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Nov. 13th, 2009 @ 05:58 pm
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Oh my god, guys, the GREATEST THING EVER happened to me at work. I seriously need to share it with the world. BEST CUSTOMER ENCOUNTER EVER.
Total Stereotypical DudeBro: Yo! Red sweater!
Me: ..... ::too flummoxed to be offended:: Yes?
DudeBro: ::holds up Bargain book with $7.95 sticker on front:: How much is this?
Me: ....$7.95?
DudeBro: Awesome. Later. ::leaves::
Me: ..........
Oh my god, guys, it was amazing.
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Nov. 13th, 2009 @ 11:35 am
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I sent out the first invitations for FANGIRL DINNER PARTY! today! Right now, including me, it looks like there's going to be seven of us. If you are still interested in joining us (and you should be!), leave a comment here with your e-mail and snail mail addresses. (Comments are screened!)
The invitations themselves are so cheesy I had trouble deciding if they were too cheesy or just cheesy enough. I clearly ended up buying them anyway. They are a classy kind of cheesy. But, man, I went all over the freaking universe to find party invitations that weren't for weddings, baby showers, or children's birthday parties. You'd be amazed at how hard it was to find generic invitations! Crazy.
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It's that time again! That's right, welcome to...
TALES FROM THE BOOKSTORE!
Manager L: ::is a middle aged dude:: ::takes Robert Pattinson book off of the shelf and looks at it::
Kait: Trying to learn everything you can about Robert Pattinson, huh? It's okay, I know he's dreamy.
Manager L: He looks like he's high all the time.
Kait: If you were Robert Pattinson, wouldn't you be high all the time too?
Coworker W: Why do you have that look on your face?
Kait: I'm thinking really hard about paradoxes and temporal physics.
Coworker W: ..... You need to get some sleep. And to try not to say that in front of the District Manager.
Kait: Would I get fired if I start killing children?
Manager L: Depends on whether or not you get caught.
Work BFF: I was looking for a high quality You Tube video of [some song] to rip into an MP3. All of the ones I found were shitty until I listed to this great High Def one. The sound was awesome. I ripped it off the site and played it on my computer and realized that it was a Twilight music video some fan made.
Kait: ::refreshes friends list:: I've got one better. Just this second, I discovered a You Tube video of John Barrowman dancing to "Single Ladies."
Work BFF: No fucking way! ::jumps up from seat to look::
Coworker V: Who's John Barrowman?
Work BFF: This actor in this show we like.
Kait: I don't know, "actor" is giving him a lot of credit.
Kait: I don't know if I can watch this. I'm terrified.
Work BFF: It could be worse--it could be like Paul Rudd on SNL. He could be wearing a leotard.
Coworker V: ::comes over to computer:: Does he slap his own ass?
Work BFF: I hope so!*
* Work BFF is a straight man.
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Hi internet! How are you? I'm doing okay. I'm a little tired and a little strung out and a lot sick of work, but what else is new? I am still coughing all the time which is putting a bit of a crimp in, you know, my entire life.
It goes like this: I cough all night and can't sleep. In the morning, I'm an exhausted and delirious. I drink coffee (I KNOW!!!) to try and stay awake, which just leaves me more off-kilter. I spend eight hours at The Bookstore trying not to collapse and then come home too tired to write, read, or watch teevee. I end up half reading, half skimming shitty fanfiction (I mean, on purpose. I frigging love badfic, internet), then try to sleep. Except I can't sleep, because of the coughing.
Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
Anyway.
What was surprising about today was what I DID end up writing. Since I've been sort of struggling to get words out since I first got sick three weeks ago (!!!), my main focus has been on whipping the deleted scenes of Club Wales into some sort of post-able shape.
Club Wales is taking over my brain in a similar fashion to the hostile brain takeover of Iowa Sam and Will in the TWW (note the extra 'W') fandom. I'm maybe a quarter of the way through the second plotty story (aka Club Wales II: Ianto and Gwen Fulfill One Of Jack's Main Fantasies) and have a strong idea and two scenes written for the third story (Club Wales III: Now With 100% More Scotland), but I have these ideas for "interludes" in between them that kind of tie the stories to canon, the first taking place during S2 and consisting of all of the deleted scenes from the first Club Wales and the second taking place after "Journey's End." That's where Club Wales divides from TW canon, in many ways that will be explored in Club Wales III: Ianto Can Only Be Emotional When He Knows Jack's Being Retconned.
Anyway. The point is, there are a lot of Club Wales thoughts in my head, but a combination of sickness, exhaustion, and irritability have kept me from writing new words, leaving me to mess around with the words I already have down.
That being said, no one was as surprised as I was when I stood at the desk at work and wrote front, back, and front of a full page of words from my frigging fantasy-time travel-whatever novel.
( cut for rambling about characters no one cares about yet )
But, oh gosh, I definitely just spent the last hour writing this entry and getting distracted by Twitter. I kind of want to keep talking about Jon and then move on to Annalise and then move on to Henry and maybe Gertrude and Price, but considering no one knows who they are, I figure it's best to quiet myself for the time being. And maybe take some cough medicine and go to bed.
(Ha!)
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Tomorrow is the last work day of the week. Maybe if I keep saying that, it will eventually make me feel better?[mud]:  nerdy |
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Nov. 12th, 2009 @ 07:18 pm
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http://www.qwantz.com/index.php?comic=1593  | archive - contact - sexy exciting merchandise - search - about–  |  | | | ← previous | November 12th, 2009 | next | November 12th, 2009: It's not quite definitely not planning any crimes ever! #seriouslyyouguys, but Rodney Bradford's Facebook status update of "Where's my pancakes" successfully acted as an alibi against a charge of robbery! Awesome, Rodney Bradford! He wasn't out robbing people because he was at home wondering where his pancakes were.
But as that article goes on, it slides deep into "oh man OLD PEOPLE STEREOTYPES" territory. Joseph Pollini, who otherwise sounds awesome because he lists "hostage negotiation" as his primary area of expertise, says that teenage HACKERS could have posted that pancake-centric Facebook update to Rodney's profile while posing as Rodney at his home computer, while Rodney was actually out busy robbing at the time - which, you know, is possible? But it's not very likely, and it takes some knowledge. No problem, says Joseph! Teenagers are really good at internet, because "they use it all the time". "They [teenagers!] could develop an alibi. They watch television, the movies, there is a multitude of reasons why someone of that age would have the knowledge to do a crime like that."
Is it the "the" he puts in front of "movies" that is so terrible? Is it that he believes you can get better at computers in real life by watching an actor on TV sit down in front of a monitor, a monitor so bright it projects legible text onto his face, cracking his knuckles before saying "Let's get cyber" - is that what's so terrible? Perhaps he believes that all digital photographs can be enhanced to reveal any face via the "ENHANCE" button that true hackers have access to, and that when such a hacker is faced with a screen full of the words "ACCESS DENIED" in a blinking red font while a siren goes off and laughing skulls spin in the background, they need only hit the "OVERRIDE" button.
Anyway! Where's my pancakes
UPDATE: Michael let me know that the New York Times ain't so dang reliable, the update made by Rodney didn't say "Where's my pancakes", it said "ON THE PHONE WITH THIS FAT CHICK......WHERER MY IHOP."
Guys that is so much better, this story is amazing. – Ryan |
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Nov. 12th, 2009 @ 12:52 am
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Nov. 11th, 2009 @ 03:06 pm
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Nov. 11th, 2009 @ 12:35 am
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Okay, internet, we have a date for FANGIRL DINNER PARTY! It will be Saturday, December 12, starting around 5pm, probably.
The whole internet is invited, but for obvious reasons, I understand most of you won't be able to make it, what with living in different time zones and all.
So, anyone who is serious about attending FANGIRL DINNER PARTY!, please comment on this entry with your e-mail address and snail mail address. (I am going to send out fancy pants invitations, maybe.) Comments are screened. Please do this even if I see you on a regular basis/know where you live/et cetera, because I'm using this to compile an e-mail list so I can update you all with details, keep track of RSVP, et cetera.
I am very excited about this, internet, and I hope you are too![mud]:  bouncy |
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http://www.qwantz.com/index.php?comic=1591 | | archive - contact - sexy exciting merchandise - search - about– |  | | | ← previous | November 10th, 2009 | next | November 10th, 2009: In yesterday's comic T-Rex and Utahraptor talked about self-charging mp3 players (before everyone died) (quite a bit before everyone died). Utahraptor said "There are physical limits to what a -" before he was interrupted by T-Rex. If he'd been allowed to continue he would have said "There are physical limits to what a device such as that can do, and it wouldn't be enough, as I said earlier - assuming of course that the person lives a sedate lifestyle and barely uses their legs."
I say this because it turns out that people are ALREADY working on T-Rex's invention! In fact, they're such great people that they started working on it even before he invented it, and that's really something. Thank you everyone who sent me links to this Science Daily article and this NPR story. I even got some emails from researchers working on this very problem, which was kind of crazy, because I hadn't expected that! It made me think that if I'd written a comic about how you can converse in English with your dogs now instead, we'd all be waking up today to a world where, come Christmas 2009, a Dog Talker will be on the top of everyone's list!
Anyway that sounds pretty good to me!
UPDATE: Guys it turns out that dog translators exist, I am going to think really hard about what my third invention will be before posting it here; I don't want to waste it.
UPDATE 2: Okay the idea of using breasts as a power source was just a stray thought, I didn't mean for it to come true! I need to get a handle on controlling this new-found power. – Ryan |
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Nov. 10th, 2009 @ 12:08 am
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Nov. 9th, 2009 @ 11:57 pm
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Nov. 9th, 2009 @ 11:19 am
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HI INTERNET. Did you miss me? I missed you.
(Actually, that is kind of a lie, because I was with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) inocciduous, so it was like the internet came to me. If by "the internet" you mean "someone to be sarcastic and fangirlly with, but out loud.")
(And, I guess that, technically, the internet didn't come to me, I went to the internet. Because, if I were to make a list of awesome things about Jen, one of them would be that she lives perfect weekend-trip-distance away.)
(If I really made a list of things that were awesome about Jenna, it would be epically long and include many things that wouldn't make sense to anyone else, like that she knows how to make buttermilk and that she understands the need for snowflake spatulas and that, despite the internet warning her that it was a waste of 50 minutes of her life that she could never get back, she was brave enough to attempt to watch "Random Shoes.")
(Yes, I said "attempt." We didn't actually finish it, even though we drank an entire bottle of wine to prepare ourselves.)
Okay, I've totally digressed. ANYWAY. While I was at Jen's, there was talk of FANGIRL DINNER PARTY! And the more we talked about FANGIRL DINNER PARTY!, the more we wanted FANGIRL DINNER PARTY! to exist. Like, immediately. So here I am, putting out feelers for FANGIRL DINNER PARTY!.
Here is how FANGIRL DINNER PARTY! would work: On a Saturday in December, I will host a dinner party at my house. It might be a fancy pants dinner party, it might be just the regular clothes type. (I am kind of leaning towards "fancy pants," because, really, any excuse to dress fancy pants makes me happy.) Anyway, we'd have cocktails and a sit-down dinner and probably consume some wine and then consume some media. Everyone would bring either an episode of a show or a movie that they love and we'd put the names in a hat and draw things out at random until it was time for people to go home.
My parents would not be present. Also, anyone who wanted to spend the night would be more than welcome to. We have plenty of space.
WOULD YOU BE INTERESTED? TAKE THIS POLL:
(eta: For those new to my flist, it would probably help to mention that I live in Northeastern New Jersey, and you are totes invited to FANGIRL DINNER PARTY! even if we only just met.)
Poll #1482740 FANGIRL DINNER PARTY!
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 11FANGIRL DINNER PARTY! Would you be interested? Which date works best for you? Fancy Pants or Regular Type Clothes? Would you need/want to spend the night? How awesome would this be?
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More later! I have some writing to do.[mud]:  excited |
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Nov. 8th, 2009 @ 12:03 am
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Nov. 7th, 2009 @ 04:09 am
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So, with Halloween (RHPS' biggest day) past and the most sporadic comments (weeks sometimes), I gotta ask: you guys still feeling this blog?
I missed 3 days and didn't even notice because no one has been commenting saying goofy, thoughtful, life-changing things in forever.
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Nov. 6th, 2009 @ 11:08 pm
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Nov. 5th, 2009 @ 11:07 pm
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Nov. 4th, 2009 @ 11:07 pm
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Nov. 5th, 2009 @ 10:28 pm
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Nov. 5th, 2009 @ 03:10 pm
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Nov. 5th, 2009 @ 01:55 pm
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Hi, guys. All of you cool cats living on campus should keep your computers and consoles under your bed or something, because whoever's been stealing them from allegedly "unlocked" common rooms is damn good at getting through locked doors. :( |
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Today has pretty much sucked so far, and as I have therapy this evening and it always makes me feel emotionally wrung out and like shit, IT CAN ONLY GET WORSE.
Anyway.
Have a meme:
Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any story I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.
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I am going to try and actually get some writing done today? I know, I'm shocked too. And I need to remember to do laundry when I get home, or else I won't have anything to wear to inocciduous's house.
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I had a dream that krabapple and I scored tickets to what was essentially the television up-fronts for next season. Except all the networks were broadcasting at once and it was in a high school auditorium. We were there specifically to see the NCIS panel. It was weird.
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Okay, back to work.[mud]:  annoyed |
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Nov. 4th, 2009 @ 10:02 pm
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Nov. 4th, 2009 @ 04:25 pm
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She's the tooth![mud]:  awake |
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scenes from the house of pocky_slash volume 87231
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Nov. 3rd, 2009 @ 10:04 pm
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Mom: Oh, you idiot!
Kait: What did I do?!
Mom: Not you! ::opens freezer and pulls out a water bottle frozen solid:: I can't believe I left this in there!
Kait: Oh. Um, it's just water? There's more in the pitcher.
Mom: ::holding water bottle upside down with the top off:: There's no water coming out!
Kait: That's because been in the freezer for five hours.
Mom: ::on the phone with her sister:: Great. First I go on the Wii and it tells me, "We haven't seen you in 29 days! We missed you!" Now I finally get a chance to check my e-mail and I have a message from Facebook asking where I've been. I give up.
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In political news, CNN has posted an incredibly unfortunate picture of Chris Christie on their NJ election page. The man photographs badly in general, but... oh man.
I really wanted to vote for Daggett, but in the end, the race was too close. I voted for Corzine and now I'm trying to steel myself for four year of... you know, a jerk I don't agree with who photographs incredibly poorly :\[mud]:  disappointed |
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Nov. 3rd, 2009 @ 10:03 pm
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