artemisofluna: (Oogity Boogity)
( Mar. 6th, 2012 08:57 pm)
So last night I decided to get a region-free DVD player so I could watch my imported DVDs in my room. Especially the ones no one else wants to watch. *coughMostHauntedcough* I found a nice one that was really cheap and so I ordered it. Then I found out, not a few hours later, that VLC player ignores regions. I have had VLC player for years. I feel like such a tool. So I cancelled the order, thankfully. And now I can watch the DVDs in my room instead of falling asleep on the sofa while staring at Yvette Fielding's face. I am such a derp-face.

So now I am gushing about cats on other people's LJs and spamming Tumbler with their faces. No, really. See?

I call it a productive day when I bond over kitties and share their adorableness with people! Also Helios just brought in a big bug from outside but then he ate it. Good boy! He had a productive day too then!

But in all seriousness, I actually had the energy to run my errands today which was very pleasing. And now I can just relax. :D
artemisofluna: (Oogity Boogity)
( Mar. 6th, 2012 08:57 pm)
So last night I decided to get a region-free DVD player so I could watch my imported DVDs in my room. Especially the ones no one else wants to watch. *coughMostHauntedcough* I found a nice one that was really cheap and so I ordered it. Then I found out, not a few hours later, that VLC player ignores regions. I have had VLC player for years. I feel like such a tool. So I cancelled the order, thankfully. And now I can watch the DVDs in my room instead of falling asleep on the sofa while staring at Yvette Fielding's face. I am such a derp-face.

So now I am gushing about cats on other people's LJs and spamming Tumbler with their faces. No, really. See?

I call it a productive day when I bond over kitties and share their adorableness with people! Also Helios just brought in a big bug from outside but then he ate it. Good boy! He had a productive day too then!

But in all seriousness, I actually had the energy to run my errands today which was very pleasing. And now I can just relax. :D
So last night I had a slasher dream. Considering how much I love slasher movies, one might think I embraced the chance to have a new one all up in my head that I didn't even need to pay admission for. Not necessarily so. I would like to take this opportunity to tell you how much arse I kicked by thinking on my feet.

It started off that I was crawling through a tunnel (lol no) while exploring NYC with Eva Amurri (Susan Sarandon's daughter. Why? Don't ask me) and the killer got into the other end of the tunnel and crawled towards us so we had to crawl super fast to get away. Most of the rest of the dream took place in an office building we were partying in because why not party after being chased by a masked killer, amirite? And then he tracked us down OH NOES. It was basically me trying to avoid the cliche masked baddie by doing awesome things and then watching lots of people die because I wasn't awesome enough to save everyone, alas. But I actually scoured the building we were all trapped in (it was a Halloween party and we were all in costumes) for things to help me survive like a video game heroine, bitches. I found a knife and a gun and apparently a holster to carry them in (yeah, I don't know...) and like ninja throwing stars I totally used, and well.

Then I was in the elevator with some other scared people and the thing stalled. The door opened between floors and the killer was on the bottom floor with a chainsaw he somehow scrounged up in this office building we were partying in. He jammed the thing into the opening and chainsawed away while the others screamed. I risked my flesh to jam the stop button so it wouldn't inch down any further towards the waiting killer and then I got us all out the top of the elevator and up to the floor above. Why the killer didn't just run up the stairs and head us off, I don't know. But hush, I'm being a heroine here.

Then we were on the first floor (NOT the ground floor, Yanks. One floor above ground) and I found a window near a tree. I tried it and it was unlocked so I ushered the people I was with out the window and then shimmied down the tree myself so I could call the cops on ze killer. They arrived and then I realised it MUST be a TRAP because the window wouldn't be left open on accident. I don't even know how this killer was going to somehow take out like dozens of police officers but if Michael Meyers taught us anything in Halloween 2, it's that no matter how many people he was up against, he still just slashed right through them and kept on going. So I made the police go into the party, via the window, dressed in Halloween costumes and roughed up a little bit so they would look like partygoers and take the killer by surprise. Again, not sure how that was supposed to work, but HUSH BECAUSE I SAVED THE DAY.

They police took him out and then all the survivors who had been at the party signed up for the police force except me. I became an informant. And the moral of the story (besides how awesome I totally am) is that all you need to do to join the police force is be totally ineffective against a masked killer and yet be lucky enough to survive anyway.

In reality I am much less ninja-throwing-star wielding and more annoyed that my arse hurts. Because of my exercise bike, people. Sheesh.
So last night I had a slasher dream. Considering how much I love slasher movies, one might think I embraced the chance to have a new one all up in my head that I didn't even need to pay admission for. Not necessarily so. I would like to take this opportunity to tell you how much arse I kicked by thinking on my feet.

It started off that I was crawling through a tunnel (lol no) while exploring NYC with Eva Amurri (Susan Sarandon's daughter. Why? Don't ask me) and the killer got into the other end of the tunnel and crawled towards us so we had to crawl super fast to get away. Most of the rest of the dream took place in an office building we were partying in because why not party after being chased by a masked killer, amirite? And then he tracked us down OH NOES. It was basically me trying to avoid the cliche masked baddie by doing awesome things and then watching lots of people die because I wasn't awesome enough to save everyone, alas. But I actually scoured the building we were all trapped in (it was a Halloween party and we were all in costumes) for things to help me survive like a video game heroine, bitches. I found a knife and a gun and apparently a holster to carry them in (yeah, I don't know...) and like ninja throwing stars I totally used, and well.

Then I was in the elevator with some other scared people and the thing stalled. The door opened between floors and the killer was on the bottom floor with a chainsaw he somehow scrounged up in this office building we were partying in. He jammed the thing into the opening and chainsawed away while the others screamed. I risked my flesh to jam the stop button so it wouldn't inch down any further towards the waiting killer and then I got us all out the top of the elevator and up to the floor above. Why the killer didn't just run up the stairs and head us off, I don't know. But hush, I'm being a heroine here.

Then we were on the first floor (NOT the ground floor, Yanks. One floor above ground) and I found a window near a tree. I tried it and it was unlocked so I ushered the people I was with out the window and then shimmied down the tree myself so I could call the cops on ze killer. They arrived and then I realised it MUST be a TRAP because the window wouldn't be left open on accident. I don't even know how this killer was going to somehow take out like dozens of police officers but if Michael Meyers taught us anything in Halloween 2, it's that no matter how many people he was up against, he still just slashed right through them and kept on going. So I made the police go into the party, via the window, dressed in Halloween costumes and roughed up a little bit so they would look like partygoers and take the killer by surprise. Again, not sure how that was supposed to work, but HUSH BECAUSE I SAVED THE DAY.

They police took him out and then all the survivors who had been at the party signed up for the police force except me. I became an informant. And the moral of the story (besides how awesome I totally am) is that all you need to do to join the police force is be totally ineffective against a masked killer and yet be lucky enough to survive anyway.

In reality I am much less ninja-throwing-star wielding and more annoyed that my arse hurts. Because of my exercise bike, people. Sheesh.
artemisofluna: (SPN~Carry on my wayward son)
( Sep. 16th, 2011 11:25 pm)
So. After the last entry I accidentally fell asleep watching QI. Hurrr. BUT I am awake now (I know, right, I'm not sleep-typing, I bet you didn't guess that!) and actually have energy again. So I was dancing around the living room, singing opera metal.

Yep. I know how to have fun. The cats did not enjoy it. Their ears are still back.

Tomorrow I am getting up and noon and going shopping, I don't even care if I don't fall asleep until 11 am because I only just woke up at like 7. I am making myself leave this house and do things. Besides, I really want more Sweet lollipops. And also poptarts. And dumplings with soy sauce. And I need chocolate chips and cream cheese for the banana cake with cream cheese icing I am making. And I just ate an quarter of an apple pie and drank some coffee with whole cream milk and sugar. The sugar was regular sugar, not whole cream sugar. And I had curry with coconut cream in it.

How in the WORLD was my cholesterol at incredibly healthy levels?! I will never know, dude. But hey, an excuse to eat more crap, yay! (That isn't technically what that means, is it?!)

Also I am getting a pretty pill box for my meds because if I have to take pills to make my brain function right, I am keeping them in a pretty thing. So there. They have gorgeous ones on eBay for about $7.50 USD. And golly gee, I have USD in my US bank account. And shipping to NZ is quite cheap. This will also mean I have my meds WITH me instead of leaving them in my nightstand which is crap when I forget to take them.

And I decided to start to learn both ASL and NZSL. Because it shouldn't be someone else's problem that I can't understand them when they are communicating with me and having a basic understanding of sign language will be handy when working with some clients, I am sure. I found sites for ASL and NZSL and when I have a basic understanding, I might look for cheap NZSL classes after I get back from the US. It is a little more difficult for me to do it because my hands shake. But if I can play the flute, I can do this too. But that's why I am taking the time to get the hang of it BEFORE taking classes for the realsies. I can now do the fingerspell alphabet in both. The NZSL one is so much easier, omfg. Well it's easier for shaky hands since you use two hands for most letters instead of one. Praise my awesome memory because I am actually getting this.
artemisofluna: (SPN~Carry on my wayward son)
( Sep. 16th, 2011 11:25 pm)
So. After the last entry I accidentally fell asleep watching QI. Hurrr. BUT I am awake now (I know, right, I'm not sleep-typing, I bet you didn't guess that!) and actually have energy again. So I was dancing around the living room, singing opera metal.

Yep. I know how to have fun. The cats did not enjoy it. Their ears are still back.

Tomorrow I am getting up and noon and going shopping, I don't even care if I don't fall asleep until 11 am because I only just woke up at like 7. I am making myself leave this house and do things. Besides, I really want more Sweet lollipops. And also poptarts. And dumplings with soy sauce. And I need chocolate chips and cream cheese for the banana cake with cream cheese icing I am making. And I just ate an quarter of an apple pie and drank some coffee with whole cream milk and sugar. The sugar was regular sugar, not whole cream sugar. And I had curry with coconut cream in it.

How in the WORLD was my cholesterol at incredibly healthy levels?! I will never know, dude. But hey, an excuse to eat more crap, yay! (That isn't technically what that means, is it?!)

Also I am getting a pretty pill box for my meds because if I have to take pills to make my brain function right, I am keeping them in a pretty thing. So there. They have gorgeous ones on eBay for about $7.50 USD. And golly gee, I have USD in my US bank account. And shipping to NZ is quite cheap. This will also mean I have my meds WITH me instead of leaving them in my nightstand which is crap when I forget to take them.

And I decided to start to learn both ASL and NZSL. Because it shouldn't be someone else's problem that I can't understand them when they are communicating with me and having a basic understanding of sign language will be handy when working with some clients, I am sure. I found sites for ASL and NZSL and when I have a basic understanding, I might look for cheap NZSL classes after I get back from the US. It is a little more difficult for me to do it because my hands shake. But if I can play the flute, I can do this too. But that's why I am taking the time to get the hang of it BEFORE taking classes for the realsies. I can now do the fingerspell alphabet in both. The NZSL one is so much easier, omfg. Well it's easier for shaky hands since you use two hands for most letters instead of one. Praise my awesome memory because I am actually getting this.
artemisofluna: (Joy Division~The Sadness)
( May. 29th, 2011 08:25 am)
I got another cat. Because I am insane. She is nameless and currently curled up on my shoulder. She's tiny and awkward which is why I love her. The awkward part, I am aware she will grow. She needs a name.

I think the newest side effect of the meds is insomnia, though at least that's relatively normal for me. But I can't sleep longer than a few hours at a time, even when Helios isn't waking me up. So it's 8:30 in the morning and I have been awake since about 5. And while the good days are really good and the bad days have usually meant I am extra-anxious, this is a bad day and instead I am depressed. I feel like I might snap someone's head off.

It's not awesome.
artemisofluna: (Joy Division~The Sadness)
( May. 29th, 2011 08:25 am)
I got another cat. Because I am insane. She is nameless and currently curled up on my shoulder. She's tiny and awkward which is why I love her. The awkward part, I am aware she will grow. She needs a name.

I think the newest side effect of the meds is insomnia, though at least that's relatively normal for me. But I can't sleep longer than a few hours at a time, even when Helios isn't waking me up. So it's 8:30 in the morning and I have been awake since about 5. And while the good days are really good and the bad days have usually meant I am extra-anxious, this is a bad day and instead I am depressed. I feel like I might snap someone's head off.

It's not awesome.
artemisofluna: (QI~David Tennant and Bill Bonkers Bailey)
( Feb. 9th, 2011 12:10 am)
Alison was supposed to go to bed but she just came out here to get a drink and there is no way that we could possibly ever explain the conversation that just occurred between us, but it was epic hilarity though it was the kind where you had to be there and now my stomach hurts from laughing. It was pure ridiculousness and we both laughed so hard, and I feel like I might vomit.

And then I thought, "you know what? I think I feel like this at least once a day." I think living in a house where you laugh so hard you think you might vomit at least once a day is pretty damn awesome, no matter what else is going on in my messed up little world.

Long live the LFoD and all it's denizens, past and present!

EDIT: For more examples of why the LFoD is the greatest place on Earth, I present Alison's Overheard in the LFoD tag in her journal which is chock full of hilarity and quotes.

My head hurts from laughing.
artemisofluna: (QI~David Tennant and Bill Bonkers Bailey)
( Feb. 9th, 2011 12:10 am)
Alison was supposed to go to bed but she just came out here to get a drink and there is no way that we could possibly ever explain the conversation that just occurred between us, but it was epic hilarity though it was the kind where you had to be there and now my stomach hurts from laughing. It was pure ridiculousness and we both laughed so hard, and I feel like I might vomit.

And then I thought, "you know what? I think I feel like this at least once a day." I think living in a house where you laugh so hard you think you might vomit at least once a day is pretty damn awesome, no matter what else is going on in my messed up little world.

Long live the LFoD and all it's denizens, past and present!

EDIT: For more examples of why the LFoD is the greatest place on Earth, I present Alison's Overheard in the LFoD tag in her journal which is chock full of hilarity and quotes.

My head hurts from laughing.


If you knew what my day included, you would understand why this is necessary.

"No he can't read my..........Poker Face."

(I just realised this makes it sound like my day was hard. It wasn't. It was hilarious and awesome and writeymcwriteygood. With a little bit of Archangel in the mix. Oh Michael, why so srs?)


If you knew what my day included, you would understand why this is necessary.

"No he can't read my..........Poker Face."

(I just realised this makes it sound like my day was hard. It wasn't. It was hilarious and awesome and writeymcwriteygood. With a little bit of Archangel in the mix. Oh Michael, why so srs?)
artemisofluna: (ST:TNG~Crusher will drink your brains!)
( Oct. 16th, 2010 06:13 pm)
So...my head hurts more than it should be allowed to hurt, seeing as I did not go out and get drunk last night. I stayed in and drank juice and water and watched a movie before writing some on my essay. And posting 39728174 times to LJ because when writing essays I can't RP and LJ is my replacement RP because it takes less time SHUT UP don't judge.

When my head started hurting, my first thought was "LOL MAYBE I'M AN EMPATH! I'M HAVING EMPATH HANGOVERS" like some horrible person we all know and love who claimed to be one (thoroughly co-opting a part of a belief system, everyone loves that) to get attention that was otherwise not focused on her. Someone else was in pain and people were paying attention to them so she wasn't the center of the world? "FIND A WAY TO MAKE IT MY PAIN BOOYAH I AM THE CENTRE OF THE UNIVERSE AGAIN!" Not...that she was doing it with hangovers...

ANYWAY my first thought was spiteful so I am a horrible person!

But, you know...maybe it's a sympathy hangover! More likely, I need coffee. Heaaaddddd :(

I got a new fan though! It won't make horrible clangy noises AND it has a timer so it won't be running all night long. I need the sound to fall asleep, but once I'm asleep, the electricity is fairly wasted! And the fan is more powerful too. Useful for summer!

Oh god, my poor brain. Back to my essay on the history of mental health policy in New Zealand *cries*
artemisofluna: (ST:TNG~Crusher will drink your brains!)
( Oct. 16th, 2010 06:13 pm)
So...my head hurts more than it should be allowed to hurt, seeing as I did not go out and get drunk last night. I stayed in and drank juice and water and watched a movie before writing some on my essay. And posting 39728174 times to LJ because when writing essays I can't RP and LJ is my replacement RP because it takes less time SHUT UP don't judge.

When my head started hurting, my first thought was "LOL MAYBE I'M AN EMPATH! I'M HAVING EMPATH HANGOVERS" like some horrible person we all know and love who claimed to be one (thoroughly co-opting a part of a belief system, everyone loves that) to get attention that was otherwise not focused on her. Someone else was in pain and people were paying attention to them so she wasn't the center of the world? "FIND A WAY TO MAKE IT MY PAIN BOOYAH I AM THE CENTRE OF THE UNIVERSE AGAIN!" Not...that she was doing it with hangovers...

ANYWAY my first thought was spiteful so I am a horrible person!

But, you know...maybe it's a sympathy hangover! More likely, I need coffee. Heaaaddddd :(

I got a new fan though! It won't make horrible clangy noises AND it has a timer so it won't be running all night long. I need the sound to fall asleep, but once I'm asleep, the electricity is fairly wasted! And the fan is more powerful too. Useful for summer!

Oh god, my poor brain. Back to my essay on the history of mental health policy in New Zealand *cries*
artemisofluna: (Oogity Boogity)
( Jun. 28th, 2010 04:47 pm)
I have been SO productive today! I went to the store before it even opened and ended up waiting outside for ten minutes until they unlocked the doors. And then I got a bunch of writing done. Weehaw!

And Leah just yelped and then said "MY SHOULDER IS REALLY SOFT" and it was quite amusing... And now she's rubbing her shoulder with her face. Okay then!
artemisofluna: (Oogity Boogity)
( Jun. 28th, 2010 04:47 pm)
I have been SO productive today! I went to the store before it even opened and ended up waiting outside for ten minutes until they unlocked the doors. And then I got a bunch of writing done. Weehaw!

And Leah just yelped and then said "MY SHOULDER IS REALLY SOFT" and it was quite amusing... And now she's rubbing her shoulder with her face. Okay then!
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