anagramofbrat: (whee!!)
Out the other end of Holy Crap Snowstorm safely, now that there are patches of blue sky and sun visible. We got majorly dumped on (3' drifts, maybe 18" of actual accumulation), but the power remains on and other than dealing with an occasionally wall-climbing husband and freaked-out cats, we're fine. Watching the fascinating ballet of plows, tractors and shovels happening in our driveway in the storm's aftermath and being vaguely annoyed at myself for getting exactly nothing done since getting sent home from work yesterday other than farting about on the internet. Well no, not quite true, I spent much of yesterday writing out a php program that generates substitution ciphers based on an input text, but while fun and may be used in some crafty project at some point down the line, not exactly useful/productive. (Though does say a lot about my usual methods of self-entertainment. My fun is not your fun.) Ah well, Saturday is still young... though having been up since 8:30 it feels weirdly like late-afternoon. By the way, that wind this morning. Whoo boy. That's what woke me up.

Anyway. Some memeishness before I excuse myself from the interbutts and do something real:

5KQ - 801-900: The Questions Get More Idiotic Wheeeeee )

(full survey @ [livejournal.com profile] 5000questionsur.)

I leave you with Ash trying to make up his mind about whether he likes snow or not:

anagramofbrat: (lol internet)
Now with like, actual formatting and stuff! )

Need to do a catchup post at some point, but right now all I want is a hot shower and bed.
anagramofbrat: (no more caffeine for you)
This segment took a few days because I disliked most of the questions. :P That's the problem with the big questionnaires, sometimes it's obvious they were written by high schoolers, lol

cut to spare your friends lists )
anagramofbrat: (ARBT logo)
I'ma post this, eat some chicken, and go to bed.

401-500 )

if anyone else would like to join me in this insanity, BTW all the questions are at [livejournal.com profile] 5000questionsur.

My brains

Jan. 22nd, 2013 10:18 pm
anagramofbrat: (game face)
The realities of modern life: how is it I could essentially sit on my ass all day in front of a terminal and yet come home drop dead exhausted at the end of the day? Some vague ancestral spectre in my head is confused as to how I can be tired after essentially doing nothing all day. Little does it know of computer witchery and its demands upon the psyche.

In light of some conversational points touched on by [livejournal.com profile] grinninfoole, on another level of my brain I spent the day poking some old wounds to test if they, in fact, still hurt or whether I was holding on to a memory of pain rather than actually experiencing it, and if the hurt was still there, why. Ended up spending my lunch hour scarfing the remains of the chicken and root veggie bake I made last night and jotting down a list. I would say that 90% of things poked still legit hurt, but it was more of a twinge or a sore, rather than an OW and in a lot of cases, it pointed to some issues within my own brain wiring that need consideration and work still. Others don't hurt anymore, but I can't forgive their infliction. Overall it was a decent exercise: clarified some things in my head and kept my brain from entirely melting today. There may be a filtered post about it at some point, or it may be one for the Silence*, or I may just put everything back away until the need for omphaloskepsis rises again. Unsure as yet.

Speaking of pointless omphaloskepsis, MORE ULTIMATE DESTINY APOCALYPSE INANE QUESTIONS!

301-400 )
anagramofbrat: (Default)
201-300 )

I had a pleasant, if frustratingly unproductive day off - my ambition was the get the house cleaned, but all I managed was picking up our room, the laundry, running through two loads in the dishwasher, returning all the deposit bottles and making a rather delicious dinner for [livejournal.com profile] cell23 and I. I also went to lunch with [livejournal.com profile] grinninfoole, which is always pleasant; I enjoy our "so... where are you on that whole road to self-improvement?" checkpoints over food.

Okay when you write it out today wasn't so much the Day of Ignoble Sloth, but it certainly felt like it. And I'm kinda mad I missed ALL the inauguration coverage, but that's what The Internet and youtube are for.

Back to the insurance salt mines tomorrow, whee.

65-200

Jan. 20th, 2013 04:49 pm
anagramofbrat: (i'm on a horse)
All right, I'm awake, less tipsy and have a yawning empty void of a Sunday, lets at least finish the first 200 questions. Also HI NEW FIEND. Not a typo.

cut to protect the guilty )

Whew! Well that's quite enough of that for a bit. I have stuff to do and I've wasted HOURS on this already hahaha.
anagramofbrat: (sheep)
... But I'm only doing 200 as I got them from [livejournal.com profile] nounsandverbs and he got them from a friends-only friend so I gue2s we're both doing this in 200 question chunks.

Wheee questions 1-64, because I am a wuss, I got lazy and I wanna go to bed. )
anagramofbrat: (sail away with me)
I feel a little silly doing this because there's an entire month left in 2012, but it's already making the rounds so nyeh.

end of year meme )

Also regarding today:

We met eight years ago, when your oldest was still discovering her toes. Four years later, when both of our lives were rapidly unravelling, we somehow decided weathering those particular storms together was a better idea than dealing with them separately. This year we threw a party and got rings and stuff. 32 years ago, though, you were born, making all this possible.

My icon says "sail away with me." These days I'm confused as to whether the ninja sailed away with the pirate, or the pirate is chasing the ninja across the rooftops of Tortuga swearing and brandishing an empty rum bottle in a fit of pique. Either way, every year has been an adventure, and I don't think I ever want to get off this ride.

Happy birthday, my love, my darling, my [livejournal.com profile] cell23.
anagramofbrat: (queen bitch)


You are The Empress


Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.


The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents,
beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You may be good at home
decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.


The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.


What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.




a) no surprises here.
b) man, remember when every other entry in your friends page would be one of these? It's quaint seeing one now.

LURVE ME

Jan. 17th, 2012 09:05 am
anagramofbrat: (lizard happy)
Guess what time of year it is, folks.

My Valentinr - kjpepper

yep. That time.
anagramofbrat: (lol internet)
"Last week, LJ came under attack and was down for three days. I missed it horribly; I went over to Dreamwidth, but it just wasn't the same. When LJ came up, several of my good friends posted to say how much they missed LJ, but several also posted to wonder whether this wasn't really the end for LJ, whether they wouldn't just move wholesale to DW or Twitter or Google+, for so few people post now and so few comment.

Let's make this week Show LJ Some Love Week! If a friend posts to LJ, and you've read that post, comment. Even if it's just a silly three-word comment going 'that's really hilarious!', 'your boss sucks' or 'get a divorce', show that the community's still here. I know I have many friends on my list whom I do read every day, whose lives I do know about and care about, but whom I never comment on, because it doesn't occur to me, or because I don't think I have the time, or because I'm on my iPhone and typing is a pain. This week, that's going to change. Are you in?"


hattip to [livejournal.com profile] firinel who got it from a friend who got it from someone else.


Today is full of T-storms (yay!), housecleaning (boo, but necessary), much anticipated doorstops waiting to be read (yay!), work (not objecting, it means $$), Witch finishing (ugh, but also necessary), and the squee that comes of happy tomato plants (yay!). Sticky's second tomato came off while we were repotting him; 1 day later, suddenly he has 5 itty bitty tomatoes on him. Icky still has two big 'uns but they are now turning yellow/orange and looking happy. I'm guessing in a couple of weeks I'm suddenly going to have more tomatoes than I know what to do with.

Wellp, that's enough of a break - off to finish scrubbing the kitchen and cook up some dinner.
anagramofbrat: (brat)
March 2011: Living in Sunderland, in Nerdclave 1 (also known as Squire) with [livejournal.com profile] cell23, Lily the cat, two kids every other week, piecing my brain and my life together with varying levels of success.

March 2001: Still living in Fisher Price My First Apartment in the ass end of Northampton, and just landed my first two post college jobs. One of which I'm still at. Also sort of in a period of transition and reconstruction, actually. I seem to have those once every decade or so.

March 1991: The end of seventh grade and very much in the throes of adolescent angst and insanity. Erm, shit, what was I up to then? Writing a lot. Mooning over [livejournal.com profile] harinezumi probably. Listening to a lot of hip-hop 'cause it was still fun back then. Wearing a lot of florescent because it looked good on me. Ohh, getting the chicken pox again! good times. Not. Oh hey, saying "Not!" was popular then too.

March 1981: Shit if I remember, I wasn't quite three yet. I only remember a handful of things from that year. Learning to read, conceptualizing that there were people being born that were younger than I was (in this case one of my cousins) and this being an astounding concept for me, remembering riding the subway and thinking that was a Very Big Adventure. Visiting Ruthy at college. Little flashes here and there, but nothing truly concrete.

March 1971: Not even a twinkle in anyone's eye yet.
anagramofbrat: (brat)
March 2011: Living in Sunderland, in Nerdclave 1 (also known as Squire) with [livejournal.com profile] cell23, Lily the cat, two kids every other week, piecing my brain and my life together with varying levels of success.

March 2001: Still living in Fisher Price My First Apartment in the ass end of Northampton, and just landed my first two post college jobs. One of which I'm still at. Also sort of in a period of transition and reconstruction, actually. I seem to have those once every decade or so.

March 1991: The end of seventh grade and very much in the throes of adolescent angst and insanity. Erm, shit, what was I up to then? Writing a lot. Mooning over [livejournal.com profile] harinezumi probably. Listening to a lot of hip-hop 'cause it was still fun back then. Wearing a lot of florescent because it looked good on me. Ohh, getting the chicken pox again! good times. Not. Oh hey, saying "Not!" was popular then too.

March 1981: Shit if I remember, I wasn't quite three yet. I only remember a handful of things from that year. Learning to read, conceptualizing that there were people being born that were younger than I was (in this case one of my cousins) and this being an astounding concept for me, remembering riding the subway and thinking that was a Very Big Adventure. Visiting Ruthy at college. Little flashes here and there, but nothing truly concrete.

March 1971: Not even a twinkle in anyone's eye yet.

Mixed bag

Feb. 13th, 2011 11:51 pm
anagramofbrat: (lizard happy)
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Best:
I'm very good in a crisis. Generally shit hits the fan and my brain goes into overdrive, my wibbly jello core hardens into cold determined steel, and usually I can have whatever problem has come up solved or handled if not immediately, within a few minutes. It feels a bit like hitting a star in Super Mario - I briefly become impervious to all things that would squick, rattle, unnerve or otherwise freak me out. It usually comes at a very high cost though - generally after crisis is managed I have to go away and recharge my spoons for a while.

Also, I am easily amused. Yeah, when people tell me that it's usually pejorative, but it's true. I can literally find some way to entertain myself or have fun/interest in just about any situation. This makes me really good to have adventures/watch obscure series/anime with or get me to read a book.

Worst:
I have no focus or really much ambition/drive to do anything with myself. This is frustrating. I'm also kinda lazy and tend to procrastinate on everything. A lot. I also hold terrible, hate and vitriol filled grudges.

Would my friends agree?
Yeah probably.



My Valentinr - kjpepperLAST CHANCE TO LOVE ME!

I'm mostly just posting to kill time until midnight, when I plan to go hunting for this year's Valentine eggs. Yes I'm a dork and obsessed. Bite me.

Today was kinda rough for a few reasons, but mostly because Little Beast was having another day of not feeling well. This manifested in the second worst tantrum I'd ever seen him throw. Half an hour of piercing "SOMEONE IS CLEARLY MURDERING ME CALL THE AMPERLAMPS" level screaming all sparked off because he did not want his clothes changed, and then when we got to the Chiasson's today, he was wobbly and listless and cranky and fevery and then right before he left (thank heavens we hadn't made it to the car yet) his breakfast and lunch made a violent reappearance, so we ended up staying there to wash his clothes and coat up. Oyyy. Poor little guy. He spent a good portion of today curled up in a sleepy daze on various laps. I hope his tummy feels better soon.

KITTY! [livejournal.com profile] cell23 and I returned with trepidation after leaving Lily in the house alone all day, but apparently she'd just spent a quiet afternoon sleeping under various beds. We've been playing with her all evening to make up with that, she is ridiculous when after toy mice or anything with tails. Plus the usual lulz of cat unable to brake on linoleum floor. She is currently curled up asleep near [livejournal.com profile] cell23's feet... who, in the rare instance of him collapsing into bed before me, is also pretty much passed out. My bedroom is full of cute right now. AND WE HAS A KITTY. EEEEEEEEEE. Not going to lie, she seems to have settled on [livejournal.com profile] cell23 as her designated hoo-mon and mostly only shows an interest in me when she wants to play or shove her entire face in my dinner bowl (yes she did that) but I'm rather well used to that, and she seems more than willing to play when I offer, so it's cool... and it's nice having a cat around again. I didn't realize exactly how much I missed living with the bitsy assholes. :)

Gotta get my Valentine dragon-snagging on in a few. 'Night LJ.

ETA: Mission accomplished! Love my dragons?

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!

And Kidzillas, too:

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!

Mixed bag

Feb. 13th, 2011 11:51 pm
anagramofbrat: (lizard happy)
[Error: unknown template qotd]

Best:
I'm very good in a crisis. Generally shit hits the fan and my brain goes into overdrive, my wibbly jello core hardens into cold determined steel, and usually I can have whatever problem has come up solved or handled if not immediately, within a few minutes. It feels a bit like hitting a star in Super Mario - I briefly become impervious to all things that would squick, rattle, unnerve or otherwise freak me out. It usually comes at a very high cost though - generally after crisis is managed I have to go away and recharge my spoons for a while.

Also, I am easily amused. Yeah, when people tell me that it's usually pejorative, but it's true. I can literally find some way to entertain myself or have fun/interest in just about any situation. This makes me really good to have adventures/watch obscure series/anime with or get me to read a book.

Worst:
I have no focus or really much ambition/drive to do anything with myself. This is frustrating. I'm also kinda lazy and tend to procrastinate on everything. A lot. I also hold terrible, hate and vitriol filled grudges.

Would my friends agree?
Yeah probably.



My Valentinr - kjpepperLAST CHANCE TO LOVE ME!

I'm mostly just posting to kill time until midnight, when I plan to go hunting for this year's Valentine eggs. Yes I'm a dork and obsessed. Bite me.

Today was kinda rough for a few reasons, but mostly because Little Beast was having another day of not feeling well. This manifested in the second worst tantrum I'd ever seen him throw. Half an hour of piercing "SOMEONE IS CLEARLY MURDERING ME CALL THE AMPERLAMPS" level screaming all sparked off because he did not want his clothes changed, and then when we got to the Chiasson's today, he was wobbly and listless and cranky and fevery and then right before he left (thank heavens we hadn't made it to the car yet) his breakfast and lunch made a violent reappearance, so we ended up staying there to wash his clothes and coat up. Oyyy. Poor little guy. He spent a good portion of today curled up in a sleepy daze on various laps. I hope his tummy feels better soon.

KITTY! [livejournal.com profile] cell23 and I returned with trepidation after leaving Lily in the house alone all day, but apparently she'd just spent a quiet afternoon sleeping under various beds. We've been playing with her all evening to make up with that, she is ridiculous when after toy mice or anything with tails. Plus the usual lulz of cat unable to brake on linoleum floor. She is currently curled up asleep near [livejournal.com profile] cell23's feet... who, in the rare instance of him collapsing into bed before me, is also pretty much passed out. My bedroom is full of cute right now. AND WE HAS A KITTY. EEEEEEEEEE. Not going to lie, she seems to have settled on [livejournal.com profile] cell23 as her designated hoo-mon and mostly only shows an interest in me when she wants to play or shove her entire face in my dinner bowl (yes she did that) but I'm rather well used to that, and she seems more than willing to play when I offer, so it's cool... and it's nice having a cat around again. I didn't realize exactly how much I missed living with the bitsy assholes. :)

Gotta get my Valentine dragon-snagging on in a few. 'Night LJ.

ETA: Mission accomplished! Love my dragons?

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!

And Kidzillas, too:

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!
anagramofbrat: (beads)
I promise to send something handmade to the first 5 people who leave a comment here. They in turn must post this statement and send something they make to the first 5 people who comment on their blog post.

The only other rules are that:

1) it must be handmade by you and,

2) it must be sent to your 5 people sometime within 2011.



I like this meme. Besides, maybe it'll get me crafting shit again. *makes MMO crafting hands*

anagramofbrat: (beads)
I promise to send something handmade to the first 5 people who leave a comment here. They in turn must post this statement and send something they make to the first 5 people who comment on their blog post.

The only other rules are that:

1) it must be handmade by you and,

2) it must be sent to your 5 people sometime within 2011.



I like this meme. Besides, maybe it'll get me crafting shit again. *makes MMO crafting hands*

anagramofbrat: (south park)
*insert crabby whining about [livejournal.com profile] cell23's flight home being cancelled due to snowstorm*

I know I know, it's fine, I'd rather have him safe in DC than trying to travel in this mess, and he'll be home tomorrow, but still, ugh, *WHINE* my house is too damn quiet without him, even with music/news radio on.

There, okay I'm done now, stop throwing up.


In other news, I bounced out of bed at 8:30, worked pretty much all day, handled a crisis, and conducted more interesting experiments in Asian cuisine. (ETA: I apparently make a pretty damn good egg drop soup.) Also got the kitchen cleaned up finally. I'm apparently doing something right this week. And apparently bell rehearsal is still on, which I'm mostly yay about except for the venturing out in the cold part, which I'm not a fan of doing right now.

LOVE ME MY DEVOTED MINIONS:

My Valentinr - kjpepper
Get your own valentinr

NOW LOVE KIDZILLA'S DRAGONS:

Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today! Adopt one today!

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