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Tue, Sep. 20th, 2005, 11:40 pm
Things What Have Been Happening...

* Got a boyfriend boycritter.
* Moved out of my summer apartment with Shannon and Felix
* Spent a week at the parental units' house
* Bought a car (Finally!)
* Started a new year of college (I drove myself back ;-) )
* Best friend gave birth to a beautiful baby! (Okay, beautiful may be stretching it. He's a red blob of squirming protoplasm. Whatever.)
* Broke up with my boyfriend boycritter (In so much as you can break up with someone who hasn't contacted you in two weeks)
* Working on my IS.

In fact, that's what I'm doing right now. Working on my IS! Yay! Apparently, the IS writing process involves reading fanfic, updating my lj with the inane details of my life, and playing solitaire. Whee!

Sat, Aug. 27th, 2005, 01:28 am
Icon Snippet

Oh, look! buzzylittleb wrote me an icon snippet! Jenny Sparks/Wonder Woman may be my new favorite impossible pairing.

I have much love for the b.

Thu, Aug. 25th, 2005, 10:46 am
Back to the 'Rents

I've moved out of the apartment with Shannon and Felix, and back to the parents' house for a week before I'm back to school. I've been distracted from LJ lately with the packing and, eh, recent boyfriend Boything drama. Like, I might have one.

I don't like being back at the parents' house. It's just not home anymore. And granted, it hasn't been for a while, but it becomes less and less so. I miss cooking for Shannon before she gets home from work. I miss Felix trying to get me to read his books. I miss the kitten that shits on the rug. I miss the bum who sleeps on our floor but doesn't pay rent. I even miss the Boything.

Just. *Gestures.* Suburbia. My Parents watching TV in the evening.

I will never understand people who *want* to live with their parents.

Mon, Aug. 22nd, 2005, 04:20 am
The Barbie Question, Again

I've posted thie before, but the topic came up over at siviusx's LJ, so I think it deserves to be repeated

It's kind of become a thing with me, now. Whenever I meet someone new, eventually I have to ask her about Barbie. Did you have one? How many? And, most importantly, how did you play with it? I get some fascinating answers to that last one. Everything from soap opera stories, to Amazon tribes with weird rituals that involve safety scissors and the microwave, to simple dress up.

I find you can learn a lot about people based on how they played with their Barbies.

It was a while before I got my first Barbie. See, Mom felt that she was letting me down by getting me one. It's a feminist and body image thing that I completely understand now, but didn't at the time. Everyone else had Barbies, and I wanted one too.

Eventually, Mom caved in. I got a couple of blonde Barbies, one regular, and one with her arms crooked at her sides at 90-degree angles. Then, for Christmas one year, I got a Barbie dollhouse, complete with Barbies. The one and only Ken I ever had, and the first black Barbie I had ever seen. I see them all the time in Wal-Mart now, but I never saw any when I was kid. Mom felt she could instill me with cultural awareness, or something.

So. What I woke up to that Christmas was this black Barbie lounging on a beach chair in a pink swimsuit, and a white jacket thing, which was probably supposed to be a swim wrap. Nearby was Ken, in a white sparkly tuxedo. I came to the conclusion that Barbie was a doctor - remember the white coat. And probably a highly successful and specialized one, at that. A brain surgeon. And Ken was her trophy husband.

I don't know why Mom was so worried.

Anyway, now I want to hear your story. You know you have one! Nothings too weird. Seriously, I've heard some weird ones. Don't believe me? Here. That's not outlandish, compared to some stuff I've heard.

Sun, Aug. 21st, 2005, 12:06 am

The worse part about being sick is that it's impossible to sleep. One night I couldn't breath. The next night I had that dry scratchy throat, which isn't really like having a sore throat, because you can ignore that. No, this was the going-right-along, nothing-is-wrong throat, and then suddenly STABBITY PAIN! And the only way to get rid of it is to cough, and if you cough you'll have to cough more. Vicious cycle.

But I'm getting better. Really.

Thinking about getting my hair cut. True, I got it cut at the end of April, but now I want something stylish. My hair is really thick, and whenever I wear it down, it inevitably looks messy. And not good-messy, in that Leisha Hailey sort of way, but bad-messy. I don't want hair I have to pull back for fear that it will look bad 15 minutes after I brush it.

But I've never made radical changes to my hair, except for when I cut it short.

Thinking about it. Thinking.

Thu, Aug. 18th, 2005, 02:38 am
Sharing is Not Always Nice

For example, Shannon didn't really need to share her cold with me. She could have kept it all to herself, and I would have loved her no less.

Tue, Aug. 16th, 2005, 10:48 am

So, you ever have one of those evenings where you're trying to write you IS? And you're sitting at your computer, fingers on the keyboard, staring at the screen, and nothing comes?

So you spend 15 minutes looking up the Latin words for various animal noises instead?

mugio, -ere - to moo
balo, -are - to bleat

Sadly, my on-line dictionary doesn't have the word for "to meow," and while I would like to know, it's not so important that I'm willing to get up and find my actual dictionary.

Mon, Aug. 15th, 2005, 11:44 am

I will never, ever succeed in getting myself drunk, because I fall asleep as soon as it hits my tongue.

Today was tough. I walked to the nearest laundromat, and it was skanky and gross and the change machine didn't work. So I walked back home, hot and sweaty, with my hamper cutting into my fingers, and no clean clothes.

Just in time to get back home and see Felix break a glass of orange juice. He cleaned up the glass and juice, but hello? Fructose? Sticky all over the floor.

So then I cleaned the kitchen, which took a couple of hours, and decided to make fettuccini alfredo for dinner, which was good, but more work.

IMed one of the new members of the exec board of the gay/straight alliance at school, who feels we should make the group more "inclusive" to straights. Because everyone at school thinks you have to be gay to be in the "gay club," even though most of our members are straight. And just, the irony of saying the gay club had to be more inclusive... on a tiny conservative campus like ours... whatever.

So I get my one small drinkie and pull up my flist, determined to read some fic. And instead, I find a new anti-slash rant. Which makes me think...

But now I'm too tired to think. I'll tell you later ;-)

Meanwhile, look what I've been missing on comics_fanart! The cute! And, and Steph! Yay!

Sat, Aug. 13th, 2005, 12:37 pm

Today's IS productivity: 951 words.

Sat, Aug. 13th, 2005, 12:18 pm
"Catching Up" is a Lie

So much fanfic over the three months I've been sans Internet! I can barely keep up with new stuff, much less play catch up!

And I can't just go around reading a bunch of one shots. Oh no, everyone's gotta be writing series!

thete1  has her Angelverse stories I never had time to start reading, and now she has about 20 stories in the series, plus she has her new Intimates series! And ain't none of her stories ever short! And cereta has the Hanging Work series, which looks fairly good. And who knows what else is out there!

Yes, there really can be too much of a good thing.

So instead of reading everything I've missed, I spent the evening watching Mary Poppins. Believe it or not, I have never seen that whole movie all the way through. Lot's of political references I didn't expect to be in there, which was interesting. Also, that Poppins bitch is a real Mary Sue. How do people stand that movie?

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