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([personal profile] cupcake_goth Apr. 25th, 2017 02:35 pm)
I was idly reminiscing about the old seagoth shopping trips, where everyone would meet up at one spot, and then we would carpool to various thrift stores.

And then my brain went "Wait, didn't one of the recent net.goth Convergences have an event where they chartered a bus and did the same sort of thing?"

So now I am pondering the logistics of organizing a gothy shopping trip where we charter a bus and hit four or five thrift stores. Everyone pay a certain amount toward the cost of the bus, and off we go.


- No worrying about ratio of drivers to non-drivers.

- I could promote this on FB as a "shopping with Auntie Jilli" event, and I'm pretty sure the babygoths would come out in droves.


- Cost, obviously.

- Would there be enough interest that translated to people actually paying the money to do this?

- Do I really want to / have time to organize an event?

In other words, my brain is ridiculous and perhaps not to be trusted.
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([personal profile] cupcake_goth Apr. 24th, 2017 10:29 pm)
Finished hat? Maybe? I think so.

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([personal profile] lotesse Apr. 24th, 2017 07:07 pm)
I turn 31 next month, and this past year a lot of things I've wanted have shown up for me. Honestly, if I have one wish for this summer it's that I be able to enjoy them -- I'm still a wee bit shaken by the changes right now, tbh, and working to deal with worries about bad times coming round again.

Work first, then love -- work is good, I'm getting heavy praise for honestly not that much effort?? I met with an old family friend who works on freshwater conservation this afternoon, I guess he needs a writer in a hurry? So maybe this summer will be MBA work and writing for them, and perhaps I won't do any academic/literary writing at all, or not so much. I'm really okay with that -- it's been good for me, transitionally, but the industry that runs parallel to the academic humanities seems infected with the same sickness that's imo overrunning academia -- the pay is shit, the treatment is shit, there's no stability, and it's acceptable to work your people hard without having their backs on anything. Two years ago, it felt important to keep my hand in, keep up on scholarship. Now? Fuckem.

Love. Love is good. Not effortless, and not perfect -- but it's kind of an amazing feeling, learning how to trust someone to have my back like this. I was never this vulnerable with my ex, never as open about my needs, and my god, it's really something, innit, this mutual support gig?

I'm feeling comfortable moving on milestones that I never wanted to share with my ex, even though it hasn't been so very long -- discussed sharing the main body of finances today, getting a joint acct together, and lord but that's something I never ever ever wanted to do with S. I'm not worried in the same way about D. spending out my money selfishly, because seeing me provided for is genuinely important to him -- in fact, I think he's going to be able to help me learn to spend money on myself, which is something I've never got the hang off. I've a pair of new shoes and two new dresses this spring, and am going out in pursuit of a new swimsuit as soon as my period's over -- and it's lovely nice to have new things as needed, really it is.

April was scary for me, because I was medically and financially -- and emotionally -- in a needier place than I had been over the winter, and it was frightening to subject the relationship to the test that S. failed so abjectly -- could I still have worth when not able to play Lady Bountiful? But I needn't have worried.

We're going camping this weekend, for the 1st -- it's just starting to be warm enough to sleep out, here, and he's been asking for a chance to convince me that his method will render sleeping out comfortable enough to make it nice to do. I'm willing to take it on faith.
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([personal profile] cupcake_goth Apr. 24th, 2017 03:39 pm)
Floof! Floof on hat!

Not shown: the dark burgundy lace lining I sewed to the underside of the brim. That lace matches the dress I'm wearing (as well it should, as it's from when I shortened the dress), and helps create a better transition between the darker dress and the more-red-than-burgundy hat.

I'm almost done with it. I think I want to add two more roses -- tucked under each side of the bow, facing the back of the hat -- and sew this pendant (which I've had forever) onto the bow. I guess I'll pin all of that on and see how it looks.
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([personal profile] harpers_child Apr. 23rd, 2017 11:26 pm)
This post is super notes to self documenting my reaction to a medication I'm stopping. Poop related TMI at the end.

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([personal profile] cupcake_goth Apr. 22nd, 2017 02:44 pm)
I was going to spend today pinning and sewing the venise lace onto the edges of the lace collar/breastplate thing I'm making as part of my Vampire Ball outfit. But first I had to take the old lace off, because the base collar/front had originally been a stretchy lace shirt of mine, and the narrow ruffled lace down the front would add too much bulk, not work with the intended design, and make attaching the resin bobcat skull more difficult than it needed to be.

Guess who kept tearing the damn thing? AAAAAAUUUGH.

But hey! Did you know that you can buy lace collar/dickies on Amazon with Prime shipping? So that arrives Tuesday, which gives me enough time to attach the venise lace and do some beading before next weekend, at which point I'll take the whole thing (and bobcat skull) with me to Thea's, where we will figure out how to attach the skull and add even more sparkly accents. And because Thea is 1) an awesome friend, and 2) Queen of Crafting and DIY, she's already said that if I need to leave the whole thing with her so she can work on it while I'm off at Disneyland, that's no problem.

This means I can spend part of today gathering all the assorted burgundy and black floof I may want to add to this hat. It's a few shades lighter than the dress I'm wearing it with, but pretty close to the skirt; if I add darker burgundy accents to it (more lace, silk roses), along with some black tulle (and maybe black roses, IDK), that will tie the whole thing together.

Yes, these are the sorts of things I do for fun.
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([personal profile] aerianya Apr. 22nd, 2017 10:37 am)
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Well mostly, a couple broken links but that way at lj too. I'll fix that later but yea!
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([personal profile] aerianya Apr. 22nd, 2017 09:15 am)
Just realized it's been a veerrry long time since I uploaded my lj content.
Looking around for everyone. Dusting everything off.
Gonna start posting here again too.I hope...
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([personal profile] cupcake_goth Apr. 21st, 2017 04:07 pm)
I am now visiting the land of Migraine Hangover, which is much better than the ... 3? 4? days I spent in MigraineLand. I woke up this morning, realized that why yes, something in my neck was out, this wasn't just a reaction to the ridiculously changeable weather we've been having. So I went to the chiropractor. A bunch of hideous grinding and crunching noises later, my pain levels have dropped substantially.

My chiro has no idea why my neck/atlas keeps going out of alignment, but has suggested that I look into Indian Club exercises to improve the strength in my arms, shoulders, and neck. Okay? He loaned me some starter clubs, and I'm going to watch some tutorials on ye olde internets. Apparently it's ... swinging clubs around. Sure! Let me learn to wave sticks around in a possibly menacing way!

(I asked him if I could just use parasols instead of the clubs. He sighed and told me no.)


The new(ish, I've been doing it for a little over a month) low carb eating regime is actually helping with the general inflammation and pain issues I've been having. It also has been helping with brain fog. On the one hand, I miss mac&cheese SO MUCH. On the other hand, having a much lower level of background pain on a daily basis is AMAZING. And, I won't lie, this is also leading to weight loss, which means that the Body Image Demons are being quieter, which is really, REALLY nice. That's not the reason I'm doing this, but it's a nice side effect.


Sometime this weekend, I really need to write a To Do list for everything I need to get done before Bats Day and Vampire Ball. But hey! The stress levels from work are dropping, which is something I kinda despaired of ever happening. Even the looming presence of multiple 6am planning meetings next week isn't making me want to run away and hide! I mean, I'm not thrilled about 6am meetings, but this time it won't be just me reminding everyone about documentation.
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([personal profile] emceeaich Apr. 21st, 2017 10:43 am)

Last night, April 20th, Nichele Norris interviewed Anita Hill and Ellen K. Pao. [personal profile] cynthia1960 and I went. It was cathartic.

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([personal profile] azurelunatic Apr. 20th, 2017 12:54 pm)
So I went to Tacoma for a week, to visit my primary partner. It was a very nice visit and everyone had fun!

I flew out Monday the 10th, marred by some lateness from the previous plane arriving, but I had a very lovely chat with my seatmate and gave her some info on self-taught programming for her teenage son who is very good with computers and might be interested in programming if he doesn't go the heart surgeon route. (He is whip-smart, autistic, and interested in planes. And computers. And being a heart surgeon.) Upon seeing my partner, I kissed them hello straight off and then we loaded everything into the car and headed for the next stop (taking time to update the local branch of the polycule on what was up).

My partner met my sister, yay!

There were cheesecake-related shenanigans.

I got to meet my partner's co-workers, and see them at work in one of the more rewarding aspects of their job -- plus some of the stuff that goes into making that happen.

I got to meet some long-time internet friends in person ([ profile] tygerr & wife), see Ex Mrs. Shawn #1, see [personal profile] vlion and wife and kid. Stories were told. I got to meet [personal profile] rynia and their wife and another friend, plus my metamour, and the people whose couch my partner will be occupying for the next little bit. And I got to meet the people whose spare room my partner and their cat are currently in. Plus see a few bandmates. And a few of my sister's bandmates. And my metamour's mother and brothers. SO MANY PEOPLE.

Very good times were had by all. We listen to some of the same podcasts, and our philosophies of laundry are compatible. The food choices worked out. [personal profile] norabombay and I bat around some thoughts on alpha/beta/omega dynamics as they are seen in fanfic, and basically you'd need some hardcore preparation for an omega heat. You'd want frozen burritos or something that are super quick to fix, a room with a nice comfortable bed, and a fuckton of lube and such. Water bottles for bed. You know.


Despite some concerns, we did not get told that we were disturbing other guests. We may have been doing it wrong.


I left on Monday. I did most of my weeping and clinging on Sunday night. I'm adjusting to life back home, but with a part of my head that I didn't realize had been quite so on-edge now purring quietly to itself.

We'd sort of wanted an oasis of calm with just the two of us. Instead, we got the edge of a crisis, as my partner's hosts had been told that it was renovation time and they needed to find a new place. And my partner had various things at work on four of the weekdays. Plus I wanted to meet people while I was there, and show off my partner. So it wasn't just the two of us alone with no worries, it was commuting and work and locating moving boxes and all sorts of little things.

Our emotions and our physical interactions had been growing wildly out of step. It's one thing to spend comfortable time in each other's virtual presence, swearing at traffic or grumbling about an essay or something. It's another to actually touch each other. I had been a little worried: would I push them away in the middle of the night? Would I be able to fall asleep with their skin touching me? As it turned out, if I tiptoed out of bed in the middle of the night to pee, they'd wrap back around me when I came in, and when they got out of bed with their alarm on a workday, I'd grumble something sleepy at the loss of their touch.

When I was an impressionable teenager, I read some MSR portal fantasy with soulbonding, where some form of magic had bound Mulder and Scully tightly to each other; in the early bits of the fic, the space between them decreased, so they needed to be in physical contact at all times. (This was down to some malfunction, and the bond was fixed later on.) But in the beginning, as the bond strengthened, the physical distance decreased.

But that's ... kind of not where things go.

Given the opportunity, my partner and I will snuggle up into each other. We're both a little short on skin-to-skin contact, so I will likely as not have my hand grasping their shirt collar, fingers tucked against their neck. But it doesn't hurt to let go. It's not a problem of scarcity. If they let go, they will come back and hold me again. If I let go, I will come back and curl around them. There's a security. They are a fixed point. My anchor. My love.
Parted from me and never parted; never and always touching and touched.
Mal: Ship like this will be with you ’til the day you die.
Zoe: That’s ’cause it’s a death trap.

My car, in the words of the mechanic, is no longer considered roadworthy. It has thousands of dollars with of mechanical issues wrong with it, and the body is sufficiently corroded that it can no longer be loaded onto a hoist, and the bumpers are partially attached to the car by happy thoughts.

I've now signed up for Vrtucar, and will have the summer to decide if that is suitable for me or if I need to go car shopping and start budgeting for car payments again.

I had designs on turning my car into an art project when it was near the end of it's lifespan - something akin to the Electric Mayhem paint job from the original Muppet Movie:

Given both the costs involved in painting the car, and the fact that I really ought not to be driving it around much, it doesn't seem practical. Though the prospect of trying to fund it on Kickstarter is entertaining:
main goal: cover the costs of the paint and related costs
stretch goal #1: cover the required mechanical repairs so that my car is suffuciently safe to drive to actually pass inspection!
stretch goal #2: cover the required repairs to the body so that this art car can decorate society for years to come!
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([personal profile] cupcake_goth Apr. 18th, 2017 09:55 pm)

Why yes, I have pretty much planned my outfit for the actual day of Bats Day (the Sunday), and have almost completely planned the rest of my wardrobe for the rest of trip.

I'm trying to concentrate on other things that need to be done (oh, work stuff, writing a new Gothic Charm School post, finalizing details about Vampire Ball and working on one of the accessories I'm going to be wearing at that), but OMG DISNEYLAND.

... in many ways, I am a very simple creature. Give me vampire books, decorative boys in eyeliner, and repeated trips through the Haunted Mansion, and I am entirely happy.
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([personal profile] harpers_child Apr. 18th, 2017 11:54 pm)
Looking at furniture online. Trying to find a pair of chairs and a bench for the breakfast bar. I now know the answer as to who the hell makes a bench can only hold 170 pounds. Still not sure why.

I'm kinda glad I decided I'd make the bench to start with. At least two grown people should be able to sit on a bench at the same time.
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([personal profile] cupcake_goth Apr. 17th, 2017 11:03 am)
Travel home from the Ottawa trip was fraught. The nice Air Canada lady at the Ottawa airport put me on standby for the flight that was an hour earlier (I had gotten to the airport early), so I made it to Toronto with plenty of time before my flight to Seattle! And that flight was running 45 minutes or so late, so fine. Time to get extra tea, to actually sit down and have food, all that good stuff.

After I went through security, passport control, and US Customs, I wandered over to my gate. Finally boarded the plane, aaaand then an announcement: readiness check showed that they needed to change a tire, so all of us needed to deplane and wait in the walkway. A couple of us passengers asked the flight staff, and they said we didn't need to take our carry-on luggage with us, so we all trooped off.

10-15 minutes later, another announcement. Wait, no, we need to go back on the plane, collect our belongings, and go back to the gate.

And then, the waiting. They brought us snacks. They bribed the kids with candy. They bribed the kids with coloring books. THREE HOURS after we were supposed to take off, we finally reboarded the plane. After they did a last-minute reboot of the plane OS.

Have I mentioned that on my flight OUT from Seattle, the plane had to be essentially jump started? Yeah. I don't think I'll be flying Air Canada again.


Last night I went to see The Damned with Rhias! It's the 40th anniversary tour, and it was SO MUCH FUN. Dave Vanian looks like a rock 'n roll version of Vincent Price. I may have squeaked and flailed when he came on stage. Maybe.

And, because it was Easter, they performed "White Rabbit" during an encore. Dave Vanian wore a pair of bunny ears someone had tossed on stage. DAVE VANIAN. BUNNY EARS.

Just in case you didn't see the photos on the other social media sites I hang out on, here's what I wore, and a good shot of my makeup:

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([personal profile] harpers_child Apr. 15th, 2017 09:01 pm)
We have people over for the SU's birthday shenanigans. Fighting games in one room. Board games in another.

There are people seriously putting forth the idea that changing a comic book character's race is racist. The phrase "Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent should always be white because it's a major part of their character" has been uttered in my living room.

I can't even. I do not have the spoons for this bullshit.

I was already being anti-social because my head is bothering me.

Edit: "Batman comes from old money and black people in America don't have that kind of old money."
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([personal profile] beable Apr. 15th, 2017 11:50 am)
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([personal profile] chelseagirl Apr. 14th, 2017 05:03 pm)
In-laws here from the UK just at the same time I am doing draft conferences for all my studeents' final papers, selling an apartment (oh my goodness, we got more than asking! assuming the board approves the aspirant), and hitting all the deadlines for conference submissions. So . . . nothing much going on.

Did have Good Friday off, so went with M and parents to Coney Island today. Nice to be there out of season.

Soon I'll have time to talk about stuff again. Meanwhile, strong recommendation: read City of Stairs by Robert Jackson Bennett -- so good!
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([personal profile] primsong Apr. 14th, 2017 09:25 am)
Went to reassemble the bed in our guest room after my son and I wrestled it back into the house from the garage, just one of those basic metal frames. No bolts. Son: "It was wired together, Dad had me cut it apart with my wire cutters when we moved it."

I go fish around in the garage and locate four bolts about the right size. Assemble bed. It doesn't fit the boxspring. What the heck? It's a king sized frame? No wonder it was wired together. Go to Habitat for Humanity to drop off king frame and pick up a nicer queen one for only ten bucks. Yay! While there I notice 2 lovely green chairs and a small table to go with them. Chalkboard sign says chairs are 50% off today. Hm.

Go home and assemble bed, turn around and go back to Habitat. Now I have a new dining set! The chairs were only $12 and the table $14. Gosh I love that place! Woo!
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([personal profile] harpers_child Apr. 13th, 2017 11:52 pm)
TW for dental work in #1

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2. The SU's birthday is tomorrow. Smallest sister is in town and went present shopping for me since he turned over a wish list yesterday. Sometimes not driving is a pain in the ass and I think about getting my license. Then I remember what my average pain level is and that some days I can't feel my feet and that I have an anxiety disorder.

3. The Problem Glyphs pre-order is live! I am happy because I missed the kickstarter. if you want one yourself.