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So, for those who haven't seen my Twitter, I got fired this past Friday. I was given an extremely vague and unhelpful warning during a mini-performance review (a few weeks before) saying that I needed to back off and not ask so many questions, so I did, and then this past Friday I was told that "people still had concerns" (it never got more specific than that) and that it just wasn't working out in general. In short, as best I can understand it, I got fired because I was too new, not learning the ropes fast enough, and everyone was supposedly too busy to train me properly.

I think my favorite part of this, however, is the fact that it happened four days before I would have been legally eligible for unemployment benefits and, subsequently, my (ex) boss would have been forced to provide a detailed explanation for why I was fired.

I consider myself a fairly tough person and I've made it through my fair share of setbacks -- hell, I'll probably make it through this one too -- but really, a person can only handle so many disappointments at one time. How the fuck am I supposed to pay for PTA school or graduate school now? :/

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"There is no wealth but life..." -- John Ruskin

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Cheers.

Why? ;___;

Oct. 27th, 2012 06:44 pm
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So I just discovered that my Twitter account posted a weight loss ad as me without my knowledge. Which means my account got hacked somehow and now I have to go change all the passwords on my emails and 36 gazillion other internet things I do. My reaction after having about six heart attacks and a stroke:

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I'm too paranoid for this shit, you guys, I don't even click dodgy links or anything.

In other news, I'm going to my cousin's wedding (same cousin who went to school with Stark) in New Orleans next week and am battling all kinds of neuroses about my body as a result. I am officially too neurotic to anticipate what should otherwise be an awesome New Orleans vacation. In the immortal words of Esper; eff. Eff, eff, eff.

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"A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It's jolted by every pebble on the road..." -- Henry Ward Beecher

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Cheers.

P.S. - On the bright side, I do quite like a few of the songs on the new album Green Day released recently, so at least there's that. How are y'all?

*flops*

Apr. 28th, 2012 03:53 pm
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Oof. Internets, my apologies for being such a nonentity 'round these parts lately. The rapidly approaching end of the semester is typically when professors have that "Oh shit" moment and pile on all the extra quizzes, exams, assignments, etc. that they should have spaced out better in order to round out their syllabus without killing off a student or three.

In other words, I'm kind of ridiculously overworked and stressed out and have a lot of non-school-related things on my mind as well, which doesn't really leave much energy left for fandom or internetting in general. But enough excuses, have a few bullet points of what I've been up to lately in between mountains of work:

• I saw The Raven with Le Boyfriend last night; it was actually decently entertaining once you got past John Cusack occasionally ingesting potentially dangerous amounts of scenery.
• I've been keeping up with Glee, Hart of Dixie, Mad Men, and NYC-22 and I actually have a lot of #feelingz about all of them but have just been utterly shit about writing them down to post up here later *facepalm* Anyone who wants to talk about them at me is welcome.
• I started watching (and promptly got addicted to) Lie To Me and The Walking Dead (the latter at behest of a coworker of mine). I like TWD so much that I've even started reading the comic books, which probably means I'm in the process of turning into even more of a giant nerd as we speak.
• My body is so unbelievably ready for The Avengers that it's not even funny (it comes out this week omg omg omg omg *flails*)

And that's pretty much it. How are y'all? I've been keeping up with the flist, but feel free to tell me anyway -- I'm feeling chatty and in desperate need of a distraction :D

Also? GIF!
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Why yes I am still on a bit of a JHutch kick, why do you ask?

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"Nothing like a little judicious levity…" -- Robert Louis Stevenson

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Cheers.
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I swear to the shiny metallic raptor savior I'm going to do something painful and disfiguring to the next person who sees my wrist brace and asks me "Omg Allie what did you do to your hand?"

Would it be too passive aggressive to write "WRIST FRACTURE" on it in silver marker? My mom did something similar when I was little -- she had a car accident that left her with a black eye and enough people were giving my dad dirty looks for it that she had a T-shirt made that said "It was a car accident." Hmmm…

Am also slightly cranky because my weather app promised me a flood of biblical proportions for the next two days (I love the rain) and I have yet to see a drop. It's actually kind of obnoxiously sunny outside. Not to mention how cranky I am at myself for being so utterly crap at keeping up with this thing *facepalm*

I'm just going to go calm down with something caffeinated before I maim someone, since this is pretty much me right now:
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"The more laws, the less justice…" -- Marcus Tullius Cicero

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Cheers.
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Oof, the things I would give to get my words back. Well, more specifically, words unrelated to my goddamn motherfucking stupid Strength & Conditioning paper. The class is boring as shit and I hate the professor and WHY ISN'T THE SEMESTER OVER YET ARGH

In other news, it's T-minus one week to finals (and two weeks until Le Boyfriend graduates from uni), and all I want to do is sleep and read my now-complete collection of Chuck Paolini books (I bought the last Inheritance series book).

...*flop*

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"In fair Weather prepare for foul..." -- Thomas Fuller

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Cheers.

P.S. - My cat got up the fireplace earlier, so Le Boyfriend and I wound up having to give her a bath. I'll die a happy woman if I never have to hear horrible Eldritch howls like that again. Also? She managed to latch her teeth onto my throat in her struggles to escape the tub. I'm okay, but holy shiny metallic JESUS that hurt x_x

P.P.S. - My birthday is in almost exactly two weeks. Why does it seem like only yesterday that I was eagerly counting down to the Great New York Adventure from my last birthday? Where does the time go?
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So, as some of you might have noticed, I've been sweating a lot over getting my internship for next term sorted out. In dealing with all this crap, I've found myself thinking about the (somewhat more) immediate future lately, and so far all it's doing is giving me a massive tension headache.

This got kind of ramble-tastic... )

Now let's pretend I'm not in a giant slump/funk and flash forward to a few years when I might be allowed to do something I actually give a shit about. I find myself at something of a crossroads on what precisely I want to do.

This thought process can also be called 'yet another sign it's time to step away from fandom for a while'... )

*sigh* I don't know if it's my hormones/brain chemistry going out of whack again or what, but it's getting harder to make myself get out of bed and keep pushing through all this shit. I'll probably get over it (I usually do), but these days I'm just so fucking tired...

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"All great achievements require time..." -- Maya Angelou

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Cheers.
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Howdy, internets! My sincerest apologies for dropping off the face of the Earth, I got sucked into studying for two tests this past Friday (one was a disaster, another was challenging but I'm not sure how I did) and shit for my job and trying to sort out my internship and just...real life basically went through round 84930392084 of kicking my ass. Again. But, then again, I suppose one's last year of university is supposed to be hellishly difficult and labor intensive...hm.

To make up for it, have some comment fic [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle and I have been working on in response to [livejournal.com profile] pjvilar's prompt in which Nate makes a deal with the devil -- or, in which [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle and I torture the everloving shit out of Nate. I highly recommend it for any angst fiends out there in search of a fix.

So shit's been pretty insane lately, but this weekend, by contrast, has been uneventful. I guess I needed it to recover from this past week, but still, I think this gif sums it up pretty nicely:

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I guess I should enjoy it while it lasts, because I have another test this week and a group project due as well (different class than the test). I don't have high hopes for either, especially considering how fucking useless my group has been for the latter and how the professor seems to think this is all somehow my fault. Sigh.

And to think, the sickening irony of this is that I'll probably miss the shit out of university once I've been out in the real world like a motherfucking adult for a few years.

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"Action expresses priorities..." -- Mohandas Gandhi

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Cheers.

P.S. - In spite of (or perhaps because of) how busy life's been lately, it's sort of sad how much I'm looking forward to my bi-annual tradition of loading up on candy, watching Nightmare Before Christmas, and eating myself into a diabetic coma while doing so.
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Internets, I can't remember the last time I had a tension headache as bad as the one I have right now. Why, you ask?

Cut for potentially triggery content related to eating disorders )

Jesus fucking Christ, what do you even say to something like that? I know I can't save everyone and all that jazz, but I can't just sit and let this go by either. Any ideas, internets?

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"Sanity is a cozy lie..." -- Susan Sontag

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Cheers.
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Ugh, it figures that my muse would pick this week to come back with a vengeance -- I have two midterms and find out whether or not I got the internship I applied for, plus I'm booked solid at work. And yet? I've been working on the GK/AI crossover since last night.

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I think my brain and my responsibilities are teaming up to kill me. Now might be a good time to place your bets on whether or not I'll survive the semester *facepalm*

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"Earth laughs in flowers..." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Cheers.
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Oy, let me tell you, internets, it's been a trying couple of days. Why? Well, mostly for three reasons:

1) In which emerald_skies bitches about her job (again) )

...that came out a little angrier than I was expecting. I guess that's what you get for bottling shit up?

2) In which emerald_skies bitches about her upcoming senior internship )

3) In which emerald_skies bitches about one of her old grade school friends )

In other news, [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle managed to bring my muse out of its coma! I'm working on a deleted scene for the GK/AI crossover (deleted because it's from Will's POV while the main fic is from Tunny's) as we speak and I might even post it later provided I can get over my raging insecurity about how rusty I probably am.

Finally, on a tangentially related note, I desperately want Will/Tunny fic to this -- DESPERATELY! )

It'd probably come out angsty as fuck but I would still read the shit out of it.

And that's all I've got for now. I adore you all and thank you for your time

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"Ideas shape the course of history..." -- John Maynard Keynes

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Cheers.

P.S. - I just saw a kid who looked unsettlingly like Jake Abel O_o #coolstorybrah

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Sep. 27th, 2011 07:33 am
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I stayed home from class yesterday to meet the cable guys (I had to since I don't have a car and Le Boyfriend needed his for student teaching). They eventually came and, after four fucking hours and some "technical difficulties" (don't even ask me to explain), what do I have to show for it?

Nothing.

Well, unless you count all the cable now bolted to my wall as something. I don't because NONE OF IT FUCKING DOES ANYTHING, but that might just be me.

So now the short and the short of it is that I STILL won't have internet at Le Flat until this coming Saturday at some point between 12:00 and 4:00 p.m. Until then, I'm stuck with phone email (read only *sigh*)/Twitter and on campus internet, plus the flickering unsecured signal that occasionally pops up from somewhere in my apartment complex.

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I hate to sound whiny like this, but is it so unreasonable to wish that something would go right just once? Just to balance out all the bullshit? I know this isn't so bad in the larger scheme of things (I have a place to live, etc.), but it's making work/school/painless existence virtually impossible.

ETA: H'okay, to make up for the seriously whiny nature of this post, I watched and took notes on the Glee season premiere (on the off chance anyone is interested in my thoughts on it):

Glee 3x01 The Purple Piano Project )


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"Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real..." -- Tupac Shakur

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Cheers.
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Oh dear lord, internets, whatever you do, do not assume your life is looking up just because things briefly suck less. I jinxed the fuck out of my life by making that exact mistake *facepalm*

In which emerald_skies bitches about her life (again) (cut for those who are sick to death of listening to me whine) )

The bright side in all this is that Le Boyfriend and I now have our kitty up in university-land with us! \o/ Sure, she has this thing where she likes to wake us up at 5:30 in the morning to get fed for her morning session of zooming around Le Flat at Mach 2, but all in all her presence is a giant improvement.

Now I just have to survive another test (tomorrow), two tutoring shifts, an appointment with my adviser (to clear up a clusterfuck I don't even want to talk about right now), and my lab on Friday. And then I get to stay home next Monday since the cable guy is coming to hook up our T.V./interwebs.

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On a totally unrelated fannish note, the Small Fandom BigBang is coming, and I'm seriously considering looking into signing up the GK/AI crossover (since I love the idea of having art/a mix for it and I've never actually done a BB before). Good idea? Bad idea? Are you even allowed to sign up a piece you've already started? I have no fucking clue about these things, honestly.

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"You can be sincere and still be stupid..." -- Charles F. Kettering

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Cheers.

P.S. - I still can't find my camera. STILL. I'm pretty sure the boxes ate it, but still, this shit is ridiculous.
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So Le Boyfriend and I signed up for AT&T U-verse cable and interwebs yesterday, but the sales guy said a tech won't be able to come out and install everything for another two weeks. TWO WEEKS.

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Universe, I despair of you. How am I supposed to deal with all this moving bullshit without internets to help me unwind so I don't start firing shots from the nearest clock tower?

While we were signing all the paper work and shit, a bird flew into the window and we were pretty sure it was dead -- it seemed like a fitting illustration of what the last couple of days have felt like. On the bright side, the bird eventually got up, slowly shook itself off, and flew away, so maybe that means things will start looking up soon. Fingers crossed.

Anyway, the short and the short of this whole internet thing is that I'll only be able to read emails and read/write on Twitter during a large chunk of the day (since I'll only have phone internet) and then I'll have normal internet while I'm going to class. Basically, please don't take it personally if it takes me forever to answer email/comments; it's nothing personal, I'm just stuck with this arrangement for the next little while *sigh*

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"Composing mortals with immortal fire..." -- W. H. Auden

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Cheers.

ETA: So my Strength & Conditioning professor was talking about body fat percentages today...

Professor: Blah blah blah blah the normal range for women these days is 16-30%, but I generally like my females to be on the lower end of that range (verbatim quote)
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The prof is a personal trainer when he's not molding our young minds so he claimed he meant his female clients, but still, talk about unfortunate word choice...
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Ugh. UGH, I say.

Internets, never fucking move anywhere if you have the chance. Pick a place and stay there. The last couple of days have been such a fucking clusterfuck, y'all have NO IDEA. First of all, the movers came early. Second, Le Boyfriend and I were in a minor car accident while all this moving was going on (everyone was fine).

And finally? Finally? I had to use campus wi-fi to put up this post because the cable guy hasn't come to set up our T.V./interwebs yet. (This is also why I missed the re-watch, on the off chance anyone was wondering).

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On the bright side, our place is pretty fucking swanky (even though the A/C refuses to go below 80 *facepalm*). Pics will come as soon as my camera reappears from the fourth dimension I'm CONVINCED inhabits one of our 5646578941452 boxes.

In the mean time, I get to spend the next three hours in a meeting for my tutoring job. We'll see if my attention span can handle that kind of pressure...

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"We are all born mad. Some remain so..." -- Samuel Beckett

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Cheers.
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BREAKING NEWS: I GOT THE TUTORING JOB!! I'll be working as a university writing tutor on Tuesdays and Thursdays!

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This is supposed to be gleeful flailing instead of angry/seizure-tastic flailing

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Dear maintenance guys working right outside my window,

I wish I could find words to describe how fucking much I hate you right now. I didn't think it was physically possible for ladders to make that much noise (much less the hammering y'all have been doing all goddamn day) but by God, you guys managed it. FUCK OFF ALREADY.

No love,
[livejournal.com profile] emerald_skies


ANYWAY, just in case any of y'all ever feel like you're a giant loser who needs to get a life, console yourselves with the fact that you'd have to try pretty hard to out-nerd me. Why, you ask?

I put fandom into my jewelry.

*facepalm* )

Finally, I got around to watching Lilo & Stitch today, and have decided that Stitch is officially my favorite Disney character of all time (OF ALL TIME). Does it seem weirdly fitting somehow to anyone else that my favorite Disney character is a psychotic little alien? I feel like that says something about me as a person psychologically...


Cheers.
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In today's edition of "Why Twitter Continues To Be Utterly Tasteless", #AaliyahsAirplanePlaylist is trending (or, it was this morning, the trending list won't load now for some reason). Classy.

For those who live under a rock (which is fine, I normally do too), here's why I find this objectionable

In other news, even though it's only (ha!) 89ºF outside, I still showed up to my first class covered in sweat like I sprinted -- even though I walked at a fairly leisurely pace. Why, you ask? Because the heat index makes it feel like it's 95ºF and most of the trip was over concrete (which radiates heat like a bastard).

That's not the best part though; the high today is supposed to be 105. Remember that 6 degrees the heat index is supposed to add? I get to walk home feeling like it's 111ºF outside. Please excuse me while I die of heatstroke.

Finally, Le Boyfriend and I get to go argue with the people who own our next apartment complex because we noticed a mistake on our lease (which we signed yesterday) that might tack on an extra four months to our stay. ETA: We emailed the office types at the complex and they wrote us back saying we could come re-sign a corrected version of the lease any time today (in other words, no arguing appears to be necessary). Maybe Raptor Jesus took pity on my poor heat-stroke-stricken self.

The only bright side today is that I have just one class (Drugs & Behavior) to go to, and I managed to find the classroom okay even though it's in a building I've never had classes in before. Not an encouraging sign of what the rest of today is gonna be like. To summarize?

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"Books, the children of the brain..." -- Jonathan Swift

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Cheers.

P.S. - Happy birthday, ASkars! Please feel free to get into lots of drunken shenanigans (again) which will inevitably wind up on the internet (again)
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Dear La Famille,

I understand your desire for me to handle the nuts and bolts of terminating my current flat lease and setting up my new one (which, among other things, involves a LOT of talking on the phone), but I'm really tired of y'all waiting until I get off the phone to tell me that I said something wrong (or didn't say something I needed to, etc). The whole "Here, I'll do it *snatches phone away*" is pretty fucking irritating too. I'm aware that I suck at being a responsible adult, but I'm probably not going to learn unless people tell me how to fix what I'm doing wrong instead of just saying that I did something wrong in general. Consider working on that?

Yours in frustration,
[livejournal.com profile] emerald_skies (who, at the moment, is almost kind of missing being 17 and responsibility-free by this point)


On top of all this moving out shit, I still have to pack to head back up to university-land on Sunday, to pick up my vicious trained attack kitten from the vet tomorrow, and I still have to order my fucking textbooks.

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I would write to make myself feel better, but my muse has fucked off too. My life, SO FUCKING HARD.

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"History is a vast early warning system..." -- Norman Cousins

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Cheers.

P.S. - Not to mention the fact that I'm trying to re-route some of my budget to get new headphones since my current ones broke (due to possible cat predations). AUGH.

OhdearGod.

Jul. 30th, 2011 08:34 pm
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Okay, someone needs to PLEASE EXPLAIN THIS SHIT TO ME RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I'M FREAKING THE FUCK OUT.

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OhGodohGodohGodohGod

So yeah, just to re-iterate; I'm begging y'all, please never EVER send any Starsgard I write to ANY of the GK cast. Ever.

Brb, nursing an ulcer.

In other news, I went to write some more Tunny/Will/Extraordinary Girl fic (which is now at 27,000ish words...) and wound up writing a really sappy Tunny/EG scene for the GK/AI crossover instead *facepalm* I hate my brain sometimes.

I had more I was going to say, but I got sidetracked by the whole thing where an anon meme succeeded in turning me into a nervous wreck.

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"Illusion is the first of all pleasures..." -- Voltaire

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Cheers.
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THING THE FIRST (relevant to the title actually): I introduced [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle To Michael Esper's Twitter the other night. Hilarity ensued when she got the full picture of just how delightfully insane he is, lol (you thought I was joking about the ten tweets in eight minutes thing!) He's worth following if you're not a) neurotic and shy like me and/or b) opposed to a really startling amount of A.D.H.D.

THING THE SECOND: Videos (aka Two New Reasons emerald_skies Hearts Justin Timberlake) )

THING THE THIRD: Les Neighbors and I are still working on catching the feral mama cat and kittens, but I did manage to get a few pictures of them recently!

Here thar be kittehs! )

And now back to working on the T/W/EG fic before certain people come back and beat me for not getting more done on it *gulps*

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"You can't test courage cautiously..." -- Annie Dillard

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Cheers.

P.S. - Livejournal, I swear to God, I've been trying to make this damn post go through for the last FOUR GODDAMN DAYS...
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Writing Is Hard Moment #829: Finally, finally getting to the sexytimes portion of a fic and realizing that you can't decide what (or who *snicker*) you want the characters to do first. You'd think it wouldn't be that difficult, and yet? Instant headache.

Anyway, has anyone ever read anything written by David Foster Wallace? I c/p'ed a bit of Idiot fic into this writing analysis thingy I got from [livejournal.com profile] l_s_d_me and it said I write like David Foster Wallace. I have fuck all clue who that is or what his writing style is like (aside from the fact that it's evidently similar to mine), so whether this is a good or bad thing remains to be seen.

In other news, I realized yesterday that I have Chemistry lab at 8:00 a.m. the morning after Le Boyfriend and I are supposed to go to a midnight showing of DH:P2. That's going to be...interesting....

Nope, still worth it.

That being said, moar meme!

Day Seventeen: Are they the bane of your existence, or the easiest part of the fic? Also, if you do chaptered fic, do you give each chapter a title, or not?

Oh my God, a relatively simple question for once! Overall titles are usually pretty easy for me, but I go fucking nuts if I try to do chapter titles. Idk why, I just suck at them, so I generally don't do them unless I have some sort of miraculous "Eureka!" moment.


Welp, that's about it. And now back to intermittent bouts of writing and trawling Facebook/Twitter for new pictures to fangirl over. Honestly, I should just give in and get a Twitter, the only reasons I haven't yet are a) because I'm already horribly addicted to the internet as it is and b) my life is so rampantly uninteresting that I probably wouldn't be able to think of anything to post on it. I'd just wind up using it to stalk celebrities I like *headdesk* On the other hand, it could be a chance to hone my skills at comedy through brevity/abruptness.

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"Better is the enemy of good..." -- Voltaire

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Cheers.

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