Lethal Empathy

To do:

get wedding license

finish costuming

print & mail invites (printing tonight)

garden, lots

clean house, lots

get extraneous food stuff (week of)

pick up the pig (day before)

get dog crates for honeymoon travels(?)

cakey things

Done:

tent rental (arriving & being set up day before)

his costuming

my ring (bought, in transit)

pig reservation

honeymoon house/vacation setup

lanterns, torches, pyro-type thingies :D

Cnn.com says Obama & McCain are running pretty much neck&neck, so I figured I'd throw my tiny political weight around here by sharing what NARAL has been freaking out over since McCain got the Republican nomination.

McCain is way, way, way anti-abortion. Like he's voted against letting it be legal in cases of rape & incest. Like he's voted against reproductive health care plans. Like he's voted against choice 115 of 119 times. Like he's not for enabling health care coverage for pregnant women but he's against those same women's access to birth control.

That makes him anti-reproductive rights. This makes him anti-woman.


Honestly, I don't really like Obama either--but in this case I'll certainly back the lesser evil.

So, discount bookstore, right? Books're cheap an' so's almost everything else there. We do get some people who are like "If only this was a dollar cheaper..." but that's cool. Hell, I've done that. XD *waiting for some stuff to get to clearance before I go to buy*

I can't stand this one thing though. We buy books from the public. That's kewl, it's business. But sometimes we get in Advanced Copies or something. I didn't quite know what those were as this big fat, greasy loser walks in with some merchandise and goes "I want to try you out because I have an Ebay account because I'm a special book reviewer and I sell shit for lots of money blah blah and I'm a prick". So I'm like "Alright, gonna be 'bout twenty minutes 'cause I'm already working on something, so go ahead and sit down and enjoy the coffee and AC."

"Nah, I'll just watch. I'm always interested to see what other people have because I'm a big fat prick who loves to be nebby."

(All of his text is summerized or whatever. I generally forgot his main point, I mostly heard "blah" and "I'm a douche".)

Half an hour later, I finally get to him. So the guy who's already been breathing down my neck, watching me do this other buy, starts chatting me up about how all of the stuff he has isn't even published yet (and these are apparently REAL books waiting to be put out to market, not Advanced Copies). He has a few audio books and some kid books alongside of them. I'm getting a bit curious into this as I inquire him how much it costs to be what he is.

"Oh no, they pay me."

"So you get all of these books for free?" He gives a nod and I FINALLY get to do something I've always kinda wanted to do; be a bitch. XD

I give him the biggest fake smile I know and say incredibly perky, "boy, that sure is lucky."

...

Okay, yeah, not THE bitchiest thing to say, but I don't say anything negative to customers, even if they're swearing me up and down. But I continued to talk to him and randomly just started talking about ANNOYING things and taking my sweet time. Mostly because this guy is a fuckin'... fuckin'... bigot or bastard or something. I mean, he reviews shit, get books for free, then sells them. I know that some people will be like "well, yeah, but that's smart, they're GIVING him free books!"

Isn't it illegal though? I don't know, it just left a real nasty taste in my mouth. So when the buy exceeded a certain dollar amount, I had to call a manager. My manager reviewed what I've done and informs the prick what the price is. His response?

"That's an insult, I can make easily four hundred with these in New York!"

Fucker. Then why the hell try a HALF PRICED book store!? Why even be a moron and sell your books at all!? He even told me he sold them to his friends. DX If I got free books, I'd GIVE them to my friends and not be a prick and charge them.

I got to talking to my manager today about it 'cause there was a lady who had a few Advanced Copies of shit and he's like "yes, we will buy them, but you can CHOOSE to pay as little as you want and just pitch them out. And yes. It is illegal."

Now I kinda wish I had buttered up to that fat butterball and gotten his ebay account or something. Turned him in. DX

I think I found the worst sentence in the entire world.

Mysterious, this object drew Erika just as the lustrous eyes of Dracula drew Mina Harker toward her potential doom in a novel that was not likely to be a source for literary allusions suitable to the average formal dinner party in the Garden District but that was in her downloaded repertoire nonetheless.
Dean Koontz--Frankenstein, City of Night

Granted, this was on the first page I opened to, so the book may contain a whopper or six yet. But I showed it to one coworker, who went into shrieking gales of laughter and then demanded I find something worse to show her come Monday.
Likely? Not really. Bah.

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Current objective: get more stuff on etsy, get invitations printed, get red ribbon, and get t00bs addressed.

Must . . . stop . . . playing . . . with ebay . . .


The alternative, though, is to scratch. In the epic battle of me vs. the poison ivy plant, there are no defined winners. Yet. I'm gonna pour bleach on the fucker.

I tried to be semi-scientific about how to fix this mess. Pouring bleach on myself is out of the question, as the one patch is around my eye. Thus far I've found that rubbing alcohol doesn't help, eucalyptus oil doesn't help, window cleaner doesn't help (Hey, I was desperate), and the Burt's Bees soap I have doesn't do much. But in the case of the latter, I may have mixed the bars up and be washing with the face soap.

Thus far, what's worked has been tape, hydrocortizone cream (to an extent), and straight peppermint oil. Peppermint oil + bare skin let alone eye area, though . . . Not my favorite of things, though anyone who's had poison ivy knows that the itching tends to drive you to acts of desperation. I put it on very carefully with a q-tip and didn't cry.

Next possibility: nail polish remover.


I've made close to thirty aluminum maille anklets in the past few days. I'm a little tired of helm weave & my little flower pattern, but I can't quite get full Persian weave to work properly. Still, lots of noisy anklets are gonna make it to etsy sometime (hopefully) soon.

I wuvs my new journal. XD Time to make a Kyon moodset now!

Three am update:

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUGH. I couldn't fall asleep 'til I completed this entirely. *sobbity* So here it is, my super spifftastic, brown-colored, Kyon-mood and Kyon-iconed themed jounral. It is Kyon-tastic. XD

I have lots of fun making banners 'n at. So if anyone wants a banner made, allow me to do it! I shall have fun and you shall have pretty. 'Specially since I kinda went nuts with the new Floral Brush I got. XD I also got some spiffy new tree brushes so huzzah! That shall be easier...

Yeah, yeah. That isn't very artsy just using some brushes to make a background 'n at but I'm tired! That's an excuse, right?? *doesn't know*

The better half turned up at work yesterday to tell me that I'd gotten a package from Singapore addressed to R. Andom. I didn't remember who I knew in that area, or who'd address the package that way. Confusion resulted. I got home later that night (having been assured that the package was neither leaking, smelling, twitching, nor ticking) to find a huge box from lil_monk, complete with a card, weird squishy candy, shiny earrings, and a big nifty oceany vase.

Thanks, lil_monk! That's our first official wedding gift!


(Yesterday was the two months left mark. Oh god! We've gotta get these damned invitations out.)

And this, is just a test to see if that email posting thing is actually working. I doubt it is, but hope springs eternal.