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Seeing as I never manage to keep any of my genuine resolutions...



I like the penultimate one. :D

Despite the cramps, I think my senior reading went well last night. Someone I didn't even know came up afterwards and complimented me on it, which was a huge ego boost. And after the reading, Gretchen and my suitemates gave me a little bamboo plant in a pot! Its label claims that it is "impossible to over-water," which is a good thing. I have named it Bamboo-kun (to go with Plantito), and it is adorable. ♥♥

Today, it was so windy that it knocked the power out! This was right after lunch, when I was about to start working on the next draft of my Environmental Journalism article. At first I figured that I would just do some of my reading instead, but then I discovered that since I had finished Paradise Lost early so that I could start on my paper about it this weekend, I had no reading left for the rest of the semester. :O So I finished off my pomegranates while I waited. Fortunately, the power came back up around 2:30, so I don't have to panic about the article being done in time for class tomorrow.

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Of course my uterus would decide to start spring cleaning on the day that I am doing a public reading of a selection from my senior portfolio. >: It's not as bad as it is some months, and Mom just recently gave me some Aleve, so there are some small mercies here that I am quite grateful for. The timing is still not the best.

Not that there really is a good time for this, considering that even if it had waited a full four weeks it would still arrive in the middle of next week, which is the last of the semester. No matter the details, periods and finals are never a good combination.

I'm getting so freaked out by the fact that some people who I went to high school with are getting engaged and married. REALLY? DO YOU REALLY NEED TO BE ENGAGED WHEN YOU'RE 22 YEARS OLD?!

WHY?

32 even seems young to be married to me. Maybe 33.

Hello all! Despite the fact that I fell off the face of the planet for a bit, I'm back now, and I'd really love to send some cards and gifts this year. Things may be arriving a bit after the holidays, and admittedly my budget is such that most likely gifts will be small/handmade, but please let me know if you'd like a little something!

Just post your address (comments screened of course) and I'll see what I can do. Hooray for Wintertide!

• 13:16 Christmas tree is up, doing shopping Wednesday. Why am I not stressed yet? Must be portent of doom... #
• 13:21 @thefleshfailure They shall be on Facebook and I'll post a link later. :) #

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I am pretty sure I broke my toe today. =(

Last night I went to see Princess and the Frog at the Disney Studios. And OMG I loved it. I laughed, I cried, I ship Tiana and Naveen like crazy. They are now the hottest Disney couple. And Dr. Facilier is hot, I think it has something to do with his Keith David voice, mmmmm. I love that man's evil laugh. And I LOVE Charlotte, I'm so glad they actually gave her some character as opposed to just being a spoiled rich kid (and the animation on her was LOL).

I kinda wish though the event had taken place at the El Capitan (which is now being taken over by Disney's Christmas Carol). The Studios was a nice place but it didn't have that grand overall look and feeling of the El Cap, like at the Enchanted event (best damn event ever). The best part was Brian bought me The Art of the Princess and the Frog book, EEEEEE! I must learn how to draw these characters, especially Charlotte.

Oh and I woke up this morning and it was pouring rain, YAY! First time in ages! I must go find a Princess and the Frog icon now. Either Tiana or Facilier. <3

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The other week when I was in EB Games with Timban I thought I was seeing hallucinating, and I almost completely missed it. EB was almost completely devoid of PC games, and when I mentioned this to Timban, he helpfully showed me the one rack at the back that had PC games. That itself was pretty shocking. There was one last copy of Majesty 2 on the shelf, and when he asked if there were more copies in the back, I was surprised that the clerk came back with two (life often imitates Penny Arcade, you know!).

The original Majesty was a very popular fantasy kingdom SIM back in 2000; I checked the website faithfully for updates, and when sequel screencaps finally appeared a few years ago, I thought I would have it in my hot little hands soon. It was definitely worth the wait. I played the training mission and they kept all the good things about the game - the humour, the voice acting and a lot of the same functionality. The bitmappy graphics have been replaced by a lush 3D world. It's better than the original, which is so rare for sequels. The only thing I don't like is the futzy way you have to hold down both mouse buttons to move across the screen.

The only thing I have yet to test out is the internet game play. The last time we tried to play Majesty on a LAN, it just wouldn't work...Queen Christine will take on all challengers to the throne otherwise!

I made up some icons for a lot of people, most of whom donated some money to help get Luna to the vet a couple months ago.

Please do not use these if it is not your character!!

Icons for!
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cmdr_kitsune, hossblacksilver, Rew for archaeoerika
crssafox, silverdark, nomadfox
brodycatsmouth, Meirin for grimmhooke, and calamitycougar.

I will have the full-size images (325px wide/high) uploaded to my ArtSpots page in a few minutes for you guys to crop, resize, or use as you wish. :)

If anyone else wants one of these, I'll take commissions for them! Since they're based on a template I'm only asking $3 each, or two for $5. Payable by PayPal only! Right now I am offering ten slots, more will open up once those have been completed. Each person gets a slot but you can order as many icons as you would like in one slot. So this is a great idea for an inexpensive little Christmas gift for your friends. :)

First ten people to request one will get a slot; after requesting a slot please make payment to: crssafox AT gmail DOT com.
Please include information about your character (or the characters you are commissioning) including species, gender, and if you have a specific request for hat/bow colors. Be mindful that these are going to be SIMPLE so complex details will not be added, and since everyone is wearing a hat I won't be drawing in any hair or anything. ;)

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Oh, what the fuck, Universe. Really? REALLY?

::beats her head against a wall::

For fuck's sake, WHY do I always manage to get myself in these situations. WHY.

Actually, it could have gone much worst, the party was amazing, good time, great friends, lots of drinking, but oh my god boys are so dumb.

GOING TO BED NOW. It is about time. Mmph.

~*~

...so it is highly appropriate that I spent an hour (sitting on a stone bench, while it was 27 degrees Farenheit out) waiting outside of the supervisor office for Rick to come back from patrol, finally gave up, and then, on the way back to my dorm, passed him driving towards the office. I nipped back to the office by the back footpath, caught him there, and obtained a highly useful interview for the coyote article that I have to write for Environmental Journalism by Tuesday! \o/

I really do not get why so many people on this campus can be so negative about Rick. I keep hearing people muttering this year about how much of a jerk he is, and, well, okay, he is a jerk, but he's a soft squishy cuddly jerk. I mean, yes, he will break up your party when quiet hours come around, and yes, he will bawl you out if he catches you doing illegal, stupid, and/or dangerous stuff. You know what will spare you from that? Not partying loudly after quiet hours end, or not doing illegal, stupid, and/or dangerous stuff!

I admit, I am biased, because we are talking about a guy who once offered to bribe a faculty member to get me a position on the Writing Center crew. I am a non-party-person who works hard on Rick's crew and finds most of his jokes funny, so we get along really well. But I still can't understand how people can be as incredibly negative about him as they are. Really, all of our supervisors are super-nice guys who are just trying to keep people safe, and I just hate how the party-culture students here villainize them so much for doing their jobs and trying to protect these kids from their own excesses. This year is particularly bad, because somehow most of the freshmen have been sold on the ridiculous anti-Public Safety propaganda, to an extent that I've never seen before, and people are even doing (multiple!) guest columns in the school paper about the "tyranny" of the school policy that requires supervisors to be present at parties. They are there to keep you and everyone else safe, you numbskulls.


P.S. I am going to find the penguinfucker who is setting off fireworks from the balcony on the top floor of this dorm, and then I am going to END THEM. So help me God.

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So Gretchen came over this evening to hang out, take a homework break, and give me my Secret Santa present! It's not fired yet, but she wanted to show me anyway--it is a mug with the Starfleet insignia on the handle and Voyterprise on the outside.

She then showed me the reference pictures that she was using and explained that "the Enterprise looked really different at these different angles, so I tried to combine them, and that's why it came out looking like a manta ray tennis shoe." I really should have bit back my first response, which was, "Those are the Enterprise, and that one's Voyager, so that's probably why they look so different." But my brain-to-mouth filter did not kick in fast enough. D: Gretchen makes heartbreaking sadfaces. I did try to reassure her, though, that she actually melded them very well. Which she absolutely did. If some Starfleet engineer had attempted to combine the Constitution, Galaxy, and Intrepid classes into one workable ship, it probably would come out looking very much like the starship on the mug.
Back when I had the big desktop and Windows 95, one of my computer games was a Star Trek ship-designing simulator. The mug gave me very fond memories of playing that.

It is very, very sweet, and I am feeling very squeeful about it. :D

This semester has apparently been a little bit too much, because brain is shutting down and absolutely refusing to cooperate. I keep getting lightheaded and if I blink too long I have to wake myself up from a spontaneous five-minute nap. I'm not apathetic, I still care about things, but I keep putting off everything I need to do and think about. My directing project is coming up fast and I still need to think about staging the bloody thing, I have three papers due along with written component of aforementioned directing project, all my theatre conference applications really need to be turned in sooner rather than later...no use. My motivation is just gone.

My housemates joke that I'm still going through the breakup with "Measure for Measure." I laugh but there's a measure of truth in it. I miss that play so goddamn much. At least I get to see everyone (well, mostly everyone) tomorrow for the last big Shakespeare on the Lawn party of the semester. (It will be scandalous and I am looking forward to it so much.)

I've been increasingly perplexed at the number of people who think that my sex life is apparently raucous and wild, just because I'm a) in SotL, b) living in the Spretz, or c) a strong authoritative vagina. I've been correcting people's assumptions a lot lately. No, I'm actually pretty much completely chaste. No, really. I don't get out. Ever. At all. The wild parties at my house usually result in me holding someone's head over a toilet or preventing other people from making drunken mistakes, rather than making any of my own. I've been working on fixing that recently, but it's been a struggle.

Everyone looks so surprised when I correct them. Do I really give off that much of a vibe? Honestly. Some people.

Need to be writing a paper right now. Okay, god. Two more weeks. I can do this. Mmph.

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Went to Rosmarie and Keith Waldrop's reading tonight. And it was pretty amazing.

From Lawn of Excluded Middle:

I worried about the gap between expression and intent, afraid the world might see a fluorescent advertisement
where I meant to show a face. Sincerity is no help once we admit to the lies we tell on nocturnal occasions, even
in the solitude of our own heart, wishcraft slanting the naked figure from need to seduce to fear of possession.
Far better to cultivate the gap itself with its high grass for privacy and reference gone astray. Never mind that it
is not philosophy, but raw electrons jumping from orbit to orbit to ready the pit for the orchestra, scrap meanings
amplifying the succession of green perspectives, moist features, spasms on the lips.

I had this brilliant idea to attempt my new Priscilla-themed layout, because I remembered many moons ago doing a temporary Rocky Horror layout wherein I used Component and managed to position a banner at the very top of the page, and subsequently drop all the component-y bits below the banner. So I made a lovely banner for my knew layout (it was humungous, though, in retrospect) only to discover that either (a) my memory of which layout I used is faulty or (b) they've stopped using that function these days.

MEH.

As Eni is more than likely interested, I then turned my banner into a background, but now have no clue what to do with it. So for her benefit only, it's here.

Anyway, I've reverted back to my good old traditional Component layout for now. It's been a while.

I frelling hate S2. Always have and always will. I was happy learning S1 before they changed it. BAH.

Oh thank God, I did not fuck myself over on the internship front by being so fail about responding to things in a timely manner. In gratitude for this bit of divine grace, I will make damned sure not to fuck anything else up with this internship.

With that concern relieved, I am seriously excited about this whole thing. It is a really big opportunity not just as an internship (fulfills a graduation requirement for my major, can look nice on a resume, will give me publication credits, etc.), but to work with someone who is said to be one of the nicest supervisors on campus on writing work that I am hoping will be a lot of fun, with editing help but without grading stress. \o/

Now I just need to get through the end of this semester. Two and a half weeks left!