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My beautiful handmade-somewhere-near-Nimbin white-with-purple-spots holds-the-whole-world-of-tea-within-it teamug baby! D: IT WAS BEAUTIFUL AND NOW IT'S LOST TO ME! LOST! I'm having to use a substitute cup and it feels all wrong. We're going to have a funeral service for it - because Alison is a crazy person - and so it's taunting me with it's broken existence from the kitchen bench. No, it's wrong to blame my baby, it did nothing to deserve such a fate.

I just really liked this teacup, okay. (I've been trying to find more of them every time I go back to Nimbin but while I can find stuff by the same person, I can't find the same cup style. I may have to live without it!)

It's my birthday on Thursday and me and a few friends are going out to have dinner at this place called Burgers & Beers that I've been meaning to go and try since they opened up in the central cities years and years ago. But since the earthquakey times they've reopened somewhere else so we're going to do it. I wish they had kangaroo burger. (My ex-Australian friend and I have been lamenting the lack of kangaroo meat in New Zealand and I don't get it. Why don't they ship it here? It's hardly any distance at all! Is it because of crazy customs laws or nor enough roo farms in Australia to export or because they think kiwis wouldn't want to eat it? I don't know! Whatever it is though, they should fix it. Because then I could have kangaroo steak.)

And I would like to have that steak off these plates. They're on sale! Don't even let me look at them! I love them so much though, look how wonderful they are! (I still want their facehugger too. Oooh, and I want these because they're a useful thing! Oh gods, why am I even looking at ThinkGeek? I love this site so bad but I've never bought anything from it. The postage always seems obscene. I tried to use it to buy a Deloren for a Christmas present a few years back and the postage on the forty dollar car was fifty dollars! THAT'S JUST NOT RIGHT.)

Lara and I keep missing out dinosaur show on Sunday nights and it makes me sad. I could probably find it online somewhere but I could have been watching it for free! Planet Dinosaur - all dinosaur documentary, all the time. (I considered, early this year, the serious career possibility of paleontologist because dinosaurs! and the study of life on earth through the existence of physical evidence! SO SEXY. And I thought, hey, biology and geology have got to be the big ones there and while they're hard, they'd also be doable. So I looked into it but it turns out it's all MATHS! and CHEMISTRY! and PHYSICS! and DID I MENTION MATCHES SPECIFICALLY CALCULUS! So, yeah, I gave up on that. All the fields I've ever been interested in pursuing are so science heavy, which is why they've always remained a mere interest instead of a thing I've actually gone on with. I know myself and I know how much I hate schooling, and schooling that I don't get is even worse.)

I'm feeling sort of tangenty this morning.

Oh, my screen just did it's changey thing. I downloaded this amazing program called f.lux that adjusts your computer display settings at night. Something about the computer screen simulates daylight so it's not great for you to be staring at the pretend sun late into the night etc etc. All I know is that since I've installed it my eyes are a million times happier even in the evenings. It looks weird when it's first installed but now I forget it's on most of the time. But yay for less eye stress!

My daddy was kind enough to send me dentist money which, yay!, means I get to go get these horrid trouble-making teeth removed. I think it's on the 15th of September but they've yet to send me the confirmation details. But I keep doing a little grin of happiness when I remember about it because I'll be pleased to not have to worry about it anymore. I've been putting off getting these teeth out for about four years because of the cost so it's such a relief.

I'm considering getting out of bed to go get some breakfast, but it would require getting out of bed and it's very warm and nice here. And I'd have to face the judgement of my broken cup...
Mood: awakeawake
30 July 2012 @ 05:47 am
Last night we had a combined birthday party for Lara and Alison, and I made them a cake. BEHOLD!

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To be fair, Woot made the actual cake itself since I was just doing to make a flat one but he decided 3D was the way to go. I really didn't think it was going to survive - you can't tell but it's on an impressive lean. It was delcious though and you can tell it's meant to be a Tardis so that's all that matters really. (The both of them are big Who fans, obviously. I only like old Who but I liked making the cake!)

Tomorrow (except it's today now because it's gone 5am) I have an appointment with a dental specialist to talk about a wisdom tooth. I need to get it removed but it turns out that the root is wrapped around the nerve or something so the dentist point blank said he wouldn't take it out. Which... fun. The appointment tomorrow is $200 and that's just for an x-ray and the guy telling me what I can do about it. I dread to think how much the actual removal is going to cost. It literally makes me whole body tense up just thinking about it. (The tooth I got pulled the other week only cost me $140 and I honestly almost cried with relief in the dentist chair.)

Money stress! Everyone loves money stress! I am currently earning $30 under what my rent is which is not at all stressful and making me constantly worried - who would worry about such a thing as that! The current reason for my lack of funds is actually a bit ridiculous - it's because I got a job. I was working a temporary typing position and since I'm on a government benefit I had to declare that money. Which would be all fine and dandy but the job paid fortnightly and the benefit pays weekly, and if you don't declare your earnings every week they have to fine you for it. But if I declared it by the week then I would have a week in between where I had no money whatsoever. Fun, right?

But I'm not working that job anymore and hopefully the next one I find will be weekly! (Not that jobs are exactly easy to find right now. Christchurch being earthquake city it's kind of difficult to find jobs unless you're in the construction business. That one is booming!)

It's my birthday in two weeks-ish and Lara made me put together a list of things I wanted that she could pick from. The list turned out to be all books and comic-related things. I'm rather predictable. (If I was her I'd just pick whichever thing was cheapest. I'm not really fussed about getting presents but she enjoys giving them.)

Speaking of comic books, I went to the Armageddon Expo a few weeks back, which is the geeky sci-fi/fantasy/comics/anime etc etc event we have here each year. It's not exactly ComicCon but we're a wee little place so I suppose that's fair. I even made a costume this year

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Am I not the spitting image of Jean Grey? (After she'd eaten all the other X-Men, obviously.)

Further comic book ramblings: CAPTAIN AMERICA 2: WINTER SOLDIER. Holy shit, Winter Soldier SO EXCITE! It was pretty obvious from the first movie that they were going to eventually bring Bucky back and do the whole Winter Soldier in some way, but still I'm excited by the confirmation! All I need is Bucky/Natasha, you guys. IT'S ALL I WANT IN THIS WORLD. Please please please let me have my comic book true loves on screen! I know it's not likely since Avengers was really setting up Black Widow/Hawkeye as the pairing but BLACK WIDOW/WINTER SOLDIER THEY ARE THE MOST BESTEST LOVERS IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD. (Or, at least, in comics. No comic relationship is better... except for Carol Danvers/Jessica Drew - shh! It's real! Shut up!)

Lara and I are both really excited for Silent Hill 2 as well. In my case I don't know why since I am terrible at horror movies! And having now watched the trailer I have even less doubt of my ability to actually make it through the movie without crying in fear. Terrible at horror movies! Atrocious! And yet... want. We're going to go to the movies to see it: this is a Bad Idea. The last horror movies I saw at the cinema were House on Haunted Hill and Thirteen Ghosts, both of which still sort of haunt my memory to this day. So... yeah... cool.

It's started raining. This means busing to appointment adventures in the rain. Always fun!
IT'S artemisofluna'S BIRTHDAY YAY! She's gotten oldenated!

Mood: happyhappy
I keep thinking about writing here again.

I pretty much left this place after livejournal decided to go crazy with the changing things that didn't need to be changed but the final straw was that time when people were seeing everyone else's private entries. Remember that? Yeah, good times. I pretty much lost all faith in doing anything at all on LJ after that.

The last time I updated this was the 17th of November and it was a trailer for Brave - which I saw a few days ago and it was fucking fantastic.

Hmmm, it's been so long that it's sort of a struggle to get started with anything. But here goes: Things Happen Offline.

Yeah. Got my tooth pulled yesterday since it's been giving me agonizing pain on and off for the last three or four months. I've never had a tooth pulled before and, Jesus Christ, how much of a terrifying experience is that?? Lying there staring up at these people jerking massive fucking pliers around in your mouth! Didn't hurt much but the sound and the visuals are awful.

Tonight everyone is out having fun at the Gothic Vampire Party - I gothed some of them up good and proper - and I hope they come home later much full of booze and fun stories. I am mostly full of painkillers and soft foods but that's okay too.
Mood: optimisticoptimistic
12 November 2011 @ 07:21 pm
GUH. This is so amazing. Oh Stoya ♥

She doesn't know it, but we're going to get married.
Mood: enthralledenthralled
You ever notice how a house always feels and sounds more empty when you know people have gone actually far away for a long time and instead of just them being out at work of whatever? Yeah, the house is like that right now.

Alison and Lara have both gone south to roadtrip to Te Anu. I was supposed to go as well but I am still sick as I have been for the last almost-two weeks. So here I stay to continue sleeping it off. But it's not as bad as it was and I haven't needed to go into the after hours clinic since last Saturday. Which I think is a pretty good score. But my throat hurts less and my body aches less so mostly now I'm just 'general sick' and not 'PLEASE JUST LET ME DIE' sick as I've been.

I'm hoping to get some NaNo done while they're away. This is the first day that my brain has actually felt on to think of anything original and I had decided to start NaNo on the very day that I fell ill. So, yeah, nothing's happened. We'll see how it goes. I realised I haven't written anything original since about 2007. That's just... depressing. I used to think of myself as a writer, but that's kind of bullshit. Anyway, I'll give it a go between bouts of sleeping. Because sleep is my mistress. My sexy sexy mistress who makes my throat die when I wake from her. But still, I love her.
Mood: exhaustedexhausted
07 November 2011 @ 04:15 am
Oh Jesus Christ, you guys.

So I've been quite sick for the last few days and along with that has come a constant ringing in my ears that is driving me crazy. But I liked the generic ringing much better than the fact that it now sounds like music is happening in another room. I just actually got up to see if someone was awake and playing it. The flatmates are asleep and I was walking around pressing my ear to doors to try and work out where it's coming from.

It's All Along The Watchtower, you guys. You guys, you guys, I'm a really unwell cylon right now. How am I supposed to sleep when guitar solos are going on inside my brain?
Mood: sicksick
01 November 2011 @ 02:37 pm
Friday night was the KAOS Halloween party and I went as The Grudge. It was badarse and there were compliments on the creepy, but alas I don't have any other photos than that one of me creeping at the door of the LFoD.

On Saturday night we did our now annual horror movie Halloween with candy and delicious and scary ourselves silly. The movie selection this year was Mirrors, The Ward, Hide & Seek, and Skeleton Key. (Our warm-up during the week was Simpson's Treehouse of Horror episodes and Scream 4.)

In the middle of all this stuff we had a girly tea-party. Because.

I am 172 centimeters tall.
This makes me taller than 25.1% of men and 85.7% of women.



I was having this discussion yesterday with Lara about how I always think that I'm average height or just below average, probably because most of my friends are at least a half an inch taller than me and because both of my parents are taller. I still wish I was taller though. I feel more like my 'proper' height in a pair of high heels, which is why I don't really like wearing flats. (The 'living with people who skew the average' is the reason I always think of myself as still being flat-chested when I'm a C. I blame living with three girls who were DDs and above.)

Alison is doing NaNo right now, you guys! SHE'S A FOOL!
31 October 2011 @ 04:52 pm
So despite the fact that I've given up on Game of Thrones at episode three (for being both too rapey and sort of boring at the same time) I ordered the first book from the library ages ago and it arrived. Figured I'd start reading it even though I didn't expect to like it.

But I'm actually enjoying it more than I thought I would. I mean, I don't think it's really high literature and some of the writing is a bit iffy but it's really readable. You know when you're not sure if you're actually loving a book or just loving how enjoyable and easy it is to read? Yeah, that's how I'm sort of moving through it at the moment. It's not bogging me down with lists of names and centuries of history like a lot of high fantasy tends to do. (Which is, generally, why I avoid high fantasy. UNLESS YOU ARE LORD OF THE RINGS I WON'T READ YOUR LISTS OF NAMES BECAUSE I DON'T CARE. Tolkien has earned that right by stealing my heart, you have not. Oh, and the cliches. The fantasy tropes that we are all sick to death of. Again, I let Lord of the Rings get away with this shit because it's where everyone stole most of it from.)

So, yes, Game of Thrones is - so far, less than half way through - more enjoyable than the TV series and - HALLELUJAH - less filled with rape. This, however, might change. So don't be surprised if my next post looks like this:


vaguely spoilery thoughts under the cut, but not really.Collapse )
28 October 2011 @ 02:37 am
It's almost Halloweeeeeeeen. I am ready for the partying and the drinking and the costuming good times <3

(And living with an American now means we can get into the spirit of a holiday we don't really celebrate even more!)
Mood: sleepysleepy
20 October 2011 @ 07:46 am
On my most recent trip to Australia (as in, just a few weeks ago) I visited one of dad's friends, the glorious Marion (who I found has songs on YouTube from the 60's and one of them even has a sheep in it. That's important.) Anyway, the point was that she introduced me to Erté who I have somehow gone 27 years of my life without knowing about but his drawings are so amazing and glorious. I basically fell head over heels. He was a Russian-born French art deco artist who did fashion design, costume and set designs for movies/theater/opera, interior decorating, graphic design, jewelery and more than 200 hundred covers for Harper's Bazaar and Vogue. And if I'd known how god damn difficult his stuff was to find in good online galleries I would have scanned a hell of a lot more pages from the books I was reading! (I may have to be buying this book)

It's all movement and curves and epic drapery (and often Hellenic and Egyptian themes and how am I supposed to resist those?)

A few under the cutCollapse )
Mood: enthralledenthralled
17 October 2011 @ 04:31 am
This is my new most favourite site.

I could listen to this forever, I swear. I need it to play by my bed all night.
Mood: relaxedrelaxed
08 October 2011 @ 04:49 am
Can't sleeeeeeeeep.

I've been back from Australia week now and it's nice to be back in my own bed and my own space. As nice as it is to be in Nimbin, it's always good to be home. I was going to post some pictures of huntsmans in this post, but I can't be bothered finding the camera. So you'll have to just imagine it, okay? Okay.

I need to be asleep right now because it's almost 5 in the morning and tomorrow I'm not only going to watch roller derby (hell yeah!) but then there's a party after that. How will I keep up without sleep! I'm thinking it might be shower time right about now instead.

As yet no big earthquakes, just a few little shakes. Only one that's made me clutch the table with concern. Score!
Mood: tiredtired
25 September 2011 @ 01:37 pm
Yesterday - in the horrible heat - I went to the Nimbin Show and got swallowed up by all the freaking quaintness within it. They had produce judging, you guys. People brought in their fruit and got to be awarded the ribbons of Best Lemons or Best Eggs. It was like being in the 1950s! They even had Best Scones and Best Chocolate Cake, in which there was a Drama because someone had tried to enter a Chocolate Mud Cake and was thus disqualified. Oh my god, I cannot even tell you how sweet and country town I found all this. There was crocheted blankets being judged!

Today I'm home alone, with both dad and Gwen having gone out to do a wedding at Byron Bay (dad drives the fancy cars and Gwen does the celebrant stuff). But it was too got for me to go to Byron and being here is less melty. I was going to go see Jane Eyre at the movies (Fassbender!) but I've got a shitty copy of it somewhere on a computer anyway.

I went to a gallery opening the other night which was really cool - wine and cheese and artists oh my! - but it became less cool as I got hotter and hotter inside the gallery and people walking past things made them shake and made me begin to panic a little bit. Logically I know that there's no earthquakes here. Logically I know this. But it didn't stop be clinging to dad's side and staring up at what parts of the roof I thought would fall down first.

Uncool, tectonic plates.

I've been watching the episodes of Camelot I have with me here. Well, sort of watching. Okay, I've been fast forwarding whenever Morgana isn't on screen. I predicted this would be the outcome of this show. Eva, I love you so bad and with my body parts. Morgana and Merlin are the only characters of any interest and they need to get to the nasty hate-sex right away please.
Music: Village Green Presevation Society is an earworm. blame the country fair!
24 September 2011 @ 08:02 pm
BEHOLD! The dinosaur that dad got and arrived as a shitty flat-packed build it yourself item which we thought was going to be shit.

It isn't shit. It is AWESOME.

(Dad and Gwen watch Miranda. This makes me happy since they walk around saying "such fun!" and this is, what I call, a dinosaur.)
Mood: drunkdrunk
19 September 2011 @ 05:59 pm
This is what it said on the back of the truck that we did, indeed, pass on the drive back from the airport. It knows I'm foxy, that's why.

Hello darling people, this is your impotant imperious leader recording her captain's log from Nimbin, Australia, as she reclines in the sunshine far from tectonic plates and their naughty little games. (I can't even begin to tell you how amazing it feels to be without earthquakes. I've been here a whole week and there has been NOT ONE. This is incredible to me and so good for my nerves which tend to lean towards being frayed even without the city tumbling down around me every five minutes. But still I keep eyeing up unsecured items dubiously. They are not to be trusted.)

Alison was here for the first week, but today we dropped her off at the airport and she'll never ever come back ever again. In fact, she'll currently be in Sydney (I think) or maybe almost on the flight to New Zealand.

I have been existing on a diet of fresh fruit, Caesar salad, and alcohol, and it's pretty much the best thing ever actually. My liver gets such a workout here although last night I decided to slow down a bit. I cannot keep up with dad and Gwennie. They have titanium well-practised livers! Mine is merely human! It wants to live!

The night before last they had a Viking feast, which turned out to be completely awesome. Everyone dressed up and there was legs of lamb and whole big fishes and a ridiculously long feast table with a huge roaring fire at the end. GLORIOUS. Then near the end of the night Alison and I managed to get people playing Tablero which is always so much fun, and then dad thought we were being pussies with it so we started playing with whiskey and tequila instead of the lighter stuff. HELLS YEAH. Tablero should always be played with hard liquor and anyone who says differently might be a medical professional or concerned for your physical wellbeing. What would they know.

The booze we played with was home made, as dad's now got a friend with a still who provides four litres of it a week and then they flavour it into pretend things. The tequila is a bit off but might just need some time. The fake whiskeys are pretty good though. But our attempt at mango liquor needs to be learned from by future generations to keep them from making such a terrible mistake. I think only of the children here.

(It is possible, just maybe, that under the influence of viking boozing it up I texted some people with promises of my anatomy. Not that I would ever do such a thing. I am a lady. But to the people who did get those texts: How you doin'?)

I'll leave you with some Viking photos. No word from fellow SCAdians!Collapse )

Tomorrow we will... do something that most likely involves alcohol as that is now the pattern forms here. I like this pattern. I will read my book (Currently flicking between Catherine Valente's Habitation of the Blessed and Geoffrey Miller's The Mating Mind, both of which are fabulous because Valente is a goddess and books about evolutionary psychology gives me warm fuzzies.) Or I will do something productive and adult. I will roleplay.
Mood: peacefulpeaceful
Music: Holst - Jupiter
I always thought that when I first got wrinkles they would be smile lines and that I'd be happy with that because how can any sign that you've been smiling be a bad thing? I automatically like and trust people strangers with wrinkles from smiling a little bit more than other people, which isn't actually the best idea because what if they've been smiling because they really enjoy all that murdering they do? Anyway, the point is that smile lines would be a sign that I'd been having more joy that I probably deserved and were thus a good sign.

But it's bloody frowning, brow furrowing wrinkles instead. That's not a sign of too much happiness! That's a sign of depression and moodiness! But... but... Joy! Happiness! SMILE LINES, DAMMIT.

Writing this I'm frowning at the screen so that's really only making matters worse. I think it's because my natural default expression is frowny brow-furrowy girl until someone looks at me. My natural expression has thwarted all of my life plans!
Mood: confusedbrow-furrowy
Last night was the Friday of the forty-eight and I: drank ridiculously bourbon-spiked icebreaker, lost my voice, flogged a group of men, played runner for dramatic situations, and got kicked really hard in the shins.

Interesting night. Good night though, the parts that we're made of Fuck This All I Hate You. I still have very little in the way of, you know, a voice but other than that I feel perfectly fine. I just had no idea how much I talk and sing under my breath every freaking second of the day, because not doing it is making me feel like a mental case.

Echo went outside to enjoy the gorgeous day of sunshine and got herself stung in the throat by a bee, the loser. She had to go to the vet. Man, my throat has problems too but I didn't get to go to the vet, did I?

Anyway, soon the Saturday night festivities will begin properly and Alison and I shall go join them. Hopefully this voice of mine chooses to stay at least a little and I can pretend that I'm all sexy and husky, instead of being mute. I suck at mute.
Mood: relaxedrelaxed
21 August 2011 @ 08:51 pm
All of the second lot of snow has melted now, except for a few places around where it's been piled up into big brown blobs of the stuff and thus having a little trouble with turning back into water. It's working on it though and now the yard is all green again instead of white. (Which was very pretty but very weird.)

Last night was Ness and Laura's housewarming (even though they've lived there now for ages) and it was lots of tequila filled fun, even if a very drunk guy I've never met decided to rest his hand on my inner thigh. Laura saved me though! (Because, again, INCAPABLE of saying 'hi, fuck off' because it might be considered rude. Dear sweet lord, Circe. You really need to get yourself out of this habit.)

Lara has been asleep ALL DAY so I hope that she isn't dead because that would suck.

In news of awesome: I'm going to Nimbin for September :D (Alison and Lara may or may not be coming, since they like the idea but money is ever an issue. I am lucky to have birthday flights.)
Mood: sleepysleepy
15 August 2011 @ 08:13 am
This year has been all about Nature (it deserves the capital letter at this point) going crazy on Christchurch so I suppose we shouldn't have been surprised when we got more snow than we've in the six years since I moved her. (Snow in Christchurch is pretty rare. Every winter the mountains all around us are always dusted in it, but I've only gotten snow twice before down in the front yard and all that jazz.

Anyway, the snow of late July cleared up but now it's started again and the weather officials are having meteorological orgasms over much snow we're going to get. Already it's much thicker on our porch than last time and it's pressed up against the door. Excitement!

Lara, who should be jaded to snow since she comes from freaking Montana has twice been the first one outside dancing around in it while Alison and I decide to enjoy it from the warmth of the living room.

Have some photos from the last snow time!Collapse )

Last night The LFoD celebrated our three-way birthday party since we're all pretty close together for those. It was magically dinosaur themed and people even got nametags of awesome named yet somehow real dinosaurs, like Camelotia, Megacervixosaurus, Piratosaurus, Irritator, Mojoceratops, Pantydraco, Ultrasaurus, Smilodon, Minotaurasaurus, Kittysaurus, Technosaurus, and Discosaurus. All glorious, all the time!

Lucky for those not living in the house the party was being held in, the snow did not start in the wee hours of the night and thus trap everyone at the flat where they would be forced to sit around watching sci-fi. Like any of them would complain. I spent more time talking about Star Trek last night than anything else and I managed to score someone's media for myself. (Star Trek TOS and Enterprise - SHUT UP, I LIKE IT- Game of Thrones, Caprica, and the final season of BSG as we don't yet have it on DVD. WATCH ALL OF THE THINGS.)

My jelly castle last night was the best thing you've ever seen and never tasted. You'll just have to believe me if you weren't there. Vodka jelly castle is officially the thing I will now supply for social gatherings.

Checked outside. Yep. Still snowing.
Mood: tiredtired
24 July 2011 @ 10:28 pm
It's snowing ♥
Mood: happyhappy
23 July 2011 @ 11:59 am
Oh my god, you guys.

Okay, so I look up from the computer to see some guy out at the front deck looking at me, so I get up (in my pjs, baby) to go see what he wants. He's probably in his mid-forties and has a thick accent that my Aussieness can only pick out as Pacific Islander of some sort but means I keep missing some of the things he says. I will henceforth blame my failure to understand his accent as the root of our troubles.

The man basically says, 'Uh, hi, I'm trying to find number six on this street but there isn't one?'

And I have to admit that so far he is very correct. There is no number six on this street. Then he says he's in the area spreading the word about how Jesus Christ is our awesome saviour and that he's coming back soon. I nodded along politely and bitched in my head about how I don't go around to people's houses preaching the awesomeness of atheism and science. (I don't bitch out loud though, because that would be rude, unlike coming to my house to tell me things I already know.)

Finally after a bit he asks if he can interest me in going somewhere tomorrow and I'm thinking 'fuck NO I don't want to go to your church, just let me go back to reading Regretsy, man.' Instead of this I just say 'no, thank you, I'm not really interested.'

Lara would have just gone back inside here. Lara is good at saying no to people and walking away.

I am not.

Thus this carried on for a bit more and I talked about how I had been religious but had moved away from that, and he asked if I was alone today or if my husband or kids were inside. I told him that, no, I didn't have a husband and kids and laughed because, dear lord, the sheer idea is hilarious to me even when coming from a stranger I've never met.

He asks me a few more times to go to his church. I continue politely declining. Then he asks if maybe I'd like to go out to a restaurant with him instead. (DAMN ME FOR SAYING I DIDN'T HAVE A HUSBAND.) I told him that, sorry, no, I wasn't really interested.

Then he kept asking if I was sure.

DUDE. If someone says no the first time to a date, pestering isn't the way to win them over.

Eventually he asks why I won't go on a date with him and I say that I have a girlfriend. (Because, apparently, I'm not interested just wasn't working.)

To which he said aww, but I needed a boyfriend as well.

By this point I'm sort of thinking HOLY CRAP, CAN I JUST GET OUT OF HERE? Seriously, Lara would be out of here. Why am I not, likewise, out of here? Damn this misplaced sense of politeness!

I tell him that, no, I don't need a boyfriend because I have a girlfriend.

But the guy keeps smiling and saying that a girlfriend isn't enough and I can't really be happy with that and that I need a boyfriend instead. ON AND ON.

SWEET BABY JESUS, HOW DO I MAKE THIS STOP? (The answer would probably be to stop smiling like a rabbit in the headlights of dating doorknockers.)

He goes to say something else and I just cut him off with a big smile and 'I'm so sorry that I can't help you find number six, but good luck!' Then I take a few steps back to say THIS CONVERSATION IS NOW COMPLETE.

Luckily for me he takes that sign and while he does seem like he wants to tell me I need a boyfriend for the twelfth time and ask me to go to dinner with him, he doesn't and I smile and make my way back inside as he disappears off down the driveway.

This whole conversation was probably about six minutes long and not actually the half hour it felt like.

Damn the allure of these flannel pants! I just don't know my own power in them!
Mood: confusedwut.
Would you like to know what keeps my life from being perfect? The fact that I do not currently have this Dark Phoenix tattoo. I'm dying of adoration here.

And thiiiiiis. How have I never before considered this glory for a tattoo?? Fucking hell, I'm so getting a dinosaur fossil done at some point.

There's also this scarification which is so beautiful. I'd never get that done myself because I'm a big baby when it comes to pain and the idea of someone chopping into my with a scalpel mostly makes me want to run screaming. But I can admire the pretty from afar
11 July 2011 @ 07:57 pm
So on Saturday we had the first party here at the LFoD in ages and despite all my worrying that it would all go terribly, it was amazing. Definitely among the very best we've hosted and certainly the most full. Never have their been so many people in the flat! Most of my real life friends have dropped their livejournals/never had any but for the few that do still reside here in the less evil place, thank you for coming!

We bought a lot of booze and I made the most epic vodka jelly castle which I sadly have no photos of but trust me, it was well received by all. Helios and Echo even liked all the people, because they are tiny snuggly kitten sluts.

Now we're just trying to work out the date for Ali and my birthday drinkies, which will be either the first weekend or second weekend of August, depending on when things are already on. We shall find out and shall once again play amazing hostesses.

Tonight is W00t's last night in the city and we are getting to have him for it. And there will be rocky road and love and all is well and happy.

Mood: pleasedpleased
Last night was the Heroes and Villains party in celebration of our (KAOS') glorious lady-dictator, and it was all pretty damn brilliant. Lots of fantastic costumes and good company and half a bottle of tequila within my soul. Oooooh yeeeeeah. (I was not costumed. I was lazy. I am always too lame for costumes even though costume parties make me ridiculously happy.)

In the afternoon before that Alison and W00t and I went to Armageddon where I fought my way through the crowds to reach the comic table, because I sure as hell wasn't letting those teenage boys keep control of it. My swag: 2 Ms Marvel,4 Wonder Woman, 3 Uncanny X-Men, 1 Mighty Avengers and 7 She-Hulk. (One of which has this sexy cover.)

Today I have spent feeling a little hungover and watching season 2 Battlestar. Does it get better than this? I think not, people.
Mood: tiredtired
29 June 2011 @ 12:50 am
What earth would look like with rings like Saturn:

Ridiculously gorgeous time lapse video of stars and sky:

The Mountain from TSO Photography on Vimeo.

Everyone in the LFoD is depressed and constantly tired and we're unmotivated to do anything but sleep. It is uncool.
Mood: sleepybed now plz
Tonight I went to see the extended Two Towers at the cinema because HELLS YEAH EXTENDED! I have been bouncing around about how thrilled I was that I could see those bits on the big screen!

Peter Jackson appeared on screen right before it and I may have squealed a little. And I was so prepared to have a good cry when Sam did his speech at the end but instead we'd JUST reached past the mid-point of the movie when - AND THIS WILL BE A SURPRISE TO EVERYONE EVER - a huge earthquake tried to shake the cinema down and we had to evacuate. OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS, I'M DYING.

I thought maybe we could hang around and wait for them to start it up again, but then we saw the cracks through the tiles in the lobby. So... yeah. We came home.

This is all sort of ironic in that a portion of ticket sales go to earthquake appeal.
Mood: annoyedannoyed
18 June 2011 @ 11:05 am
Which comic book character would you like to see on the silver screen? Who would you cast to play the role?

How about stop making Hulk films that fail and instead give us a decent live action Wonder Woman, movie? Seriously. (For casting, I must go with Bridget Regan. For which much of the internet agrees)

And since all the Avengers are currently getting their own films, I would have loved to see Carol Danvers/Ms Marvel get one. (But call her Warbird instead, like she was for a little while. 'Ms Marvel' just isn't going to sell to anyone.) Her backstory is the classic movie-ready stuff - air force pilot gets caught in alien explosion and gets superpowers (wiki: superhuman strength and durability, can fly at roughly half the speed of sound, discharge explosive blasts of radiant energy which she fires from her fingertips, absorb other forms of energy (such as electricity) to further magnify her strength, can withstand the pressure from a 92-ton weight, and strike with a similar level of force, absorb magical energy without consequence.) Even before/without her powers she was an exceptional espionage agent, pilot, hand-to-hand combatant and markswoman. She's already well-established friends with Iron Man thus there's a nice in there, and she's been the leader of the Avengers before.

Come on. She's got as much to work with here as any of the male heroes who keep getting these frakking movies. Casting wise, I think Katee Sackhoff would own it.

Shorter answer to this whole question: Characters I'd like to see on the big screen? Polaris; Psylocke; a PROPER Deadpool, possibly with appearances by Cable and Domino; She-Hulk (because she's far more hilarious than Hulk anyway); Scarlet Witch (with Quicksilver!)

Bet you didn't think I could make a post that wasn't 'ARGH EARTHQUAKES!!' even more boring to you than they were ;)
Way too tired for this.

Here's all the earthquake news nice and up to date minute by shaking god damn minute if you want it.

Christchurch mayor Bob Parker said officials were "still in the information gathering stage" but the city was unlikely to be plunged back into a state of emergency.


Apparently I've reached the point of exhaustion where I don't care any more about the shaking. Whatever, shaking.

Oh, and the water is off again.
Mood: exhaustedexhausted
13 June 2011 @ 01:14 pm

That was a really big aftershock and I am very quite upset and not okay right now and I was clinging to the doorway and almost burst into tears. I haven't done that at the aftershocks for a little while.

But we still have power and water. Thank god for that.

aaaaaand there's the little aftershock to follow it. I may have just run to the doorway chanting "no no no no no." I'm calm. I'm collected. I'm cool.

The sirens on the street outside are going mad.

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Mood: distresseddistressed
07 June 2011 @ 05:16 pm
My lappy died. Exactly the same way as before, I think, although this time it just gives me the light to say it's on and not the hum. All attempts to fix it like mum did- BUTTONMASH FOREVER! - is failing.

Why you do this to me, you pain in the arse? We JUST moved Lara's desktop out of the living room and the desk into my room again! Not impressed, you silly lappy. I've done nothing to you but be sweet and kind so why do you love my mum more than me? That's just not fair. Is it because she doesn't use you to look up all sorts of things on the internet that you find morally reprehensible? Because I thought we were in this together, lappy? I thought we had a deal?

Laptops these days are such untrustworthy people.
Mood: annoyedannoyed
I'm failing completely to be awake for more than a few hours at a time right now and in those hours my brain is totally turned off. Damn cold. It's not even that bad other than being just completely frakking exhausted. Haven't felt this tired since I had glandular fever in... whatever the hell year that was. Like '06 or something. Might have been later. UNIMPORTANT TO THE STORY, CIRCE.

Not that I have a story.

Tonight Lara and I showed Alison both Pretty Woman and Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken because she'd never seen either and it was a crime against nature. Lara and I force our movie childhoods onto all.

And now that I've been up for almost two whole hours, I'm going to back to bed.
Mood: exhaustedexhausted
05 June 2011 @ 01:11 pm
I've just discovered this book shop. It is very very bad and tempting and has books books books and THEN I spotted that they also have graphic novels.

Lord help me.

I may have purchased Ms Marvel: Lightning Storm and a Tesla biography, and in 17 days when this comes out I WILL OWN IT. Because, HELL YES DOMINO/WOLVERINE.

I already foresee that this website may be my downfall. I'm still browsing.

Oh frak, they've got the Emma Frost origins series! Oh! And the Mystique one too. I AM EXCITE AND WILL OWN ALL THE COMICS.

Mood: guiltyguilty
03 June 2011 @ 10:05 pm
Went to see X-Men: First Class. Unspoilery = I really liked it.

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Mood: pleasedpleased
Okay, I hardly took any photos at all in Melbourne but here's a few of the ones I did take

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Mood: contentcontent
27 May 2011 @ 08:41 am
Home sweet home!

Yesterday I was waiting around Melbourne airport for about four hours. Might have been less dull were they not renovating the international lounge because there's hardly anything there now and for breakfast I had the WORST $15 hot chocolate and chicken sandwich EVER. warm water with some cocoa sprinkled over does NOT a five dollar hot chocolate make.

But now I am home and I've slept and I have TEA and I'm all dressed up and ready to go out to the masquerade party tonight. I have to get on a Saturday night bus with my face painted up though, which will be fun. (By 'fun' read 'youth of the world and their douchebagness'.)

Waiting for Ali now and then we shall be off into the night!

Miss my mummy ♥
Mood: soresore
25 May 2011 @ 10:00 am
My laptop that has been broken for more than a year (despite my constant poking of it, pressing all buttons, shaking it like a baby) now suddenly WORKS basically because my mother just, like, touched it. WHAT IS THIS WHAT IS THIS AND WHY HAS IT HAPPENED?? I am half annoyed that it seemed to just want her attention and half pleased because, you know, lappy again!

Computers, man. What bitches.

I am currently in Melbourne enjoyed the hotel wireless because I have to tell you about the amazingness that was the King Tut exhibition today. OH GOD OH GODS OF DUAT AND KEMET I CANNOT EVEN TELL YOU. It was beautiful. I spent the first three rooms of it tearing up and trying not to cry at how overwhelmed I was. Could I be more of an Egyptology geek? (Charlie! Charlie! I spent the whole time thinking about texting you and there was a beautiful Sekhmet and I was all !!! WHY IS CHARLIE NOT HERE WITH ME FOR THIS?? Valid question, Charlie, WHERE WERE YOU??)

Then they talked about my friends in the videos. ('my friends' being Ramses II, Seti I, and my girl of awesome Hatshepsut. (These are my friends, see how they shimmer - that's what Johnny Depp said about the Pharaohs.))

There's this cardboard Anubis standee down in the foyer of the hotel and I am waiting until it is late times and no one is there so I can go down and take lots of embarrassing photos with him.

Yesterday we went to Victoria Market and I bought pretty Egyptian papyri, because only Egyptian things are allowed in this holiday apparently and I will tomorrow buy another one YAY!

We bought DVDs from Borders last night but they didn't take those bloody security things off so we had to break the boxes open to watch our ten dollar DVDs. Screw you, Borders! Now I'm going to have to work out how to keep them safe to bring them home. (Emma is way superior to Pride and Prejudice. Why did no one tell me this? Mr Knightley is about a BILLION times better than stupid Mr Darcy. OH YES I SAID IT.)
Mood: excitedexcited
22 May 2011 @ 11:52 am
Me sleepy.

I'm up to make little sandwiches for Alina's sparkly fairy princess and llama's 21st birthday. Everyone loves little sandwiches!

Tonight I have to pack and get an early night because I have to get a taxi to the airport at seven - which is actually a far more reasonable hour than most of my morning flights and I hope it won't be too crowded on the roads. It cost Ali $70 to get back from there the other day when it's usually a $40 journey. Ick. But I have cash and if all goes wrong I'll walk the last of it! (Sadly not enough money to go buy some new earphones though so I'll have to be on the plane with the ones I have that one work in one ear. This is annoyance.)

Also, if the earth starts shaking shit up and the airport gets closed I'm going to be muchos pissed off. They will hear my rage across the sea. So... just keep it down, tectonic plates. Be cool. (I'm coming BACK to the city you broke so nicely for me, don't worry!)

Still haven't packed. Packing is for losers.

Oh! The world didn't end, I just noticed! Although I haven't seen Lara this morning so it is very possible she has been raptured. Alison and I have to prepare ourselves for this inevitability. We will had to eat all the noms ourselves and get someone to watch the cats while we're away.
Mood: sleepysleepy