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04 July 2011 @ 11:01 pm
Annnd the movers are coming tomorrow, I've got five loads of laundry to do, and not enough time to do it all. And to separate the things that stay here with me until it's time for me to go to Germany, and the things that go with the movers. Splendid! Madness anyone? Oh yes, madness.

So what do I do to combat madness? I MAKE CODICES! For stories that aren't even mine. Well, I take that back. The stories are mine, the sandbox belongs to BioWare. Whatever.
27 June 2011 @ 01:29 am
*rummages around in makeup case and then smears commando style stuff on face*Movers will die...*slithers away like Solid Snake*
(Yes, Solid - not Servious Snape or whatever the fuck his Hogwartzy ass is named. Though, yes, Alan Rickman? That is an old man I'd do.)
23 June 2011 @ 03:33 pm
I awoke writing a blog entry. Not physically mind you, but when I opened my eyes, a stream of words were scrolling past my brain, and then when I got up (just now) to go and try and write it down. Gone. Odd. It never flees quite so fast when it's a story as if it is random mumbling and musings.

However, I do remember this gist:

Coconut M&M's are awesome. Particularly when you've got a coconut mocha latte from Starfucks in your other hand. I think I shall call around my local Starfucks stores and see if anyone will sell me a bottle of the syrup, as the coffee is foul. Or at least far fouler than what I normally drink...MmmCaboclo...how I love the. Of all coffees there is only the torrefacto style Spanish beans that are above you. I would have coffee babies with both of you...

Also, I think I was ordering my cat Scarlet to go make me a pot of tea. In spite of her dearth of opposable thumbs. Always with that excuse, I wish she'd come up with something new.

On the writing front.

Vargen is being a perv. Which, I suppose is natural. But really, he's not supposed to keep noticing that Rhiamon has a nice ass. Really, he shouldn't. But he keeps on doin' so.

Zalbiyiah keeps acting like ri is male instead of both and neither. I think that has to do with Bahthin's presence. But, whatever. These four will eventually shape up. I'll make them.

Janni has just poked fun at the fact that I fuck with time like I fuck with people's minds: hard and dirty. And I just broke a nail. Ow.

Personal vow of the day: I will pack three boxes, empty out the fridge, and do another load of laundry. And clean the kitty box.

Reward: Two hours to devote to writing. And a coffee. With coconut syrup.
21 June 2011 @ 08:30 pm
So, yeah, haven't put much up in forever. Then again, my life's rather boring. Who want's to hear about the meal I made yesterday, or the fact that I've just pwned an entire army of zombies with my plants? Other than the PCS out to Katterrbock (Phill mumbled the name whilst on the phone, and that is the closest approximation I can get from that gobblygook wordy-word-like sounds), and me getting off my duff and actually going over some stuff on Ye Ole Harddrive that I've not looked at in oh...three to five months? life is just same-old-same old.

However, I've had this LJ for what? How long? Years? Many years? Plus the colorscheme hurts my head. I must do something about that. I used to have a nice layout with Vargas girls all over it, but alas, they discontinued the layout theme, and I didn't know it, so that one day when I came back - poof. All gone. And now I can't find the link to the banner and whatnot I used to have up, but I'm sure if Julia sent me my old, teal Toshiba, I'd be back in business.

All of that's neither here nor there, now is it? But one funny thing did happen today. Fortune cookies.

And their fortunes.

Well of course their bloody fortunes! What else is good about the blasted things? Okay, other than that they are light and crunchy.

1 - You will have a chance soon to make a profitable transaction
2 - You desire to deiscover new frotiers. It's time to travel

Two fortunes, one cookie. Always funny.

Though nothing can top the fortune Phill got in his once when we were at a Korean restaurant.

"...Your future is sitting in front of you. You only need open your eyes."

(FYI, he's Chinese American.)

The laughing and choking that happened afterwards... He still has that fortune. And a pickie of it somewhere. His mother didn't understand when we were telling his cousins about the fortune. She's got no clue.
20 June 2011 @ 11:54 pm
The title says it all.

I'm not really packed for Germany, still sorting through the laundry and pantry. Looks like I'm staying here until July 15th-ish. But that's okay. All is well and right in my world. Other than missing Phill.


Also, I am highly pleased. I dusted off Exeter's State and picked up working on it again as of Saturday, and have added a splendid eight thousand words. 90,000 years in the future giant galatic empire stuff for the win, woot. I missed Vargen. He needed some luvin's.
02 February 2011 @ 05:48 pm
Anyone know about cloves in Germany, Belgium or Italy? My husband is being shipped over there, and subsequently myself of course, and I was wondering if anyone here knows 'bout if cloves are available there, or do I still have to order them? I know I'll probably keep ordering them for the most part, but I do miss cherry Djarums... Just not as much as I like the black teas and cappuccinos...
I do know that the UK has cloves, but that they're like... an arm, leg, first born child, and your left testical in terms of cost...
10 April 2010 @ 04:11 pm
Well just to clear this up right off the bat: anyone who knows me, knows that what at first blush what can come outta my mouth is pretty damn ethnocentric/racist at times. But since they know me, they know I'm just goofing off and say some pretty harsh stereotypes about everyone (including myself, and my own socioecconomic background etc, from top to bottom - no one is spared), and that in the end I'm really only making fun of the harshness itself, not being harsh on the groups.
So, here I am, I have a Chinese boyfriend. Yes, Chinese. My aunt has now approved me having boy children (not that I have any yet, but the laws of averages when in relation to all my friends etc, shows that since they ALL have girls, I'm probably gonna have boys).  My aunt hates males, unless they're Chinese males, and calls anything with a penis a "hose". She used to say "Ugh, I would've wanted nothing to do with you if you'd been a hose. Stupid things, ugh, hoses," and other such derogatory things that devolve into utter vulgarity, and ocasional halarity. So when I told her that Phillip is ABC (American Born Chinese) she's all "Ohh! It's okay for you to have little boys now." Apparently Chinese is "the right brand" in her book.
So basically I got me a petite (he's 3 or 4 inches taller than me), delicate handed (our hands are almost the same size, and I know 8yr old girls with hands bigger than mine...), soft spoken, sweet and even tempered, lovely slanted eyes (hey I think they're pretty), boyfriend.
Have I mentioned that I'm apparently a total couger cuz he's like.... seven years my junior. I'm gonna be 28 in a few days, and he just turned 21 in December of last year! Plus he's in the Army.... I don't have that whole men in uniform fetish, but I do hafta say he rocks those fatigues and makes me have some seriously naughty thoughts. Which is, again, weird, because a short Chinese guy who's seven years younger than me is definately not the sort of man I had in mind for possible baby making duty. But we have many of the same views on family and career and how the home should be, similar interests (but he's more new gamer while I'm old skool - stay back you stupid MMOs!) and he reads. Oh thank god he reads. He even reads the sort of stuff I write (fanfic excluded here, but he says he'd be happy to read the Ninja Assassin stuff....).
He's not quite as attractive as I would go for, but it's the hair. That stupid Army haircut just ruins what would be so much better with chin-length hair. Oh yeah baby.. Hmmmyeah. Phill in uniform but with chin length hair and that little black baret and camo fatigue pants with a black tshirt and oh yeah baby.... That would be some serious sexy makin' hotstuff right there.
And what the hell is it with me and the science/math guys? Huh? I'm the creative end, and I keep winding up with these tech geeks who like numbers and nutrons? I mean granted, I can take apart a computer and put it back together and I used to do good programming back in the day when it was all code done by hand rather than telling the computer the type of code you want...... And I like gadgets too. But nope, he's an engineer - well that's what he wants to do when he gets out of the military. Right now he's a flubotomist (no idea how to spell that - he's a type of labtech, which is good that means I can keep him out of crazy danger, cuz I'm greedy that way). Not only that but I really am the archtypical Aires/Water-Dog. And he's..... a Sagitarious/Earth-Dragon. And he's very typcial Earth-Dragon, and that's a no-no for a Water-Dog...... Water-Dogs = clingy (I call it that, but others call it sweet and lovingness, I dunno...), and their partners triumphs are fulfilling and their failures hurt etc blahblah. While Earth-Dragons are all.... earthy, while being aloof....
Oh dammit one of my balls fell off *curses as checks face* stupid balls always pop off no matter how often I tighten them. Urgh the downside to piercings...
01) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
02) What was your dream growing up?
03) What talent do you wish you had?
04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
05) Favorite vegetable?
06) What was the last book you read?
07) What zodiac sign are you?
08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.
09) Worst Habit?
10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
11) What is your favorite sport?
12) Do you have a Pessimistic or Optimistic attitude?
13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
16) Do you have any pets?
17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?
18) What was your first impression of me?
19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22) What color eyes do you have?
23) Ever been arrested?
24) Bottle or can soda?
25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?
26) What's your favorite place to hang out at?
27) Do you believe in ghosts?
28) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
29) Do you swear a lot?
30) Biggest pet peeve?
31) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
32) Do you believe/appreciate romance?
33) Favourite and least favourite food?
34) Do you believe in God?
35) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
Current Location: Comfy Flomp-Flomp Place
Current Mood: tired*crashing*
Current Music: Kraftwerk - The Robots
16 March 2010 @ 02:34 pm
Back in the States, hating it. Got a friend over which is good, also am talking to a few guys - sounding out if any of them are worthy material for my smoochies etc. It's been wayyyy too fuckin' long since I've done anything with anyone. Try like.... years really, excluding a recent bad decision. So I'm sick of being celibate, but I still have standards and am ignoring 99.99999999% of the males who've been tryin' to hump on me as not worth my valuable time. Going in for a fourth tattoo and then my right arm will be finished around my birthday. Found a decent artist here in San Antonio, so yeah. I just gotta get down and design the last section for that arm, and also the teal needs to be touched up. Spain has some laws on types of ink they can use, or at least the Junta Andulucia area does, and so the teal that was put in my skin didn't take very well, so I get a touchup and 7more inches worth of wrap-around and then it'll be done. From there I'll start designing my left arm and tackle that as my next project. Need to re-bleach/dye my eyebrows purple. That seems to be a constant upkeep unfortunately. Also need to order more cartons of ciggies from the craptastic company that is somewhat reliable. My last batch got sent to Spain even though I deleted that address off the site, so Lidia went and picked them up for me to keep at her place until I can get back to Malaga, cuz having her send them to here in the States would cost almost as much as buying 3 cartons and having them sent here, so it makes no sense to have her send them.
I went on a date on Friday, which I didn't realize was a date, and so had Tanya come along, but Micky (yes his name's Micky, I always feel a little racist/ethnocentric saying his name, because frankly... he's Irish. But he's got some gorgeous hair..... down to his back etc) said he was happy to have had her come along etc, and that he was just glad he'd gotten me to come out with him. He's cute, but so skinny! He's taller than me, by about 6inches, unfortunately my shoes negate a lot of that.... and I could probably pick him up and throw him.... but it's more along a natural size for him, it's not a "I'm skinny cuz I don't eat" sort. Also at Planet K there's two guys who're prospectively interesting, one I call HearseGuy and the other BoobGuy. HearseGuy is only there when there's this awesome modified hearse out front, and BoobGuy always greets me with a boobgrab. I should probably learn their names.... Plus I've got an ABC - his term - American Born Chinese soldier-boy who's after me, but again, eegads - what's with all these tiny guys? I feel like Shamu compared to them. I've also as of this morning hit 200lbs, which is a first in more than six years.
Current Mood: sore*rainy weather makes me go ow*
Current Music: Arc of the Lad and Tanya Swearing
18 January 2010 @ 09:14 am
...she would rather I get a tattoo than facial piercings. Heh. Well, I have news - I got a tattoo. My first one.
See, now here's the reason mom said she'd prefer I get a tattoo "At least you're not likely to get a visible one."
Reaaaallly now? Say what? Haha. Yeah, does mom not know me?
I mean this is a woman who, on the rare ocasion she buys me jewelry, she buys me gold. I hate gold. Always have, always will. I like silver, platinum, white gold and palladium. And titanium too. Not gold. I always wear silver jewelry, used to wear oodles of it all the time. And everytime I remind her "Mom, I don't like gold" she is always surprised. You'd think after knowing me for 20some years, she'd remember, right?
Well, you'd also think she'd realize that if I lean towards highly visibile facial piercings, I'd also lean towards visible tattoos too right? Nope. I'm working on getting a 3/4 sleeve, but you know most 3/4 sleeves start from the shoulder and end somewhere mid-forearm, right? Right. Not mine! Starts under the knuckles will end just under or slightly above my elbow. Yeaaah. Hee! I am amused. Heh. Very amused. I told her last night "So mom, I designed a tattoo, and the guys at Tattoo Stone really like it..... it'll cost 100e."
"Oh that's nice, but you know that that's 100e less you'll have when you come back to the States, right?"
I didn't tell'er I'd already gotten the first section done. If my finances look okay in the next week, week and a half, I'll get the next part done. They'll probably charge me less cuz it'll be my second visit, and Jose (the dude who did the first piece) really loved my design. He asked me "Wow, did you get this from a website? And, I thought you wanted freehand flowers?"
"No, I wanted some curli-cues, that's what I was tryin' to show with the picki I'd taken from the 'net, but nope. I did this all by meself..."
"Wow, wow this is great, I love it - hey Criss, knock off 50e from the original quote, okay?"
So, rather than it being 150e (over 200usd) I got it for 100e, and they took really, really good care of me. I had a mild little fade out, not from pain exactly, but I got woozy and such after looking at it (it wasn't bloody either though.... weird huh?) when he was 1/3 of the way finished. And they got me all nice and cooled off, put me up on a tattooing bed thingy, feet elevated, head down, and whatnot. They're so sweet there, I love them. And yeah, it hurt, but not like I thought it would. And I could tell he was goin' really gentle on me too. That's very important - the manner of the artist, the calmness of the artist, the cleanliness of the studio, and their attention to your condition as they're working on you. I'm so glad I went. Going on Thursday for them to check on it, see how it's healing etc, and do any necessary touchup if needed. I may ask if they can add an extra dont underneath my pinky-knuckle. Currently my compter's defragmenting, so I can't upload pickies yet, but I will.
Man, mom's gonna be so shocked when she sees me..... Heh.
Current Location: Bar Flor
Current Mood: amused*giggling*
Current Music: Cute Waiter Calling Out Orders