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| Monday, November 23rd, 2009 | ||||||||
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moonjaguar |
11:32a | Shake it for me, Julia! I couldn't sleep last night so I was up ninnying around with Avidemux and Gnome Subtitles. Linux video editing options are slim and not real reliabubble. I just Buffalaxed (mondegreen, soramimi, homophonically translated) the "Oh My God" song from ep. 2 of Winter Sonata (Anime Incarnation). No spoilers whatsoever, just me being lame and silly. Everybody dance! Kam sa hamida for watching. (and I'm such a fucktard I screwed up the embed. duh.) Current Mood: ditzy | ||||||
| Saturday, November 21st, 2009 | ||||||||
|
notjo |
2:36a | Oodles of Ood I watched Doctor Who: Waters of Mars! Behind the cut is my summary of the episode, my reactions to "next time on Doctor Who", and my random theory on what will happen next series, based only on having seen photos of Eleven and his companion. ( Cut cut cut cut cut! ) | ||||||
| Friday, November 20th, 2009 | ||||||||
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aurussteelsword |
1:18a | And while we're on the subject of 1960s television Everyone needs to know how much I love The Man from UNCLE. This is one of my favorite episodes, and not just because it's got William Shatner and Leonard Nimoy, pre-Trek, playing off each other and the main cast MAGICALLY. Also, Illya, I love you. I love you so much. (In more real-life news: I saw KISS on Sunday, and went to a car show twice last week, and dropped my laptop on the floor. ;_; But it was saved by science. NaNoWriMo has been, well, an interesting experience so far. I start work in a little under two weeks. That's more or less it.) | ||||||
| Thursday, November 19th, 2009 | ||||||||
|
ajatshatru |
2:23p | 'I'm so depressed' ... ... The bad part of being depressed - for me, that is - is that when those words - 'I'm so depressed !' - are in my mind, I actually hear them in my head as they are said by Marvin - voiced by Alan Rickman --- which makes me burst out into giggles. There is something hugely wrong with this scenario ... ... Current Mood: I'm so depressed | ||||||
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also_not_a_pipe |
5:01a | I don't have much to talk about lately. Everything I have to say seems either trivial1, interesting only to me 2, or both3. I remember seeing a meme a while ago where the question was something to the effect of "Hey, we sure don't know each other as well as the Internet makes us think we do. If there's anything you've been wondering about me, feel free to ask." I'd been going to post that one, but I can't find it now. So, hey, we sure don't know each other as well as the Internet makes us think we do. If there's anything you've been wondering about me, feel free to ask. 1 I get to work twelve hours next week! I'd have got to work fourteen hours this week, but I had to wait around to let some inspectors into the house of a neighbor who had to move back to Mississippi and is trying to sell her house today. I honestly don't mean that in any kind of snide way. I really like my job, I just don't get hours anymore. When some librarians retired this summer, the system replaced them each with two part-time staff. I was stupid and didn't apply because I wasn't sure I'd make enough to cover driving out to Xenia twice as much, and I was pretty sure I was about to get a full-time job out on the east coast. So now they're all covered and only need a sub a day or two a month. My choice this week is to cancel Rhapsody or go to a couple of NaNo write-ins. The Panera near me is hiring and I can't say I'm not tempted. 2 I did the math and I'm nineteen thousand words behind schedule for NaNo. Yeah, I'm not recovering that. I can't type quickly on the AlphaSmart--I did 579 words in ten minutes on Write or Die using the desktop downstairs the other night, which is on the slightly high end of what I can do in an hour on the AlphaSmart--and my laptop is out being fixed. Partly I'm stuck around 12K because I have to do something I really don't want to do to a character and so I'm avoiding it. I borrowed him from from the bad high school writing from which I scavenged my NaNo idea, and he wasn't native even to that story. He goes back to the very first story I wrote for a creative writing class, where his name was Adrian Blackburn and he was a Gary Stu so good-natured and sweet that he'd hurt your teeth. I feel kind of bad abut all the things I'm putting Adrian through, because he is a nice guy, and he's not really in a position to defend or help himself until about halfway through the story. He's one of the characters who keeps hanging around in my head, so I keep using him. This is about the third story in a row where I just kick the crap out of him (fourth, if you count the old free-form RP character I played in the White Wolf-based rooms on AOL). Because I was raised Irish Catholic, I feel guilty about that. Also I've been giving myself nightmares. The story I'm working on is a combination of ideas that I scavenged from really bad old stories I wrote when I was in late high school and early college. One of the ideas I kept was of a world populated by characters who were the embodiment of trope characters--the Wise Woman, the Charming Rogue, those sorts of things--and have powers of a sort based on their tropes. So far the most active villain in this story is a beast that's the affable-but-vicious pair of villains like Croup and Vandemar or the "hands of blue" guys from "Firefly." It calls itself the Dyad. I've been playing in the "rate the above poster's excerpt" threads on the boards a lot lately. I haven't planned it, but my last few excerpts have been scenes involving the Dyad (this is the one I'm using now) and generally what people have to say about my excerpt is "oh my God, that thing's horrible! Oh, and also your writing's pretty good for NaNo." I don't remember exactly what I dreamed last night, but I know that the Dyad was there, and it was horrible. I had to get up and put on some lights and futz around on the Internet for a while, it freaked me out that badly. When I went back to sleep, I had another really vivid dream about my other story that scared me awake. When I stall out on my official NaNo story, I write Charlie and Nicholas fluff, so they are still loud in my head. The story I started for NaNo 2006 and have never been able to write looks like it runs to two books. For a while I was thinking of killing Charlie off near the end of the second one because I just didn't see any way that he'd make it through. Then I decided that the reason in-story wasn't good enough to justify that, it would probably come out as one of those things that make the reader throw the book across the room. I still have no idea how the story actually ends. I don't remember exactly how this dream began, but it involved Nicholas discovering that his Charlie had been murdered, shot through the back so that his heart and chest were gone. The two of them had been fighting about something and hadn't talked in a few days. Nicholas already had a bad feeling because he couldn't get hold of Charlie, and he was absolutely devastated. Then the frame of the dream switched, and instead of just watching this all from some removed third-person perspective, I was Nicholas in the dream and I think the horror and grief and helplessness he was feeling was what woke me up. Yeah, I had to fool around on the computer a little while after that one too. Nicholas has always been really close to me. Charlie's dashing and boisterous and charming (even I'm charmed by him), but Nicholas is the one in whom I see a lot of myself. His voice is easier for me to write than Charlie's. I... don't know how I came to be that wired into him, though. What's weirder is that last night wasn't the first time Nicholas has showed up in my subconscious; the first time I saw "The Talented Mr. Ripley," he turned up that night to tell me how much the movie upset him. And I don't think I'm going to do any better tonight because I just spent about twenty minutes looking up clips from movies like "An American Werewolf in London" and "The Howling" for a post I started to write and decided I ought to do some other time (like when it's light out), then I YouTube-wandered into some parts of "The Shining" and now I'm kind of spooked out. Also my second order from Adagio came today and I tried all of them, so now I'm all caffeinated to hell and back. 3Jack the cat is my shadow lately. When he thinks I've stayed up too late, he tries to lead me to bed. When I kept getting up last night, he didn't like that at all. There's a step stool sitting next to the computer desk for some reason. Every now and then he'd put his paw on my knee and when I glanced over, there he would be sitting on the stool and glaring at me like a little schoolmarm. And if I didn't get the picture and go back to bed, he would dig his claws in and scold me. Current Mood: restless Current Music: Urinetown Original Cast - Follow Your Heart | ||||||
| Wednesday, November 18th, 2009 | ||||||||
|
undomielregina |
2:52a | *g* So the Onion AV Club has a thread discussing Twilight, the movie. I'm in the comments cheerfully breaking brains with Breaking Dawn spoilers. I'm also giggling maniacally because this is so much fun, you have no idea. There are few things I love as much as the BSOD expressions and incoherent comments people get after you start explaining the crazier bits of Twilight. This entry was originally posted at Dreamwidth. There are Current Mood: manic | ||||||
| Tuesday, November 17th, 2009 | ||||||||
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risha |
10:41p | "Ride me like a throbbing fish." a.k.a. "Wait, Warren Ellis said that?" Take a gander. (Courtesy  weepingcock.)This entry was originally posted at http://risha.dreamwidth.org/5830.html. | ||||||
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persona |
3:26p | so weak and powerless over you So apparently some people are in an uproar over President Obama bowing to Emperor Akihito of Japan. Even Miss Manners oh-so-smugly weighs in (not that she's usually relevant to today's world). I fail to see the grave offense; first of all, it is Japan. Everyone bows. Yes, the President isn't just anyone, but it's roughly equivalent to a handshake, and I for one feel that he shouldn't be below him to put forth polite gestures such as it. Second of all, he is the Emperor. Give me a break. Would such uproar take place were Obama to genuflect before the pope? If one wants to criticise him, I suppose one could correct his form, which was rather awkward. But the simpering about how it either shows weakness or is just Not Done smacks of cultural imperialism, lingering insecurity, and stereotypical US-American arrogance. Current Mood: *thud* Current Music: A Perfect Circle - Weak and Powerless | ||||||
|
quartz |
2:53p | Same friend, different (no)context. V says: Okay, there's now NO EXCUSE for you not to buy AaaaaAAaaaAAAaaAAAAaAAAAA!!!. Steam has it on a 50% off special right now! Only $7.50! Mel says: Has what? V says: AaaaaAAaaaAAAaaAAAAaAAAAA!!! V says: 's a game. V says: Yes, that's really its name. We throw you off a building and you get points for it. Mel says: What's its name again? V says: AaaaaAAaaaAAAaaAAAAaAAAAA!!! Mel says: I'm impressed. Either you c/ped that name, or you're a damn good typer V says: Damn good typoer. Mel says: .... V says: ... well that's an ironic typo. | ||||||
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risha |
10:32a | LL Cool J - did I just hear you correctly? NCIS:Gay strikes again. Seriously, they have to be messing with us at this point. Seriously. From roughly 8:00 to 8:10: This entry was originally posted at http://risha.dreamwidth.org/5551.html. | ||||||
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undomielregina |
6:05a | 'Tis the Season Well, not quite yet, thank God. But I did just cave and buy three new Christmas albums, so that they'll be waiting for me on the 27th when I can break out the music again. I've got the Colbert album which, having heard all the tracks on last year's special, I can safely say will probably become one of the standards in my repertoire. It's funny, the music is pretty good, it's surprisingly true to the season, what's not to like. Besides, if Weird Al's album makes the cut (okay, it doesn't anymore, so I need something goofy to replace it) this should. I'm testing Tori Amos's album. I'm really, really not sold by the clips on iTunes, but I'm giving it the benefit of the doubt, which is part of a longstanding tradition of buying Christmas albums that turn out to suck. (Not my tradition, my mother's.) These are then sold to a local record store for a pittance at the end of the season. In this case with digital downloads, I guess I'll just have to delete it and eat the loss entirely. And then there's Gold and Green, by a country duo called Sugarland. I have a not-so-secret addiction to country music, they NY Times liked it, and if there's any music well suited to country style, it's Christmas songs. I have high hopes. I did stay away from the Dylan album, though. Some things are too weird even for me. Before I can listen to these, though, I have to finish a week of classes and survive (*shudder*) my first Thanskgiving with a family other than the one I was born into. I like D's family, but I'm frankly terrified. Also, I have to bake cookies, since D and I agree that there's no way in hell I'm showing up without a dish prepared. I'll make my great-grandmother's molasses ginger cookies, and if those fail I guess I'll have to turn to the chocolate bourbon bundt cake, which is awesome stuff. The truth is, I love the holiday season, and I can't wait for Thanksgiving to kick it off, even if I'll be missing a lot of it this year. My parents decided that Christmas in Peru is a good idea, so we'll be there starting December 20th. Oh well, that'll be awesome anyway :D And I'll still get in plenty of baking, I hope. I want to make bourbon balls this year. Those are the best and they keep like gangbusters. Also, that bundt cake. I have a slight addiction to chocolate+bourbon. And snowflakes (basic Christmas cookies with a little flavoring in the dough and a light sugar glaze with lots more flavor in that. I like them in lemon and almond.) And maybe Linzer cookies again. Those were fantastic the year I did them. *sigh* All of these are happy thoughts. This entry was originally posted at Dreamwidth. There are Current Mood: bouncy | ||||||
| Monday, November 16th, 2009 | ||||||||
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staroverthebay |
5:23p | because this article is worth saving... ( Palin Onstage, Still Moving Off Message ) | ||||||
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the_seventh_l |
6:19p | LJ-cross post icon post of yay ♥ x17 Axis Powers Hetalia x14 Gensomaden Saiyuki x10 Doctor Who (Sixth Doctor) x10 Umineko no Naku Koro ni rules: [x]comment if you like them please :) [x]comment/credit if taking [x]no hotlinking or editing icons w/o text preview:
see them here at ![[info]](http://www.journalfen.net/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} kept_unspoken | ||||||
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the_seventh_l |
2:55p | obligatory DW rant here Apparently, because a desperate and grief-stricken Rose absorbed the Time Vortex and saved the Doctor's life only for him to suck it out her & regenerate, that the remnant power of the Vortex has been slowly turning him mad, as we saw in Waters of Mars. Okay! Sweet theory, must admit. Oh, did I mention IT'S ALL ROSE'S FAULT? Cause she made him regenerate and she "selfishly" took the Vortex in her (because fuck, in her severely emotional state, she couldn't remember anything from Boom Town -- HOW DARE SHE HAS FEELINGS FOR HER BEST FRIEND/GIRLCRUSH ARRRGH) and if Rose was still around after Doomsday, she would have just fucked him up even more and egged him on to be a lonely god of emoness. I LOOK FOR LOGIC; I FIND NONE. I FIND NOOOOOOONE. ;______; FAN THEORY I JUST MADE UP GUYS REALLY: The Ninth Doctor takes the Vortex energy out of Rose to SAVE HER LIFE and accidentally sees everything, including the break of the time lock surrounding the War by the Master and the ~triumphant return~ of Gallifrey. When he regenerates, he forgets, but the closer he comes to the event horizon when everything will change (SUP "END OF TIME") his mind slowly turns against him to keep him from remembering. Thus, the madness and arrogance and Lonely God shtick we've been seeing, the constant reinforcing of I'M SO ALOOOOONE AND THE ONLY TIME LORD ;_____; ---- so he never remembers that Gallifrey is coming back, until it becomes impossible to hold back and that ---- swush. (Swush?) Gallifrey comes back, the Time War is broken out of his lock, insert some crap with Daleks, and by the end the Doctor is no longer alone and also looks like that one chap from Party Animals. SWUSH! REGENERATE! Yeah? Current Mood: *thud* | ||||||
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quartz |
11:59a | My brain won't cooperate and concentrate on work or writing, so in lieu of anything meaningful here's an out of context IM quote from one of my friends. "I still had my underwear on, and by extension, my dignity." | ||||||
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also_not_a_pipe |
3:08a | Ha ha. I just cracked Also. I don't know whether it's the remains of Tropical Storm Screwed Up Hormones moving through, but all I'm of a mood to write right now is PWP. Even though I typically get really self-conscious and embarrassed when I'm called on to write smut so that I give up a page or two into it and there's really, really no place for a sex scene where I am in any of the stories I'm working on right now. The only real +1s of this week are that I found a fantastic little coffee house in the cutest town I've ever seen while I was scoping out options for northern write-ins, and now I can look down without feeling like I'm going to puke and/or pass out any moment. (two weeks of that good fucking hell) However, I did write this while I was at the fantastic little coffee house, which I like pretty well for raw NaNo draft. Current Mood: *siiigh* Current Music: The Arrogant Worms - Celine Dion | ||||||
| Sunday, November 15th, 2009 | ||||||||
|
wankaholic |
1:34a | I'm officially 22 now. My birthday is today (the 15th). Weird. I always thought I'd be married to Brian by this point, living somewhere in the PNW. Now I'm planning on moving to the PNW within the next year, hopefully, and if I do get married to anyone I'm talking to now, it'll be (obviously) Zed. I've actually talked about it with him. Not in a, "we are TOTALLY getting married" way, but in a, "What's your ideal wedding?" way. We have a lot of the same ideas re: what we want out of a wedding, so I guess if things pan out and I end up getting married to him, that'll be all right. Though he disagrees with me on one point: he doesn't want to get married in jeans and a t-shirt. "If I get married to you, the wedding is my chance to show you off to everyone! I'm going to dress up, and I want you to, too." Made him promise that he would help pick the dress out, at least. He seemed thrilled at the idea. I think this one might be a keeper. Too soon to tell, but. We shall see. | ||||||
| Saturday, November 14th, 2009 | ||||||||
|
persona |
9:29p | I'm more than you could ask for and none of what you need In the USA, there is a ban that was enacted this year on the production by companies, import, or sale of flavoured cigarettes. This includes components for rolling one's own, as well: filters, rolling papers, and tobacco meant for use in roll-your-own cigarettes. However, this does not appear to apply to loose pipe tobacco which is sold as such. What else can pipe tobacco be used for? One guess. Supposedly, the aim is to prevent teenagers from smoking. Oddly, I've never met anyone who started up on flavoured cigarettes that weren't menthol - which isn't banned. Whether or not it's particularly effective is up for debate; at least, I've yet to find an actual citation for surveys indicating that teenagers begin to smoke on flavoured cigarettes. Unless by flavour they do mean menthol, which is popular, perhaps for its numbing effect. This doesn't effect the legality of hookah shisha, either. Hookah being wildly popular among college students and younger people in general (and carding being ridiculously lax at any hookah bar I've ever visited, in and out of Chicago, although those could be exceptions), I wonder when it will it will be the next target? The prohibition feels somewhat toothless, given the menthol exception, and the possibility of an individual's ability to still wiggle past the law (as far as I can tell, it's not illegal to make flavoured cigarettes for one's own use; there's nothing keeping individuals from making their own mixes, nor flavouring tobacco themselves). I'll be curious to see if it has any real effect on smoking among teenagers. While the plural of anecdote is obviously not anecdata, I suspect from my experience that it won't. I'd like to see the numbers, a few years from now. Current Mood: Nosy Current Music: KMFDM - Stare at the Sun | ||||||
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risha |
9:49p | Oh yeah, almost forgot. I have an AO3/OTW invite if anyone wants one. This entry was originally posted at http://risha.dreamwidth.org/5330.html. | ||||||
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persona |
2:34p | never had it crossed my mind that one so young would come to find a power greater than my own Google Reader picks of the past week or so (a probably non-reoccurring feature; I just have a large build-up of starred articles, right now): - Via Sex Crimes: Is Carrie Prejean A Sex Offender? Part of me feels this shouldn't be in the public eye quite so much. This is an interesting discussion, however. - Via Sociological Images: The Klondike Bar: Now For Dudes Only Obvious sexism aside, why on Earth would an advertising campaign limit its aims like this? - Via The Die Line: Before and After: Royalty [perfume] I do enjoy packaging and advertising, though. This is very stylish. - Via Japan Probe: Has international media coverage of Hawker murder peddled an ugly strand of uninformed stereotyping? Answer: I'm rather inclined towards yes, in this case; also, don't read the comments. - Via Jezebel: Are Gay Stereotypes Keeping us From Making Progress? Answer: Umn... Obviously. - Via Feministe: Chris Surette: Worst Person in the World? [possible triggers] Even our paper isn't this bad. - Via Jezebel: Rapists Admit Repeated Crimes [possible triggers] My skin crawls. - Via Picture is Unrelated: Rubber Ducky Overload I want it. - Via Sociological Images: Facebook Needs to Know No it doesn't. Current Mood: Catty Current Music: The Birthday Massacre - The Dream | ||||||
| Thursday, November 12th, 2009 | ||||||||
|
quartz |
2:23p | How is this possible? Cost cutting! *shivers* When I am ruler of the world I shall mandate double paned windows in all office buildings. I shall also mandate that all heating/cooling/ventilation shafts must run through the inside/center of the building, not next to the temperature conducting outer concrete/stone/metal walls, and that they shall be well insulated to keep the air inside them at the same temperature it is when it leaves the heating/cooling units. Also, the little Alerton buttons in each suite would actually work and cause the ventilation systems to ramp up and pump more air like they're supposed to. If you haven't guessed yet I'm cold. It is so cold in here I have goosebumps constantly and the occasional bout of shivering. My fingernails are a really pretty blueish purple that compliments the pink fleece jacket I'm bundled up in and I could hire my fingers and nose out as living ice cubes. It is actually warmer outside in the sun (ambient air temp there is only 48 or so, but the radient heat makes it feel much warmer) than it is in here at my desk. The door to the server office is open to flush some of its heat out into the rest of the area, but it's not helping much. Send blankets and hot cocoa! Current Mood:  Eskimo! | ||||||
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risha |
10:46a | Random shit Panera's new macaroni and cheese is obscenely good. According to the lady at the front counter, they've sold out of it every day since it was introduced last Thursday. (Oddly, I didn't see it listed on the main site. Is New Jersey a test market for it, maybe?) This is hypnotic. I especially enjoyed playing with the plant, fire, and concrete settings. I knew going in that it would be tough to find a rental that will take six pets. It's still a depressing process, though, and I'm feeling poor today which doesn't help. I love that LabCorp lets you make online appointments now. The waiting room has gone from "always packed" to "usually pretty empty". I need a baby so that I can dress them in this coat. And EXPLODE FROM THE ADORABLE. This entry was originally posted at http://risha.dreamwidth.org/5001.html. | ||||||
| Wednesday, November 11th, 2009 | ||||||||
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deliciouschaos |
10:30a | ways in which I am boring, or, a paradigm shift from the last post First, I put a question to you all: are FFIX and Path of Radiance delightful games because they are all that is good, right, and distilled of their respective series, or did the designers lace their games with crack? You decide. Second, thanks, asshole. I don't know if you know this -- in fact, I'm certain that you don't -- but all-female musical groups aren't always treated very nicely in the musical world. I must admit, though, that in my time in said all-female musical groups, I'd never seen that brand of asshattery aimed at us. In conclusion, try this out. All right, incoherent anger concluded. Next, ( some gloating. ) Other not-very-interesting notes: the NMR machine appears to be obstructed by the installation of an air conditioner, which is not good for me and my need to have a spectrum by 1.10 pm, and making a solution of sodium borohydride is turning out to be a lot more um interesting than I thought it would be. Current Music: Parade -- Susumu Hirasawa | ||||||
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aurussteelsword |
12:21a | I am not a number, I am a free man! Free streaming episodes of The Prisoner, on AMC's website. My gods, this show is awesome. I'm completely hooked. Why are 1960s spy shows so cool? Current Mood: Needy-like | ||||||
| Monday, November 9th, 2009 | ||||||||
|
also_not_a_pipe |
8:48p | My laptop is being fixed. Which means that I'm using the MacBook Mom loaned me. Nice enough machine, except that I don't have any of my Firefox addons. I never thought that I would miss Killfile so much. I mean, for shit's sake, am I missing something here? Current Mood: *facepalm* | ||||||
