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Monday, November 9th, 2009
madargon	12:03a	Tweeet 00:45 Half an hour in que, feet hurt. Not d unk enough. # 01:56 Now the night is over, getting food. Going home. # 07:03 203 twwets from last night - hung over today. URGH. # 08:41 Back to bed, nap for 3 more hours. # 19:57 Spent the day with the folks, still feeling like crap. Wondering why the hell I'm hosting a PartyLite get together on Tuesday. # 20:51 My place is also totally free for rhino-parties, even if not the most perfect for CD seen but, door's always open for the Rhinos! # 22:04 No time for sleep. Too bad I can't move more furnitures around or I would. Have nifty shopping list for tomorrow. # 23:32 I have cheese doodles! # Tweeeet, tweet I say. (Comment on this)
Sunday, November 8th, 2009
tigresslilly	8:51a	Dollhouse: I think I know what upset me so much in the most recent ep. ( Cut for spoilers, possible triggers, and long rambles ) (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 7th, 2009
atalantapendrag	8:18p	Finally, the account of Thursday night! Yes, I have more or less slept since getting home from the concert. Anyway. Thursday afternoon I had my MHMR appointment, Sucked as usual. I was supposed to see the doctor but they fobbed me off onto a nurse. Grr. But I got home in plenty of time to take a nap before showtime. Hitting Frank beforehand didn't work out :( Was looking forward to it, too. But that was not the important part! doombuggie and I chattered on ride there, and I told him this would probably be the most fun I'd had since my RHPS days, and we discussed our mutual RHPS days a bit, and the possibility of investigating the current local cast, preferably with rehd_fawx. ( What I wore ) We were early enough to get good parking, which is always nice. We hung around a bit, and then we went up to the merch table, cuz Voltaire was there! doombuggie bought a couple of CDs and had them signed, and I gave him, as I'd hoped to, the bottle ofConjure Oils La Calavera (which he sniffed and seemed to like... he also asked if I was the one who made it, which makes it two for two since Neil Gaiman asked if I wa a Labbie when I gave him a bottle of Shub... now I just need to find a goth icon to give a bottle of Arcana to) and got my copy of OH MY GOTH signed. [Unknown LJ tag] Moments after that was taken, I got an unexpected Voltaire-hug! Of the friendly variety, not the creepy one. It was smile-making. Waiting time. The very loud DJ music, bright spinning flashing lights, and smoke machines were far too much for me, and I mostly huddled up with my eyes closed so I wouldn't burn out. doombuggie also greatly overestimated my ability to hold a conversation in a noisy club, which is pretty much nil. Then we had the opening act. Oh lord! He played a keyboard with so much bass that the seat of my metal chair vibrated, which is the best that can be said of him. He had this wannabe-Nick-Cave thing going and sang as if he'd been gargling ground glass and lye, but his speaking voice was normal. He did a few 'oooooo I'm morbid' songs, and then... "Beth" by Kiss. I thought we had reached the pinnacle, but he followed it with "Chim Chim Chiree" from Mary Poppins. Good thing I'd just hid the restroom or I might have wet myself. If this dude stuck to doing incongrous covers he could be the next Richard Cheese! And then. And then. It was magic, completely magic. The man has astonishing stage presence, just a wonderful personality that shines through. doombuggie went to do a little more circulation, and during 'BRAINS' a simply adorably pink-haired girl came up to compliment my barrettes. She asked where I got them and I let her know they'd been a Walgreens Halloween item. Poor dear looked so disappointed! Now, the thing about these barrettes... I had them both on one side because the way they were made, if you wear one on each side, one would be upside down. So it was an easy snap decision to pull one out and give it to her. I mean, this was a fifty cent barrette. The gleeful expression was worth much more than that, and she kissed me, too! And it gives each of us a nice little extra memory of an already awesome concert. As I've said, Voltaire was busily being awesome, doing a lot of his classics and a few new ones. Each one had me enthralled. And then... Truly Voltaire is a Messenger of Fate, for he closed with this I yelled "FUCK THE BACK ROW!" scary loud. And I tried to do a standing ovation, and I fell down. Stone cold sober, folks. I'm just that cool. And that is basically how it went. Current Mood: sleepy Current Music: Voltaire - Crusade (Comment on this)
babydraco	8:09p	Mia and Kaya visit the Goodrich site (Comment on this)
spacelogic	1:51p	party I hate housecleaning. *glares balefully at the embarrassing portions of her bedroom* We're having a party in about ten minutes. We're using the opportunity to wear costumes because we missed trick-or-treating due to 'flu. So Malcolm's a water molecule, Merlin's the Blue Screen of Death (this being a boy who's never used Windows) and Matisse and I are 1950s instructional video characters. Turns out, related to that, that my hair doesn't do pin curls. That's why I'm being the bad example, with wrinkly socks and a stained skirt and a partially-untucked shirt, in contrast to my neat and clean sister. Dad's being Inigo Montoya, and Mum's... Mum. Hopefully pictures will be forthcoming. Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: The Beatles - Nowhere Man (1 Comment |Comment on this)
cedara	4:24p	White Collar - 103 - The Book of Hours Again, the show made me smile. (FYI, if you need a show to smile about/with, try White Collar, The Mentalist or Castle for That Happy Feeling.) ( spoilers ) If you haven't seen the show, check it out! Current Mood: amused (Comment on this)
atalantapendrag	5:40a	So bad it's hysterical Still holding off on the concert report until I get the pics from doombuggie, but this is the opening act. Yes, this song was performed. There was a cover of "Beth" by Kiss as well. Current Mood: amused Current Music: Voltaire - Almost Human (Comment on this)
Friday, November 6th, 2009
babydraco	9:02p	What is it that makes Felicity collectors so fricking insane? Who on earth pays $239 for a set of plastic food? Or even thinks anyone else would pay that? I went up to Concord with my mother, to apply at a certain apartment complex. We also went to the Dept. of Education because she had to pick something up there. A lot of the state offices are housed in the old State Hospital grounds. A sprawling, redbrick and white gingerbread trim, notoriously haunted example of Victorian creepiness. I'd like to go back some time and get lots of good pictures. (Comment on this)
atalantapendrag	8:12p	oh damn Can't seem to wake up. Concert account will come when I get pix from doombuggie. I sleep more. Current Mood: sleepy Current Music: Voltaire - Almost Human (Comment on this)
irena_candy	12:30p	Small Victories Tuesday morning I took Truck to town. It was one of those do-it-now impulses that I am prone to, and I reasoned that 9am on a weekday morning would probably give me the least amount of traffic to contend with. (Not that there's much traffic out here at any time. If I pass three cars on that road it rates as rush hour.) There are some curves on the winding road down into town that I don't even like in the Toyota, since they don't have a shoulder and there is a steep drop on the outside. However, I reminded myself that Truck is only six inches wider than the Toy, and off I went. No problem. I drove to town, turned around in the museum parking lot, and came back--for a total round trip excursion of twelve miles. Now I feel a lot more relaxed about driving the thing. This morning I bagged Chuck's three-piece suits for the trash. He worked for IBM for 17 years and I worked for Xerox for 18. When we moved up here, we both brought along our suits, and I packed my high heels as well. Naturally we never wore any of it, but who was to know? My suits are still in boxes in storage, somewhere, but his suits were hanging in the closet covered with a film of dust. They were beautiful wool suits, and Chuck got them from a Hong Kong clothier who was recommended to him by another IBMer. We called the guy Hong Kong Harry. He came to the Los Angeles area every six months or so and took a motel room. Customers came into have their measurements taken, selected what fabric they wanted, and handed over a check. About a month later some absolutely gorgeous wool suits showed up in the mail. I kept putting off doing anything with the suits, telling myself that I could offer them to the local Little Theatre group, or maybe recycle the cloth. Some women do that; cut their husband's old clothes up into largish squares and sew them together into comforters. I finally faced the fact that I was never going to do either of those things, so away they go. It has only taken me nine months. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
branchandroot	12:37p	How not to cross genres Genre crossing, when done well, can be a very effective storytelling technique, allowing the author to hit the reader with unexpected plot turns and presentation that is sufficiently unusual that it will make the reader think twice about the scene. Alas, when not done well all we get is a hot mess. Amano is currently demonstrating Not Well with Katekyou Hitman Reborn. This is especially a shame considering that her first cross went off very well. When she had written sixty issues of a gag manga, full of underwear shenanigans, and suddenly decided she wanted to write a serious, indeed dark in places, battle manga, she made the transition quite smoothly. The underwear phased out and was replaced in a plausible way, the change presented as a moment of personal development for our main character, such as we might expect in a good battle manga. The initial premise, that our hero is slated to inherit a mafia family, offered plenty of material for a darker turn. So far so good. The next two and a half arcs were a marvelous sweep of fast-paced action with personal development and growth for the whole ensemble of characters. And then we hit the bump. Possibly even the shark. Somewhere, for some reason, the decision was made to extend the Future arc with a new set of villains, and the storytelling fell apart. The pace jinked and faltered, new characters got no background or development, the fights were truncated and disappointing compared to the intense confrontations of previous arcs, and even the first half of the Future arc. Worst of all, Amano turned back to the gag genre, and, at this juncture, failed to make it work. This is most evident in our hero, Tsuna. Tsuna has always flailed a lot, to be sure, but less so as time went on; indeed, when he came to the future, the pressure of events and responsibility seemed to wash the flailing out of him and push him toward a more mature presentation even when he isn't wrapped up in Dying Will. With this latest turn, however, the flailing is suddenly back to early levels, to the extent that his weapon reflects it and allies comment on it. The plot provides us with no explanation for this. This is characteristic of the gag genre: character development is neither necessary nor, in most cases, desired. The character quirks that are used for gags must remain constant, and the nature of the genre is such that readers are usually willing to suspend any disbelief and accept them, however implausible. It's part of the genre expectations. The genre expectation of a battle manga, and especially a serious one, is that characters will develop, both technically and emotionally. Sudden backsliding of personal development needs some kind of cause or explanation. As I said at the beginning, these expectations can be crossed, if it is done well. Many battle manga use brief gag moments to break tension; bathroom humor is a favorite. Even the development of the hero can be let to fail briefly, for the sake of increasing dramatic tension. But if the audience is not to reject that tactic, it must be framed, supported, explained in some way--it must be presented as a dramatic moment, in order to be accepted as such. Tsuna's reversion is not. Hence my fear that Amano has no clue where she's going with the current sub-arc and has fallen back on her roots because she is at a complete loss. If this is due to editorial pressure, to draw out the Future arc more, I hope someone kicks that editor in the teeth soon. If it is due to Amano losing her grip on the story, paging editor!Reborn, please. In either case, the current issues are a fine example of how not to do it. (Comment on this)
atalantapendrag	2:26a	Just WOW Concert was epic. Voltaire is a Messenger of Fate. More later. Current Mood: enthralled (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 5th, 2009
beccastareyes	8:37p	Fanfiction.net Meme I stole this from galuxkitty. ( Read more... ) (Comment on this)
Friday, November 6th, 2009
babydraco	2:01p	Seriously, SPN? I know you've been snaking ideas for episodes from the TwoP "Wish" and "Corrupt a Wish" threads for quite some time now but I didn't think you'd start taking ideas from fan vids I look forward to it anyway, because it looks hilarious but I knew I'd seen the concept before somewhere... (Comment on this)
Thursday, November 5th, 2009
vimeslady	6:27a	Can I qualify as a little old lady now? When I was a child, I remember there were women, particularly older women, who had weekly hair appointments. It was like, "I get my hair done on Friday afternoons." Does anyone else remember anyone who did that? The trouble is, I loathe washing my hair. Do not ask me why, because I don't have an answer, but I have always hated shampooing my hair. And I don't have the patience and skill to style it anymore. I usually wear my hair straight and curled under slightly, but when I do it myself, I put a lot of gel on it and scrunch it up with my hands while it is still wet, and it comes out looking very, very curly. It doesn't look bad. In fact, a lot of people have commented that it is cute that way, or think I got a permanent to make it do that. Anyway, I'm off the subject. My hair and scalp are very dry, and I can go a week without shampooing. Jackie will wash and style it for $12 plus tip. So I'm thinking of just having a standing appointment where I see her every week. I'm already seeing her every two to three weeks to get moisturizing treatments. Would that be, like, really weird? I mean, everyone I know these days would think it was too much of an expense, and anyway they wash their hair every day or every other day. Actually, the only person that would have to know is Jackie. So I'm worrying about my hairdresser thinking I'm really weird and lazy. But why should she care - she's making money off me! Current Mood: contemplative (3 Comments |Comment on this)
ajatshatru	7:59a	I'm a mess ... I hope everyone has been well. I was awfully ill last week, and before that things were such that I haven't been able to go properly into lj, ij, jf and dw for a long time. The end result is that my email accounts are a mess and I daren't dnld mails to outlook express till I clean them up online first. I'll be doing that from afternoon today. I feel almost nearly myself today. Almost. Also, I plan to buy the paperback of 'Unseen Academicals' as soon as it is out ! But that's a long way away :( ... Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 4th, 2009
vimeslady	5:30p	I may change my habits. Maybe. For the past month I have been keeping a journal. More of a diary, actually. It makes it much easier to bring my therapist up to date every week, it's someplace to write things I want to remember, and a way to safely pour out my anguish and my joy. Which is what I used to do here. But then I stopped, because so much of what goes through my head is anguish about my girls, and I started feeling really self-conscious about continually sobbing and wailing about the same stuff. So I think I'm going to try coming back here and using this as a journal again. I can cut for ranting or wailing if you don't want to read it. Or if you get annoyed at what I'm saying, you can just stop reading. I can even set Security to Private, but I'd probably only do that if I was making a list of chores or jabbering about my newest activities in Animal Crossing - City Folk. Anyway, that's what I'm thinking about. At the moment, the big news is that Sean is moving out on December 5 into his own apartment. I have very, very mixed feelings about this. Also, I truly hate my new lung doctor. I told her if I stop smoking I'm afraid I'll go back to cutting myself, and she said "That's your choice." Hey, lady, you know how Medicare is footing your bill? Well, I've got Medicare because I am disabled. So, like, I have a serious psychological disorder. You should have been able to figure this out from the list of prescriptions I'm taking. And I did not choose to be like this. Also, I'm not going to give up all my pets. So you should stuff it all up your ass. Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
vimeslady	5:43a	Washington State Referendum No 71 We're winning. OMG, we're winning. It looks like we're going to win, 51% to 49%. And registered same-sex domestic partners, which is as close as we come to gay marriage in Washington State, will have all the rights and responsibilities of married couples . OMG, we have worked so long and so hard. I haven't felt this strongly about anything political since Barack was elected. It's so damn close. King County (Seattle) is approving it strongly, but of course the rural parts of the state, and even Spokane, are against. It might be a little too early to celebrate. But I think we won. Current Mood: hopeful (Comment on this)
atalantapendrag	4:02a	Another "I should be in a better mood" post ( Cut because about being depressed and how it makes me feel ) Happier things! I have decided to apply Discord from the Xenaverse at hogwarts_hocus. I made the journal and some icons (I was shocked at how long it took to find good icon pics!) and was gonna work on the app but then I started feeling shitty. Also, Ben & Jerry's Mission to Marzipan is yummy and fans of almond flavored ice cream should seek it out. Current Mood: sad Current Music: Death Cab for Cutie - I Will Follow You Into The Dark (Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009
spacelogic	10:10p	mannnnn Numbers so far indicate we've lost Maine. Washington looking more promising but too early to tell. My dad came into my room turning the air blue over Maine -- he doesn't swear much, but he was pissed off. Me, I'm just cynical at this point. I switched to Arch, which looks like the right level of minimalism for my main machine -- I'll revisit Gentoo when I've got a vacation to set it up in and/or a shiny new system to break (I want a cheapo computer for playing with, but I feel I shouldn't buy one for a while.) In other news, I'm fed up with casual misogyny in geek circles. Current Mood: depressed (5 Comments |Comment on this)
atalantapendrag	6:11p	Meet Iris! So, as posted, I was distraught when Nanshe's vase broke. And one of my wonderful friends gave me the money for a new vase. And the awesome folks at Hookah-Shisha.com pointed me at another vase that would work. I now have this vase in purple. So I renamed her Iris, for the color and the mythological associations. And Fumari's Mint Chocolate Chill is amazing</a>. Wonderful flavor, smooth, good clouds. No head buzz, but that is what Nakhla is for! I'll have to try more of their flavors. Current Mood: pleased (Comment on this)
lilian_cho	3:12p	Merlin fics wot people should write I'm all caught up with Merlin 2X06 now. Arthur's neatly brushed (combed?) bangs under his crown in 2X06 makes me want nerd!Arthur fics. 1. Sorority Boys -- with Merlin, Arthur and Will. Arthur/Ann clearly must be Adam/Adina, with his complex about his/her fat ass arse >=D Will is the stoner eternal senior who takes crossdressing in stride. Morgana is the nearsighted sorority president, because Katie McGrath wearing glasses IS CANON. Gwen is going to beat Merlin up (or get Lancelot to beat Merlin up) when she realized Merlin had been taking showers with Morgana =O Sir Leon can be the sleazy scumbag loser who roofied Arthur/Ann. Cedric is the guy who stole the fraternity's money and blame Merlin. Uther hitting on Merlin on the yatch = BONUS because he's always thought Arthur's friend isn't quite right in the head. 2. Hors de prix/Priceless -- with Merlin as the golddigger Irene and Arthur as the hotel barman Jean. Merlin mistook Arthur as a millionaire and put the moves on him. Arthur went along with the charade, fell for Merlin, etc. A year later, the two met again at the same hotel. It's Merlin's birthday and he's had a cozy arrangement with Uther for three years now. Uther caught Merlin cheating with Arthur, Merlin threw his lot in with Arthur only to realize that he's the help AHAHAHAHAHA. Merlin moved on to Lancelot (du Lac sr. just croaked, leaving his massive wealth to Lancelot). Arthur wouldn't give up on Merlin and ended up being Lady Helen's boy toy so he can continue going on dates with Merlin. I stopped watching the movie at this point so IDK what happened next, haha. 3. I'm contemplating claiming Bluebeard over at tobreakthespell. But IDK if I'll be motivated to see the fic through, since it's not a happy one =/ For some reason I can't think of any happy fairy tales that match the Merlin fandom =S (that hasn't already been claimed, that is.) Arthur Blackguard--too evocative of WoW and RPGs, Y/N? P.S. Hi! I'm sorta-not-quite back yet! *waves* Hope everyone's doing fine. P.P.S.In other news, my laptop's monitor & graphic card died last Thursday. [ LJ | IJ | DW ] Current Mood: na na na (Comment on this)
atalantapendrag	10:25a	Making myself be brave Yesterday I emailed a Section 8 apartment locator to ask for a list of complexes so I could start researching them. (No reply yet) Earlyish this AM I sent a chatty email to an acquiantance I'd like to be better friends with. A few minutes ago I called Animal Trustees of Austin to see if they had cat muzzles so I could get my super-skittish cat her rabies shot (the guy on the phone said they did). Just now I called Petticoat Fair to see if they have the size and brand bra I wear, and how much they charged for it (they had it, but it'd be marginally cheaper to mailorder it). There go my spoons for a while. And on Thursday I need to explain to my pdoc that I want a medication because it might reduce the sexual side effects of Effexor. JOY. At least I can link him to the study. I need a nap now. Current Mood: exhausted Current Music: Two Gallants - Nothing to You (Re-Mix) (Comment on this)
tigresslilly	8:37a	My mother woke me Up *insert the tears* So yea, I'm a awake but a but grouchy. Both my mom and my dad have very early morning exercise and be at work schedules. I'm glad that they're exercising and not letting their lack of weight loss put them off their diets or exercise routine. I don't mind being vaguely awake and aware of those grumblings when they're moving around. I don't really mind when they call out to talk to me and make me fully awake either but I can't fall back asleep and when they leave I'm just tired and grouchy with nothing to do It's all good, I'll drink tea later and life will pick up. As a side note now that my facebook picture hunt addiction is over and my try to revive the insanejournal has proven it's not enough (can only post so often, sometimes I have nothing to say, not committed enough for a nanowrite, and can only respond to some friends and coms) I am addicted to facebook apps. I've got cafe world, farmville, fish town, and happy fish. I have others that I tried and just didn't make it to the temp addiction phase. So yeah I'm a little lame. Moved around all my icons again. Since I only have about 100 free slots whenever I plan a massive update I delete a few I'm not using and add in the newbies. Sometimes i have more space at the end of the swap around. My fannish icons are getting less and less these days but I think that's because I'm not participating in the fandom as much as I should/thought I would. Need to find some Dollhouse and Fringe groups stat. In other related notes, I've been slowly backdating old journals I never posted because I didn't have internet and journals I wrote by hand.  While going through my Senior high school journal I realized that beyond being pretentious and righteous and a know it all I sometimes had interesting thoughts and connections, but there's a lot of muck to rake through first.   Also thanks to my backdating, all my Wyoming journals are off the first page of my journal.   There's more in between I should type in but I'm stuck at a particularly angsty journal I don't want to write in or look at again maybe ever. C'est la vie.  Finished my application for an educator's liscence.  Hopefully the second set of tests will be worked up and graded soon and I'll have everything I need to start applying for jobs.  It's not an ideal time to hunt but we've all got our crosses to bear on that front.  Minimally tutoring of some sort should be approachable. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
atalantapendrag	12:45a	Before I call it a night My hair is now this color. So doombuggie and I met up tonight for our planned excursion. I was wearing my second-choice outfit for the Voltaire concert (first choice was my Pirate Moon shirt and black jeans). Well, second choice was a black tunic just shy of minidress length, a celtic knotwork belt (black with a silvertone buckle), and black leggings. He was very vocal and vehement in his approval of this outfit. I seldom get this sort of reaction, so I will be wearing this, some little skull barrettes, my Saint Dymphna medal, some actual makeup, and BPAL's Bonfire Night, since it's on Guy Fawkes day. And if I get a chance, I will be giving Voltaire my bottle of Conjure Oils' La Calavera. It was early enough for there to still be traffic so we stopped at Epoch for a round. We ran into Chrissie, which is always nice, and chatted for a bit over our beverages. She praised my outfit too. It's nice to be a regular at a coffeehouse. I hope my new apartment is very close to one, especially if it is Epoch. After our soujourn with...I think we both had IBC root beer, actually? we went to Walmart. As hoped for I found everything I needed except jeans, but I did get a belt so I can hold them up even if they are too big. I had kind of a stress meltdown in Walmart though and wandered around in almost a fugue state for a while. Finally the haze cleared a little and I was able to finish my shopping but I feel really bad for keeping doombuggie waiting so long. Most Walmarts (I think the one near doombuggie's is the only one that doesn't, and that's because they try to make it as little like a Walmart as possible) make me start to get antsy after a while and panicky if I am there too long but I guess wandering around alone with a long shopping list in a moderately crowded Walmart pushed me too far. I still feel tweaky and out of sorts. But I managed to get the stuff I needed and not have a screaming fit or a visible crying jag or anything. I've been teetering on the edge for weeks anyway. It's only my dear friends (and if you are reading this and have even the slightest suspicion I may be addressing you, I am) that have given me enough up moments to keep me from slipping down the drain. Current Mood: drained (Comment on this)

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