If you need me, I'll be up for four or five days.
Mood :: 
amused
I marathoned awesome yesterday. AD/BC, all of Nathan Barley, and then a rewatch of Sweet. Jaime was with me for most of it, though the Sweet-watching was surreptitious and on headphones to avoid him wincing at naked Noel. Anyway, thoughts!
AD/BC - fucking hilarious. Even better if you're a fan of Jesus Christ Superstar. It includes the line, "Time is like a menstruous woman," which made me laugh so hard my hearing went fuzzy. A solid A.
Nathan Barley - great, for the most part. I know Jones is only in it for a total of five minutes or so, but I love him, and the Dan vs. Nathan tension was often very funny. It dragged a bit for me at points, but overall, I enjoyed it. It's a bit dark and a bit mean. Neither of those bother me; just figured I'd give fair warning. I'll call it a B.
Sweet - what can I say? Naked Noel, bizarre plot, much hilarity, and canon slash. It. Is. GLORIOUS. A+, my friends. A+.
Also, Jaime flat-ironed my hair for me last night. He remarked that it looked Naboo-ish (the length is spot-on), so I called him Bollo for a while. Now, the natural curl is fighting back, and it has a Selphie flip at the bottom. I
love it.
I'll go through my e-mails later today, I swear.
Mood :: 
pensive
Woke up at 7:30am (after going to bed at 4:30am because sleep and I have a dysfunctional relationship) so Jaime and I could get to Moffitt before 10:30. We were making really good time, too, like half an hour ahead, but then we hit traffic that ended up making us fifteen minutes late. Turned out there had been a horrible wreck - it broke my heart a little bit. A large truck, one that Jaime said looked like the type used for fruit transportation, was lodged deep in a ditch by the side of the road. The cabin was practically non-existent. I don't think there's any way the driver made it out of that alive. The odd feeling that settled in my stomach at that kind of stuck around the rest of the way to Moffitt. I let go of it eventually, though; I've had plenty of memento mori moments in the past year. Just another one to file away.
Moffitt was astoundingly boring. We were there for a follow-up with the neurology clinic after all of Jaime's January drama. The day started off with an MRI, during which I called my mom and jabbered for an hour. That was nice. I tend to avoid socializing a fair amount, but every once in a while, I get reminded of how pleasant it can be. Anyway, after that we went to the neurology clinic, where we sat for
over an hour in the waiting room. I'm not kidding, not exaggerating even a hair. We got to Moffitt for an MRI and what should've been a quick appointment at 10:45am, and we didn't get to leave until 2:15pm. Fucking ridiculous. I forgave them pretty quickly, though. Jaime's MRI came back beautiful. No further appointments necessary. The only ties he has left to this are the scans he has to get every few months. Other than that? Free.
It was in good spirits (and with empty stomachs) that we went to International Plaza after that. That's one of the coolest malls I've ever been in. Got food, wandered around - saw a kind of amazing store packed full of accessories called GLAM that I will ransack once I have an income - would've gotten something done at Sephora if I hadn't been getting tired and Jaime flagging even more, and bounded with my last burst of energy like a giddy child into Lush. My goal? See the mythical Goth Juice, of course! I was even giddy enough to play along and try out their salt and sugar scrub demos. They have a deal going right now where you can put together a little box of hair product samples for $15, and Jaime was kind enough to not only get me that, but also a little hemisphere of solid sugar scrub. So! Now I have a tiny jar of Goth Juice to try out and cuddle and watch Boosh with. Victory!
Speaking of Boosh, I was flitting about YouTube (watching some amazing clips like
this one) and got inspired to look for Nathan Barley again. It took me all of five minutes to find the whole series. I'm not sure how I fucked up my searching so bad last time. I found AD/BC as well, which I'm psyched about. Matt Berry and Richard Ayoade musical with Julian Barratt and a tiny bit of Noel Fielding - how can you go wrong?!
Aaaaanyway. After that whole day, we came home and crashed. I woke up just after 11pm. I freaking slept through SYTYCD
and The Fashion Show. So, I watched Top Gear until the repeat of TFS came on, then found SYTYCD clips online to catch up.
( And oh my gosh, was there a lot to catch up on. )As far as TFS goes, I don't feel like cutting for two sentences, so I'll just say this without spoilers: My favorite made the final four. I know where my vote's going. :D
So since I napped for a couple hours, I couldn't sleep. :\ Hence, this entry! And now, with Placebo in my headphones and my Lush goodies waiting for me to play with them in the morning, I think I might be able to catch a few more hours. Ought to at least try, I suppose.
Photoshop for fun and... well, not profit. More fun?
Mood :: 
creative
I'm thinking of clearing up some userpic slots so I can make some new ones - better quality FFVIII ones, Disgaea stuff, maybe a bit more Boosh and Persona, definitely more Castlevania. The question is, which ones to delete? Maybe a better question would be, which ones
shouldn't I delete?
You can see all my userpics
here. Any suggestions, flist? Which ones should I hang onto without fail?
P.S. Yes, thoughtful Joshua, as seen on this post, isn't going anywhere. I think I use him the most. <3
Fandom | Real Life
Mood :: 
hopeful
I finished Disgaea (the main game, at least), and I gotta say, I'm a little angry at it. You see, I was aiming for the Good Ending. I got the Normal Ending. I was very, very, VERY careful about not killing any of my allies, and so I'm kind of baffled. Throwing prinnies doesn't count as an ally kill, does it? I read online that prinnies are meant to explode, so that doesn't count. How about killing clones of your party members in the Item World? Those are the only transgressions I can think of. I was wary about taking out the clones, too, but Laharl counterattacked and took one out, and I figured since they were enemies and not the actual allies, it would be okay. Rrrgh. Guess this just means I'll have to be even more careful on my second cycle, yeah?
I am so going to crochet myself my own version of
this. As much as I love the yellow scarf I wear to feel P3-ish sometimes, that's just uncharted levels of awesome. Must do it.
Is it bad that my newest fandom is pretty much a fanon AU that's taken on a life of its own in fic? I feel a little pathetic, I gotta say. It's so entertaining, though!
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Pictures for Sad Children continues to
put my crazy into words. Actually, the anxiety's been getting better lately. Of course, now that I've said that, it'll probably slide right back up to flailing levels, but oh well. It'll come down again. I can wait it out.
Jaime's a normal dude, my friends. No more restrictions, no more implants, no more meds. Normal. Well, as normal as he was before, at least, which may not be saying much. But. How cool is that?
My internet has been going up and down like a hyper hypo on a pogo stick the past couple of days. It's a bit frustrating. Seems to be leveling out now, thankfully.
Grad school set-up's going well. Lease - check; utilities - check; funding - mostly check, though a few details are still being discussed; registration - immunization record transfer is underway and should be done well before my registration date. All according to plan, at the moment. Coasting is fun.
Happy fourth, and happy port-th!
Mood :: 
bouncy
A few people have asked me how Jaime's surgery went, so I figured I'd put it up here in case anyone else was curious, but not enough to contact me - it went perfectly. :) He's doing really, really well. So well, in fact...
( Cut for a photo. :D )P.S. Happy birthday, America! We may have our spats now and again, but you know I do love you, baby. Party? Party.
I should know better, I really should.
Mood :: 
hot
I decided to check out a certain meme before trying to sleep tonight, and set about reading the newest chapter of a fic I've been half-following. It's a bit dark and depressing, and deals with some serious illness, but I figured I'd be fine. I've never been triggered by a fic before, you see. I can handle dark fiction just fine. But then... but then, the storyline that had previously been about an HIV scare suddenly became about a cancer scare. Specifically, about a late stage lymphoma scare. And now I'm just panicking blindly, on the verge of tears, feeling so goddamn stupid for leading myself into this. I knew the symptoms mentioned in earlier chapters would fit that, but I just kind of figured I was reading too much into it, connecting things back to my personal traumas as people are prone to do. Augh. I should've
known.
Edit to add: I think I'm extra sensitive because of SYTYCD tonight. They had a Pas de Deux, and I started thinking about how much I loved Will and Katee's Pas de Deux last season, and I remembered that I had to watch it online because shortly before it came on, Jaime accidentally pulled out a clump of his hair. I was shaving his head while the number aired. This just has not been my night, I guess.
A carnival of segues!
Mood :: 
mellow
I have lots of things I want to link to and, rather than putting them into reasonable posts with plenty of surrounding commentary, I've decided to just see if I can string them all together six-degrees style.
Let's open with some science-y interest:
Teenage Baby May Lack Master Ageing Gene. You can see pictures of the girl in question
here. This is one story I'd like to follow - her condition is utterly baffling given the amount of knowledge I have now. I'd love to learn what the full story is.
Speaking of NewScientist stories, Jaime wrote about the issues with "equal time" arguments (spurred by the craziness exhibited by some commenters on a NS story)
here. I couldn't agree more. Love his brain.
Speaking of my friends' concentrated awesome, Cathy made
an artbook! It's
gorgeous, no lie. I'm so glad I snagged her for artistic duties on my comic book; someday, I'll hold her to that. >:D She sent us a copy of her book with a handwritten note inside. Could be worth something on eBay someday. Worth something to me personally right now.
Speaking of surprises that made me smile,
Kris Allen and Adam Lambert just get cuter and cuter. I don't ship it - Kris and his wife are adorable and
true - but I do adore the bromance (even if I hate the term bromance. Ugh!).
Speaking of BFF entertainers,
the Boosh boys are going to be at Comic Con! Aaaaaaaugh, I want to be there
so.
BAD. I need to encounter the glory in person.
( BONUS: Noel Fielding picspam! Because he's both part of a very talented team AND guhbuhlovely! )Speaking of Comic Con, I kind of love the exclusive Pullip,
LaLa, that they're going to be selling there. I don't have the cash for her, and even if I did, I'm not sure I could justify spending it on a doll
that's not Kirsche or Jade, but she sure is fun to window-shop at.
Speaking of Pullips, how neat is
Princess Ann? A second Hepburn Pullip, and not only is she cute as a button, she looks even better than the first one did! I sent Jaime that link, and he said she's pretty much me as a Pullip. I'm seriously flattered.
Speaking of cute little things, the world's ugliest dog isn't ugly at all!
Look at him! He's
adorable! I guess I'm glad he won, since that's the only reason I've gotten to see him and all, but ugly? No way.
Speaking of physical aberrations, there was this article on NewScientist about a teenager who looks like a baby and is developmentally much younger than she should be. Apparently, she may lack some sort of master ageing gene...
Top 5 Countdown!
Mood :: 
oddly awake
I DID IT. I finally finished all the top 5 lists. And here, my friends, they all are. Warning: this post is
huge, both word count and size wise.
( Cut for MASSIVE amounts of text and many, many, MANY pictures! )
An angry crab in my tummyspace!
Mood :: awake
Jaime's having surgery tomorrow morning. Granted, it's just a routine port removal, but still; I am a ball of nerves. Urrrrrgh.
Hopefully, once he's port-free and resting at home, I can finally finish up my Top 5's post.
And my "Meet Souji's 'Rents!" fic. And then I can start my "P4 Goes to DisneySea" fic.Not sure why I'm posting now - possibly just because I haven't for a while; probably because I'm so incredibly nervous and it's easier than sleeping right now.
Be back tomorrow.
Jaime, you're not allowed to guess.
Mood :: amused
Let's play a game!
1. Lelouch/Suzaku
2. Simon/Rossiu
3. Ichigo/Keigo
I didn't used to ship any of these, and I still don't for the most part, but they all have one thing in common that makes me a little weak. What is that thing?
FUCK.
Mood :: 
frustrated
I tried to do
this - had every single section of Jay's site open in separate tabs so I could go quick and everything - but the anxiety kicked in. I started shaking, fumbled with the keys, and was just too damn slow. AUGH. NO.
Memeries
Mood :: chipper
Another fun bit (if you missed the first one, go
here! I'll be writing it up fairly soon) stolen from
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middlerelief:
Rules:
01. Anyone who looks at this entry has to post this meme and their current wallpaper at their LiveJournal.
02. Explain in five sentences why you're using that wallpaper!
03. Don't change your wallpaper before doing this! The point is to see what you had on!( Now I face out, I hold out, I reach out to the truth... )
I wanna gooooo another rooooound...
Mood :: cheerful
Good things happenin', good things happenin', but more on that once some stuff is finalized. For now, a fun little thing snitched from
middlerelief:
Comment on this post with a subject for a top 5 (ships, songs, things in life, anything! For example: top 5 beverages, etc.) you would like to see me answer, and I will reply to all your questions in a new entry. You can ask more than one question if you like.Gogogogogo!
How Sony won me over, and then lost me completely.
Mood :: frustrated
Sony: FFXIII?
FFXIII: I'm so pretty, and look at my crazy plot!
Me: Yay! *drool*
Sony: More Squenix?
Me: Versus XIII, please.
Sony: FFXIV?
Me: WHAT.
FFXIV: I'm so pretty, and look at my standard plot!
Me: Approve, approve.
FFXIV: ... Online.
Me: YOU ARE DEAD TO ME.
Sony: So, we've shown stuff for all audiences, from teen and tween girls to hardcore gamers...
Me: So teen girls are the opposite of hardcore gamers, huh? Interesting. I think we're done here.
Bonus: I can't stand how "casual" has become a dirty word. What's PS3's answer to Wiimote style motion control being "casual"? First person shooter mode. Ugh. Why isn't gaming about enjoying playing games anymore?
Apartments, projects, and E3!
Mood :: 
dorky
Jaime and I are compiling a list of promising-sounding apartments in Gainesville. We're heading up there tomorrow to look around, visit some places, and get an idea of where we'd like to live. I'm really, really psyched about this whole idea. Going back to school is going to be great, and having our own place again will be even better. Not that I don't love the family, but really. Gotta have my own little corner of the universe.
I kind of have website idea, though I don't know if any of them will actually come to fruition. Aaaaanyway, for my own reference,
( I should try to make these happen sometime. )I still have G4, but E3 coverage is worth putting up with their crap for, I think. Plus, Wiebe Watch is fun. Go Wiebe! A lot of Nintendo's stuff from their conference looks neat. I want 358/2 Days more than is healthy. I'm kinda pissed at Nintendo, though. Where's my new Kid Icarus, guys?! C'mon!
It's okay. I can content myself with
this. Allow me to summarize that for you: ATLUS. WII. ROGUELIKE. RPG. TALKING. FERRET. MUST. PLAY.
Now, to await Sony's conference. Epic or epic fail, this oughta be good.
A maze of relationships!
Mood :: 
excited
Jaime's playing Persona 4.
:D
Warm food, cool belly.
Mood :: content
Broke 3 miles on the bikes today. It's funny - if I ride the exercise bike, I can do ten miles easy, barely breaking a sweat. Outside, though? On real, irregular roads, with maneuvering to deal with, and in the Florida heat? 3 miles, whoo!
Jaime and I have also been swimming a lot, even on the days we don't bike. It's actually warm enough now that the pool is usable, so we're using it. :D We had corn on the cob while flailing around in the water today. Sometimes, I really love living in Florida.
The rest of the time? I hide inside with the AC and write fanfic, crochet dolls, and play video games. It's kind of wearying sometimes, not having any real goals, but that'll be dealt with soon enough. For now, I'm trying to enjoy the laziness. Today, at least, I think I succeeded.
Careful; you'll blow my cover.
Mood :: 
curious
I was considering writing up my thoughts on the American Idol finale, but
TV Without Pity pretty much summed it up.
Okay, flist, could you help me out with a fic? I could use some opinions. Here's the deal - there's a character in this fic that I really, really relate to. We're similar in a lot of ways, but of course, we're not the same person, so I try to be very aware of how I'm writing her and make sure I don't fall back on just using my voice. I think it's going well. Anyway, the problem is, at one point in the fic, I'd like her to get her hair cut short. There's a mission that involves her passing as a boy, and I'm planning on having her go ahead and chop it all off rather than tucking it up in a hat or something, just because she feels like it. It's not essential to the plot, but it fits nicely. I think her boyfriend's reaction in particular would be pretty humorous. What I'm worried about is that I used to have long hair, but I chopped mine off, and now I keep it short. If I make this character who canonically has long hair cut hers off too, am I just subconsciously writing her to be more like me? Is it possible to pull off an appearance change like that without it throwing the readers off? If you need more details, see my icon.
Like that wasn't already obvious. Le sigh.Even if I decide to ditch the hair cutting, I think that bit of the fic will be fun, especially since the main plot is rather serious. Hope it all turns out as compelling as it is in my head.
Ruminating on pointless things, ruminating... the peasants...
Mood :: 
determined
The Persona 4 love is strong in me once more. I've been reading a bunch of fic, and I gotta say, the P4 fandom is
awesome. There's a fair amount of awful fic, but there's also a decent spattering of truly excellent stuff all around. A lot of it is either pairing-free or Souji/Yosuke as well, which is a great bonus for my shipper sensibilities. I'm gearing up to start my third playthrough of the game (or maybe my sixth of FFVIII, depending on how I feel), as well as slowly working on an interactive fic-ish P4 thing. And once I have money? I'm totally going to get
this poster set. I'll hang them up in a line, right by my FFVIII wall hangings - two bamboo scrolls, fabric world map, and giant Squall wallscroll. My desk space will be a place of fanjoy.
The craftitude is also rather strong, though my productivity is effectively nil at the moment. I've got ideas, damnit! I'm hoping the timing of both cashflow and required activities will work out so that Jaime and I can go to
this. I already know which projects I'd take! Oh, and I spotted a nifty
soft circuit merit badge tutorial on Craft recently. I'm typically not a fan of soft circuit stuff, but that's because most projects I run into use Arduinos, and... well... Jaime and I tend to call the Arduino "The Tard Weiner". Immature, yes, but I think it gets our shared feelings on the matter across effectively. Anyway, that badge project is rather cute and put together smartly, so I approve. If I ever get
back into badges, I may have to try that tutorial out.
As far as non-fandom, non-craft stuff goes, I'm gradually working my way through a few textbooks to be extra-prepared for going back to school, researching apartment options in Gainesville, and kicking around some ideas for my poor neglected comic and novel. Oh, and I'm trying to get into bike riding. I mean, I've loved my cruiser for quite a while now, and tooling around on it is pretty neat, but I'm looking into getting a road bike at some point and training up with Jaime so we can do a century for charity next year. I did just over 2.5 miles today. Baby steps. I've got a whole year to train. Baby. Steps.
This just in!
Mood :: ecstaticMusic :: Build God, Then We'll Talk - Panic! at the Disco
The results of Jaime's PET scan last week are in. Everything's within normal limits.
Oh my god. Oh my god. My heart is pounding and I can't stop smiling. Oh my god.
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