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(no subject) [Aug. 15th, 2018|09:06 am]
Transitioning into liminal space
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[State of Being |awakeawake]

So sleeeeepy today.

I get so sweaty when riding to work. It's not even that hot out.

We have a room in back that's holding a bunch of random cruft we had to move to make room for the library renovations. I used it to change today instead of using a stall in the men's room or using my manager's office (with his prior permission). That worked nicely!

Most of the lower floor of the library is still plasticed off for renovation, and as of this morning half of the entrance hallway is blocked off as well. I poke my head in there after the construction is done most afternoons. It's basically a big empty space with no carpet right now.

The circulation desk (such as it is) is not quite visible from the entry doors because of where I had to set it up for an electrical connection. We have a sign out front that says we're open, but a lot of people don't notice it and come in to ask whether we're open. A coworker said that one person came in and unzipped the door to the construction area, right next to the big sign that says "Danger: Keep Out!" and asked the construction folks if that was where they should return books.

I'd been thinking of painting my fingernails after getting back from my Colorado trip. I'd like to do them in a deep metallic blue. I'm a little anxious about reactions. It's been empowering wearing skirts more and doing so makes me really happy, but I'm still masculine-by-default at work.
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(no subject) [Aug. 14th, 2018|01:49 pm]
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I sometimes RDP to my desktop at home to catch up on accounting in Quicken when I have time. I was going to do that yesterday, but I forgot to turn the computer on when I left. I was going to do it today, but I just found out that my thumb drive with my accessible backups of my records is not attached to the computer.

Next time for sure?

At least I go home in an hour-fifteen.
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Techy Bike Stuff [Aug. 14th, 2018|08:52 am]
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I originally bought Perseverance, my Novara Fusion, as a winter bike. Novara is an REI store-brand and it's a quality bike. I paid $400 for it, half of the new price, to a seller on Craigslist in my last year of undergrad. It has Shimano Roller Brakes, which are basically a kind of drum brake. Unlike typical rim brakes, or the newer disc brakes, they are essentially weather-sealed. They are also very low-maintenance and are replaceable as a unit. Its 8-speed gearing is provided by an internally-geared Nexus rear hub, which is also basically weather-proof. The only winter issues I've had was water once getting into the control cable housings and freezing, causing my rear brake to not want to release after application. I may look into some water-proof cables eventually. It also has a generator built into the front hub that powers a damned-bright German (Busch & Müller) LED light attached just above the front fender. (It has full fenders of course.) It originally had a cheap little handlebar-mounted LED headlight which seemed next to useless. German law requires that bicycle lighting meets certain standards for use on roads, so lights for the German market have become a de-facto industry standard.

I spent yesterday afternoon (and evening; these things always take longer than you expect) getting Perseverance ready for riding. I removed the studded winter tires (Nokians; made in Finland, which I took as a point in their favor when shopping!) and replaced them with the near-slick Continental Gatorskins from Longing, my other bike. That involved lots of removing and reinstalling of wheels, tires, and inner tubes. Gatorskins especially have such a stiff bead that they will break plastic tire levers if you're not careful and they are a pain in the butt to work with. They're worth the effort though. I haven't tracked mileage carefully for a long time (though now that I'm using Strava I am again), but I'm pretty sure I have gone over 2000 miles without a flat on Gatorskins.)

At some point, after turning bike frames upside and moving them around, I saw that one of them had dripped some rust-colored liquid onto the carpet in the spare room floor. Probably water that was hiding inside a cable housing or something. With a curse I cleaned it up and it doesn't seem to have stained. We need to replace the carpet before moving anyway.

I'd removed the front wheel in Kenosha for easier stuffing into the car. When I mounted it on the bike in Evanston, I found that I was missing one of the washer that go between the frame and the axle nuts. Especially with this bike's frame being aluminum instead of steel, I didn't want to chance not having one, so I walked out to the hardware store a couple blocks away with the washer from the other side for comparison. I bought four (because why buy just one?), walked back home, and found that the ID of the washer was ever-so-slightly too small to fit. I held them up to my eye again and still couldn't discern a difference, but the OEM ones just barefly fit on the axle and the new ones just barely did not.

Of course, I do not have any rasps. I tried using first the threads of an old bolt, then the cross-hatched jaw of a set of pliers to rasp out the center but was not getting anywhere. Thinking further, I hatched the idea of locking the washer tightly in a set of vice grips, then pushing the jaw of the pliers tight into the washer's hole and rotating them around to kind of ream the opening larger. That worked!

With the front wheel mounted and the bike up on the work stand, I did all the cable attaching and adjusting for the brakes and gear-shift. I had to use Google to refresh my memory about how the connections are supposed to connect, since these are weird-ass parts (How do I always end up with weird hardware?). To adjust shifting, there's an itty-bitty window in the hub that has a little yellow mark on each side. One stays where it is, the other is adjusted by changing cable length with the barrel adjuster on the handle-bar mounted shifter until they line up with each other when in fourth gear. With alcohol on a Q-tip, I cleaned grime until I found the little window and got that set up. I took Perseverance off the stand and put Longing back onto it, looking a little forlorn with it's bare-metal rims. It'll be back on the road before too long, hopefully.

Outside, I took a test ride around the block. As I expected, shifting was funky as the cable kind of settled in. I adjusted it again, rode around the block, tested the brakes, and had fun ringing the little bell (it's blue with a rainbow and a unicorn on it; Danae bought it for me to match my helmet because she loves me and is wonderful). I locked it up to the rack outside and went indoors, by which point it was eight o' clock.

I'd hoped to start photographing Dark Tower to go on Ebay but I was tired and feeling lazy, plus my hands were filthy even after washing them three times, so instead I sat on the couch with Danae and played Assassin's Creed 'till bed time at nine.

And this morning I rode to work! Yay!! This bike has always felt notably different from my other one, for reasons that I'm sure have to do with complicated frame geometry and saddle and handlebar position. I have a mild preference for my other one. But being able to ride is always a many-times-over win from having to take the train or drive. I am content.
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(no subject) [Aug. 13th, 2018|08:25 am]
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[State of Being |awakeawake]

While visiting my parents in Kenosha yesterday, I loaded my winter bicycle, Perseverance, into the car to bring to Evanston. I'll ride that one until I have the wheel issues on Longing resolved.

I didn't ride to work this morning because the bike still has studded winter tires on it. I'll swap tires and inflate tubes and check cables this afternoon after work.
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(no subject) [Aug. 11th, 2018|09:35 pm]
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I kind of wish "Reoperative Neurosurgery" had the subtitle "For when you didn't fix it right the first time."
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(no subject) [Aug. 11th, 2018|08:56 pm]
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[State of Being |okayokay]

As I always do when I'm posting books to Amazon, I'm thinking about how great it would be if stores in the real world worked like they do in a lot of role-playing games. Want to sell a broadsword to a food vendor? No problem. Got a pouch full of jewels to unload at a pub? Ok.

It would be so great if I could walk over to the hardware store with my copy of "The Functional Roles of Glial Cells in Health and Disease: Dialogue Between Glia and Neruons" and get $250 for it instead of hoping someone buys it online in the next six months.
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(no subject) [Aug. 8th, 2018|09:41 am]
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[State of Being |hopefulhopeful]

I think I'm going to finally get some expensive stuff posted on Ebay that I've been putting off because of the annoyance of shipping. With that (hopeful) money from that, I'm going to have a custom "Clydesdale" rear wheel built by these folks:


I'm going to have to do a bunch of research to decide on parts, but I think I can get a really solid rear wheel for around $250 - $300.

Between my copy of Dark Tower and my thigh-high leather costume/garb boots, I think I can get enough together for that.

So, anybody want to buy a copy of Dark Tower or some nice leather boots?
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(no subject) [Aug. 8th, 2018|08:55 am]
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Whenever I take my medicine, I think of a line from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (the play; I've never seen the movie, nor read the book).

As one of the patients takes his cup of pills from a nurse, he intones "For the tranquility we are about to receive, we thank thee."

Not that I feel tranquil very often, but at least I'm less depressed than this.
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(no subject) [Aug. 8th, 2018|08:32 am]
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Danae has told me that one of the things she loves about me is a sense of curiosity and wonder about the world. I've felt like I've lost a lot of that since Syracuse, but yesterday she told me that she still sees that in me. That helps a lot.
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(no subject) [Aug. 8th, 2018|07:12 am]
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[State of Being |angryangry]

I drove to work today because of my weird schedule and broken bike.

On the walk in from my car, I found White supremancy bullshit ("IT's OK to be White" flyers) along with misogynist propaganda (a "Male Privilege is a Myth") flyer taped to a fence around a high school yard. I wish I was surprised, but instead I am just angry. I tore them off the fence and threw them in the nearest trash can since burning them or peeing on them really wouldn't do much.

I thought I was out of Lexapro yesterday, but I realized this morning that I have two more pills in the bottle in my purse. Hopefully that means my brain will be more stable tonight than it was last night, when I was feeling high enough levels of depression and anger to keep me from being able to concentrate on much of anything, let alone to want to leave the condo to look into fixing my bike.

I had thought that the Wellbutrin was having a much more significant effect than the Lexapro, but I think the Lexapro is doing more than I thought. Funny what you learn when you end up going without something.
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