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I have this odd feeling like I should be doing something or shouldn't be doing something. Scratch part of that, I KNOW I should be doing something.

Val needs attention. Badly. I want to wipe his faceup and start from scratch now that I know hoe to do it better. I want to send him to that woman on DoA and get his scars done properly, if she's still offering. I kind of vanished from the doll scene for several months. Just like I've pretty much vanished from GaiaOnline now that my internet access at work is restricted.

To be honest, that last part has cut out most of my internet involvement. Which I guess states pretty clearly how much those things really mean to me. :/ The doll stuff, however... I'm serious about that. They're solid investments and I really want to get back into it.

So, maybe it's time to go onto Gaia, sell/give everything away and drop that distraction for good. Like I did for all those damn Yahoo Groups back in the day.

I have two online RP's that are trying to restart themselves, but it's slow going because of player hiatuses. Plus, getting back into MAX, taking writing seriously, trying just to learn how to live in a household with two pre-teen boys and learning how to be an adult in a new family. Not counting all the new expenses and worries that comes with it.

Ugh... now I feel overwhelmed, but at the same time... not? I dunno, it's a really weird sensation.

I blame lack of sleep. Yes.

>.>

Today for lunch I had the following:

1 cup of red, sugar-free Jell-o,
1 swedish fish (to remind myself why I don't like them),
& a handful of Chocolate and Peanut Butter coated pretzels

Oh, and about 3 cups of water. Sounds like a 4-year-old's desert recipe. Yeah, forgetting my lunch is bad.  >.<  Although, thanks to the above donations from my co-workers, I won't be gnawing Joel's arm completely off when I get home. :D

...Only gnaw it half off.  >.>

*goes and gets tea*

LEARN SOME!

"...Forever Your's..." 

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>.> Oh, come ON... I wish they would let try my hand at being an MSWord spell-checker for some of these orders.

Itchy fingers.

Want to RP.

More than two weeks until Ausflucht is back up.

as,kdhgfsowieyrhqiu23y789syhdjfnzsdhf89qu34lIU^#%IH!!!!111

Ever have one of those cravings where you HAVE to have something you remember loving at one time, remember it being delicious and satisfying -- only to try it and realize your tastes have changed so much that you completely over-shot the mark?

Yeah, had one of those. I had a craving to read something romantic while I was waiting for orders to come in this morning. Naturally, my mind wanders back to Sailor Moon fanfiction and reminiscing about how I used to love the drama and romance and fun of those fics.

I also remember the horrific characterizations, the rampant cliches and weak WEAK plots.

My standards for fanfiction have narrowed GREATLY since those first fanfic-reading frenzies in college. I was reminded by just how much when I went to read  what was considered a GOOD SM fic-- only to find myself gagging on cliches and sugar over-dose.  Oh, and reminding myself why I despise 99% of non-yaoi romance fics. Hell, why I despise 75% of YAOI romance, too. Started okay and quickly spiraled into "No, I love YOU more" and marriage proposals.

Shoot me now.

Nothing kills a craving better than over-doing it with the first bite. I need to go find something dark and violent.

( I have no idea who the narrator is, but... )

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Oh, SO MUCH blasphemy. ^.^;;

( Wandering mind + too much scifi meanderings + request for Apocrypha drabbles = ... )
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kabaryu :The scene in my head continues for the rest of the flight: Wulfie getting tossed into a break in the dimensional barrier with half-sentient particle-clouds pulling her under, Cade armor-shifting himself to save her, etc. Use your imagination.

Everyone else: Wondering where this came from? Mwahaha. Let's jut say this is a sci-fi twist based on people and events from kabaryu's and my book series. ^_^

The project has gained an icon. XD And, from now on as the cast list is updated, this will be the entry I change to fit.

( The List as of 12/16/08 )


Desperately need ideas for the three uncast characters and thoughts on the tentative castings. >.< This is all just for fun, but leaving people uncast bugs me.

EDIT 12/16: Added Tayuya as Nephrite because it really just clicked and said "duh!". X3

So, I rewatched the first two episodes of PGSM. It's amazing how much they can cram into a half hour. O.o

The bit I wrote for Naruto and Sasuke's meeting is wrong. Usagi first bumps into Mamoru when he's wandering the halls of the place where Naru's mother is holding a jewelry show. Then, the next time they meet is when Usagi is on her way to cram school in the next episode.

I think the test paper scene is anime canon, isn't it? Poopy, means I'll have to change it. Oh well, no biggie. Still a good exercise. Might keep it anyway. :D

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( Shikamaru stared at the little fox plushie which stared back with unblinking plastic eyes. )
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This was fun to write. I really do love Shikamaru. ^_^ He's going to be fun to torment.

Yes, until something better comes along, "That's not what SHE said!" is the project title. Because, frankly... Naruto is no Usagi. XD

Gaara wants to be Minako; Shukaku insists that he would be a much better Artemis than anything I cobble together for Sai. Unfortunately, making this move still leaves me with a gaping hole for Makoto's role and it sucks because I still can't seem to cast her OR Nephrite with any level of satisfaction. >.<

Is it just me, or is that really ironic considering they're paired up in the manga-Moon Kingdom past?

Some people, however, just clicked right into their role. >:D

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( Naruto was not having a good day. )

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You know he's the perfect Mamoru. Really now. ;D

Yes, this is intended to be SasuNaru, as stated in previous posts. However... this is based on PGSM. The most touching we got was a little hand-holding and a VERY meaningful Hug towards the end of the series.  Most of the romance is longing glances, mournful thoughts, saving and destroying things for each other. Angst and weeping.

In other words, it ought to be a hell of a lot of fun to write. :D

EDIT 1: Grammar edit!

About a year ago, I posted my accumulated cast thoughts about a cracked-up Naruto/Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon fusion. OLD POST HERE

I don't know what triggered it, but I got some of the bug again. So, I'm writing story scraps as they come. Except, they don't seem as humor-bent as I originally intended. ^.^;; Damn my drama-bent mind.

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( Kyuubi had thought this would be relatively easy. )

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More as things develop... and trust me, there will be more. >:D

( EDIT #1 (spoiler-ish for PGSM) )
EDIT 2: Went back and fixed some of the grammar because I'm a stickler like that. These won't beta'd or anything unless they become a complete story. At the moment, they are edible bits.

I finally got something I have been wanting since the first time I got Ushii to Orgimmar and saw another Tauren riding one. More than getting a wolf, more than having my belf on a horse, I WANTED THIS:

White War Talbuk

NO. SHUT UP. YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

dsfkjghdsfkjgh!!!

Cow riding a deer.

*is happy beyond caring about the geekiness of what it took to get the mount*

EDIT 12-10: I reached Exalted with Orgimmar last night during a battleground frenzy. I have been gunning for that about aslong as I wanted the Talbuk. So, now I have all three upper level wolf mounts added to my collection.

Yeah.... not a big fan of the Kodos... >.>

Stolen from kabaryu:

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! Last Monday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, zomg_flashman (-5000 points). In October on a flight to Bangladesh, I stole the emergency flight information card (-40 points). Last week I gave change to a homeless guy (19 points). Last Thursday I helped adesalme2009 hide a body (-173 points). In April I ruled Asscrackistan as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). Overall, I've been naughty (-4494 points). For Christmas I deserve a spanking! Sincerely, jmercedesd

Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:

ssadlfkjasdlfj!!!


I swear it wasn't an important race. Although, apparently, it's all zomg_flashman's fault. :O Yes, I blame him. He should get the spanking!

And I do wonder who pissed off Andrew. o.o

Dear author -

Your story has potential. Granted, it desperately needs a proof reader and you obviously should not be allowed near a thesaurus, but it has a a great plot, solid characters and brings up some interesting ideas.

HOWEVER --

“Cryonics is a form of time travel. And believe me, if there’s a way to go forward unharmed, there’s definitely a way to go back.”

Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

First off, cryonics is defined thus: the low-temperature preservation of humans and animals that can no longer be sustained by contemporary medicine until resuscitation may be possible in the future.

They FREEZE people/animals, putting their bodies in a sort of holding pattern; asleep until the technology exists to safely wake them up and cure them. THIS IS NOT FUCKING TIME TRAVEL. They aren't traveling anywhere because they are, in fact, stuck right as they are as time moves around them. This idiocy serious irks me because you obviously did some reasearch into cryonics and cryogenics when wrote your story. The fact that you contradict yourself and try to pass it off so innocently through the mouth of a character who is supposed to be one of the most intelligent in your cast is an insult to both the reader and the characters.

Not only that, but you obviously put ZERO thought into the theory of time travel. Now, had the hero actually traveled from the past to the future, I would suspend my disbelief a bit and allow you to concoct a deus ex machina and send him back. Not everyone thinks about time/space physics as much as my friends and I; that sort of thing is common in science fiction.

BUT--!!!

HE DID NOT TRAVEL THROUGH TIME.

There was no blank spot during the millennia he was asleep in which his physical body did not exist, therefore traveling back in time would result in two of him existing in single plane of existence. Even thinking about the idea of going back to a time after he was frozen but before he woke up creates a paradox and that is a thing of badness.

Maybe I'm over-thinking this. It is just amateur fiction. If you hadn't gotten my hopes up for an intellectual story, I might not even be upset.

But you did.

I kind of want to throw large, sharp things at you now.

No Love,
Me

So, as expected, it's taking Joel and I a long time to get me moved. >.> Meaning, I'm not doing much packing at my place now that most of clothes are moved and he's not going real fast on the shifting of stuff at his place to make room for everything I'm bringing in.

And we want to move my computer and desk and stuff this weekend because Dave is up with his truck.

Erk.

I'm thinking that tonight, if nothing else happens, I'm going to go back to my apartment and spend a couple hours packing up stuff. Even if I don't plan on moving most of the stuff in my comp/craft room until MY room is built, I still need to pack it and get it off the desk and separate out what I'll need and what I won't until said room is livable. Which... will happen eventually. >.> At least that damn couch should be gone this weekend.

In other news, Ushiichan hit 70!!! :D Thus proving that, not only did Blizz make leveling after 60 a lot easier, I also really need to have my own computer more accessible so I can spend some of that leisure time doing something more constructive. ^.^;;

Like pics for my Ausflucht booys! :D :D :D ... or not. LOL I've thought about it and I have enough pics of both actors that I COULD do actual original drawing of Shinsuke and Hans. Heck, I could do other people's characters, too. Ah, the handiness of using PB's. I could get used to that. ^___^

And in Apocrypha news, we got our review back from Steve Miller (local sci-fi author). I haven't seen the in depth, yet, but he had some critique and basically said it was good but needing tuning and polishing. That's all right with me, I agree! :D So, onto book 1 draft 5 -- 6 -- something or other.

Going to stop there for now. I really ought to get back to work. *cough*

And is my touch issue weird? That I don't just randomly hug or even touch my friends and family? It's not obsessive or anything, so I guess it's just a quirk people will have to accept. ^.^;;

Your result for CARTOONS OF THE 80'S QUIZ...

80's Cartoon Super Ninja!

You scored 36 points on Knowledge. Outstanding!

Take CARTOONS OF THE 80'S QUIZ at HelloQuizzy

I missed one! I wonder which...?

If you haven't seen "The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya/Harui-ism" you need to. If you have seen it and love the chaos and twisted physics and science and probability and sheer POSSIBILITY that series oozes--

-- READ THIS --> Ten Hundred Thousand Suns Rising to Hail You

Just finished read the latest chapter, myself. My brain is just swimming with thoughts and swirls and --GAH! Must. Not. Degrade. To. Gibberish!

The author captures the feel and voice and style of the series and the characters perfectly. I was wary about reading any fanfiction for this series, but if you never want to read any others, READ THIS ONE.

I write something more coherent about more important things later. Just BAH, had to get that out.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kobold

▬ Player Information;
Name/Alias: Mercedes
Sex: Female
Age: 29
LJ handle: jmercedesd 
AIM/E-mail: Kushielchan [AIM]
Experience: Loads. :D
Timezone: EST

▬ Character Information;
Race: Kobold (subspecies = Domestic)
Name: Hans Wilhelm
True Name: Hanswanderklein van Hilmschoffill
Age: 175-ish
Physical Age: 18
Sex: Male
Sexual Orientation: Asexual/None
Physical Appearance: PB: Jamie Bell
In human form, Hans is of average height and build, not particularly fit, but neither is he over-weight. He's handsome when he smiles, or looks like he would be. More often than not he is scowling, sullen and mumbling to himself. Like all kobolds, however, he's too proud to assume any human form other than that of a young man and he has never shown anyone his natural form outside of rare attendances to one of the Fae Courts. He changes his human appearance just often enough to prevent questions.

Character Personality: Hans is high-strung, fussy, short-tempered, critical of others and more than a bit obsessive compulsive. In short, usually a very unpleasant person to be around. He does not like most people, human or  supernatural, and openly resents the ever-changing population of a building he considers HIS. They hardly ever clean up after themselves, they damage the building, they're loud and, above all, utterly disrespectful of places and objects that are obviously not theirs.

While he's gotten used to the fact that the students will never show him the respect he thinks he deserves (even if they knew he was there), that doesn't keep him from cursing them all out under his breath as he washes dishes in the community kitchen sink, or nudges a finicky furnace into working for just one more winter.

The best way to get on his good side is to share something sweet with him. Chocolate, marzipan, candy, give him any kind of confectionary and you'll have tipped yourself toward his good graces. Haribo gummi candy is a particular favorite, though there's very little sweet that he doesn't like. Clean up after yourself and don't abuse the building and he'll never touch you or anything you own.

Just don't complain about the crappy furnace where he can hear you.

Character Biography: Not many bother to look at the old, unused fireplace in the Eichel Building's lobby and fewer still pay much attention to the antique, painted box that stands on the mantle. It's part of the decor, something leftover from when the fireplace was a first-rate spot for people the gather on cold nights. These days, less than a dozen people, including the old, superstitious head of the janitorial staff, knows what's inside the box: a carved wooden figure, dressed in bright, simple clothes, wearing a pointed cap.

That's Hans. Or, rather, it's what summoned Hans over one hundred years ago. Following the old traditions, the designers of the Eichel building, upon completing it, placed that figure and an offering of sweets on the mantle to welcome a kobold in hopes of getting one that would protect and aide the occupants.

They got their kobold, but even with the stories, none of them were really prepared for the back luck that would strike a few years later when no offering was left for several days in a row. One boy who nearly died falling down a stair well claimed that someone had tripped him. Students found their rooms ransacked, personal items and books destroyed. The staff aware of the tradition hastily resumed the offerings and the incidents stopped, but not before the danger could take hold in everyone's memory. From then on, everyone in Eichel building was warned to never touch candy left out in the public areas unless they knew for sure who it belonged to.

Thankfully for the safety and sanity of all these days, two things prevent the kobold from seriously harming those he considers offenders: the regular offerings of candy and chocolate from the janitorial staff, and a deal someone made with him some time after that first show of violence. He's very touchy about the details of the bargain and refuses to say even who it was made with, but it keeps his brand of retribution down to missing socks, dishes and the occasional vandalized book.

When Hans is visible to humans, most people assume that he's either a student or staff, especially from his casual dress, his knowledge of the building and how people occasionally catch him fiddling with a machine in the laundry room or washing dishes. When not doing chores, he can sometimes be found in the basement common room either reading, watching television, or hen-pecking away on one of the public computers. He's learned how operate modern technology from watching people, but that doesn't mean he's always good with any of it.

He can and will leave Eichel when he chooses, though he will always return to it. He can sometimes be seen in the common rooms of the other University-owned residences if the one in Eichel is too occupied, but he will not meddle with anything he finds there, including the occupants. He respects that those buildings are the domain and property of beings other than himself.

Character Occupation: If asked and if he feels like answering: a student with undecided major.
Race Information: Kobolds are sprites native to the central European area, mostly Germany and Austria, though they have spread into nearby countries. There are three kinds of kobolds: Domestic or house-dwelling (the most common), mine-dwelling, and ship-dwelling.  All three varieties are known to be kind and malicious to the humans in their chosen homes, though the ones that live in mines are reputed to be particularly vicious and those on ships are more likely to be helpful.

Kobolds expect to be treated with respect, including being given offerings of food and drink everyday and having their place (usually a spot near the fireplace, in the case of Domestic kobolds) kept clean and free of clutter. So long as this happens, they're known to aide the humans they live with, doing small chores, cleaning, sometimes even going so far as to warn the humans of danger and helping them avoid it.

However, kobolds do not take kindly to anything to perceive as an insult. They have been known to be malicious to the point of dangerous. Some of the more infamous kobolds did everything they could to destroy the offender's life short of killing him. A few have even been known to haunt those people even after they've left the kobold-occupied dwelling.

As a species, kobolds side with neither the Seelie nor UnSeelie courts. The mine-dwellers are more likely to be seen with the UnSeelie when not in their homes, the ship-dwellers are more likely to be with the Seelie, and the domestic are usually hovering in between. Since they spend ninety-nine percent of their time in their chosen dwellings, they care little for the machinations of court or other Fae.

Third Person Sample:
Hands deep in soapy water, Hans ignored the looks his angry muttering was garnering from the students in the room behind him. He didn't give a damn what they thought of the "freshman" washing dishes in a plastic basin that took up half of the large sink. He'd already burned himself on a stainless-steel fork that had slid into the water --and when had "silverware" ceased to be made of silver?-- and was close to simply dropping the entire basin on the floor and vanishing. Let the vapid humans behind him take the blame for the resulting mess.

He couldn't follow through with that silent threat.  Part of him wanted to, oh so badly wanted to, but to make a mess now, when no one had really done anything to deserve it, went entirely against his nature.

Someone had left him chocolate on the mantle this morning. Not the cheap kind that anyone could buy for a couple of marks (he refused to acknowledge any of that Euro business), but the good expensive Swiss chocolate; dark and bittersweet. He'd savored it that morning while watching the early news program. Even now, remembering it was enough to make him a little less rough with the plate he was scrubbing.  For something like that, he would behave. It was his end of the deal, after all. Not THE Deal (which earned its capital letters), but the agreement that was part and partial with the carefully carved statue above Eichel's sole remaining fireplace.

So, he washed dishes.

And cursed not-so-silently when his fingers brushed another piece of not-so-silver flatware.

Notes: The deal/bargain I left open just in case someone came along that would want to be the one who bargained with him. Maybe it's a Council or Committee member, maybe someone else entirely. ;D

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I R IZ TEH NERD. :B I'm having a little squiggle-joy party over here because I FINALLY have a functioning scanner at work! It's cute, too; about 1/3 the size of the over-sized-paperweight/boat-anchor/shelf that was my old, non-working scanner. I have so much new space on my desk... I don't know what to do with it! I guess this little jy is nothing worse than when Amy was spazzing over getting a new mat-cutter. XD

That on top of finally being able to correctly calibrate my monitor has made this a very good week technologically. Also, installed Dreamweaver MX 2004 at home. It's not totally working yet, but I really like the layout of the working environment as opposed to that of Dreamweaver 3.

In other news, the process of moving in with Joel and the kids is going slow but steady. We're throwing a lot of stuff out that he's just had taking up space since he moved into that house, plus he's been rearranging furniture in preparation of fitting my few pieces in. The workshop/art room I requested as part of my conditions for moving in is slow going, but that's only because the condition of the basement was worse than we thought. >.< It's going to need a thorough scrubbing before we can start building, but, hey, at least we have lots of volunteers to help with those post-cleaning steps!


Oh,andIgotmyownaccountonWoW, STFU. XP

So, I stayed home from work yesterday. Joel called it "playing hookie" half in jest, but we all know it was my body getting back at me for not taking care of it. -.-

From the moment I lay down in bed Sunday night, to about 4:30 am Monday morning I was COUGHING. Sitting up straight helped me breath, but I can't sleep sitting up. So, I tried everything short of knock-out meds to get myself exhausted enough to ignore the wheezing in my lungs. Lotus tea with honey made me more sleepy, but did nothing for the cough and blowing my nose only helped for a little while. Ironically, my VaporRub was at Joel's house where I'd left it THAT MORNING, in anticipation of future colds while staying there.

D'oh!

Anyways... I finally got to sleep around 4:30; Joel called around 6:30 to wake me for work. No, I don't think so. Called the office at 7:10-ish, then slept off and on until about 3pm. I needed it and, frankly, I was home sick. I think I was justified to sleep for as long as I damn well pleased. :P

I had thought about doing art, but more coughing after I woke up killed that drive. Watched anime for an hour, then went to Joel's and killed time getting my Rogue to level 60 on WoW ((Ushii's gonna aim that rifle at me if I don't give her more attention soon, though. Taunt is less demanding, but I know the members of Loathing (her guild) better. XD))

I'm back at work now; cold still present, but with less wheezing and more nose-a-running. Bleh, to the nth.