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I'm constantly getting interrogated about this whenever the subject comes up: why are you so interested in religion if you're an atheist? There tend to be heavy implications of denial on my part surrounding these questions. I try to explain, but I don't think many people get it.
( Of course, when I explain these reasons, I get yelled at. )
Stuff like that? That's why I love religion. :)
Eta: LJ? Why do you keep eating my editing? It's beginning to piss me off.
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| I'm going nowhere... |
[20 Dec 2009|01:40pm] |
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Well, I just posted a rant about Christmas on MySpace. I'll admit, my reasons were a little shallow, a.k.a., trying to drive a point through my dad's thick skull. I think he's still waiting for the day I come home and decide I want to marry and give him three grandchildren. *shudders* I just read a friend's blog on the concept of children and I'm still shivering. ( Military rant went longer than expected... )
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| I can almost see your smile |
[19 Dec 2009|02:48pm] |
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Thank you, Supernatural. Now I giggle whenever I pass any place selling rock salt.
Thank you, Yu-Gi-Oh. Now I feel sorry for the pharaoh in Exodus.
Thank you, Naruto. I still crave ramen.
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| Wings colored with a red spray |
[18 Dec 2009|08:09pm] |
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I'm trying very, very hard not to rant about Christmas as I feel there is enough negativity floating around without me adding to it. Feel free to just insert a rant here and add "fuck" or "fucking" every other word. And...I'm going to quit on that note, because I feel myself starting just from that.
All my plans for this weekend are dead. Thank you, snow. Funny thing is I never have plans for the weekend. Ever. I had a back-up plan, even, and the snow killed that, too. Whee. I'm still getting bitched at for not visiting anyone on Christmas. My uncle is going nuts because he's going to go to Florida on Christmas and was apparently under the impression that if he didn't, I was obviously going to spend it with him. My dad is trying to figure out a way for me to come visit when I've already told him that I was going to visit New Years and not before.
Honestly, the only reason I like Christmas is that I have an excuse to give people stuff, even if it's just fic. That's it. Maybe I would be annoyed less if people acted more cheerful and optimistic, but that's not the case. Instead, I can mail people cards and fics and buy small presents for my family and friends. And I'm cutting that off before the rant I cut off earlier tries to resume.
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| Because Sharing is Caring |
[13 Dec 2009|11:57am] |
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Okay, first off, this rec is ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) artimusdin's fault. I can't even remember the last Naruto fic I read, but this is some awesome crack. It's also made me consider catching up on the Naruto manga...kinda like I need to catch up on the fma manga. *coughs*
Since I'm sharing fun stuff, I also want to spread the trauma. Calypso is back in heat, and she and Angel have tried to get it on every time they were both conscious enough and energetic enough to do so. Cal is an eight pound feline, while Angel is a fifty pound bitch. I'm pretty sure Angel considers herself a cat, and it explains why she snaps at all the male dogs when they try anything at the dog park.
Oh, and sharing some more humor, too: there was some nasty freezing rain/sleet this morning, and it froze the sidewalks and roads. I learned this before I took Angel for her walk but didn't think it was that bad. I was wrong. Angel bolted out the door at her usual breakneck speed...and ate cement. Twice. *still chortling*
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| SPN: "Pulling Heaven Down" |
[12 Dec 2009|12:59pm] |
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Fandom: SPN
Title: Pulling Heaven Down
Pairing: implied wincest
Rating: R
Warnings: Spoilers for 5.08, dark, implied character death.
Summary: Sam is no one’s puppet now. It’s not like Ruby. He is Right, now.
( Pulling Heaven Down )
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| Trace your body in the air |
[10 Dec 2009|09:27am] |
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Thanks, LJ, for not only the 49 emails in my inbox this morning, but also for completely eating the editing of that entry. I was just trying to put a new link in it. Why did you feel the need to destroy the editing on the opposite end of the post?
*looks outside* Driving is going to be awesome today. Oh, yes.
Surprisingly, Angel is still alive and with us. The surprise is two-part: that she didn't get sick eating that box of chocolates that I was pretty sure was out of her reach and was meant to be someone's Giftmas present, and that I didn't kill her for the sheer destruction she caused getting to the chocolate. I've been trying not to do it, but whenever I leave now, Angel is going in her kennel. You brought this on yourself, girl.
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| Happy B-Day! |
[10 Dec 2009|08:59am] |
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Happy b-day, kageotogi! *throws confetti and froot loops* One step closer to world domination...or something like that. :D
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| Just wrap me up in chains |
[09 Dec 2009|11:27am] |
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I submitted a poem to Callused Hands, and apparently it didn't suck too much, as they're going to publish it. :) I'm actually going to have published poetry! Whoo!
As sad as this sounds, showing off my poetry scares me more than showing off my fiction, even if I have to be very, very careful as to who sees my fiction IRL. It's not so much of a fear of quality (how can you improve without constructive criticism, after all?), but just general scarring from seeing other would-be poets in action.
To clarify, an old friend (now ex-friend) of mine decided to be "Goth." I've ranted about her before. Anyway. She decided poetry was part of the whole "Goth" scene and tried her hand at it. She was very enthusiastic about it, I'll give her that...except she, well, sucked. It was the most cliche collaboration of emo that I've ever seen. I also begged her to relax a bit with the rhyme, or at least not have it so forced and obvious. She wrote dozens of poems, all with the same format and theme, generally with the theme being how horrible her life was and trying to make it sound pretty. Poetry for her was along the line of "cutting" herself, i.e., part of the "Goth" scene. (BTW, her "cutting" didn't even amount to papercuts.)
I've seen other people like that, people who started poetry purely because they were trying to fit a particular image, generally emo or Goth. It traumatized me a tad and definitely made me shy about actually showing what I wrote. Am I trying to say that I write better than them? No. In all honesty, my poetry probably sucks horribly. But am I trying to bewail about the horrible tragedy that is my life in strict rhyme? Not quite so much.
If you do categorize yourself as Goth/emo and write poetry, please don't feel like this mini-kinda/sorta rant is aimed at you. This is aimed at the thought of making yourself write in order to fit into a category and punishing others with it.
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| You show no regrets |
[08 Dec 2009|09:48pm] |
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I'm currently preparing Giftmas cards and fics, so if you would like one (or if you know I would specifically like to send you one), please leave your address here. If you've given it to me before and assume I have it...yeah. Let's not assume that. *coughs* Certain people should really know better. If I've written for that fandom, feel free to request a fic for that fandom. :)
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| Faith has been broken |
[08 Dec 2009|06:15pm] |
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My beautiful, quirky Calypso has decided that leaving my side is a bad, bad thing and can only be done a couple of minutes at a time...unless, of course, I'm moving. Then she is happy to let Missy and Angel trip me. *sighs* I kick Angel in the face so often, and she hasn't learned to stay off my heels yet.
But anyway. I wanted to show off my babies. :) Particularly because Cal is being so damned clingy.
( Piccies! )
Everything is under a cut for those who have already seen too many pics of them already and to save your poor f-lists. :)
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| SPN: Castiel/Dean "This I Offer to Thee" |
[08 Dec 2009|06:05pm] |
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Fandom: SPN
Title: This I Offer to Thee
Pairing: Castiel/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: smut, some spoilers for season 5
Summary: It wasn’t like Dean was expecting at all.
( This I Offer to Thee )
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