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JournalFen for detective diabeetus.
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| Saturday, October 24th, 2009 |
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Horrible illness for the fail. Horrible illness right when I'd been about to do all the work I'd been procrastinating on: epic fail, self. Epic fail. Seriously, how did you even manage that? |
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| Friday, October 16th, 2009 |
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So. this color or this color? The second one will probably come out super light. Maybe this one instead. HELP ME UNIVERSE YOU'RE MY ONLY HOPE Whatever I get, it'll go on over bleached hair and probably be very finely streaked with whatever blue I have left over from previous encounters. None of the hell-purple, though. I'm inclined more towards the first one, but I do like the idea of a very light purple. I'm just not sure how invested I am in getting this mop of hair to be a nice uniform white-blond first. Thoughts? Suggestions? Why aren't you finishing your work that is due at five? |
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| Thursday, October 15th, 2009 |
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It's a sad state of affairs that I might break out my hard mode FE game in order to be ready for D&D tomorrow. I need to be functional today, as Things Need to Happen and Emails Must Be Sent. (I have spent a lot of time these past weeks telling underclassmen, "I never realized how much time I would spend dealing with my email due to thesis. I used to reply to everything instantly, if applicable. Now I let it pile up and tackle it in hour blocks." OH GOD AND I JUST GOT ANOTHER ONE.) Unfortunately, my caffeine tolerance isn't cooperating with me on this. I need to be less afraid of my email, especially since some of my fear comes from, I think, being slightly ahead of where I am expected to be and ergo being wildly uncertain about what I'm doing these days. In other news, soxhlet extractors! Yaaaay! |
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| Wednesday, October 7th, 2009 |
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( It is very simple. Take a drink every time FFIX is an answer to the question. ) and class in four minutes bye |
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| Thursday, September 3rd, 2009 |
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Recollect, if you will, the shirt that has a werewolf and a unicorn facing off in silhouette against the moon. If you are not a huge nerd like me and cannot recall this image at will, here it is. Note that underneath this fantastic image, it proclaims IT'S ON NOW. Thus I face off against gravity in the epic battle over the position of my whiteboard. IT'S ON NOW. In smalltext notes, I should not be finding Radiant Dawn as hilarious as I am. Also, I should not think that the crazy evil dude who likes to stab random noncombatants to be the most efficient person ever. Okay, maybe I'm biased in that the random noncombatants are Daeins, and they were colossal dicks in the previous game, so I kind of don't so much care when a crazy Begnion dude starts ripping through them. Seriously, man. The fuckers went around making Jill cry right after her father died because they are dicks. Fuckers mess with Jill, fuckers mess with the rest of my party. >:( I also love Micaiah kind of a lot for a random walking McGuffin new character. Her speed is abysmal, but her smartassery is beautiful. If only her common sense was up to snuff. |
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| Thursday, August 20th, 2009 |
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Doing that morning-of-departure thing where I am very busy for about five minutes, reach a standstill, dick around on the internet slowly doing the thing that keeps me at a standstill, rinse, repeat. Currently the 'standstill' is eating the lone string cheese that consists of the entirety of the food in this place. Also, drinking water. I had no game systems or TV available to me last night, and it never really occurred to me to play FE on my computer until I was too tired to do so. Ergo, bad photoshoops.  NO SHAME NONE NONE |
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| Saturday, July 18th, 2009 |
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 It is probably sacrilegious to be this happy about the prowess of video game characters, but. ilu Soren never leave me |
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| Thursday, July 9th, 2009 |
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| May I one day be free from the interdepartmental politics of Reed. | ||||
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| Tuesday, March 17th, 2009 |
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| 2.30 am and I am still not asleep. This happens frequently now, and brings with it an odd clarity. | ||||
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| Tuesday, January 6th, 2009 |
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| EVERYONE RUN AND FLAIL, SOMETHING HAPPENED IN THE ADMINISTRATION OF LJ! BACK UP EVERYTHING! CYBERSQUAT ALL YOUR NAMES! DON'T YOU ALL KNOW THAT LJ IS POWERED BY THE DRAMALLAMA? FEED THAT FUCKING DRAMALLAMA! | ||||
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| Thursday, July 24th, 2008 |
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When work starts out with people standing around cackling at their genius, you know that day will be interesting. Heh heh heh ah ha ha ha ha HA. |
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| Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008 |
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| I WILL STAB THINGS. :D | ||
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| Sunday, February 10th, 2008 |
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TALK TO ME ABOUT PROJECT CHANOLOGY YOUR LOCAL INTARWEBS GOSSIP NEEDS MOAR. |
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| Sunday, August 5th, 2007 |
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Fake LJ-user tag generator. How to get LJ-sec to repost. |
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| Tuesday, July 24th, 2007 |
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Miskatonic University makes me want to gnaw on my own arm because it smells like delicious things. Someone please take me out behind a shed and shoot me. |
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| Saturday, July 21st, 2007 |
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The Potterdammerung Introduction and Salutation 1 The revelation of Harry Potter, which JKR gave to him to show to his servants what must soon take place; and he made it known by sending his astral body to the intarweb,2 who bore witness to the word of JKR and to the testimony of Harry Potter, even to all that he saw.3 Blessed is the wanka who reads aloud the word of the Deathly Hallows, and blessed are those who download it, and those who keep what is written herein even though they have been mercilessly spoiled; for the time is near. 4 Fandom Wank to the Internets, that are in their seven Intertubes: Splooge to you and wank from she who is and who was and who is to come if Scholastic has anything to say about it, and from the seven books that are before her throne,5 and from Harry Potter the Boy Who Lived, the firstborn of tragically dead parents, and Sex God of the Internets. To him who loves us on the astral plane, no really, and has freed us from our sins by his CAPSLOCK6 and made us a fandom, wankas to his Author and Creator, to him be fapping and wankstorms to end all wankstorms for ever and ever. Google.7 Behold, he is coming with the books, and every eye will see him, every one who read him, and all tribes of the earth will wail on account of him. Even so. Google. 8 "I am the Prologue and the Epilogue" says JKR, who is and who was and who is to come if Scholastic has anything to say about it, the Author. A Vision of Harry 9 I Fandom Wank your sibling, who share with you in Harry Potter the shipping and the fandom and the patient endurance between book releases, was on the island called Barnes & Noble on account of the word of JKR and the testimony of Harry Potter.10 I was on the astral plane on the release date, and I heard behind me a loud voice like a glockenspiel11 saying, "Blog what you see on LiveJournal and send it to the seven Intertubes, to Fandom Wank and to the Cornfield and to Portkey and to Youtube and to its_a_fake and to spoil_me_dh and to cat_macros." 12 Then I turned to see the voice that was speaking to me, and on turning I saw seven golden Snitches,13 and in the midst of the Snitches one like a son of James Potter, clothed with a long robe and a Hogwarts uniform; 14 his head and his hair were dark like the darkness of my soul; his eyes were like the green of Snape's potion for Lily, 15 his feet were like well-polished leather, like the leather his pants ought to have been, and his voice was the sound of a panty-immolating English accent; 16 in his right hand he held seven wands that were not phallic symbolism at all, from his mouth issued the sword of Godric Gryffindor, and his face was like the partly-cloudy skies with a 70% chance of rain later on tonight. 17 When I saw him, I fell at his feet as though ded of coke. But he laid his right hand upon me, saying, "Fear not, I am the first and the last book,18 and the Boy Who Lived; I died, and behold I am alive on the Internets forevermore, and I have the keys of fanfiction and LiveJournal.19 Now write what you see, what is and what is to take place hereafter.20 As for the mystery of the seven wands which you saw in my right hand, and the seven golden Snitches, the seven wands are the BNFs of the seven Intertubes and the seven Snitches are the seven Intertubes. The Message to Fandom 2 "To the BNFs of Fandom write: "The word of him who holds the seven wands in his right hand, who flies among the seven golden Snitches. 2 " 'I know your wank, your fanficcing and your patient endurance, and how you cannot bear rival shippers but have tested those who call themselves fans but are not, and found them to be false;3 I know you are enduring patiently in midnight release lines and bearing up for my name's sake, and you have not grown chafed. 4But I have this against you, that you have abandoned the love you had at first. 5Remember then from what you have fallen, repent and fic the fics you did at first. If not, I will come to you and remove your Snitch from its place in a totally non-sexual way, no really, unless you repent or say the safeword. 6Yet this you have, you hate the works of The Doctor Who Killed Snarry, which I also hate. 7He who has an eye, let him speedread what the anonymice say to the Intertubes. To the ship who conquers I will grant to eat of the tree of canon, which is in the paradise of JKR.' ... The Book and the Owl 5 And I saw in the right hand of him who was seated on the throne, a box written within and on the back, sealed with seven bits of packing tape;2 and I saw a strong bookstore worker proclaiming with a loud voice, "Who is worthy to open the box and cut its packing tape?"3 And no one in the astral plane or in Barnes & Noble or on the Intertubes was able to cut the packing tape and look into the box,4 and I wept much that no one was found worthy to open the box or to look into the books.5 Then one of the bookstore workers said to me, "Weep not; lo, the Gryffindor of the tribe of Hogwarts, the Seed of James, has conquered, so that he can open the box with its seven bits of packing tape." 6And between the throne and the four living fen and the bookstore workers, I saw an Owl standing, as though it had been slain, with seven horns and seven eyes, which are the seven books of JKR sent out into all the earth;7 and she went and took the box from the right hand of him who was seated on the throne with a friendly nip at his finger.8 And when she had taken the box, the four living fen and the twenty-four bookstore workers fell down before the Owl, each holding a klezmer, and with golden bowls full of owl treats, which are the prayers of the BNFs;9 and they sang a new song, saying, "Worthy art thou to take the box and cut its bits of packing tape, for thou art not under 18 and will not steal my cosplay prize from me by virtue of being young and adorable and so are a true fan from every site and fic repository and ship and internet, 10 and hast made the fen a fandom and BNFs of our Overlord JKR, and they shall reign on earth." 11 Then I looked, and I heard around the throne and the living fen and the bookstore workers the fapping of many wankers, numbering myriads of myriads and thousands of thousands,12 saying with a loud voice, "Worthy is the Owl who was slain, to receive power and wealth and teenage wisdom and might and honor and glory and blessing!"13 And I heard every fan in the astral plane and in Barnes & Noble and on the Internet, and all therein, saying, "To him who sits upon the throne and to the Owl be blessing and honor and glory and might forever and ever!" 14And the four fen said, "Google!" and the bookstore workers fell down and worshiped. |
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| Wednesday, July 18th, 2007 |
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| Not that it matters, since I have my sweet sweet FF7, but LJ IS DOWN AGAIN GODDAMNIT. | ||||||||
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| Wednesday, July 11th, 2007 |
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There's a voice that keeps on calling me. Down the road, that's where I'll always be. Every stop I make, I make a new friend. Can't stay for long, just turn around and I'm gone again. Maybe tomorrow, I'll want to settle down, Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on. One for all and all for one, Muskehounds are always ready. One for all and all for one, helping everybody. One for all and all for one, it's a pretty story. Sharing everything with fun, that's the way to be. One for all and all for one, Muskehounds are always ready. One for all and all for one, helping everybody. One for all and all for one, can sound pretty corny. If you've got a problem chum, think how it could be. Ten years ago a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem and no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire the A-team. Malevole is awesome. Hosnap it's four AM. |
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Verani omnibus e meis amicis antistans mihi milibus trecentis. uenistine domum ad tuos penates. fratresque unanimos. anumque matrem. uenisti. o mihi nuntii beati. uisam te incolumem audiamque Hiberum narrantem loca facta nationes ut mos est tuus. applicansque collum iucundum os oculosque suauiabor. o quantum est hominum beatiorum. quid me laetius est beatiusue. This is me. |
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JournalFen for detective diabeetus.
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