Sep. 21st, 2007

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Home again, home again, jiggity-jig. Or more accurately "the third day in a row I've taken off work." Yesterday I thought I might have turned the corner, although I couldn't put in a full day. Today I realized in the parking lot that just getting to work had taken everything I had... I flailed for an hour and headed home again, where I went down like a clubbed seal. I'm just oozing back to an approximation of life right now.

I've sent regrets to the gamers I'm supposed to be with tomorrow. I don't have the energy; they don't want to have what I've got.

This is the last weekend before Italy and I don't have shoes, I don't have firm plans, and I don't have the ability to breathe or stay awake longer than about three hours in a row. If I was capable of feeling anything other than exhaustion, I'd be alarmed right now.

I have no idea how I'm going to handle the time change. I was going to try to shift my hours closer to their time like I did for the London trip (with exceptions for fall premieres and Yarn Harlot) but that went by the wayside as soon as I got sick; getting up at 3 in the morning would have done me no favors.

There is a certain sense of impending doom.

While I am awake, I'm pondering the continuing clearout. As in, if I'd been steadily clearing out the desk in my bedroom, I wouldn't have been reduced to pawing through detritus to see if I could find the charging cord for my camera (no, but I do have the battery charger).

And I'm pondering the camera itself. I know it looks like I charge into things, but before I lay a lot of money down, I do spend a certain amount of time assessing what I want, what I need, and what I can do with things. When I buy something big and expensive, I only want to buy *one.* The free second iPod was nice but the first one still is still my main one. The Palm Pilot I bought nigh onto a decade ago is still going. I'm going to use this computer and my car until they both die and then some... I've got a spare laptop upstairs that has a broken keyboard but I'm hanging onto Just In Case.

And yet, I recently bought a new alarm clock, and y'know what? It's much nicer and more powerful than the old one. It has features that didn't exist when I bought the old one. And it is rapidly proving worth its price because those features are so helpful.

The reason this is coming up is that when I went for a digital camera, I did it the "this is the one and only one I'll need" way. I have a very nice camera, two batteries for it (I don't like messing with chargers when I travel, especially overseas; I want to be able to pop in another battery and go), two spare memory chips, a reader for said chips, etc. Top of the line.

And yet... it was bought back when digital cameras were relatively new, which means that while it is a perfectly good camera, there are others on the market now that have features that didn't exist when I bought this one. Features that I rather think I'd like to have.

The practical "use it up/wear it out/make it do/or do without" mentality is clashing with the equally practical, "Look, technology becomes obsolete and it's no sin to acknowledge that what was once a prime piece of equipment is now a comparative kluge factory" mentality.

And why yes, I am looking at digital cameras under the membership rewards. Like the second iPod, it's not extravagant if I'm getting it for "free."

In the meantime, I may balance the wish to take pictures in Italy vs the fear of things being stolen and take the also nice, useful, and still functioning analog 35-mm camera...
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I've been in fandom a long time, many of those years "backstage" at the conventions. I've seen the celebrities that aren't nice, or are just vaguely polite about fulfilling the terms of their contracts. And after all these years of masquerading, I've seen far too much competition; the point of costuming is to bring home the ribbons, period!

And then I read stories that remind me what it's REALLY all about.

I don't know what bit I love the most. That a fan was lucky enough to build a really perfect Ten costume mostly out of found bits. That Doctor Who Magazine agreed and took her picture. That David Tennant snuck out of shooting to geek over her, or that Catherine Tate expressly sent him to do so!

I've adored Tennant for being a big ol' fanboy; I didn't know anything about Tate as a person, but this story makes me love her.

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