Tags: geekary of all forms

|| DD: Just say we were lovers

Look, I remembered to post again!

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!
X-Men: A good ol' disemboweling

Halloween and quizy things

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.

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spacefem.com/quizzes/tall/



Huh.

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!
BSG: Cylons FTW

Unlike phfa I can't write an interesting journal entry to save my life

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.
Mylene: Bearing gifts of tangled emotion

I stepped out of a supernova and so did you

A video about the universe and it's place in (or out of) religion.



"Religions tells children they might go to hell and must believe, while science tells children they came from the stars and presents reasoning they can believe."

Except I sort of want to quote every single part of this video because the way it talks about the beauty of the universe is overwhelming. Because the beauty of the universe is overwhelming, and I understand so much that feeling of staring up at the night sky and just feeling amazed that I am a part of this infinite, beautiful, eternal thing that is our vast universe it all its glory. (The night sky makes me feel all poetic, forgive me. Our universe just makes me all gooey inside with happiness.)

The stars are the closest thing I have to a religion these days. I spent my first couple of teenage years considering myself Christian before realising I'd made a wrong turn somewhere and that I couldn't hold myself close to a religion that hated so many things that I embraced. I spent more years trying to escape the guilt and fear that my short time as a Christian had instilled in me than I spent actually being part of the religion in the first place. That terror of hell remained with me for a long time even after I denied it.

After that I considered myself Pagan for almost a decade, embracing that completely and feeling comfortable in a way the church had never quite made me feel. And after I lost that faith I missed it for a long time. It made me really sad to have moved away from what felt so important.

But I don't feel like anything is missing anymore. I don't believe in Gods above or Devils below. I don't believe in divine punishments for sins or supernatural rewards for jobs well done. I don't worship the earth as the god-like being, but respect it instead for what an amazing thing it is, for how it formed, for all its natural intricacies.

This post turned into a personal sort of thing instead of just a video, so I leave you with a quote from the great Carl Sagan:

Consider again that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar", every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there - on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.
X-Men: She keeps looking for patterns

Bed soon, yes please.

The water boiled up in our big pot today tastes like icky and this makes me sad. Tomorrow I'll have to boil in the three smaller ones again. I am excited for the day when we can once again drink water from the tap. It's going to be glorious! (Although apparently very chlorinated? Boo, sadness. Christchurch has always had yummy water.)

On a more deep and philosophical level: The Romulans are far superior to the Vulcans. Discuss.
WW: This side of that dark line

This descends quite quickly into me talking about comic books.

I came back!

Jesus, the sheer number of school kids down at Barrington was incredible. Where did they all come from? Well, okay, Cashmere High School is the answer, because they were all in the maroon jumpers, but that's not my point. It's one pm, shouldn't they be in school? I don't understand kids these days.

Another not understand young people these days (and by young people I'm guessing early twenties which still makes them younger than me): I saw these two guys who looked like they'd stepped directly out of what Hollywood thought nerds looked like in the eighties. Like walking onto a movie set looking at them, but these aren't the uncool kids. Because it's cool now to look like movie nerds. I think. I can't keep up.

(Movie Nerds are, of course, very different to Real Life Nerds. I know plenty of the second type and not one of them resembles in any way the cast of Big Bang Theory/etc. Also, girls. I'm not quite sure why the media still continues with the No Nerdy/Geeky Girls/Hot Chicks Don't Like Geeky Things. Some of the hottest chicks I've ever met were only made hotter by their comic book knowledge.)

Speaking of geekiness, I need this shirt. That's only one of my favourite WW pictures, you guys. I need her against my body, please. (And along that vein: Super Heroes Who Need To Be On More T-Shirts Because I Would So Wear Them: She-Hulk, Domino, Scarlet Witch (even better if she's getting snuggly with Quicksilver), Mystique, Deadpool.)

Oh crap, now I've been distracted googling pictures of Deadpool for the last ten minutes. Damn you, Wade Wilson. Why must I love you so much?

EDIT: Holy crap, NO ONE LET ME UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES BUY WONDER WOMAN BOOTS.
LotR: The stories that stayed with you

Beowulf

You know what we all need? Beowulf as a children's story. I listened to this read out at medieval faire last week and it was brilliant with audience participation.

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EDIT: More Victorian porn! The last ones I linked to were cartoony illustrations, so be warned that these are photos. Very very porny photos. Everyone is really well dressed though, which is awesome.

Aaaand Alison just pointed out that the women on the second one looks like Alan Davies. Watching QI will never be the same.
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Then don't make me say good-bye and don't make me stay

Everyone knows my favourite characters are the Bad Girl types, but you know what type I love even more? It's the Damaged Tough Chick (Who's Secretly Actually Incredibly Breakable) With Childhood Trauma And An Inability To Properly Connect To Other People On An Emotional Level.

(See: Aeryn Sun. See: Faith. See: Kara Thrace.)

This post is actually just my reasoning for why I've watched five episodes of the second season of Legend of the Seeker, a show I had previously told everyone I couldn't stand. But it's NOT MY FAULT, you guys. Because Cara Mason? Cara Mason is just Aeryn Sun with blonde hair, I swear to god. Cold, hard killing machines trained since childhood and starved of love. ♥ ♥ ♥

And my love for Aeryn and all her screwed up emotional problems and epic hotness and serious ability to reduce all people around her to a bloody pulp knows no limits. NO LIMITS. Thus I cannot be blamed at all for watching Legend of the Seeker.

This will be my excuse and I am sticking to it so hard. (However, this show? Still so incredibly over the top and camp but... blonde!Aeryn, okay? IF YOU DENY ME ANY VERSIONS OF AERYN SUN I WILL SMITE YOU ALL.)

EDIT: Uh, so, seven episodes in and this is the first time I've looked at the main guy and thought 'I would hit that so hard.' You know why? Because now he's EVIL. God, do I ever have a type.
|| Tori: Bouncing off of clouds

I know from my learnings

Went to the museum today and saw the mummy. Was quite happy to find Nephthys on the sarcophagus (for my own geeky reasons) and identified the other Gods and figures for the others. I wish there was more than just the one tiny section for Egypt. One day I will go to the Egyptian Museum in Cairo and die of happy. (One of my many childhood dreams was to be curator there. Because, oh my god, Egyptology for the win.)

Then I went and licked all over the Victorian antiques room. As the gorgeous filthy thing deserved.

Oh, and there was nachos! And right now we're making waffles in our brand new waffle-maker. (Fuck culture, bitches. WAFFLES.)