Backdated to January 7, 2008
Public Food Today: A pan of homemade fudge in different varieties, covered with foil. Precut and piled together; excellent. Makes removal of pieces difficult to detect and/or count.

I have on a shiny new blue shirt with bits of silver glitterish stuff worked into the fabric weave somehow. I feel like Calydor, in a way - I'm the color of Summer Stars! It's the perfect kind of costume for where I work, *snicker* enough glitz and schmaltz to satisfy even an office worker on the Vegas strip. Or maybe I feel an ABBA dance routine coming on. Anyone have a headband and some leather boots?

I don't usually do that "look what [insert name] got me!" thing on my journal, just because I don't like playing that game. Not that I think anyone around here feels like they have to pay tribute for my attention/affections, but regardless, it feels like I'm hollering "COMPETE OVER ME" no matter how I try to phrase it.

This, however, deserves a note. Much more note than it's gotten previously.

I'm wearing a beautiful necklace that tranquil_ashes brought back from her trip to Italy. I don't know how the girl found something so perfect, but she did. I mean, come on, she nailed the blue-and-orange color scheme, and it's from Italy, omg. This along with the Italy patch that's now gracing my patch jacket and will be photographed and uploaded soon, and the incredible Italia zip-up sweatshirt that almost perfectly matches the one I drew on Tristan here.

Girl, you are incredible. I don't know how you found them, but you are incredible, for thinking of me while you were over there in the middle of your own hard work, and you deserved a huge awed "thank you!" much sooner than you actually got it.

Also, Em, your box came Friday. Tea! Grinning like mad at the paper stars in the mulling ball; for a second I thought the dry rustling was an extra dose of tea. XD Gave me ideas, it did. I could wax poetic about how Courvoisier (I spelled it without looking! Look ma, no dictionary!) is the result of mulling stars in the rich wine of a summer night. Or something. Hee. Haven't gone and looked at your story since it was posted, but already saw you had comments then. How's that coming along?

My brother's birthday is today! I picked up Seasons 1 and 2 of Stargate SG-1 for him, because I wanted eps with either Vala or Carter in them, and either the Vala seasons haven't been released yet or they just weren't there.

Ohgod. "Knight of Fire" just came on my mp3 player. I loaded random music on here via the program that came with the apparatus, and keep finding weird songs that I don't even remember loading on my computer. "Knight of Fire" is Initial D-mislabeled-as-Gundam-Wing that I just can't make myself re-name, because I went through YEARS of early fandom believing it was Gundam Wing. I drew LOTS of wolfies to this song, and probably wrote some atrocious fanfic. Not the one atrociously bad Zechs/Heero one though, that was written to Enigma. Appropriately overtly sexual music for a flowery graphic PWP smutfic that made no canon sense whatsoever? CHECK. I still remember someone - probably trying not to hurt my feelings - telling me that said fic was what romance novels wanted to be when they grew up.

Eee, and the "Here In Your Arms" techno remix that never fails to make me warm and fuzzy and I found it by accident. Limewire Rulez, yo. Very much the antidote to any lingering sadness from watching What Dreams May Come last night. This song is the swelling triumphant ending to a romantic comedy taking place in a rave. Lots of jumping and arm waving and glowing green and pink and yellow and blue. \0\ \0/ /0/

Grah, disappointed with Penny & Aggie at the moment. I don't really blame Giselle - the art is still wonderful and luscious. But meh, T's script is just sucking. Stop TRYING so hard! I get it, really, I do. Penny made a choice that the typical 'teen comic' would NEVER dare to make because it's the kind of thing our mothers tell us not to do. Run off with a boy when we're in high school? Have sex before marriage? Have LOTS of sex before marriage? Have a passionate relationship that we're sure will break our hearts and may even ruin our futures? Make life-changing decisions and risking disastrous mistakes before we're old enough to legally drink? Perish the thought! No really, T, I get it. This is a tough concept to broach, and I'll bet you're twisting your brain to come up with a script that will explore the idea without creating the illusion that the comic creators in any way condone what's going on.

But you're trying too hard. You're trying to maintain the comic's typical sense of humor in a situation that's atypical for this comic and... not really a good place for the usual quota of superwarp expressions and one-line groaners. I applaud you for trying, but all it's doing is making the comic look crass and obnoxious. I sat through that travesty of a filler comic (really, you had the audacity to put your own script to another artist's work that was supposed to function without words?) because of the promise of returning to Penny's storyline. Thank heaven it's still free, or there's no way I'd see this to the end. I'm losing my patience with it in spite of its novelty. PLUS you're a TOTAL COCKTEASE with the gay! WHERE IS MY STAN/JACK, HUH? HUH? YOU are almost a worse cocktease than Your Wings Are Mine. And with YWAM's jillions of shounen-ai character art and little more than a bucket of angst and a handful of exchanged blushes in-comic, that's saying something.

Thanks, I'll go back to my Red String and my Friendly Hostility.