All right, my lambs, I am off to the Relay! Or I will be as soon as I decide if I want to wear shorts or a skirt, make coffee, make and pack sandwiches, find my other sneaker, drive into Cottage Grove, send off Becky's precious, get money out of the bank, get gas, and apply sunscreen. Possibly the type that turns one's skin green so I can prove I actually applied it. Also French-braid my hair and stand outside with the dog saying things like, Go pee or back inside, your choice.

Stay out of trouble, and if you can't stay out of trouble, stay out of jail! o/ I'll be twittering if I can get reception at LCC, which is often an thing of epic suck because of the hills. If you happen to have my cell number, feel free to text me!

there is a surface on my desk! I sincerely believed that it was made of DVDs, CD cases, crumbs, random coffee cups, knitting shit, Pokemon cards and dice, but no, it is actually plywood laminate! I, I don't know how I feel about this. The next step is shelving Yet More Books and seeing if my carpet is cream as it is rumored to be or the tweedy look is in fact due to That Animal shedding black hair affectionately over everything.

Have found sunscreen! Have found bandages shaped for blisters! Have lost all desire to clean any more. I think I'm going to go rummage hopefully for Pepsi.

So it turns out we will not be doing a Fifties theme, but reusing the stuff from the employee party for a Hawaiian theme!

.....I'm sure you all realize that this basically means that around midnight I will be going around in a grass skirt and holding a sign that reads WILL HULA FOR COFFEE. Sigh. (But will totally hula for coffee.)

Everybody at work was pointedly reminding the frail Irish blossom about the way she wilted last year and hoping she would be smrt enough to remember to apply sunscreen early and often this year. LOOK I'M NOT USED TO WEARING SHORTS AND I TOTALLY REMEMBERED TO PUT IT ON MY FACE ;_____; However I was a ball of misery over my legs. I kept thinking, I'm going to get skin cancer! At the Cancer Society fundraiser! I am going to be the laughingstock of my support group!

Anyway, I'll be at LCC around 10:30 or a little later, since I'm going to go to Sunrise and get delicious Korean peach water and probably some damn rice noodles since I will be in the more or less general area. (I have given up getting real rice noodles at any American supermarket. Real rice noodles cost under $2 a package and you can make at least three things of noodles out of one package, and are composed of rice flour, water and awesome. I have gone to three or four different groceries and have come to the conclusion that they all hate me and wish to deny me my delicious rice noodles.) We are apparently on the actual track this year! (I think the nicest thing anybody ever called our location last year was 'the back forty' and mostly it was along the lines of BFE. )

...I want to stay up and watch Dekaranger but I think what is about to happen is me shoving Mutzel off the bed and falling flat on my face. Dammit.

Briefly -- I don't know what jeenus decided to put Ryo and Nino in a drama together, but I don't know if I want to call the guys in the pretty white coats or buy them a drink and a hooker. Also, I cannot be the only person hearing about this 'memories of the body' thing in TRC/Holic and thinking it sounds like the flimsy plotline of one of Those Types of Movies, rite.

o/ It appears that I am going to make it for all of Relay this year! I didn't want to go unless I could stay overnight and I think I may have my shift entirely covered Saturday morning. Now I just need to finish the orange on the big spindle and I can bring the teal stuff. I should work on the purple but I have what is politely referred to as a metric shit-ton and I dunwanna actually depress myself that much. Anyway when I get the teal done I can throw it at someone with a sigh of great relief and pretend I never saw it. (My current plan to get rid of it goes something like 1. Put yarn in paper bag. 2. Go to Soft Horizons. 3. Scream FREE HANDSPUN. 4. Run away before they can open the bag.)

....I should really work on the AibaJun yarn. Hmm. That's on a small toy wheel spindle and the small Ashworth is in use with the Fat Cat Knits BFL so I kind of again dunwanna deal with it. Well, whatever, I need to get one of the current projects (Seraphim, Spring Forward, Ugly Lap Blankie ... probably I'll wait til Seraphim is done because I don't have another #3 with a sharp point except for a Bryspun and the yarn is not fond of plastic needles) done before I start that shawl, and I have at least 100 yards spun already, so it's just a matter of having a spindle free, hunkering down, and doing it. o/ I forge bravely on! although it was kind of annoying to have to remind myself how to spin last night. I haven't done any for a couple of weeks and I kept dropping the spindle like anything. \o/ But I've remembered the knack again and am almost done with the orange! Spinning's easier to do while walking than knitting, at least for me and I hate just walking around and around.

I have no idea if we have a team page or anything. Uhhhh I'll either be at the Sheldon Park booth (probably a 1950's theme again), wandering around looking like a nerd with a bunch of violently teal roving and a large spindle or possibly hanging out at the Suislaw Bank booth, since one of our residents' DiL works there. Oliver won't be there, as people are assholes who cannot control their dogs. The DiL and I were actually talking about that last night, because she also has a dog who can behave himself. ._. And it's only supposed to be eighty-odd on Friday! I live in hope.



That meme going around sounds like work o/ In lieu of that, ASK ME A QUESTION, I WILL GIVE YOU AN ANSWER. it may be a lie! it may not make sense! but I will answer!

I was going to write a real entry but my mind is wandering unchecked through the sweet fields of etc and I keep poking hopelessly at the hooker fic, so you get random instead. With any luck coherence will resume by Thursday. I keep think it's Wednesday today and then going "no, wait, I know it's the fifth day at work but really---". On Sunday morning I woke up in sleepy rage that my alarm going off when it was obviously Monday.

• I should actually be watching Dekaranger but I'm under the strong impression that the next episode is all about BAN BEING A BIG WHINY BABY so I don't really want to. I actually want to watch the one with the android girl and Sen-chan, but I will feel guilty if I don't go in order. Dang it, I want an episode entirely composed of Ban and Hoji trying to keep their hands off each other.


• T_T I am basically reduced to translations of Greek and Latin gossip columns (SEE: Plutarch) and whatever HSJ fic I can scrape up from the bottom of the internet SOMEONE TELL ME A GOOD FIC THEY'VE SEEN THAT I MIGHT NOT HAVE SEEN. I am totally easy! ... about series. The actual writing, not so much.


• I edited part of the hooker fic! I feel absurdly productive. Although I keep looking back at the earlier parts and realizing that after I'm done, I might have to do a director's cut because I'm positive I contradict myself at least twice, and the mood kind of switches on me. ._.b


• No real bad side effects from the Celexa so far, although when they said 'carb cravings' they were not whistling Dixie, nor yet She's Coming Round the Mountain. ._. I foresee many, many long walks in my future.


• Seraphim is once again being ignored until it agrees to finish up more quickly (I know, I know, but the rows are really long ;____; and I can't do anything but the rows while I'm doing the knit side and the last row was one long round of WHY AM I OFF COUNT SHIT CAN I FAKE IT---- and frustration) and I'm working on Spring Forward which has blessedly quick and above all short rounds. Even if John-the-caregiver kind of yelped when he saw the yarn and needles on Sunday. (I realize my sense of proportion is warped, but dudes, sock yarn is actually not that thin! I'll give him the needles, though; 2mm needles ain't thick.)
  
  Also it fits into the Dream-A-Live pouch beautifully, so I have the fun of looking at the rainbow caterpillar while I'm doing a round at lunch. I have two more rows to go on this repeat, and then one more complete repeat, then I start the foot. I'm kind of wondering uneasily about how much yarn I'll have toward the end, but I still have some ends left from Sock-kun/Sock-chan that happens to match one of the greens, so I'll do the toes in that, if worst comes to worst. And I'll just claim I meant to do it.


• I dunno, do I want to get Knitscene? It's mostly sweaters and that is a thing I don't usually knit. Hmm.


• I have like unto a whack of spinning to get done, argh. Hey, is anybody doing something for the Olympics, like a fic marathon or a knit thing or similar? I kind of want to. ._.


• I should actually leave before one pm today, traffic on I-5 has been like unto something retardedddd. Of course if one has to run and get gas in Cottage Grove, one is stuck behind a truck going fifty miles an hour for like, five minutes before one can get into the right lane, thinking things like HURRY UP, ASSHOLE, SOME OF US HAVE GOT TO BE AT WORK THIS YEAR.

I think the really depressing thing is that I am the only person I know who has a) the idea b) the desire and c) (the deal-breaker) the knowledge of both series to write the Boukenger fic where they find a Precious that is actually one of Sakura-hime's feathers.

And yet it would work out so freaking well!

I'll be over here contemplating the merits of eating delicious glass shards.

Okay, bed for Megs, if anybody happens to see my ability to write without hating it and ripping it up, will they please kick it in the ass and send it home. AAAAAH I WANT TO WRITE SOMETHING BUT I CAN'T FIND A DAMN THING TO WRITE ABOUT.

o/ I have Final Fantasy 12 Revenant Wings now! divadrummer was selling stuff for her upcoming move, and I snagged it~ .... yes, I know, but I have a hard time convincing myself to spend money on games.



( DUDES, IS THIS AS LAME AS I THINK IT IS RIGHT NOW? more of The Goddamn Cooking Fic )


the terrible zombie lurches back to the grave. man, I slept for four hours this afternoon and I still want to sleep moar. >_>

okay lol LJ left me two KRK icons (the one with Tendou and the blowdryer and one of the two Kagami/Tendou ones, I think the one with the "we used to be friends" quote), the default one of the rubber ducky, the GOD MADE YOU SPECIAL icon, my dog with a can of beer and .... the one with Watanuki and Doumeki on a pink pony. ._.

I was going to get an envelope for the Jun uchiwa that I'm sending to Becky (MEIMI YOU NEVER TOLD ME HOW MUCH TO PAYPAL) and I was in the comic store and I was just like, Even I don't have the face to march down one end of UO University District to the other carrying a huge, shocking rose pink fan with Jun Matsumoto's face on it, I just can't do it. Not even to measure it for an envelope! Limits, even nerds have them. Mom however agrees that his lipstick is fabulous and she would buy it. OMG the pencil pouch--! it does fit a sock, I am full of glee.

zzzz tiem soon D:

edit: ANONYMOUS STALKER OF THE INTERNET, IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO LEAVE ME A PROMPT I WILL WRITE YOU A STUPID EEE THANK YOU! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

OKAY NOBODY IS ALLOWED TO HAVE A SUCKY YEAR, IT IS NOT ALLOWED ANY MORE. I command it! by the power of my will! *glowers around f-list*

Meimi, package came! :D :D :D It actually came Wednesday but the mailman was late that day and Mom was in Eugene and was too late to pick it up yesterday, so I got it today.

I keep having really vivid dreams -- like night before last I dreamed about a sentai team that apparently was associated with some sort of factory -- like they were laborers or something and had to defeat Teh Evil, and then there was a lot of business with the horrible icky ground of the factory and an apartment building that looked right into the main yard, which then morphed into 'I have to fit at least twelve people, with all associated baggage and about fifteen dressers plus seven or eight bookcases completely filled with books into the upstairs of the old farmhouse, which fortunately is slightly bigger than the actual farmhouse was'. I had somehow managed to cram three beds for the guys into a room smaller than my bedroom and had converted the open area beside it into a living area, but I hadn't started the girls' area yet, since they had the larger room where my sisters and I slept the summer we spent there, plus the attic. And then we found a smaller walk-in area for a closet for the guys. o/ I have no idea what the downstairs looked like because I was surrounded by boxes and dressers and puzzling out how to fit everything.

And then last night I think I was in/was watching a Rilla of Ingleside movie, which of course was primarily Walter and Una and included for no apparent reason the appearance of Anne's Dead Baby as an adult spirit. Whacking sense into her younger brother. That part was freaking awesome. I think there were makeouts, or at least kissyface! I kind of think it was because I was talking to Kate about her wanting to read Anne's House of Dreams but not wanting to because it wasn't fall and therefore not time for The Annual Reread.

...as I was saying to Amy, dreams like that don't even make it on my list of side effects, because it always happens. Tonight, I am hoping for a Kabuto dream! o/

Went to work, went to the partyish thing afterward, went to Emerald City and had a soothing discussion with Stu over why it was stupid that they would let you take a plastic needle on a plane but not a metal one. Dude, a Bryson 29" needle would make a very effective garrote! Plus the tips are pointed and sturdy enough that I for one would object strongly to being poked in the eye with it. But yanocchi is going to Comic Con, and they won't allow her a metal needle on the plane, so I offered to lend her a plastic one. I hope it works all right, I haven't used a plastic needle with the yarn she's using before. Must remember to bring in cone of cobweb yarn to show her, since we were talking about it. Must remember NOT to go to Soft Horizons tomorrow as apparently bitches have got in Noro Silk Garden sock yarn and I kind of want it like a burning fire in my heart and yet cannot justify it. So better not to be tempted in the first place.

Mother still buying essential oils for crazy child. Crazy child is a little afraid to imagine what rosemary and grapefruit are going to smell like mixed together.

Okay, I'm going to write another drabble and then I'm going to start a slow ooze toward bed. :Dv

edit: reading Ovid as I take it toward the bathroom for tub reading -- is there seriously anything a Greek deity would not bang? Inquiring minds.

TEN PROMPTS THAT I AM SERIOUSLY GOING TO TRY TO FINISH THIS TIME OKAY GO.

ps NO BRAIN WE DON'T NEED TO START LUNA MOTH, WHAT ARE YOU THINKING.

Didn't post this morning or last night d/t going to the doctor and switching to Celexa (mostly because of the primary side effect of $37 co-pay, although I was also not enamored with the way I would take deep sighing breaths for no reason and also the headaches and RAM failure and leg twitching ... plus a sudden craving for nicotine above and beyond OH GOD WORK IS CRAZY I WANT A CIGARETTE, which was very unnerving) which means I am going off the Effexor. Did you know that Effexor is actually kind of famous for being difficult to get off of? Twitchy bugs, so awesome. ._.

I'm doing better today but I am still not feeling 100%, or even 50%. (Waking up this morning was epic, in the 'it's eleven am and the dog is giving me the "dude, wtf" look and I still don't want to get out of bed' way.) Mother has solemnly prescribed essential oils in lotion including frankincense, clove and bergamot and has also procured double bergamot Earl Grey tea for consumption by crazy child. Crazy child has reflected that it can't very well hurt and likes bergamot anyway, so has equally solemnly applied lotion all day and is drinking tea. Crazy child is also seriously considering putting sticky notes everywhere that say things like I AM GOING TO GET BETTER as a note to self.

(Yes, I was only on it for two weeks. But apparently I got used to it again really quickly.)

I was a little annoyed at the doctor's office because I got there for an 11am appointment and didn't get seen until like, 11:50 and then I had to go get Mom's meds at Safeway and fill the Celexa at Walmart (I have no idea what unholy relationship Walmart and the drug company have, and frankly I'm not asking about it as long as I can pay $4 for a month's supply of crazy pills). I did however get the rest of a knit row done on Seraphim and most of a purl row done! It's beginning to look like a pattern, I think. I still want to die every time I think "I only have fifty more rows to go!" Oh well, I forge bravely on. One stitch at a time, sweet Jesus.

A-anyway. Now that your eyes are glazed over from my boring issues, I am delighted to report that ickaimp is a good person and wrote more awesome involving Kagami being clueless. :D :D :D

I really want to write an awful fic where Akashi has nightmares and nothing really happens but he's like, Wow, I have people again. (Boukenger won a cookie for actually having a reasonable excuse for BoukenRed's retarded tendency to go HEY I SHOULD GO ON A SUICIDE MISSION IT'LL BE FUN.) Hmm.

I woke up this morning thinking about knitting projects I want to start. Like the Luna Moth shawl. Or maybe a plain heavy one. Or hats. Or patterned scarves. Or a felted bag. Or something like that. I even have yarn for most of them.

Then I rolled over, gave Seraphim the stinkeye and did a couple of repeats. Arrrgh I don't need another project until I finish Seraphim, and I should actually start on Clementine (and, er, finishing the spinning for Clementine >___>) after that, but motivation for the Shawl That Never Ends is lacking.

• 18:24 I has a precious +_+ It is from Meimi. It is a picture from the JE store of Aiba pawing at Jun. IT IS MY PRECIOUSSS. #

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Okay, what the fuck, Wordpress, I finally manage to stalk Server Dude and I go to pull it up to describe what it's doing -- and it's behaving again! I give up. Considering that my paid account expires here in five days I really need to make up my mind if I'm moving to Wordpress or not. (I should! Ah, but I am lazy! Q_Q But I am also le broke. It is a problem. A problem that will doubtless be more or less fixed by me spending an exciting weekend trying to figure out how to get userpics to work on Wordpress, argh.)

Today was totally epic in the Eventually This Will Be Funny way (and in the Cannot Actually Talk About On LJ way), although it was considerably brightened by a letter from nyonyo with a photo from the JE shop with Aiba pawing at Jun's shoulder and Jun pretending he doesn't know him. IT IS THE CUTEST THING EVER, I KEPT LOOKING AT IT AT WORK TO REMIND MYSELF THERE WAS YET THINGS THAT WERE GOOD AND PURE AND SPARKLY IN THIS WORLD. She made a super cute card, too! ♥

( behold! my boofer precious  )

Re Dekaranger: I would be slightly more ashamed of thinking I'D HIT THAT after the "Boss is Badass" episode but clearly so did would Swan-san, and I have my suspicions about Jasmine. Also the dude who did the suit acting for it has an ass nearly as godly as the dude who did Kabuto and Kiva. *___________* I'm shallow, okay.

*peers at fic* Now, honey, you know if this ends up about being How Tendou's Life Sucks, we're going to have to have a little talk. Also, it is harder than one might at first think to write a coherent description of someone cooking. I'm always doing things like reading back and realizing Kagami is trying to defend himself and has not, for all appearances, put the dishes down yet. And someitmes Kagami really is a klutz, but he probably would not drop an entire pile of plates. I hope.

ITEM: Someone who is NOT ME needs to do the one where Natsuki has her period for the first time and Masumi has no idea what to do. Bonus points for him trying to be calm anyway and completely freaking out as soon as he calms her down.

Oh, golly! Full Moon is Saturday. >____< I'm not looking forward to the rest of the week, not by a bushelful.

by the way, does anybody know a way to take old tags off Semagic short of a complete uninstall/reinstall? I've got a lot of old tags that I want to get rid of and it won't remove them, even if I update from the sever. -- never mind! it's taglist.txt in the program folder. I r reel smrt somtiems.

MEG: Oliver, go get Grandma! Grandma's home! Go get her! [NOTE: This is a command Oliver actually understands.]
OLIVER: *blank look*
MEG: Go over there and say hi to Grandma! Go say hi! Go over to Grandma's!
OLIVER: I understand not your strange human language, petty mortal.
CECIL: Go get your stick.
OLIVER: *FWOOSH* *muffledly, around Chuck-it that had been lying about thirty feet away* Ftick, 'addy.
CECIL: Go get your ball too.
OLIVER: *FWOOSH* 'All, 'addy. Frow 'all now?
MEG: YOU STINKING BRAT-FACE OF A MUTZEL.

( watching the boukenger movie in all of its glorious lack of sense and gratitious pool scenes with Natsuki sitting on Sakura's lap and large awesome fights and explosions designed for the big screen )

I was going to get home and watch Dekaranger and eat the rest of my chocolate with a sullen expression on my face, but I ended up sleeping for two hours instead. Which is almost the same, right!

Highlights of my day: "It smells like crap in here! Why does it smell like sh--- OH MY GOD AUUUGHHHH." Followed by repeatedly chanting I DON'T WANT TO CLEAN THIS UP and slinking reluctantly forth with disinfectant and gloves.

Then I spent a significant amount of time after I was supposed to be off dealing with a new caregiver (easy -- mostly just running around the entire building screaming WHERE THE HELL DID THEY PUT THE TRAINING VIDEOSSSS and rummaging for t-shirts) and a resident's visiting dog (not so easy - poor thing was half-crazy with nerves and excitement and yapped constantly). And then I went to ECX. And sulked. And knitted. And came home and actually wrote a little, and then spent an hour in the tub.

( I think this might go somewhere! Kagami traumatizes Tendou )

I'd watch Dekaranger but I actually don't have enough brain left! This is very serious. ._.

I pulled myyy shoooouuullldeeer hauling in Cecil's anniversary present for Mom and it was really heavy and now it huuuuuuuurts Q_Q (Not from him to her. From her to him. It's a Coleman hammock and very nice but the son of a bitch is a heeeeavvvy mother. Q_Q)

Truly, this is the shawl that never ends. It doesn't help that the row I just finished has 315 stitches or something horrible like that and will have close to 110 more by the time I bind off. Uhhh Q_Q no! I will forge bravely on! and on! and continue on after that! I'm starting the real lace part after this next row, which makes me extremely nervous.

On ep 11 of Dekaranger. I am happy to say that the Ban/Hoji continues to be completely subtle, what with the way Hoji bitches Ban out for falling for a civilian and the way that Hoji about tackleglomps his Academy friend and Ban goes >:O!!! and pulls him away, and the way that Ban is still calling him Partner and Hoji is still automatically growling Don'tcallmepartner at him. ;___;♥ It's kind of nice to be shipping with fandom for once after Boukenger. (Would it have killed BoukenRed to actually paid attention to one person at a time? .____.) I have finally gotten to the point where I can tell by the dialogue when I have to look up and pay attention because the fight is almost over. It's like watching TeniPuri. (I still don't understand how a freaking tennis match should take three episodes and five special moves to resolve.)

Flinkie: http://zip.4chan.org/m/src/1215829170305.jpg Sentai: because you can never have enough leather stretch pants. Ever.
Meg: THAT'S KAMEN RIDER, YOU TWERP
Flinkie: IT'S STILL SENTAI
Flinkie: I WAS COMMENTING ON THE PIC geez
Meg: no it's not
Flinkie: how is it not?!
Meg: it's tokusatsu
Meg: but sentai is specifically the hero team
Flinkie: ah.
Flinkie: and that's not a team?
Meg: Kamen Rider has team up with past Riders
Flinkie: There's a dozen of them!
Flinkie: TEAM
Flinkie: SENTAI
Flinkie: SEE
Meg: but it's always about two or three dudes on bikies
Meg: but they don't identify as a unit!
Flinkie: FINE
Flinkie: YOU CAN BE RIGHT
Flinkie: girls. geez
Flinkie: I am so getting my ass beat when I move there.)
Meg: Kamen Riders are always like, I don't know, special ops dudes? and Sentai are always a unit
Meg: kicked, at least.
Flinkie: ahhhh.
Meg: so the Riders you know, identify as being a Rider, and Sentai identify as being part of a group
Flinkie: okay, fine. Tokusatsu.
Flinkie: Pitnicker.
Meg: *with dignity* Excuse me for being a nerd.

• 16:30 Q_Q this is the shawl that doesn't end! #

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I wish I had a video mp3 player. ._. I could be outside and watching Dekaranger until my brains dripped out my ears!

actually, can't you hack DSes into playing video? that would also work!

so tired of working on shawl ;______; never ending shawl is never ending!