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Apr. 28th, 2005 06:46 pmHas anyone else been reading the
angstanonymous community? It's a multifandom RPG, but the Tsuzuki, Hisoka and Muraki players have been the source of most of the action, so it's easy enough to follow even if like me you don't know who the other characters are. I've been following along with it off-and-on since it started, but yesterday Tsuzuki spit in Muraki's face and I gasped and needed more and realized that it'd turned into an interesting story. It's got good writing for an RPG.
This perfume site has the strangest descriptions of scents I've ever seen. I wish you could smell them, though; I'd want to know what they're like, but not enough to actually buy any without a sample. They have Cthulu perfumes even. That's just cool.
I'm sure everyone has seen this already, but just in case: empathy is real! Or something.
This is the best
metaquotes ever. Or, you know, recently.
1000 Blank White Cards. I want to play this game. I just need to convince some other people to do it with me. I also want to play Katamari Damacy, so I can know what everyone else is talking about. And Sims 2, because it's not like Sims 1 didn't eat up hundreds of hours of my life. And Tombraider. And various Silent Hills. And the first Resident Evil.
...basically, I want to have a Playstation and waste lots of time with it.
I'm in a much better mood than anyone who failed a midterm this morning has a right to be. Though in my world, "failed" translates into something like "got below 85%", so feel free to ignore my angst. I suppose that's why it would have been a good idea to have studied. But it's too late to do anything now, so I'm not really bothered. Especially since yesterday I bought Vienna Teng's Warm Strangers and the Postal Service's Give Up, plus two tank tops and one of those extremely short miniskirts that are back in style, all for less than twenty dollars. This brings the total number of skirts I own to three, but apparently my desire to dress like a skank outweighs my desire to dress like a tomboy. Now if it would get warm enough for me to wear it, I'd be really happy.
Speaking of weather (wasn't this post supposed to be about links? Whatever.), it's been in the 40s/50s range for a week, after a month of t-shirts and flip-flops. I had to go back to wearing a heavy jacket, which I haven't worn since fall. I'd forgotten that a pen burst in the pocket just before it got too cold to wear it, staining the lining with ink. Now whenever I put my hands in my pockets, I end up with a faint blue-grey haze on the knuckles of my right hand. I keep noticing it suddenly and forgetting what it's from, and wondering if I've punched someone recently.
I was checking various people's away messages on AIM just now, and read one that said, "At the coms meeting". Hmmm, I thought to myself. What's a coms meeting? Maybe communist. Which seemed a logical assumption, as most of the people I know might very well go to a communist meeting. And then I noticed that it was the away message of my cousin, the one some people have heard me lovingly refer to as "my cousin the idiot slut". She is not at a communist meeting, believe me. Her listed interests include 'Future Trophy Wives of America'. She told me once, straight-faced, that her major was "marrying a doctor". I replied that I'd rather get my own doctorate, thank you, but I'm fairly certain she thought I was joking. She also has a website that includes the line: well its all good because aryans (sp?) are the masters and commanders of the world. That's a direct quote. I'm not comforted by the lol jk.
I wish so very much that I made up that last line. Can you disown cousins?
Also, my baby brother is not allowed to have an away message that reads, i'm just a guy looking for a good time. Call ###-####. I don't care if he's 17 now, that's disturbing.
I need to come up with new away messages for myself; I've used the same ones for the longest time.
bloodrace has the best away messages of anyone I know.
Did you know that Ipods have solitaire on them? And other games? Because I just discovered this feature today. It is the most amazing thing ever- now I can carry time-wasters with me to class!! It's exactly what I need.
I love spring. I've posted about this already, several times, and I'm sure no one cares, but I'm easily fascinated. Every time I step out the door I start to do this, writing fleeting pieces of poems in my head, with no intention of ever using them. And then they end up in lj posts. But still: baby rabbits are populating campus; if you walk around at night, you'll scare up one or two no bigger than the palm of your hand. Gutters are clogged with tiny, tiny petals, the size of a pencil eraser or smaller, and when a car drives by they swirl up in its wake, spiraling and flying and filling the air for a moment with white and yellow-green and palest, palest pink. Whenever you walk by one of the trees that's still blooming, there's always just a single brief second when the wind and your position conspire to wash the scent over you, and it's like sugar and honeysuckle and bruised leaves, and it's gone as soon as you realize it's there. I went downtown yesterday, and the wind was so strong that it was hard to walk into it; a group of little children was visiting the capital building, and they were playing in front of their parked schoolbuses, pretending to get blown away. One of them let go of a piece of paper and it flew straight across the street, sweeping up and over the construction scaffolding, and disappearing in the reflected sunlight of the windows of the skyscraper.
This has been a collection of things I've been thinking about lately. You are now returned to your regularly scheduled flists.
This perfume site has the strangest descriptions of scents I've ever seen. I wish you could smell them, though; I'd want to know what they're like, but not enough to actually buy any without a sample. They have Cthulu perfumes even. That's just cool.
I'm sure everyone has seen this already, but just in case: empathy is real! Or something.
This is the best
1000 Blank White Cards. I want to play this game. I just need to convince some other people to do it with me. I also want to play Katamari Damacy, so I can know what everyone else is talking about. And Sims 2, because it's not like Sims 1 didn't eat up hundreds of hours of my life. And Tombraider. And various Silent Hills. And the first Resident Evil.
...basically, I want to have a Playstation and waste lots of time with it.
I'm in a much better mood than anyone who failed a midterm this morning has a right to be. Though in my world, "failed" translates into something like "got below 85%", so feel free to ignore my angst. I suppose that's why it would have been a good idea to have studied. But it's too late to do anything now, so I'm not really bothered. Especially since yesterday I bought Vienna Teng's Warm Strangers and the Postal Service's Give Up, plus two tank tops and one of those extremely short miniskirts that are back in style, all for less than twenty dollars. This brings the total number of skirts I own to three, but apparently my desire to dress like a skank outweighs my desire to dress like a tomboy. Now if it would get warm enough for me to wear it, I'd be really happy.
Speaking of weather (wasn't this post supposed to be about links? Whatever.), it's been in the 40s/50s range for a week, after a month of t-shirts and flip-flops. I had to go back to wearing a heavy jacket, which I haven't worn since fall. I'd forgotten that a pen burst in the pocket just before it got too cold to wear it, staining the lining with ink. Now whenever I put my hands in my pockets, I end up with a faint blue-grey haze on the knuckles of my right hand. I keep noticing it suddenly and forgetting what it's from, and wondering if I've punched someone recently.
I was checking various people's away messages on AIM just now, and read one that said, "At the coms meeting". Hmmm, I thought to myself. What's a coms meeting? Maybe communist. Which seemed a logical assumption, as most of the people I know might very well go to a communist meeting. And then I noticed that it was the away message of my cousin, the one some people have heard me lovingly refer to as "my cousin the idiot slut". She is not at a communist meeting, believe me. Her listed interests include 'Future Trophy Wives of America'. She told me once, straight-faced, that her major was "marrying a doctor". I replied that I'd rather get my own doctorate, thank you, but I'm fairly certain she thought I was joking. She also has a website that includes the line: well its all good because aryans (sp?) are the masters and commanders of the world. That's a direct quote. I'm not comforted by the lol jk.
I wish so very much that I made up that last line. Can you disown cousins?
Also, my baby brother is not allowed to have an away message that reads, i'm just a guy looking for a good time. Call ###-####. I don't care if he's 17 now, that's disturbing.
I need to come up with new away messages for myself; I've used the same ones for the longest time.
Did you know that Ipods have solitaire on them? And other games? Because I just discovered this feature today. It is the most amazing thing ever- now I can carry time-wasters with me to class!! It's exactly what I need.
I love spring. I've posted about this already, several times, and I'm sure no one cares, but I'm easily fascinated. Every time I step out the door I start to do this, writing fleeting pieces of poems in my head, with no intention of ever using them. And then they end up in lj posts. But still: baby rabbits are populating campus; if you walk around at night, you'll scare up one or two no bigger than the palm of your hand. Gutters are clogged with tiny, tiny petals, the size of a pencil eraser or smaller, and when a car drives by they swirl up in its wake, spiraling and flying and filling the air for a moment with white and yellow-green and palest, palest pink. Whenever you walk by one of the trees that's still blooming, there's always just a single brief second when the wind and your position conspire to wash the scent over you, and it's like sugar and honeysuckle and bruised leaves, and it's gone as soon as you realize it's there. I went downtown yesterday, and the wind was so strong that it was hard to walk into it; a group of little children was visiting the capital building, and they were playing in front of their parked schoolbuses, pretending to get blown away. One of them let go of a piece of paper and it flew straight across the street, sweeping up and over the construction scaffolding, and disappearing in the reflected sunlight of the windows of the skyscraper.
This has been a collection of things I've been thinking about lately. You are now returned to your regularly scheduled flists.
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Date: 2005-04-29 01:59 am (UTC)I love that perfume site. But I agree with you: you really need to visit the mother ship, and try them out yourself.
And finally, I don't see why you can't disown your cousin. Although if you think she's likely to succeed, you might want to keep her on tap as a potential source of donations for good causes. She won't want whoever she marries to hear about that aryan stuff, after all . . .
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Date: 2005-04-29 04:39 pm (UTC)The solution, of course, is to start your own RPG and write the characters for yourself, but I don't really like that either. Personally, the whole "let's just start writing and see what happens" thing doesn't work for me. I want to know the ending before I write the beginning.
Ha! Future blackmail material makes for a much better way to look at her.
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Date: 2005-04-29 11:24 pm (UTC)"These eggs are wonderful. They exude yellowness."
"I'm single and I like shiny things such as diamonds, crystals, candy wrappers..."
Nothing particularly fancy....I got the first one from listening to my mother on the phone, though. 0.0
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Date: 2005-04-30 01:38 am (UTC)