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Long time no see! How's everyone's New Years? I had great fun with one happy friend and one pouty friend, so maybe things evened out a bit? I'm having a rough go of it right now, hustling to sell as many things as I can for cash and trying to find a buyer for the car.

I ALMOST had the car situation sewed up with a buyer who would have taken it off my hands today, had it not been for the fact that I was out $250 to pay the balance on the loan. No problem, I said, I'll give my mother a call for an emergency loan. That turned out to be a big mistake as she freaked out about the amount I was selling the car for and badgered me for the buyer's phone number. I don't know what was said, but by the time I got together the cash needed from other sources and called the buyer I got an abrupt response saying they'll think about whether they still want the car or not.

Now, if they decide on Monday that they don't want the car, I have about 5 days to find another buyer. It'd make me cry if I hadn't already hives from the stress. FML.

Anyways, enough of that downer tale. Enjoy the first Perpetua picture of the year:

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Not included in pie chart: time spent crying because couldn't afford to attend the Kylie Minogue concert.

Also, I still feel wretched about not being able to go to friend's birthday party. Everyone got either Batman or Iron Man themed place settings, and there was cupcakes, and sweets, and the food was in the theme of your personal favourites at age 5, and then they watched Labyrinth! Best birthday party ever, and I couldn't go D:
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I would call, but that involves speaking directly to said person and I'm in the library. Yes, I'm using that excuse
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Fuck you.

I missed the Digital LA panel due to three separate accidents on three freeways. What should have only taken 35 minutes meant I spent 2 hours in the car, split between freeway and surface. Holy shit, Angelenos. LEARN TO FUCKING DRIVE.

$15 down the drain. Fuck.

True Story

Jun. 13th, 2009 11:17 pm
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A calm, cool night in Southern California. Two women lounge on uncomfortable faux-European chairs, the sort not meant for the plebeian use of zoning out in front of the television. The older of the two flicks the remote up in the air, flipping through several stations before settling on an annoyingly chipper animated show featuring a brown haired girl with a yellow headband.

Mum: Oh, this is a good show. This Haruhi Suzumiya is really funny, let me show you--

Me: *runs screaming out of the room before her mother does the Hare Hare Yukai dance*
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A hot, busy day at work...

Supervisor: Sorry, I didn't see you were on the phone.

Me: It's okay, I'm done.

Supervisor: Your hair is dark, and the way you're holding the phone to your ear, I couldn't even tell if you're listening to me or were talking to someone on the phone. Hahah! I'm blaming your hair.

Me: ...

This may or may not be the reason why I dyed my hair this morning. Jerk. Anyway, I had today off (again) due to it being a slow week for business. I could bitch about the Friday furlough, but tbh I'm actually fine with it. My workload is so strenuous that I look forward to a three-day weekend, even if it means losing pay for a day. Of course this means I have to find even more ways to save money, and with this economy it doesn't have to be difficult.

My best bets )
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Highlight of today: coffee and donuts with [ profile] scififanatic swapping personal stories, discussing Race Fail '09, giggling over Alan Moore, and Frank Miller's fail...

Lowlight of today: being caught using younger brother's razor on legs and having to bribe with secret stash of chocolate
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Coincidence? Nightline is airing an episode to airline safety the night before I fly to San Francisco. After the adverts, where one should sit on the plane for a better chance of surviving a crash.

Damn, I should be paying attention.

Anyway, yes I'll be away for Wondercon and back on Sunday night. Meanwhile, let Big Kylie keep you company:

stinglikeabee: classic denny colt  (aretha bats)
Mondays are when hopeless singles advertise their lonely social status at the supermarket. Except, you know, I went for a laugh. Not because I needed to do some shopping lest I spend the rest of the week playing Russian roulette with the unlabeled stuff in the freezer, or because I have no one to buy me dinner or anything like that...

Anyways, in between selecting the munchies that'll keep my broke ass satiated during Wondercon, I found a box of Batman Battle Rolls. Or as they're normally known, tie-dye fruit roll-ups.

Pics under the cut )
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1. Missed out on watching Push with [ profile] bakarini and the girls today because of work issues -- thanks, busted server!

2. Ended up at LCS hoping to snag the Legion of 3 Worlds issue with Cos but that was sold out; will have to run to brother's LCS to buy a copy

3. *points to icon* OMG DC ARE YOU TOYING WITH MY FEELINGS?! ;________;
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D'oh! Thanks to [ profile] fictionalknight for prodding me to post a rabbit update. But first, here's a picture:

Before Animal Control arrived to help me catch Perpetua, my mum's friend showed up. It turns out the friend has rabbits of her own, and agreed to keep Perpetua for a while. Phew. I was worried as heck, not to mention guilty for calling Animal Control in the first place. Today the friend brought the rabbit back to us so we could have a chat and let Perpetua roam free in the garden.

On my list: some alfafa hay and treats for the next time she visits.
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Bloody Perpetua's crawled under the house.

My mum is out there right now shouting at it in three different languages, which I have to admit is slightly amusing. Only slightly because a few minutes ago she was yelling at me in three different languages for spooking the rabbit. Look, I was only walking towards the gate. I had no idea it'd suddenly run out in front of me and dive into the crawlspace. Crap, I hope it's not chewing on anything electrical down there.

Thanks for the helpful tips everyone! I'll be calling animal control and the shelters tomorrow to see what can be done to rehouse the bugger. That is, if bloody Perpetua ever gets out.

ETA: Bloody Perpetua was found in the yard nibbling on a piece of lettuce about twenty minutes later. I then somehow convinced my sister to try and see whether the rabbit will go into the cage. Cue the Elmer Fudd and Bugs Bunny routine. LULZ. Bloody Perpetua is now snuggled in the rosemary bush and said sister has vowed to turn it into rabbit stew tomorrow.
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Okay. So my mother wasn't making it up. And it does not look to have a vicious streak a mile wide.

What do I do now? It just showed up one day and doesn't belong to the neighbours. Call animal control? Get to a vet? Does it need a house? Food? It seems to be eating leaves around the garden.


(Also, I have named the thing Perpetua. Shush.)
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Mum: Blah blah blah blah feeding the rabbit carrots blah--

Me: What rabbit?

Mum: There's a rabbit.

Me: I heard you; what rabbit?

Mum: Oh, the one I was feeding today.

Me: (struggling to contain anger) What. Rabbit.

Mum: There's one living in the backyard. I gave it carrots and it ate them like this. (Bunny imitation)

Me: Why is there a rabbit in our backyard?

Mum: I think someone dumped it there.

Me: What?

Mum: I think I'm going to sell it to a pet shop.

Me: What? Why would someone throw a rabbit over the fence in the first place? Wait, why do you want to sell it?

Mum: Someone probably didn't want it anymore. What can we do about it, huh?

Me: (half-joking) Eat it?

Mum: No meat. Maybe I'll buy more carrots.
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Men with uggs.

I'm just saying.
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Mmph. Yeah, I'm gonna need the entire day to sleep off the stuff I did for New Years.

I guess it's par for the course the music at the 80s shindig was a big bust. They played Blur (woo nineties!) twice. A lot of The Smiths. And Bloc Party. WTF. Bloc Party. And in between the set list was a mix of lukewarm 80s revival, mostly New Wave. Water nearly spouted out my nostrils as Flock of Seagulls played, as I had been bitching about that bloody one-hit wonder of theirs earlier in the night.

The best part was the camaraderie, whether it was in the toilet queue and giggling stupidly as the guys forgot to close the mens' door as they peed or listening to a drunk girl try to explain her 'DUDE I HAVE TWO LOVERS' dilemma without cracking up as she repeats herself. As for the club, the drinks were miniscule, and the dancefloor cramped. Still, I'd say it was worth it to see [ profile] parlance bust a move to Duran Duran. Though after Joy Division played my breakup song I was pretty eager to leave.

I'd post a picture of my lazy Madonna-inspired outfit, but I don't ya'll are ready for it. 2009 is going to be respectful, yo. Happy New Year's!
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This post honoring EMTs, firefighters, police, and those who have died in 9/11 brought back my memories of that day seven years ago.

I remember the sky was dark grey that morning, which is pretty strange for Los Angeles. No one would tell me what had happen, other than give each other horribly agonised looks every now and then. By the time I stepped in the college's open lounge and saw the number of people sitting perfectly still and quiet in front of the television, I knew something big had gone down. We were all transfixed by the horror - some had tear-stained faces, one or two were shaking with anger, and a few were frantically calling their loved ones, unaware the phone lines were down. Someone brought up cookies and hot drinks from the cafeteria, pressing us into taking something, anything. I didn't touch a thing.

I left the lounge and headed into the computer room a few steps away, and without knowing how or why, ended up in a chat room discussing what we had just witnessed. Instead of the hateful screed against Muslim terrorists (before we even knew of Bin Laden), the entire chat room was full of people from around the world offering solidarity and messages of peace, telling us not to give up.

And now? We watched helplessly as the towers collapsed, lumps in our throats, and abruptly aware this would change our view of the world irrevocably. The innocence of the American people were lost that day, and seven years later I'd say we're still grieving without a clue of what to do next.

Do we continue down the path of war and destruction? Or do we face our weaknesses in pain self-reflection for real and ultimately healing, change?
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I watched as a man in a floppy hat carefully maneouvred a Red Flyer wagon to stop in front of the office's entrance. The bell tinkled as he opened the door, and I realised the backpack slung in the front was actually a baby.

'Hi, are you looking to pick up something?' I said, more to the cute wee baby than to the man.



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