| [sigh] I just have to get this off my chest. |
[Jun. 30th, 2009|09:16 am] |
I rarely like elitism.
I realize that we all are elitist in some manner. We all like things in their 'purest' form and dislike it when that form is lowered to encompass things we consider lesser than our preference.
I also find I dislike this argument that '[insert whatever] is always changing and evolving. What/how it was defined before has broadened to encompass a new set of conditions.' I'm sorry. Say what you want, telling me a word has changed definitions solely based on the fact that people started using it incorrectly and that has perpetuated into the 'common mindthink' does not make it right.
Haiku is one of those things for me.
I am a member of a community where the members write 'haiku'. Except, they're not writing haiku. That whateveritis they think they're writing, it may be zappai or senryu.
It's. Not. Haiku.
And I'm getting sick to fucking death when people write the 5-7-5, first person, filled with verbs and gerunds, personal pronouns, pounded out in 10 minutes and calling it haiku. It's NOT. It's seiryu. And don't get me wrong, I've written my fair share of it. I like it.
I also like haiku written like it's traditionally written. It has very specific rules. It has a very specific flavor and feel to it. Much of what is written these days under the umbrella of 'haiku' just...isn't.
Maybe I'm just getting old. If I had a lawn, I guess I'd be screaming at kids to stay off.
Yeah. I'm a fucking elitist. |
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| It's Thursday! |
[Jun. 11th, 2009|02:07 pm] |
Not that it matters to anyone but me (and possibly Drew. He also has the option of ignoring me, too), but here's the report of my Irrationally Happy Index for Thursday.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) bearilou has become my crackdealer. She keeps slipping me these links and telling me "this one is on the house". Soon, I'll be addicted and she'll start charging me.
Ah well. No midis, sadly enough. Today it's looking at deliciously sinful images (and worksafe, hooray!) of characters from King of Fighters. Like Yagami Iori. And Alba Meira.
And her apparent favorites Ash Crimson and Terry Bogard.
As well as a host of other totally hot men in this game franchise. I wish I played fighting games better than I do (which isn't saying much since I'm erroneously implying that I can play them at all). I'll have to be content to look at the pretty pictures.
Over all, a good Thursday. Nice streak I have going. Here's hoping I don't jinx myself and can make it five days! |
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Sparked by something going on over at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) fanficrants |
[Jun. 11th, 2009|01:25 pm] |
And it brought to my mind, a question.
Can a writer 'beta' their own work? I know writers can 'edit' their own work.
Wouldn't beta imply something ... more? Different? Other?
Not able to think my way out of this, I turn to you, my dear flist. Set me straight! |
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| Day Three Report |
[Jun. 10th, 2009|08:51 am] |
on Irrationally Happy Status. And it's Wednesday to boot!
Still going strong. My good buddy bearilou found me this song and I brought it with me to loop on my computer here at work for when I'm at my desk. Happy times.
Also, west_side, if you're reading. I found more midis for Gundam Wing.
Anyone is free to download those, if you're interested. hope your day is an Irrationally Happy one!
edit #1: I'm not one that is huge on meta. I like it some of the time (ie, when I'm in the mood) and I'm not really fond of intellectual masturbation that is written solely for the meta'er to hear their keys clack (unless it's me!) and doesn't really address anything useful to me (read: interesting to me). But if you're not reading Henry Jenkins, you should be! Sometimes, he has things on there that really makes me stop and think.
...and sometimes, I think he's over there masturbating, too.
edit #2: (I was forward thinking, knowing this would be a day of multiple updates. I'm smartysmarts.) When I have time, I read fanfiction as it comes across my flist. I'm especially jonesing for MGS slash, so it's heavy on my mind! Today was one of those days where I had a few minutes and could read.
Unusual People by athenemiranda over on mgs_slash. PG13ish for those playing at home.
I'm so very glad I clicked on this. I love that while my first dips into the MGS fanfiction arena were full of dreadful Snake/Otacon OOC crap (and Oh Em Gee was it crap) and lamenting there isn't enough Snake/Raiden to make me a happy fanboy, my experiences from this forum have pretty much cleansed my palate of that. |
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| Patchwork Entry |
[Jun. 9th, 2009|11:34 am] |
Day Two of my Really Good Week Thus Far. Two for Two, not a bad record going in. Here's hoping I can keep up my winning streak.
I went through my comms and culled many that weren't active or that I just wasn't active in. And by active, I mean, reading at the very least. I have good intentions to write for some of them but...well...that whole Road to Hell thing. Some, for nostalgia's sake, I can't let go of yet.
I also trimmed my icons a little, deleting those I haven't used in a long time. Means I need more icons. Hint Hint.
A small lull in my schedule allowed me to have a nice, quiet few hours in the office alllll by my lonesome. Those of you who know me, know that leaving me to my own devices usually leads to trouble.
Or writing.
Sometimes, both.
Here's what I have to show for it. A flash!fic written for 15_minute_fic.
Pain from a Cotton Ball
Weiss Kreuz, Crawford/Schuldig, R
Tender loving care, Crawford style.
I suppose I should actually post this in the comments of that entry now... |
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[Jun. 8th, 2009|07:02 am] |
[glees]
I'm irrationally happy this morning. Let me tell you why (because I know you're dyin' to hear). Two things to bear in mind:
1 - Gundam Wing has always been one of those anime that resides very close to my heart. As far as anime goes, it's not brilliant. It's certainly had its issues (and the fandom was just insane at one point.) But I love it anyway so shut up.
2 - Midis, no matter what song, always sound so perpetually cheerful to me. It doesn't matter if the tune was so supposed to be gutwrenchingly angsty, done 'electronically' just...peps it right up.
You can see where this is going? I can be so predictable, especially when I spell it out.
I ran across a midi of one of the Gundam Wing songs. I can't remember specifically the name (midi file name ftl) but I know it was from Endless Waltz. I played it and now...
...irrationally happy. My Monday is off to a pretty good start. Hope yours is, dear flist.
eta before I even hit post. I posted a prompt in this morning. [glees again] And I got a comment fic in response. WOOO!
Go Jaa~aan, Go Jaa~aan, Go Jaa~aan! |
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| Now, maybe it's just me... |
[Jun. 6th, 2009|10:01 am] |
Could someone explain how you 'turn gay'?
Coming out? Do I need to explain I understand that? Do I need to state that I understand a homosexual may be so deeply in the closet until late in their life and finally can no longer deny who they are? Do I need to explain that someone may repress these things and be in denial before they are worn down? I certainly don't need to tell you that I totally get coming out in any form that takes.
But turning gay? That's implying that the individual was once heterosexual with no repressed homosexual leanings, they ate the magic rainbow mushroom and suddenly - taadaa - they're gay!
Perhaps it's a YMMV thing but...I find that vaguely insulting.
Curious minds want to know. |
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| Or...something |
[Jun. 1st, 2009|07:36 am] |
Wow. I stay gone for weeks and then post in spurts like a horny teenage boy. Am I made of fail and lose, or what?
I suppose I am. I accept this fully. Go me.
At any rate. At home before haring off to work, I pop onto my flist to get a gander at all the goings ons you crazy people do, I happen upon something that intrigued me.
I can't really say why. I suppose it was boredom in waiting for Drew to get dressed so we could go. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. Or...something.
Family Planning by mild_guy over on mgs_slash. Hard R for rating for those of you reading from work. And the story is not what you'd think from the title. Seriously.
All the good things I have to say about this fic will take far too long, so I'll just let you have at and make up your own mind. But I can tell you, I'll stalk this writer for more, even if I don't know the fandoms because the writing is just that compelling to me.
And just to prove I was stalking in true form, I dug up a link they posted in their journal and now I have to pass it on to you because, dude, Avenue Q. I have got to get my ass out to see this. Or get the soundtrack. Or...something.
If you were gay, Roy. [dies laughing]
Now if Byakuya and Renji would cooperate so I can get them into bed...although, mild_guy will be hard to live up to. Ah well. We each do what we are good at. Or like. Or...something...
Catch phrase for the day: Or...something. |
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| And now for something not: |
[Apr. 27th, 2009|10:05 am] |
politically, socially, morally, ethically or emotionally charged.
I bring you...FICCAGE!
Unannounced Visit
Gundam Wing, Treize/Zechs, NC-17
A surprise inspection, a tense commanding officer and Zechs aims to find out why. |
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[Feb. 22nd, 2009|10:50 am] |
dhaunea laid this on me.
Now I'm passing the much awesome on to you. And because it is just that much of awesome, it's getting a separate entry to spam your flist SO YOU DON'T MISS IT, GODDAMN IT.
Made of much awesome and win. Go listen. |
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| A meme for a yucky sunday |
[Feb. 22nd, 2009|10:20 am] |
with merith's help, a meme of sorts.
To quote: I forget what the meme is exactly -__- something like comment on this entry and I will give you five subjects to talk about ...
I'll only give you topics to talk about if you ask for them. I won't force this on you if you don't want to do it and just want to snark comment snark on what I blather on about.
So...she gave me these.
1. mexico Funny thing. I know it's another country but it doesn't feel like it is because it's attached to the US. And I guess because the influence that culture has on ours is getting to be so pervasive in everyday life, it's almost natural and so doesn't feel...not US. Boy is my ignorance showing, huh?
That said, I wouldn't mind going to visit and experiencing the culture first hand and seeing the different color and tasting the different flavor.
2. snail mail While aggravating at times, I love snail mail. Email is great for fast communication but there's just something about getting a thing that you can hold in your hands while you read. Something that someone took the time to handwrite out and pop into the mail for you and you alone.
I just wish ours could be more reliable, which is why I don't place much stock in it these days and rely on a PO Box and email. Just better that way and less likely to end in tears.
3. favorite alcoholic beverage Alcoholic. No, really. I'll drink anything. Even froofrooy umbrella drinks. But if I have to pick a favorite, I'd say my ol' buddy, Jim, although we haven't spoken to each other in a while. He's a very bad influence on me.
4. intelligence or physical beauty This one is tough. I won't deny that I'm a sucker for physical beauty. I'm visually oriented, after all, and Teh Pretteh tm will grab my attention first and foremost and the fastest.
But if you want to keep me coming 'round, you better have something in that pretty head to hold my interest or I'll skip off to the next pretty thing.
Which is how Drew has held on for so long.
That, and I'm a puss for him so...there you go.
5. your reflection Dude....did I not just go on about loving pretty things? [snicker]
To be perfectly honest? I hate looking at myself in the mirror. I feel like I look like this lumbering, knuckle-dragging neanderthal with bags under his eyes, a sloping forehead and a really blank look in his eyes [digs for fleas], even though I'm reassured that I don't look like that. |
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| Finally! |
[Feb. 21st, 2009|07:23 pm] |
A fic to show for my efforts.
[thud]
Refractory Period
Weiss Kreuz, Farfarello/Schuldig, NC-17
A gunshot or two, no balls of blue. |
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| Prepare for the Squee |
[Feb. 7th, 2009|07:26 am] |
Dear God, bearilou, I love you more than you can POSSIBLY know!
More volumes of The Four Constables??!?? I think I have died and gone to fanboy!heaven. Those are MINE now, bitches.
I can't get to my photobucket to grab scans that I've taken of this lovely Hong Kong comic. Even my scans don't do the beauty of the art justice.
AND THEY'RE MINE!!!!!
And. AND??!?!
THERE'S AN ANIME??!?!? I only have the first couple of English translated manga before the publisher folded and someone kind, beautiful soul has not only subbed the anime but is scanlating the manga?
You thought I was scarce before? Bwahahahahahahah...[cough]. My anime cup, she runneth over.
Many times I question whether it's worth being a fan of the rare and obscure.
...not today.
note to self: get more TFC icons now |
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[Jan. 24th, 2009|02:07 pm] |
So...the next time I come, I will make sure to say...
arm the photon torpedoes and fire at will
Thank you, Fandom Wank. Thank you.
Although after that, Drew, I fear, would make me sleep in the truck.
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...the look on his face may be worth it. |
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[Jan. 19th, 2009|08:11 am] |
Most people are off. Some aren't. Count me in among those who aren't. I am lucky in that everyone at work is off, too. Maybe I'll get some writing done. We'll see.
In the meantime, to entertain me you will be giving unto me fic recs. I have one kink request, fandom unimportant.
Pegging. NSFW link. Please to be reccing pegging fic. And I'm serious, I don't need to know the fandom to enjoy it.
Hit me! |
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| What the hell, man? |
[Jan. 11th, 2009|06:49 pm] |
[holds hands up]
Okay, okay. I admit that sometimes when I watch things, a character will catch my eye and for the rest of the series/movie/whatever, I focus on said character. Obsessive, yeah, that's me.
Tereus is one fucking hot son-of-a-bitch and preoccupies my thoughts when I engage in fannish enjoyment of Appleseed. Specifically, Appleseed Ex Machina. I've seen the movies (both), I've watched the OVAs, I've read the graphic novels (long time ago).
I thought I was pretty much familiar with everyone in the franchise.
So...Who the fuck is this?. Is this someone that I completely blotted out from the movie (Ex Machina) because, dude, I don't remember him being there. I've searched the credits and he's not mentioned. At all. Anywhere that I could see. I honestly, truly don't remember seeing him in the movie at all.
And I watch this movie for the goddamned eye-candy, man! I would have seen and remembered him!
Any Appleseed fans out there have anything for me concerning this? I'm going batshit insane trying to figure it out. |
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| Two in one day...within hours of each other. Go me? |
[Jan. 2nd, 2009|08:34 pm] |
Google mail is an interesting bird.
Anyone who has it knows they scan the contents of an email and then proposes links that tie back to the subject matter.
In exchanging email comments with a fellow writer about One Outs, through the entire email, only three times is the word 'pitcher' used. The title of the anime was only used a couple of times, as well. We are, of course, discussing baseball. (Baseball anime, to be exact)
And now I have links in the side bar pointing me on how to improve my curve ball.
[wicked leer] Come here, I'll show you my 'curve ball'.
...somehow...that loses something... |
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| New Years Resolution. |
[Jan. 2nd, 2009|05:54 pm] |
I solemnly vow...
To stop reading the following comms because they just piss me off.
fandomsecrets
fanficrants
And when they piss me off, they suck my creative energy away and I forget things, important things, that I wanted to write about.
I just read one response to a rant (at the second comm) that set my teeth on edge and I fucking couldn't believe that it was even typed out for people to read and NO ONE CALLED THEM ON IT.
Jesus fuck. Way to waste perfectly good creative juices. [sulks]
I hate to lose reading fandomsecrets because I've discovered new fandoms from there but the shit people have 'secrets' about is bordering on grabbing attention and seeing just how many people they can piss off.
So...no more for me.
Not making any more resolutions this year. I feel awful when I don't achieve them, like I've let someone down by killing their kittens. [sigh]
edit: I will replace those comms with this one. splodefromcute. |
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| Mish mash of stuff. |
[Dec. 21st, 2008|02:58 pm] |
I'm an idiot. Go ahead and say it. My eyes are bigger than my stomach; I'm writing checks my body can't cash...etc...
I found two new writing comms and joined. [whines] I want to write soooo muuuuch. Ah well. Like all other things, good intentions will fall by the wayside eventually but I'll have fun in the interim. Free time is loosening up just enough that I can get some writing done, a little every day. Which is better than NONE so I'm snagging that tiger by the tail and riding this storm out.
And all other sorts of mixed metaphors. I'm in a mixed metaphor mood. Sue me.
Snow and ice here. Lovely to go out and scrape and shovel. However, we didn't get hit as hard as some [cough]frogmajick[cough] so no complaints there either.
From kalldoro.
The results are a surprise. </sarcasm>
( Gacked and posted ) |
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| Yo! |
[Dec. 13th, 2008|01:20 pm] |
From kwycksylver
 Monkeys are intelligent and agile, well-adapted for jungle life as they swing happily from tree to tree. As a monkey, you are a social animal who eats a wide range of food, is quick to learn new things and loves to climb. A monkey's tiny primate features are irresistable, as is his gregarious personality! You were almost a: Pony or a PuppyYou are least like a: Turtle or a GroundhogDiscover What Cute Animal You Are!
Still alive and kicking. Still writing. Still obsessing over two new anime. Still obsessing over writing for two new anime. Still guhing and unfhing all over in general. |
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| Can't sleep, plot bunnies will eat me |
[Dec. 7th, 2008|07:07 am] |
Downfall
Tytania, Idris/Zalisch, NC-17
Idris’ intellect was as devastating as his looks and he wielded both with expert precision.
Crossposting this everywhere. Apologies if you get this a gazillioin times.
...Okay, not really. I am an attention h0r. |
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| Because I'm such a tease... |
[Nov. 30th, 2008|07:47 am] |
Gacked from around LJ and most recently scribblemoose
If you had me under your command and could make me write anything, what would you love to see me write? I'm not actually going to write any of these (unless something strikes me), but I am curious. |
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| Verbal Diarrhea, I CAN HAZ IT? |
[Nov. 29th, 2008|12:54 pm] |
I suppose this is just a OMGI'MSOSTUFFED entry that will collect odds and ends that flit through the brainmeats on our way back to the condo. Typing in the car spurs something inside me and it all just gushes forth.
Drew's mother has loaded us up with enough leftovers to get us through next week. I'm afraid we'll end up throwing a lot of it out. Not because we don't want it but because it's only the two of us and we can't possibly eat that much food. [burp]
Just when any semblence of faith in humanity returns, it's ripped from me again. Jesus Christ. Is our society so materialistic or is it just a sign of the econonmic times that we don't care that we trample a man to death just to get $40 off something in a store? Black Friday. There's a definite reason why I avoid going out on that day. People cease being humans and turn into ravenous animals. I certainly do not envy anyone who works retail. You guys get treated less than human. My hats off to you if you manage to retain any sort of sense of humor about fucktard customers.
I posted two things of writing and feel immensely proud of myself. Granted, they were close to being finished to begin with but that I wrapped them up and got them off my groaning-under-the-weight of things to write made me feel quite good about myself. (holy fucked up sentence structure, Batman)
My energy reserves are slowly replenishing from the 'Didn't do a whole hell of a lot this weekend'. I'm still dead ass tired and I still sigh at the fact that even reading anything on LiveJournal just makes me weary. I AM reading your entries though, even if I'm not responding. Sometimes it just takes more than I have to even say anything.
I was turned on to an anime that I will be watching with great interest. It's a sports anime (be shocked, I know you want to) but it's something that I can totally dig. One Outs is the name and thank god the main characters are adults. I must be getting old or something but...
(parenthetical aside: A fast perusal of my flist has yielded up another anime/manga to check into. Oh LJ, how I've missed you.)
( Cut to spare you some thoughts I have that may hurt sensitive feelings, even though that is not my intent. This is more of 'me talking something out'. )
Now that that's out of my system, I can say with reasonable assurances that this is yet another reason why I miss LJ so much. I miss my friends, that much is true, and it always bums me out when they defriend me for reasons that I perfectly understand. I am still bummed when it happens.
But a huge reason I miss LJ is this catharsis I reach when I talk about things that bug me. Whether it be about my own feelings of inadequacy, or writing bumps I hit, or just things that make me all raaaar and frothy at the mouth, I always manage to move past them once they've been written for hundreds to read. (I certainly don't delude myself into thinking that all of my flist reads me but hey...a guy can dream)
I had an idea that hit me broadside and it's a bad idea and now I can't shake it, so I'm going to do it, with both barrels and repercussions be damned!
Watch this space for more details, coming soon to an LJ near you. |
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[Nov. 27th, 2008|10:07 pm] |
Wow. Three posts in two days. Four if you count my posting my newest fic to blowing_my_load. Which, being said...
taaadaaaa!
United Front
Tytania, Ariabart/Jouslain, NC-17
There are some things only a clansman can understand.
Watch the warnings if that kind of thing bothers you. Just sayin'.
Gacked from regisjr
Your rainbow is intensely shaded orange, black, and red. What is says about you: You are a strong person. You appreciate energetic people. You get bored easily and want friends who will keep up with you. You may meet people who are afraid of you. Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.
Interesting. I've been told I can be a bit overbearing and um...powerful? Overbearing seems to be a better word.
Stuffed to the gills and will have to work out extra hard in the next few weeks to get this off my waistline but godDAMN I love this woman's pumpkin pie. And her cherry pie. Fuck it...her pies in general. Eat my weight in pies, I could! Drew's mom is trying to make me fat. Drew is trying to make me fat.
Me: Jesusfuck, I'm going to waddle home.
Drew: [wicked laugh]
Me: Um...baby? It worries me when you laugh like that.
Drew: At least you won't be able to outrun me.
Me: ...Okay. That really worries me.
Drew: [still grinning that kind of grin that is disturbing and mildly erotic at the same time] It should.
Me: You two are in this together.
Drew's mom: Honey? Want me to wrap these up for you?
Me: No!
Drew: Yes, please, mother.
Me: [frantic] No, really, Drew. Please...[whines]
Drew: You're weak-willed. Suck it up like a man and take the pies.
Me: [small] ...okay
Thank GOD I'm off tomorrow. [puffs and huffs and eats more pie] |
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| Happy Thanksgiving! Happy Thursday! Happy day, there's PIE! |
[Nov. 27th, 2008|03:05 pm] |
So...I had my feathers all in a dither earlier by something I read. Then, Drew shoved me in the car and we began the two-hour car ride to his parents for Thanksgiving. Even the prospect of pie couldn't dissuade me from my froth and I started to pound out a rather healthy rant about it.
Then I got sidetracked with writing porn. (Okay, so this was after a side trip to a rest stop. Drew can be rather creative in confined spaces. [cough])
At any rate, got to the house, and there was food. And more food. And pie! Much loving with the pie. Hey, I had a generously ravenous apetite when we got there. At least I didn't fall asleep.
Behold, there on my laptop, porn awaited me and thus I began to write on it. And it was good. And I was pleased with this turn of events.
I wish I could remember what I was going to rant about.
...(Which is a lie. I remember but it just doesn't seem important now. At least until some douchbag decides to respond and get my back up again.)
Full and still horny,
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| Wow...I've been writing more than I thought. |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|07:58 pm] |
Hello all!
Hope this finds everyone well and productive. It's the Thanksgiving holiday season for the US and you can bet your sweet buns that I'll be smack in the middle of it, eating pie until fit to bursting.
I would update you but there is nothing to update except to say the same things over again. Working. Bitch. Overtime. Stress. Little writing.
[flails]
There are a few anime that I'm enjoying at the moment. Unfortunately there is no time for me to squee over them all over the LJ here. But I'm writing, have several things in the works, some old, some new, which is a good thing.
I can make no promises of when they'll be finished or even if. I am writing away at them and chipping at the issues I have. Mainly, lack of confidence at this point. I've not written in so long and I think my quality of reading material is rather high so I'm finding that I am afraid I won't measure up to the beautiful stuff I'm reading. [sigh] I hate crisis of conscience.
Still, I plug along, limping around and hoping that soon things will break for my luck and I can come back and be active on my LJ again.
( In the event that you're interested in what I'm writing...a sneak preview. )
It is my sincere hope that everyone celebrating Thanksgiving to have a very good day. Those who are not, I still wish for you to have a happy and productive day. |
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| Help! I'm being oppressed! |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|10:42 am] |
I was threatened with bodily harm if I didn't update. So here I am! Updating! See me update! Watch as I update up a storm!
That is, if I had something to really update with. Okay, so I do have one bit of news.
That promotion I've been fighting for years? Finally happened. I didn't want it. I don't want it. Yeah, I am still under my supe (who was promoted and dragged me with him, the fucker), it's a bit more money. And along with that, more responsibility.
Responsibility for a department that is already held together with baling twine and duct tape. I don't want it! I don't care about the money!
I just don't want to have to fight for everything we get JUST to repair their ailing, aging HVAC system that they refuse to put money back into to make sure it works properly. Dudes, we are coming up on winter here!
But now, not only is the main campus under my umbrella of official responsibility, so are the other properties in the state. [sigh] That means, I'm hardly at my desk anymore as I jet between buildings, properties and constant 'fires'. I'm...a manager.
Add to that, they want to send me to school for Facility Management. I know where that will lead and I can tell you RIGHT FUCKING NOW, I don't want it. Especially if it requires school at night. I won't tell you about the education program that Don (the supe) has shoved at me for classes sponsored by the company.
Writing? Happening a little bit but not as often as I'd like. Drew? Happening a lot more, which makes me happy and at the same time it's like...Baby? I need to breathe.
This weekend will be getting Drew's dad's garage ready to store my bike. It's filled with all the old stuff that Drew pulled from our apartment when we got the condo and now he needs to decide what to do with it. Sell it, find a home for it, or make room in the condo.
Me? Me Thag. Me lift heavy things.
I have anime piling up to watch, things I TOTALLY dropped that I NEED to catch up for friends. [flails] Thank God the barbeque is getting cleaned at some point and stored for the winter, too.
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Dear fucking hell. I sound domesticated.
...someone shoot me. Please? |
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| Laughter, being the best medicine... |
[Sep. 26th, 2008|03:02 pm] |
Oh sweet Jesus, the entire office is crying in hysterical laughter here...
In other news, yuletide is gearing up again. I think this year, I may give it a pass. I got shit going down here at work and I just don't have the time to dedicate to a fic exchange that has left me feeling empty and dissatisfied the past several years.
We'll see... |
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[Sep. 6th, 2008|07:53 am] |
My life in bullets. And I can't be assed to even do the html code to make nice bullets. You get asterisks.
FEAR MY ASTERISKS!
* They're trying to promote me. Again. I don't want promoting. I can't keep up as it is.
* bear, you have failed me. And now I'm pissed at you.
* Yet, you made it up with this, so all is forgiven.
* Bleach, it's what's for dinner. GUH.
* Still, falling down in the rest of my online and personal life. Trying to fix that. Not succeeding very well. I owe some people some stuff. Yeah. I'll get on that asap. Honest, I haven't forgotten. It's this [hand wavey] time [/hand wavey] thing.
* Please, weather, be ugly today so I can get some rest. I am convinced Drew does not, in fact, love me, but wishes to kill me to collect the life insurance.
* Writing? Is not happening. [sigh] Every time I try to push stuff around to make the time? Something else falls into that slot. Not very dedicated, am I? |
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[Aug. 18th, 2008|05:57 pm] |
Another one of those 'moments' for me. I swear fanficrants, you are not helping me score points with my man. a bit of NSFW Especially when he's learning to figure out where my weird shit is coming from.
Me: *saunters up to Drew at the stove. wraps arms around waist and nuzzles against his neck*
Drew: *soft sigh and just a moment of relaxation before he pushes me off* Dinner.
Me: I know what I'm eating.
Drew: Not on an empty stomach, you aren't.
Me: So, *not to be put off, continues nuzzling* can we agree to have butt-t fuck later?
Drew: ...
Me: Well, we can't have pussy fuck! Although, if we consider your ass a boy puss-
Drew: I'm revoking your internet privileges.
[waves] Off to write now, since he won't let me be online. |
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[Aug. 17th, 2008|07:47 pm] |
[grins at his friends list]
Three in one day. Been a while, huh? I am making up for my lack of posting in the recent past and that I won't be around much next week. So you've gotten me in your face for three posts! Aren't you lucky!
I wasn't tagged (that I know of) but I'm trotting this out because it's all about me, donchaknow. Gacked this from caerfree.
Sometimes it's ok to pimp yourself out. Post a list of your top five fics favorite you've written, regardless of fandom or the reason you love them. This isn't about the BEST things you've written, but what you LOVE most. Then tag five other people to do the same.
Well, you know I won't tag anyone. Feel free to toot your own horn. And I cheated and posted six because I couldn't choose!
1. In the Glow of the Firefly's Dance. Shounen Onmyouji, Seiryuu/Seimei, PG-13 This one was one of my favorites because it allowed me to explore Seimei a little and exercise my philosophy muscles. I'm always so intent on the sex (not that I'm complaining!) that sometimes these quiet moments are extremely attractive to me.
Now to finish watching the series. [headdesk]
2. Redemption. Fullmetal Alchemist, Hughs/Mustang, NC-17 Written in present tense, this was my first time at trying something that was immediate and desperate. I think it worked out well. Funnily enough, this isn't my favorite pairing in FMA but I do enjoy it when it's done right. I hope I did it right.
3. Dutiful Son. Saiyuki, Jien/mother (incest), NC-17 Every time I do something like this, this fic makes it on to my list. Another one of those desperate fics, I really enjoyed exploring Sha Jien as he really is one of my favorite characters from Saiyuki.
4. A Good Plan. Basilisk - Kouga Ninpou Chou, Hyouma/Saemon, NC-17 Along with Generator Gawl, Basilisk ranks up there as one of my all time favorite animes. It's short, at 26 eps, it's compact and ties up all the loose ends at the end. It's terribly tragic, violent and desperately tender at times.
Emerging from this anime, Hyouma and Saemon rose as my favorite pair. There is just so much there between them every time they're on screen. Could be me...[grin] but that's all that matters. Their voices as they banter just struck a deep resonant chord in me.
5. Sweet Taste of Sake. Samurai Deeper Kyo, Yukimura/Kyo, R Another one of those fics that I wrote that wasn't brainmeats melting sex. I can imagine the sex was completely mind blowing before the scene started though!
What I like most about my efforts here is the completely hedonistic attitude of Yukimura. I would like to think I captured him from the anime and manga.
6. Holly Jolly. Weiss Kreuz, Schuldig (implied Schuldig/Farfarello), R Many things that makes me glee over this is the dream sequence. Also, it is one of the few fics that I got some enthusiastic glee out of dhaunea. As her tastes are of exceptional quality, that I was able to get any reaction from her that was not "what the hell were you smoking when you wrote this?" places this fic among my favorites. I must have done something right and that makes me happy to know that I had.
edited to add: A meme/quiz gacked from merith
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[Aug. 17th, 2008|04:28 pm] |
Courtesy of bearilou, she found this for me and passed it along.(I am not embedding this because 1) I don't know how and 2) I'm not fond of doing it, anyway.)
Even though she knows of my penchant for music videos that are instrumental (far too often AMVs are done to contemporary lyrics and while the vid maker thought it was a good idea at 3 am, it usually doesn't end up getting their concept across very well at all), I still find this one very well done, lyrics and all.
Now I must have a download of this video and the mp3 because it just rocks that hard.
It doesn't hurt that I have a searing crush on like Azula. |
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