Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 09:11 pm
Purple's commandments for spiders:

Thou shalt not move way too fast.
Thou shalt not be on Purple.
Thou shalt not be on Purple's delicate electronics.
Thou shalt not be way too hairy.
Thou shalt not jump!

This spider was way too in his office, but otherwise inoffensive. We'll be
releasing it outside later.

Spider-watching is fairly lousy entertainment, but decent survival skills.

spider pic (contained) )
Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 08:11 pm
ew )
Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 03:37 pm
Still around, just don't have a whole lot to say.

Everything sort of feels like either I am in a chrysalis with some big transformation ahead of me, or in a state of decay withering to nothing, and I can't tell which. Either way, there's nothing to see here but a puddle of goop.

(Speaking of goop... Have you ever watched air bubbles rise through a thick clear substance like liquid soap? The way it sort of glurps into existence at the formation (like if you're pouring softsoap from one container into another) and drifts upwards until -- blup! -- it's gone. My emotions are rather like that right now; mostly an unpleasantly neutral sort of blah, and there are occasional glurps of happiness that last briefly and then blup away again.)
Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 04:48 pm
Finally got an answer on whether I can take Spanish 111 given that I have credit for Spanish I. Yes I can. I just won't get credit, and the professor might tell me to switch to Spanish 112 depending on how much proficiency with the language I display in the early weeks of class. I will bomb Spanish 112 if I don't take Spanish 111 first, because I have barely used Spanish in years.

Also asked about Chinese. Only one Chinese course available online, which won't get me the second-year language proficiency my degree needs.

How hard to learn is German? What about Arabic or Hebrew? I could also French or Italian, or probably Russian, but dammit there are reasons I want Spanish or Mandarin.
Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 08:50 am
Bat-Ochir Bold, Mongolian Nomadic Society: A Reconstruction of the "Medieval" History of Mongolia (St. Martin's, 2001): the inscription is to his parents, "Prof. L. Bat-Ochir and Kh. Cendjav." (Sidenote for those who scrutinize which press carries a book: the St. Martin's scholarly division merged with Macmillan in 2000 or 2001 (Wikipedia disagrees with itself) to create Palgrave, soon after styled Palgrave Macmillan; Bold's book was issued a "99-" CIP number despite the 2001 copyright date, which usually indicates a delay during the final stages of publication. Looks to me as though this book was caught amidst the Holtzbrinck/Macmillan branding reshuffle. I looked it up from wondering why the book hadn't been on Palgrave's imprint, which I'd misremembered as starting a year or two earlier: ways in which grad school can mark you....) Maps, endnotes, a list of terms and names that amounts to a glossary, and references show that the book is scholarly, not trade.

So, the monograph itself. followed by bits of notes )
Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 08:06 am
I'm very much interested in the worldbuilding and am halfway through the book. I just met Touchstone and am developing theories on which particular flavor of royalty he is. Please, do not spoil me!

Possibly I am interested in small fandoming it for this series, on a level which I was fandoming St. Trinian's. Given my propensity to play necromancers in roleplaying games (I'm into the creepy and morbid, so let's just say that I've owned it), I could totally get into this.

Some day, when I'm done writing space vampires/space pirates, I have an idea for urban fantasy involving witches and vampires (and ghosts and revenants), and necromancers may have just entered the mix. Or maybe they could go in the steampunk pirates idea.

Mostly, I'm just enjoying reading for fun, though tonight I do have to get through a chapter in my Criminal Law book and make a post to our forums about it. My teacher was disappointed in my last paper and only gave me a 90 because I didn't follow through on my conclusions. I wrote it a week and a half after I had surgery! In one day! What do you expect from me? (Personally, I think a 90 at that point, when I am clearly not at my physical best and it's dragging on my mental state, is pretty fucking awesome.)

ANYWAY. Reading for fun. Who else (other than [personal profile] boosette, who recced these at me) has read this series? Again, I know they've been out for a while, but please don't spoil them for me!
Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 11:30 am
Posted in full at: at April 16, 2014 at 04:30AM
nolikereally: kickingshoes: against-stars: JUST LEAVE ME TO...




mixing dwarvish and elvish styles for tauriel’s outfit was a lot of fun! i’ll probably try to do an elvish wedding version at some point…


Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 02:28 am
It was a Tuesday.

I arrived at a vaguely reasonable hour, and then did vaguely reasonable things. There was the 1:1 with my manager, where the room got sort of awkwardly pre-empted by people somewhat higher up who were apparently hoping to just have a quiet cup of coffee together. (We were the ones who wound up outside because while I'm sufficiently faceblind and unfamiliar with the galaxy of changing people up top, my manager is neither.)

Crunch mode on that thing is done for the month, and other stuff has been juggled. Next I get to have fun with juggling schedules! Yay! We still haven't gotten final word on our destination in the new building. I have got boxes, though, so at least I can start with that.

Yet another of my teammates is getting married in the upcoming weeks, and according to her wishes, there will be no trips down to the duck (in every sense of the word) pond.

[personal profile] jd's Eurovision party has been scheduled! Yay!

In the lull between things, I am working on getting somewhat organized again. And thus I proceeded until my brain and body were both asking me why the fuck I was on about this again.

Given that it's been crunch mode and I've been tired, I've let my step count slip. I also let my laundry schedule slip some, resulting in today's arguably gaudy pairing of the bright magenta shirt and the undersea blue-green skirt. It goes! But it's not my raven-sober usual look. (The conversation that goes "Yeah, I've been letting all kinds of stuff slip. Just look at me!" "Huh?" "No, seriously, look at me." "Laundry?" "Yep." depends on a working knowledge of my usual style.)

"Color blocking" as a fashion, even when it doesn't make you look like a Frank Lloyd Wright (or Vasa) stained glass (in the bad way), introduces so many opportunities for someone to make an utter hash of their wardrobe. I'm talking Cecil Gershwin Palmer fanon bizarre. Purple and I got to talking about the possibilities inherent in cultivating a look which was deliberately that awful, so that someone looking at their wardrobe might go "YOU HAVE ALL KINDS OF THINGS WHICH GO TOGETHER WHY DON'T YOU EVER WEAR THEM AT THE SAME TIME!!" because that sort of thing amuses us. (This apropos of my wardrobe, in which you could find things which go together poorly, but you'd have to try on purpose.) (Though the off-light-blue cotton workplace fitness challenge shirt with the neck cut out which fits too tight in the tits over the really elegant black and silver lace skirt would probably do it, especially if I threw in a bright pink boa and the purple glitter clogs.)

There's a certain amount of geek-culture cred to being able to correctly name which series of Star Trek the only color block shirt I own (unintentionally) goes with. Somebody had to google it. *smug look*

The Stage Manager has been telling me I'm evil. This may have to do with the doughnuts (no one wanted the last half, it seems like), the peeps, or the jellybeans. I'm not sure which. He snagged the last of the blue peeps, so I opened the purple peeps. (The pink peeps are next.)

I had occasion to mention to someone that the other uncle-manager was kind of an intense guy, and had more than once made me feel really stupid from the questions he was asking me which I ought to have been able to answer, and my complete inability to say anything while so very suddenly on the spot that made any sense. One either gets used to that (or pushes back, which is probably a better strategy), or one does not. But this is a thing to be aware of when having dealings with him.

It was still light out when I started meeping and wobbling. I'm not used to that happening except on 2nd Thursdays.

It occurred to me in the shower that my current love/romance/partner/Very Important People type situation could be summed up with a simple diagram. Read more... )
Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 10:43 am
I've been reading a rather interesting discussion on thinking that everyone experiences the world the same way that you do – until one day you realise that they don't.

Examples include: not realising you're colourblind, that you have synesthesia, that you don't have a sense of smell, etc; not realising that some people actually are extroverted, actually do like music, or actually can have a favourite colour; not reading body language and/or thinking everyone can.

Most of these I find interesting, but can't really relate to. The only one that's so far made me go "Huh. Me too." was someone asking "Do people really feel emotionally moved by pieces of artwork the way they are by music?" because I've always liked art, but never really been moved by art – whereas music can get me into intense emotions very quickly.

I've experienced various instances of the "doesn't everyone...?" thing throughout my life. Such as:
1) Putting on glasses for the first time, and suddenly discovering that leaves on trees weren't supposed to look blurry.
2) Having ritalin for the first time, and discovering what it's like to have a single train of thought continue without interruption for ten minutes.
3) Slowly realising that texture is the important part of food for me (hence I like pineapple juice, pineapple lollies, and cooked pineapple, but can't eat it raw), and that other people really do think that flavour is this huge component.
4) Having someone ask me how to tell if they were singing "off key", and realising they really didn't know.
5) Realsing that, not only can most people stand flickering lights without leaving the room, but most people don't even register that they're flickering.
6) Discovering my total inability to explain how to make a fake American accent sound good, other than... doing the accent like it sounds.
7) Recently, having my sense of smell go into overdrive, and trying to explain to my mum what this was like – to which she nodded and said "that's normal for me" to every example I gave of intense oversmelling. (We're both freaks, in this case. My sense of smell is normally terrible, whereas hers is superhuman.)

I'm rather fascinated by this concept.
Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 08:13 am
via at April 16, 2014 at 03:00AM:

☆ STAR WARS MEME | 9 Quotes - Your feelings for them are strong. Especially for… sister. So, you have a twin sister. Your feelings have now betrayed her, too. Obi-Wan was wise to hide her from me. Now his failure is complete. If you will not turn to the Dark Side… then perhaps she will…

Except I think you’d have a harder time turning Leia (Skywalker) Organa than you would Luke.  Have you even heard of this woman, Vader?  She’s kinda….more stubborn than you used to be.  
Wednesday, April 16th, 2014 02:01 am
Title: Dief and Turtle's Day Off: Sweaters
Characters: Fraser and RayK
Rating: G

Knitting )