Heeeeey, you guys! It's been a while, huh... unfortunately dislike of LJ and life in general conspired to kick me in the butt, but hopefully I can start using this journal as a cross-stitch updater if nothing else.
I even have some things to put here, a finish or two and a WIP I've been working on for a while.( Under the cutCollapse )
Cross-posted to cross_stitch
Just as a head's up, for anyone who actually reads this journal... because of the changes LJ is implementing, I'm switching over to Dreamwidth. Again, I use this so rarely it shouldn't even matter anyway... but yeah.
I'll probably still use this to brag about my cross stitch updates, though :P
I won't be deleting this journal, but I've gotten rid of my rarely-used fanfiction journal. If anyone wanted to read those again, I've put them here
And it is December 1st. 23 days until my 25th birthday... what a strange feeling.
Soon I'll be able to rent a car, and now that I am (finally) able to drive that's actually a possibility, lmao.
But my life is a quarter over (assuming I live to 100) and I haven't managed to do much with it. Still working on getting that medical coding certification--I really want to get that so I can move out of this place. My parents are really great (especially for putting up with me this long) but... omg I want to leave so bad.
I really haven't accomplished much, and... I'm not an ambitious person. So I probably never will. I'm ok with that, honestly. Getting a job and living on my own is enough of a goal, preferably far away from my folks. I love them, but I'd love being far away from them more, I think.
Anyway. Need to work harder to get that certification, I've kind of been slacking. Bad, I know, but I plead Thanksgiving. /waves hands/ I'll get it done, I have confidence in myself.
I'm thinking about going to Nashville, TN in January, I've got some friends in the area. Gonna go there for a week, I think, unless something changes. Get out of the house, away from my parents and having to take care of Grandma... by then I'll definitely need the break.
I should probably work more on my cross stitch, too... all my free time has gone to a new show I discovered, Tiger & Bunny. It's fun, like a buddy cop show except with superheroes.
...I never know what to say here anymore, I post all my stream-of-conscience and babbling on Plurk these days.
I recently encountered something in the RP world. I was talking with a random person on Plurk; they seemed interested in the fact that I'm considering picking up Train Heartnet of Black Cat as a muse. Soon after, they friended me on Plurk, and I thought nothing of it--just someone who shares a common interest with me, wanting to talk more. So I went to friend them back.
But before I could, they pinged me on AIM. And as I was using Meebo at the time, their IM went through without the service asking me if I want to accept it.
Now, to clarify... I do not post my contact info anywhere, or at least I thought I hadn't. I hadn't told this person my AIM name. Upon my asking her how she got it, she said she'd gone into one of my character journals and pulled it off one of the apps I had posted there. I had not intended that to be a contact info post; in fact, I had intended to delete that part of the app, and I did soon after. But the simple fact that she had looked up my character in this game, gone into said character's journals, and looked through them on the off chance I might have contact info somewhere in there...
Personally, I find this rather creepy, disturbing, and stalker-ish. But she seemed nice enough, so I tried to ignore the feelings in favor of talking with her about this particular game.
However, last night one of the mods at a game I play at was approached in much the same manner. Someone had seen her around LJRP, gone into her character journal, and pulled the info off a game app that was never intended to be a contact post. The mod in question had, just like I had, intended to remove this info, and had simply forgotten about it, being both a mod and busy with RL as well.
But the real issue of this situation? Is that the mod Plurked about it. And several people, including myself, weighed in, saying how they also found it creepy, and that was all fine and dandy. But then other people turned up. People who said things like 'There's nothing wrong with people IMing out of the blue!' and 'RP is a collaborative thing' and 'What, do you not want people to talk to you?' ...and basically making me feel like I was being attacked for my very reasonable, imo, attitude.
I'm not saying people can't talk to me. But there are so many ways to do that--all of my journals are able to accept PMs, I have many superfluous journal posts, such as an HMD, IC voicemail, and others that they could easily have commented to. Heck, they could have waited the two seconds it took me to friend them back on Plurk--I was going to, since I did recognize their Plurk name. Furthermore, I don't protest if game-mates contact me this way, since game-contact info is there for a reason. But this person I had talked to for maybe two seconds chose to go in, find my info in a way I was not expecting, and AIM me without even asking.
I ask you, f-list. Is this normal? Am I being unreasonable and bitchy? Or do I have every right to be upset that someone did this?
Because I am upset. So upset that I am now considering changing my AIM name, which is sad because I've had that one forever and all my RL friends know it. But this series of events has made it difficult for me to keep using it--especially since the person who contacted me is on invisibly most of the time, so I'll never know if she's there or not.
EDIT: Since posting this, I have blocked the person on AIM and defriended them from my Plurk. This is, perhaps, a hasty way to deal.... but I was honestly so upset at the time I wasn't thinking all that clearly. I just wanted some space to feel comfortable again.
Two posts in as many days! That's got to be a record or something.
But it just goes to show how little I use this thing anymore--I am leaving, tomorrow at 7 am, for a family trip out of the country. I won't be back in the states for three weeks, but I'll probably start using this as an actual blogging device again--talking about my travels and maybe posting pictures, too. So if you suddenly start seeing more from me... well, I'm sure you'll figure it out when I start posting pictures of touristy things.
Should be fun, though!
Lj what are you doing.
No, seriously. What the fuck are you doing.
I am not pleased with this. At all. LJ seriously needs to reconsider what it is doing. Most of the people I interact with online are not at all cool with this--especially since this new feature registers a far more accurate
location than the IP address does.
My IP logging, thankfully, has always been turned off. Because this feature? Also prevents you from erasing whatever IP logs have already shown up on your journal.
Way to go, LJ. Keep pushing. I'm sure you'll transform into a beautiful FButterfly, and we'll all go to IJ or DW or somewhere.
I have lately been reading a book called Incarceron, by Catherine Fisher. I highly recommend it
to anyone who likes... idk what genre of book this is. But I highly recommend it all the same.
Anyway, I bring it up because I really really
want a game based on this world. Specifically, the Prison aspect of it.
Here's how I think it would work... Scum, Civicry:
Most of the people in the Prison. These are people born there, who have lived their whole lives there. They would need to be NPC's or possibly AU's, of course. OC's would also work.
Civicry - More-or-less civilized people who live in bands, traveling around the Prison. They have the best food, a basic monetary system, clothing.
Scum - Like what their name implies, they tend to live off others. Ambushing the Civicry to sustain themselves, so on and so forth.Prisoners:
The Prison hasn't had new Prisoners for a long time, but now for some reason they're turning up. These would be AU's, OU's, or OC's who were for some unexplained reason transported here.Cellborn:
Now this is why I want this to be a game. The Cellborn are created by the Prison. They are born of it; they have no name but what the Prison gave them, no memories before waking in their cell. They can be born any age. However... they receive images, visions that the Prisoners say are the Prison communicating with the Cellborn. The visions seem familiar to the Cellborn, like they are something from their past, somehow forgotten...
The Cellborn may try to claim they're really from Outside. But everyone knows the Cellborn are crazy. Any visions they receive will most likely be dismissed as insanity by the Prisoners.
So, OU's or OC's, memory-wiped.
The point of the game would be to try and escape the Prison, of course. But never forget, Prisoners... the Prison is alive. And it is watching you.
I have NO IDEA how this game would work, and I know I would make a terrible mod. Lol. But I... I really, really want it to, now.
- This post includes:roleplay
- How do I feel?:creative
Title: The Idea of a Promise
Appearing in this work: Ginko, Tanyuu, Kumado. Vaguely shippish Ginko/Tanyuu, Kumado/Tanyuu but not really.
Spoilers/Timeline: Chapter 7, Chapter 35
Summary: Ginko isn't normally the type to hope for things that can't be, but he made an exception this once.
Disclaimer: I own nothing save my crazy theories.
Author's Note: I wrote this as one of the samples for an RP game I'm in. But I think it works nicely as a stand-alone drabble.( She had promised him, years ago.Collapse )
My paid acct ran out. Blah.
Oh well, I don't exactly have the money for it right now anyway, and since I only use it, like, once a month if that it's really not worth the expense.
Anyway... it is long past time I posted some of the songs I have floating around for my various RP characters. I want to put them in a place I can find them again easily, because lol, memory like a freaking goldfish.( Courtesy cut, this post may nom your RAM.Collapse )
Title: 50 Ginko-centric Sentences
Appearing in this work: Ginko. Mentions of Adashino, Tanyuu, a few unnamed random people.
Summary: 50 sentences about Ginko.
Disclaimer: I own nothing save my crazy theories.
Author's Note: These aren't in any particular order; one from his youth can be right next to one from his adult life. I got the prompts from the 1sentence
comm (which seems to be pretty much dead), and I used theme set Gamma here.( Click here!Collapse )
Tomorrow, it's the election--finally. I am so sick of all the campaign ads, of all the disgusting mudslinging on all sides, of getting sucked (or maybe that should be 'suckered') into canvassing and calling people. Never doing that again, god.
But that's not what I'm here to talk about. I could care less about the election--I'm going to vote, of course, but it's just not that important to me.
Tomorrow is the one-year anniversary of my grandpa's death.
I'm not exactly sad about his death; I never have been. Sure, I'm sorry he died, but it was so painful watching him fade toward the end, watching the strength and mental prowess he was so proud of being stripped away, slowly. In many ways, I'm grateful he went while he still had some command of his faculties. It would have broken my heart if we'd had to put him in a Home.
It's a strange feeling. Just one year. I can remember typing up a post about his death in the library of SIUE just after learning about it, and to me it feels like it should be much longer, so much has happened to me since then. I've
quit gotten out of school, moved to a state more than a day away from my old home, and have been pretty much uprooted from all my friends and familiar places. I still have my online friends, thank goodness (ilu guys), but it's been a little hard at times.
But I finally got a job, which helps tremendously. My parents aren't constantly nagging me to fill out job apps now... tomorrow is my first day. I start at 4:15 in the afternoon. It's a sushi place, very small, with a good atmosphere. I just went shopping for a ton of black shirts and pants, since the dress code is all black stuff. I felt weird putting it up on the check-out counter, like I was going into mourning or something... at least I'll be wearing the appropriate color for tomorrow :)
I hope I'll do well there *crosses fingers*
Wow, it's been a while since I wrote a fanfic... but I finally managed to hash one out
even if it did take me a month, orz
Appearing in this work: Ginko.
Spoilers/Timeline: No timeline, vague spoiler-like things for Io, Suzu.
Word Count: 1,254
Rating: PG? I guess.
Summary: Ginko is trying to investigate a strange mushi.
Disclaimer: I own nothing save my crazy theories.
Author's Note: This was written for a fic exchange in the community mushishi
. The title is supposed
to mean 'illusion of darkness'.
Prompt: Trapped in an endless maze of nightmares.( YaminogensouCollapse )