The Weekly Update with... well, me

[stillane]

And I thought I'd get more time online once I went solo again. *sigh* For your convenience, I give you lists of the week's doings.

1. I am melancholy, and very nearly 23. These facts are connected largely by a third: this will be my first birthday with no family participation. Everybody's been crazy getting my sister and I situated these last few weeks, and I don't have time to drive home, and I don't have the heart to make anyone drive here... end result: not so much with the birthdayness. In the meantime, I keep trying to convince the Mom that I'm fine, and not at all bummed, because there's not a thing she could do about it except feel guilty, which I'm trying to avoid at all costs. Oh well. Next year.

Tonight, I will light candles around the house and maybe bake brownies. Well, maybe not. It's kind of hot here. Hm. The point remains that there will be confections and open flame. The traditions of natal celebration will be hereby upheld.

Thus endeth the pity party. *g*

2. Still no luck with the soulless bastards who control net access. I'm getting creative about this whole thing, though. Earlier this week, I wound up at Borders to do the daily check in, and the place has exactly one well designed seat for computer use, located next to an outlet. I was not in that seat. My power was on its last legs. I ended up camped out in the aisle between pregnancy texts and tomes on New Age self-actualization. Let me tell you, you haven't lived until you've downloaded slash while hippies and pregnant women circulate around you.

3. Also entertaining this week: sheep wrestling for the short! There is, it seems, a trick to getting a sheep to behave itself for inspection/medically necessary prodding. It involves lifting the head and straddling the shoulders. Our problem - my lab partner's and mine - was that we were in the final group to attack the sheep. We got the rejects; those that were too ornery, large, or otherwise wily to be cornered earlier. And then we grabbed a fine specimen showcasing all of these qualities. And then I found out that, while I could in fact straddle said sheep, it was a little bit difficult to keep the head up when my feet wouldn't stay down. It was somewhere around lap 2 of the holding pen and the beginning of my career as a mutton buster that I realized I might be in for a difficult time. *g*

4. There is no four. There was going to be, but then I forgot. Sorry.

5. Still open for any and all recs. They make my cable-less, internet challenged world go round. I am not an addict. I can stop any time I want. No, really. *looks shifty*

6. How are you?

Comments

[aurora]

1. It may not be the 26th where you are yet, but it's 3am here, so let me be one of the first people to wish you a very happy birthday and a wonderful year, filled with love, health and happiness. *hugs*

2. you haven't lived until you've downloaded slash while hippies and pregnant women circulate around you.
Well, it must have been a unique experience, to say the least. (Same thing goes for the sheep wrestling. :D)

5. Um, well, you can always check out my memories. The latest fics I've read and loved are here (most recent at the bottom) and here.

[stillane.livejournal.com]

1. Thank you! *hugs right back*

2. Yep to both. *g* Ruminants, expectant mothers, and flower children, oh my! I spent the whole Borders session thinking, "Any minute now, one of these venerable ladies is going to look down at the weird kid on the floor who occasionally giggles and wonder what she's up to." And then I tried to stand up at the end of my explorations, and discovered my leg had fallen asleep from the hip down. Whereupon I became that-weird-kid-who-sits-on-the-floor-giggling-and-then-limps-out-of-here-like-a-short,-round-pirate. *g*

5. Ooo. *zips over*

And:

That icon... um. Heh. That kinda rules. Hard.

You are my sunshine my only sunshine

[(Anonymous)]

Drooling fan girl

at my mom's on a lap top

you've never lived until you realize that you have walked away with the WRONG THING open on the desktop

this link is NSFW!!!
http://www.caffiends.net/viewstory.php?sid=297&textsize=0

seriously i was in the mood for either crackfic or badfic whichever you want to call it

snape/ malfoy, get sort of married, and lots of SPANKING

BAHAHHAAH

sheep and *snerk*

ahem

Re: You are my sunshine my only sunshine

[stillane.livejournal.com]

Heh. I am not entirely sure who you are, but I believe you to be a twisted, twisted individual. I like that. *g*

And yeah, I have this sort of paranoia around desktop issues. I once found out my dad had tried to use my laptop, and had 30 seconds of utter panic at what he might have run into before finding out he'd been stymied by a pseudo-password screen. Yay for parental luddite-ness. *g*

[raucousraven.livejournal.com]

Er, don't know what folks have recced already. But two SGA things I have liked recently are:

a) Thank You For Flying Church of England -- you like the title, you'll probably like the fic.

b) The New Atlantean Dictionary of Literary Terms -- you like the title, you know the rest, eh ;)

And if and only if you have read Deathly Hallows and wanted further commentary upon its treatment of the Four Houses, behold: Maya's Last HP Fic.

c) Coda to an Epilogue: Twenty Years Later, Or, The Kids Are All Right.

Hope they please.

HAPPY HAPPY

[raucousraven.livejournal.com]

Oh, and. Ooer. The reason I commented? Right.

*ahem*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! Annnnd many mooooooooooooooooooore!

Re: HAPPY HAPPY

[stillane.livejournal.com]

Okay, a) hooked me on title alone, because really, who can resist an Izzard reference? It takes a much stronger soul than mine. And then I read all the way through, and cackled madly. I mean, seriously, the footnotes. It's utterly priceless, even if my downstairs neighbors are now thoroughly convinced of my looniness. It's always nice to know the exact moment you've managed to establish yourself in the new neighborhood hierarchy as the resident nut.

Which is to say, thank you. Massively. *g*

I had previously read b), and enjoyed it utterly, and therefore did it all over again.

c) I'm holding off on until I can officially be the last person in the known universe to have read the book in question. I'm contrary like that. *g*

And as for that last bit: hee. I have officially been serenaded across continental lines! Whee! Thank you!

[feartheotter.livejournal.com]

Ahem.

1. Happy couple hours 'til your birthday, you! I actually do have a card 'n' stuff to send you, despite the handicap of not knowing exactly where you are right now. Candles and brownies are good. In FACT, I might make some brownies in your honour (and cos I want some). The lack of family thing does kind of bite, especially the first time, but such is life. :\

2. I've experienced hippies, pregnant women and, mostly thanks to you ( :p ) slash, but never more than two at a time. I can hardly imagine...

3. *snort* I dunno, something about the fact that someone I know, and consider a dear friend, was in a situation where she was forced to wrangle with sheep... it's great.

4. It'll come to you late at night. These things usually do.

5. Still don't have much experience in this arena. Though I'm curious if you've ever run into daylightsparks (Natalie - a friend of mine), since the two of you seem to be on a page with that sort of thing (eg: shortly after you told me about Firefly, she mentioned watching it, ditto LoM, etc). Just curious in a "small world" sort of way.

6. Not bad! My apartment is finally clean -- it took about 9 days, but I feel I've accomplished something. Of course, now I'm not entirely sure what to do (I don't have cable either), but I'll figure out something.

Anyway, again -- happy birthday! And call me for chrissakes, woman! I'll take a few minutes if that's all you've got. :)

[stillane.livejournal.com]

1. Did you ever do the brownie thing? I wimped out and bought a little cake, feeling like the biggest doofus ever all the while. You will note, however, that this did not stop me; the combination of rasberries and chocolate is a deadly one, and should not be triffled with. *g*

2. Heh. We've got work to do. *rubs hands in evil thought*

3. Sheep! That is all. (Except: today it was horses. Finally, something that makes sense!)

4. Indubitably.

5. I have not yet met the lady in question. Although, given that one of the other students here is someone I've run into in fandom quite a few times, I am ruling nothing out. It's just weird, I tell you. Probability-wise, there should be no way any of us would meet up by chance, and yet...

6. Pet the cat. Teach her new tricks. Then go be terrified that she knows things, and will use any new-found skills against you. Such is the way of cats. *g* (You have heard Eddie Izzard's take on Pavlov's cat experiments, right?)

And: I did! Ha! :)

[enname.livejournal.com]

*peers at her clock*

Ok, this makes me mostly early still then, which is a change from being late. Happy Birthday you. :) *sqqqqqqueezze*

I've done many a birthday on my own, in fact my 21st birthday was celebrated by me eating dinner and reading a novel. Such a riveting person I am. Just think, there will be many more of them with people around and well, do something nice for yourself even if the family can't be there. Certainly they are thinking of you.

*snerk* Ah, the joy of sheep wrangling. I remember doing that. I also remember being dragged around the shed by said sheep because I was at that point a light thing and could be dragged. Now the sheep would probably put its back out. Perhaps I should go into sheep wrangling? Clearly, this would be a good job prospect with a history degree.... apart from the fact that sheep are kinda making no money and we are in a drought.. but meh.

[stillane.livejournal.com]

So, first off: Thank you! *squeezes back*

Second: Hey, it's you! It seems like I haven't heard from you in a while, what with all the scurrying around and internet oddity. How've you been? Aside from the drought, which I assume goes along with all the heat you're generally not too fond of.

Certainly they are thinking of you.

This is true. I spent much of the day on the phone with various and sundry loved ones, and that made it much better. Add to that the ability to eat a seriously decadent slice of cake solo and lounge around in pjs all day, and it wasn't half bad. *g*

You, too, have sheep wrangled? Hee. We could form a club. Or possibly you have the right idea: how do you feel about a partner in that professional sheep wrangling career you have planned? I admit, the vet thing throws off the whole degree oddity balance, but I was an English major, too. Can that count?

Oh, sheep. Gotta love 'em. *g*

[enname.livejournal.com]

Well, not hearing from me has to be alll... your internet's fault. I am around and about in a disorganised and milling fashion, as evidenced by the random spate of posting from yesterday. Just trying to find time amongst working in the library (omgsoboring) to write my thesis (ARGH) and you know, read those novella type things. Attempting to keep up some level of drawing more mittant than intermittant.... translate all this to read as I am bored with my life and stone cold broke. In other words, deadly dull is me.

You do realise we just came out of winter? :P *grin* So it is early spring here and not hot, but alas still in drought. Seasons do not matter when it comes to lack of water. For early spring (and technically still winter) I have to go and water my poor plants. The daffodils are looking parched.

See, told you so! There is a certain luxury to just cuddling up and being a complete lazy person with good reason and encouragement. Sometimes phone calls can be just as fun as fending off the minions family. As long as it isn't every year and all, the change can be... enjoyable. Mmm cake.

Ah! Country girl from Australia here. I have sheep wrangled. I have milked cows, droved cows/sheep, helped birth calves, fed calves, fenced, ridden.... and I wasn't even raised on a farm :P Hmm... sheep wrangling is always easier with two people. You're hired! We could... go centre to where all the sheep are and offer our services to the properties. I mean who wouldn't want a sheep wrangling, arts majoring, vet and wannabe vet helping them? No one! Bring sunscreen :P

*shakes head* Sheep, not the smartest creatures in the world but... hehe. Bless their ... woolen socks. :P

[enname.livejournal.com]

Also, you are so young. :P