2. Josh's mom is doing well. Turns out that she didn't have any sort of cardiac event but it was something GI-related, so she's following up with a gastroenterologist, and it's not a big deal. Dad is doing well; he finished one complete round of chemo, and his only side effect has been fatigue. Excellent news on both fronts.
3. I finished Cheese and Culture: A History of Cheese and Its Place in Western Civilization, a book that executrix sent me. The topic is interesting, and I enjoyed learning about milestones in cheese history, but boy is this book a slog to read. So dry. So boring. I wonder if this guy's college lectures are as tedious. LOL However, I have started another book that executrix sent me that is wonderful and a joy to read, a biography of Jane Austen.
4. Coming up tonight: a perfume review and swaps post
5. Coming up tomorrow: Letter Writing Challenge Assignments go out!
Back when LiveJournal roamed the earth, I first started working on a nonfannish human/alien novella which was described by one beta as “strangely sweet” and by another as “strangely sexy.”
Well, Evernight Publishing today released “Exog,” and you can find it on Evernight’s site here. (Also debuting Peale McDaniel as my name when I’m an erotic romance writer.)
If you’re one of the people who believed in it back then, then thank you!
I'm not sure I mentioned that yet another favorite neighborhood place closed down last month, but it has a sister restaurant on the Upper West Side, so last night, L. and I met up there for happy hour and I drank rosé sangria in a mug and we had a lovely time.
Then I came home and watched the Mets be inexplicably entertaining again. *hands* It's just one damn thing after another with this team. I don't even know.
Let's not dwell on how August is over and summer is ending. It makes me so sad! I love summer. Sigh. I say it every year but it just flies by and there isn't nearly enough of it compared with how long and awful winter is anymore.
Anyway, it's Wednesday, so that must mean books!
What I've just finished reading
Lirael and Abhorsen by Garth Nix, which are really two halves of one story rather than two separate novels. I enjoyed them a lot; things definitely got better as they went along (and by things I meant both Lirael's and Sameth's attitudes). I was definitely choked up at the end ( spoiler ) - and I thought it all paid off beautifully. I guess there's a fourth book that takes place earlier in the timeline? I will probably pick it up at some point, if the library has it.
A Year and a Day in Old Theradane by Scott Lynch, which is a short story about a group of retired thieves who get roped into one last heist involving feuding wizards in the city they call home (the titular Theradane). I enjoyed this a lot; it has all of the engrossing world-building plus cocky thieves and snappy banter of the Gentleman Bastards books without some of the less savory aspects.
What I'm reading now
The Obelisk Gate by N.K. Jemisin. It took me a while to remember where (and who!) everyone was, but now I'm back in the swing, though I still sometimes find the second person POV jarring at the beginning of my reading, but then I stop noticing it once I've read for a bit. ( spoilers ) I guess we'll see how it goes. So far it's not quite as grim as The Fifth Season was, but I'm bracing myself for everything to go wrong at any moment.
What I'm reading next
Probably Poisoned Blade by Kate Elliott? Though there are other things on my iPad that could catch my fancy. I never can say for sure.
* Readers of the Lost ARC: Courtney Schafer Explores the 1980s
* On that Rabid Puppies thing and my Hugo Award-winning novella Binti by Nnedi Okorafor
* Hao Jingfang wins Hugo Award with dark story of social inequality and injustice in Beijing
* Short story: My Grandmother's Bones by S.L Huang
* Breath of Earth by Beth Cato
In an alternate 1906, the United States and Japan have forged a powerful confederation— the Unified Pacific—in an attempt to dominate the world. Their first target is a vulnerable China. In San Francisco, headstrong secretary Ingrid Carmichael is assisting a group of powerful geomancer wardens who have no idea of the depth of her own talent—or that she is the only woman to possess such skills.
* Musketeer Space by Tansy Rayner Roberts
Dana D'Artagnan longs for a life of adventure as a Musketeer pilot in the Royal Fleet on Paris Satellite. When her dream crashes and burns, she gains a friendship she never expected, with three of the city's most infamous sword-fighting scoundrels: the Musketeers known as Athos, Porthos and Aramis.
* Starfang: Claw of the Clan by Joyce Chng
After recovering from her harrowing ordeal, Captain Francesca Min Yue is on the hunt once more. Keen on revenge for the death of her beloved crew and pack-mate, she is not going to roll over and play dead. However, Yeung Leung, long-time enemy and leader of the Amber Eyes, still eludes the captain's claws. Will Francesca be able to win back the honor of her clan? Or will she be dragged into a strange - and dangerous - alliance with the raptor-like shishini? Honor, integrity and courage are all tested in this sequel to Starfang: Rise of the Clan.
So I had a week off work, and during that week I finalized and then lost an amazing apartment, because of course. I met with some friends and kept up with physical therapy but other than that I basically just... spent all day in bed watching stuff on netflix, occasionally rising to cook myself delicious food.
The three days preceding my vacation went like this:
Thursday: get up at 7am, go to work, do things after work until 9pm, drive to my parents', arrive at 10pm because traffic, celebrate dad's birthday until 1am.
Friday (weekend): get up at 7:30am, go to hairdresser's, get dolled up and go to dad's official birthday celebration, with family and friends, at an extremely loud restaurant, with dancing and like 7 courses (ah, Russian restaurants in Israel) until 5pm, then go with parents to look at amazing apartment (which I will later lose), finally get home at 8:30pm and help parents pack until after midnight.
Saturday: Get up at 7:30am, help parents pack, download media for the road, print out tour guide stuff, check in for the flight, etc, etc, drive parents to the airport around 2pm, hang out until their flight at 5pm, drive home, collapse.
Like, if I didn't have a week off after that I'm pretty sure I would have just collapsed at work the next day.
Anyway, very little usefulness happened, but I... needed that time. It really mostly served to emphasize to me how utterly worn down and haggard I was emotionally, and the week wasn't so much time to get better as a time to register and process how serious the problem was.
Anyway, before I went on vacation I also discovered this book series with an atrocious title that's actually been really fun to read. It's a fantasy setting with an OT3 pairing (is it technically romance? Probably?) of a woman living in disguise as a man stumbling into a relationship with two dudes who are a warrior and a cleric (the cleric is also a werewolf). I admit I haven't really been paying attention to the plot, but the relationship stuff is really great.
The protagonist has gender issues (like, gender related body dysphoria), and there's a lot of very well negotiated kink involved, and a lot of easy going, accepting person vs secretive, still-water-runs-deep person in the OT3, which I really enjoy. It's been less escapist for me, and has sort of solidified that I really just cannot read anything but M/M for complete turn-your-brain-off relaxation, but I've still been enjoying it a lot.
Anyway, the first book is free and you can get the other 3 as a bundle, so I feel the price is pretty reasonable?
This morning I woke up to a broken rear windshield :/ So that was fun. Spent the first half of my day driving to the garage and having it taken care of. I realize having it covered by insurance and only taking a few hours is a best case scenario, but. Did not need this timesuck today.
I'll be spending the next few days immersed deeply in trying to get a fucking thesis draft together, but I'm excited about the Killjoys finale. I don't even know why I'm still enjoying this show, but I am. It's been a comfort, and I'll be sad to see it go.
In very happy making news, cesy will be visiting our warm climes this November! She was here a few years ago and we had a fannish picnic, so local friends might have met her then? If not, local friends I highly recommend looking at her post with all the details. She'd love to meet local fan people and I can't recommend hanging out with her highly enough.
2. It definitely seems like yesterday was the peak of the hot weather. I wasn't out in the middle of the day to compare today, but it seemed cooler tonight and I just checked weather.com and it's all under 80 for the next ten days.
3. I got a bunch of typesetting done tonight on Baby, Kokoro no Mama ni! and should be able to finish up the last few pages tomorrow after work and slip one last update in before the end of the month.
4. I've been listening to music at my desk more lately and rediscovering some great songs I haven't listened to in years. (Still just going through my five-star playlist in order of last played. Currently on May 2014!) Right now listening to Ju Te Veux by Malice Mizer. Gackt's voice is so beautiful and this is just such a great album.
5. Chloe was lounging around and looking sooooo cute, but of course as soon as I got up with my camera, she moved. And then kept moving! Every time I was about to get a shot, she'd move again! But I finally got a cute (and in focus!) one.
I started having what may have been hot flashes over the weekend. Small ones. (Mumble) did the responsible-and-helpful thing (genuinely) and poked me to poke the doctor's office about it. I emailed. (They called me at fuck o'clock on Monday morning, left a voicemail saying I should call them, but just in case because I'd said that the phone was "hard" -- I'd said that the phone was the worst way for contact, in fact -- that they'd email too.) Their return email said that I should take my temperature twice a day, and if anything hit above 100F, to take my temperature an hour later, and call them immediately if it went over that.
FRIEND NURSE, I ASKED YOU ABOUT HOT FLASHES. THIS IS THE FEVER INFORMATION YOU HAVE GIVEN ME.
Also, since I haven't had a child living with me in ... ages, I did not in fact have a functional thermometer.
It turns out that iPods do not like playlists with All The Stuff on it. And that turning off podcast syncing will in fact empty the iPod of all podcasts. This means that re-syncing takes about an hour, if it's the old-style thing and you've got about 5-6 gigs of audio to get back on the thing.
So just as my aunt was finding a parking space, I rolled in with my new thermometer and some cold groceries to put away. We then zipped off to the library to find some movies of mutual interest.
On the way, I gave her the update on the Latest Information On My Social Life. This included a super awkward conversation about a delicate topic, lasting basically until we got through the library doors, and commencing again once we left. *facepalm* Family, gentlefolks. Honesty can be helpful. Honesty can also be utterly embarrassing.
I had not, in fact, seen Pride and Prejudice, though I have certainly read the book. Guide Dog Aunt thinks Matthew Macfadyen resembles a young Dylan Moran, and I can see the resemblance.
IRC on the iPad, and a keyboard in my pocket, kept me moderately chatty with the usual suspect(s) during quieter moments of the movie.
The house is in moderate chaos. The solar panels are on the roof; tomorrow's the day when all the electricity gets shut off in order to hook those in. (I registered a charger for some electric vehicle or other. I think Woodworking Uncle may have a new toy.) Guide Dog Aunt's kitchen is getting renovated hardcore. There are boxed-up appliances shoved in the parlor, and the two big chairs have been replaced by something a little less murderous on the back.
As I headed out, I saw a familiar black-and-white striped rump and tail disappearing under the porch. My aunt had thought that the underside of the house had been rendered sufficiently inaccessible to skunk-kind. Apparently not. And she's got Boat (the shepherd with no chill) tomorrow. Fortunately she's got about a gallon of skunk-wash on hand...
Next doctor's appointment is Tuesday morning, in Oakland. quartzpebble plans to meet me there, for backup.
Man, it's one thing to expect a fic to do poorly but it's another thing for it to bomb completely. I feel so sorry for my artist, throwing in with me. Anyone who collaborates with me, really; they could pick literally anyone else in fandom and get more recognition or responses on their work.
I've had some run-ins with truly wretched customer service and support lately, and I'm just…I never feel quite so alone and hopeless as I do when confronted with people who expect me to solve problems I'm not in any way capable of solving on my own/too disabled by my back to do/don't have tool or skill sets and are then just fed up or plain nasty at me for it. And I'd really rather not pay astronomical sums for the privilege of their help, but I'm kind of stuck, and they make you feel so small for being floored by what they want to make you pay.
I cannot find rumchata anywhere in this fucking town. But I did learn where to get an actual cruller in this fucking hipster donut infested asshole city, so that's one thing. (Seriously, if you ever think your city is infested with idiotic hipsters, come to Seattle or Portland and we'll quickly disabuse you of that notion. They're like termites or rodents of unusual size.)
Sonofabitch, I'm going to miss this President.
Nice essay here on Why English is so weird.
The NY Times on climbing monster Alex Honnold. At one level, free-soloing can be seen as the most extreme expression of the same progression: One generation aid-climbs a route, the next climbs it in record time, the next free-climbs it, then it's time for someone to climb it without ropes. But free-soloing is so much more dangerous and frightening, even to highly experienced climbers, that a vast majority want no part of it. [This article appears to have been posted before Dean Potter's death in Yosemite.]
Noted for later:
Biographical essay on Dorothy Sayers.
The Atlantic has an appreciation of Mary Bennett.
I'm impressed by the VeteransforKaepernick hashtag on Twitter. Good stuff.
Since I won't remember, I'll do my reading Wednesday now.
Just Finished: The Untold Tale by J. M. Frey. Billed as a meta-portal fantasy. What it was was a bog-standard portal fantasy adventure with a seriously dubious romance (dubious in the sense of dub-con) and a ton of awkward social-justice language, built around multiple two-dimensional characters. I could see a concept worth exploring there, but the execution was poor and I cannot recommend it.
Currently reading: I Capture the Castle because I'm in that kind of mood.
Next up: Probably An American Childhood.
I'm cranky the library has not yet come through with either the new Jemisin or the new Elliott. WTH, library! Gimme!
I'm most of the way through the first season of Wynonna Earp. Cannot say it's awesome: it has not caught me the way the first season of SPN did. But one thing I can say for it is that it has multiple female characters with different personalities, who all have their own roles to play in the plot. The Earp sisters are the most important characters in the show. But I could do without the tired love triangle/competition over Wynonna, and I don't find any of the male characters appealing in the least. They're all assholes, even when they're supposed to be the good guys.
Unless the last few episodes really turn the corner, I won't be watching the next season.
OTOH, Steven Universe is making me so happy.
I may give Stranger Things a try, although really I need to watch the 2nd season of Jane the Virgin.
And courtesy of the "beebs" extension on Chrome, I can watch GBBO as it airs! Plus The Chronicles of Nadiya, which I cannot recommend highly enough. Nadiya goes to Bangladesh to visit her family and cook, and it's pretty awesome.
It's set to read-only, but you can "Make a copy" in the File menu to keep it for your very own.
The rows will auto-highlight based on whether you've clipped and/or acquired source and there's an automatically updating counter at the top.
I managed to pill him, but he's supposed to get two more drugs mixed into his wet food at his late afternoon feeding, and when Geoff is gone for more than a few hours he pines and goes into a decline. Geoff had been gone for six hours by that time, and the cat refused to eat. Instead, he sat wanly at the base of the stairs and looked up toward our bedroom like "if I raise my eyes to the hills, from where will my help come?"
Today I had a doctor's appointment with a pulmonary guy to investigate my nagging cough; I came away with a chest x-ray (normal, yay), prescriptions for an antacid and an asthma inhaler, and a followup appointment in three weeks. Plus I have an appointment with an ear, nose, and throat guy on Friday morning. Whee.
Also, although the cst ate his drugged food today (mostly), we failed to get the pill into him this evening, sigh. We may have to beg the vet for alternatives; he's supposed to have a week and a half more of this antibiotic, iirc, and I'm just not sure we'll have gotten an effective dose into him by the end. Plus he does eventually get traumatised and start mistrusting us.
In 1943, during a firefight turned ugly in the North African desert, Bucky Barnes is bitten by werewolf. After capturing Barnes, Dr. Armin Zola becomes intrigued with the possibilities werewolves present to Hydra. Unfortunately, one member of Hydra fails to read the instruction manual.
Note: Technically, this is a crossover of the MCU with the Patricia Briggs - Mercy Thompson series. However, you do not need to have read the books to read the fic. MCU canon-compliant through the Avengers. Except, you know, werewolves.
Friends, it's the first two parts of my epic Steve/Bucky werewolf AU! I've been working on this since sometime in March, and now it's actually real! Parts 1 & 2 have been posted, parts 3 and 4 are drafted and in beta. Many, many thanks to my absolutely glorious beta paintedmaypole . She pushed me to be a better writer, told me when I was overthinking things, and made me laugh really, really hard. Thanks so much, k8!
unfitforsociety has been updated for August 2016 with 35 recs in 13 fandoms:
* 11 Star Wars
* 5 Star Trek Beyond
* 4 Avengers
* 3 Harry Potter
* 2 DCU
* 2 Narnia
* 2 Check, Please!
* 1 Brooklyn Nine Nine, 1 Bourne Identity, 1 Ghostbusters
* 1 Rivers of London, 1 Sorcerer to the Crown, and 1 A Year and a Day in Old Theradane
(I definitely recommend reading A Year and a Day in Old Theradane by Scott Lynch, especially if you enjoy magical heist stories, and then reading the story that was written for it for Yuletide last year. I might request that this year if it gets nominated. Thanks to isis for the links!)
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies), Iron Man (Movies)
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes & Tony Stark
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Stark Robots (Marvel)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Slavery, Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Master/Slave, Hurt/Comfort, Kneeling, Cuddling & Snuggling, Rewards, Bananas, Robots
Series: Part 3 of All These Burning Hearts in Hell
Collected ficlets from the All These Burning Hearts in Hell 'verse, starring Tony and Threetoo with Threetoo's pillow nest in a supporting role. Prompts for each ficlet in the chapter's summary.
#2: One-Star Review, for this prompt:
I’d like to see the first time Threetoo tells Tony one of his rewards is thumbs-down (not counting the bathrobe, obvs).
It's the sequel to The Edge of Worlds and the final book in the series.
A former friend has betrayed the Raksura and their groundling companions, and now the survivors must race across the Three Worlds to rescue their kidnapped family members. When Moon and Stone are sent ahead to scout, they quickly encounter an unexpected and potentially deadly ally, and decide to disobey the queens and continue the search alone. Following in a wind-ship, Jade and Malachite make an unlikely alliance of their own, until word reaches them that the Fell are massing for an attack on the Reaches, and that forces of the powerful Empire of Kish are turning against the Raksura and their groundling comrades.
But there may be no time to stage a rescue, as the kidnapped Raksura discover that their captors are heading toward a mysterious destination with a stolen magical artifact that will cause more devastation for the Reaches than anything the lethal Fell can imagine. To stop them, the Raksura will have to take the ultimate risk and follow them into forbidden territory.
* The Edge of Worlds is also up for preorder in paperback. It's already available in hardcover, ebook, and audiobook.
* Also there's more new fan art on the Compendium: http://www.marthawells.com/compendi
* On Saturday, September 17, 2016, at 7:30 CST I'll be doing and online reading and an interview as part of The Pixel Project's Read for Pixels Fall Edition https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1EyARk
* On Wednesday, October 19, 2016, at 4:30 I'll be doing a talk on worldbuilding and a Q&A session as part of the Hal Hall Lecture Series sponsored by Cushing Memorial Library and Archives, at TAMU.
2. I played a lot of Luigi's Mansion today. It's so much fun!
3. It was really hot when I went out to run errands today, and kind of hot in the house, too, but at least it's cooled off a lot tonight and I don't think the heat is supposed to keep up.
4. I posted two chapters of manga today!
5. I got some cutie pics of Chloe today.
Author: Yoshida Akimi
Publisher: Flower Comics
Scanlator: Megchan's Scanlations feat. Molly
Status in Japan: 12 volumes, complete
Scanlation Status: Ongoing
More Info: Baka Updates
Summary: Twelve-year-old Sei lives a normal, quiet life on a small island in Okinawa until one day a strange man who seems to know his mother shows up and tries to kidnap him. After that, nothing is normal or quiet in this sci-fi thriller from the author of Banana Fish.
Chapter Summary: Unconvinced by Rin's story, Sing Soo-Ling arranges a meeting with Sei.
I've started at Behemoth Corp, so no access during the day and my home computer put her little paws in the air and had a hard disc failure so I'm curtailed at home and you know how it goes.
I'm knitting a bunch (participating in the Ravellimpics was such fun!) including a Captain America themed shawl right now as a "knitting with focus" project to go alongside the video game hooded shawl that is the "knitting while actually paying attention to other things" project for football season.
So in a few weeks, I'll be back, but for right now, I'm drowning in real life.
See you on the flip side.
Title: Koi-iji: Love Glutton
Original Title: こいいじ (Koiiji)
Author: Shimura Takako
Status in Japan: 4 volumes, ongoing
Scanlator: Megchan's Scanlations feat. Migeru
Scanlation Status: Ongoing
More Info: Baka Updates
Summary: 31-year-old Mame has been in love with her childhood friend Souta ever since she can remember. Despite multiple rejections, her love has stayed constant. It's become a habit more than anything, but is it one she'll ever be able to break and get on with her life?
Chapter Summary: Mame is not used to having feelings for someone other than Souta.
Chapter 8: When Harry Met Sally
So, new fandoms from this year that I would love to see in Yuletide:
*KJ Charles - Society of Gentlemen series
*KJ Charles - Magpie Lord series
*KJ Charles - Think of England
*The Outs - webseries (watch this omg I watched season 1 anyway and will finish season 2 today)
*Sarah Rees Brennan - The Turn of the Story (also read this, SO delightful)
*Heartbeat, because that show DEFINITELY needs some fic
*Captain America RPF
I actually watched a ton of good TV this year, but not necessarily of the MUST NOMINATE FOR YULETIDE type.
***This post is also serving as a really, really lazy rec post. Uhhhh I would seriously especially recommend The Outs (so easy to catch up on!) and Turn of the Story (so short to read! Kind of! Okay it's novel length!) and if you have watched/read them (and the others) you should definitely talk to me.
She was ninety-eight, and we're told she went quickly and painlessly, so we're grateful for that. But it's still a shock, and hard for Geoff and his family; although she'd been tired and dizzy lately, she still had most of her faculties, and nobody expected the heart attack. Geoff and others had lunch with her yesterday, but I was at home working through aspects of a Difficult Thing.
She was the magnetic north of her family. If I'm counting correctly, she had four children, fourteen grandchildren, and fifteen great-grandchildren, but I may be forgetting some...
ETA: I just saw that her obituary is up on the funeral home's website: it's actually fifteen grandchildren and twenty great-grandchildren. Wow.
*It's a big canvas tote bag printed with pink grapefruit slices and it says "Pucker Up" on the front. I think the actual name of the bag is "Pucker Up, Francis." Whoever Francis is. *hands*
In other news, last night - as I have for much of the summer - I wrestled with the "do I watch something new or do I reread/rewatch something I already know I like" dilemma for a while, and then cued up the first episode of Stranger Things on Netflix, since I've heard so many good things about it, especially since I was 13 in 1983! It is my era! These kids are my people!
I enjoyed it, and I thought they got the ambiance right (and the Spielbergian references, too), though I grew up in Queens, not small-town Indiana. Also it's a little weird to see Winona Ryder in the mom role. But I liked it enough that I will continue, though I thought one episode was good for last night, since it was Sunday, and did require some comfort reading afterwards. Though I'm sure I'll want to talk about it as I watch, I'm not planning to marathon it all at once (maybe one or two episodes a night? depending?), so please don't spoil me!
2. runthecon is having a quicky, PWP-themed round. Sign-ups close August 31.
3. There's a movie coming out about Barack and Michelle Obama's first date. It's called Southside with You, and the trailer had me grinning. SO CUTE! Such great RPF!!! ♥ I don't generally go out of my way for American biopics, but I love a good romcom, and if the reviews are okay, I'm in line for this one.
I tracked down the trailer after reading this short NPR article about the movie and the general lack of black screen romances (an article which I found via as_others_see_us, which lists media references to fanfic each week).
4. The boy and I are two-thirds of the way through The Get Down. I kind of want Baz Luhrmann to get out of the way of the story sometimes, but it's still great (and wow, SUPER-slashy). Set in the Bronx in 1977. No spoilers, please!
I'm hoping it'll get lots of attention during Yuletide.
5. *waves goodnight*
Les Mis: finished Marius. Am hoping I can knock over the Idyll in September and Jean Valjean in October. At the rate of 10 pages per day, I have 52 days left of this book.
Read Laurie Marks' Fire Logic. The first four chapters were SO GRIM (and also kind of dry in a tell-not-show way) but then it picked up a lot (fortunately I'd read a review by skygiants and was warned about the grim start) and I read the last 100 pages or so at 5am, unwilling to stop even though it was REALLY REALLY bedtime. It was an interlibrary loan, and I think I'm just going to join the relevant library system and borrow the next two books from them directly. They're not that far away.
( spoilers )
Just checked my holds at my regular library, and it looks like they bought the copy of Max Gladstone's First Last Snow I asked them to, and it's in processing. :D :D :D Libraries are the best. And someone in acquisitions at my local library is really cool.
TV and Movies
I cannot get my head around the ncurses version of VLC and how it handles playlists, which is frustrating since I really love having VLC in a terminal window, and would like to watch TV and movies that way sometimes.
Played some more Dragon Age: Origins, notably 'The Stone Prisoner'. I love Shale. It's so mean, and I love having a canon non-binary character in this mainstream computer game. (Even if no one involved deliberately framed it as non-binary in those words, they did include dialogue about Shale's lack of gender and insistance on the 'it/its' pronoun set, and made the effort to autotune the voice actor's voice to make it read more ambiguously gendered.) Bought and downloaded Dragon Age II, but have this terrible temptation to finish the current DA:O game and use that worldstate for DA2. Currently Ducky and his asshole friends are having fun storming the Circle Tower. (I sided with the mages, I could not face siding with the templars, but Ducky's still looting everything he can get his hands on, and doing every ill-advised ritual he happens on instructions for.)
Installed and played a couple of levels of lbreakout2, which is a bloody difficult Breakout (Brickles, Arcanoid, etc) game. It's a nice game for when I need something fidgety to do on the computer, except that it comes up in a floating window drawn over the others, which means I can't tell i3wm to put it in one quarter of the screen and have an irc window and my email and a music player in the other three quarters.
Still playing Pokemon Go. Am at level 9. Saw a beautiful Growlithe at fasangel's place, over 300CP and also a fucking Growlithe, but despite all the razzberries I threw at it, it kept breaking out of my pokeballs and eventually ran away. *makes fisher-like "it was THIS BIG" gesture*
Listened to Jonathan Coulton's Artificial Heart for the first time (yeah, I'm a little slow) and also Iggy & the Stooges' Raw Power.
Finished fasangel's belated birthday present: a rainbow keyboard and mouse. I bought a Logitech wireless keyboard and mouse set on special, taped off the parts of the keyboard I didn't want painted, and then gave the rest a fine mist in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple spraypaint, in vertical stripes overlapping so the result was a gradient with the letters showing through. Then I did a topcoat of clear paint. The mouse was trickier, since it's much smaller. I used tape to get stripes, but the result was less gradient-y and more discrete stripes with muddy edges. I think it looked okay, though. The keyboard turned out great. It was my third such keyboard: I did a trial run with a $4 one from Savers, then my own keyboard, then the one for fasangel.
I also had my first go at stenciling with spraypaint, on a wired mouse. (Wireless mice are SO MUCH easier for this. Pity I hate wireless input peripherals with the sort of deadly loathing and mistrust I normally reserve for printers.) I taped off the bottom and the cord, as usual, then gave it an even coat of yellow. When that dried I cut out some paper stars and gently stuck them to the surface (using a little bit of painter's masking tape doubled back on itself. I think stencil glue would work better, but I don't have any.) Then I did a topcoat in dark navy blue, for a night sky effect. The design looked good, but the execution was messy, fuzzy around the edges. I still like it.
Spraying is addictive. The next project I want to do is storage boxes for my bedroom and kitchen. I figure that if I trim the boxes diet Coke cans come in and give them a good coat of white as a primer before I do anything else, they should work great for this once I figure out what colours and design I want. I've already been using the boxes like that in the kitchen, to organise my dry goods containers, but not decorated. If I decorate them effectively, they might graduate from "why do you have RUBBISH in your KITCHEN CUPBOARDS" to "I meant to do that."
Still trying to decide where I want to put the DOOM letters. Stick magnets on the back and put them on the fridge? Kitchen door? The mantlepiece seems a bit much.
The tulips bloomed. The broccoli is trying to bolt, despite the tininess of the heads to date.
Dorian decided to update my look for me. (Well, more that it was already -- a week ago I showed the barber a picture of Krem from Dragon Age and said I wanted that haircut. It's not a huge change from my usual haircut, but it's enough of a change, plus a gigantic genderqueer stereotype. Side note: anyone want to discuss personal grooming for men in the Dragon Age games? I mean, I know there's a canon thing about Dorian's makeup and Cullen's hair product and Bull's horn balm. But what about shaving and haircuts? Yeah, Krem probably doesn't need to shave his face, but his hair always looks freshly buzzed. As does Dorian's. It's mostly only dwarves who have full beards, the one style where I feel like it's realistic for it not to change much when they've been five days in the field and spent most of that time fighting and never returned to camp... apart from the whole thing where they get covered in blood and this has no appreciable effect on all that hair. This is without even getting into Zevran (who tbf it'd be totally in character for him to carry grooming supplies around with him, except that we have no indication that he does, and this is a setting where they have mostly mediaeval level technology, yet strangely use glass flasks as if they were single use disposable items.) And Sten wears cornrows, which is lower maintenance than a lot of styles except that once it does eventually need maintenance, he's unlikely to be able to do it himself. And no one has a hairbrush or a comb in inventory, and a lot of them have long hair, and when your beard goes down to your nipples you're gonna need a brush or comb for that too... and seriously, what about shaving? Do they use Yusaris or what? /digression)
Anyway, yesterday Dorian (the kitten, not the Dragon Age character) was standing on what from he might consider "the human attention landing pad", or what I would consider "a book I was reading" and I picked him up and he squirmed and now I have a scratch on my right cheek, ending just below my eye. It looks very dashing, like I fought a duel. I'm not going to try to stop it healing, of course, but I admit I would not be heartbroken if it scarred that way.
Beatrice sometimes gets nicknames related to what she's doing at the time. Biterice is the one I've talked about most here. When she's standing in front of me, facing away from me, tail rampant, I say "Hi, Buttress." And right now she's flomped on my lap and I've been combing through her coat, which around her tail has some matting that needs attending to. So now she's Mattress.
2. I had a long day at work today, but I got a lot of stuff done. And we finally got everything sorted to transfer a problem employee to another store, so I'm really glad about that.
3. Carla's mom seemed much improved by this evening and might be released tomorrow.
4. I've been getting some great shots of the kitties lately.
Two days ago I was all out of hope for having a good 5K in three weeks, but now? I won't be the one I want (running), but it will likely be faster than last year, and that's not nothing. Going to put a couple of other things on the calendar, because one race a year makes it hard to sustain urgency.
I went to volunteer later, and was worried about how things were going to work out, because my organizer is leaving and the other organizer already has data people. But now there are two new people who were very excited to hear about my skill set and availability.
As for the start of the week, lunch is made for tomorrow, and both work and gym clothes are ready. Not in bed quite early enough, but, eh.
What good did you accomplish today, or what made you happy?
Still Let Me Sleep (40489 words) by gwyneth rhys, Riakomai
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel 616
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers & Thor
Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Peggy Carter, Jimmy Jupiter (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Natasha Romanov, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Heimdall (Marvel), Frigga (Marvel), Jim Morita
Additional Tags: Dreamsharing, Dreamscapes, The Land of Nowhere, Road Trips, Asgard, Grief/Mourning, See the USA in your Chevrolet (with an Asgardian prince), We're Dream Engineers
When the Valkyrie hits the water, Steve doesn’t die. Instead, he crawls out of the wreckage and finds himself in an amazing, confusing land that could be the alternate universe of Nowhere—or it could be his dreams. And he gradually realizes he’s not the only one. Steve doesn’t know if he’s even alive, but he’s certain of this: Bucky’s there with him, sharing his dreams, and outside their idyllic world, he’s suffering. Something is terribly wrong. Steve has to find Bucky—if he can. But how does he do that in a new century where he feels like he’s all alone?
Thanks so much to sineala for all the BB advice and helping me with the summary and just being a sounding board.
Two trolls then dropped down, a delayed consequence of the bad situation. I had balanced this encounter with the idea that another NPC, Helmar, would be present, but earlier in the session the players engaged in some impolitic fighting with Anton over the terms of the job they were on. Helmar noped out at that point for character reasons and I didn't adjust my plans accordingly. Oops.
Anyway. This probably would have been a TPK (and/or I would've had to come up with some really weird justification for the trolls not to just kill everyone), except there was this rock smack dab in the middle of the map. The Trolls took up too much space to really maneuver around it on one side and it also limited their ability to get past each other. So basically they were having to constantly move in a C-shape around the map instead of just mowing through the players.
It was touch and go, but the party survived, largely because one player wanted a rock upon which to do a bit of character business (and also there was a Helm of Teleportation).
The BB was sold as Arwen, which actually suited her since she is a genetically and visually flawless, perfect specimen cat who is also petite, dainty, elegant, graceful, fearless, and sweet. But she gradually earned the nickname "BB HBIC" (later shortened to just BB), because when we first got her, she had the adorable habit of surreptitiously following the Crazy around and copying her, but in a tinier, daintier fashion.
Snookums was sold as Russel [sic] Crowe, and when we rescued (bought) him from Crazy Cat Lady Hell where he was being bullied by his 21 overbearing relatives, seeing his name on the papers decided us for sure (the lady had been calling him "Jere", a folksy Finnish dude name that's just as laughably OOC for Snookums as the comparison to Russell Crowe). "It must be fate," we said. "We have to rescue this cat!" Later we came home and followed the real Russell Crowe on Twitter, which we have never regretted, and Snookums, who was hiding in the corner of the sauna literally under his great-grandmother when we first met him, blossomed from a shy, skinny, cringing fraidycat into the pudgy, friendly snugglemonster we know and love. His dedication to snuggling has to be seen to be believed. He ALWAYS is in the mood for snuggles, and there's no kind of squeezing or manhandling him I've come up with that he doesn't enjoy, so his name is an excellent fit.
The bunnies are also purebreds, but when we got them from our buddy pierydys, she advised that if we weren't planning to breed and show them, registering them would be unnecessarily traumatic and expensive, since you have to get their ears tagged to do it. We didn't, and so we had to pick names for them ourselves. Since their sire is named Snickers, we decided on a locally-available candy theme, and we picked popular chocolate caramel Japp bars for the tri-colored one and pink-and-white Rowan-berry-flavored Pihlaja jellies for his ginger-and-white brother. Since we speak English at home, we translated Pihlaja and call him Rowan: unlike Japp, that one doesn't lend itself to anglicized pronunciation.
Since we named the bunnies ourselves, swapping out their names based on personality seems silly, but we actually call Japp "Tiny bunny" or "Tiny bun" more often than anything else. He's just so incredibly smol that when your eyes land on him, exclamations about his smolness sort of reflexively pop out ("HAVE YOU SEEN HOW TINY THE BUNNY IS SITTING ON THIS RUG????") and it's difficult to stop them. He also looks weirdly like a little old man in the face - I think it's the shape of his eyebrow and mustache floof - but nothing pithy to express this has come to us yet.
Ro's descriptive nickname is The Majestic Floof. His personality and behavior is not at all dignified, but his fur is so beautiful and, well, majestic that he can easily fool you just by posing.
I have not illustrated this post with pictures, but this blog is completely full of my pet photos if you want to refresh your memory.
WIPs currently active: 6
Words written this week: 3,490
WIPs that got no words this week: 2 - Same two as last week, troublingly: Woobie!Sam and Threetoo’s bath.
WIPs that did get words this week:
Codename: Aluminum Bastard (aka broken dick epic): 1,170, new total word count 157,397. I got unstuck on the current chapter, I think, now I just have to… write it.
Born in the Blood: 1,162, and I finished Chapter 8! And posted it!! Now… to figure out Chapter 9.
Slavefic #4 (the one about Steve): 411, after deleting pretty much all the words I wrote last week. Still managed to be further forward afterward, but… not much, obviously.
Bucky/Steve consensual sexy ageplay nobody asked for: 747, and getting pretty close to… maybe… finishing? sometime? I think?
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Original air date: October 12, 1997
Director: Richard Martin
Writer: Tony DiFranco
Synopsis: Joe struggles with his own demons as Duncan prepares to face Ahriman in a final confrontation.
Episode Transcript: is here.
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Words cannot express how grateful I am for the kind and supportive words of friends, though. Thank you.
Yesterday we saw a production of Noel Coward's Private Lives that was cross-cast: men played the female roles, and women played the male. I thought it worked very well; so much of the play was concerned with gender roles already that the cross-casting underlined the extent to which they're arbitrary. (It occurs to me that the play may not have been as "concerned with gender roles" in 1930 as it feels today, now that the roles that were taken for granted then have been so challenged and undermined and rewritten. Just the repeated mentions of who divorced or would divorce whom were reminders of how different things were before no-fault divorce!)
I was a bit exasperated by the the time it took a lot of the audience to get over their tee-hee oh-my-goodness reaction to the cross-casting; through the first act, every time one of the couples kissed there would be a stifled explosion of choked giggles. It didn't help that the men (playing women) were both much taller than the women (playing men). (It also didn't help that the two women sitting next to me in the audience would Not. Shut. Up. They so have places reserved in the special level of hell, oh my god.)
Overall, Geoff and I, and my sister- and brother-in-law, enjoyed the play a lot and found it definitely hilarious, but also depressing, because the characters were all, in the end, such tiresomely awful people...
However, this post from 2010 is just bizarre. It's a private post, which is how I used to write a lot of my entries, especially if I was going to have to stop writing in the middle and go somewhere or do something. I'd post what I had privately and come back and finish it later. I've been doing lots of deleting of the private rough draft versions of posts in this tag project.
As far as I can tell, though, I never finished writing this post or posted it anywhere. It's formatted really strangely, almost as if I was going to be giving a presentation with someone else. IDK what I could have written this for or where I posted it if I ever did. If anybody recognizes this, please let me know.
( Have some Spander ship manifesto )