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[23rd.Nov.2008|08:07 am]
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1. My laptop is still in the Dead Zone; we're waiting until the start of December to buy a new hard drive for it. So I'm using Mr. Pi's computer, which means I have to wait my turn for it (wah!), which means I'm online a lot less. There's stuff about SGA, Psych, and my family under here. )
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*vibrates in place* [4th.Nov.2008|08:25 am]
Election distraction, for those who've already voted and are quickly moving from "excited anticipation" to "over-anxious, nail-biting terror oh my god how is it only 8:30 a.m.???"

Click here and then click on the three links within the post.

And if you, like me, are trapped in a red state and looking anxiously at the outside world and hoping hoping hoping, you should check out the rest of Slog, a blog from a rabidly liberal alternative weekly newspaper in Seattle (home paper of Dan Savage, by the way). It's calming (because most folks there are feeling the same way as me) and supportive (because did I mention I live in a red state?) and good to read. Right now they're mostly posting letters from absentee voters around the world, and the worldwide support is just amazing and heartening.

Oh my god, I hope today goes by quickly. I wish I could pray.
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[10th.Oct.2008|11:49 am]
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So, I'm going on a self-imposed diet from political sites. I'm still checking my one flamingly liberal Seattle-area newsblog (The Stranger's Slog), but that's also just entertainment, since I can't read my flist at work. (LJ is blocked, IJ is not; it's definitely nice to have this option.) Anyway, back to the political-site diet. I have been getting more and more tense about politics, and I swear I think I might stroke out if I keep getting so worked up about the election. So, no more paging through the NY Times, Washington Post, Politico, DailyKos, etc. I can watch The Daily Show, though. That's like Slog - it's entertainment. :-) And it doesn't cause my blood pressure to spike.

Anyway. I think I'll go skim the ol' IJ flist. How are you guys? Doing okay? It's Friday, so that's a start, right? Right.
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I'm not a star. A star is nothing more than a big ball of gas. -Elijah Wood [20th.May.2008|09:02 pm]
Stolen from Book:

Go here and push the button until you collect five random quotations that mean something to you.

Easy enough; here are tonight's five random quotations. :-)

If you don't know where you are going, any road will take you there.
Lewis Carroll

The wages of sin are death, but by the time taxes are taken out, it's just sort of a tired feeling.
Paula Poundstone

We are born charming, fresh and spontaneous and must be civilized before we are fit to participate in society.
Judith Martin (Miss Manners)

Arguments are to be avoided; they are always vulgar and often convincing.
Oscar Wilde

The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.
Eden Phillips
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I saw above me an endless skyway [25th.Apr.2008|01:29 pm]
So, listen. I was reading Ceperanza's "MVP" (for, like, the millionth time, because someone recced it on Crack Van, and I looooooove it), and there's a part where Atlantis has to try and figure out how to help these two warring civilizations. It's a small bit of the story, but listen: they (Elizabeth, John, Rodney, Teyla) are arguing about how to help the people who are at a technical disadvantage. Basically the question is, arms race or relocation? Teyla suggests asking which the civilization would prefer. Turns out (to Rodney's surprise) they prefer relocation.

And all that made me think meta-ish thoughts which - I suck at meta. But SOMEONE (someone not me, someone who can string words together more coherently than I currently can) should write some meta - or better yet a STORY - that incorporates the vastly different ways people in the Pegasus galaxy must think of property, and how that appears to folks from Earth, and the conflicts, confusion and misunderstandings that could possibly arise. You know?

This land is your land, this land is my land. )

Pegasus peoples must have very different ideas about property, don't you think? I do. That's the long and short of it.
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A miss is as good as a molehill. [19th.Apr.2008|01:11 pm]
Ahhh, I am completely captivated by the Random Proverb Generator. It combines two random quotes and presents such gems as

If you can't beat them, join a vacuum.

Nature abhors a cat.

Every dog has the man.

It takes two to make the cat.

(So true, and also there are a lot of proverbs about cats, dogs and pigs.)

Two heads are better than money.
(Dude, two heads ARE money: freak show, here I come!)

Actions speak louder than a king.

Nature abhors a quarrel.

(More or less than it abhors a cat?)

You scratch my back and I'll scratch Rome.

and finally,

Don't throw the baby out with love and war.

Seriously. I think I should create demotivators with these, or a poster of SOME kind, obviously, but the question of what art to use baffles me. :-)
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No more pop-tarts for breakfast, woe. [10th.Apr.2008|09:55 pm]
Thank you all for your excellent advice about my icky eye situation. I did apply moist heat, and I did go see the doctor. Two things happened there (well, lots of things, really, but two I am going to TALK ABOUT), one that's semi-gross so I'm going to lj-cut it. )

The second thing that happened (although really it happened FIRST, chronologically) was that I was WEIGHED while at the doctor's office. )

Wow, that turned out to be a long way to say: WATCH OUT! I may occasionally post about my newfound need to watch what I eat! lol. I don't honestly think I'll post about it all that much, because... it's not that interesting. Not even to me. BUT! I do think I may jump up and down a bit if things are going well. :-)
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Help! I'm rhyming inadvertently! [9th.Apr.2008|08:31 am]
Ack, I have a stye in my eye! Medical tmi and plea for advice. )

Advice? Anyone know of a sure-fire cure, other than waiting it out?
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Finally [SGA, McKay/Sheppard, adult] [2nd.Apr.2008|08:20 pm]
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PWP, a little less than 2,000 words. Today's mission wasn't anything special, nobody nearly died, nobody found anything interesting. But 'Why' doesn't matter - not at all. )
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Get that bitch off the runway! [30th.Mar.2008|04:26 pm]
You guys, David Hewlett just posted about (a) his elliptical machine, (b) his ambition to learn lines while using it and (c) his ACTUAL form of entertainment while puffing and wheezing along: watching America's Next Top Model. Ahahahaha oh man, could I be more amused by him? I THINK NOT. He is also just adorable about his wedding (at a castle! in England! heeeee) and his kid and his fiancee and oh be still my heart - he's just so damn cute.

(Also it is wrong and bad but I'm quite turned on by the thought of a sweaty David Hewlett using the elliptical machine. In fact I've written most of a fic in which Rodney McKay does just that, causing great appreciation in a certain hot-ass airforce LTC. I'll give you a hint: it's not Sam. *g*)
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Baa. Baaaaaaaaaaaa! [21st.Mar.2008|07:16 pm]
[I feel |awake]

It's quiet, and I want to blather. So, better late than never:

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on yaoi, favorite type of underwear, graphic techniques, etc.

Any takers? *bats lashes*
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"So yadda yadda yadda, the whole relationship tanked." [17th.Mar.2008|10:17 am]
Oh LJ, why you gotta be such a dumbass?

My paid account over at LJ is set to expire in April, and I'd been sort of contemplating paying just a little, so as not to have to look at ads. You know? Because I still do most of my flist reading over there. But - *shrug* LJ is run by dumbasses, and they've reaffirmed my decision not to give them money ever again. I guess we'll see whether I can stand flist-reading over there once my paid account has given up the ghost. Too bad, so sad, LJ, you feckless fuckwits. ALSO, I have some smokin'-hot smut to post, and since I refuse to label stuff as "adult content" except in standard disclaimers, I won't be posting it there at all. (I'll post a link to it, though. Because the People Deserve Porn! And I like feedback. *g*)

La la la, what else? My life is very dull, for the most part.

Oh! I went to the "Claim your unfound money" website (Missing Money) and found out that I am very careless and apparently leave money lying around wherever I go, because I can claim quite a bit - nearly $500 altogether, which is good, since my computer is making a soft, worrying sound lately. Mr. Pi even has a little bit of money from an old job. So, I'm going on a hunt for all our old tax forms (to show proof of address), and whee! Free money! Searching for free stuff: highly recommended as a rainy day activity.

In Even! More! Boring! news (oh, you thought it was impossible), I'm getting my hair cut this afternoon. It's driving me NUTS lately - too long, no shape, etc. I'm trying a new stylist out, so wish me luck.

Okay, off to search for other people on the Missing Money site.
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Well, I'm back. [9th.Mar.2008|10:48 pm]
(I will never not use that phrase SOMEWHERE in a "getting home" entry. Sorry, folks, this is as good as it gets.)

Home again, home again, trippety-trot. Had a nice visit with the folks, celebrated Pi!Dad's birthday (and mine, coincidentally, though his was more exciting, his new age ending with a zero and all), saw relatives and friends, etc. Emphatically did not get much time online at ALL, and although I responded to a few happy birthday wishes, I suspect I've missed a few more - I'll try to scroll back to where I was, but I suspect skip=300 or something absurd like that, since I haven't been able to really read since Thursday night, and even that was iffy.

I missed the season finale of SGA, but came home to my beloved and trusty Tivo version, which I just watched. Not very spoilery spoilers back here. Well, okay, one spoilery spoiler. Sort of. )

Okay, I guess that's about it. After driving 10 hours, my brain doesn't have much coherence. Sorry about that! Now I'm going to start that backward scrolling through my flist, and also pet Zed the kitty, who is frantic for reassurance. Oooh, and check my del.icio.us, where I hope people have been saving all the best episode-tag and future-season-plotting fics for me. *hopeful*
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My life is weird and good. [2nd.Mar.2008|05:56 pm]
You guys, I don't mean to brag, but - no, wait, I totally mean to brag! I got to meet somebody cool today.

Today the boys and I went to church early because I had choir practice. We were still a little late for that, though, oops. So we get out of the car and there's one other dude getting out of his car, pleasant-looking fellow with a grizzled beard and glasses and a nice smile, and as the boys took off to play on the lawn (the weather was still nice, just this morning, sigh), he and I walked up the steps to the church. He introduced himself, "Hi, I'm William Phillips, I'm Tom's brother, just here visiting, thought I'd come hear him sing," and I introduced myself, yadda yadda, we talked about the choir and singing and then he opened the door for me and we went in and I went off to sing and he sat down to read a book while the choir practiced.

Anyway, so, later his brother introduced him to the congregation and guys! He won the 1997 Nobel Prize in Physics! I feel all star-struck! I shook hands with a Nobel-prize winner! Eat your heart out, Rodney McKay. Hee!

Here's a picture of the good doctor. He's the one with the beard. *g*
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SGA! [29th.Feb.2008|10:20 pm]
ZOMG! SGA 4x19 spoilers here, and also I am damn well gonna mention the preview for next week, but I'm otherwise unspoiled! )In general, I was super-duper happy with this episode. *hearts*
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Woohoo! [27th.Feb.2008|07:32 pm]
GUYS. Mr. Pi sent me a pre-activated Tivo DVR for my birthday. *big eyes* I'm never watching commercials again. YES YES YESSSSSSSS! \o/
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Cross-posting (still don't trust LJ!): Weather bitchery [22nd.Feb.2008|06:36 pm]
There was a news report on yesterday night, about a bus accident that happened a year ago in April (there was a hearing this week about it). And they were showing old footage of it, this bus and a couple of bashed-up cars in an intersection, bright sunny day, vivid green lawn of a bank sloping up from the street and the bank's digital time-and-temperature clock blinking away. So I'm looking, and thinking, Oh, that's so sad, I wonder if anyone was hurt or killed (I had the sound muted), and then I noticed that the bank's clock said "68 F" and all I could think was ooooooh, 68 degrees. It was warm. Which, I realize is sick and self-centered but OH MY HOLY FUCK I AM TIRED OF COLD.

*looks outside* Today's appropriate weather quote is

Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone.

This is NOT THE BLEAK MIDWINTER. This is Kansas in February and I would like a fucking BREAK. Yesterday it was sunny and beautiful... with windchills between -6 and 9 degrees. GREAT.

February has it ALL OVER April as far as that cruelest month thing goes. I'm so done with winter. As my friend C says, "I'm all set on that."


*scowls at thin, stinging snowflakes*

I'm fine, I just felt like bitching about the weather. :-)
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Ahahahahaha [14th.Feb.2008|08:38 pm]
I just got my Valentine's Day card e-mail, and it is, in fact AMAAAAAZING and fabulous.

FIRST OF ALL, I challenge you not to TOTALLY SQUEAL (very quietly, because the kids are asleep) when you hear your Googlemail notifier go *pop* and you click on your Gmail link and see, in your inbox, in bold:

Dr. Rodney McKay.

And then! And then I clicked on the link (cackling like a loon, true story), to find this epistle of love: )


Because - oh my god, I'm crying, I'm laughing so hard - JOHN RESPONDED TO RODNEY'S LOVE LETTER. )

In conclusion:

*heart heart heart*

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"I'm so close, oh god, oh YES, oh god, oh god - what the fuck?" [6th.Feb.2008|08:37 pm]
So, delayed gratification as a fanfic trope.

(You know, the thing is, I really just love the word "trope." Trope trope trope. It's fun to say! Trope! It sounds cheery - trope! - and pops right off the tongue! Trope! Trope! ...It's losing all meaning. Okay, wait, it really HAS lost all meaning, because I just looked it up and it doesn't mean what I thought it meant. DAMMIT. FANMETA, YOU HAVE LED ME ASTRAY THROUGH CONTEXT!)

Goddammit. I think I meant as a motif. Okay, I totally did: delayed gratification as a fanfic motif.

(I'm really much more comfortable with musical jargon. I guess those seven years spent getting my music bachelor's weren't totally wasted.)

And by delayed gratification, I mean, specifically, delayed orgasm.

I don't DO meta. And when I do, frankly, it's just not all that academic or anything, guys. This is as good as it gets, honestly. )

Anyway, that's it. I'm all done being meta. (Still not quite sure I used the word trope correctly, but I'm going with it.)
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Random quotes, and talk about a great Texas woman I'm lucky enough to know. [5th.Feb.2008|09:07 pm]
"You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughta be." - Richard from Texas, in Elizabeth Gilbert's Eat Pray Love.

Well, flist, I've had two big glasses of Yellowtail Pinot Noir this evening. I've watched American Idol - listen, I like singing and I like being judgmental occasionally, it's a family event, watching that show. I've accepted a counter-offer on The House. (Oh my god. I think I'm buying a house. Deep breaths, deep breaths.) I've squeed about that SGA S5 casting spoiler. I've checked the polls to see where the Dems are. I've learned exciting new things about the caucus system.

Right this minute, I'm lying in bed, listening to the heater blow and Zed purr. Outside, snow is falling fiercely and silently. It's weird - in the darkness it's almost impossible to see what's happening, unless you look at where the streetlight is - then you see wild curtains and skeins of snow, blowing horizontal, glowing sulfer-orange, wild and soundless and thick. (Sometimes I do hear the wind - it makes small, shy whistling noises at the window.)

I got an email from a family friend today, my sister's godfather Paul, an excellent musician who looks enough like Willie Nelson to have been asked for his autograph a time or two. (At least once that I know of, he gave the autograph, and the whole group of us - stopped in a tiny west Texas town on the way to a camping trip, four families' worth of giggling children and adults - got adored from afar by the cook at a greasy spoon diner.)

Paul's mother is in her 90s, a tiny Texas woman named Flomar, known to her grandchildren as Mimi. Another damned eulogy. Premature, this time, so maybe we can just call it rambling, and dammit, people I love need to stop getting older and keep being healthy. )
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