brilligspoons: (aragorn's feeling frisky)
Thanks to the snow and rain we got this weekend, Boston is now a block of ice. You can imagine how exciting my walk to the bus stop and to the office was this morning. Weeeeee. :\

Anyway, things!

Yesterday I went to the MFA with [livejournal.com profile] sky_was_green and [livejournal.com profile] barbed_whispers! Karen's a member, so we were able to get into the Sargent watercolors exhibit super early - not that the museum was at all crowded the whole time we were there (the bad weather did serve a purpose, I suppose), but it was nice to wander around and see only the guards and two or three other visitors. Strange, but nice. We also got to go through the She Who Tells a Story exhibit, which was AMAZING and possibly my favorite thing I saw yesterday. It's closing on January 12, so if you're around Boston between now and then and haven't seen it, I highly recommend you check it out.

Karen and I also went on a gallery lecture called "Expats, Immigrants, and Exiles: Geopolitics and Art" led by this really great and knowledgable grad student who I desperately want to be BFFs with. I would HAPPILY listen to her talk about art and identity and cultural context for the rest of my life. I also want to buy her a million drinks for deftly handling this one dude's inability to understand American South =\= Mexico. (Just. All the applause for this woman, holy shit.)

Other thing that happened: DESOLATION OF SMAUG. [livejournal.com profile] starsparkle333, [livejournal.com profile] paper_tzipporah, and I went to the midnight premiere and HOLY FUCK, YOU GUYS. I'll...just go ahead and put the rest of my thoughts under a cut, because there will be spoilers. Uh, I should preface this part by saying that I really do love the movie and want to see it a million more times. DON'T THROW ANYTHING AT ME.

HOBBITSSSSSSS )

In conclusion: I may have reached the perfect balance of critical and batshit-in-love fangirl on this one. /shrug
brilligspoons: (dying)
I had so many plans for this weekend. I was going to be productive! Really! But mostly I played WoW and avoided looking at the giant management guide Tamara and Doug want me to read in preparation for when they try to talk the AVP into paying for my PMP course and exam.

Gaming > career. Because that's a healthy way to live.

Cut because I highly doubt most of you care about my in-game life. )

This weekend some friends and various internet acquaintances were at Wiscon, and the panels they live-tweeted sounded really interesting and made me jealous that I wasn't there basking in other people's intelligence. Cons aren't my thing usually (I've been to exactly two), and I get overwhelmed by masses of people pretty easily these days, but [livejournal.com profile] pocky_slash tells me Wiscon sets up quiet rooms and the like? So I'm seriously considering going next year. I'm not 100% committed to it yet, but it's at least a possibility at this point.

Last night I went through my memory box and cleaned out some things that I have no particular attachment to anymore. I didn't mean to do this - I only opened it to put my recent movie ticket stubs in, but there were some things on the top that immediately made me unhappy, so I sorted through the rest. One of the things I threw out was a letter an ex-friend wrote to me during class (from the contents, I surmised that I was away in Arizona at the time). I was confused as to why I still had it, because I stopped being friends with this guy halfway through sophomore year, but reading through it made me wonder why we were ever friends with him to begin with. I had to text Ashley about it, naturally, and we shared a what the actual fuck, younger selves? moment.

I also found my high school yearbook photo. Good golly, my hair was long when I was 18. Oh, and I guess I still had some other things left over from high school in there? Which found their way into the trash, too. Ain't nobody got time for that shit.

Going to try to make some progress on at least one writing project tonight. I'm still avoiding the big bang for now, so I'm not entirely sure what else I want to work on. Quick, someone decide for me!

Back to work, I guess. :(

<3!
brilligspoons: (evolution!)
This week in Television I Devoured: The Almighty Johnsons.

I totally admit I started watching it because my Dean O'Gorman problem reached the level previously occupied mostly by Holland Roden and Dylan O'Brien (so, like, the epically attached to his face level - but I'm trying to play this one cool, hush), but the rest of the characters hooked me by the end of the first episode. Also, I'm deliriously happy that they're filming series three right now, because I watched the series two finale this afternoon, and MAN. There may have been some sniffling and flaily NO NO NO NOT GOOD hands from me, is all I'm saying.

(I'm still processing the whole thing, otherwise I'd have more thoughts for you. I will say one thing: if series three could be all about the goddesses lounging around the apartment above the bar, drinking together and giggling a lot, I would be a very happy Retbot. Dawn can come too, because she's great and I love her the MOST, and she needs a vacation from Anders.)

(No but really, I have a lot of feelings for and about Dawn. She is my favorite.)

Anyway, that's sort of my life right now, besides writing and work and occasionally having epiphanies about Teen Wolf.

Here, have some pictures of my niece and nephews to make up for my boringness. )
brilligspoons: (i hate everyone)
Work had a 2-hour delayed opening this morning, which is not what I was hoping would happen. I mean. I made it in safely and all that, but my bed was SUPER WARM and SUPER COMFORTABLE this morning, and it's snowing REALLY HARD still. :\ :\ :\

I continue to be exhausted and am also running low on patience and good will. This week has been especially stressful because of the mouse that invaded our apartment. Like, I tend to think of myself as mostly able to deal with various household pests (uh, by virtue of not having my dad around to make them go away anymore), but I've lost my shit so many time in the last few days, it's ridiculous. I hate it, the end.

But there have been some positives, too.

+I claimed a mix for [livejournal.com profile] bigbang_mixup, and it's excellent. I think I have the bare bones of an idea for what I want to write, so now it's just a matter of typing up some thoughts and making sure my mixer is cool with everything.

+Doug talked me into buying a blu-ray player. Well. The conversation basically went:

Me: I pre-ordered The Hobbit!
Doug: On blu-ray, right?
Me: No, I don't have a player.
Doug: You should get one of those.
Me: ...I do have that Amazon gift card.

And so on and so forth. The one I bought connects to our wireless, too, so we can watch Netflix in the living room now. :D

+Richard Armitage, Andy Serkis, and James Nesbitt answered fan questions on Twitter on Wednesday. Just. *flail* Adorable!

+I managed to complete and post a story on Sunday. \o/ It was a Hobbit RPF kink meme fill, and I'm debating whether or not to de-anon. Not like I haven't posted RPF before, etc.

+Three more weeks until vacation. I can totally do this.

In conclusion, kitty snuggles:

brilligspoons: (fffuuuuuuuu)
I NEED A DO-OVER FOR TODAY. ACTUALLY FOR MY WHOLE LIFE. AAAHHHHHHH. But whatever, let's ignore the problem for now.

Last night [livejournal.com profile] metonymy and I saw The Hobbit together (my third time! I am probably going to see it again on Friday! Look, I need to see it at least five times, because that's how many times I saw the other LOTR movies in theaters). I have a lot of dwarf-related feelings. Uh, mostly that they're a bunch of endearingly idiotic people, but also about them wanting to reclaim their home and no one being willing to help them except this totally unimportant hobbit who didn't even want to go in the first place. I may have spent a lot of time rocking back and forth in bed last night over this.

So, you know. In addition to work being all weird today, I'm getting beaten with the feelings stick. Pretty sure my feel-o-meter is at a solid 9, at least.

And I'm still poking at the coffee shop AU because of reasons.

Bilbo is reluctantly fond of Fili and Kili. Goddamnit. )

Hmph.
brilligspoons: (accept)
I guess change is in the air? Or something? And by 'change,' I mean the need for a new wardrobe. I mean this in all seriousness, actually - fall is swiftly approaching, my jeans are all but worn out, and I have one pair of work-appropriate, non-jean pants that still fit me. I need shoes that aren't flip-flops or ten steps from falling apart. I have some cold weather tops that are probably good for another year but no plain long-sleeve tshirts that still fit me. I have plenty of ankle socks but probably need knee-high socks and some thicker tights. I definitely need a new winter coat. Basically I need to toss about three quarters of my current wardrobe and obtain a decent number of new pieces that I can rotate on a regular basis.

My clothing priorities are shifting, which is throwing me off. I still prefer jeans and tshirts, but I'm starting to realize that I need button-downs and nice pants/skirts and better sweaters for the office more than I need a new superhero tshirt (lies, I always need those). Can't wear sneakers and flip-flops all the time, either - have to toe the line between comfort and office-appropriate footwear.

...dear god. Is this the next stage of growing up? Is this what that feels like? Or is it yet another part of the quarter life crisis I've been battling for the last couple months?

Anyway. I bought new shoes this morning - ankle boots that I've been told will go with skirts AND pants - so that's a good start, at least. I'll hold off on everything else for a bit. Maybe I can convince Cathy to go shopping for me - she tends to make smarter clothing decisions than I do.

Ah, Tuesday. You're weird.

EDIT: I also need to decide whether I'm growing my hair out or keeping it short. It's just about shoulder-length again. Why is this so hard. :(
brilligspoons: (accept)
I guess change is in the air? Or something? And by 'change,' I mean the need for a new wardrobe. I mean this in all seriousness, actually - fall is swiftly approaching, my jeans are all but worn out, and I have one pair of work-appropriate, non-jean pants that still fit me. I need shoes that aren't flip-flops or ten steps from falling apart. I have some cold weather tops that are probably good for another year but no plain long-sleeve tshirts that still fit me. I have plenty of ankle socks but probably need knee-high socks and some thicker tights. I definitely need a new winter coat. Basically I need to toss about three quarters of my current wardrobe and obtain a decent number of new pieces that I can rotate on a regular basis.

My clothing priorities are shifting, which is throwing me off. I still prefer jeans and tshirts, but I'm starting to realize that I need button-downs and nice pants/skirts and better sweaters for the office more than I need a new superhero tshirt (lies, I always need those). Can't wear sneakers and flip-flops all the time, either - have to toe the line between comfort and office-appropriate footwear.

...dear god. Is this the next stage of growing up? Is this what that feels like? Or is it yet another part of the quarter life crisis I've been battling for the last couple months?

Anyway. I bought new shoes this morning - ankle boots that I've been told will go with skirts AND pants - so that's a good start, at least. I'll hold off on everything else for a bit. Maybe I can convince Cathy to go shopping for me - she tends to make smarter clothing decisions than I do.

Ah, Tuesday. You're weird.

EDIT: I also need to decide whether I'm growing my hair out or keeping it short. It's just about shoulder-length again. Why is this so hard. :(
brilligspoons: (kisses kill)
So last night I was complaining about how there just isn't enough kissing fic in my life - like, as much as I don't understand the appeal of makeouts in real life, I just want all of my favorite characters to kiss each other a lot? Which I feel is a totally just and righteous demand to make. Look, makeouts seem like nice things in theory, so there should be more examples of it.

Whatever, I just want there to be a lot of kissing and I don't care what fandom it's in, shut up.

Anyway, [livejournal.com profile] paper_tzipporah promised me commentfic if I prompted this on LJ. I think this will benefit everyone in the long run, so if you feel like joining in, you totally should. Look, I even wrote Hawaii Five-0 OT4 makeouts last night. Maybe I will write more this afternoon. Who knows.

:D?
brilligspoons: (kisses kill)
So last night I was complaining about how there just isn't enough kissing fic in my life - like, as much as I don't understand the appeal of makeouts in real life, I just want all of my favorite characters to kiss each other a lot? Which I feel is a totally just and righteous demand to make. Look, makeouts seem like nice things in theory, so there should be more examples of it.

Whatever, I just want there to be a lot of kissing and I don't care what fandom it's in, shut up.

Anyway, [livejournal.com profile] paper_tzipporah promised me commentfic if I prompted this on LJ. I think this will benefit everyone in the long run, so if you feel like joining in, you totally should. Look, I even wrote Hawaii Five-0 OT4 makeouts last night. Maybe I will write more this afternoon. Who knows.

:D?
brilligspoons: (red riding)
So my love/hate relationship with Teen Wolf is spinning wildly out of control. I find this odd (and a little distressing) considering I a) hate the main character, and b) have only watched 3 episodes. Whatever, I totally have plans to watch the rest. Eventually. I've already read episode summaries for them, so I know what happens. I just get really terrible secondhand embarrassment from some of the things that happen in the show, so it's hard for me to make myself actually sit and watch.

...okay, maybe hate is too strong a word. Scott McCall is dumb as a stick, but there have been a few moments where I've wanted to pinch his cheeks, not punch them. Perhaps he gets less annoying at some point? IDK. Regardless, this is a situation where I think the fandom is a million times better than the show itself. Of course, I might be biased, seeing as it is a fandom that consists almost entirely of werewolf fic and that is one of My Favorite Things Ever. Also about 90% of the stories are about the characters who aren't Scott McCall, which is only right and proper, imo.

Luckily for my sanity, I'm not, like, tempted to write all the fic. There are stories I want, but for the most part I'm satisfied by what I've found already. Basically, Teen Wolf fandom = candy for Margaret's brain. \o/

In conclusion, you should all read Sarah Rees Brennan's liveblog of season 1. It's MAGICAL.
brilligspoons: (mst3k: revolutionary war)
Somewhere along the line, I don't know where, I developed an anon meme addiction. I was only peripherally aware of their existence before last month, but apparently they're now something I check a couple times a week (only two memes, I feel I should clarify that point). I know that it's an unhealthy attachment, and there have been plenty of moments where I wanted to reach through my computer screen and strangle an annoying anon. That being said, I've also read some comments and gone OH GOOD I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO THINKS THIS, etc. As with all things in life, anon memes are a mixed bag.

I suspect that my fascination with them stems from being, for the most part, out of touch with fandom opinions at large. I've spent about half my life in fandom, yes, but I so rarely interact with people outside my friends list (and many of you aren't even in my current fandoms right now, so) that I have NO IDEA what's going on most of the time. Anon memes are chock full of opinions and wank and scandal that I wouldn't have heard about until five years down the road! Plus I am not-so-secretly desperate for gossip. I like to know things! Of course, knowing things would be a lot more useful if I actually knew 99% of the people these anons are gossiping about. I don't recognize most usernames on LJ or AO3 unless I'm friends with the person, so I'm always like MAN THIS WANK IS FASCINATING but who -? (My memory is a terrible thing, friends. I remember obscure facts about The Silmarillion, which I haven't read since high school, but god forbid I be able to tell you who wrote the super amazing awesome fic I read last night.)

Anyway, all this to say I have a problem. Haven't quite reached the comment tracking point, but I don't doubt that I'll hit that in the very near future.

Uh, besides anon memes and furiously trying to finish my big bangs, I haven't been all that enamored with fandom. Like, it's a serious shift in my life that I am currently more concerned with writing than I am with reading every fic I can get my hands on. That...is probably more to do with me being dissatisfied with what my fandoms are offering at the moment than anything else. Basically a lot of people are writing things that make them happy, and that is an awesome, good thing, but personally I am not interested in any of it. SHRUG. I'll just be over here, crying over how no one is writing the stories I want to read.

And that's enough rambling. Back to work, I guess.
brilligspoons: (eliot)
For the last few weeks I haven't been able to wrap my head around the Marvel ladies BBMU at all, and I could not for the life of me figure out why. Until this morning, that is, when I was all let's try writing in present tense okay OH THERE WE GO. Bam, like, three handwritten pages of plot development that will need editing but aren't all that terrible. I'm glad I had this breakthrough 4 weeks before final drafts are due and not, you know, the day before. It's the little victories that get to me.

I don't understand what it is about past tense that makes me dread writing. It feels...heavy. In a bad way. To me, at least. And I don't mind reading it at all, so it's not like I have an overall problem with it. Maybe it's that writing in present tense makes me feel immersed in the action, which in turn makes it easier for me to figure out where characters and plots are going? IDK, I'm terrible at vocalizing this shit. Does this happen for anyone else, or is it just me?

Uh. Anyway. This has been a post about tenses.

Blah.

Apr. 30th, 2012 01:57 pm
brilligspoons: (cat)
I have a terrible mental block right now. Like, I've gone through most of my in progress docs and done some editing here and there on the BBMUs to make sure all the pieces connect properly, but I cannot for the life of me add anything new without wanting to burn the whole thing. :\ I'm hoping that maybe doing some drabbles/commentfics will help? So let's bring this back for a couple hours:

Comment with a character or pairing and a brief prompt. I'll give you a few sentences in response.

:D?
brilligspoons: (alundi 2)
I'm trying to get this achievement in WoW where you obtain 10 different tabards on a single toon. Guild tabards are easy to come by, but the rest you need to build rep for or collect marks/sigils/special coins. They honestly don't mean much, but if you're wearing, say, the Undercity tabard, any rep you gain running dungeons or whatever goes to building more rep for that particular organization. More rep means you can buy other shiny things specific to that city/group - mounts, pets, whatever.

I realized this morning that I was at least friendly if not honored with a BUNCH of the regular groups, plus I already had the guild and explorer tabards. (Doug was all, "Really? You just now realize this?" SHUT UP, DOUG, I WAS BUSY.) Anyway, this evening I managed to get SEVEN MORE TABARDS (using this handy website), bringing me to 9. Unfortunately I'm just shy of qualifying for a couple others, so. Sigh. More rep farming for Margaret, I guess.

Anyway. I put all of them on Alundi and took some caps because that's what I do. Under the cut!

My blood elf paladin is the best (and prettiest) blood elf paladin. )

I think the Undercity and Silvermoon tabards are the prettiest of this bunch, but I'm tickled pink by the bomb on Bilgewater's. XD

Hit 84 with her tonight, so I guess once I get through Twilight Highlands I'll go back to Hyjal or something and attempt to get my 10th. Then maybe I'll run dungeons a lot and see if I can raise my reps to exalted? That'll be fun. And, you know, something to do besides play the auction house and raise my cooking and fishing levels. :D?

ETA: Ohhh I forgot that Winter Veil quests start on Thursday. HUZZAH! More ~free XP! Kind of!
brilligspoons: (steve/tony)
Eventually I will be able to do stuff from off my actual to-do list. The following snippet comes from my future to-do list, which is apparently much more ~*attractive*~. Which is probably fair, but not very helpful at the mo. *shrug*

What I'm trying to say is, I'm going to be writing a Steve/Pepper/Tony fic eventually, and here is part of the beginning. Movie 'verse, for those of you who care.

If I couldn't have you, I'd rather be alone )
brilligspoons: (needs to be least 3 times bigger)
In which this fandom is a little bit like quicksand. )

I am going to make an effort to be less of a fuck-up over the next few days. These are the things I must accomplish:

-finish beta reading this Inception fic (halfway done, I can totally do this)
-finish my scenes in the XMBB
-decide which prompt I'm going to use for the Charles/Erik holiday exchange
-figure out how to make my Cap/Iron Man Secret Santa fic work (oh maaaaaaan all the excites)
-finish plotting my BBMU story and maybe write the first section (?)

In addition to this, I need to do something to keep me sane during the holiday season so I don't accidentally strangle any of the overbearingly cheerful baristas bopping around to fucking Christmas music (I came so close yesterday). I'm thinking of either making a themed mix a week, or posting a random song a day to tumblr. Maybe both. Thoughts on this, friends?
brilligspoons: (black cat)
It's Halloween! Let's do a little trick or treating, shall we? Comment here (as many times as you like) with "Trick or Treat!" and a request (for a picture, or a drabble, or something!) or a prompt or whatever, and I'll either respond with whatever that is (treat!), or I'll give you something entirely different of my choosing (trick!).

:DDD

Scary Things and Me. )

How are things, friends? Everyone hanging in there?

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