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Phone conversation I had today:

Me: I have a really weird question.
Guy: You can’t ask me anything I haven’t already been asked before.
Me: . . . Okay. I need a horse ankle.
Guy: Do you need the whole leg?
Me: No, just the ankle.
Guy: Well, from the hoof up, how much do you want?
Me: Just the ankle. I don’t need the hoof. I don’t need the part above the hoof. I need the part above that where it turns out at an angle—
Guy: I’ll just pop it off under the knee and give you a couple feet.
Me: Um. Okay.
Guy: When do you wanna come?
Me: Well, when you have . . . horse legs available.
Guy: Oh, I get them every other day. Availability’s not a problem. Just your schedule.
Me: Okay, how about some time next week?
Guy: Sure. I just do it in the truck outside my house, so you’d just be coming over here. I charge around $20 to pop ‘em off.
Me: Okay . . . I’ll have to check my schedule.
Guy: Alright. What’s your name?
Me: Joy.
Guy: Well, I’m Bud.

Of course you’re Bud. Of course you are.
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I'd like to talk for just a bit about derogatory language. It's going to look like something else for a long time before I get there, so here's the short version: language is not invented consciously. You can still speak with consciousness. You can choose what words you use, and how you use them. Language is yours.

What words you say )
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Instead of my story today I am going to tell you a real life story from work. Resemblance between this and girl!Sherlock might have something to do with me, I'm afraid.

Long story, but I was going to get some pig bones I would potentially need to clean. I remembered my Anatomy teacher in highschool used to keep a bucket of maggots in her backyard to clean bones, but surely this is not the only option! So I Google and find mentions of bleach and various methods of scrubbing, but mostly it’s flesh-eating beetles. Great for bone cleaning.

I’m mulling over this as I eat lunch in the break room, where everyone else is eating lunch. I’m talking about my pig bones and maggots and Googling, and eventually get to the part about flesh-eating beetles. “Which is just another dead end,” I’m saying, “because where on earth am I going to get flesh-eating beetles?” And then I noticed everyone else has stopped eating, and is looking at me like I’m crazy.

Am I crazy because I’m talking about giving bones to flesh eating beetles during lunch?


I’m crazy because, “Joy, you know we have flesh-eating beetles, don’t you?”

Of course we have flesh-eating beetles. Silly me.
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Yay I was tagged! That's so exciting. Thanks, [livejournal.com profile] ladycat777.

Tagging: [livejournal.com profile] cordelianne, [livejournal.com profile] minim_calibre, [livejournal.com profile] jgracio, [livejournal.com profile] lillianmorgan, and [livejournal.com profile] gaudynight

If you've been tagged, you can (if you want) write your answers in your own LJ and replace any questions that you dislike with a new, original question.

Questions about me meme )
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Last night [livejournal.com profile] my_daroga, friends and I went to see an Alice and Wonderland burlesque.

Inside: not so sexy times, sorry. This is mostly just about what we saw and what it could have been. )

Anyway, besides thoughts on how the show could've been better, now I have Alice meta, re: versions of Alice, Lewis Caroll, sex and the rabbit hole, and male agency in Wonderland, but my 15 minutes was actually over five minutes ago. So, I'll save it for another time, and instead turn it over to you.

What would you do, in an Alice burlesque show? ETA: I meant to ask with an Alice burlesque show. As in: how would you marry the idea of sexy times to this story? What would the songs be, the costumes, the sets, the dances? How would you tell the story? What would you think about it--would it ruin your Disney-laced or innocent childhood? Who would you cast if you could cast anyone?

But if you want to be *in* an Alice burlesque show, you can tell me what you'd do, too :o)
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Hi. I've been back for a week, but only lurkily. I don't know what's wrong with me; I can't seem to finish anything, even . . .


My trip to NYC. )

Link me up: Hey, if you've done anything or seen anything over these past couple weeks, give me a holler or some links. Whether it's fandom related or something about your life you think I might want to know or anything random that pops into your head. And I've been meaning to say for a while: if you're new to the old flist, hallo, make yourselves at home. I don't always friend everyone back because I just can't manage to read a big flist, but I listen to what you have to say and like to surf around. So feel free to holler and leave links too, 'cause I want to see new stuff! I want to see crazy stuff! Like lostakasha writing A/S; it happened; I am eager to read it.

Also: talk to me.
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Wow, that was really surreal.

I just got fired from my job. Like, two minutes ago, I was told, starting tomorrow, no more job. It was a PRN job which I guess means they used me on an "as needed" basis, which I guess means they can fire me with no warning? Or can you always fire someone without warning? A bunch of other people are getting shafted with Whatever Is Happening too; a bunch of the OR techs were just told they would only need to be there during actual surgery, which means they only need to be there for several hours a week, and some basically don't need to be there any more at all. But it's weird; it's confusing, and everybody except me is really sad but they're not acting that way.

I am not actually sad because this was a very temporary job that I was afraid I was going to get myself stuck in because I was too lazy to do anything about it. But now I'm going to be back in the flaily I-don't-know-what-to-do mode, the one where I know an English major can get jobs that pay, but I don't want to do anything except write, get published, be a big movie director, tango in Argentina with [livejournal.com profile] seraphcelene, open a bakery with my friend, be a big time editor, be a professor, study in India, start a cultural renaissance with my brother and s-i-l, live with nuns in the Alps, ride elephants in Malaysia, get a cabin in a woods somewhere and be creepy, be in a poet/author circle like the Beats or the Romantics or something, make a POTO movie with [livejournal.com profile] my_daroga, establish my Universal Theory Of Fiction, touch people's lives, and eat ice cream.
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27 Things That Have Made Me Happy Today. Before 2pm! )

So, what's going great? What's going down? What's all around? I'm putting on a virtual kettle of tea.
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Thanks, Sue, for the St Paddy's e-card! *much love*

I got my laptop!

Vista: is very Apple-y, in that it's very "user-friendly" and never lets you see where all the files really are and where your computer does it's computing. Which for the most part is fine with me, except when it's not. It's all very pretty, anyway.

The "cancel or allow" thing is nice, actually, because too many times I open a .exe when I don't actually mean to, and I like knowing what my comp is running at all times. The problem is, it reminds me of the Mac commercial, which reminds me of the computer porn someone wrote about it, which just kind makes want to write smut. Mac probably got syphilis from that fic and then had a system crash. Your parents warned you about safe sex on the internets! or at least mine do.

Question: I had this client dl'ed on my old machine that allowed me to use all kinds of IM do-hickeys at once. I can't remember what it was called though, so can anyone tell me what they use and whether they like it?

I installed Word and World of Warcraft, and downloaded Firefox and Semagic, so I'm pretty much good to go. And write fic.
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I have drama! Not whiny emo drama either, I have true, juicy drama!

The story of me getting robbed! Okay, okay, so it's more about what got stolen, actually, but I thought that cut text sounded more exciting. )

SUPER SPECIAL NOTE TO K and [livejournal.com profile] samsom: POTO fic won't be up at [livejournal.com profile] tkpfics for a while.

SUPER SPECIAL NOTE TO [livejournal.com profile] stoney321, [livejournal.com profile] redbrickrose or [livejournal.com profile] stultiloquentia: could one of you send me back that H/D fic I sent as an attachment, as I don't have that backed up anywhere? Thanks so much. I'd be sad to lose it, even if it *is* 100 pages of H/D with no H/D. I'm sad the 15 pages I wrote since I sent it to you is gone forever! eta: THANKS STONEY!

SUPER SPECIAL NOTE TO [livejournal.com profile] brandil: uh, I'll send you that fic when I one of the ladies I've already sent it to forwards me a copy.

I know there are things I will be missing over the next several months, but hey. They didn't steal my car, I'm alive, and it was a really good gyro.
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Hi! I've been kinda MILJ lately--or is that MFLJ? Anyway, just been ducking my head in, squirreling away foxy tidbits, then quick like a bunny hopping away, and also trying to ferret out how many animals I can monkeywrench in a sentence without becoming a cheatah. 8? Anyway, thank you for replying to my questions and thank you for your vid recs; I'm going to get back to each of you. Hopefully having watched some! If we had an email conversation going I'm about to get back to you too. If you've posted anything of importance and I haven't commented, please direct my attention.

So, today was the commissioning of the USS Texas. A big submarine was there, the First Lady was there, and, courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] dlgood, so was I! And I have pictures! )
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[livejournal.com profile] a2zmom tagged me!

3 of the things below are true. 3 are false. Guess which is which. Now illustrated! )

ETA: Oh yeah! I tag... [livejournal.com profile] stoney321, if she hasn't been tagged yet, and [livejournal.com profile] semby, who seems never to be around any more. :o(

ETA2: I resized that photo, dammit! And it looked a smaller size in the preview. At least it's not showing the chicken there any more.
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Hi, I'm back from vacation in northern Michigan so now I'll be posting/commenting more. I'm glad so many of you folks had so much fun seeing each other at Writercon. And now some of you are seeing VK and I KNOW that's fun.

But for the past month I saw family. And I had fun. But sometimes, you get to missing fandom. Other times, I was so glad to be cut off from the computer and tv and telephone and even my car. But not my shower. Anyway, because I thought of you guys while I was away, and because I'm so happy to get back to my shower, here are some random moments in the wilderness. There are a few pictures. There might be more because I can't help myself. It's my favorite place, yo. )
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1. So my mom's seen all of BtVS. But we're watching it a second time. And in S5 "Blood Ties", you know that scene where Dawn goes to Ben and tells him she's the Key, then Ben changes into Glory? TKMOM: OMG, Ben is Glory?
TKme: Yeah, Glory is in Ben's body.
TKMom: You mean Ben is in Glory's body?
TKme: Yeah, Glory is Ben.
TKMom: So. Glory and Ben.
TKme: Are the same person.
TKMom: Glory and Ben are the same person?


2. So I'm writing smut, slashy porn type smut, with things I don't believe I've typed before and god, did I even know Angel was that raunchy, and all the sudden there's a knock on my door. So I open it up and hear, "Hello. Have you let Jesus Christ into your life today?" All I could think was Angel does feel very close to Jesus right now, yes he does. "Have you had a chance to study the Book of Mormon, the Testament of Jesus Christ?" I'm spending my quality time studying porn, thank you.

I've actually never had missionaries come to my house before, and would've really liked to've chatter with them and perhaps offer them tea, but I was so embarrassed I said no and shut the door. And I think they thought I was laughing at them, which made me really ashamed of myself. Then I went back to studying porn.

3. So (all stories start with so, apparently) I just watched The Gift. I forgot how Spike cries at the end. Then I went downstairs and there was this little rabbit the size of a hamster sitting on the stoop just outside the front door, munching on little green leaf planty things. And it felt very ironic to watch Buffy die and then see this bitty baby bunny live.

4. So Friday my brother calls to ask when my mom is coming to Michigan so he knows when to go up to see her, and my mother says she's going Tuesday, and I'm going with her. I'd been thinking about going again to see my brother and also just because I can, and that jazz, but this was so very sudden. But hey it's free, so I'm there. Since I'm going to be gone longer this time I'm going to be dropping by an internet cafe every couple days just to see what's up, but I'll be less available. But I'll be there if you want to get in contact with me, and I will also fly about randomly commenting. But anyway, toodles!
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Hey kids, I'm back.

What I did when I was away. )

What fandom did when I was away. Links! Do YOU know what fandom gets up to at night? Links? )

Most of all, the world loved on [livejournal.com profile] lostakasha and [livejournal.com profile] sothernbangel, and there were thoughts of them both from Michigan, even if they just felt them as a tiny little warm breezes.

That's all I got. If anything happened you'd like to share/fic you wrote/discussions you're having/observations you made/meta you posted/weird stories about your pets/boring stories about your light bulbs/intimate feelings about the dissolute activities that went on in your neighbor's apartment last night, I'd love you to leave a link. It's nice to be back.

I have to go pick up my parents at the airport. My mom cultural attache'ed her way through Russia, baby. She's super duper important.


May. 21st, 2006 04:18 pm
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Memeage! I got tagged by [livejournal.com profile] a2zmom! Oh, fun!

All those things you wanted to know and were too afraid to ask...are not answered under this cut, because you didn't ask. )

I tag [livejournal.com profile] l_aurens and [livejournal.com profile] imnotacommittee, but only if they don't feel like it's a waste of their time.


That other meme that's going around, the one about fictional characters you do/not do? I can't do that meme. )


I'm still doing drabbles. It's extremely difficult. There are only 100 words in a drabble! I knew that going in, and yet . . . and yet. I went to write early!Spike and RPS with actresses from the 1930s came out.


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