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Wanna come watch it with me & my darlin?

We're gonna try to get there early to get seats, heading over as soon as we get Miss Girl back from the vet-- movie's around 7, come find me or give a ring!

xoxo

Nabil
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hi honeys,

i'm going to egypt & syria the 1st through the 21st, and won't have phone access or probably as much net. don't feel neglected & have fun!

xoxo

nabil
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wow, i am so glad that went well. we just had ted's fam over for the first time-- his mom, dad, brother, sister-in-law, two nieces, brother-in-law-in-law, cousin, and cousin-in-law. eleven of us, two under the age of four, and one eleven.

it was a bit scary for both of us because it was the first time. my mom has been over-- and stayed with us-- a number of times. i still freak out and clean frantically every time, but it's a bit more normalized. i think next time they come over we'll both be more comfortable. i'm really glad they did. both because they are all sweet, open, loving, and deeply weird people, and because i'm happy for ted and for me to have them more integrated into our lives this way. i'm really glad we got to invite them into our home, show them around our neighborhood-- spend time with them on our turf.

folks seemed to have a good time. they don't spend much time in cities, and i think they enjoyed it. we had tea and snacks at our apartment, and we all wore animal ears-- the eleven year old got a surprising amount of pleasure at the bunny rabbit ears. then we drove down to the mission. we hung at the pirate store for a long time-- the girls really enjoyed digging for treasure and finding secret compartments-- then went by borderlands-- then walked down to fritz for dinner. it was sweet.

it was also really neat to run into maria and theo and max. god, i love my neighborhood.

we've been frenetically cleaning, of course. one impetus for this visit is that we just got the last piece of furniture ted's parents got for us after our commitment ceremony-- a customized storage unit sized to exactly fit one wall of the apartment. it's a gorgeous and generous gift-- especially along with the couch, the ottoman, and the other cabinet they got for us-- that makes it much easier to live gracefully in our little apartment-- and i really wanted to both show it off and say thank you.

ted has a really cool family. when you spend time with them, his sunniness makes perfect sense. they are a bit fancier then my family, but in a very loving and accepting way. it was a delight to have them in our home.

i'm also really happy that everybody liked my mom's spiced cider recipe.

xoxo

nabil <-- very very sleepy and contented
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okay, so my cat is big enough that he cannot clean his butt. meaning i need to do this for him. which i just did.

i am a geek, with an unpleasant recurring task. what to do, what to do?
1. buy nerd toys.
2. process optimization.

so, 1 was easy enough. i purchased the "pet jet" at bed bath & beyond. i was not, however, able to figure out how to install it. that had to wait until a visit from the zanawake, who helped me figure out how to remove the spout from my bathroom sink, put on the spout that fits the pet jet, and attach the pet jet. voila! water all over the bathroom floor, and a little bit of flowing water from the pet jet onto my cat's butt. imperfect, for sure-- but beats scrubbing, face averted, with a wet washcloth while the cat howls in agony.

the zanawake was also kind enough to tell me what sort of tool i should buy to speed and streamline the spout-swapping process. so today i obtained a vice grip from ace hardware-- are you impressed yet? i'm so macho! also dog shampoo from walgreens, which is significantly less macho. the process of removing spout1, installing spout2, hooking up pet jet, was significantly less heinous. the process of bathing the cat, well, still not a whole lot of fun.

still! i used a manly man tool from ace hardware! i am terribly impressed with myself.

i'm pretty good with math, and i can duct tape together software to do whatever i need it to-- i'm no developer, but i know how to open up a file, figure out what's going on, and tweak it to do what i want. but as soon as you get me into the realm of hardware-- of 3d objects that you need to touch and manipulate with your hands without using a keyboard-- i lose all confidence and style. so i'm excited that i got the pet jet hooked up by myself! & disassembled afterwards! & i have a new tool! & i used it by myself! w00t!

still tho. i could do without bathing my cat every couple weeks.

anybody on my flist ever successfully put a cat on a diet?

xoxo

nabil
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“So how’s your neck this week?” asked Dr Bowler, and he did a quick calculation from the ESMs for the last week.

“Better, over all—I had a lot of vertigo last Saturday though. And my left shoulder started hurting on Tuesday. I don’t know if that’s related.”

“Well, let me take a look.” He hopped on up on the table, and she stood behind him feeling his back and rotating his arms.

“Can you tell what’s happening in my shoulder?”

“There’s something happening with this rib, “ she said. “I don’t know if it’s connected. Go ahead and lie on your belly.”

He lay down and focused on breathing while she moved different body parts, trying to provide the correct level of resistance, or move with her hands, depending on what she was doing. As muscles released and tensions shifted, he remembered that he needed to buy a power adopter for next month’s trip to Egypt, and that he had been meaning to reread the latest novel by Delany.

He didn’t like to create action items at the doctor’s – he preferred to focus on breathing, and the physical sensations — so he just sent them to his inbox to prioritize and schedule later. The visualization he used was butterflies; he imagined butterflies shooting out of his left shoulder and sent the todos on to deal with later. The power adopter was urgent, so he made the butterfly yellow to ensure that he’d look at it the next day.

Dr Bowler’s hands were warm, and small, and very precise. When she had him roll onto his back, he closed his eyes to avoid an intimacy that seemed inappropriate; he was very aware of the ways that her skin touched his. His neck and jaw were itching, now; she did the thing that felt like turning his jaw inside out and scratching it deliciously. For a few moments all he could think about was the way it felt; then he remembered that he needed to email to cancel next weekend's gaming session. He sent that on its way with another butterfly, tagging this one yellow too.

He was dizzy when she was done, and sat up slowly, breathing deeply while she brought his glasses from her desk. “You should have more motion in that shoulder," she said, "But you might feel a bit woozy."

“Yeah, I guess so, “ he said, and they both laughed.

“Let’s try two weeks,” she said.

“Great.” He sent a blue butterfly— his visualization for an appointment— to choose a good date between his calendar and hers, and wobbled out of her office.
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so, i've been thinking a bit over the last year or two about what tricks translate from my work life to home, or vice versa, and tonight i want to tell you a really good one.

first, i need to define a dependency: a dependency is when you have two tasks, and you can't do one until another one is complete. so, in software, there's a dependency between developing software, and testing it. you can't test it before you've developed it.

in both real life and project management, it's very tempting to create unnecessary dependencies. i was just on the phone with a friend who is going through a depressive episode. i suggested it's a good idea for her to be exercising and she said, "you're right. i have to join a gym."

wrong. she just made an unnecessary dependency. it is not necessary to join a gym in order to exercise. you can exercise by leaving your house, and walking for 15 minutes; or taking public transit to an airconditioned mall and walking for 15 minutes; or turning on the radio and dancing for 15 minutes. joining a gym might be a nice way to get exercise-- if you like gyms, and feel motivated to join one, then by all means go for it. but if you're in a depressive episode, or trying to figure out how to get a project moving that has been stalled out that's already behind schedule and two of your staff just quit, then for god's sake don't make any unnecessary dependencies.

what do you need to do right now?

(if resources are limited, you only need to do things that will cause significant harm to you or someone you love unless you do them right now.)

what do you need to do in order to do those things?

(don't make unnecessary dependencies. you don't need to join a gym to exercise.)

do those things.

xoxo

nabil
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So, what happened that got me to friends-lock my lj: last month a troll at a conference photoed a bunch of folks, including me, and posted our pictures, names, and nasty comments about us on a popular hate-speech website.

It was upsetting. I locked down my lj to avoid getting hassled by folks who found me through the original post. I figured a month later the hate trolls would be onto something else, and I could unlock this again. I figure now's probably good enough.

I'm real glad I used a pseudonym at the conference. When I was freaking out, my biggest fear was that my coworkers would read this shit. In addition to being mean-spirited, it identified me as trans. There's enough employment discrimination against trannies- not to mention real-life hate crimes- that I don't like that info to be easily googleable by coworkers, potential employers, and my neighbors. The pseudonym protected me from hate scope creep- I'm real glad I used it. Hateful shit said about me online can hurt and trigger me- but as long as it's separated from my legal name, it's not going to threaten my physical safety or ability to earn a living. And yay for that.

Anyhow. I'm going to try unlocking this again. Welcome back.

Xoxo

Nabil


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it has come to my attention-- not for the first time-- that some members of my nerd clan do not know how to please the boy or girl who they are dating. this makes me sad. so i offer off a bit of unsolicited advice on romance.

caveats: i'm talking about ways to please somebody that you are already dating. i'm bi, so pronouns will vary wildly. also, i'm experimenting with leaving this post unlocked. if it gets trolled, i won't do that again for awhile. as always, courteous disagreement is more then welcome. rudeness is not. if you don't know the difference, i am open to discussing it with you.

my working definition of romance is: anything that show your beloved that you thought of them while they were not present. the more you show that you were thinking of them, specifically, the more romantic. in other words: bringing home roses is romantic, because it shows your beloved that at some point of the day you thought about doing something to please them. bringing home roses if your beloved is allergic to roses and broke out in hives last week because you brought home roses, or has told you that he hates roses, is unromantic because it indicates that you were going on autopilot, not thinking about the specific details that make your beloved unique. bringing home sunflowers, because your beloved told you last night how much he misses the sunflowers his mother grew when he was a child, or bringing home sunflowers because the way they glow reminds you of the brilliance of your beloved's smile-- and telling him so-- is terribly romantic.

you are in love. probably you thought of your beloved today. what did you think? did you read a web comic that you thought your beloved would like, because it is about linux? send her the comic and tell her it reminded you of her. did you read a poem you that made you think of your beloved, and the way he cried when he listened to obama's speech on race? send it to him and tell him why it made you think of him.

does romance require lots of cash? no. if your beloved only likes expensive gifts, your beloved might not be the right person for you. often the generic gestures of romance-- diamonds, chocolate, roses-- are the priciest ones. a book review of a feminist science fiction novel that you thought your beloved would find exciting is more romantic then something expensive and generic.

does romance required excellent verbal skills? no. they can help, for sure-- being able to speak about the specific things that you love about your beloved is terribly romantic. but you're a smart kid. you keep those servers running while minimizing downtime-- you create elegant uis-- you hack devices with remarkable creativity. put some of your skills to work in thinking about how to please your beloved.

romance is not a test where there is a right answer and a wrong answer. the goal is to show your beloved that you love him and so when he is not around you think of him when people tell you stories about their cats, even though you find cats annoying-- to let her know that it is her specificity, her love of world of warcraft and hatred of extraneous apostrophes in fan fiction-- that you adore. there are many ways to show this adoration. the most romantic acts are the ones that you enjoy performing, and that make your beloved light up. you can do this. you can find things that will make your beloved smile. you think about your beloved when she's not around-- you are totally smart enough to show him that, not just tell him, but show it in your acts.

if you bring home roses and your beloved hates roses, that is awesome! now you know! think of it as debugging; you tried something and it didn't work, so try something else! pay attention to your beloved: what does she like to read? what pants does he like to see you wear? what kind of salsa does she like on her burrito? pay attention, and show her that you're paying attention. at some point you will do something that you enjoyed doing, and your beloved will laugh with delight. you're on the right track: pay attention to this moment. do more of that.

a final thought: the most romantic gestures create feedback loops of generosity and pleasure. you delight in pleasing your beloved; this pleasure inspires her to reciprocal gestures that delight you in turn; your pleasure inspires you to more graciousness, kindness, affection. the point is to please him, and be pleased in turn-- the point is to increase your mutual feelings of tenderness and desire.

xoxo

nabil

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Jun. 1st, 2008 10:50 am
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+ seeing my Theo on friday, for snuggling and talking and watching of torchwood. it was so good to see you! i adore you and have missed you! i know that things are rough now, and sf isn't where you want to be, but i still think you're doing better then before you went to seattle-- you seem more balanced, and confident, and sure of yourself and what you want. something about your life, or testosterone, is agreeing with you. and yay for the broadest shoulders evar!

+ coding. my beta account for google apps development has come through, and i've started in on my next project-- i want to make a web app for a simple experience sampling method questionnaire (as used in the research behind the books _flow_ and _finding flow) so that folks can identify what kinds of activity make them most involved and most in flow. mostly because i want to do it for myself. :) yesterday i spent a few hours noodling around with the system, walking through google's tutorial and downloading one of their sample apps and starting to play with it. it's fun to reverse-engineer a system and figure out how to tweak & modify it to do what i want. yay playing with code!

+ i'm liking my work right now. i'm having fun contracting for , mostly because i love love love my sponsor there brianna, omg she is so smart and awesome and ethical and yay! i love working for her! the work itself is a bit dull-- i would like to be doing more technical work, that's partly why i'm geeking out in my spare time at home-- but i do have a certain percentage of solving puzzles, and it is cool to work with a clever ambitious ethical woman in tech.

+ i finally read some of the crap that had been posted about me during wiscon, and it is less vile then i had thought it would be. (i was avoiding reading it while i was sick and upset, figured it was good to calm down and be sturdier before i took a look.) truth to tell, i have been trashed so much more creatively and personally by other trans folks! i'm reminded a bit of the scene in roxanne, where somebody says "you have a big nose" to steve martin, and he says "the universe offers you this material and all you can come up with is you have a big nose?" and spends ten minutes dancing around coming up with creative insults for his own nose. it turns out the sa trolls are not very creative or good writers.

+ another interesting surprise about reading the sa stuff-- one of the things rm said about me is something that i think all the time about myself, that it's unfair for me to ask people to call me "he" given that i look, act, and sound like a woman. i always thought that was a pretty mainstream belief. if the only folks willing to say it out loud at this point are people who also like making fun of fat folks, folks in wheelchairs, and random 9-year olds-- well, wow. perhaps that sentiment is less mainstream then i realized. perhaps the us has come further along on transphobia then i thought. i will be thinking about this quite a bit more.

xoxo

nabil
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Hi luvs,

This journal will be mostly friends-locked for the moment; do let me know if you'd like an add.

Thx,

Nadyalec

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