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| Monday, December 21st, 2009 |
blkdragonqueen
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3:22p |
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thunderemerald
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12:36p |
Year in Review, LJ-Style
It's time for that thing where you post the first line of the first entry of each month of the year! Mostly because everyone else is doing it. Here goes! JanuaryNew Year's Eve was a big giant bust. There was freezingness, earsplittingly loud music, and blood. (Just on my sister's knee. She's banged up, but fine.) I may never wear heels again. (From the trip to London where I failed to see David Tennant in Hamlet. Sigh.)FebruaryI left my apartment exactly once today. At first I wasn't going to go anywhere at all, because putting on shoes means my foot instantly starts hurting... but then I remembered about yoga. (I wish I remembered about yoga more often.)MarchI had a weekend of epic awesome, where I had lunch and cupcakes with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) vivichick, where a few drinks at a bar led to shenanigans at a diner in Brooklyn at 2am, where a couple brand-new friends and I went to a pole-dancing class (yup, you heard me), and where lnbw and I got together and made each other watch awesome TV (Being Human / Coupling). (Aww, that was the weekend I met Maya! Aww, pole-dancing!)AprilWell, Roomie S is long gone, and Roomie L moved in on Monday. We love Roomie L already. She is laid-back, flexible about rearranging things so her stuff fits with ours, a med student at Columbia (yikes), and an INDIGO GIRLS FAN. I see CD-trades in our future. (Aww, Roomie L! I am glad she is still here. She is the best.)MayBack in high school, I had a friend who was madly obsessed with Tori Amos. I don't know if she still is, but I kind of hope she is, because that is how I will always think of her. (The entry was about Neko Case, but this bit was about Lindsay, who spelled her name the same as me, and had all the same classes as me. She was nifty.)JuneThe gum I am chewing right now is called Cinnamint. Which, of course, makes me think of "Cinnamindy." (Heh. My brain.)JulyEverything happens for a reason. Either that, or there actually is some higher power listening to me, and pitching in when I think I can't go any farther. (I've taken to just calling it The Universe. Which sounds like something out of The Secret, but really it's because of Doctor Who. The universe has a way of righting itself, and all that.)AugustWell, they were originally billed as Peter, Paul and Mary -- but Mary was sick, so we only had the two guys. (And then, mere weeks later, Mary died. So sad.)SeptemberTeh Novel. I mean really. I need to revise this fucker. (And I did. TAKE THAT.)OctoberNo, I did not work on this book. (But in the interest of full disclosure, yes, I know someone who did.) (This was about Nightlight, which BY THE WAY has hit the NYT extended list!)NovemberList 10 musical artists you like, in no specific order (do this before reading the questions below). (Oh, meme.)Decemberthunderemerald: i have no idea what you are talking about. everyone who works in publishing is totes normal. (AHAHAHAHA.)Ta-da. Back to "work." |
stormkitty
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9:52a |
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| Sunday, December 20th, 2009 |
thunderemerald
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10:22p |
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thunderemerald
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9:15p |
This Post Didn't Start Out By Being About Doctor Who
It is Snowpocalypse. Less because of the amount of snow (I've been to Canada in February, guys; this is nothing), and more because I really like the word Snowpocalypse. I ventured outside for feiran's birthday dinner last night. This was originally followed by a plan to get a drink with my sister -- but then, because (a) we couldn't decide on a bar, and (b) I looked outside, we ended up curling up on her couch with mulled wine (!), watching Doctor Who, and sleeping on the couch. (The last part was just me. She slept in her bed, it being her apartment and all.) Today, I watched more Doctor Who as I wrapped some Christmas presents. Of the two Christmas episodes I actually enjoy, we'd watched The Runaway Bride the night before -- so I watched The Christmas Invasion today. And then spent the next hour or so revisiting some of my favorite post-regeneration fanfics. Which has me thinking. See, I'm really, really looking forward to these forthcoming Christmas specials. I've made myself excited about them by looking at promo pictures and reading interviews and thinking, "The Master! The Master is coming back!" Because really, who doesn't love the Master? (Aside from all the fictional people he killed or tried to kill. DETAILS.) What I've managed to push to the back of my head is the fact that These Are The Tenth Doctor's Last Episodes. No more Ten. No more Brainy Specs and "molto bene" and "allons-y!" and wild hair and epic hugs. (The love for bananas will probably remain, considering.) No more of the lingering love for Rose Tyler that makes my heart break a little every time it comes up. No more David Tennant. As I explained to many people last night at the dinner, I love Nine. I LOVE LOVE LOVE Nine. But I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE Ten. I started at the beginning of New Who, but Ten is My Doctor. Nine's hero-journey story arc was stunningly beautiful, but Ten's antihero-journey arc twists my heart around like even "Everybody lives!" never could, and it hasn't even ended yet. But when it ends... what then? Will I watch Matt Smith's intro and read post-regeneration fic for Eleven? Will I care enough? Will it depend, as I suspect it may, on what other character(s) is/are present for this particular regeneration? So much depended on Rose last time; everything was through her eyes, because she and Nine saved each other, and then she had to start all over again. Who will everything depend on this time? Will this Amy Pond person appear before or after Ten becomes Eleven? (And why does Moffat keep naming his characters after nature? This isn't The Cider House Rules, dude.) I mean, the entire show is about what changes and what remains constant -- it HAS to be, given its nature. And that's part of what fascinates me about the Doctor's character. He's the same, but he's not, etc. And since the change will remain a constant, I'll still be fascinated by this new Eleven, right? Right? It won't go away? Or will I just mourn for Ten, like Nine's fans mourn for him, and like other people mourn for Four or Five or... well, I don't think I've ever met any diehard Seven or Eight fans, but I'm sure they exist somewhere. The point still stands. I sort of want to write Ten/Rose post-TCI fic now. I've read zillions of them, but I don't think I ever got around to writing one myself. I doubt I will, though. |
blkdragonqueen
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4:14a |
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blkdragonqueen
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2:17a |
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commodoresexual
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12:06a |
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| Saturday, December 19th, 2009 |
thunderemerald
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3:14a |
I <3 NY
Things I did tonight: - bundled up - went Christmas carolling with Nina and Megan - went to Kaitlin's apartment - drank wine - listened to other people read stories and poems and other sundries - geeked about - walked home afterwards, despite telling everyone I wouldn't My life, sometimes, is very simple and very great. PS: Ever wonder if you might die by getting EATEN BY A BEAR? You should read this story. |
| Friday, December 18th, 2009 |
blkdragonqueen
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1:17a |
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| Thursday, December 17th, 2009 |
thunderemerald
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2:16p |
I'mma hurt you real good, baby
Is there anyone on my flist who hasn't been casting-spoiled for the Doctor Who Christmas specials? No? Thought not. MOVING ON. Okay, so most of you probably know that I love Murray Gold's almost-once-a-year Who songs (Song For Ten! LOVE DON'T ROAM, you guys!)... but the only thing that beats those out are the songs that the Master gets for his own personal soundtrack. Voodoo Child. I CAN'T DECIDE. I mean, look at this and TRY telling me it's not awesome. This too!So the thing is, the Master is coming back. Look! There are pictures! How is it possible for one man to look so EvilSexy in a simple black hoodie?CRAZY CHAIR.If I am right (which happens from time to time), the Master coming back means MORE SOUNDTRACK. Please, oh please, more soundtrack. More dance-pop. In particular (RTD, are you listening?), I would like Doctor/Master-ish scenes set to the following: - "For Your Entertainment" by Adam Lambert It's all right, you’ll be fine
Baby I’m in control
Take the pain, take the pleasure
I’m the master of bothand/or - "Bad Romance" by (duh) Lady GaGa I want your love and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romanceI MEAN, COME ON! Also, I think neither of these are unreasonable requests, given RTD's history with music choices. I mean, we all know Adam Lambert is the new Scissor Sisters, right? Just listen to "Fever" and tell me I'm wrong. Also-also, I really doubt that collar means what I think it means, but a girl can dream, right? |
| Wednesday, December 16th, 2009 |
blkdragonqueen
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11:11p |
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blkdragonqueen
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6:40p |
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thunderemerald
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4:00p |
I Will Kill You All (or: Notes on Cashiering)
I've been a cashier. I hated being a cashier as much as the next guy. Sure, there were those few-and-far-between moments when you'd have a really great conversation with a customer, or you found yourself ringing up Roger Bart or Elvis Costello or Bjork or something... but for the most part? Customers, as the LJ group so eloquently says, SUCK. HOWEVER. There are things you can do to make your own life easier. The most important of these things is to NOT take steps to make your customers hate you even more. Which brings me to my pet peeve of the day: cashiers who like their customers to magically disappear after completing a transaction. I'm not talking about cashiers who work quickly. I'm talking about cashiers who shove your change into your hand with the coins in a pile on top of the bills, which makes the change fall on the counter (or the floor), and then call "NEXT!" while you're still scrambling to pick up your stray coins. This has been a quiet annoyance of mine for a long time, so much so that I went out of my way to HOLD OFF customers on line at B&N if another customer was still finishing up. But as a customer myself, I've never really said anything. It's the kind of situation where, if you're the person leaving, you get embarrassed and hurry to leave, and if you're the next person on line, you put your stuff on the counter while trying to get in the way of the previous customer as little as possible. But today, at Garden of Eden, I was the person leaving, and the cashier called NEXT while I was hunting down pennies that she'd dropped. The woman on line after me stepped up to the counter and pointedly did NOT put her things down. Instead, she stood a few feet away, waited for me to close my wallet and put it in my purse, and said to the cashier, "How about waiting for people to finish, huh? It takes five seconds, and you get time to breathe." I didn't hear the cashier's reply, if there was one, because I was too busy trying to leave as quickly as possible... but I think that I shall henceforth follow the example of the woman behind me. Because oh my god, people. I know it's New York and everyone moves FAST FAST FAST, but breathe. Breathing is good. |
hjbender
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9:45a |
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blkdragonqueen
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2:50a |
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blkdragonqueen
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| Tuesday, December 15th, 2009 |
stormkitty
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11:48p |
LJ Idol / Week 8 / Reprobate
I nearly got kicked out of church once. Well, likely more than once, but there's not much they can do when you're married to the pastor's son. Granted, we ended up in the board meetings once a month or so to answer to all our wayward teachings to the youth (we were the youth pastors). The wayward teaching? Question everything. However, this entry is about the time around Christmas. Actually, it started at Halloween. We wanted to throw a party for the youth in the area and foster goodwill and all that. We weren't going to preach at them, we just wanted them to come in the door, meet us, meet the rest of the youth, etc. Well, the board wouldn't allow it. Not unless we had rules that they had to come in Bible related costumes. Their reasoning? Halloween is a Pagan holiday and we would not be celebrating that in the church. Oookay. We let it go and didn't have the party. At the time we were living in a roach-infested slightly used trailer lovely double wide mobile home on the church property. This is because they were paying us at poverty level. They did provide a lot of benefits that made that easier to deal with. Anyway, we moved into this lovely little home and got it all set up. One of the downsides to living on church property is that the home technically belongs to the church. Therefore, we were told when we would have events at the house. Small Bible studies, open houses, etc, were all scheduled for us. So Christmas rolled around and after talking about it, we decided we wouldn't put up a tree. We were both Bible college students and took a lot of theology courses and were both a bit heady with our knowledge. We started decorating the house for the Christmas open house that would be held that next weekend. We set up a nativity scene and that was it. We didn't put up holly, we didn't put up garland, we didn't put up the tree. And we didn't tell anyone. The open house arrived and all the people from the church started coming in. We gave them all the tour of the house, fed them all cookies and punch, and answered the same question over and over, "Why don't you have a tree up?" "Because the tree is a Pagan representation and doesn't reflect the true Biblical meaning of Christmas. We felt it was inappropriate to put that up in the parsonage." We always followed that up with a smile. Our youth members could barely hold in their laughter. Many members just walked away shaking their heads. My in-laws were not amused. At all. I think they held an emergency board meeting for that one. Especially because a few of our youth members followed it up by telling their parents they shouldn't have a tree, either. A couple of years later I was filing for divorce from the pastor's son. I won't go into the details here because it doesn't relate. However, I did find it funny that to gain his parents support, he blamed all the "crazy" stuff we did as youth pastors on me. His parents viewed me as a harlot, a reprobate, and a heathen. And I was okay with that. Because if nothing else, I was consistent in my beliefs. And for the record, I do have a tree up in my house right now. But it's because I am a Pagan, and I do celebrate Yule. I also celebrate a secular Christmas because that's what my family celebrates.
This was my entry for Week 8 of ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) therealljidol. I hope you enjoyed it and you'll remember me at the polls. Current Mood:  amusedCurrent Music: Family Guy |
blkdragonqueen
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| Monday, December 14th, 2009 |
thunderemerald
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11:25p |
Whut.
I am confused, so confused, about SO MANY THINGS. Perhaps I will do a musicspam before I go to bed, and show you all the random, random stuff I've been listening to. (Word of warning: I'm late to the "Poker Face" game, but OH MY GOD.) |
thunderemerald
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5:15p |
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blkdragonqueen
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11:55a |
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| Sunday, December 13th, 2009 |
commodoresexual
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1:10p |
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thunderemerald
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12:45p |
Weekend of Nothing
I've given up on doing anything remotely productive this weekend. In fact, I went to the gym AND read part of a manuscript for work yesterday, and I cannot even put into words how proud I am of myself for doing those things. (Perhaps I will read more today so I can feel REALLY good! But there is no way in hell I am gymming today.) I woke up late, for the second day in a row. This time it wasn't because of a hangover. (Shut up! It was a WORK-RELATED hangover! I can't exactly HELP the fact that Friday night happy hours tend to last till two in the morning!) This time it was because it is rainy and gross and dark outside, and when all of those things occur, my body feels that it is better off asleep. Can I really blame it? (No.) I kind of wish I had something to Do today, so I can tire myself out enough that I feel like going to bed by midnight, which means I'd get eight hours of sleep before waking up in time for work. This, however, is unlikely. So far, my plans for today consist of the following: - Doing my laundry. (This involves three trips downstairs and around the corner, literally. Four, if I do towels too.) - Playing a shitload of Bejeweled. (Will I beat my record? WILL I? Probably not.) - Surfing the interwebs aimlessly. (Ooh baby.) - Watching the season finale of Dexter. (This is by far the most important thing on my important list.) - Not taking a nap. (No matter how tempting it may be.) We'll see if I can pull it all off! Rah rah me! |
stormkitty
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10:22a |
It's voting time!
therealljidol voting is up for this week. So, please go here and vote for your favorites. Speaking of favorites, here are my recommendations for this week. Keep in mind, I pick my recommendations as I'm reading. I don't pay attention to user names (same with voting), so just because you're on my friends list does not mean you automatically get my vote or that you automatically get recommended. Sorry if this upsets anyone, but my own personal ethics doesn't let me play favorites just to win a game. I bring this up because it came up in a discussion on the comm about voting and friends and entriesSo, here we go, in alphabetical order: baxaphobia, beeker121, bitterlight, blythe025, daughterofodhin, drjeff, genesisdesire, hexkitten, imafarmgirl, java_fiend, joeymichaels, kittenboo, ladymako71, markmade, puppetmaker40, rivermirage, roina_arwen, sra33, zia_narratora. And the ones that really blew me away: battle_kitten, eggsnail, m_malcontent, poppetawoppetThis list in no way reflects all of my votes, just the top of the class, so to say. :) In the upcoming weeks, my list may get shorter as my expectations get higher. Of course, if I get kicked out because I don't play favorites, well, then, we'll go back to regularly scheduled entries. :D  Current Mood:  awakeCurrent Music: some car show on HD Theater |
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