wook77: (tattoos)
Rather than fixating on how stressed and annoyed I am, how about a celebratory post?

DADT has been repealed! WOOHOO! About damned time! Plus, Someone I know just got married. I love that they timed it so that as the repeal went into effect, they were getting married. Couldn't happen to nicer people, as far as I'm concerned. I'm only sad cause I think this means that the person I know is moving to Sierra Vista and I won't see him as much any longer.

Same Sex Couples will be available in Star Wars: The Old Republic. Considering how much I love Star Wars and I love Bioware, this is great news as far as I'm concerned. I'm disappointed that it'll be add-on content but if that add-on content is free, well, that'll be awesome. I'm curious how it'll work if I have the add-on content and someone else doesn't - will they see my same-sex partner and/or acknowledge that relationship? Or can people still have the gay blinders on and not see any same sex relationship? Inquiring minds want to know.

I pre-ordered Assassin's Creed: Revelations, finally. I also pre-ordered Elder Scrolls: Skyrim. I hated the other Elder Scrolls game I played but, I'm voting with my wallet and supporting games that have equality in them.

I was following the #yesGayYA hashtag and reading all the various and sundry. So I bought about 20 books from a list that was put on [livejournal.com profile] cleolinda's post. Lee Wind has a ton of great books listed. I've already made arrangements with the library system here that, when I'm done, they'll be very happy to take the books off my hands and put them into circulation. Can't ask for more than that from the librarians since they're not allowed to buy any new books right now because of budget cuts. They can, however, use donated books. So I'll have to be gentle with them.

Which leads me to my question for all of you - what are your favorite "traditional published" books featuring gay characters? Can be young adult, fantasy, romance, sci-fi, whatever. Just not an e-publisher since I read so many of those already. I ask for any of them because, for as much as I want to see more LGBTQ characters in young adult, I want to see them in regular fiction, too. And in fantasy. And in romances on the shelf, under the "romance" filing rather than the "LGBT" section. So to help with that, I'll continue voting with my wallet and showing publishers that I will buy LGBT books. Lay your recs on me, oh great and wonderful Flist!
wook77: (assassin's creed: shit just got real)
Anyone going to Star Trek Las Vegas? [livejournal.com profile] elanorofcastile and I are going and I think it'd be fun to meet up with a bunch of slashers. Anyone?

The teaser trailer for Assassin's Creed: Embers is up. here. Oh my heart. Seriously, just gah. This game series just about breaks my heart. I love Altair, don't get me wrong, but Ezio has a special place in my heart. I think it has a lot to do with how much we've seen of his life versus how little we saw of Altair. We've seen Ezio since he was a baby and now we get to see him as an old(er) man.

I think Imma sign up for the Assassin's Creed Big Bang, especially as the word count is a minimum of 4k. Next challenge is all about cliches and I can think of about a billion cliches I'd love to write.

My [livejournal.com profile] biowarebang fic will be posted shortly. We've an extension from the mod and hopefully everything comes together in the next day or so. You should see what [livejournal.com profile] kath_ballantyne came up with, folks. Seriously, her drawings are amazing. AMAZING. I have no words for it. Plus, the fic mixer has some great ideas (and she loved my fic so there's that, too).

I have a huge, ginormous amount of shit to take to the post office now that the post office has found my lost packages. So if I owe you mail, you will be getting it soon.

Work has been ridiculous lately but it's eased up. We've finally closed our fiscal year and can work on July and move on with our lives.

One of the people I loathe at work just turned in her two weeks. I'm sort of ecstatic over it. She's a royal pain in the ass with a giant martyr complex while she also thinks that she is the most amazing person in the entire world. I hate listening to her fucking lectures on how awesome she is and how she knows more than everyone else. Self-absorbed asshole is finally going away. Thank the maker.
wook77: (da2 kiss)
Finished and submitted by [livejournal.com profile] biowarebang fic but it looks like my artist dropped with no notice to anyone. So, um, yayes? This always seems to happen to me. I am normally the one that gets the pinch hit and, in all attempts to not be snarky, you can sort of tell the pinch hits.

The post office is fucking with me, yet again. I don't understand how they can continue to justify their existence when they fail so miserably.

I had a professional photographer come take pictures of my dogs for the "Hot Dogs of Tucson" calendar as I won the page for June. You can see my dogs here. You also get to see bits of my backyard. I'll prolly post a link to the calendar when it's available cause my puppies are the cutest.

I saw Deathly Hallows. As far as I'm concerned, Deamus is now movie canon. I had my qualms with HBP but this one really hit the mark. There were disappointments but for the most part, best acted and best part of the series. I enjoyed it a lot.

I'm writing for [livejournal.com profile] bb_shousetsu for this round. I'm about 90% done with it. Anyone up for a beta of original fic? It's sitting at about 11k right now.

I'm playing through Fable 3 again. I love this game.

Work continues to stress me out. We're closing the fiscal year and it's the worst close we've ever had. I was basically in tears by the end of Friday. So fucking horribly stressful. The weather isn't helping as it's really humid (shut up, 50% humidity is awful) and we've been having major air pressure changes and my head aches all the time from it. I've had a migraine and/or headache since last Saturday and it doesn't look like that's going to change anytime soon.

Date didn't happen. He wussed out about 45 minutes beforehand so whatever. Fuck him.

Thank you for all the chocolate heads, guys! I sent out about a billion of them because they're totally fun :D
wook77: (shelter-see the light)
Spent today working at the main job as my boss is in Bali and I'm doing her job plus mine for three weeks. A bit stressed, can't think, blahblahblah. I literally pulled my hair out in frustration/stress the other day. I watched hair sprinkle down onto my paperwork and realized it was time to take a break.

Today, I came home, and in a fit of "see? I can do shit well, sometimes!", I vanity-googled (as you do. Come on, you know you do it) and found that, a long time ago, I won Best Kiss at the Charlie Awards for a Charlie/Lavender fic I wrote. More to Life. It's a fic I wrote for Daily Deviant awhile back. I sort of like the idea of Lavender haring off to go be a Dragon Tamer. YMMV, of course.

But that got me to thinking about some of the stories I've written. There are two that I've written that sort of squick me at the same time that I sort of really love them. Both are Star Trek. One is Lead Me Not Into Temptation which features Jim Kirk at 13 having sex. Which, um, ew, but... hot. And the other is If It Please Your Father which features George Kirk/Leonard McCoy/Jim Kirk in an incestuous DP(one hole) fic. The idea of dad/son cocks rubbing together in my body is GROSS but in McCoy's? Please and thank you.

So what about you? What fic have you written that you're especially proud of? What one has you wondering WTF you were thinking? What one pushes your limits and/or comfort zone?
wook77: (Diet Coke)
I haven't posted lately because honestly? The only thing going on in my life is work (and not very exciting work at that).

I had my first paid speaking gig on "Employee Engagement: Inspiring Employees to be Well". It's just mindboggling that I get paid to tell people that if they talk to their employees, their employees will talk back.

I've finally finished my [livejournal.com profile] help_haiti fic. It's going to require copious amounts of beta'ing but it's finished. Deamus with a side of Neville/Susan, Dennis/Parvati, Harry/Ginny and misc other characters.

I've also finished both of my [livejournal.com profile] help_nz fics. Woohoo!

I've a prompt for [livejournal.com profile] help_japan which I'm looking forward to writing! I'm claiming my [livejournal.com profile] trekreversebang prompt tomorrow and I have one that I really really want as I've sort of already started writing it :/ Way to put the cart before the horse, wook, you idiot.

Tomorrow shall be spent stitching Star Trek characters.

I think I might have a house lined up for next year. It'll be a rental but, still, I'm finally getting my own place and moving out of my mother and sister's house. I'm stuck until next year as my sister is in school and has no income so they need me to help pay the mortgage. The house is fairly tiny (about 800 sq feet) but it has a nice sized back yard. I worked out the budget for the house and it looks like I can afford it with a little left over, even with quitting Fry's.

Those who know me will be shocked by the following: I have cut my Diet Coke intake down from about two 2-liters a day to 3 cans a day. This is huge. I haven't been getting caffeine headaches with that cutback but I'm going to go for another week before I cut it down to one can a day.

My manager at Fry's was finally able to cut my schedule down to 3 shifts a week. In a few weeks, I'll be back to two shifts a week. That's still more than enough money to afford trips and pay off medical bills so I'm good to go with that sort of schedule.
wook77: (Gambit with Bo)
I started back at Fry's though I called out on Saturday. There were multiple reasons:

1.) My ankle hurt like a bitch.
2.) On Friday, my ankle was swollen enough that the skin looked about to split.
3.) I'm fucking tired.
4.) Wild Wild West Steampunk Convention.

so I went to the Wild Wild West Steampunk Convention and had an ZOMGAMAZING time. I'm really going to get into the costuming. I went to all sorts of panels on prop development and building along with character development and costuming. I've been writing out what my character would be all about. I think she's going to be a bounty hunter - fairly western in her gear, kick ass with a love of shoes.

It tailors in to a friend's (the one that went with me) character sheet of an airship pirate. We've decided that the story of our airship is a team of bounty hunters that fund themselves, in their "off time" as pirates. We met up with a bunch of Tucsonans that want to do more steampunk stuff so we're thinking of getting an airship team together.

I bought a new corset from an amazing company called "Damsel in this Dress". If you need a corset, I cannot recommend her enough. The entire thing was handsewn by her family members off of one of her designs. It's super amazing and can actually be worn as a vest in addition to a corset, all depending on the tightness of the lacing.

I saw a Steampunk Furry cause, yanno, why just pick one (as someone on twitter said)? I was super creeped by the Furry (because he had a giant schlong, srsly) but then, later on, we saw the person inside the costume walking around without the head on and omg. OH EM GEE. The person was like TWELVE. Had to have been under 18 and walking around with a giant FURRY SCHLONG OH JESUS MY EYES AND BRAIN.

My friend, M, and I are also looking to take leatherworking classes because we fell in love with all the various things that people made out of leather there. The prices were freaking ridiculously crazy, though, so I want to learn how to make my own pieces.

If you like steampunk, have you seen The League of S.T.E.A.M.? They do webisodes of them hunting supernatural creatures. One of them had a steam-powered holy water gun. Another had a "baby electric eel" powered stun gun (all right, the baby eels are a 9volt battery inside but whatever, pretend here ppl).

Finally, I bid on a vid at [livejournal.com profile] help_nz and got an AMAZING video for my small donation. find it here and please tell the vidder how awesome she is. She used You Give Love a Bad Name from Bon Jovi and omg, she timed everything so freaking well. akd;lfa;sdlfj I LOVE IT!
wook77: (blow up fandom)
Holy shit, I haven't done a real introduction since 2007 (here though I've obviously edited since then).

As I get new friends from the H50 Friending Meme, I thought I'd update to a new introduction.

under here )

Now tell me about you!
wook77: (christian - thinking)
On Thursday and Friday nights this past week, I volunteered at an emergency shelter. Tucson declared a state of emergency due to the cold and the fact that 14k people were without heat. Unfortunately, the shelter didn't get a lot of usage but, still, awesome idea.

During my time volunteering, I met some amazing people. There was the guy that gave up his condo in NYC to drive around in a beat-up Jeep and camp out in various places around the US. He was appalled that, whenever he asked anyone where the library was, they had no idea. It wasn't just Tucson, it was Seattle and Des Moines and Chicago and Pittsburgh and Philadelphia. We talked about books and writing for hours.

There was the guy that came in that had a bit of gas going into his house but he simply couldn't afford to heat his house. He chatted with me as he walked his cat around on a leash. We had brilliant conversations about his time in the military and how he felt a bit loss because he'd never found a job that fit quite like the military. He had problems relating to people and never once made eye contact with me. He told me that I was the first person he'd talked to for more than a few minutes, at least in three years. Three years of not having anything more than a cursory conversation with someone.

There was the homeless man who had a service chihuahua. The dog was there for seizures and for mental health issues. It was freezing so the man came in from the cold only for his dog. If it hadn't been for the dog, he would've stayed right outside, he proudly told me. He was very withdrawn and only responded when asked about his dog.

But the one set of people I met that has me wrenched up in a navel-gazing sort of way was the 13 year old girl I met. (I'll call her "A") She came in with her father and they had two cats that walked on a leash. One was fixed and the other wasn't. It wasn't until they'd been at the shelter for three hours that she gave an interview to one of the reporters that showed up. When the reporter asked her how long they'd been without gas, she looked at him, blinked and said that there was plenty of gas in their car. It's just it was nice to sleep in a real bed.

A and her father (always father, never dad or daddy. always father) had been living in their car for two months. This time. They'd had a place for a few months before that but before that, they'd been living in the car. In the past year, she'd been living in the car over 6 months. A car.

Both her and her father had very limited social skills. The first night, they barely talked to anyone. They were polite but withdrawn. A was proud to admit that she'd started her first college class (13 and going to college and homeless). Other than that, they didn't speak. The second night, I greeted them by name, ushered them into the shelter with a smile and found myself talking to both her and her dad. It was hard to navigate the conversation, to keep it away from things they found intrusive (questions like, "are you warm enough here" and asked because the first night, the boiler malfunctioned and the place's temperature sank to 55, was far too personal). I talked to them about their animals and the importance of spaying and neutering. The father mentioned that one of my co-workers had mentioned a free neuter but he wasn't interested. We talked about health risks and ensuring that the animals kept all their shots up to date.

I took a moment to introduce everyone to my replacement, ensuring that my replacement volunteer knew the minefield and could make better decisions than I had the night before, and went on my way.

This morning, I got a call from the co-worker (who is a high mucketymuck at work and not just a grunt like me) that the father had agreed to neuter his cat and that it was all "your fault". I've never been so grateful to hear the words "your fault".

But, really, I wonder about the impact I had. Anyone who has been on my flist for awhile can tell you that, every year, for my birthday and for Christmas, I ask people to give to the needy, to look through their closets and downsize their stuff. I ask people to donate to local charities and take the time to volunteer if they can. I'm really good at the lip service to these causes.

However, I've learned that I still suffer from the "not in my backyard" syndrome. Sure, there's a problem with homeless families but, really, not in Tucson. We're a very generous small city. And, really, if it's a homeless family, it's female-led. That's why it's important to have safe places for families to go. Except that most homeless shelters don't really plan for male-led homeless families so where did this father/daughter combo have to go that wouldn't separate them?

The other part that really got me was that each person that I spoke to told me about how awesome the libraries are, how important they are for a safe haven and the opportunities they presented. To A, they meant a place where she could work on her college and high school classes. To the traveler, they meant a place where he can get a book, brush up on his skills and take a moment to rest somewhere warm/cool. To another gentleman, they meant a place where he could just be. It was rare that I heard about the importance of the books but, instead, they talked about the librarians that helped them without judgment and the rare one that did judge. They talked about how it was a shame that libraries weren't treated with respect anymore. They talked about how people abuse the library, stealing books that others want to enjoy.

And I sat there, knowing full well that I owe twenty-five dollars in fines to the library that I can easily repay but I've been too fucking lazy to do and I was so ashamed at that moment (and now). So, Monday, I'll be calling the main branch and having my credit card charged for my fines. I'll be making a donation, too. I'm going to work harder at my classes.

I'm reassessing what I've been doing and how I look at the world. It's all navel gazing but, really, sometimes you need something to rock you out of complacency and I have to thank A for that.

Sorry this is so long and not under a cut but it feels wrong to hide their stories under a cut. These people are hidden away so much by society already that I feel ashamed for trying to hide them again. So, no cut and you can flay me for it, if you'd like.
wook77: (mike lange - witness)
Many thanks for your good wishes yesterday, I needed them this morning!

This hearing was regarding the December 5th accident when a driver from a local transport company decided to make an unsafe lane change, cut me off and then slam on his brakes on a green arrow. Considering he was so close to me that I couldn't even see his license plate, there was no way for me to stop and, thus, I hit him, totalling my poor poor Eclipse.

Anyway, so the cop shows up and asks what happens. He spent about a minute talking to me before spending 10 minutes talking to the other officer that showed up about how she was getting off shift in 9 minutes and how she wasn't "doing no damned paperwork". He proceeded to then spend about 15 minutes talking to the other driver, at one point saying "women drivers, what can you do?". (yeah, he went there)

Then he cited me for failure to control my vehicle to avoid an accident. Which, bullshit. So I went to court at the beginning of January to have a hearing to determine if I could have a hearing (yeah, you read that right). It was deemed allowable and today was the hearing. The officer showed up and started waving about his giant cock of doom with a bunch of "in my 25 years of experience" and "statistics point to". So then the judge asked me about my side. I asked for the video tape from the camera at the intersection. Turns out that the cameras have never been turned on and will not be turned on in the foreseeable future.

Anywhhoooo, I told the judge what happened, mentioning that the other driver crossed a giant divider that should've functioned the same as a concrete divider Gandalf-style "YOU SHALL NOT PASS". Judge asked me if I mentioned this to the police officer and I told her that he'd spoken to me for less than a minute before doing the citation. She asked him about the investigation and then, before I could say anything else (ie, BULLSHIT on his investigation. He didn't do ANYTHING he said he did), she said she was ready for her ruling.

Not only did she dismiss the charge but she also cautioned the police officer to do a more thorough investigation in the future before wasting the court's time. :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D AND I didn't even have to tell her about his "women drivers" comment! So all charges dropped and my insurance will not go up as this is not a chargeable offense to me as the court officially decided on that. :D

Still, I'll be driving like grandma as soon as I get my car back. I have a feeling, from his infantile reaction to the ending (he slammed his hand against the table and the swiped his papers off the desk before stomping to the door), that he'll be looking for me.

Under the cut is a picture of my poor car :(

Mah Poor Thunderlicious )

And since it's been requested - under this next cut is an x-ray picture of my ankle with the pins in it. Considering I faint at the sight of blood, I have to say that this isn't all that gruesome.

Mah Poor Ankle )

So yeah. Today wasn't a bad day. Plus, it was super productive if just because I wore heels for about an hour and a half today. It was AMAZING even if it hurt eventually.

I just wish it wasn't so cold. My ankle aches so bad with the cold. It topped out at 34 today here in AZ. No thank you.

Who else watched the Penguins game tonight?! Dude. Brett Johnson is my hero! I ♥ him so much. Freaking goalie fight, man. It was literally two hits - Johnson hitting DiPietro and then DiPietro hitting the ground. AHAHAHA AWESOME

ETA: It's already on youtube God I love the age of the internet. I could watch that all night.
wook77: (Chin can mount my bike anytime)
I spent yesterday in a round of awful errands. First up was waking in a panic as my sister's dog fell out of the car and my mum freaked. So, after getting him in the car, again, then dressing, then taking hiim to the vet then bringing him home, I got the joy of the DMV.

I needed to get a salvage title so the insurance would give me the money to fix my car. (remember that, it's important...) So I go to the DMV and the lady behind the counter explains to me that I have to get my car inspected to get the salvage title. To get the inspection, my car has to be fixed. This prompts me to explain that to get my car fixed, I need the salvage title. She didn't get it. So I went through the whole thing - to get my car fixed, I need the salvage title. To get the salvage title, I need an inspection. To get the inspection, I need to get my car fixed. But to get my car fixed, I need the salvage title. She finally gets a clue and, after an hour, finds out that she can override the issue that is causing this whole clusterfuck. The issue? Well, 7 years ago when I registered my car, turns out that someone didn't enter "15" in one of the data entry areas. That's it. That was the entire issue. Salvage title in hand, I then proceeded to make the mistake of asking for an updated driver's license. Back to the end of the line I went and, 1.5 hours later, left the DMV.

Only to journey to the post office where I made my third attempt to mail off my final Cross-stitch for the [livejournal.com profile] help_haiti auction. Turns out that Australian post really doesn't like me. $35.50 later, it's on its way to Australia. Hopefully it makes it there. I also mailed off a package for my sister.

Then I went to the bank where I made a deposit for my sister.

Then I went to the grocery store for my sister.

In there, I also went to the doctor's office and got some scans done. I get home, crawl into a bed for a well-deserved nap to replace the sleep my sister's dog cost me and... my sister wakes me up to "say thanks" for running her errands for her. MOTHERFUCKER. Less than half an hour of a nap. She then couldn't understand why I was pissed off about it. WTF?!

Anyway - tomorrow, I have my court appearance for when I got cited when a dude cut in front of me after making an unsafe lane change and then slammed on his brakes on a green light. (Coincidentally, the accident causing the visit to the DMV)

If all things go correctly, I get my car back in two to three weeks. My luck says that it takes longer than that.
wook77: (AZ)
I love my town. I chose to move to Tucson for many (and varied) reasons, not the least of which was the weather. More than the weather, though, is the relaxed atmosphere, the fantastic people and the fact that Tucson skews towards the higher educated and more liberal than the rest of the state of Arizona. It's got a small town mentality in a small city. People hold doors for other people. Random strangers ask how you are and you can tell they actually care.

So when I hear Keith Olbermann say "let's make sure another Tucson doesn't happen", it breaks my heart. I'm proud of the fact that Tucson was the only county, across all age groups, to vote against the marriage definition act a few years ago. I'm proud that Tucson has a vibrant artistic community. I'm proud that Tucson has a fairly liberal attitude about immigration reform and that our Sheriff has refused to enforce SB1070 (the "show me your papers" law) and that City of Tucson Police officers were the first to file suit AGAINST SB1070.

But more than my own pride in my chosen hometown, I have to say that Keith Olbermann's special comment today resonated. We have to do something about hate-filled vitriol. We have to do something to keep others from getting shot.

Because today was horrifying. It's been an emotionally draining day filled with ups and downs. This morning, my Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords, was shot, point blank, to the head. A 9 year old girl standing next to her at the meet-and-greet event was killed by a gunshot wound to the back. Five others, most of whom are senior citizens, were also killed. There are a total of 19 victims today.

Arizona has some issues, I freely admit it. We've got wacko concealed-carry laws, ironically passed with the idea that if any citizen can carry concealed, then these mass shootings won't happen because the citizenry can defend itself. We've got crazy immigration bills and Minutemen on the border (Minutemen who happen to like to sell drugs and murder people, too). We've got lots going on down here. I can see the warts.

Part of those warts are the hate-filled vitriol that happens on all levels and by all sorts of people. From Sarah Palin putting a target on Gabrielle Giffords to Jesse Kelly offering a fundraising opportunity complete with shooting weapons with taglines of getting rid of Gabby to the insurance adjustor who came out to look at my car and her comments that "what do a bunch of towelheads know about fixing cars", it's everywhere and it needs to stop.

And what is ironic is that those that are bemoaning how "the left" is leaping to conclusions that link hateful vitriolic nastiness to this shooter are the same people that think that the Arabic people have a hive-mind and all believe in the crazy ideologies that tell them to shoot their senators. The same people that are shouting the loudest that this guy has to be just some random fringe loony are the same people that say that all Mexicans are here to take our jobs, rape our women and kill our economy. And by "ironic", I mean double-standarded and ridiculous.

I don't think that Sarah Palin actually meant for people to pull guns and shoot people just like I don't think that Rush Limbaugh or Glenn Beck or Bill O'Reilly want it to happen, either. But when you're constantly encouraging violence, you can't be surprised when violence actually happens. And if it can happen in Tucson, it can happen anywhere.
wook77: (bffs)
An update about moi in the continuing saga of "wook has no luck".

I had my ankle surgery on Friday. It freaking hurts but I started putting weight on it Saturday as I walked around the house. I did stairs tonight! Which means 2 things: 1.) my own bed and 2.) SHOWER! or, at least, partial shower! I just had to wrap the right leg in a garbage bag and tape it off so it doesn't get wet and then I'm able to shower. woooohooo!

I now know how gross my hair gets after 4 days of not washing it. The answer is "very gross".

My chest still aches and so does my left middle toe. My knee, hips and wrist also still hurt but everything is slowly feeling better. I have bruises on my bruises.

I keep falling asleep like an old man. I'll be in the middle of a conversation and just pass right out. Awkward... I think I've gained weight, too, considering that I've been flat on my back for almost a week.

Worst part is that the package I keep trying to ship to Australia keeps coming back to me. So I emailed the poor lady to tell her about the two different accidents and now she's had one of her own. It's like I'm a vortex of suck :( No one else has been dragged in, have they?

I go to pick up my handicapped tag at the DMV tomorrow. I have to finish shopping for my family.

I am finished with classes for the semester. I still haven't completed my background check to take a class next semester. This is rather hilarious in a burning irony sort of way. I am taking a class on sexuality (it has a really long title but it's basically about LGBT sexuality) and the only place that it's offered is on the local Air Force Base. LOL at the DADT and sexuality class collision. Except DADT got repealed! WEEHEE!

IDK if I've ever mentioned this here but my father is a very narrowminded Republican. We had a great discussion on why DADT is a bad idea and why equality matters. I think I actually got through to him. I know, color me surprised.

And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to finish curling up in my own bed. Me/my bed are OTP *snuggles*
wook77: (mike lange - you'd have to be here to be)
My life is a soap opera. On December 5th, I had a minor accident, making my record 10 car accidents not my fault. Basically, some dude attempted a left turn from the straight ahead lane right in front of me. Only, instead of continuing his turn, he stopped dead. On a green light. Fucker. So I dented my hood. Got a call today from the shop that it's been at since that the adjuster FINALLY came out and wants to total my car. I cannot afford to do that. UGH.

But it gets better. I was in a rental since 12/5. However, on Monday night, I had ANOTHER car accident. This one totaled my rental car. I was heading west in the straight-ahead lane when a fucker made a left turn in front of me. I had the rightaway but he decided to tag along on a dude that was cutting it really close. I was going about 45 mph and ended up with a broken right ankle, a broken middle toe on my left foot, major chest pains, bone bruises on all my ribs and my sternum, a torqued right hip, a torqued right knee, a torqued right wrist. My hips are also shredded from the seatbelt.

I need surgery on my ankle, which I find out tomorrow how bad my surgery will be. I will either need a pin, a plate, or a plate AND a pin. I basically broke my tibia where the little stickyout bit on your inner ankle is. I spent 7 hours in the ER on Monday and liveblogged it for the poor people that follow me on Twitter. They now allow smartphones in the ER. Guess I don't need to pretend to be the nanny anymore? :P

I'm on percoset which keeps making me dizzy but isn't doing much for my ankle. The break wasn't too awful comparatively until I got home from hospital on Monday when I wacked it against concrete. That was followed up by my dad tripping over my foot the next day.

I'm somehow supposed to be using crutches except for the fact that I have a broken toe on my "good foot" and no chest muscles. I can't even wash my own hair. It's the little things you miss, you know? So humbling not to be able to shower without assistance. My mum had to wash my hair. My sister has to lift me in and out of bed. I can barely hobble into the loo.

All this aside, I'm better off than I could've been. There was a dude that OD'd next to me in hospital. Then there was a dude that was airlifted into hospital that was bleeding out across the hall from me. So, in the scheme of things, I'm better than I could've been. Honestly, the worst part (besides the throbbing ankle) is that I was stuck in a neck brace for over 5 hours and I wasn't allowed to pee for 6 hours. I was pretty shocky that first night so the pain didn't really register.

The lolarious part is that they actually had to pry my phone out of my hand to treat me. I freaked when they put it out of reach. Poor nurses having to deal with freaking out wook :( I feel awful for them. My mum stayed with me and did a great job holding it together. She only cried once. I guess I looked pretty bad at first.

The best part is that I've been inundated with lots of love, some from very unexpected sources. Coworkers at both jobs have sent flowers and stuff. If only they would send frozen Snickers bars :P

Anyway, I could use some good thoughts out into the universe because, srsly, I am having the worst karma ever right now.
wook77: (mike lange - hunt moose on a harley)
omg, with the memes again. wtf, self?

Sorry, I have fic coming, promise.

Until then... stolen from someone on the flist...

Go to google and type in "you know you're from [state]" and bold the things that apply to you

you know you're from Pennsylvania if... )

I am so embarrassed by all the language ones. I say all those things if you get me especially shitfaced and around someone from PA. It's awful. I start sounding all PA Dutch when I've worked so hard to get that crap outta me. [livejournal.com profile] kerryblaze - don't even try this the next time we get together. I will hurt you :P

And I really miss chicken corn soup from a firehall. Like bad. Like bad enough that I'm actually talking about a "food trip" with my mum wherein we visit tons of our favorite food places and eat and eat and eat and eat.

Funny story tying in to You live within two miles of a plant that makes potato chips, corn chips,pretzels, candy, or ice cream, or that packages turkeys, beans, or bologna.

I grew up in farming country near Carlisle, PA. For a school field trip in third grade, we went to a cemetery to see the Molly Pitcher Memorial. Did I mention the fact that there was an entire group of small children being dragged through a cemetery? Then, for lunch, we walked across the street to the Kunzler Hot Dog Factory where we got to watch them grind up the beef (they had artwork featuring farm animals hanging on the walls, too. So, just in case you weren't certain what they were grinding up, there were cute little pictures of pigs, chickens and cows on the walls as helpful reminders), "slide" it into the intestinal sheaths before steaming them and then the factory manager trooped us all upstairs where we got to eat the hot dogs we just watched get made.

Not only did I have one of the worst field trips ever, but I didn't eat hot dogs for years afterwards. It was that traumatic. What's the worst field trip you ever had? Let's compare childhood traumas.
wook77: (sandwich tiem nao?)
Random RL Update:

This past week was my first week of only 10 hours at Fry's. It was lovely. Unfortunately, this week, I have 10 hours at Fry's again but... also classes. I'm taking a class on racism and minorities and then another on marriage/sexuality/family.

They should be very interesting, don't get me wrong, but I'm a little O.o over them, at the same time. I can't say that the racism class sounds fun but I am interested in expanding my horizons.

Yanno, there was this discussion awhile back on whether slash is good for anything other than women getting their jollies off or if it's helped the LGBTQQ cause. I'd like to think that it has if only because fandom (not m/m romance in general but fandom) has this amazing capacity to widen horizons and illustrate exactly what these things mean IRL. Before fandom, I gave quite a bit of lipservice to equality but, because of fandom in particular, I'm now out there protesting SB1070 and marching in the Gay Pride parade in Tucson. When Prop 201 (Arizona's proposition defining marriage as between a man and a woman) happened, I joined the protest downtown and immediately got involved. So I have to say that fandom has definitely changed my perspective, given me causes I believe in and widened my horizons. Without fandom, I'd still be aimless and wondering just what it was that I could get passionate about. Now I know. So, thanks, fandom.

Anyway, back to real life... work is no longer crushing my soul even though our annual audit starts tomorrow. (FYI: I work for a non-profit and we have our financial statements audited once a year to maintain our 501(c)3 status and high rank on Charity Navigator) I'm finally finding my groove in my new position and feeling less overwhelmed by all the things I need to do.

I'm not feeling sleep deprived and that's really resulted in a higher level of cognitive skill. I'm almost done with my [livejournal.com profile] help_haiti fic that I owe. I've finished two fics over the past week and a bit (in two fandoms, btw). I've been able to keep up with all of you for the past week and have actually commented in your LJs. IDK if this will keep up once I'm back in school once more but I'm definitely enjoying the ability for now.

I've also organized and found about a billion things that I'd promised to mail and hadn't. Add in that I also received a horribly mangled box (complete with unhelpful "we're so sorry but we have high standards REALLY!!!!! This never ever happens except this one time!!!!" note from the USPS) and I'm thinking my trip to the post office and UPS store tomorrow will be absolutely nightmare-ish. So, if I owe you mail, I'm very sorry and it's coming.

This weekend, I organized my room and watched a bunch of older movies. Next weekend, I organize my music files and finally add them to the new computer (yanno, the one I bought in like May).
wook77: (star wars: shut it)
On a more "let's catch up cause I haven't posted in ages" post... I'm currently killing myself on my classes. My Psych 101 class is fucking RIDICULOUS. There are 4 exams every 3 days. There are two homework assignments, 1 paper, and ten discussion questions. That's for just one class.

My Human Sexuality class is extremely interesting but it's also sort of ridonkulus amounts of work. There's about 4 a week in that one plus about 3-5 papers. Then there's also 4 discussion questions where I have to respond to 4 other responses per question.

Plus - in my Psych class - I've had to explain slut shaming and rape culture already. Dude. WTF.

I'm just overwhelmed.

BUT! I have 2 full weeks off of Fry's remaining and I'm taking advantage of it, lemme tell you. SLEEP! Homework! Writing! I signed up for the Reel Star Trek challenge. I also have moar Bakery AU fic done up. AND! I'm writing a mirrorverse fic.

It's so nice to have a bit of free time.

I had a date. It, um, was interesting? He doesn't have email and he doesn't have any minutes for his cell phone. Dude. If you can't afford your cellphone, how the hell do you think you can afford me? I mean, srsly? A cell isn't all that expensive. Then he was sort of really pushy at the end of the night and he emo'd about me leaving to visit [livejournal.com profile] elanorofcastile. THEN, as it was a double date, I was trying to have a conversation with the other people at the table and he totally kept talking over me and going on and on about how smart I am instead of FUCKING LISTENING. So not fucking cool. AND, somehow, I have to extricate myself gracefully from a second date because he works with me. This is why I don't date people I work with. I so totally knew better but I wasn't certain if it was a date so I went, just in case it wasn't.

As far as the recent kerfluffles and shit going on - I just want to say - If people are telling you that they're hurt by your words, you probably shouldn't use snide, condescending language as you explain, over and over, how you didn't hurt them. You do not get to dictate their response to your words. Instead, why not try saying "I'm sorry I hurt you. That was not my intention" and leave it at that? Or would that be too nice and polite for you?
wook77: (Diet Coke)
I'm currently in Raleigh-Durham with [livejournal.com profile] best_of_five. I've had lunch with [livejournal.com profile] karaz and [livejournal.com profile] ficlette and omg, do I love the people here :D Having a great time... now if I could just work less on both work and homework and work MOAR on writing my [livejournal.com profile] trekreversebang because omg, wtf, self?! Get that shit done! You're posting soon!

Anyway, I got an email from my mum this morning. She was watering plants right outside our sliding glass door and, in the corner (between the glider and the rocking chair and underneath about 10 plants in varying heights), my mother spots a baby rattlesnake. So she does what anyone would do and slides the furniture away from it, removes all the plants and plant stands and then, using a medium-sized dog dish, slams a dish over the snake and then covers it with pavers and rocks to keep the snake under it. Wouldn't anyone? I mean, I'd totally give a baby rattlesnake eighty billion opportunities to bite me. Wouldn't you?

My mother, unfortunately, wins the distinction of being one of the stupidest people ever with this activity. WHO THE HELL DOES THAT!? And then she got all upset when the firefighter that came to take the snake was all WTF LADY!? She's planning on doing it again if we get another snake. WTFWTFWTFWTF JESUS GOD WTF

Then I'm talking to my sister about the above when my sister mentions a bomb threat at her school. JESUS GOD WHAT IS HAPPENING IN TUCSON!?

When I fly out in the middle of the night on Sunday, I get to Phoenix at like 1130am. Then, from there, off to a nephew's birthday party. 10 hours of travel right into a birthday party for a 4 year old. w00t!
wook77: (earthlogic)
Bought a new laptop today. I'm still obviously getting used to a new operating system, a larger keyboard and nothing on it.

But lemme tell you, I will never buy another computer from Best Buy Ever Again Ever. The people were rude and condescending (at one point, the computer sales person said to me "well, if you were willing to actually spend any sort of money to get a real laptop, we wouldn't be having this discussion"). Then there was the manager who snarked at me that she couldn't change the actual item to match what they'd advertised as the features and I was being "quite demanding" to think that I would get anything other than what they were handing me (well, when I bought it online, it had different features, you dumb fuckup so why don't you consider that?!). All in all, a very poor customer service experience.

That being said, I do enjoy the looks of it and I think I'll get used to Windows 7. I like the larger screen, even if it isn't as large as advertised on the website.

Anyone know of an easy way to move your stuff from your old laptop onto your new one that doesn't involve purchasing a cable?

I'm especially asking about iTunes because a.) moving all those damned music files and b.) my playlists that not only make listening enjoyable but are also the way that I get music on my iPhone (plus my apps!).

I do feel guilty, though, as the old laptop is sitting next to me and is rather forlorn :(. It was such a good laptop but then the keyboard died :(:(:(:(.

And, finally, continuing the spate of random babble about my new laptop - I've picked a name. My first laptop was the Millenium Falcon. My second (and the one staring at me right now) is The Ebon Hawk. This one is the The Pulsar Skate. Oh Wedge Antilles, you are the love of my life.
wook77: (load of crap)
I keep opening this post window, trying to think of something interesting but, alas and woe, I'm stuck on "I'm really tired all the fucking time" and "Dear Lord but my jobs are sucking my soul".

I'm going on vacation on Thursday, so that should be interesting, fun and relaxing. I get to see [livejournal.com profile] best_of_five and meet her mum and sleep on her couch as I'm off to Raleigh-Durham. Anyone in the area interested in a meet-up so [livejournal.com profile] best_of_five can have plenty of bonding time with her mum without me tagging along like an awkward and intrusive third wheel?

My main job had their major special event recently and you haven't had a crazy experience until you see a bunch of rich, old white people (in formal wear!) dancing to Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre singing "bow wow wow". Lulz.

I spent my evening watching Schnidler's List as I have an exam on it... err, tomorrow. I love that movie, don't get me wrong, but I was certainly not in the mood to watch it.

I drove up to Phoenix to visit IKEA and, just like every fucking time I go up to Phoenix, there was a ginormous accident that took 3 hours to get around. IDK what it is about that one spot on I-10 but there've been way too many fatal accidents along there. Freaking dust storms come out of nowhere and blow across the road and no one practices safe driving for it. Hell, same spot had such a major accident that it was featured on all the national news channels here in the US.

I've been getting acupuncture. I'm needle-phobic but as long as I can't see the needle, it seems to be going well. The acupuncturist also started cupping and I'm bruising like a mofo from it. I've been taking different vitamins and herbs and that seems to be helping with the exhaustion. TBH, I think the exhaustion is due to 2.5 years of working 80 hours a week but that's just me. I'm going down to one shift a week starting in June.

I sent the IRS/State of Arizona my direct deposit information so, of course, they mailed checks. Thus, no new computer for me to go to Raleigh with. Considering that my keyboard doesn't work on my current laptop and this sucks DONKEY BALLS.

I have already read 46 new books this year. Alas, I'm only at 19 movies. I have multiple reviews to post.

I went for my first pedicure in 3 years and omg, so good.

I went white water rafting. It was absolutely gorgeous and fun, even when our boat lost half the occupants in a class 4 rapid. My mum ended up going through most of the class 4 on her back, in the water, about 100 yards behind the boat. I sort of maybe totally panicked for a few minutes trying to find my mum in the water. In my defense, I did keep enough peace of mind to hold on to a coworker as she was one of the ejected ones, as well. So, I do well in a crisis but I still fixate on saving my mum. As it should be.

My state has gone crazy with shitloads of crazy that are currently spewing all over the state. On behalf of sane Arizonans, I apologize and would like to remind you that we're not all racist bigots and that we did not elect our governor but plz to be continuing the boycotts and protests. Every little bit helps to get these things repealed.

How're all of you? What's new?

Blargh

Mar. 9th, 2010 09:51 pm
wook77: (malak)
I post, I disappear for two weeks. I post, I disappear for two weeks. I'm starting to detect a pattern.

Work is currently nomming on my brain. Unfortunately, that isn't likely to end as I'm currently working on some major projects that could have a very good payoff for me.

In addition, there's school and the idiots in my class. IE: We were asked about a solution to poverty and one of my classmates responded with "give people more money. People with money aren't poor." Cause, yeah that'll work. UGH. And all the responses were similar.

Anyway, I have fic. I have LOTS of fic. I have fic that I got back from beta a week ago and I have fic that needs to head to beta. I have fic in journals and on receipts and in books. I have fic everywhere but just no time to transcribe and tweak. Tonight is a rare night off and I'm totally transcribing it.

Did I mention that the keyboard on my computer died on Sunday? Only like 12 keys work on it. I've tried everything and nothing worked except plugging in a USB keyboard. I just hope that the Ebon Hawk holds together until I can afford a new computer. I figure if its namesake could have rocks crush it on Malachor V and fly off into the sunset, then so can my computer, dammit.

I also stitched up two of my four cross-stitched Star Trek character pieces for [livejournal.com profile] help_haiti. The first is a Kirk/Mirror!Spock and the second is Picard/Riker. I just have to find my freaking frames and mail them out and then I shall post photos. They're seriously adorable, just ask [livejournal.com profile] elanorofcastile.

I have missed bunches and bunches of your lives and I apologize profusely. I do not blame you for thinking I'm a douche.

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