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- In San Fran hotel! Omg it's a nice hotel holy shit I have like a suite to myself.
- Meetings went very well. Feel v. professional.
- Wore cute shoes! Down side: broke IN cute shoes.
- Nothing is more undignified than getting into and out of a car in a pencil skirt.
- Hanging out with client after was a lot of fun, and included much hilarity. :')
- mmm good food.
AND NOW a special poll!! How well do you know me? GUESS THE NUMBER AND WIN A FIC for a fandom I am active in, or (still) know well enough.
Poll #1430921 HOW MUCH CAFFEINE GOT ME THROUGH A DAY LASTING 4 AM - 10:30 PM (SO FAR)
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All
# cups coffee?
# cups black tea?
# glasses coke?
Hey everyone! So I poked into CFUD's chan and some of you may know me already, but I'm Jamie (a la
skycatcher) and I'm bringing to your cabinstep Sakata Gintoki from that show about silver testicles. I'll probably fail at getting into IRC very often, but you can always catch me on AIM at CATCH THE SKIES and I'm really looking forward to playing with everyone! \o/
Okay, a few important links to note! Application is here, permissions meme here, fourth-wall-breaking permissions, and concrit/contact posts are all available for abuse!
Gintoki is a HUGE HUGE HUGE anime/manga nerd and religiously reads Weekly JUMP despite being broke, so he'll probably recognize lots of faces and I need all of your permission to recognize your characters/scream at your characters! So pleeeease drop by the fourth-wall permissions if nothing else!
Also last but not least, I do this in pretty much every RP I ever join ever but I'm always open for icon requests! It takes me a while to get to them but I really love iconing, so I'd be more than happy to lend a hand! Examples of my icons can be found in this journal for older animu ones, or just here at my icon community! I mostly do manga icons because I've sorta lost my touch on animu but I can always get back into the swing of things. \o/ I'm one of those trendy selective coloring whores and I work best on lighter-color palettes and such sob. Feel free to abuse my skills!
And a big thank you to everyone that voted me in/had faith/enjoyed my app/looked forward to me/gave me sexy crit/etc etc you're all delicious I could just eat you all up. ;A; ♥ Take care and have a nice evening! o7 idk what to tag this I don't see any intro tags sob
SO ARE YOU SICK OF OTAKON POSTS YET?
too bad.
BECAUSE A BUNCH OF US HAVE STUFF WE WANT TO DO FRIDAY AT FIVE, there is a SECOND MEET UP! It's SATURDAY at 3 PM in the SAME PLACE AS THE FRIDAY MEETUP which is the FOURTH FLOOR.
Good Idea
Realizing you're low on edible groceries, thus deciding to sleep earlier so you can go shopping in the morning.
Bad Idea
Not picking up anything to eat the night before, and thus thinking 4 cupcakes + 1/4 carton of frozen yogurt is an acceptable dinner substitute.
sob I'm sorry body.
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I think I know what this is! Now to see what system it's for. July 24!
Most likely SMT4, but we'll see if it's another sidestory.:)
I'm posting for the first time on this community to ask a really anal, probably nonsensical question.
The short: Where do new souls come from?
( And now I'm going to steal five minutes you'll never get back. )
I was cleaning up my journal when I found a couple of things I never posted here. They're pretty old, but I hope you like them! :D
( Aggressiveness is his charm point. )
( The gossip around the neighborhood is that they're practically married; it's mostly true. )
( Librarian!Watanuki AU snippet. )
I've been having a lot of fun spamming the hell out of Twitter lately. I DON'T KNOW--there is something that really appeals to me about reading it and updating it, I mean other than the novelty of being able to miniblog from work or bed or the bathroom (I swear I haven't actually done that last one, I feel like I need to draw the line somewhere). But I really enjoy the brevity and immediacy of it, how I can follow friends as they update about totally mundane things like what they're eating at that moment or whatever random thought popped into their head, stuff that is too incidental to make it into an LJ post. And so I use it too, and in one sense, I'm like "no one cares," but in another sense it doesn't bother me because that's what we're all doing on Twitter and hell if I enjoy reading it some of y'all must too.
Of course today I used it to update about something distinctly not mundane! But I still appreciate it for its immediacy, for the way I can make brief statements about my feelings and thoughts that I'd have forgotten by the time I got around to posting this real entry.
BUT ANYWAY. Today at work, a student who was working on homework at a table in an otherwise unoccupied (except for one other girl some ways away) writing center had a grand mal seizure. This is the first time I've ever witnessed anything like this, AND WOW WILL THAT MESS YOU UP FOR A DAY. I'm still a little bit shaken several hours later. This guy, 49 years old, was sitting over working normally in a corner, and suddenly he sort of--stretched up? All of us thought he was yawning (and he may have been at first), because it was that exact pose and the noise he made was pretty much that, only a bit louder, which had us going "Okay dude you made your point." Until he started shaking and slid onto the floor out of his chair. For that minute, I really felt like an asshole, because there were about five of us plus the secretary in the writing center and none of us knew what to do, so--we just kind of watched. And I mean, I knew that that was pretty much what you SHOULD do; when someone's seizing you're not supposed to hold or restrain them or try to bring them around, you just make sure they're not in danger of hurting themselves on any nearby objects (he wasn't) and let the seizure run its course. And that's what we did, so we did the right thing, but--it didn't feel right, you know? The secretary called Security and 911 and all, and they both took some time to get there (the hospital is LITERALLY RIGHT NEXT TO OUR SCHOOL, like you can drive right between the parking lots, they're connected, and yet the ambulance still took like 20 minutes to arrive), so for a while it was just us sort of standing there going " . . . Wow." It really makes you feel like a jerk, in a situation like that, even when you do things right.
The guy came around very slowly, and by that time Security was there, and he kept trying to stand up (he couldn't) and they kept having to hold him back down, and he was completely disoriented and unable to speak for a while. Eventually he started talking again and was really upset that he was being held and touched and so on. The whole aftermath of it, especially after the EMTs got there, was by far even more uncanny than the actual seizure, and THAT was fucked up and horrifying to watch, obviously. But his behavior afterwards--it was disturbing because he was in this strange, disoriented mental state where he sounded extremely rational and cognizant but also very obviously wasn't. They were trying to get him strapped down into the stretcher and so on, which he REALLY didn't want--he kept complaining about how much his arm hurt, so I don't know if he'd had a heart attack or hit it on anything (he hadn't seemed to) or had some other problem or if he was just lying--and he was rational and aware enough to keep changing his tactics to try and manipulate them into letting him go, but then when they'd ask him what his name was or where they were right now, he couldn't tell them.
It was just . . . really bizarre to watch that, this autopilot form of lying, where a person has no idea what's going on or how to focus but automatically defaults to lying about it. A more humorous example of this is A CERTAIN FRIEND OF MINE WHO MAY BE FAMILIAR TO SOME OF YOU who is a sleep-liar, who when woken up will semi-consciously lie about the fact that she's sleeping and so on. He was acting a lot like that, once he came around enough to appear rational.
After they took him away, I had a moment of "I hope they manage to contact his wife or whatever soon" (BOO BOO I AM HETERONORMATIVE etc.), and then another moment of "But he might not have anyone, no surviving family," and that made me sad. It's funny because just like two nights ago I was talking to some friends about people who feel they NEED to be in relationships, who place the total burden of their happiness on another person and expect to be attractive to others when they're blatantly unhappy with themselves and only looking for a relationship to validate their existence (and trust me, no one wants to be a tool of validation or solely responsible for someone else's self-worth). And we discussed this and the fact that no one NEEDS a relationship to be a good, happy, valid person, and that people who do aren't ready for one anyway. And I still feel that way--but still, when I thought that maybe this guy didn't have some kind of partner to contact about his condition, it made me sad. To be fair, a parent or other relative or even close friend or something would also fill that role, and it's more the idea that "he might not have had anyone" than "he might not have been married" that made me wince, but all the same of course my mind jumped to "wife" or at least "romantic partner." I guess despite my irritation with desperate daters and bemusement at people who get, for example, pissy on Valentine's Day because it "reminds them they're single," I am still hardwired in at least some subconscious ways to assume that people NEED A PARTNER.
(ftr, I'm not saying I don't understand all too well the feeling of WANTING to meet someone when you're single. I think that's normal. It's the belief that you can't be happy without one, or that you need to be in one just for the sake of being in one, or that OTHERS can't be happy single, that really really irritates me.)
I was going to say more stuff but it's random and unrelated and sob I'm getting tiredish already. The downside of resetting my schedule and waking up at a quarter to 7! You know, honestly, I really enjoy morning when I see it from the right side; I think it's in me to be a morning person. I just hate going to BED early and the fact that waking up at 6:45 makes me ready to pass out by 10-11 PM. IF ONLY I COULD JUST NOT SLEEP, OKAY.
JOB IS MINE.
FUCK YEAH.
And now I just need to find a ride out to Alexandria to sign some stuff but FUCK YEAH, BITCH. I AM AWESOME \o\
.
Partly because you're all just awesome in every way imaginable. Partly because you give me gems to re-post on my LJ, like this one from
kiimmmiisshh:
OH YEAH YESTERDAY.
So we sell Estee Lauders "Pleasures" which is a perfume. Some lady at my register wanted it and I ran around looking for the clerk I need to get it from. FINALLY I find her in a group of all the other make-up counter girls and open my big mouth and ask:
"Do I get Pleasures from you?"
cue laughter forever
T_T

lolololol sittin' under a tree durin' a thunderstorm too watch a soccer game. I am, as always, an ingenious mastermind.
edit: OKAY I DID NOT DIE, and I kicked some serious ass. Some dumb teenager kicked the ball up the hill where I was standing, and I yelled "FREE BALL!!!1." He was ROLLING HIS EYES in disgust as I ran over because, yeah, fat girl in your ball game. But the joke is on him, as I used to play. I nailed this bitchball with the side of my foot -- IN SHITTY SANDALS I WILL ADD -- and it was like. The perfect straight shot. I almost took this bastard's head off.
I am so proud of me |3
TITLE: Typhoon
TYPE OF FIC: Het, slash
PAIRINGS: Mitsuru/Akihiko, Shinjiro/Akihiko, Mitsuru/Shinjiro/Akihiko.
RATING: mid-R
LENGTH: 4,315 words, one-shot
SUMMARY/WARNINGS/NOTES: The typhoon has closed S.E.E.S. within the dorm for the next few days, but bottling up electricity isn't such a great idea. Het, slash, some violence and language, D/s overtones, restraints, slight cock & ball torture.
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Crossposted to:
persona_fics.
So. Yesterday, my headache and exhaustion was the result of Heat Exhaustion \o/
Which of course means I slept until 10:50 before waking up and going, "OH SHI-- WORK IN 10 MINUTES".
Luckily, I was able to get there at 11:17 after calling to let them know I'd be late. And thus I spent the next 3 hours working lunch rush. Which wasn't that bad. I have no idea why lunch crew always said they never had time to clean up. :|b
And now I'm chilling and... yeah.
Cleaning room today and tomorrow.
Still waiting to hear if I got that job.
[flops]
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P4 all chara Doujinshi by M+M.
Can be found here~~
SOLD


I think it's time to face facts, people
Evangelion is the best animu ever :(
Like okay maybe the SERIES ITSELF did not live up to this standard! (Though I did love it)
Maybe even the original movies didn't!
But with Rebuild, the promise has been fulfilled
( Also: something that could be construed as a spoiler for Rebuild 2.0 )
current mood: silly
Am at Otakon.
adesso, who is adorable. And our plane got in at 10:30 pm. Wore a knee brace on the plane, which spared me pain.
There are lots of awesome people here. Met some CFUDers I've never met before, and
I will have to stand in line for a looong time in... six hours? Should be fun! (Honestly though. Fuck yeah, countrygroup.)