Currents of Time

Was talking to my brother last night, he was telling me about his current Knights of the Old Republic 2 files. He's playing through twice, side by side, one good and one evil file.

Today: "my evil kotor2 file got corrupted"


Well, naturally.

( Related IM convo silliness I am preserving here for my own amusement. )

Sooo. I have no idea how to conclude this post.

... part of me really wishes the tags appeared in the order I added them.

Edit:
CRAP. I just noticed that it's October. NOW I HAVE TO HURRY UP AND DECIDE IF I'M GOING TO TRY NaNo THIS YEAR. aaaaaaaaugh.

I did not go to the post office today. This, of course, makes it the one day there wouldn't have been a small army waiting on the one postal worker. How is it that there are so many people needing to be at the post office at all hours of the day? (How is it that there is never more than one person? Why even bother having five stations if no one is ever at them?) It is truly amazing.

The lamp on my desk is making an extremely grating crackling-buzz noise that kind of makes me want to kill things, or at least grab the lamp, rip it away from the wall, and put it through the window, and hopefully at least halfway across the road. This is, of course, not the correct response, so instead I sit in too-dim light to type inane things on my keyboard. (Hey, Jecca! You could always try moving!)


I have not mentioned it yet, but Aniko* has decided, since watching the Star Trek movie (which we both quite enjoyed, if your goal is to make the understatement of the century, at least on Aniko's side of things), that her life depends on her watching more Star Trek. Of course, neither of us own the original series (my father has it all on VHS, but), but she does have the entirety of The Next Generation (ALL 726 EPISODES edit: yes I know it is not actually that long) on DVD. So we're both rewatching it, only with running commentary (Jecca, shut up, people are trying to watch the-- NOOO I MUST FINISH MY RAMBLING!).

In ... er, possibly as early as the first episode? Anyway, at some point very early on in things (I suppose we still are very early on in things. We only just finished the fifteenth episode, "11001001"), I made some comment or another about Riker hating life and everyone in it, and this has become a continuing trend. So now we both watch it imagining Riker as a vaguely sociopathic, very angry man who feels he is surrounded by complete imbeciles and who really hates Picard, Data, Wesley, and, really everyone else, and is, in some cases, working with the enemies trying to get them all killed. We provide his thoughts on the matters that come up.

Alarmingly, this works out better than it has any right to, largely because he spends too much time responding solely by making annoyed faces at things. (That, or we need to stop watching when it's a bit late and we're both a bit tired. Either or.)



* Speaking of Aniko, she recently managed to kill the unkillable spider that had taken up residence in the media room. THREE CHEERS.

(Seriously, no, I stood next to it and slammed a 500-page book onto it. I did not miss, and the thing still was not dead.)

SOMETIMES MY FRUSTRATION AT MY INABILITY TO FINISH SCENES MANIFESTS IN BIZARRE WAYS.

[00:25] JeccaAM: raragfds
[00:27] JeccaAM: “Hello,” she says, for lack of anything better. Her voice cracks.
[00:28] JeccaAM: "I see you've finished having screaming fits at everyone to pass by. Should I take this to mean you're getting better or that you're about to keel over dead?"
[00:28] JeccaAM: "um," hotaru replied intelligently.
[00:29] JeccaAM: "I see," the nurse said, nodding, as she made a note on a clipboard. "I'll have them up your medication, then."
[00:30] JeccaAM: Hotaru bit her lip. "um. Do you... see that?" she asked, pointing towards the opposite corner of the room.
[00:30] JeccaAM: "Oh, her?" the nurse asked, not actually looking. "Yes, she's been there for a few days now."
[00:30] JeccaAM: The girl in the corner twitched and started gnawing on her wrist.
[00:31] JeccaAM: "... shouldn't you... stop her?" Hotaru asked, concerned.
[00:31] JeccaAM: "She'll stop in a minute," the nurse replied, shrugging. "Mostly she sits there making faces and trying to form coherent sentences on the paper we provide her."
[00:31] JeccaAM: "... I see," Hotaru said.
[00:32] JeccaAM: "Why can't you just have a normal conversation?" the girl suddenly howled, burying both hands in her hair and rocking back and forth.
[00:33] JeccaAM: "Sorry," Hotaru said, raising a hand as the nurse turned to leave, "but d'you think I could maybe get a different room...?"
[00:33] JeccaAM: "I hate you," the girl snarled.

Yay for mothers!


We have a new assistant manager at work. IT IS MALE. THIS IS BIZARRE. So now there are three males working in the bakery! But one of them is quitting or leaving or something later this week, if the notes on the schedule are anything to go by, so perhaps they wanted to keep the balance. Well, there isn't any balance. Maybe they didn't want the last guy to feel even more outnumbered.

Anyway, he seemed nice enough. I only saw him for like a minute, since he left when I got in.

Also, I have new shoes, so today my feet didn't hurt during or after work. It is glorious.



For the latest "thing Aniko has somehow convinced me to write," (seriously, I'll write anything if people try to talk me into it. WEAK. SO WEAK. I don't just write what Aniko tells me to, Aniko's just the only person who tells me to) I find myself needing a medic-bot. This puts me in the unfortunate position of having to make one up. This is something I am not exactly good at. I'm probably going to use Paradron as an excuse for who this idiot is and where s/he came from, but that doesn't change the IT NEEDS A NAME (and a pronoun...) thing. I've been referring to hir as MedicDude in our AIM conversations, which could actually been abbreviated to MD, or EmDee or something, except then I remember: someone actually has an OC medic named that already.

My soul.


It weeps.


Back to the drawing board!


Edit:
Do you know what I need to stop doing? Reading something and finding points in it I don't like and then having my brain try to figure out how I'd have written it "better." Seriously. KNOCK IT OFF. At least I never seriously consider writing any of it.

Even if I completely do like some of my ideas better.

For however small a consolation it is, remember this:

I only write you because I love you. ♥





...


(PS - Also remember I'm too much of a sucker for things working out in the end to put you into anything too completely awful and leave you there. But please note I didn't just promise you'll get a happy ending.)

Aniko's box (that is, the box I sent to her) arrived today! So I now present to YOU, o people reading this, one of my completely lunatic Christmas Cards. Because Aniko told me I could.

( Merry Christmas? )

I am absurdly proud of how well that came out, considering I do not consider myself a very good artist. (The color is better on the original. I couldn't get it to capture right, but that's close enough, isn't it?) Actually, I rather like all of the cards I made this year. (There was a Transformers: Beast Wars/Kingdom Hearts crossover card that I do not have any excuses for, but which is hilarious in a demented kind of way.)

Rank 10 is so close I can taste it. I have 9-1 cued up, and we're going to try and finish it tonight.

Which just leaves 9-2.

0_o


I got a Thief's Knife tonight. It's level 70, and I'm only 50, but still. I have it! Got an item needed for the first Zilart mission, as well. Tonberries are ugly and hurt when they hit me, and they hoarde keys like you wouldn't believe, but we're done there now, so it doesn't matter.

And I got Dream Boots. :3 Which actually don't look as snazzy with the robe and hat as my Sprinter's Shoes do, but, hey! I also got a Rabbit Belt, which turns me into a wild rabbit / forest hare / rarab / whatever they're going by in your corner of Vana'diel. I hopped around town for about an hour while we waited for everyone to assemble.

( 2 PICTURES )

We're heading out for Cape Terrigan now (hooray for Outpost Warps!), where Velociraptors roam both free and violently. Back to following the Bouncing Atomic Squirrel (perhaps better known as Carbuncle to the lesser mortals). That thing's tail is in at least half of my screenshots and videos.

edit:
9-1 finished! Death ensued. Rather a lot of death. But we still won somehow! Barely. Tomorrow, as planned, we're meeting for 9-2 and I'm so nervous even now that my hands are shaking. Or maybe that's fatigue.
/edit

There's an NPC in the past named Jeremias. I found this both amusing and kind of annoying all at once. He's a Hume, and I'm not sure if that makes it better or worse.


I leave you with this rough draft of part of a conversation from a fic Aniko is making me write:

"Sorry," he apologized, and stopped. "You don't know it wouldn't work."
"I can guess."
"We've managed not to kill each other so far," he teased.
"That's hardly an acceptable standard."

To be fair to the first speaker, yes, a lesser likelihood of being murdered is something to look for in a potential partner. One shouldn't ever forget this. And, really, the second speaker's just in something like denial, and they both know it.