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Grab Bag and Apologies

It’s been a WTF kind of week.

First my meds get caught up in an administrative screwup – I ordered both at the same time, one got filled the other didn’t. By the time #2 had gone through the administrative mill, I was down to less than a week’s supply with nearly 2 weeks before I could get to a doctor for a new prescription. Rather than go cold (this particular med has nasty withdrawals), I dropped to half-dose.

 

Trust me, this is not a good thing. An inadequately medicated Kate is rather like an unstable explosive. You know it’s going to go off, and it’s going to be bad when it does. You just don’t know exactly when it’s going to go off.

 

There are things I like more than the combination of feeling like my head has been wrapped in fuzz and the fuzz has little spikes. Almost everything comes to mind. Of course, a rather crappy picture of me residing in better dictionaries, right alongside my fellow Mad Geniuses and Worst Peoples In The World (Hi, Sarah, hi Amanda, hi Cedar, hi Dave) when you open the entry for “stubborn”, I didn’t actually tell anyone I was operating on half power.

 

So yeah. Last week’s post? I fucked up. I totally missed the sarcasm because I was somewhere between halfway and completely out of it. Mea culpa. My bad. Sorry Tam. I try not to go off half-cocked, but the result is that instead I end up with the whole cock and make it worse.

 

Oh, well. Dad used to tell me that if I had to make a mistake I was better off making a big one because that would get noticed – and could be corrected.

 

So, yeah. I now have medications again and my system is gradually recovering. I think I’ve got another week or so before the regular level of my meds is back to what it should be. It has to build back up after me running it so low going on half-dose.

 

Plus I get to have a followup sleep study which means a night and a day wired up to everything imaginable (okay, maybe not quite that much, but there are a LOT of wires) while my brainwaves get monitored as I sleep. Whether they’ll pick up the narcoleptic signs is another question, since the meds typically mask them.

 

I will say one thing about it – there’s nothing realistic about those movies where people just rip off assorted medical sensors. They glue the things on with weird shit. Unless the glue’s improved, I’ll be spending days picking gunk out of my hair. They sure as hell don’t just pull away with less effort than a band-aid.

 

So, short version: stop ragging on my last post. I screwed it up, and even when I said so in the comments the whole thing kept on grumbling. Folks, it’s not a sign of weakness to say “My bad, sorry.” Embarrassing, hell yes. Weakness? No (and yes, do this to your characters, too).

 

Further rantage deferred until I chase down my brain, murder my muse, and wake up a little bit.

 

55 Comments
  1. Paul (Drak Bibliophile) Howard #

    Take care.

    March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      Thanks, Paul

      March 6, 2014
      • Actually, Kate, it might be embarrassing, but you’re also bigger for this. As always, you’re my hero.

        March 6, 2014
  2. Dan Lane #

    On the gunk, believe it or not, try baby shampoo and hot water. I use it to clean off old window tint adhesive, wallpaper, get bug guts off chrome bumpers, and works a treat for getting bandaids off wee ones without much fuss.

    For the other, ya took responsibility and made apologies. How we deal with mistakes says a lot more about a person’s character than a perfect record ever could, I find. Plus, it introduced me to a good new blog to read.

    Hope everything comes out alright, Miss Kate. Take care.

    March 6, 2014
    • And if that doesn’t work (and this is an even bigger believe it or not), try hair conditioner.

      A long time ago, in a gala-, er, um, I mean, I accidentally sprayed glue in my eye (I know, right?), and nothing that I wanted on my skin would remove it from around the eye (fortunately, it didn’t stick to the eyeball), until I was in the shower, and it came off with the conditioner.

      March 6, 2014
      • Kate Paulk #

        Ouch. Very, very ouch. Glue in the eye… nasty

        March 6, 2014
    • bearcat #

      Removes window tint adhesive? That must be good stuff, nothing removes that. Well actually brake fluid and a razorblade does, but then you have to remove it.

      March 6, 2014
      • Kate Paulk #

        That is impressive, yes. The only other thing I”ve known to remove that stuff is a whole LOT of time, and even then the window usually dies before you lose all the adhesive.

        March 6, 2014
        • Dan Lane #

          Industry secret, but I’m past my obligation to not share.

          Cut up a trash bag big enough to completely cover the glass, and then some. Set aside. Mix up a spray bottle of hot-as-you-can-handle water and lots of baby shampoo. Like 2 oz or so in a 16 oz spray bottle (close to saturation?).

          Put your trash bag down just below the tinted window. Back windows with defroster lines are the worst. Lay trash bag flat and up close to the window, it’ll be useful soon.

          Soak the tinted window down on the inside. Seriously. Then spray some more. Make sure every inch is wet, then stick the trash bag to the window. Get it stuck with as few ripples as possible.

          Now grab a heat gun (*not* a hair dryer). Apply heat to the window from the outside, moving the heat gun slowly but constantly. Too much heat, the water/baby shampoo dries out before it steams the tint glue soft again. Too little heat, you gotta start again with the wetting.

          Once you’ve heated the whole thing (and soft cotton glove helps to tell where the heat is and where it isn’t), start peeling. Use a razor blade to peel back a corner. If the tint rips, wet and heat again. Unless it is very old dyed tint that got too brittle (shows very pale purple or clear), in that case it’ll still come off but in smaller strips.

          Once the tint is off, you still have some of the glue left- usually a lot less than just ripping. But the glue is soft from the baby shampoo solution and heat.

          Now get a small bucket and fill it with hot water/baby shampoo solution. Get one of those green brillo on one side, yellow sponge on the other things. Scrub the window. Not like sanding paint, a bit gentler. This will get those stubborn glue spots left. Keep the window wet where the glue is. Use your bare hand to find the glue spots.

          It can be time consuming and can be a monumental pain in the arse. I used to do window tint (cars and buildings both) professionally, but got out of it a a while back. If you lack a heat gun, a good hot sunny day works as well, you just have to keep wetting down the window faster than the sun steams it dry.

          Getting the adhesive soft is the key. Hot water alone won’t work as well. For side windows, use a razor blade at an acute angle, top to bottom. You’ll use more than one, possibly two per window for 2dr cars, so get extra. I used to stip up to four cars, eight or more pickups, a day and prepare them for fresh tint.

          My old shop used a metallized kind, one that doesn’t fade with time. That one can interfere with integral radio antennas (late model Beemers, Mercs, etc.), so not for every car. If any of y’all are around my little mountains sometime and need the work done, I can still do it and guarantee no damage, or I can send you to my old shop that still does pro quality work if you want new tint.

          Regards,

          Your DIY of the day.

          *grin*

          March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      Baby shampoo and hot water, hm. Interesting. If regular shampoo and conditioner doesn’t get it, I’ll try that.

      And thank you. I try to own my screwups when I make them. Otherwise, well… there’d be this issue with looking at myself in the mirror each morning and I kind of need to do that.

      March 6, 2014
  3. I have found that time spent in a hot tub works wonders for the residue

    March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      I wonder if I could convince the Husband that I need a hot tub…

      March 6, 2014
  4. Meh, Even after you admitted to the misfire, I saw a post over there where her commenters were patting themselves on the back about how smart they were because people over here were mistaken. Which seems a pretty lame thing to pat oneself on the back for, since they didn’t actually DO anything, weren’t there and weren’t involved and didn’t even have to take the initiative to not get involved.

    I was not terribly impressed with them at that moment, certainly not nearly as impressed as they were with themselves.

    March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      Shrugs. Some people need to congratulate themselves for something. If it makes them happy, good for them. I’ve done what I needed to and admitted my screwup.

      March 6, 2014
  5. superversive #

    There are things I like more than the combination of feeling like my head has been wrapped in fuzz and the fuzz has little spikes.

    I hear you. With me, it feels like the fuzz is inside my head. Otherwise, just as you describe it.

    March 6, 2014
    • That was me just above, by the way. Signed in with the wrong WordPress account – which is a classic example of what I do when my head is full of fuzz and the fuzz has little spikes.

      March 6, 2014
      • Kate Paulk #

        Yup. That’s one of them. Password mangling is another one. The stuff really does a number on the way you operate, doesn’t it?

        March 6, 2014
    • Same with me, but usually with fever.

      March 6, 2014
  6. Understood- I take chemo every day which messes with my emotions and my brain– some day I will go on the warpath and will need to apologize. *sigh So far I have been lucky in that I have people around me who can stop me from making those types of mistakes.

    March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      Yeah, you have been lucky, at least on that front. On the chemo front, as long as it keeps you going in a state you can live with it’s better than the alternatives.

      March 6, 2014
      • Thanks and yea– w/o chemo death, with chemo live a half-life… I would rather live.

        March 6, 2014
  7. When people make a mistake around here, they own it. That’s one of the things I like about this place.

    And if someone has done something like this at least once, they haven’t been on the Internet long enough. Stay well, Kate. 🙂

    March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      Thanks, Wesley. It’s an occupational hazard, I think. If you’re out there spouting your opinion you’re going to get it horribly wrong somewhere. Probably frequently.

      March 6, 2014
      • Ack! That should have been “And if someone *hasn’t* done something like this at least once…” My bad!

        March 6, 2014
      • Dan Lane #

        Lord knows I do. Get things wrong, that is. All the time.

        Keeps me humble. *grin*

        March 6, 2014
  8. OH DEAR GHOD! DO NOT MURDER YOUR MUSE!
    Have you seen the latest versions? I mean, where do you think the GHHs get their inspiration from? Please, please, keep the old model.

    March 6, 2014
    • Unfortunately, most of the time I am a-mused.

      On Thu, Mar 6, 2014 at 9:41 AM, madgeniusclub wrote:

      > Pam Uphoff commented: “OH DEAR GHOD! DO NOT MURDER YOUR MUSE! Have you > seen the latest versions? I mean, where do you think the GHHs get their > inspiration from? Please, please, keep the old model.” >

      March 6, 2014
      • Kate Paulk #

        Where I’m usually b-mused.

        March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      Damn it, the bitch is dragging me through badly written fanfic porn and claiming it’s “inspiration”. Inspiration to find the damn brain bleach is what it is.

      Ye gods, it’s like researching pirates in fairy tales and stumbling over Captain Hook/Tinkerbell slash. My poor ruined childhood…

      March 6, 2014
      • Um, Kate, that mental image is enough to make Vlad the Impaler blanch and reach for a stiff drink.

        March 6, 2014
        • Kate Paulk #

          PRECISELY! This is why I’m going to murder my muse.

          March 6, 2014
      • Paul (Drak Bibliophile) Howard #

        I may have read that one. [Frown]

        March 6, 2014
      • Ok. Some Muses just need killing.

        March 6, 2014
      • Badly written fan fic porn. GUYS, Kate’s next book is going to go as big as fifty shades. You heard it here first. (My muse is hanging out in porny sites, too, and I’m not even reading the stuff. Send my mind back, would you?)

        March 6, 2014
        • Don’t let Sarah fool you. She and Kate are collaborating on their own version of 50 Shades. Think of it. GHHers, fanboys and characters only Kate and Sarah can write. You’ll never think of concoms and edits the same again.

          March 6, 2014
          • Actually the ONLY thing we’re writing together is “the boys” aka Jem and Ree, introduced in the Valdemar stories. We’re taking them out, giving them their own world and making them into a novel. Because we can. (What do you mean write faster. Do you know how busy we are?)

            March 6, 2014
            • Like we don’t all know you have projects you don’t tell us about until they’re done. ;-p

              March 6, 2014
              • Kate! Amanda has bugged our offices again. There’s nothing for it. This time we’ll just have to kill her.

                March 6, 2014
                • Bwahahahahaha. Do I get my evil pin yet? Or do I have to tell more of your secrets?

                  March 6, 2014
            • bearcat #

              Valdemar, fanfic, check. Jem and Ree? Brainbleach!

              March 6, 2014
              • Bearcat, to be fair, it’s neither fanfic, nor porn, nor even vaguely sexual. The sexual part is Amanda’s invention, because she’s trying to be the world’s worst person.
                Hey, Kate, let’s write fifty shades of captain hook and make Amanda happy?

                March 7, 2014
  9. robfornow #

    Like Wesley said- this is the only place where I’ve seen someone own their error. I try to blame my temper tantrums on the cholesterol med. From the stare backs, I don’t think it’s working.
    On the mistaken commentary; I think that though some feelings may have been hurt in the exchange; the fact that it was a big hair raising screaming match brought out the issue nicely. A lot better than these low key arguments with the GHH that can only say ‘you’re just mean.’ and no one gets the point. Like one church pastor jokingly said another pastor said. “I’m not going to that church, those people are on fire! The reply was- But a lot of people will go just to see it burn.”
    Take your meds and lie back resting in the warmth.

    March 6, 2014
    • Most people seem oblivious to how stupid they make themselves look by not admitting to error. But what’s really scary is when scientists stop admitting that their theory has been disproven.

      March 6, 2014
      • BobtheRegisterredFool #

        But it hasn’t been disproven. It is just that the alternate hypothesis is really well supported.

        Grins, ducks and runs away.

        March 6, 2014
        • Kate Paulk #

          Heh. Kind of hard to disprove something when the original data got “accidentally” lost, isn’t it?

          March 6, 2014
      • Kate Paulk #

        I think it’s partly pride, partly fear that they’ll lose respect if they own their errors, and partly it’s not easy to admit you got something wrong.

        March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      Thanks. Sometimes the most “animated” discussions happen between people who are mostly in the same boat *because* they have so much in common.

      Meds are good. Warmth is also good.

      March 6, 2014
  10. An inadequately medicated Kate is rather like an unstable explosive. You know it’s going to go off, and it’s going to be bad when it does. You just don’t know exactly when it’s going to go off.

    Have ‘they’ thought about carefully taking you out to a remote corn field and setting you off? This would cut down on damage control costs and very likely be a lot less trouble for everyone.

    So you screwed up. Big deal. Today’s news is tonight’s fish wrap, and if it weren’t for the Internet everyone would forget all about your little solecism in a few days, two weeks max.

    I’m sorry to learn of your condition, and I mean that very sincerely.

    March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      Around here right now, the remote corn fields are still buried in snow or it would be a viable option.

      You’re right that screwups happen, and it’s not – or shouldn’t be – a big deal. I still prefer to own up to it and get the mess in the open and cleaned up. Whether it helps anyone else, it keeps me from sitting on it and letting things fester.

      Thank you for your kind thoughts.

      March 6, 2014
  11. Sounds like you and I are opposites. I was put on a steroid for a brief tine following a hip/knee injury, and everyone wondered what the F had walked into the room. Explosions, blunt comments, nasty attitude, you got it. A lot of people were very happy when the orthopod went, “Ohh, let’s just try something else, shall we?” and I dropped the steroids.

    March 6, 2014
    • Kate Paulk #

      Ouch! I can imagine everyone around you – as well as you – was relieved to try something else that didn’t cause TXRed-grenade.

      March 6, 2014
      • Yeah, and what’s funny is I hadn’t realized how close to the surface that part of me was—and no one else knew that it even existed!

        But yes, off the steroids and I was back to what passes for normal (given certain low initial values of normal.)

        March 6, 2014
    • Oh yes– I am like that on steroids (part of my treatment is a lot of prednisone). Let’s say that I have all the rare side effects.

      March 6, 2014
    • Steroids did that to my uncle too. Sadly, no one thought to warn me, and it cost us a few years. 😦 But then, I was going through my own “tender little snowflake” years, so maybe the punishment fit the crime.

      RE: owning my mistakes. Yup, I try to do that at every opportunity. What I have to stop doing is owning other people’s mistakes, too…

      March 11, 2014
  12. Good luck with that. I’m glad you’re feeling better.

    March 6, 2014

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