25 June 2017 @ 09:16 pm
New Doctor Who episode yesterday, the first part of the season finale!

And I didn't even watch it until today, and it was only a momentary diversion...

...because I am currently obsessed with Twin Peaks.

Is anyone else as obsessed with Twin Peaks right now as I am?

Where are good fandom places? I've already been all over Tumblr and Reddit.
26 June 2017 @ 02:05 am
AGE: 30, soon to be 31


INTERESTS & HOBBIES: I love to read most sorts of books (preferably sci-fi and fantasy) and listen to podcasts (mainly BBC comedy, but also Welcome to Night Vale, the Thrilling Adventure Hour, and My Dad Wrote A Porno). I knit and cross-stitch when I have time and energy. I am a scientist long out of the lab and looking forward to getting back in there. I get inordinately excited by some science things (Epigenetics! Organoids! Developmental biology such as caterpillars turning into butterflies!) but I still can't wrap my head around advanced maths and physics. I'm a feminist and also love to do nail art. I like Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter, not too interested in newer fandoms even if I enjoy new series and movies and books.

LOOKING FOR: people who post about their life, crafty people, interesting discussions. I've been on LJ since 2004 but feel like I know too many people over there in real life. I'd like to make some cyber friends again :)

ANYTHING ELSE?: I'm mainly using my journal right now to get the toxicity out of my brain so it's mainly moaning and anger. We'll see if I get to use it in a better mood or not. My main problems are anxiety and depression and I'm seeing if regular journalling will make a difference.
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25 June 2017 @ 12:51 pm

75 Dragonriders of Pern icons over here.
25 June 2017 @ 12:48 pm

75 Dragonriders of Pern icons over here.
25 June 2017 @ 11:26 am
I used the c-PAP for three and a half hours last night. Right now, I'm sniffling and sneezing. I fear the two are connected. I washed the reservoir and nasal pillows pretty thoroughly on Friday. I didn't want to try to wash out the hose, but I think I'm going to have to because this makes three occasions when I've had severe allergies starting the morning after using the c-PAP.

I finished two fics yesterday. Well, one is certainly done, barring a thorough proofread. It's gen, so that's not nearly as hard to arrange as it might otherwise be. The other needs a second opinion if I can find someone willing given the moderately obscure fandom and the explicit and potentially squicky content. I've got a couple of people I can ask, but I was a little too fried last night to do it.

We went out for frozen lemonade at Sweetwaters last night. Sweetwaters gives coupons to the middle schools to hand out to every child who gets at least three A's on their final report card, and the school put the coupons in the envelopes with the report cards. Cordelia got hers and got a cinnamon roll. I got a frozen lemonade and a chocolate croissant. Scott got a ginger tea.

We finished that up a little after 8:00, and as we were just across the street from Plum Market, we went over there for the half price bakery goods.

It's been very cool, in the low 70s, so Scott opened a lot of our windows early yesterday afternoon. They stayed open all night and are still open. I don't think this relates to my sneezing because that didn't start until the windows had been open for about twenty hours.

Cordelia has been doing movie marathons. She's currently got about a dozen DVDs from the library. Of course, mostly what she's been doing is listening to her Hamilton CDs over and over (those were a gift from Scott's brother and his family). We listened to a little of that in the car last night, on the way to and from Sweetwaters. I still can't say that it does anything for me, but I'm glad Cordelia has something she's really passionate about.

Both of our Time Capsule storage drives are insisting that they're too full to allow backups. The program is supposed to delete old backups as needed in order to keep making current backups, and we have backups going back at least two years. At this point, anything from 2015 can absolutely go. One of the drives has a terabyte of storage, and the other has three. We have no idea what's going on to make them say they only have a few megabytes of space left. Scott thinks that wiping them is probably going to be necessary. We'll start with just one in case we need the backups on the other before we have clean backups on the first. Scott keeps saying that he needs a lot of time to do this and then getting cranky with me when I mention that it needs to be done (and later today he will be more cranky because I didn't make him do it while he had time).

Maybe he can figure out how to get Cordelia's laptop to backup via Time Machine, too. We've never managed that, and at this point, she's actually got stuff she'd be devastated to lose. It wasn't so important when she was seven.
24 June 2017 @ 01:42 pm
Cordelia is now saying that she doesn't want to go to camp in August because she doesn't think she can handle a week without me. She also says that she's sure all of the other kids will be awful people and that there will be so many people present that there's no hope of her managing to spend any time with the people she actually knows.

She's been wanting lots of hugs and cuddling and reassurance that I'll always be there for her. She's also afraid any time she lets herself stop and think (mostly in the evenings). Her days have been pretty full, but she comes home and tells me that, even though she had fun, she missed me horribly. I think she's got some sort of worry that, if she's not checking up on me regularly, I'll just vanish.

I finally listened to the voicemail Cordelia's psychiatrist left. She says that the Celexa ought to stay at a steady level for twenty four hours on a single dose and that this may mean the dose is too low. Cordelia is afraid of upping the dose because she's connected her tiredness to the medication. I need to call the doctor back on Monday to discuss it.

Cordelia has more or less mastered swallowing small pills. Last night, she asked what I take for cramps, and I gave her a naproxen. It took her two swallows to get it down, but she did, and she was astonished to discover that it did help.

Her report card came today. It's all A's with an A+ in gym and an A- in algebra. Cordelia's of the opinion that they can't have counted the algebra final in that grade because she thinks that would have taken her down to B+ or even B range. I can't tell from PowerSchool whether or not she's right. It doesn't actually matter. B grades are good, too, and that particular class has been nasty for all the students due to the teacher not being very good.
24 June 2017 @ 01:24 pm
I wrote a lot yesterday, a bit more than 2300 words. I find that amazing given that I spent most of the day in a groggy haze, trying to figure out whether or not I had a window for napping.

Scott had to work 3 a.m. to 7 a.m. today. We got a call from the shift supervisor about half an hour after Scott went to bed. The guy wanted to make sure Scott knew he had to come in. He kept stumbling over what he was saying and talking in circles. I'm pretty sure that he had a script in mind for the call and that I blew it up by saying that Scott was in bed and couldn't come to the phone. Scott identified the caller simply based on my description of the guy's confusion.

I ended up staying up a bit later than I meant to because the writing was working well. For some reason, just the thought of needing to go to bed makes me able to produce words and plot and all of that. I think I slept a solid eight hours once I did go to bed, so there's that. I kind of want to go back to bed, though.

Scott has Monday scheduled off because it's our anniversary. I have a couple of minor errands that will be much easier if someone gives me a ride, so we'll deal with those. The rest of the day is ours. Cordelia is now saying that Scott and I should celebrate however we want, including without her, because it's our day. (She said something on the order of "I wasn't involved in your wedding.") This is a change from years past. I don't know that we'll leave her at home, but it's nice that, if we did, she'd be okay with it.
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24 June 2017 @ 12:27 pm
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24 June 2017 @ 01:16 am

Like many of you, I am here because other internet channels of communication have failed me.

I am also here because I have soft, misty water colored memories of the great LJ heyday of 2003, meeting new people, and founding communities through the miracle of nascient "social networking"

I am from the United States, but in 2016, I moved to Chile to work as an English teacher. A year later, I am still doing that.

I have lots of pop cultural interests, but don't really focus on those, unless something really catches my eye. Mostly I talk about...my day to day life. Well, that is the theory. The truth is, I don't know totally what I am using this for, just yet. I am hoping a purpose and community will spring up spontaneously.
I know I've been quiet on here, but I've been very busy with RL. Fandom inspiration finally struck me and I wrote for the first time in ages! YOI fandom has so much inspiration laying around that some of it had to strike me eventually.

Smile For The Camera (4080 words) by versaphile
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov
Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Victor Nikiforov
Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Smut, Hasetsu, Future Fic, Post-Season/Series 01, Husbands, Filming, Exhibitionism, Summer, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff, Porn Video, Photography, Dakimakura (sort of), Bottom Victor Nikiforov, Top Katsuki Yuuri, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Comeplay, Come Marking, Ass to Mouth, Spanking, Mild D/s, So mild it's barely there, Anxious Katsuki Yuuri, Confident Katsuki Yuuri, Smitten Victor Nikiforov, Teasing, Tickling, Praise Kink, Dom Victor Nikiforov, Sex Tapes, The Softest Dom

Victor loves summer in Hasetsu with Yuuri. He loves it so much he needs to capture it for posterity.

23 June 2017 @ 09:13 pm
Name: Halley
Age: 24

A little about me: I'm a female, bi, recent college grad (art/photography). Although I'm currently working part-time at a bakery-cafe. I'm in the middle of trying to navigate life after school (getting a proper car, moving out of family home, etc) :"> I mostly post about day to day life, I use a lot of smileys, generally I'm very friendly and eccentric.

Interests & Hobbies: Reading, drawing, cosplay, comic books, drinking tea all the time, playing video games (rpgs mostly), american history, paganism, folklore, music (everything from Girls Generation to SOAD), Steven Universe, Final Fantasy, DC Comics, Harry Potter, NITW, Disney, Ghibli.......

Looking For: I'm recently getting back into blogging after getting out of my busy college schedule so I want to post regularly and read my friends page more often. Read my about me?
23 June 2017 @ 08:53 pm
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23 June 2017 @ 07:46 pm
The Sultan of Byzantium - Selçuk Altun. My main advice to you in deciding whether to read this book is to first ask yourself if a book that is mostly about the Turkish protagonist wandering around Byzantine ruins and thinking about history, with some intrigue to spice things up occasionally, is appealing to you; and if yes, to read about a chapter and decide whether the protagonist is obnoxious or charming. If you find him obnoxious, you will hate the rest of the book, so just put it down there. I, however, actually liked him; it helped that he is possibly the most obviously autistic character I have seen in a while (he speaks to inanimate objects regularly; can read hundreds of pages of history in an afternoon; and displays the plot relevant ability to stand in a room and skim mosaics with hundreds of pieces, then quickly find the one tile out of place – after which he is vaguely embarrassed about having accomplished a difficult task implausibly fast and hangs around pretending not to be finished for a while. I found this almost unbearably relatable.) I also was amused by his blase acceptance of his childhood sweetheart coming out as a lesbian, followed by visiting her in Italy and staying with her and her girlfriend for a few weeks to catch up.

That said, he is also very, painfully arrogant, and the sexism in this novel is really just – weird. On the one hand, it's hard to say the protagonist is particularly oblivious to women when he doesn't seem to notice anyone at all unless they're involved with something he's obsessed with; on the other hand, there's some really creepy behavior in the romance subplot that otherwise affects nothing, and the protagonist repeatedly hires sex workers and is polite but oblivious to them as people, too, so that may bother some readers. (I found the parts of the romance subplot that weren't creepy and stalkerish cute; he meets her when he has to ask her permission to gain entrance to ruins she is currently supervising work on, falls in love with her in the back of a lecture she is giving on Byzantine history, and their courtship consists of three weeks of wandering around Byzantine sites in Istanbul while he provides exposition and she takes photographs and notes. As far as I can tell they discuss nothing else during this time. You see what I mean about autistic coding?)

Pile of Bones: a Novel of the Parallel Parks – Bailey Cunningham. This is a portal fantasy with a twist: the protagonists are essentially participants in a fantasy, immersive MMORPG, which they access via a park in their city. I had trouble getting invested in the basic premise because I had trouble believing anyone would voluntarily go back to the park once they found it; the life of low level players, working drudge jobs until they find an opportunity in a world much more casually violent than modern earth, seemed too miserable to actually work as escapism, whatever the lure of adventure. I also just did not like the constant low level grossness – like, it's possible to write characters sneaking in through the sewer without graphically describing the filth and specifying that they don't have time to wash after, you know? I just don't want to read that. Most people, I would venture, don't find it appealing. That said, once I was invested in the characters and plot it got a lot more interesting, I appreciated the random classical history dropped into the park, and I really loved the slice-of-life academia sections in the real world; I also loved how all of the characters are queer and one of them is a queer woman and a single parent, whose parenting is shown on screen.

Spanish Society: 1400-1600 – Teofilo F. Ruiz. Research reading, described by its author as a social history of Spain. The problem with this work is that it is only unwillingly a social history; the author is really interested in economics and political violence, and spends most of his time talking about those things. The two chapters on topics that are undeniably social history – food and clothing; and popular culture – are probably the worst scholarship in the book and the sections on food in particularly are painfully judgmental and downright bizarre (a pound of bread, half a pound of meat, vegetables and a liter of wine is inadequate food in one sitting? What on earth does the author eat? And please stop telling me about how Fat Heavy Diets Are Bad, this is a history book, not a diet manual). The rest of the book is fine, and useful, with the author's judgmental tendencies obnoxious but mostly limiting themselves to misplaced but ignorable adjectives like “bizarre” and “miserable.” A decent overview of the economics and political violence of Spain immediately post-Reconquista, with some useful citations on food. Ignore everything he says about clothing.

The Ruins of Us – Keija Parssinen. An American expat who married a Saudi man twenty-five years ago discovers her husband has taken a second wife without telling her; the slowly unraveling dysfunctions of their family are abruptly revealed all at once, and things explode. Also involved is a second American expat, a friend of hers from college who works for her husband. The major strengths of this novel are the characterization – everyone is complex and believable, if their behavior is not always likable – and the prose; I found it gripping even when I really wanted to put it down. I think the plot was mostly reasonably well handled, just not my sort of thing. I'm not sure if I bought the denouement, it seemed like the events of the conclusion should not have been so easily swept away, but what was logically difficult to believe came off as mostly emotionally satisfying and fit the generally somewhat dreamlike tone.

In the Labyrinth of Drakes: a Memoir by Lady Trent – Marie Brennan. And the series continues to improve. Loved the archaeology in this one, loved the attempts at experimental science instead of solely fieldwork, loved the protagonist's brother showing up and their sibling relationship loved the romance plot – intellectual companionship plus hilariously in character impulsive decision making, I actually went back to reread one particular scene – but was kind of torn on the setting; I really want an explanation for how the alternate history sets up the Arab caliphate(s) existing and a city that I had the impression was based off of medieval Baghdad, without the Mongol conquest or the subsequent Safavid and Ottoman rule in the region. Like, either write secondary fantasy or don't, you know? Half-accuracy is distracting. The culture also felt oddly thin in places, probably because the early modern middle east is a setting I've actually studied. But overall I definitely enjoyed this one.