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November 9th, 2009
November 8th, 2009
haikuninja
 | 06:39 am - (Not) Sleeping Adventures
I just cannot make my body fall asleep when it doesn't feel like it. My body likes to be wide awake at night and it'll be damned if anyone will make it do otherwise. It's just been that way as long as I can remember. And now when I kinda sorta want to be awake, I'm starting to get sleepy again. Fun times!
In stressy stressed out stressful news:
I'M STRESSING OUT! Moving and packing and a doctor's appointment and not being able to get any drawing done and ughhh that's not even counting all the usual stuff I'm stressed over all the time anyway D:
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November 7th, 2009
November 6th, 2009
lukadia
 | 11:44 pm - Emilie Autumn and A Cold
I am being kicked around by a badass cold. Hooray for immune-system suppressing medication!
Last night, my new housemates and I went to see Emilie Autumn in MPLS. I had never heard of them and my first exposure was the concert. And what a concert it was! If you don't know what the show is like, just imagine five violently insane corseted pirate lesbians throwing a gothic lolita tea party in a Victorian bordello. Add liberal doses of harpsichord, plastic cutlass fights, and lots and lots of girl on girl action. Back it all with ear-shattering industrial/electronic music. Results: AWESOME.
I was quite impressed by the whole thing. It was campy and hilarious and the music was unusual and good. I was horrified whenever the madwomen started spitting giant clouds of tea into the audience, but the folks who were up front seemed to expect and love it, so I ducked behind a large tall man for shelter and soaked up the experience in a more comfortable, purely metaphorical sense.
HOT. Catch them live, seriously, they're great.
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superhappy
 | 02:53 pm - Hnnng
In that one Belle Starr post I screwed up the format of the coolest page in the set, so here it is again.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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quenbolyn
 | 01:27 pm - This post exists because I am bad with money. Bad, Quenby! Bad!
First off, thanks for supporting my decision NOT to attempt NaNo this year. I really wanted to, but there's just not enough free time right now. (Which then could lead into a post about how bad I feel for neglecting my writing for so long, which then leads to the typical thoughts of "But you're a crappy writer anyway!". And then I end up having arguments with myself in my head, and it's a bit too Crazy Lady at that point for it to ever be viewed by the public.)
Anywhoozy, I went back to work this week. My schedule has been condensed down to four days, Monday - Thursday, and only a few hours in the afternoon/evening of each day. It feels strange, being a "working mom"*, but I've got good parents and in-laws who will just about bust down the door for the opportunity to babysit their grandbaby, so it's all good.
Which means that any updating I do here will most likely be limited to Fridays, since it's my day off, and the Boy is at work, so it's just me**, rambling around the house with pockets full of pacifiers and shoulders that smell like sour milk spit-up. But tomorrow is The Weekend, which means getting out of the house for things that don't deal with work or the mundane errands that include stops at the post office, bank, and/or the grocery store. I think I'm going to get a bit of a jump on my Christmas shopping tomorrow, and then I have to avoid all the antique stores and used bookstores, since they eat my money like it's chocolate cake and brownies. I do try to be good when I go to the antique stores, but then I come across things like this, and I just can't help it:
Yes, that is an original poster from David Bowie's run in The Elephant Man on Broadway back in... 1980? Okay, I know I checked that last week, but I've already forgotten. But I do remember that Mark Hamill had the part after him, and they tried to capitalize on the Star Wars thing, putting out posters with that Star Wars font and everything, and supposedly he did really well in the part, but then people kept saying "Hey! It's that guy from Star Wars! The one who won't grow up to be Indiana Jones!" But I couldn't find a copy of that poster anywhere, but there is a playbill on eBay for the David Bowie one, and it's only $9.95 or something, and it would totally make a matching set with my poster!
And...we're rambling. Okay.
But I only paid ten bucks for it (framed and everything), and now it hangs on my bedroom wall, on my side of the bed, so David Bowie can stare at me while I breastfeed my baby at two o'clock in the morning.
Then, the very next day, I went to a used bookstore and came across a version of Pride and Prejudice from 1942 for only three dollars!
It just looks so neat, like it's really a Trixie Belden book, or something Nancy Drew-ish, lurking under the title of something much more classic. And for three dollars, the amount of coins I usually have clanging about in the bottom of my purse... nope, not gonna pass that up.
So say a prayer for me tomorrow that I don't go nuts in the stores, because I've got a wallet full of cash, and all of my bills are paid for the month. Eep.
*Jeez, I almost wrote "quote - unquote" there, instead of just putting quotation marks. This might be a symptom of not enough reading or writing lately.
**And baby, of course. What kind of mother do you think I am!?!??!
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haikuninja
| 06:26 am - No Milk Adventure
There's never any milk when I need some and I'm forced to eat the cereal dry out of the box like some kind of prehistoric caveperson! A prehistoric caveperson with... uh, boxed breakfast cereals... Which they totally had back then. Anyway, yeah, no milk? No good!
On a "everything else going on in my life" note:
Ugh, I'm so stressed out right now. I just feel like I'm trying to get stuff done but I keep feeling like I'm totally missing important sutff and I'm gonna fall flat on my ass. It's driving me crazy, you guys, and the one thing I really don't need is more (self-created) stress. D:
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November 4th, 2009
haikuninja
| 06:11 am - Tons of Junk to Box Up Adventure
Seriously. I have no money, so it's not like I buy tons of stuff, and it's not like people are giving me stuff. It probably just seems like more because boxes of games/toys/clothes from when I was a wee brat are all stacked in the same place too, but ugggh, it seems like I have so much stuff to pack/sort through/whatever.
Sorry I don't have anything interesting to talk about! :O
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chazmatic
 | 09:01 am - Daily Weight Loss Journal #1
Hay guys!
I'm going to be keeping track of my progress regarding weight watchers here for the time being. I don't pay for the program at the moment, but I know enough to keep following it... but I need to record progress somewhere, or I know me, I'll fall off. Sorry if it bothers you seeing all the posts! Here you'll see my morning weight, and the food I consume for the day... if I happen to do any physical activity, I might include that... assuming it's appropriate. ;)
11/4/09 - Morning Weight - 250 lbs.
Daily Point Target - 37
(Format: Food Description Calories/Fat/Fiber/Points per serving
Number of Servings Consumed
Total Points Consumed/Points Remaining)
Breakfast - Yoplait Berries N' Cream, Light Fat Free Yogurt 100/0/0/2
1
2/35
Lunch - Buffalo Chicken Sub including cheese (Subway) 370+45/7/5/8
2
16/19
Progresso Soup - Chicken Tuscany 130/3/7/2
2
4/15
Smartpop - Cranberry & Almond 120/2/5/2
1
2/13
I shall edit this entry as the day goes on. :) Have a good dayyyy~
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November 3rd, 2009
thewastebasket
 | 10:34 pm - what? Already?
After some soul searching, I realized my heart isn't into nano this year. I have no drive or interest... so I'm not going to bother continuing. There's always next year.
Resigning early. Good luck to everyone else!
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November 2nd, 2009
lukadia
| 09:20 pm - HURBLGURBL
I caused a fight between the Captain and Indy today. I gave Indy a treat in HM's room with the Captain in the hallway behind me. He got past me and tried to take the treat away, and that was all she wrote. Chaos and snarls ensued, and before a second had passed, he had her by the ruff and she was yelping for mercy. I broke them up much more quickly than last time, and the Captain ran off. I almost got a bite from Indy in the process, but I dodged.
I collected his nibs and took him downstairs, closed the door, and went to fetch the shaking mess of Indyflesh. Checked her out, found a small tooth-mark on her neck, and dabbed some good ointment on it. I'll be monitoring it for infection but it didn't look too horrible. She's 10 years old, though, and that can't have been good for the old ticker.
They were getting along really well today, before the Treat Incident. The Captain was nipping at her face and then doing pratfalls at her feet to entice play, and while she was uncomfortable with this, she wasn't snarling like she's done in the past at his very presence. I think she's figuring out how to not be the alpha dog with a lot of grace for her age and grumpiness level. The Captain appears to strut, for his part. He's letting being the boss of the four-leggers go to his big stupid head, I think. But there are still rough patches from time to time where they haven't quite settled the issue and must become battle dogs.
Tonight's fight was my fault entirely, though, and once tempers were cooled and dominance was no longer being challenged, they were fine with each other again.
The Captain likes to follow her around and nudge her from time to time, as if to say "Hey Indy! Heyyyy Indy! I won that fight just now. You know what? That fight we just had? I won that." while she's like "YES I KNOW YOU DID NOW GO AWAY AND LET ME BLEED IN PEACE. I AM A DOG."
Poor Hurricane Mike, though. I've explained dog dominance struggles to him, but he gets pretty upset when they have flare-ups nonethelesss. Probably being six years old and eye-level with the bloodbath has something to do with that. Oh, and how horrible it sounds if you're not looking closely enough to see that the snarly hellteeth tend to snap viciously at thin air most of the time, rather than goring out hot dog-vittles. Most of the time.
Long day. HM is one inquisitive little kid. Playing video games with him in the room is an adventure in question-answering. But he is learning to STFU when I'm watching nature shows on Netflix, because it's either that or be exiled from the privilege of chilling in my awesome apartment. You just don't fuck with a man's amphibians.
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lukadia
| 06:38 pm - yeah but babies on respirators can't bring you the paper
As I listened to Baby RB’s story and the heart wrenching, divisive response from his parents: how to best support and honor their son’s young life, I couldn’t help but draw a parallel to the gut wrenching decision my husband and I recently made about how to do the same on behalf of our beloved 7- year-old Standard Poodle, Spencer’s life. After a routine dental cleaning, something went horribly and tragically wrong. What made this decision more difficult was two months prior, we had to make a similar decision (different circumstances) on behalf of our other Standard Poodle, Aspen’s life after cancer quickly claimed him.
It’s stories like Baby RB that make me question how differently decisions would be made if we had the power to decide how to honor the lives of humans, who while not brain dead, suffer nonetheless, and perhaps would be better served if allowed to let nature take it’s course with a little prodding.
Carrie Morris
Gaithersburg, MD
World's. Smallest. Violin.
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lukadia
| 03:40 pm - Kagerou Returns
Three new pages! Possibly three next Monday, also. Sweeeeet.
The Cintiq is changing my style and I think I love it.
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haikuninja
 | 07:00 am - Sleepy Ideas Adventure
When I'm waiting to fall asleep, I'm usually thinking of lots of drawing/comic ideas and such. The problem is that by the time I wake up, I remember just enough to know that I had a nifty idea, just not what the idea actually was.
Also, hey, daylight savings time? Stop screwing me up, thanks. Why do we even still have daylight savings time? It's stupid and it's dumb and I hate it. >:[
On the getting kicked out moving out because I want to front:
Okay, so... I have no idea what I'm doing. Like I mentioned before, the only time I moved out before, it was just a short drive from home, so I basically had a giant saftey net. But with nobody to stay with here, and wanting to move across the country, I guess that's no saftey net this time.
Sooo, I need help. Someone said I'd probably have to end up crashing on someone's couch for a little while, only I feel like a huge jerk for even asking that. I still have a bunch of stuff to take care of first, but is there anyone in or around New York City who can help me out? I'm just not sure with what yet. Probably a couch to crash on, help finding a job, helping to show me around...?
Like I said, I'm sort of flying blind on this, and I'm not really sure what I need or what's asking too much, but it never hurts to ask, right? D:
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thewastebasket
| 02:15 am - untitled; prologue (day 1, entry 1)
A prologue. Woooo. I need to update my icons for this account, huh? Anyway... nothing to do with last year's story. I need something new to break it up before I finish Come and See. Even if this doesn't get completed, it will serve as a vacation from Deus and company. This story is as of yet untitled.
( Ava Handler is a weird kid who gets in trouble. )
Wordcount: 2 275
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November 1st, 2009
thewastebasket
| 01:58 pm - nanowrimo 2009
I am indeed participating. Prologue of untitled story is underway. More to come!
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superhappy
 | 07:00 am - News and Girly
I'm just gonna say this crappy news with deep regrets, as I know a lot of you liked that cat, but I had to give Frankie up a few days ago. It wasn't a terribly fun decision; the cat has always had mental problems, and they got a little out of control that night, had to decide if I was capable of taking care of this cat anymore, decided I couldn't.
I got a little moany the past few days and couldn't draw much, but I'm a bit better now. I saw the Small Stars on Halloween, and it cheered me up a bit... but it was also their final show for the indefinite future, so that was a bit sad too. This was Miles from Fastball, his good friend Jeff (not from Fastball, though he does play the sax on some of their albums), and 3 others playing as a "Lounge band from Reno 'temporarily' relocated to Austin", which is just what it sounds like. One of the funnest live bands ever, they'll be missed! And now we'll always have Fastball.
And Darcy. And a new cat, eventually. :|
Here's the latest Girly. It turns out this is an all right place to pause things, so there's going to be a two-week pause now while I collect my bearings and also get started on some other secret thing.
Almost the home stretch. It's the home stretch to the home stretch.
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October 31st, 2009
haikuninja
 | 07:10 am - Happy Pumpkin Day, Dudes
Yeah, this is the same wall I always run into when I look at anything above minimum wage work. :(
So, other that that, this whole trying to move out to where I want to live thing is unbelievably daunting. I've only lived away from home once before, and that was with a high school friend and it was just a short drive away. I'm talking about moving across the country here where I've never met anyone. I gotta find a place to put my stuff (note to self: e-mail mom and see if she'll hold onto some of my stuff), I gotta figure out how to actually get wherever I'm going, I gotta figure out what to do once I'm there (where I'll stay and look for work, gotta find a new cheap doctor out there, etc), and all on some invisible timetable set by my family. FUN TIMES. D:
Aaanywho, HAPPY PUMPKIN DAY! I hope you're all having traditional Pumpkin Day pancakes for dinner.
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October 30th, 2009
quenbolyn
 | 08:57 pm - Whirlygigs!
Just a nice little resource for any NaNo'ers (or any writer) who wants to take a looksy:
Victorian Sexual Slang
Note: NSFW, due to old-timey photos of nekkid womens (who are all refreshingly curvy and non-silicone breasted).
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