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In other news, I've been kind of off the interwebs for a while, I am going to try and start making a return (maybe with real entries but today it's a meme). Also probably later there will be photospamming. ( stole it from Laurenpuppetpal (again) ) |
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Writing always makes me feel faintly maniacal. I am a mad scientist waiting to happen. Anyway I think I'm going to get back into the sunday stories game, since it's been forever since I did the last one. This is just a tiny update I guess.
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Recently I have been doing 3 things: downloading music, biking around town, and knitting. Yesterday I tried to teach myself to cable, and while I think I've managed it, it definately looks weird. Regardless I want to make a cableknit scarf right now! I found a lot of neat hat patterns too, including a Firefly one that I'm pretty excited about. And! If anyone who needs yarn wants to go in with me on it, I've found a fantastic site called Smiley's that offers insane discounts on yarn (think 1 dollar for a nice sized skein). The yarn's mostly the kind of thing you can get in any craft store, but they have some imports too, and it's! so! cheap! The only problem is that you have to order a minimum of 50$...which means a freaking load of yarn that I am not equipped to deal with. So I was thinking that all my knitting/crocheting friends could combine our yarn orders and maybe come up with 50$ worth? The site is www.smileysyarns.com if you want to take a look, and I guess if you're willing to go in on it with me, leave a comment with what you want to order? And get the money to me...sometime?
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The cake: it was a success. I feel pretty good about it actually, it was a cool gift if I do say so myself. We had my Nana and Grandad over to dinner for Father's day, and everyone seemed to really like it. I probably have mentioned my Nana has some kind of alzheimers/ senility. It kind of got kicked off when Grandad got into that car accident last summer, and though she's gotten a little better, she still speaks very vaguely and acts like a child a lot of the time. It worries me. Grandad is taking care of her admirably but I still hate seeing her this way. I feel like a horrible person for saying this, but she irritates the hell out of me. She's always kind of treated my sister and I as if we were little kids, and she doesn't really have a sense of privacy. That's not part of the memory loss, though, she's always been like that. The problem is that her memory loss has made her petulant, unable to focus on anything but the negative, and childlike herself, and I can barely stand children most of the time...I don't know if this is something I need to be mad at myself for or not. It's unfair to be annoyed with her, I know that, but it's unfair that she had to get this in the first place, especially since my grandpa on my mom's side has Alzheimer's too. Sometimes I wish I were religious so I could be pissed off at god. |
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So tonight I am annoyed with Kristin's touchiness. We went to see Up and I was really pleased with it- it was cute and sweet and I always like a movie with weird main characters. Also the talking dogs were adorable. Anyways she's been bitchy all night for some reason and I know she'll get over it tomorrow (I hope she will at least, I'm baking a cake for my dad and she's supposed to help, it'll be a pain in the ass if she's still being pissy). Other stuff...yesterday was really cool. I bought myself a harmonica so I can stop borrowing my mom's old one. It was cloudy all day and I biked a ridiculous ammount just to get some really good japanese food, in the process I discovered a neat covered pathway behind a golf course. I also saw weird insects (a jumping spider!! and a bee without wings or stripes...). We got dinner at Sahara's, which is a great middle eastern place with amazing hummus, and when we got home I went on another ride. I enjoyed that too but it got sort of spoiled near the end...I was biking by our shitty lake and I saw a boy with three dogs watching a bird that was wounded. I rode by again later and the bird was dead. I couldn't tell whether the dogs had got it or the kid. I'm sure it was the dogs, but being the kind of morbid horrible person I am, I can't discount the other possibility. Stupid right? Someday I'm going to write a coherent post that is of interest to people other than myself and those of you patient enough to read these things. But today is not that day.
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Jury duty: It was kind of weird and involved a lot of waiting, but I didn't really mind. The case we were going to serve on got settled out of court, and I was kind of relieved because it involved domestic violence and I kind of want to bury my head in the sand and not hear people testify about that stuff. Health: For some reason my stomach is trying to do kamikaze and kill me too. I have a doctor's appointment today, I'll ask what's up then I guess. I've got a sneaking feeling it has something to do with the ammount of soda I'm imbibing, but that doesn't make much sense because it's no more or less than I always have. Maybe the aspartame is finally kicking in, and I'm getting embalmed. Harmonica: I got a book on the harmonica...I can't bend notes, it's mystifying. Bending a note means moving your mouth so that you can get two distinct notes out of one hole, you can only do it while breathing in. But apparently I can't do it at all, because I'm moving my tongue all around and dipping it like the illustrations show, and no matter what I do there's no difference in the sound. I wonder if it's a problem with the harmonica rather than me...one of the other notes doesn't work correctly so it's not top quality or anything. Other things: I got a bunch of random books from the library including the aforementioned harmonica book, and a really interesting thing about creating art from found objects. So now of course all I want to do is find metal things and glue them together. Also do any of you remember the movie version of Heidi, not the Shirley Temple one but the other one? I remember that there was this girl in a wheelchair named Clara, and she got jealous of some boy who hung out with Heidi so she tried to kill him or herself or something. There was something super dark in that film, and it's not in the book, and now I need to figure out what happened. I actually checked out the book so I could figure it out, but the book just ends with a stupid chapter about how loving god makes everything work out your way. It was somewhat disappointing. Meme: I stole it from ibiu, source of all that is good and memely.( how many surveys are in this journal anyway? )
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After weeks of bitching because I wasn't able to be in tucson, I finally had the chance to visit. It was lovely but also weird, and I think that I work best with people when I can go home at some point. It's not like I don't love my friends, I just also like being in my own space a lot. Also, I have a doctor's appointment in two days, and I'm kind of glad. My stomach has been fucked up lately...it seems like I'm always either starving or nauseous, there's no in between. Bleh. Hey body, stop giving me shit. What else...NaNo is officially made of fail. I thought that it would totally fuck my self esteem up if I quit, but I seem to be dealing with it okay. I'm not sure if it's bad that I give up so easily or good that I can let myself down without too much hysteria. Probably both? Anyway it's a lost cause and I might start working on the story again, but not for a while. Right now I'm not writing really. I'm sewing and knitting and teaching myself to play the harmonica. You guys, never try to learn the harmonica. It's tricky because you think you understand it at first, because it's not hard to get a tune out of it, but then you try and imitate songs and you learn that it's impossible to play. I can pick out a tune on the piano with a little bit of effort, but it's freaking impossible to play a song on the harmonica without written instruction. And yet I soldier on...maybe part of the problem is that the only songs I have to imitate are by people who are awesome at it, like Bob Dylan and Arlo Guthrie. Speaking of Arlo Guthrie, I was on 4th Ave with Caitlynne before we drove back to phoenix and there were two buskers doing "City of New Orleans", my favorite Arlo Guthrie song. One of them was playing HAR MO NI CA and I was jealous of her skills. This is...a bizarre entry. My mom's on a trip and my sister's at a concert, and I feel like I might not belong anywhere right now, but I don't nessecarily feel bad about it...? I don't know what's up with me today. Maybe extreme ammounts of driving plus spending half the day dying of nausea has fucked with me. I bet it has. Let's end this shit before it gets any more stupid.
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I stole this from ibiu and laurenpuppetpal , now it is mine. Finally, a meme where I don't have to do anything!Copy, fill in and post back to me some how . 1. Your Middle Name: 2. Age: 3. Single or Taken: 4. Favourite Film: 5. Favourite Song or Album: 6. Favourite Band/Artist: 7. Dirty or Clean: 8. Tattoos and/or Piercings: 9. Do we know each other outside of LJ? 10. What's your philosophy on life? 11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty? 12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest? 13. What is your favourite memory of us? 14. What is your favourite guilty pleasure? 15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you: 16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarky) - what are they? 17. Can we get together and make a cake? 18. Which country is your spiritual home? 19. What is your big weakness? 20. Do you think I'm a good person? 21. What was your best/favourite subject at school? 22. Describe your accent: 23. If you could change anything about me, would you? 24. What do you wear to sleep? 25. Trousers or skirts? 26. Cigarettes or alcohol? 27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? (If you have no idea, just say something crazy, it'll entertain me!) 28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
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How are you doing on your NaNo, Jamie? Oh, I am three days behind and I've basically lost interest in the story. Well what are you going to do instead? Finish the sewing project you've left downstairs? Write something else? Do laundry? No, I think I'm going to re-read comic books, shop for fabric for a new sewing project, and watch Battlestar Galactica. Well, as long as you're being productive. And I'm going to do a meme! ..... ( aah, the death of productivity. )
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So I'm nearing the end of my first week of the NaNo, and I'm sure you're all delighted to hear more about THAT. Well, I'm a day behind, despite my best attempts last night at 1 am. I'll make it up at some point but my typing skills have also sadly deteriorated. Seriously, if I wasn't paying attention to typos, this post would be borderline indecipherable. Also all I want to do is play Sims 2 or watch Battlestar Galactica. Which means my transition into full fledged nerdmobile is almost complete! All I have to do is gain an appreciation for programing languages and start using Linux. Oh, and start buying outdated video games and screaming about original segas or something silly. I'm safe from stereotypical nerd-dom, though, because I'm not going back go manga and anime. I got that out of the way in middle school, thank you very much! ANYWAYS. For some reason I'm being so very strange at the moment. I think it has to do with a lethal combination of caffiene, ennui, and lack of sleep. I needed an excuse to say ennui, too. Now to work in defenestration. Have any of you guys read the Seeker books by Terry Goodkind? They are UNBELIEVABLY BAD. My sister and I have a new hobby, and that is making fun of the awful writing, ludicrous plots, and all around idiocy that is this series. At one point the main female, Kahlan, has to fight a chicken that is not a chicken, but actually evil incarnate. The chicken fights her by killing someone, shitting on the corpse, laughing a "soft cackling laugh", and grabbing her hand with its' beak before her husband Richard busts in and kills it. It is unbelievable. And because this post isn't bizarre and disjointed enough, here's a meeeeeme!!! ( oh god it's another eternal meme ) |
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it's weird having a television within easy reach. Even weirder considering I haven't been watching very much TV. I've only turned it on myself once this summer, to watch Battlestar Galactica (which turns out to be a pretty sweet show). The rest of the time I've just walked in as someone else is watching something, and stayed. I'm thinking that if I wind up living by a good video rental place like Casa, I might not need to even own a TV. Anyways. I said that I'd post some NaNo junk at some point, and now seems to be the time. This is the prologue. I tried to keep it as fluid as possible, but any constructive criticism would be sweet. The title is Absences. ( it's like 5 pages in Word, single spaced, so you don't have to read it if you don't want to. )
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The NaNoWriMonster has kicked off in grand style and I'm already ahead by 500 words. However I'm not going to share what I've written because it's not that great. I'm going to fill up my quota for tomorrow and then edit a bit, and hopefully have something sort of presentable by wednesday? ( This meme is so fucking long. Grab it if you don't have anything else to do for an hour. )
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Tomorrow is the start of the NaNoWriMonster as I've dubbed it. I realized today that I don't even have a plot! So today I'm busy as shit doing plotting and finishing up on my characters. I'm tempted to just postpone the whole thing until july but the whole point is for me to quit procrastinating... Thanks to my cursed external hard drive, I've been gradually rebuilding my list of webcomics (which is formidable let me tell you). Thanks to the old list I also rediscovered a comic called Wapsi Square, which is pretty dang good actually. There is some awkward pacing at the beginning that I didn't remember, but it's still well written and gets into dark stuff without being maudlin. the art style is pretty cool too! OK, that was just a brief note of what I'm doing today, back to character profiles. AUGH.
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Today I am going to review Galaxy Quest, which is a movie that holds up really well.I'm also gonna talk about Star Trek (the new one). ( Galaxy Quest ) ( Star Trek (NO SPOILERS HOW DO YA LIKE THAT!) )
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No comic friday today, I am too busy moving (my computer's disconnected). Also I think I'm dying of the plague, at least bodily. My mental faculties remain in order. Not in good order, though, hence my discussion today. I didn't sleep last night (terrible idea which I'm going to suffer for later). Instead I packed and browsed Cracked.com (which is a thrillingly excellent site if you want to know interesting and trivial things) and thought about zombies Just finished re-re-rereading World War Z, by Max Brooks, which remains one of my favorite books and a shining example of everything that zombie fiction should strive for. It's a book about humanity's fight with the zombie menace, told like a Ken Burns style look back on the war. It's very well researched and very well thought out. Max Brooks is a goddamn genius, I'm not even kidding. He's stuck in genre fiction where he'll never get any critical acclaim, but seriously, he's not only an awesome writer, but a kickass strategist as well. I'd love to write a zombie book (or story, or comic) someday. Unfortunately I haven't figured out anything original to say about zombies yet. Back in the real world, I now have to focus my attentions on getting a job. It's time to dust off the resume, meager as it is, and start prostituting myself to local businesses! It's also time to be overdramatic. I don't mind having a job that much. It's actually probably good for me, it'll keep me from having too much unstructured time. But I'd also really like to have a lot of time free to be with friends, especially since Florence is only staying in Phoenix for about a month.
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There is a movie called Zardoz. It is set in the future and it's supposed to be some kind of social commentary, although when I watched it with Andrew and Ian the other day, none of us understood a word of it. I'm pretty sure it's not because it's over our heads, I think it was because it was just a remarkably weird movie that said nothing at all, but very fancily. It's long and confusing and involves a lot of awkward talk about penises. There are some pretty women in it that go topless a bit, though. Also Sean Connery is the star, and he wears a loincloth, a handlebar moustache, and a long-ass braid. He is AWESOME. ( spoilers for Zardoz, but read it anyways, because it's such an awkward movie that I'm not really spoiling anything. ) Watch this movie. Seriously. Watch it with an aspirin handy, but watch it nonetheless. Better yet, watch it drunk or high, because then it might become some kind of religious experience. |
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I don't think I'm going to do a story today, I feel uncreative and the words include "rostrum" and "correlative" so it's kind of a lost cause. This week (starting wednesday) I started drawing little self portraits with the watercolor tool on corel, just to practice. So I decided to put them up here, and there will probably be more in the coming days. ( pseudo-watercolors of me bein' sexy without a shirt on (no seriously!) ) |
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