Today's Lesson

Librarian 9-5, M-F. Significantly stranger person all other times.

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luckyshirt:

Hobo nickels carved by redditor HarpuaTheHound.
These are actual engravings. On nickels. Buffalo nickels, to be specific. Incredible.
Hobo nickels originated in the early 1900s when hobos would carve into nickels to establish their own currency for food and shelter.
Here is a wikipedia article about hobo nickels.
Here is a warning that I am going to make it rain hobo nickels in the club from now on.

luckyshirt:

Hobo nickels carved by redditor HarpuaTheHound.

These are actual engravings. On nickels. Buffalo nickels, to be specific. Incredible.

Hobo nickels originated in the early 1900s when hobos would carve into nickels to establish their own currency for food and shelter.

Here is a wikipedia article about hobo nickels.

Here is a warning that I am going to make it rain hobo nickels in the club from now on.

(via magicalsillage)

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state of teh cris

Crawling back onto the radar. Hello?

After months of lethargy and brain fog, in December my thyroid tests came back normal. Actually slightly high, but I certainly don’t feel hyper-thyroid-ish.

Inexplicably, January 1st I felt much much better and more active, and spent a day (that most people probably spend in bed) listening to stompy-boot goth muzak and cleaning/fixing the chantry. That week I did the clothing shopping I’d put off for six months, kept making shiny things, and restarted a writing/podcast project that lapsed over the summer.

Later that week my doctor calls to say “Oh, and apparently you’ve had mono once, did you know that?” Um, whut? “Yeah, you don’t have it now, but you tested positive for the antibodies of a past illness. We can’t tell exactly when it happened, tho.”

So that’s my working theory right now, that I got mono during the summer or along with all that nasty spring sinusitis, and after my winter break of recuperation instead of fun, I finally outwitted it. And then cleaned stuff.

I did go on an elimination diet right after Thanksgiving that didn’t seem to do much for me except give me more stomach aches, and after lapsing over winter break and feeling better, and then going back on it and feeling even worse, I think Ima call that a wash. Will start nomming most of the things on that list again. Except for the refined sugars, I don’t miss those at all. Jury is still out on wheat and dairy- I lapsed on those and got a sinus infection, but there were also house pets involved.

My body no longer feels like a giant dead weight that needs to be dragged around my life, even despite the returning stomach problems. Yay!

And now I feel a lot less bad about my lack of romantic-life. I would feel so guilty if I’d given someone mono last year :-P

During my trip on the mono-rail, I also realized that much as I liked performing and most of the people, I am not cut out to be an active member of the improv cult/treadmill/pyramid-scheme.  I’ll still go to shows and watch what people are posting on teh facebook, but I want need to do other things with my free time too.  Having to rehearse with three different improv teams a week so I can have one good five minute scene in front of an audience every two months … Um, no thanks. I am making up my own game as I go along now.

Things I really miss- Unbridled geekiness, intellectual discourse, and costumes. So Ima go back to being a conslut, yay!  Starting with Wicked Faire in February :-D

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