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Monday, November 16th, 2009
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simonf
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Fox show lack of faith in Joss and Buffy season 8 by investing cash and effort into producing season 8 comic books. In a move which is sure to validate the naysayers and critics, Fox have begun voice casting for the characters. One online critic reacted by saying "oh shit, this means more people will see season 8".
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Sunday, November 15th, 2009
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carduustristus
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This is the white stretch limo that picked me up at my home to take me to the airport. This car seats about 10 people, but the only person going to the airport was me. Notice the bar (empty) on the right.
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Saturday, November 14th, 2009
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carduustristus
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Click on picture for full-sized picture.
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vampedvixen
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..Nanowrimo will eat your soul but you'll be happy..
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simonf
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Forgotten how ace it was.
Also Dollhouse getting cancelled was not really surprising but it still sucked. Was really enjoying the show too.
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Friday, November 13th, 2009
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vampedvixen
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"You and I
We're like four year olds
We want to know
'Why' and 'How Come' about everything"
-Alanis Morrisette, "Joining You"
I'm starting to realize that:
A. Giving my will over to the care of my H.P., doesn't mean to be dominated by it, because to care about someone doesn't mean to control or take power away from them.
-and also-
B. Sometimes I have to go with the flow of things, and stop being the annoying child that keeps asking 'why' and 'how come'. Because it's like when children ask repeatedly why.. why is the sky blue? because of the way the light hits the atmosphere.. why.. because.. why.. because.. why.. *sigh* please stop asking me that. It's that way because that is the way it is and that is the way is has to be, you'll figure it out when you're older. End scene. Roll credits.
I don't get it.
Doesn't mean I have to.
Doesn't mean I won't ever.
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vampedvixen
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| Time: | 12:25 pm. |
| Mood: |  creative. |
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I hit 30k yesterday!! My fingers are sore though, so I may not be able to write much today :(
And also because I have to write a serious part of the novel, but all I can think as my adventures arrive in this one setting is "You're out of the woods. You're out of the dark. You're out of the night. Step into the sun. Step into the light." song from The Wizard of Oz and I'm like.. "WHERE are you coming from, strange brain fart?!?!"
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Thursday, November 12th, 2009
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vampedvixen
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This one is for my Doctor. I always thought I was his Martha, but as time goes on our relationship has grown and perhaps I am his Donna. I miss our place.. and the way the snow used to fall outside his window..
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| Time: | 2:52 am. |
| Mood: |  cheerful. |
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I just realized that Jadyn is Erick's albatross.
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"No offense, lady, but we don't leave out teammates behind." he looked over his shoulder at her, while his peripheral vision stayed focused on the men who had come to fight. "We fight as one."
"She will destroy you!" She pointed a crooked finger at Jadyn, while grabbing her skirt in a fist with the other. "Everything she touches turns to ash and dust. Everything fades and withers in her grasp--"
"That doesn't mean it always will." Erick replied, angrily. He refused to let anyone tell him who to have in his life, who and what was good or right for him. "And as for telling me who and what I should care about, lady, you have no right to do so. I'll make my own decisions, thank you."
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*pumps air with fist*
I kind of love my adventurers today. Kicking evil gypsy butt since.. um.. 2009 (ps. our era, not kingdom era)! :)
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Wednesday, November 11th, 2009
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vampedvixen
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| Time: | 10:07 pm. |
| Mood: |  calm. |
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I was talking to a friend tonight who said she really saw so much improvement in me in the past few weeks. It's such a relief to know that outsiders, especially healthy outsiders, see the strides I've been making. I have been making so many changes to myself and my life, I sometimes don't even know what I'm striving for anymore. We talked a lot about Serenity, and about how finding that is up to us because it is an inside job. And how sometimes you have to make hard sacrifices to find that Serenity.
She also said that it seems like I'm really trying to find myself lately. I told her that I hope there's a self for me to find. She reassured me that there definitely is more to me than I give myself credit for.
"For one thing," she said, "you are incredibly insightful and your insights have really helped me in the past few weeks." The fact that I was actually helpful to someone, that not all my advice or comments fall on deaf ears just made me SO relieved and happy to be on this Earth. To know that someone was actually helped by me in some small way.. by the same thing that has made these past few years HELL, made me actually glad to be insightful for once.
It always feels (and I know this is partly because I need to work on thinking that I know more than others and I have to work on my controlling nature).. but it still always feels like I'm Cassandra. No one listens to a word I say, like.. EVER! I can say something as simple as "this coffee is hot" and everyone will still say I'm crazy, over-reacting, stupid, what-have-you. And often without debate. Call me wrong if you want, but at least give your reasons for saying the sky is purple, because hey.. I don't know everything, maybe the sky REALLY IS purple. But if we don't talk about it, then I'll never be able to learn anything.
Anyway, to wrap it up, I just want to say that sometimes your Higher Power can be found in the form of other people giving you needed feedback like this. I have always thought that my H.P. is really community, but I've turned inward lately, mostly because I just really DO NOT want to deal with other people acting as psychic vampires or trying to 'should' on me ("you should do this, you should do that") ESPECIALLY when I'm still trying to get a good hold on who I am and what I want in life.. but maybe this community thing is more global than I thought, and maybe even strangers or acquaintences are part of this community. Maybe it's just the belief that human beings are supposed to help each other and having faith that they will be there for you. And not putting faces and names to that, because faces and names aren't important in the grand scheme of things. I don't know.. I think my ideas of what makes a 'power greater than one' needs refining. But I saw it in her today, and I'm grateful for that.
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| Time: | 5:06 pm. |
| Mood: |  happy. |
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I have broken through to the other side of NaNoWriMo. I'm just over 25k, which is halfway there to 50,000.
The 8101 word day on Monday, followed by the 3600 word day yesterday really helped. As did the fact that I actually started to enjoy my story in a way that makes me actually want to work on it.
And I found the NaNoWriMo chat rooms on AIM, where they write in sprints of 10 minute breaks followed by 15 minute word wars (just seeing who can get the most written in that span of time). It's awesome to feel like I don't have to hibernate from people to get work done. And that we're all racing each other, cause there's nothing like competition to get me motivated.
I'm trying not to be the hare from the turtle and the hare though.. and keep plugging away even though I'm pretty content and relaxed now because if I only wrote 1200 words a day, I would still finish. Woot!
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In memory of my father, who fought in the Korean War. I lost him to cancer when I was 4 years old. Daddy, I wish I had known you longer.
Cpl Russell E Gorman, US Army, 1931-1974
The story I heard from my mother is that he was actually a Sergeant during the Korean War. There was some kind of action going on, and he went back into a zone against orders to save some of his men, and was demoted to Corporal for it, even though he did save his men.
And so I remember this story today, and retell it for you, so you'll know of his unsung heroism as well. I'm proud to be his daughter.
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| Time: | 4:59 pm. |
| Mood: |  indescribable. |
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I don't know what show my mom is watching in the other room, but I swear they're talking about bees in a can. Which makes me think of Greg. Ah, memories of trying to construct toys involving a can of bees furiously shaken up and let go on unsuspecting people.. um.. er.. huh. Okay, I think I'm willing to accept that the good ol' days kinda sucked now.
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Tuesday, November 10th, 2009
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8101 words written today!! I'm finding the character's voices. Jadyn and Erick are slowly learning how NOT to kill each other, which is good, because as the author, I always feel bad when my characters start picking on each other. All I hear from them is, "Moooooooooooom! Tell Erick to stop picking on me just because I'm a theif.. or I'm gonna punch him in the stomach." And then I have to tell her that that would not further the plot.. and then she pouts and complains and bitches a lot. I'm gonna shove her down the airlock. And it's fantasy-times, there ARE NOT airlocks! Damn..
At least the amount of work I've been putting in makes my head not so think-y. All the blah, blah, blah talky stuff goes shhhhhhhhh!
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Monday, November 9th, 2009
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I spent most of today just writing because I didn't want to bother with real life. The thief keeps stealing stuff though.. must tell Jadyn to stop doing that. And to stop trying to kill her teammates.. sigh.. she NEVER listens. I try to tell her that there won't be a plot if she kills everyone else in the story, but does she listen? Nooooooo!
At least Callahan can get through to her, though sometimes I think he's only teaching her monkish skills so that she can more silently kill people... with herbology!!
She worries me..
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| Time: | 11:14 pm. |
| Mood: |  hungry. |
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My purse hasn't turned up but some of the contents found their way into a mailbox and the post office contacted me. One of those things was my passport which is how they knew to call me, thank god. There were some items there I was really glad to get back. My phone is still missing though as is my wallet with all the cards including the drivers license.
I had a really efficient day today - canceled all my credit and debit cards and ordered new ones, applied for a new passport (damn!) and a new drivers license. Got my old phone working, replaced my medicine and finally got my watch fixed (nothing to do with the purse drama but I was on a roll).
Since then I've been glued to the couch and this computer. It's closing in on midnight and I've yet to eat dinner.
Off to hunt for some Cheerios and a banana.
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Did the official Buffy calendar one year feature the Buffy/Spike AR scene from 'Seeing Red'? Cause that would be one of the stupidest things ever.
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I just want to know what the heck is going on?
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theloa
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Ze plot thickens.
I just talked to the owner of the bar - apparently a gang of girls has been sweeping the place for a couple of weekends for purses and was caught on Saturday night and handed over to the police. Details are sketchy though. I'm supposed to call one of the bouncers who seems to have information about the purses but right now his phone is turned off.
But I will be pressing charges. If only for the benefit of my insurance company.
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Sunday, November 8th, 2009
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theloa
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| Time: | 11:22 pm. |
| Mood: |  annoyed. |
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Ever get the feeling the universe is messing with you?
Three things have happened in the last two days:
1. My friend Björg called from NY and said she'd be coming home over Christmas which means I have to reschedule my trip to USA and change my ticket. I'll be going over Thanksgiving instead - specifically Nov. 20th - Dec 6th - and while I'm very happy with this arrangement it did end up costing me some more money. No hard feelings towards my friend btw - her change of plans could not be helped.
2. Took a trip to the mall and broke the passengers side mirror off the car. Scraped the side against a support pillar in the parking lot which came out of nowhere. Wonderful.
3. Went out last night with a couple of friends and had a rousing good time. Until my purse got stolen. We'd pile all our coats and purses on top of a windowsill - above some seats - next to where we were dancing. Of course it was careless of us. I wasn't wearing sensible shoes so I kept sitting down and rummaging through my purse - so it kind of ended up on top of this mess of stuff. I didn't have any money with me - and thankfully no receipts or cash belonging to the theater like I have in the past - but I did have all of my credit and debit cards, drivers license and - fuck - my passport. Also my phone. My new shiny phone.
It's mostly a nuisance. I'll be spending the better part of next week running around trying to replace all that stuff. My friend Skotta was good enough to lend me some money so I'm not completely broke (I have money in my account - but can't access it without the cards). I just hope I have enough time to replace the passport before I leave. It usually takes roughly 10 business days - and if I put a rush on it I have to pay more. I'll know tomorrow. My old phone still works* so I'll just use it for the next couple of weeks and then buy a new one in USA. And a purse.
Adding to the craziness of the weekend: one of the friends I was partying with got her drink spiked with GHB. She was lucky. It didn't hit her until she was on her way home in a cab. Then she lost suddenly lost all motor function and couldn't make it to her door before she collapsed. Just managed to call her boyfriend to let her in.
Some insane fuckers were out and about.
And how was your weekend?
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* I'm not sure why but in the back of my mind I always knew I'd need it again. I was very careful about stashing it somewhere I could easily find it again and didn't want to part with it.
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Saturday, November 7th, 2009
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vampedvixen
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Usually, I don't very much care about the fact that I got my Masters degree, finished and graduated. It was one of the happiest moments of my life, but I think that was more the 'oh god, I finished, I can has sleep now? ..*snore*' kind of thing.
Though, I will say that I'm shocked by the number of people who look at me strangely when I tell them I have a MSW. I didn't know that I was in such a small percentage until I actually looked up the figures. Not everyone gets one of these stupid pieces of paper; only about 12.6% in New York state ever get a M attached to their name of any sort.
On the other hand, when I have people coming up to me saying "we were all worried you wouldn't finish your degree. I honestly didn't think you had it in you". It's the intelligent airhead thing.. most people discount the intelligent part. Even those who have known me for years. There really was no problem with actually getting the damn thing, and no risk of me ever flunking out.. if you don't count the entire lack of sleep thing or the fact that people at my interships were trying to kill me on several occassions.
It was a lot of work though. One of the most annoying things I've ever heard anyone say/do about my degree, was practically flunk out of a bachelor's undergrad program, complain about the papers she had to write in said program (most bachelor's program papers are about 7 pages long.. compared to the 20 pages for each class in a Masters program) and then say that she was going to take any undergrad program at all so that she could finish her bachelors as quick as possible and with the minimum amount of effort, so that she could quickly go on to her Masters, because.. get this.. "Janet got a Masters, so how hard could it really be?" Trust me, if you flunk out of getting a bachelors, there aint no f**king way you're getting a Masters.
It's call a work ethic. Unfotunately, I have one (*sigh*) and it makes me laugh at those who thought that I wouldn't finish or that it was a piece of cake.
Now I'm still looking for work (I have a couple of leads on job interviews, now that I fixed my cover letter with Rob's help and the EAP's career counselor's help), so I've kind of been pissed off at my degree for a while now. People would ask me if I ever graduated with my Masters, and I would be like "unfortunately.. can we move on to another topic now?". But I hung it up today.. and it kinda looks nice on the wall. It's something I worked for and something I actually succeeded in doing in life. And something that only a small percentage of people will ever do in their lives. And.. if I EVER get a job, I'm pretty sure it'll pay off then.
The thing I took away most of all from the MSW program though, was all the wisdom of the teachers. There were some amazing teachers that weren't only books and figures, but who really opened up my eyes to the problems of the world. They wanted us to go out there and do something, help make the world a better place. They taught me how to understand people in a way I never had before. They taught me about people and places in the world I'd never ever heard about before (The Lost Boys of Sudan is an amazing documentary, btw.). And they taught me to look at my own problems in ways I think I would have missed.
In a way, I think that may be my greatest strength and weakness now, the ability to see what's really going on with people. I think it's what gave me this damn Cassandra complex (well, that, and some other stuff that has happened in my life that makes me really key-in to what people are feeling through their subtle actions). It's at least made my writing better, I think.. because I can show character motivation so much more easily now. There's a depth to my writing, and if it doesn't inflate my ego too much, to me as well.
One of the greatest teachers I had in that program was an amazing listener. Before class started, there would inevitably be someone complaining about something that happened to them. He would always ask the same question to start off with, very calmy, "So, what did you learn from this experience?" No matter how hard the situation was or how much we wanted to kill the other person involved, there would always be that life lesson tucked away deep inside the problem, something that we could actually take away from the situation and be glad to have taken away from it.
I'm going through a lot right now. Most of my friends ditched me in the process of going through all of it, so I'm really.. lost.. to put it mildly. But, I keep flashing back to my professor's question. What did I take away from it.. what am I learning right now? I don't even know if the lessons I'm learning right now are the lessons I should be learning. I mean, I've learned not to trust people and that most people are good liars.. but I guess I also learned, that I can accomplish things by myself (hence why I chose to finally put my degree up on the wall) and that I really don't need people in my life. I finished my Master's by myself, and I'm pretty sure if I did that I can do anything else by myself. Especially if I get this job with it's pretty decent pay. Pray for me :)
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tada!.
gonna eat now.
I met Carla Gugino!.
sleepz NOW.
amused.
OMG I NEED a NAP!.
complacent.
OMG! SQUEE!!.
go sleepz now.
heehee.
nostalgic.
peaceful.
Vets Rock!.
tired.
anxious.
productive.