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Where have I been? Dancing and wishing I weren't! I am yet again burnt out on all those crazy people and their sexcapades, and happy to crawl back into the warm embrace of the internet.

In that spirit:

  • DID YOU KNOW MIXED MUSES HAD AN OOC COMM?? I have used it to express my feelings that the KKBB Harry-Perry duo + Tony Stark = greatness.

  • For those of you who have not seen this gigantic Doyle-flavored headache, I have been having way too much fucking fun playing Mary Watson and everyone who tagged in is a rock star. Although Mary really does wish her goddamn husband would show up. XD

  • Can we do some kind of RP-With-Me meme now that we're on DW? I know I have promised soooome of you an angry pregnant werewolf club owner, and I had various threads planned with various and sundry of you, but there are a LOT OF YOU I SEE OUT HERE I am somehow MYSTERIOUSLY NOT PLAYING WITH AND IT NEEDS TO END.

    I think the last time I tried something like this it was Comment with a list of characters you play or would like to play and people will comment with thread requests and everyone will make friends and have fun together forever.

    WHY BEHOLD, A LINK TO DW

    If this appeals to people, plz to pimp around? I think I'm actually gonna crosspost this one just to signal boost.
  • monday shuffle, tuesday shuffle!

    As it turns out, nobody can truly ruin Mexican family Christmas by banning alcohol, for two main reasons: One, alcohol wasn't really banned, and two, everybody started talking about how my uncle's ex-wife tried to lay a santeria curse on him during their divorce.

    In the spirit of the holidays, have a less-formal-than-that-last-time-several-years-ago installment of my intermittent series of reflective essays, Growing Up Guera.

    I don"t practice santeria, I ain"t got no crystal ball, aka cut for people who might be put off by my family"s bizarre Mexican-American superstitions, also by the fact that my grandmother was a boyfriend-stealer.Collapse )

    you better run run run

    You know what I love even more than weeklong vacations to rural Texas?

    Being passive-aggressively prevented from drinking in rural Texas.


    This after the "Young lady, there will be no internet on this trip." I'm so glad that both my parents can make this team effort to turn our all-too-brief time together into a tedious redux of high school.

    Tags:

    choose it tonight

    Thanks all for your introversion thoughts! I had a good time at dinner but also didn't push myself too hard; I went to work today and hope to write a lot tomorrow.

    IN THE MEANTIME.

    Uhhhh, so, I told Kat that I tend to react to the "I will LEAVE LIVEJOURNAL" people like I react to the "if Bush wins I'll move to Canada" people, but GUESS WHAT LJ-LEAVERS, MAYBE YOU WERE RIGHT ALL ALONG. Since Dreamwidth has open account creation this week, here's where you will be seeing me in the near future:

    ladysingsthe, my oft-neglected actual-person boring quotidian blog
    twiggy_witchboy/kindasuitsme, for two different flavors of Matt Jamison
    mercs_muses, while I figure out who I even want to be RPing anymore

    Also, my DW friends, WHERE do I want to be RPing? Where where? I JUST WANT TO BE CLOSE TO YOU.

    just laid to waste

    So I clearly don't have enough to write today Merc has at least four things to write today one of which is in a getting-money-for-it capacity, so how about a holiday/winter fic prompt meme?

    :D :D :D?


    You know the drill, people. Comment with some characters and a prompt, pairings or no pairings, and I will write you a fic(let)! RPwise nothing's off limits. Fandom-wise, can't hurt to ask! I am currently doing a BtVS rewatch and am mid-S2; otherwise, ask and you could very well receive.

    Holiday or winter themes :D, but not required.


    ETA: Also, because I NEVER MET A HOLIDAY LOVE MEME I DIDN'T LIKE.

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    you're gonna make mistakes, you know

    HELLO INTERNET.

    Okay, I got curious about this. Really curious! Therefore, I made a meme.

    Whenever I act onstage, I have a physical person I can bounce off of. I have their facial expressions, their height, their clothes, if we happen to be making out because sometimes that happens their breath, how their skin and hair feels, what they smell like, you get it.

    The meme part:

    Nobody wants paragraphs and paragraphs of purple prose, but I'm really curious about the physical details of people's characters. Here are some questions/prompts/things; pick one or fifteen characters, answer, and post for the edification of your RP partners. ^.^

    Typical outfit, or sense of style?
    Height?
    Hair color?
    Eye color?
    Body type (the more detail the better-- for instance, perhaps they have very bony wrists or super short legs)?
    Tattoos, piercings, scars, birthmarks, amputations, etc?
    Typical expressions and/or gestures?
    Posture and movement?
    What does their voice sound like?
    Hygiene routine, if any?
    Somewhat related, what do they smell like (take this one as metaphoric as you want, this is fiction)?
    Any physical insecurities?


    Add more details if they strike you as interesting or relevant! I will likely ETA later with Matt's answers. If you do this LINK ME BACK, I WANT TO KNOW. Especially y'all, lienne, adiva_calandia and walksbyherself.

    Annnd as promithreatened, Matt"s answers!Collapse )

    tales from the front

    Some things from my actual real life:

    1. Ran into a girl/woman at 18th getting off the bus, and realized she had a horribly burned face. Her entire face. Since I was not expecting to run into someone with a horribly burned face, I'm sure I flinched.

    Then I was like, "... Great. Because I bet she doesn't get enough of that in her day to day life. If this were a YA novel, I would not be the kid who befriends the main character. Also I just flinched at a woman I don't even know."

    2. Caved and bought Ceremonials, after holding out for ... possibly 48 hours. I was skeptical about some, not all, of the earlier tracks, but further listening is revealing this to be not only the greatest purchase I've made since yesterday when I bought a real '50s dress, but eerily appropriate soundtrack listening for tantric_slacker.

    3. First day of new job tomorrow. I submitted my first piece for them and have lived in 24 hours of ominous radio silence.

    4. In Occupy news, this picture from my FB newsfeed is not only worth a thousand words, but is itself made of words:



    Additionally, Facebook rumor has it that the UCB chancellor said some very ugly things about how sad it was that Berkeley protesters had to make the police hit them via the violent act of standing in a barricading line.

    Jesus Christ NorCal, it's like I don't even know you.

    Is 2 plus 2 5 yet?

    build a casket for my tears, I'm haunted

    Maybe I'm not as smart as I think I am???

    The saga of Merc and FUCK YOU FOOTNOTES.Collapse )

    ETA: Guess who officially looks like a psychopath for taking pictures of the written-in-reverse footnotes in public??? IN STARBUCKS??? PEOPLE ARE STARING AT ME.

    ETA2: ... Like the house, this book is a lot bigger on the inside than it is on the outside.

    you don't have to come and confess

    HELLO RPERS.

    As I struggle to wake up, shower, become human, eat food etc., and before I go off to apartment-hunt, LOOK MATT IS NOT POSSESSED ANYMORE.

    If you can believe it, he was actually possessed for like two weeks! Uh, maybe I'm the only person who can't believe that. SO YES, the demon is now upstairs; I wanted to give everybody a chance to see Matt and either get warned about the demon or deal with interpersonal stuff first (not that that's mandatory!), and then I'll be posting up a haunted Milliways EP with a guidelines/questions post over here.

    Also walksbyherself and adiva_calandia wrote amazing nightmare sequences for their characters that I am obsessed with. OBSESSED.

    (Hey, do you know when adore's not adore?)

    TO THE COFFEE.

    this is the house, come on in

    .... These footnotes.

    Are leading me. In circles.

    so never compromise, accept no substitute

    This is just to say, frivolously:

    Leather pants, sneaker wedges, white silk button-down, gray sweatshirt vest. Messy bun, red glasses, lip gloss, no jewelry.

    I AM NAILING IT.

    THIS OUTFIT IS THE GREATEST.


    ... That is all.

    this could be para, para, paradise

    Reading House of Leaves for the first time. On page 32 right now.

    Number one: I am so, sooooo in love with a found-footage horror narrative set in a literary format. Especially because it's so visceral already, with the multicolored text and at least four distinctive character voices (currently counting Johnny, Zampano, Navidson, Karen) and the deconstruction of shots and moments.

    Number two: ... this motherfucking house is getting bigger. Isn't it.

    halloween horror rundown

    HELLO INTERNET.

    Most of you know that I love horror movies. I love them a lot! I love them to itty, itty, bitty pieces of entrail and CGI monsterface. And because I love them and I love you, I have compiled a list of my absolute favorite Halloween horror movies arranged by genre!

    classic/intro moviesCollapse )

    gross-out moviesCollapse )


    straight-up terrifying moviesCollapse )

    funny/meta/not actually horror moviesCollapse )


    terrible moviesCollapse )

    GOD BLESS US, EVERYONE.

    open up the door and give me what I need

    For those of you just joining us, here's what Matt's been up to lately:

    the brief dream journal of matthew harcourt jamison (part 1)
    the brief dream journal of matthew harcourt jamison (part 2)

    And now, for your Halloween viewing pleasure, the final installment! Link features graytext, some consent compromization:

    a dream he doesn't remember


    As ever, questions and plotting welcome in the comments!
    The latest in demonic plottings:

    the brief dream journal of matthew harcourt jamison (part 2)

    Part one is here. Expect the last installment on Halloween!

    After which time, get ready to RUMBLE.

    ATTN: mixed_muses-inclined folks

    To those of you who were already told about and/or are interested in demonic shenanigans, this is relevant to your interests.

    Keep on the lookout for parts two and three! Flailing, plotting, questions, etc., may all be directed here in the comments.

    peanutbuttuhjellyannabaseballbat

    Also, some things/warnings/polls:

    1) I have figured out what I will do for Halloween to benefit other people aside from myself! I will recommend horror movies! I like lots of horror movies, some that are terrifying and some that are satires and some that are so bad they're good, so hopefully there will be something for everyone!

    2) I think for NaNoWriMo, I will try to post a snippet a day, mmmmmaybe a scene a week. This is mostly to keep myself excited about the project, which for those of you who don't remember everything I did between 2009 and 2010, is the superhero project! NOW IT HAS A DRAFTY NAME: The Accidental Villain: A Metro City Story.

    If you would like to be in on this action, let me know and I'll add you to the filter! If you prefer to give it a miss, but suspect you may already be on the 'caped crusaders' filter, let me know and I'll take you off!

    3) Got an OKC message FROM A GIRL SOMEONE KILL ME I'M DYING. She's blonde and articulate and also likes shiny things, which makes me think we could be great friends. But in addition to being super cute, she is also super eighteen.

    I nearly shrieked when I saw her age. Oh lordy. >.< What do I do, admittedly I did this year attempt to date a 19-year-old. (GUESS HOW IT WENT.)

    that girl can read my racing thoughts

    Sooooooo, the interview lasted for an hour.

    And she didn't say I had the job?

    But she did say, "Let me talk to Dan and see if this is a contract-to-fulltime position or part time or full time"?

    And I was like, "Okay, great, thanks! (WHAT???)"

    And I am still like, WHAT???

    what will become of my dear friend

    Uhhh.

    I am kind of under the weather and loopy today, BUT. I'm tagging about-- Matt has an EP in m_m, for those of you such as are interested-- and last night I dreamed that I was asked to step in for an a cappella performance because a friend was sick, and the performance turned randomly into a Nightmare Before Christmas ballet where I ended up playing Sally and dancing all-improv numbers.

    Possibly because of all the dance I do, my general reaction was one of mildly bewildered acquiescence. "Yeah, sure, this seems like fun ..."
    Likely I owe you a tag. Still. I'LL GET RIGHT ON THAT BB.

    But for now, a few blasts from the past as I finish my coffee:

    1) HOW DID I FORGET THAT HAVELOCK TRIED TO STAB BLODWEN IN THE HEART? AND THEN THAT BLODWEN BROKE HIS NECK BUT IT'S OKAY HE HAS MAD ALIEN CONNECTIONS? AND THEN THAT HE WAS IN JAIL AND PUCK WENT TO FIND BLODWEN AND MADE OUT WITH HER AND RUMMAGED THROUGH HER POCKETS AND FOUND HAVELOCK'S KNIFE AND BROUGHT IT TO HIM IN JAIL?

    silveraspen and rowanberries ... shine on, you crazy diamonds.

    2) AVA:



    WHAT.

    (You may think, "Gosh Merc, someone thinks highly of their own writing." I FORGET WHAT I WRITE. ALL THE TIME. I COME UPON MY OWN WRITING AND I'M LIKE, DAMN, SOMEBODY PUT WORDS ON A PAGE, IT'S LIKE A MESSAGE FROM OUTER SPACE.)

    unkind girlish walk

    So who could have predicted it'd be unwise to agree to a date with a folk singer encountered on the subway?

    ... Oh, everyone?

    Everyone could have?


    Yeah, mine is a typical story of girl-meets-boy, boy-asks-girl-out, girl-hastily-changes-mind-and-sends-wimpy-email-apologizing, boy-calls-girl-like-eight-times, girl-freaks-out, girl-never-answers-emails-asking-how-she-is-and-what-is-up.

    Girl runs into boy at the bus station today. How this happens, in a city of over eight hundred thousand people, is a mystery of serendipity, but actually what's the word for the opposite of serendipity?

    He asks me how I am. I say fine. He reminds me, "I'm the folk singer ... I sent you an email." I smile and nod awkwardly and say I know. (He sent two. I didn't reply to either.) He says he's planning to go swimming and eat Chinese food. I say that sounds like fun. He says it's nice to run into me. I agree.

    He says, "I just figured I'd say hey ... I don't like to shun my friends when I see them."

    Passive aggressive bullshit is like pornography: I know it when I see it. As I stare at him, smiling in incomprehension, it strikes me that his soft smile and soft tenor, rather than being shy and sweet as I'd initially thought when we met in September, are sort of ominous. I have been afraid to check my messages because of what he might have left in his-- by my count-- three to five voicemails. I feel like this man does not speak the same language that I do.

    ... And buddy?

    We met twice. I liked your music, you said I was pretty. That DOES NOT MAKE US FRIENDS. I owe you absolutely nothing-- not my time, not my attention, not polite lies, not polite agreement. I am so furious to have met another dude who doesn't seem to understand rejection unless it's delivered via sledgehammer.

    send my cinders home to mother

    OKAY I ADMIT IT

    I SPENT THE LAST 20 PAGES OF KUSHIEL'S CHOSEN CRYING.

    SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT, BITCHESCollapse )

    baby put on heart shaped sunglasses

    Dear Demetrios Asterius,

    I know I only met you 5 pages ago.

    But yes please.

    Thank you SIR.

    la derniere minute

    It appears there's a mild rash of OKC dating across the flist! I had mine just last night.

    We hung out and wandered along the pier and ate sandwiches and wandered to a thai restaurant ... for like ... four hours. And he informed me animatedly that finishing my superhero novel would be "a service to the world!"

    WELL WHAT'S NOT TO LIKE ABOUT THAT.

    Mr. Perfect finally messaged me back on FB (after 4 days but WHO'S COUNTING) and maybe it's because I haven't seen him in like two weeks but I'm not sure he loves me anymore. D: At least I get to see my Facebook husband at the party tonight.

    My jellyfish are crying softly. D: D: D:


    OH WAIT AND because I am trying to gather brain and fortitude for plot/tags/to say nothing of the fic, have a stolen meme from Milliways' DE:

    Post in your pups and people will tag them with pairings and/or prompts; be it a word, song lyric, or situation, whatever. Then, fill the prompt with a three (or more) sentence ficcage! Laa!

    I do loves me some crazy pairings/prompts. In that spirit ... select from tantric_slacker, puckishly, buriedmybrother, hadyougoing, orrrrrr no_more_chianti.
    GOOD MORNING INTERNET.

    So I am an unpaid intern doing unpaid intern things and dreaming of designer apparel. Part of my duties entail writing blog posts and interviewing people and shooting videos of fun city things, but the other part entails editing and HTML formatting and posting news stories to my initiative's Facebook page.

    It's because of this that I keep coming across stories about UC Berkeley's racist bake sale. In a nutshell: Gov. Jerry Brown is considering a bill that would allow UCs to consider ethnicity "among other factors" in the admission of students. UC Berkeley Republicans protested by holding a bake sale with a price gradient delineated by race. White? That cookie's two dollars. Latino? CONGRATULATIONS. You get the same cookie for a dollar! It's sort of exactly not at all like how affirmative action works!

    My gut reactions are many, including the uncharitable only Republicans would make a bake sale racist, but fundamentally there are a few points that I wish people would address more explicitly and in greater detail. By 'people' I mean 'people on my side,' people who disagree with this bake sale and think it is terrible. I've seen a lot of outrage, but so far I haven't seen much of the following points:

    1) Don't call something satire unless that shit is funny.
    2) Don't use stupid metaphors unless you actually understand the real-life issue at hand.

    Pardon me while I grab a brownie and soapbox. And no, there was not intended to be a brown girl --> brownie parallel, but now that it"s out there I"m just gonna leave it.Collapse )

    Soapbox concluded.

    Also I'm hungry.

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