January 25th, 2014
|10:52 am - Yup, it's been years. Ah, well. This isn't my strong suit.|
Arisia happened. I didn't get what I needed/usually get from the con, and that was in some ways heartbreaking.
...and in some ways heartening. I have so many wonderful people in my life, and amidst the crying (there was Stuff) they were there to cheer me up, listen to me and distract me with all manner of lovely things/feelings. ;) Also, I got one of the most hilarious birthday* cards ever. It has a picture of a giraffe and says "head and shoulders above the rest" - and the joke is that I am very, very short. So, I didn't get the emotional rush that I expected, but I'm definitely glad and grateful to have had my awesome reality driven home to me.
Anyway. I'm grateful to all of you who were kind to me, in any way, this con. I can't recount you all, (because I'm the Luckiest Ever for all the nice people), but know that each instance of kindness, intended or not, large or not, made a huge difference to me.
*Arisia Monday was my birthday! I'm prime!
P.S. This doesn't mean that my life is okay - it's not, really not, and I'm struggling in a lot of ways. I'm just also Super Lucky in a lot of ways.
April 16th, 2012
|10:32 pm - 'Cause I'm thoughtful like that/Yes, of course you can trust me with that information|
That screened comments post I mentioned earlier. For all that information you want to give me so you and/or others can come to a rocking party, but don't want to leave lying around on a public post.
Edit: This is starting to really come in handy. Therefore, let it be known throughout teh intarwebs that this post has been promoted to the new and exalted status of The Post of Secrets.
If you have something you need to tell me but don't want anyone else to know, here's the place to put it.
November 11th, 2011
|11:11 am - Make a Wish|
If you hang around me much you'll notice that I compulsively exhort people to make wishes at 11:11. If 11:11 is a good time for wishing, it seems that 11/11/11 11:11 would be even better. So this is up here to remind me to do something - a party, perhaps - to celebrate that day and wish hard.
This was posted on May 30th, 2007. Only 4 years and change to go.
October 30th, 2010
|04:06 am - 30 days meme; day 13 "Transportation"|
Can't sleep, clowns will eat me. It's been a weird few nights. I find myself in the throes of insomnia (not the weird part) because I've got too much nervous energy (that's the weird part). Usually my insomnia manifests as me being tired but unable to sleep, with no apparent cause. However, the past 4 nights I've been awake, not tired at all, and unable to be still. I have literally paced the floor each night - for hours - and I can't stop moving my hands. Don't know where this is coming from, either. I have my suspicions, but they're really more like wild guesses. Silver lining, though: A post is coming out of this.
One thing that doing this 30 days meme has driven home is that I have other, more important things to do. Odd, isn't it? Here I have a goal, a task, something I could use to be proud of myself*, and it just shows me that there's much to take precedence over it. That's a good realization, but is it pathetic that I'm only getting it now? It sounds rather pathetic, which I guess that means that I'm pathetically oblivious to myself. Probably best for me to just to accept that, because it's going to be very difficult to get around. Besides, it's not exactly a surprise. Anyway, that all means I won't be doing this every day - but that's obvious, what with me not having posted for a while.
None of that is relevant to the subject of this post, though, so let's move on.
When I started this entry - on the day it was due, mind you - the first thing I wrote was that I didn't travel by car. But then R drove me home that night, and I remembered that, while I may not drive, I do travel by car sometimes, thanks to friends. The car bit of that isn't really important, but the friends bit is, and that warrants acknowledgement - more than acknowledgment, really. I'm grateful to those of you who help me get places I couldn't otherwise reach, and so grateful to those of you who are willing to go out of your way just to ease my commute.
( Leaving the subject of friends" carsCollapse )
Current Music: Steeleye Span - Cam Ye O'er Frae France
October 15th, 2010
|12:36 pm - 30 days meme; day 12 "Bag contents"|
What's this here? Looks like a brown leather handbag, approximately 8"x5"x2.5". Definitely a handbag, not a slingbag, totebag or satchel. Zip top and, huh, a little weathered, too. Dare you open it? You do dare? Brave of you. Perhaps also idiotic, but at least brave.
( Here be...Collapse )
October 14th, 2010
|11:57 pm - 30 days meme; day 11 "Siblings"|
Well, well, well. What have we here? Looks like Devoken is back in the saddle.
Sorry for the break, people. I had the Weekend of Busy followed by the Monday of Sick, the Tuesday of Slacking Off and the Wednesday of Other Priorities (more on that later). However, we have made it to the Thursday of... umm... I guess the Thursday of regular scheduling.
Anyway, none of that is pertinent to what I'm really writing, which is a piece on my siblings. Let's get to it, shall we?
My sibling situation is a bit unusual. I was an only child for 11 years, and then I got 3 siblings in less than 2 years. Before you ask, let's get the standard questions out of the way. No, none of them are step-siblings. No, my parents did not get divorced and then have kids with other people. No, my parents did not get divorced, remarry each other, and then decide to make a bunch of babies. No, none of us are adopted. We all have the same biological parents, who have been married, and unseparated, for all of our - me and my siblings - lives. There's just a big gap between us.
(Not that any of the scenarios I mentioned above are in any way lesser to my family's scenario. They're just not us.)
Due to that age gap, my siblings and I have never really had a sibling/sibling relationship. It's always been more of an aunt/niece-or-nephew vibe. That'll fade as they become adults, of course. For now, though, I don't really know what it feels like to have a sibling, or to be one. I've always felt like an only child.
I have 2 brothers and 1 sister, all of whom are teenagers. The first two siblings to arrive are twins, 1 a boy and 1 a girl. The last of my siblings is, of course, a singleton and the remaining boy. Silly side note: I'm a woman, (in case there's anyone who didn't know), and my parents are heterosexual, so my family is split half and half down biological gender lines.* I've always been a little tickled by that.
( Names changed to protect the I-kind-of-wish-they-were-still-innocent.Collapse )
Current Music: Indigo Girls - Devotion
October 10th, 2010
|02:08 pm - Weekend of busy and delayed|
I'm going to try very hard to post tonight, but I might have to push today's prompt to tomorrow. This is partially because it's a hard prompt, partially because I had stuff to do this morning, partially because I have an Awesome and Wonderful thing to do tonight, which I need to get ready for and travel to, but also because the T sucks ass today.
I needed to take a bus from my morning errands to home. I had lots to carry and blisters from yesterday. (Yeah, yeah, I know, it's my own stupid fault. My own stupid pretty fault.) After 23 minutes - not unreasonable on a Sunday - my bus appeared... and sped right past me. I was even waving. (As it went by I saw that it was packed to the gills, which I assume is why is didn't stop.) The next bus arrived 25 minutes later and was also packed - so packed that the only thing I could grab onto for support was the fare machine.
Next I needed to get on the subway. The first train to arrive (15 minutes after I got there) was announced as one not going to my destination. Then the doors closed, and after they were closed it was announced that the train was actually going to my destination. Thanks, people. Really good to know that now.
All that stuff added an hour to my trip. Normally I love the T, but today I am only able to skake my fist at it and say "grr argh."
October 9th, 2010
|11:59 pm - 30 days meme; day 10 "What You Wore Today"|
Remember when I said that I was switching today's prompt? Well, I'm switching it back. Turns out that I had way more time constraints than I thought I would, so by the time I was able to start this, laundry had been done for hours. Plus, this will be easier to write than the one about my siblings.
Simple answer: Maroon shirt, black skirt, pink-maroon shoes, striped sweater.
( More complicated answer, with way more explanation and frivolity than necessary.Collapse )
|12:49 pm - I had to hit backspace So Many Times - when I could find backspace, that is.|
My posture is terrible. I slouch constantly, probably thanks to my overly heavy high school backpack. (It weighed more than me for a few weeks, but even during the rest of the time it rarely dropped below 60lbs - more than half my weight in high school.) However, I've recently decided to correct my posture. For the most part it's been great, but an unexpected consequence is that, since my arms are at a different angle, I have to learn touch-typing all over again. Needless to say, this is really annoying.
|11:42 am - 30 days meme, update|
Today is day 10, the What Are Your Wearing day, but I'm switching it with tomorrow's subject, Siblings. The reason for this is that this morning I realized that I desperately need to do laundry, so what I'm wearing today is my bathrobe, until laundry is done, at least, and I'm not certain I'll have time to write the post later. See paragraph 1, last sentence of the introduction for further explanation.
(Perhaps you are wondering about the timing of this post. Perhaps you feel compelled to ask, "Devoken, it's 11:41am. Why is your laundry not done yet?" If you felt that compulsion, I might defensively reply, "Well, I got up late. I haven't been sleeping well. Worse than usual. And I didn't try to get dressed until after breakfast. And laundry takes a while when you're not using a cool industrial washer/dryer.")
Current Music: Jonathan Coulton - Baby Got Back