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I'm an artist, a writer and chief cook and bottlewasher for a two-person household. My patience for stupid is extremely limited.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Of chained aggrivations...

So, I get a fair amount of email. Family, friends, Freecycle, various online newletters.

A couple of family members send me jokes and stuff. I don't mind the jokes.
However, I loathe, resent and hate the chain mail that often is included in the 'stuff'.
The 'forward this and...' stuff. You know.

... the most recent actively pissed me off. Why? Because it came packed with its own little guilt trip. WHAT?! No, sorry. No, I don't care if I'm 'heartless' because I'm not moved by a bunch of bad poetry to forward a goddamn waste of bandwidth all over the world. You want your cause known? Great. Build a website. Put up signs. Get out on the streets and talk to people.
Do not. DO NOT. Make it a piece of goddamn chain mail. Just don't. It cheapens your effort, makes your cause seem laughable, and worst of all, it hits somebody like me, who refuses point blank to forward any chain mail at all and ... stops.
A website will reach thousands of people. Signs even a thousand more. Getting out and talking to people makes sure that your message reaches your community. Chain mail is worthless, pointless and a waste of time.

Monday, October 01, 2007

Of plants and my supposed Black Thumb

Well, I always thought I had a black thumb.
I guess I don't. My Mom gave me a bunch of cuttings of this and that and the other (hoya, christmas cactus, some other cacti that I can't identify and a mini-hoya). Out of all this, I've only lost the mini-hoya, and the rest is doing well. Granted, some of it's 'doing well' in a glass, but that's because I lack pots and dirt for them.
This has been ongoing since we moved to this particular apartment almost a year ago, so only having lost one makes me happy. ^^
The hoya and one of the unidentified cacti recently landed in pots and were outside for a while (the Hoya got a little sunburned) but have recently been brought back inside. I pulled off the sunburned hoya leaf and stuffed it into the wet soil and - lo and behold - it's sprouting roots! Holy crap!
So .. .uh ... now what do I do with it? ^^;

In other news, I'm busybusy with classes, housework and other work, (and WoW has a chunk of my time too) and /still/ haven't found time to update ye olde website. Life is busy. Heh.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Of the Deathly Hallows.

Finished. I think that's fast - I started around five, and finished around nine. Beat /that/, world. Maybe even finished first - and wouldn't that be a laugh? It's nine, or nine-ish, as I type this.

... and for the record? Ms. Rowl!ng, that was too easy. Beautifully tied together, elegantly set up, but entirely too easy. That having been said, I'm glad that my sympathy for Snape was not misplaced. I am amused that Voldy screwed himself so damn thoroughly - that was /such/ an elementry mistake, though.

And, so that I can post this within ten minutes of having finished the damn book, I'm going to stop now.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Of books and spoilers

Okay, I admit it, I caved. My copy of the last HP book is on route to me via Amazon (if it isn't on my doorstep by tomorrow, I get it free - dunno what to hope for). I may post a scathing opinion of it, after I'm done reading it.

If I do, don't be surprised if I get specific. If you're reading it, and you haven't read the book, then don't go whining to me about spoilers - it's not like I haven't gone and warned you.

I honestly don't expect much. The last couple of books seem to be Ms. Rowl!ng trying to top herself, and that is not impressive to me. The last one I /enjoyed/ was OotP, and mostly for the deserved comeuppance that was gifted to Prof. Umbridge. If ANYONE deserves to be practically stomped to death by centaurs, it was her.
I know someone will die. It might be Harry, it might not. Surely, if he lives, he will Pay in Blood for his success. Probably Fred's, or Hermione's, if it comes to that.
Character I have most sympathy for? Snape. That poor bastard, he's stuck in the middle with so few options.... I don't know whether to hope he survives or not.
Butbutbut! Oh, shut up. The last book slapped a geas on him, for shits' sake! What the hell was he supposed to do, anyway?
And anyway, I'm not predisposed to hate the man /just/ because Harry does. Sweet, innocent little Harry ... Gods. No, sorry. This poor kid has had his life turned over, upside down, inside out and backwards, yes. He's been screwed from the start. Cry me a river, kiddies - there are people in the real world who've suffered worse (and no, I ain't one of 'em).

So, tomorrow I'll read the book, whenever it gets here, and we'll see if Ms. Rowl!ng has completely screwed herself. There's a rumour going around that she's gonna write more in this reality. To that I say, Bully for you - but for the love of the Gods, woman, don't let them pressure you into publishing! Write the next stories for yourself, the way the best authors do. If you /want/ to publish them, then do it. But if you don't, if you'd rather keep them to yourself, hold them close in your heart, then do it. Don't let anyone guilt-trip you into sharing, if that's not what you want.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Of cats and quizes

Which probably just goes to prove .. well, everything. Heh.

Snagged from almost everywhere:


Your Score: Cheezburger cat


78% Affectionate, 62% Excitable, 62% Hungry




Sure, you deserve one. You helped popularized lolcats from a running gag to an online sensation. Now mainstream media writes asinine columns on this 'phenomenon', students write theses on the topic, programming languages adopt the grammar, and losers write tests about them on dating sites. Now take your cheezburger and never touch the internets again.



To see all possible results, checka dis.




Link: The Which Lolcat Are You? Test written by GumOtaku on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test


You forgot the bacon!


What?

Monday, July 16, 2007

Of an urge to whine....

Shouldn't, but I'm going to anyway.
It's my birthday. Whoopie. I don't know why I'm disappointed - I didn't expect anything, and I stopped expecting things after my 21st. Not many made any particular effort then, and not many make one now. So my expectations have lowered. A lot.

... but I'm still disappointed. It's not like I expect (or even /want/) a big party, a fancy cake and a mound of gifts I can't see over, but I'd like to see a little effort made, you know? Some little surprise here and there, something I don't necessarily see coming.
I think I'm 26. Milestone? What milestone? But a lot of my family is busy, my extended family either doesn't know or is busy (not that I actually expect anything from that quadrant), and my very few friends ... well. They have their own lives, and it's not as if I always remember their day. So it's just another day. And I'm disappointed, and disgusted (mostly at myself for being disappointed), and well-meaning efforts just ... don't seem to mean anything, even though I do appreciate them.

Maybe it's that when I /do/ sort something out, I tend to want to make an effort - not to show that I've noticed and remembered, that's just shallow - but because I like to surprise people, to see them happy. I put a lot of effort into it, and it's worth it to me to see the returns in smiles, if not in words.
I don't like the reasons I'm coming up with for why no one seems to think enough of me to do the same, and I don't like that either, because it feels selfish. I don't want to be selfish.
I'm disallowing comments. No point leaving an opening for anyone to encourage me to whine. Now, where did I put that cheese....

Monday, April 09, 2007

Of stuff, things and general *thud*

That being what's been going on lately.

Last term was a doozy - I was sick for about a quarter of it, which lead to dropping a class (needless to say, I'm in Warning status. Thanks, guys - I /knew/ that), and much scrambling to make up missed days. In an immersion language class, that is @#$!! hard to do.... Mein Mann was a big help there - I managed to pull through and get better grades than I figured. ^^;
Ceramics was much easier - I just busted my ass on the wheel and made some excellent bowls and a couple of nice mugs. My best bowl came out perfectly - with a foot and everything. Two cracked - that bowl was not one of them. Yes! ^^
The item I expected to have cracking or breakage issues did not - that was a pinchpot with legs that ended up going through the raku. Raku, for the uninitiated, is spectacular, dangerous, and a hella lot of fun. You start with a special glaze, which is painted on, rather than dipped or sprayed. Once that's dried, you fire the thing in a gas (in this case) kiln that basically consists of a giant insulated bucket on a pulley. It fires for about an hour, then you yard it out (white-hot) with tongs and thick gloves, set it on a bed of paper, put paper in it or on it. The paper is let to burn for a few, then you slap a bucket down on top of it and seal that off. Let sit for about half an hour, then retrieve your piece.
Bucket duty is fun. I had bucket duty a few times, volunteering once or twice when I didn't have anything firing just because bucket duty (and paper duty - although fire intimidates hell out of me), is fun. Dangerous, but fun. My lone raku piece was my kiln experience for the term, although I was signed up to do the woodfire kiln, I got sick that weekend and wasn't able to do it.
Next term, perhaps - I'm planning to do ceramics again in the summer.

So, after that, I start this term with painting, more German, and a round of XHTML/CSS. There was a fourth, but after attending the first class, I determined that between this round of German and the painting, I wouldn't have time for another work-heavy class, as much as I was intrigued by the possibilities of an analytical course on sequential art (ie; comics). Ah well. Another term.
The CSS course may mean changes to my blogs, and actual updates to the rest - assuming I get that far. ^^

Of course, when you throw WoW and the smatterings of a life into that, you completely muck my schedule up.... oh. Wait. My schedule has /been/ mucked up ... well, nevermind then.

Of course, just before break we lost KC to FIP - one of those things you really can't predict or prevent. I miss that cat....
But .... We've since aquired another (we're not home entirely too often, and Omen shouldn't be allowed to be lonely or bored), a lovely little female long hair called Shanti (we hadn't /intended/ to get a long-haired cat, but ... most of the time, they pick you, not the other way 'round), and after some serious rudeness all 'round, she's settled in and given Omen her cold, and her earmites. *sigh*
That's being dealt with. Omen is putting up with the goo for his eyes much better than either of them are putting up with having their ears cleaned and medicated ... I'm getting pretty good at restraining them in towels to prevent them slashing me to ribbons.

So that's current. Still sort of keeping an eye out for my friends who WoW (I'm on Moonguard! Come find me!), and having a fairly good time leveling my long-suffering Troll Shaman (Ak'shaka - or her two cousins, Rha'kir and Jhasiki - hunter and rogue, respectively), and inflicting my terrible troll accent on all and sundry. It's an rp server, so I don't think anyone /really/ minds. ^^ Still getting lost in paper bags - a trend I started in DDO, and have yet to really get over.
Yes, I /do/ have an Alliance character - a Draenei Paladin, on the same server. Haven't figured out how to reproduce her accent yet, and the Alliance in general makes me want to start hitting them /all/ with the Salmon of Smiting. A bigger bunch of flapping idiots I have never seen....

In other news, Mein Mann and I were at Gamestorm this year, and had a rousing good time, thank you - He kicked ass and took names at Aerotech, I dabbled in GURPS (thank you, Christine!), we both kicked ass playing Horde in the WoW board game (Horde rules!), did some RPGA gaming (idjits. Quit making things harder than they have to be!) and tried out the Crossroads of Eternity RPG (Fun! Interesting! Different!) and the Order of the Stick Boardgame. The comic's more fun, but I admit, I'd been running on no sleep and not enough caffeine for a while and the rules argument did nothing good for my temper or enjoyment of the game. So, probably my fault I didn't enjoy that one as much...
Methinks we provide our own munchies next time - Gamestorm's Hospitality was anything but (well, it was better Saturday and Sunday), and I am thinking that perhaps they should throw in the towel and arrange for catering next time. Mein Mann was most put out Friday - the food was late, and not even really worth the wait. >.<
Of course, there aren't a lot of options for food out there - it's the overpriced hotel bar, or Burgersling/Subw@y/McD's.... none of which is in walking distance.
If we go next year, we will probably get a room - two hours (or a little less, driving) is a little too far for us to seriously contemplate if we can afford otherwise.
In general, the con was a blast, for my first con - I think I need to doodle on the right side of my badge next time. ^^