The Eye of the Bee-Holder

Aug. 29th, 2014 02:48 am
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Today Purple called lunch early, as he had a 1pm meeting. I got in shortly after the lunch call, headed for the cafeteria, didn't see Purple, and didn't see any of the usual suspects from his crew. I did see two ladies at a table by themselves (the third who had joined them yesterday having other obligations elsewhere). So I joined them, and texted: "Invisible Purple? I'm outside."

Purple shortly appeared and took the fourth chair at the table; he'd seen no one earlier, so he'd headed back to his desk. I made introductions, and added to Purple that these ladies were two of three of my lunch companions the previous day. Purple cracked a bee joke.

"You told him?!?!"

"He's the friend who I accidentally blew the wasp at."

That broke the ice, and shortly the table was an outpost of vaguely terrible hilarity. Presently Purple said something, so I made the beckon-and-punch gesture at him. Our tablemates spotted it and identified it as some sort of special sign language. "It means, 'come over here so I can hit you,'" I translated.

Apparently I am usually so very supernaturally nice to teammates that it's got to balance out somehow. And I'm not sure how this feeds in to the idea that I teleport everywhere. Purple was charmed by the fact that someone else whipped out a pocket knife and casually sliced up some fruit, as he often gets weird looks for doing the same.

I got into a general data-entry-and-productivity groove late in the evening. The guy emptying wastebaskets came around. I waved to him. The fellow I think of as the ginger security guard came by. "Hey Beautiful," he hailed me, and we made small talk about my cube's refrigerator. His phone whistled at him, and he headed back on his rounds.

Anatomy of a panic attack, discussion of street harassment, discussion of Bad Social Dynamics, and Shawn. )

Various other bits of conversation occurred, and then I got an earworm. I just busted up giggling, and had to do some pretty fancy shenanigans in order to actually explain the earworm when gasping "Cyril Connelly!" and then giggling some more did not make everything clear. There are not all that many songs out there which involve actual bees in figurative birds-and-bees situations which I am aware of. In fact, "Eric the Half a Bee" is the only one where I am aware of the line "I love him carnally" existing in a bee-related context. Oh, Monty Python. Beauty is indeed in the eye of the bee-holder.


Aug. 25th, 2014 03:28 pm
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So apparently I really should just learn to take sudden depressive downswings as "you'll be bleeding from the crotch in 2 days"

truth in media

Aug. 24th, 2014 04:02 pm
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So I recently upended my life (quit my job; moved to LA to live with [personal profile] jetpack_monkey and [personal profile] echan; finished the last classes I needed for my degree) and the sequence in which I did these things was both necessary and terrifying. They, and my family, are my financial net until I find work. My residency isn't officially switched yet - we need to go talk to the leasing office again on Monday about whether I am correctly in the system once and only once - and I've been in a limbo period for a while where I feel like all I do is watch Netflix and knit.

The only reason I didn't burn through Psych in a week is because there was a trip to Maine in the middle of it. Psych made me cry at the end because it hit all these buttons of real world crap in the last season: quitting the job that makes you a drone, feeling like a leech, trying for jobs people put up flyers for because you're that desperate, moving to follow people you care about, living the somewhat awkward OT3 life. And these things being difficult and having to talk to people you care about and just. Things. All my feelings. (I think I'm Gus, overall, but not everything is neatly aligned.)

In the last two months, I've watched about half of Atlantis, half of Continuum, a season of Daria, the Finder, we've started on Better Off Ted, Hemlock Grove, the current run of Teen Wolf, all of Psych, and I'm reaching for something else to spend my time on. Chuck, Witches of East End, Dead Like Me.

I fell asleep two episodes into Witches of East End, which isn't promising, but that's better than being on edge at the "flunked out of college, dead-end job, oops literally" aspect of the first couple of episodes of Dead Like Me, until I finally just stopped it, or the jarring why didn't I remember this part of Chuck where he's vying for the assistant manager position. And flailing about how he was kicked out of college. Was there a reason I stopped watching Chuck? I can't remember.

My degree is a fingertip's length away and I keep feeling like a drop-out for how long it took. At this point, probably the only more terribly apt media I could inflict on myself would be Wonderfalls: got the degree, and the dead-end job anyway.

Nate suggested Community at one point. I've been avoiding Community since it started because I know I can't deal with a show set in community college until I'm done with school. And I don't feel done enough yet. So.

I could go back to Daria but I'm starting to feel weird about watching high school set coming-of-age shows. When will I feel like an adult, and not like a coming-of-age story is still relevant to my life? I think I've asked that before. Like, five years ago.

I think I want purest escapist fantasy, but I get hung up on the fact that I can't relate to anyone.

I'm tired. I need to do something else.

eta: so I'm gonna turn off comments on this entry, because I was not actually looking for TV recs when I said I need to do something else.


Aug. 24th, 2014 02:50 pm
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Them what are interested in truffles from me, I have narrowed down my list of flavors to like... 8. Anyway, this is a finalization stage so I know what proportions to make of everything. You may ask for multiple flavors! Treat it like you're getting a dozen (that was the original plan) and tell me how many of each you want, and any you definitely want excluded.

Final flavor list:

(Honey and Lemon had fairly low interest but were left on because I totally have those things and I might want them for myself. Kahlua I definitely want for myself what are we even talking about. )

(Members of my household should also respond so I know how many to make for keeping!)

(If you didn't respond to the original post it's okay to ask to be included now. But the flavor list is set, you can only pick from these. The recipe says I should get 15 dozen truffles out of this; ten people replied and there's me and Nate and Echan here, so I could hand out to a couple more people.)

(Although I hadn't mentally processed through the notion of shipping costs for a dozen packages earlier. Poking at USPS I think it will probably be $5-6 per package within the US which I think I can probably handle, though if anyone wants to chip in I will happily accept. Does anyone who has requested truffles live outside the lower 48?)
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This most recently observed when I was thinking that a lot of people know cat body language for expressing general affection, but not many people know chicken body language.

and *gently pecks a random speck of something off your face* is therefore something which needs serious explaining.


alas, date

Aug. 24th, 2014 03:12 am
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The receptionist from Microsoft never did email me back to set up that date.

Feeling okay about that.

It is probably time for my quarterly freakout about gender. Spending time with other gender-wibbly folks may enhance the effect. This has been going on regularly since high school and before.

Also having unexpected angst about what flavour of neuroatypical I am. It's not that I want to pass as "normal", it's that I am suddenly feeling insecure abou [earthquake goes here] t being the wrong kind of weird and therefore unacceptable. Even though I have every reason to believe that I am okay in this specific context. BUT WHAT IF I'M NOT?? demands jerkbrain.

Saturday snippets

Aug. 24th, 2014 01:24 am
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OMG, Fire of Love is a perfect wild rose. So happy. It was an extra from [personal profile] synecdochic in the combined shipping for the Gaiman/Metamorphosis circle, and her taste is impeccable. It's not quiiiite a match for the original formula Evelyn Rose, but it's close enough to make me think it might be. The wets mismatch, but on me the tail end of Evelyn Rose smells like the beginning of Fire of Love. Which is kind of awesome.

I have been tidying all day. I have not yet done actual laundry, but I did do some laundry prep, which totally counts. Also, pulling out stuff from places results in finding more laundry, and dusting results in making laundry. So.

Read more... )

One of the random bits out of yesterday included one of the moments when I needed to express symbolic violence at Purple. We found it hilarious, but the backstory is NSFW with a side of possible embarrassment squick. ) That resulted in laughter and a high-five. R: "Do I want to know?" Purple and me simultaneously: "NO."

Universal sysadmin stories: you know how it is when you have people you used to be super close to years ago, and they have stuff on your server, because of course, you were super close at the time. In the interim, life has happened. You really never talk these days, even though you always mean to. But every time your server goes down, you do have a bit of a chat...

This bit of slang was new to me over the past six months or so, thus I share:

"Consider the optics" = this looks bad.
"Consider the optics of the situation" = this looks super bad.

Clearly I need a mojito hat.

Aug. 23rd, 2014 12:32 am
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Today contained many awesomes.

Workstuff: It was supposed to be the day for a fix release on the helpdesk software. We'll see how things are on Monday. We'll also see how my workload is going into Labor Day weekend -- Hipster Researcher has announced intent to come back from a conference with audio recordings. Since the point of my ridiculously detailed notes from 2nd Thursday is that we can't retain audio on the servers, he may have to cut bait if my workload is too high to spare time for that.

I have the butterfly & Gaiman package of BPAL from [personal profile] synecdochic! This whole thing is so much fun. And I have run into some scents that maybe I don't want to keep, which means eventual delight for someone else! (Either that or a garlic wine/cherry lime horrorsyrup situation, where the vessel of woe is tested by a succession of people until it is gone.)

It was beer bash day. I brought my own bottle of non-beer and secured a table. phone joined me, and Purple, and some of the guys. "Hi guys!" said Lennon Glasses Guy, and then realized that technically, if "guys" is gendered, I am the odd man out. So to speak. I allowed as how since I wasn't presenting particularly femme at that point, I wasn't particularly offended. Purple pointed out that the hat (a black floppy-brimmed sun hat, one of the woven paper and plastic thread ones that I go through slightly slower not-in-Arizona) wasn't particularly butch. I allowed as how the skirt of the day was fairly butch. Then we discussed how to butch up that hat. "A beer hat!" Purple declared. Yes. That is butch. Then we figured out how to *un*-butch the beer hat: fancy drinks (possibly with lots of fruit) in lieu of beers. Purple's brain got stuck on the mental image of the mojito-hat, and seemed to sort of white out from glee.

A few of us made dinner plans. )

While we were cruising through an intersection, there came a honking from the right lane. Purple, who had been driving, hadn't registered the same level of detail I had. "The Civic cut in from the right and was going too slow for the Subaru, who was pretty mad judging from the way it honked," I explained. Purple had thought as much, but he'd been watching different parts of the road. Then traffic slowed hella down and halted for a traffic light, just as the Civic got out of the way of the Subaru and wound up in front of us, which put us about in line with the Subaru. "It's phone!" I said, and busted up laughing. Indeed, the somewhat honky driver of the Subaru was in fact our co-worker and friend. "Hey phone!" Everybody's windows were down. He heard his name (much to his surprise), looked over, saw us, and we had a short and hilarious chat until the light turned green and we headed off thattaway.

Parking shenanigans and dinner. )

R and the Other Guy had ordered with dessert in mind. Then we learned that the place does not do dessert! So we set forth into the foodie district of downtown Palo Alto with dessert in mind.

The first place was too crowded. (Purple spoke up in praise of my being decisive, even though it was decisovely negative.) The place across the street was too young and hip. The place across the other street said it was "so good." We elected skepticism, and looked at all the buzzwords on the windows. The next place did have a dessert menu, but it also looked kinda trendy and such. Dessert was eventually accomplished. )

I laughed a lot tonight. I feel great.

Circle of Fire nattering

Aug. 22nd, 2014 12:49 am
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Sexual orientation vs. the MythBusters

Read more... )


Aug. 22nd, 2014 02:07 pm
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[personal profile] zorana provided her invaluable self to a couple of marathons and I have now caught up on some of my shows.
  • Arrow - attempting to catch up and made some great progress while auditing my music collection (now in two folders called "sorted" and "pit of voles"). Ollie is still ridiculous but Felicity and Diggle are so much fun
  • In the Flesh - liked episode 1, not fluffy watching, will have to ration carefully
  • Grimm S03 - up to date and still in love, have forgiven sudden attack of the stupid to set up the S03 cliffhanger on account of Munroe and Rosalie awesome and potential to explore Nick and Juliette being able to choose the Grimm lifestyle voluntarily. Babygrimm FTW!
  • Orphan Black - up to date and deeply invested, so many issues, so many questions, so much plot. Maslany was robbed at the Emmy’s
  • Teen Wolf - did not have to marathon as cupidsbow and I have a standing weekly TW watching date which also gives me a front row seat on the fabulous meta being produced
  • Guardians of the Galaxy - surprisingly good
  • X-Men: Days of Future Past - eh
  • Top Hat (Ginger Rogers & Fred Astaire) - adorable and fluffy
  • Casablanca - rewatching for the upteenth time


Aug. 20th, 2014 05:07 pm
jmtorres: The arch-elf from the movie Santa Clause, with pita. (food)
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So I was considering making chocolate truffles because I have too much free time and a fair amount of cooking supplies. Only it turns out that I'd be making a batch of like, 15 dozen, so uh, does anyone want homemade truffles?

potential flavors:
--fair warning all the nut ones would probably be made with some form of alcohol
--am willing to take requests if i can figure out how to do a flavor neatly
--like raspberry ala chambord

Ping if interested with requested flavors, I'll probably figure out the 4-6 favorite flavors that will cause me the least pain and suffering and send out like, a dozen to everyone who wants.

Recipe includes condensed milk and butter, so sadly not for my vegan or dairy-free friends.
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Purple's reaction to Kat's suggestion about the rice paper word scramble, divided between bakeries, was pure crowing delight.

phone was grumbling about the state of the espresso machine and how people don't clean the steam wand. Somehow, and I'm not entirely clear on how, this briefly turned into an Infocom-style text adventure based in the kitchen.

My manager is back! I told her the tale of the Fellow vs. Helpdesk, and the runaround that involved three business days, and one business weekend. Including the part where if you didn't know who he was already, you couldn't look up who he was via the usual tools, because his login was that hosed. Though if you knew who his manager was (a C-level exec) you could find him that way... I also told her about the lunch during which "one of my boys" had sat a table over from some dude.

It turns out that I have more patience for this system than my manager, who basically just wants it to go away quietly, or otherwise cease to cause her trouble.

My headset has been acting up, and redialing Kat instead of the last person called (Nora).
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Born out of many happy hours playing Skyrim before ESO launched in April. Initial exposure was[personal profile] zorana's fault, closely followed by [personal profile] maharetr  who also got into Skyrim and brother J. who pointed out ESO was about to go live and enthused at me over the Beta.

BEST THING: The thing that blows me away the most is that I have now become accustomed to constantly seeing female non player characters of every race performing all the roles. It took me over 200 hours of gameplay to start taking the abundance of female characters for granted. That’s over 200 hours that I spent feeling surprised and delighted every time I met a new female NPC. Now I just get the odd burst when I encounter another married same-sex couple engaged in gay activities like fighting pirates, memorialising their long, happy life together, or dealing with the health issues associated with being a secret werewolf.

NEXT BEST THING: gaming group with [personal profile] maharetr, [personal profile] ascetic_hedony and A. after we all realised we were more invested in roleplaying Khajiit then we were in optimising for racial bonuses. We meet once or twice a week and Do All The Quests or run around Cyrodiil (the player killing map) screaming and dying together. There is no situation that cannot be improved by a fireball trebuchet.

WORST THING: No ‘reason’ field when you add a character to your ignore list. It’s not essential, but it’s an excellent indicator a complaint is accurate if an account has a lot of ignores and comments like ‘gold farmer’ ‘sexist jerk’ or ‘troll’ associated with them. Having said that, the chat tone is surprisingly good and I've seen some nuanced social policing going on.

Greens Pool, William Bay WA

Aug. 20th, 2014 12:37 pm
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Birthday present for [personal profile] zorana  after we took a trip together and I scoffed at the notion of her buying a painting while we were there. I have now successfully finished a painting AND made a birthday present AND made good on my promises. Wondering if I should now dismantle my little painting nook or line up another challenge.  Many thanks to [personal profile] chaosmanor  for the lovely (and far nicer) photography.

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Located the appropriate pliers. Fixed my star necklace. Hooray!

Hauled laundry down from car.

[personal profile] vass encouraged me to hunt down and read "BLIT", "comp.basilisk FAQ", and "Different Kinds of Darkness". (I gave "What Happened at Cambridge IV" a skip after reading because I'm pretty sure I would leave yelling about stereotypes and representation.) As a result, I have no idea which character of mine has the blackwork tattoo of an almost-parrot with fractal bits, but somebody does, and I don't think they're a particularly nice person. It takes a special kind of person to read a short story about an extreme memetic hazard, and go "You know, I think I want that on my body. Permanently." Only some of those sorts of people are ones I'd like to hang out with.

I hadn't set up xkit properly on Bell. I just reinstalled the blocky thing, and blacklisted Guardians of the Galaxy, and I'm so much happier. Icon for this entry came up on the first click of the random button. Unpopular fannish opinion, including disability, abuse, and Bucky ) Combine that with the stuff about women, and you know? I don't have to see it in the theatre, and when I do hit up Tumblr, I don't have to see it there either. Yay xkit.

Oh god. It's Lovie who has the Parrot tattoo. As a tramp-stamp.

I am a grown adult, and don't need to pout over cafeteria table shenanigans. Invisible Purple was invisible; I had a pleasant lunch with part of Purple's usual table (quietly, in the corner, because I am in fact kind of shy in addition to being introverted).

Various things converged such as I was thinking about some of my youthful shenanigans and the list of people who I trust more than I trust (That Idiot) Shawn. Previous thoughts on the multi-factor slider-bar mixing board of trustedness. The various emotional fuckery, the general shenanigans, and gross physical unsafety, done unto me; no one was actually hurt ) means that actually, a hell of a lot of people are on that list. Purple happened to mention some of his weekend's entertainments. So there was a bit of chatter about trust and such.

I'm doing better with shoes than I was a few years ago. Regularly wearing shoes that were terrible for me basically destroyed my feet, such that walking barefoot on a hard surface like my somewhat springy vinyl kitchen flooring was painful and I could feel damage happening. (And the terrible shoes were the best shoes I had at the time -- I had worse ones, which accelerated the damage.) Being able to afford better shoes (and fix my really good ones) gave my feet the chance to heal. Healed feet means that I can actually sometimes wear thin foam salon sandals while walking down the concrete sidewalk and across the brick courtyard, and while I can tell I shouldn't do it all day, it's not actually unpleasant or dangerous.

Purple noticed that my fingernails were blue and sparkly! He mentioned that he'd already noticed the fingernails when I was showing off my toes. I am very pleased by being blue and sparkly. I noticed in the bathroom mirror that my bangs are starting to glitter a bit. The family genes are starting to kick in. Guide Dog Aunt is a very elegant salt-and-pepper. Aunt-Fayoumis has mostly white hair that's going rusty from her water. My dad is basically Biker Santa. So it's just been a matter of time before it's notable on me. And I'm so very happy that it's coming in silver and glittery. Silver and glittery means that my hair is its own glitter. This is the best, and it's even Kat-safe!

Connie and Mike are teasing me with something involving Mike in some sort of magically altered state of consciousness, which is weird because Mike is kind of a control freak. Which is what makes me super curious.

Say it with pastry

Aug. 19th, 2014 12:21 am
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Without even asking, I know that I will not be allowed to cause a cake to be made with the slide that announced a specific unpopular decision from upper layers, then track down that decision maker, and stand by glowering as the cake is served. That is what we call a career-limiting move .

Even if I could, I would have to find a bakery under NDA.

I realized over lunch that internal catering have to have clearance to make various of the things they do.

Kat spoke to me of the ways of edible ink cartridges in regular inkjet, on ricepaper.

Purple suggested I have printed a blank of the slide, and pipe words on.

Kat suggested making a word scramble, farming out a small piece to each of a few bakeries, then playing puzzles on the blank.

I love my friends.


Aug. 17th, 2014 01:48 am
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Week before last, there was a little problem with the laundry room. Not the laundry room in my building, but, crucially, the laundry room with the card machine. Our laundry machines use cards instead of coins, which is a different kind of inconvenience.

I do have a launderizer in my apartment. Sadly, the last time I used it, it made a terrible grinding noise and didn't drain. (I drained it manually with the little hose and a bowl.) I do need to call maintenance on it; I'm waiting until I have the mental wherewithal to make sure things are tidied to my satisfaction.

They'd said that the laundry room in building 4 would be closed until further notice. Further notice having not arrived, and the laundry situation growing critical, I chose to hope that maybe they'd just forgotten to give further notice. I wandered over. The room was locked up tight and still very much looking like a construction zone. The card machine had been taken off the wall.

I contemplated the possibility that they'd moved it to the functioning laundry room, but looked at the time and figured that my window of opportunity for the nearby laundromat was about to close. So I hustled, grabbed all the easily grabbable laundry and a book, and went exploring.

I am pleased to report that modern laundromats often choose to have wifi these days. Wifi! In a laundromat! I dumped all the laundry into one of the big machines and settled in with some trance music and Cyteen, since I have gone a few years without taking tape. I didn't actually use the wifi.

Having done the math, the price difference is on the order of six and a fraction cents between the laundromat and the number of washers/dryers I would have used in the on-site laundry room. My car app thingy claims the cost of gas was $0.29. My knees are happy that I didn't have to haul two large IKEA bags full of laundry up and down stairs with a dodgy handrail.

I may pop downstairs tomorrow to see whether they've put the card machine in the open laundry room.
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So I woke up to realize that the very pleasant dream that I had been having involved a comfortable bed, something like a ski lodge (and the bed was on the slope or something? it wasn't quite clear) and being the little spoon with a large teddy bear of a fellow.

The dream omitted realistic but unfortunate details such as waking up with a mouthful of hair despite precautions having been taken. I am pretty sure that if he and I ever share sleeping arrangements, his hair is going to become inappropriately intimate with places in my face that won't appreciate it, given what happens when we hug wrong.

I am to hope that my subconscious is taking the clue that things like banging are not actually on the menu in reality. I doubt that platonic napping is likely either, but it's a brain-step in the right direction. If perhaps harder to explain when it will *sigh* inevitably come out in conversation.

Favorable comparison involving emotionally abusive ex )


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