Spinning on that dizzy edge

...but the clipping that's the hardest part. I'm through the first verse of my vid and onto portraying Sheppard as Universe Man. The portion with McKay as Particle Man was soooo much easier in comparison. I still have two months until the deadline; hopefully I won't need it all.

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Star Wars cookie cutters. I need these like you can't imagine. Never mind that my cookie baking in recent years has been limited to Christmastime...with these I could conquer a galaxy! Or eat Yoda's face, your choice.

With thanks to seperis, and of hopeful importance to dsjones, Technique yields potential biological substitute for dental implants. Stem cells are so damned amazing.

Ancient Egyptian eye makeup might have helped prevent or treat eye disease and skin ailments. I wonder what Daniel Jackson would say about this. I can just picture the Egyptian scientists in the Stargate timeline scrambling to replicate Goa'uld tech once they buried the Stargate.

A review of "Torchwood: The Radio Adventures". These sound REALLY good. *ponders acquistion*

I was talking with miniglik a bit ago about how much I love "Glee", but that I would be leery of hanging out with Lea Michelle, since she gives off the impression of having more than a few of Rachel's more obnoxious personality traits. This interview with her and Jonathan Groff only further confirms my feelings. Um, yeah.

In other news, I continue to Hate Exercising. I've been hitting the treadmill most mornings for a 2-mile brisk walk for the past two weeks, and my weight seems to be bouncing up and down the same damned 2-3 pounds. I'm thinking (hoping!) that it's a case of my muscles gaining ground on the fat. The corners on my thighs seem to be re-emerging, and my husband has noticed a new firmness in my derriere. (He would know, since he checks it daily. *grin*) I have observed too that, though it's not really a burst in energy, I'm developing an aversion to being a couch slug. I've been gardening and weeding much more than last year, and I think I've kicked the Mafia Wars habit. Phew! But between the exercise and giving up chocolate at lunch, I had expected to lose more weight than this. *sigh*

In other other news, because I am a ridiculous fangirl for David Hewlett (and because my inner sulky brat is still pouting about missing the Vancouver opportunity), I am attending both the Minneapolis and Chicago Stargate Creation Cons, but I have doubts that the former is actually going to go forward. Ticket sales have been abysmal (why yes, I have been checking them on a daily basis), and the VIP passes and SGU people meet'n'greet didn't even have any bids. What would be awesome (like a renovated room) would be if they kept it going and simply went ahead with limited attendance - small crowd FTW!

*glares back at vid* John Sheppard, I'm going to make a Universe Man out of you no matter what. Onward!

No, not THAT kind. Geesh!

Sundays are my day to sleep in, which I did this morning, and ah, that felt good.

I'm on month two of my CPAP regimen. I'm a bit disappointed that I didn't have the immediate surge of energy that my mom exclaimed about, but I figure a) her sleep apnea was off the charts, and b) seeing as she's retired, she can pretty much sleep in as late as she wants as often as she wants. But still, I notice that I'm sleeping a lot better, and my husband isn't alarmed by my lack of breathing when he checks on me anymore. Oh, and my CPAP is almost adorable. It's DRD shaped! All it needs are the bendy antennae.

Plus, I managed to pass a test literally in my sleep. In order for my insurance to pick up the cost of renting the CPAP, I had to use it at least 70% in the first three months. It only took me a month and a week to satisfy their metric. Go me!

Right now, the Emperor is building one of his Lego kits, singing songs from "Imagination Movers" and quizzing me on episodes, interspersed with doing his best impression of a pirate captain. He's Captain Argh, I'm Captain Long Hair, and my husband is Captain Hat Beard. There was a bit of problem earlier when Captain Argh couldn't find "the invisible anchor cranker" so we could stop the ship and look for treasure. (Seriously, stop and say "anchor cranker" to yourself a few times, and see if you're not grinning like a fool.)

Life is good.

I am stuck in a weird head space right now.

There was this Working Women's Expo thing I wanted to go to, but...I just couldn't bring myself to leave early to attend. It goes on until 7 tonight, so it's not like I don't have time, I just...Blah.

I think part of the weirdness is waking up early and not being able to go back to sleep. I'm not so much tired as spacey and unstable.

I'm also seriously confused at my self-sabotage when it comes to getting back to a healthy weight. I mean, GOD, I saw my reflection in an office window today, and that was not my ass, dammit. Who zipped me into a fat suit when I wasn't looking?

( Commence the griping and sniping )

Gah, enough. I meant to do a post of interesting links, and here I wandered into emo territory. Sorry. Next one will be better.