Kurtis Scaletta (Mudville, Mamba Point,) has found a use for Google Wave: Group Interviews! (Speaking of- I have 20 invites. If you want one, leave me a commento!)

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If I had a million dollars I'd probably spend half of it on DVDs. *sighs* *browses Amazon*

Had yet another doctor's appointment this morning. Turns out my B12 is fine now but my iron is pretty much nonexistent. Funny how that has never come up before. o.O So that's why I've been so tired. Got some super iron pills for that to take twice a day. (To be followed by a large glass of prune juice, I guess, or I probably won't poop until after Xmas.)

I told her some of the stuff the nutritionist said (like that she hardly thought it was gluten allergy and that I could try a different diet for a few weeks but there was no need to be fanatic about it, it quite possibly wouldn't make such a huge difference) and she got angry and told me that it wasn't the nutritionists job to diagnose, it was her job to offer solution to a problem already diagnosed. I didn't even tell her the stuff she said about my kids, although when I talked to my mom on the phone after and told HER she got really pissed off and said I definitely should have mentioned it and even put forward a complain. Well, I'm not brave enough to do that but my doctor said she was going to have a talk with that woman since apparently it isn't the first time she'd been like that. I guess when she called gluten allergy a "fashionable disease" at the beginning of the interview I should have realised maybe she wasn't the right person for me.

Then I asked the doc about my eye which has only been getting worse (woke up this morning looking like Quasimodo's aunt) and she sent me across the hall to see an eye doctor pronto. Turns out I have a... I have no idea what it's called. Sty, I think? Like a fat duct/gland/something that's jammed and it's really painful and swollen and apparently can take a MONTH to go away. Hello, Xmas photos! *headdesk* But at least it's not dangerous. I'm not quite ready to become a pirate.

I'm starting to think my body hates me. Maybe it's an overzealous bigot trying to punish me for all the gay porn it has to endure in the brain 24/7. Think if I eat ten big bags of Skittles it will learn to embrace the rainbow love and stop being such a bitch? It's worth a try.

The immediate:

--It snowed last night, and now it's raining, so the roads are disgusting.
--I have jury duty.
--I have class later tonight.

The longer-term:

--I am unemployed.
--And, seemingly, unemployable.
--I live with my parents.
--I'm constantly sick and can't do much about it.
--My degree is pretty close to useless.
--I miss my dog so much.

The good:
--My family
--And friends.
--And my boyfriend.

I'm sorry I'm so damn depressed all the time lately, it just seems that there's nothing to be done.

And how to let them know that their anti-gay activism is costing them money.

Ahh, tea. Today's tea is gunpowder green mixed with peppermint, as a cure for shoveling. Today's teacup is Paraphilias Involving Bunnies, which I have had since just before college.

Today's morning temperature is 32 degrees on the dot.

And now I am on the job, having been up since seven doing needful snow-related things (and making tea).

It was pretty out there--white snow, black dog, grey morning. (Wasn't that a Joy Chant book back in the day? I should really reread The Grey Mane of Morning one of these years.)

Here, have a holiday card image:


And here's one I took for buymeaclue, in which we can see how inconvenient a long coat can be in heavy snow:

SNOW DAY!


So we're going to get 25-30cm today. Huzzah!


Except I still don't have snow tires on, so boo. They should have been in yesterday. Waiting for Kal-tire to call.


Himself got up this morning and looked out the window at about 10 to six, and everything was pristine clear, so we thought maybe it would miss us, since apparently Timmin's isn't getting as much snow. But by the time we came out of the shower the world was covered in white. Himself cleared the car and turned it on at 6:30 and by the time I left ten minutes later it was covered again.

Ghah.


The drive to the hospital was slippery, and the blowing snow made this cool if freaky effect on the road, where in oncoming driver's headlights the pavement would appear to be fluid. But I made it in and saw my one patient (MRI's for everyone!) and then got a call from my doctor saying she was going to close the office today.


I was actually kinda disappointed, cause it was my last day as tomorrow and Friday are teaching days, and yesterday wasn't exactly my most spectacularly knowledgeable showing. I wanted to have a day to remind her that I actually do know something about medicine, really, and have learned a lot these last four months with her. But maybe she'll remember that at my evaluation, and really I know I've learned lots but still have a long way to go, so that should be enough for me.


Of course I'm an A-type and a PGY1 so that's not entirely going to happen, but I'll get there ;-)



Snow day though! So now I'm getting excited. Going to finish the Hand of Isis by Jo Graham today probably - I'm enjoying it, finding it different than Black Ships, which I think I did like better, and rather a bit like Jacqueline Carey's writing. I actually had a dream that they were the same author, and woke up all confused. Getting some Kusheilian readings on this novel, and enjoying it obviously. Its probably not so much writing styles as ideas afloat in the writing world, that woman can be full people with complicated emotional and sexual desires and histories, and its well written. But overall I found Black Ships a tighter storyline, and I'm at once enjoying and disliking the Gods interruptions every few chapters.


Going to hit up some more Big Bang goodness probably, too, as well as practice my presentation for tomorrow and do those modules I have to do. I'd love to go for a run but probably can't in this weather, and making it to the gym is likewise up in the air. Plus I have this fabulous house that I've been neglecting, and need to love a little.


So much to do! And I'm excited to have a full day in which to do it! Hoping people drive safe and stay indoors if they can, though, and that the ER isn't too busy today. Fingers crossed.

Yeah, I was right, as usual the tickles of stirring self-confidence were actually just me being a fucking tool and ruining everything. It always is, I don't know why I ever expect that it might be anything different. Nothing I do will ever be right, and the harder I try the worse I will fail.

I'm sorry.




This journal will resume in 2010, maybe.

I'm still alive.

Went through my vacation and timesheets about a week ago and realized I still have 7 days of vacation left, so I will be taking tomorrow and Friday off, then Friday next week, and then I will have Christmas through Jan 4 off. Score.

Unexpected snow today. I swear I checked the weather yesterday and it said sunny all week. Thinking I may walk to work in the snow instead of taking the bus.

We rented Borderlands. I love it! I've been playing as Mordecai, because his specialties are SNIPER RIFLES AND PISTOLS. It's like they made a character just for me!

I didn't have access to the latest episode of Supernatural, 'Abandon All Hope', for about a week after it aired, and then I had revision delaying my watching of it, but now the exam is over and, after a moment of 'what - what do people do when they're not revising, again?', it occurred to me that I could finally catch up.


( Spoilers for Supernatural 5.10, 'Abandon All Hope'. )

Lately I'm going through one of those phases where I'm not sure if I really like the person I am, or if I loathe her utterly and all that she's become. Maybe all of these things are true. It seems like every time I've had any self-confidence in life, it's turned out to be incorrect and damaging, so I can't tell if what I feel now is a genuine temporary sanity or if it's just another case of my broken brain sending bad signals.

New Etsy stuff will go up on the site tomorrow sometime, probably in the afternoon.

Erinna just sent me an email which included the line "I am sorry I don't support your breakdown. Next time I will throw rocks at you." This is an example of why she is one of the best people I have ever known.

Edit: Oh! also, today my co-worker & friend Vanessa was having a really shitty day at work, so I wrote her a story to cheer her up:

-Tractorbeam, Pi Day for elizardbits
-B5 J2, Christmastime for tanpopo03
-Tractorbeam, Groundhog Day for boomrobotdog
-CFUD, tentacled horrors for nightangelca

My Granny had a stroke again. We don't know more yet.

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My fandom_stocking is here - please fill it! And let me know if your stocking is up there and I'll see what I can do to fill it...

Wheee, it's a birthday!!! Wishing the very happiest of birthdays to the lovely siluria.

I hope 2010 brings you joy and laughter and pleasure in whatever comes your way (okay, and also a wagon-load of sexy dusty cowboys ;).

Thank you for your online friendship, it's been much fun knowing you.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Lance surprising Gabourey Sidibe on Leno made me so so happy (and made me a fan of Gabourey).

I just sat through a fairly tedious episode of My Family (a show that was never brilliant but was certainly much better in its earlier seasons) to watch John Barrowman play The Doctor (and as a bonus, there was a cute little pig). Fandom - it just does things to our brains.

If I took a representative sample of the last bunch of pictures I've saved, my deep fannish desire would look like a NCIS:LA/Glee/Adam Lambert/MCR crossover.

And I totally would read and/or watch that, or any combination thereof. (Adam Lambert on Glee is an actual rumoured possiblity - hope its good if it does come about.)

Though actually, MCR on Glee would tickle me pink! For some reason they are there, and everyone expects these rock dudes to make fun of glee clubs but then Gerard would be all :DDDD and telling the kids how inspiring they are and lecture them endlessly about being individuals and blah blah blah (oh god, I've turned Gerard into Mr Schuester!) and Ray would talk guitars with Artie, and Frank would be like "my dog likes to do the Single Ladies dance!" and then there'd be a fun cover version of an MCR song - but I can't think of one that'd be appropriate for Glee...Teenagers? Ghost of You?

Most of all, I want all the NCIS:LA Sam/G IN THE WORLD (with lots of Hetty, Kensi, Dom and Eric - Nate, I can kinda take or leave at this point). I think I've successfully pimped neery into the show, and am so proud of myself :D

I am going slightly delusional (I'm currently lip-syncing very enthusiastically to "Mr. Roboto" right now, for instance) with lack of sleep but I have to stay awake so I'm updating my journal to keep me going while I take a study/writing break. I'm going to take a shower after this to wake myself up more, but I figure I should wait until like 6:30, so if I wake my suitemates up, it won't be ungodly early. This makes sense in my head.

My OTP continues to make really happy. Jon posted a link to Empires site today on Twitter AND he finally started following Tom! This is small, yes, but come on, I haven't gotten this much Jon/Tom canon in like, two years, I'm soaking it up.

Oh God, I'm so tired, I took a Sporcle quiz about famous bears and one of the things was "famous ride at Disney World" and I tried to answer "Jungle Bear Jamboree" when the answer is Country Bear Jamboree. A Jungle Bear Jamboree would be really fucking sweet, though.

This paper I'm writing is about the record industry being douchebags and how the internet has changed everything for musicians and shit and I'm this close to quoting Empires/Tom about how they're doing everything on their own because it makes them stronger and all that other earnest shit about sharing music that Tom loves to say. That'd be totally ridiculous and insane and I'm trying not to, but this paper is due in 8 hours and I have a final in 3 (ihu geology. ihu so much), so it really just might have to happen. It only has to be 5 pages though and I have 3, but it was originally supposed to be 10, so I dunno what my professor really wants. But HEY. This is the last time I ever have to wonder that because 10 hours from now? I WILL BE DONE WITH COLLEGE. WEIRD, RIGHT? Also terrifying, but I'll just go with weird for now.

Speaking of weird! I watched that Jesse Ventura Conspiracy Theory show this morning. LOL WOW is basically my reaction. I love a good conspiracy theory and I think there are some truths to some of them but this is just fucking hilarious. HE HAS A WAR ROOM GUYS. He has a war room where his team presents him with the evidence and they all call him Governor 100% of the time. Like, I get that that's a courtesy thing, like why we still call former presidents President Carter or Clinton or whatever, but because it's Jesse Ventura it just seems hilarious. Anyway he was investigating the HAARP thingy up in Alaska and when they went there and tried to get in, the dude was all "It's just a research place but you can't come in." and Jesse, with his bald head and ponytail, was all "I AM A NAVY SEAL AND I KNOW THE NAVY DOES NOT KEEP SECRETS FROM NAVY SEALS UNLESS IT IS MORE THAN JUST RESEARCH. ALSO I GET ANGRY WHEN PEOPLE TRY TO INTIMIDATE ME LIKE THIS. YOU WOULDN'T LIKE ME WHEN I'M ANGRY. AND DID I MENTION I AM A NAVY SEAL?" (ok it's possible I'm embellishing here but you get the picture.) Basically this is the most amazing television show I have ever seen. BUT I have not seen Steven Seagal: LAWMAN yet, so this is subject to change.

Oh man the main article I'm using for this paper just referenced Ian MacKaye of Fugazi. MARRY ME ARTICLE. In case you were unaware, I love Fugazi more than any person should. I still need to make a shirt that says something like "This is not a Fugazi shirt."

And oh dude, I'm so pissed at the puzzle game I linked to the other day. I got to level 88 (and I wonder why I have to pull all nighters) and I completed the puzzles and whatever AND IT WON'T LET ME PASS. I've done it like 7 times and even completed the puzzle in different ways and it still won't accept it. I have never been so angry at a puzzle in my whole life.

I should probably be wrapping this up now because I'm realizing I'm sounding crazier by the minute, so to end, have the greatest picture I have ever seen (right-click->view for bigger, I resized with html)

So, the snow we got...last week? Is slowly melting away. Allegedly, we're getting more coldness (-5, WOAH ;) ) this weekend, hopefully we'll get more white stuff too. *crosses everything*

*

Getting a haircut today! So exciting! My hair is all boring and wintercolored. Plan is for something asymmetrical with bangs and bleaching the bangs. Hopefully it shall rock.

*

Third day in a row I have time off, and after tomorrow evenings shift, I have three more days.

*

I dreamed of whales, Lionel and Lex Luthor, and having to get up for work despite being, like, in the Carribean. My brain is a strange place.

Here, have a clip.



I love the interviewer. XD

Pam Grier in a chainmail bikini. No, fuck you, floating heads.

But nevertheless, I woke up this morning to find ( this on my keyboard )

-I rang up my ISP to check up on my billing and apparently they owe me a broadband connection that's four times faster than what I've got now. For the same price. :O HOLY SHIT. Woo! Of course, some of you may laugh as this is a measly 8MB connection, but it's still better than bloody 2MB. I just don't know if they can roll this over before Christmas, but here's hoping--it'll take a few weeks at least. BUT OMG. PLEASE. THE TIMECOCK NEEDS A BROADER BAND.

-And I am also apparently getting a RAM upgrade if I'm lucky, as an early Christmas present. This will come in handy, especially as I'm getting fucked over with other money-related stuffs at the moment. Raagh. But I have to do it TODAY and it's going to be scary to give my lappy away for a couple of hours, just because I can't get this fucker open myself. But that should be a good excuse to go and abuse the parentals' sauna and dye my hair or something. *restless fidgeting* must think of something to do.

-In other news, Photofunia.com have added gorgeous new filters to their site, here. If only you could get them in higher resolutions... oh, man. Photoshop needs some of these, *hard*. I lovelovelove the old film camera filter.

Thank you so much to bexless and zillahseye for the snowflakes! *snuggles you both*

In unrelated news, tonight I am reviewing the source material for yuletide and trying not to think about my popoffacork challenge fic. I just don't feel especially Christmassy as yet, despite the fact I've already had half my Christmas presents.

Maybe putting the tree up tomorrow will help? \o? At least I have _lolapalooza's santahat icons! :D

well, it's been a year (that doesn't surprise me)
jon/ryan, pg, 4,342 words
college au. a story about second chances.
disclaimed.
thanks to ashlein for hand-holding. thanks to ericaplease and cmonkatiekatie for most excellent and speedy betas. (and foxxcub for running the challenge!)
written for lifeslushlips for the drawn_to christmas exchange. i hope you like it. there is a distressing lack of porn (and angst), but at least it's a pairing you wanted? and an au! it's technically December 9th, and if I don't do this now, I'll forget before work tomorrow and I'll feel lazy after and it'll be a horrible cycle.
yes, i know, only i would steal a song title from a christmas song by wham. don't judge.

( but the very next day )

Title: Jiminy Cricket
Author: acme54
Fandoms: Supernatural/Dexter
Warnings: Some bad language to start. Probably going to be not suitable for anyone younger than 16 on safe side.
What's it about: John and Harry are old friends. This is the first time their familys have met.
This part: J & H talk about Dexter.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Just playing with them.
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( Read more... )
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Sam: Dad, you don't have to worry about us.
John: Of course I do. I'm your father.

It's been a while since I had to use this tag!

Discovered last night that the lovely Paloma Faith was in St Trinian's, which would explain why I thought she was familiar when I saw her music videos.

In related news, I really want to see the second movie and may just go to the cinema when it's out next week. And yes, trust me, I know.

The feral cats' water bowls were frozen solid Tuesday morning.

They'll probably freeze again tonight.

Enough!

I've seen a few people posting their wishlist online, whether it be for their own benefit or for anyone feeling generous, and I think that's kind of a sweet idea.
I didn't really write a wishlist this year for my family, because I really just want money this year, but I thought it wouldn't hurt to write a little ~online~ one, with just small, easy gifts. You know, if you feel like ~spoiling me.
Also, I highhhlyy encourage you to post your own, because I may not have any money now, but I will once I come back from my holiday, and I love spoiling people.
Also, keep in mind that I a) Can take photographs, b) Love Photoshop, c) Um, love you.

( TIS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY )

I'm going to wrap presents now.

So dinner tonight was all kinds of win.

I made the Bacon Potato Leek Soup with a few changes* and it was utterly fantastic. I just served it with some nice sourdough rolls, but it'd be good with a salad or as the soup course in a larger meal.

It was insanely easy except for the part where the only potatoes I had were baby gold and let me tell you, peeling enough baby potatoes to make four cups of diced potatoes is a big pain in the ass.

And! I got to play with my stick blender! Wheeeee! I think it's my new favorite kitchen toy in terms of sheer fun. In terms of practicality, the chopper still wins.

Also, I meant to say that you don't really need a stick blender or any kind of blender. It would have been good if I'd mashed with my trusty potato masher.

*I forgot to get fresh thyme at the store and for some unknown reason I don't have any dried. Also, we have no cognac and I didn't really want to spend the money for some just to cook with.

What was I thinking?

• 13:08 My tummy is full of Butternut Squash soup. Yummy La Bou goodness on a very cold day. 29 degrees when I walked dogs this A.M. #
• 17:28 Awwww, my xmas Taz banner got stolen. He was only up a week. Bye, Taz, hope the theiving asshat gives you a good home. #

Oh, yeah. That was it.
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damn it.
it looks like i'm doing the 30 Day Meme.
because you know, i need something else to procrastinate with.

Good Day - Luce

i'm not a fan of the band. i've never even heard they're other stuff. this song just puts me in a happy place no matter what.
the song, to me, is just about being happy with what you got.
it may not be the best or the most glamorous, but it's yours and it should make you happy.

it's such a laid back song.
no song makes me want to go on a drive on a nice day and roll the windows and belt it more than this song.





( the list of 30 )

I have just one reaction to that whole episode and it is this:

( !!!!! )

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All I can think right now is "God, please let this be for real". Also: "why the fuck am I not sleeping?"

1. Today was pay day.
2. Today I went Christmas shopping.
3. Today I blew all my money from (1).
4. Today, I have $12 to my name, to last me one week.
5. Today, my mum is moving down from QLD.
6. Today, my brother has pissed me off royally.
7. This weekend, I cannot cook dinner for my mum's home coming (5) because of (3).

UGH I AM SO NOT GOOD WITH MONEY, AT ALL. I always feel like I need to get EVERYTHINGATONCE and then later I realise that was STUPID because now I'm poor for a week.

Also, I forgot to buy rodent poison.
This morning, I awoke to find a big HOLE chewed in the side of my loaf of bread. Yesterday, something ate half of my LAST fruit mince pie.
It's good to know I have CREATURES in my kitchen while I sleep. Fuck knows where they come from. It makes me feel really disgusting.

NO MONEY.