http://www.asofterworld.com/bloody/horror.php?chapter=2

Chapter 2. The kitten.

It is chapter two of our bloody horror serial!

Kitties!

Ganked from JohnO: when you see this quote Blackadder in your lj.

"Treat your plane like your woman. Get inside her five times a day and take her to heaven and back!"

http://www.tor.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=comic&id=7170&page=1

There's a new comic up on tor.com today.

Click here for the comic.

(there's an issue with the mouseover right now, which they're working on. The last word in the mouseover is meant to be "somebody"

I'm worried about being a bad wife, so I'm cooking dinner for Clint tonight. It'll be the first time I'm making a whole meal for him - and he doesn't know about it until he walks through the door. I'm nervous about it and I don't know why. I'm confident in my cooking skills, since I've been doing it long enough and I learned from my Mom and my grandmother who are both excellent cooks - but I always get nervous the first time I cook for someone new.

I decided on making chicken breasts with mushrooms in balsamic and garlic with roasted rosemary potatoes and steamed broccoli.

I walked a mile to the grocery store and then on my way back when I was five minutes away from the apartment realized I could have taken the bus there and back.

I rewarded myself with ice cream. It's hot out there!

ensenada, pacific coast of baja pensinsula

alive, well fed, slightly diarrheal, body mostly messed up from surfing bails

the good news is i've taken like 500 pictures so far. expect a long post of pictures you only sort of care about to scroll through

Skeet Ulrich.

Discuss.

1. okay team! nice to see more orange, especially the little dot in alberta! glad to see more bloc blue! relieved that the majority of voters are not, when it comes to voting, prioritising their fear of murderous 14 year-olds and disliking both immigrants and the arts as their issues, although a strong enough number of voters are worried about these things? confusing.

2. 42 months! that is a pretty big number! 42 months!

3. i forgot about mid-october, which is after the fun and games part of school and before the glorious winter break part. suddenly every day is: write an advice note for the minister, study for a midterm, write an essay on something i don't really understand, keep looking at grad schools to stay focused, take meetings with stakeholders and practice improving my vocabulary on them. right, this is why people do not stay in school for their whole lives, and the majority of people do not try to work and go to school full-time.

(Unless, of course, this is too OT... wouldna wanna post anything OT, after all. ;}P> )

ED: Thanks to all the well-wishers, for renewing my faith in this community. And big thanks also to cetrati for reminding me that there's always one, a lesson I should not need as all too often it's staring at me from the mirror.

Browsing through the Yuletide archive while stuck at work yesterday, I came across this gem:

It Came Upon A Midnight Queer by shadow_truths

It's the supposed lost script to an episode of "Darkplace," and it's absolutely wonderful. If you have any interest in the fandom at all, go have a read, and give the author some well-deserved feedback!

http://www.snopes.com/politics/mccain/heckler.asp

Old story, new target: John McCain one-upped by a heckler during a campaign stop.

I hope this doesn't ruffle any political feathers, especially with the election so close, but I found a Discworld related article on Daily Kos, a liberal-leaning political blog.

DISCLAIMER: The article WAS written by an Obama supporter. If that isn't your cup of tea you're under no obligation to read. I'm not trying to start a political debate. I only wanted to mention it because it was Discworld related.

That being said, it's an interesting article and I encourage you to read it.

How Narrativium Works: The Election Story

(If this isn't an appropriate post feel free to delete it.)

The following event took place today at the local Subway Sandwich Shop between the hour of 12:00pm and 1:00pm.

Grandma:  "Go grab something to drink with your sandwich."
The Kid:  "Okay Namma...I think I want the Hawaiian Punch."
Grandma:  "Eh, I dunno.  I don't like the idea of you drinking all that red juice.  Why don't you pick something else?  How about some apple juice?"
The Kid:  "Awww..but I really want Hawaiian Punch."
Grandma:  ::gives a look::  "Pick something else."
The Kid:  "Alright."  ::face brightens::  "I'll just get a Squirt then. My momma lets me drink that....and it's not red."
Grandma:  "Your mother doesn't let you drink soda."
The Kid:  "Yuh huh"
Grandma:  "Are you sure?"
The Kid:  "Uh huh."  ::nodding with raised eyebrows and a smile that's missing teeth::
Grandma:  ::frowns::  "Fine.  Get the Hawaiian Punch.  I think it at least has SOME real fruit juice in it."
The Kid:  "Thanks Namma...you're the BEST!"

::shaking my head::

I can only hope he grows up to use his cuteness powers for good and not evil.

trinity-spadina, i'm going to give you SO MANY STINKEYES.
stressed out!

Hello :-)

I made a a few icons for those days when you can't decide whether to be
a book geek or a game geek. Now we can combine the two...

1. 2. 3.

Three more (1 x Princess Bride, 1 x Waiting for Godot, 1 x Misc)> at quoteymcquote

And I will be for some time.

*sulks*

My computer finally showed up and it seems we've had internet the whole time (I guess it's included in our cable, which is included in our rent?) Who knows, we have it, we're not asking questions.

As for the "wedding" - that was an interesting day.

The day before, Clint mentioned that he had a surprise for me the next day. I tried prying it out of him because even though curiosity killed the cat, when someone tells me that they have a surprise for me - I want to know what the surprise is right then and there. No matter how much I asked, even for a little tiny hint, he wouldn't budge. Even going so far as saying I wouldn't get my surprised if I kept asking.

Next day came, he left at 5:30 AM as usual. I decided to wake up instead of going back to sleep because I figured that if i kept in line with his hours it would be easier for me to go to sleep at 10PM when he does.

An hour or so passes and he comes walking through the door, tells me to get dressed and that he's "taking me somewhere." I got dressed and he was planning on taking me out to breakfast first but since I ate when he was gone we scrapped that idea and had another hour to kill before we had to go out for the big surprise.

We get in the car and we're off.

After some driving we wind up downtown, park the car and as we're walking I realize we're going towards the courthouse. At this point I pretty much had an idea of what we were there for, but really I thought we were going to just get the marriage license taken care of, because I know in certain states there's a waiting period between getting the license and getting married.

Anyway, after we got the license we got the sheet full of judges and we picked out Judge Moody because he had the best name. He came in, we took a seat in his office and him and Clint went on chit-chatting about the Army and Custer and who the hell knows what because I spaced out. After about 15 minutes of that he finally got the show on the road. Clint said "I Will" - I said "I Will" - we kissed and it was done.

We left, went back to the car and then the reception for our super fun wedding day extravaganza began...which I will tell in another entry because this one is long enough.