Teeny stationery + teeny coloured pencils = happy Lisako.
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 07:18 p.m. Monday, April 28, 2003
Single Fic Writer seeks same for having her ass kicked into making non-puny progress into the next chapter of each epic fic on her agenda (currently two total). Friendship, cookies, possibly LTR?
@_@ Gah. It's only Monday, it's only Monday...
In other news, yesterday was William Shakespeare's birthday (his 439th!) and we went to the Folger Library to celebrate. There was a 250-pound cake in the shape of the Globe Theatre, and I learned the other meaning of the word "huggling" (there were two people in a cute semi-Shakespearean entertainment thing who huggled--they stood chest to chest and then juggled behind each other's backs), and I got to get up on the stage and do Katharine's final speech from "Taming of the Shrew", and, which is most important, I got some advice on one of my most prized possessions.
See, a couple of years ago, I took night classes at a place that had HUGE bookshelves full of used books--paperbacks fifty cents, hardbacks a dollar. And I discovered a really old Complete Works of Shakespeare with a very battered leather cover and very delicate, tiny illustrations of famous actresses of the day (I'm guessing early 1800s) in the Big Roles. I bought it right there, naturally, being the book-magpie-thing that I am. And when I asked someone at the Folger if I could bring it in and have someone tell me exactly how old it is and what edition I've got, he said he didn't see why not.
I thought of having it appraised once, but it seemed kind of silly to know what kind of price I'd get for something I'd never sell anyway.
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 11:30 a.m. Monday, April 28, 2003
I miss my NES.
See, back when I was a little Rosebud, my sister and I owned a Nintendo. And we had a lot of games what we bought for fairly cheap, and rented games semi-obsessively, and beat the living shiznuts out of them. I was really good at games like StarTropics and Darkwing Duck and Little Nemo. I even got to the point where I could beat DuckTales (without cheating) in fifteen minutes. I was a gamer--not a hardcore one, but my family was also made up entirely of gamers, and together we were damn near unstoppable.
Then came Sega Genesis. That was okay, even fun; something about the Sonic The Hedehog games appealed to my unmedicated little brain ("WHEE SHINY HAPPY FAST!"). The graphics were downright pretty. I had fun.
And then came the Nintendo64, and I haven't been able to play competently on any system since. Sure, give me a DDR pad and plug me into a PlayStation and I'm a happy camper, but I can't play anything else to save my life. Not even Banjo bloody Kazooie. Now I just sit back and make giggly commentary while my sister beats the shiznuts out of games, and occasionally read to her from the hint books.
But I miss my NES. A lot.
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 12:33 p.m. Saturday, April 26, 2003
So, I had my quasi-interview today.
The guy told me he would have hired me
right there if he could afford it.
So even though I don't have a non-granddad job, I feel
awesome.
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 01:27 p.m. Friday, April 25, 2003
So, the other night my mom and my sister and I were watching CNN, and stuff came up about the current debate over "anti-sodomy" laws. I don't remember the name of the guy who said this, but some
elected official said he believed that "legalising homosexuality" was on a par with legalising incest, rape, child molestation, adultery, and bestiality.
Um, sweetie?
If two consenting single/committed adults agree to do something together, and do not harm each other or anyone else in the process of doing it (and no, the knowledge that omg the guys next door r hvaing teh seks!!11 is not uniformly harmful), the government owes them the right to do it in peace and in privacy, whether those consenting adults are straight or gay.
Incest harms people, because it, molestation, and psychological abuse go hand in hand in hand. Rape harms people, for obvious reasons. Child molestation harms people, because it can leave mental and emotional wounds that take years or even decades to heal. Adultery harms people because it's a violation of trust and mutual commitment.
A consensual sexual act shared by two adults harms only whoever
chooses to be offended by it.
Also, I would like to call this guy up and say, "So you think homosexuality destroys families? Tell that to PFLAG."
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 10:53 a.m. Friday, April 25, 2003
To: Mother Nature
Re: the large clouds of pollen currently terrorising my area and making me too headachy to go watch high school dancing concert thingy with my sister
Dear M.N.,
THAT SHIT AIN'T FUNNY, YO.
kisses,
Lisa
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 07:19 p.m. Thursday, April 24, 2003
Wow. Today is Secretaries' Day.
When I saw that on the calendar (I'm at work now), I had a fleeting moment of imagining myself looming over granddad a la Lina Inverse and screaming "WHERE ARE MY FLOWERS, BITCH?!"
In other news, I keep getting wrong number calls on my cell phone asking for someone whose name sounds suspiciously like "Dorito".
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 04:41 p.m. Wednesday, April 23, 2003
*
waves* Yeah, it is too bad that you can't throw books
at people... given, I've thrown them at walls before (blargh Anne Rice get it awaaaay blargh William Shatner no bad), but I guess it's the target that matters. Oh well. And hi, glad you like the sidestory! :D
Somewhat at random: I want to find the person who taught my granddad that commas are undesirable-under-any-circumstances, and rip them a new one. In the shape of a comma.
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 10:42 a.m. Wednesday, April 23, 2003
...okay, if I don't stop watching the
Matrix Reloaded trailer, my eyes are going to rot out of my head and then I won't be able to see the actual movie, but... dammit, SO MUCH AGENT SMITH. SO MUCH.
(Me, obsessed? Noooo *cough51503babycough*)
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 03:11 p.m. Tuesday, April 22, 2003
I... I get to be an
oneechan! *snifl* So happy...
There's a scene in the movie
Bridget Jones's Diary where our heroine, after quitting her job, screws up every interview she goes to until she finally admits why she left her other job and that she
really needs work. The other day when I went to my local comic book store to ask for a job application, they told me to come back Friday to talk to the owner, and I keep imagining the meeting playing out in much the same way:
Comic Book Store Person: ...and if you had to deal with an unpleasant customer?
Me: I work for someone who never says thank you, constantly puts down my politics, expects me to remember things that happened long before I was born, and tries to guilt me about not being Catholic.
CBSP: ....
Me: ...tends to give you coping mechanisms.
CBSP: ...you start Monday.
If only. ^_^;
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 2:31 p.m. Tuesday, April 22, 2003
So, I've been reading Nick Bantock's
Griffin and Sabine, and I really have to envy the guy. I'm a firm believer in letter-writing as an art (ask
Rav and Skimmer), and, damn, would I like to see more books that incorporate letters like that. There's something very human about a letter; maybe it's the handwriting, maybe it's the feel of opening it, maybe it's the fact that it's something someone else made for you to look at. (And maybe that's part of what's so fun about Griffin and Sabine: you put yourself in the place of either character when you read their letters.)
I have a feeling I'm going to use up quite a few stamps today. ^^ Hee.
And, a propos of nothing: after the Great AnimeBoston Stunt, I believe I have at last earned the title of "Resident Rogue
Onmyouji." ^____^
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 11:05 a.m. Monday, April 21, 2003
I like to think that I am on the whole a tolerant and patient person, but when I get yelled at for asserting that the earth revolves around the sun, it makes me just a little bit irritated.
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 08:42 p.m. Sunday, April 20, 2003
Interesting Easter things:
* Now that my sister has proven herself a DDR prodigy (I kid you not, she is the lord of the dance) and I've been playing on and off for a couple of years, apparently my mom has finally buckled and
ordered a PS2 specifically so we can play DDR.
* Granddad, in a fit of being his usual jerk self, informed me on Friday that he intended to get mom to cut his hair when he came over for Easter dinner today. I can't wait to see the verbal smackdown that ensues.
*
Shoi and I have identified what Ananda 3 needs before it can be released. As soon as we've hammered it out, there will be an update, oh yes indeed. ^_^ Mwee. *loves the Shoi*
(Also, in a fit of boredom, played Spot The
Drakos on fansview.com. I think I got a bead on her... ^_~)
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 11:49 a.m. Sunday, April 20, 2003
Oh--another thing. So I've been re-reading
Jane Eyre, which is one of the best books ever written, IMHO. Then I discovered that I had a pair of jeans whose side pockets would accomodate my paperback copy of
Jane Eyre perfectly.
So, I went out and got acrylic paints and fabric medium, and I made
Jane Eyre jeans.
It's the neatest thing. People read them on the subway. I think I may take another pair of jeans and make them into
Neverwhere pants... XD
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 11:16 a.m. Thursday, April 17, 2003
MP3s of the week:
Margaret Cho - Mom's Gay Porn (2.9 MB)
One I think the entire fandom should hear. XD Also, I wish my mom were more like that.
As Good As You (3.9 MB)
From "Jane Eyre: The Musical". This is Mr. Rochester. Nuff said, man. *drool*
The Cockroach That Ate Cincinatti (1.9 MB)
Blame
Skimmer for this. I certainly do.
i'm gonna rock and roll all night, and party every day +++ 11:04 a.m. Thursday, April 17, 2003
