I thank whatever gods may be

It's May, and nominally spring here in balmy Minnesota. "Nominally? Why is it only nominally spring, Kat?" you ask, eyes wide.

Well, my dears, it's snowing. It is snowing. In May. During Winter Storm Achilles (aptly named, as it's hobbling my bean planting abilities).

Now, there are Rules About This Sort Of Thing. Namely, there are rules governing when I am allowed to sing Christmas carols. Fortunately for me, "snowing out of season" is one of the rules! I started writing these up in IRC, and then it became a teambuilding exercise, which is TOTALLY in my job description.

Thus, I present unto you the Descent Into Mayhem, or the Dreamwidth Christmas Album

( Lyrics for Marky Baby, Little Coder Person, Have Yourself A Happy Dreamwidth Birthday, Baby There's Code Outside, and O Radiator )

I have some ideas floating around for 12 Days of Code-mas, but nothing concrete yet. Suggestions welcome in comments!

Welp, thanks for coming to my TED talk.

My talk, The Care and Feeding of Volunteers: Lessons from Non-Profits and OSS‎ got accepted to Yet Another Perl Conference, being held 3-5 June in Austin, TX this year.

Congrats to mark, whose talk, Sowing the Seeds of Diversity‎, was also accepted! The abstract says "we" a lot, so it may also be denise's talk, though I'm not 100% on that.

EDIT: Looks like denise has her own talk: Be Kind to Your Wrists (You'll Miss Them When They're Gone). Congrats to my bossen!

In any case, Dreamwidth REPRESENT. *DW hand gestures*

Not gonna lie, folks: part of my motivation for doing DW work is seeing my name in lights show up in News posts and Code Tours!

Trufax.

Kat

Yesterday, I was clearing my sidewalk of a few inches of slush like a responsible adult. Well, ok, a selfish adult who didn't want to have to try and unstick her car from 3 inches of ice the next day, but whatever. We'll go with responsible adult.

Anyway, I'm out there shoveling, and this jerkface comes zooming down my street. The driver didn't move to the other side of the road, or even slow down as they passed me, ankle-deep in slush and unable to move quickly.

If you've ever wondered what it feels like to get covered head to toe in partially-frozen road gunk, let me be the first to tell you that it's not nearly as fun as it sounds.

In other news, I am looking for a nice apartment in Arizona...

-Kat

PS: Kidding about Arizona. I actually just found a new apartment about an hour further north of where I live now.

Sometimes, I think I've got this whole "semi-public figure" thing down.

Then I get mentioned in the news post, and I realize that I do not.

*paperbag*

-Kat

For the longest time, I bit my nails to the quick. I did permanent damage to my nail bed due to this, and it means that I have bumpy, super short nails.

Because I was such a severe biter, I never got into the nail polish thing like other kids my age. Within the last year, though, I stopped biting my nails* and started liking this whole polish thing.

My most recent favorite has been this one clear polish with crazy sparkles all through it. I have it in white/clear, and in pink. I am starting to get tempted by some of the funky colors I am seeing around, though, and some of the cool manicures my friends are blogging about.

I do suspect part of my nail polish attraction is that they can be SO SPARKLY, but won't shed glitter. I am severely glitter phobic, so this feature is a major plus!

So, uh, nail polish. Yay!

Kat

* it wasn't even a conscious choice! I just looked down one day, and whoa, nails! Strange, right?

Today, I'm rocking my rubber duckie PJs, watching Star Wars (Machete Order, for those who are curious), and degreening the Support board.

Merry Christmas, Dreamwidth! You're the best present ever. :)

-Kat

This journal used to be my go-to testing account, due to the inadvisable nature of bug squashing on one's personal journal. That's why there's not a ton of stuff in here right now.

I'm Kat. Nice to meet you. :)

Best,
Kat