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I'm at a creative crossroads...

K's real birthday is tomorrow, and I have yet to finish anything I wanted to make her. Well, besides the Awesome Kalua Cake, but really, that was an essential bit of the whole "birthday party" thing. Seeing as I am still dealing with a chest infection that is refusing to listen to reason, I have time on my hands to finish one of the many projects.

Which are mostly fanfic for her.

I have one story, a Ghost Adeventures story, that I could finish. It's been on my mind constantly since I started it and I would love to get it done. It was written for her specifically anyway. It's where the whole "Dude-Man-Bro" joke came from. Oh, and the whole story is based off of Zac decreeing in one ep "There were wars declared on this fort!" Yes, sweetie, that's what it's there for. *pat,pat*

I also have a Torchwood/WoW/Multi-verse story bouncing around in my head. It's birthday themed. Trolls and Jack's coat get involved, and well, things kinda spiral into Hell from there. Especially when Zu'Bafu wants to decorate the cake with his fire totem.

Or.

I can draw the poster I had sketched out for her. But god, that would take hours of me bent over the table/board inking since I don't have a proper drawing desk. I don't think I can handle that as I already ache way too much from having to work yesterday.

I'm going to to go reread that Ghost Adeventures story and see if it takes with me atm. Probably my best option.

Also, the latino workers are back at it next door. I swear to god they're repainting the house with a broken car's alternator. That was my alarm clock this morning when I was actually happily cocooned in my bed breathing ok. /sigh

There's only one day left of the year! I can't say that I'm sad to see 2009 go. I'm bloody ecstatic to see the year become history. Along with this flu I've had the last couple of days. It's like someone is squeezing in one more "F*** YOU" before the month is over. I have many hopes for 2010 not to suck as much as this past year.

I mean, it's been harsh financially, as with most people. It's also been harsh in my entertainment...as with most people. If I'm having a sucktastic day, why do I want to watch my favorite forms of escapism deal with the same crap? Why?! 2009 has been a year for all my favorite characters to fear. From Torchwood, to Fullmetal Alchemist, to Doctor Who, to geez, a few more I can't remember off the top of my head, it's been one big killing spree (or attempts). 2010. You better be the year of Love.

I'm not one to make Resolutions(tm) but I do have hopes to accomplish when new years begin. Let's see, I hope to have a more definitive answer on my graduation date. I hope not to be in debtor's prison. I hope to have worked on at least one film set again. I hope to remain healthy, if not become even better at taking care of myself.

Simple life hopes. :D


As with what's been going on this past Holiday Season, I can safely confirm my family is utterly insane. Isn't everyone's, you ask? Oh no, my friend. My family is it's own specially created floor of crazy. My mom's increased her zoo to 8 cats, 2 birds, 2 hermit crabs, 4 chickens, and a number of opossum/raccoons she leaves food out for over night. That's the tally after one chicken randomly laid down and died in the dirt. However I guess there's some weird universal animal checks and balances going on with my mom. So she gained another cat to fill in the vacancy. The animals are precious and I love them to bits, but dear god woman, enough is enough.

I'm trying to figure out how bad of a person I am by thanking god for some "normal people drama" during the holidays. My poor cousin ended up pregnant this past year and has now found herself practically on her own to raise the baby. Her mother, to my absolutely confused shock, has kicked her out and stopped talking to her. Now, see, the family on my dad's side has always been the ones I look to for normal. They are a little closed minded, Southern (and all that entails with traditions) but have always believed in putting family first. My cousin's mother is not a blood relative, which is the only explanation I have for what's going on. Can you tell I'm glossing over? Oh yes! I am so glossing over, but bear with me. The whole family is really wanting to help my cousin, but the mother is standing in the way. *sigh* Mothers. At least my cousin has her adorable devoted boyfriend there for her. Silver linings!

Also: I am a food ninja!

Bendi is still suffering from Bartonella. It keeps coming and going and the battle is never ending. HOWEVER! I have discovered a new trick. I'm taking pouches of delicious wet food and just pouring it over a couple handfuls of dry food. I still make her the Pokemon Treats from time to time, but since the holidays have seen me not at home very much I'm am so glad she's loving this new way to eat.

Also: I totally caught her chewing on their outside chair. CHEWING! With her TEETH! Which means she can no longer pull the "No mom, it hurts to eat it" routine with me. I'm on to you cat!!

This is what I get for not posting in a while. Lol!

Oi.

My wonderful routine I had established for this semester has been shot to hell in a matter of a week. It is SO freaking hard to get back into it. It also doesn't help that I got scheduled to work 'till Midnight tonight instead of opening. There, again, is something ELSE to ruin my morning routine. /sigh At least my icon is overwhelmingly appropriate ;) lol

I have 10pages of script due Thursday. I have 2 written (in theory). It will get done, but oi again.

I'm also going to blame NCIS for wrecking my schedule. How can a show be so awesome and silly at the same time?! No wonder it's dominated this TV season's ratings for the last FIVE weeks. Grats NCIS! I went back and, accidentally, watched all of season 1. Then watched half of season 2 skipping around 10 episodes to get to the finale. I think it was a good formula considering the epic amounts of episodes there are. I got to know Kate and love her over the course of all of season 1. Then when the inevitable happens at the end of season 2 I was still hit in the gut. I even knew since starting the show she died! Why was I in tears!? 

That is the magic of NCIS's writers. I felt like I was watching a TV movie, a good TV movie, for all 3 eps it took to tell the story. BTW, watching Gibbs pace a bit scatter brained in a dark office while McGee and Tony watch nervously, then have Gibbs ask in a slightly broken voice: "I'm going for coffee. Can I get you boys anything?" about damn near killed me. I think it about near killed Tony too as his reaction was a bit priceless to McGee. Also, nice touch Epic!writers by showing Ghost!Kate to all the cast in varying outfits. It really made the story more than just sad coworkers on a vendetta. Although, watching Gibbs on a vendetta is damn entertaining, even if it's briefly thrown out there he was suicidal in his attempts to take down Ari. Subtle. Nice depth.

This, is the way to handle a beloved character death. Maybe because I'm American and it was our system's way of hand holding to accept a new character replacement in Ziva, but Christ. There was closure at least! Gibbs as the Team Dad(tm) was allowed to do something instead of being so emotionally broken he ran away. Yes, unless you're totally ignorant of the way I think, I just swung around to rant more about CoE. Which I'll stop now because it's pointless at the moment.

Moving on back to topic. Schedule=wrecked. I think this was also aided in the fact all last week was repeats of the shows I follow or just weren't on. NCIS, Bones, Fringe ... I think Heroes was the only one not a repeat but I still missed thinking it was. Now it's catch up with my entertainment, but I don't have time because the semester is still moving on. Argh!! I'd like to return my Grown-Up Passport for my older and well loved Childhood one, please.

I swear to god.

My cat, Bendi, has a severe case of Bartonella that will not go away. I'm too broke to get her to the vet anytime before the Christmas holidays. She has an appetite, it hasn't left her, the problem is she starts to eat her food until it hurts her mouth and she runs away thinking the food attacked her. Which then you can find me holding her in front of her food bowl petting and coaxing her to eat it again. It usually works and I can walk away after 5 mins leaving her to eat on her own (until it hurts and she flees again)

Here's where I am officially a Pokemon Breeder: I was fed up with her not eating this morning. She looks like an alley cat while her sister is fluffing out....it's really upsetting. I got back from Yoga with a renewed sense of purpose. I grabbed a cup of her dry cat food, threw it into a blender, added milk and water then popped it into the microwave. What was produced was a paste like substance that when cooled feels like meat.

I swear to god.

It took some coaxing to get her to eat it (at one point me literally pinning her and shoving it into her mouth. She's all bones, so it was pathetically easy). Once she ate a few mouthfuls she pigged out and at this moment I can hear her crunching away at the dry food. Thank the gods!!

I think I'm going to experiment with this food paste and see if I can make it like little chewy tablets. I'm pretty sure they're going to look *exactly* like the pellets Brock makes in the actual Pokemon show. Score!

I  promised myself I wouldn't work on my new story AT ALL today because I literally, physically exhausted myself with it yesterday. I really did. I got back from class around 6:30, made some some dinner, popped in Ratatouille for something different to do, then fell asleep half way through it. I woke up this morning at 9:30a-10a. I remember making myself change snoozing locations from the couch to my bed at some time last night, but holy shit I slept for 14 HOURS! Dude-man-bro! :O

( Whee! Babble! )



( Long post is long. I know, I'm sorry. Just haven't written anything on here of worth in a while and felt I needed to recap :D )

And now. I'm going to actually do something on my To Do List. I want to make Ianto proud because he's obviously watching over me in some astral Hub. LOL!
 

I've been watching this series since it premiered. It has it's ups and downs, some really, really, bad scripting, but it's a fun family show I don't mind spending an hour watching. Although, I do admit one reason I've watched it is because it's like an American Torchwood....just no aliens exist, and the plot line is flimsier. dj_copperhead and I have repeatedly made the Torchwood jokes with Warehouse 13 and add that Eureka is the Doctor Who for America. What do you want? It amuses us. So  much in fact that I almost choked on my Ianto-coffee when I read an LA times article that compared the show to Torchwood. Really? Has Torchwood really gotten that big that us American's are comparing it to *our* television? I love it.

( I'm totally calling it now... )

Hey kids!

So I made it to class sorta on time. I also was gifted a parking ticket for my troubles. Boo. But, honestly... I should of had around 4 at this point since I've gotten away with parking this last week.

The movie we watched today isn't a favorite of mine. It's going to fall into that category of "Watched once, got the moral, please no more." I'm not certain if it is just this semester but the French are not getting any points with me. First was a mind-fuck of Godard (yes, yes he's brilliant, move along) and now there was this depressing movie about virginity. Ever seen "Fat Girl" dir. Catherine Breillat? I'm really torn on it. I can't say I liked it but then again it was a strong movie for the message it was giving: If men can 'practice' with all sorts of women before marriage, why can't women? Why are women not allowed to lose their virginity when men get made fun of for *not* losing it? Powerful stuff. The film made a good platform for the argument even if third of it is driving down a highway being scared by semi-trucks. No, really. Oh, and another third is watching a young girl fall for the most blatant lines given by a guy who had already admitted to just being horny. Ugh. Still, point made. Score for the film.

Dinner has been made and I am awesome for achieving it! I got a little adventurous in the kitchen by breading some chicken strips (never done before), boiling up some shell pasta, then adding a Cabernet Marinara from Newman's Own. It is DELICIOUS! I was feeling really great about the whole thing up until it came time to add the pasta sauce.

Which is when the glass jar's rim shattered as I unscrewed the lid. Glass, EVERYWHERE!

So now I'm sitting here waiting for another ep of True Blood to load chewing carefully because I just KNOW that one little sliver of glass made it into the shells.

OM NOM NOM