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| Thursday, December 10th, 2009 |
musesfool
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3:58p |
she's just someone's favorite daughter Thank you to pinkfinity and regala_electra for the lovely v-gifts. ♥ * \o/ Three sets of minutes done! Well, not done-done, because they still have to be reviewed/revised etc. but the hardest part is done and the first drafts are now in the hands of the appropriate staff members for editing. Woo! * Apparently I'm now famous in fleurdeleo's office because I gave her half the baked goods I made last weekend and she brought them into work and they were a big hit. I brought in the cheesecake to my office today for the potluck luncheon (which is in lieu of a holiday party? I don't even know), and the funny thing is, yesterday, a number of people asked me if I were bringing something in today - I guess the blueberry cake and the banana cake made an impression. Heh. Winning the world over with baked goods - a sound strategy. The people I sat with during the luncheon liked the cake, so that was a winner. Someone actually asked me if I ever made grain pie, and I was able to say I have, and then someone else recommended Veniero's grain pie, which recommendation I totally seconded. I'm full of a lot of food - there was pulled pork and brisket and ribs and pierogies and chicken with string beans (too spicy!) and mac and cheese and a dozen other things I didn't even get to because I was so full with what was on my plate. Boss 2 made pineapple rum punch and I had a half a glass of that as well. And for dessert, a piece of cheesecake (I made it! I had to taste it!*), a chocolate mini-cupcake, a bite of apple crisp, and a half slice of flan. Everything was very good, but I totally want to curl up and go to sleep now. FOOOOOOD COMAAAAAAAA. So I mentioned that I decided I would bake for Christmas gifts for the adults in the family - there are four couples I usually buy for, and this seems like a cheaper, more personal gift (and also easier than trying to figure out what to get them either as individuals or couples). Of course, I had to listen to a harangue from my dad about it, as he mansplained why he thought I shouldn't do it, and just buy gift cards instead (is there a special subcategory for dadsplaining? because I think he does it to my brother, too). I was like, I'm not twelve years old and I have thought it through and it's totally workable, especially if I do most of the baking in their somewhat larger and more counter-space-having kitchen (plus! an industrial size KitchenAid stand mixer! Woo! *is mad jealous of that*). So we had one of those "I'm at work and can't yell at you like I'd like to so I'll speak in furious hushed tones on the phone" arguments the other day and the upshot is that I am baking for Christmas, but I am also taking an extra day off to do so (my boss was all, "that's fine - nothing is going on 12/23 anyway"). I won't even go into the way my mother makes me crazy sometimes, and specifically how she did so yesterday, because arrgh! *deep calming breaths* I love my parents, but dear god, the can be infuriating sometimes. ANYWAY. I ordered a springform pan to be sent to their house since they don't have one and I don't want to lug mine from home, and I also ordered these star-shaped bake and give paper pans from King Arthur Flour. Anyone ever use them? It seems like a great idea, but do they really hold up in the oven? I guess I will find out. I don't think they're good for cheesecake though, hence the springform. I also took care of my nieces' gifts yesterday - the boys just get Best Buy gift certificates these days - so I feel much more on top of things than I did earlier. Heh. I love Christmas shopping and I'm good at picking out gifts for people, but the past few years have been harder - I don't seem to get much in the way of Christmas spirit until it's much later than is wise to start shopping. Doing a lot online helps, and walking past the trees being sold on the sidewalk always perks me up, but still, I miss being more excited about the holidays. So I was thinking of redoing my delicious tags regarding food - right now that's the only tag I use for anything food-related. When I started, I didn't think there would be much - the online menus of a couple of restaurants I order from, some food-related gift ideas, and that's it - but clearly there is more than that. I bookmark more recipes these days than stories (which is a whole other rant I won't subject you to), so I am thinking I should maybe differentiate a little to make things easier to find. Maybe food: recipes: [type of recipe, i.e., meat, pasta, dessert, etc.], food: information, food: menus? Hmmm... I wrote most of this post earlier, before the luncheon and now I am too brain dead to remember if there was anything else I wanted to say, so I'll just hit post. -- *I don't taste the things I don't like to eat, even when I've cooked them myself - I am a very finicky, unadventurous eater. When I used to cook regularly for the family I often made things I don't eat, but I wouldn't have brought something like that in for strangers, anyway. *** This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/105072.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: fullCurrent Music: Chinese Burn - Curve |
| Wednesday, December 9th, 2009 |
musesfool
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11:13p |
you might find you get what you need My hair is thick and knots if you look at it funny, so for years I've used a detangler or leave-in conditioner - usually Infusium 23. I ran out and they didn't have any in the CVS in my neighborhood, so I bought this L'Oreal leave-in conditioner gel, and it says on the bottle that it smells like rosemary and mint. Maybe in BIZARRO WORLD. It smells more like the backseat of a Cutlass owned by a guy named Joey Bones in 1986. After it's been locked up tight on a 90° day. Ugh. Works really well, but makes my hands stink of nothing that resembles rosemary, mint or any combination of the two. Sigh. I'll use it, I suppose, but I am going back to Infusium after this. It doesn't have a horrible smell. * So my LJ comments have started slowly trickling in. Yay? I'm glad I didn't post any fic during this time of no notifications. I made a cheesecake tonight to take to work tomorrow. Hopefully it came out as good as the one I made Saturday. It looks good and smells good. Sadly, my oven was not big enough for me to put the cake pan in a hot water bath, so the top cracked. (The largest pan my oven fits is a 9x13", but a 9" springform does not fit in that.) Then I watched Criminal Minds. ( spoilers )Then I watched Glee. I tried to dl some of the songs from tonight, but iTunes tells me something is being modified and therefore I cannot. But I really liked ( song spoilers )* I'm done with two sets of minutes and 3/4 of the way through the last set, and then hopefully I can actually do some work on my yuletide story at work. That would be good. I still have the same 73 words I had on Saturday. Sigh. I used to be good at this writing thing. What the hell happened? Possibly baking is my new fandom? I was an enthusiastic baker when I was younger and I've enjoyed rediscovering it, and I am more squeeful about it than I am about fandom these days. Hmm... Speaking of which, I need to go unfrock my cheesecake, and then I am going to bed. * This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/104750.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: accomplishedCurrent Music: People Got a Lotta Nerve - Neko Case |
musesfool
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10:44a |
and this emptiness in my heart Still no comment notifications (even recent comments is running slow), but I am neck deep in minutes, and need some entertainment, so, a meme, gacked from cereta: If I came with a warning label, what would it say?*** This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/104462.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: busyCurrent Music: but whichever way i go i come back to the place you are |
| Tuesday, December 8th, 2009 |
scribbulus_ink
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3:04p |
Grading Hell It would be so much easier and quicker to get through these last few papers if they didn't suck. This entry was originally posted at http://scribbulus-ink.dreamwidth.org/520517.html. It's cross-posted to LJ and IJ, and comments are enabled at all three journals. Current Mood: annoyed |
scribbulus_ink
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12:50p |
Misc. So the v-gift snowflakes being free was a glitch, not a nice show of holiday generosity by LJ. Huh. Color me unsurprised. In other news, I've graded around 40 papers in 3 days. I have 4 final papers, 3 late papers, and a batch of journals from my lit course remaining. Then I get a mini-break until the final exam material starts coming in. Huzzah! I went to the dentist this morning, and all was well; no cavities or other oral issues. Huzzah again! I stopped at Michael's (a chain craft store in the US) afterward and picked up some double-pointed needles and a three pack of cookie decorating stuff in green, red, and white, so I think that means I've committed myself to making either gingerbread cookies or sugar cookies once I'm on break. Okay, back to work! I won't get finished unless I keep plodding along. This entry was originally posted at http://scribbulus-ink.dreamwidth.org/520334.html. It's cross-posted to LJ and IJ, and comments are enabled at all three journals. Current Mood: busy |
musesfool
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10:22a |
my cup's already overfilled Big Bang TheorySheldon! ♥ ( spoilers )* Castle( spoilers )* Hopefully today will be less fraught and crazy-making than yesterday was, and I will be able to get some work done on my yuletide story. I am worried I won't live up to the source, but then I think, in some ways, who could? Which will make more sense once I can talk about it. * LJ, please to be fixing comment notifications ASAP. It is really freaking irritating that I'm still not getting any. * Lastly, thank you again for all the lovely snowflakes. I wasn't able to get to everyone before they shut it down, but if I could have, I would have. *heart* * This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/104195.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: awakeCurrent Music: Hunger Strike - Temple of the Dog |
| Monday, December 7th, 2009 |
scribbulus_ink
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4:03p |
Break Time I made Spiced Tea over the weekend, and today, I took a break from grading long enough to put together some Peanut-butter Pumpkin bread, which is warm out of the oven and goes perfectly with spiced tea. My world is a little bit better now. This entry was originally posted at http://scribbulus-ink.dreamwidth.org/519942.html. It's cross-posted to LJ and IJ, and comments are enabled at all three journals. Current Mood: content |
scribbulus_ink
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1:51p |
Snowflakes I think it's very nice that Livejournal is offering a free virtual gift, and I've even sent a couple of snowflakes myself. I'm also amused that snowflake mania appears to have taken over my flist, but I'm still not tempted to enable virtual gifts for my journal. Sorry about that! Meanwhile, I've been pushing exceptionally hard to finish grading the last set of papers for my comp classes so I can have a tiny respite before final exam material starts coming in later this week, and if I see one more comma error, I may well scream. This entry was originally posted at http://scribbulus-ink.dreamwidth.org/519853.html. It's cross-posted to LJ and IJ, and comments are enabled at all three journals. Current Mood: tired |
musesfool
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11:18a |
the solemnity of things left to themselves Thank you so much to ingridmatthews, spectralbovine, tygress girlmostlikely, tartanshell, midnitemaraud_r, devildoll, and also to the anonymice for the snowflake cookies! ♥♥♥♥♥ *twirls you all* [eta] Thanks also to the folks at crack_impala for the snowflake they sent to unfitforsociety. *g* [/eta]I have been very meh recently and now I feel all warm and loved. I've fallen behind completely on answering comments, so I am declaring today comment amnesty day, and getting rid of all the unanswered comments (on anything but fic - those I will try to answer) from before today. I have three sets of minutes to write now, plus yuletide and broken toys. Yay? Have a poem: Rhymes and SongsIt's late now, December, a few trees continue translating. A menorah holds up its little buckets of light. An old woman with hands to her ears, two homeless men discussing the nature of evil. It's a clear morning. Everyone's carrying luggage. There're gaps between passersby, larger than usual. The sun sets silver shields in a row of window frames, all but one, where a girl in a fur hat looks out. Dawn riddled with memories fading and dispersing among the trees, fever subsiding — you think, at last I can do what I want, but mostly you're building on the silence, the solemnity of things left to themselves. White limousine at the corner: an intricate, depressed millionaire trolling for a girl so beautiful & frightened she might be enticed. And a new life, arduous and dire, commences. Years on a backcountry farm near one of the Great Lakes, a bent for poetry, little rhymes & songs to soothe yourself and children you've come to know. ~Charlie Smith ~*~ This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/104108.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: lovedCurrent Music: 32 Flavors - Ani DiFranco |
| Sunday, December 6th, 2009 |
musesfool
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9:03p |
swinging to the right side Thank you to deirdre_c, marciaelena, catdancerz and dotfic for the lovely snowflakes in my userinfo! ♥♥♥♥♥ * LJ, let my comments go! *shakes tiny ineffectual fist* * \o/ Giants beat the Cowboys! That always makes for a great Sunday. And they swept them this year, so I think that means they have the upper hand should it come down to a tiebreaker. * After brunch, I went to Supercuts and while she was cutting my hair, the hairdresser quizzed me on 19th c. novels like Wuthering Heights and Pride and Prejudice (well, technically movies adapted from 19th c. novels). I thought she said she'd read Jane Eyre, so I kind of spoiled it for her (crazy wife in the attic omg!) but she didn't seem to care. She said she was going to bump it up on her Netflix list, 'cause she likes the creepy ones. Generally, I hate having to chat while having my hair done, but this conversation was amusing and also about something I am familiar with, which is not usually the case. Also, she washed my hair with this lavender and mint shampoo that I really liked so I ended up buying it. Obviously, the way to upsell me is with conversation about books and things that smell nice. * I have a whopping 71 words on my yuletide story. Wah! Also, I am trying to figure out how I am going to find a beta who knows the source, because I'd like someone who is at least familiar with it to read the thing over when I finally finish it. When that's done, I can focus on Broken Toys, among other things. I think I know what I'm writing for that, but writing it in my current unable to write state should be interesting. Stupid writing. Why so hard? * This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/103705.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: mellowCurrent Music: Vikings v. Cardinals on tv |
musesfool
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11:13a |
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| Saturday, December 5th, 2009 |
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6:03p |
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musesfool
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4:38p |
you feed my flow and you flood my brain Thank you for the snowflake cookie, O anonymous benefactor! ♥ It really perked me up. Today was the bi-annual semiannual twice-yearly scrubbing of the tub. Oy. Scrubbing the tub is my least favorite chore ever. I will say that Soft Scrub with bleach is amazing - it totally got out a stain I thought would never come out. So now I have a clean tub, with a new bathmat and shower curtain, and the rest of the bathroom is clean as well. Lovely. Then I ran out to buy a couple of things I needed for today's bake-fest, and now the flourless chocolate cake is in the oven, and I am resting up before I start on the Sicilian cheesecake. We're having this potluck luncheon thingy at work this week, and I said I'd bring something dessert-ish, but I didn't want to bring something I hadn't tested, and my mother couldn't find her Italian cheesecake recipe, so I am taste testing. Well, I will be giving half of each cake to fleurdeleo when I see her tomorrow (and a bag of frozen blueberry boy bait cupcakes, as well), because too much is too much. And then when I've decided which I like better, I will make it later in the week to bring to work. The flourless chocolate cake was pretty easy, though I was worried I was going to overcook the chocolate because the butter wasn't melting quickly enough (I did it in a makeshift double-boiler - i.e., smaller pot floating on top of larger pot). And I had an unfortunate experience with having to fish out a bit of eggshell (so really, that should be an unfortunate eggsperience. I'm sorry! I can't help it! Bad puns just happen to me!) from the batter, but overall, it was pretty easy. It's got about twenty-five minutes to go and it smells divine. If it tastes as good as it smells, I think I know what I'm giving my sister and b-i-l for Christmas. (I am thinking homemade baked goods for all the adults, since I've been doing all this baking. That's good, right? It's fairly cheap, compared to what I normally spend, I enjoy doing it, and it tastes good. I just... I don't know how it will be received.) Both recipes call for a springform pan, which I did not own, so last night on the way home I stopped off at K-Mart on Astor Place, and got one (and also a bundt pan and a tube pan, and the new shower curtain and new bathmat, plus a new toothbrush holder - it has a pretty purple flower on it, and I liked it, even though my bathroom is all green), and man, let me tell you, that is one depressing department store. It reminded me a little of the ABC on Liberty Avenue back in City Line or the TSS on Metropolitan Avenue (man, that was a long time ago). Okay, maybe with slightly higher quality goods, but not by much. I don't know. Something about it was just depressing. So I've cleaned, shopped and baked, and talked to my parents on the phone. I ... I suppose I should write something now. I haven't in days. I mean, I have an opening sentence for yuletide, and I like my idea, but I just feel completely useless as a writer right now. I can't seem to write the kinds of stories I keep having ideas for (i.e., stories with casefile-y or caper-y plots) and it just makes me want to give up the whole enterprise. Meh. At least with baking I get the satisfaction of tasty baked goods at the end of the process. Right now, writing isn't providing much of that. I should have a baking icon. Hmm... *** This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/103408.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: productiveCurrent Music: One Love - Stone Roses |
| Friday, December 4th, 2009 |
musesfool
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11:26p |
suspended in my masquerade So it was a year ago today that I was laid off from Big Evol MegaCorp. I kind of can't believe it. I mean, a year. 12 months. 365 days. It's kind of boggling. I look back on it and I'm like, wow, what did I even do for those twelve weeks? If only I'd known things would work out pretty quickly, I would have enjoyed the time off a lot more, I tell you what. I know I was lucky - I am lucky. One of the VPs I worked for at BEMC is still out of work. It helps that I wasn't tied to the financial industry, and that I actively wanted to get back into the non-profit sector. And that I'm kind of an awesome assistant. I opened this post at about 1 pm this afternoon at work and never figured out what exactly I wanted to say. That I'm grateful, I suppose, that I was only out of work for three months, that I have a family who could have taken me in if the need arose, that I got a decent severance package that also continued my insurance for those twelve weeks (and would have paid half of it for another twelve if I'd needed to go on COBRA) that I found a job so quickly in a bad economy at a place where I don't feel like I'm selling a little bit of my soul every time it's mentioned on the news. (Er, not that the place I work now is ever mentioned on the news, but you know what I mean.) Anyway, I never did cry about it, possibly because I was afraid if I started, I would never stop, but it still hits me at odd moments, and it's made me even more anxious than I was before (which is really saying something, because I am like a ball of anxiety slathered in neuroses) about not screwing up at work, about how close I am - how close most of us are - to one or two bad breaks leading to a whole lot of badness, and how there's very little in the way of a safety net for anyone (who doesn't work for Goldman Sachs) anymore. What I did cry about today - and oh man, did I ever - was this week's Friday Night Lights. How is this show so good? HOW? ( spoilers )* I watched this week's Bones earlier, and wow, really unpleasant movie-whoring. Bleh. And then there was the White Collar fall finale. ( spoilers )I can't wait for hiatus to be over. I am also kind of geeked by the Burn Notice commercials. And how AWESOME is that Psych commercial? SO AWESOME OMG! GUS & SHAWN! HALL & OATES! *hearts* TV is so very, very good to me. *happy sigh* * This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/103007.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: impressedCurrent Music: when they said sit down, i stood up |
scribbulus_ink
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8:25p |
chocolate chip and bacon cookies If I hadn't tried chocolate-covered bacon at the state fair and really liked it, I would have been dubious about this article and the accompanying recipes, but tonight, I made the chocolate chip and bacon cookies, and I really like them! You don't taste bacon per se, just a nice saltiness that complements the sweetness of the cookie; I like this combination, and I'm probably going to try some of the other recipes sooner or later. "Bacon Gets Its Just Desserts", with recipes for Chocolate-Bacon-Peanut Bark Maple-Apple-Bacon Cake With Maple Glaze Chocolate Chip-Bacon-Pecan Cookies (thin and thick variations) Peanut Butter-Maple Bacon Fudge This entry was originally posted at http://scribbulus-ink.dreamwidth.org/519243.html. It's cross-posted to LJ and IJ, and comments are enabled at all three journals. Current Mood: full |
thete1
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2:01a |
Alive! Yes, alive. Tired as *fuck*, but alive. Here at casa del Te and Jack, all is a whirlwind of doctors, med adjustments, home repairs, family-wrangling (AHHH AHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH), and holiday PTSD. We're coping, though, and all the wonderful notes and updates y'all have been sending along have been wonderful. The important stuff: 1. There is one shameless snippet and one shameless-in-a-completely-different-way story due to be posted as soon as I can (somehow) suck it up and deal. I'll try to get those up by Monday, but it could be hard. 2. As it happens, I *did* get sucked back into working on original fic, and I have no idea how long that will last before I'm working on other things again. Personally, I'm hoping that I can damned well *finish* the two original novels in the hopper, since basically what I have complete now is the middle story in a trilogy. (Well, okay, there'll be a fourth book, too. And maybe a fifth.) That's fucking *annoying*. 3. Snippets will come *someday*, damn it. I'll keep y'all posted. Current Mood: sleepyCurrent Music: Wolf Parade: "This Heart's On Fire" |
| Thursday, December 3rd, 2009 |
thebratqueen
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10:39p |
Lights and lightheadedness My outdoor Christmas lights are starting to have a personality. Or at least I'm giving them one and since I control time and space said personality is now fact. You see the lights are solar powered. Which means that if it's a sunny day I come home and they stay lit well past the point when I go to bed. If it's an overcast day they light up, but not for as long or as brightly (depending on how dark the day was). In some places Christmas lights are called fairy lights. I have thus been imagining little fairies either getting to relax on sunny days, or having to fight to not get blown away by wind and rain, and thus they either have plenty of energy to light their butts up for me, or they only have a little bit but they still want to do the butt lighting so that they can give me a cheerful welcome home. (Fairy lights TOTALLY come from their butts. Everyone knows that.) So I get home and thank the little fairies for their efforts to give me a nice greeting. It's only polite. Unrelated... or perhaps very related to all this has been the strange state of me this week. On Tuesday I had a headache, which then led to an urpy stomach, which is all normal for me. But then the headache faded and my stomach did not feel better and I'll stop giving you details now because then it gets gross. I felt physically better by Wednesday, but mentally I have been off since Tuesday. Off like walking into the ladies' room when I meant to take the door for the staircase, or not getting off of the elevator when it reaches my floor because I totally blanked on what was going on. So... maybe what I assumed was a migraine/sinus headache was me being sick? And this is a symptom of it? Either that or there's a fairy who doesn't think I've been showing enough gratitude and has retaliated by burrowing up my nose, into my skull, and is now playing merry havoc with some of my nearest and dearest braincells. So that's the latest here. Current Mood: ditzy |
musesfool
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10:44p |
tonight i can't hold a pen So last night I was still exhausted by, well, everything, so I was in bed by 11:30 and asleep no later than 11:35. And then I was awake at 1:30, and basically up until around 6 am. I did finally fall asleep, but my alarm goes off at 7:25, but I was really in no shape to get out of bed, so I called in to work and stayed home. I eventually went back to sleep again for a few hours, and then wasted my afternoon reviewing yuletide source. I have an opening line now! And I kind of want to talk about the source but I can't. Which sucks. Anyway. I left the house at 5 to meet up with R. for dinner and a movie. We ate and then walked over to the Ziegfeld to see "The Princess and the Frog," which is doing an exclusive limited run engagement there before it opens. Except that tickets cost either $30 or $50 (for the full Disney experience), because apparently after the show there was a party with the Disney princesses at Roseland. So that was out. Because we weren't going to pay that for a movie, nor were we going to go to the afterparty. We decided to head uptown to 66th and Broadway to see what was playing at the gihugic theatre there, so we walked over there - it was a beautiful night for walking - and it turns out that Robert DeNiro's new movie, "Everybody's Fine" was premiering there, and so there were velvet ropes and tents set up and clearly we were not getting into that theatre. "An Education" was playing at the Lincoln Square, but not until 8 pm and it was only 6:50 so we weren't sure we wanted to wait around. So we grabbed a cab and headed back east to 62nd and 1st and ended up seeing "Precious." (I think R. wanted to see "2012," which was playing nearby, but I really didn't, she didn't want to see "A Serious Man," and neither of us knew what "Pirate Radio" was about [I mean, aside from the obvious].) I'd read "Push" a long long time ago, so I knew the basic outlines of the story, but man, it is a sad, sad movie. Brilliantly acted, and hopeful, but dear god, it's devastatingly sad. And then I came home and wrote this entry. My life, so exciting. Hopefully I will sleep tonight. *** This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/102829.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: accomplishedCurrent Music: someone's got a stamp i can borrow i promise not to blow the address again |
| Wednesday, December 2nd, 2009 |
musesfool
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10:12p |
the smell of wine and cheap perfume GleeWill Shuester is a douche. <- not a spoiler ( spoilers )* In other TV news, am I correct that "White Collar" is moving to Tuesdays at 10 pm when it returns in January? Does this mean that I will have an awesome Tuesday night block of "Leverage" at 9 pm and "White Collar" at 10 pm? (I will have to record "The Good Wife" and watch it at some other time.) And "Psych" is moving to Wednesdays at 10 pm (which makes things difficult for me, because that is when I generally watch "Glee" since I watch "Criminal Minds" at 9 pm)? Will "Burn Notice" be at 10 pm on Thursdays, or are they bringing back "Royal Pains" in that time slot, and BN will be against SPN? I need to get this all figured out. Isn't USA an NBC property? It amuses me that they are going after Leno at 10 on the weeknights. * In other non-TV news, I think I have an idea for my yuletide story. An idea that isn't simply one thousand words of [CENSORED] and [CENSORED] with some [CENSORED] thrown in. We'll see how it goes. Hopefully I can do it. I may have to find someone outside my usual beta circles on this one. That is always nerve-wracking. We'll see, I guess. * This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/102245.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: tiredCurrent Music: Don't Stop Believin' - Glee cast version |
musesfool
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12:36p |
there was nothing in the world that i ever wanted more [ take the poll on LJ] ( rambling on why I am asking this question )* Yesterday went well, but even though I got a full night's sleep, I am still exhausted. I was so tempted to call in sick today and just sleep. SLEEP. Sigh. I dreamt that the BAU had opened a shoe store down in the Bowling Green subway station, and I bought a pair of very cute slingbacks with kitten heels from Reid. Apparently, all that profiling knowledge is also good for picking out the exact pair of shoes for people, shoes they don't even know they want until they see them! My brain, you guys. I don't even know. * This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/102069.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: exanimateCurrent Music: pictures of you - the cure |
| Tuesday, December 1st, 2009 |
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12:46p |
BBT: Penny and Sheldon So I came across some Sheldon/Penny art links I'd stashed in my bookmarks (I tend to clean out my bookmarks while grading as a form of procrastination that lets me feel like I'm accomplishing something), and I started thinking about the pairing. Now, I think Sheldon on the show is asexual, but the thought of him and Penny trying to date is hilarious, and my weird little mind came up with some possible dialogue. Sheldon: "The unspoken rules of dating prohibit engaging in the act of coitus until after a minimum of three dates. I wonder, though, what the rules are about how long it will be before we can engage in a three-way with Leonard." Penny: O.O Sheldon: "BA-ZINGA!" Penny: -.- ETA: The art I had bookmarked came from here. This entry was originally posted at http://scribbulus-ink.dreamwidth.org/519070.html. It's cross-posted to LJ and IJ, and comments are enabled at all three journals. Current Mood: giggly |
musesfool
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11:30a |
tender and broken histories Have a poem: Tide of VoicesAt the hour the streetlights come on, buildings turn abstract. The Hudson, for a moment, formal. We drink bourbon on the terrace and you speak in the evening voice, weighted deep in the throat. They plan to harvest oysters, you tell me, from the harbor by Jersey City, how the waters will be clean again in twenty years. I imagine nets burdened with rough shells, the meat dun and sexual. Below, the river and the high rock where boys each year jump from bravado or desperation. The day flares, turns into itself. And innocently, sideways, the way we always fall into grace or knowledge, we watched the police drag the river for a suicide, the third this year. The terrible hook, the boy's frail whiteness. His face was blank and new as your face in the morning before the day has worked its pattern of lines and tensions. A hook like an iron question and this coming out of the waters, a flawed pearl — a memory that wasn't ours to claim. Perhaps, in a bedroom by lamplight, a woman waits for this boy. She may riffle drawers gathering photographs, string, keys to abandoned rooms. Even now she may be leaving, closing the door for some silence. I need to move next to you. Water sluiced from the boy's hair. I need to watch you light your cigarette, the flickering of your face in matchlight, as if underwater, drifting away. I take your cigarette and drag from it, touch your hand. Remember that winter of your long fever, the winter we understood how fragile any being together was. The wall sweated behind the headboard and you said you felt the rim where dreams crouch and every room of the past. It must begin in luxury — do you think — a break and fall into the glamour attending each kind of surrender. Water must flood the mind, as in certain diseases, the walls between the cells of memory dissolve, blur into a single stream of voices and faces. I don't know any more about this river or if it can be cleaned of its tender and broken histories — a tide of voices. And this is how the dead rise to us, transformed: wet and singing, the tide of voices pearling in our hands. ~Lynda Hull *** This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/101838.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: anxiousCurrent Music: Reclamation - Fugazi |
| Monday, November 30th, 2009 |
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9:09p |
I met you at the station in Ronkonkoma So, we had a committee meeting today, and I swear to god, I thought someone was going to start throwing things. Writing the minutes up should be an interesting exercise in doublespeak. Board meeting tomorrow, and then I am done, DONE I TELL YOU, until January. I mean, I still have to work etc., but the craziness should abate. I hope. I am tired. And it makes it really hard for me to write. Witness the tiny writing round-up! November 2009 Writing Roundupswim in my blood when it's warmSupernatural; Sam/Dean; pg; spoilers through 5.04; 3,434 words Sam's seeing everything clearly now.your ears tuned to the roarSupernatural; Jo, Ellen; pg; spoilers through 5.10; 1,510 words In which Jo grows up.* Top 5 Songs - November 20096. Levon - Elton John 5. Song to the Siren - Sheila Chandra 4. Set the Story Straight - Tom McRae 3. Somebody to Love - Glee cast version 2. The Shape I Found You In - Girlyman 1. Psalms 40:2 - the Mountain Goats * BSG folk, you totally need to watch this vid about the frakked up relationship between Bill Adama and Starbuck: Like My Very Own Blood by jarrow. It's FANTASTIC. Creepy and utterly heartbreaking and just... takes the idea that Adama made Starbuck into his second son, his replacement for Zak, to its logical conclusion, including the damage it inflicts on her, him, and Lee. And of course Kara accepts it, clings to it - how does she know any better? *cuddles her* Really well done, and you know how bad I am at getting vids, but this one made total sense to me. * This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/101593.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: exhaustedCurrent Music: Like a Luminous Girl - Mike Doughty |
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11:00a |
November blogging: Day 30 Wow, I made it! I posted every day this month! I'm shocked, frankly, given how November exploded in unexpected ways, but I think it was good for me. If nothing else, it helped me break out of my non-posting rut, so while I may not continue posting every day, I think I'll post more than I have been prior to this month. Random things: - Snupin Santa begins posting tomorrow! I probably am going to stay up until midnight and post the first gift then, because I'll be up until 11:00 watching Castle anyway, so I might as well stay up an extra hour to launch the fest. PS: I <3 Castle and Nathan Fillion so freakin' much. - Over the weekend, I discovered a new iPhone trick, which I didn't know about before. If I tap on a phone # in the browser, email, or notes, the phone will dial it. Excellent! - My downstairs neighbor moved out over the weekend! I hope whoever moves in next doesn't play music loud enough to make my furniture vibrate. I've seen people on my flist talking about which fests they're in and which ones they're following. I'm in four - Snupin Santa, HP Yule Balls, Yuletide, and Snapely Holidays - and I'll be keeping up with those, along with Harry Holidays and Kinky Kristmas. This isn't to say I'll be reading everything that's posted for all of those! Sorry, but no. There are certain pairings, genres, and kinks that I simply won't look at, which helps narrow the field. Time and energy permitting, I'm planning to branch out and try different pairings and to read Yuletide stories in the fandoms I'm most interested in, and I do plan to rec as well. We'll see how far my good intentions take me! This entry was originally posted at http://scribbulus-ink.dreamwidth.org/518841.html. It's cross-posted to LJ and IJ, and comments are enabled at all three journals. Current Mood: surprised |
| Sunday, November 29th, 2009 |
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9:25p |
lay out two or three good hits tonight Dear Sam, I am trying to get you laid. It would be easier if you weren't such an angsty motherfucker. Stop being so difficult! It's sex! It's supposed to be fun! No wonder most of the porn I write is about Dean. He rarely gives me this kind of trouble. Why can't you be more like your brother? frustratedly, me PS: Yes, I understand everyone you sleep with dies. I...am not breaking that streak. Um, sorry? I blame canon. Still, though. Sex! You should be less angsty about it! *** Holy shit, Jane Lynch is doing commercials for X-Box in which she is in character as Sue Sylvester. And they sing "Carry On Wayward Son." And the mother is a fan of Greco-Roman wrestling (i.e., oiled half-naked men getting sweaty together). I feel like this is some kind of crazy fannish collision. I am amused. *** This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/101306.html. people have commented there. Current Mood: amusedCurrent Music: Ravens v. Steelers on tv |
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