This is kind of cute... (from Peter)
//Two bored casino dealers were waiting at a craps table. A very attractive blonde woman arrived and bet twenty thousand dollars on a single roll of the dice.
She said, "I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely nude." With that she stripped from her neck down, rolled the dice and yelled "Mama needs new clothes!"
Then she hollered..."YES! YES! I WON! I WON!" She jumped up and down and hugged each of the dealers. She then picked up all the money and her clothes and quickly departed.
The dealers just stared at each other dumbfounded.
Finally, one of them asked.. "What did she roll?" The other answered, "I don't know, I thought YOU were watching!"
Moral of the story: Not all blondes are dumb, but all men....are men.//
It's been a good day. Finished my Dystopia chapter and one of the cubs sat down after school and did 2 pages of homework unsupervised. This was also the cub that yesterday offered to carry some of the shopping home for me. : )
And I've discovered one cub will eat plain chicken but not steak, and visa-versa. *rolls eyes*
Got home from picking the cubs up to find our backyard had 3 construction vehicles parked in there. Tch, are we the only house in the street that has clear space?
Right, what can I get on with now? The next Dys chapter? Next AC? Something else? Hmm...
Monday, March 31, 2003
[grumbles about being used as a go between, then smirks at happy memories of Falan...] The ningen's posted the pic here, since it seems to have been taken down from the original site. It won't stay there long, though...
(nicked from Onna's blog:)
//Joules - You have been SO busy doing so much stuff and I feel like a slug...//
You feel like a slug?
The only reason I write as much as I do is in a desperate attempt to keep up with her!
(Mind you if I hadn't been trying to keep up with her I'd still only be writing half-a-dozen fics a year, so it's worked out quite well, I think... *g*)
I bought myself some nice shiny new stainless steel roasting pans yesterday - I'm going to put them away for my next house and the cubs' father can have the old, aluminium pans. But not my other steel ones, or my cast iron cookware. I was going to let him have the saucepans and get myself some new ones but I just couldn't do it. I've had those saucepans since I moved out of my parents' house, 18 years now. We get on well together, I understand them, know their capabilities - they're my friends, I couldn't leave them to his indifferent care.
Anthropomorphising? Me? *g*
Things have settled down here now, and end of next week the Easter school hols start. Good, I need a rest. : )
[*snuggling hybrid* Yes, best to stay out of the way until the site's back and no, I don't mind if Falan 'drops in' occasionally... very occasionally...]
//Joules - You have been SO busy doing so much stuff and I feel like a slug...//
You feel like a slug?
The only reason I write as much as I do is in a desperate attempt to keep up with her!
(Mind you if I hadn't been trying to keep up with her I'd still only be writing half-a-dozen fics a year, so it's worked out quite well, I think... *g*)
I bought myself some nice shiny new stainless steel roasting pans yesterday - I'm going to put them away for my next house and the cubs' father can have the old, aluminium pans. But not my other steel ones, or my cast iron cookware. I was going to let him have the saucepans and get myself some new ones but I just couldn't do it. I've had those saucepans since I moved out of my parents' house, 18 years now. We get on well together, I understand them, know their capabilities - they're my friends, I couldn't leave them to his indifferent care.
Anthropomorphising? Me? *g*
Things have settled down here now, and end of next week the Easter school hols start. Good, I need a rest. : )
[*snuggling hybrid* Yes, best to stay out of the way until the site's back and no, I don't mind if Falan 'drops in' occasionally... very occasionally...]
Sunday, March 30, 2003
Saturday, March 29, 2003
[lies back exhausted, breathing slowly and deeply, smirking appreciatively at Falan's retreating... figure] That was a lot less traumatic than I expected. Zk'vissin, I want to borrow him next shizun too. You don't expect that much stamina and innovation from a ningen... [grins at tenshi] Admit it. You enjoyed it too, you voyeuse... Do you mind if he... drops in... occasionally...?
Friday, March 28, 2003
*dreamy sigh*
The cubs had a day off school today so we went to the Melbourne Aquarium.
You know how relaxing it is watching a tank of fish, well, multiply that by lots (there are some ginormous tanks here :). True, the effect was diminished a little by being in the company of two full-on, full volume 7 year olds but even so I'm considerably less frazzled after this outing than I usually am.
You know, I had no idea some of those fish I see in the documentaries were so big! I always assumed the leafy sea-dragons where little, but they're twice the length of my palm, and so graceful...
There's a simulated mangrove pond at the aquarium and in it is a selection of small sharks (Port Jacksons, Pygmys amongst others) and some juvenile sting rays. The top of the pond is waist height on me so you could look at the surface as well as seeing the critters through the perspex sides. Seeing the itsy bitsy dorsal fins breaking the water was so cute!
Heh, as well as being soothed by all the fishies swimming around, I was also permanently peckish - all these loverly, juicy meals swimming just inches from my nose... mmmm...
The aquarium has several big sharks as well, in it's main tank. At the question/information session, a little girl asked how they kept the sharks from eating the other fish. The short answer was 'we can't', but the keeper went on to say the sharks are kept well fed so they're not quite so tempted to decimate the fish population.
'Well fed'? I'll say! You think of sharks as being lean and mean, but this lot were more like barrels with teeth! *g*
The souvenir shop deserves a mention because it had snow domes! and loads of other stuff to satisfy my fish fetish. We're going to join the 'friends of the aquarium' asap, not only so we can get in free but get the 20% discount in the shop. heh heh heh.
(I'm reminded at this point of a scene from one of the Simpson's episodes where 2 of the mafia guys are talking about Troy McClure's comeback.
1st guy: I thought you said McClure was dead?
2nd guy: No, what I said was 'he sleeps with the fishes'.
1st guy: I don't want to hear any more!!
Ok, fair enough, I like fish, but not quite that way... Do merpeople count as fish?)
The cubs badgered me into taking them to the cafe and I was glad they did, not only was it reasonably priced (compared to the Museum's cafe) but when someone there suggested we try a new flavoured milk (caramel - yum!) and because of a cash shortage (how unusual) I had to ask the cubs to choose between something to eat or something to drink, we were given the drinks for free! And when I ordered a bowl of chips and a spare plate (so they could share) we got 2 bowls of chips for the price of 1!
Impressed? Hell, yes...
We also had a ride on the free ferry that travels the Yarra river between the Aquarium and Federation Square. The cubs enjoyed that almost as much as I did, I think.
It was good going in to the city on a weekday, the public transport is so much better - this time we only had to wait 5 minutes instead of an hour for a bus home.
Our backyard is currently a wasteland. The council is doing some work on the pipes that run along our (and everyone else in the streets) back fence.
The good thing is that they've basically cleared a path 10' wide, removing all the weeds and old prunings and concrete crap that'd been there since before we moved in, the bad news is we've lost some of our privacy - all of the plants along the back fence screened us from the house over the way - (especially miffed about the orange tree and bamboo) and KittenKong is traumatised cos of all the big machines and strange men tearing up her backyard...
The cubs had a day off school today so we went to the Melbourne Aquarium.
You know how relaxing it is watching a tank of fish, well, multiply that by lots (there are some ginormous tanks here :). True, the effect was diminished a little by being in the company of two full-on, full volume 7 year olds but even so I'm considerably less frazzled after this outing than I usually am.
You know, I had no idea some of those fish I see in the documentaries were so big! I always assumed the leafy sea-dragons where little, but they're twice the length of my palm, and so graceful...
There's a simulated mangrove pond at the aquarium and in it is a selection of small sharks (Port Jacksons, Pygmys amongst others) and some juvenile sting rays. The top of the pond is waist height on me so you could look at the surface as well as seeing the critters through the perspex sides. Seeing the itsy bitsy dorsal fins breaking the water was so cute!
Heh, as well as being soothed by all the fishies swimming around, I was also permanently peckish - all these loverly, juicy meals swimming just inches from my nose... mmmm...
The aquarium has several big sharks as well, in it's main tank. At the question/information session, a little girl asked how they kept the sharks from eating the other fish. The short answer was 'we can't', but the keeper went on to say the sharks are kept well fed so they're not quite so tempted to decimate the fish population.
'Well fed'? I'll say! You think of sharks as being lean and mean, but this lot were more like barrels with teeth! *g*
The souvenir shop deserves a mention because it had snow domes! and loads of other stuff to satisfy my fish fetish. We're going to join the 'friends of the aquarium' asap, not only so we can get in free but get the 20% discount in the shop. heh heh heh.
(I'm reminded at this point of a scene from one of the Simpson's episodes where 2 of the mafia guys are talking about Troy McClure's comeback.
1st guy: I thought you said McClure was dead?
2nd guy: No, what I said was 'he sleeps with the fishes'.
1st guy: I don't want to hear any more!!
Ok, fair enough, I like fish, but not quite that way... Do merpeople count as fish?)
The cubs badgered me into taking them to the cafe and I was glad they did, not only was it reasonably priced (compared to the Museum's cafe) but when someone there suggested we try a new flavoured milk (caramel - yum!) and because of a cash shortage (how unusual) I had to ask the cubs to choose between something to eat or something to drink, we were given the drinks for free! And when I ordered a bowl of chips and a spare plate (so they could share) we got 2 bowls of chips for the price of 1!
Impressed? Hell, yes...
We also had a ride on the free ferry that travels the Yarra river between the Aquarium and Federation Square. The cubs enjoyed that almost as much as I did, I think.
It was good going in to the city on a weekday, the public transport is so much better - this time we only had to wait 5 minutes instead of an hour for a bus home.
Our backyard is currently a wasteland. The council is doing some work on the pipes that run along our (and everyone else in the streets) back fence.
The good thing is that they've basically cleared a path 10' wide, removing all the weeds and old prunings and concrete crap that'd been there since before we moved in, the bad news is we've lost some of our privacy - all of the plants along the back fence screened us from the house over the way - (especially miffed about the orange tree and bamboo) and KittenKong is traumatised cos of all the big machines and strange men tearing up her backyard...
Tuesday, March 25, 2003
This came from Soulsis.
The Scorpio one had me giggling madly, but I dispute the Pisces entry...
//After Sex Comments by Sun Sign:
Aries: "Okay, let's do it again!"
Taurus: "I'm hungry--pass the pizza."
Gemini: "Have you seen the remote?"
Cancer: "When are we getting married?"
Leo: "Wasn't I fantastic?"
Virgo: "I need to wash the sheets."
Libra: "I liked it if you liked it."
Scorpio: "Perhaps I should untie you."
Sagittarius: "Don't call me--I'll call you."
Capricorn: "Do you have a business card?"
Aquarius: "Now let's try it with our clothes off!"
Pisces: "What did you say your name was again?" //
This also came from Soulsis...
I can just imagine selling these at the school xmas fete. *g*
//Tampon angel ornaments
Use Playtex because they fan out into a cone shape. Dip into water until tampon expands.
Remove and tie at the top to create the angel's head. Let hang (by handy dandy string) for several days until dry. Paint face with peach or skin tone, and draw small black dots for eyes. Add blush or pink paint to cheeks.
Paint "dress" with glimmer paint. Criss-cross thin gold ribbon across chest (around neck) . Add yellow doll hair to top of head as well as a gold pipe cleaner for a halo. For the grand finale...glue small gold angel wings to back.
Ta da!!! You would never know she belonged anywhere else than your tree!!!! People have to look long and hard to figure out where that little darlin really is from!!! //
hmmm...
The Scorpio one had me giggling madly, but I dispute the Pisces entry...
//After Sex Comments by Sun Sign:
Aries: "Okay, let's do it again!"
Taurus: "I'm hungry--pass the pizza."
Gemini: "Have you seen the remote?"
Cancer: "When are we getting married?"
Leo: "Wasn't I fantastic?"
Virgo: "I need to wash the sheets."
Libra: "I liked it if you liked it."
Scorpio: "Perhaps I should untie you."
Sagittarius: "Don't call me--I'll call you."
Capricorn: "Do you have a business card?"
Aquarius: "Now let's try it with our clothes off!"
Pisces: "What did you say your name was again?" //
This also came from Soulsis...
I can just imagine selling these at the school xmas fete. *g*
//Tampon angel ornaments
Use Playtex because they fan out into a cone shape. Dip into water until tampon expands.
Remove and tie at the top to create the angel's head. Let hang (by handy dandy string) for several days until dry. Paint face with peach or skin tone, and draw small black dots for eyes. Add blush or pink paint to cheeks.
Paint "dress" with glimmer paint. Criss-cross thin gold ribbon across chest (around neck) . Add yellow doll hair to top of head as well as a gold pipe cleaner for a halo. For the grand finale...glue small gold angel wings to back.
Ta da!!! You would never know she belonged anywhere else than your tree!!!! People have to look long and hard to figure out where that little darlin really is from!!! //
hmmm...
Monday, March 24, 2003
We've got a praying mantis in the kitchen - only a little one, couple of inches long. It's kind of creepy really, it watches me intently when I move about.
I keep telling it I'm too big for it, it'd never manage to eat all of me...
Inspection's over. Only took a few minutes and was relatively painless. Everything that was wrong with the place isn't our fault so.. *shrug* I'm ready to move on to the next place now; donations - aus cash or money order - gratefully accepted.
I keep telling it I'm too big for it, it'd never manage to eat all of me...
Inspection's over. Only took a few minutes and was relatively painless. Everything that was wrong with the place isn't our fault so.. *shrug* I'm ready to move on to the next place now; donations - aus cash or money order - gratefully accepted.
I'm sorry, this is going to be a bit of a rant.. feel free to skip this next part.
When someone says they've 'cleaned the toilet' for you, what do you expect to have been done? A bit more than just the inside of the toilet bowl, yes?
*sigh* I really shouldn't have got my hopes up, should I? Oh well, it's only a small room, didn't take long to wipe down the outside of the bowl, the seat, the cistern, the skirting boards and floor...
When someone says they've 'cleaned the toilet' for you, what do you expect to have been done? A bit more than just the inside of the toilet bowl, yes?
*sigh* I really shouldn't have got my hopes up, should I? Oh well, it's only a small room, didn't take long to wipe down the outside of the bowl, the seat, the cistern, the skirting boards and floor...
Sunday, March 23, 2003
(nicked from Joules' blog:)
//....went to Tesco earlier. Was confronted by a stack of ham-hams.... No, not in the meat section, unfortunately - in the toy section (hey, it was a short cut to where I wanted to be....) Bijou. Lots and lots of Bijou. Inedible fuzzy toys... [Exit one lizard, screaming....]//
Oooo! *jealousjealous* I haven't seen any Ham-ham stuff around except on ebay... (for the record, Hamtaro is my favourite.)
Heh, Soulsis got to see the Ham-hams for the first time yesterday. I don't think she was impressed, she kept giving me these incredulous side-long looks... heeheehee...
And she wasn't that impressed with Cowboy BeBop either. Tch, she needs work, obviously.
Forgot to mention that Niki brought round some clothes she'd half-finished for me. : ) One piece was a pair of very comfy pale-blue trousers - pale-blue's really not my colour but once they've been tie-died purple...
Honestly, roses are the most ungrateful things! You do something that's only in their best interest and they rip your arms to shreds.
Right, done as much as I can/am willing to do with the garden this time. If I'm smart I'll stay on top of it all, but I'll probly slip back into the usual apathy and the next time the garden sees any sort of concerted effort will be the clean-up before we move out...
(Hey, Joules, is it OK for me to mention that I've read 'Academy'? Loved it, by the way! I'm all enthused now about my next ACchapter - though I'll get the 'lestrel/Lutra chapter finished first.)
Hee, Onna, that little ceramic fishie bowl is just the right size for a decent serve of yoghurt - or dolly mixture. *g*
//....went to Tesco earlier. Was confronted by a stack of ham-hams.... No, not in the meat section, unfortunately - in the toy section (hey, it was a short cut to where I wanted to be....) Bijou. Lots and lots of Bijou. Inedible fuzzy toys... [Exit one lizard, screaming....]//
Oooo! *jealousjealous* I haven't seen any Ham-ham stuff around except on ebay... (for the record, Hamtaro is my favourite.)
Heh, Soulsis got to see the Ham-hams for the first time yesterday. I don't think she was impressed, she kept giving me these incredulous side-long looks... heeheehee...
And she wasn't that impressed with Cowboy BeBop either. Tch, she needs work, obviously.
Forgot to mention that Niki brought round some clothes she'd half-finished for me. : ) One piece was a pair of very comfy pale-blue trousers - pale-blue's really not my colour but once they've been tie-died purple...
Honestly, roses are the most ungrateful things! You do something that's only in their best interest and they rip your arms to shreds.
Right, done as much as I can/am willing to do with the garden this time. If I'm smart I'll stay on top of it all, but I'll probly slip back into the usual apathy and the next time the garden sees any sort of concerted effort will be the clean-up before we move out...
(Hey, Joules, is it OK for me to mention that I've read 'Academy'? Loved it, by the way! I'm all enthused now about my next ACchapter - though I'll get the 'lestrel/Lutra chapter finished first.)
Hee, Onna, that little ceramic fishie bowl is just the right size for a decent serve of yoghurt - or dolly mixture. *g*
I had a lovely dream last night where I was able to run effortlessly...
Um, oops, sorry 'bout that, Joules. I'll check next time before I blab. *g*
[.. and that tail really hurts! *pouts*]
Soulsis and Niki came round for dinner last night, soulsis as always bearing gifts... a very pretty amethyst point, a set of four itsy bitsy terracotta pots (which Niki suggested could hold individual bulbs of Star of Bethlehem or muscari - yeah!) and a cute little fantail goldfish key ring which is now dangling from my phone along with the pink luck cat, the ladybird(bug) charm, a powerpuff girl and a wooden fish that okapi gave me ages ago. The dangly bits on my phone almost weigh as much as my phone now. *g*
The cubs are really getting into the fashion channel. The other night we were watching it and they told me what they thought would look good on me... uhuh... right - essentially a short black, swirly skirt with 'braces' of sorts made from a black feather boa over a bare chest.
Sorry, chibis, not even under the influence of Hell's Surrender at a Fabian party...
Heh, the cubs' father cleaned the stove top yesterday, and did some weeding outside his room. And he thanked me for my 'gargantuan effort' cleaning up. Nice to be appreciated but I still want my own place.
Um, oops, sorry 'bout that, Joules. I'll check next time before I blab. *g*
[.. and that tail really hurts! *pouts*]
Soulsis and Niki came round for dinner last night, soulsis as always bearing gifts... a very pretty amethyst point, a set of four itsy bitsy terracotta pots (which Niki suggested could hold individual bulbs of Star of Bethlehem or muscari - yeah!) and a cute little fantail goldfish key ring which is now dangling from my phone along with the pink luck cat, the ladybird(bug) charm, a powerpuff girl and a wooden fish that okapi gave me ages ago. The dangly bits on my phone almost weigh as much as my phone now. *g*
The cubs are really getting into the fashion channel. The other night we were watching it and they told me what they thought would look good on me... uhuh... right - essentially a short black, swirly skirt with 'braces' of sorts made from a black feather boa over a bare chest.
Sorry, chibis, not even under the influence of Hell's Surrender at a Fabian party...
Heh, the cubs' father cleaned the stove top yesterday, and did some weeding outside his room. And he thanked me for my 'gargantuan effort' cleaning up. Nice to be appreciated but I still want my own place.
Saturday, March 22, 2003
[thwaps Lutra with tail] You weren't supposed to tell them, baka! [growls and bows apologetically to assorted readers on behalf of mortified ningen] It's because the ningen needed to know if Zaabon was OOC in this particular chapter and for this particular continuum - and tenshi was on ICQ at the time...
Bwahahahahahahah! I've read Transpositions 8! *evil smirk* Is verra, verra good...
Goodness, how long 'til the new site goes up, Joules?
OK, I'm bored titless with cleaning now.
The front garden's more or less finished, except for a very stubborn section near the letter box – but that's full of well-established cooch grass (the Devil's own weed) and I might have to resort to weed killer for that. : ( Don't want to but the stuff is like wire to pull up and my poor little fingies are all sore...
Tomorrow, Sunday, I'll concentrate on the back garden. Not a lot to do there, just some pruning and a little bit of weeding.. I'm ignoring the lawn that really should be mown – if asked, I'm going to say that since it's been such a hard summer and the grass has only just come back I want to give it a little time to recover before I cut it. That'll do.
The cubs' room is sort of finished; bathroom and shower are done, so's the kitchen. Laundry isn't finished but that's a matter of 15 mins work. Loungeroom's finished, that only leaves my room which I'll do this afternoon. I'll do a general clean-up on Monday before the inspection and she'll be apples. Or something. Then can I stop?
Aargh.
Wonder if I can squeeze enough money out of the budget this week to get some brachiosomes to put in the front garden, or some other nice aussie ground-cover plants to fill up the temptingly open space. And it's almost bulb season too! Hopefully the school will have a bulb-drive for one of their fund raisers this year.
Heh, one good thing about the beds being so completely overgrown – the echevaria, the succulents growing there, managed to survive a hard summer and my neglect...
I'm reading a Bryce Courtney novel – 'Four Fires'. I have mixed feelings about this author. Yes, he's a fantastic story teller, his plots are compelling and emotive and entertaining and occasionally powerful (I still find myself thinking about 'Power of One' and /Tandia') but there's also an element of triteness to his work as well. He's one of those authours whose work is universally described in bookshop catalogues as 'another masterpiece from a master story-teller, full of wit and humour and loveable/colourful/memorable characters...' The book I'm reading at the moment is about a working-class family in a small aus country town in the 50's and 60's. It's interesting, but I'm waiting to see where it's sposed to be going, the narrative doesn't seem to be leading up to anything in particular and I'm 2/3rd's through already. But, BC does do a lot of research for his novels and he has the ability to put you directly into a time and place which I envy.
Anyway, I'm enjoying reading Four Fires even if it's not completely satisfying. I'll let you know if there was a point to it all when I've finished. : )
Goodness, how long 'til the new site goes up, Joules?
OK, I'm bored titless with cleaning now.
The front garden's more or less finished, except for a very stubborn section near the letter box – but that's full of well-established cooch grass (the Devil's own weed) and I might have to resort to weed killer for that. : ( Don't want to but the stuff is like wire to pull up and my poor little fingies are all sore...
Tomorrow, Sunday, I'll concentrate on the back garden. Not a lot to do there, just some pruning and a little bit of weeding.. I'm ignoring the lawn that really should be mown – if asked, I'm going to say that since it's been such a hard summer and the grass has only just come back I want to give it a little time to recover before I cut it. That'll do.
The cubs' room is sort of finished; bathroom and shower are done, so's the kitchen. Laundry isn't finished but that's a matter of 15 mins work. Loungeroom's finished, that only leaves my room which I'll do this afternoon. I'll do a general clean-up on Monday before the inspection and she'll be apples. Or something. Then can I stop?
Aargh.
Wonder if I can squeeze enough money out of the budget this week to get some brachiosomes to put in the front garden, or some other nice aussie ground-cover plants to fill up the temptingly open space. And it's almost bulb season too! Hopefully the school will have a bulb-drive for one of their fund raisers this year.
Heh, one good thing about the beds being so completely overgrown – the echevaria, the succulents growing there, managed to survive a hard summer and my neglect...
I'm reading a Bryce Courtney novel – 'Four Fires'. I have mixed feelings about this author. Yes, he's a fantastic story teller, his plots are compelling and emotive and entertaining and occasionally powerful (I still find myself thinking about 'Power of One' and /Tandia') but there's also an element of triteness to his work as well. He's one of those authours whose work is universally described in bookshop catalogues as 'another masterpiece from a master story-teller, full of wit and humour and loveable/colourful/memorable characters...' The book I'm reading at the moment is about a working-class family in a small aus country town in the 50's and 60's. It's interesting, but I'm waiting to see where it's sposed to be going, the narrative doesn't seem to be leading up to anything in particular and I'm 2/3rd's through already. But, BC does do a lot of research for his novels and he has the ability to put you directly into a time and place which I envy.
Anyway, I'm enjoying reading Four Fires even if it's not completely satisfying. I'll let you know if there was a point to it all when I've finished. : )
Friday, March 21, 2003
What's Your Comfort Cocktail?
Lutra, you're a Comfort Colada
Being with you is like taking a vacation. When it comes right down to it, you're good-hearted, smooth, and just the right amount of sweet. Chances are you're the first call people make when they need someone to cheer them up or when they want someone to celebrate with. You're supportive, encouraging, and know how to have a good time.
Since you're a laid-back and sensitive person, you really take the time to fully enjoy all of life's little gifts. You probably thrive when you're surrounded by the things you love most — whether it's friends and family or a cause you are passionate about. There's a richness about you that people just can't ignore. And what better way to complement your compassionate, relaxed spirit than with a cocktail that has the same deep and smooth take on life?
.. and here's the cocktail...
Grab a glass, and one for your friends. Add 2 ice cubes, 1 1/2 oz of Southern Comfort, 1 oz of cream of coconut, 2 oz of pineapple juice, and mix them up in a blender to make a festive cocktail that's just as chill as you are!
Thursday, March 20, 2003
Almost got the cubs' room finished today - took too effing long though. Ah well, that's the two worst rooms dealt with, it should all be downhill from here on in... *high-pitched, manic laugh*
The cubs and I went to a new little asian grocery that's opened up near our old house (why it couldn't have opened while we were living there, I don't know, would've made that little shopping centre near perfect, oh well). The boys were very happy to have a packet of Scooby Snacks, each (oh look, another brand of flavoured potato chips) while I munched on some gorgeous sticky sweet beef jerky and a packet of mixed vanilla and melon dai-fuku (soft rice cake things, very num : ). This is on top of the Basset's Licorice Allsorts I had earlier... Stressed? Moi?
Dinner was nice, though - jacket potatoes with butter, salt and fresh sage... (no, don't, Talon, you know what I mean : )
The cubs and I went to a new little asian grocery that's opened up near our old house (why it couldn't have opened while we were living there, I don't know, would've made that little shopping centre near perfect, oh well). The boys were very happy to have a packet of Scooby Snacks, each (oh look, another brand of flavoured potato chips) while I munched on some gorgeous sticky sweet beef jerky and a packet of mixed vanilla and melon dai-fuku (soft rice cake things, very num : ). This is on top of the Basset's Licorice Allsorts I had earlier... Stressed? Moi?
Dinner was nice, though - jacket potatoes with butter, salt and fresh sage... (no, don't, Talon, you know what I mean : )
Wednesday, March 19, 2003
Right, that's the garden beds by the front door, weeded, the paved path weeded and several kilos of sand swept up (the ants have made nests underneath the bricks and turfed out the underlying sand), plus the porch cleared off and all the cobwebs swept away. None of this is looking very pretty, mind, but it is neat at least.
(That was yesterday - today I cleaned the lounge-room, and that was all. Gods this is taking so long! I have very little energy at the moment which isn't helping. I'm tackling the cubs' room tomorrow, that's another day-long job but the rest of the house shouldn't take as long.
If everythings finished by sunday night (the inspection's slated for monday afternoon) I'm going to take myself to the movies as a treat. :)
I had the Fashion Channel on in the background yesterday evening and the cubs spent some time watching it:
'Cool! Stylish! Sassy! Pretty! Amazing!' These were some of the words the cubs came up with while watching; and then we three grooved together for a while to the T-Rex soundtrack used during one of the shows...
I treated myself to a journal today - a paper one, not electronic : ) - it's very pretty. It's pages are in blocks of rainbow colours. I'm going to keep lists of things in it. *g*
Onna, your blog's gone funny again, today and yesterday...
(That was yesterday - today I cleaned the lounge-room, and that was all. Gods this is taking so long! I have very little energy at the moment which isn't helping. I'm tackling the cubs' room tomorrow, that's another day-long job but the rest of the house shouldn't take as long.
If everythings finished by sunday night (the inspection's slated for monday afternoon) I'm going to take myself to the movies as a treat. :)
I had the Fashion Channel on in the background yesterday evening and the cubs spent some time watching it:
'Cool! Stylish! Sassy! Pretty! Amazing!' These were some of the words the cubs came up with while watching; and then we three grooved together for a while to the T-Rex soundtrack used during one of the shows...
I treated myself to a journal today - a paper one, not electronic : ) - it's very pretty. It's pages are in blocks of rainbow colours. I'm going to keep lists of things in it. *g*
Onna, your blog's gone funny again, today and yesterday...
Monday, March 17, 2003
Today I weeded the path and garden bed beside the fence, and a little later a friend of mine, Penny, dropped by to give me a hand. She weeded the front garden bed and pruned the horribly neglected roses while I weeded the garden beds in front of the house. 2 1/2 hours of work, more or less, but it's coming on. Feel like I've got the garden under control but the house is daunting.
Bit annoyed though; we usually have a burst of hot weather on or around my birthday then it starts getting cooler. The temp got to the mid 30's today, and the same is forecast for tomorrow... I suppose it's still 'around my birthday', but still, I was looking forward to the cooler weather...
I'll stop whinging now. *g*
One of the display thingies at the museum concerns puberty and reproduction. There's a five minute movie on continuous loop about the conception, growth and birth of a baby. The thing is, the first minute or so could be considered to be - quite beautiful really - soft core. Downside is, the cubs now have the idea that you can get pregnant from kissing...
Bit annoyed though; we usually have a burst of hot weather on or around my birthday then it starts getting cooler. The temp got to the mid 30's today, and the same is forecast for tomorrow... I suppose it's still 'around my birthday', but still, I was looking forward to the cooler weather...
I'll stop whinging now. *g*
One of the display thingies at the museum concerns puberty and reproduction. There's a five minute movie on continuous loop about the conception, growth and birth of a baby. The thing is, the first minute or so could be considered to be - quite beautiful really - soft core. Downside is, the cubs now have the idea that you can get pregnant from kissing...
Sunday, March 16, 2003
You know how you have those days when you just don't want to interact with anyone - you just want to be left alone to get on with things? Today was one of those days but unfortunately I'd promised to take the cubs to the museum.
Wasn't all bad, though it did get a bit wearing being ordered hither and yon by their Imperious Majesties. Got to see the short 3D Mars movie again, twice, which was very soothing and in the Children's museum they had a hands on display of lovely minerals and one of those big, lit, magnifying glasses to view them with. Felt very calm looking at these bits of rock, especially the large quartz spear, could've stayed there for ages gazing into its depths, but.. I am summoned, I obey. *rolls eyes*.
There's a pseudo-billabong/creek thing in one area of the museum, and we went there to see the eels being fed. That was kind of cute in a wet, slippery, sharp-toothed sort of way. :)
Eventually managed to drag the cubs out of the museum ('ooooh! No, let's do X first!) and onto the train where they came to a shuddering halt from weariness, only to get to the bus-stop to find we had an hour to wait for the next bus. Tried to persuade the cubs that it'd be quicker to walk home rather than wait for the bus, even if there was a mucking great hill to climb, but they'd have none of it.
We got home much later than I'd planned and I was running a little ragged by the end of it all.
But there was a fascinating documentary tonight about the food in Tudor times and that made up for a lot of crap. :) Plus I managed to get another hours worth of weeding done this evening - again, helped by KittenKong. ('Yes, cat, I pulled up that bunch of weeds especially to loosen the soil so you could use it as a litter tray...')
Wasn't all bad, though it did get a bit wearing being ordered hither and yon by their Imperious Majesties. Got to see the short 3D Mars movie again, twice, which was very soothing and in the Children's museum they had a hands on display of lovely minerals and one of those big, lit, magnifying glasses to view them with. Felt very calm looking at these bits of rock, especially the large quartz spear, could've stayed there for ages gazing into its depths, but.. I am summoned, I obey. *rolls eyes*.
There's a pseudo-billabong/creek thing in one area of the museum, and we went there to see the eels being fed. That was kind of cute in a wet, slippery, sharp-toothed sort of way. :)
Eventually managed to drag the cubs out of the museum ('ooooh! No, let's do X first!) and onto the train where they came to a shuddering halt from weariness, only to get to the bus-stop to find we had an hour to wait for the next bus. Tried to persuade the cubs that it'd be quicker to walk home rather than wait for the bus, even if there was a mucking great hill to climb, but they'd have none of it.
We got home much later than I'd planned and I was running a little ragged by the end of it all.
But there was a fascinating documentary tonight about the food in Tudor times and that made up for a lot of crap. :) Plus I managed to get another hours worth of weeding done this evening - again, helped by KittenKong. ('Yes, cat, I pulled up that bunch of weeds especially to loosen the soil so you could use it as a litter tray...')
Saturday, March 15, 2003
And so the great clean-up begins. I love gardening, just not keen on weeding and pruning and mowing the lawn...
Managed to get the little courtyard outside the kitchen finished today, ably helped by KittenKong.
'Must you sit on that particular weed? I'm trying to dig it out - Get out of the bucket - No, don't get in the bin!'
You know the sort of thing *g*.
The cubs, sensibly, stayed well out of the way...
Managed to get the little courtyard outside the kitchen finished today, ably helped by KittenKong.
'Must you sit on that particular weed? I'm trying to dig it out - Get out of the bucket - No, don't get in the bin!'
You know the sort of thing *g*.
The cubs, sensibly, stayed well out of the way...
Hm.
-Sensitive- You're Sensitive, and you'd like to
stay that way. Sorry,listened to a bit too much
Jewel there. You're sweet and very emotionally
charged. You definitely love the person you're
with, and always want to know how they're
feeling so you can make sure they're happy.
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-Sensitive- You're Sensitive, and you'd like to
stay that way. Sorry,listened to a bit too much
Jewel there. You're sweet and very emotionally
charged. You definitely love the person you're
with, and always want to know how they're
feeling so you can make sure they're happy.
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I'm indulging in a little alcohol tonight.
Not that today was particularly bad, (and it's just stupid to habitually drink when things get bad.) The first part of the day was really good, but it kind of went downhill from there - on top of the come-down from the stress of finally sorting out some financial glitches.
Got a letter from the estate agent saying they wanted to do a rental inspection next monday.
I think not.
Rang and got the appointment put off for a week, got time now to make it look like someone gives a damn about the garden. It hasn't been touched since the last inspection. Won't take long to get the house ready, which is a relief, but it's still a pain in the bum.
Hee. Saw a mouse in the loungeroom today. Cheeky sod. It's way past time I cleaned up in here, if only to give KittenKong easier access to the mousey bits. : )
*sounds of cheering*
AC 4 is finished - both mine and Joules' final chapters for that are ready to post, as well as Joules' next Dystopia chapter. Wunnerful, ne? *g*
Not going to be able to do an awful lot over the next week what with cleaning up for the inspection as well as my usual 'duties', but I'll have my next Dystopia finished soon.
Tch, keep forgetting to mention: Carol, Mum loves her baa-ing sheep key-ring. Thank you!
Better go, my uncanny powers of spelling and typing and.. stuff.. are rapidly being eroded by Pernod...
Not that today was particularly bad, (and it's just stupid to habitually drink when things get bad.) The first part of the day was really good, but it kind of went downhill from there - on top of the come-down from the stress of finally sorting out some financial glitches.
Got a letter from the estate agent saying they wanted to do a rental inspection next monday.
I think not.
Rang and got the appointment put off for a week, got time now to make it look like someone gives a damn about the garden. It hasn't been touched since the last inspection. Won't take long to get the house ready, which is a relief, but it's still a pain in the bum.
Hee. Saw a mouse in the loungeroom today. Cheeky sod. It's way past time I cleaned up in here, if only to give KittenKong easier access to the mousey bits. : )
*sounds of cheering*
AC 4 is finished - both mine and Joules' final chapters for that are ready to post, as well as Joules' next Dystopia chapter. Wunnerful, ne? *g*
Not going to be able to do an awful lot over the next week what with cleaning up for the inspection as well as my usual 'duties', but I'll have my next Dystopia finished soon.
Tch, keep forgetting to mention: Carol, Mum loves her baa-ing sheep key-ring. Thank you!
Better go, my uncanny powers of spelling and typing and.. stuff.. are rapidly being eroded by Pernod...
Thursday, March 13, 2003
You ready for this?
Joules told me her original estimate for the Alliance Chronicles was 5 short stories...
I worked it out - she's written 111 chapters (not including the joint chapters) that's 106 more than she planned (remember, this isn't including my own paltry contribution of 42 chapters *g*). Now if you make 5 chapters a unit of 100% (seeing as 5 was the original amount) then Joules has exceeded her original goal by 2100%, more or less...
Fascinating, eh?
(If there's any more maths literate people out there than me, feel free to check the results : )
Oh, and AC 5 is about to start... and I know how it ends... *SMIRK*...
Joules told me her original estimate for the Alliance Chronicles was 5 short stories...
I worked it out - she's written 111 chapters (not including the joint chapters) that's 106 more than she planned (remember, this isn't including my own paltry contribution of 42 chapters *g*). Now if you make 5 chapters a unit of 100% (seeing as 5 was the original amount) then Joules has exceeded her original goal by 2100%, more or less...
Fascinating, eh?
(If there's any more maths literate people out there than me, feel free to check the results : )
Oh, and AC 5 is about to start... and I know how it ends... *SMIRK*...
Wednesday, March 12, 2003
Well, here I am another year older and what have I got to show for it?
Quite a lot really.
I have 2 loving, exasperating, gorgeous cubs, a kin-group of close, supportive friends, and a confidence in myself that just wasn't around 10 years ago. Heh, who needs anything else? *g*
I had a good day (thank you, everyone, for the birthday wishes btw!). The cubs' father produced a cream sponge for me, and chocolates from the cubs. Mum gave me a cushion she'd made for me - bright, orangey-red material with very cute black cats - then took me out to lunch at an 'irish' pub in the mountains near where she lives. We sat outside on the front porch of this lovely 1930's building, and ate while looking out at the Yarra Ranges. Good food, damn good food. I had a rump steak with blue cheese butter (just divine) and a green salad that didn't have any lettuce in it. I love interesting salads like that. : ) I got phone-calls from Soulsis, Okapi and my brother, wishing me happy birthday and the cubs' father picked them up from school so I didn't have to scurry back too soon.
Later that afternoon the cubs and I went back to the school for their annual 'Twilight Sports'.
Interminable's not a word I'd use, but, well... : ) It was almost dark by the time the teachers got to have their race.
Got home later than expected, though, but that meant the cubs more or less went to bed without a qualm.
The sooky romantic in her cage is well pleased atm, what with the sequel to Ambassador and the gorgeous Hijau/Zha'haarak pic Joules is doing.. *g*
*... waiting patiently for Onna's fic...*
I don't like Guy, but I can understand his motivation...
Guy
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Quite a lot really.
I have 2 loving, exasperating, gorgeous cubs, a kin-group of close, supportive friends, and a confidence in myself that just wasn't around 10 years ago. Heh, who needs anything else? *g*
I had a good day (thank you, everyone, for the birthday wishes btw!). The cubs' father produced a cream sponge for me, and chocolates from the cubs. Mum gave me a cushion she'd made for me - bright, orangey-red material with very cute black cats - then took me out to lunch at an 'irish' pub in the mountains near where she lives. We sat outside on the front porch of this lovely 1930's building, and ate while looking out at the Yarra Ranges. Good food, damn good food. I had a rump steak with blue cheese butter (just divine) and a green salad that didn't have any lettuce in it. I love interesting salads like that. : ) I got phone-calls from Soulsis, Okapi and my brother, wishing me happy birthday and the cubs' father picked them up from school so I didn't have to scurry back too soon.
Later that afternoon the cubs and I went back to the school for their annual 'Twilight Sports'.
Interminable's not a word I'd use, but, well... : ) It was almost dark by the time the teachers got to have their race.
Got home later than expected, though, but that meant the cubs more or less went to bed without a qualm.
The sooky romantic in her cage is well pleased atm, what with the sequel to Ambassador and the gorgeous Hijau/Zha'haarak pic Joules is doing.. *g*
*... waiting patiently for Onna's fic...*
I don't like Guy, but I can understand his motivation...
Guy
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[oh, gods no, not a Ginyu dance! Will he be offended if I fall about laughing? *g* At least I've been fore-warned! ^~^ Satogoromo is so cute though! There's some cosy little hollows in the oak tree by the pond (or the bower trees, come to that) if he'd like to stay... Do you mind, aijin?
This cake is delicious! But we'll never eat it all by ourselves... Let's take it over to the Lemon Tree later, ne?]
This cake is delicious! But we'll never eat it all by ourselves... Let's take it over to the Lemon Tree later, ne?]
[SMIRK] You'll like the cake, aijin. Chocolate, crushed biscuit, Cointreau, orange flavour icing...
As for the ham-ham... I don't think anyone could eat him. He's Satogoromo, the Gyinyu ham-ham (see the little pink scouter?)... If you're really unlucky he might perform the Dance of Birthday Present for you...
Don't forget the sunset picnic, zk'vissin...
As for the ham-ham... I don't think anyone could eat him. He's Satogoromo, the Gyinyu ham-ham (see the little pink scouter?)... If you're really unlucky he might perform the Dance of Birthday Present for you...
Don't forget the sunset picnic, zk'vissin...
Tuesday, March 11, 2003
... and so this morning the cub's father went haring off to avert a crisis with his special friend. (OK, in case you haven't guessed, the cub's father and I are seperated though still sharing a house.) He's not been feeling well the past few days so he's been sleeping a lot. Apparently, he woke up very late last night, immediately did the text-message thing to his girlfriend to let her know. 15 mins she rings back saying 'Why didn't you call? Why are you withdrawing from me?'
*rolls eyes* The message hadn't gone through.
Heh, if she thinks that's bad I should tell her some horror stories from early on in my relationship with him! Like, in the first year, how he'd disappear for days with no contact. I'd eventually ring him and find out he'd been gaming with his friends and he'd 'forgotten'. Or how for the first few years he'd routinely forget my birthday but spend lavishly on female friends 'just because'. And when he did eventually remember my birthday on time, he gave me a CD he'd already listened to... Didn't go a long ways to making me feel I had any significance to him, let me tell you.
But, on the bright side, he wouldn't do things like that now - I think I managed to civilize him somewhat. Just hope she appreciates my efforts...
*rolls eyes* The message hadn't gone through.
Heh, if she thinks that's bad I should tell her some horror stories from early on in my relationship with him! Like, in the first year, how he'd disappear for days with no contact. I'd eventually ring him and find out he'd been gaming with his friends and he'd 'forgotten'. Or how for the first few years he'd routinely forget my birthday but spend lavishly on female friends 'just because'. And when he did eventually remember my birthday on time, he gave me a CD he'd already listened to... Didn't go a long ways to making me feel I had any significance to him, let me tell you.
But, on the bright side, he wouldn't do things like that now - I think I managed to civilize him somewhat. Just hope she appreciates my efforts...
Monday, March 10, 2003
The cubs and I went swimming this morning. They've been nagging me for days to take them, so today, being a public holiday I gave in.
Actually it wasn't too bad. I have to keep reminding myself that I like being in the water, especially when it's not too hot and there's not many people in the pool. : ) Heh, and it wore the cubs out - they're being very quiet in front of the telly...
We went to the supermarket after swimming. One of the things we picked up was a mega-chip bags, the ones that have lots of little bags of chips in them. This one had Vegeta on the front (with purple eyes! *swoon*) and at the checkout one of the cubs thrust the bag into my face, saying loudly: (the cubs have two volumes for speech - a stage whisper, and an ear-piercing bellow : )
'Here's Vegeta, Mum, what would you do if you were married to him?'
*blink, smirk, slight blush*
'Gosh, I don't know, honey. Cook him lots of food...?'
Actually it wasn't too bad. I have to keep reminding myself that I like being in the water, especially when it's not too hot and there's not many people in the pool. : ) Heh, and it wore the cubs out - they're being very quiet in front of the telly...
We went to the supermarket after swimming. One of the things we picked up was a mega-chip bags, the ones that have lots of little bags of chips in them. This one had Vegeta on the front (with purple eyes! *swoon*) and at the checkout one of the cubs thrust the bag into my face, saying loudly: (the cubs have two volumes for speech - a stage whisper, and an ear-piercing bellow : )
'Here's Vegeta, Mum, what would you do if you were married to him?'
*blink, smirk, slight blush*
'Gosh, I don't know, honey. Cook him lots of food...?'
Sunday, March 09, 2003
Had a minor heart attack today. I had a nap in the afternoon, as is my wont, and woke to be told by the housemate that it looked like the C: drive on the net-capable puter had karked it.
AARGH!!
It hadn't. Not sure what had gone wrong, but it seems to be ok now... I'm backing some things up, though, just to be on the safe side...
I don't like dogs.
What Breed of Dog Are You?
Lutra, you're a German Shepherd!
No bones, about it, you're a loyal, hard-working German Shepherd. Dedicated and always low-maintenance, people flock to you — they know they can count on you to get any job done, and done well. That focus and attention to detail spans from your personal to your professional life, too. Although you can be a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to the projects you tackle, you still manage to keep cool and laid-back in social situations. You get a kick out of the little things and thrive when you're constantly busy and on-the-go. Easygoing and unpretentious, you don't need constant pampering and reassurance. A genuine, carefree pup, you're a true-blue friend, employee, and partner. Woof!
This is so true. I vant to be hahlone (sometimes : ) !
What Renews You?
Lutra, you're renewed by focusing on yourself
For you, there is no better sanctuary from life's demands than some space for yourself alone. That's not to say you're antisocial. It's just that you like to take time to know yourself, to reflect on all your experiences rather than sweeping them under the rug to deal with another day. For you, long walks, a cozy afternoon on the sofa, or a luxurious soak in the tub might give you all the solitude you need to really look inward, so you can better look outward toward work, family, and friends. More than others, you need to take those moments to slow down, think, and dream.
And why does that matter? Because when you’re really refreshed and relaxed it will show – in everything from your enthusiastic approach to life, to the healthy glow of your skin! So next time life makes you feel squeezed and pulled in too many directions, make a date with yourself to take a relaxing tour of your own inner world.
AARGH!!
It hadn't. Not sure what had gone wrong, but it seems to be ok now... I'm backing some things up, though, just to be on the safe side...
I don't like dogs.
What Breed of Dog Are You?
Lutra, you're a German Shepherd!
No bones, about it, you're a loyal, hard-working German Shepherd. Dedicated and always low-maintenance, people flock to you — they know they can count on you to get any job done, and done well. That focus and attention to detail spans from your personal to your professional life, too. Although you can be a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to the projects you tackle, you still manage to keep cool and laid-back in social situations. You get a kick out of the little things and thrive when you're constantly busy and on-the-go. Easygoing and unpretentious, you don't need constant pampering and reassurance. A genuine, carefree pup, you're a true-blue friend, employee, and partner. Woof!
This is so true. I vant to be hahlone (sometimes : ) !
What Renews You?
Lutra, you're renewed by focusing on yourself
For you, there is no better sanctuary from life's demands than some space for yourself alone. That's not to say you're antisocial. It's just that you like to take time to know yourself, to reflect on all your experiences rather than sweeping them under the rug to deal with another day. For you, long walks, a cozy afternoon on the sofa, or a luxurious soak in the tub might give you all the solitude you need to really look inward, so you can better look outward toward work, family, and friends. More than others, you need to take those moments to slow down, think, and dream.
And why does that matter? Because when you’re really refreshed and relaxed it will show – in everything from your enthusiastic approach to life, to the healthy glow of your skin! So next time life makes you feel squeezed and pulled in too many directions, make a date with yourself to take a relaxing tour of your own inner world.
Happy birthday, Kai!
Hope it was a good one! : )
Heh, this is the results from the Star Trek Personality quiz:
Myers-Briggs would say that you are an ISFP (Introvert, Sensor, Feeler, Perceiver). In Star Trek language, you share a basic personality configuration with Bareil and The Doctor.
People like you are a complex blend of empathetic and realistic. You're kind, thoughtful and affectionate with those you know well, though strangers may find you reserved. When you're comfortable, you can be quite humble and gentle with others. When threatened, you tend to shut down. You adapt well to the needs of others without compromising yourself, achieving peace and usefulness with your environment. You're very down-to-earth.
You're faithful, but highly sensitive to criticism. You get your feelings hurt easily. You like to help others in practical ways and dislike confrontations.
If you're a strong introvert, you tend to be quiet and soft-spoken. If you're more extroverted, you may over-compensate for shyness.
Your primary goal in life is feeling peaceful and harmonious with the people and places that matter most to you. Your reward is to be accepted and loved just the way you are.
Good careers for your type include primary care physician, interior designer, massage therapist, chef, and alcohol and drug addiction counselor.
Interesting, eh? I got it from Wil Wheaton's blog... which is actually very entertaining. He's intelligent and articulate and he doesn't take himself all that seriously...
('Ambassador' could do with sequel', says Joules. 'You think so?' says I?
Heh, guess what I did today...?)
Hope it was a good one! : )
Heh, this is the results from the Star Trek Personality quiz:
Myers-Briggs would say that you are an ISFP (Introvert, Sensor, Feeler, Perceiver). In Star Trek language, you share a basic personality configuration with Bareil and The Doctor.
People like you are a complex blend of empathetic and realistic. You're kind, thoughtful and affectionate with those you know well, though strangers may find you reserved. When you're comfortable, you can be quite humble and gentle with others. When threatened, you tend to shut down. You adapt well to the needs of others without compromising yourself, achieving peace and usefulness with your environment. You're very down-to-earth.
You're faithful, but highly sensitive to criticism. You get your feelings hurt easily. You like to help others in practical ways and dislike confrontations.
If you're a strong introvert, you tend to be quiet and soft-spoken. If you're more extroverted, you may over-compensate for shyness.
Your primary goal in life is feeling peaceful and harmonious with the people and places that matter most to you. Your reward is to be accepted and loved just the way you are.
Good careers for your type include primary care physician, interior designer, massage therapist, chef, and alcohol and drug addiction counselor.
Interesting, eh? I got it from Wil Wheaton's blog... which is actually very entertaining. He's intelligent and articulate and he doesn't take himself all that seriously...
('Ambassador' could do with sequel', says Joules. 'You think so?' says I?
Heh, guess what I did today...?)
Saturday, March 08, 2003
[Yes, please! *leaps into the air and hovers high above the deep part of the pond]
Tch, Onna's blog's gone awol again...
I really, really like daddylonglegs spiders. There's one in my kitchen above the stove that's been catching the wasps for me. : )
At the Gene Kelly double the other week, we got to see the original trailers for 'Wizard of Oz'. While watching them, I leant over to Aaron and said:
'The tin-man, cowardly lion and scarecrow... are they friends of Dorothy?'
...........
Well I thought it was funny.
A dilemma. Joules' birthday fic is pretty much finished but she's torn between posting it asap or waiting until the illos are done. Problem is, that could be a while... (Heh, her birthday present and I nudged her in writing half of it.. Have I no shame? *pause for thought* Nup.)
Oooh, I love the way Cowboy Bebop and Bubblegum Crisis 2040 are shaping up! I'm not going to look at any of the sites for plot synopses either...
I've been working/thinking about an idea for some original fiction, a novel. It's shaping up but it's hard work. Actually, no, plot wise it's no harder than anything else I've thought about or done, just different. Everything else I've done so far has been either short stories, or ongoing chapters (with no end in sight!). Having to think around the concept of something that has a beginning, middle and end and goes for longer than 20 pages is interesting. Stay tuned.
Tch, Onna's blog's gone awol again...
I really, really like daddylonglegs spiders. There's one in my kitchen above the stove that's been catching the wasps for me. : )
At the Gene Kelly double the other week, we got to see the original trailers for 'Wizard of Oz'. While watching them, I leant over to Aaron and said:
...........
Well I thought it was funny.
A dilemma. Joules' birthday fic is pretty much finished but she's torn between posting it asap or waiting until the illos are done. Problem is, that could be a while... (Heh, her birthday present and I nudged her in writing half of it.. Have I no shame? *pause for thought* Nup.)
Oooh, I love the way Cowboy Bebop and Bubblegum Crisis 2040 are shaping up! I'm not going to look at any of the sites for plot synopses either...
I've been working/thinking about an idea for some original fiction, a novel. It's shaping up but it's hard work. Actually, no, plot wise it's no harder than anything else I've thought about or done, just different. Everything else I've done so far has been either short stories, or ongoing chapters (with no end in sight!). Having to think around the concept of something that has a beginning, middle and end and goes for longer than 20 pages is interesting. Stay tuned.
Friday, March 07, 2003
Couple of interesting pages...
This first one from Joules, a condensed version of the 'Two Towers' film script. : )
.. and this little editorial from Piro (Megatokyo) about creativity... scroll down past the comic, the piece is titled 'Moods & Distractions'
This first one from Joules, a condensed version of the 'Two Towers' film script. : )
.. and this little editorial from Piro (Megatokyo) about creativity... scroll down past the comic, the piece is titled 'Moods & Distractions'
Another eight hours, aijin. Minimum. I want the bulbs to settle before anyone goes into the water again. After that [shrugs] - well, they're best not disturbed too much, but since I planted them at our side and close to the bower, I imagine they'll be fine...
[smirks] As for posting Ambassador - heh, you think I have any control over the ningen? She won't listen to me... And given all the illustrations she wants to do for it... (Though when she'll find the time I have no idea.)
[inclines head, pondering, then shrugs] I'm not bothered. After all, she's written about the rest of the family in great detail, I suppose it's our turn..
[smirks] As for posting Ambassador - heh, you think I have any control over the ningen? She won't listen to me... And given all the illustrations she wants to do for it... (Though when she'll find the time I have no idea.)
[inclines head, pondering, then shrugs] I'm not bothered. After all, she's written about the rest of the family in great detail, I suppose it's our turn..
[The bulbs are in? AYA! Thank you, aijin! When can we go swimming?]
I got my first birthday card yesterday, from OkapiPrincess. It's so cute, it's got fishies on it! She's cross with herself cos she sent it to me early.
Don't think of if at getting the date wrong, OP, think of it as being super-organised! (Yes, I can find the 'up' angle in most things, why do you ask? *grin* I think it's cos of my enlarged 'sunny optimism' gland...)
Joules showed me the coloured versions of her Dystopia portraits. They're very good, really bring the chara's to life for me. Cloudie is damn close to how I see her in my mind. Joules said there was something about the Devon pic that was bothering her though - the first thing I noticed was that he looked like Joules...
She can't see it, but it's there, I'm not imagining it - it's in the shape and angle of his eyes. Judge for yourself when she eventually posts them *sporkspork*
The cubs are telling me they're going to clean up their room on the weekend.
I'm not being outwardly sceptical, heavens no, wouldn't want to discourage my babies, but I'll believe it when I see it.
What prompted the notion? Not me falling over and hurting myself - one of them wants to sleep on the floor and I quite reasonably pointed out he can't do that until the floor's clear...
Heh, Joule's birthday fic is close to completion.
[Are we sure we want this posted, aijin, it's very.. personal.]
I got my first birthday card yesterday, from OkapiPrincess. It's so cute, it's got fishies on it! She's cross with herself cos she sent it to me early.
Don't think of if at getting the date wrong, OP, think of it as being super-organised! (Yes, I can find the 'up' angle in most things, why do you ask? *grin* I think it's cos of my enlarged 'sunny optimism' gland...)
Joules showed me the coloured versions of her Dystopia portraits. They're very good, really bring the chara's to life for me. Cloudie is damn close to how I see her in my mind. Joules said there was something about the Devon pic that was bothering her though - the first thing I noticed was that he looked like Joules...
She can't see it, but it's there, I'm not imagining it - it's in the shape and angle of his eyes. Judge for yourself when she eventually posts them *sporkspork*
The cubs are telling me they're going to clean up their room on the weekend.
I'm not being outwardly sceptical, heavens no, wouldn't want to discourage my babies, but I'll believe it when I see it.
What prompted the notion? Not me falling over and hurting myself - one of them wants to sleep on the floor and I quite reasonably pointed out he can't do that until the floor's clear...
Heh, Joule's birthday fic is close to completion.
[Are we sure we want this posted, aijin, it's very.. personal.]
Thursday, March 06, 2003
[smirks, glancing at the remains of the uniform] It was in the way - I wanted what was underneath... Anyway, you have much more... interesting things to wear, aijin.
[soaring upwards, hovering high overhead, gazing down and around at the rich landscape laid out below] *Your home is beautiful, zkai'din. I'm honoured to be allowed to share it with you. Thank you.*
[soaring upwards, hovering high overhead, gazing down and around at the rich landscape laid out below] *Your home is beautiful, zkai'din. I'm honoured to be allowed to share it with you. Thank you.*
[*pout* Well that's the kawaii pink waitresss uniform ruined... I knew you didn't like it, aijin, but still - and it wasn't even you wearing it! *smirk* There were compensations, however...
Hey, the map's great! It really shows how much space there is here.. lots of open space for swooping and soaring, and the thermals rising up from the mountains are just perfect! *happy sigh* Can spend hours up there. The walks on the beach and through the forest are lots of fun too, though I should advise anyone other than 'lestrel and myself against going there cos Ghryff is even more territorial than I am...]
Hey, the map's great! It really shows how much space there is here.. lots of open space for swooping and soaring, and the thermals rising up from the mountains are just perfect! *happy sigh* Can spend hours up there. The walks on the beach and through the forest are lots of fun too, though I should advise anyone other than 'lestrel and myself against going there cos Ghryff is even more territorial than I am...]
Wednesday, March 05, 2003
Tuesday, March 04, 2003
Ow ow ow!
I hurt myself.
Walking in the pig-sty which is the cubs' room, in the dark, I tripped on something, fell and scraped my shin and wrist. Stings like hell. Heh, think I scared the cubs though - it's not often I swear in front of them - doubt it'll make them any more likely to tidy up.
Soulsis has decided I need some clothes - she's right, actually - so she's organised for Niki and herself to make me some. I got a skirt today, simple, straight, made from this wunnerful heavy, soft, black stretchy material. 'S really nice! Feels lovely - might even wear it out of the house...
Don't know who this is.. and the questions in this quiz were just silly...
The Yaoi Selector: Which Uke are You?
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*blink* Don't know this one either...
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I hurt myself.
Walking in the pig-sty which is the cubs' room, in the dark, I tripped on something, fell and scraped my shin and wrist. Stings like hell. Heh, think I scared the cubs though - it's not often I swear in front of them - doubt it'll make them any more likely to tidy up.
Soulsis has decided I need some clothes - she's right, actually - so she's organised for Niki and herself to make me some. I got a skirt today, simple, straight, made from this wunnerful heavy, soft, black stretchy material. 'S really nice! Feels lovely - might even wear it out of the house...
Don't know who this is.. and the questions in this quiz were just silly...
The Yaoi Selector: Which Uke are You?
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Monday, March 03, 2003
[climbs from pool, shaking water from mane and tail and reaching for drying cloth] Right, that's done. I can plant the tubers in three days. [glares towards Lemon Tree] I'd better be able to plant up in three days...
Heh, the ningen wants to post her birthday story in the Zone. After she's illustrated it, that is. [smirks at tenshi] That'll be fun. After all, it's the story of how we first met...
Heh, the ningen wants to post her birthday story in the Zone. After she's illustrated it, that is. [smirks at tenshi] That'll be fun. After all, it's the story of how we first met...
I really like dolly mixture.
I eat the jelly ones first, in colour groups, then I eat the limey fondants, then the lemony ones, then the orangey, berryey, strawberry and finally the chocolatey ones... mmmm....
Does anybody remember the punky girl-group, the Dolly Mixtures? They sang back up to Captain Sensible on his solo album. No reason for that comment other than to show off my knowledge of mid-eighties UK pop... *g*
Hee, just had a sneak preview of Joule's R/Jeice pic... awwww! ^~^ (and even though it's not especially explicit... phwooar!)
How soon can we organise that artists thing, do you think, Onna? *g*
Hee, next AC chapter started, next Dystopia ready to start, Joule's birthday fic almost done, Shinju/Okami fic started... original thingy thought about... busy busy busy...
I eat the jelly ones first, in colour groups, then I eat the limey fondants, then the lemony ones, then the orangey, berryey, strawberry and finally the chocolatey ones... mmmm....
Does anybody remember the punky girl-group, the Dolly Mixtures? They sang back up to Captain Sensible on his solo album. No reason for that comment other than to show off my knowledge of mid-eighties UK pop... *g*
Hee, just had a sneak preview of Joule's R/Jeice pic... awwww! ^~^ (and even though it's not especially explicit... phwooar!)
How soon can we organise that artists thing, do you think, Onna? *g*
Hee, next AC chapter started, next Dystopia ready to start, Joule's birthday fic almost done, Shinju/Okami fic started... original thingy thought about... busy busy busy...
Oh, WOW!! Joules, that's absolutely wonderful! And the portraits of the Dystopia charas are very good too! Cloudie is pretty much how I envisioned her... So where are the rest of the pics?
*GLOMPS* Welcome back, by the way. Did you have a good time? *g*
[*eyes wide, shy grin* The ningen's made me look kind of... beautiful...]
*GLOMPS* Welcome back, by the way. Did you have a good time? *g*
[*eyes wide, shy grin* The ningen's made me look kind of... beautiful...]
[eases self carefully into pool, wincing] What have I been doing to myself? Well...
I went back to that vahanah merchant - he's sneaky, that one, and I wondered if he had kept any tubers back. Turns out he had. Just seven of them, but that's enough to create a good show. Problem was, these really are the last ones available in the galaxy - and the price was higher than last time. [winces] And he'd learnt a few new tricks...
The water needs to be prepared - 75 (terran) hours undisturbed while the micro-organisms multiply, then another 13 for the bulbs to settle. I'd like to get the process started tomorrow - tell your friends to stay away from the pond for five days. After that the water will be safe to swim in, even to drop little bits of food in for the fish - but no chemicals, no salt, nothing oily, and nothing acidic (like lemon juice). Have them ask if they're unsure. [growls] Anything goes wrong this time and I will kill.
[floating, water soothing weals and aches, eyes closing] It's good to be home. I'll wait here for you...
I went back to that vahanah merchant - he's sneaky, that one, and I wondered if he had kept any tubers back. Turns out he had. Just seven of them, but that's enough to create a good show. Problem was, these really are the last ones available in the galaxy - and the price was higher than last time. [winces] And he'd learnt a few new tricks...
The water needs to be prepared - 75 (terran) hours undisturbed while the micro-organisms multiply, then another 13 for the bulbs to settle. I'd like to get the process started tomorrow - tell your friends to stay away from the pond for five days. After that the water will be safe to swim in, even to drop little bits of food in for the fish - but no chemicals, no salt, nothing oily, and nothing acidic (like lemon juice). Have them ask if they're unsure. [growls] Anything goes wrong this time and I will kill.
[floating, water soothing weals and aches, eyes closing] It's good to be home. I'll wait here for you...
Sunday, March 02, 2003
OK, I have no idea who this is...
![[i'm dean thomas]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_ssY-XGmuicwQtcEH10mQeVbGQ1s-rWUgrDvu5850-Z1LMc4iAVdoQQXoAsFqwHVkHEgK1NbpvTtH7Zb6xY6VNah5KDBZOs7POjhJI=s0-d)
...and which lesser Harry Potter character are you?
Congrats! You're Gryffindor fourth-year Dean Thomas!
At first glance, there might not be too much to set you apart from the rest. On closer examination, however, it's easy to see that you're laidback, artistic, and as loyal as any Hufflepuff. Best of all, your biggest argument in three years has been about why the people in your posters don't move .
(Your moment of glory - so far, at least - comes any time Gryffindor House needs some notable decorations.)
(... and OkapiPrincess? I can't read latin... : / )
Okapi icq'd me later with this...
//Dean Thomas is a Muggle Born and likes some sort of football club and they make fun of him because he put up posters in the dorm of these "footballers" and the pics don't move... ugh can't remember any more than that //
...and which lesser Harry Potter character are you?
Congrats! You're Gryffindor fourth-year Dean Thomas!
At first glance, there might not be too much to set you apart from the rest. On closer examination, however, it's easy to see that you're laidback, artistic, and as loyal as any Hufflepuff. Best of all, your biggest argument in three years has been about why the people in your posters don't move .
(Your moment of glory - so far, at least - comes any time Gryffindor House needs some notable decorations.)
(... and OkapiPrincess? I can't read latin... : / )
Okapi icq'd me later with this...
//Dean Thomas is a Muggle Born and likes some sort of football club and they make fun of him because he put up posters in the dorm of these "footballers" and the pics don't move... ugh can't remember any more than that //
[*intrigued and worried now* What have you been doing to yourself? You can tell me alllll about it when you get home - once you've got your breath back that is... ^~^]
Well, that was a quiet weekend - didn't even leave the house to go shopping.
KittenKong has left a very dead mouse outside my bedroom two nights in a row now. Fair enough they may not be intended for me, it might just be a convenient place to dispatch them, but I have to watch where I'm walking first thing in the morning instead of stumbling about half-asleep as I usually do.
Joules emailed me, the tease. She's not only drawn Devon and Lutra-tenshi but Cloudie, Stephan and Ox, and another Benten pic for Lure. Humph, and I don't get to see any of them until she gets home and scans them...
Onna, so how long do you think it'll take to finish this story of yours?
[Aijin, just a word of warning, I've given Sage permission to play in the pond so don't be surprised if you see him there. However, you've thoroughly spooked the chibi so I don't imagine he'll hang about when you're around... *g*]
Well, that was a quiet weekend - didn't even leave the house to go shopping.
KittenKong has left a very dead mouse outside my bedroom two nights in a row now. Fair enough they may not be intended for me, it might just be a convenient place to dispatch them, but I have to watch where I'm walking first thing in the morning instead of stumbling about half-asleep as I usually do.
Joules emailed me, the tease. She's not only drawn Devon and Lutra-tenshi but Cloudie, Stephan and Ox, and another Benten pic for Lure. Humph, and I don't get to see any of them until she gets home and scans them...
Onna, so how long do you think it'll take to finish this story of yours?
[Aijin, just a word of warning, I've given Sage permission to play in the pond so don't be surprised if you see him there. However, you've thoroughly spooked the chibi so I don't imagine he'll hang about when you're around... *g*]
Hee, Peter sent me this. I laughed...
//A letter to the London Observer from Terry Jones (yes, of Monty Python).
Letter to the Observer - Sunday January 26, 2003
I'm really excited by George Bush's latest reason for bombing Iraq: he's running out of patience. And so am I! For some time now I've been really pissed off with Mr Johnson, who lives a couple of doors down the street.
Well, him and Mr Patel, who runs the health food shop. They both give me queer looks, and I'm sure Mr Johnson is planning something nasty for me, but so far I haven't been able to discover what.
I've been round to his place a few times to see what he's up to, but he's got everything well hidden. That's how devious he is. As for Mr
Patel, don't ask me how I know, I just know - from very good sources - that he is, in reality, a Mass Murderer. I have leafleted the street telling them that if we don't act first, he'll pick us off one by one. Some of my neighbours say, if I've got proof, why don't I go to the police? But that's simply ridiculous. The police will say that they need evidence of a crime with which to charge my neighbours. They'll come up with endless red tape and quibbling about the rights and wrongs of a pre-emptive strike and all the while Mr Johnson will be finalising his plans to do terrible things to me, while Mr Patel will be secretly murdering people.
Since I'm the only one in the street with a decent range of automatic firearms, I reckon it's up to me to keep the peace. But until recently that's been a little difficult. Now, however, George W. Bush has made it clear that all I need to do is run out of patience, and then I can wade in and do whatever I want!
And let's face it, Mr Bush's carefully thought-out policy towards Iraq is the only way to bring about international peace and security. The one certain way to stop Muslim fundamentalist suicide bombers targeting the US or the UK is to bomb a few Muslim countries that have never threatened us.
That's why I want to blow up Mr Johnson's garage and kill his wife and children. Strike first! That'll teach him a lesson. Then he'll leave
us in peace and stop peering at me in that totally unacceptable way.
Mr Bush makes it clear that all he needs to know before bombing Iraq is that Saddam is a really nasty man and that he has weapons of mass destruction - even if no one can find them. I'm certain I've just as much justification for killing Mr Johnson's wife and children as Mr Bush has for bombing Iraq.
Mr Bush's long-term aim is to make the world a safer place by eliminating 'rogue states' and 'terrorism'.
It's such a clever long-term aim because how can you ever know when you've achieved it? How will Mr Bush know when he's wiped out all terrorists?
When every single terrorist is dead? But then a terrorist is only a terrorist once he's committed an act of terror. What about would-be terrorists?
These are the ones you really want to eliminate, since most of the known terrorists, being suicide bombers, have already eliminated
themselves.
Perhaps Mr Bush needs to wipe out everyone who could possibly be a future terrorist? Maybe he can't be sure he's achieved his objective until every Muslim fundamentalist is dead? But then some moderate Muslims might convert to fundamentalism. Maybe the only really safe thing to do would be for Mr Bush to eliminate all Muslims?
It's the same in my street. Mr Johnson and Mr Patel are just the tip of the iceberg. There are dozens of other people in the street who I don't like and who - quite frankly - look at me in odd ways. No one will be really safe until I've wiped them all out. My wife says I might be going too far but I tell her I'm simply using the same logic as the President of the United States. That shuts her up.
Like Mr Bush, I've run out of patience, and if that's a good enough reason for the President, it's good enough for me. I'm going to give the whole street two weeks - no, 10 days - to come out in the open and hand over all aliens and interplanetary hijackers, galactic outlaws and interstellar terrorist masterminds, and if they don't hand them over nicely and say 'Thank you', I'm going to bomb the entire street to kingdom come. It's just as sane as what George W. Bush is proposing - and, in contrast to what he's intending, my policy will destroy only one street.//
//A letter to the London Observer from Terry Jones (yes, of Monty Python).
Letter to the Observer - Sunday January 26, 2003
I'm really excited by George Bush's latest reason for bombing Iraq: he's running out of patience. And so am I! For some time now I've been really pissed off with Mr Johnson, who lives a couple of doors down the street.
Well, him and Mr Patel, who runs the health food shop. They both give me queer looks, and I'm sure Mr Johnson is planning something nasty for me, but so far I haven't been able to discover what.
I've been round to his place a few times to see what he's up to, but he's got everything well hidden. That's how devious he is. As for Mr
Patel, don't ask me how I know, I just know - from very good sources - that he is, in reality, a Mass Murderer. I have leafleted the street telling them that if we don't act first, he'll pick us off one by one. Some of my neighbours say, if I've got proof, why don't I go to the police? But that's simply ridiculous. The police will say that they need evidence of a crime with which to charge my neighbours. They'll come up with endless red tape and quibbling about the rights and wrongs of a pre-emptive strike and all the while Mr Johnson will be finalising his plans to do terrible things to me, while Mr Patel will be secretly murdering people.
Since I'm the only one in the street with a decent range of automatic firearms, I reckon it's up to me to keep the peace. But until recently that's been a little difficult. Now, however, George W. Bush has made it clear that all I need to do is run out of patience, and then I can wade in and do whatever I want!
And let's face it, Mr Bush's carefully thought-out policy towards Iraq is the only way to bring about international peace and security. The one certain way to stop Muslim fundamentalist suicide bombers targeting the US or the UK is to bomb a few Muslim countries that have never threatened us.
That's why I want to blow up Mr Johnson's garage and kill his wife and children. Strike first! That'll teach him a lesson. Then he'll leave
us in peace and stop peering at me in that totally unacceptable way.
Mr Bush makes it clear that all he needs to know before bombing Iraq is that Saddam is a really nasty man and that he has weapons of mass destruction - even if no one can find them. I'm certain I've just as much justification for killing Mr Johnson's wife and children as Mr Bush has for bombing Iraq.
Mr Bush's long-term aim is to make the world a safer place by eliminating 'rogue states' and 'terrorism'.
It's such a clever long-term aim because how can you ever know when you've achieved it? How will Mr Bush know when he's wiped out all terrorists?
When every single terrorist is dead? But then a terrorist is only a terrorist once he's committed an act of terror. What about would-be terrorists?
These are the ones you really want to eliminate, since most of the known terrorists, being suicide bombers, have already eliminated
themselves.
Perhaps Mr Bush needs to wipe out everyone who could possibly be a future terrorist? Maybe he can't be sure he's achieved his objective until every Muslim fundamentalist is dead? But then some moderate Muslims might convert to fundamentalism. Maybe the only really safe thing to do would be for Mr Bush to eliminate all Muslims?
It's the same in my street. Mr Johnson and Mr Patel are just the tip of the iceberg. There are dozens of other people in the street who I don't like and who - quite frankly - look at me in odd ways. No one will be really safe until I've wiped them all out. My wife says I might be going too far but I tell her I'm simply using the same logic as the President of the United States. That shuts her up.
Like Mr Bush, I've run out of patience, and if that's a good enough reason for the President, it's good enough for me. I'm going to give the whole street two weeks - no, 10 days - to come out in the open and hand over all aliens and interplanetary hijackers, galactic outlaws and interstellar terrorist masterminds, and if they don't hand them over nicely and say 'Thank you', I'm going to bomb the entire street to kingdom come. It's just as sane as what George W. Bush is proposing - and, in contrast to what he's intending, my policy will destroy only one street.//
Saturday, March 01, 2003
[*intrigued*.. is that 'limp' as in walking awkwardly, or 'limp' as in 'tired'?
*bright eyes* Not long 'til 'lestrel's home... time to start making the bower nice and put in pre-order with the Canteen...]
Oooh! Love the R cake decoration, Joules! Goodtwin's friend did a great job! *covetcovet* Tch, feel like a sugar fix now...
Went to see 'Singin' in the Rain' and 'An American in Paris' last night with Niki, Soulsis and Aaron.
SITR was brilliant, really good seeing it on the big screen, caught loads of nuances and subtle facial expressions that aren't as clear on a tv screen. AAIP was less than brilliant, unfortunately; I get the impression Mr Kelly was indulged somewhat in that production. It all gets a bit surreal and ultimately pointless towards the end and it has the quickest and most unsatisfying resolution in any movie I've seen. Still, Leslie Caron was pretty enough, I suppose, for a chipmunk (no, seriously, little round cheeks and buck-teeth are just precious on rodents, not necessarily on humans) and Gene Kelly had a lovely bum. There was one line, though, that had the audience laughing out loud. The hero - on the rebound - asks the secondary female lead (who has a thing for him) out to a party. She goes all breathless and stupid with delight and says: "I feel like a woman for a change!" Tee hee hee. Don't we all, darlin', don't we all...
Okapi sent me this website. ROFLMAO!! I have dozens of those soy sauce fish lurking about in cupboards and jars...
And Soulsis sent me this.
The pics in the gallery were off-putting enough - couldn't bring myself to read any of the fics.
Picked up a program for the 13th Annual Melbourne Queer Film Festival last night. Most likely won't be able to go see anything but it was very interesting reading what was on. Mostly American docos and movies it seemed, but a fair slathering of Asian (Japanese, Chinese, Korean, Taiwanese) Euro (English, Irish, Finnish, Danish) and some Australian pieces. The anime Revolutionary Girl Utenna is screening a couple of times - seen some artwork from that and it looks gorgeous. Like to watch that some time, and there's a Bollywood picture, Mango Souffle which looks like a lot of fun - got a soft spot for Bollywood movies... Ah well, if I can bestir myself to organise baby-sitters - and I can afford it - I might get to go and see something this year...
*bright eyes* Not long 'til 'lestrel's home... time to start making the bower nice and put in pre-order with the Canteen...]
Oooh! Love the R cake decoration, Joules! Goodtwin's friend did a great job! *covetcovet* Tch, feel like a sugar fix now...
Went to see 'Singin' in the Rain' and 'An American in Paris' last night with Niki, Soulsis and Aaron.
SITR was brilliant, really good seeing it on the big screen, caught loads of nuances and subtle facial expressions that aren't as clear on a tv screen. AAIP was less than brilliant, unfortunately; I get the impression Mr Kelly was indulged somewhat in that production. It all gets a bit surreal and ultimately pointless towards the end and it has the quickest and most unsatisfying resolution in any movie I've seen. Still, Leslie Caron was pretty enough, I suppose, for a chipmunk (no, seriously, little round cheeks and buck-teeth are just precious on rodents, not necessarily on humans) and Gene Kelly had a lovely bum. There was one line, though, that had the audience laughing out loud. The hero - on the rebound - asks the secondary female lead (who has a thing for him) out to a party. She goes all breathless and stupid with delight and says: "I feel like a woman for a change!" Tee hee hee. Don't we all, darlin', don't we all...
Okapi sent me this website. ROFLMAO!! I have dozens of those soy sauce fish lurking about in cupboards and jars...
And Soulsis sent me this.
The pics in the gallery were off-putting enough - couldn't bring myself to read any of the fics.
Picked up a program for the 13th Annual Melbourne Queer Film Festival last night. Most likely won't be able to go see anything but it was very interesting reading what was on. Mostly American docos and movies it seemed, but a fair slathering of Asian (Japanese, Chinese, Korean, Taiwanese) Euro (English, Irish, Finnish, Danish) and some Australian pieces. The anime Revolutionary Girl Utenna is screening a couple of times - seen some artwork from that and it looks gorgeous. Like to watch that some time, and there's a Bollywood picture, Mango Souffle which looks like a lot of fun - got a soft spot for Bollywood movies... Ah well, if I can bestir myself to organise baby-sitters - and I can afford it - I might get to go and see something this year...