The toothless kiss of skeletons and the summer hail...

26 November 2009 @ 08:23 am

It's Thanksgiving morning and I have been up since around 6:00 organizing my primary email account. Why I am doing this at 5:30 on a day when I no worky and could be sleeping in blissfully, I have no idea. Well, I woke up and couldn't fall back to sleep, but I'm so deleted and organized now! I am never downloading email to my computer again - yay for searchable online mail storage! :D It's weird that I can keep all my files and everything organized and neat on all my computers, but my actual ~~computer room~~ Pit of Disorganized Hell is always a disorganized hell. Hmm...I know that says something about my brain.

And Happy Thanksgiving to all those who celebrate it! :) I can has turkey, stuffing and cranberries? Yay!

I have my day planned. I'm going to do laundry. Get some things organized. Go through clothes and DVDs/CDs to see what I don't want to keep. Play the blood elf Death Knight I made just because I like the Death Knight quests. (Especially blowing up large groups of people from above on a flying skeletal gryphon.) Then I'm going to go have Thanksgiving Dinner with my mom.

The computer is still nameless. I'm wondering if it should just be named "The Nameless One". Which would be an actual name and it wouldn't really be nameless. It feels like this is a situation where the universe will collapse in on itself if I keep thinking too hard about it.

Oh, and I watched Killer Klowns from Outer Space last night. That was some bad 80's goodness.

Music: Bucephalus Bouncing Ball - Aphex Twin

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23 November 2009 @ 07:17 pm

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You Are Spike

You are neither good nor evil. You're too complicated to be explained so easily.

You have a dark side, and your lust sometimes gets the better of you. And your temper is notoriously violent.

But you also have a softer side to you. You are compassionate, sensitive, and capable of deep love.

You are also very intelligent and witty. You enjoy verbal sparring as much as physical sparring.

What Famous Vampire Are You?

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I suppose that's true, it sounds like me aside from the violent temper part. I wouldn't know, I never watched Buffy or Angel.

"But, Liane!" you exclaim, horrified. "YOU NEVER WATCHED BUFFY OR ANGEL??! How is that even remotely possible?! EVERYONE has watched Buffy and Angel!! They were the most amazing shows ever invented ever in the history of everything ever! OMGZ HOT VAMPIRES!11!1! What is wrong with you? You are a total disgrace to the horror fan profession. Be gone from me! It hurts to look at you."

I know, I'm a cosmonaut from a planet other than earth or I was living under a rock for quite a few years. You don't have to remind me. ;)

WoW is now up and running awesomely on my new nameless computer. And I'm playing a Death Knight Night Elf. I don't know why. I hate Alliance. And I may be joining another guild. I don't know why. I hate guilds. Guild dramaz makes me want to gouge my eyes out and go on a rampage all over Azeroth. Or, actually, it makes me want to go on a rampage all over Azeroth and THEN gouge my eyes out, because...you know...it's hard to go on a rampage all over Azeroth when you can't see what you're rampaging and stuff...

Um. Nevermind.

Had a strange dream about two gigantic greyish-silver fish in these two fishtanks in a pharmacy. It was dark and there was an Asian woman who worked there. When I got closer to the tanks, I saw the fish had been torn apart and were rotting in the water. I kept trying to get out of the room, but I kept ending up back at the tanks. It was rather horrible.

Tags: imaginary creatures, mythical creatures, not addicted to wow

Mood:

geeky

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17 November 2009 @ 08:11 pm

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Out of town on a business trip.

I started to watch Seance by Kiyoshi Kurosawa, but my internet connection broke. So, I suppose I am also not watching Perfect Blue afterward like I had planned. This is all I really wanted to do tonight considering I am feeling simultaneously sad, cold, shivering and feverish.

Although, I did manage to eat an apple. I twisted the stem and it snapped on "F". My true love's name is supposed to start with "F".

I don't know anyone whose name starts with "F".

Mood: lethargic

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14 November 2009 @ 04:34 pm

Liane's Friday the 13th Adventure.

It was most definitely an unlucky day yesterday.

During my drive to work, Jereme got a flat tire on a main road. He was fine when we left my house, but when I started to pick up speed on the highway, he started wobbling and then thumping and grinding. I put on my emergency blinkers and managed to get him pulled over into a left hand turn lane to get him off the main road, but I stopped him in the middle of the lane so people could still go around me and make left turns. I called the towing company because I have tried to change his tire once before, but the bolts were on so tight, I couldn't get them loose. They sent out a tow truck and told me it would be about an hour.

So, to pass the time, I started playing the "Dumbass vs. Rocket Scientist" game with Jereme. I watched in my rearview as people pulled up behind me to see if they completely pulled up and waited for me to drive or realized I was having car trouble and drove around me.

"O.k. Jereme...let's see. They're pulling up....pulling up closer...OH! They figured it out and drove around me! Yay...they're a rocket scientist!" Or "This one's pulling up. They're stopping behind me. They're waiting. Oh no! They're a dumbass!"

Well, to be fair, I only gave them the Official Dumbass Ruling if they actually started honking at me to move. And yes, I talk to Jereme.

So, I think the final tally was about 40 Rocket Scientists while about 15 received the dreaded Dumbass title.

After the first twelve Dumbasses, I was starting to lose my patient politeness of waving my arm out the window for them to pass me since they were clearly not seeing my pretty blinking emergency lights or the absolutely shredded flat tire that was quite obviously in their view. I finally had three Dumbasses in line behind me waiting for me to move. I waved my arm out the window. After about two minutes, they started honking. I honked back and waved more frantically. Then they started a chorus of REALLY ANGRY honking that was the final straw. I got out of Jereme, turned around and pointed at his front.

"LOOK! I HAVE A FLAT TIRE! WHAT PART OF MY EMERGENCY LIGHTS AND SHREDDED TIRE ARE YOU NOT UNDERSTANDING??! YOU'RE HONESTLY GETTING MAD AT ME FOR NOT MOVING OUT OF YOUR PRECIOUS WAY WHEN I CAN'T??!"

That really wasn't nice, but I was tired of being honked at by stupid people for something that could happen to anyone. However, I was waiting for someone to start something because I was glaring and ready to rumble. All three didn't honk again and drove sheepishly around my car. I must have seemed scary with all my yelling. Too bad I wasn't wearing my Jason Voorhees with Machete shirt. It would have been highly appropriate.

The highlight of my experience was that two people actually stopped to help which really renewed my hope in humanity. One was a very kind older gentleman who actually told me with a small bow, "It would be my honor to change your tire. Would you allow me to fix it?" I told him I had a tow truck on the way already, but I really appreciated the offer. Another was a woman who wanted to make sure I had help coming. People really can be amazing and wonderful when they want to be.

Today, I'm sitting at the dealership waiting for them to fix the tires and my mirror on the driver's side because it broke about a week ago. I've been up since about 7:00 because Beanie had a follow-up vet appointment, and they said she is doing much better with her pinched nerve problem. Her one paw still has a small bit of lameness, but she has learned to cope with it and she's not in any pain. When I get home, I will be setting up my new computer which still remains nameless. May do some research on names while I'm sitting here.

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12 November 2009 @ 11:22 pm

New computer, mole and weird dreams.

So, I finally made a decision, broke down and just got myself a new desktop PC. I couldn't see sinking almost the same amount of money into a seven year old computer when problems with the motherboard could be another issue. I always feel bad when my computers die and get replaced. I mean, though PITA really was a pain in the ass, I spent a lot of years doing so many things on him. I guess he deserves to rest in peace. This new one will have Windows 7, a 500 GB hard drive and 3GB RAM. I'm picking it up tomorrow. No idea what to name it yet since I have to spend some time with it first.

On the health front, everything seems to be o.k. for the moment, amazingly so. This has just been the year of illnesses. I did see my dermatologist a few days ago and he removed a possibly suspicious mole from under my arm that is now currently hurting. You really haven't lived life to the fullest until you've watched a doctor sawing away a small piece of your numbed skin with a scalpel. It made me a bit squeamish which surprised me, but I'm one of those people that just has to watch things like that. When they set up IVs, give me shots or take blood, I have to watch the procedure. It just makes me feel less nervous about it when I can anticipate the pain. He told me he didn't like the color of the mole, so they biopsied it. They said they'd call me in a week only if there's something wrong, but he really didn't think there would be. So, I'm not worrying about it.

Been having strange dreams and waking up with severe anxiety in the middle of the night since the time change. It's almost as bad as the time I was on amitriptyline a few years ago. Last night, I dreamed I was working in an office doing paperwork and billing for a car repair place. It was my first day working there and I can remember the place pretty vividly, but something about the dream was making me really uncomfortable. I think it morphed into something more disturbing that I can't remember as well.

Maybe the Pontypool Changes Everything virus has infiltrated my system through the words in the novel and is now seriously screwing with my brain.

This feels like it has been the longest week of my life, I don't know why. I'm so so so very thankful tomorrow is Friday. Checking out fun weekend plans.

Mood:

weird

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09 November 2009 @ 10:04 am

Snuggie Shame.

I have a confession to make. It turns out, I am one of "THOSE" doggy mommies who would actually buy their dog a Snuggie. ;)

It didn't help my Purchase Resistance Levels that there was actually a little Beanie on the front of the box wearing one. I bought a pink one...and...this is really difficult to admit....I squeed aloud when I saw it. *hangs head in shame* Really. I feel all dirty like I'm suddenly Paris Hilton or Barbie and I've bought something all girly and cute that matches my pink corvette and pink dream house. Next, I'll be buying cute, little pink pencils with little hearts and flowers on them - when will the madness end!? Especially since you know I'd jump on that shiznit if they made a black Snuggie for dogs with skulls on it. Actually...why don't they make a black Snuggie for dogs with skulls on it??! I might still have some self-respect right now.

I'm using my creepy Eraserhead icon. Just to get things back into a some kind of normal balance.

Mood:

ditzy

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08 November 2009 @ 07:18 am

Pontypool.

Trying to make sense of certain parts of Pontypool Changes Everything is making me feel crazy. My brain is actually tired from what I've read thus far. Maybe it's because I keep reading it in the early hours of the morning right after I've been sleeping.

Mood:

crazy

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07 November 2009 @ 11:05 am

WTF WASP WEEKEND.

So, this morning....the absolutely horrific happened.

I got up and got ready to have breakfast with a friend. I walked to Jereme with a happy little spring in my step. Clicked the button to unlock his door when I felt something brush my ear that was making a rather loud buzzing sound. So, I asked myself, "What is that buzzing noi........... OOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGGGG IT'S A NFBSKING WASP! IT'S THE BIGGEST NFBSKING WASP I'VE EVER SEEN! OMG IT'S ON MY SHIRT! OMG GET AWAY FROM ME! GET AWAY FROM MEEEE!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

You know, you lose a lot of the spring in your step when you're running down a driveway screeching, jumping and swatting at yourself while shaking out your shirt.

I hate those things. Really. A whole lot. Now I'm totally paranoid to walk the short distance from my door to my car and back.

It really was amazingly huge, though. I could see its long little legs dangling while it was flying at my face. I'll probably have lots of nightmares now. Freaking evil wasps.

Mood: paranoid

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07 November 2009 @ 04:27 am

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I woke up about four hours ago from a nightmare I can't recall other than something about being unable to focus a camera lens to take a picture. It's always weird how a song I heard days ago somehow incorporates itself into my dream and then gets stuck in my head for awhile - "Walking Away" by She Wants Revenge was the soundtrack to the dream. I've been doing various things since midnight. The last two hours were spent reading Pontypool Changes Everything. It is definitely different from the film thus far.

I need to get up early tomorrow. I've had this huge bout of energy since the time change on Sunday. Why is it one hour can make the biggest difference in that regard? It seems like I only truly feel like myself for half the year.

Mood:

weird

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01 November 2009 @ 01:29 pm

Question.

Any opinions on refurbished computers? :)

Mood: curious

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01 November 2009 @ 01:38 am

The Big Bazomba Halloween Adventure.

Happy Belated Halloween, since there's only about 30 minutes left (at least there was when I started ths entry)!

Today, I was planning on a quiet horror movie day at home, and watched the last 1/2 of Shaun of the Dead and then a terribly edited Friday the 13th - 1980 on Spike TV. (I really hate having to clarify which F13 it is because of the remake, but I digress). I decided to head over to Barnes and Noble where I picked up an art book that seems to be a pretty comprehensive compendium of various artists and styles. I also picked up a few horror magazines and have discovered I am a bit behind in my horror reading. I've missed the last few issues of both Rue Morgue and Fangoria. I've been getting most of my horror information online these days. Picked up a new sketchbook as well.

I went out for a nice Halloween steak dinner and ended up sitting near a grandmother wearing a spaghetti-strap top which barely contained the biggest pair of implanted bazombas I've ever seen on a grandmother. Grandmothers really shouldn't have humongous fake bazombas with rather prominent nipples - she looked a bit "Geriatric Pr0n Star". Kind of how Pamela Anderson might look in a decade or two. I know she was a grandmother because her 19 month old grandson was sitting next to her and she kept calling herself "Grandma" while she was taking care of him. It was definitely surreal.

I had a nice glass of wine with my steak which I think helped relax me for the evening. Then I watched It's Alive that I hadn't seen in years. I also discovered Antichrist is available on OnDemand which I might watch tomorrow.

I also have some new little ducklings in the neighborhood with a really terrible mother. This must be her first clutch because she has no idea what she's doing especially how to get all of them in a row. They are constantly running around all over the place and she's lost about four of them so far. One while I was watching. The little guy got lost behind a fence and kept peeping until he found his way out and ran over to her. She just stood across the street quacking for him to come. She never went over to get him. I'm a human and I know way more about duck parenting than she does. I could take better care of her babies. Just call me Liane: Duckling Foster Parent.

Mood:

chatty

Music: Night of the Living Dead

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29 October 2009 @ 12:14 pm

More Tales from Florida.

Fla. police: Ferret stuffed in pants, used as weapon.

Police say a homeless man stole a live ferret by stuffing it in his pants.

Thirty-eight-year-old Rodney Bolton is charged with theft over the $129 animal that police say he took from a pet store in Jacksonville Beach, the Florida Times-Union reported.

A 17-year-old witness confronted Bolton in the parking lot and was bitten by the animal after the man allegedly shoved it in the teen's face.

That confrontation makes the ferret a "special weapon" under Florida law. So Bolton also faces battery charges for dangerously wielding the animal.

*headdesk*

Mood:

embarrassed

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26 October 2009 @ 01:53 pm

Wait. There's a joke in here somewhere....

O.k. Stop me if you heard this one. A tomato truck, a plastic foam cups truck and a meat truck get on a Massachusetts highway. The meat truck hits the plastic foam cups truck and slabs of meat spill all over the highway.

No, really.

This is better than the "GET AN OMNIPOTENT PORKSWORD!" spam message I got this morning.

Music: Stepping Out of Line - Au Pairs

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20 October 2009 @ 11:24 pm

Poem Excerpt.

"I dreamed I called you on the telephone
to say: Be kinder to yourself
but you were sick and would not answer

The waste of my love goes on this way
trying to save you from yourself"

- Excerpt "For the Dead" by Adrienne Rich

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Those lines came to me while I was thinking about a dream I had last night. Those words feel like a message to myself.

The world just needs to slow down. I need the peace that quiet slowness brings.

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Mood: agitated

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20 October 2009 @ 09:53 am

Cat Betrays His Girlfriend.

My friend sent this to me and it's absolutely hilarious. You HAVE to have the sound on. I can't stop laughing.

The cat being yelled at looks exactly like Mofo.

Music: We Will Meet Again - VAST

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20 October 2009 @ 01:31 am

Mofo Rat Curse.

So, my scan results came back normal. My blahness appears to have nothing to do with my gallbladder, pancreas or liver. Which is a good thing, but then why am I still feeling so sick? I'm starting to think it's stress. I have had a lot at work for the moment. In fact, I fell asleep on the couch after I came home from work today and just woke up a short while ago. Now I probably won't sleep for the rest of the night.

This morning, while brushing my teeth in my bathroom, I heard a ruckus right outside the window. I thought it was probably the dog next door and got ready to leave. Just as I was getting into Jereme, I saw Mofo leaving that side of the house and he walked past me with something gray in his mouth. I was afraid it was a bird, because we all know Mofo is just mean and diabolical, but when I drove past his house, he was sitting in his front yard with a gigantic rat in his mouth! :O I couldn't believe how big it was compared to him. It felt like a scene out of a horror movie because he was staring at me the whole time he was sitting there. Like he was putting some kind of rat curse on me. It's not everyday that your hateful cat neighbor sits and glares at you with a rat in his mouth.

I just had the thought "black and white cat, black and white cake". The Sentinel 1977. Mofo is so creepy sometimes, he could have been in that film.

You know, I just realized, I talk enough about Mofo that he should have his own icon. There. Look deep into his eyes which lead to the dark and evil abyss of his little soul.

Mood:

okay

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18 October 2009 @ 05:09 pm

"I'll cut your little heart out because you made me cry."

So, yesterday was Liane's Comedic Adventures at the Library. My first venture was less comedic and more annoying as I had an irritating teenager standing literally less than one foot away from me having a typical irritating teenage conversation about irritating teenage things. I was taught to be quiet in a library from the age of 4, and at the risk of sounding like an elderly curmudgeon, these kids today just have no respect for anybody. *shakes an angry fist* It was understandably difficult for me to get into my creative zone, and it was the only empty seat in that library, so I left and went to another library nearby which was much more productive. I've been having more vivid dreams lately and I've been keeping my phone next to me at night so I can get down main themes and specific details.

(As an aside, why does Minerva feel the need to state the obvious by telling me when I've plugged a device into my audio jack? I know that. I just did it. That's like telling me I'm female or tacos with sour cream are awesome or that Hugh Jackman was totally hot in Van Helsing, but the movie itself was sorely lacking in a decent storyline. I know. It's a given. Duh.)

I'm watching Van Helsing while listening to Florence in the Machine . Because

acolyte13 is awesome and I like to multi-task. I'm really enjoying Florence and the Machine.

Trying to get in as much rest as possible before heading back to work tomorrow. Thank goodness that headache from hell seems to have gone away for good. I still feel somewhat wiped out, though. It's also getting cooler - it was 56 degrees this morning and I have to admit it was very refreshing. I don't know how long it's going to last, but it is definitely nice. And can I just say this is my favorite month of the year because there are horror films everywhere - I've actually been watching a lot of older films on Turner Classic Movies mostly with Boris Karloff. I'm also excited because Mr. Sardonicus (one of my favorites) is supposed to be on soon along with the original Diabolique (which is amazing) and Dead of Night, a film I have wanted to see for ages. My DVR is going to explode from all the recording.

I think I'm going to work on some jewelry. I have an owl pendant I've been wanting to make into a necklace. I might take pictures after it's done. :)

Mood:

chipper

Music: Florence & The Machine - Howl

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15 October 2009 @ 01:36 pm

Just Say No to Karaoke.

I love that. It reminds me of my best friend who hates karaoke and thinks it is the worst invention in the history of mankind. She is Fred and I miss her. :( I miss the whole family. Hope I will be able to visit eventually.

Right now, I feel like a tiny insect that got squashed on the windshield of a bus that fell over a cliff into a giant lake of acid. Really.

Apparently, my Paranormal Activity..er..."activity" wasn't just a random incident. I've been feeling sick for a few days now (actually off and on for about a month) and went to see the doctor yesterday. She poked around my abdomen a bit and found a tender spot at the top right of my stomach. So, I went for scans this morning - I think they're looking for gallbladder problems. :( And I didn't see any baby aliens waving from the screen while they were doing it, so I'm assuming this was a good thing. I also spawned a humongous migraine last night that sent me to the E.R. for shots that really didn't work, but I think the headache may finally be on its way out now. The last day hasn't been very groovy. I just feel miserable, so I'm lying on my couch drinking lots of water and taking it easy with sporadic naps.

In other news, I also finally watched Trick R' Treat the other day and found it was pretty good. :)

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12 October 2009 @ 10:10 pm

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Constant headache for two days is really beginning to piss me off. >:(

In other news, I've been dreaming about a lot of green lately.

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10 October 2009 @ 03:19 pm

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Well, I can honestly say that Paranormal Activity is the first horror film in my entire history of watching horror films where I've actually thrown up in the theater. Not because it was too gory or scary. I think it was the wobbly camerawork, which is strange because I haven't gotten sick from those movies previously. I sat through The Blair Witch with no problem. However, Paranormal Activity also sucked, so maybe that was part of it as well. My stomach just can't digest the crap that is passed off as horror anymore.

Now, I'm home trying to be less nauseated. Eating peppermints and watching Criminal Minds.

Beanie is also resting. She was at the vet for a few days last week with pancreatitis and now she has a pinched nerve in her neck. I have no idea what happened. On Sunday, she went to put her front paws up on my leg so I could pet her, and when she jumped down, she yelped. I took her to the vet the next morning, and they discovered the pinched nerve, and after her blood test, early pancreatitis. So, her pancreatitis is gone, but the nerve problem is making her lame in her front paw and she is wobbling when she walks. They have her on heavy prednisone for a few days to see if that helps relieve some of the problem. It's so heartbreaking to watch her try to walk, fall over and then get frustrated because her paw isn't working right. But she doesn't seem to be in any pain, so that makes me feel better. I've just been so worried about her. The doctor said if she doesn't get better, she'll have to see a canine neurologist. :(

The major plan for the day is to somehow manage to throw some laundry in the machine and just rest. In other news, while I was out, I picked up a new buddy.

It's Gus the Gecko. He is almost Geico gecko-sized. So, now when the commercials come on, I can poke his tummy with deranged happiness. ;)

I'm seriously animal-tummy obsessed lately.

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