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Hiya, folks!  I promised this a few weeks back, but finally have the brain real estate freed up to actually get to it.

Let's have an LJ party!  Come on in here and tell me about the things you're burning to talk about, and I will be your conversation partner!

Obsessed with tiny fandoms (or large fandoms, for that matter)?  Heart breaking over overlooked ships?  Want to raise a shout for interstitial feminism?  Or find somebody to coo with over adorable animals?  What's got your engine revving lately? From threatened bees to fascination with BDSM, lay it on me and I promise I'll read and reply.

And hopefully when you've commented, you'll take a look through the comments and find someone else you can have a chat with!
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Did I forget to do my last Three Good Things entry?  I did!  Well, extra perspective, I guess.  Of course, so little happened Sunday that I feel sort of like I don't have three things to list.

1: BUT WAIT, that was one of the good things!

2: Also, my sister made leek and potato soup.  God I love this soup.  It's buttery and tangy and filling and just so good.

3: I got back to (some of) my roots by binging on Transformers comics.  I've always loved Transformers.  Even though the old cartoon was simplistic, even as a kid I could see there was so much potential in the idea of a race of ancient alien robots fighting a war of millennia across the stars.  And while Michael Bay's movies are certainly not a place to find much of that potential realized, in comics there have been some really great attempts.  A now-defunct comics publisher called Dreamwave made a really good, interesting attempt at it several years ago, including a version of Megatron who owned a certain brand of warrior mysticism to go along with Optimus Prime as both military and spiritual leader of his people. These days, IDW has the rights--which is splendid because IDW does one hell of a comic, with smart writing and art high-quality art and printing.

So, I dove back into the digital collection of issues I've accumulated over time.  (Gave myself an annoying virus when I installed a reader for the file format they're stored in.)   The psychology of a species that never dies of old age and is also hard to kill otherwise. The culture and caste systems that might evolve over millions of years with minimal turnover in population.  Alien robot mysticism!  Alien robot gender!  (They've got individuals that ID as 'female' but it's not like they actually have sexes.  No, seriously, they've got a spotlight issue devoted to a transgender Transformer.) Plus, now and again a deft touch of the dystopian horror of a war that has lasted for longer than entire geological ages of the earth and left their own home planet a shattered, lifeless husk.  Perhaps most interesting is seeing what ancient alien robots might consider body horror.  It's not breaking the boundaries of sci-fi or anything, but it's so satisfying to read stories exploring the same sorts of things my imagination went cruising after.
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1: Today has been a restorative day of slothful leisure, and I still have another day of weekend!  Woo!  God, I needed this.

2: Writing sensory deprivation smut is happy-making.

3: Leftover Chinese is the food of the gods.

Bonus 4: My parrots are being so cute right now that if you could see them, you would be driven insane by your inability to process the cosmic magnitude of their cuteness. (So now you know what happened to me.)
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1: Vacuumed and cleaned today, and got to spend all day with that feel-good feeling of a clean house around you. ^_^

2: The weather was stunning today, and I had nowhere better to be than lounging around in it.

3: I truly do have an amazing job.  I enjoy it, it challenges me, and I know I'm making a difference, both for the bottom line of the college where I work and for the students and scientists.  It's the kind of job that people talk about when they say, "If you love what you do, then it never feels like work."  Well...truthfully it does feel like work, but it feels like work you WANT to do, which makes all the difference.  I had a hell of a week this past week, but I knew it was only in passing, and that furthermore a lot of it was due to the overabundance of success in the past couple of weeks, and most importantly that it was WORTH it.

If you're wondering how you get a job like this, incidentally, I got mine by working my butt off for it.  I decided somewhere around 2006, working a job that was already beginning to impact me from long-term stress and unhappiness, that I wasn't going to rest until I got a job and career I loved.  I then spent two years searching for a field that I could both enjoy and make money in, another year and a half preparing and researching for grad school, another two years mining grad school for everything I could get out of it, and finally a year on the job market while I filled my time with short-term freelance work, refusing to settle for positions that sounded only kind of okay.  It took a lot of preparation and a fair amount of luck, and more than once I had months of abject terror and anxiety as I jumped into the void and trusted that I'd land safely.

It was not easy, and I did it because I knew that my long-term happiness and security were at stake.  I am not a person who CAN work in a job I don't love for very long without it impacting my physical health.  It all started with me confronting that and admitting to it, and then deciding what I needed instead.

But listen.  It wasn't ONLY luck.  Those times when I cast myself into the void, it wasn't at random.  I looked at my goal and what it would take to get there.  I lined up the skills and resources I'd need.  I looked at the risks and did things to minimize or survive them as much as possible, lined up as many points in my favor as I could manage, and then sweated through the wait and anxiety attacks to discover the fruits of my work.  A change like this is terrifying.  A goal like this is huge.  But it IS something you can orchestrate.
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1: I took tomorrow off, so it's the beginning of my weekend!

2: It's equinox this weekend, and the crisp taste of fall is in the air.  The year is dying, but somehow it reinvigorates me.  There's something boundlessly optimistic about fall.  As the year grows older, the world grows richer and more abundant.

3: I am at this moment having one of my rare cups of coffee.  As always, the smell reminds me of my mom.  It makes me miss her, and feel close to her.

Long before my people ever came to the New World, this time of year was a time to honor our dead and the things that have passed.  I suppose it's still in the blood.
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[livejournal.com profile] trobadora tagged me for this.

Rules: for five consecutive days post three positive things that have happened, plus tag three other people to do the same, so the positivity keeps growing.

No, you know what, I had some froofy generalized positiveness stuff here, but screw that.  Things HAPPENED this week.

1: We're having a massive budget crisis at work which has, among other things, resulted in the freeze of our only multicultural support position for students on campus.  A number of faculty and staff who are concerned about this came together, and today we had a really GREAT meeting with the college president, who is totally on the same page as we are and is prepared to not only hire for the position the moment we're not in immediate fear of bankruptcy, but also to re-evaluate it and make it more powerful and extensive.

2: I've been invited to join a new policy think tank that's being established for the college--not as a communications support person but as an actual participating member.

3: Two small fluffy birdies who are excited to see me when I get home every day. <3

Tagging: you, you and you.  I can't even remember who on my follower list is actually active on LJ these days. XD
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{ visit my post } { visit the thread }

LJ is so quiet these days, but there are still lots of active people out there! You just have to find them.
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I write like
H. P. Lovecraft

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!




I Write Like H. P. Lovecraft

..Well. Okay, then.

Also tried it using my recent blog post on Centralia, and it tells me that based on that, I write like Chuck Palahniuk.

...So I guess I write like Lovecraft.

Actually, I suppose that doesn't surprise me.
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A. Upon receiving this tag, should you choose to accept it, immediately perform a screen capture of your desktop. It is best that no icons be deleted before the screen capture so as to add to the element of fun.

B. Post the picture in your blog. You can also give a short explanation on the look of your desktop just below it if you want. You can explain why you preferred such look or why is it full of icons. Things like that.

C. Tag five of your friends. Your oath will then be held fulfilled. Go. Be at peace.



Not real exciting, is it?  It's better if you see it in person. These monitors really show off the subtle gradations of color. Even so, it's pretty much just an attractive placeholder for my workstation--better than a flat teal color, and I find the pattern and the shades of blue soothing.

It used to be much better.  I used to have the Lurking Sock Puppet for a screen saver, but the new monitor is too big and he pixelates. It makes me sad, because he never failed to cheer me up.

I tag...oh, five of you lot! You know who you are! Yeah, you!
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In memory of family and friends who have lost the battle with cancer; and in support of the ones who continue to conquer it! Post this on your LJ if you know someone who has or had cancer.

*snort*

Jan. 9th, 2010 07:16 pm
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India Foxtrot Yankee Oscar Uniform Charlie Alpha November Uniform November Delta Echo Romeo Sierra Tango Alpha November Delta Tango Hotel India Sierra, Charlie Oscar Papa Yankee Alpha November Delta Papa Alpha Sierra Tango Echo India Tango Tango Oscar Yankee Oscar Uniform Romeo Lima India Victor Echo Juliet Oscar Uniform Romeo November Alpha Lima.

Why not? I'm bored.
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[livejournal.com profile] zenten's prompt:


Personification of Dance by *Bluesrat on deviantART



I don't know if I really think that's what the personification of dance would look like, but it's the first thing that came to mind, and I wanted to see what's happen if I ran with it.
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From [livejournal.com profile] technovixen, whose goal in life is clearly to make me turn red as a beet.

Once more, the meme: Reply to this post by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.

Brilliant: I grew up being told I was brilliant, and granted most things come easily to me. But truthfully? While I recognize I'm a quick study, I've really never seen how I'm significantly smarter than the people around me. They know things and think of things I never could all the time, so how are they less intelligent than I am? I don't know what intelligence is, but I'd really like to. I want to know what it is that people see that they think separates them from those of us who're "brilliant." What is it that they perceive or that I'm doing that leaves a near stranger impressed after a conversation with me? What is it that they think they don't have? Because from where I stand, I'm not seeing that much of a difference. I'm impressed with people who'd label themselves 'normal' or even 'below average' on a regular basis.

Esoteric: Her polite way of saying "weird." ;) It's okay; I am weird, and I'm happy about it. I just follow what interests me, and I don't care whether it "makes sense" according to other peoples' preconceptions of how things should work. People get hung up over way too many things that don't matter. What matters is fulfilling my responsibilities, helping people when they're in pain, and leaving the world a better place than I found it. Pretty much everything else is a matter for my amusement. And yours, if you can relax enough to enjoy it.

Talented: Talent is a funny thing. I do believe it exists. Some of it just have a knack for certain things. Some people could devote their lives to the cello but simply never be able to attain the heights of a Yo Yo Ma, and the difference is not in the hard work. He's simply more gifted than they are. But that said, it's mostly work. All the talent in the world won't take you anywhere if you don't try.

The other thing about talent is, why do people think they're not talented? I'm talented because I write, draw, can build a computer? Great, sure, I'll accept that. But why say it as if you don't have remarkable skills of your own? Everybody has a gift. I'm not a skilled woodworker. I can't name the parts of a car. Athletically I'm about on part with a box of rocks. That's been glued down (because make note, if that box starts rolling, it's faster than I am). These are not less impressive things than what I can do. We all have talents.

Beautiful: Oh, god. You know, I don't actually know? It doesn't really factor into my life. For most of my life, I thought I was unattractive. Now even if I am (and I can't tell), I've got no clue how it works. For that matter, I really have no ability to judge beauty in general. I mean, with a couple of exceptions (Hugh Jackman is clearly attractive) I've found that my assessments of peoples' looks tend to surprise my friends. So apparently I'm just not plugged in to whatever set of values determines these things for most of society.

Supportive: It's too easy for people to get down on themselves, and it's too hard to find a nice word in the world. It's not a massive expenditure of energy to find something positive or encouraging to say. It can be a massive expenditure of energy to get more involved in helping people...but you know, those're also likely to be some of the the biggest, most memorable adventures of your life.

Meme!

Sep. 29th, 2009 05:05 pm
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Courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] alice_montrose:

Reply to this post by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.

I'll also add her addition: you can also give me five words that remind you of me... just be sure to mention them somewhere in the comments. XD

Library: I work in one. It's kind of fun to be around all these books, but I don't get as much time as I'd like to nose around in them because my job requires that I, y'know, actually get things done. This particular library is ugly and labyrinthine, but huge. It has its bizarre charms.

Baking: Baking gives me the warm fuzzies. Having the whole house smelling like pie or baking bread takes me right back to my childhood, and feeding people is fulfilling.

Lucifer: I know a lot of people get bored with the good/evil thing, but to me it's endlessly interesting. Want to know a lot about somebody? Ask them to make list of things they consider "good" and "evil." Figures like Lucifer are so enigmatic that they pretty much become blank slates for the human psyche to write on. What Lucifer is to any particular generation tells us what they found evil or untrustworthy. To us, he's beautiful, strangely compelling, has no need to lie when the truth can apparently destroy so easily...or alternatively he finally caught on to the whole "God is omniscient" thing, realized the game was rigged, and gave up.

Black Jewels: A guilty pleasure of mine. A "dark" (as in, it pretends to be but isn't really) fantasy trilogy that kinda reads like fan fiction and whose main purpose is to showcase the adventures of three really hot guys with names like Daemon and Lucivar. Has one really cool female character and one Mary Sue, and a surprisingly creative set of magical laws. Sequels suck.

Coldfire: This series cemented my love for dark, psychological stories with a lot of internal conflict. It's got its problems (argh, the ending, WHY?!), and I...speaking of the ending, I remain obsessed with these books and probably will until I figure out how that ending works. But the journey here is more important than the destination. On the surface, it looks like classic quest fantasy, but look a bit deeper and it's actually world-colonizing science fiction; but beneath that, it's really psychological horror on a planet where the laws of nature bring humanity's deepest wishes and fears to life. Remember what I said about Lucifer and the good vs. evil thing? Somebody wrote that story, and I keep coming back to it. I wrote three college lit papers on these books and I'm in the slow process of compiling another one.

Written by C. S. Friedman, titles are Black Sun Rising, When True Night Falls, and Crown of Shadows. I pimp because I love.

Drawing: I've drawn all my life, which is saying something when most of my hobbies only hold my attention for weeks at a time. It's my primary creative outlet. It's alive inside me the way few of my other interests are. I feel driven to improve, to be able to illustrate images in my head I don't have the skill for now. I like portraying the imaginary because it's not real--it allows me to make and share something new, to bring life to images that would never exist otherwise. Mostly I do fantasy, but that's because I suck at drawing machines and monsters.
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I don’t care who you are and I don’t care when you read this; if you read it five minutes after I post this or five years.

Put everything else on hold and post in the comments something you love about yourself.

I'll start: I love my sense of humor and that I can see the funny side of almost everything. I love that I can make my friends laugh. I love my intelligence. I love not compromising on being myself, even when I'm weird and it costs me. I love not having it in me to truly hate, and that it's so easy for me to love. I love the feel of my muscles working when I move.

How about you?
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You Are a Black Panther
You see through people. You understand others' motives and plans.
You have a knack for predicting the future. You just know what people are going to do.

People are attracted to you. You are naturally able to influence other people's thoughts.
You have the charisma to be a beloved guru or dictator. It's all about how you handle it.
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3) Reading Fanfic As Literature

Let's be clear: I'm not talking about the dreck that exists because somebody's too lazy to come up with their own ideas. But the fact that a lot of fanfic sucks doesn't change the fact that some percentage of it is quality work that deserves recognition not only for its own literary merit but also for what it brings to the text it derives from.

Yes, seriously. Some fanficcers write as a way of engaging with the original text ('text' including movies, tv, anything with the elements of a story). It's their way of teasing out the threads of a story and communicating their own experience of it, their thoughts on it, their interpretation of it. These writers use fanfiction as...I guess you might call it an allegorical form of literary analysis.

I need to get shorter with these. )

Anyway, that's why fanfic as literature: I see it as an extension, explication, and/or interpretation of the primary text, and as such, if well-constructed, it's perfectly viable as a secondary source with which to extend my understanding and appreciation of the work (though granted, not necessarily legally or academically viable--at least, it's not academically viable yet; wait for that one, guys, because there are young academics out there working to win its scholarly legitimacy).
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Courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] x_los: comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.

1) She Blinded Me With Library Science.
2) Office Politics: How A Nice Girl Like You If Forced By Circumstance To Care About The Doings OF Stupid People Like This
3) Reading Fanfic As Literature
4) History/historical fiction in lit
5) Foooodz.

1) She Blinded Me With Library Science.

Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt!

I stumbled into this job, actually )

But I feel like I should make an effort to target the requestor's (requestrix's?) intent. )
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Courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] generalbullet. The rules of this meme are that you list everybody in your icons alphabetically, and then pair them together. Crack and hilarity ensues.

Order is alphabetical by first/given/only/nick name, excluding titles like General, Doctor, Agent, or Reverend.

Here's the thing. I have three persons in my icons. They are the Doctor, Gerald Tarrant, and Cthulhu. Do you really want me to do this meme?

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