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six pepper seedlings in black plastic planters . five pepper seedlings in plastic planters and pots

1. peppers A2, A4, A6, B1, B3, and B5 - Monday, 19 June 2017
2. peppers C2, C4, C6, D1, and D3


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As you can see, I have rearranged my peppers. Actually I had them rearranged for a while -- not in this exact configuration, which I adopted a couple days ago because I wanted to space out the squash planters a little -- but differently from the groups-of-six I was using for photos. This is because Landlord Dude has yet to fix the damn gutter on the back of the house, and consequently any rain harder than a drizzle (or that lasts longer than half an hour) turns the gutter into a waterfall that happens to be right over one of my kitchen windows/my back porch. So I make sure none of my poor plants are right under the cascade, because they are small and tender and do not deserve to be punched repeatedly in the metaphorical face. *wry*

As you can also see, I have staked sixteen of the peppers. I did not stake E6 because it's growing noticeably slower than the others, but I think I will do so Wednesday evening because I will be leaving on vacation Thursday morning and I am quite sure it will need a stake before I get home a week later. I also didn't stake B5 because the poor dear is only just beginning to recover from its savage beheading -- it is growing a new leaf! Life finds a way!

Pepper D5 has something wrong with its leaves. I suspect it may have caught some residue from the fungicide/insecticide I sprayed on the Lazarus pepper a couple weeks ago, but the newest tiny leave seem on track to be normal rather than crumpled, so I trust it will do all right in the long run.


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tiny green bell pepper on a pepper plant

8. the Lazarus pepper - Monday, 19 June 2017 (OMG AN ACTUALFAX PEPPER!!!)


And last but not least, the Lazarus pepper bloomed! The first bud opened on Wednesday, and as of today that first flower has lost its petals (heavy rain, what can you do?) to reveal an ACTUALFAX PEPPER. It is so tiny. And so cute. :DDD

I continue to fight a rearguard action against the evils of the white mulberry tree. You have no idea how many berries I have to sweep off the porch every day, or pick out of the pots and planters, to say nothing of the infinite mulberry seedlings I have to uproot and toss away.

(If you haven't realized by now? I hate mulberry trees. I mean, they are probably lovely trees in an orchard, or out in the woods where they can do their own thing without bothering anyone, but trust me, you do NOT want them in your yard. Not in a million years. They are a MENACE.

Also they attract squirrels, but that is a separate problem.)


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Meanwhile, unidentified marauders (*cough* squirrels *cough*) tried to uproot Tan and/or shred its stem again, but so far as I can tell the leaves retain enough connection to the root system to stay alive. Also I have buried the long, floppy part of the stem under even more potting soil -- I did the same for Sethera while I was at it -- and have tried to prop up the vertical parts of the plants such that they have proper support and won't tip over under their own weight as the grow.

Azer and Covera, of course, do not suffer from this problem as they never went through a floppy phase of growing sideways in search of the sun, and are both growing great guns. I am fairly sure their mutual end goal is to devour my porch. Sethera and Tan probably share this ambition, though they are not quite as well-placed to follow through on it. *wry*

I have spaced out the four planters a little bit, but I am beginning to think that I may have to move one or two of them off the porch entirely. I am not sure where else they could go. Down in the yard among the raspberry canes? (Which survived last year's drought and have put up slightly alarming amounts of new growth; I think they want to devour my porch as well, though from below rather than from above.) In the front yard behind the shelter of the hedge? In the driveway beside the trash cans?

I will have to consider this before they get too big to move...


[[original Tumblr post (peppers), for when the embedded images inevitably break ; original Tumblr post (squash), for when the embedded images inevitably break]]
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I am jammed up on the projects I need to finish -- if you think this is deeply frustrating, you would be correct -- and would like to unstick myself via some short prompt!fic.

So. Mini-ficlet prompt meme time!

Here is my Genprompt Bingo card.

For those who prefer lists to graphics, the open squares are Northern / Southern Lights, Midnight, Extraordinary, Pipes and Beer, Fundamental Particles, Butcher / Baker / Candlestick-maker: Tradesman, Introspection, Light-Hearted, Holiday Cottages, Heart on Sleeve, WILD CARD, Suicide, Another year older: Birthdays, Monsoon, Three Wishes, The Age of Reason, Steadfast, Trust, Second Person Narration, Space AU, Takeout, Apocalypse.

If you would like to claim any of the open squares, please leave a comment with one to three characters, a prompt from the card, and a scenario, and I will write you a ficlet of at least 100 words.

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Obligatory small print:

1. I reserve the right to veto any fandoms I don't know well enough to write, and ask you to please try again.

2. Crossover prompts are fine. On the vanishingly unlikely chance anyone wants to read a snippet from any of my original worlds and stories, that kind of prompt is also fine.

3. In this challenge, WILD CARD means to grab any prompt from the complete Genprompt Bingo prompt list. I reserve the right to veto any such wild card substitutions and ask you to please try again.

4. Requests do not have to be gen! Just be aware that I'm not great at romance, so if you request shipfic, it will come out fairly low-key and may end up as ambiguous gen anyway.

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Also, special offer! If you have scenarios I could used to fill the last two squares on my Cotton Candy Bingo card -- the prompt words in question are 'soft' and 'free' -- I will write you a ficlet of at least 500 words. (I have ficlets I'm trying to write for both of those, but they have been stuck for a while, so I'm game to take suggestions that might end up flowing better.)

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Fill List:

1. Whose Allegiance Is Ruled by Expedience - 1,600 words. How about the tradesman for an OC view on some part of the Naruto story line? Written 5/22/17 for [personal profile] the_rck. [Tumblr crosspost; AO3 crosspost]

2. I Am the One Who Lives with the Ocean - 700 words. Calliope/Roxy, having a cuddlepile on Earth C after all the fireworks have died down. Basically, what we can do now that we don't have to do anything. Written 6/4/17 for [personal profile] mme_hardy. [Tumblr version; AO3 version]
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Apropos of nothing in particular! A couple days ago I started manually forwarding all the spam messages I was getting from that dating site (Plenty of Fish) to their PR address (pr@pof.com), since my attempt to 'reset' the non-existent account's non-existent password didn't work, that was the only electronic contact method I could find after a good half hour of searching, and I couldn't tell which of the various phone numbers and physical addresses I found were actually real and up to date.

(For the record? Not having your contact information clearly displayed on your home page, including a customer service email address to deal with complaints not covered by your unfeasibly minimal preset forms, is deeply skeevy.)

Anyway, the first round of forwarding won me nearly twelve hours without spam. Then I got another burst, forwarded them all (with a copypasted "I don't have an account with your service. Stop sending me email" message appended), and have now been spam-free (...from that source) for nearly twenty-four hours.

I have doubtless jinxed myself just now, of course, but I trust if I make myself enough of a nuisance the POF staff will either fix the problem or just give up and block me, which should hopefully render me invisible to the spam-sending part of their email program. *crosses fingers*

(...I have also been marking every single one of their messages as a phishing attempt, which is untrue and probably wrong of me, but that is the only other weapon in my arsenal at the moment; of course I'm going to use it.)
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About five days ago, some asshole used my legal name email address to sign up for a Spanish-language internet dating site. Since then, I have been getting at least 100 emails a day from that site, to the general effect of 'Legal-First-Name-Random-String-of-Numbers has received a new message' or 'Random-Name-Who-Is-Probably-a-Bot has done something in relation to your post/profile/message/what-the-hell-ever'. (I would be more specific except I do not speak Spanish and don't entirely trust Google's auto-translate function.)

I mean, Gmail knows they are spam and duly files them as such, but still!

I can't even unsubscribe from the damn thing, since that would require knowing what password the asshole created when they used my email to sign up. *headdesk*

The site, for those who may be curious, is Plentyoffish Media Inc. #142-757 West Hastings St., PMB 670, Vancouver, BC V6C1A1. Their web address is pof.com.mx. (Are they Canadian or Mexican? Who knows!)

I feel like I should write them an annoyed letter or something.
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1. Photographed my kitchen garden. Did not post photos, because reasons. At this point, I think I will just make a combined two-week post on Monday the 17th.

(Spoiler: a couple of the squash seedlings just shriveled up and died. This is nice since it saves me the trouble of figuring out what to do with them. Now I'm just debating whether my plastic storage tubs are larger enough to support two seedlings per tub, or whether I will have to buy a trowel and a hoe and plant the others in the yard.

...I should buy a trowel and some other tools anyway, since I will have to plant the narcissus bulbs regardless of what I do with the squash. *makes note on Sunday to-do list*)

2. Put away my remaining clean laundry.

3. Worked thirteen hours straight on Monday the 10th, ugh. *wilts*

4. Foolishly agreed to go in to Not the IRS at 8am instead of 9am Thursday morning (district management is getting pushy about extended hours), but because the #13 doesn't run a 7am outbound route, I had to walk a mile into town to catch a #30 bus instead, which meant I had to either get up at 5:30am or forego eating breakfast at home. I chose the latter option, and wound up buying myself a small yogurt, a bottle of lemon-flavored tea, and a donut (plus five more donuts for the office at large, because I'm nice like that and also you get a discount if you buy a half-dozen at a time). That was not the healthiest of choices but at this point in tax season I officially Do Not Care. It has calories and/or caffeine? GIMME.

5. Bought groceries after work. In the process, I acquired two small sample bottles of Ocean Spray 'mocktails' that were included around regular bottles of cranberry-pomegranate juice. I just wanted the juice, which was on a buy-one-get-one sale, but I suppose I will try these 'mocktails' if only for curiosity's sake.

6. Stewardship committee meeting.

7. Failed to make much progress on my remaining request ficlet, because brain-fry, argh.

8. Decided to try outlining/brainstorming my FandomTrumpsHate fic to see if switching projects would grant me a few minutes of clarity. Result: well... I made a bullet-point list of stuff my bidder and I talked about in emails, so I have all that organized in one place? But then I ran out of spoons, so.

...

I think I should go to bed.
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Well, fuck.

I tried to import all my LJ comments, but in order to do that you have to import all your entries as well... and now every single journal entry I made before May 3rd, 2009 (barring the directory posts that didn't exist on LJ in the first place) has been duplicated.

*infinite headdesking ensues*

I guess I will try opening a support ticket, but I kind of doubt there's anything to be done except manually delete SIX YEARS of duplicated posts, and who on earth has time for THAT?

*headdesking continues*
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Question: if you have previously imported your journal from LJ (like, back when DW opened) and have been crossposting from DW since then, will the importer try to yank duplicate copies of stuff that already exists over here, or will it only go after stuff without duplicates, i.e., comments?

I ask because I would hate to lose years of comments, but I do not want to deal with the headache that wholesale importation might cause, and the FAQ was not especially clear on this issue.

...

I think I am going to agree to LJ's new terms of service if only so I can get my data OFF the damn site, and also access some exchange and challenge communities while they decide what to do about this mess. (Hopefully they will move to DW...) Then I will figure out how to redirect all comments over here, and also finish updating all my fic directory posts so the links point to DW instead of LJ. I have let that project languish for far too long. *sigh*
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I think what annoys me about trying to be creative right now is that nothing is grabbing me, and also none of my current projects are short enough to be wrapped up in a single sitting. So I add some words here, and some words there, and everything just kind of inches along inconclusively and I don't get the positive reinforcement of finishing stuff.

Blargh.

I suppose progress by inches is still progress, so. I am slowly piecing together the missing scene for "Second Chances" -- I might be about halfway through that now? -- after which I will get back to fixing the existing scenes. I am starting to toss around some ideas for my Fandom Trumps Hate auction fic, because I need a plot to hang the scenario on and that's fairly low-pressure. I have added some words to 'free' and 'soft,' which are two of my remaining Cotton Candy Bingo squares. ('Cute' I still have no clue what to do with.) I have reread some of my background planning for "Intervention" as preparation for unsticking myself on the space battle.

I am pretty sure this drought is a combination of general overwork and a blue funk, and it will pass, but man, I hate the way depression walls me off from doing things I love. :(
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1. Took photos of gardening projects and posted them.

2. Folded and put away laundry.

3. Texted Landlord Dude to remind him that my back screen door was falling apart. He then came by on Thursday and started dismantling it in preparation for its eventual replacement. Apparently he is also getting an inspector in on Monday, I guess to check if there are hidden problems and also because Upstairs Neighbor E has been having trouble with a carpenter ant infestation. I have not seen any ants yet myself, but... let's just say I really want to know what the inspector finds. :(

4. Bought a sack of potting soil from Target. Also checked out my options for buying plastic storage tubs for the squash seedlings, should I choose to go that route.

5. Bought a new pair of black Sketchers work shoes for when my current pair dies. I expect that to be within the month, as the soles are nearly worn through and I think the tip of the right shoe is starting to separate.

6. Signed up for WIP Big Bang. I will be writing "Intervention," which is a Star Trek: AOS fic featuring the OC crew of a Red Cross ship dealing with both plagues and pirates on an isolationist colony planet.

7. Wrote my IRA contribution checks for the 2016 tax year.

8. Pruned some icky bits off the various sections of Damocles, the big spider plant I am in the process of repotting. It's currently still growing new roots in a giant container of water, but I think it will be ready to pot this weekend.

9. Bought groceries.

10. Bought stamps and promptly used them to mail my IRA contribution checks. *wry*

11. Stewardship committee meeting Thursday evening. We handed out some thank-you note assignments, but postponed a bunch of other decisions until we know the results of the settled minister search committee's efforts, which should theoretically be announced this Sunday. *crosses fingers for success*

12. Boiled some eggs.

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That's not an awful lot for five days, is it? I mean, a bunch of that is because I am spending 10+ hours a day at work, but I am starting to wonder whether a blue funk might have snuck up on me in disguise. See, my primary depressive symptoms are pervasive mental/physical/emotional exhaustion and inability to do creative work and hey, guess what, I was already exhausted and feeling creatively drained just from overwork and lack of time. But I have noticed myself sliding into obsessive reading this week, which is another of my classic symptoms -- when I lose my grip on the world and the gray fog rolls in, reading is my reflexive method for trying to hang onto something outside myself -- and I've also been less interested in food the past couple days, so... yeah. I am kind of suspicious.

And on that note, I should probably get to bed. *sigh*
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I have slowly been doing edits on Second Chances, since I wrote that story down to the absolute wire and had approximately negative three hours to edit it before the archive went live (my issues with deadlines, let me show you them *sigh*), and most of what I've done so far, aside from tidying up weird and awkward phrases, is fill in transitiony stuff that I only had time to vaguely gesture at in the initial draft. Or in other words, tweaking the foreshadowing and plot/emotional arcs so they hang together better.

Later I will also need to smooth out the denouement, but right now I'm still stuck on shaping the build-up correctly.

And I think... I think there is too rapid a jump from Ray getting his new job to Matt coming to confront Foggy with Daredevil's investigation results. I think I may need another scene in there. The thing is, I'm not quite sure what it should be. I'm leaning toward maybe Ray dropping in to visit Foggy at HCB? Because I should probably do a bit more with Foggy's professional life, and also lawyer stuff gives him a good reason to A) think conflicted thoughts about Matt and B) be involved in some case that tangentially touches on the Rainmaker thing, so that doesn't come completely out of nowhere when Matt brings it up in the next scene.

But I don't want to plot and wriiiiiiiiiite it... *flops angstily to the ground and sulks*

...You know, instead of whining to the internet, I should go edit [redacted]'s Small Fandom Big Bang fic instead, which I agreed to do and should ALSO stop procrastinating about.

Or maybe just go to bed. It's cold, I am tired and sore from shoveling far too much snow, and presumably things will look more manageable in the morning.

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