Wednesday Random

The brain is awesome: http://www.physorg.com/news203052531.html

Heading into the second month of no seizures. This hasn't happened in at least a year. I am excited and anxious.

Alarmists piss me off. Yes, I get it, everything is scary and everything is out to kill us. I rarely trust any single source these days, not even you. I take everything with a grain of salt. Now please stop trying to beat me over the head with how everything you don't like is evil.

I had crazy dreams about cheesecake. Adam is working in New York City today and tomorrow. He said he would try to bring back a fresh frozen cheesecake from Ben Ash Delicatessen for me. Hence crazy dreams about cheesecake.

Job searching this week is making me want to scream, but I applied to some positions that might be perfect for me. I don't think I will get any of them, but there is always hope.

My legs, knees, and hips hate me. This is nothing new. But it is another day of specific pain.

I need to get to a bookstore at some point this week. The new Seanan McGuire book came out yesterday.

Eyeliner 2. Also, brain stuff.

A while back, I asked about eyeliner, and if black was too harsh or just right. I got some neat comments. Some people said that black was all they used, others said they preferred browns and plums. I recently discovered that the best eyeliner product for me is Bare Escentuals Bare Minerals Big & Bright Eyeliner. Best formula, best color, best long wear, best application. I currently own Espresso, Charcoal, Plum, and Intense Black, and the Intense Black is rather nice. It is good for creating a strong look.
I prefer pressed powder eyeshadow, and for that I use 100 Percent Pure and Too Faced (my favorites are Cocoa Plum< Chestnut, and Pearl from 100 Percent Pure, and Dirt Bag, Ooh Aah, and Party Girl from Too Faced).

Note for the records: My head feels very, very fuzzy and sore. It doesn't feel like a seizure, thankfully. Maybe a migraine warning. I need to keep track of even small headaches, small brain twitches. Sometimes in the middle of the night, I am shocked awake by a rush of sensation in my left hand - randomly the spastic muscles in my fingers will loosen and relax and I will experience what feels like a brief electric jolt in my head. My brain may be trying to Do Things while I sleep. Reroute neural pathways, create new neural maps, who knows. All that dead white matter must be circumvented, after all. Periventricular leukomalacia is crazy that way. My brain is crazy, yo. Spasticity and ataxia notwithstanding, I love my crazy brain. All the doctors who have ever seen MRI photos of my brain have been genuinely fascinated. It's all damaged and broken and dead in parts, but it keeps going in new, random, weird ways. I could have been paralyzed but I wasn't. I could have been significantly damaged but I wasn't. Score one for me.

So, right. Keeping track. Feeling fuzzy. It will pass.