so i decided i don't like this loudtwitter thing... i'll just have to have a little more willpower about updating lj, hahah.

( ~*WARNING HERE THERE BE SPOILERS FOR ASSASSIN'S CREED II*~ )

also i am rereading good omens and currently being reminded of just how much i love gneil and pterry- and their fan-given nicknames, as well! so fortunate that their names are what they are- "neil gaiman", with 'g' being acceptably silent when directly before an 'n' and only and 'n', and "terry pratchett", with 'p' being acceptably silent when directly before a 't' and only a 't'. what a nice coincidence (: i think i will reread american gods after this, and then attempt to jump back on the discworld train- i've only read, like, three discworld books, a fact of which i am immensely ashamed ):

i do love good omens, though. when i hear the name crowley, as we did in the last episode of supernatural, or even the less specific, more universally known four horsemen of the apocalypse, i can't help but think of them in good-omensian terms. i was a little upset that war wasn't a hot redhead, and although crowley's eyes were disappointingly not-yellow [not azazel yellow, more yellow snake eyes], he reminded me rather pleasingly of gneil and pterry's crowley, being english, and of roughly the same personality- and i rather enjoyed the kiss [or rather the idea thereof, since i am a horribly shallow person and fat old men, ie the recipient of crowley's kiss, do not interest me in the least]. if death, who was only just risen at the end of the most recent episode but not actually seen yet, is not a very tall skeleton in a black robe with a scythe that speaks ALL IN SMALL CAPS, i will be a little upset ): i've actually read a supernatural/good omens crossover, which was written during season two or earlier, or at least based in season two or earlier, and rather enjoyed it! (: i've actually reread it a few times, and don't recall the author, unfortunately, but i do recall that the title is 'when summoning, please be careful to watch the wording' or something to that effect, and it was on fanfiction.net, last i checked. maybe i'll go find it and read it again- i do so enjoy that one <5 but! the reason i mentioned it is because i think the world needs more supernatural/good omens crossovers! so i shall set my mind to thinking one up. i'm not sure why i bother writing fanfiction; i never finish anything, and, to be honest, even if i ever post anything, it's really more for my enjoyment than anyone else's, but whatever (:

i think i will go look for good omens slashfic. wish me luck!

OH. i suddenly remembered. onetruesikorsky: i wouldn't mind keeping on our conversations, but to be honest, i'm not sure what we'd talk about, as i've lost pretty much all interest in giant robots, and even msn itself. if you ever decide to get twitter, i'm here, and i do keep up with that pretty well, and i'll be trying to keep up with lj more in the future as well. hope to hear from you (:

so the vlog thing didn't pan out, partly because i couldn't get the video and audio to sync up, and partly because my webcam doesn't like vista and has to be reinstalled every time i want to use it, which is a hassle i'm far too lazy to go through.

however! if anyone has been to my twitter account, you'll have noticed that i update that one rather frequently [too frequently, some might say]. today i discovered something called loudtwitter, which imports a day's twits as a single journal entry. since i never bother to update here because i am a lazy, lazy, no-good something-or-other, i figure i'll try the loudtwitter thing for a bit. cheers!

i'm sure you've all seen this before, it's been floating around on the internet forever. i did it a few years ago, but i'm interested to see how much less of a life I have now than then.

( supposedly if you've seen 85 or more you have no life. )

oh my! i am trying my hand at this thing the kids call video blogging, or "vlogging". exciting! wish me luck!



-edit!-
it seems the audio's a little off... going to sleep now, though. i'll deal with that tomorrow (:

ohffffff concert was awesome~

i. am. far too lazy to describe the damn thing when n has done such a wonderful job over on her journal, which i believe is friends-only, but i don't think i've ever seen her turn down a friend request in the seven years i've known her. (:

suffice to say it was fucking awesome, and i have t-shirts, a crumpled ticket, and a very sore neck as wunderbar reminders <5

alright. just got back from seeing transformers again, and i think it's been long enough that i can post my thoughts.

( spoilers galore! also, long ramble is loooooooong )

BAWWWWWWWWWWWW

my computer froze while i had a drawing open that i hadn't saved.... FFFFFFFFFFF.

well. to cheer myself up, i am ganking this meme from shiome.

( lots of images under the cut! )

hahahah, man, i sure have bad luck when it comes to broken glass! i rinsed out a pop bottle in my bathroom because i was in there to brush my teeth anyway, otherwise i'd've just rinsed it out in the kitchen. as i was leaning in towards the mirror to make sure i was flossing right [haven't done it in years, but i decided i need to start- i drink way too much pop not to!], my elbow knocked the damn bottle off the counter onto the floor right by my feet. of course, when i take a step away from the counter so i can crouch down and start picking the glass up, i step on a big ol' chunk. hahahah. it's not a big cut, and it barely hurts, but fuck was it bleeding like nothing else! i am completely out of round bandaids, and the straight ones gap open at the sides, so the only solution i could come to was to apply a straight bandaid and then use duct tape to keep it secured to the sole of my foot on all four sides of the cut, rather than just two.

so now i am going to bed with duct tape on my foot. i find that really funny (:

ARGH WHY DO I STILL LIVE AT HOME?!!!!

oh right because i'm financially retarded and in no way could support myself should i choose to move out

got back from trekcon yesterday- awesome! i now have a picture of john delancie holding a q toy- my q toy. awesome. also lots of toys. including more transformers. buying transformers at a star trek convention! reminds me of when i used to buy star trek stuff at animu conventions. nostalgia! also something of an indication that i may or may not be obsessed.

and everything's displayed all neatly, with my tfa autobots on one shelf, and the tfa decepticons above them, and my rotf toys below the tfa toys, and more toys scattered throughout the room.

and then my mother comes in and says to clean up my shelves. there's so much stuff on them you can't even see the shelves themselves!

well, gosh! and here i was thinking that a shelf's single purpose in life was, and i quote from dictionary.com, "a thin slab of wood, metal, etc., fixed horizontally to a wall or in a frame, for supporting objects". IT IS MADE TO HOLD STUFF. THAT IS ITS SOLE PURPOSE.

and now she is telling me that if it's not done by the time i leave for work [which is in one hour], she's coming in and throwing stuff away while i'm at work.

WHAT. THE FUCK. IS WRONG WITH HER.

OH MY GOD I WANT TO MOVE OUT SO BAD.

i need more icons. preferably angry ones.

so i saw the transformers: revenge of the fallen midnight premiere yesterday [technically today] (:

since it's brand new, i'll wait a few days to post my thoughts on it [though i'll still use an lj-cut for sure], but i just wanted to mention a few non-spoilery things regarding voice actors...

i KNEW that was tom kenny's voice (: i'm a genius. also i picked out tony todd immediately, but then, he's got a pretty distinctive voice, and he wasn't doing much to disguise it <5

i'm just waiting for someone to BAWWW over how "soundwave's new voice is horrible! g1 was a berjillion times better!" because they're both voiced by frank welker doing his dr. claw voice; they just didn't use the audio filter distortion whatchamacallit from the cartoon.

okay, i can't help but post this, and i guess you could consider it spoilery, but it you get mad at me for something this trivial then you need therapy ):

dear god i love the twins. within five seconds of seeing them on-screen [i'd actively avoided any and all screenshots before seeing the film, and only saw the one trailer that didn't really show off any of the new characters], i was sold. i don't care what anyone else says, they're totally amazing. i just wish we had an explanation behind their... uh... asymmetry and disfigured faces. in this continuity, are all twins malformed, or is this something unique to them? answers, please??? ):

also may i say that FUCK YOU QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE [i'm just kidding ilu] my arms and leg hurt so bad, you assholes ): and i was only playing on hard, too...

grahhhh just picked my mood and the icon is SO UGLY I TOTES NEED TO FINISH MAKING MY CUSTOM MOOD THEME BUT IT'S TEEEEEEEDIIIIIIIIIIOUUUUUUUUUUUS ),:

FFFFFFFFFFFF

FUCKING UTERUS

in the interest of not grossing people out, i'll leave it at that. but suffice to say I HOPE MY UTERUS FALLS OUT AND SHRIVELS UP AND DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES

i just spent half an hour picking bits of broken glass out of our pool. we paid a guy over a hundred bucks to clean up the pool using this fancy vaccuum thing after a huge storm tossed our glasstop patio table into the pool, shattering it into a million pieces. a hundred bucks. fancy vaccuum thing. in that half hour, i picked up enough little bits of glass to fill a large plastic cup to overflowing. and that was less than half of the pool. i'm doing the rest tomorrow. nice job, pool cleanup guy.

also s and i may be going to a star trek convention in t, o next weekend (:

so i joined a gym a little while back... and tonight they totes played my favourite song by my favourite band ever. was definitely never expecting to hear oingo boingo coming through those speakers, let alone dead man's party rather than weird science or just another day. yay :D

i think the bad thing about the internet is all the cool people on it.

which seems like a strange thing to say, but allow me to expound:

so, i like robots. this led me to liking transformers. i discovered, on a certain website [lol devart], a number of people who drew pictures of transformers. i became inordinately fond of a few of them, not just for their drawings, but for the personality that showed through in their artist's comments and journal entries. and then i found their livejournals and that made it even worse.

herein lays the problem: i want to be friends with these people. but how do you do that?? go up and say, "why hello there, i've been observing you from the shadows for quite some time now, and have decided that we should become bosom buddies!" i know my reaction to such a proposal, at least, would be something like this: "uhhhhhh ok bye"

SO YOU SEE MY PROBLEM ): they seem like such cool people [and i am in dire need of interwebs friends- all my friends are from Real Life, and for some reason i have trouble talking to Real Life friends on the interwebs, and therefore need a separate group of interweb-only buddies] and i'd love to be friends with them, BUT HOWW??? god, it's like sixth grade all over again: i'm the quiet girl in the corner, sneaking glances over the top of my book at the cool kids giggling at something across the classroom.

I KNOW, I AM SO HARD DONE-BY. GOD, HOW DO I GO ON WITH LIFE? I SHOULD JUST KILL MYSELF AND BE DONE WITH IT /wrist /wrist /wrist

I'm going to cry ):

I finally picked Assassin's Creed back up [I haven't played it since I was forced to start a brand-new gamertag, which deprived me of the 700+ points I'd earned in AC], and was reminded of just how much I loved it. I spent a good... three, four hours? playing, not even taking out many targets, just collecting flags and assassinating guards and Templars [especially Templars <5]. Anyway, I was about to go to bed, and, just for kicks, decided to see if there was any Assassin's Creed fanfic on good ol' fanfic.net.

...I really should have repressed that urge. I've only scrolled through three or four of the ten or so pages of stories, but almost every single one sounds so fucking horrible that it kind of makes me want to kill myself just so I won't be living in a world with so many people who suck that much at writing. ;_; /wrist /wrist /wrist

I feel that I am now forced to spend a decent amount of time thinking up a good Assassin's Creed fanfic, writing it, and posting it on ff.net just so if there are any other poor suckers such as myself [who enjoy both AC and not having their brain bleed out their ears because of low writing quality] wander onto said site, they'll have something that won't... well, make their brain bleed out their ears.

/sigh Wish me luck.

I love this icon (: I couldn't figure out how to make a .gif from a DVD, so I had to take screenshots and string them together with Animator, but whatevs. I unfortunately could not think of a way to make the text in the top right not-lame, but I felt I needed to express exactly what it was I saw in Garak's "So! Let us ...[gesture]... haggle," moment. Maybe I'll remake it at some point in the future.

Urgh. It is five in the morning and I still have to read the Iliad. Well, I don't think it's the whole thing; it's only 10 pages long, but I just can't seem to make any sense of it... I had to wiki it to figure out what was going on with the girl and the priest ): It's making me feel kind of dumb... /wrist /wrist /wrist But I have to read it because I have to write an essay about it for my exam tomorrow. Yuck.

UGH. Speaking of school. I was retaking physics 101 because I figured I'd need a better grasp of the concepts to make it through physics 201, which my major requires... I hate physics so much. I was discussing computer science with one of my coworkers, who has friends in that field, and he was telling me that physics is a big part of it. Makes sense, I guess, game engines using physics to determine how the objects interacts, etc... This whole time I was hoping it wouldn't factor in too much. I mean, I gave up on engineering because it relied so heavily on physics. I just... I can't do physics. It's very difficult and frustrating for me, and there's no way I could make a career of anything relying heavily on physics. Well, I guess I won't be making video games... Fuck. I am so fucked when it comes to my future. I like math, but I don't want to be an accountant or anything like that. I like science, but I don't want to be a scientist and do research [I hate research]. Also, I hate physics, which is the bridge between math and science, therefore severely limiting my career options. I hate literature, so English is out. What else is there? The only thing left [that I don't hate the sound of, that is] is languages [interpretation, etc.] or linguistics- but what the fuck would I do with linguistics? /sighhhhhhhhh. Everything would be so much easier if I was the singer in some rich, famous band, or a famous actor, or what have you. Not that I have any faith in my acting skills. If I could draw or write with any amount of talent... Fuck. Enough with the pity party.

I've been thinking a lot about religion and spirituality lately. I've always referred to myself as an atheist before... but I wonder if maybe there is something watching over us. I don't believe in anything so extravagant as Creationism or whatever it's called- if you ask me, we evolved from single-cellular organisms. But I wonder if maybe some greater power or being was the one to gently persuade the cosmic debris into becoming what we now refer to as "Earth", or perhaps might have had a hand in the creation of the universe itself... or maybe just the evolution of life on Earth, or even our species in particular. Or maybe it wasn't involved in the creation of anything. Maybe it just is, and watches. Maybe it has influence over things, and maybe it doesn't. Anyway. I guess that's not really a religion [not one that I know of, anyway]... I think I've gone from weak/agnostic atheism to just plain agnosticism. I neither believe nor disbelieve in a higher power. To tell you the truth, I don't know what to believe. Ugh. It is now 5:40. Far too late to be thinking about crap like this.

I was going to write more... I'm in sort of a let-your-brain-bleed-out-through-the-keyboard mood... But I reeeeeaaally need to read the Iliad and go to bed.

I need to join some communities or something. This no-friends thing is pretty sad.

Okay so one of the most awesome moments in my life happened a little while ago. Christmas eve day, I was working, and I saw a man standing over by the Wii accessories, looking confused. I trot over, ready to help him out, when I get a good look at him, and think to myself, "Holy shit. That's Alan Tudyk." And then I think, "Nahhhhhh. No fucking way is Alan Tudyk, my 2nd favourite actor of all time, conveniently in this particular GameStop in this particular city in Texas when I happen to be working." But as I explained the difference between a Wiimote and a nunchuck to him and we determined that he needed a second nunchuck so he and an unnamed second person could play Wii Sports boxing together, I can't help but hope it really is him. He looks just like him, sounds just like him, and is generally very polite and friendly. We pick out the nunchuck and I grab him the copy of Tiger Woods 2009 he requests. I ring him up, tell him the total, and ask how he'll be paying, hoping he'll use plastic so I can check his name. He uses credit.

His credit card lists him as Alan Tudyk.

We have to check ID with credit cards, so I ask him for his ID. He hands over his [Texas-issued] driver's license.

It lists him as Alan Tudyk.

At this point I'm trying very hard to remain calm. I think I succeeded for the most part, although a few very silly questions managed to escape me. I asked him if he was the "real" Alan Tudyk, which was dumb because he clearly was, but it was more an "I can't believe this is really happening" sort of question than a "I don't know whether to believe the name on your card" sort of question. I also asked him how to pronounce his last name, which sounds like a very silly question, but to me, "Tudyk" looks to be the kind of name where it's probably pronounced the way you think it is, but maybe not, and I've never heard it spoken aloud, so... well, whatever. Anyway, turns out his parents live here, and I guess he was visiting for the holidays.

I didn't ask for his autograph for a couple reasons: he was just out shopping, and I'm sure he didn't want to be bothered for something like that [my asking him questions and telling him how much I loved him in Firefly were pushing it, in my opinion], and also I didn't have anything for him to sign. I like autographs if they're actually on something slightly meaningful; having him sign a blank piece of receipt paper would be lame ): I almost wish I'd had my cell phone in my pocket instead of in the backroom so I could've snapped a quick pic of him, but that falls into "bothering him while he's just out shopping category", so maybe it was better that I didn't. I really do wish I'd thought to ask to shake his hand, though ):

Immediately after he'd left, I hurried into the backroom and hyperventilated for about a minute. I tried to explain to my manager what had just transpired, but he had no idea who Alan Tudyk was ): Fortunately, some of my co-workers knew of him and were like, "Really? Just now? Wow, cool," so that was alright, and on my break I phoned my brother S, who was with his best friend J, and they both loved Firefly as well, and were quite jealous. I got ahold of my best friend N later that night and told her about it, and she thought it was pretty cool, too, as did my mother, whom I told when I phoned home to ask if she needed me to pick anything up from the store. Geeze, I'm such a fangirl (: No lies, though, I absolutely adore Alan Tudyk. It was awesome to just randomly see him at work.

Then the next day was Christmas, and I got a bunch of awesome stuff. I got season one of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, which is my all-time favourite TV show, as well as season 3 of Quantum Leap, another favourite of mine, which is a sci-fi from '88-'93 or so, starring Scott Bakula and Dean Stockwell. I also got Wall-E, which I love, and Horton Hears a Who, which I haven't watched yet, but have been looking forward to (: Also a t-shirt from my grandmother for the 2008 Olympics, and a really cute Pikachu tank top. Gift cards: iTunes, Starbucks, car wash (: Dark chocolate Terry's orange, dark chocolate truffles, jalapeño peanuts, travel toiletries kit, lotto scratch cards, a 2gb flash drive, a new disc-cleaning cloth [my old one is disgusting by now], a necklace made of an old[-looking] domino with a tiny, detailed rabbit painted on the back... trying to think of what else... a new hammock for my rats, which they love... oh, this awesome jacket featuring a bunch of Marvel characters, with Captain America punching Iron Man right in the fucking face front and centre [I think it's supposed to be about the Marvel Civil War series, but I'm still reading the Spider-Man comics from the 60's, so I'm not exactly caught up on the recent issues (:]... OH YEAH AND A FUCKING TABLET. I've wanted a tablet on and off since my first year of high school [and geeze, doesn't that feel like forever ago], but I never seriously asked for one for birthdays/Christmases for some reason... until this year (: I got a Bamboo Fun by Wacom, and it's taking some getting-used-to, but I LOVE it.

Ech. Bored of typing. That's it for now, I guess.

-edit- I change verb tenses at random and often inappropriate times with little or no warning. I just noticed this now, but am far too lazy to correct it, so instead will simply apologize for having done it in this entry and for probably doing it in future entries. My bad.

So the party never happened, le sigh. I woke up at noon today and instantly rushed to the bathroom to... expel fluids from... multiple orifices. I tried to vague it up, but it still sounds disgusting. I went back to bed, getting up every so often to use the facilities, and didn't really get up for good until 8.5 at night. Yay. I should go to bed since it's already two, but I just woke up from fifteen hours of sleep, so I'm not really that tired ):

I haven't been to a party since January and my body picks today as the ONE DAY to get sick. Thanks, body.

Whatevs. There will always be more parties. I'm going to go play GH3.