To let you know I'm alive.

jo_the_phoenix @ 2009-12-23T11:27:00

2009-12-23T17:27:32Z

W00T!!!!! Made the Dean's list this semester!!! 85%+ average!!! Yeah, baybeeeeee!!!!!!!
I am so smrt! </homer>
Yay me! (does happy dance)

Ahem, enough with that nonsense! Just thought I'd put that out there. :)

Hoping you all have a great holiday, a merry Christmas and all that.... :D Stay warm and safe and healthy! And eat lots! And drink lots! Merry ho-ho, everyone!

Sugar cookies. (ST xi fic)

2009-09-02T02:51:14Z

Sugar Cookies
Written for an st_xi_kink prompt (but sorry, no kink). http://community.livejournal.com/st_xi_kink/8893.html?thread=26219453#t26219453

"There were few foods available on Enterprise that everybody enjoyed. Everyone had their favourite, of course, but there was only one that was universally liked by all on board."

Sugar Cookies
There were few foods available on Enterprise that everybody enjoyed. Everyone had their favourite, of course, but there was only one that was universally liked by all on board.

Jim was allergic to synthesized pecans, and so the programming based on Bones’ mother’s recipe wasn’t tried by him. Jim steered clear when McCoy was eating pecan pie- the moaning the CMO gave as each bite was consumed bordered on orgasmic.

Sulu was quite disgusted with Chekov’s favourite: beet borscht with replicated sour cream was one food that he wouldn’t be caught dead eating. Pink soup was where he drew the line.

Scotty, who could (and did) eat nearly anything set in front of him in the mess, wouldn’t eat synthesized lamb. Jim suspected that it was because Scotty had worked for a time on a Terran sheep farm. Scotty had mentioned the ‘wee lambie-kins’ before revealing that he would never eat mutton, fake or not. His groans in the mess as Jim tucked into his own lamb chops with relish were terrible to hear.

Uhura refused gelatin desserts. Sulu repeatedly tried to entice her interest in old-fashioned “Jello” to no avail. “If it wiggles like a Borgia fruit, I refuse to touch it.” Sulu ate his lime-flavoured gelatin dessert alone.

Gaila hated Uhura's favourite. Bones loathed Scotty's favourite. Quarrels were had over use of the food synthesizer's resources.

But everyone loved the sugar cookies.

"Why are they shaped as humanoids?"
"I don't know," Amanda Grayson looked at her son as she kneaded the second batch of sugar dough. The first batch she had removed from the oven, and her six-year-old son carefully peered at the man-shaped cookies. She tried to give an answer that he would be more satisfied with. "Many people make cookies in this shape. Perhaps it is because the children who ate the cookies also played with them as toys."
"The human children consumed them after playing with them? That is unhygienic." Spock used one of his mother's fabric oven pads to shift the flat baking stone into a less precarious position on the stove.
Amanda smiled a little. "It was a very long time ago."
"Hygiene existed a very long time ago," Spock countered.
"Yes, but humans did not overly concern themselves about it in the eighteenth century." Amanda rolled the dough out and used a drinking vessel to cut more cookies. Round, this time, rather than gingerbread-man-shaped. More hygienic. She noticed her son studying the baked cookies more intently. "They should be cool enough to eat. Have one," she insisted.
His interest seemed to wane as he controlled his facial expression. But when Amanda expressed disappointment in the slight drop in her shoulders, and the tilt of her eyebrows, Spock allowed himself to show interest again.
He picked up a humanoid sugar cookie and tasted it. He did not attempt to control the delight that surged through him as he enjoyed the cookie. He smiled at his mother and asked if he might partake of another. She smiled back, granted him permission to have more, and put the second batch in the oven to bake.

jo_the_phoenix @ 2009-08-06T20:00:00

2009-08-07T02:01:26Z

I feel exactly like Lisa.... so pathetic.... when will university classes start again?????

Reaper fic-rec

2009-07-29T15:33:00Z

Found an awesome Reaper fic: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4515924/1/Wing_Man
It's got some glitches (misplaced commas, etc.) but it's a great story, and everyone is in-character.
If you're into Reaper, I highly recommend this fic. :D

New fic!

2009-06-03T00:55:23Z

A new fic! Sort of. I've been working at this one for a few months. X2: I've always wondered what happened to Colossus and the others that escaped from Stryker's soldiers. Slashiness will happen eventually. Yay for slash! :D Colossus/Northstar
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5107473/1/A_Matter_of_Survival

jo_the_phoenix @ 2009-05-31T09:40:00

2009-05-31T15:41:17Z

So completely and utterly disappointed with the Wolverine movie. :(
Shoulda went to Star Trek again.

I wanna get to know you!

2008-10-21T00:58:47Z

If you're on my friends list, I want to know 36 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine, you're on my list so I want to know you better!

Comment here and repost a blank one on your own journal.

01) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
02) What was your dream growing up?
03) What talent do you wish you had?
04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
05) Favorite vegetable?
06) What was the last book you read?
07) What zodiac sign are you?
08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.
09) Worst Habit?
10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
11) What is your favorite sport?
12) Do you have a pessimistic or optimistic attitude?
13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
16) Do you have any pets?
17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?
18) What was your first impression of me?
19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21) Would you be my partner in crime or my conscience?
22) What color eyes do you have?
23) Ever been arrested?
24) Bottle or can soda?
25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?
27) What's your favorite place to hang out?
28) Do you believe in ghosts?
29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30) Do you swear a lot?
31) Biggest pet peeve?
32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?
34) Favorite and least favorite food?
35) Do you believe in God?
36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?

jo_the_phoenix @ 2008-06-29T20:44:00

2008-06-30T02:51:58Z

No more pencils, no more books... no more students' dirty looks!

Yeah, done the school year as a teaching assistant. But I will be a student again in Sept. I'm going to get my teaching degree, so for the next four years I will be holding my nose to the grindstone in university.

How will this affect my ~~non-existent~~ fic writing? Yeah, I have been writing, just not typing and posting it yet. REALLY! Maybe over the summer... I hope to get some done and posted soon.

promises, promises....

jo_the_phoenix @ 2007-02-18T05:31:00

2007-02-19T00:04:36Z

Having no free internet sucks. I miss my internet. I think I'll have to bite the bullet and buy a computer and get internet hookup. Blah.
I miss reading fic. :(

My world has changed

2007-01-24T17:33:17Z

It's funny, how one's life can change in seemingly the blink of an eye.

I applied for a Signing assistant job with the School Board in Oct or Nov. I had pretty much given up hope that they would ever phone me. Wonders never cease, they phoned me on Monday. They asked if I could come in for an interview the next day. So, I went for an interview. Totally threw me for a loop. I guess that I did okay in the interview, because they phoned me within three hours to offer me a term position (to cover for a maternity leave) to the end of the school year, with a possibility of full time perm next year.

I don't think that my current job will allow me the leave time I requested, so I may have to quit. Which is kind of scary/kind of cool. I've been here five years, so I have all the seniority, benefits, have had many pay increments, all of the friends I've made here...
But, I've been here five years. I'm jaded and bored. There is no room for promotion. I don't want to make this my career. And my co-workers drive me nuts.

Change is good. But I'm scared shitless.

Otherwise, I'm okay. Still craving Coca-cola. We ordered a pizza the other night, and it was strange not to have Coke with it. Cranberry juice doesn't really cut it. But I haven't fallen off of the wagon. I'm proud of myself.
I'm going to dance class tonight, and tomorrow night. That'll be fun. I bought some fabric to make a dancing costume. It's a light turquoise, some satin, some (ack, I can't remember what it's called... like an organza, but lighter and drapes better.) sheer polyester material. I don't intend to go onstage for any months, but I couldn't resist fabric at 70% off. Especially satin.

Jonesing

2007-01-19T15:46:59Z

Oh God! I want a Coke! A&W Root Beer! Jones Soda Blue Bubble Gum! Dr. Pepper! ANYTHING!!! I'll even settle for a Pepsi!!!

I dreamed of Coca-cola last night. The feeling of the bottle in my hands, all 591mls of it, the hiss sound of the carbonation as I twisted off the cap. I touched the bottle to my lips to drink when my dream changed into something else. GAH!!! I want a Coke!!!!

jo_the_phoenix @ 2007-01-18T12:45:00

2007-01-18T19:25:22Z

Soooooo broke. I went overboard this weekend shopping. Stupid bead store. Stupid Zellers. Stupid petstore. Stupid Jolie.
I am hoping to sell some of the jewelery I made with the beads I bought. (Please, dear God, let me sell this jewelery!!!)

I haven't had a Coca-cola (or any other soda pop) in 8 days. I'm doing good on my resolution; but sugar-and-caffeine withdrawl sucks ass. I'm bitchy, twitchy and am expecting to see bugs crawling out of the walls any moment now. I've been substituting my coke with water. And fruit. I'm eating lots and lots of fruit. Too bad that fruit is expensive here at this time of year. *shrug*

I've also re-joined a belly dance class. I finished a course of classes a few years ago, but didn't keep up with it. I became a couch potato, so now I'm fat. So I'm going back to it. I had one class last night, and will be going to a cardio belly dance class tonight. Goodness knows I need it. I'm getting excited again about being a dancer. What really suckered me into taking these classes again, and with the same teacher as last time, is that when I checked out her website, there was a photo of me on stage posted with the class descriptions and prices. http://www.ascherarose.com/BeginClasses.htm I'm in the middle, though I'm not blonde anymore... And I'm a bit fatter now. (Soon to be whittled back down to 'chubby', not 'fat' ;) )

At work: My rebel buddy is gone on holidays for three weeks. So I'm stuck with no-one really to talk to. I guess that leaves me more time for beadwork while watching the security cameras. Maybe I'll be better able to kick my coke habit if he's not here... he drinks about a liter of pop a day, which would be temptation for me.

At home: My wife bought the degus a running wheel, so now they're running constantly and will be hopefully zonked out by the time I get home and sleeping. :) They're so cute. The one got scared by the other and jumped on the wheel to try and run away. So dumb. But so cute.
My mother-in-law is coming for a week-long visit in Feb. Which will be awesome! I love it when she comes to our place. She's so cool and creative. She's a lot of fun. I must clean, rearrange, clean some more, come up with a menu plan, dig out my fimo (she and I have a great time doing fimo together), and clean some more.

Brand new 30-year-old cousin

2007-01-11T16:45:44Z

On Saturday, my uncle (mom's brother) got an email from a woman who told him that she was his neice. My other uncle moved to Australia nearly forty years ago, and our family doesn't hear much from him at all, but now his daughter tracked us down, and wants to learn all about our family.
So, it's awesome! I have a new cousin! Both my uncle here and my mother emailed her, and I will too, but not yet. Don't wanna scare her with a bombarding of emails. I'm totally stoked about this.

Nothing much else happening. I bought more beads from FireFrost Studios. I just got a shipment in from Fire Mountain Gems, too. So that'll keep me busy for a while.

It's freakin cold here. It's -40 Celcius with the wind. Gah! I had to go out to plug in the car this morning (should have plugged it in last night, but whatever). So I got out of bed, pulled on socks, jeans, and my "She's so cold" Rolling Stones bunnyhug (with the mouth and tongue logo on the front with icicles) over my jammies. Then added shoes, parka, scarf and Thinsulate gloves. And I still froze my ass off. I was only outside for the few minutes it took me to unlock the car, gather the extension cord and plug the sucker in. Brrrrr... It was nice to have a hot shower directly after that. I want a garage. A heated garage. Mumble grumble.

jo_the_phoenix @ 2006-12-30T13:13:00

2006-12-30T19:45:03Z

Feeling better and full of beans. Not literally, but you know...
Christmas was fine. I've been listening to nothing but my new CD The Beatles "Love". I'm sure my wife has regretted buying it for me - she's only had to listen to it, like, twenty times now. I've got "Lady Madonna" in my head, which is a whole lot nicer than saying "I've got the beetles in my head." I've grossed a few people out by saying that. Wonder why......

Other than the folks I've disgusted, people have been inviting me everywhere. Which is strange. I've got three parties to go to this week, which is more parties than I've been to in the past three years. It'll be fun. I guess. Can my liver handle it? I hope so.

I've been busy doing beadwork - I've committed myself to making a leather pouch for my use at work. I've been thinking and trying to figure out exactly the best way to do this. I've made a denim prototype, but it won't work with leather, so I'll put a strap and fancy beadwork on the denim one and send it to my Mom-in-law as a purse. I'm so kind.
I've also put a bunch of new pics of my jewelery up on DeviantArt, which made me feel a little bit better about my lack of productivity.

Here's a fimo keytag I made for my wife, but the chain keeps breaking. Anyone know where I can get a good quality, heavy-duty chain small enough for this? Grrr.

Nothing much happening with writing fic. When I wasn't beading this past week, I've had my nose stuffed in a book, which was good for relaxing me, but I haven't gotten any writing done. I should go for a long walk. That sometimes helps my creativity. But it's just so bloody cold out I've been getting rides to work instead of walking. Minus-25 degrees Celcius is not conducive to fic-writing.

I also gotta go to the comic book store in a bad way. It's sad: I'm jonesing for comic books. Hmmmm... which is more important? Comics or paying the Visa bill? Visa bill, but sadly, it's a close decision. I'm such a nerd. *sigh*

colds suck.

2006-12-22T15:53:18Z

I haven't been at work for the last week because of my annual cold. I don't get sick a lot, but I get usually one cold a year, and it sticks around for a while. I'm still sniffling, but I made it to work this week. I just hope my wife doesn't catch it. She catches almost everything going around.

Had our staff Christmas party last night. I pigged out on food. I won booze filled choclates (yeah!!!). As a secret santa-type gift, I received 120 trees planted in my name in poor countries (Sweet! The best gift ever!). So, yeah. Good party.

I'm sick of working. I'm hoping to win the lotto tonight. $30million! I could do a bit with that, I think. Mmmm.... lottery winning fantasies.......

I'm going to my family's for Christmas eve, and Christmas Day. Yay. More food. ;) It'll be good.

The Schedule Fiasco

2006-12-07T23:54:50Z

I'm completely irritated (and that's putting it lightly) with my co-workers today. One in particular - I'm certain that she has some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, but isn't getting help for it. She's very controlling, too... but since I realized that her 'sweet voice' is the one she uses when she thinks she's being all smooth and manipulative, I don't do what she 'politely suggests' anymore. Which makes her more obsessive about controlling (not controlling; how would she put it? "guiding" or something) her co-workers... namely- me. Which sucks, because she used to be such a great friend, but now I can't even be in the same room with her without being tense and stressed out. She treats me like a child, which is strange because it's not like I'm a new worker or anything: we've both been working here for the same length of time.
Another of my co-workers (my ally in what we call 'the great rebellion of '05/'06') says that "if they treat you like a child/lazy person/slacker/ insert-bad-work-habit-here, you should act like one/what they expect," etc. So what I do alot of days (when I feel like a complete asshole) is I shirk my duties. Not that there's a lot of duties here, but it gets under her skin, and it entertains us rebels for a few hours.

The Schedule Fiasco (yes... this must be capitalized, as this has been one of the great battles in the '06 Rebellion) was one other thing we did to put her off her stride. She had become very insistent that we all follow a schedule; she had pretty much started to harass us about it on an hourly basis... "Jolie! It's your turn to man the front desk!" "Jolie! Are you coming to relieve me in the security room!?!It's your duty!" Gimme a break! Imagine all that said in a sickly-sweet MaryPoppins voice, but still not to be argued with. Finally, we tore the paper copies of the schedule up and threw them away. It took three weeks of constant head-butting, but she's finally given up on scheduling us. She's still really gung-ho about her front desk time, though. Haven't gotten rid of that habit.

Gah. And she thinks that she's perfect. And doing everything the 'right way'. Crap.

Nothing else. Got a big pay cheque today! Yay! Christmas is back on, kids! ;)

Ahhh, another long horrible work day is done. I now sit at the computer to wait until it is time to catch the bus to go to my last sign language class of this season. Lucky me, it is at the best pizza place in town. Mmmmm... pizza...

jo_the_phoenix @ 2006-12-01T12:32:00

2006-12-01T18:32:47Z

I can't believe that it's December. But we did have a few blizzards here, so it'll definately be a white Christmas.

On the night of the first blizzard, I was supposed to be in a first aid refresher course. I showed up early, thanks to my fabulous chauffeur (aka: my wife). But we had to wait in the parking lot, with six or seven other vehicles, because the instructor did not show up. Was I POed. We waited for a half an hour, when I finally said 'fuck this', and we left.
It snowed and snowed that night. The first aid people phoned me bright and early the next morning and woke me up (those bastards!). They apolgized profusely, telling me that the instructor that was supposed to be there had gotten stuck on the way to work, and they said that the course would go on that night and the next (Tues and Wed). That would be cramming twelve hours of class into eight hours. If it was a language course, or a painting course or something, that would be fine. But with first aid and CPR? Would you think that that's pretty important, and you would want your students to get as much practice as possible? Nah. I mean, first aid isn't something that's used when LIVES ARE AT STAKE!!!! Duh.
So I told them "no, take my name off the list". I didn't want to drive through the city again, and I figured I would be all kinds of attitude and that it wouldn't be a good experience. Anyway. I didn't go. They'd better not bill my employer. Grrr.

I did a lot of work this week, so my paycheque will be good. I've been busy helping to train a rookie here, which is a break from the normal routine.

Another funny story from my "Adventures in Tour-Guiding": I was teaching a grade 5 class about ancient weapons systems, starting with the spear used in the ice age. I asked "How many spears do you think it would take to bring down a Woolly Mammoth?" Of course I get all of the dumb answers like "a million!" "three thousand!" etc, but this week, one kid said "Five, if you nail him in the family jewels!" Well, the kids cracked up (even more so when one of the girls didn't get it), and the teacher kind of buried her head in her hands. Luckily, I didn't lose my train of thought, or anything. I simply said "That would only serve to make the mammoth angry," and kept on with the tour. It was pretty funny, and I killed myself laughing over it later.

Not much else happening.
I woke up this morning kind of frustrated after an erotic dream. But who the hell dreams of making love in an igloo?!??! WTF?!? Strange... *shrug* It's not like the heating went out in my apt, or anything.
I just remembered that they have an igloo room at the West Edmonton Mall's Fantasyland Hotel. http://www.fantasylandhotel.com/rooms/luxury_igloo.asp Mental.

house woes. Again.

2006-11-24T18:06:26Z

My wife and I have been offered a house to buy for $20 000. It's 1000 sq ft. Basement. Attached garage. bells and whistles. etc. All the good stuff. A friend of a friend is trying to get rid of it. It's an absolute steal.
Problem is... it's an hour out of town. That means two hours commute to get to and from work. I'm accustomed to a half-hour walk (or a seven minute drive).
And, in the past few days, I have resigned myself to living in the Clod's building for at least another year while we save up money to use as a down payment for a mortgage to buy a house in the city.
With winter coming on, an out-of-town commute will really aversely affect our car. I don't know if I trust our little Tercel to hold up to that much highway driving.
I'm tired of life's curveballs. (Just talked to another tenant of the Clod's, and he said that the landlord hasn't done any upgrades at his apt building, either. And, in fact, there's some sort of dispute happening regarding a leaking bathtub and mold, etc. That sucks.)

Nothing else of note happening in my world. It blizzarded a bit here last night. And it's still snowing now which I don't really mind.
I'm eventually going to add some more photos of my beadwork up on Deviant Art. Maybe tomorrow... I've been dying to add a pic of a brooch and earring set I made of a golden Snitch and broomsticks. They're so cool. I'm totally proud of myself. (and by the way, I just watched the teaser trailer for Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. It looks alright. I'm not a huge fan of the movies, but I think this one will be good.)
Nothing else. I'm getting kicked off the work computer now, so *shrug* I guess that's it!

jo_the_phoenix @ 2006-11-22T11:10:00

2006-11-22T17:10:11Z

Watching the leaves blowing around. Can't wait till it snows, just cause I'm tired of autumn. I find I'm uncharacteristically waiting anxiously for Christmas.

I just finished giving a tour here at work to a kindergarten class who was very well behaved. I'm impressed. One of the kids said, when asked about what skunks do for winter said something like, "They squirt green stuff!" Totally threw me off my train of thought, but I had a good laugh later with the class's teacher. Otherwise, they were pretty much on the ball. :D

Kids, toddlers mostly, are waddling around here in little parkas and toques. Biological clock is freaking out. Stupid hormones.

I watched Lilo and Stitch last night. I seemingly needed comfort, as that is what I watch when something is not quite right in my tiny world. I can't tell what's wrong right now, but I'm a bit off these days. It's pretty gloomy here. Maybe when the snow falls (hopefully sometime this week), it'll brighten up. I've got a Sign Language class at the coffee shop tomorrow night, and that'll be good;. Mmmmmm.... London Fog.... *drool*

Maybe, too, once I've finished a few of the fics I've been working on, I'll feel better. I <3 fluff. Why, as a lesbian, do I like to write (and read) male-on-male fic? Bizarre! o.O
Whatever.

EDIT: just found something else to fuel my raging clock: Baby laughing video. It's a minute and a half of a baby laughing his ass off. LINK! It's archived on a radio station's website, but whatever.

Pirates of the Caribbean 2

2006-11-18T18:44:44Z

Pirates of the Caribbean 2
WTF?!?
Seriously... What the hell was that all about?!??! Ach, I went to see this flick at the cheapie movie theatre, I paid only four dollars, and I still feel ripped off.
Not because of the so-called 'cliffhanger' ending, but because of the major plot holes. Damn. What a dumb story line.
And don't get me started on the FX. If the graphics people would have spent a little more time on their masking, the movie would have been five times better.
Oh well.
At least it appeared that both Kiera and Orlando have taken acting lessons. Mind you, Orlando's character shouldn't take all that much work in terms of acting. *shrug*

I did get an evening out, though. I guess it was a good date movie. Lots of flash-bang-boom for my four bucks (hey, big spender!) and lots of half-decent humour you couldn't see coming. Meh. 2&1/2 stars out of five.

jo_the_phoenix @ 2006-11-16T17:41:00

2006-11-16T23:41:22Z

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last Thursday I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points). In September I set minervasolo's puppy on fire (-66 points). In November eliyes and I robbed a bank (-50 points). In May I gave eliyes a kidney (1000 points). In June I broke eliyes's X-Box (-12 points).

Overall, I've been nice (873 points). For Christmas I deserve a new dolly!

Sincerely,
jo_the_phoenix

I need more friends... BUT I GOT A DOLLY!!!!! sweet.

jo_the_phoenix @ 2006-11-15T10:26:00

2006-11-15T16:26:20Z

Depression=bad.
Duh.
This stems back to the Clod. I mean my landlord, Claude. Not only has he raised our rent, but now he's raised the price of the coin-op laundry. And not a reasonable amount. Those pieces-of-shit dryers weren't worth 25cents, and now they're $1.25. Give me a break! And the amount of laundry we do is astounding. We've calculated out that it'll cost us $35 bucks a month to clean our clothes, instead of our current $15. That's $60 more now going to the Clod including that $40 more in rent we'll owe in a few months.
I'm considering dragging my laundry hamper across town to my parents place and using their machines. Blah.

I'm going to search for a house today. God bless Google. ;) My wife's phoning mortgage brokers. We'll see what we come up with.

Nothing else. General bitchiness. *shrug*
Ah! I made a new userpic. I need photoshop lessons, but I was having fun with it.

jo_the_phoenix @ 2006-11-09T12:13:00

2006-11-09T18:13:58Z

My name is Jolie and I'm a bead-aholic.
I just cleaned out "the bead corner" of my living room, and re-discovered that I have a serious bead addiction. When it takes one all afternoon to clean up a 'little hobby', that's when it becomes obvious that there's a problem. And I just bought more beads and findings at the mall. And I'm waiting on a mail order. AND I just received a parcel from a friend who made me some beads. Egads! I got beads out the yinyang...
Sharing the love: (my friend's site- http://www.firefroststudio.com/pages/beadgallery.php )
http://www.firemountaingems.com/default.asp

No wonder I'm broke! ;)

Burrowing Owl Brooch

Mouse beads - the holes run through the body from the mouth. The big ones are about 1cm long.

Peyote stitch with seed beads- both later strung on satin rattail as a necklace.

Sterling silver with citrine and amethyst, and glass metal-lined seed beads.

sad degus

2006-11-01T21:44:42Z

We recently bought a car. It was awful to not have transportation when we really needed it.
So, my wife's out of town. I do not drive. And I needed to take my degu to a vet. Well, the only one that deals with rodents is across town from me. (If you don't know what a degu is, it's kind of like a gerbil on steroids. Check out the site Degus.org)
Murphy's law... when you really have need of a car, you will not have one, even if you have gone into debt to buy one. Grrrr.

Anyway, on Monday morning, I bundled my degu into a box, called a taxi, paid $15 to take the stupid animal to the vet. (I paid $15 for the animal in the first place.) Dropped him off. Took the bus home ($2.25). A few hours later, I took the bus back across town ($2.25), talked to the vet, paid for the vet ($60. $60!! GAH!!!). Then another taxi ($15). Dumbass animal that I paid $15 dollars for ended up costing me $94.50 in one day.

"What happened that he needed to go to the vet?" you ask.... The moron took a kamikaze dive off of my wife's shoulder into the tv screen. Face first. Splat. Nothing spooked him... the tv was off... I suspect that he thought the reflective surface of the screen was a safe place to land. Little idiot.

So he was stunned, and we managed to get him into the cage again. He was bleeding a bit under his nose, but the rest of him looked intact on Wednesday night when this happened. So, late on Sunday night, I discovered his front incisors were broken right off. Now, chewing is everything to a rodent, so I was pretty upset; bawling like a baby and everything about this dumb animal.
But, anyway... he is fine, the vet said. He has a bit of tooth left which he can use to pick up food with, and all of his molar teeth are okay, so he can eat.
The funny thing about this? The degu is named "Chewie". Now, I call him "the Degu formerly known as "Chewie"". He looks like a hockey player with busted front teeth.

*shakes head* Stupid degu.
I feel like I need a drink. Sigh.

In other news, I have finished writing (the sequel? Chapter 2?) *shrug* a continuation of "Year of the Dog". I'm pretty stoked, seeing as how I rarely write anything with chapters or sequels, let alone finishing a fic. I don't know if it's that good, but ... meh. I'll pro'lly post it anyways. I wrote the first part in January! So, this is a continuation long expected.... I'll wait a bit on it, maybe post it sometime later.

lonely already

2006-10-30T00:08:41Z

My wife is going out of town, leaving me- nay, abandoning me! - for four or five days.
Which means that I get time alone to try to work out this crazy writer's block that's been plaguing me. It's stupid: I can only write angst when my romance is going fabulously, and can only write good romance when I'm lonely or things are a bit rocky or stressful. Go figure... So maybe I'll finish off my Harry/Remus fic, or perhaps write another JeanPaul/Bobby that I've had ideas for. I dunno. They're both pretty fluffy, so being lonely and miserable, I should be able to write 'em well.

Oh, and I must do housework. Major, major cleaning is needed. Blah.