Entries for October, 2007

pet peeves

I'm not dead, just quiet (which makes me the opposite of Pasht).

Is it that time again? It is! It's time for

Pet Peeves!

  • Using "blonde" is describe a male -- lose the "e" or you're using an exclusively feminine term to describe your guy. Is he a drag queen? No? Then spell it "blond" (that spelling in gender-insensitive, so if you can't remember the gender rule, never spell it "blonde" and you'll always be right). ... unless you're writing about Legolas; then I will giggle like a madwoman and revel in your unintended slight at his elven masculinity.
  • Stop blocking my browser. It's at least as standards-compliant as the next browser (barring possibly Safari for Mac, but I don't have a Mac and the Windows beta isn't as compliant). It could handle your arse-brained scripting if you would just let. Stop being a twit and let me in.
  • Backwards compatibility, okay. I do not like having to change my settings to compensate for the loss of features I used. I want to keep that stuff that worked before; bring it back, please?
  • Pick up your trash. Don't give me any "just this once" or "where else could I put it" bull -- take your gum wrapper and stuff it in your pocket, carry your empty McDonald's soda cup in your ever-useful hand, and throw them away in a real rubbish bin. Streets are not rubbish bins. Private yards are not rubbish bins. Highways are not rubbish bins. Keep it in your car, keep it in your pocket or purse, and put it where it belongs once you get there. It's not difficult, I promise!


That might be it for now. Odd. I thought I was usually angrier than that. Possibly "Whip It" is counteracting my annoyances, which is just as well.

cupidity

OMG OMG oh my Cupid!

The prior run of Cupid is among my favourite television shows of all time and I still stew over its untimely cancellation. So this? Is like a year of blizzard-free Christmases!

But it won't have Jeremy Piven. Boo! Hiss! Pout!

... I will totally watch it anyway. Cupid for the win.

The Tome

Criminey. I got all panicked for a a few minutes there. You see, I couldn't find The Tome. Ack!

The Tome is a cherished possession of mine, a massive, hard-backed volume with a marble pattern surrounding the impressively uppercase title plaque, "The Last Two Million Years." It is outdated and terribly heavy, making it poor reference material but an excellent persuasive device against dick GMs.

It's hard to say exactly why The Tome is so dear to me, or why its name merits capitalisation. I only know that when I went to dig it out and found myself Tome-less, my mind reeled. How could this be?

I did eventually find it. I have no idea why it was stored underneath the bottom drawer of my dresser. (I do know why the gaming materials sharing that spot were there; perhaps The Tome made a handy baseboard for those items when I was assembling them?

The tales The Tome could tell, if only it spoke. Now if only I could find the anklet I misplaced years ago, discovered last week, and promptly lost again...

character meme

I've had this written up for weeks and forgot to post it. My apologies. (about this meme)

Instructions:
1. Choose up to five of your own characters.
2. Make them answer the following questions.


I chose:
1. Jaina Jade, a reluctant vampire hunter
2. Ma'atkara Pasht, a vivacious vampire
3. Artemisia "Missy", an eccentric embodiment of alcohol
4. Poltergeist, the requisite corseted superheroine
5. "Lady Knight", a multiracial elven mercenary and thief

What's your opinion on reading and writing?

Jaina: Reading is a super way to pass time alone. Safer than making your own mistakes, too. I don't have much to write though.
Pasht: I never liked the Roman letters. They lack spirit. They spell words that change meaning from year to year.
Artemisia: Take it you preferred something else, old-timer?
Pasht: I will not answer a questioner with hair of pond scum, particularly one ignores that asked of herself.
Missy: Oh fine. Reading's okay if you gotta, but firsthand experience rules. Writing is for grocery lists and cheques.
Pasht: *grudgingly approves of this*
Poltergeist: Wow. I never thought much about it. Usually reading something in the news means I was too late to act on it. That bites. Writing... that doesn't really come on my radar.
Lady Knight: There's powerful magic writ down for the reading an' taking. Ah dun hold with writin' for other folk to grab, but if they're daft enough to give theirs away, sure, ah'll be takin'.

What's your opinion on maths, sciences, and language(s)?

Pasht: I really do not understand why so few people learn languages today. The least they could do is justice to their mother tongue. As for the rest, it is useful to a point and foolish timewasting beyond that. Voyager probe, humph.
Lady Knight: Language like ciphers and old tongues? That's helpful stuff, that is. Ah know my tongues, tallies, and herbs well enough, ah expect.
Missy: Mixology is a science. Or an art. Depends on my mood.
Jaina: ... no it isn't.
Missy: Says the redhead paying double price from now on.
Jaina: Crap. Well, math isn't my personal strong suit but it's important for understanding computer function and astronavigation. I'm not nearly as good as I should be. If science includes doing experiments on well-wolves, then I support it wholeheartedly. Or split-heartedly if I'm feeling vicious. Language is hard but so rewarding. Hell, me and Ice don't have the same native language, so I'm glad I'm picking up IWC.
Poltergeist: *blankly* Look, if I was any good at school stuff, I'd be working an office job instead of the knee-high boots and spandex gig. Kudos if you can figure it out, but I'll stick with sleight of hand.
Jaina: Missy didn't answer.
Missy: Triple price!
Jaina: Damn.
Missy: Science is cool. It gives us new ways to distill. Math is cool. It lets us measure portions and proof. Language is cool because "dos cervezas" sounds way cooler than just "two beers." Beyond that, they get in the way of happy hour.
Poltergeist: I'd say the green girl has a one-track mind, but I've been half-thinking the same thing except caffeine instead of booze.

What is the best way to learn something?

Missy: Woohoo! Like I said, hand-on. You get your hands dirty, you spill Triple Sec on the floor, you learn what not to do way better than some footnote in a book. That way, when you get something really right, you totally couldn't forget even if you tried. Unless, you know, hangover, but then you learn not to mix beer, rum, and vodka in the same night. It's still learning, dammit.
Jaina: I still think books are safer, but they don't work for everything. Try learning self-defence from a book and see how it works in real life, but don't blame me when you find out.
Pasht: Listening. My hearing is quite keen, and delicious heartbeats do not drown out everything. Even if they did, hearts can be slowed or stopped.
Lady Knight: Ah like a good distance listening charm meself, placed on somethin' sure to be at an important place. Key to council chamber, love letter always kept in breast pocket, hairpins, cap, wedding ring.
Poltergeist: Probably through allies or personal searches.

To what degree do you avoid risks and danger?

Poltergeist: Is this a joke? I just phaseshift if something seems dangerous. No risk at all.
Lady Knight: Risk is where the profit lies. Ah seek it out unless it's truly foolhardy, and sometimes even then.
Missy: That depends. Is intoxication a risk? How risky? Because hi, booze pixie here. I got some tricks, but they're not perfect. Mostly I run right up to danger and then panic quietly.
Jaina: Um. I abstain on the grounds that attacking an assassin is a pretty good indicator of my unspoken answer.
Pasht: I maintain means of escape most of the time, should I have need of it. I have unusual safety concerns and prefer being extremely careful over being extremely dead.

Under what circumstances would you risk your life for someone else?

Jaina: That's called A Day In The Life Of Jaina. Usually I save lives of absent people, sort of indirectly, and now I'm blushing because I sound stupid. But yeah, I'm used to it.
Poltergeist: Sounds familiar. There's one runaway I'm sick of saving, but of course I can't just let the brat get into harm's way, so there I go to drag her to safety. Again.
Pasht: I would attempt to save Barnabas if feasible. The rest can rot; I would not mind it overmuch.
Lady Knight: Not for free, if that's what yer tryin' after!
Missy: Not my bag. I'll try to break up fights but that's the limit.

Under what circumstances do you think killing someone justified, in general?

Lady Knight: Battle conditions, betrayal, breach of contract, failure to pay in due course...
Poltergeist: Only if necessary to save lives. Even then, it's not always the right thing to do, just least wrong thing.
Missy: I stay out of it altogether.
Jaina: Threat to human life = die, sucker. I try to leave the nonviolent ones alone. Taking a bona fide life is a tainted act, of course.
Pasht: Killing to survive. I cannot fault anyone who find their own existence more important then that of someone else and acts accordingly when pressed.
Lady Knight: *has continued through everyone else's answers* ... to regain personal property, for a fee that pays for personal danger and any lingering shreds of conscience...
Pasht: *eyes Lady Knight* Does anyone else feel that killing persons who will not end their turn and become quiet is justified?
Missy: I'm so getting there.
Jaina: *uncertainly* No...
Poltergeist: But that's evil!
Pasht: *hisses in Lady Knight's face, or as close possible considering their height difference*
Lady Knight: *has no experience with vampires, so is stunned into silence*
Pasht: New question, please.

Under which circumstances would you, personally, kill (or have you killed) someone?

Missy: I'd protect myself. Beyond that, I don't know. It probably depends how sober I am at the time.
Pasht: I value myself over strangers and I act accordingly. It is not lethal nearly as often as Jaina thinks.
Lady Knight: That's gettin' into trade secrets. Ah keep in business. The rest ye can figure fer yerself.
Jaina: I'm trained to take out undead. These days I limit myself to undead that threaten humanity; I didn't always. I would absolutely kill or die trying to protect my new family of friends.
Poltergeist: I am responsible for a death. It was an accident, but she was trying to kill my partner in heroism. I didn't know her powered armor was keeping her alive until after I damaged it.
Jaina: That must be hard for you.
Poltergeist: I cope with caffeine. *half-smile*

What is the worst feeling you experienced?

Poltergeist: See previous question. *shudder*
Lady Knight: Walking my bootsoles through without stopping, for want of shelter. Mah legs and feet hurt just remembering.
Jaina: I was trying to help my sister find her brother. We went to a planet so bitter cold that I had to cover up, couldn't use my light, was generally useless and frostbitten besides. I hated that.
Missy: Lite beer. Laugh, but it's hell on a poor spirit of intoxication. No joke.
Pasht: Fragmented memories. There are odd gaps in my recall that I am sure should not be there. It maddens me.

And what is the best feeling?

Jaina: Ice! ... don't give me that look, I meant Suitov. Being with him makes me feel so good.
Missy: The sweet kiss of wormwood inspiration.
Lady Knight: Payment. Riches have me heart, ah dunno why.
Pasht: True satiation.
Poltergeist: Saving the day and celebrating with a mochacchino.

my kryptonite

Mourn with me, readers, for my lost superpower that was not all that super. Keen in the absence of a treasured ability. Wail, but know that this too shall pass; I shall not be weak forever.

Yeah, so I'm trying to say that I cut my thumbnail too short and now I can't open soda cans. The horror! you know.

It's probably overkill to take a can opener to a pop-top lid. Right?

But it was blocking me from caffeination and I have a zero tolerance policy on that particular crime. The expression I am wearing right now as I carefully sip from my maimed can? Pure smugness. I am win.

In weird ways, but it's still win.

urge to kill rising

What a day. Broken website from last month turns out to be still broken. Spam strewn across several sites. Inability to use correct SMS commands. Headline on my RSS reader makes me shake in fury because it claims that my inherited medical problem is caused by me not expressing my emotions. Yeah? Express this!

And it's barely noon! If the rest of the day continues in like form, I will be physically frothing at the mouth by sundown.

I believe the situation calls for a small portion of candy corn and a run through of the most relaxing, enjoyable video game level I know. Then it's back to the textbook grind.

At least my textbooks don't accuse me of causing my own problems. It's a fair claim to make if it's true, but when logic and science suggest the opposite, such claims are instant FAIL.