![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janestarzMy fish is happy, therefore I am happy. It swims around in its bowl and lingers around the glass where dark shapes move. It makes life seem so simple at times. A month or two back the poor beast didn't get any food, and all it did for the first three months I lived here was linger at the bottom of the bowl, looking miserable. Now, ever since I adopted him, gave him a name
Saruman, there's a whole philosophy which is inexplicable except for those who have read the third part of the Lord of the Rings: Fish -> shark -> Sharkey -> Sharkû -> Saruman
and started feeding him, he's becoming more lively every day, I'm happy he's happy.
But for the time when Sabine threw in half the box of fish food. A friend of hers, a guy that sends shivers down my spine for some strange reason, had put his finger in the bowl and Saruman had reacted by nibbling his finger. Well, dûh, that's what a fish does. Sabine had thought he was hungry and therefore thrown in two weeks' worth of fish food. The poor guy needs 4 crumbs of fish food a day…
In other news, I coated a shoe box with black fabric for some strange reason. And my bowels dislike my being indoors again or something. Or they dislike the fact that this is my 5th cup of coffee today.
More news from the trenches: Sword & Ink, my Live Roleplay Magazine, published today!
But being indoors is good again. Outside it smells of autumn, wet foresty earth, and larp. Somewhere last year I enrolled for a lot of larps. During the autumn I spent a lot of time at larps and in forests, and somehow I then made a fuse between autumn and larp. I must say that the weather is absolutely adorable right now. Eighteen degrees Celsius and hardly any rain. And so what if there were rain? What else can we do but throw the hood of our warm cloak up and enjoy the warmth of a campfire?
Reini is whistling something. She might think it's a song or something from Top of the Pops, but in truth it's semi-off key, the melody sucks, and it's too sharp for my ears. I hate it when she does that.
So, this is a true "I'm just rambling"-post, not unlike my mind right now. I just try to write down whatever pops in my head. Can it be a state of semi-inspiredness? Perhaps, I wouldn't know.
Today, after finishing Sword & Ink [we've just published our October Issue], I set my computer to self-analyse and self-check. After running discfragger defragmenter for drive C: and D: and scandisk for these two as well…it was five hours later. I got so bored I coated a shoe box (ah, now I remember why I did that) and forgot all about the Chinese food I was supposed to eat tonight and made myself cauliflower with cheese sauce, and a cordon bleu I made from a hamburger and cheese. Yum. But before cooking all that, I decided to try something I saw at larp, and made lavender-ointment from vaseline and lavender oil. Too bad the lavender oil I tried to add to the vaseline remained liquid while the vaseline became solid again. It's still settling down and I'm just hoping that the smell is good enough. You actually should make ointments and salves like these with essential oils, but I don't have any in the house, only the massage-suitable oils I make with dried rosebuds and lavender buds and sunflower oil.
So my day was fairly quiet. I did finish the last of the Vampire The Masquerade clan novels; and I thought that the ending was quite dissatisfactory. Okay, great, we get to see Theo and Hesha and Ramona and Victoria in action but the only open ending I ever liked was the one where you could REALLY fill in what happened next, and both options that were available were sad endings anyway (though that was such a long time ago that I can hardly remember). Anyway, I don't like open endings and though I can imagine White Wolf wanting to some day write another set of novels, I HATE open endings like these. So, okay, this is the end, right, but what the fuck do you mean with those last three chapters? Just leave them out!
I did love Victoria, Lucita, Fatima and Hesha though. Crave.
These characters are so very inspiring but I wish I could draw them. I have images in my mind of how I'd want to portray them but whenever I try I fail miserably! It so sucks badly.
I suppose the only good sucking is when you have to try really hard because the milkshake you're trying to eat is so thick it can hardly pass through your straw. Mmm Milkshake.
So up next is Anna! I had fun with Styx, and her progress in the political climate of Chae'dor is very satisfactory, but there is just something to be said for running to and fro, scouting for some paladins…
That, and the four fireplaces the inn has, are really things to be looking forward to.
And today's ST: Voyager was about the son of Q, named [dûh] Q. That was fun! I love Q. Q rules. And so does his son, sort of. Spoiled little omnipotent brat.
Have to check on my vaseline and then play dumb computer games. Like Transport Tycoon. Whee! Or read my book about Legends from medieval times. Or work on my needlework. Or my Marius coat.
Saruman, there's a whole philosophy which is inexplicable except for those who have read the third part of the Lord of the Rings: Fish -> shark -> Sharkey -> Sharkû -> Saruman
and started feeding him, he's becoming more lively every day, I'm happy he's happy.
But for the time when Sabine threw in half the box of fish food. A friend of hers, a guy that sends shivers down my spine for some strange reason, had put his finger in the bowl and Saruman had reacted by nibbling his finger. Well, dûh, that's what a fish does. Sabine had thought he was hungry and therefore thrown in two weeks' worth of fish food. The poor guy needs 4 crumbs of fish food a day…
In other news, I coated a shoe box with black fabric for some strange reason. And my bowels dislike my being indoors again or something. Or they dislike the fact that this is my 5th cup of coffee today.
More news from the trenches: Sword & Ink, my Live Roleplay Magazine, published today!
But being indoors is good again. Outside it smells of autumn, wet foresty earth, and larp. Somewhere last year I enrolled for a lot of larps. During the autumn I spent a lot of time at larps and in forests, and somehow I then made a fuse between autumn and larp. I must say that the weather is absolutely adorable right now. Eighteen degrees Celsius and hardly any rain. And so what if there were rain? What else can we do but throw the hood of our warm cloak up and enjoy the warmth of a campfire?
Reini is whistling something. She might think it's a song or something from Top of the Pops, but in truth it's semi-off key, the melody sucks, and it's too sharp for my ears. I hate it when she does that.
So, this is a true "I'm just rambling"-post, not unlike my mind right now. I just try to write down whatever pops in my head. Can it be a state of semi-inspiredness? Perhaps, I wouldn't know.
Today, after finishing Sword & Ink [we've just published our October Issue], I set my computer to self-analyse and self-check. After running disc
So my day was fairly quiet. I did finish the last of the Vampire The Masquerade clan novels; and I thought that the ending was quite dissatisfactory. Okay, great, we get to see Theo and Hesha and Ramona and Victoria in action but the only open ending I ever liked was the one where you could REALLY fill in what happened next, and both options that were available were sad endings anyway (though that was such a long time ago that I can hardly remember). Anyway, I don't like open endings and though I can imagine White Wolf wanting to some day write another set of novels, I HATE open endings like these. So, okay, this is the end, right, but what the fuck do you mean with those last three chapters? Just leave them out!
I did love Victoria, Lucita, Fatima and Hesha though. Crave.
These characters are so very inspiring but I wish I could draw them. I have images in my mind of how I'd want to portray them but whenever I try I fail miserably! It so sucks badly.
I suppose the only good sucking is when you have to try really hard because the milkshake you're trying to eat is so thick it can hardly pass through your straw. Mmm Milkshake.
So up next is Anna! I had fun with Styx, and her progress in the political climate of Chae'dor is very satisfactory, but there is just something to be said for running to and fro, scouting for some paladins…
That, and the four fireplaces the inn has, are really things to be looking forward to.
And today's ST: Voyager was about the son of Q, named [dûh] Q. That was fun! I love Q. Q rules. And so does his son, sort of. Spoiled little omnipotent brat.
Have to check on my vaseline and then play dumb computer games. Like Transport Tycoon. Whee! Or read my book about Legends from medieval times. Or work on my needlework. Or my Marius coat.
