local article on the two towers quoting my dadddeeeeeeeeee

i woke up to find it at my place at the table. my daddy thoughtfully folded it so i could see his name, and those of our other friends. the whole thing is written with quotes from big!gay!andy and my daddy and andy duncan (aka important writer andy) (and one more dude we don't care about). ( about my daddy's cuteness. )

so, cast of article:

my daddy
big!gay!andy is daddy's friend from work for whom i was doing photocopying all last summer >.<.
important writer andy (aka andy duncan) was nominated for a nebula, and won the john w campbell award for best new sf writer, blah blah.

the time has come: two towers arrives in theaters with much anticipation by a staff writer, lalalaa

( complete text of the article with the names changed to the above to amuse me )

neato writing stuff heads up: random name generator

http://www.xtra-rant.com/gennames/

go there! it's a random name generator, and there're drop down lists. you can choose the types you want and how many to return. fun fun. useful for writers, yes? yes. whee. daddy sent me the link--someone on a list posted the link. his son did the coding. tralala.

hee. Laree Kemble! Bobbye Sutorius! Audria Seelig! Beaulah Harper! Terica Burney.

this rocks. whee.

just stop

i have--well, had a minute ago--a lapful of mostly compliant puppy and blanket, and simultaneously the blues. i shouldn't be throwing minor tantrums--in fact, i'm still kinda loopy and dizzy with ecstaticness, but i suppose my brain shorted out there, unable to handle the ecstasy. because instead i'm busy being depressed that it's going to be, um, like, 20 days until i can go, and so i have the blues! gasp. not really. i don't know. but i want my waxlet, who is so close and yet so far. i was just chatting with mece and she's THERE now (or, maybe not anymore but she was) but his wife needed the computer. close and yet far, see. i should be writing an essay today, not daydreaming wistfully or mournfully or whatever i'm doing.

oh, and we're not seeing ttt on friday after all. important andy has it scheduled for saturday and that's cuddlepint's slumber party, the 21st. which is, i think, also when you return, guinevere33? still jetlagged, though, i'll bet. maybe we can have our slumber party with due south bloopers sunday? waxlet's working solid now until christmas.

but fear not, faithful fen. we'll appear in a yellow and an orange shirt if we're planning to get the sirius/remus story Thing (A Novel) finished by christmas. watch for the hand signals too. ::eyebrow waggle::

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mmmnap cakes. -_- so we can't go to ttt with the new sf club after all, because they're meeting at the same time as lillian's birthday party. i'm trying to talk dad into going friday, though. we'll see.

EEEEEE!

hi.

change of address alert

i'm not going back to school next semester, and i'm going to be stuck here in the pancreas of dixie. those who need to know can discover my new mailing address and phone number via email. they're the same as they were last summer, btw.

puppy quiz--do you know what it takes to be my dog?

1. the ideal place to sleep is:
a) under something, in case any loud noises should occur.
b) the foot of cim's bed.
c) the nearest convenient place. we're not picky.
d) wherever cim most recently was.
e) in contact with some part of cim's anatomy.

2. favorite activity:
a) sleeping
b) eating
c) walking
d) being petted
e) anything so long as it is in the immediate vicinity of cim

3. what do you absolutely refuse to put in your mouth?
a) refuse to put things in my mouth? ::blank look::
b) treats purchased especially for me
c) roadkill
d) anything, including meat, if it is covered in spaghetti sauce
e) medicine

4. what is your name?
a) perry.
b) puppy.
c) pericles.
d) you stupid dog.
e) anything said in a certain tone of voice by cim or mommy.

( and the cutest dog in creation answers... )

holmes/watson?

as far as i'm aware, only two works of sherlock holmes slash exist on the internet: one by pythoness (in lotr; not sure of her other names?) and one, i believe, by telanu. does anyone know of any i've missed?

die die die

yeah, okay. i'm at, say, about 80% of how much little sister and mother melodrama i can take, total, for a year. and it's been... two days.

send help.

i'm losing tolerance in general as a result and inclined to be snappish and bitchy for apparently unrelated reasons when random things remind me of them.

::whimper::

ex:

1. cim glances at dog.
2. cim reads friends list, while cim's brain goes, 'dog, dog likes walk. cute dog.'
3. cim reads another bit of friends list. cim's brain: 'mom apparently actually believes that everyone is out to get her specifically through their dog-walking habits whether they walk the dog (out to get her!) or not (out to get her!).'
4. cim reads another bit of friends list and encounters the word 'tree.'
5. cim's brain has reached the 'OH MY GOD HOW CAN SHE AUUGH' stage of the mom-train of thought. cim's brain goes, 'i saw a tree while walking the dog.'
6. cim snarls at whatever happens to be closest (in this case, the dog).

EVERYTHING IS ANNOYING. EVERYTHING SHOULD GO FUCK OFF AND DIE, AS LONG AS I LIVE IN A WORLD WHERE EVERYONE IS SEEING THE MOVIE A DAY BEFORE ME, MOM BUYS FOR $70 NONEXISTENT DOLLARS THE UGLIEST PLASTIC CHRISTMAS TREE EVER, DAD SERVES FOR DINNER MOTHERFUCKING BAKED HAM, AND I'M EXPECTED TO WRITE A SPANISH ESSAY. OH, BELIEVE ME, I COULD GO ON.

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found more holmes/watson.

maybe this late in life thing of mine is a kink.

a lot of it seems to be bad. ::reads anyway::

still unreasoningly annoyed. no idea why. melodrama? melodrama annoys. people who disagree with me? also annoying. hm. maybe i should... eat a balanced diet or something. maybe i should go to finland nineteen days early. ::mope::

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some holmes recommendations. ahahahahah, there's a LIST? (of course there is.) (ooh look at this one.) maybe i should read the real things first? or maybe i should write my spanish essay. ::stares at the ceiling instead:: i'm going to make a new webpage layout over this break. that should give me something to do.

oh hell, i'm awake. maybe i *will* start the damned essay.

because failing would kind of suck. or go to bed early and write in the morning? no internet until you've written the whole thing? hm.

edit: pythoness's email address is nude-elf@naked-dwarf.net? ... ahahah. rock on.

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christmas? yes. dickens? no. meh. pretty good story, though.

dracula, sherlock holmes, stuff. and zelazny and saberhagen. noooo, not slash! married!

how Utterly Wrong delightfully, uh, postmodern is it to learn about the canons, in detail, of *two* separate pillars of modern literature and culture from the *same* semi-parodic new wave* science fiction source?

i have to state my adoration here for the sherlock holmes of roger zelazny to be found, for instance, in a night in the lonesome october. but far more sublime is the holmes of fred saberhagen's ongoing series of dracula novels, which span a fuckload of history, and, though they begin with the (60 something?) parody of stoker's dracula the dracula tape, eventually create what is probably my favorite protagonist in all the fiction i've ever read, thoroughly fleshed out, brilliantly human and inhuman and old and sometimes chilling, and the crossovers with holmes started with the second novel but didn't stop there--i think he's made appearances in at least two other since then. ahhhhh, fred saberhagen, how i love thee.

there's a new one out soon, isn't there.

::slaps her own wrist:: bad cim! you have no money.

*the new wave happened in the 70s, pretty much. nope, you missed it.

>.> where did my slippers go?

meh.