Aeryn-sama

I'm with Ari. What happened to 'bisexual'?

Dating Strengths	Dating Weaknesses
1. Spirituality - 92.3% 2. Varied Interests - 85.7% 3. Independence - 85.7% 4. Open-Mindedness - 72.7% 5. Optimism - 71.4%	1. Appearance - 55.6%

Dating Strengths Explained
Spirituality - Your spiritual side brings you peace and balance, and keeps you grounded. This is attractive, as you can help reinforce this quality in other people. Varied Interests - You don't limit yourself, and that's a dating asset. Your varied interests make you available and interesting to a wider range of girls. Independence - Your strong sense of independence comes in handy while dating. You are not held back or tied down; you are free to pursue your interests. Open-Mindedness - You are open to trying new things and entertaining new ideas, and this widens your pool of available girls. Optimism - People are drawn to your positive outlook. Your optimism attracts others to you.
Dating Weaknesses Explained
Appearance - Devoting a greater effort at making good first impressions is a must. Try to be fit and develop a style if you want to catch a girl's attention.
Dating Strengths and Weaknesses Quiz

It's not that I forgot you. I just can't read a damn calendar.

Happy belated birthday to magchan and eevee_blaze!

Magpie, you are so not allowed to be 23.

So, I took the RP quiz that's going around after seeing shokora_kukki's result. I am embarrassed at how right it is.

Your result for Roleplayer Test!...

The Soap Opera Star

Plotful, Character-Oriented, Sexual

Take Roleplayer Test! at HelloQuizzy

The only real objection I have to that is that I think, for most people, the falling-in-love-with-RP-partner thing happens once and only once, and after that you learn better because you end up with an aversion reaction to all the associated suffering and drama.

Regardless, it makes one very valid point: I never start out with romantic relationships even on the agenda for my characters, and then I wake up one day and notice that love has become the center of my poor little puppet's world. But it's all for the sake of the micro-level plot. If it doesn't evolve the character and, in some small way, change the world he or she is in, there's no point.

Anyway, Nashville tomorrow. Cheers!

Spanish 201 and 202 (bi-terms): 11:30 to 12:26 MWF, 11:10 to 12:30 TR
Criminology: 12:40 to 1:35 MWF
Religion in the American South: 3:00 to 4:20 MW
Supernatural Folklore: 12:45 to 2:05 TR
Intro to Cultural Anthropology: 2:20 to 3:40 TR
Intro to Archery (That's right, archery. Suck it, bitches.): 5:20 to 7:20 R

Happy Fourth (now technically the Fifth) to everyone in the US.

Had a good night. Got a little more inebriated than I planned on being, but still had a good time and made it home safe. Oh, and I got to witness someone who shall remain anonymous's first (and second) lesbian kiss. Good times.

Maybe if I'm lucky tomorrow/today will consist of delayed fireworks and a flea market. Oh, how I love cheap used merchandise.

Dear Grandma,

I know you think it's "just terrible" that my mom and I drink. I wish I could tell you that neither one of us made a habit of it before we moved you in with us.

Love,
angel_of_olore

And in other news... I had the first ever experience today that made me want to post on customers_suck. I set a resume for a woman. She came to pick it up, and then proceeded to look over my shoulder for the next two hours after quitting time on a holiday weekend while I changed the font to the one she wanted (Times New fucking Roman, the bane of every graphic designer in the world), resized everything to be smaller so that it would take up less space (from 2 pages to 1 and a 1/2 pages, which requires the SAME AMOUNT OF PAPER, BITCH), argued about the amount of space between letters, told me that if I couldn't set the tabs the way she wanted them she would take them to someone who could, wanted to know why I did not perfectly recreate the piece of crap she brought in to go by, and otherwise took a sleek, classy, modern resume designed by yours truly and made it look like the late eighties took a shit on a paper. The kicker? One of the things she listed under 'experience' was 'working with graphic designers to create visually appealing marketing tools'. That's right, kids. She's a marketing executive, and she does not know that nobody in 2009 can look at Times New Roman and not think 'look at this lazy fucker who didn't even bother to pick an attractive font'.

And I feel horrible and guilty for writing this, like there's some chance that she's going to stumble across my LJ one day and realize I've written about her. I think she's going through a divorce and that it was absolutely essential to her that she get her resume out this weekend. I understand that. But listen, lady. I don't have a degree in graphic design. I did, however, apprentice under my mother beginning at the age of 11. I am 22 now. I have been designing documents, business cards, booklets, and loads of other stuff in keeping with modern trends for eleven years. I know. What. I. Am. Doing. What you brought me was hideous. And I know the customer's always right, but I wanted you to get that job, not send in a resume that made you look lazy and cheap.

It was the most frustrating $40 I have ever made. Ever. (Which is, incidentally, more than she paid. My mother, who witnessed the whole thing, gave me a little bit of extra cash and a $16 bottle of Wild Turkey American Honey for not throttling her.)

Q: What has 8 legs, 8 hands, and 8 eyes?
A: 8 pirates.

Last time I checked, I was still alive. I've just been extremely asocial and aMUDal and disinclined toward doing anything but reading a book / working / playing The Sims 3 or Diablo II or Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 by myself.

Also, power cord for the external hard drive is missing, which is why 'watching Eddie Izzard DVDs' and 'working on Surprise!Impotence' are not on that list of stuff I'm doing. On the bright side, I have managed to finish the front designs for my Christmas cards, so once I get them in the book and on the counter, that's $200 traveling money that I will be glad I have.

So, yeah. Kind-of feeling like a hermit, and it's a notion that probably won't go away until people actually leave me alone for a while, which is next-to-impossible to achieve living in a house that doubles as a zoo. Messengers have been off and the phone is on silent half the time, so anyone who actually needs me is advised to send a text and hope I notice it within twelve hours of you sending it.

Alright, I need to pick your brains for good places for torrents. I've pretty much picked through everything the Pirate Bay has to offer and am looking to branch out. So, can any of you offer me suggestions for good sites from which to download anime (e.g. Kyou Kara Maoh), movies (e.g. Donnie Darko), and TV shows (e.g. True Blood)?

Unrelated: If Mithos the Hero does not stop using my futon for a litter box, she's going to be a dead kitten.

Also unrelated: My hair is now shoulder-length and blue.

I FINALLY WON THE ALT LOTTERY! LOOKIT!

I has a kitten. Her(?) name is Mithos the Hero, because no creature will treat you like an inferior being like a cat. She is also known as FailedLesbian!Kitty because she likes devilscarpet's tits and my ass.

Anyway, a photo!

The Sims 3 is consuming my life.

I was going to write a long entry elaborating on this, but then I realized it would cut into my Sim time.

And now for something completely different. I was watching a few Literal Music Videos earlier, and it got me thinking about just how preposterously epic 80s music videos were. If you've got a few minutes to be both baffled and entertained, here's my top five.

5) "Oh no! My house has caught fire at some vague time between the Civil War and the taming of the Old West! Whatever shall I do!?"

4) "Hey, this is kind of cool. Chesspieces can dance! OMG WAIT WHY ARE THOSE GUYS BOXING!?"

3) The iconic music video of the 1980s. What more can I say?

2) Extremely literal, made with about $25, and effin' awesome.

1) And spot number one, of course, goes to the only video that ever thought a group of choirboys with glowing eyes was a selling point. They were wrong about that, but the dancing ninjas saved them.

New mood/needs system? Bamf.

Otherwise, I can't quite shake the feeling that I'm playing some bizarre hybrid of The Sims (the original) and City of Heroes.

And while I like the story progression option in theory, I'm about this close to turning it off because my romantic interests keep ending up in relationships with other people while I'm doing other stuff.

Overall, enjoying it, but it's a whole new breed of Simming.

Guess who rolled up into Wal-Mart at 11:59 on June 1 and eagerly made her way to the electronics counter to become the first person to purchase the Sims 3 from this fine establishment?

That's right, bitches. That shit is mine. It is installing.

The sad part? I am twenty-two years old. I am on summer break from college. And this is very likely to be the high point of said summer break. Oh well. Cheers!

You know, I really wish the younger sisters of my friends my own age would stop getting engaged and married. It gives me the distinct feeling that all of us have been skipped over in favor of the younger, more attractive, and generally poorer educated model, which doesn't bother me so much for my own sake, but I do find it curious that none of the twenty-to-twenty-three crowd is anywhere near an engagement level of commitment while the seventeen-to-nineteen crowd is going nuts with it.

I mean, yes, I think it's stupid to marry so young. But still. It's WEIRD that there are so many.

The list thus far:
Danielle (married last summer), younger sister of Erika
Chelsea (engaged a couple of months ago), younger sister of unholycookies
Laura (engaged a few days ago), younger sister of psychobunny07

Who's next, I wonder? Who else has a sister the right age?

I am reposting today's XKCD because, for the first time in a long time, it has not only amused me, but spoken deeply to my soul.



Though... 'typography geeks'? I personally prefer the term 'font whore'.

Dear Ron Howard,

Please stop trying to make movies from Dan Brown books. Especially when these movies involve changing major plot points. Actually, just shoot two and a half hours of footage of Ewan McGregor walking around dressed as an evil priest. That will make me much happier.

Love,
angel_of_olore

I was formerly the whitest person in Western Kentucky. I am now the reddest. And you people wonder why I hate sunshine.

On the good side, Grandma had a nice birthday and was tolerable for a change. On the bad side, I managed to go on a folklore club trip without actually seeing anyone from the folklore club.

I'm going to bed now. Only slept three hours last night.

I dreamed I was in this building, and one of the DSL guys had been brought in for counseling. And then I had to hunt Easter eggs in the halls of this building, and they had been collected and dyed by a bunch of people, so there were a bunch of different kinds of eggs. So I found a place where someone had hidden a bunch of colored ostrich eggs over the curtain rod of the back room, and none of them were actually shaped like eggs. Some of them had this weird potato shape, and one was shaped like a drinking glass, and two were shaped like novelty plastic top hats and dyed yellow. There was also someone who had hidden a flat envelope full of jellybeans and a trophy in one of the public toilets. The folklore club treasurer was there and helping me translate DSL-guy's AIM status, which I initially thought was Latin, but it was French, and I felt like an idiot for not recognizing it. And there was also a baby wild rabbit that kept vomiting up its organs and then eating them all again. I finally made it stop throwing up by picking out the medulla it kept eating and flicking it through the crack under the door so that it wouldn't eat it again. Throughout all of this, I was attempting to post an idea to the DSL ideas forum about being able to flag your character a certain way so that the imms would know it was okay to kill them off in major RP events. One flag for don't kill, one for 'I'd rather keep my character, but it's okay if he/she dies for something cool' and one for 'I'm dying to get rid of my character. Please have my god come down and slay him on the spot or something'. Oh, and somewhere in the midst of all of this, unholycookies was snorting some kind of alcohol off a banister in a line like it was coke.