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Sep. 30th, 2009 02:37 am
sadlikeknives: (SPD Z jazz hands)
I just fail hardcore at updating!

Ummm...let's see. Finished my internship, back at my parents', still unemployed, but some of the library hiring freezes seem to begin to be lifting, which will improve my chances exponentially.

I really, really loved what I was doing at my internship, but basically I need a doctorate to actually work there, which has me threatening to go back to grad school, which has my parents less than thrilled. Which, whatever, they wouldn't be paying for it, but I need to make up my mind in around the next twelve minutes if I'm going to apply for next fall.

My supervisors managed to get us interns invited to a reception in a couple of weeks for the exhibit we were working on all summer, mostly as a nice gesture since all but one of us don't live in the area, but since I'm still unemployed and I have some money socked back, I'm thinking of going up to DC for a couple of days to see the culmination of all that hard work and do a couple of the touristy things I was too busy to do while I was living there. Obviously I need to make my mind up in the next five minutes on that, too.

I've been cooking a lot (and, when not cooking, eating my mom's cooking) and making a bunch of ice cream, and yet somehow not only have I not gained back the ten pounds I lost over the summer, I've lost another five. And now that I've said something about it I'm probably going to jinx it.

I watched the first episode of Vampire Diaries, wept for my tweenhood memories, and don't plan to watch it again. That is not Vampire Diaries, that is a Twilight/True Blood/tweeness hybrid with people called Salvatore in. I particularly liked how the woods of Virginia look just like British Columbia.

Right now my grandmother's in the hospital. She had an infection in her arm, which she went to the ER for Saturday morning, then she wound up back in the ER after passing out Saturday afternoon--the diagnosis for which turned out to be, "Turns out you can pass out if you haven't eaten all day and you've been given a ton of medicine, who knew?" but the hospital kept her just in case, and to get the infection cleared up. Then today she was supposed to come home and her knee suddenly swelled up, so now they're trying to figure that out. Fingers crossed it's nothing major.

That's about it. I've been pretty boring, actually. No wonder I hadn't updated, sheesh.
sadlikeknives: (stealing attention)
*runs about flailing*

I'm back at my parents' for the time being (dear anyone: plz give me a job) and have finally convinced them to trade in their eight-year-old computer for a new one. And I even managed to get it set up and connected to the internet with a minimum of swearing. Success! Victory in our time!

...not so fast.

I went to download AIM and it basically laughed at me. To be more precise, I clicked the 'download' link and it took me straight to the 'thank you for downloading AIM' window without actually downloading AIM. WTF. Is this a Vista thing? I just want to be able to talk to people! Help help help!
sadlikeknives: (Hector smash!)
A Smurf was murdered in my bathroom, and its blood has stained my hands.

Well, not really.

I have never had a piece of clothing this annoying in my life. )
sadlikeknives: (st - "live long" and "prosper")
...holy cow, I wrote more fic.

Title: When They Have to Take You In
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Rating: PG
Summary: Spock and Jim come back to where they began.
Author's Notes: AU gen missing scene, sequel to Earth Kids Are Assholes. You'll want to read that one first. Title slightly bastardized from Robert Frost and courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] butterflykiki. I can't believe I'm writing gen about these guys. WTF.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Wanna blow something up for old times' sake? )
sadlikeknives: (stealing attention)
Oh my God it's the Marvel No-Prize Book.

Peter Palmer, the amazing Spider-Man.

The Hulk's secret identity as Dr. Don Blake.

Everyone called Angel 'Scott' for an entire issue of X-Men.

There's a two page spread trying to figure out which the hell ex-girlfriend Steve Rogers was emoing about in a couple of issues of Tales of Suspense, because it doesn't fit any of the ones we know about, even after they took the retcon stick to Peggy Carter to try to fit her into the part.

And, uh, "Only one of us is walking out of here, and it won't be me!"
sadlikeknives: (SPD Z jazz hands)
...huh, look at that. I seem to have committed fic.

Title: Earth Kids Are Assholes
Fandom: Star Trek (2009) or whatever we're calling the reboot Star Trek XI, apparently
Rating: PG
Summary: Spock and Kirk make friends while bleeding. So exactly what happened, except they're in grade school. AU. Gen.
Author's Notes: I was discussing the movie with [livejournal.com profile] butterflykiki and she said something like, "If Kirk and Spock had met when they were thirteen they'd have been BFF." And this fic was born.
Disclaimer: Pssssht yeah right.

Congratulations, Amanda. He's finally mastered the culture of eleven-year-old human boys. )
sadlikeknives: (Batman is very busy)
Well, I came up with some pretty boring interesting facts about myself (I have two cats!) but at least that got taken care of.

In unrelated news, I don't know why I bother trying to maintain continuity or canonicity when RPing Marvel characters, since Marvel obviously never gave a damn. Today I saw two comics guest-starring Alpha Flight. In one, the Beaubier twins had lovely blond hair. Not white like it sometimes is. Blond. In the other, they were calling Jean-Paul Jean-Pierre. And in a third book with Captain America they spelled his name Stephen and he got drunk off three glasses of wine.
sadlikeknives: (FF:  AC Reno)
My summer internship wants me to fill out and mail back this bio form today so they can put together a packet on their interns. It's just a short little thing, no big, except...they want me to include interesting facts about myself.

And I cannot think of one single interesting thing about me.

*headdesk headdesk headdesk*

So uh. What's interesting about me that I won't be embarrassed to tell my future employer? Anybody know?

Of course none of this may matter since I can't find anywhere to live....
sadlikeknives: (stealing attention)
Thus far today: 1970s Danny Rand with his dainty, dainty yellow ballet slippers, Iron Man: Demon In a Bottle, and an issue of Jungle Action Featuring Black Panther wherein T'challa beats the shit out of the KKK while tied up and on fire. I almost cheered out loud.
sadlikeknives: (stealing attention)
According to our tables for constructing call numbers, the part of the call number derived from the title for Fantastic Four should be F3, because 3 is the number assigned to 'a' when it comes after 'f.' But I'm doing the cataloging, so I said, "Pffft, forget that."

It's F4 instead.

Sometimes I am easily amused.
sadlikeknives: (stealing attention)
I HAVE FANTASTIC NEWS.

And a problem.

First, the fantastic news: I'll be doing an internship in DC this summer. My squee is freaking hypersonic.

Now, the problem: I need to find an apartment in the Washington, DC area. I'll be there for three months and I'll be making, um, not a lot. Intern pay. My parents have said they'll help me out, but the rents of most of the places I'm seeing on Craigslist are more than I'll be paid, never mind utilities and, like, food, and then there's the occasional place I could afford which actually makes me wary because they seem okay but I don't know anything about the area to know where the eff these places are and whether they're safe or anything. The service I was recommended which provides housing to interns has more rules than my freshman dorm. I am 24. If I want to have alcohol in my home I will damn well have alcohol in my home

So, uh, I don't know. I don't know anything. I don't even know what I'm saying, really, I'm actually kind of celebretorially drunk right now. Uh. Housing. Short-term. DC area. Help me!

Huh?

Apr. 6th, 2009 11:35 am
sadlikeknives: (Default)
Attn: y'all.

Did we know Amber Benson was an author now?

I'm not allowed to go to a bookstore before tomorrow for fear I'll shake down some hapless employee for Turn Coat, so, somebody please tell me they've seen/read this thing. I'm madly curious to know if she can actually write.

Watchmen

Mar. 6th, 2009 03:37 am
sadlikeknives: (Athena Nike)
When I bought my ticket online Tuesday, there was only one showing. When I got there at eleven-fifteen, there were three and they were in the process of adding a fourth. Don't underestimate the geeks, people.

spoilery, but only for the soundtrack )

But enough about the movie, on to the part I'm still boggling three and a half hours after seeing it (on a large screen, I saw it on a tiny window on the USA Today website last night, but I couldn't figure out half of what was going on then): The Wolverine trailer ) I'm really beginning to move past, "This may be a trainwreck, but it's Marvel, and also, eyecandy," to, "Maybe I should just...pretend this isn't happening. For my own sanity."
sadlikeknives: (stealing attention)
1) We have a comic that's not in Overstreet in the collection I'm cataloging. The appraiser's kind of flipping out. I don't actually know which one it is, though, because I can't find the notes he supposedly left me. We also have the first appearance of Streaky the Supercat, which is apparently worth actual money. People keep asking me, "Seriously?" and my supervisor keeps saying, "Streaky the Supercat," in tones of total disbelief. I'm just like, "Welcome to my world."

2) RP meme, because everyone else on ye olde flist is doing it.

Give me a current character of mine and I will list for you their:

01.) Full name?
02.) Best friend?
03.) Sexuality?
04.) Favorite color?
05.) Relationship status?
06.) Ideal mate?
07.) Turn-ons?
08.) Last sexual experience?
09.) Favorite food?
10.) Crushes?
11.) Favorite music?
12.) Biggest fear?
13.) Biggest fantasy?
14.) Quirks in bed?
15.) Bad habits?
16.) Biggest regret?
17.) Best kept secrets?
18.) Last thought?
19.) Worst sexual/romantic experience?
20.) Biggest insecurity?
sadlikeknives: (we wear the mask that grins and lies)
OH MY GOD WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE.

Seriously Marburg is like my biggest fear and it is not irrational shut up, because as far as ways humans can die go, it is one of the most horrific, and up until now I have been consoled by the fact that its incubation is so short and its mortality rate so high that generally it kills infected people before they can cross the ocean and spread it to our shores.

EXCEPT NOW IT IS HERE.

It's fantastic that the guy actually survived, considering that the fatality rate of the last Marburg outbreak was over 90%, but. IT IS HERE. OH MY GOD.

Why Me?

Jan. 8th, 2009 12:08 pm
sadlikeknives: (i can kill you with my brain)
I have this class I'm taking mostly to keep my insurance by being full-time. The first meeting is today. The location still TBA. I've checked the website and all three e-mail accounts a "BTW the location is ______" e-mail could possibly be in. Nada. That said, it's a damned good thing I checked the website, because the time has been moved up from six PM to 1 PM. Which is in less than an hour. So now I have to haul ass to campus so I can find out where the frak this class is being given.

I hate college sometimes.
sadlikeknives: (Dean Hottest Vampire)
So I got an e-mail today from the professor teaching one of my classes for spring, Young Adult Resources. He wants to help us get 'round the college bookstore textbook racket, and has provided a list of the books so we can track them down.

La li loo, textbook textbook textbook...what's this?

We will also be reading Twilight by Stephenie Meyer, but you can find it at your local library.

Oh, will we now?

This poor man does not know what he has let himself in for.
sadlikeknives: (happy bunny)
OMG, y'all, I got two Yuletide stories, and they are both really super cute and awesome. They're both based on LJ Smith's Night World series, which a few of you might remember from my rant on how it's so much better than Twilight, and feature Ash Redfern of the Amazing Mood Ring Eyes, No Really. From a Knight Errant and How to Save the Day (sort of). Ash gets no respect.

The main thing about Christmas this year was that I did not get a flatscreen TV. I did not actually want a flatscreen TV; my current TV is perfectly good even if it is not flat. But my grandmother apparently decided that I had not been suitably enthused with her gift of money last year and she wanted to give me an actual object, and she finally decided on a new TV (if I had been asked, I would have said a TiVo and a year's subscription, but I was not asked). This actually could have worked out really well, because as I said, my TV is perfectly good, but my mom's is not: it sometimes emits this teeth-grittingly annoying high pitched whine for no good reason. So I'd have the new TV and my mom could have mine. Not the usual chain of hand-me-downs for college students, but it would have worked.

Except my grandmother decided this two days before Christmas. So to the stores my mother and I went, and let me tell you, the economy may be in a nosedive, but flatscreen TVs are still selling. "I like this one." "We don't have it in stock. "Well, I like this one, too?" "Nope." "This was my third choice..." "Sorry, no." Rinse and repeat at three stores. The day before Christmas Eve. We nearly went insane. Finally, my grandmother admitted defeat and decided to just give me a check again. My mom gave me strict instructions to scream and faint with joy, Or Else. We're not actually clear on if Grandmother wants the check to be used to buy a TV or not. I'm hoping not, because I would like to use it to buy things like, you know, groceries and comic books and LJ paid time, but I'm sure I will enjoy the new TV, if it happens.

From my parents, I got a new camera, which is awesomesauce because my old camera died several months ago. It is tiny and blue and I lurve it already. I also got a waffle maker, a new messenger bag (with Marvel characters on it!), and a cute jacket. And from Telly, I got a Beater Blade for The Precious. Yes, I have to show off The Precious every chance I get.

And oh, yeah, my cat, Miss Bailey, got out (again), but I've decided to be zen about it, because last time I nearly worried myself to death before she strolled on in one day.

So how was your day?
sadlikeknives: (stealing attention)
No, I haven't gotten them out yet. But my flakiness is your benefit!

If you want a Christmas card from me and haven't already, go here and leave your address. Comments are screened!
sadlikeknives: (Default)
Reading old journal entries for lack of anything better to do, hoping to make myself sleepy. God.

Found one where I seem to have predicted Marvel's Secret Invasion.

"Yes, have you accepted Jessica Drew as your lord and savior?"
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