In no particular order:

  • A gorilla.
  • A 6-foot-tall hot dog inna bun. Wearing a sombrero. Who drove off on a moped.
  • A bent old man with a pipe who on closer inspection turned out to be a 20-something guy who'd painted his hair gray and stuffed a pillow up under his cardigan.
  • Clouds of smoke billowing from one of the garden patches. Poked it with a stick and discovered the entire patch was ON FIRE and had been smoldering just under the beauty bark. Can't decide whether I'm happy or sad that we caught it in time to keep the mall from burning to the ground...

Some days I really wonder whether I'm actually seeing what's in front of me or whether the things that wander through my brain have come to life.

Also, I cannot believe I am sunburned. More specifically, I cannot believe I'm actually happy about it - when the vampire goth kid wants sunshine so much she burns herself, you KNOW it's bad!
When you ask your customers what they're up to for the day and they answer offhandedly that they're going to the Seattle Erotic Arts Festival... you know you have the best job ever.
victorianpirate: (Witchblade (elri & lyanka))
( Apr. 29th, 2009 12:30 am)
"Oh yes, because the world where the both of you have matching tazers makes me feel all sorts of warm and fuzzy." --[livejournal.com profile] princekermit

Honey, you have no idea how hard I am giggling right now...

...not that you don't have a point. *grins*
I know I'm not the only girl going, "Yep, that." Hey, when you don't have any other recourse...
Alive. Kicking. It's a good start. I haven't been around much lately; I've been absorbed in various projects of my own. Not feeling terribly social.
The fact that one of them has NASCAR-themed bathrooms - yes, you saw that right, that's plural - is really horrifying me right now.

However. I am proud that my friends are not all cookie-cutter copies of each other. Even those of us with very similar tastes in some areas have wildly divergent tastes in others. So I will be happy for my friend and her husband and their scary, scary house because it means we all get to be who we are without apology.

And that is as it should be.
victorianpirate: (Sinfest (DEATH!))
( Apr. 18th, 2009 12:29 am)
Be proud of me, [livejournal.com profile] skrewedcomputer - I broke out the recording equipment today. I might *gasp!* have something useful for you soon.

I'm not actually sure I'll be able to speak tomorrow after wearing my voice out tonight... but progress was made!
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victorianpirate: (Default)
( Apr. 16th, 2009 04:35 pm)
MY DAD GOT HIS TATTOO. Freakin' bad-ass, yo!
victorianpirate: (Kinky (yarn vs. leather))
( Apr. 15th, 2009 02:03 pm)
Some are of the opinion that this case could create precedent for BDSM to be legally protected as a sexual orientation. The idea of that fascinates me. It isn't something I would ever have thought to suggest, yet in a lot of ways it does fit the bill.

What are your thoughts?
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Tweenbots makes my heart glow, and that's good enough reason for anyone to go read about it. But it's also a really interesting social experiment involving low-tech robots. Yay.

The Amazon scandal has blown up faster than I had any idea something could - which is silly given the century we live in and the capabilities of instant communication. Personally I think this (and in conjunction, this) is a rather more likely explanation for what has happened than the idea of Amazon spontaneously turning into a conservative filter, but I am still not impressed with the "it's just a glitch" line. That's a pretty damn big (and remarkably selective) glitch. And it's been going on since at least February.

We'll see what they have to say today. I'm curious.




...*blinks*...

There is a heron in my backyard. Eating a fish it just caught out of the creek.
Amazon Rank epic fail. That is so fucked up I don't even have words.

Work was pointless today; we spent more time explaining to Very Stupid People that the mall was closed than we spent making drinks. My favorites were the people who informed us derisively that we'd forgotten (or in one case, "hadn't bothered,") to open the mall doors. I mean, can we assume for TEN EFFING SECONDS that I am actually remotely intelligent and would've done that already if it were allowed?

On the plus side, had a really lovely lunch & shop-stop with [livejournal.com profile] gothchickgamer and [livejournal.com profile] halderis before they headed home. (Thank you again for the messenger bag, guys - it's PERFECT for my sketchbooks and supplies.) Had hoped to spend the evening with [livejournal.com profile] forgodestiny but since she was feeling poorly and I was exhausted & sopping wet, we decided to postpone.

Tomorrow is day off. Have no plans. If anyone would like my company, drop me a line.
...you know you're out of touch with the rest of the world when half your friends' list is full of, "Happy Resurrection Sunday!" and your immediate thought is, "Are there really going to be that many people at Resurrection tonight?"

*beats head on desk*

I'm blaming it on the fact that it's 5 a.m. and I've had three hours of sleep.
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( Apr. 10th, 2009 06:54 pm)
Forgodestiny, I am so proud of you my dearest one! Congrats on the new job.
victorianpirate: (LotR (WTF?!))
( Apr. 9th, 2009 09:09 am)
There's a girl on FetLife using a picture of Emilie Autumn as her default photo - which in and of itself wouldn't be completely atrocious, except that she's pretending it's herself and not Emilie. She's telling stories about how long the makeup took and everything. Maybe I'm more sensitive about this than I should be, having had my own pictures stolen before, but it's still raising a few questions.

Firstly, how does she expect to get away with that in THAT crowd?! We're the underground. We bloody well know who Emilie Autumn is. We're going to recognize the photo. I know I can't be the only one.

Secondly, she's an absolutely gorgeous girl. I have no freaking clue whatsoever why she would feel a need to pass someone else's picture off as her own. She's got pictures of herself up there (or at least I assume they're her) and she's beautiful. I mean, you want to copy Emilie's hair and makeup & take a similar photo, fine! By all means! But she didn't - she just stole one.

I doesn't get it...
This town WINS at life.

And now it's off to get an emissions test for my car so I can renew my tabs, then home again to attempt to get this disaster area clean. I've only got today to do it, so I've got my work cut out for me! Wish me luck guys.
Driving back from the gym, I had my windows rolled down to enjoy the lovely warm night air. I kept hearing a strange sound; a high, haunting, vibrating note that would get louder and quieter and louder again. I slowed my drive, thinking perhaps something was wrong with the car and I was hearing the echoes of its noise, but it wasn't the Toaster.

It was frogsong. The loudest and most enthusiastic frogsong I have ever encountered, coming from every pond and puddle in every possible direction. The whole night was singing. I've never heard anything like it.

Amazing.
victorianpirate: (Misc (bloody rose))
( Apr. 6th, 2009 12:48 am)
This song was a pretty awesome track when I'd only heard the .mp3.

After dancing to it at the show tonight? I feel like I should have a phrase more eloquent than ZOMG! and there just isn't one.

Pretty sure "...history has dreamed of us..." is going to have to be a tattoo at some point.

victorianpirate: (Default)
( Apr. 5th, 2009 07:21 am)
WTF military convoys through Bellevue?!
Can has pattern for spats! YAYEZ!
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Jeebus Christ on a pogo stick, I have too much fabric!

You guys, I pack the weirdest shit together when I move.

All this is by way of saying that I wanted to wear my green satin skirt to the concert on Sunday. I cannot in fact FIND my green satin skirt; it isn't in any of my drawers or on any of the hangers in my closet. Since I can't remember actually having seen it since I moved into this house, I started pulling boxes out and going through them.

I found my favorite pair of jeans from high school. I found a box containing candle holders which probably haven't seen daylight since they were packed up to move out of Mum's house. I found a bag of what look like they might possibly be shower curtain rings, but could be something else entirely. I found the remnants of the French maid costume which I completely failed to make. I found several feet of black pleather that I had forgotten I ever owned (but which I now have evil ideas for.) I found a few yards of the fabric I made [livejournal.com profile] luvclarinet's prom dress from. I found a copy of "How To Turn Your Boyfriend Into A Love Slave," which [livejournal.com profile] lossenminuial thought was hilarious when she gave it to me, and which is frankly one hell of a lot funnier now.

I found the scraps of the green satin that were left over from when I made the green satin skirt.

My house now looks like a bomb went off and exploded shredded clothing everywhere.

But I still cannot for the life of me find that green satin skirt.
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