The 27th Dimension

GANGWAY. CLEAR THE ROADS.

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 16:59:47 GMT

NEW LICENSED DRIVER.

FIRST TIME TAKING THE TEST.

HE DIDN'T EVEN MAKE ME FINISH THE COURSE.

I ONLY LOST 9 POINTS FOR TWO TURN SIGNAL ERRORS.

8D

It's like a meme, but different.

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 05:38:08 GMT

http://en.genzu.net/sokumen/

Meeee~:
Katy - Clap
Kathryn - Custody
Kachi - bribe
DekuWolf - DISORDER
Aubreylu - PLEASURE (...)
Saturnius - OVULATION (*facepalm*)
DAS - GAY (LOLOLOLOL!!!)
Kitsune - BREASTS (......*dies*)

MU* Characters:
Alexis - Unfair (durh)
-Lexi - bias
Amelia - coffin (...)
Seamus - Caress (.......)
Josephine - Dirtiness (....Hahahahahahaha.)
Ashleigh - CHASTITY (LAWL YEAH RIGHT SURE)
Jedaiah - Accused
-Jed - odd
Claribel - FELLATIO (.............................. *SNKKKKKK*)
-Clari - Exile
Roderick (Reaper) - DISGRACE(hrrrr)
-Derick - Denial
Sauda - Crude

Fandom OCs:
[D&D] Kerra - Grave (lol)
[D&D] Lyto - plot (because she had any effect on it, sure)
[Naruto] Kachiki - SERIOUS
[Yu-Gi-Oh!] Felix - Faint
[Sailormoon] Seresute - PRIVATES (....WHY.)
[InuYasha] Doseiko - ACCUSED (...fits.)
[InuYasha] Akajishi - LAXATIVE (.......)
[Kingdom Hearts] Chaxik - toilet (...Dang, I cannot win with this thing.)
[Fullmetal Alchemist] Obsession - REJECTION ("OBJECTION!" *shot*)

Non-fandom OCs:
Iro - Sex (*DIES*)
Megan - Hymen (*choke*)
Tyson - glans
Ambrose - EMBRACE (lol, 'cause that's a big stretch)
Malachai - ORGASMUS (............................) [This guy is the bottom of a ghei couple.]
Viktor - fickle (...accurate.)

(....Why I cans not remember the rest of my OCs. Woe.)

I have too much damn fun with things like this.

What.

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 23:20:17 GMT

http://community.livejournal.com/housematehorror/11794.html

D888> ?!?!

Fecking OW.

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 07:52:15 GMT

My back hurts. Now I remember why I usually sit on a throw pillow on this couch.

albsrpski, sorry about bailing off Yahoo! at you this afternoon. D8 My Windows Movie Maker takes up a LOT of CPU usage, and Liz is in desperate, desperate need of a reformat. Between the high-quality footage I was using and the amount of clips I was hacking everything into, WMM absolutely FREAKED at me many, many times. I ended up having to save the video one third at a time and re-import the footage - IN ADDITION to having WMM be the absolutely ONLY thing running besides Notepad. And by that I mean no messengers, no Firefox, nada. I even turned off several quiet-run programs from the system tray. Lawd.

BUT IT'S DONE. MechaCon's FTP server hates me (or maybe I just don't know how to use it 8D), so I'm going to have to... pray. That they'll take a disc postmarked July 2nd. I've asked on the forums, so we'll just have to see. :/

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO.
(Fair Warning in case you aren't familiar with the song: it goes from soft music to LOUD in one quick burst, so don't break your eardrums.)
Yu-Gi-Oh!; Rammstein's "Feuer Frei!"

Four years, three computers, two versions of Windows Movie Maker and two operating systems in the making. Because of the way WMM indexes files, this entire video had to be remade - twice - due to changing computers and to make up for the low quality of the original file. Even though it was only thirty seconds from being complete. I shit you not.

On the plus side, it came out a million times better the final time. The original wasn't as cohesive; some parts were just... random.

Entered in the "Best Action Video" category.

Now I am going the fuck to bed.
...Gotta get up and watch eBay auctions for cosplay pieces tomorrow. 8D

(Almost) totally random

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 08:01:50 GMT

Adjkhdkgjdlkfjh ghhggkdfjlhs f 3:30am I fail at normal human sleep schedules. Gawd.

Is this insomnia/hypersomnia, or do I just really fail that badly at re-regulating myself? I can't seem to help but to stay awake until 5:00 - 9:00 am and then sleep until 2:00 - 4:00 pm. 8| Like no matter what I do. I'm taking some steps to help, but. Maybe I need to stop being a lazy-ass about it and... you know. Go to bed when I'm tired around midnight or two. The "second wind" I pick up half an hour after getting tired can last for hours, guh. I feel like I should pull an all-nighter sometime to fix it (all-nighter + crashing at midnight the next day = reset?), but I have yet to find a time when that's feasibly possible. Working grill and/or driving practice on zero sleep is nnnnot a good idea. And trying to get by on 4 - 6 hours in lieu of an all-nighter to reset simply makes me sleep ten hours the next day instead. Ffff. I need to... do the six-hours thing several days in a row. MAKE myself get up at 10:00am regardless of when I fall asleep; maybe that'll encourage me to go to bed at two. But. It's the making-myself-get-up-at-ten part that's difficult. I find it so HARD to get out of bed if I don't have a legitimate reason to get up (i.e. work, class, movie; something that has a specific time at which it needs done). ...Ahaha I need to get up early tomorrow anyway; my AMV needs to be finished and sent tomorrow or I miss the deadline. 8| Fail. (It would have been done by now if Windows Movie Maker weren't such a whore. I need to learn Adobe Premiere.)

I have almost completely cut caffeine-overloads out of my diet ("almost" because I discovered that I cannot SURVIVE working nights during visits from Aunt Flo without it), and holy dear Ra that has helped so much. I have limited myself to drinking soda only on weekends (again, except for that little "slip" I had during That Time), and I have to say, I don't miss it that much. A soda or more a day is simply disgusting, and I'm not sorry to be rid of that. My teeth feel cleaner, my body feels lighter, and I think my bones are already thanking me. I've switched to sweet tea, which, while not that much better in the sugar-content department, is a MILLION times better in every other way. Less caffeine per amount than soda, real cane sugar vs. high-fructose corn syrup, no carbonation, and none of the other nasty crap that goes into the production of soda. Plus tea = antioxidants and stuff. I'm also drinking a lot more water. I need to start drinking more milk during the day, since working 4:30 - close cuts me off from my glass-of-milk-with-dinner ritual. Speaking of working through dinner, I have GOT to STOP eating so much Ra-accursed ice cream and start making myself real food. 8| Ice cream/pizza/fryer food is just so much easier than everything else and I'm lazy. 8< I should start keeping carrot sticks and fresh fruit in my pocket or something. Guh. ...I should set a limit for ice cream, is what. One ice-cream snack at work per week. I think I could handle that.

On a (mostly)-unrelated note: the following occurred at work today.

Me: *puts a new CD into the stereo after the old one finishes*
(several minutes pass)
Anika (coworker and younger daughter of Jodi): *approaches back of kitchen* "...What kinda music do you listen to?"
Me: "Disturbed!"
Anika: "Huh?"
Me: "Dis-tur-b'd."
Anika: "What's that?"
Me: "...Don't tell me you've never heard of Disturbed."
Anika: "Well I don't know."
Me: "You have to have at least heard of... 'Down With the Sickness'?"
Anika: "What?"
Me: "What the heck kind of rock have you been living under?"
Anika: "Well I see these kids at school with 'Disturbed' on their t-shirts but I just figured it was 'cause they were disturbed or somethin'..."

What. How. How in fuck do you get away with being an American teenager and not have at the very least heard of Disturbed? How? That's like not having heard of Ludacris or Toby Keith or Nine Inch Nails or Aqua. Even if you don't know/dislike the genre, if you have any kind of existence at all, you've at least fucking heard of them.

And I thought I was societally uneducated.

HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:46:48 GMT

I was on the schedule to work 11:00am - 7:00pm today, though Jodi promised me on Wednesday that I would be the first sent home.

I got a ride from Mom to work, since it had been raining and I'd rather not have gotten caught in it.

I get out of the car and go in in my stupid hat and ugly-ass work t-shirt, and Jodi and Sue are standing behind the counter talking to someone. I wave on my way in...

And Jodi says, "Did you stay at home last night?"

...Buh? "...Yes?"

"You didn't get our message?"

. . .

"You totally don't need me here, do you?"

"Sorry!"

Askjfhdkgjlksgdjl. "MOM COME BACK!"

I had to walk home.

Stripped out of my work clothes in the friggin' dining room and carried them upstairs. Napped. And had a nightmare about getting horribly bitched at at work because there weren't any mozzarella sticks in the freezer.

Never ever ever ever working in food service again.

Naruto 405, 406

Fri, 27 Jun 2008 06:44:54 GMT

Yeah, I dicked around all week and didn't read 405 until just now, and 406 is out too. Shut up.

405...

I cried. I sobbed when Naruto just... walked by Iruka. Naruto passing up Ichiraku? Completely? Nngh. Feels like a punch right to my gut. God, poor child.

And.

Tsunade.

;_;

*sniffle*

I STILL SAY HE ISN'T DEAD but goddamnit it's getting harder to deny. I still, still, STILL think Konan's going to pull his ass out of the river, but. Goddamnit, Jiraiya. D: Nnnnnnnh.

Iruka. <3 He's like Naruto's niisan, or surrogate father. God I love him.

406.

...Hee.

I love you, Shikamaru. <3 More than there are words for.

Kurenaaaiiii. ♥

I don't know who this Shiho chick is, but I don't think I like her. She reminds me of Karin, for some reason. Yeah, I know, snap judgment after only three pages (and I actually like Karin) and I'm probably just being bitchy because of these chapters' content, but. Feh.

I want to give Naruto-kun a hug.

I can't not repost this everywhere.

Thu, 26 Jun 2008 08:29:54 GMT

There are not words for how happy this makes me.

:3

ILU MANG.

Thu, 26 Jun 2008 08:19:40 GMT

Happy birthday like whoa to albsrpski.

Your squishy luuurves yooooouu~

<3 <3 <3

One day I will actually get to give you a hug and presents on your birthday, but for now, this will have to do.

Miss you, roomie~

Hsssss.

Wed, 25 Jun 2008 08:47:19 GMT

Now I remember why I fucking hate country music so much.

Country radio.

It is the SAME FIFTEEN FUCKING SONGS OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

The only variability is which Garth Brooks song they play at 9:27 every night. ("That Summer," tonight.)

I've had fucking Taylor Swift stuck in my head for the last two hours, guh. If I hear "that stupid ol' pickup truck you never let me drive" or "our song is the swing of screen doors~" or "honey, I'm still a guy" one more fucking time, I'm going to SCREAM.

For fuck's sake, I have more country music on my computer (which, for the record, is fifty-six random songs, one Cletus T. Judd album, Garth's Ultimate Hits and two Shania albums) than I've heard on this fucking station EVERY NIGHT OF WORK COMBINED FOR THE PAST FOUR WEEKS.

I've heard more variation on the Band Takeover Nights on satellite Alt. Rock stations.

Fuck, I've heard more variation during Beatles marathons.

BUY SOME NEW MUSIC, GAWD.

I'm bringing CDs tomorrow.

In the meantime, Coal Chamber, Static-X, Mindless Self Indulgence, Slipknot, Avenged Sevenfold and some Rob Zombie. I am burning this wholesome country shitfest out of my head with the snarliest stuff I own. God, I almost want something rougher. I need some more NIN. And more Jack Off Jill. Guhhhh huh. I'm almost tempted to look up some Megadeath or Deathklok or whatever that shit is. *shudders* KILL IT WITH FIRE I'm going to put on Manson now.

EL OH EL.

Tue, 24 Jun 2008 19:32:16 GMT

"Burn, Childhood, Burn. Star Wars Edition."

"Much luv, Disney.
The pain kicks in full at around 03:30."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkTQwP2gFxU

Posted to the MechaCon Forums by Loki.

Fecking fecking fecking feck.

Tue, 24 Jun 2008 06:31:46 GMT

[Edit 2] Zamzar file is downloading now. Longest twenty-four minutes of my life. I hope I hope I hope it worked right. D:

[Edit 3] Sweet. Came out pretty well. A few glitches, but only one is in a place I actually need it, and I should be able to either work around that entirely or just snip the glitch out.

Trying to remake a once-made AMV, but with better clips, at better quality, with better timing... overall better.

Windows Movie Maker hates me. Or, more accurately, it hates the high-quality DivX-encoded .avi from which I am drawing the majority of my clips. It crashes about every two minutes, and while I am making some progress during those minutes, this is really not how I'd rather work (toggling between the Start Menu, WMM and Task Manager and saving every 20 seconds is kind of non-productive).

Went to Zamzar and uploaded said .avi for conversion to .wmv (because Super(C) absolutely fucking hates me for some reason; it hasn't coded videos right for months). Still waiting on it to email me saying it finished. I... kind of (a) don't really have high hopes for it to come out right and (b) am impatient.

In the meantime, I just downloaded Avidemux and am going to see what it's like. The idea of re-clipping the minute and a half I've already clipped together kind of... really pisses me off, but at this point, I'm just getting really, really fidgety every time I stop working on it. Edit: Avidemux wants me to MANUALLY resize every fucking video I want to use to be the same resolution first. Fuck. That.

Arctic came over earlier, and used some software that came with her video mp3 player in order to convert a .vob I ripped from my DVD but which still hated me into .wmv format, and IT came out absolutely gorgeous and high-quality and WMM stopped glitching at it, so. I am kind of tempted to tell her to come back over so I can use her computer to convert this fucking .avi. I'd ask for the damn software, but she doesn't know where the disc is and this AMV... kind of has to be postmarked by July 1st in order to make it into MechaCon's contest. Yes, I know I am cutting it the mother of close. I'm tempted to just copy the program from her Program Files folder and see if it works properly when stapled into my hard drive. At the SAME TIME, though, I'm pretty sure she doesn't have DivX codecs on her computer, and I don't know how much she'd gnash her teeth at me if I tried to slap 'em on there. *shrug!*

Complain complain complain. BASICALLY I need some advice from anyone at all who has a clue.

Does anyone know a decent file converter that will convert a DivX-encoded .avi file into a .wmv of similar quality WITHOUT spazzing on me like Super(C) is doing, or know how long Zamzar usually takes to return a file/if it'll code a DivX-encoded .avi right?

Alternately, does anyone know of a free video editing program with similar features to Windows Movie Maker? (I need something that can slow videos down to half speed and speed them up to double, cumulative on each if possible; I need also to be able to clip videos apart INDEPENDENTLY of the audio file I'm using. The last program someone recommended to me? Automatically linked the video, when fed into the timeline, to the audio track, meaning that whenever I clipped the video, the track clipped too and I had to reload the audio over and over. :| I gave up on that one after about fifteen minutes.)

Watch. After this post I'll magically find something that can convert this fucking thing and have wasted all this time (and my breath) for no reason, or WMM will stop spazzing on its own (ha), or I'll fall madly in love with Avidemux and never look back. WE CAN HOPE. Gawd I want to get that conversion program from Arc. DX

Memez.

Mon, 23 Jun 2008 06:36:04 GMT

Stolen from darkhaunter.

Reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter.
List 5 songs you love beginning with that letter.
Repost!

Saywhat.

Mon, 23 Jun 2008 06:24:32 GMT

Chance (friend I know through Arctic) has a 360.

So. Rock Band.

I have to say I am super super super disappointed in its guitar controller. I AM PUSHING THE FUCKING FRETS AND STRUMMING THE FUCKING BAR PLS TO /REGISTER/ YOU HOR. If I play there again, I am demanding he plug in the Guitar Hero guitar. D: (Though I still managed a 98% on Medium on several songs I didn't know, so.)

Drums are okay. Weird. The bass(? floor drum kicky thingy I DON'T KNOW I ARE NOT DRUMMER) has the same non-sensitivity issue, and smacking the edges of the drums by accident makes it go LOL U NOT HIT?. Still. Kinda fun, once you get a rhythm going.

I didn't try the Rock Band brand mic; used a headset mic plugged into a wireless controller instead. That, I liked. I couldn't use my growly voice for Enter Sandman, though, 'cause it picks that up as talking instead of singing and has a hard time registering pitch with it. :C But! Fun. Though I learned that on "Easy" you can pretty much--fake your way through a song (it was one I didn't know and still can't remember) as long as you get the words right and the pitch within like two octaves and it will give you LOL AWSUM.

Played one song that Arctic was AFRAID of for whatever reason (Orange Crush) ("I DON'T KNOW THE WORDS OMG" what like I do?), so I ended up playing the guitar on Medium while singing on Easy. Lol. I think I got 68% on the guitar and 54% on vocals. Whups. OKAY SO I CANNOT DO THAT FOR SONGS I DON'T KNOW. (I'm... tempted to try doing both on Medium for Enter Sandman next time I get the chance, though. :C Know that song like the back of my hand, whut.)

Overall, I DID have fun, but I have to say I'm looking forward to Guitar Hero 4 more than ever. Using all of these dynamics with Red Octane/Rockstar's HOPEFULLY CONSISTENTLY SUPERIOR hardware is going to be rawk. Also, loading in your own songs whut? First one I'm programming in is Disturbed's Mistress. Because um. Favorite song ever? (And if it doesn't have Matchbook Romance's Monsters (doubt it will since III had it), that one will be second.)

Also: Timmy and the Lords of the Underworld what the fuck. I mean. What the fuuuuuck?
(For the record: AUGH MY FINGERS CRAMPS OGOD who the hell wrote the guitar part to that? D: And that was on Medium. Chance and I both made passes at it in Training Mode on Expert for the sheer lulz. Jesuchristo. THIRTY-SIX PERCENT LULZWAT.)
"TIMMAH sdfkjdsglkjdf." I'm glad I didn't try to do the vocals. :C

[EDIT] Also I think I have a stalker. That same dude who messaged me about my props messaged me just now for the third night in a row. Lawl? I'm... flattered, I think. XD Kiiiinda weird, but whatever. Maybe he'll buy something from me at some point. >>;

Okay I have to get this out--

Sun, 22 Jun 2008 05:36:06 GMT

--because every freaking time I look at the forums I think of you, clsa.

Someone at MechaCon is cosplaying as a Pyro from Team Fortress 2. I don't know HOW he expects to handle wearing all that in Louisiana in August, but hey.

Madness.

ENJOY. Now I can stop going "ajfhdksjf must tell CLSAface" everytime I see the nutter posting.

ILU.

So I was going through old RP logs of Loni's and mine...

Sat, 21 Jun 2008 08:08:07 GMT

...For the purpose of compiling the RP part of our RP into the single Word document I keep it in for editing. (I swear, it will see the light of Internet one day.)

And I was reading some of our random chatter/actual conversation that occurred in IM just before the actual RP part.

From November 30, 2007.

SilverEmerald-DAS: *screams*
SilverEmerald-DAS: I want 380. Like now. TT.TT
yami_loni: You know how I feel now.
SilverEmerald-DAS: I was happier when I was ignorant. DX
yami_loni: I am getting more and more confused about Pein. And, when will Konan do something cool?!
SilverEmerald-DAS: Did Jiraiya lose a fucking ARM?
yami_loni: I think he did.
SilverEmerald-DAS: *cries*
SilverEmerald-DAS: I am going to cut Pein's face.
SilverEmerald-DAS: All six of them.
yami_loni: All six of them?
SilverEmerald-DAS: XD
yami_loni: Ah, beat me.
SilverEmerald-DAS: I love you so much. XD
yami_loni: I think the tall skinny one is hot. O.o;
SilverEmerald-DAS: XDDDD
SilverEmerald-DAS: I think all three skinny ones are hot. O.o
yami_loni: XD True. There's something about malnourished men, I swear.
SilverEmerald-DAS: XD
SilverEmerald-DAS: The "original" face still wins, though. Sexiest.
yami_loni: Me and Tiff call the one with the ponytail Dein. He's Deidara and Pein's love-child.
SilverEmerald-DAS: XDDDDDDDDD
SilverEmerald-DAS: Fuck, I love you both.
yami_loni: And, yes, the original one is the best.
yami_loni: <3
SilverEmerald-DAS: <3!
SilverEmerald-DAS: ......My stomach is making noises like a thick soup boiling on the stove.
yami_loni: I had ramen...er, ramen-ing while I was walking Faust. OMNOMNOM.
SilverEmerald-DAS: Ramen-ing?
SilverEmerald-DAS: OH. Cooking. Hi.
yami_loni: Uh, putting hot water in the cup and walking away. Ramen-ing. *nods*
SilverEmerald-DAS: I thought you were correcting yourself to say you had ramen-ing, not ramen, and I was like, "What the hell, they've put it in a to-go cup like Campbell's now?"
SilverEmerald-DAS: *shrugs* I have no idea.
yami_loni: XD
SilverEmerald-DAS: I... need food. Hungry. I scamper! Shall return shortly. <3
yami_loni: Okay! <3
SilverEmerald-DAS: Hopefully with English. What the hell was all that? O.o
yami_loni: I understood it, so it was alright in my book. XP
SilverEmerald-DAS: XP I'll correct my "durrrrrr" with nourishment. AWAY~!
SilverEmerald-DAS: Cheesesteeeaaaaak. With onions.
yami_loni: Damn that was fast.
yami_loni: So fast, it made me forget a comma.
SilverEmerald-DAS: XD
SilverEmerald-DAS: I was first in line.
yami_loni: Awesome. I guess the dorm is clearing out for Christmas break?
SilverEmerald-DAS: Pfft, no. Classes are still on 'til the end of next week.
SilverEmerald-DAS: Everyone's holed up in the library is what it is.
SilverEmerald-DAS: Also, typing with my off-hand sucks.
yami_loni: Ah ha ha ha, that tickles me and I don't know why.
yami_loni: The library part, that is.
SilverEmerald-DAS: Because you're a freebird and I have NO librarying to do? XD
yami_loni: Freebird? *waves candle and sings*
SilverEmerald-DAS: *dies* XD
yami_loni: If I staaaayed here with you, giiiirl...
SilverEmerald-DAS: *baps with a guitar*
yami_loni: *sees birds*
yami_loni: X.x
SilverEmerald-DAS: XD
SilverEmerald-DAS: I love you because you make me laugh out loud several times an hour.
yami_loni: XD Sweet.
yami_loni: You make me waste tea.
SilverEmerald-DAS: *DIES* XDDDD
yami_loni: I need cookies.
yami_loni: I has cookies downstairs.
yami_loni: Loni + movement = cookies?
SilverEmerald-DAS: Go get cookies.
yami_loni: I suddenly love math.
SilverEmerald-DAS: XD
yami_loni: I has cookies.
SilverEmerald-DAS: Yayyyyyy.
yami_loni: They has peanut butter cups in them.
SilverEmerald-DAS: ....DDD:
SilverEmerald-DAS: I has jealous.
yami_loni: *smooshes one on the screen* Enjoy.
SilverEmerald-DAS: XDDDD
SilverEmerald-DAS: I seriously do love you. Seriously. You're an incontrovertible dork. XD
yami_loni: Awww, heh.
yami_loni: *hugs* I needs a hug now.
SilverEmerald-DAS: D'aww, hugs. *squish*
yami_loni: I wanna draw. I have cookie everywhere. Must remedy.
SilverEmerald-DAS: Draw cookie everywhere?
yami_loni: I eated all my cookies.
yami_loni: Wiping away crumbs.
yami_loni: Sippin' mah Gatorade.
SilverEmerald-DAS: Chargin' yoor role-play? >>
yami_loni: Shoop da---YES.
SilverEmerald-DAS: X33333
SilverEmerald-DAS: I love you forever, holy shit.
yami_loni: Yaaaaaaays.

This is why I love you hardcore. ♥ Seriously; you are my Best Friend Ever. <3

Oh em geeeeeee.

Fri, 20 Jun 2008 08:47:58 GMT

On a MUCH happier note!

I posted links to this and this on the cosplay board of MechaCon's forums as an example of how you CAN get good props out of cardboard, tagboard and masking tape, painted with spray paint and detailed with Sharpie.

Juuuuuuust as I'm about to log off the computer entirely...

04:20:51] VanDaShinobi: I just wanna say I'm impressed with your skills with cardboard props. Bravo.
[04:21:04] Volatile Kitsune: Oh holy crap, thank you! :D
[04:21:48] VanDaShinobi: From the shitton of "gundam" and "transformer" and "solid snake" cosplayers, I'm glad to see some skill and creativity.
[04:22:11] Volatile Kitsune: I'm... so flustered and flattered. Ehee. Again, thank you so much!
[04:23:09] VanDaShinobi: Helps to lurk the forums with this night job of mine.
[04:23:43] VanDaShinobi: You coming to the show?
[04:24:01] Volatile Kitsune: The cosplay competition?
[04:24:18] VanDaShinobi: Well, the convention in general.
[04:24:28] Volatile Kitsune: Oh. Hahaha. Yes, I am!
[04:24:43] VanDaShinobi: I'd like to see cosplay this year but since of the venue, I gotta watch the hotel.
[04:25:11] Volatile Kitsune: Ooh. Shame. The whole thing's getting video'd, though, right?
[04:25:45] VanDaShinobi: We're working on that. Every cosplay has been videoed, it's just the guy who did it was always a flake about getting us the footage.
[04:26:06] Volatile Kitsune: Ulch. I hate that.
[04:27:06] VanDaShinobi: Yeah, well this year it's gonna be a hell of a show with the auditorium and all. I'm gonna have to see if I can at least catch the concert after cosplay.
[04:27:52] Volatile Kitsune: Is the concert happening at the college, too? I'm doing such a runaround trying to find and process all the information, heh.
[04:28:40] VanDaShinobi: Yeah. Cosplay at the hall followed by the concert at the same hall. Since we got it for the whole day, might as well make the best use of it.
[04:28:52] VanDaShinobi: Those are the only two events outside of the Hilton.
[04:29:44] Volatile Kitsune: Awesome. Man. Is it August yet?
[04:33:21] VanDaShinobi: Keep ya shirt on. Bout 50 days or so.
[04:33:42] VanDaShinobi: Actually, more like 40 something.
[04:35:04] Volatile Kitsune: Hah, good thing. I have cosplays to finish. =P
[04:35:35] Volatile Kitsune: On that note, though, I ought to be heading to bed. Got work tomorrow so that I can pay for conventions!
[04:36:52] Volatile Kitsune: It was nice talking to you. :3 And once again, thank you so much for your compliments! I really appreciate them.
[04:37:08] VanDaShinobi: Sure. See ya around. G'night.
[04:37:14] Volatile Kitsune: Night!

:D :D :D

I got complimented on my cosplay props. By Con staff.

Squeeee~~~

Mechacon, here I come!

Tue, 17 Jun 2008 19:50:12 GMT

Sometimes, scouring absolutely every single listing in all nine pages of what you're searching for on ebay does, in fact, pay off.

I think I just bought the most gorgeous blue kimono in the entire world.

And for twenty-nine bucks including shipping? Fuck yeah.

Also, bidding on a pair of beautiful fucking geta.

Now I just need tabi socks and hopefully to win that gorgeous wig I've got my eye on. It's got one bid on it already (damnit), but I am going to keep stalking and hopefully buy it out from under the other person.

In case you're wondering why I'm suddenly purchase-happy after having been FREAKING OUT for the last month or so, my return receipt came back from the loan company. They got my application. :D Within two weeks, I will have my loan check, and can pay myself back for the college account deposits, books, art supplies and fucking groceries that should have been covered by loan anyways this past semester. BECCA. LYN. YOUR ASSES ARE COMING HERE, OKAY? Srsly if you need help gimme a holler. I don't have to start paying back this loan until I graduate. 8D

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Sun, 15 Jun 2008 17:56:06 GMT

Okay so. Hahaha. This week has been amusingly full.

Sunday. Prince Caspian. FUCK YEAH. FUCK THE FUCK YEAH. EPIC, OKAY? GO WATCH IT. (Not as epic as The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe was, but. WER-WOLF AAAAHHH. And Ben Barnes is so pretty my mother made me look him up to see what else he's been in. NOT MUCH, in case you're wondering, but ahhhh.)

Monday. Spent a good six hours (off and on, but still) putting together Naruto gashapon. ;;; OBSESSED, 'KAY. Evidence is here. Other than that, uhhh... Arctic came over. Chit-chatted for awhile. Engaged in internet-related dorkiness. What else is new?

Tuesday. Work. Boring for the most part. Got home late as fuck, as usual, sore and tired but happy. Got a tattoo commission from a coworker! Toro the bull from the Looney Toons, presenting his bicep with a heart and "Mom" written on it. Rod's gonna put it on his own bicep. Made thirteen bucks off of it. (That one would be here and here). Kept myself, yami_loni and rynoah up waaaaay too late with IMing. Also found PURE AWESOME AND HILARITY OKAY YES. I love her style so much dkjhdsklgjf 8<

Also, artings. I drew three chibis and did the sketch for a sexy picture of ultimate sex. Keep your mouth shut, Rynoah, no one's allowed to know what it is yet. But it is made of sexy. >> I have no idea how I keep drawing things that are so very smex when half the time I can't even get basic anatomy right. 8D;; REFERENCES GO. Also, one of the chibis is here~~ and here. (Shut up it is totally a chibi gtfa.)

Wednesday. Haaahhhhhhh. I stayed up until six-thirty Tuesday-night-into-Wednesday-morning rereading Loni's and my role-play. Fluuuuufffffff. And smut, but hey. ;;; SHUT UP SASUNARU OTP. (I totally started reading it in order to get the reference blurb for Neko Sasuke, and just... kept reading. Ehehhh.) Anyway. Woke up before noon in order to go to Arctic's and help her... move her bed. Yeah, what? See, her parents are putting together an apartment up in the attic of their house, hoping she'll move into it (assuming she hasn't, you know... moved to another state before they finish). Meantime, she's stuck in a room that, but for the alcove wherein the attic door opens in front of a single bookshelf, is like half the size of mine. @_@ TINY. So she has zeeeeheeeheeeero storage room. So we took the mattress and box-spring off her bed, disassembled the frame, dragged that bed upstairs, and dragged this other STEEL fucking bedframe (oh god heavy) down into her room and put it together. For the sole reason that the steel bed sits fourteen inches off the floor instead of like eight. And then, Wal*Mart. Yay for storage drawers and a bookshelf. Also, we went in Mom and Dad's car so as to make one single trip out of it; our old cordless phones stopped holding a charge even when we changed batteries, and the new ones we installed (which were a gift) have a range of like twenty feet, so we bought a new new set. This new set is awesome and shiny and works better, yay. While we were there, we headed into the mall (which is attached to Wal*Mart) for Auntie Anne's pretzels, yumyum. ...Auntie Anne's is right outside GameStop. GameStop was having a sale. Up to 50% off select new titles. *~* I. I. Okay. I WAS A GOOD GIRL, REALLY. I SPENT NO MONEY. ...Mom, on the other hand. Heh. Mom's been dealing with this... thing in her shoulder for about a year now. Been going to the doctor for it, and just recently, her worker's comp FINALLY came through and paid her back for all of it. So she's like I'M GETTING MONEY BACK ANYWAY I WILL BUY YOU THIS. 8D Naruto: Clash of Ninja Revolution. Prrrr. I am such a mooch. |D;

When we got back, though. Haahhh. Arctic's mother, holy shit. Mind you! Arc paid for these drawers and shelf herself. Hazel pitched a fit because I WANTED YOU TO BUY STORAGE BOXES NOT STORAGE DRAWERS THOSE THINGS COST TWICE AS MUCH AS BOXES WOULD HAVE---this went on for ten minutes. Arc and I ignored her. Boxes may be cheaper, but uh, the whole purpose was for Arc to be able to use what's under her bed. The drawers were for clothes, which she wants to wear, not store. So. Spent several hours helping her sort and store clothes. Came home and ate dinner, watched a little TV, then went back to help Arc put her bookshelf together. Uhurhur. Tried doing that before dinner, but uh. It broke. We'll leave that there. Went to Wal*Mart for a replacement, then put the damn thing together in the attic, muffled atop blankets to keep it from making too much racket downstairs. THE WOMAN HAS ROOM TO BREATHE IN HER ROOM NOW. It's a fucking miracle. Parents always fucking wonder why kids can't keep their rooms clean? In my experience, 85% of the time, it's the same reason adults can't keep their homes clean: it's hard to put everything in its place when there isn't a place for everything. Jeebus.

...And then we came back to my house, said goodnight to my parents, and played Clash of Ninja Revolution. In Wal*Mart-bought cheaters' kimono (mine of which, Arc gave to me because it was too big on her). ...And our forehead protectors. WE ARE DORK!NINJA, HEAR US ROAR. Holy crap that game is difficult but fun. Our arms were sooooore within ten minutes, holy crap, WIIIII. Punchpunchpunch. Temari and Kankuro are difficult to beat. 8( We were, at least, making progress, though. Until, uh. "Oh hai u mus b Jiraiya an fight off both Kisame an Itachi while protekteeng Na-ru-toe. Also the foxboi is lo on helth lol hav fun." WHAT. WHAT. I AM SORRY WHAT. Christmas. Yeah we went to bed then.

...I have no idea what I did Thursday. Slept for most of it. Ah, and finished the Toro commission, and colored Neko Sasuke. Lazy day go.

FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH FUCK YEAH? FUCK YEAH. Arctic and Ricky and I went to see The Happening. Holy shiiiiiiiiiit. Freakiest, creepiest, spookiest goddamn thing I have seen in a long fucking time. M. Night Shyamalan's head must be a daaaaark place. ...I want to go see it again. >_>; We also went to Wal*Mart, mostly just to wander. I picked up a ten-buck yoga ball. XP I have yet to try it, but I figure, hey; Mom gave me a twenty for the movie, and then Ricky went over my protests and paid for my ticket, so. 8| MAYBE IF I JUST KEEP MOOCHING MONEY OFF MY PARENTS...! That's kind of like a secondary income at this point. ...Also Ricky and I were up until like one-thirty geeking about music. Hurr.

And yesterday, I worked. Heh. Ten to 4:30, though between waiting for Rod to stop dicking around and change his twenty to pay me for my commission and waiting for Mom to come pick me up (I know, right down the street, but RAIN AND NO UMBRELLA NO THANK YOU), I didn't get home until ten after five. Showered showered showered. God I hate smelling like I'm made of fry grease. Dinner. Napped. Meant to sleep from 7:30 to like nine when we watched our weekend movie. Except we didn't start it until 11:30. 8D Yay extra nap? Meh. Watched The Bucket List. It was adorable. I cried at the end. I am such a fucking sap. <3

And we just ate juevos rancheros. Mom and I are going to make Dad the cake he didn't get for his birthday, since it's Father's Day. Hey; everyone give your dads a hug, alright? <3

And, on a completely separate note: Two Sundays ago. Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. I SAY IT FUCKING ROCKED. IT WAS RIDICULOUS AND CAMPY AND UNBELIEVABLE AND STUPID AND I FUCKING LOVED EVERY FUCKING MINUTE OF IT.♥

That is all.

Lolwat.

Fri, 13 Jun 2008 23:23:07 GMT

cuckoosalmon: Are you saved?
Volatile Kitsune: Excuse me what?
cuckoosalmon: [18:48:33] OutOfTouchSalmon: Are you saved?
Volatile Kitsune: I'm Wiccan.
cuckoosalmon: ok
Volatile Kitsune: Who are you?
cuckoosalmon: who are you? you messaged me first
Volatile Kitsune: ....I really didn't. I think we've been sockpuppeted.
cuckoosalmon: so it would seem
cuckoosalmon: sorry lol
Volatile Kitsune: Same, heh.

So they're doing it with salmon names now. Last I heard of this it was hats.

My only curiosity is: was that through FurAffinity, or FaceBook?

Whut.

Sat, 07 Jun 2008 07:10:32 GMT

El oh el.

As a 1930s wife, I am
Very Poor (Failure)

Take the test!

As a 1930s husband, I am
Superior

Take the test!

(The funny thing? I replaced "husband" or "wife" in each respective quiz with "roommate" and/or "family member," being as LOL MARRIAGE?)

So uh. I suck at being online ever.

Fri, 06 Jun 2008 02:45:27 GMT

madamjuggernaut and couragose:

I suck. I know this.

I just have had absolutely no desire to get on any MUCKs. Like, none. In fact, I've hardly been online except for maybe an hour once or twice a day. Maybe once I start actually getting up at a decent hour and doing stuff during the day, I'll feel more like getting online in the evening. Then again, maybe one of the other places I applied will give me a call back and I'll be working more. 8D WHO KNOWS.

Either way ILUGAIZ and I'm sorry I've been TOTALLY NOT AROUND FOR THAT SCENETHING.

...If this goes on too much longer I'll have to put up vacation posts on the MU*s.

I LOVE EVERY MU*ER AMONG YOU. EVEN IF I'M REALLY NOT MU*ING ALL THAT MUCH.

Desu~ <3♥

Since everyone else is doing it...

Thu, 05 Jun 2008 06:10:38 GMT

A quick note on Twilight:

I'm planning to read it. I don't know a thing about it, other than the opinions I've heard (and the unnecessary amount of buttons regarding it available via FaceBook's "Pieces of Flair" application). And I don't generally judge any book, no matter what the genre or subject matter, before reading it; the same way I don't generally judge any television show, anime, or movie before watching it or any food before tasting it. But I do know that I am going to read it, and probably in the near future.

My reason for this is simple:

Shawna recommended it to me. In fact, I have her copy, which she loaned me over Christmas, currently sitting on my bookshelf.

That's reason enough for me to give it a try.♥

Lawl?

Thu, 05 Jun 2008 06:00:25 GMT

Craig Ferguson, tonight, compared Hilary Clinton's tenacity to that of Monty Python and the Holy Grail's Black Knight.

I think I died a little.

Ilu Craig.

What. What. What the /fuck/.

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 19:23:46 GMT

Evidence that I should perhaps not spend ten hours geeking out about various things before falling asleep to music by She Wants Revenge.

A lot of it is blurry by now, especially the beginning, but what I do remember is that I was in a castle. Also I think I was like... the help. Kitchen brat or dropped-off-the-ship cabin kid or something; no idea. And by castle I mean this place was structured like London inside a curtain wall. It was like Sweeney Todd London meets Hogwarts. And Hugh Laurie was there. I have no idea. I also think he was House. I DUNNO.

I think half the castle's residents were prisoners, and House and I were on that side of things. Like, the lower rung of society and not allowed to leave. There was an escape or a coup or something planned; some kind of uprising where the oppressed people were intended to smite down the rest of the populace. (Naruto chapters 398-402 much?) House was, I think, smuggling notes or papers or something. Under the guise of propositioning a hooker at the same time and place each week. And by that I mean there was this alcove in one of the larger walls, with a door on each side; one door opened into the kitchens of a restaurant, while the other opened onto the street near the castle proper. In this alcove the floor was made of dirt, and there was a slab of four broken corners of slag cemented (whut?) together, close to the door to the kitchens, under which House would bury a small box in which he hid the letters. The letters were folded into a copy of the Kama Sutra, and he kept two dildos in the box as well to, uh, verify his claims as to his activities (as well as disturb the fuck out of anyone who found it and scare them off of examining the book). I am not even kidding. I happened upon him one day while he was digging the box up, and he swore me to secrecy, reburied the box under the slab, and then went on toward the kitchens. Unfortunately, when I came back later on... Cuddy's? Giles'? I think those two were working together --orders to check on the box because they hadn't heard from House, some of the street brats of the "higher society" (*snort*) followed me to the alcove and were all *taunt taunt taunt* at me. "Wtf are you doing blah blah where's the geezer blah blah is he fuckin' that whore again sneer sneer sneer" et cetera. So I had to, like... convince them to turn their backs while I re-hid his "whore stuff," and meantime I had to take the Kama Sutra and tuck it inside my vest. House showed up from the other door as I was burying it and I was like STFU AND DON'T SAY ANYTHING I'M GLAD YOU'RE NOT DEAD BUT WTF. Also I am pretty sure the whore was Alexis. El oh el, pls.

Then we left the alcove, and... I think it was around this point that they started doing road construction outside my window. Suddenly there was MASSIVE CRASH OF EXPLODING ROCK from the wall of the castle, and... you know it looked like the Iron Monger. The fucking enormous thing that what's-his-face made in Iron Man. Mix between that and the original iron man that Stark made in the desert. But BIG. It was like a mix between those and a golem. We had to fucking book it down the street (with half the town behind us). I think... who the fuck was it. Neville? Neville or someone of equal dork-turned-awesome caliber. I think he got... fuck. Either caught by a Pyramid Head or snagged by something robotic. Weird. He died heroically, though. ;~; I wanted to go back and help him, but House made me keep booking it. Whine.

We ended up heading for my house. Which was... really similar to my actual house. Suddenly, we abandoned Steampunk and entered sci-fi. Modern sci-fi, of an Iron Man or Jumper quality. And Liv Tyler was there. I don't know. It was like Liv Tyler replaced Jennifer Garner as Sydney Bristow of Alias. But we were hiding in this house, and--oh oh oh. While we were still outside, some kid (possibly the Neville kid?) got mowed down by helicopter blades. D8 And he was fighting them off with dragon magic. It was wicked awesome and terrifying at the same time. He crashed the chopper, but he also got... chopped to bits. (Pyramid Heads may well have been piloting the choppers outside.) So we were hiding in this dark house, and a helicopter approaches. Liv, House, my brother (?!?!?!), Cyberpunk!Mutt Williams (WHAT) and I were all hiding behind the inner door from the closed porch, and the helicopter swooped in close, angled forward with its blades chopping a small opening near the top of the door--and then backed off. And then circled around and swooped in through the living room window. Which was SUDDENLY big enough to accommodate it. I DON'T KNOW. We all fucking scattered. I ran upstairs; the guys scattered downstairs, trying to find help or ways out. Mutt wanted to stay to help Liv, but she pretty much told him to fuck himself she'd be fine. She went to follow me up the stairs, but something leapt out of the chopper and landed heavily enough to shake the house, and she stumbled. She was lying on her back, and glancing out the bathroom window I saw a tiny, red helicopter landing in the backyard. I was like D8 and was waving and whispering to Liv A LITTLE ONE LANDED IN THE BACKYARD. But um. She was a little preoccupied. There was--okay. THIS was weird. It was like a mix between a Destroyer Droid and the big rolling thing that General Grievous rode in... uh. Episode III, right? Whatever. Only it was deep, adamantine/steel silver marked with blue lights, like some videogame alien craft or like some of the stuff out of Iron Man. Piloted by a naked woman. It caught Liv by the ankle, and was looming over her, and it moved so that the seat portion of it was directly over her head and was going to... I guess I just knew this; it was going to test her or something. And not with pencil and paper. She was all scared and whimpery, but her hand was reaching for a weapon and again I was like D8 because the little red one HAD to be on its way. So again, I was signaling and waving and mouthing as well as I could, but it was APPARENTLY not well enough, because I confused Liv enough to make her give me a quizzical look. I mouthed it again, this time with some whisper behind it--and the naked chick turned to look at me. This bitch was CREEPY. Grey skin that seemed white when looked directly at but which seemed black closer her outline. Also she was bald and sort of slimy, and her head looked like the fucking Borg Queen. And she gives me this >3 grin and UP THE STAIRS SHE COMES. I book it into my room--but apparently I set something up so fast my dream didn't have time to register it for me. I hid in my room, but with the door open; I closed the door to my sister's room before hiding. The droid bitch kicked open the door and immediately shot a beam of some kind of light or radiation or something that temporarily paralyzes whatever it hits. She blasted a mirror set up in Mom's sewing chair, and it shot her paralytic beam right back at her. I smashed my wooden desk chair at the back of her head and back, ripped out the wiring at the sides of the roller of her ball, ripped them out of the base of the thing (making the legs freeze up beneath her), and then--ahaha this is wicked--grabbed the dagger that yami_loni and The Brad sent me years ago. I grabbed the chair-back portion of the droid machine, hopped up so my feet were on the lower portions of the semi-circular roller things, and stabbed her in the neck. On the right side, just above the collarbone and close to her shoulder. I think I severed an artery and her windpipe in one go. I also gave it a slight sideways drag to be sure. BLOOD FUCKING EVERYWHERE. It was goddamn beautiful.

So, covered in blood and wielding an eight-inch dagger and a fucking bokken, I rush down the stairs--and find Liv, Mutt, and fucking Cyberpunk!Indiana Jones standing over a smaller, red-and-yellow version of the thing I just killed, only this had been piloted by something resembling the ash babies from Silent Hill. Apparently House and my brother had made it out, gotten the papers where they needed to go, and radioed back. Our backup was not only on the way, it was outside right now beating the fucking hell out of our enemy. And they thanked me for alerting Liv to the little one outside. 8D

And then I woke up, at like 9:30 in the morning.

I fucking rolled over and got some uninterrupted sleep, thanks. XD

So. Like. Everything live-action I have geeked out about in my life ever, all rolled into one Cyberpunk Steampunk British castle-set sci-fi fantasy adventure of EPIC AWESOME.

And I swear, it was even cooler, but I forgot some of it. I think one of the Joneses was standing over the red chopper droid holding a cricket bat. :C YOU'VE GOT RED ON YOU.

Cracked out crossover dreams what? Totally normal for me. For srs.