Ow.

Oct. 7th, 2008 01:00 am
stoopbeck: (Wilson Nobody's Perfect)
Argh, my lung hurts so much! I don't know what I did to make it so unhappy. But I can't take a deep breath without doubling over, and my asthma meds are having no effect. And Cora has effectively put my shoulder out of commission. I hurt it last summer helping a friend put a concrete base in a fish pond, and now it's like, "Dear Alex, I quit. I'm no longer going to move smoothly, I'm going to pop like crazy and make grinding noises! Love and kisses, Your shoulder joint." Cora needs to stop being so strong. I WILL POST PUPPY PICTURES SOON I PROMISE as soon as my lappy stops being so special.

Also special: my new tv. It has no problem with color when I'm watching DVDs, but it's only showing black and white when I try to watch normal television. Best part? I watched Life and Chuck, and when they were over, I realized that I remembered the episodes in color. Like, I think of a scene now, and it's in color in my head, even though it was black and white. OH BRAIN, you do funny things.

I'm a little light-headed. I should probably get to sleep, especially since Cora gets me up early in the morning.

YAY

Sep. 24th, 2008 11:09 pm
stoopbeck: (Robin What Have I Done)
Dad and I have been working on the garden this week. We moved concrete benches and mulched and reclaimed gardens that had become wretched hives of scum and gripeweed and I mowed the front lawn with our new mower (WHICH IS LIKE THE BEST MOWER EVER, OMG, because the one I mowed with back in the day was hella hard, and hella heavy, and my hands blistered up just pushing it around, and this one practically propells itself, yay, it's like walking a large dog-- a large, grass-eating dog, I guess) and we discovered a ginormous yellow jacket nest in an area in which we'd been picking up sticks for over an hour. By ginormous, I mean OH MY GOD, we watched for about two minutes and in that time we counted a hundred yellow jackets going into the nest. A HUNDRED. And that was just for two minutes.

And we sprayed the nest, but now we have all these angry homeless yellow jackets who insist on supervising everything we do in the garden. We stirred up some mulch today, and ten minutes later there were eight of them, making sure we weren't mucking things up. I hate the little buggers.

I had a fun phone conversation today. EXUBERANCE!! )

This is the best thing that's happened all week. YAY FOR COMIC BOOK STORE GUY!
stoopbeck: (Wash Excitement)
I may have spent an unhealthy amount of time last night playing around at They Fight Crime!

BEST PREMISE FOR A SHOW EVER:

"He's a war-weary white trash cat burglar with a secret. She's a plucky tempestuous queen of the dead trying to make a difference in a man's world. They fight crime!"

EQUALLY AWESOME:

"He's an immortal sweet-toothed farmboy on the run. She's a ditzy cat-loving mercenary living homeless in New York's sewers. They fight crime!"

CAN THIS BE A TV SHOW PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE:

"He's an impetuous shark-wrestling cyborg who dotes on his loving old ma. She's a strong-willed communist pearl diver who can talk to animals. They fight crime!"

And because I'm the biggest geek in Geekdonia, I drew my very favorite one: THEY FIGHT CRIME!! )
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I took Po and Bela for a walk in the front yard today. They have these cute little harnesses, but (ferrets being apparently boneless and all) they're always slipping out of them. Bela got out of hers, and so I was trying to wrestle her back into her harness while keeping Po from slipping out of his and taking off, and in the hustle and the bustle I accidentally caught Bela's underarm skin with the harness closure.

What did she do to let me know something was wrong? She licked my arm enthusiastically. She didn't bite, she didn't scratch, she didn't hiss, she gave me kisses. AWW BELA. *squishes her*
stoopbeck: (Deadpool Common Sense)
Says Hugh Jackman: "We were so thrilled to get Ryan. He’s the greatest guy. Incredibly funny. He plays Deadpool, the merc with a mouth. Not an easy guy to play. He’s always jabbering. He’s always going. Physically he’s in unbelievable shape and yet he’s also got that comedic ability. There are only a handful of actors that can do that."

EEEEEEEE. I was a little scared (okay, a lot) that Movie!Deadpool wasn't going to be, you know, MY Deadpool, but I'm not as worried now.

It can be May 2009 now?
stoopbeck: (SawyerWord by stoopbeck)
I got back from Dragon*Con yesterday and it was AMAZING. I had so much fun and I was with the most awesome people ever. I miss all of you!

I kind of lost my camera, so there will be no pictures for now (although the hotel may be sending it back to me, cross your fingers).

But... just... amazing. I can't wait for next year!
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Wish me luck-- I'm riding a Greyhound bus today. Hopefully my seatmate will not be schizophrenic this time? *crosses fingers*

And after that... IT'S DRAGON*CON TIME.
stoopbeck: (Bashir Sisko We Are the Future)

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stoopbeck: (SawyerWord by stoopbeck)
I had the weirdest dream just now.

I was sitting in church, waiting for the service to start, when the phone rang. )

OMG EARWIG

Aug. 17th, 2008 02:47 pm
stoopbeck: (Default)
So, I'm sitting at my computer, reading archived Dinosaur Comics, when I feel something tickling my face.

IT WAS AN EARWIG.

ON MY CHEEK. OH MY GOD. I think I need to go lie down. What was it doing there?! How did it get there?! MY CHEEK IS LIKE TWO INCHES FROM MY EAR. (I've heard the whole earwig-can-only-go-one-direction-and-thus-will-burrow-into-your-brain thing is a myth, but I'M NOT TAKING ANY CHANCES)

TIME FOR SOME THRILLING HYSTERICS.

Gah.

Aug. 14th, 2008 02:08 pm
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A family friend is having brain surgery today. Last week, the emergency room told her she just had a headache. Two days ago a doctor told her it was just one grape-sized tumor. Yesterday, she was informed that it was two peach-sized tumors and that they needed to operate immediately. If you guys could just keep her in your thoughts, I'd be very grateful.
stoopbeck: (DoctorHorrible PhD in Horribleness)
I FINALLY HAVE A COPY OF THE DAY OF THE TRIFFIDS!! I AM SO EXCITED! YAY FOR BOOKMOOCH!

I just hope it's not disappointing, like Stranger in a Strange Land, which had come so highly recommended. SHAME ON YOU, HEINLEIN. WOMEN ARE PEOPLE, TOO. I got so disgusted with the lack of dimension in his female characters I never even made it to the dirty bits of the book. SAD TIMES.

But The Day of the Triffids is already awesome.

Poor On the Road! I promise I haven't forgotten you! You were just too rich and dream-like and there is only so much of stream-of-consciousness-type writing I can take in one sitting!
stoopbeck: (TenZOMG)
[while watching Criminal Minds]

(on TV) Hotch: As in nature, a pack will keep on killing until it runs out of prey or is stopped.

Elle: By what?

Gideon: A stronger pack.


Alex: And you know what pack is gonna do that? The BAU. That's what pack.

Danny: Oh, I was thinking of Hotch's pecs.

Alex: Hotch's pecs! *fangirls*

Danny: That should be an item on a video game, like "The Magical Hotch's Pecs."

Alex: "BEHOLD, YOU HAVE UNLOCKED HOTCH'S PECS."

Danny: "DEALS +5 DAMAGE AND +15 AWESOME."
stoopbeck: (Shawn Sees Pineapple)
I am having way too much fun with my tablet, which I have yet to name.

Demon pineapple?! )
stoopbeck: (Liberty/Justice OTP)
From The Gentle Art of Verbal Self-Defense (published in 1980):

Children are often highly skilled in verbal confrontations with their parents, especially in Blamer Mode. Male children hone their skills and increase them as they grow older. Female children are somewhat more likely to accomplish what they want by virtue of their "adorableness," and to rely on their dimples and curls and sitting in people's laps being cute. In the process they forget any verbal skills they might otherwise have acquired, and when they cease to be adorable and are too big to climb into laps anymore, they are utterly vulnerable. If a woman is able to convince a man that she is cute and adorable, it may work. But it is unlikely to work on anyone except a man with whom she is living in an intimate relationship of some kind. Beating your cute little fists against the hairy chest of your boss, your professor, your male colleagues, and so on, WILL NOT WORK. That may be why systems of this kind are ordinarily recommended to women who prefer to remain within the confines of the home; and it shows great good sense on the part of those who devise them that they see this and state it quite frankly in their books, articles, and lectures.


a) This is so far from my own childhood experience that I'm not entirely sure what to say.

b) But I wanted to beat my cute little fists against the hairy chests of the male oppressors in my life! :( I like how there isn't even the option of the boss or the professor being female.

c) FEMALES HAVE NO VERBAL SKILLZ, YO. THIS IS BECAUSE WE ARE TOO BUSY WORKING ON OUR WILES TO, YOU KNOW, LEARN HOW TO SPEAK. OR SOMETHING.
stoopbeck: (Shawn Sees Pineapple)
I didn't sleep at all last night. WHAT IS THAT.


I was definitely having the not-sleeping crazies today. I was a little afraid I was going to turn into the narrator from Fight Club with all the not-sleeping. Or that guy from that Stephen King book with the auras!

Luckily, after I got off work this afternoon I conked out, and slept until 5-ish. That's the most sleep I've gotten all week. Mmmm, REM.

Plan for tonight: two Advil PM and Milton's Samson Agonistes. If that doesn't get me to sleep, NOTHING WILL.

HUZZAH

Aug. 6th, 2008 10:49 am
stoopbeck: (Wash Excitement)
MY GRAPHICS TABLET CAME IN TODAY. There aren't words for how excited I am right now.

Of course, it may be a few days before I get it up and running. Installing new things on Spawny is like juggling Wolverines--ridiculously complicated with a decidedly high chance of losing a limb. I've spent the last hour convincing my wireless internet that yes, Mommy loves him too, that things aren't going to change just because she's brought a new device home, and please to stop uninstalling himself before Mommy can finish downloading the tablet's driver.

Hopefully the next hour will be more productive?
stoopbeck: (Jareth cruel eyes)
So last night made two nights in a row that I didn't sleep at all. I mean, I got a two-hour nap yesterday and all, but Jesus, body, NIGHTS ARE MADE FOR SLEEPING.

Not sleeping makes Alex very very unhappy. And I got to "sleep in" today, because I had a day off, but I had a megaheadache from the whole not sleeping thing, so I ended up just lying in my darkened room for a couple of hours after it got light out trying not to move or think or breathe too loudly.

WTF, body, WTF.
stoopbeck: (Default)
THERE IS LESS THAN A MONTH LEFT BEFORE DRAGON*CON.

It kind of feels like I just slept through the last year. There were tons of things I'd planned to have accomplished by now that totally fell by the wayside. I fail so hard. :[

I finally got a laptop cooler thingy to keep Spawny from setting my desk on fire. (Seriously, last night I burned my finger on the on/off button. True story!) Spawny is so much happier that it's like he's a totally different laptop! Still psychotic, but... like... on meds now.

So now it needs a name. I was kind of thinking of Wilson, since you know he's kind of a doormat and sometimes he calms House down. But if I named it Wilson, I would be seriously tempted to change Spawny's name to House (because dude, it would totally fit. Misanthropic, disabled, and hot!). Dad wanted me to name it The Fonz-- because he's COOL. GET IT?! (I love my dad.) (I also kind of wanted to rename Spawny "Fi," and then the laptop cooler could be named "Michael," because dude's pretty darn cool, and he calms down Fi's crazies, but I'd totally be switching genders on Spawny. I don't know how he'd feel about that.)

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