a moment of joy
Dec. 22nd, 2014 08:11 pm88 days until the Vernal Equinox
And so the countdown begins. I must confess that I got the length of winter wrong. It's 89 days, not 88.
Sorry, I'm kind of a mess right now. I'm genuinely surprised Blogger deleted Eyzwydopen's blog, though whether it was for the racism or the quite insulting attempt at libel I am not sure. Oh, I'm grateful, alright. In fact, I was singing and dancing and making fake trumpet noises.
Nina was wondering just what was wrong: her butt or the ultrasound machine or the painty mess in the Museum of Science's boarding/holding room. Mindblowing fact: In a matter of months, Back to the Future 2 will be set entirely within the past and we still don't have 20 Jaws movies.
Jacob got mauled by a person.
When Courtney's brother painted some shelves, he ended up covered in paint.
Nina paints too, and when she paints, she sometimes ends up with paint on the edge of her mouth, like she's thinking by painting herself.
I told them about Emma dyeing her hair after we went to that concert together and she had paint in her hair. I called her my friend, but Vox said she's merely an acquaintance. I think that Vox is just being an arrogant, manipulative, malicious, sociopathic sack of shit with delusions of adequacy. I think, and desperately hope. Emma's too intelligent to fall for Vox's bullshit and she's probably at least familiar with Zoe Quinn and Brianna Wu. I'll hopefully see her soon. If she doesn't bring up Vox Day's harassment campaign, I won't either. If she does, I'll tell her I'm sorry she got involved in this catastrofuck. And I'm sorry that we haven't been able to make any art together, but that won't happen for a long time. Emma's free to explain things here if she wishes, I only ask that she not comment anonymously. Well, I mean, people can comment here anonymously all they want, but they might not make it through the spam filter.
I asked "what your friends are like" and if those people "think of you as a friend" as a burning question once a long time ago. I always feel like the answer to the second part is "no."
And I guess I can post the link to Emma's cover of an Indigo Girls song. Vox or someone found a link to it in my Youtube favorites. I hope that won't discourage her from putting more art and music online, because no matter what the Popoli shitwits say, she's an extremely talented artist.
It's right here. (I'm sorry about this: I've succumbed to VBulletin syndrome or whatever you're going to call it)
asakiyume, I hope you like it.
What I just said reminds me of how Hungarian has a flexible word order that's partly determined by what part of the sentence you want to emphasize.
Oh. Drow reads my livejournal, she just doesn't do it when signed in. And I guess Drow does have a Google alert set up. Which is why I say "drow."
1. Yes, that plugin that dealt with Google Analytics actually does work. It has little to do with, ok, it actually has a lot to do with Drow. Well, actually it's about people using Google Analytics for less wholesome purposes.
2. Unlike some people, I don't monitor every action, scan every emotion, take every minutiae of information and process, disseminate and make it known to those miserable bastards who are Vox Popoli. So I was wrong when I said that Drow hates certain ethnic groups vicariously through her brother's experiences in tech support when in fact she hates certain ethnic groups vicariously through her roommate's experiences in tech support.
3. If you're wondering why the index isn't up, it's because the last five days doing my best to scrub personal information from the interweb. Google has weird ideas about what is and isn't considered a privacy violation and that really annoys me. In fact, Jack asked me if I ever had to scrub information twice from the same site, and I haven't. I didn't even know it was out there, in fact. So now my phone number and home address are private, as they should be.
4. I have Jewish friends in real life, which is more than you can say about Drow. I don't associate with holocaust deniers and other unsavory anti-Jewish types because we have a common enemy. None of that matters because my Strauss quote was with regards to Vox, the rest of the Dread Ilk that were harassing Emma, and the Taliban infestation that is currently threatening Pakistan. "Untalented, lazy mediocrity" is Vox and his Dread Ilk, "higher intelligence and greater talent" are my artist friends. You know who they are.
5. I almost said something about crafting simulacra out of dead brachiopods and parasitic worms but it's an insulting thing to say.
8. I don't always have these thoughts in the order in which I post them. Sometimes I put some thoughts at the end because that's where they're most appropriate.
6. Vox proposed the most obvious Catch-22 in existence. That is blackmail, and I will have none of it!
7. Although since he's offering to e-mail people interested in stopping me (read: harassing me and any and all people I associate with), (yawn), then I'll just have to send some infiltrators. E-mail voxday@gmail.com with a message about how you'll love to get back at me (in your own words, please).
And send me a PM here for details. While Operation: Power of God is suspended until further notice, Operation: Infiltrate a shitwit's harassment campaign is a go. Share amongst your friends.
Also, I watched Amadeus last night. And in Scotland, a woman mistook a hat for an injured parrot.
And I forgot to mention that Waffle shoplifted from our store. However, since there's no jury in the world that will convict a dog, he'll get off easy.
burning question: Vecna: Good people… or ROBOTS?
And so the countdown begins. I must confess that I got the length of winter wrong. It's 89 days, not 88.
Sorry, I'm kind of a mess right now. I'm genuinely surprised Blogger deleted Eyzwydopen's blog, though whether it was for the racism or the quite insulting attempt at libel I am not sure. Oh, I'm grateful, alright. In fact, I was singing and dancing and making fake trumpet noises.
Nina was wondering just what was wrong: her butt or the ultrasound machine or the painty mess in the Museum of Science's boarding/holding room. Mindblowing fact: In a matter of months, Back to the Future 2 will be set entirely within the past and we still don't have 20 Jaws movies.
Jacob got mauled by a person.
When Courtney's brother painted some shelves, he ended up covered in paint.
Nina paints too, and when she paints, she sometimes ends up with paint on the edge of her mouth, like she's thinking by painting herself.
I told them about Emma dyeing her hair after we went to that concert together and she had paint in her hair. I called her my friend, but Vox said she's merely an acquaintance. I think that Vox is just being an arrogant, manipulative, malicious, sociopathic sack of shit with delusions of adequacy. I think, and desperately hope. Emma's too intelligent to fall for Vox's bullshit and she's probably at least familiar with Zoe Quinn and Brianna Wu. I'll hopefully see her soon. If she doesn't bring up Vox Day's harassment campaign, I won't either. If she does, I'll tell her I'm sorry she got involved in this catastrofuck. And I'm sorry that we haven't been able to make any art together, but that won't happen for a long time. Emma's free to explain things here if she wishes, I only ask that she not comment anonymously. Well, I mean, people can comment here anonymously all they want, but they might not make it through the spam filter.
I asked "what your friends are like" and if those people "think of you as a friend" as a burning question once a long time ago. I always feel like the answer to the second part is "no."
And I guess I can post the link to Emma's cover of an Indigo Girls song. Vox or someone found a link to it in my Youtube favorites. I hope that won't discourage her from putting more art and music online, because no matter what the Popoli shitwits say, she's an extremely talented artist.
It's right here. (I'm sorry about this: I've succumbed to VBulletin syndrome or whatever you're going to call it)
What I just said reminds me of how Hungarian has a flexible word order that's partly determined by what part of the sentence you want to emphasize.
Oh. Drow reads my livejournal, she just doesn't do it when signed in. And I guess Drow does have a Google alert set up. Which is why I say "drow."
1. Yes, that plugin that dealt with Google Analytics actually does work. It has little to do with, ok, it actually has a lot to do with Drow. Well, actually it's about people using Google Analytics for less wholesome purposes.
2. Unlike some people, I don't monitor every action, scan every emotion, take every minutiae of information and process, disseminate and make it known to those miserable bastards who are Vox Popoli. So I was wrong when I said that Drow hates certain ethnic groups vicariously through her brother's experiences in tech support when in fact she hates certain ethnic groups vicariously through her roommate's experiences in tech support.
3. If you're wondering why the index isn't up, it's because the last five days doing my best to scrub personal information from the interweb. Google has weird ideas about what is and isn't considered a privacy violation and that really annoys me. In fact, Jack asked me if I ever had to scrub information twice from the same site, and I haven't. I didn't even know it was out there, in fact. So now my phone number and home address are private, as they should be.
4. I have Jewish friends in real life, which is more than you can say about Drow. I don't associate with holocaust deniers and other unsavory anti-Jewish types because we have a common enemy. None of that matters because my Strauss quote was with regards to Vox, the rest of the Dread Ilk that were harassing Emma, and the Taliban infestation that is currently threatening Pakistan. "Untalented, lazy mediocrity" is Vox and his Dread Ilk, "higher intelligence and greater talent" are my artist friends. You know who they are.
5. I almost said something about crafting simulacra out of dead brachiopods and parasitic worms but it's an insulting thing to say.
8. I don't always have these thoughts in the order in which I post them. Sometimes I put some thoughts at the end because that's where they're most appropriate.
6. Vox proposed the most obvious Catch-22 in existence. That is blackmail, and I will have none of it!
7. Although since he's offering to e-mail people interested in stopping me (read: harassing me and any and all people I associate with), (yawn), then I'll just have to send some infiltrators. E-mail voxday@gmail.com with a message about how you'll love to get back at me (in your own words, please).
And send me a PM here for details. While Operation: Power of God is suspended until further notice, Operation: Infiltrate a shitwit's harassment campaign is a go. Share amongst your friends.
Also, I watched Amadeus last night. And in Scotland, a woman mistook a hat for an injured parrot.
And I forgot to mention that Waffle shoplifted from our store. However, since there's no jury in the world that will convict a dog, he'll get off easy.
burning question: Vecna: Good people… or ROBOTS?