I was just totally busted singing Seussian nonsense to myself in the kitchen. I didn't think Dominus was going to come home before he went bowling. Am not thoroughly mortified.

I was singing Trim Up The Tree by way of self-medication against the rather awful scene I've been writing today. If a story rides on the strength of its villain, then I can't fear for TF on that count. Because Hughes is thouroughly creeping me out. He's a mad, bad bastard, he is. *Shivers* It's surreal to be writing him while listening to OFHM. (Other Folks' Holiday Music) "Do you see what IIIII seee?" "God, I hope nobody sees what you see, Thomas. One of you who sees that way is quite enough, thanks!"

Today's temperature has been hovering around 12 F. That's without factoring in the windchill, by the way. The Faithful are Not Best Pleased, and are convinced, to a whisker, that somehow it's All My Fault. Mithril has begun to come and inform me about the dereliction of my door duties on a fairly regular basis, alternating between scolding me for Doing It Wrong, and sucking up in case I might be convinced to open the door properly, so it's warm.

One day, Cat Physics will overturn the scientific world, you know. It's just a matter of time... and then learning to write, really. It'll happen any day now, you mark my words.

The electrician came out yesterday to look at the lights. He thinks the problem actually lies with the kitchen lights, so tomorrow he's supposed to come back, replace the ballasts and the wire ends, and check for conductivity. If the conductivity's off he'll replace the wiring itself, which will add another hundred to the repair cost. But at least afterward we'll be able to turn on the Christmas tree again and watch TV upstairs!

My Christmas shopping is done! Dad G and I finished it yesterday. He and Mom G still need to pick up a few stocking stuffers, but other than that it's all taken care of. Hubby wrapped most of the presents last night and hid them away from curious little Bean eyes and hands, and those go under the tree Christmas Eve after the wee one's in bed.

Bean and I watched the new trailer for "Alice in Wonderland" yesterday. Afterward I exclaimed "Duuude!" because it was so awesome, and a moment later a tiny little voice echoed, "Dood." She looked up at me, rather solemnly impressed, so we watched it again. :D I'm still surprised she hasn't picked up any four-letter words yet, but I'm not one who swears often, so I'll have to be extra careful not to accidentally drop the f-bomb while she's around. Others in the house have, so she's apparently picking up most of her vocabulary from me (she's become quite good at "Darn it"). She's still behind compared to other kids her age verbally, but she's picking up new words all the time, so I figure it's only a matter of time before she catches up.

Dad G also picked up baking supplies this morning, so I'm planning to whip up a couple of batches of cookie dough this afternoon. They'll chill in the fridge until Saturday, so all Mom G and I will have to do is roll and bake!

I also finished my Kinky Kristmas fic, just waiting to hear back from my beta. Next up is Yuletide. I'm going to give the source material a final look-see sometime this evening, more for details than anything else, since the plotbunny is there. I've never written for a fandom not HP until now, so I'm a bit wibbly.

Also, gah! So behind on fest reading! I'm going to have to leave some comment-love for some anonymous authors today between everything else going on!

And on top of everything else, I have got to clean house this weekend. Got to!

Current Mood: busy

So, I almost never go on Facebook but my mom said lots of ppl were wishing me happy b-day so I went to say thanks...I clicked on a profile of a person who used to be my best friend until a few months ago when she stopped talking to me as if I no longer existed not I moved to a new country and she had blocked me from her profile...now, why do I find that amusing? I mean, I concidered that person very close, and yes, it wasn't a surprise when she didn't bother to try and contact me in any way but go outright and block me seems like she really just doesn't want anything to do with me...which once again is not upsetting as much as amusing and confusing...people confuse me. ^^

Also, yes I know, I should be in bed right now...I am...I am just not asleep. LOL

Current Mood: cheerful

So, it is no longer my b-day...in this country atleast. It is still in the USA which is kind of amusing to me.

I got Accioslash's card which was AWESOME and totally made my day. As, apparently, it made my co-workers' day as well. It definitly brought up my mood.

I got a present from a friend that I did not expect at all and that was awesome and surprising and OMG I love the fact that she went to the trouble. Hell, a card would have been too much trouble, I think, but she spend like an hour choosing my present and I feel so touched since I kept feeling like she thought of me as a friend only in name.

I haven't seen Tiffany in a while and I feel bad but work and shit has been crazy. We had plans for this weekend but I think she is canceling on us. I am going to the last class, I think, on Sat but I might change my mind I don't know if I am going yet. I will probably talk to Iseol tomorrow and ask her if we can move the hanging out on Sat if Tiff is not coming that way I get Sunday to relax and can get my ipod earlier to play with. Lol

The package is still not here but after looking at the date on my awesome x-mas card, I think it takes exactly 10 days for it to come in so it should be here tomorrow or on Sat. If it is here on Sat I won't get it until monday which will suck but hey, I just want my damn package.

My brother was awesome and said he will get me both of the LKH books. He will get the new Marry book now and the new Anita one when it comes out in Feb. I am going to try and get him some cool headphones this weekend and I need to get the stuff for Chris and Bonnie. They aren't going to get there for x-mas but it is ok, they will be there before new years.

Anyway, I am trying the whole being good and going to bed thing so I am going to go now so maybe I will be asleep in half an hour. Night ppls and thanks for all the b-day wishes, they made me feel good being stranded here and all that. ^.^

Current Mood: tired

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Happy b-day to me...and as usual I will be working tonight. Blah. But hey, new Ipod awaits me this weekend. YAY.

My mom called me this morning to tell me how much she loves me and all that and it was nice and all but she woke me up and I was sleeeepy.

Her package didn't come yesterday so I dreamed of the package and Accioslash's card. Lol I am hoping they will be here today...it wil lbe perfect timing.

This week is going by fast which is good but also bad since I have a parents meeting in two weeks...BLAH!

Current Mood: calm

I had my last evaluation interview today, wherein the SACVAP volunteer coordinator went over my case studies with me. At the end of which, she gave me my ER escort paperwork, we shook hands, and I added my name to the January on-call list in three places. I don't have the piece of paper yet, but I think I'm prepared to call it official --

I am now a Sexual Assault and Crive Victim's Advocate for the State of New York.

Go me!

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* I generally make the presumption that, unless indipendently verified, everything I read on the internet is fiction. Every personality construct to whom Live Journal lets me speak has just as much chance of being a 12 year old girl from Peoria, as being what and who they say they are. (If they type with an "Irish" accent, I bump the odds for Peoria significantly higher, by the way.) If I send money to someone's rescue cause for a friend of a friend whom I've never met, I'm aware that I might possibly be sending money to some 12 year old in Peoria, and in that regard, I consider that I'm paying for a good story. It's just like buying a lottery ticket -- I'm not buying 12 million dollars, and I know it. What I'm buying is the ticket to dream of SPENDING that 12 million dollars, or whatever of it Uncle Sam lets me keep. So when I send money to someone's 'a person I know got booted to the kerb and is living in her car' fund, I'm buying a ticket to imagine doing a little good for someone who needs the help, not pulling a superhero dive to pluck someone off the train tracks. It's all illusion, except for what I can prove by experience, or can find someone I trust to vouch for, but it's an illusion I'm willing to venerate at least as much as the illusion that Daniel Radcliffe is a wizard, Chris Pine is a space captain, and John Barrowman is omnisexual and immortal. I realize there's a chance (a very good chance) they're not who they say they are, but pretending is fun.

* That said, I know there are a lot of people who feel deeply betrayed when they learn that someone on the internet was not who they claimed to be. I have seen sockpuppet wanks the like of which could make Cod weep in his watery heaven, and this is over an offhanded 'I wanted to make you feel better' sort of deception, wherein no money was involved. There are people out there who make deep emotional investments in the friendships they make online, and when something like the Than-Fiction finally blows its cover, the aftershocks tend to be as deeply wounding to them as the initial sense of betrayal was. They question everyone they 'know', they doubt everything they've heard about anyone they haven't seen face to face, and generally the sense that 'you're all just a lying pack of cards' can steal over the place.

* I've been thinking about this lately, because earlier this year, I did use my internet 'fame' to raise money for a cause. And a lot of people kicked money into that cause, not knowing for sure if the person I was claiming to help was real, or entirely made up. (Now the truth is, a lot of the people who kicked into that fund knew the beneficiary personally, and knew what she was going through, or know me personally, and trust my word as good, but that's friendship, not pure altruism, and while just as worthy, it's different.) When people use their online personae to steal from and decieve people, it takes a swat at any of us who HAVE shilled money to help our friends in need. It injects a sore spot of suspicion into people who needed that moment of altruism to be sound, and good, but instead now find that it's foolish, and weak. It betrays the spirit of altruism on a fundamental level that just spreads through a community like a cancer of doubt. It is for THAT, I am angry. Not because I was fooled myself -- as I said above, I come to the internet expecting illusion. It's because of the poison that's flowing in the water now, with no way to leach it out. All we can do is wait for the stink to pass.

* To all of you who, in your altruism and generousity, donated to my Spider Rescue fund earlier this year, especially those of you who are now watching the Than-Fiction devolve over on Fandom Wank, I can't offer you any kind of proof that what you did was helpful, real, and immeasurably valid in a person's life (several people, because it was an amazing experience for me, as well, and I only handled the money and the cards.) I can't offer you anything in this medium which couldn't be argued away by a concerted effort. I really wish I could, but I respect your individual intelligences too much for that. So instead of trying to find some kind of lasting or concrete cred that despite being slightly larger than life, I am exactly who I've always claimed to be***, I will just thank you for having had faith enough, back then, to be helpful. And to hope that you don't find yourself regretting the help you gave now, because inasmuch as the word of an internet stranger can mean anything, I promise you your help DID make a difference.

* I know a lot of these thoughtbytes today have orbited the same hub. That's not a normal approach for this type of essay, but it's been on my mind for a few days, and I just needed to spin some words on it from my little corner of Baker Street. We now return you to your regularly scheduled randomness.

* General Foods makes their International Coffees line... it's something of a guilty pleasure for me. I mean I'm not a HUGE fan, since the fake milk and preservative aftertaste is kind of an inescapable thing, but sometimes when I don't want to brew up a pot, or go out for a shot, I do enjoy a cup of instant indulgence. In general, they're sweeter than I like, but they come out with some seasonal ones that I am really enjoying. Like today: Peppermint mocha. My Achilles' heel of coffee drinks, I do believe. The only one more dangerous is a good, spicy Mayan mocha, but only the Ultraviolet Cafe's ever managed to make it hot enough to really be good.

* So I took some time last night to read through the prompts for

btw, I never thought I would be one for a night light but I figured something out a few years ago...if you have a night light(in my case the x-mas tree) you tend to not kick as many things when you go to the bathroom and it is easier to find the switch on the actual lamp...funny that...I sleep with a night light and have not broken any toes at night for the last 4 years and counting(during the day however I still break toes...go figure)

Current Mood: contemplative

So I have insomnia, as we all know, but I finished season 2 of Buffy and season 3 is not done downloading yet so I have decided to do the impossible and try to go to bed before 3am...will see how that goes...it does involve getting up, getting ready for bed and actually getting in bed before 3am and it is 1:30am right now...wish me luck...

P.S. I had to teach 7 classes today and observe one...that is 8 fucking classes and I am so tired it is insane...I am also bored in a very deep level but I am hoping that will be solved with the new shiny Ipod...and my package that is supposed to come in tomorrow or on Thursday.

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sinick, devious RPG-dwelling creature that she is, has introduced me to my current addiction: the RPG called Breaking Point, which has a few interesting twists.

• It's 2024 in Harry Potter world.
• Suddenly, wizards from the past are popping up all over the place as if they'd Apparated through time instead of space
• Resurrected wizards include Tom Riddle, Death Eaters, and Grindelwald. Chaos, and mayhem ensues. Everyone panics¹.

• He's a Ravenclaw reporter-wannabe.
• It was the book canon's fault that he is a thoughtful, quiet second son that is close to his Dad and looks just like him
• It was my fault alone when in the process of tweaking his bio, I made Al into a list-loving dork, an equal proportion mix of Sherlock Holmes, Sheldon Cooper, and pre-Pon Farr Spocklet.

Everything went rather well for Al in his neat information bubble reinforced with books and newspapers, until his brother was cursed and Al witnessed (and helped) Snape save him. After some careful analysis of the situation, he concluded that Snape was a logical and rational creature worthy of interest and interaction.

(No, don't ask me to pronounce it. I have more respect for the language than to try.)

I have a snake in my bathtub, soaking her skin off while her sister considers the nicities of snake metabolism, and hunger.

I have cats which I have not yet drowned in the aforementioned bathtub (through no lack of provokation on their part, I assure you.)

I have no more feliway spray left.

I do, however, have new, sparkly bookses.

I have leftovers from a celebratory lunch of which aquila_dominus and I partook today, which we shall be revisiting for dinner, most likely.

I have a sore ear, and tonsil to match on the left side.

I have a party approaching this saturday, for which I have neither cooked, nor cleaned a single thing.

I have an exercize machine leering at me from the other room, and a slice of cheesecake (shared,) to justify before I settle for the night.

And all of this falls to the wayside in the face of today's ACTUAL triumph:

I HAVE CLAPBOARD ON MY HOUSE!!!!!

It isn't painted, and the caulk may well take another week to cure in these temperatures, BUT IT'S UP! And despite the fact that the shoe room looks like a warzone from the inside, it no longer feels like Dis Pater's left nutsack in there! In fact, ironically enough, it's actually just a touch warmer inside the closed off room than elsewhere in the house. Which means we did the insulation, at least, right.

*High5's the Effin WORLD!*

And now? Octopi hijacking coconut shells. Because it's cute, is why!

I am watching Buffy again. I will have to wait for season 3 to download after I am done with two but if nothing else I have season 6 which I love since it is the Buffy Spike season.

I am not feeling up to much food today, I feel hungry and then two bites in I am no longer hungry and the thought of eating after that makes me sick. So, I am going to eat two pancakes since they are sweet and then opt out for chips and crackers if I get hungry again. I have been craving very salty food for some reason.

Today was like any monday, it was tiring and BLAH...I hate mondays!!!

It is getting a bit colder here so I am happy that my mom's package is coming in time for my b-day and she said that it contains some sweaters and a light jacket so that is good.

I can't wait for this weekend, Avatar is coming out here and I am getting my new Ipod...plus I will probably get to see New Moon again.

Ryan didn't call me this weekend but I don't feel worried at all, I am kinda blah towards him. If he was truly intersted in me he would brake it off with his GF that is making his life hell...otherwise he doesn't exist in that way to me. Lol

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So our moggies have been particularly decorative recently.

Sirocco rocks the bow-head look...


But she also rocks the Kilroy look.


You must understand -- Sirocco loves this blankie. She chases it about the living room, and wedges it into various corners before burrowing under it to snooze and purr thunderously. Like this:

A kitty and her binky. A love story...

Cyrene brings Teh Cute.


Mithril brings Teh Ebil.


Hilfy and Godric have decided to have nothing whatsoever to do with the festivities this year, we have been informed. The Management remains unconvinced, and plans to keep the happysnap close to hand.

1. Elaborate on your default icon.
It's the Yule Mother-- the Goddess who will give birth to the Sun God on the Winter Solstice night.

2. What's your current relationship status?
Married in sin. (What a great way to describe it, Bela!)

3. Ever have a near-death experience?
Yes.

4. Name an obvious quality you have.
I'm stacked. That's kind of hard to miss.

5. What's the name of the song that's stuck in your head right now?
Satisfaction -- the Rolling Stones. I have No Idea why.

6. Name a celebrity you would marry.
I already have my husband, thanks. Poligamy just gets folks arrested around here. Now shagging rights, or dating? There's a list of those -- two for me, actually, given my proclivities, -- but marrying? I have a hard time imagining me living with anybody but Dominus.

7. Who will cut and paste this first?
Prolly nobody.

8. Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity?
There's an apple farmer at our local farmer's market who addresses Dominus and I as "Hello, Celebrities! How are you today?" I guess that counts, eh?

9. Do you wear a watch? What kind?
Wear? Nope. I can't afford a watch that's THAT well shielded. I carry a pocket watch though -- it's my birfday present, and even IT needs to be tweaked so that it doesn't lose time through the day. (I am just a timeless individual, you know.)

10. Do you have anything pierced?
Yep!

11. Do you have any tattoos?
Three. A dragonfly on my sacrum, a feather pen on the inside of my right wrist, and my knotwork cats as an armband around my left bicep.

12. Do you like pain?
Situationally, I can see the attraction, but at that point, it's stimulation, really, more than pain. True Pain, though, as in, broken bone, monthly cramps, belly ache, migraine pain -- of course not. That kind of pain is MEANT to be loathed, and therefore avoided.

13. Do you like to shop?
I can enjoy it when the mood takes me, but I have a strong aversion to holiday crowds, and a tendency to fall into WalMart Psychosis when surrounded by too many shopping meatsacks. It's not safe sometimes, for me to be shopping at the same time other people are...

14. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
Take away lunch last weekend.

15. What was the last thing you paid for with your credit/debit card?
Hmm... with MY debit card? Groceries, I think.

16. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?
The mum. She needed to castigate me for having destroyed her watch from three thousand miles away. By just thinking about it.

17. What is on your desktop background?
An artist's fantasy landscape rendering of the ruins of a seaside, clifftop city.

18. What is the background on your cell phone?
Blackness. Thick... dark... and pendulous.

19. Do you like redheads?
Long as I don't have to render their pubes in colour, I like em just fine.

20. Do you know any twins?
One set of which I am aware. Although I know one of another set, the fact that I don't know his brother means I guess I know one and a half sets of twins.

21. Do you have any weird relatives?
I AM the weird relative. Ergo, to me, all my relatives are weird.

22. What was the last movie you watched?
King Arthur, cut to incomprehensibility on AMC.

23. What was the last book you read?
Just rolling up on the end of Michael Rossi's Things That Never Were now, so I'm gonna count that as it. And by the way? I SO reccomend this book to anybody who's a fan of weird stuff, cryptohistory, and conspiracy theory-gone-mad. It's cracktastic in the best of ways.

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Meme, by way of blackletter

This appears to be a 'what fandom tropes have I trodden?' sort of meme. And, loving to talk about myself as I do, how could I resist?
(  but when <b>I</b> did it, it was ART! )

Disclaimer: I have had an Ice Bear, and thus am comfortably tipsy. Any errors in spelling, maths, and/or grammar, I blame entirely on the vodka. What's more, I will probably have another. So there.

So tonight, we made Comfort Food. And what's more, we made it good!
The back-story:

I have had Goulash. I have also had Goulaz. The two are QUITE different. The second bears a closer relation to such dishes as Boeuf Bourguignon, and braised sirloin tips than to the macaroni-and-ground-beef poverty-class staple that any American would expect to see hit the table when threatened with goulash. I had the first, to my horror, all too often when my mum, Cod bless 'er, tried to make it. Ketchup was involved. It really was horrifying. The second, I encountered when aquila_dominus' girlfriend and I went to the Czech Republic, and ordered dinner in a little bistro in the town square of Czesky Krumlov. (Where the waiter and I went through 6 languages before realizing that we simply could NOT communicate with each other. He spoke neither English, French, nor Japanese! Imagine!)

In Czesky Krumlov, the Goulaz came with dumpling. Note the singular. 1, and only 1 dumpling, which was roughly the size of my HEAD. It was like getting a loaf of bread thunked into the center of your brothy beef soup. I think I managed to eat about half before I just gave it up and called for the Oompa Loompas to roll me home.

So, when the cold weather hit, and our package of sweet Hungarian paprika arrived in the mail from Auntie Arwen's Spice Supply company, (plug) I knew what I had to do. And thus, was fusion cuisine born! MWAHAHAHAHAAAAA!

Here's what we started with:
1 lb of ground beef. (In future recipes, we have decided, we will supplement this with 1/2 lb of ground turkey.)
1 chopped onion.
1 chopped pepper -- I used a cubanelle, but you could use anything from a Romani, to a Hungarian Wax, to an Anaheim, or even a Bell, if that wouldn't send you or anyone you love to hospital.
5 med cloves of garlic -- minced (quoth aquila_dominus, who did the mincing, "5 medium cloves of glaric... glaric, huh? What IS glaric?" he's had an Ice Bear as well, I shouldn't need to mention.)
1 med red tater -- chopped on scale with the pepper and onion. (Cause red taters you can reason with, but russets? They's just plain mean!)
1 1/2 c uncooked macaroni. (For the gluten sensitive, there are brown rice based macaroni that are really quite yummy, and not-toxic to you.)
1 15 oz can of tomato sauce + 1/4 Can of water
1 28 oz can of diced tomatoes. (About 3 whole large raw tomatoes, depending on size, if you're strangely loathing of tinned tomatoes.)
4 T Hungarian sweet paprika
2 T Hot paprika.
Black pepper
2 bay leaves
1 T salt.
1 T olive oil + 1 t sesame oil (you know, like I always do when I cook. Or you could use lard if you want to be authentic. Your choice.)
Sour Cream to garnish.

Here's how.

Start with the garlic, potato and oil in the pot, doing a little browning.
Meanwhile, pre-cook the macaroni for a few minutes. You want it on the crunchy side of al dente, but NOT really cooked. It will need to be able to take up some of the liquid in the pan. Once you can eat it, but it's still decidedly crunchy, drain the water off, and set the macaroni aside to wait for you.
After the macaroni is done, add the onion, pepper, and ground meat to the potatoes and garlic in the skillet. Saute until the meat is cooked and crumbling, do not drain fat. (you should be using a low-fat content beef anyhow, so there oughtn't to be all that much fat TO drain off this.)
At this point, put in the salt, pepper, bay leaves, and paprika. Once this is mixed in evenly, add the tomatoes, sauce, water, and macaroni. Cover, and simmer covered until the liquid is mostly taken up by the potatoes and pasta. (On our stove, this took about 15 minutes. But we have decided to try a variation of this recipe wherein the pasta will go in uncooked, and we will use tomato juice instead of sauce + water, and cooks longer on the stovetop, to see if it's better in any marked way. We'll let you know.)
Once the time has elapsed, and your deep skillet is looking more or less goulashy, turn the heat off, and let the mixture settle for about five minutes.

Serve with whole grain bread, butter, and a big dollop of sour cream on top of each bowl.
And if you don't have Ice Bears, serve it with a salad, and a good Dunkelsbier. Or a German lager, at the very least.

And as always, please do let me know how this comes out when you try it in your own kitchens!

Had a nice everning with Todd and Aaron today. I think we are starting to make the galbi and then bar thing a friday night thing. Thing is I have been looking forward to this galbi for the last two days and it was the only thing pushing me through today. I was looking forward to it so much that I woke up and the first thing I did was look to see how long before it is evening and galbi. It is such a relaxed and ranting atmosphere.

We had fun at the galbi, where the guys kept hanging aorund ot listen to us talk in English, and then we had fun at the bar/restaurant(which from now will be reffered to as the "barrant"!). Once we were at the barrant with all the alcohol infront of Todd to relax him, since he is kinda closeted everything, we ended up oversharing again. Turns out, he is a sub, or was he is not as much into the lifestyle anymore but likes to talk with others in it. Also, turns out not only is my roomie bi(which isn't as much a surprise that he is but that he shared, he is very provate) but Todd is bi-curious as well. It makes me happy that I am around ppl who understand, Todd more than Aaron. Aaron strikes me as a little too concervative and private.

So we had fun, we overshared, and then on the way out we got free calandars because we are there every friday. Also, Todd has made nice with the owner of the Galbi place(he gets friendly when there is alcohol in his system) so we might end up being treated really well really soon. Plus they already treat us really well.

At the galbi today, we walked in and it was full with only one free table. Everyone stopped talking and turned to stare at the foreigners. I felt like a mix between an alien and a movie star. ^^ I enjoyed all the protein, if nothing else, I am getting some meat in my system once per week, the rest of the time it is seafood which I love to death.

After next weekend, I have promised Todd that I would go to a Karaoke with him. I hope Aaron comes too because it won't be as much fun with only two ppl.

Anyway, my clothes smell of smoke so I am doing a third load of laundry consisting of very little. It should be mostly dry by tomorrow so I wil just put it on the floor to finish drying by the evening.

I have to go to YMCA tomorrow which I really don't feel like doing but I haven't been in 2 weeks so I have to go. Next weekend is our last class so I am probably not going to go then. I have no other plans for this weekend except buying some clothes. Next week I am going to get Iseol with me to get an Ipod. I have decided on the 32 gig Ipod touch. The 64gig is only a $100 more but it is money that I could save and really, I am going from 4gigs to 32. I am not saying it will take me a while to fill up but really, in about 3 years I will get a new one again anyway so there is not reason to waste my money, I will be fine with the 32.

I can't wait until my b-day mainly because I would be paid by then. No other reason. I have learned, unless I have special plans with ppl, I am not really interested in my b-days. If they don't get mentioned then that is perfectly fine by me. I am the age I like and would like to stay for the rest of my life. 23, I think, is the perfect age so if no one notices I have aged then perfect. LOL

Bed time.

P.S. For some besire reasons, every night my legs hurt like I have been doing excersises all day long...and I never have...wtf legs?

Current Mood: tired

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I gtg to work soon and I really don't want to. It is Friday, though, so I guess that is good.

We are going for galbi today and then the bar/restaurant thing. I love the new Galbi place we found. The ppl are really awesome and the servers speak some english so they are constantly hanging at our table trying to practice it. Last time they were fighting over who is going to serve the table since they both wanted to. It was awesome and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy. Lol The fact that they are cute makes it only better. I am dreading a bit the girl at the bar because she always looks terrified that she has to take our order even thought we speak in Korean and point at pictures.

I hope the Boss woman doesn't kill me today for not telling her earlier that she never talked to me about my observation...I just didn't want to talk to her, that is all...Lol

Current Mood: contemplative

Only in the chilly house, all cats are white. And in a pile, right beside me on the sofa.



Godric was there first, then Cyrene decided he needed a cuddle, so she came in and sat on his head. Then Sirocco realized that the triumverate of white kitties was incomplete without her, and climbed on top.

The tolerance is... kind of alarming, actually. I've been able to get up and sit back down twice without anybody realizing they'd been busted tolerating the rest, and lashing out. This cannot last... but until someone runs off cryin, I'm going to enjoy the cute overload.

CONTRACTORS AT LAST!!!

Okay. That's enough of Capslock Clue for today.

The point being, that at fucking LAST the damned missing sill plate is going to be repaired/replaced! They're down in my basement right now, scavenging our lumber supply to build the temporary support wall that will take up the weight from the jack. Sirocco is, as usual, supervising. This is mainly because I refused to let her escape through the basement door while they had it open to bring tools in, and so she's frustrated at her lack of snow-romping. She will also, I believe, survive the emotion.

In other news, Godric has officially lost his fucking mind. Even on the calming drops as suggested by a friend, he STILL sprayed last night... are you ready for this shit?... ON THE KITCHEN COUNTER!!! I swear, I'm gonna have to talk to the vet about catheterizing him permanently or something if he can't be made to stop this! Ouf... lookit all those damned exclamation points. Must do better.

So I had an unintentionally racist moment yesterday that's still bugging me today. In Tempus Fugitive, I rolled across a brief comment where I found myself in need of a Hebrew slang word that might be used to express utter and complete disgust with a creature one couldn't even consider sentient. Something like the Norse word "Nithing". This was complicated by the fact that the person speaking is a 700 year old vampire, and wouldn't use modern slang all that much. But somehow in the asking of the question, I managed to come across as though I were referring to Jews as some alien species who needed anthropological explanation for any Goy to understand. *Facepalm* The slight, it was unintentional, but the apology, it is genuine. Offense wasn't what I meant to give, and the co-chatter was generous as to not take it, but I still feel an apology is warranted for my clumsiness. And so, I'm sorry, truly.

...Aaand the banging begins. This is the part that's always somewhat freaky. I really hope they don't break that window they're working beneath.

In other news, my black rubber rain boots are, apparently, garbage. I got them because they were the only ones that weren't overly twee, but have had them less than three months, and they have begun to leak. The rubber's split in not less than three places, and all where I can't get to it on the inside without ripping out the lining. Duct tape to the rescue! I'm seriously considering cleaning the whole foot area up, and then covering the boot from toe to top with the stuff, just to stave off any further disappointments. Wouldn't be the first time I've worn silver boots in hard weather. (For those who aren't of the Rennie persuasion, I managed to get a pair of metallic silver Doc Martens approved for Queen Titania's rain costume one year at Hawkwood. It was a silly place.)

And now I am out of babble for the nonce.
Ergo, I go.
AVAUNT!

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So, i didn't do anything productive. In fact, all I did all night was play with the layouts of my insane and dreamwidth journals....blah...I didn't even put my clothes to dry which I have to do before I can go to bed...oh well...here's to procrastination*raises a glass*

P.S. So I don't care if vampires sparkle, give me a break and stop pestering me about it!!! I am not bothering you with questions on why you don't like the sparklies now do I? And yes, this is said to you Tiffany and Aaron. Stop shaking your head and commenting on the sparkling vampire when the word twilight passes my mouth, especially when it is not said to you but to someone who actually likes the damn series! I am getting tired of it!*takes a big sigh and starts putting clothes to dry*

Current Mood: drained

So: If I came with a warning label, what would it be?

(Post this in your journal if you want to play along. It looks pretty fun, actually.)

Ok, awesome video!!!
http://www.collegehumor.com/video:1923605

I am doing laundry again but atleast this time I know it will be done really fast. I am also, once again, sitting on the floor. I am making the hanging out on the floor thing a permenant thing. I it is all nice and warm here.

I have a bad headache. Today was supposed to be my easiest day and instead I am sooo tired and it was sooo long and horrible. I am also dreading tomorrow since we have a meeting during which one of my co-workers is going to bring up an issue that is bothering him bad and that will most likely make the meeting 2 fucking hours long with both of them(him and the boss) yelling at eachother. And then she will most likely try to ask me my opinion and I don't want to get involved since I agree with the co-worker but I also don't want to loose my job and want to get a good rec letter.

I don't have any plans for this week, which is kinda weird for me since I have been here. Not a big deal really. I am getting payed on the 15th and since I am apparently not going to Seoul on new years' I have decided I am going to buy myself a b-day gift. I want an IPod and an 8 gig one is $229 so maybe for about $400 I can get a much better one. They are awesome and I want one bad. It is either that or buy a tv and I think I will just deal with no tv until next year when I get my own appartment and tv there. Until then I can save my money, except for the Ipod, and buy a nice laptop next x-mass...I am thinking of paying about $3000 for the laptop I want. It will be awesome. I will have to get it shipped to my mom, since it will be free to there and then get her to ship it here. And no, I am SO not getting a laptop here. I have learned my lesson buying computers from actual stores-bad idea.

I am going to game a litte tonight I think...I have some writing I need move from my notebook to the laptop but I am not sure I wanna deal with it now. It strikes me as a job that needs to be done on the weekends since once I start I get in the mood and can go on for hours...since I have nothing specific planned with anyone this weekend, maybe that is what I will do. The damn thing is not going to write itself!!

I got Aaron addicted to Eureka but season 4 hasn't come out yet so I am sad. I still have the episode of Merlin from last weekend to watch but I don't feel like it now and if nothing else I can watch it on Sat and then watch the new one on sunday when it comes out(sometimes it sucks being a day ahead of the rest of the damn world).

I am still waiting on Bonnie to get her ass online but I guess I will be waiting for a while...damn!

p.s. for some besire reason my ankle is killing me...

Current Mood: tired

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Huh.

I seem to find myself in need of a script doctor.
This is extremely unusual for me, since my outlining addiction -- by some people's standards, my outlines are actually on par with first drafts, -- is so complete. But in this one, I gave the story its head, and have been sort of sketching in the plot arc as I go. And the main thread of plot is great. It's tight, taut, smutty, and satisfying... it's just there's a flaw right... there. And I cant' see a satisfying way to sort it out from where I'm standing.

So what I need, is someone who can get in and wrangle with me on it. And it can't be someone sensitive, because there's gonna be a lot of 'mmm, no that's not right.' in the proceedings. (I've been chewing on this one awhile, y'see, and have exhausted all the easy answers. So unless someone comes to it with an 'Eureka,' there'll probably be a lot of ideas kerbed before the whole thing's sorted out.

And I refuse -- REFUSE, do you hear me? -- to junk this story over a little thing like not knowing who the bloody hell Severus would be narrating his first person passages to! This thing will not 'appen!

IN OTHER NEWS!

I have finally finished my case studies, which means that's one more obstacle removed from between me and my certification as a crime victim's advocate. It is also a load off my plate for this coming Holiday season, thanks everso!

We got the floor cleaned up on the inside of the wall we'll be ripping apart on Wednesday night, and got the resin paper down to (belatedly) protect the wood floor from the plaster and bricks that'll be coming down onto it once we get the demolition started. The contractors will be here on Thursday morning to jack up the house, install a temp support wall, and replace the rotted timbers. (We told him we didn't want any extras like joist replacement or whatnot. He was okay with that.) And that means that with a judicial day off usage on Dominus' part, and with some meteorological luck, we'll be able to get the clapboard up and caulked this weekend, and get some insulation into the wall from the inside as well. It's distantly feasible that we could get a coat of primer onto the boards if the weather warms up, but if not, I know a little trick for low-temp painting that might just work. (You mix some ammonia into the paint, and that lowers the drying temp significantly. Should work out okay, given that the painting's to be done outside, where venting won't be an issue.)

Preparations have begun for the Mandala House Solstice party, as well.
I invited a lot of people whom I had no expectation of attending, simply because I wanted them to know they'd be thought of on that night, and missed. That does lead to a rather distressing start to the RSVP process though, since it's those folks who reply first. (After all, if you might come, you've got to do some checking of other things first, usually. If you won't come, you usually know it straight off.) So right now my party is a great weltering mass of "Nope!" I have faith that this will change somewhat when the time draws nearer to actually celebrate. And if not, sulking is still an entirely viable option.

Okay now... that's enough blogging from me. Time to go and get John and Julian out of the damned car before one of them eats the other one.
Ciao!

I had to fight with my external cd rom but it turns out that the only way for it to work is if I have a program to burn with. It won't do it the old fashioned way of drag and drop. That is ok thought since I have Nero Ultra so it is now working and I am happy. I am finally making the CD of music that I promised Iris like 3 months ago. After that I will burn Twilight for her and then Boys over Flowers.

I am sitting on my floor again because I am cold and it is nice and warm here. I am tempted to put on my Love Panda shirt and am at the moment trying to reach for my Happy Panda blanket. It is cold but at least the floor is hot and it is comfy. I wish I could sleep on it but it gets soooo hot.

So I had my cd-rom unbalanced and when I reached to get my happy panda blanket it fell down...which means I had to restart the burning process on a new disk. That's ok though.

Oh hey, another awesome thing about my floor being this warm is that my feet are warm, I am warm and my computer is still cool since it is in my lap. In fact, my computer is cooler now than it was when I had a fan pointed at it or even when I had the air con on at home and a fan at it. Which is great since it means I could probably play high graphic games without needing to subject myself to the cold. I haven't tried though. I was going to play Rohan with Bonnie yesterday but she couldn't remember her account password and it wouldn't let her make a new one because the site was being stupid. I am waiting for her to come back on.....damn

I am having one of my classes observed by the Boss tomorrow and I am a little worried. See, it is my fave class but they are kinda wild. They are wild in english and goof off in English but she doesn't like it when the kids are having any fun, me thinks. She sucks the fun out of everything!!! So, she will probably have a "talk" with me to tell me how wild they are and how I need to change them...even if I don't want to...

Apparently on the 20th I am hanging out with Iseol and Tiffany. Tiffany is kind of a downer a bit with the complaining and crap plus she doesn't like to try new things very much, if she can end up looking like a fool, so it isn't as fun. I haven't hanged out with her in a long time though so maybe it will be ok.

Ok, it is official...I have too much damn music...I mean really, 100 gigs? who the hell needs that much and the sad part is that I do listen to all of it. I am burning some dvds with music on them for Iris and it amazes me how much music I have. Then again, only DBSK is like 2 gigs. Lol

Anyway, now to go back to being warm...^.^

Current Mood: content

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I had the most lovely surprise in my in-box today. Several thoughtful and generous friends sent me some virtual gifts. I can't tell you how touched I was by that. And how very surprised.

Know that I think of you all often. Nearly daily, truth be told. I still write stories in my head; I just can't seem to get them down on paper – how sad is that. One day, soon, I'll give you all a more detailed update, one that better chronicles my ups and down of the last year. It’s been…interesting.

Happy holidays to all.

With love,

TTT