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13 May 2013 @ 04:22 pm
Summer needs to hurry up and get here already.
03 February 2012 @ 08:36 pm
Have enlisted in the Air Force. Will go in some time this summer. Yay?
15 July 2010 @ 09:43 pm
Heard LJ is deleting journals that haven't been logged into for a while. I log into this one fairly regularly, but fail to post. So, here's a post just to make sure I don't lose my journal.
Strikethrough Bolding 2007 causes racket on LJ

I realize that I'm probably one of the last people that needs to be concerned about being deleted/suspended due to p0rnz. I'm not concerned about that, but I am annoyed at the way they were banned without warning (and apparently during the weekend of a very big HP convention - what, did they think nobody would notice?), and that the easiest way to tell somebody's been deleted has been changed from the obvious bright blue strikethrough to bolding.

I'm not paying for my lj - started with a basic, got a sponsored for the extra icons...and now I'm back to basic because I'm annoyed at this. Now I'm looking at other journal websites, because I'm honestly not terribly involved with lj and wouldn't lose much by moving.

First fanfiction. Now fanart. After they've driven fandom out, what are they going after next?

I love this "online journal" thing because I can shout and scream (or squee loudly) about anything I want, and if somebody doesn't like it I can tell them to sod off if I want - I feel safe saying things because this is my journal. That's why it's a rare post that gets locked. If I have to watch what I say, or even worry about having to watch what I say on here, I'm leaving.

And what the fuck is up with this "report abuse" button I heard about?!

Edit: And, because I have been reading news and lj_biz, and do not like what I have been reading, I have moved journals. I am now located on InsaneJournal. I also have a GreatestJournal, under the same name as my IJ and LJ, though that shall be used for the obituaries of my sims. All of the entries on this journal have been deleted, besides this one. I will no longer be updating this journal.
19 March 2006 @ 07:36 am
Dream set at home, for once, though why we had a hottub right next to the porch is anyone's guess. Got the wind right, at any rate, which felt very good. Never realize how calm it really is here in CS until I go home and nearly get blown over, you know? Not sure what I was doing, going around the yard barefoot and in a denim bathrobe a size smaller than what I would normally have in a bathrobe. Especially with that boy hanging around; my dream self identified him as a former boyfriend, though I couldn't come up with a name and I never got a good look at his face. Thinking back on it, he kinda creeps me out, the way he never looked at me and the way the shop doors just shut without any effort after he went in there. Very glad my dream self elected to decide that that was creepy and try going back in the house.

And today's the last day of Spring Break, and I've a job interview at the campus bookstore tomorrow. Bah. Though I suppose I'd go batty if Spring Break were any longer.
Current Mood: sleepysleepy
09 March 2006 @ 11:45 am
Gacked from this essay.

An Elf and a Ranger were camping out in Eriador one night. As they lay in their blankets, the Elf nudged the Ranger and said, "Look up, my friend, and tell me what you see." "I see stars," replied the Ranger. "A vast multitude of bright, shining stars." "And what does that tell you?" the Elf asked? Sensing a deeper purpose behind the Elf's question, the Ranger gazed upward thoughtfully for a moment and said, "Well, I think it means that the universe is immense, and that the Valar must have labored many ages before settling in Arda." "Hm," the Elf said quietly. The Ranger decided he had not given the proper answer, so he cast his gaze westward and beheld the bright light of Earendil's star. "And it also tells me that we are all part of a great tale, ever unfolding, adding layer of challenge and adventure upon layer," he added quickly. "I see," said the Elf, and he said nothing more. But the Ranger, realizing he had not guessed the Elf's purpose, gave up and asked with great exasperation, "Well, then, what does it tell you, that we see the stars?" "It tells me," said the Elf as he turned to his companion, "that someone has stolen our tent."

Because, technically, March is the official LotR/Tolkien appreciation month, and I just had to spread this story.
Current Mood: amusedamused
07 March 2006 @ 10:52 pm
What do you do when your muse insists that you start looking at a character differently than you have all along?

I hate Hojo. That's pretty much all I ever needed to sum the man up, since it actually does take quite a bit for me to say that about someone. The list of "I hate" is pretty short - just Hojo, and a woman from the Black Jewels trilogy, who's name is impossible to spell (Saetan's ex-wife). In fact, for a while, Hojo was the only one on that list, before "Dreams Made Flesh" came out, and I found out exactly what happened to Saetan's third son. So help me, if I ever get my hands on her...

But now, my fanfic muse (who does not seem to care whether he's in the doghouse or not, I've noticed) is suggesting that there might be a little bit more to Hojo than the bastard that experimented on his own unborn son and shot Vincent, with all the results of those actions.

Like, maybe, just maybe, he might have actually been her husband, not just the guy she happened to be married to and working with. Hojo, get this, might have actually loved Lucrecia.

The world is coming to an end.
Current Mood: complacentawaiting a brain reboot
27 February 2006 @ 01:20 pm
After much consideration (read: thinking about it while I proofread it), I've decided to post the story that had me fussing at Mars earlier this morning. I'll be putting it here, oddly enough, instead of on my other one, mainly because...I feel like it. It's not terribly long (though Mars is hinting that doing a full-fledged version of it, with segments of this opening the relavent chapters, could be fun and interesting), about 1632 words, just over 3 pages long. Glad I kept my computer on last night, since this would have been much worse had I had to write it out by hand.


Mine, no stealing.

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Current Mood: blahunsure
Current Music: "Just Want You to Know" Backstreet Boys
27 February 2006 @ 07:20 am
My dearest, darling Marcellus Leonius, do you remember what I told Sephiroth about keeping me up? The same goes for you. Especially on a night where I have an 8am class the next morning.

Especially when it's not some short little thing, but nearly 3 1/2 pages long in 12 font, single spaced. Yes, I know it was an easy story to write, in the sense that I didn't have to search for a plot, since it's one I know so very well. I know it was fun, writing in that format.

You kept me up till 1:30am when I had to get up at 7. No. You want me to write, you catch me before 11pm. I'm one of those oddballs that actually *needs* a good 7-8 hours of sleep.

Yes, I'll think about posting it, Mars. I might not. Pretty cheeky of you to let me get this particular story out, when you hardly ever wanna work on anything else.
Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated
26 February 2006 @ 12:36 pm
"Well, the words of 'Christian' and 'porn author' should never be used to describe the same person. Thank you."

The fact that that had to be said just cracks me up. I do agree with the statement, but the sheer silliness of someone trying to claim both is just...
Current Mood: calmbemused