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Still tired, can't really brain. And have I mentioned lately that my life is kinda odd, but awesome? It is, believe me. I'll tell you people more about it at some future date. Oh! Remember that Club V is tomorrow night at Neighbors' Underground, and all of you Seattle-types should go. Yes, you should. Don't argue with me. So, peeeektures! Firstly, a gratuitous cute cat photo:
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Yes, this is relaxing for the boykitties.
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( Behind the cut-tag, three SFD photos! )Tags: kitties, picspam, sfds Current Location: Connector Bus, wheee!
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Today I walked out of my building (to go to the building across the street that has the good Mexican food in their cafeteria), and was greeted by the sound of ... bagpipes. The really surreal part? Wondering if the bagpipes were being played by a guy I once worked with who kept his set of bagpipes in his office. Bagpipes. --- Dear Female Co-Worker I saw in the cafeteria, Yes yes, my wardrobe is very confusing to you. However, I am as equally confused as to why you thought that a denim micro micro-mini (with a ragged, "distressed" hem), a white almost-but-not-quite sheer sleeveless blouse, and black patent 4" spike-heeled sandals are appropriate to wear to work. Even at a place with no dress code. (Seriously, what she was wearing would be fine if she was going out clubbing and looking to hook up. I dunno, maybe I'm being unreasonable. But damn that was a short skirt. With raggedy strings hanging from the hem.) --- EDITED TO ADD: Oh dear. According to some mainstream fashion magazines, grunge is coming back as part of the 90s nostalgia wave. No. No, thank you very much. Tags: fashion snark, workplace hijinks Current Location: Deskville Music: If You Leave - O.M.D
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::points at icon, giggles::
::looks over at smu, apologizes::I was completely unaware that there's this whole meta-fandom thing going on with the Twilight series. Well, maybe not quite meta-fandom, but anti-fandom with a dose of meta. People who have been very active in other fandoms, banding together over snarking about Twilight, but not trolling the actual earnest fans of the series who aren't on the "Good god, you have to read this! It's so amazingly ... crap! Your head will explode! It's funny!" bandwagon. Which leads to things like the icon on this post. If you want more info, head on over to this post in cleolinda's LJ, and marvel at the REALLY BAD Entertainment Weekly cover. Hoo-boy. Did you people know that various bookstores are going to be holding Twilight PROMS to celebrate the release of the 4th book? The U-Village B&N is one of them. minim_calibre thinks I should show up in my usual clothes, but with a dusting of shimmery powder on all my exposed skin, and wearing my fangs. I, while curious to see the spectacle and madhouse that this event might be, am not going to be doing that. It edges a bit too close to making fun of the fans of the series, and I try not to mock anyone for whatever their interests are. I may shake my head sadly and wish they had latched on to other things to be obsessive about, but I don't want to do anything that would ruin their fun. But oh god. Sparkly vampire prom. It might look a bit like this photo, now that I stop to think about it. Which, btw, neatly illustrates why I don't have a leg to stand on about mocking people for their dorky interests. I too have gone to a vampire prom. We just weren't spaaaaaarkly. Tags: snark, vampires Current Location: Deskville Music: Sticks and Stones - The Pierces
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I would say that I'm doing my best impression of a zombie editor for no reason, but there is a reason: PMS. Ahh, the joys of being female. Last night was the irrationally cranky (which I soothed with hair dye, Sweeney Todd, and trashy vampire novels); today is the oh god I want more sleep stage. Which is a problem, really, because I have meetings to go to AND I start learning how to do stuff using Visual Basic 2008. Considering I have only a vague knowledge of programming, this should be ... interesting. Yes, I think that's the word I want to use here. All of you people with actual programming knowledge, pray for me. Or point and laugh, which I'm sure some of you are doing right now. Tags: bleah, rambling, tired Current Location: Deskville
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I had no idea this catalog existed until icprncs posted about it, curse her. Stripey jacket! (clicky-link!) The wrong colors, of course, but good lord, how pretty is that? (Very pretty, and you people know it.) That's it. I need to find some b&w wide-striped silk, and commission a jacket from one of the many talented designers I know. Then it will be exactly what I want, and I'll be able to stop looking. (Yesyes, I have the amazing and lovely Cupcake Gothic striped polonaise that kambriel created for me, and I grin and clap my hands every time I look at it. But that is a formal outfit, and I want an everyday striped silk jacket, too.) (I swear, I do have other stuff to write about than shallow fashion wittering. It's just that the shallow fashion stuff can be written very quickly, while the other topics are things I want to spend some time on.) Tags: clicky-links, coveting
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I know the chances of any of you finding these shoes in a size 8 AND not wanting to keep them for yourselves is really really remote, but hey! If I don't ask, there's no chance of me getting them, right? So! They were made in 1989, by Prima Royale. If any of you find them in a size 8, GRAB THEM FOR ME. I will, of course, pay for them and shipping costs, and send you presents. Look! Bat shoes!  I owned a pair of these exact shoes in 1989 (a present from my parents), and wore them to death. I have been looking for another pair for ages and ages. Every time I find a pair (like I did tonight at the Redmond Goodwill), they're TOO GODDAMN SMALL. (Did that stop me from buying them tonight? What are you, crazy? I will build a shrine to them in the hopes that there's some tiny fragment of truth behind the idea of cargo cults. Having a replica of the shoes I want will make them magically come to me, I KNOW IT. DO NOT TRY TO CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE.) Tags: coveting, shoes, shopping
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