Jun. 7th, 2011

  • 4:07 PM
femmealunettes: (I did inhale : Obama + joint)
Day 07 - A picture that makes you laugh

As shown to me yesterday by [livejournal.com profile] schonste:



SERIOUSLY.
femmealunettes: (forgot towel; brought gun. : John)
Okay, I have most of my clothes packed, all of my textbooks packed, two bags of random other shit, and I have to carry in the drawers of the set of drawers individually because I can't lift the whole thing after packing it with food. I'm just waiting for Julia to be here to start getting it all in the car, although I think the car might be here so I might start doing that now.

Felix wants to start a drawing club on campus, and I am a bad artist, so I finally started reading Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain to try and improve my shoddy and unpolished art skills. I haven't drawn anything beyond a margin doodle in years... If this works and I stop sucking at art, I might try doing some fanart. Considering how many of my margin doodles are of John and Sherlock, I think this is probably something I will do. The way this book starts says that really anybody can learn to draw. I always thought it was something for which people had a natural aptitude. I really shouldn't think that about any skill after my Educational Psych class, though. xD

I have been opening the green book kind of a lot since I got home from Plattsburgh. Like... every day. I think I will not do it as often when I have other things to do, but right now all I have to do is dick around on the internet and watch movies, both things that are enhanced with a little vitamin W. I really won't be doing it when I have homework to do... but I did bring back a decent amount from the Burgh and there are a couple of people I want to expose to the good stuff from the North Country.

I am having issues with my hair. I really don't want the blue to fade out quickly, so I'm trying not to shampoo it so frequently, but then it feels gross. :/ I am not sure if there's enough left in the bottle to dye it again once it starts fading, or if I'm going to dye it back to brown when it fades to pale and I look like I've gone grey. It would be cool to pull off grey hair, I think... I'm not sure if I have a style bold enough to pull it off or if I'd just look like an old person in my cardigan, lol.

I can't believe it's Thursday. The week feels like it has been so much longer, and the next three days just need to pass so I can get back to having a life outside of the internet for longer than a weekend at a time.

lolarious

  • Jan. 25th, 2011 at 1:46 PM
femmealunettes: (smokin' weed :Netherlands/Denmark: SatW)
Weed-related macros for great hilarity!

hit it, then click it )

five things I love a lot

  • Nov. 17th, 2010 at 12:26 AM
femmealunettes: (one true love! : me and mah kitty)
This is a meme! Leave a comment describing your favorite part of Thanksgiving (or an applicable winter-y holiday), and I will give you five words I associate with you. Then post about what they mean to you, along with this blurb, at your own journal. Step three: Profit!

These words come from [livejournal.com profile] citizenjess!

1. Butcher: The Butcher is my cat. I got him in 2007. He is all grey with a subtle stripe on his sides and tail, and he has green eyes. I believe (but have not had confirmed) that he is part Siamese, part Russian Blue. The first animal he ever caught was a mouse in my apartment on Miller Street. He has since graduated to all kinds of birds, including chickadees, blue jays, doves, sparrows, and seagulls. He also occasionally catches rabbits and squirrels. He is probably the smartest cat I have ever met, and I'm not just saying that because he's mine. He is not terribly affectionate, but he puts up with me cuddling him with enough grace. In the winter occasionally he will sleep in my room with me. I love him more than just about everything else on earth. My family all hate him except for my mother.

2. Podfics/Audiofics: This is the major way I participate in fandom now, and has been for over a year now. When I stopped writing fanfiction of my own (because I'm not smart enough to write for my current fandom), I started focusing on recording the stories I really loved reading. I had to stop doing them for a couple of months while I had a roommate, but now that I have my own room I've begun recording them again, and I'm really happy that I can do it again because it really brings me a lot of joy to put voice to stories I genuinely enjoy. My most successful podfics have been of [livejournal.com profile] irisbleufic's Sherlock fanfiction (almost 300 downloads! that's practically BNF status!), and the fact that people on friending memes identify me as "that podfic girl" makes me inexplicably happy. I've done a lot of podfic for charity auctions, so it's not just something I like doing, it's something I can make a difference by doing. Right now I am working on my Podbang podfics, and I am really pleased with how the first hour and a half of recording has turned out. I have just about an hour left to do, and it's a really tense, emotionally laden part that I am completely psyched to tackle at some point in the next few days. I am thrilled that so many people trust me to do a good job with their stories, and I really do my best to make every one I record something special and meaningful. The day I start to sound bored is the day I step back from the microphone.

3. Sherlock Holmes: So on Christmas 2009 my siblings and I went to see this movie because I'm a Robert Downey Jr. fangirl, and it was the most exciting thing I'd seen in ages. I'd only been aware of Sherlock Holmes peripherally before that point. I quickly acquired and read the canon, and I fell in love with Holmes and Watson, not for the actors playing them, but as fully realized characters in their own rights. I started watching the Granada series in... February, I think, and then I fell in love with Jeremy Brett, who is, in my opinion, the ultimate Holmes. Then I watched the Russian series, and I fell in love with Vasily Livanov. (is anyone seeing a pattern arising here?) Then in August Sherlock aired, and I fell in love with Martin Freeman (ha! c-c-combo breaker!). Everybody in the world knows that intelligence turns me on, and Holmes gets me right in the sapiosexuality. I adore Watson for different but no less important reasons: his compassion, his loyalty, and yes, his intelligence too. I love Lestrade (Colin Jeavons and Rupert Graves, not the Russian one) and I really love Mycroft (especially as Mark Gatiss but also as Charles Gray) and I have a soft spot for every Mrs. Hudson ever. (And I love Moriarty, but only as Andrew Scott.) I love Victorian-era Holmes and I love modern-day Holmes, because I am also a sucker for AUs and really Sherlock was just so brilliantly done. This has been my primary fandom for almost a full year now and my love is only growing, because the canon is incredible and the people in the fandom are really just so marvelously nice and it really, genuinely makes me happy.

4. Glasses: I have worn glasses since third grade. My nose has a bump on the bridge that is really just perfect for holding my glasses up, so I have to conclude that that's why it's there, because I've certainly never broken it to give it that strange shape. I came up with the screen name "speccygeekgrrl" when I was 13, so I have defined myself by my glasses on the internet for almost half of my life now. I have tried contact lenses and I can't stand them. My parents have broached the idea of laser eye surgery and I want nothing to do with it. I am bespectacled and I am proud of that fact. I have a glasses fetish, I absolutely do find myself more attracted to people who wear glasses, and an average looking person who puts on a pair automatically becomes better looking in my eyes. My first boyfriend wore them, the person with whom I had my longest relationship wore them, I'm pretty sure the person I lost my virginity to wore them (don't quote me on that one), my best friends have all worn them, out of my current social circle all my closest friends wear them. I don't consciously select people because they wear glasses, but I seem to gravitate towards them anyhow.

5. POT!: Ah, marijuana. Out of all the drugs I've ever tried, including alcohol and tobacco, marijuana is my favorite. I love the smell of it, I love the taste of it, I love the effects of it. I first smoked weed when I was 17, in a minivan outside of the bowling alley, with a few boys from my high school who were all wildly amused at the thought of getting the school geek stoned, and I bowled the second-best game of my life that night. I have smoked weed with members of my family, including my brother, my favorite sister, and my favorite aunts. I have gotten a cat, a rat, and a dog stoned, and I maintain that that fish was baked, even if the people I was with didn't think so. I have owned several glass pieces, a small bong, a stone pipe, and a corncob pipe. I have smoked joints, blunts, bongs, pipes, hookahs, vaporizers, I smoked out of an apple once, and I have made pot butter and cooked baked goods with it. For the year I lived on Miller Street and the months I lived on Military Turnpike, I was getting high at least every other day, if not every day. When I smoke weed, I don't need to take sleeping pills, I sleep better and deeper, and it absolutely has a lifting and stabilizing effect on my bipolar disorder. I fucking love weed. My favorite way to smoke is in a blunt, because a blunt automatically assumes company, and I really hate smoking alone. It's a social thing for me. I don't do stupid things when I get high, I don't take stupid risks, I don't get belligerent or upset. I relax. I enjoy things more. I spend time with people I like, when I'm lucky, I do fun things or creative things. Being stoned doesn't hinder my creative process. I don't get high before class, I don't get high when I have things I need to do, I don't get high unless I legitimately don't have anything important to do. I honestly believe that marijuana should be legalized, because it is so much less bad for you than alcohol and tobacco are, and those things are legitimized by society when they're both so clearly destructive. Weed isn't really destructive. It has medical uses, and I know I shouldn't self-medicate, but when you consider the counseling I was getting in 2007, self-medicating was my best option and it honestly kept me from killing myself on more than one occasion. Now I get high maybe a couple of times a month. It's not something I indulge in all the time, but I like being able to get stoned with a good friend and just talk about random shit for a couple of hours.

TL;DR: Dani + marijuana = ♥

Writer's Block: 420 friendly?

  • Mar. 9th, 2010 at 1:28 PM
femmealunettes: (Dr. Bishop is way in)
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HELL YES I agree with this policy. Marijuana is a less destructive drug than alcohol, it's completely possible to use it responsibly, and the demonization of marijuana users is some lingering racist bullshit drawn out by the failed War on Drugs. There is no reason that I should go to jail for smoking a blunt in my own home when any asshole can get sloppy drunk and obnoxious at any bar in the country.

I wonder if they'll release the people in prison who are only there because of marijuana-related charges. That would probably make a significant dent in the overcrowded prison system.

On the day marijuana gets legalized in New York, I am going to smoke a blunt to the face somewhere outdoors, just because I'll be able to do it legally and it's really nice to smoke in natural settings.




Now, I have a doctor's appointment in a half an hour... I should probably get dressed.

see, I get more helpful.

  • Aug. 7th, 2009 at 8:16 PM
femmealunettes: (Leonard McCoy - space pimp!)
I just hauled all the laundry down and started it up, then carried back 80% of total towels owned to the bathroom and put them in the box in a nicely symmetrical way. :D Folding up my laundry, going to vacuum the second floor (Julia did the living room :D) and then it is me and the internet and Star Trek 2. KHAAAAAAAN.


Something I've been thinking about abstractly for a while but never really unpacked before: Tell me about your favorite canon character (any show/movie/book/musical/folk song/. Not just a name, but a full description that encompasses everything about that character. What you like about them, what they do, little details about who they are... but you can't reference other characters while you're describing them.

It's really hard for me to do. And to try and keep my head on straight. That probably made no sense, but it's been on my mind. Hohkay, Vacuuming starting... NOW


Mid-vacuum thought: someone should make a Spock fanvid to The Sound of Settling by Death Cab For Cutie. Y/N/MFY? Is anyone taking fanvid commisions? (possibly in trade and not money >.>) Inspiration?


Vacuuming end! xD The house will look good when Mom and Dad get back. Even my room is brighter and wider than it was.

I almost lost a fan out the window. At least it wouldn't have taken Butcher with it this summer. xD Julia and I watched him walk along the top of our chain-link fence like a sneaky hunting gymnast. And Xena proved that she's a narc in a sneaky puppy-eyed way.

Okay, movie time, back in two hours. :D Vacation for my brain.

Mr. Sulu, lay in a course for White Castle.

  • Jun. 25th, 2009 at 11:30 PM
femmealunettes: (Dr. Manhattan slows down... way down)
Just so you all know, my birthday is July 19, and this is what I want.

joint is not a letter... it is a word

  • Apr. 20th, 2009 at 5:39 PM
femmealunettes: (DANCE PARTY! OONTZ OONTZ : Syko)
Sinsamilla Street

A little bit of parody to bring lols to your day.

Now, I have the party equipment... just need a location.



Relatedly, how much do I want to do drugs with Walter Bishop? SO MUCH. He would be the best trip buddy ever!
femmealunettes: (WAIT I'll fix it : kitten)
"Did you just say that Myspace is more popular than Livejournal because people are retarded?"
"Yes, LJ is not as oppopular because people have to actually codulbet their thoughts in a plbo form. whereas my space is all about vanilyt and some boldfont abckrgouds.

*modern language translation:
"Did you just say that Myspace is more popular than LiveJournal because people are retarded?"
"Yes, LiveJournal is not as popular because people actually have to document their thoughts in blog form, whereas MySpace is all about vanity and simple fun backgrounds*. Most people are too stupid to properly write out to do more than copying and pasting HTML code. Most people don't even know what HTML is. They just copy and paste from smarter people. That's why myspace is popular: you get shiny things and cool pictures and friends you never talk to. There's a blog but that's not the main focus. And most people are too stupid to spell. They substitute words like textspeak and it's easier to just make something shallow. People are too stupid to use LiveJournal. Myspace is flashy and easy and fun and therefore more popular. I only have like 30 friends on Livejournal and like 120 on MySpace. They're easier to find on Myspace because they're all stupid."

*boldprint hashbrowns

Jul. 14th, 2006

  • 1:19 AM
femmealunettes: (tired)
Not exactly a meme, but something I saw on someone's journal which I felt beared exploring: If you could eat one celebrity based on taste alone, who would you eat? Someone said Sean Astin is the perfect mix of fat and muscle. Someone else said Suri Cruise.

I think I'd probably go for Elijah Wood. I don't really know why, he just seems like he would be tasty.

Anyhow. Tomorrow with a little good luck, my mom is taking Amber and Kristin and I to Burlington for good food and a good movie and maybe even some good shopping. I'm excited. She needs to relax, and my friends and I aren't exactly high-tension people. We'll need to curb the swearing a bit, but basically it should be a pretty good time. I have to get funny and non-sequiteurish cards to send to people. xD;

So I have to A) Ask my mom if she wants to do it after all, suggest time frame, B) Call Kristin and Amber and let them know, C) cash / deposit my check and Kristin's check, and D) have money for everything when we get there. Meep.

And I think I just saw over my dad's shoulder him making reservations for a hotel on the 16th. So, um... cool, potentially. :D

Tonight was most satisfactory, even though I'm all bugbitten again. Sparklers in front of Lake Champlain: good times!

And... now I'm gonna sleep! :D

omens

  • Apr. 21st, 2006 at 4:33 AM
femmealunettes: (tired)
Yesterday started with shooting stars and ended with comfortable curiosity. Walking out of the car to stand by the river and look at stars = awesome. Finding an ultimate parking spot, even in the pit = awesome. General winning of the day = best evar.

Worry level: moderate.

I have to be awake in four hours. Crap.

Reid moodtheme: almost ready for use. Eee!

Apr. 20th, 2006

  • 12:08 AM
femmealunettes: (music + pot + monkey : Family Guy)
Happy holidays.

A song for celebrating.

Now if only we could get a call back.

Apr. 14th, 2006

  • 1:31 AM
femmealunettes: (me.)
Kristin and I just had a visit from a Spirit Guide or something. We went down by the river to eat chicken nuggets and open the Green Book, and we were almost done with a chapter before Kristin goes all "Oh my god" and points and there's something white moving in the trees. We'd both been freaked out seeing Supernatural-type shit ("there's a dementor behind you!") and I was freaked out-- looking closer I thought it was like a chipmunk until I realized how big it was.

It was a skunk. As big as a big cat. And he just rolled on towards us, went up higher on the hill and kept walking by. Just here-panic-gone. And we looked after it and realized how lucky we were not to smell more skunky than we already did, and we packed up our Book and climbed out of there. Halfway back to the room I realized that that skunk had been a sign, like it was telling me "move on, get on with your life."

It was awesome. I'm no good at distance, especially in the dark, but we weren't more than ten feet away from him at the furthest.

Aside from the skunk, the night was basically the most awesome in my personal history of reading that particular book. The just-past-full moon was shining on us and reflecting off the silver river at the bottom of the hill (it's a pretty steep hill, we sit on the cement surrounding the drain into the river.) and just chilling and eating Little Al's, which is decent food when you're hungry but incredible with a little flavoring added to your hunger.

So, yeah. Yay for the moon and the stars and the river and Kristin and the spot and the clear night and the skunk.

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