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I just went through a new Elizabeth Wein book in 24 hours flat. *glows* The Pearl Thief is set in 1938 and features a fifteen-year-old, bisexual-as-fuck Julie Beaufort-Stuart.
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1. Hillary Clinton is coming here to speak, as part of her book tour. I have a ticket, which also apparently means a copy of her book, *and* since my dad is a Very Big Donor, I get to meet her. Pay, I'm not as excited about this as I was about George Takei, but still. (N.B. I am also feeling ridiculously defensive about this, so please no HRC-bashing in comments. I probably don't need to say that but I'd rather preempt any drama)

2. Getting close to done with the bunny I'm making for the now-12-year-old kid with fop who's still in the hospital. I have an ear I'm satisfied with, so just have to make a second ear and then attach them. And then do the trach, if I can figure that out. "

3. Getting my first delta. Er, okay, that requires explanation. There's a subreddit called cmv -- change my view -- where people post their opinion on something to get other people to chsnge their mind. (Basically, "I believe X, and it's an unpopular opinion and I'd like to believe something else, so persuade me otherwise".) If you feel a comment has changed your view, whether or not you're the op in the thread, you can award a delta, kind of like a kudos; this is separate from the upvoting/downvoting that all Reddit uses. I've posted a few things ere or there as responses, but mostly they've been un-responded to, much less in-delayed, until tonight. Which is trivial and yet super exciting.

4. The realization that I can order another tube hydration system thing (like what I use at night) for choir rehearsals. Hydrating during choir is awkward because I need both hands for the iPad, which means my drink has to go in my hip pack drink holder thingie, but the ridiculously straws I have aren't long enough to reach without me holding the bottom of the cup; and it's really hard for me to get the cup out when there's an iPad in the way. But this tubing system is stiff enough that I can get it to my mouth -- I'd gotten it for bed because the water bottle hangs above me and the tubing hangs down from it and I just need to move it laterally to get it to my mouth, but this particular system is nicely sturdy enough that I can hold it pointing up without it immediately flipping -- and then I wouldn't have to get the *bottle* out, just wave the tubing in my face, and otherwise have it in my lap within easy reach.

5. The fact that Phantom Tollbooth is available in kindle format. 😍 It's been ages since I read it and it's just as charming and wacky as I remember. (And it has a great first sentence: "There was once a boy named Milo who didn’t know what to do with himself—not just sometimes, but always.")

Final loading dose... DONE!

Sep. 21st, 2017 04:45 pm
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I’ve had trouble writing the last two posts. I’m a slow correspondent, what can I say? I’m not sure this post gets to what I wanted to talk about, but it’s close. I may work on it some more, but I thought letting people know what’s going on was more important than perfect communication.

On September 5th, I received my last loading dose of Spinraza (Huzzah!). After six tries and four successful injections, it seems that I have learned how to advocate the best circumstances for success. Pain meds help in allowing me to stay on the table longer and the longer I can stay there, the more chances for a successful lumbar puncture. The pain meds also help with recovery. The first few times we tried an LP, successful or not, it took several days for me to stop feeling sore. I also make sure I’m not put on the table until the radiologist and doctor are ready to go. That way they have the most time to get the needle where it’s supposed to go with as little pain as possible. So although the last loading dose took a couple hours before it was successful. It was successful!

Most of the staff were new to me. I started explaining what needed to be done and the staff were paying attention. After a bit my morning worker started taking over just by saying things like, “Wasn’t Guy’s wheelchair parked over there and you brought the lift over here?” Basically, asking questions that clarified my instructions. After a bit it was fascinating to watch. She knew me and she has been through this dance with me several times now. She knew what had worked. So I let her take over the logistics. As usual, the staff followed directions and were concerned with my comfort.

I have been paying attention to any physical changes since the treatments began. I didn’t feel much at first. Except that my breathing is easier. I’m worried that the improvement is just a placebo effect. I want to feel like all this effort amounts to something. Seems like the beneficial effects of the treatment are so subtle. [personal profile] loracs and I will be the only ones to notice.

I’m really looking forward to the next pulmonologist appointment. Then I will have some objective evidence that I’m actually improving. Until then I keep racking up observations. Along with stronger lungs, [personal profile] loracs has noticed the grip strength in my left hand is stronger. I feel some strength in my arms, but it’s not like I can suddenly raise my arm above my head. It seems like I can gesture a little more. I think I have a little bit more motion in my right hand when I use my trackball. Nothing I couldn’t do before, but it seems like I can do it longer and with less fatigue.

After the third dose, I noticed that my neck seems to be stronger. Driving in the car is always a bit of a roller coaster ride for me. I can’t hold my head very well, so it flops around a bit. I try to ride in the car in a reclined position, but that cuts into the sightseeing. I usually alternate between reclining and sitting straight up. Still, my head flops around more than I like. I’m noticing now that I can keep my head up most of the time. I also noticed that I can lift my head off the bed if it is at a little angle. I can’t lift it from completely prone. I don’t think I could lift it at all before the Spinraza.

On the possible negative side, I’ve noticed some tension headaches since the fourth dose. They don’t last long and they could just be hay-fever. The pain is similar, but I notice it when I’m being impatient or a little pissed. I am not at all sure if this is related to the drug. That’s about all I’ve noticed at this point. I think I’ll be getting a follow-up appointment in the future. So they can see where I’m at and decide what to do. I may get some physical therapy. (So I can look buff.)

On the reimbursement front, I received one of those “this is not a bill” statements from Medicare. It seems to say that all the hospital stuff is covered, but it doesn’t specifically say anything about whether the Spinraza has been covered. It even says that Connie’s services are covered but nothing about the drug. Connie seems optimistic they will get reimbursed. I’m disconcerted, but I’ll cope. Thanks everyone. I’ll keep you in the loop.

Trick Or Treat Exchange 2017

Sep. 17th, 2017 07:01 pm
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[personal profile] vass
Hi, Ghostwriter or Ghostartist!

Thank you for writing for me, and I hope it's fun for you. I'm heavily cribbing this letter from last year's (which was heavily cribbed from the year before that) because writing Dear Writer letters breaks my brain. /o\

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Sep. 16th, 2017 03:09 pm
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Huh. Missed the Yuletide nominations.

so, bras

Sep. 14th, 2017 02:44 pm
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[personal profile] jmtorres
In recent months I have gone from being able to wear underwire bras for a few hours to rarely being able to wear underwire bras at all. I have many lovely colorful underwire bras that have not seen much wear, and I am hoping some of you might be interested in buying some of them, as I am broke and still looking for a job.

Sized 42G/44F, exciting teals and magentas and also some standard beiges and blacks, all with underwire of course, some padded, some unlined/mesh.

I am requesting $17 for one bra, $12 each for any subsequent bras, no shipping charge in the US lower 48 (I can look into shipping costs elsewhere if desired). These were all around $50 when brand new, so this is a steal!

Images below the cut. Bras! Bras! Bras! )

Fucking ableist bullshit

Sep. 13th, 2017 09:51 pm
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[personal profile] ysobel
I have for whatever reason been on a horror movie kick lately. Because sometimes it's fun watching people be horribly surprised when a ghost summoning in a haunted mansion goes horribly wrong or whatever. Especially when they do stupid stuff along the way.

One movie had a somewhat satisfying ending (bad guy gets trapped in a room rull of angry ghosts of people that were killed as a result of his douchenaggery!) in a way that was completely antithetical to the setup (spooky ghosts that were scaring the protagonist and family, are ... suddenly friendly to her wtf).

But the one I just finished watching makes me want to *kick things*. And I don't know what's worse, the fact that it was written this way or the fact that I saw it coming.

CW: anti-autism wtfery. Also spoilers for unnamed movie.

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That beauty and the beast project I'm playing with? I keep being tempted to make the Beast autistic, and the enchantress or fairy or whoever cursed him into beast form just totally misread him (or he said something true but impolite and pissed her off) and is an asshole for what she did, or something.

I worry about doing it wrong, because -- as much as I suspect I have some aspergers-y traits, I am totally not autistic, and risk falling into cliches -- but at least I wouldn't be *points upward* THAT fucking wrong

First rehearsal, whee

Sep. 11th, 2017 11:11 pm
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So I don't know if you remember my choir dilemna from a bit ago (teal deer version: a combination of "do I have energy for choir at all" and "this other group is doing some pretty awesome stuff and my usual group is kind of blah") but I ended up going with the other group, which is doing fun stuff -- Mozart Requiem in November (in collaboration with an unaffiliated orchestra), a December concert that's some sort of collaboration with handbells, a spring concert that includes the Rutter requiem and Lauridsen's Lux Aeterna.

It's going to take some adjusting to get used to the evening rehearsals; luckily it's once a week, but it's 7-9:30, which means I'm up well past my bedtime, as opposed to the 4-6 rehearsals I'm used to), but I like the feel of the group way better. It was fun to sing again, even if we *did* take the kyrie at like quarter speed and did some of the movements on "da" instead of words. (I am very aware of the fact that I have done the Requiem multiple times, so have plenty of familiarity, and even if it were the first time I'm a damn good sightreader, but that not everyone is me, and not everyone has seen it before, and so I can be patient ... at least for a bit, lol)

I feel vaguely guilty not doing my usual chorus -- I suspect it's going to be low numbers, and it's quite possibly the conductor's last year, though he's been "close to retirement" for at least three or four years. But I don't have energy to do both, and the choir I'm not doing this year hasn't really been feeling fun lately, just more of an obligation. And I wasn't getting paid enough for that. The Chorale director is better about realizing that we're there to have fun -- by singing, yes, but the other director would sometimes get upset at the choir for not being professional level, and that kind of isn't fun to endure. (Not that the upset wasn't justified -- there were times that we'd be going over really basic stuff in the week before performance -- but it was a bit demoralizing.)

Anyway. Yay for being back singing -- and fucking yay for it being fun again.

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Sep. 11th, 2017 10:54 pm
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Note to self:

Trying an app does not commit you to continuing with that app.

Really. Even if the app gives bonuses for daily activity.

The world will not end if you stop doing the crossword apps (you know, the ones that you find at best mildly annoying and at worst frustrating). Nor do you have less moral value for "giving up". And while crosswords are supposedly good for your brain, so are other things; it's less that crosswords are magic bullets, and more that using your brain is good. So is sleeping, and reading, and other things you could be doing with the extra time.

If you don't find a game actually *fun*, it's okay to stop doing it. I promise.

With love,
Me

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(Note to future self: if crossword apps turn out to be super duper important after all, I apologize for stopping. -you know who)

note to self on the subject of baking

Sep. 11th, 2017 09:53 pm
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I very rarely if ever have the patience to make my own pie crusts, but I also usually dislike storebought ones (pilsbury, usually is what i can find) to the extent of why did I even bother to give this thing a crust?

but I have discovered that I actually like trader joe's house brand pre-made frozen pie crusts. The main flavor difference is that down in the bottom of of the ingredients, just before salt, is sugar. strangely, I suppose, I think a sweet pie should have an at least moderately sweet crust? texturally and/or digestively, when reading ingredients to figure out what the difference, it turns out pilsbury uses xanthan gum. so much for them.

Customers of today

Sep. 11th, 2017 09:20 pm
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So I work in a shop, btw. Today there were two customer interactions that stick with me most. Oddly enough both involve parenting.

Scenario 1:
Young woman, prob my age is walking around the store with her little girl. Little girl asks for sweets. Her mum tells her how they are terribly disgusting, covered in flies and they must tell the shop staff about it because it's so awful. As they go around girl keeps asking for sweets and variations on this are told to her. In one, mum says she has been warned by shop staff about how very disgusting they are already.

I totally get: a) we have chocolate at home, b) you don't like chocolate, c) you're lactose intolerant, d) we can't afford it, e) we have no time/ money right now, f) it's bad for you... Seriously, concocting a big lie like that gets to me. Also I know from experience that a total ban of certain foods is really unhealthy for people and can lead to a really awful eating disorder. Plus it's just impractical and time wasting.

Scenario 2:
A woman and her little girl are at the self checkouts and I come over to approve something. Daughter: "look mum, those are the kind of nails I want to have!"
Mum: "ooh, yes, different colours! And look at her hair! That's so lovely!"

I actually get way more compliments from customers than I do from colleagues, so that wasn't what struck me although very nice. This mum is actually encouraging her daughter to lead her own thought process about how she wants to look. Not only that but alternative looks are OK, even desirable. Nowhere was it said or even implied that she was too young.

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Sep. 11th, 2017 02:02 am
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 I'm up and awake and my brain is not moving and I'm going over and over the same thoughts and I'm up and awake.  And writing is apparently the only way to make it stop so I'm sitting here typing away and waiting for Toyblast to finish going through it's mandatory 40 minutes or whatever it is that it makes you wait through every 5 games for NO REASON so I can play again because I can't think and I can't sleep and it's 2:04am and I can't stop cycling through wanting to play the game and wanting to watch youtube but there's nothing I'm interested in and wanting to record but it's 2am and I don't feel comfortable recording and wanting to edit other people's videos but my mind is too restless for that.  And I want to play the GODDAM game but it's not ready there's still 8 minutes so I'm fucking WAITING and Idk what I'm so angry about and it makes me wanna cut because the only times I don't wanna cut lately are when I'm with someone and all the people on the game stop talking the minute I say something even though I KNOW they're talking before that because I WATCH them talk before I speak so I KNOW they all SHUT UP the minute I say even HELLO.  Anybody got a strait jacket i wanna wrap myself up tight so I know where my body is because I feel like I'm dissipating and all I am is thoughts 

Culture Consumed Sunday

Sep. 10th, 2017 11:01 pm
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[personal profile] vass
(one month after last such post edition)

Books

Read Sacha Lamb's 'Avi Cantor Has Six Months To Live', which is a very sweet YA boy-meets-boy short story about transness, Judaism, single parents, same sex parents, found family, suicidality, witches, and demons. My reaction amounts to: yes, good, more like this please.

Read that interview by Paul Chance with Ivar Lovaas. You know the one. (If you don't: tw for ableism and graphic descriptions of child abuse from the self-congratulatory perspective of the perpetrator.) All I'd read of it before was that one paragraph that always gets quoted. It is not any better in context. I didn't expect it to be. I don't know what I was expecting to get out of reading this, only that I had to know. In summary: Dead Dove, Do Not Eat.

Finished Max Gladstone's Four Roads Cross, which took me an unreasonably long time considering how good it was. I love Tara so much. The big battle was amazing, and I don't even usually care much about big battles, but this one pulled together so many narrative threads and had so many twists and emotional resolutions and it was just really satisfying. Also, I liked the cameo by Ashleigh Wakefield from Choice of the Deathless. (Ashleigh is male or female in that game depending on your character's orientation. In Four Roads Cross Ashleigh fights all the way through a major supernatural court case without being hit by a single third person pronoun. Role model.)

An actual sentence from this novel: "Umar's face looked like saws fucking." Context is that there were serrated patches of light shining on him, but who needs context?

Fandom

I missed the deadline for [community profile] trickortreatex, but there are plenty of fandoms there that I like enough to request or offer, so that's good. Yuletide nominations are open now, and I'm determined not to miss that.

Read [personal profile] st_aurafina's long-awaited Sentinel AU Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters (Person of Interest, Finch/Reese, Root/Shaw). Worth the wait. I really liked the worldbuilding, always one of my favourite parts of fusion fic -- figuring out how Canon A works in Canon B's setting is so much fun.

Goat fandom: [tumblr.com profile] pipistrellus (who has awesome goats) opened my eyes to how sometimes livestock classifieds are hilarimazing rather than just depressing or enraging. From an ad on Gumtree: "free goat, male, Railton, Tasmania. can be tethered, very friendly. He ate all the blackberries and now I don't have any use for him." It's poetry. Goat poetry. Goatry.

Theatre

Decided I want to do Fringe this year. Went to the website and opened a tab for every event that looked interesting. From there I longlisted 39 events. From there I medium-listed 25 events. Reminded myself firmly that Fringe is 21 days, therefore the maximum practical for a person who can do one big outing per day is 21, and I am not such a person, not to mention budgetary considerations, NOT TO MENTION that I have volunteer commitments and housekeeping and cats and friends and am currently not even managing to get through one book a week, and that doesn't require going anywhere at a given time and then staying there the full time.

TV and Movies

Finished watching the BBC Watergate documentary, which took forever because my TV stamina lately has mostly been limited to very small bites. It was so good, and a great relief from present day politics.

Watched the second episode of Black Sails, then gave up on the grounds that the DVD set was seriously overdue and I don't want to think about what my library fines are going to be like. I have heard such good things about the relationships in the second and later seasons, but right now I have lots of other things to watch/listen to/read and am putting this aside.

Music

I made my first ever mash-up.

Listening-wise, re-listened to some albums I already owned and hadn't played in a while. The Opera Australia highlights CD of Julio Cesare with Yvonne Kenny as Cleopatra, the Magnetic Fields' 69 Love Songs, and the soundtrack of Keating! the musical. I now have 'The Arse End of the Earth' lodged very hard in my head. (There's only 50 seconds of it on YouTube, and it doesn't really get the flavour of Gareth Evans' verses, although at least it includes the ABC bit. (The Australian Broadcasting Corporation, our equivalent of the BBC, used to have this little three note motif, do'-fa-sol, at the end of its ident (here's an example from the early 90s) and if you watched public broadcasting here in the 90s then just hearing it probably made you draw the ABC logo in the air with your finger. It was iconic. The guitarist quotes it after Gareth mentions them.) (I cannot emphasise enough how odd and wonderful this musical is. It's a musical. About Australian politics in the 90s. How.)

Games

Mini Metro was at half price on Steam, so I yoinked that. It's hard but very soothing (minimalist visual design, and the sound is limited to quiet sound effects, no sountrack.) The object of the game is to design an efficient public transport system. There are eighteen different maps, each of real places (just the basic geographic features, not the town etc. Pretty much just rivers and lakes.) The stations randomly appear. They come in different types, representing different passenger needs (e.g. some passengers arrive at a square station and want to go to any circle station, some passengers start at a circle station and want to go to any triangle station. Some stations are stars or rhombuses and there's only one of them, so if your line doesn't connect to it, the passengers can't get there.) You get a limited number of tunnels/bridges, lines, locomotives and carriages, with a new carriage or locomotive every week (different places have different resources, like Osaka has the Shinkasen as well as regular trains, and places with lots of water have more tunnels.)

For some reason Melbourne's map is the tramways, not the trains. irl Melbourne's train map is reasonably logical, but its trams... well, they look like someone was playing Mini Metro and wasn't very good at it and also had a huge Eastern suburbs bias and hate poor people.

Beat the second-last boss in Super Star Path. Getting this far took eight hours of gameplay, and there are only six levels, and they're not long. Suffice it to say I'm not great at shooters.

Podcasts

Listened to episode 1 of Dylan Marron's Conversations With People Who Hate Me. Dylan Marron is a social justice podcaster (and a gay white cis man), and this is a project where he interviews people who've sent him hate mail and tries to have serious, productive, good-faith conversations about their differing opinions.

...Yeah, I'm not going to listen to another episode. Not soon, anyway. It's a very brave thing he's doing, and I agree with it in principle, and I think that the people he's interviewing are most likely to change their minds incrementally, one careful, kind, gentle conversation like that at a time, but if I listen to said conversations I'm gonna burn out even faster.

Perfume

The BPAL imps I bought from [personal profile] kaberett arrived. I'm spacing them out, but have smelled two so far. cut for length )

Crafts

Got around to putting my yarn in ziplock bags within the knitting bag, so they don't all tangle together. This has the advantage that everything isn't a tangled mess in there, but the disadvantage of sorting through a maze of plastic bags all alike in order to find the one specific ball I want. I am a slow knitter, and it takes me an hour or more to knit one 15x15st mitred square. My mitred square blanket is now an 8x8 block of these squares (it's been I can't remember how many years, but looking through this tag, it was 6x6 around this time in 2014. So, it... nearly doubled in size in 3 years?)

Food

Baked brownies (the Alton Brown cocoa brownies recipe.) Made a large quantity of red lentil dhal (winged it, but bothered to dry-fry the spices instead of just dumping them in with the oil and onions, or worse, in with the water, like I have in the past. It made a huge difference. Am doing it this way from now on.) Baked bread. This recipe, which I've tried before with success. This time I tried a variation, swapping wholemeal flour for one of the cups of plain flour, and honey for the sugar. It was too dry after I added the water (not all of the flour would mix in) so I added half a cup more water, and that must have been too much, because it was gummy. Alas.

Other

I've been having fun with tech.

So. I'd been thinking about wanting to watch DVDs in bed (as opposed to ripping DVDs and putting the file on my phone/tablet, the problem with which is that it adds another step every time I borrow a DVD from the library, not to mention all the DVDs I own and am not using because I haven't bothered to do that yet.) I thought about various solutions to this (small TV screen and DVD player, cheap secondhand portable DVD player, cheap-ish secondhand laptop, somehow figure out how to get my phone or tablet to connect to my external optical drive), and then realised... I have a RasPi. I could connect that to the external optical drive, and make it my media centre. The only component I don't already have is a spare monitor. And guess what? My local Linux-based computer recycling organisation sells those at a price I can afford.

As a proof of concept, I downloaded OSMC, flashed it to an SD card, and tried booting the RasPi up on my actual TV (which I have not used in literally years and should probably donate or sell.) I managed to remember: a) how to power on the RasPi, b) where to plug in the TV so it can connect to an external antenna. I did not manage to get the TV to display the RasPi, and remain unsure whether the RasPi is booting at all or not. I know I got it working back when I got it, but I can't remember if that was with the TV or if I have an HDMI to DVI converter somewhere and can't remember where (my computer monitor doesn't have HDMI, and the RasPi doesn't have DVI.)

But while I was hunting for RasPi components, I found where I'd put my old EeePC. The one I got in 2009. The keyboard doesn't work, but that's what USB keyboards are for. Long story short, I installed Crunchbang++ on it, and now it's usable again (except for the keyboard.) It plays DVDs. And now I have something I can take to NaNoWriMo write-ins this November.

Cats

Dorian's been making fetch happen again. He's discovered that I will throw the toy for him to retrieve many more times if he jumps up onto my knee with it in his mouth and then drops it in my hand, rather than drop it on the floor near me and wait expectantly. This is fun for both him and me, but does have the slight downside that he then launches himself off my knee after the toy as though rocket-propelled. And, not in fact being rocket-propelled, uses his claws and my leg for the traction needed to achieve lift-off. The scratches are quite impressive. I am sufficiently insensitive to that kind of pain, and sufficiently lazy, that I'd still rather he did it that way than wait for me to bend down and pick up the toy every time.

Beatrice has been grumpier than usual, and instigated enough cat fights with Dorian that I took her for a vet checkup. The verdict was that she seems fine but if problems persist bring her back for bloodwork.

Dorian's been digging... okay, that needs a little unpacking. As mentioned before, Dorian enjoys the water feature in the smallest room in my apartment. Keeping the lid down whenever I am not using said water feature myself seems to have put a stop to this where closing the door did not (he learned to jump up and turn the handle) but he still tries to get in there whenever possible. And I have a little pot of cacti on the windowsill in there, that being the one room I thought the cats would not get into. So yeah, yesterday I walked in there and found Dorian standing on the cistern with his front paws up on the windowsill, investigating the cacti.
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Unrelatedly, the worst part of Ravelry being down is I can't commiserate with my rav peeps about the "horror" of rav being down. Kind of like when your internet goes out so you try to send an email saying you have no internet...

Anyway. I haven't done more writing up the apps I like best, but one of my newer ones did a "we will give you 50 gems for leaving a review in the App Store", and I figured the information may as well go here too. I've added a bit of detail so it more matches the previous rec post, but it's only one app this time. (Not necessarily my favorite though... but high on the list. I may eventually get to reviewing the more meh apps/games, but I'm doing the ones I like first.)

Diggy's Adventure

Indiana Jones meets The Mummy meets "smash all the pots" video game rpg logic, with a charming retro feel and a sense of humor.

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