dent again.

I got 2 gifts!

A delightful comedy about Gideon, Harrow, and associates having low-stakes adventures, with Earth artifacts and attempted wrestling:

fifteen percent concentrated power of will (9120 words) by Anonymous
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Locked Tomb Series | Gideon the Ninth Series – Tamsyn Muir
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Gideon Nav/Harrowhark Nonagesimus
Characters: Gideon Nav, Harrowhark Nonagesimus, Coronabeth Tridentarius, Judith Deuteros, Camilla Hect
Additional Tags: 5 things (kind of), gideon nav: personal trainer
Summary:

Teaching someone to do a push-up is a love language, when that person is very annoying.

And a treat about Dorothy learning some finer details of Oz magic:

A Long Winter in Oz (14928 words) by Anonymous
Chapters: 5/5
Fandom: Oz – L. Frank Baum
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Dorothy Gale & Glinda the Good, Dorothy Gale/Princess Ozma
Characters: Dorothy Gale, Glinda the Good
Additional Tags: Magic, Friendship, Minor Character Death, Implied/Referenced Suicide, no canon character deaths, Romance is a minor element, Worldbuilding
Summary:

Dorothy decides that she ought to learn about magic properly and there just so happens to be a long winter approaching.

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I’m in one of those states where you feel overwhelmed by a bunch of different tasks, none of which should be all that daunting on its own, but then if you start working on one, you feel the crushing weight of how much you’re not working on all the others.

A partial list:

  • Yuletide 2021 letter/offers
  • Last-minute Kickstarter promotion
  • Finishing the next Leif & Thorn arc (currently 40+ strips, for most storylines that would already be finished)
  • Various blog updates + link roundups
  • Researching kidney donation (there’s a lot of extensive screening and recovery involved, none of which I have even started, and yet my brain has decided to feel pre-emptively exhausted just learning about it)
  • Reading a stack of library books
  • Reading a backlog of subscribed fic updates
  • Updated Leif & Thorn book cover art (was supposed to be just changing the scale, then I was like “but what if I also fixed this minor annoyance, and that other one, and redid a thing that’s always bothered me, and”)
  • Prodding for BICP printing-related status updates
  • Drawing some art I’ve owed people for months
  • Figure out TikTok?
  • I should actually clean this living room at some point, huh

…well, I was kinda hoping it would help to write that all down, but so far, not much.

Here’s a nice relaxing Marshmallow Fluff photo instead. A true role model for how to be chill.

Speaking of that last-minute promotion: I have a Kickstarter!

It’s the fourth volume of Leif & Thorn, and it’s doing great. Passed the funding goal earlier this week. Now on track to set a new funding record for the series, and a new all-time record for the number of backers I’ve gotten on a project.

Deadline is Friday at midnight. Pass it on.

erinptah: Cat in a backpack (cat)

Stuff about stuff that’s been up.

Family vac[cin]ations

My parents and brother came to town, making it the first time we’ve all been in one place for almost 2 years. (Parents have been vaccinated for a while, and they visited earlier in 2021. Brother is (a) young, (b) low-risk, and (c) not in a customer-facing position, so he only skated over the “2 weeks since second dose” theshhold just in time to get here.)

We visited a bunch of the local relatives. On one side, the grandparents who flatly refused to entertain unvaccinated visitors (so everyone’s had their shots). On the other, the grandparents who got their own shots as soon as possible, but were having unmasked indoor visits with my virulently antivaxxer aunt and her kids right up until they — the grandparents — tested positive.

Grandfather, who’d only had his first shot, got pretty sick and was hospitalized, but pulled through. Grandmother, who’d had both shots, barely got the sniffles, wouldn’t even have thought of getting tested if she didn’t live in the same house as a seriously-ill person. Aunt has only doubled down on how these fraudulent vaccines don’t even do anything, you guys.

I, uh, timed my part of the visit to not encounter the antivaxxer aunt.

Banging and drilling

A few relatives came over to my apartment to do some handiwork projects. Which meant the Fluff had his space invaded by Horrible Strangers, who talked and hammered and drilled and vacuumed and generally made Horrible Noises.

This cat was not a happy camper.

Normally he hides under the daybed, crouched on top of the boxes I keep under there. This time, he managed to shove one of the boxes away from the wall, so he could squeeze himself in behind it. Note, these are the boxes with the Leif & Thorn books in them — they’re heavy.

It took a solid 2 hours after the Horrible Strangers left before the fluff poked his nose out of his hiding spot. And then he went back under. It was a few more hours, and a few more exploratory peeks, before he was walking around the place like normal again.

Poor guy. He’s had such a nice year, and now this.

Black Widow (no specific spoilers)

Family had a bunch of Potential Outings planned, but the only one we actually did was seeing Black Widow on the big screen.

The building had small groups of other patrons; our theater was flat-out empty except for us. (So if you tentatively want to catch a movie but are worried about large groups in enclosed spaces…give it a shot.)

The movie was good! Mostly takes place during the period when Natasha was on the run after Civil War, gives her a solo adventure that fleshes out her backstory — both parts we knew about, and parts that are new. Funny, heartwarming when it wanted to be, makes good use of that Disney “sure, blow up all the cars you want” money.

I’m usually more into the magic and sci-fi sides of the MCU, and this was a Cap-style action-spy-thriller, no super-science beyond what you can use for “excuses to do cooler stunts.” So it wasn’t an instant favorite the way Captain Marvel was.

But it was good at what it wanted to be. It wasn’t a perfunctory “I want to support the general idea of more female superheroes getting their own solo movies” thing. It was fun, and I liked it. Marvel did good.

Speaking of Marvel:

Loki (also no specific spoilers)

The whole 6-episode series is out now, and I…

…didn’t…like it?

Which is wild, because it has all the ingredients for a thing I should like. Magic! Sci-fi! Time travel nonsense! Alternate versions of the same character having to deal with each other! Significant chunks of action on alien planets! Major queer and/or female characters! Shapeshifters! Quippy banter! Sassy, petty villain getting dragged kicking and screaming into a redemption arc!

The first episode sure felt like it was going to deliver on all those things in a way I enjoyed. And then every subsequent cliffhanger was like “okay…there were a couple specific scenes that are fun, but…is this going anywhere? This big moment should’ve been good, but why didn’t it have buildup? That dramatic setup we did get, why hasn’t it had any payoff? This weird bit, I can think of some in-universe reasons why it was weird, so is it setting up one of those, or is it just sloppy writing?”

And the answer was always “it’s just sloppy writing.”

…to be fair, I think sometimes the answer was COVID. There were scenes where you could see “none of the actors except the 2 leads are getting within 6 feet of each other, and it’s really restricting what the narrative can do.”

But that doesn’t explain all of it.

Feels like it should’ve been a full-length season. Make it a procedural, have Loki and company facing a Time Shenanigans case-of-the-week, and have the characters/relationships develop slowly over each case. Then at the end we get a multi-episode arc where the plot is all interconnected, the developments all come to a head, the status quo gets flipped over.

Instead we got pieces of that arc without any connective tissue. You get prickly suspicious characters skipping from “tense, mistrustful opponents” to “tentative admissions of Friendship” when they’ve only known each other for, what, a few days? With no tangible reason for their feelings to change. It’s just “this is the part of the story where that happens, so it’s happened.”

Ugh. It could’ve been so good! And it just…wasn’t.

…and speaking of “things I just finished that didn’t have connective tissue”:

Check, Please!

The famous, award-winning, funding-record-making, m/m webcomic? That I didn’t read during the whole length of its run. Finally picked up the print volumes when I saw them at the library, and that’s how I got through the whole thing.

It was really thin. Cute and fluffy and disjointed. Kept setting up potential conflicts, but then skimming right over them.

I flipped back through some fail_fandomanon threads from when the updates were being released live, and it was a recurring theme for new readers to go “wait, was this just…resolved offscreen? Or did I accidentally skip a page?” (I was reading a physical book and would occasionally wonder if it skipped a page. It never did.)

…unsurprisingly, the author was in Hockey RPF fandom, and a lot of fans were bringing their interests from Hockey RPF fandom. So you would have character show up in the background, and readers would be like “aha, I can tell this is an expy of Real Player X, I enjoy him because I’m transferring my fannish feelings about Real Player X onto him.” Then they’d still be invested even if he only appeared 2-3 times and never did anything significant in-universe.

Reading it over the course of a couple afternoons — and with zero personal background in who these IRL hockey players are — was a breezy experience.

But, wow, I totally get why it was so intense and frustrating for so many people reading it in realtime. It would’ve been a constant cycle of “sets you up for something interesting, keeps you on the hook for a week or a month or several months for the next update, dashes your hopes when the setup gets deflated or sidestepped or offscreen-resolved, but hey, now there’s setup for another something interesting, maybe if I just wait for the next update in a week or a month or–“

It did work well enough for enough readers to bring the author buckets of money, though. And she delivered a complete series by the end — everyone who backed a Kickstarter to get a book, got a book — which is more than you can say for a lot of webcomickers who’ve taken people’s money. As many faults as I could pick apart in the writing: you go rake in that cash, girl.

Okay, to end this on a brighter note:

Leverage: Redemption

Sequel to the original TV series. Not a reboot, a retcon, or a reimagining — just “it’s been a decade in-universe, let’s pick back up with these characters and see how they’re doing now.”

And, wow. It’s the rare follow-up that’s so well-done, and so worth it.

The first 8 episodes are streaming free (at least in the US). The cases-of-the-week have the same “yeah, we didn’t fix the system, but we gave a complicated and satisfying comeuppance to this one exploitative scumbag” vibe of Leverage Classic. There are bits that make it clear it’s set in the 2020s — a Big Pharma creep who took CARES Act money, a reference to a politician who sounds like an AOC expy, that kind of thing — but it’s not “chasing the trending headline” in a way that’ll make it feel dated and irrelevant too fast.

They killed off Nate (his actor has sexual-assault accusations, makes sense not to employ the guy), and the other characters miss him in a way that’s present without taking over the show. Brought Sophie/Parker/Eliot back together. I assume Hardison’s actor has a job with a better-paying show, because he guest-starred briefly to establish that he’s still around, then brought in his also-genius-hacker kid-sister replacement on the team.

They also picked up a not-quite-Nate-replacement — he’s a newbie but learning the ropes fast, and he can fill the role any time they need a clean-cut business-savvy white guy.

After Elliot’s actor did a stint on the crew in The Librarians, it’s delightful to me that Flynn’s actor is the new guy on the Leverage crew. Please let the creators find an excuse to cameo Eve, Exekiel, and Cassandra in the next half of the series. That would be crossover catnip.

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Haven't been saving as many thoughtful discussion threads from FFA for a while. Here are the ones I've pulled over the past...wow, 2 years? Didn't realize it had been that slow.

(To be fair, I'm still enjoying meme for reasons that are less link-able. Wank rubbernecking, mostly. And "in spite of never having watched a single episode of the show, deciding how I feel about the Supernatural finale.")

"Were you ever an anti? Are you still one? If you used to be one, what made you change your mind? Do you have any opinions the meme would consider anti?"

"Bilingual nonnies, do you always talk to your pets in the same language or in different languages? Also, if different family members have different first languages, do they speak to pets in different languages or do they reach consensus and all speak the same one."

"How are names formed in your culture? What do creators need to keep in mind when coming up with accurate names? Are there any memorable examples, good or bad?"

"c. because the publisher does not want to publish books about gay characters, and is using the writer's not being gay as an excuse to turn them down."

Things you wish people knew about your chronic illness, including a personal post part 2.

"Weird things you believed as a kid. The weirder the better."

"If someone tells you "imagine a cat" without giving any special features or details, what does your brain default to? What's your idea of a Generic Cat?"
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1. Are you an essential worker?

...I mean, I'd say Yes for society as a whole. But No for immediate survival needs in the midst of a pandemic.

2. How many drinks have you had since the quarantine started?

Alcohol, none. Don't enjoy it. Energy drinks and sodas are a different story. In theory I could give up drinking them now that I never need to be awake at any specific time, but I...have not.

3. If you have kids... Are they driving you nuts?

No kids, but my cat keeps coming up to pester me, and then I have to stop whatever I'm doing and brush him for five minutes. (He literally did it while I was typing that sentence.)

And he seems to be experimenting with a strategy of "pat the human lightly with one paw for more attention," but hasn't totally worked out how to do that with his claws in.

A cuddly cat

4. What new hobby have you taken up during this?

Polyphasic sleep!

(Not totally new, I did it for a while once...all the way back when I was in high school, during summer vacation. Couldn't keep it up for long because RL schedules intruded, but I remember being pretty happy with it.)

Started on April 8th with the regular 30-minute naps every 4 hours. Some of them end up being "30 minutes of lying very still in a dark room and not falling sleep before the timer goes off," and so far one of them has always turned into "spend this whole 4-hour period asleep," but it's still closer to 6 hours of sleep per day than 8-9. We'll see if I can condition myself to get it down to 3.

How many grocery runs have you done...? )
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Lap cat

Big shopping trip today -- first time I've been in a store in 3 weeks -- so I'm re-stocked for a good while. Including people food, cat food, and a flashlight, which was the only Emergency Thing(TM) I still didn't have.

Local Grocery put some blue tape arrows on the ground to direct traffic, installed sneeze guards at the registers to protect the cashiers, and, when I revealed I brought my own bags, had me do my own bagging. Didn't see anything out, but there were some notable shortages, including toilet paper and canned veggies.

CVS gave the cashiers masks and gloves, and had a long printout of information taped at the entrance, including "please stay 6 feet away from each other" and "do not come in if you have COVID-19 symptoms, we do not have tests and cannot help you." Some kinds of Easter candy were out, as was the toilet paper, with a printout taped to the shelf: limit one purchase per customer. Another printout taped to the freezer doors, apologizing for the price hikes on eggs.

Saw a handful of people in masks, both "real" and improvised. More at CVS than Local Grocery. Definitely didn't manage to stay 6 feet away from everyone at all times, though people were generally making an effort.

(Generally. My bags had a minor failure on the way home from Local Grocery, and a couple other pedestrians tried to help by swooping in and picking up the stuff...it's a nice thought, guys, but this is not the time!)

Sooo my quarantine clock is re-set. On the plus side, if I get through the next 2 weeks in self-isolation with no symptoms, it'll be exactly long enough for me to go donate blood again.

Also, the weather is warming up, I can open the windows, and the cat is still cuddly.

Lap cat

(Photos actually from April 1, when for the first time I cunningly tricked him into becoming a lap cat.)
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Marshmallow Fluff on April 6, 2019:

Hiding fluff, 2019

And on April 6, 2020:

Relaxed fluff, 2020

From "hiding in panic under the furniture" to "stretching his paws and having a nap on my leg." At least one (1) thing has gotten better in the world since last year.

Fancomic of Spider-Man's social-distancing, grocery-delivering adventures in quarantined NYC.

From the creator of "Cabin Pressure" comes "Cabin Fever", a series of short videos by Arthur Shappey documenting his time in self-isolation. Now at 8 episodes, still going strong.

And if you want some completely-unrelated low-key fluff, have a playlist of my favorite adorable animal videos. (Knew I bookmarked those for a reason...)
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Earlier this afternoon...a breakthrough.

I keep the fluff's brush on the couch, so when he comes close enough I can hold it out for him to sniff. Sometimes even get away with a light stroke -- not enough to actually reach any tangles, all it achieves is reassuring him that it's Not Dangerous -- before he darts away.

So he hops down from the windowsill, and I offer the brush for the usual investigation, and...



For a solid five minutes he just rolled around under the brush, twisting so I could get different angles, head butting up against my arm. There was, briefly but unmistakably, purring.

At first I was sure he'd lose his nerve if I reached for the phone to take any pictures. Then I risked it. He stuck around. I snapped these adorable shots. He kept it up.

It has been almost exactly 51 week since I brought him home. Just shy of a solid year. Six months ago, when people asked if he was letting me pet him yet, I told them it would be at least another six months -- well, look at him now.



I got a fair amount of loose fur out of his coat. Even managed to do a bit of bare-handed skritching, long enough for me to confirm that he is Very Soft, before I got a light swat to let me know he was Done. (He sat around on the couch with me for a while afterward, though, so it wasn't like he was mad about it.)

Wonder how long it'll take before he comes back for more. I guess we'll find out. Bet it won't be as long as 51 weeks this time, though.




...the rest of this is COVID-19 news links, ordered by date.

(So, a timeline of what it's like to live through the point in every disaster movie where the experts say "we've scienced up some great preventative measures here, but please, you have to do them Right Now or it'll be too late.")

March 11: "From a woman whose symptoms started with a fever, to a man who said he was an inch from death, coronavirus survivors have begun speaking out about the worldwide pandemic."

March 18: "Gen. Dave Goldfein, the Air Force chief of staff, confirmed that military cargo planes were moving coronavirus testing kits, but did not give specific details during a Wednesday briefing at the Pentagon. The general acknowledged that 'we’ve just made a pretty significant movement into Memphis.'" ...From Italy. You know, they need those in Italy.

March 22: "People say Contagion is prescient. We just saw the science. The whole epidemiological community has been warning everybody for the past 10 or 15 years that it wasn't a question of whether we were going to have a pandemic like this. It was simply when." Interview with Dr. Larry Brilliant, the epidemiologist who helped eradicate smallpox.

March 23: "Product distributed by Diamond [i.e. comics, especially floppy single issues, to local comic shops] and slated for an on-sale date of April 1st or later will not be shipped to retailers until further notice."

March 24: "This particular group of Chicago workers was fed up with [Amazon] failing to provide paid time off or vacation it promised to part-time workers. They organized; Amazon resisted -- and at last, the coronavirus acted as tiebreaker." Good for them.

March 24 again: "'We saw his press conference. It was on a lot, actually,' she said. 'Trump kept saying it was basically pretty much a cure.' [...] They mixed a small amount of the substance with liquid to drink. Within 20 minutes, both fell ill. Her husband could not be revived in hospital and she remains in critical care." It's been obvious for years that Trump is a compulsive liar, and everyone who's still ignoring that gets horrifically damaged by it eventually, but this must be some kind of record for the fastest trajectory from "trusting something he said" to "horrible consequences."

March 25: "A 52-year-old man [from Durban, South Africa] who allegedly tested positive for Covid-19 but went back to work, has been arrested for attempted murder. " Sounds right. If a country has specific bioterrorism laws, time to start charging people under those, too.

Various dates, on each individual photo: Reuters slideshow of the temporary hospitals and medical facilities being hastily set up around the world. It is tragic that we need these, but amazing to see the competence and dedication that's getting them up.

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