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Nov. 23rd, 2011 10:45 pmSo today has been possibly the best birthday ever. I got a surprise boyfriend (who, incidentally scared the everloving fuck out of me, because I wasn't expecting him, and I thought he was an intruder and screamed and almost had a heart attack) who got me a turkey baster, a cake stand, and an NES. His family got me makeup brushes and a necklace and money (!!!) And people remembered my birthday on facebook, even though I apparently took my birthday off my profile at some point (???) and other people called me. My mom called me like three times, because she kept getting interrupted and confused.
And we played house and played with the cats and he surprised me with a cake that says "Something Witty" on it.
And I am going to put on all my jewelry and take a bubble bath and drink (cheap) champagne while I do it, because I'm a grownup now and can do anything I want.
(After I finish frantically cleaning and baking for tomorrow's food orgy. Woo!)
And we played house and played with the cats and he surprised me with a cake that says "Something Witty" on it.
And I am going to put on all my jewelry and take a bubble bath and drink (cheap) champagne while I do it, because I'm a grownup now and can do anything I want.
(After I finish frantically cleaning and baking for tomorrow's food orgy. Woo!)
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Nov. 23rd, 2011 10:45 pmSo today has been possibly the best birthday ever. I got a surprise boyfriend (who, incidentally scared the everloving fuck out of me, because I wasn't expecting him, and I thought he was an intruder and screamed and almost had a heart attack) who got me a turkey baster, a cake stand, and an NES. His family got me makeup brushes and a necklace and money (!!!) And people remembered my birthday on facebook, even though I apparently took my birthday off my profile at some point (???) and other people called me. My mom called me like three times, because she kept getting interrupted and confused.
And we played house and played with the cats and he surprised me with a cake that says "Something Witty" on it.
And I am going to put on all my jewelry and take a bubble bath and drink (cheap) champagne while I do it, because I'm a grownup now and can do anything I want.
(After I finish frantically cleaning and baking for tomorrow's food orgy. Woo!)
And we played house and played with the cats and he surprised me with a cake that says "Something Witty" on it.
And I am going to put on all my jewelry and take a bubble bath and drink (cheap) champagne while I do it, because I'm a grownup now and can do anything I want.
(After I finish frantically cleaning and baking for tomorrow's food orgy. Woo!)
Working on this Bayeux paper has taken me in directions I never thought I'd go, academically. I know all about the Nazis now. I've studied the Ahnenerbe. I've got the real scoop on what happened to happened to Bunjes after the war. I've cried through a lot of war movies... I've laughed through a lot of war movies... all in the name of research. (It are fact that Hitler was denied admission to Hogwarts.)
What's also weird: knowing enough of my genealogy to know that a main branch of my ancestors crossed the Channel with William. It's like, dude. This thing is the story of my people! Except I don't like my people, I find them to be the aggressors in the whole situation. I like Harold, who seems like my kind of broken.
So, my people are the aggressors and very much beloved by the Nazis.
That's pretty weird.
.
What's also weird: knowing enough of my genealogy to know that a main branch of my ancestors crossed the Channel with William. It's like, dude. This thing is the story of my people! Except I don't like my people, I find them to be the aggressors in the whole situation. I like Harold, who seems like my kind of broken.
So, my people are the aggressors and very much beloved by the Nazis.
That's pretty weird.
.
Working on this Bayeux paper has taken me in directions I never thought I'd go, academically. I know all about the Nazis now. I've studied the Ahnenerbe. I've got the real scoop on what happened to happened to Bunjes after the war. I've cried through a lot of war movies... I've laughed through a lot of war movies... all in the name of research. (It are fact that Hitler was denied admission to Hogwarts.)
What's also weird: knowing enough of my genealogy to know that a main branch of my ancestors crossed the Channel with William. It's like, dude. This thing is the story of my people! Except I don't like my people, I find them to be the aggressors in the whole situation. I like Harold, who seems like my kind of broken.
So, my people are the aggressors and very much beloved by the Nazis.
That's pretty weird.
.
What's also weird: knowing enough of my genealogy to know that a main branch of my ancestors crossed the Channel with William. It's like, dude. This thing is the story of my people! Except I don't like my people, I find them to be the aggressors in the whole situation. I like Harold, who seems like my kind of broken.
So, my people are the aggressors and very much beloved by the Nazis.
That's pretty weird.
.
BAD Internet Laws Heading Your Way
Nov. 18th, 2011 02:18 pmOriginally posted by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
write_light at BAD Internet Laws Heading Your Way
From the flist:
Spread the word, even you're not a US citizen, it is important for everyone!! It easy to do and it can change everything. More info by clicking on the banner.
Read this analysis from boing-boing.net
Get on the phone and call your representative. Express your disapproval. Tell him or her exactly how you feel, and that you don't support this. Tell your friends to call their representatives, their Congressperson, and complain. Mention that you are a registered voter that takes your civic responsibility seriously and that you will use that vote to express your feelings about this.
http://www.rollcall.com/issues/57_60/Int
“We support the bill’s stated goals — providing additional enforcement tools to combat foreign ‘rogue’ websites that are dedicated to copyright infringement or counterfeiting,” the Internet companies wrote in Tuesday’s letter. “Unfortunately, the bills as drafted would expose law-abiding U.S. Internet and technology companies to new uncertain liabilities, private rights of action and technology mandates that would require monitoring of websites.” The chamber-led coalition in support of the bill includes Walmart, Eli Lilly & Co. and Netflix.
Google and other opponents of the legislation argue that restricting the Internet in the U.S. sets a bad international precedent and that the language defines infringing too broadly.
write_light at BAD Internet Laws Heading Your WayFrom the flist:
Spread the word, even you're not a US citizen, it is important for everyone!! It easy to do and it can change everything. More info by clicking on the banner.
Website Blocking
The government can order service providers to block websites for infringing links posted by any users.
Risk of Jail for Ordinary Users
It becomes a felony with a potential 5 year sentence to stream a copyrighted work that would cost more than $2,500 to license, even if you are a totally noncommercial user, e.g. singing a pop song on Facebook.
Chaos for the Internet
Thousands of sites that are legal under the DMCA would face new legal threats. People trying to keep the internet more secure wouldn't be able to rely on the integrity of the DNS system.
Read this analysis from boing-boing.net
Get on the phone and call your representative. Express your disapproval. Tell him or her exactly how you feel, and that you don't support this. Tell your friends to call their representatives, their Congressperson, and complain. Mention that you are a registered voter that takes your civic responsibility seriously and that you will use that vote to express your feelings about this.
http://www.rollcall.com/issues/57_60/Int
“We support the bill’s stated goals — providing additional enforcement tools to combat foreign ‘rogue’ websites that are dedicated to copyright infringement or counterfeiting,” the Internet companies wrote in Tuesday’s letter. “Unfortunately, the bills as drafted would expose law-abiding U.S. Internet and technology companies to new uncertain liabilities, private rights of action and technology mandates that would require monitoring of websites.” The chamber-led coalition in support of the bill includes Walmart, Eli Lilly & Co. and Netflix.
Google and other opponents of the legislation argue that restricting the Internet in the U.S. sets a bad international precedent and that the language defines infringing too broadly.
BAD Internet Laws Heading Your Way
Nov. 18th, 2011 02:18 pmOriginally posted by write_light at BAD Internet Laws Heading Your Way
From the flist:
Spread the word, even you're not a US citizen, it is important for everyone!! It easy to do and it can change everything. More info by clicking on the banner.
Read this analysis from boing-boing.net
Get on the phone and call your representative. Express your disapproval. Tell him or her exactly how you feel, and that you don't support this. Tell your friends to call their representatives, their Congressperson, and complain. Mention that you are a registered voter that takes your civic responsibility seriously and that you will use that vote to express your feelings about this.
http://www.rollcall.com/issues/57_60/Int
“We support the bill’s stated goals — providing additional enforcement tools to combat foreign ‘rogue’ websites that are dedicated to copyright infringement or counterfeiting,” the Internet companies wrote in Tuesday’s letter. “Unfortunately, the bills as drafted would expose law-abiding U.S. Internet and technology companies to new uncertain liabilities, private rights of action and technology mandates that would require monitoring of websites.” The chamber-led coalition in support of the bill includes Walmart, Eli Lilly & Co. and Netflix.
Google and other opponents of the legislation argue that restricting the Internet in the U.S. sets a bad international precedent and that the language defines infringing too broadly.
write_light at BAD Internet Laws Heading Your WayFrom the flist:
Spread the word, even you're not a US citizen, it is important for everyone!! It easy to do and it can change everything. More info by clicking on the banner.
Website Blocking
The government can order service providers to block websites for infringing links posted by any users.
Risk of Jail for Ordinary Users
It becomes a felony with a potential 5 year sentence to stream a copyrighted work that would cost more than $2,500 to license, even if you are a totally noncommercial user, e.g. singing a pop song on Facebook.
Chaos for the Internet
Thousands of sites that are legal under the DMCA would face new legal threats. People trying to keep the internet more secure wouldn't be able to rely on the integrity of the DNS system.
Read this analysis from boing-boing.net
Get on the phone and call your representative. Express your disapproval. Tell him or her exactly how you feel, and that you don't support this. Tell your friends to call their representatives, their Congressperson, and complain. Mention that you are a registered voter that takes your civic responsibility seriously and that you will use that vote to express your feelings about this.
http://www.rollcall.com/issues/57_60/Int
“We support the bill’s stated goals — providing additional enforcement tools to combat foreign ‘rogue’ websites that are dedicated to copyright infringement or counterfeiting,” the Internet companies wrote in Tuesday’s letter. “Unfortunately, the bills as drafted would expose law-abiding U.S. Internet and technology companies to new uncertain liabilities, private rights of action and technology mandates that would require monitoring of websites.” The chamber-led coalition in support of the bill includes Walmart, Eli Lilly & Co. and Netflix.
Google and other opponents of the legislation argue that restricting the Internet in the U.S. sets a bad international precedent and that the language defines infringing too broadly.
Tin hats on, what
Nov. 12th, 2011 09:03 pmFeeling slightly more human today even though I'm still having trouble breathing through the mucus. Everything is clean (even washed the futon cover), the new shelves are in the bedroom (getting stuff off the floor yay), I washed my clothes (now just have to fold and put them away, boo) and took the recycling out. Admittedly, stuff got more done than usual because J was here. He vaccuums and then I want to clean too. Also he buys me rice pudding. Yay! It's easiest to pull one's head out of one's ass in a clean living space.
So. Here's the plan.
Tomorrow: in the am: wake up, drink coffee, eat whatever food won't hurt my throat, take shower. Iron shirt. Sketch out game plan of Bayeux paper. Work from 11-9. Relax, then bed.
(Bring GRE books to work to study on break.)
Monday: Write three pages of B paper. Study GRE's for two hours. Lauel and Heather (and Kara) time. Sleep.
Tuesday: Write three pages of B paper (stretch to four. Ahaha, using work terminology in everyday life = priceless.) Study GRE's for three hours (and practice tests.) Consume mass quantities. Watch Tosh.0. Read a few chapters of "Zombies" and "Anne of Ingleside." Sleep. Have nightmares. Wake up and take Benadryl. Regret this later.
Wednesday: Get up. Yurts. Go home. Write three pages. Study GRE's for two hours. Panic. Read about stupid shit on Livejournal. Eat rice pudding. Realize that this is the tail end of a benadryl hangover; relax. Draw bad stick figure art of zombie!Anne eating Daniel Tosh's face; resume panicing.
Thursday: Get up. Coffee. Feel like the whole day is ahead until you realize that this is the day of the Bernardo lecture. Panic. Write three pages. Study GRE's for two hours. Go to Bernardo. Schmooze if not feeling too shy. Drink wine if lighting is dim. Make excuses, go home and collapse. Avoid Anne, Tosh, and Zombies, and stick with Say Yes to the Dress before bed.
Friday: approx. 2AM: wake up in a cold sweat from Anne and Gilbert's zombie wedding with Tosh as officiant dream. Watch family guy. Go back to bed. Wake up again. Write three pages (stretch to four). Study GRE's for three hours. Check work schedule obsessively. Try to find images for presentation on the internet. Resist using 4chan for this. Eat. Sleep.
Saturday: get up. Drink coffee. Eat. Read dictionary. Write some pages if you feel like you have more to say, but don't worry too much about it. Eat. Stretch. Vomit. Go to testing center and take GRE's. Do exceedingly well. Tell self that if you do not do exceedingly well, the communists will shoot your family and put you in the used clothing bin on Clinton Street. Hysterically laugh and make a note to tell Jesse about this later. Go home. Panic. Finish paper. Email to BAH. Die.
Sunday: Realize that you're going to do this all again for Yurts, but instead of GRE's, you've got to navigate Thanksgiving. Remember GRE's fondly and start drinking.
(DO NOT FORGET TO FEED AND WATER THE CATS)
.
So. Here's the plan.
Tomorrow: in the am: wake up, drink coffee, eat whatever food won't hurt my throat, take shower. Iron shirt. Sketch out game plan of Bayeux paper. Work from 11-9. Relax, then bed.
(Bring GRE books to work to study on break.)
Monday: Write three pages of B paper. Study GRE's for two hours. Lauel and Heather (and Kara) time. Sleep.
Tuesday: Write three pages of B paper (stretch to four. Ahaha, using work terminology in everyday life = priceless.) Study GRE's for three hours (and practice tests.) Consume mass quantities. Watch Tosh.0. Read a few chapters of "Zombies" and "Anne of Ingleside." Sleep. Have nightmares. Wake up and take Benadryl. Regret this later.
Wednesday: Get up. Yurts. Go home. Write three pages. Study GRE's for two hours. Panic. Read about stupid shit on Livejournal. Eat rice pudding. Realize that this is the tail end of a benadryl hangover; relax. Draw bad stick figure art of zombie!Anne eating Daniel Tosh's face; resume panicing.
Thursday: Get up. Coffee. Feel like the whole day is ahead until you realize that this is the day of the Bernardo lecture. Panic. Write three pages. Study GRE's for two hours. Go to Bernardo. Schmooze if not feeling too shy. Drink wine if lighting is dim. Make excuses, go home and collapse. Avoid Anne, Tosh, and Zombies, and stick with Say Yes to the Dress before bed.
Friday: approx. 2AM: wake up in a cold sweat from Anne and Gilbert's zombie wedding with Tosh as officiant dream. Watch family guy. Go back to bed. Wake up again. Write three pages (stretch to four). Study GRE's for three hours. Check work schedule obsessively. Try to find images for presentation on the internet. Resist using 4chan for this. Eat. Sleep.
Saturday: get up. Drink coffee. Eat. Read dictionary. Write some pages if you feel like you have more to say, but don't worry too much about it. Eat. Stretch. Vomit. Go to testing center and take GRE's. Do exceedingly well. Tell self that if you do not do exceedingly well, the communists will shoot your family and put you in the used clothing bin on Clinton Street. Hysterically laugh and make a note to tell Jesse about this later. Go home. Panic. Finish paper. Email to BAH. Die.
Sunday: Realize that you're going to do this all again for Yurts, but instead of GRE's, you've got to navigate Thanksgiving. Remember GRE's fondly and start drinking.
(DO NOT FORGET TO FEED AND WATER THE CATS)
.
Tin hats on, what
Nov. 12th, 2011 09:03 pmFeeling slightly more human today even though I'm still having trouble breathing through the mucus. Everything is clean (even washed the futon cover), the new shelves are in the bedroom (getting stuff off the floor yay), I washed my clothes (now just have to fold and put them away, boo) and took the recycling out. Admittedly, stuff got more done than usual because J was here. He vaccuums and then I want to clean too. Also he buys me rice pudding. Yay! It's easiest to pull one's head out of one's ass in a clean living space.
So. Here's the plan.
Tomorrow: in the am: wake up, drink coffee, eat whatever food won't hurt my throat, take shower. Iron shirt. Sketch out game plan of Bayeux paper. Work from 11-9. Relax, then bed.
(Bring GRE books to work to study on break.)
Monday: Write three pages of B paper. Study GRE's for two hours. Lauel and Heather (and Kara) time. Sleep.
Tuesday: Write three pages of B paper (stretch to four. Ahaha, using work terminology in everyday life = priceless.) Study GRE's for three hours (and practice tests.) Consume mass quantities. Watch Tosh.0. Read a few chapters of "Zombies" and "Anne of Ingleside." Sleep. Have nightmares. Wake up and take Benadryl. Regret this later.
Wednesday: Get up. Yurts. Go home. Write three pages. Study GRE's for two hours. Panic. Read about stupid shit on Livejournal. Eat rice pudding. Realize that this is the tail end of a benadryl hangover; relax. Draw bad stick figure art of zombie!Anne eating Daniel Tosh's face; resume panicing.
Thursday: Get up. Coffee. Feel like the whole day is ahead until you realize that this is the day of the Bernardo lecture. Panic. Write three pages. Study GRE's for two hours. Go to Bernardo. Schmooze if not feeling too shy. Drink wine if lighting is dim. Make excuses, go home and collapse. Avoid Anne, Tosh, and Zombies, and stick with Say Yes to the Dress before bed.
Friday: approx. 2AM: wake up in a cold sweat from Anne and Gilbert's zombie wedding with Tosh as officiant dream. Watch family guy. Go back to bed. Wake up again. Write three pages (stretch to four). Study GRE's for three hours. Check work schedule obsessively. Try to find images for presentation on the internet. Resist using 4chan for this. Eat. Sleep.
Saturday: get up. Drink coffee. Eat. Read dictionary. Write some pages if you feel like you have more to say, but don't worry too much about it. Eat. Stretch. Vomit. Go to testing center and take GRE's. Do exceedingly well. Tell self that if you do not do exceedingly well, the communists will shoot your family and put you in the used clothing bin on Clinton Street. Hysterically laugh and make a note to tell Jesse about this later. Go home. Panic. Finish paper. Email to BAH. Die.
Sunday: Realize that you're going to do this all again for Yurts, but instead of GRE's, you've got to navigate Thanksgiving. Remember GRE's fondly and start drinking.
(DO NOT FORGET TO FEED AND WATER THE CATS)
.
So. Here's the plan.
Tomorrow: in the am: wake up, drink coffee, eat whatever food won't hurt my throat, take shower. Iron shirt. Sketch out game plan of Bayeux paper. Work from 11-9. Relax, then bed.
(Bring GRE books to work to study on break.)
Monday: Write three pages of B paper. Study GRE's for two hours. Lauel and Heather (and Kara) time. Sleep.
Tuesday: Write three pages of B paper (stretch to four. Ahaha, using work terminology in everyday life = priceless.) Study GRE's for three hours (and practice tests.) Consume mass quantities. Watch Tosh.0. Read a few chapters of "Zombies" and "Anne of Ingleside." Sleep. Have nightmares. Wake up and take Benadryl. Regret this later.
Wednesday: Get up. Yurts. Go home. Write three pages. Study GRE's for two hours. Panic. Read about stupid shit on Livejournal. Eat rice pudding. Realize that this is the tail end of a benadryl hangover; relax. Draw bad stick figure art of zombie!Anne eating Daniel Tosh's face; resume panicing.
Thursday: Get up. Coffee. Feel like the whole day is ahead until you realize that this is the day of the Bernardo lecture. Panic. Write three pages. Study GRE's for two hours. Go to Bernardo. Schmooze if not feeling too shy. Drink wine if lighting is dim. Make excuses, go home and collapse. Avoid Anne, Tosh, and Zombies, and stick with Say Yes to the Dress before bed.
Friday: approx. 2AM: wake up in a cold sweat from Anne and Gilbert's zombie wedding with Tosh as officiant dream. Watch family guy. Go back to bed. Wake up again. Write three pages (stretch to four). Study GRE's for three hours. Check work schedule obsessively. Try to find images for presentation on the internet. Resist using 4chan for this. Eat. Sleep.
Saturday: get up. Drink coffee. Eat. Read dictionary. Write some pages if you feel like you have more to say, but don't worry too much about it. Eat. Stretch. Vomit. Go to testing center and take GRE's. Do exceedingly well. Tell self that if you do not do exceedingly well, the communists will shoot your family and put you in the used clothing bin on Clinton Street. Hysterically laugh and make a note to tell Jesse about this later. Go home. Panic. Finish paper. Email to BAH. Die.
Sunday: Realize that you're going to do this all again for Yurts, but instead of GRE's, you've got to navigate Thanksgiving. Remember GRE's fondly and start drinking.
(DO NOT FORGET TO FEED AND WATER THE CATS)
.
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OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, THE PIT OF SPIDERS!!!!!
Give me snakes every time.
(Please Jesus, snakes, toads, Justin Beiber, annoying children, sober academics, ANYTHING but spiders)
OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, THE PIT OF SPIDERS!!!!!
Give me snakes every time.
(Please Jesus, snakes, toads, Justin Beiber, annoying children, sober academics, ANYTHING but spiders)
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Give me snakes every time.
(Please Jesus, snakes, toads, Justin Beiber, annoying children, sober academics, ANYTHING but spiders)
OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, THE PIT OF SPIDERS!!!!!
Give me snakes every time.
(Please Jesus, snakes, toads, Justin Beiber, annoying children, sober academics, ANYTHING but spiders)
Stupid day is stupid
Sep. 11th, 2011 07:41 pmI've tried very hard to avoid the 9/11 nonsense. Hell, I've trying to avoid it since its second anniversary, because I find it trite, annoying, and a giant reopening of old wounds that just drives me crazy and makes me irrationally angry. I like my anger, though, as it's a very useful coping mechanism for me. This being the tenth anniversary and all, I've done everything I can to go to ground, since a lot of people don't understand why I get mad about them caterwauling about 9/11 and rememberance and all that crap, and it's easier for me not to deal with them, and them not to deal with me, and everyone goes home happy. Luckily (kind of? ugh) Binghamton has had to deal with catastrophic flooding since Wednesday, so all of the engergy that would normally go into 9/11 malingering has been going into, you know, flood relief and constructive stuff like that. Awesome.
So I figured I'd be okay if I just kind of hid out today. It was working well until I was halfway through dinner. I was flipping through channels on tv and came across the Princess Diaries. I was like, "Oh, this came out ten years ago, when I was still happy" and then I thought about life pre-9/11 and burst into tears with a hunk of garlic bread in my mouth. Choked on it and couldn't stop crying.
Thank god I'm vain. I thought about how stupid I must look and got myself under control.
Now I'm angry again. Fuck terrorists, and fuck 9/11. I lose my dignity for NO ONE. ARRRRRRRRRRRGH. FUCK.
So I figured I'd be okay if I just kind of hid out today. It was working well until I was halfway through dinner. I was flipping through channels on tv and came across the Princess Diaries. I was like, "Oh, this came out ten years ago, when I was still happy" and then I thought about life pre-9/11 and burst into tears with a hunk of garlic bread in my mouth. Choked on it and couldn't stop crying.
Thank god I'm vain. I thought about how stupid I must look and got myself under control.
Now I'm angry again. Fuck terrorists, and fuck 9/11. I lose my dignity for NO ONE. ARRRRRRRRRRRGH. FUCK.
Stupid day is stupid
Sep. 11th, 2011 07:41 pmI've tried very hard to avoid the 9/11 nonsense. Hell, I've trying to avoid it since its second anniversary, because I find it trite, annoying, and a giant reopening of old wounds that just drives me crazy and makes me irrationally angry. I like my anger, though, as it's a very useful coping mechanism for me. This being the tenth anniversary and all, I've done everything I can to go to ground, since a lot of people don't understand why I get mad about them caterwauling about 9/11 and rememberance and all that crap, and it's easier for me not to deal with them, and them not to deal with me, and everyone goes home happy. Luckily (kind of? ugh) Binghamton has had to deal with catastrophic flooding since Wednesday, so all of the engergy that would normally go into 9/11 malingering has been going into, you know, flood relief and constructive stuff like that. Awesome.
So I figured I'd be okay if I just kind of hid out today. It was working well until I was halfway through dinner. I was flipping through channels on tv and came across the Princess Diaries. I was like, "Oh, this came out ten years ago, when I was still happy" and then I thought about life pre-9/11 and burst into tears with a hunk of garlic bread in my mouth. Choked on it and couldn't stop crying.
Thank god I'm vain. I thought about how stupid I must look and got myself under control.
Now I'm angry again. Fuck terrorists, and fuck 9/11. I lose my dignity for NO ONE. ARRRRRRRRRRRGH. FUCK.
So I figured I'd be okay if I just kind of hid out today. It was working well until I was halfway through dinner. I was flipping through channels on tv and came across the Princess Diaries. I was like, "Oh, this came out ten years ago, when I was still happy" and then I thought about life pre-9/11 and burst into tears with a hunk of garlic bread in my mouth. Choked on it and couldn't stop crying.
Thank god I'm vain. I thought about how stupid I must look and got myself under control.
Now I'm angry again. Fuck terrorists, and fuck 9/11. I lose my dignity for NO ONE. ARRRRRRRRRRRGH. FUCK.
The end of one fuck of a week
Jul. 22nd, 2011 07:44 amRead a thing about Harry Potter ending. Cried.
Watched Atlantis touch down on earth for the last time. Cried.
Read the farewell email from the Borders CEO. Cried.
(No seriously, where the hell am I supposed to go for bookage? Barnes and Noble is great, but Borders was convenient and had a better cafe, along with smaller stores in malls that are not giant- *coughOakdalecough*)
Looked in vain for a green formal gown that's been hanging in my closet for six years or so that has mysteriously disappeared. (It's only disappeared because I NEED IT OMG. I swear I have an imp that lives on my head that takes my shit, just when I need it, and only to fuck with me. Medieval Studies may have destroyed my faith in Jesus, but not in imps.)
Wound up having breathing problems on top of heatstroke yesterday- which was weird and scary, because my lungs are (with one exception several years ago, bronchitis or something) very healthy. So, headache + nausea + faintness + breathing = unhappy Feather. Just one more thing to add to the list of why I have to be careful in heat, I guess.
In other news, I'm going to try dyeing a wig with sharpie today. I'm a little apprehensive about it. This is, of course, after I finish draping my dress, sewing the front panel, and adding the beadwork.
At some point I have to get to Bing to exchange slides with BA, but I don't want to go because the car doesn't have air conditioning and it's going to get hot again.
Blah.
/bitchfest
.
Watched Atlantis touch down on earth for the last time. Cried.
Read the farewell email from the Borders CEO. Cried.
(No seriously, where the hell am I supposed to go for bookage? Barnes and Noble is great, but Borders was convenient and had a better cafe, along with smaller stores in malls that are not giant- *coughOakdalecough*)
Looked in vain for a green formal gown that's been hanging in my closet for six years or so that has mysteriously disappeared. (It's only disappeared because I NEED IT OMG. I swear I have an imp that lives on my head that takes my shit, just when I need it, and only to fuck with me. Medieval Studies may have destroyed my faith in Jesus, but not in imps.)
Wound up having breathing problems on top of heatstroke yesterday- which was weird and scary, because my lungs are (with one exception several years ago, bronchitis or something) very healthy. So, headache + nausea + faintness + breathing = unhappy Feather. Just one more thing to add to the list of why I have to be careful in heat, I guess.
In other news, I'm going to try dyeing a wig with sharpie today. I'm a little apprehensive about it. This is, of course, after I finish draping my dress, sewing the front panel, and adding the beadwork.
At some point I have to get to Bing to exchange slides with BA, but I don't want to go because the car doesn't have air conditioning and it's going to get hot again.
Blah.
/bitchfest
.
The end of one fuck of a week
Jul. 22nd, 2011 07:44 amRead a thing about Harry Potter ending. Cried.
Watched Atlantis touch down on earth for the last time. Cried.
Read the farewell email from the Borders CEO. Cried.
(No seriously, where the hell am I supposed to go for bookage? Barnes and Noble is great, but Borders was convenient and had a better cafe, along with smaller stores in malls that are not giant- *coughOakdalecough*)
Looked in vain for a green formal gown that's been hanging in my closet for six years or so that has mysteriously disappeared. (It's only disappeared because I NEED IT OMG. I swear I have an imp that lives on my head that takes my shit, just when I need it, and only to fuck with me. Medieval Studies may have destroyed my faith in Jesus, but not in imps.)
Wound up having breathing problems on top of heatstroke yesterday- which was weird and scary, because my lungs are (with one exception several years ago, bronchitis or something) very healthy. So, headache + nausea + faintness + breathing = unhappy Feather. Just one more thing to add to the list of why I have to be careful in heat, I guess.
In other news, I'm going to try dyeing a wig with sharpie today. I'm a little apprehensive about it. This is, of course, after I finish draping my dress, sewing the front panel, and adding the beadwork.
At some point I have to get to Bing to exchange slides with BA, but I don't want to go because the car doesn't have air conditioning and it's going to get hot again.
Blah.
/bitchfest
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Watched Atlantis touch down on earth for the last time. Cried.
Read the farewell email from the Borders CEO. Cried.
(No seriously, where the hell am I supposed to go for bookage? Barnes and Noble is great, but Borders was convenient and had a better cafe, along with smaller stores in malls that are not giant- *coughOakdalecough*)
Looked in vain for a green formal gown that's been hanging in my closet for six years or so that has mysteriously disappeared. (It's only disappeared because I NEED IT OMG. I swear I have an imp that lives on my head that takes my shit, just when I need it, and only to fuck with me. Medieval Studies may have destroyed my faith in Jesus, but not in imps.)
Wound up having breathing problems on top of heatstroke yesterday- which was weird and scary, because my lungs are (with one exception several years ago, bronchitis or something) very healthy. So, headache + nausea + faintness + breathing = unhappy Feather. Just one more thing to add to the list of why I have to be careful in heat, I guess.
In other news, I'm going to try dyeing a wig with sharpie today. I'm a little apprehensive about it. This is, of course, after I finish draping my dress, sewing the front panel, and adding the beadwork.
At some point I have to get to Bing to exchange slides with BA, but I don't want to go because the car doesn't have air conditioning and it's going to get hot again.
Blah.
/bitchfest
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Jul. 1st, 2011 10:39 amSo I've been here, creepin on all of your posts, like a creeper. Because that is what I do best. Creep, I mean.
I took June off from everything, practically. I started work at my summer job and planned and executed Nana's 80th birthday party, but that's about it, unless you count hanging out with the Aussies on my nightly walks. Also I read a lot of books that didn't have big words or theory in them.
Now it's July and I have to jump back into society and hit the ground running. I have three costumes to make for Otakon and one to revamp, Harry Potter is coming out, Jay's family is coming to Syracuse for a day trip, I've got to meet with professors over stuff for next fall, and I'm going to have slides to work on. Although I don't know what that last entails, exactly. I should probably ask Laurel.
Also have to start back up with Greek, and reviewing Latin. Wheeeeeee.
Side note: thinking about taking a couple of years off before doing my PhD to get a degree in hand embroidery. Someone should probably talk me out of this. Whoo boy.
I can't wait til August. If anyone wants to go on a Last of the Mohicans themed camping trip- and by 'camping trip' I really mean 'forced march from Albany to Fort William Henry,' let me know.
I took June off from everything, practically. I started work at my summer job and planned and executed Nana's 80th birthday party, but that's about it, unless you count hanging out with the Aussies on my nightly walks. Also I read a lot of books that didn't have big words or theory in them.
Now it's July and I have to jump back into society and hit the ground running. I have three costumes to make for Otakon and one to revamp, Harry Potter is coming out, Jay's family is coming to Syracuse for a day trip, I've got to meet with professors over stuff for next fall, and I'm going to have slides to work on. Although I don't know what that last entails, exactly. I should probably ask Laurel.
Also have to start back up with Greek, and reviewing Latin. Wheeeeeee.
Side note: thinking about taking a couple of years off before doing my PhD to get a degree in hand embroidery. Someone should probably talk me out of this. Whoo boy.
I can't wait til August. If anyone wants to go on a Last of the Mohicans themed camping trip- and by 'camping trip' I really mean 'forced march from Albany to Fort William Henry,' let me know.
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Jul. 1st, 2011 10:39 amSo I've been here, creepin on all of your posts, like a creeper. Because that is what I do best. Creep, I mean.
I took June off from everything, practically. I started work at my summer job and planned and executed Nana's 80th birthday party, but that's about it, unless you count hanging out with the Aussies on my nightly walks. Also I read a lot of books that didn't have big words or theory in them.
Now it's July and I have to jump back into society and hit the ground running. I have three costumes to make for Otakon and one to revamp, Harry Potter is coming out, Jay's family is coming to Syracuse for a day trip, I've got to meet with professors over stuff for next fall, and I'm going to have slides to work on. Although I don't know what that last entails, exactly. I should probably ask Laurel.
Also have to start back up with Greek, and reviewing Latin. Wheeeeeee.
Side note: thinking about taking a couple of years off before doing my PhD to get a degree in hand embroidery. Someone should probably talk me out of this. Whoo boy.
I can't wait til August. If anyone wants to go on a Last of the Mohicans themed camping trip- and by 'camping trip' I really mean 'forced march from Albany to Fort William Henry,' let me know.
I took June off from everything, practically. I started work at my summer job and planned and executed Nana's 80th birthday party, but that's about it, unless you count hanging out with the Aussies on my nightly walks. Also I read a lot of books that didn't have big words or theory in them.
Now it's July and I have to jump back into society and hit the ground running. I have three costumes to make for Otakon and one to revamp, Harry Potter is coming out, Jay's family is coming to Syracuse for a day trip, I've got to meet with professors over stuff for next fall, and I'm going to have slides to work on. Although I don't know what that last entails, exactly. I should probably ask Laurel.
Also have to start back up with Greek, and reviewing Latin. Wheeeeeee.
Side note: thinking about taking a couple of years off before doing my PhD to get a degree in hand embroidery. Someone should probably talk me out of this. Whoo boy.
I can't wait til August. If anyone wants to go on a Last of the Mohicans themed camping trip- and by 'camping trip' I really mean 'forced march from Albany to Fort William Henry,' let me know.
