Ad hoc, ad loc, and quid pro quo! So little time! So much to know!

Assorted friends/acquaintances through life: Hey, Allie, how come you never go out in shorts? Doesn't it get hot wearing jeans all the time?
[Later, when I wear shorts to humor them even though I know what's coming…]
Same friends/acquaintances: Wow, your legs are really pale! *gawking, staring, generally freaking out like they don't know I'm basically a cave creature*
Me: Wow, you just answered your own question(s)


And then some time passes, people forget, and it starts over again. Repeat ad nauseum. Am I the only person who has to deal with this, or is it just a #gingerproblems sort of thing?

In other news, I checked after uploading my most recent batch of gifs and it turns out I now have 925 gifs/macros, so I'm probably going to do a gif swap post pretty soon. It lets me delude myself into thinking that I'm being productive when I have, in actuality, done next to nothing recently but fuck around in one form or another. I mean sure, RL periodically forces me into brief bouts of responsibility still (errands, packing/moving, etc.), but in terms of average productivity? I got nothin'. The worst part? The neurotic overachiever in me still feels horribly guilty about this for some reason.



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"If you don't ask, you don't get…"

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Cheers.

Internets, it just hit me this morning that, one month from today, I'll have graduated from uni (with a motherfucking degree and everything).

…so why do I suddenly feel like I don't know anything? Is this normal, or am I just being neurotic and insane again?


In other news, I saw two movies this weekend: Cabin in the Woods (possibly the biggest meta-movie I've ever seen) and Detention. For those of you unfamiliar with Detention, one of its chief draws for me was this darling little fella:


This gif actually sums up my reaction to the movie pretty well

It was easily one of the top 3 weirdest movies I've ever seen in my entire life and I spent at least half of it feeling completely lost, but I had an absolute blast anyway. It's a limited release, but if any of y'all happen to find yourself near a city playing it and you have the time/the means, I highly recommend checking it out.


Now if y'all will excuse me, I'll just be over here in the corner debating which show to watch first out of the 3 I have set to DVR in the same time slot tonight -- The Borgias, Mad Men, or NYC 22. Actually, let's be real, I think we all know what I'm realistically going to pick…


Expect a post squeeing about Stark and his stupid adorable face tomorrow.

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"Big results require big ambitions…" -- Heraclitus

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Cheers.

P.S. - ( Let's talk about this JHutch picture I found on ONTD… )

Random observation of the day: I've gotten really distressingly good at pretending to be happy/normal in spite of how crappy I feel inside. Funnier still, I'm pretty good at this in spite of the fact that I'm an absolutely crap liar otherwise.

My sincerest apologies for letting so much time go by without an update. I promise I'm physically okay, I've just been putting all my energy into staying relatively functional which, in turn, doesn't leave a whole lot of drive to update this thing. Not to mention that I just haven't really had anything to report. To sum up the last week or so:

- Thanksgiving dinner with La (Extended) Famille was equal parts depressing and chock full of schadenfreude. Dad's side of the family is full of snooty (by varying degrees) rich people who have all kinds of drama going on with each other but they're too well-bred and repressed to say anything about it so much backhanded shit abounds as a result.
- Went to a local renaissance festival with La Famille and generally enjoyed the people-watching. For instance, I saw a guy in a full Star Wars storm trooper outfit who was also wearing a kilt. No joke. Plus a lot of Assassin's Creed outfits, which is probably the new fad (it was Jack Sparrow costumes in previous years).
- Spent the rest of the time doing as little as humanly possible in an attempt to recharge my batteries a bit

See what I mean? Not a whole lot to report.

In the mean time, any advice from those of y'all with similar mood disorders (bipolar, depression, etc.) would be sincerely appreciated. It's gotten bad enough a couple of times now that I've honest-to-God considered drinking again, potential negative interactions with my meds be damned. It would probably help me sleep better, if nothing else -- none of this sleep-constantly-and-still-wake-up-exhausted bullshit.

Yes, I know I should call my shrink, I'm working up to that

Aaand that's enough whining about myself. I hope things are going okay for y'all at least (I may not have posted much recently but I do make an effort to read through my flist each day anyway).

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"Keep up appearances whatever you do..." -- Charles Dickens

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Cheers.

P.S. - Can someone please explain Cyber Monday to me? I've heard of Black Friday about a million times over the years, but I've never heard of Cyber Monday until this year.

Welp, I just discovered that Glee now starts right as my Tuesday shift at work ends.



So much for going to the watch-along posts again.

I wish RL would stop taking fandom from me, it's a lot cheaper than my fucking $800/hour shrink and works a whole lot better at keeping me from having a complete fucking meltdown. On the other hand, I now have a newfound respect for those of y'all who do the regular nine-to-five-like-a-motherfucking-adult thing and yet still have the time to be active in at least one fandom (if not several). Color me impressed, y'all.

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"I always entertain great hopes..." -- Robert Frost

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Cheers.

P.S. - I'm still sick. STILL. Can someone tell me what breathing normally is like? I dimly remember it being pretty rad...

Oof. Internets, for those who don't know, pretending to be a responsible adult fucking sucks. Between the moving and my job (which I'll talk about in a minute) and preparing to deal with having my first pet that I'm in charge of and just...university shit in general? I'm dying. Dying.

For one thing, remember that car wreck I mentioned that Le Boyfriend and I were in a few days ago? Well, the people involved finally filed their insurance claim, except in this instance they claimed two people in their car were injured. Even though Le Boyfriend and La Famille asked repeatedly at the time if everyone was all right and everyone said yes.



On account of my chosen vocation, I know how people generally move if they're hurt somehow -- these people weren't moving/acting like they were hurt. So, it essentially appears that we're being swindled, which leaves Le Boyfriend stuck dealing with the claims adjusters and shit on top of everything else that's been going on lately *facepalm*

On the bright side, my first day of tutoring work (yesterday) went by without much excitement, and I even managed to make it through my shift without weeping for the slow death of the English language, not even once. The only hitch was that it felt pretty fucking weird to tell graduate students what to do with their papers and actually have them listen to me. People with at LEAST four years on me were taking me seriously O_o

In unrelated (but similarly boggling news), I was emoting to La Famille last night about how much it sucks not to have internet -- both for obvious reasons and because I really do need it for school -- and then I got an email this morning saying they're considering buying me a Verizon mobile hotspot. Basically, something I can plug into my computer and then boom, instant internet, no matter where I am.

I'm stunned, internets. I was already aware of these mobile hotspot things and I do secretly covet the shit out of them, but I wasn't even going to think of asking for one since all this moving crap is already turning out to be amazingly expensive. Please excuse me while I sit around and wait for the other proverbial shoe to drop; nothing this good ever randomly happens to me without some sort of catch.

ETA: I was right! La Famille contacted me again and said to forget about it because we discovered that there's a mandatory obscenely expensive data plan that comes with said mobile wi-fi. As in 2 years minimum at $50 a month, no matter how much (or little) the thing gets used. FUCK. THAT. SHIT.

Finally, is anyone else morbidly intrigued by the upcoming Twilight movie? I've been seeing trailers for it all over creation lately and it looks so cracktastically insane that I just might have to look into watching it (with a free movie ticket or something, because it'll be a cold day in Hell before I pay to see one of those monstrosities). Maybe I'll drag Le Boyfriend into it so we can Rifftrax the shit out of it -- could be fun, right?

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"We fear the thing we want the most..." -- Robert Anthony

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Cheers.

P.S. - The air conditioning at Le (New) Flat is still broken. STILL *sob* This is Not A Good Thing when the daily highs still keep hovering around the triple digits.

P.P.S. - Anyone else who's feeling especially downtrodden by life lately is welcome to commiserate with me. After all, misery does love company!

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).



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.

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)

So, internets, I was looking through my local newspaper this morning and I found something that just about made me choke on my drink. The website for my local paper didn't have the article, but I managed to find an ABCnews article covering the same thing.

Texas Nonprofit Gives Scholarships to White Males

Highlights include:

"When Colby Bohannan was looking for college financial aid nine years ago, he concluded that he was at a disadvantage because of his race...."In the landscape of the scholarship foundations in this country, there is just one demographic that does not have a single dedicated scholarship," he told ABCNews.com. And that demographic, said Bohannan, is white males..."

and

"...Bohannan launched the Former Majority Association for Equality, a nonprofit organization that takes its name from the fact that according to U.S. census numbers, non-Hispanic whites make up only 45 percent of the Texas state population..."

and

"..."Trying to afford an education is not easy," said Bohannan, 28. "Just because you're white and male doesn't mean you have a bunch of money lying around to pay for books and rent."..."


In other words: "Oh, won't someone PLEASE think of the white men?!"



And people here wonder why the rest of the world mocks the shit out of us. Idiots like this are why I despair of the world sometimes.

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"All sins are attempts to fill voids..." Simone Weil

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Cheers.

P.S. - I love how he's bitching about how expensive college is and yet conveniently ignores all the benefits he can get for THIS EXACT THING by virtue of being a veteran. Someone's obviously never heard of the G.I. bill.

Argh, I think playing in the GK fandom sandbox has given me a permanent inferiority complex about my porn writing abilities. Everyone else is so goddamn amazing at it that I'm just like "...well fuck, how am I supposed to compare to THAT?!" followed by much anguish and rending of garments.

Anyone else have this problem from time to time, or am I just neurotic and insane?

...*crickets*

Just neurotic and insane? Okay then.

In other news, the Google Earth car (with its little ball of camera lenses on a stick) drove by my house this morning. If I suddenly disappear within the next couple of days, I think it's safe to assume that Skynet has finally come for me and I've become another casualty in humanity's continuing war with the machines.

Yeah, it's been one of those days. Anyway, meme!

Day Nineteen: When you have bunnies, do you sit down and start writing right away, or do you write down the idea for further use?

Depends on how fleshed out the bunny is when it hops into my head (horrible pun fully intended). If it's one of those perfect, movie-esque scene in my head kind of deals then yeah, I sit down and start writing right off the bat. If it's just a random line or snippet though, I just jot it down on a Sticky and then spend the rest of the day playing around with the idea in my head.

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"Be happy. It's one way of being wise..." -- Colette

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Cheers.

P.S. - ASkars is coming to San Diego Comic Con. WHY MUST I BE HALFWAY ACROSS THE COUNTRY AND TOO BROKE TO REMEDY THIS SITUATION?!



Lol first world problems.

Oof, I know the way my chemistry class is designed is meant to be convenient (all online except for the labs and final exam, which are in person), but I still think that anything requiring me to do science before ten o'clock in the morning constitutes cruel and unusual punishment. If I were a more proactive individual, I would consider putting the ACLU on this.

That being said, have a random odds and ends list (because the fandom part of my brain is still more or less in a coma):

1) ( A busty woman rant (cut for potential TMI) )

I know, I know, life is hard, cry moar, etc. etc. Just had to get that off my chest (ha!)

2) A web comic for those of us who frequently find life falling short of our movie-esque mental pictures

3) As someone who's been reading Dilbert comics (and buying books of them) for years, this disappoints me a great deal (potential trigger warning for talk of rape). It's sad that someone with a (mostly) pretty clever sense of humor has such a streak of internet neckbeard-ness. I s'pose I won't be buying Dilbert comic books/anthologies anymore.

And now back to lying around feeling crummy and waiting for the nausea to go away. Random bouts of unidentified disease/general malaise fucking suck, homes.

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"All serious daring starts from within..." -- Eudora Welty

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Cheers.

P.S. - Does anyone 'round these parts watch Sons of Anarchy? I've had it on my Netflix queue forever because Charlie Hunnam's character is a DEAD FUCKING RINGER for Le Boyfriend, but still have yet to watch it for some reason. Should I check it out?