[limp wince exhausted smirk] I have a gift for you...
Friday, February 28, 2003
Thursday, February 27, 2003
[3 days? *small, hopeful smile* That's not too long...]
Don't worry, OkapiPrincess, I'd never hurt your dolls, I'm careful about, um, tampering with other people's property. Just can't guarantee the safety of any dolls that find their way into my hands... Though I do still find the eurasianish 'New Scene' barbie - ack, what was her name? Madison? Chelsea? Basingstoke? - quite attractive. But not the actual Barbie barbie - I have dark thoughts about her, she reminds me of Melony...
And I'd still like to go see LoTR wth you. I promise not to laugh derisively at the elves. : ) Or rather, not laugh too loudly...
Finally felt well enough to go back to the school library and finish updating the database. Not quite sure what happened, but - the preps were all new students, fair enough they had no library record and had to be put in from scratch, but I would've thought the other students, having been at the school last year, would've already had records and all I'd have to do was edit them to update their year level/class name. Nothing is ever simple, is it? Gods know why but none of the other students were on the database either so I had to create their records from scratch as well. Not a problem, really, it's a small school and it only took a couple of hours - very easy to do. So now, hopefully, everyone is on the library database and I can keep my fledgling reputation for efficiency.
There's a travelogue sort of program on Discovery Channel (or the Coffee Channel - as the cubs used to call it when they were about 3. Had us wondering for days why they called it that, I mean, there hadn't been any programs about coffee that we knew about : ) in New Zealand. Lots of steep mountains and deep gorges and icy rivers. *sigh* Love to visit there.
[*smirk* Heh, who needs a helicopter to get access to these places?]
Tch, I'm craving real (ie: fresh brewed) coffee. Have to ask soulsis if she can get me some of the organic East Timor grown coffee at the market on saturday. And speaking of organic coffee, found a NZ brand of instant coffee in the supermarket last week. It's OK, I guess, a couple of notches about International Roast but not as good as Moccona. Hn, probably on a par with Nescafe but not quite as bitter. Mind you, that was the powdered type I tried, they have a granulated type as well, which might be nicer. I'll try that next time.
Oooh bloody Legolas!
'The red sun rises, there was blood spilt last night...'
No-fucking-shit, sherlock.... Elves...
Don't worry, OkapiPrincess, I'd never hurt your dolls, I'm careful about, um, tampering with other people's property. Just can't guarantee the safety of any dolls that find their way into my hands... Though I do still find the eurasianish 'New Scene' barbie - ack, what was her name? Madison? Chelsea? Basingstoke? - quite attractive. But not the actual Barbie barbie - I have dark thoughts about her, she reminds me of Melony...
And I'd still like to go see LoTR wth you. I promise not to laugh derisively at the elves. : ) Or rather, not laugh too loudly...
Finally felt well enough to go back to the school library and finish updating the database. Not quite sure what happened, but - the preps were all new students, fair enough they had no library record and had to be put in from scratch, but I would've thought the other students, having been at the school last year, would've already had records and all I'd have to do was edit them to update their year level/class name. Nothing is ever simple, is it? Gods know why but none of the other students were on the database either so I had to create their records from scratch as well. Not a problem, really, it's a small school and it only took a couple of hours - very easy to do. So now, hopefully, everyone is on the library database and I can keep my fledgling reputation for efficiency.
There's a travelogue sort of program on Discovery Channel (or the Coffee Channel - as the cubs used to call it when they were about 3. Had us wondering for days why they called it that, I mean, there hadn't been any programs about coffee that we knew about : ) in New Zealand. Lots of steep mountains and deep gorges and icy rivers. *sigh* Love to visit there.
[*smirk* Heh, who needs a helicopter to get access to these places?]
Tch, I'm craving real (ie: fresh brewed) coffee. Have to ask soulsis if she can get me some of the organic East Timor grown coffee at the market on saturday. And speaking of organic coffee, found a NZ brand of instant coffee in the supermarket last week. It's OK, I guess, a couple of notches about International Roast but not as good as Moccona. Hn, probably on a par with Nescafe but not quite as bitter. Mind you, that was the powdered type I tried, they have a granulated type as well, which might be nicer. I'll try that next time.
Oooh bloody Legolas!
'The red sun rises, there was blood spilt last night...'
No-fucking-shit, sherlock.... Elves...
Wednesday, February 26, 2003
[*cross with self for moping* This is ridiculous! It's not like I didn't know how to amuse myself before I met 'lestrel... *eyes lemon tree* Hmm, lights are on. I could pay them a little visit. Better than sitting around here feeling sorry for myself...]
Welcome back, Talon!
Home schooling? *eyes wide* Jeez, you're brave - or something. Much as I love my boys and have conniptions sometimes about them being out of my care, my relationship with them would suffer enormously if I had them with me 24/7. As for the head to head clashes that are occuring now when I make them do their homework - not to mention the heart-rendingly melodramatic tantrums - I'd hate to think how that would escalate if I was actually trying to get them to work full-time. No thanks. I like and trust their teachers. I like the school they're going to. I love my cubs even more when I have time away from them... *g*
I took myself off to see Two Towers again today.
Hee hee hee - I saw the elf stumble - hee hee hee.
Fair enough, it was after a 3 day forced march with no food and rest but still, mr graceful-nancy-boy stumbled and the human didn't. I really don't like elves - have I told you that? - and while I didn't exactly cheer each time one of them copped it at the siege, I did smirk a little. Actually, the company of elvish archers who turned up to save the day (well, more like delay the losing of the day so the actual heroes could save it later) reminded me of Vulcans, in their grey, hooded cloaks and pointy helms. Not that keen on Vulcans either... maybe it's the ears?
I do like the riders of Rohan, though; I like their clothes, I'm remarkably at ease with their society, I love where they live - brilliant flying country, that - bare, snowy mountains and wind-streaked, grassed plains *happy sigh*, I could live there.
Still prefer the burly horselords to the poncy elves. Bathe Ehomah and bring him to my tent!
Heh, on second thoughts, just bring him to my tent, I'll bathe him myself... *eg*
Months and months ago Vegemite (a black, visciously uber-salty spread we're blessed with in Aus) had a promotional offer where you could get a 'free thing' if you sent in x number of tokens. The 'free thing' in this case was a play mat/place mat sort of... thing that had a very simple maze around which you could shove a picture of some vegemited toast. The toast was stuck onto a magnet and the idea was to use your cutlery to move the toast around. Anyway, the cubs hounded me to get them these placemats. I said no, it wasn't worth considering, I would've had to spend $15 on vegemite to get two 'free' placemats. I'm the only one who eats the stuff and even I couldn't get through $15 worth by the time their use-by date went past. Soon enough, the commercials stopped running and the cubs forgot all about it.
I found 2 of the placemats today in an op-shop for 50c each. :) I'm not sure about the message they're putting out, though.
There's a cartoony picture of a girl - with a book, and a boy - with a skateboard. Hmm. OK, at least the girl isn't carrying a doll. But it gets worse. The playmat is littered with little phrases about what good things vegemite can do for you. Around the boy is 'fast reflexes', 'bright and alert', 'lots of energy'. Around the girl is 'puts a rose in every cheek', 'soft skin', 'shiny hair'.
What? Reflexes and alertness have no relevance to girls? 'Shiny hair' is something that boys needn't bother with as long as they can run fast and kick a football?
Grrrr... gender stereotyping starts early.
I must've been an awkward child, I refused to do as expected. I stopped getting dolls as presents very early on when it was noted that I didn't so much play with them as tie them up and torture them. I can still remember the sorts of things I used to do - quite perverse really, but very satisfying. (Incidentally, I'm sure if I did some of those things to a real-life (consenting adult) doll, there'd still be an element of satisfaction.)
And some moron gave me a toy ironing board for my... must've been fourth birthday. 'Just like Mummy's' was emblazoned coaxingly on the front of the box (it's amazing what you remember, isn't it?) and a picture of prissy little girl in a poofy party dress with an unfeasibly large bow in her hair, ironing her dollies clothes. How adorable *gag retch* Yes, give it to me, I do so want to be just like mummy.
That ironing board became 'the plank' of my pirate ship/bed, and the drawbridge over the moat of my castle/bed. I was quite sad to have to leave it behind when we emigrated to Aus...
Of course, I'm all grown up now.
I still don't like dolls all that much, still want to torture and debase them (*smirk* but that's what fictional characters are there for though, isn't it?) and I'd still much rather play pirates and knights than do the ironing...
Welcome back, Talon!
Home schooling? *eyes wide* Jeez, you're brave - or something. Much as I love my boys and have conniptions sometimes about them being out of my care, my relationship with them would suffer enormously if I had them with me 24/7. As for the head to head clashes that are occuring now when I make them do their homework - not to mention the heart-rendingly melodramatic tantrums - I'd hate to think how that would escalate if I was actually trying to get them to work full-time. No thanks. I like and trust their teachers. I like the school they're going to. I love my cubs even more when I have time away from them... *g*
I took myself off to see Two Towers again today.
Hee hee hee - I saw the elf stumble - hee hee hee.
Fair enough, it was after a 3 day forced march with no food and rest but still, mr graceful-nancy-boy stumbled and the human didn't. I really don't like elves - have I told you that? - and while I didn't exactly cheer each time one of them copped it at the siege, I did smirk a little. Actually, the company of elvish archers who turned up to save the day (well, more like delay the losing of the day so the actual heroes could save it later) reminded me of Vulcans, in their grey, hooded cloaks and pointy helms. Not that keen on Vulcans either... maybe it's the ears?
I do like the riders of Rohan, though; I like their clothes, I'm remarkably at ease with their society, I love where they live - brilliant flying country, that - bare, snowy mountains and wind-streaked, grassed plains *happy sigh*, I could live there.
Still prefer the burly horselords to the poncy elves. Bathe Ehomah and bring him to my tent!
Heh, on second thoughts, just bring him to my tent, I'll bathe him myself... *eg*
Months and months ago Vegemite (a black, visciously uber-salty spread we're blessed with in Aus) had a promotional offer where you could get a 'free thing' if you sent in x number of tokens. The 'free thing' in this case was a play mat/place mat sort of... thing that had a very simple maze around which you could shove a picture of some vegemited toast. The toast was stuck onto a magnet and the idea was to use your cutlery to move the toast around. Anyway, the cubs hounded me to get them these placemats. I said no, it wasn't worth considering, I would've had to spend $15 on vegemite to get two 'free' placemats. I'm the only one who eats the stuff and even I couldn't get through $15 worth by the time their use-by date went past. Soon enough, the commercials stopped running and the cubs forgot all about it.
I found 2 of the placemats today in an op-shop for 50c each. :) I'm not sure about the message they're putting out, though.
There's a cartoony picture of a girl - with a book, and a boy - with a skateboard. Hmm. OK, at least the girl isn't carrying a doll. But it gets worse. The playmat is littered with little phrases about what good things vegemite can do for you. Around the boy is 'fast reflexes', 'bright and alert', 'lots of energy'. Around the girl is 'puts a rose in every cheek', 'soft skin', 'shiny hair'.
What? Reflexes and alertness have no relevance to girls? 'Shiny hair' is something that boys needn't bother with as long as they can run fast and kick a football?
Grrrr... gender stereotyping starts early.
I must've been an awkward child, I refused to do as expected. I stopped getting dolls as presents very early on when it was noted that I didn't so much play with them as tie them up and torture them. I can still remember the sorts of things I used to do - quite perverse really, but very satisfying. (Incidentally, I'm sure if I did some of those things to a real-life (consenting adult) doll, there'd still be an element of satisfaction.)
And some moron gave me a toy ironing board for my... must've been fourth birthday. 'Just like Mummy's' was emblazoned coaxingly on the front of the box (it's amazing what you remember, isn't it?) and a picture of prissy little girl in a poofy party dress with an unfeasibly large bow in her hair, ironing her dollies clothes. How adorable *gag retch* Yes, give it to me, I do so want to be just like mummy.
That ironing board became 'the plank' of my pirate ship/bed, and the drawbridge over the moat of my castle/bed. I was quite sad to have to leave it behind when we emigrated to Aus...
Of course, I'm all grown up now.
I still don't like dolls all that much, still want to torture and debase them (*smirk* but that's what fictional characters are there for though, isn't it?) and I'd still much rather play pirates and knights than do the ironing...
Tuesday, February 25, 2003
Hee, just watched a report on Foreign Correspondent (the excellent global current affairs program we get here on our government sponsored channel - which actually isn't as dorky or partisan as it might sound) about an historical re-enactment group in Rome that teaches gladiatorial combat.
That is so cool!
Much as I enjoyed the medieval group I got marginally involved with a while ago, I do have a preference for ancient Rome. : )
Maybe it's the jewelry, maybe it's the clothes, maybe it's the idea that it was perfectly reasonable to own another human being...
*eg*
With luck, on friday night, my girlfriends and I (including Aaron, who's an honourary girl anyway - heck he's got more skin care products than I do! *g*) will be going to see a Gene Kelly movie double.
And, Onna - that sock monkey page was just disturbing.. Funny... but disturbing... *smirk*
That is so cool!
Much as I enjoyed the medieval group I got marginally involved with a while ago, I do have a preference for ancient Rome. : )
Maybe it's the jewelry, maybe it's the clothes, maybe it's the idea that it was perfectly reasonable to own another human being...
*eg*
With luck, on friday night, my girlfriends and I (including Aaron, who's an honourary girl anyway - heck he's got more skin care products than I do! *g*) will be going to see a Gene Kelly movie double.
And, Onna - that sock monkey page was just disturbing.. Funny... but disturbing... *smirk*
Eiri-san is a pisces, eh? That explains the introspection, the self-destructiveness.. oh, and the talent. *smirk*
What's my birthsign, you ask?
Well, pisces actually... *grin* So is Joules...
I watched KittenKong catch her first (I think) adult bird the other day, a female black-bird, it was kind of funny. For a start it was fighting back which impressed madame thunderpaws not at all, those beaks are really sharp.
And then there was the feathers...
On one hand KK was obviously being prompted by the hunting instinct - 'ahah! it moved!' *pouncebite* - but then she'd get a mouthful of feathers - *ptooieptooie* - and then the bloody bird would move again, she'd pounce and get another mouthful of feathers. Oh well, it'll teach her to make clean kills I guess.
The cubs and I were playing superheroes tonight, after watching X-Men Evolution (another program in it's umpteenth run). One decided he had telekinisess, the other had create illusions and I was deemed to have mind control. *eg* Guess who was the villain?
Well, I used my mind-control on the cub with illusion, (who played along very nicely), freezing him to the spot, then as he was struggling futilely against my awesome power, I quietly suggested he use his illusion to make me believe I still had him frozen to the spot, whereupon he would sprint away, drop the illusion from a safe distance and leave me staring at the empty space before roaring - 'Curses! Foiled again! Next time, illusion-lad, next time!'. Both the cubs thought it was marvelous fun. ^~^
Heh, I knew that decade of playing Champions and having the etiquette of superhero combat drilled into me would pay off...
Oh poop. The episode of The Bill that had Lewis Collins in it was on on Saturday and I forgot about it.
[*feeling comfortably full on the lemony treats sent over from the Canteen, a little less lonely and not quite as mopey* Thank you, Onna, much appreciated...]
What's my birthsign, you ask?
Well, pisces actually... *grin* So is Joules...
I watched KittenKong catch her first (I think) adult bird the other day, a female black-bird, it was kind of funny. For a start it was fighting back which impressed madame thunderpaws not at all, those beaks are really sharp.
And then there was the feathers...
On one hand KK was obviously being prompted by the hunting instinct - 'ahah! it moved!' *pouncebite* - but then she'd get a mouthful of feathers - *ptooieptooie* - and then the bloody bird would move again, she'd pounce and get another mouthful of feathers. Oh well, it'll teach her to make clean kills I guess.
The cubs and I were playing superheroes tonight, after watching X-Men Evolution (another program in it's umpteenth run). One decided he had telekinisess, the other had create illusions and I was deemed to have mind control. *eg* Guess who was the villain?
Well, I used my mind-control on the cub with illusion, (who played along very nicely), freezing him to the spot, then as he was struggling futilely against my awesome power, I quietly suggested he use his illusion to make me believe I still had him frozen to the spot, whereupon he would sprint away, drop the illusion from a safe distance and leave me staring at the empty space before roaring - 'Curses! Foiled again! Next time, illusion-lad, next time!'. Both the cubs thought it was marvelous fun. ^~^
Heh, I knew that decade of playing Champions and having the etiquette of superhero combat drilled into me would pay off...
Oh poop. The episode of The Bill that had Lewis Collins in it was on on Saturday and I forgot about it.
[*feeling comfortably full on the lemony treats sent over from the Canteen, a little less lonely and not quite as mopey* Thank you, Onna, much appreciated...]
Monday, February 24, 2003
[*sitting in the middle of the bower, fingers trailing disconsolately through the jasmine petals* ... it's only been a day... *sighs, takes out bishie-'lestrel pic and props it up so it can be seen by sooky tenshi while she drops off to sleep*]
Let's hear it for aspirin! I feel almost human...
Had a sore throat for a couple of days which magically transformed into a chest cold while I was sleeping last night. Oh joy. Spent most of the day zoning out on the couch while the cubs ran rampant around me. Needless to say, I didn't get any writing done, as I'd hoped to. Well, that's not quite true, managed to do a couple of paragraphs but nothing that can be shown to anyone yet.
Joules said I couldn't possibly have caught this off of her - she was poorly last week, remember? - but you never know with these computer viruses...
Bloody effing Cartoon Network (I'm not putting them in capitals, they don't deserve it) last thursday was the DBZ episode where Majin Buu's puppy gets snuffed. I missed friday's ep, unfortunately, but I thought 'no prob, I'll catch up tonight (monday).'
Humph.
We've gone back to the beginning of the Babidi Saga for gods' sake! *grumble growl* Spose I shouldn't complain, at least we didn't go back to the beginning of the world tournament - again...
Oh well, there's new eps of Samurai Jack coming up in about a week. That's something to look forward too.
Hope you're already feeling relaxed and hoopy, Joules, and that bratling and Goodtwin are having fun too!
Let's hear it for aspirin! I feel almost human...
Had a sore throat for a couple of days which magically transformed into a chest cold while I was sleeping last night. Oh joy. Spent most of the day zoning out on the couch while the cubs ran rampant around me. Needless to say, I didn't get any writing done, as I'd hoped to. Well, that's not quite true, managed to do a couple of paragraphs but nothing that can be shown to anyone yet.
Joules said I couldn't possibly have caught this off of her - she was poorly last week, remember? - but you never know with these computer viruses...
Bloody effing Cartoon Network (I'm not putting them in capitals, they don't deserve it) last thursday was the DBZ episode where Majin Buu's puppy gets snuffed. I missed friday's ep, unfortunately, but I thought 'no prob, I'll catch up tonight (monday).'
Humph.
We've gone back to the beginning of the Babidi Saga for gods' sake! *grumble growl* Spose I shouldn't complain, at least we didn't go back to the beginning of the world tournament - again...
Oh well, there's new eps of Samurai Jack coming up in about a week. That's something to look forward too.
Hope you're already feeling relaxed and hoopy, Joules, and that bratling and Goodtwin are having fun too!
Sunday, February 23, 2003
[*arches eyebrow* What? I'm not going into details, you pervy lot... but I will say that we're very happy with Falan's... service. *smirk*]
Bleuch, it's been very muggy the past couple of days, hot and sticky and generally yuck. Got a few more days of it then hopefully it'll start cooling down again.
I'm undecided. The cubs are well enough to go back to school tomorrow, but I feel like crap and the thought of getting them up and organised is making me wince.
Eh, deal with it tomorrow morning, last thing, like always.
Ok, enough whinging, time to think about plots and stuff.
(Oh, the next Shinju/Okami fic is in the works. Thank you, Onna, again for the inspirational postcard. *g* I really like those two.)
Yay, Ripley! 3 years old! Woohoo! Congrats, Talon, your cub is *gorgeous*, and just think, in two more years she'll be at school...
I'm getting narky with these quizzes that imply if you like pink you can't be hentai/twisted/evil..
Humph! What about Tulip, eh? She's more twisted than most and she's drowning in pink!
Have a wonderful holiday, Joules - we'll try not to miss you too much. *watery smile*
[*sniffle* Make sure the ningen relaxes, tokage...]
Bleuch, it's been very muggy the past couple of days, hot and sticky and generally yuck. Got a few more days of it then hopefully it'll start cooling down again.
I'm undecided. The cubs are well enough to go back to school tomorrow, but I feel like crap and the thought of getting them up and organised is making me wince.
Eh, deal with it tomorrow morning, last thing, like always.
Ok, enough whinging, time to think about plots and stuff.
(Oh, the next Shinju/Okami fic is in the works. Thank you, Onna, again for the inspirational postcard. *g* I really like those two.)
Yay, Ripley! 3 years old! Woohoo! Congrats, Talon, your cub is *gorgeous*, and just think, in two more years she'll be at school...
I'm getting narky with these quizzes that imply if you like pink you can't be hentai/twisted/evil..
Humph! What about Tulip, eh? She's more twisted than most and she's drowning in pink!
Have a wonderful holiday, Joules - we'll try not to miss you too much. *watery smile*
[*sniffle* Make sure the ningen relaxes, tokage...]
Saturday, February 22, 2003
The cubs asked me this morning if it was all right for two boys to marry the same girl. It seems they both like the same little girl in one of their classes.
*blink* Not a fair question when I'd only just woken up. Was too fuzzy to answer with any clarity beyond 'it's illegal to do that' without explaining that if all three are in agreement then there's bar to them all being together, or sharing - just not married.
*head in hands* Just the other day someone was making jokes about them bringing home the same girl...
Here's the coloured version of Joules' bishie-'lestrel pic. Mmmmmm.....
[... still MINE!!]
(I like the idea of the artists get together, Onna, I'd be there like a shot! Maybe we could do something similar at the AC convention? *crossing fingers*)
I need more practise with light and shadow! (Joules)
*blink* Not a fair question when I'd only just woken up. Was too fuzzy to answer with any clarity beyond 'it's illegal to do that' without explaining that if all three are in agreement then there's bar to them all being together, or sharing - just not married.
*head in hands* Just the other day someone was making jokes about them bringing home the same girl...
Here's the coloured version of Joules' bishie-'lestrel pic. Mmmmmm.....
(I like the idea of the artists get together, Onna, I'd be there like a shot! Maybe we could do something similar at the AC convention? *crossing fingers*)
I need more practise with light and shadow! (Joules)
Friday, February 21, 2003
The cubs have come up with a scheme to get rich by selling frozen choc-soy drink ice cubes... Money and food - they are such little Cancerians! ^~^
They're home from school today, which is a little annoying, I was planning on trawling round some nurseries. Eh, can always delay the pleasure for another day...
*pleased, secretive smile* Nope, no hints.
They're home from school today, which is a little annoying, I was planning on trawling round some nurseries. Eh, can always delay the pleasure for another day...
*pleased, secretive smile* Nope, no hints.
So there's a possibility of new YYH toys, eh?
Hope they're better than the last ones...
Sure the action figures of the 4 main charas looked good from a distance, but up close they weren't so hot. The moulding was rough and the paint jobs were generally very sloppy. I would've bought them only I wasn't impressed at all. If there's new toys coming out there might be a chance of some Botan merchandise - that'd be nice...
And finally - new Samurai Jack eps in march. Huzzah! Only been waiting a year for them... *grin - whinge whinge complain complain...*
I think I might go and buy myself some cacti tomorrow...
Hope they're better than the last ones...
Sure the action figures of the 4 main charas looked good from a distance, but up close they weren't so hot. The moulding was rough and the paint jobs were generally very sloppy. I would've bought them only I wasn't impressed at all. If there's new toys coming out there might be a chance of some Botan merchandise - that'd be nice...
And finally - new Samurai Jack eps in march. Huzzah! Only been waiting a year for them... *grin - whinge whinge complain complain...*
I think I might go and buy myself some cacti tomorrow...
Thursday, February 20, 2003
'Divorced, beheaded, died - divorced, beheaded, survived...'
Katharine of Aragon
Which Wife of Henry VIII are you?
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Well that'll teach me... went to lick a dribble of sauce from the side of one of my cast-iron skillets before I washed it.
Chipped one of my front teeth, didn't I? *rolls eyes* Not a bad chip, just a little indentation in the bottom edge, not painful but enough to feel the irregularity with my tongue and lip.
I've been helping in the school library, I think I've mentioned this before. I'm really enjoying it. : )
The thing is, parents are encouraged to help out around the school, to volunteer for things - it helps lower the running costs and creates a feeling of 'community', apparently. While the cubs were in prep and Year 1 I volunteered for PMP (perceptual motor program), which wasn't too bad, even if it meant I worked up a sweat supervising little groups of boisterous brats through the exercises and had ringing ears and a hoarse throat from trying to make myself heard over the chaos. But Year 2's don't do PMP which left me with the options for volunteering for the canteen, or helping in the classroom with reading and math, none of which appealed at all.
Very pleased when I found out I could work in the library. *g* I'll happily spend 5 hours a week there where I'd begrudge that 5 hours over a term doing anything else.
Today was a bit of an adventure too - I was attempting to update the borrowers list, delete the students who had left the school and add the new preps. A straight-forward task, one would think? Yes, if the users manual had been any help at all. After 2 hours of trial and error on mine and the school secretary's part, we got it sussed. Was actually very simple - I'd been trying to delete the barcoded numbers for the ex-students, with no success at all.. turns out I didn't need to do that, I simply had to overwrite the details of the old student with the new... *sigh* Still, I feel like I've achieved something today, and when I go in tomorrow to update the rest of the school list (shifting them all up a grade, basically) it won't take me long at all! *g*
I made myself more rice paper roll-up things tonight. Almost the same as last time only with fresh coriander this time, and a sprinkling of crushed, roasted peanuts... Mmmmm....
Chipped one of my front teeth, didn't I? *rolls eyes* Not a bad chip, just a little indentation in the bottom edge, not painful but enough to feel the irregularity with my tongue and lip.
I've been helping in the school library, I think I've mentioned this before. I'm really enjoying it. : )
The thing is, parents are encouraged to help out around the school, to volunteer for things - it helps lower the running costs and creates a feeling of 'community', apparently. While the cubs were in prep and Year 1 I volunteered for PMP (perceptual motor program), which wasn't too bad, even if it meant I worked up a sweat supervising little groups of boisterous brats through the exercises and had ringing ears and a hoarse throat from trying to make myself heard over the chaos. But Year 2's don't do PMP which left me with the options for volunteering for the canteen, or helping in the classroom with reading and math, none of which appealed at all.
Very pleased when I found out I could work in the library. *g* I'll happily spend 5 hours a week there where I'd begrudge that 5 hours over a term doing anything else.
Today was a bit of an adventure too - I was attempting to update the borrowers list, delete the students who had left the school and add the new preps. A straight-forward task, one would think? Yes, if the users manual had been any help at all. After 2 hours of trial and error on mine and the school secretary's part, we got it sussed. Was actually very simple - I'd been trying to delete the barcoded numbers for the ex-students, with no success at all.. turns out I didn't need to do that, I simply had to overwrite the details of the old student with the new... *sigh* Still, I feel like I've achieved something today, and when I go in tomorrow to update the rest of the school list (shifting them all up a grade, basically) it won't take me long at all! *g*
I made myself more rice paper roll-up things tonight. Almost the same as last time only with fresh coriander this time, and a sprinkling of crushed, roasted peanuts... Mmmmm....
[standing on bank of pond with tenshi] The water's been filtered… [leans down to taste, grimaces, stands and crosses arms over chest, tail flicking] And all the micro-organisms have been filtered out… [points to wrinkled green and brown tubers floating on the surface] Those are vahanah bulbs. Dead vahanah bulbs. You won't ever have seen vahanah. It's incredibly rare. The plant only blooms once every 50 years. It's a glorious sight, shimmering silver and pink flowers the size of your hand, and the fragrance is… [shakes head] It changes depending on the ambient temperature. Sometimes it's a little like jasmine, other times like roses, or night-flowering stocks, or hyacinth… Impossible to describe, but extraordinarily beautiful. And the flowers last for a full year, floating on the surface of the water, trailing fragrant, tasty leaves - fish love them - below, long stems anchoring them to the bottom.
While you were away last year, I went hunting for some for you. For a surprise present. The tubers were 49 years old, due to flower later this year. They cost me an enormous amount of effort and personal pain to acquire, and they were the last available specimens in the galaxy. But they have a weakness. They're very sensitive to their environment and will only survive in water with the right constituents. I had to add native water and leave the pond to settle for three days, for the microbes to multiply and create the right microsystem, before I could plant them.
It would have been so beautiful, aijin. For you, and for the fish, and for everyone else who visits.
And now they're all dead, and there won't be any more available for 50 years.
[snarl, tail lashing] Right now all I want to do is reduce the lemon tree and anyone who might be in it to atoms. One more 'incident' like this and I will. Tell your 'guests' (Guests? Hah! I've met better behaved fucking vandals!) to stay within the tree's boundaries - if I catch any of them outside I'll rip their fucking heads off.
[growling to hide rising tears] I'm going to find something to destroy. If I stay here I'll only kill someone.
While you were away last year, I went hunting for some for you. For a surprise present. The tubers were 49 years old, due to flower later this year. They cost me an enormous amount of effort and personal pain to acquire, and they were the last available specimens in the galaxy. But they have a weakness. They're very sensitive to their environment and will only survive in water with the right constituents. I had to add native water and leave the pond to settle for three days, for the microbes to multiply and create the right microsystem, before I could plant them.
It would have been so beautiful, aijin. For you, and for the fish, and for everyone else who visits.
And now they're all dead, and there won't be any more available for 50 years.
[snarl, tail lashing] Right now all I want to do is reduce the lemon tree and anyone who might be in it to atoms. One more 'incident' like this and I will. Tell your 'guests' (Guests? Hah! I've met better behaved fucking vandals!) to stay within the tree's boundaries - if I catch any of them outside I'll rip their fucking heads off.
[growling to hide rising tears] I'm going to find something to destroy. If I stay here I'll only kill someone.
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
Oh, now here's a surprise... *rolls eyes* Honestly there are times I feel like I'm a rabbit amongst wolves...
How evil are you?
*blinks - growls* What the photon is friggin' Barney doing on the quiz result?? That abomination, that icon of homogenousity and PC blandness just can't be associated with good! *feathers ruffled - if there was a tail it would be lashing...*
Hn. Judging by the racket going on outside it looks as if KittenKong has progressed from rats and mice to possums. Tch.
How evil are you?
*blinks - growls* What the photon is friggin' Barney doing on the quiz result?? That abomination, that icon of homogenousity and PC blandness just can't be associated with good! *feathers ruffled - if there was a tail it would be lashing...*
Hn. Judging by the racket going on outside it looks as if KittenKong has progressed from rats and mice to possums. Tch.
Tuesday, February 18, 2003
[snort] You think I'd want to go back to the LRBar after yesterday? My first visit there, all I wanted was a drink for us, I even said please, and what happens? I get subjected to Mijuku's unwanted attentions, rocks thrown at me, flirted at then bloody threatened! [growl] Last time I do any favours for damn pure-bloods.
Let's hunt. Them, preferably.
Unless there are any of those rice paper roll-up things left...?
Let's hunt. Them, preferably.
Unless there are any of those rice paper roll-up things left...?
[*plaintive pout* I'm hungry now after all that... exercise, aijin. Shall we go to the LRbar or would you rather go hunting?]
I had the nummiest dinner tonight. I made rice paper roll-ups with vermicelli (cellophane noodles), fresh basil and chives, splashes of soy sauce, fish sauce and vinegar, and shredded, grilled, marinated chicken... YUM!! Absolutely stuffed myself stupid on them. : ) Heh, looks like I've got my interest/enthausiasm for cooking back again after a long, long hiatus...
And for dessert housemate filled up my little fishie rice bowl with dolly mixture and Edinburgh rock, which was wonderfully generous an' all but very very bad cos now that I've scoffed the lot I'm going to have a sugar crash in about an hour and wake up tomorrow with a sugar hangover...
I had the nummiest dinner tonight. I made rice paper roll-ups with vermicelli (cellophane noodles), fresh basil and chives, splashes of soy sauce, fish sauce and vinegar, and shredded, grilled, marinated chicken... YUM!! Absolutely stuffed myself stupid on them. : ) Heh, looks like I've got my interest/enthausiasm for cooking back again after a long, long hiatus...
And for dessert housemate filled up my little fishie rice bowl with dolly mixture and Edinburgh rock, which was wonderfully generous an' all but very very bad cos now that I've scoffed the lot I'm going to have a sugar crash in about an hour and wake up tomorrow with a sugar hangover...
Monday, February 17, 2003
[I love olives! Olives stuffed with fetta cheese, or sun-dried tomatoes, marinated spiced olives, black olives, green olives... mmm.... *images of delicious nibblies shunting aside the image of ham-ham eyeballs on a toothpick..*]
And while we're on the subject of drinkies, I got this from a friend of mine, Penny.
I have to admit to a few 6 star hangovers in my youth before I a: stopped work and couldn't afford to drink anymore, and b: had children and became all grown-up and responsible...
Grant Johnston wrote:
1 star hangover
No pain. no real feeling of illness. You slept in your own bed and when you woke up there were no traffic cones in there
with you.
You are still able to function relatively well on the energy stored up from all those vodka Red Bulls.
However, you can drink 10 bottles of water and still feel as parched as the Sahara.
Even vegetarians are craving a Cheeseburger and a bag of fries.
2 star hangover
No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you have the attention span and mental capacity of a stapler.
The coffee you hug to try and remain focused is only exacerbating your rumbling gut, which is craving a full English breakfast.
Although you have a nice demeanor about the office, you are costing your employer valuable money because all you really can handle is some light filing, followed by aimlessly surfing the net and writing junk e-mails.
3 star hangover
Slight headache. stomach feels crap. You are definitely a space cadet and not so productive.
Anytime a girl or lad walks by you gag because the perfume/aftershave reminds you of the random gin shots you did with your alcoholic friends after the bouncer kicked you out at 1:45 am.
Life would be better right now if you were in your bed with a dozen doughnuts and a litre of coke watching daytime TV.
You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 2 Sausage Rolls and a litre of diet coke yet you haven't peed once.
4 star hangover
You have lost the will to live. Your head is throbbing and you can't speak too quickly or else you might spew.
Your boss has already lambasted you for being late and has given you a lecture for reeking of booze.
You wore nice clothes, but you smell of socks, and you can't hide the fact that you (depending on your gender) either missed an oh-so crucial spot shaving, or, it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the dodgems.
Your teeth have their own individual sweaters. Your eyes look like one big vein and your hairstyle makes you look like a reject from a second-grade class circa 1976.
You would give a weeks pay for one of the following - home time, a doughnut and somewhere to be alone, or a Time Machine so you could go back and NOT have gone out the night before.
You scare small children in the street just by walking past them.
5 star hangover
You have a second heartbeat in your head, which is actually annoying the employee who sits next to you.
Vodka vapour is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy.
You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from brushing your teeth.
Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva, so your tongue is suffocating you.
You'd cry but that would take the last drop of moisture left in your body.
Death seems pretty good right now. Your boss doesn't even get mad at you and your
co-workers think that your dog just died because you look so pathetic. You should have called in sick because, let's face it, all you can manage to do is breathe ..... very gently.
6 star hangover
You arrive home and climb into bed.
Sleep comes instantly, as you were fighting it all the way home in the taxi.
You get about 2 hours sleep until the noises inside your head wake you up.
You notice that your bed has been cleared for take off and is flying relentlessly around the room.
No matter what you do you now, you're going to chuck.
You stumble out of bed and now find that your room is in a yacht under full sail.
After walking along the skirting boards on alternating walls knocking off all the pictures, you find the toilet.
If you are lucky you will remember to lift the lid before you spontaneously explode and wake the whole house up with your impersonation of walrus mating calls.
You sit there on the floor in your undies, cuddling the only friend in the world you have left (the toilet), randomly continuing to make the walrus noises, spitting, and farting. Help usually comes at this stage, even if it is short lived.
Tears stream down your face and your abdomen hurts. Help now turns into abuse and he/she usually goes back to bed leaving you there in the dark.
With your stomach totally empty, your spontaneous eruptions have died back to 15-minute intervals, but your body won't relent.
You are convinced that you are starting to turn yourself inside out and swear that you saw your tonsils shoot out of your mouth on the last occasion.
It is now dawn and you pass your disgusted partner getting up for the day as you try to climb into bed. She/he abuses you again for trying to get into bed with lumpy bits of dried vomit in your hair.
You reluctantly accept their advice and have a shower in exchange for them driving you to the hospital.
Work is simply not an option.
The whole day is spent trying to avoid anything that might make you sick again, like moving.
You vow never to touch a drop again and who knows for the next two or three hours at least you might even succeed.
And while we're on the subject of drinkies, I got this from a friend of mine, Penny.
I have to admit to a few 6 star hangovers in my youth before I a: stopped work and couldn't afford to drink anymore, and b: had children and became all grown-up and responsible...
Grant Johnston wrote:
1 star hangover
No pain. no real feeling of illness. You slept in your own bed and when you woke up there were no traffic cones in there
with you.
You are still able to function relatively well on the energy stored up from all those vodka Red Bulls.
However, you can drink 10 bottles of water and still feel as parched as the Sahara.
Even vegetarians are craving a Cheeseburger and a bag of fries.
2 star hangover
No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay but you have the attention span and mental capacity of a stapler.
The coffee you hug to try and remain focused is only exacerbating your rumbling gut, which is craving a full English breakfast.
Although you have a nice demeanor about the office, you are costing your employer valuable money because all you really can handle is some light filing, followed by aimlessly surfing the net and writing junk e-mails.
3 star hangover
Slight headache. stomach feels crap. You are definitely a space cadet and not so productive.
Anytime a girl or lad walks by you gag because the perfume/aftershave reminds you of the random gin shots you did with your alcoholic friends after the bouncer kicked you out at 1:45 am.
Life would be better right now if you were in your bed with a dozen doughnuts and a litre of coke watching daytime TV.
You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 2 Sausage Rolls and a litre of diet coke yet you haven't peed once.
4 star hangover
You have lost the will to live. Your head is throbbing and you can't speak too quickly or else you might spew.
Your boss has already lambasted you for being late and has given you a lecture for reeking of booze.
You wore nice clothes, but you smell of socks, and you can't hide the fact that you (depending on your gender) either missed an oh-so crucial spot shaving, or, it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the dodgems.
Your teeth have their own individual sweaters. Your eyes look like one big vein and your hairstyle makes you look like a reject from a second-grade class circa 1976.
You would give a weeks pay for one of the following - home time, a doughnut and somewhere to be alone, or a Time Machine so you could go back and NOT have gone out the night before.
You scare small children in the street just by walking past them.
5 star hangover
You have a second heartbeat in your head, which is actually annoying the employee who sits next to you.
Vodka vapour is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy.
You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from brushing your teeth.
Your body has lost the ability to generate saliva, so your tongue is suffocating you.
You'd cry but that would take the last drop of moisture left in your body.
Death seems pretty good right now. Your boss doesn't even get mad at you and your
co-workers think that your dog just died because you look so pathetic. You should have called in sick because, let's face it, all you can manage to do is breathe ..... very gently.
6 star hangover
You arrive home and climb into bed.
Sleep comes instantly, as you were fighting it all the way home in the taxi.
You get about 2 hours sleep until the noises inside your head wake you up.
You notice that your bed has been cleared for take off and is flying relentlessly around the room.
No matter what you do you now, you're going to chuck.
You stumble out of bed and now find that your room is in a yacht under full sail.
After walking along the skirting boards on alternating walls knocking off all the pictures, you find the toilet.
If you are lucky you will remember to lift the lid before you spontaneously explode and wake the whole house up with your impersonation of walrus mating calls.
You sit there on the floor in your undies, cuddling the only friend in the world you have left (the toilet), randomly continuing to make the walrus noises, spitting, and farting. Help usually comes at this stage, even if it is short lived.
Tears stream down your face and your abdomen hurts. Help now turns into abuse and he/she usually goes back to bed leaving you there in the dark.
With your stomach totally empty, your spontaneous eruptions have died back to 15-minute intervals, but your body won't relent.
You are convinced that you are starting to turn yourself inside out and swear that you saw your tonsils shoot out of your mouth on the last occasion.
It is now dawn and you pass your disgusted partner getting up for the day as you try to climb into bed. She/he abuses you again for trying to get into bed with lumpy bits of dried vomit in your hair.
You reluctantly accept their advice and have a shower in exchange for them driving you to the hospital.
Work is simply not an option.
The whole day is spent trying to avoid anything that might make you sick again, like moving.
You vow never to touch a drop again and who knows for the next two or three hours at least you might even succeed.
[... *thoughtful*... The dry roast Ham-ham skins sound delicious, and let's face it, I'm not averse to eating small furry creatures, not at all, I just can't come at the idea of them being blended. The hamtini is making me queasy as it is and if you tell me you're using their eyeballs as olives I'm going to puke...]
Sunday, February 16, 2003
Heh. Someone on the Pros Fanfic list has just announced they've become a grandmother... their new grandaughter's name is Sage...
Took the cubs to ScienceWorks today. Gods I love this Museum Membership; it's already paid for itself twice over in saved entrance fees, and we're going to the Museum and Scienceworks more often cos of the savings. I reckon it'll be a couple of years yet before the cubs decide these places aren't cool to visit anymore. Reminds me, I have a free entry pass to the Zoo that needs to be used before the end of March...
It was fun at ScienceWorks today. During lunchtime there was an OK brassband performing in the small ampitheatre, and for a section of the program they handed out marracas and other bangy.. tch, percussion instruments to some of the kids who then played along with the band. *smug grin* Every other child was sitting down quietly while they shook/banged their instruments, but not my little shnookums. Oh no, they were quite happily haring about up and down the steps in front of everybody (it's the Leo moon, I swear) while they shook their marracas. ^.^ (Honestly, they're not hyperactive, they don't have ADD - they're just enthausiastic...)
There I was idly watching Cardcaptors, something I rarely do more's the pity, when suddenly - Oooh! Pretty angel bishie! Where the heck did he come from? I really need to make the effort to follow this series, and after Joules had emailed me a brief run-down of the yaoi/yuri aspects of the original series it's suddenly become so much more interesting. *grin*
And in support of my theory that birds are EVIL, especially chickens, I direct your attention to the Hamtaro episode 'The Great Chicken Race' (or something), in which the Ham-hams are pursued - relentlessly hunted down - by 3 chickens that escaped from Laura's school. One of them even had an eyepatch for gods sake, proof positive of their evilness!
Right, the plan for this week (she laughingly says) is to do the next Dystopia chapter, and the next AC chapter and ideally have another look at a couple of other things I started a wee while ago. Hn, I can probably do it if I a/ ignore the housework, including cooking, washing up and laundry (the rest is sporadic at best anyway) and b/ I have little to do with the cubs...
Nah, never work, they'd keep hassling me for food if not for cuddles... : )
Wee! Tomorrow's monday... time to myself again... *happy sigh*.
Took the cubs to ScienceWorks today. Gods I love this Museum Membership; it's already paid for itself twice over in saved entrance fees, and we're going to the Museum and Scienceworks more often cos of the savings. I reckon it'll be a couple of years yet before the cubs decide these places aren't cool to visit anymore. Reminds me, I have a free entry pass to the Zoo that needs to be used before the end of March...
It was fun at ScienceWorks today. During lunchtime there was an OK brassband performing in the small ampitheatre, and for a section of the program they handed out marracas and other bangy.. tch, percussion instruments to some of the kids who then played along with the band. *smug grin* Every other child was sitting down quietly while they shook/banged their instruments, but not my little shnookums. Oh no, they were quite happily haring about up and down the steps in front of everybody (it's the Leo moon, I swear) while they shook their marracas. ^.^ (Honestly, they're not hyperactive, they don't have ADD - they're just enthausiastic...)
There I was idly watching Cardcaptors, something I rarely do more's the pity, when suddenly - Oooh! Pretty angel bishie! Where the heck did he come from? I really need to make the effort to follow this series, and after Joules had emailed me a brief run-down of the yaoi/yuri aspects of the original series it's suddenly become so much more interesting. *grin*
And in support of my theory that birds are EVIL, especially chickens, I direct your attention to the Hamtaro episode 'The Great Chicken Race' (or something), in which the Ham-hams are pursued - relentlessly hunted down - by 3 chickens that escaped from Laura's school. One of them even had an eyepatch for gods sake, proof positive of their evilness!
Right, the plan for this week (she laughingly says) is to do the next Dystopia chapter, and the next AC chapter and ideally have another look at a couple of other things I started a wee while ago. Hn, I can probably do it if I a/ ignore the housework, including cooking, washing up and laundry (the rest is sporadic at best anyway) and b/ I have little to do with the cubs...
Nah, never work, they'd keep hassling me for food if not for cuddles... : )
Wee! Tomorrow's monday... time to myself again... *happy sigh*.
Saturday, February 15, 2003
Another funny one from soulsis...
New meds for women
DAMITOL- Take 2 and the rest of the world can go to hell for up to 8 hours.
EMPTY NESTROGEN- Highly effective suppository that eliminates melancholy by enhancing the memory of how awful they were as teenagers and how you couldn't wait till they moved out.
PEPTOBIMBO - Liquid silicone for single women. Two full cups swallowed before an evening out increases breast size, decreases intelligence, and improves flirting.
DUMEROL- When taken with Peptobimbo, can cause dangerously low I.Q. causing enjoyment of country western music.
FLIPITOR- Increases life expectancy of commuters by controlling road rage and the urge to flip off other drivers.
ANTIBOYOTICS- When administered to teenage girls, is highly effective in improving grades, freeing up phone lines, and reducing money spent on make-up.
MENICILLIN- Potent antiboyotic for older women. Increases resistance to such lines as, "You make me want to be a better person...can we get naked now?"
BUYAGRA- Injectable stimulant taken prior to shopping. Increases potency and duration of spending spree.
EXTRA STRENGTH BUY-ONE-ALL- When combined with Buyagra, can cause an indiscriminate buying frenzy so severe the victim may even come home with a Donny Osmond CD or a book by Dr. Laura.
JACKASSPIRIN- Relieves headache caused by a man who can't remember your birthday, anniversary or phone number.
ANTITALKSIDENT- A spray carried in a purse or wallet to be used on anyone too eager to share their life stories with total strangers.
SEXEDRIN- More effective than Excedrin in treating the, "Not now, dear, I have a headache," syndrome.
RAGAMAT- When administered to a boyfriend or husband, provides the same irritation as ragging on him all weekend, saving you the time and trouble of doing it yourself
New meds for women
DAMITOL- Take 2 and the rest of the world can go to hell for up to 8 hours.
EMPTY NESTROGEN- Highly effective suppository that eliminates melancholy by enhancing the memory of how awful they were as teenagers and how you couldn't wait till they moved out.
PEPTOBIMBO - Liquid silicone for single women. Two full cups swallowed before an evening out increases breast size, decreases intelligence, and improves flirting.
DUMEROL- When taken with Peptobimbo, can cause dangerously low I.Q. causing enjoyment of country western music.
FLIPITOR- Increases life expectancy of commuters by controlling road rage and the urge to flip off other drivers.
ANTIBOYOTICS- When administered to teenage girls, is highly effective in improving grades, freeing up phone lines, and reducing money spent on make-up.
MENICILLIN- Potent antiboyotic for older women. Increases resistance to such lines as, "You make me want to be a better person...can we get naked now?"
BUYAGRA- Injectable stimulant taken prior to shopping. Increases potency and duration of spending spree.
EXTRA STRENGTH BUY-ONE-ALL- When combined with Buyagra, can cause an indiscriminate buying frenzy so severe the victim may even come home with a Donny Osmond CD or a book by Dr. Laura.
JACKASSPIRIN- Relieves headache caused by a man who can't remember your birthday, anniversary or phone number.
ANTITALKSIDENT- A spray carried in a purse or wallet to be used on anyone too eager to share their life stories with total strangers.
SEXEDRIN- More effective than Excedrin in treating the, "Not now, dear, I have a headache," syndrome.
RAGAMAT- When administered to a boyfriend or husband, provides the same irritation as ragging on him all weekend, saving you the time and trouble of doing it yourself
Fear ate the elves?
Excellent!
I think Kai should be encouraged to write more elf-destructive fiction. *smirk*
Woohoo! My next Dystopia chapter is named (it's called Disconnect) and has been posted. Thanks, Joules!
On to the next one - and I need to have a think about what's happening in Mahrayne's life...
Excellent!
I think Kai should be encouraged to write more elf-destructive fiction. *smirk*
Woohoo! My next Dystopia chapter is named (it's called Disconnect) and has been posted. Thanks, Joules!
On to the next one - and I need to have a think about what's happening in Mahrayne's life...
Friday, February 14, 2003
Okay my next Dystopia chapter is about ready to post - I say 'my' chapter but Joules had a lot of input. This chapter needs a title too.. Kitty pt 3 just isn't right...
I really shouldn't try eating dinner while Silent Witness is on, or League of Gentlemen for that matter. Put me right of my nori. Eeeuuuwww...
LOLOL. Thank you, Onna, the pic is gorgeous! That has got to be the cutest little outfit I've ever seen! Can I borrow the idea? Your pic put me in mind of one Piro (Megatokyo) did last year of Seraphim - the winged conscience of one of the characters - looking unimpressed in a short skirt and skimpy top, holding the bow and arrow.. the caption was 'Don't make me use this...' *grin*
I really shouldn't try eating dinner while Silent Witness is on, or League of Gentlemen for that matter. Put me right of my nori. Eeeuuuwww...
LOLOL. Thank you, Onna, the pic is gorgeous! That has got to be the cutest little outfit I've ever seen! Can I borrow the idea? Your pic put me in mind of one Piro (Megatokyo) did last year of Seraphim - the winged conscience of one of the characters - looking unimpressed in a short skirt and skimpy top, holding the bow and arrow.. the caption was 'Don't make me use this...' *grin*
Oh, come on!!
*pout* I'm going to have to stop answering truthfully.
Though it is true about the pink things...
You're not even slightly YAOI Hentai
How much of a YAOI Hentai are you?
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*smirk* That's better...
You're 75 % YAOI Hentai!
How much of a YAOI Hentai are you?
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*pout* I'm going to have to stop answering truthfully.
Though it is true about the pink things...
You're not even slightly YAOI Hentai
How much of a YAOI Hentai are you?
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*smirk* That's better...
You're 75 % YAOI Hentai!
How much of a YAOI Hentai are you?
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Thursday, February 13, 2003
The cubs said I was a 'cute dancer' this morning while I was bopping away to the end credits of Hamtaro ^~^...
*giggling*
You are a POSEUR BADASS!
Oh, yes, you're terribly badass, aren't you,
sweetheart? Of COURSE you are! Please. The key
word in badass is "bad", honey. Isn't
there a White Mage Picnic you should be
attending?
What Type of Badass Are You?
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ROFLMAO!!
Just had a look at all the results for this quiz and guess whose pic is there for 'Trigger Happy Badass'?
Yep, that's right, the world's best manager - K! *mmm... that hair, that arse, those seme eyes...*
[And speaking of seme, 'lestrel got 'Pyromanic Badass'. *Completely unsurprised...* Actually, that's suposed to be 'Incendiary Badass'... I think 'pyromanic' is just as appropriate ^.^]
*giggling*
You are a POSEUR BADASS!
Oh, yes, you're terribly badass, aren't you,
sweetheart? Of COURSE you are! Please. The key
word in badass is "bad", honey. Isn't
there a White Mage Picnic you should be
attending?
What Type of Badass Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
ROFLMAO!!
Just had a look at all the results for this quiz and guess whose pic is there for 'Trigger Happy Badass'?
Yep, that's right, the world's best manager - K! *mmm... that hair, that arse, those seme eyes...*
[And speaking of seme, 'lestrel got 'Pyromanic Badass'. *Completely unsurprised...* Actually, that's suposed to be 'Incendiary Badass'... I think 'pyromanic' is just as appropriate ^.^]
Wednesday, February 12, 2003
It occured to me, while I was watching Cardcaptors, that It'd be a shame if Sakura's brother, Tory, and his 'friend' Julian weren't keeping the neighbours awake with steamy Bishie sex...
The cubs called me into their room tonight saying they couldn't go to sleep because they were 'creeped out' by something they'd scared themselves with (couldn't decipher what it was) so I reminisced with them about happy Ham-ham moments until they didn't feel scared anymore, then we discussed - enthausiastically - how each of the ham-hams would deal with the scary thing (Boss would yell at it, Bijou would tie it up in ribbons, Howdy would sweep it away etc)...
Don't laugh, it worked! *grin* And then I suggested we could make some Ham-ham pillows for them to cuddle - I left them happily discussing which character they'd like to have. This is good it means I probly won't have two little bodies creeping into my bed tonight.
Mmmmm... cooking programs... food porn...
I like cooking programs, there's something very viscerally satisfying about watching someone create beautiful food - and then eat it...
I saw some lovely things at the Garden Centre today. By 'lovely things' I mean, of course, 'tat'. : )
As well as the fishie pond 'spitters' there was this really cool hollow rock thing that had frogs on it - you put a lighted candle inside and the light shines through the frogs.. My mum would love that! And multi-coloured flower pots, sets of 3's in purple, pink, orange, yellow...
I bought a little fern. If I can keep it alive it will be the start of my portable fernery...
It's kind of odd, but Bubblegum Crisis is the only program I can ever remember watching where I don't notice the time passing. I'm always surprised when it's finishing. And annoyed, cos it means I have to wait a week until the next episode.
Going to have to get the dvds...
The cubs called me into their room tonight saying they couldn't go to sleep because they were 'creeped out' by something they'd scared themselves with (couldn't decipher what it was) so I reminisced with them about happy Ham-ham moments until they didn't feel scared anymore, then we discussed - enthausiastically - how each of the ham-hams would deal with the scary thing (Boss would yell at it, Bijou would tie it up in ribbons, Howdy would sweep it away etc)...
Don't laugh, it worked! *grin* And then I suggested we could make some Ham-ham pillows for them to cuddle - I left them happily discussing which character they'd like to have. This is good it means I probly won't have two little bodies creeping into my bed tonight.
Mmmmm... cooking programs... food porn...
I like cooking programs, there's something very viscerally satisfying about watching someone create beautiful food - and then eat it...
I saw some lovely things at the Garden Centre today. By 'lovely things' I mean, of course, 'tat'. : )
As well as the fishie pond 'spitters' there was this really cool hollow rock thing that had frogs on it - you put a lighted candle inside and the light shines through the frogs.. My mum would love that! And multi-coloured flower pots, sets of 3's in purple, pink, orange, yellow...
I bought a little fern. If I can keep it alive it will be the start of my portable fernery...
It's kind of odd, but Bubblegum Crisis is the only program I can ever remember watching where I don't notice the time passing. I'm always surprised when it's finishing. And annoyed, cos it means I have to wait a week until the next episode.
Going to have to get the dvds...
Tuesday, February 11, 2003
Had to show you this!!
Go to 'store', then 'hats', then 'character hats' (under 'categories)...
Ham-Ham!! *covet covet*
Thanks, OkapiPrincess! *idiot grin*
Go to 'store', then 'hats', then 'character hats' (under 'categories)...
Ham-Ham!! *covet covet*
Thanks, OkapiPrincess! *idiot grin*
(nicked off Onna's blog:)
//Did this happen in the large meadow about three miles southeast of the bower?
http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/030208/170/382v0.html//
Nah, bit further north than that. Neat idea though, I only heard about it after the fact, couldn't help thinking though that it would've been a bonanza for sun-screen vendors. : )
Good to hear about the tooth, Onna, and about Jim's job prospects, Talon. 'bout bloody time for both of you. : )
Woohoo! The next joint Dystopia chapter is almost done. That's not a bad turn-around since the last ones, eh?
The Zone is only a few obsessives shy of 300 members! Pretty darn impressive!
Waaaay back when the numbers were slowly creeping towards 200, I suggested to Joules that when the membership reached 500 she should do something special, like have an AC convention.
I still think this is a really good idea. Joules told me Ken had suggested that other people organise it and invite her as the 'guest speaker', an even betterer idea! Of course, it probably won't be a huge event, it's unlikely all 500 members could make it, but wouldn't it be fun, even if there was only a few of us? We could have a 'restaurant then pub' night, ply Joules with drinks and questions then sit back and watch with starry-eyed wonder - or dawning horror - the workings of her mind... *smirk*
Let me clarify my earlier comment about OkapiPrincess's dog's cuteness...
I'm a cat person.
Show me a cat and no matter it's parentage, or the state of it's fur or breath, and I'm a puddle of lutramush, however, put the most adorable puppy ever whelped in front of me and my reaction is 'get that slobbering hell-spawn out of my face!'...
I don't like dogs - hence how unusual it is for me to call one 'cute'. :)
Just thought you'd like to know.
//Did this happen in the large meadow about three miles southeast of the bower?
http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/030208/170/382v0.html//
Nah, bit further north than that. Neat idea though, I only heard about it after the fact, couldn't help thinking though that it would've been a bonanza for sun-screen vendors. : )
Good to hear about the tooth, Onna, and about Jim's job prospects, Talon. 'bout bloody time for both of you. : )
Woohoo! The next joint Dystopia chapter is almost done. That's not a bad turn-around since the last ones, eh?
The Zone is only a few obsessives shy of 300 members! Pretty darn impressive!
Waaaay back when the numbers were slowly creeping towards 200, I suggested to Joules that when the membership reached 500 she should do something special, like have an AC convention.
I still think this is a really good idea. Joules told me Ken had suggested that other people organise it and invite her as the 'guest speaker', an even betterer idea! Of course, it probably won't be a huge event, it's unlikely all 500 members could make it, but wouldn't it be fun, even if there was only a few of us? We could have a 'restaurant then pub' night, ply Joules with drinks and questions then sit back and watch with starry-eyed wonder - or dawning horror - the workings of her mind... *smirk*
Let me clarify my earlier comment about OkapiPrincess's dog's cuteness...
I'm a cat person.
Show me a cat and no matter it's parentage, or the state of it's fur or breath, and I'm a puddle of lutramush, however, put the most adorable puppy ever whelped in front of me and my reaction is 'get that slobbering hell-spawn out of my face!'...
I don't like dogs - hence how unusual it is for me to call one 'cute'. :)
Just thought you'd like to know.
Heh, Kittenkong just brought in a rat. It's dead, I assume she caught it herself. Spose I'd better get rid of it now...
I went to visit OkapiPrincess today to give her her birthday present.
I've been watching too much anime cos for a few seconds I actually thought one of her dogs (a Chinese Crested) was cute. You know why? It was the long, spikey/shaggy white fringe over big, golden-brown eyes. Tch.
(Before I continue I'd just like to stress that despite spending my formative years in one of the bogan centres of Melbourne, and despite big, powerful cars making my groin tingle, I am not a rev-head... OK?...)
Saw a Pontiac Transam today. Gorgeous, gorgeous vehicle! Electric royal blue with black trim. *dreamy sigh* The woman driving it, however, looked like she probably hadn't even been born when the car was maunufactured. Tch, how come she's got a Transam and I don't?
[*lying on stomach snuggled next to hybrid - also peering happily into the pond* Pretty fishie! Yep, she can visit anytime... ]
I went to visit OkapiPrincess today to give her her birthday present.
I've been watching too much anime cos for a few seconds I actually thought one of her dogs (a Chinese Crested) was cute. You know why? It was the long, spikey/shaggy white fringe over big, golden-brown eyes. Tch.
(Before I continue I'd just like to stress that despite spending my formative years in one of the bogan centres of Melbourne, and despite big, powerful cars making my groin tingle, I am not a rev-head... OK?...)
Saw a Pontiac Transam today. Gorgeous, gorgeous vehicle! Electric royal blue with black trim. *dreamy sigh* The woman driving it, however, looked like she probably hadn't even been born when the car was maunufactured. Tch, how come she's got a Transam and I don't?
[*lying on stomach snuggled next to hybrid - also peering happily into the pond* Pretty fishie! Yep, she can visit anytime... ]
[lassooed on onna's blog: Senoritafish]
And please, tell that scary Alestrel she's very small and scaly, and wouldn't make much of a meal. Lots of bones, you know.
[lying full length on stomach, tail waving slowly and pensively in the air, chin resting on folded arms, peering into the pond, smiling...] But she's far too pretty to eat...
And please, tell that scary Alestrel she's very small and scaly, and wouldn't make much of a meal. Lots of bones, you know.
[lying full length on stomach, tail waving slowly and pensively in the air, chin resting on folded arms, peering into the pond, smiling...] But she's far too pretty to eat...
Monday, February 10, 2003
[Oooh! Can I watch while she draws? Fish-shaped handcuffs..? o-O;; Heh...]
The sooky romantic is rattling the bars of her cage.
I'm not letting her out - she'll only embarrass me...
OkapiPrincess has told me that you can hire people to do your housework for you in the nude. *grin* Now that'd be a treat.
Wonder if they'll wear frilly aprons?
*sigh* I really shouldn't go looking at what anime dvd's are available when I've got no spare money. It's just depressing.
Tch, there was no Hamtaro today. Annoyed now...
Umm...
You're a Yuri fangirl.
Are you a yaoi fangirl?
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Having seen some of the Cyber City Odeo pics from that russian site Joules recommended, I've got an idea for a Shinju & Okami pwp...
The sooky romantic is rattling the bars of her cage.
I'm not letting her out - she'll only embarrass me...
OkapiPrincess has told me that you can hire people to do your housework for you in the nude. *grin* Now that'd be a treat.
Wonder if they'll wear frilly aprons?
*sigh* I really shouldn't go looking at what anime dvd's are available when I've got no spare money. It's just depressing.
Tch, there was no Hamtaro today. Annoyed now...
Umm...
You're a Yuri fangirl.
Are you a yaoi fangirl?
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Having seen some of the Cyber City Odeo pics from that russian site Joules recommended, I've got an idea for a Shinju & Okami pwp...
Sunday, February 09, 2003
Woohoo! The next two chapters of Dystopia (a Devon and a Kitty chapter) are almost ready to go. Joules, bless her, is going to code and upload them a little later...
Oh and Sue, the Kitty chapter is nothing like the first one, ok?
MmmmMMMmmm.... I've just had described to me the pic that Joules is planning of 'lestrel. Yum! *trying very hard not to be impatient, knowing full well the haddock restraints*
Oh and Sue, the Kitty chapter is nothing like the first one, ok?
MmmmMMMmmm.... I've just had described to me the pic that Joules is planning of 'lestrel. Yum! *trying very hard not to be impatient, knowing full well the haddock restraints*
Saturday, February 08, 2003
[smirks at Talon and onna] Don't ever say I'm not good to you!
[snaffled from onna's blog]
On the other hand, the idea of a bishie wait staff is something I would go for. How about the boyz below to start with?
These are bishies? They look like they have boobs! [blink] Or does the abbreviation include bishojo as well? Anyway.... gender confusion aside, they're not my sort of thing. Too young, too - frail, hair's too short, and with three real-life tails among us I don't see any point in fake ones... This is more 'me'...
[snaffled from onna's blog]
On the other hand, the idea of a bishie wait staff is something I would go for. How about the boyz below to start with?
These are bishies? They look like they have boobs! [blink] Or does the abbreviation include bishojo as well? Anyway.... gender confusion aside, they're not my sort of thing. Too young, too - frail, hair's too short, and with three real-life tails among us I don't see any point in fake ones... This is more 'me'...
Friday, February 07, 2003
[It's not a monstrosity, it's very kawaii... *grin* Oh, sorry, I forgot that means the same thing to you. All I need now is a table...
OK, 'spose I'd better make it official.
*clears throat*
All right, the lemon tree and surrounds (let's say, up to 3 feet beyond the drip line) is now Saiya-jin territory...
Does this mean I have to negotiate a trade treaty for lemony treats from there?]
OK, 'spose I'd better make it official.
*clears throat*
All right, the lemon tree and surrounds (let's say, up to 3 feet beyond the drip line) is now Saiya-jin territory...
Does this mean I have to negotiate a trade treaty for lemony treats from there?]
(nicked from Talon's blog:)
//Uh...*hand up* Lemon tree resident Saiya-jin speaking here...what if we don't want to see that...uh...vision of blueness in a waitress uniform?//
[*SMIRK* Who said anything about it being for your viewing pleasure?
Oooh, 'lestrel! You've got such a clever ningen! I want a copy of that pic...
I don't want to appear ungrateful but - ELVES?! You know how I feel about elves, poncy gits prancing about like they own the place.. *inarticulate grumbling in which the words 'elves', 'sharp implements' and 'fundaments' figure largely*]
//Uh...*hand up* Lemon tree resident Saiya-jin speaking here...what if we don't want to see that...uh...vision of blueness in a waitress uniform?//
[*SMIRK* Who said anything about it being for your viewing pleasure?
Oooh, 'lestrel! You've got such a clever ningen! I want a copy of that pic...
I don't want to appear ungrateful but - ELVES?! You know how I feel about elves, poncy gits prancing about like they own the place.. *inarticulate grumbling in which the words 'elves', 'sharp implements' and 'fundaments' figure largely*]
[tries hard to decide between angry glower, insulted glare and ends up with wounded pout]
That's just mean.
[*organises* sacks of snowdrops, snowflakes, freezias, blue and pink hyacinths, frilly black tulips, purple, white, blue and gold crocuses, jonquils (jonquils?), cyclamen and alstroemeria and a small horde of elves [smirk] to plant them around the bower, then lopes off to the Zone to sulk for a bit, tail twitching irritably...]
[*organises* sacks of snowdrops, snowflakes, freezias, blue and pink hyacinths, frilly black tulips, purple, white, blue and gold crocuses, jonquils (jonquils?), cyclamen and alstroemeria and a small horde of elves [smirk] to plant them around the bower, then lopes off to the Zone to sulk for a bit, tail twitching irritably...]
Thursday, February 06, 2003
[Actually it'll be time for bulb planting soon. Mmmm, yes, freezias, jonquils, grape hyacinths, maybe some tulips - though they don't look tulipy for long... Whites and purples this year I think. Yes, some bulb flowers would look a treat around the bower. Lovely fragrance too... And no, thank you, I won't be needing hamster-jam as a fertiliser so don't even offer...]
[An Okapi (who wishes to remain nameless) suggested to me that black, seamed thigh hi stockings and CFM pumps would be a nice addition to the pink uniform. I have to agree. She also said that 'any fool knows you use blender hamsters on the garden' because then you get Tulips from Hamster Jam... *rolling around laughing* ]
[frowns pensively at Talon...] Now, if tenshi would declare the lemon tree Saiya-jin territory, you could claim diplomatic immunity, and I could make ham-ham milkshakes (thickshakes, cocktails, hors d'oeuvres, whatever) and hand them up the tree... And sit on a lower branch to drink/eat my own... [smirks, pondering recipes for devilled ham-hams, ham-ham casserole, deep fried ham-ham with lemon sauce...]
Wednesday, February 05, 2003
Which Famous Homosexual are you?
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Eleanor Roosevelt! Nice to see you.
A Roosevelt yourself, you married your fifth cousin Franklin; despite the obvious incestuous overtones, your six kids were happy and healthy.
When Franklin got elected, you became perhaps the most controversial first lady ever - you spoke out for the rights of women; for the rights of the poor; for world peace. You were even a member of a union while your husband was in office - and when he died, you were the head of the UN Commission on Human Rights.
All of which is pretty kick ass, but to top things off you had a hot and steamy relationship with the lesbian journalist Lorena Hickok, who was so madly in love with you that she halted her career for you. Unfortunately, you couldn't give up your public life that easily - leaving her heartbroken.
Bitch.
(nicked from Joules' blog:)
//[... prod....... prodprod.....] Hn. I think the ningen's in shock. She's just watched half an episode of Hamtaro so she could see what Lutra's picture was all about and it traumatised her.
[glares at Lutra] You broke my ningen!!!//
Tee hee hee.
Been getting up early to watch Hamtaro - not that I'm seeing much of it anyway, too busy making breakfasts and doing lunches, you know, mummy-stuff.
Right, the next combined chapter in Dystopia is almost ready.
Damn I love these charas! More so because they're all original, I think.
There was something else...
Ah! Onna, I had a dream a little while ago in which you drew me a Kel/'rayne snuggle pic in exchange for something. Blowed if I can remember what it was though. : )
It was a lovely pic too, as I remember.
I think I'd like to get a blender.
*swearing/drooling* Dammit! Joules has just sent me a couple of pics of Nicholas Tse, thoroughly distracted now...
//[... prod....... prodprod.....] Hn. I think the ningen's in shock. She's just watched half an episode of Hamtaro so she could see what Lutra's picture was all about and it traumatised her.
[glares at Lutra] You broke my ningen!!!//
Tee hee hee.
Been getting up early to watch Hamtaro - not that I'm seeing much of it anyway, too busy making breakfasts and doing lunches, you know, mummy-stuff.
Right, the next combined chapter in Dystopia is almost ready.
Damn I love these charas! More so because they're all original, I think.
There was something else...
Ah! Onna, I had a dream a little while ago in which you drew me a Kel/'rayne snuggle pic in exchange for something. Blowed if I can remember what it was though. : )
It was a lovely pic too, as I remember.
I think I'd like to get a blender.
*swearing/drooling* Dammit! Joules has just sent me a couple of pics of Nicholas Tse, thoroughly distracted now...
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
Sometimes I just need fluff...
Niki and I went to see Sweet Home Alabama today. Yes, it was as predictable as anything, but it was soft and sweet and gently funny in places. I enjoyed it. But was the tombstone supposed to wobble when she bumped into it?
Hot. *sigh* And hot yesterday, and tomorrow. Then cooler for a couple of days. Aaargh.
Got this from a site OkapiPrincess found:
I'm a boll-weevil (the last sentence is uncannily accurate), the cubs are collards...
Southern Horoscope Signs.
OKRA (Dec 22 - Jan 20)
Although you appear crude, you are actually very slick on the inside. Okras have tremendous influence. An older Okra can look back over his life and see the seeds of his influence everywhere. Stay away from Moon Pies.
CHITLIN (Jan 21 - Feb 19)
Chitlins come from humble backgrounds. A chitlin, however, can make something of himself if he's motivated and has lots of seasoning. In dealing with Chitlins, be careful. They can erupt like Vesuvius. Chitlins are best with Catfish and Okra.
BOLL WEEVIL (Feb 20 - Mar 20)
You have an overwhelming curiosity. You're unsatisfied with the surface of things, and you feel the need to bore deep into the interior of everything. Needless to say, you are very intense and driven as if you had some inner hunger. Nobody in their right mind is going to marry you, so don't worry about it.
MOON PIE (Mar 21 - Apr 20)
You're the type that spends a lot of time on the front porch. It's a cinch to recognize the physical appearance of MoonPies.Big and round are the key words here. You should marry anybody who you can get remotely interested in the idea. It's not going to be easy. This might be the year to think about aerobics. Or - maybe not.
POSSUM (Apr 21 - May 21)
When confronted with life's difficulties, possums have a marked tendency to withdraw and develop a don't-bother-me-about-it attitude. Sometimes you become so withdrawn, people actually think you're dead. This strategy is probably not psychologically healthy, but seems to work for you. One day, however, it won't work and you may find your problems actually running you over.
CRAWFISH (May 22 - June 21)
Crawfish is a water sign. If you work in an office, you're always hanging around the water cooler. Crawfish prefer the beach to the mountains, the pool to the golf course, the bathtub to the living room. You tend to be not particularly attractive physically, but you have very, very good heads.
COLLARDS (June 22 - July 23)
Collards have a genius for communication. They love to get in the "melting pot" of life and share their essence with the essence of those round them. Collards make good social workers, psychologists, and baseball managers. As far as your personal life goes, if you are Collards, stay away from Moon Pies. It just won't work. Save yourself a lot of heartache.
CATFISH (July 24 - Aug 23)
Catfish are traditionalists in matters of the heart, although one whisker may cause problems for loved ones. You catfish are never easy people to understand. You prefer the muddy bottoms to the clear surface of life. Above all else, Catfish should stay away from Moon Pies.
GRITS (Aug 24 - Sept 23)
Your highest aim is to be with others like yourself. You like to huddle together with a big crowd of other Grits. You love to travel though, so maybe you should think about joining a club. Where do you like to go? Anywhere they have cheese or gravy or bacon or butter or eggs. If you can go somewhere where they have all these things that serves you well.
BOILED PEANUTS (Sept 24 - Oct 23)
You have a passionate desire to help your fellow man. Unfortunately, those who know you best – your friends and loved ones - may find that your personality is much too salty, and their criticism will probably affect you deeply because you are really much softer than you appear. You should go right ahead and marry anybody you want to because in a certain way, yours is a charmed life. On the road of life, you can be sure that people will always pull over and stop for you.
BUTTER BEAN (Oct 24 - Nov 22)
Always invite a Butter Bean because Butter Beans get along well with everybody. You, as a Butter Bean, should be proud. You've grown on the vine of life and you feel at home no matter what the setting. You can sit next to anybody. However, you, too, shouldn't have anything to do with Moon Pies.
ARMADILLO (Nov 23 - Dec 21)
You have a tendency to develop a tough exterior, but you are actually quite gentle. A good evening for you? Old friends, a fire, some roots, fruit, worms and insects. You are a throwback. You're not concerned with today's fashions and trends. You're not concerned with anything about today. You're really almost prehistoric in your interests and behavior patterns. You probably want to marry another Armadillo, but Possum is another possibility.
Niki and I went to see Sweet Home Alabama today. Yes, it was as predictable as anything, but it was soft and sweet and gently funny in places. I enjoyed it. But was the tombstone supposed to wobble when she bumped into it?
Hot. *sigh* And hot yesterday, and tomorrow. Then cooler for a couple of days. Aaargh.
Got this from a site OkapiPrincess found:
I'm a boll-weevil (the last sentence is uncannily accurate), the cubs are collards...
Southern Horoscope Signs.
OKRA (Dec 22 - Jan 20)
Although you appear crude, you are actually very slick on the inside. Okras have tremendous influence. An older Okra can look back over his life and see the seeds of his influence everywhere. Stay away from Moon Pies.
CHITLIN (Jan 21 - Feb 19)
Chitlins come from humble backgrounds. A chitlin, however, can make something of himself if he's motivated and has lots of seasoning. In dealing with Chitlins, be careful. They can erupt like Vesuvius. Chitlins are best with Catfish and Okra.
BOLL WEEVIL (Feb 20 - Mar 20)
You have an overwhelming curiosity. You're unsatisfied with the surface of things, and you feel the need to bore deep into the interior of everything. Needless to say, you are very intense and driven as if you had some inner hunger. Nobody in their right mind is going to marry you, so don't worry about it.
MOON PIE (Mar 21 - Apr 20)
You're the type that spends a lot of time on the front porch. It's a cinch to recognize the physical appearance of MoonPies.Big and round are the key words here. You should marry anybody who you can get remotely interested in the idea. It's not going to be easy. This might be the year to think about aerobics. Or - maybe not.
POSSUM (Apr 21 - May 21)
When confronted with life's difficulties, possums have a marked tendency to withdraw and develop a don't-bother-me-about-it attitude. Sometimes you become so withdrawn, people actually think you're dead. This strategy is probably not psychologically healthy, but seems to work for you. One day, however, it won't work and you may find your problems actually running you over.
CRAWFISH (May 22 - June 21)
Crawfish is a water sign. If you work in an office, you're always hanging around the water cooler. Crawfish prefer the beach to the mountains, the pool to the golf course, the bathtub to the living room. You tend to be not particularly attractive physically, but you have very, very good heads.
COLLARDS (June 22 - July 23)
Collards have a genius for communication. They love to get in the "melting pot" of life and share their essence with the essence of those round them. Collards make good social workers, psychologists, and baseball managers. As far as your personal life goes, if you are Collards, stay away from Moon Pies. It just won't work. Save yourself a lot of heartache.
CATFISH (July 24 - Aug 23)
Catfish are traditionalists in matters of the heart, although one whisker may cause problems for loved ones. You catfish are never easy people to understand. You prefer the muddy bottoms to the clear surface of life. Above all else, Catfish should stay away from Moon Pies.
GRITS (Aug 24 - Sept 23)
Your highest aim is to be with others like yourself. You like to huddle together with a big crowd of other Grits. You love to travel though, so maybe you should think about joining a club. Where do you like to go? Anywhere they have cheese or gravy or bacon or butter or eggs. If you can go somewhere where they have all these things that serves you well.
BOILED PEANUTS (Sept 24 - Oct 23)
You have a passionate desire to help your fellow man. Unfortunately, those who know you best – your friends and loved ones - may find that your personality is much too salty, and their criticism will probably affect you deeply because you are really much softer than you appear. You should go right ahead and marry anybody you want to because in a certain way, yours is a charmed life. On the road of life, you can be sure that people will always pull over and stop for you.
BUTTER BEAN (Oct 24 - Nov 22)
Always invite a Butter Bean because Butter Beans get along well with everybody. You, as a Butter Bean, should be proud. You've grown on the vine of life and you feel at home no matter what the setting. You can sit next to anybody. However, you, too, shouldn't have anything to do with Moon Pies.
ARMADILLO (Nov 23 - Dec 21)
You have a tendency to develop a tough exterior, but you are actually quite gentle. A good evening for you? Old friends, a fire, some roots, fruit, worms and insects. You are a throwback. You're not concerned with today's fashions and trends. You're not concerned with anything about today. You're really almost prehistoric in your interests and behavior patterns. You probably want to marry another Armadillo, but Possum is another possibility.
[snaffled from onna's blog]
*makes little nods with head while holding sore jaw*
Yes, Alestrel, the lemon tree denizens will attempt to entertain the tenshi with our silliness. So, what boundaries have you set - ie: how far can we move away from the lemon tree to be closer to the bower?
Anywhere you like except the bower itself, unless tenshi invites you in (and someone hides the evidence before I get back... [smirk]) You're not restricted to the lemon tree, you know! The ningen doesn't go until the 23rd of February so there's plenty of time, and that tooth should be better by then...
[frowns] A quick ki blast could cure that, y'know... want me to try?
*makes little nods with head while holding sore jaw*
Yes, Alestrel, the lemon tree denizens will attempt to entertain the tenshi with our silliness. So, what boundaries have you set - ie: how far can we move away from the lemon tree to be closer to the bower?
Anywhere you like except the bower itself, unless tenshi invites you in (and someone hides the evidence before I get back... [smirk]) You're not restricted to the lemon tree, you know! The ningen doesn't go until the 23rd of February so there's plenty of time, and that tooth should be better by then...
[frowns] A quick ki blast could cure that, y'know... want me to try?
Monday, February 03, 2003
OK, I've just had a minor heart attack... Went to log on this evening, as is my wont, and kept getting the 'no dialtone' message. Panic!! Because, of course, my first thought was that the line had been disconnected.
It hadn't been.
What had happened was that there was a message in the voice mail (from a wrong number!) and it was clogging up the line. Had to ring the phone company to find out how to clear the message - the land line is purely for internet, the cubs' father and I have mobile phones for our personal calls, heck, I don't even know the land-line number - and then put in a request to loose that particular 'feature' of our service.
Dammit, and there I was breezily saying a couple of years ago that I could live without the net...
Carol, the cubs loved their little surprises, thank you! They've called the popper things 'Hip' & 'Hop'. *grin* Oh, and I've called my cow keyring Elrond...
(nicked from Talon's blog:)
//Oh Lutra, Lutra, Lutra....that is WRONG on SO many levels....I still have nightmares from Xe's Ham-ham fic@!!! *shudder*//
You're exaggerating. *smirk*
I'm quite pleased with how I managed to get Radditztaro to smirk...
A Ham-ham fic? haven't read that one. Do you think I would like it? *grin*
[OK, tokage, if we're going to do this cosplay thing properly you'll need some appropriate clothing too. Bishie, eh? Easy-peasy! Leather... silk... mmmm... a handcuff or two...*drifting off*]
It hadn't been.
What had happened was that there was a message in the voice mail (from a wrong number!) and it was clogging up the line. Had to ring the phone company to find out how to clear the message - the land line is purely for internet, the cubs' father and I have mobile phones for our personal calls, heck, I don't even know the land-line number - and then put in a request to loose that particular 'feature' of our service.
Dammit, and there I was breezily saying a couple of years ago that I could live without the net...
Carol, the cubs loved their little surprises, thank you! They've called the popper things 'Hip' & 'Hop'. *grin* Oh, and I've called my cow keyring Elrond...
(nicked from Talon's blog:)
//Oh Lutra, Lutra, Lutra....that is WRONG on SO many levels....I still have nightmares from Xe's Ham-ham fic@!!! *shudder*//
You're exaggerating. *smirk*
I'm quite pleased with how I managed to get Radditztaro to smirk...
A Ham-ham fic? haven't read that one. Do you think I would like it? *grin*
[OK, tokage, if we're going to do this cosplay thing properly you'll need some appropriate clothing too. Bishie, eh? Easy-peasy! Leather... silk... mmmm... a handcuff or two...*drifting off*]
Oh shit.... not the bloody 'magical girl' thing?! [growl] (I came up Bishonen (again). And the ningen got Psychic as her magical power (no surprise there, then)...)
Though....
Boots, short skirts, skimpy tops.... and what was that you said about hentai, cosplay, tables, senseless, and lack of underwear...? [smirk]
And fluffy punishment...
Maybe when I get back....
Though....
Boots, short skirts, skimpy tops.... and what was that you said about hentai, cosplay, tables, senseless, and lack of underwear...? [smirk]
And fluffy punishment...
Maybe when I get back....
[A whole week! *pout*]
Weeee! Sparkles!!
Ultra-kawaii pink Crystal Star-chan, transform! In the name of all things fluffy, I will punish you!
I'm sorry but I'm going to have to adopt that as my catch-cry...
Weeee! Sparkles!!
| Hoeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!! |
 |
| You're a Magical Girl! |
| You're sugar-hyped, caffeine-hyped, and permanently genki-er than a whole busload of Disney characters on crack. You eat too much, you're a total klutz, and somehow this makes you an ideal candidate for saving the world. If you're really unlucky, you get to get naked in an embarrassing transformation sequence in every single episode, with only a few sparkles and pastel blobs to cover your dignity. Which generic anime character are you? |
Ultra-kawaii pink Crystal Star-chan, transform! In the name of all things fluffy, I will punish you!
I'm sorry but I'm going to have to adopt that as my catch-cry...
When will you find time? Well, you have a week while the ningen's over in Winchester. [pout] I have to go with her: she doesn't trust me out by myself. [pout] So you won't have either of us distracting you for a whole week... [POUT]
[glares at lemon tree] I'm trusting you lot to make sure tenshi's looked after while I'm gone...
[glares at lemon tree] I'm trusting you lot to make sure tenshi's looked after while I'm gone...
*big eyes* I got two parcels in the mail today. The first was the boxed DVD set of the Professionals, second series, that I bought from someone on the Proslist, and the second was from the goodtwin containing videos of seasons 1 & 2 of Judge John Deed, a moo-ing cow keyring for me, a sheep one for mum, and 2 little mystery gifts for the cubs! (Can't wait to pick the cubs up now, I want to see what they got!) So now I've got - *counts on fingers* - 20 hours of Martin Shaw stuff to watch. *hand to forehead in a melodramatic fashion* Wherever will I find the time!?
Yesterday was Okapiprincess's birthday... I think she went into hiding...
(nicked from Onna's blog:)
//Hahaha!!! *ouch*
Oh, Lutra, the ham-hams! rat & I kept going back and forth, it's cute, it's sick, it's cute, it's twisted, .... //
Thank you, thank you. One does one's best. *smirk*
Had a bit of a fright this morning, the cubs bounced out of bed at 8 a.m to watch Hamtaro only to find Mucha Lucha was on instead! Grrr... I don't want to watch stupid masked wrestlers! I want ham-hams! Then I checked the TV guide and found out that Hamtaro has been moved back(forward?) to 7.30 a.m.
Ack! Oh well, if it gets me out of bed earlier...
Yesterday was Okapiprincess's birthday... I think she went into hiding...
(nicked from Onna's blog:)
//Hahaha!!! *ouch*
Oh, Lutra, the ham-hams! rat & I kept going back and forth, it's cute, it's sick, it's cute, it's twisted, .... //
Thank you, thank you. One does one's best. *smirk*
Had a bit of a fright this morning, the cubs bounced out of bed at 8 a.m to watch Hamtaro only to find Mucha Lucha was on instead! Grrr... I don't want to watch stupid masked wrestlers! I want ham-hams! Then I checked the TV guide and found out that Hamtaro has been moved back(forward?) to 7.30 a.m.
Ack! Oh well, if it gets me out of bed earlier...
[What? I think it's cute. ^~^ Heh, just wait 'til you see the coloured version! *smirk* And, sinam, *eyes wide* you know I like blue food... (I was going to say 'I love having blue things in my mouth', but I decided against it, might lower the classy tone I've worked so hard to establish here...) *grin*]
Right, done! Everything's finished.. All of the Dystopia chapters, both of the next AC..Joules has done a brilliant job with all the coding and making the new b/g tiles and such (not to mention the actual writing). All the efforts of our labours should be posted soon. Hope you're happy, cos we're knackered...
*hiding - whispering* Told you I'd get lynched! The offending article will be posted here shortly... *grin*
*hiding - whispering* Told you I'd get lynched! The offending article will be posted here shortly... *grin*
Sunday, February 02, 2003
(nicked from Joules' blog:)
//Bratling can be very funny at times. I was explaining 'black ice' to him yesterday, and he asked if there was any on the roads. I said no, there couldn't be, everywhere was dry and we hadn't had any rain for days... "Oh no! It's a drought!!" he chirped...
(Brits will understand that. I'm not sure if anyone else will!)//
And I have to respond is the best Aussie fashion...
That's not a drought! *points to parched landscape* This is a drought! *grin* Sorry.
Symps for the tooth, Onna. *careful hug* I'm lucky in that I don't seem to have probs like that, but the cub's father has recurring probs with his teeth cos of a botched dental job. It makes his life a misery too.
Bother, I need my own scanner. It's irksome having to wait around 'til the cubs' father is awake so I can use his. I'll add it to my list of things I'd like to have in Chez Otter...
Another shuttle's gone down?! Damn...
//Bratling can be very funny at times. I was explaining 'black ice' to him yesterday, and he asked if there was any on the roads. I said no, there couldn't be, everywhere was dry and we hadn't had any rain for days... "Oh no! It's a drought!!" he chirped...
(Brits will understand that. I'm not sure if anyone else will!)//
And I have to respond is the best Aussie fashion...
That's not a drought! *points to parched landscape* This is a drought! *grin* Sorry.
Symps for the tooth, Onna. *careful hug* I'm lucky in that I don't seem to have probs like that, but the cub's father has recurring probs with his teeth cos of a botched dental job. It makes his life a misery too.
Bother, I need my own scanner. It's irksome having to wait around 'til the cubs' father is awake so I can use his. I'll add it to my list of things I'd like to have in Chez Otter...
Another shuttle's gone down?! Damn...
Saturday, February 01, 2003
LOLOL. Soulsis emailed me this. I thought that as there's a literary bent around here (interpret that how you will) it would be appropriate. *grin*
No:s 18 and 23 are my favourites. : )
Metaphors found in NSW Year 12 Essays
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
2. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
3. She grew on him like she was a colony of E coli and he was room-temperature prime English beef.
4. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
5. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
6. He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
7. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a
surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM.
8. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
9. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
10. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and "Sex in the City" comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
11. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
12. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot oil.
13. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
14. Even in his last years, Grandad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
15. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
16. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
17. "Oh, Jason, take me!"; she panted, her breasts heaving like a Uni student on $1-a-beer night.
18. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
19. The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
20. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
21. She was as easy as the TV Guide crossword.
22. She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
23. It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.
No:s 18 and 23 are my favourites. : )
Metaphors found in NSW Year 12 Essays
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
2. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
3. She grew on him like she was a colony of E coli and he was room-temperature prime English beef.
4. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
5. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
6. He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
7. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a
surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM.
8. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
9. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
10. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and "Sex in the City" comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
11. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
12. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot oil.
13. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
14. Even in his last years, Grandad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
15. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
16. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
17. "Oh, Jason, take me!"; she panted, her breasts heaving like a Uni student on $1-a-beer night.
18. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
19. The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
20. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
21. She was as easy as the TV Guide crossword.
22. She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
23. It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.
Hee, remember a few days ago I said I'd done something that could possibly get me lynched? Well, it's almost ready for viewing. Tee hee hee.
The cubs got their first pair of jeans today. They look so cool! Thanks, soulsis!
Niki and I went to soulsis's last night. We watched Coming to America, one of the few reasonable Eddie Murphy movies, and I borrowed Niki's rotary cutter and cut out enough fiddly little bits of material to make 31 stars for my quilt. With the 27 I've already finished that makes just over a quarter of the stars I need. I estimate it should be ready in about a years time...
Eh, took the cubs to see Spy Kids 2 today. It's been a while since I've seen such wooden acting, even from children. OK, I liked the Harry Hausen touches and Antonia Banderas always makes good eye-candy, but generally this wasn't a particularly entertaining movie.
The cubs, of course, loved it, and have spent the rest of the day playing Spy Kids...
Well, we survived the first week of school, but damn those enforced early mornings suck!
But I did get Safe from harm finished so I don't feel like I've wasted the time.
Your magical style is Druidic.
What type of Magic do you work?. Take the Magical Style Quiz by Paradox
Oooh, goody! Cowboy BeBop is about to start...
The cubs got their first pair of jeans today. They look so cool! Thanks, soulsis!
Niki and I went to soulsis's last night. We watched Coming to America, one of the few reasonable Eddie Murphy movies, and I borrowed Niki's rotary cutter and cut out enough fiddly little bits of material to make 31 stars for my quilt. With the 27 I've already finished that makes just over a quarter of the stars I need. I estimate it should be ready in about a years time...
Eh, took the cubs to see Spy Kids 2 today. It's been a while since I've seen such wooden acting, even from children. OK, I liked the Harry Hausen touches and Antonia Banderas always makes good eye-candy, but generally this wasn't a particularly entertaining movie.
The cubs, of course, loved it, and have spent the rest of the day playing Spy Kids...
Well, we survived the first week of school, but damn those enforced early mornings suck!
But I did get Safe from harm finished so I don't feel like I've wasted the time.
Your magical style is Druidic.
What type of Magic do you work?. Take the Magical Style Quiz by Paradox
Oooh, goody! Cowboy BeBop is about to start...