all over the place
Feb. 27th, 2008 04:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Ack, ack, ack. I'm so sorry~~~ I've been ignoring LJ in favor of... uh.
Well, in favor of SCA and singing and SheVaCon and calligraphic AUM-type squiggles and thinking about school and sewing clothes and fumbling back through barely-remembered math and Japanese and story ideas and TRYING TO GET CREATIVE AGAIN, DAMMIT and testing out a stronger dose of my meds and talking to people and reading lots and organizing and cuddling Ruby and coding and cooking and.
Yeah.
Time for a rushed report!
Good grief, that's a lot of tags.
Well, in favor of SCA and singing and SheVaCon and calligraphic AUM-type squiggles and thinking about school and sewing clothes and fumbling back through barely-remembered math and Japanese and story ideas and TRYING TO GET CREATIVE AGAIN, DAMMIT and testing out a stronger dose of my meds and talking to people and reading lots and organizing and cuddling Ruby and coding and cooking and.
Yeah.
Time for a rushed report!
- Ymir. 9th & 10th century Norse people, aka Vikings. Frantic like plotbunnies trying to get everything together in time, failed at that but made up for it by being able to wear modern clothes underneath. Also pockets. There was envy over my pockets. I would have enjoyed myself more if my period hadn't started, but later I inadvertently became part of a bardic circle when I wandered over to listen to the harp, and wound up helping to provide background music for the Baroness' Tea. And I want the recipes for the bread, roast beef, and oat cakes from feast. Mmm.
- waugh Women's Voices is doing lots of music this semester. It's mostly quick, fun, easily memorized secular pieces though, and Purcell has redeemed himself somewhat in my eyes. Mom and I have been trying to join in on the SCA singing thing as well, but the songs are making me eh. Don't really like them, don't really have much of a grasp on them, and the fact that I can sing alto means that's what I'm stuck with so far, and the sopranos have been belting. (Back to WVC: ) I don't really like the Song of the Duchess (from Alice in Wonderland), but the solo is fun and full of accidentals, so I'm going to try for that.
- It took me a while to puzzle out the calculations for determinig the circumference of an ellipse (and then later discovered that I didn't need it after all), but the theory behind aleph and beth numbers, while obviously way over my head, makes an odd kind of sense. Go figure.
- The body mass index is bloody annoying because it's trying to work with area instead of volume, and isn't taking enough variables into account. For much the same reason, and in much the same way, so are the instructions for determining bra size. (If the difference between the underbust measurement and the overnipple measurement is 5", you're an AA? WTF. >.<)
- My casual memory is still really, really bad, but the Adderol is crazy good for when I actually try to memorize things.
- Apparently it's not enough that I mess around with CSS for my LJ. Oh, no. (Which is why it's back to what it was before.) Looks like I'm going to have to teach myself S2 (a Perl/C++/Java-type genuine programming language, which has never interested me before) and write the whole setup from scratch. Well, I can keep the core style, at least. Once I figure out what it is I actually want it to look like. Fortunately, try four seems much less stilted and actually viable. Unfortunately, I'm not sure how to incorporate non-rectangular forms without resorting to images. *studystudy*
- Upped my dose, and I can now focus on a single project, while multi-tasking, and not get horribly distracted or twitchy for days at a time. In return, my already tenuous sense of time is even more vague.
- Another vignette written, though it still needs polishing. Third person present tense, not necessarily in sequential order, and the POV changes without warning. I never get hit with the easy stuff, do I? Mark down another 1500 words that will never sell, but it felt good to be writing again.
- SheVaCon was this weekend. I haven't been since senior year of high school. There were people I haven't seen for four years, people I grew up with, albeit sporadically. They did not all recognize me right away. (Even people I have seen more recently didn't necessarily recognize me from the back, though, but I'll get to that later.) It was... what a con always is, except that this time my name appeared on the schedule for my father's writer's workshop. Because I am finally, officially on the panel. I've been the unofficial extra for a couple years now, but this time I got recognition. Also, there was a case of an MC being... offensively irreverent and overtly sexually suggestive. I am too young to be complaining about how kids these days have no respect, dammit. But there was this whole cadre of kids, who were probably born before I was, but were still at the stage of running around with open staplers, shooting staples at each other in the halls, heedless of passers-by, and aiming at thoat/eye-level. Not that they actually did that (that was a couple of sophomores... two years ago? in Oldenborg), but you get my point. And the auctions were a little disappointing, because although there was some really good stuff up (especially the art), there were also a couple people who bid frequently, and with a higher range than most people were willing to go to, so after a while, I felt like there wasn't much point in even trying when I knew I wouldn't win. But I'm a lot better at bitching over annoyances, especially for humorous value, than gushing over how great everything was. Really. It was lots of fun. I'd missed it.
- Oh yeah. Patricia McCracken. That's her official gallery, but it doesn't have everything. It makes me sad.
- The idea of Pandora being the Holic-esque parasitic entity that makes Shinichi/Conan a murder magnet is eating my brain~~~
- I'm pretty sure I've commented on this before, but going to cons all my life means that I like road trips. Partly that's because I've got experience in how to handle 3-6 (or more) hours in a car or on a train, so I don't get worked up over it. Partly that's because the reason for the trip is usually worth it. But I also just like the driving out itself. Riding out. I still don't have my license. Whatever.
- An AUM is one of these guys. In search of creative inspiration for the LJ layout, I looked first at scrapbooking ideas (mostly by accident; I'd googled "rainbow journal layout" and that was what came up most) and then turned back to doodle-arts on paper, by hand. God, I missed that so much. So I've been playing with the cursive AUM technique, expanding and refining it, and it's going to figure in it somehow. Somehow. I am determined.
- ... in the past four months or so, I've lost 23 pounds and two inches off my overall body circumference, and I'm not sure if I should be triumphant or worried.
Good grief, that's a lot of tags.