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jecca_mehlota) wrote2012-01-04 03:34 pm
jecca_mehlota) wrote2012-01-04 03:34 pm
blah blah christmas blah
I've attended too many voice actor panels! Mom was listening to Terry Gross on the radio, and she has some voice / actor on, and I already knew all the answers to the questions she was asking. GET TO THE HIJINKS! (and then she did, and all was good)
Anyway, it's cold today. And it was apparently cold yesterday, but I wouldn't know, because I somehow spent the entire day asleep, because fifteen hours (UNTIL 5 PM) is a perfectly reasonable amount of time to be unconscious. And then being tired about eight hours later? Also normal. I am tired today, too. What the hell is wrong with me this time? Maybe I am just trying to hibernate through the season.
So, anyway, normally with sub-zero temperatures we'd have a fire going, buuut...
As you may recall, I posted an entry Christmas Eve that consisted almost entirely of "AAAA CHIMNEY FIRE." Which, I mean, as far as excitement goes, that's definitely the top of things for the holidays. It is worth noting now that neither I nor my brother had experienced a chimney fire before.
I'd only just got home from work, Mom was working on dinner, Dad had gone upstairs to wash up, so my brother got stuck with the task of lighting a fire in the wood stove. And that was all going well enough, when... Well, Dad started running the hot water in the upstairs bath. And then there was a strange, loud noise in the chimney. My brother and I both side-eyed the chimney, then the stove. That didn't sound like the water pipes... Did the fire just take off all of a sudden?? He carefully cracked the door and peeked inside, but, no, the fire was still small, just getting going. Odd! We listened as he opened and shut the door a few times and, yeah, that's... definitely coming from the chimney, we could hear the changes... He stood up (I was crouched in front of the stove, rather than by the side near the door) and, purely by chance, he was looking straight at where the arm of the stove connects to the chimney. Now, the sealant around that connection is old and flaking a bit, so there's a small gap.
Through that gap, my brother saw GLOWING. WTF! He leaned in closer and OH GOD THERE ARE FLAMES IN THERE AAAAA and then we were both like MOOOM IT'S ON FIRE and he cut the air feed to the stove then ran to get our father and I was stationed nearby with a fire extinguisher just in case it decided to try and spring out of that hole. Mom checked the stove and the wall, then ran outside to see if flames were coming out the top. No! There was a lot of smoke (which we already knew, since we could smell it), but no visible flames. Thank goodness! So Dad got to go back to his bath, Mom got to go back to making dinner, and my brother and the cat and I all got to sit around the living room staring at the wood stove and the chimney and jumping every time it made a noise.
FUN!
... then we went to church and I monotoned my way through everything on account of still being super congested, and then we played with candles and my brother and I glanced at each other and kinda laughed nervously.
SUPER EXCITING!
And then we went home and watched Christmas movies until we all passed out, except Mom, who was up until 4 am waiting for my brother to remember he had to go to bed before she could "play Santa". (Though they both had to stay up a bit later, anyway, since they had a special present for Dad. I knew about it, but it's the principle of the thing, y'know?)
AND THEN CHRISTMAS MORNING and blah blah not much exciting (we were saving Dad's big present for later - it was hiding behind the tree). I was holding out hope for a PS3, but the only box it might've been in held socks (really, super awesome, wool socks, which I badly needed! But not a game system), so, eh... Oh, well. MAYBE NEXT TIME. :(
There were still a few things left, but my brother decided it was time for SUPER PRESENTS, so he brought Mom her super awesome gift, then I helped him haul Dad's present over (huuuuge), and, surprise! He pulled out a special gift for himself and one for me! Cool, extra present!
Haha, so, the joke here was, Dad and I were going to get super awesome things, and then Mom wouldn't get anything, and my brother would get... a rock, so then Dad and I would feel bad. (The present tag said "from Scrooge", and I told my brother I'd be afraid to open that present.) My brother was in on it, thankfully. But LITTLE DID SHE KNOW, he'd bought her a Kindle Fire! So he brought her a special present, too, and she later she said she was calling him a little shit in her head, haha.
AND OF COURSE MY PRESENT WAS A PS3 and I made high-pitched happy noises at it for a bit and then wounded myself on the cardboard trying to remove it from its packaging, that was awesome. FIRST BLOOD. What an ominous start to a relationship.
Dad's was best, though! I mean, the package was seriously huge. He thought it was a piece of furniture that he'd have to assemble, but after he'd started to peel it off, he saw... IT WAS A TELEVISION. And he went, "Is this a television? .... Is this an LCD televisions?! ... Is this a 40" LCD television?!" And then he grabbed his head and ran (well, shuffled hurriedly) around the box going "holy shit, holy shit!" and we were all giggling at him. SO, SUCCESSES ALL AROUND.
Anyway, here is another, shorter story. Little Big Planet 2 is SUPER FUN. (It came bundled with my PS3.) My brother owns a PS3 controller (he uses it with his computer), so we were playing it together, and it was awesome.
And then he decided to start stamping things with stickers. So then there was a line of squirrels on the floor of my little spaceship-pod thing. And then I turned the floor and walls all purple, whatever, I don't all remember what went down next, and we'll certainly never find out. XD
Because then he discovered the cream puff object. And now the entire cockpit is coated in cream puffs. Like, to the point that you can't really see anything. It is AMAZING. I was coated in cream puffs, too, and played that way for a few levels, but then he went on another cream puff rampage, and I was cream puffs coated in cream puffs coated in cream puffs, and I had no idea where my feet were, so I had to wash my costume.
Which was a tragedy. :(
NOW SOME PICTURES:
The whole bottom and left sides around the pipe was glowing bright when the fire was going.
Holy shit!
"I got a rock..." (Meanwhile, I clutch my PS3 and laugh so hard I cry.)
LOOK AT MY AWESOME SHIRT!!
*___*
Well, at least Trill likes the bandaid the PS3 box forced me to don...
A pretty but precariously balanced salad Mom had me assemble.
CREAM PUFF MONSTER
My cockpit...
... *Jaws theme*
AND THAT WAS THE CHRISTMAS POST!
Since then, I have not done much other than work and sleep for-freaking-ever. And play a little on my shiny PS3. FFXIV starts billing tomorrow, but I remembered to set everything up, there.
The Doctor Who Christmas special was kind of disappointing, I have not had a chance to watch Top Gear (FOR SHAME, JECCA), and Sherlock was goddamn amazing except when it wasn't (which was, at least, the minority of the time, and which I am working on mostly undoing by deciding to reinterpret things).
Also this afternoon my parents and brother tried to get me tipsy, but it didn't quite work because wine is awful.
(My brother is taking a wine class at school, and for his homework he had to do a little wine-tasting thing, so we were all sitting around sipping wine for like an hour. I didn't finish any of my partial glasses, but I still ended up consuming more than I had in all the rest of my life. Unpleasant!)
Anyway, it's cold today. And it was apparently cold yesterday, but I wouldn't know, because I somehow spent the entire day asleep, because fifteen hours (UNTIL 5 PM) is a perfectly reasonable amount of time to be unconscious. And then being tired about eight hours later? Also normal. I am tired today, too. What the hell is wrong with me this time? Maybe I am just trying to hibernate through the season.
So, anyway, normally with sub-zero temperatures we'd have a fire going, buuut...
As you may recall, I posted an entry Christmas Eve that consisted almost entirely of "AAAA CHIMNEY FIRE." Which, I mean, as far as excitement goes, that's definitely the top of things for the holidays. It is worth noting now that neither I nor my brother had experienced a chimney fire before.
I'd only just got home from work, Mom was working on dinner, Dad had gone upstairs to wash up, so my brother got stuck with the task of lighting a fire in the wood stove. And that was all going well enough, when... Well, Dad started running the hot water in the upstairs bath. And then there was a strange, loud noise in the chimney. My brother and I both side-eyed the chimney, then the stove. That didn't sound like the water pipes... Did the fire just take off all of a sudden?? He carefully cracked the door and peeked inside, but, no, the fire was still small, just getting going. Odd! We listened as he opened and shut the door a few times and, yeah, that's... definitely coming from the chimney, we could hear the changes... He stood up (I was crouched in front of the stove, rather than by the side near the door) and, purely by chance, he was looking straight at where the arm of the stove connects to the chimney. Now, the sealant around that connection is old and flaking a bit, so there's a small gap.
Through that gap, my brother saw GLOWING. WTF! He leaned in closer and OH GOD THERE ARE FLAMES IN THERE AAAAA and then we were both like MOOOM IT'S ON FIRE and he cut the air feed to the stove then ran to get our father and I was stationed nearby with a fire extinguisher just in case it decided to try and spring out of that hole. Mom checked the stove and the wall, then ran outside to see if flames were coming out the top. No! There was a lot of smoke (which we already knew, since we could smell it), but no visible flames. Thank goodness! So Dad got to go back to his bath, Mom got to go back to making dinner, and my brother and the cat and I all got to sit around the living room staring at the wood stove and the chimney and jumping every time it made a noise.
FUN!
... then we went to church and I monotoned my way through everything on account of still being super congested, and then we played with candles and my brother and I glanced at each other and kinda laughed nervously.
SUPER EXCITING!
And then we went home and watched Christmas movies until we all passed out, except Mom, who was up until 4 am waiting for my brother to remember he had to go to bed before she could "play Santa". (Though they both had to stay up a bit later, anyway, since they had a special present for Dad. I knew about it, but it's the principle of the thing, y'know?)
AND THEN CHRISTMAS MORNING and blah blah not much exciting (we were saving Dad's big present for later - it was hiding behind the tree). I was holding out hope for a PS3, but the only box it might've been in held socks (really, super awesome, wool socks, which I badly needed! But not a game system), so, eh... Oh, well. MAYBE NEXT TIME. :(
There were still a few things left, but my brother decided it was time for SUPER PRESENTS, so he brought Mom her super awesome gift, then I helped him haul Dad's present over (huuuuge), and, surprise! He pulled out a special gift for himself and one for me! Cool, extra present!
Haha, so, the joke here was, Dad and I were going to get super awesome things, and then Mom wouldn't get anything, and my brother would get... a rock, so then Dad and I would feel bad. (The present tag said "from Scrooge", and I told my brother I'd be afraid to open that present.) My brother was in on it, thankfully. But LITTLE DID SHE KNOW, he'd bought her a Kindle Fire! So he brought her a special present, too, and she later she said she was calling him a little shit in her head, haha.
AND OF COURSE MY PRESENT WAS A PS3 and I made high-pitched happy noises at it for a bit and then wounded myself on the cardboard trying to remove it from its packaging, that was awesome. FIRST BLOOD. What an ominous start to a relationship.
Dad's was best, though! I mean, the package was seriously huge. He thought it was a piece of furniture that he'd have to assemble, but after he'd started to peel it off, he saw... IT WAS A TELEVISION. And he went, "Is this a television? .... Is this an LCD televisions?! ... Is this a 40" LCD television?!" And then he grabbed his head and ran (well, shuffled hurriedly) around the box going "holy shit, holy shit!" and we were all giggling at him. SO, SUCCESSES ALL AROUND.
Anyway, here is another, shorter story. Little Big Planet 2 is SUPER FUN. (It came bundled with my PS3.) My brother owns a PS3 controller (he uses it with his computer), so we were playing it together, and it was awesome.
And then he decided to start stamping things with stickers. So then there was a line of squirrels on the floor of my little spaceship-pod thing. And then I turned the floor and walls all purple, whatever, I don't all remember what went down next, and we'll certainly never find out. XD
Because then he discovered the cream puff object. And now the entire cockpit is coated in cream puffs. Like, to the point that you can't really see anything. It is AMAZING. I was coated in cream puffs, too, and played that way for a few levels, but then he went on another cream puff rampage, and I was cream puffs coated in cream puffs coated in cream puffs, and I had no idea where my feet were, so I had to wash my costume.
Which was a tragedy. :(
NOW SOME PICTURES:
The whole bottom and left sides around the pipe was glowing bright when the fire was going.
Holy shit!
"I got a rock..." (Meanwhile, I clutch my PS3 and laugh so hard I cry.)
LOOK AT MY AWESOME SHIRT!!
*___*
Well, at least Trill likes the bandaid the PS3 box forced me to don...
A pretty but precariously balanced salad Mom had me assemble.
CREAM PUFF MONSTER
My cockpit...
... *Jaws theme*
AND THAT WAS THE CHRISTMAS POST!
Since then, I have not done much other than work and sleep for-freaking-ever. And play a little on my shiny PS3. FFXIV starts billing tomorrow, but I remembered to set everything up, there.
The Doctor Who Christmas special was kind of disappointing, I have not had a chance to watch Top Gear (FOR SHAME, JECCA), and Sherlock was goddamn amazing except when it wasn't (which was, at least, the minority of the time, and which I am working on mostly undoing by deciding to reinterpret things).
Also this afternoon my parents and brother tried to get me tipsy, but it didn't quite work because wine is awful.
(My brother is taking a wine class at school, and for his homework he had to do a little wine-tasting thing, so we were all sitting around sipping wine for like an hour. I didn't finish any of my partial glasses, but I still ended up consuming more than I had in all the rest of my life. Unpleasant!)