< May 4, 1998 >

Useless Facts

John leaves today for a business trip. So we got up a bit earlier than usual, did the usual trip to Victor's and then went to work. The day was grey to begin with but the weather reports said that it would clear, so we drove the Stoat instead of the uncertain Buddha. Seems that the Buddha needs a new fuel pump or something. It's just cutting out at high revs, likely something with the richness of the mix in the new carb. Yeesh. No wonder I scored like 'extreme butch' on the femme vrs butch test. It's going around and they want to give permission for cross links, so I'm not gonna link, but I think that the URL is making the email rounds now.

It's clear now. Nice.

The knee's pretty happy. I'm pretty productive and happy and I've got liverwurst for lunch. A little known fact is that I seem to like liverwurst a lot with a bit of mayo and lettuce on toasted white bread, which I only get every six months or so, not because John keeps me from it, but because he always buys and eats the bread so gets what he likes, which is usually whole grain stuff but since he was going to be gone for a while, I thought I'd get what I'd like. Which has worked.

Which, I guess might actually take me to that list of facts that so many dairiests are doing at the moment. Utterly useless these, but they may amuse or confuse...

• I like liverwurst.
• I actually like nearly all foods, if they're done well. Yes, this means that if someone actually does a 35 cent hamburger well, I'll love it.
• I'm 6'2" in rollerskates. I've never measured my physical height directly, though at the doctor's office they say I'm 5'9 1/2", though they also say that I'm 150 pounds, which is less than the 160 I think I am and far more than the 125 I was when I modelled in high school.
• I had long hair as a child, never cut it until 1992.
• We have one Land Rover that's seven years older than we are, and another that's only one year younger than we are.
• Fezzik is about 130 pounds, which is less than we expected, as Newfoundlands average about 150 pounds, but then they also average about 8 years of age before they die, and Fezzik is already ten-years-old.
• For the Caltech crowd, I'm a Lloydie that used to socialize with Flems. Got the Jordon interview because I knew Maclen Marvit, who was the brother of David Marvit, who was the technical consultant for Real Genius.
• Got an 800 on the Math and 750 Verbal, was pretty much average in math at Caltech and I've always wondered at the Verbal score.
• I stole some six-year-old's voice for my own. So when I answer the phone and it's a salesperson they always ask, "Are your parents there?" I answer truthfully, "No." and hang up.
• I'm 100% Han Chinese. Even to the blue birthmark at the base of my spine.
• Played classical piano as a kid, ten years of it, got to State level competitions before college ate up all my music.
• Got to the NCAA Western Regionals as a fencer, the Caltech women's team my junior year which was made all of walk-ons took second place. I did the NorthWest fencing circuit for three years before getting my graduate degree and work ate up my fencing.
• Worked as a scorekeeper and timekeeper for the 1984 LA Olympics in the fencing venue.
• Had Counseling for exactly two intense weeks, where I probably cried more and thought more and more of my personalities died and awakened than ever before with a counselor who was also a nun.
• Spent a full year completely on my own in Seattle while John was still at Caltech to be sure I could live on my own before living with anyone else.
• I'm allergic to dust, pollen of all living things, dust mites, sunshine, alcohol, and the furs of most living creatures. Especially horses. Girlhood dream was to ride horses, so I did it anyway, drugged to the gills. I think my allergies are why I decided that I'd do what I wanted to do even when everyone else said it was impossible. Allergy shots are why I never was afraid of needles.
• Pherisis takes four hours. Four hours of a machine sucking all my blood through its intestines and putting what it doesn't want back. I often wonder if it's worth it.
• Had about fifteen boyfriends before John, no relationship longer than two years. That was sixteen years and nearly eleven years of marriage ago.
• I am bisexual.
• I may be a Taoist.
• I am, at best, a spiritual Christian, not a religious one. The spirituality of the message of that carpenter from Nazarith moves me, but the religion that's sprung from it has left me cold. Yet, I'm a deacon anyway. But I try not to perpetuate the bits that anger me.
• I drink a lot of Dr. Pepper when I can't find Hansen's soda or Odwalla Mango Tango or good tea.
• I have more teas than I can count.
• I also have three gargoyles, a foam terminal, one Koosh, a clay lamb, and an iridescent mouse on my terminal at work.
• I've spun and knitted, in my life, half a dozen shawls of the Shetland style. Each took an average of three years to make, and were often 5 foot squares that weighed less than eight ounces and would fit through a wedding ring.
• The world record for finest wool spun is around 100,000 yards per pound. I've gotten to 86,000.
• I love roses, big smelly roses with a riot of colors. It's likely the most feminine like I have.
• Okay. And baths, with salts and oils or bubbles.
• The only thing I like better is splitting wood. *grin* With a fifteen pound maul. It always teaches me something about commitment of action.
• Which kinda carries over to the fact that the knife that I use for nearly 95% of all my cooking needs is my vegetable cleaver.
• I'm also a recovering perfectionist. Apologies for when I relapse.

So there, all the things you'd want to know about me from these diaries and a few of them you likely didn't want to know.

So I get to eat all the things that I love to eat and John's medium lukewarm about, including eggplant Parmesan and lamb chops and the like. That should be fun, as always, he even recommended that I do Peking Duck from the Golden Wok one night. A very, very good husband. *grin* Though I think I'll wait for him on that one.

Mmmm... bath.

I think, if I had the choice, I'd spend a lot of time in the bathtub. Now that I can actually bend my leg again. Exercises, ice, dinner, bath, bed. What we do every night, Rosty.

Say good-night, Rosty.

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