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Oct. 1st, 2012

My cats are spoilt rotten (100 Things Post #4)*

My attempt at building a Rufus Tower )

Jul. 11th, 2012

My brother's visiting for a week so my online time is severely limited, and I'm missing it like whoa! On the other hand, it's so nice to have him here. We've walked about 20 zillion miles in the past 24 hours and eaten I don't know how many tons of Indian food. My family can do some serious damage to a buffet.

AND he brought me three bags of bite-size Heath bars. Best. Brother. Ever.

I sent him out wandering while I chatted on the phone with a potential client (cross your fingers for me, people, I need him to buy!) and when he gets back tonight we're cooking at home, because he wants to learn to make my bread, and watching Jekyll. I'm kind of boggling that we went from trying to kill each other as kids to this kind of domestic relationship now. It's nice, but a bit unnerving.

We're off to Montréal tomorrow, via Mont-Tremblant - I'm quite looking forward to that - and then spending the weekend at the farm my Summer Palace, where I was last week (and where my kittens still are, because the Ex is evil and refuses to give them back I didn't want to leave them alone during our trip. They like the farm. A lot. Too much, in fact. Behold, the evolution of Timid Cat into Intrepid Wilderness Explorer:

Mar. 16th, 2012

Today's update

Posting three days in a row? CRAZYSKATES! But I'm enjoying the exercise so I'm going to continue even if my life is less than thrilling atm.

Mar. 6th, 2012

The State of Me. Now with Added Cats.

It’s funny how life happens. A year ago, I had just packed up my stuff and was merrily inserting myself into [info]aldiara’s home in New Zealand. It was the start of an incredible year that took me around the world – and although it turned out way differently than I’d expected, the unplanned things more than made up for it!

Now I'm back in the same neighbourhood in Canada - in the same building even - and hoping the magic holds. I’m launching my own business (which is a bit terrifying), floundering a bit without a fandom (being between fandoms is teh suck), and trying to find my place here again. To help me in this, I have two little assistants. So I’d like to introduce you to Sir Alfred and Lord Oliver…

Catspam! )

May. 28th, 2011

More on Melbourne

I want to do a quick trip report before I forget, but just a warning: I'm feeling mopey today. My cat had to be put down today. She had two huge tumours, and the Ex (who's been taking great care of her) couldn't get her to eat anymore. Not even beef jerky, which she'll usually take off a finger for. So it was time... not that that makes it any easier. What makes it even worse is that both my pets had to be put to sleep in the past six months, both while I was away, and I had to leave it to my poor Ex. I am Stella in Sugar Rush. :CCCCCC

(I also got almost no sleep last night because my dorm has been infiltrated by Americans who come in at 1:30am - and bring their friends in!! - to talk about what they're doing the next day. Not whisper, talk, and not using their indoor voices either. And they've spread their stuff out all over the whole dorm. If I end up stepping on their laptops, it's really not my fault; I'm just sleep-deprived. Please, oh benevolent hostel gods, send more Brits, or those nice Polish girls, or ANYBODY other than people who don't have a clue how to travel!)

Anyhow, trip report: Yesterday I did the Phillip Island tour, which is a little island pretty much due south of Melbourne. The trip's about 150km, but we took pretty much all day with stops along the way, including:

1) The Australian Wildlife Park, where I saw all the Aussie critters, from Tasmanian devils (who were decimating a chicken) and dingoes to koalas and wombats. And I got to feed wallabies and kangaroos (and a very greedy horse) from my hand. It was quite the experience - picspam coming soon.

2) Cape Woolamai, the southernmost point of the island, with a gorgeous beach. The water was churning crazily and there were surfers trying their best,but not doing too well at all. (I put my toes in and brrrrr! Antarctic water is cold!

3) The Nobbies, a rugged edge of the island with some amazing rock structures (and a handy walkway perfect for tourists). Kinda reminded me of Northern Ireland/Scotland. Expect loads of pictures of rocks from this stop.

4) The Penguin Parade!!!! This was amazing. They had us sit in bleachers on two sides of the strand. As it got darker they were making announcements (no photographs, don't touch the penguins, etc.) and then, as if on cue, the first raft of penguins came in! There were about a dozen of them - they floated in on the surf and then tried to stand, but some kept getting knocked back, and while they caught up another few would get knocked back. It took quite a while for them all to assemble and then en masse they started to waddle up to shore, right smack between the stands of people. I wanted to cheer!

Our tour guide advised us to leave the stands after seeing the raft come in and go back to part of the walkway where the penguins would march. We did, and waited - along with dozens of penguins who were popping their heads out of the hills demanding that the travellers get home and feed them. Before long the first raft waddled up the path. It was very quiet then - there were just a handful of people there at the time - and the penguins were very relaxed, happy to preen themselves and play/nip at each other. As the night wore on, more penguins came through, but more people abandoned the stands too and it got noisier. (Why can't people just STFU?) Then the penguins would wait until there was a bigger group capable of braving the crowd. But their defense mechanism - freezing and hoping nobody will notice them - probably isn't the best for surviving the wild. They're lucky they have the park wardens looking out for them.

It really was an incredible sight and I'm so glad that I did it. I saw well over a hundred penguins, which is rare for this time of year they said. Whatever the reason, I was very happy about it.

(BTW [info]aldiara,we learned that a single fox can kill 60 penguins in a night. They don't eat them too, they just kill them. I know your domesticated foxes that cuddle in the manner of a cat would never do such a thing, but I can kinda understand why NZ isn't eager to let them in.)

Today was city day. I started out at the old Victoria Market, a huge covered market just on the edge of the city centre. The food part was amazing - so many bakers and butchers and cheesers (I have no idea what they're called) - but the rest was underwhelming. I got a few souvenir gifts but nothing else was tempting. (Notably the market vendors were more restrained than the clerks in stores, which was unexpected.)

Afterwards I went walking down the Yarra River and ended up quite unexpectedly at Eureka Tower. I had a free ticket (part of my tour) to go up, but I wasn't planning to do it. But since I'd stumbled upon it, I thought, "Why not?" It was terrifying (I don't do well with heights) and amazing. It's a great shape, with lots of areas shaped as acute triangles, and they give you a real sense of vertigo. I didn't do the Edge (a protruding glass cube with a clear bottom) because just the thought of that now gives me the shakes. But I'm glad I did the rest!

Then I went to the Museum of the Moving Image. FASCINATING STUFF. General stuff, of course,but really focused on Australian film, with some great features/interviews with people like Baz Luhrmann and Cate Blanchett, and what I enjoyed the most, people who worked behind the scenes and their stories about what film/tv making is all about.

Afterwards there was much strolling around to be done, much sushi to be consumed, and finally much beach walking back in St. Kilda. I also went to see the penguins again - it's becoming an addiction I'm afraid.

I'm still feeling quite mopey, but writing all this out does actually help a little.

Jul. 14th, 2010

Surprisingly sparkly?

I've apparently forgotten how to post in IJ without resorting to rants about stupid people (why do people keep emailing us asking if DeRo have really broken up?) or breaking down into torrents of tears (yes, yes, I am wearing extra mascara for the occasion). So I thought I would try to write something that doesn't have anything to do with obsession or heartache, soapy or RL.

Welcome to PROJECT AWESOMESAUCE in which I will reach for my pink fluffy sky (and then force it on you as you look askance and ask "omg what's happened to Lil?")

Today's happy things are:

  • The utterly delightful little film that I've been cheerleading for, and which we've just submitted to the Reeling Lesbian & Gay Film Festival in Chicago.

    Look at all the utterly sparkly people! *loves beyond belief*

  • "Eve" apples, direct from Aldi's backyard (except not literally because I think all that's in her backyard these days are frost-covered sheep wandering among the rambles of frozen weeds). They're my newest find at Sloblaws, crisp and tart and absolutely perfect.

  • Molly, who's bounced back from her surgery with flying colours and is at this very moment stretching herself over my arm which I obviously don't need to type nearly so much as she needs to use it as a brace to clean her paws.

  • My shiny new purchases of Momo and Neverending Story that just arrived yesterday and are sitting there whispering to me with their tempting voices. Forget your clients, come reeeeeaad ussssss... (Why do my books speak to me in the voice of the One Ring?)

  • Looking at ridiculously overpriced flats in Köln and thinking, "You know, why the hell not?" Money's just money, right?


Yeah, wow, I'm almost feeling like I don't want to cry and/or kill anyone anymore. (Don't worry, I'm sure Show will put an end to that soon and I'll be back to normal!)

Jun. 30th, 2010

Kitty update

I am SO SORRY for not having a chance to respond to all your wonderful thoughts yesterday. Molly is doing well -- after acting all drunken and crazed last night, she's decided that she's sore and wants to cuddle today. I'm keeping a close eye on her so she doesn't lick her stitches too much -- I'm trying to avoid the plastic cone since the last time she wore one she almost hung herself. (Don't ask -- it's something that only my cat is capable of.)

Anyway. Life is hell right now, even without sleep there is no possible way that I am going to get everything done by Friday that needs to be done. Of course, this is the week that DeRo ends and we have all our two-parters and idiots need to be bashed and Eskimos cuddled and I'm not there to do it. A clone, a clone, my kingdom for a clone!

LOLOLOL speaking of, I SAW THE QUEEN TODAY. Yes, Mr. and Mrs. Mountbatten were right outside my apartment. I'm so sleep-deprived that I'd swear I was hallucinating if it hadn't been in the news.

And Unzertrennlich just came up in my shuffle. O universe, you are trying to kill me, aren't you? Excuse me while I hyena myself back into tears.

Jun. 29th, 2010

Vet stuff, the ex stuff, life stuff

Molly McMeow's going under the knife today -- I know good thoughts are at a premium these days, but if you've got any to spare, please send them her way.

And my ex just reminded me why I love him sometimes. When I told him that she was a bit damp and a lot unhappy after I walked to the vets in the pouring rain, he wrote:

Mrrrrggrrrrreowwwwing in the rain, just mrrrrggrrrrreowwwwing in the rain, what a glorious feeling, she's golden again...

and so on... I'm choreographing the dance number now... it'll involve Rudy and lots of puddles!


Man, did I ever need that today.

I am woefully behind on IJ and, well, everything. Time needs to stretch massively before this day is out or I am royally screwed with work. Also, if people could just stop being stupid, that'd be awesome too!

Jun. 21st, 2010

Monday again

A relaxing weekend in the country -- lounging on a friend's deck in the country, drinking kidbooze strawberry-pineapple vodka and grilling amazingly delicious foods -- although well needed, is doing very, very bad things for my productivity today. *sulks at work*

And I need to work harder -- more money more! -- because the golden kitty has another tumour on her belly. We're going to the vet tomorrow to see what the damage will be. And I will totally pay it, because I am a great big suck.

May. 20th, 2010

Silly dog news

OMG you guys, I am unbelievably happy right now. My dog, who's ancient and deaf and almost completely blind and suffering from Dogsheimer's plus goodness knows what else, just shocked the hell out of me. For the past couple of weeks he's been very sick, and as a result hasn't been able to make it up the stairs by himself. Whenever he tries, he misjudges and crashes into them headfirst, or falls and makes my heart stop; more often, he'll look at them in wonder as if he doesn't know what to do with them. I'd gotten used to lugging a 20kg dog up two flights of stairs. But today, after I took him out, he raced right up the first steps into the building. Then he paused for a just a second before taking the next flight up to my floor. I don't know what brought this on, but he is getting all kinds of cuddles right now!

Aug. 8th, 2009

Stuff for my peeps

I'd planned to spend the day reading Merlin Big Bang fics, but then the ex called this morning to remind me that it was Paddy's birthday (he's 10!) and did I want to go with them to the lake? I couldn't resist. So we went on up the line to the Prior and down to Calabogie (whose most recent claim to fame is that they've just added a Nascar collection to their massive adult book/videostore. I'm really hoping it's a separate collection because if there is Nascar porn, I don't want to know). The day was sunny and warm, and Paddy had the time of his life sniffing nasty beachside smells, and I had a cherry slushy from Dairy Queen, and all in all it was just a lovely day.

Here's the birthday boy looking sluttish:


I might also have gotten suckered into getting this. You know, I rarely buy impulsively for myself other than pizza or yarn, but if it's for my critters...

Anyway, I wanted this post to be about some goodies I've discovered, so here they are:

[info - personal] omarandjohnny, did you know there was an Alexander Skarsgård channel? It belongs to the lovely [info - personal] gealach_ros and she's translated a bunch of his hard-to-find Swedish films. My but he is tall and fabulous! If you've not visited it yet, go and stay awhile!

[info - personal] aldiara, I think you might enjoy this clip of Summer Glau dancing. It's a bit rough, but there are some really gorgeous scenes. She's got such exquisite control of her body!

[info - personal] kabal42, this is a few months old so you may've already seen this nice interview with Ben Winshaw.

Which I only came across while watching this interview with Vincent Cassel, who is animated and funny and not at all like I expected from such an intense actor. I don't know who among you are VC fans, but there must be somebody!

And last but not least, Zombies!! (Boosh fans don't miss the last shot!)

Feb. 20th, 2009

My brain's offline but I'm still hyper

Look! Look!




Even more of the happy today. [info]sdk made me a shiny new header for my LJ...isn't it gorgeous? And after seeing her spiffy new layout I'm inspired to tackle my fic journal too.

Let's see, what else? President Obama was in Ottawa today. He wasn't supposed to have any public appearances (hopefully he just came up to smack Harper upside the head) but apparently he ducked his handlers and went to arguably the worst bakery in the Byward Market to buy (stale) maple cookies for his girls. But he had a beavertail too, so he wins points for that.

I can't imagine what it'd be like to have your consumption of a beavertail make the news.

Now my cat's amusing me by hurling herself off the windowsill, stampeding down the hallway sounding like she's wearing four jacktoe boots, then racing back and catapulting back to the window to start over again. I do believe she's completely recovered from surgery now. ;)

Off to hunt down fic now, and have a lovely Guinness, and rest the brain a bit. Love you all!

Jan. 21st, 2009

Mollykoneko

Thank you all so much for your kind thoughts about Molly yesterday. The wee beastie is doing well. They were right, the scar is pretty scary -- it runs the whole length of her body -- but at the moment it doesn't seem to be hurting her too much. Between the time-release pain patch and the narcotic pills she's taking, her condition's best expressed by one of [info]sdk's icons:


by [info]bellearama

She has of course figured out how to wiggle out of her Elizabethan collar and act just pathetic enough to get me to open a can of tuna. Clever girl. But she slept with me last night, and was purring at me this morning (with dilated crazy eyes so I'm not sure if she was seeing me or the bats). I think she'll come out of this just fine.

Jan. 20th, 2009

Kitty report

Mo-kitty went under the knife today -- the vet just called to say that she did well and is waking up from the anesthesia. They keep warning me, though, not to be freaked out when I see the size of the incision. Which of course is the elephant in the room. *freaks out a little* And they had to put in a drain that'll come out next week, and they're pumping her full of IV fluids that'll make her puffy, and giving her a little Elizabethan collar that'll make her bitchy ... she'll be a real bundle of joy when she gets home.

They're keeping her for a few more hours, so while I wait not freaking out being otherwise unproductive I thought I'd toss out a handful of Merlin recs that are absolutely fabulous.

Jan. 15th, 2009

Critter concerns (and a bit of Merlin that you knew was coming)

The mice are back. Molly was going nuts last night, so much so that I got out of bed several times to see what was causing her to stampede through the apartment like a mad thing. I finally gave up and put it down to her just being her normal mad self. Then this morning I found the tell-tale droppings. Not that I can blame the wee beasties for seeking warmth, it's -25 out, but why do they have to find it here with me? I do have a cat, you know.

*glares at ineffectual cat*


Well. On to happier things.


And finally, there's this bit of awesomeness. Doctor Who meets Firefly. *loves*

Right. My head's all kinds of scattered today, what with cat stuff and trip stuff and work, so I'm off to curl up under the blankets with some yummy fic. For such a cracky show, there's some lovely angst coming out of it. Good night!

Dec. 12th, 2008

Picspam

Nov. 7th, 2008

Finally, the weekend!

Hmmm. I took Rudy to the dog park this afternoon, where we met a woman who had a sheltie as well. Sheltie people have to gab, you know, and her dog was *beautiful*. (Unlike my ungroomed mess of a pup.) Anyway, she asked where I lived, and when I told her, she said that she'd been attacked right across the street from my apartment by a man who didn't like her dog being on "his property" (the sidewalk in front of his condo). And when I say attacked, I mean he hit her and had her pinned on the ground. Some people helped her, and the police came and nabbed him, but turns out he attacked another woman with her dog -- and *kicked* her dog several times!! -- before this. He's being charged, but now I'm more than a little freaked out. I walk Rudy along that way a couple of times a day. Or I did, I think I'll be changing my route. WTF is *wrong* with people like that?!!

But on to happier things. First off, it's Friday, how great is that? This week definitely overstayed its welcome. I'm looking forward to a weekend of reading, writing, and brunching with my slasher girls.

Speaking of writing, it's going ... well, it's going. I don't usually do fic recaps here, but I want to keep track of what I've got to show for myself after the first week of WriSoMiFu:

Inevitable (Harry/Draco, R, double-drabble)
Refuge (Draco, Gen, drabble)
Dawning (Deniz/Roman, Gen, drabble)
The Best Thing About Halloween (Harry/Draco, Gen, drabble)

I may be able to add to that total tonight with a longer fic, as I'm so close to finishing another. The ending just keeps eluding my grasp. *wrestles it to the ground*

And I've been reading some amazing stuff recently:

[info]aldiara wrote Different, an Alles Was Zählt fic that just stole my breath away. It does not matter in the least if you don't know this pairing -- this is one of the best first-time stories I've ever read, chock-full of humour and clumsy head-bumps. And if you know the characters at all, you'll see what a tremendous job she does in getting into their heads. It's a scary and beautiful place. Go read it! I command you!

Speaking of smut, [info]pushdragon finally posted the third installment of her Tale of Horns series (here are parts One and Two -- remember the sexy Quidditch calendar? Draco all hot and bothered?) Push says this yummy addition, Claws That Catch, will be her last H/D, which makes me very sad. I think her story The Astronaut Phase will always be one of my favourite tales.

I'm also about halfway through [info]furiosity's Interregnum and I'm loving it. It's all about what would happen if magic was "outed" -- how the world would change. Really different and incredibly imaginative. I'm not holding out hope for a happy ending -- her stories always manage to break my heart at the end, but it's worth it.

~~~~~

And finally, in a desperate attempt to lure my darling [info]goddessriss out of hiding (what are you doing? admit it, you're already putting up Christmas decorations, aren't you?) I wanted you to know that your Renaissance man John Cusack also writes poetry. And it's not bad!



Hope you all have wonderful weekends. Be nice to dogs!

Oct. 7th, 2008

Dear John

It's a John Barrowman kind of day -- I cannot resist posting this picture:


(From a quite nice interview in the Daily Mail.)


And I watched the latest Heroes.
Umkay... )

Still massively crushing over the Alles Was Zaehlt and found what I believe is the only English fanfic ever written in this fandom. And I'm not tempted, no, not at all...

While I waste my life on television, technology marches on. Here's Google's latest attempt to help you out with Mail Goggles to keep you from sending those embarrassing late-night booze-inspired emails. What do you think? Would that have saved you? Personally, I think it'd be much more useful to have a name blocker on google to prevent late-night booze-inspired searches. Those are never a good idea.

ETA: Rudy's had an exceptionally energetic day today -- he's feistier than he's been since that whole experience with the vet a few weeks ago. I don't know if it's the cooler weather or what, but I'm glad of it.

Sep. 20th, 2008

Update on Rudy. And some random links of interest.

The short version is that the vet thinks he's going to be okay. The long version is longer.

So it turns out I missed Talk Like A Pirate Day. I can't really talk like one, but I love songs about them and I wanted to share one of my favorites: Stan Rogers' Barrett's Privateers, about the "privateers" from Nova Scotia who raided American ships during the American revolution. And here's a live video of Stan singing it (which admittedly I first watched for Stan's sexy brother Garnet ... he's the one with the long luscious hair).

There's a nice interview with Neil Patrick Harris at the Onion's AV Club: I would say I'm about 75 percent technique, and 25 percent Red Bull.

The new Stargate: Universe sounds ... well, awful. Could these characters get any more clichéd? And speaking of Stargate, I think Keller ought to be climbing Ronon like a jungle-gym and bring Rodney in for a threesome. Meanwhile, Shep can find solace with his new Runner. That's how I would write it anyway.

Are you a knitter? [info]sarcastic_jo found this cool Java charting tool that I'm going to have to try out.

And finally, I found this article on white privilege really thought-provoking.

Now I think it's time for a good long nap. I hope you're all having a great weekend!

Jul. 13th, 2008

Country life

The Ex returned early from his (very wet) camping trip (their gear was soaked!), so now I'm firmly ensconced on my own couch, with Molly curled up beside me. It feels good to be home! And as promised...a pet picspam: )

Now I'm going to try to tempt my writing muse out of hiding. I'm hoping that some B&J banana split ice cream (possibly the most decadent ice cream ever invented) will do the trick.

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