My Little Nest

Okay, so el_em_en_oh_pee nudged me, because apparently I'm not updating this enough. Who knew? Not much going on here, more of the same old, same old.

Samson et Dalila starts next weekend, so this week is going to be busy as all get out with rehearsals and final fittings, and NO TALKING for twenty-four hours before dress rehearsal. (In other words, there will be much texting and IMing) I'm actually kinda sorta terrified for some reason, that I can't understand and it's driving me outsane. (Moreso.) I'm never this nervous until I get onstage. What. The. Fuck.

My friend Jackie wants me to try out for Henry VIII because apparently, she didn't know I knew all of Katherine's monster courtroom speech by heart until I did it in the green room. I'm considering it, along with trying out for Eponine in Les Miserables. Someone tell me not to.

Saturday was spent with the Doppelganger for the second time in as many weeks--ugh. I shopped. Yay retail therapy. Current swag? Romeo + Juliet & Shaun of the Dead on DVD. La Boheme on CD, a Flogging Molly T-shirt, and a pair of heart-shapped handcuff earrings. Eclectic, I know.

Got new blood today, and got very bored. So, what happened? I decided to conquer my photo-manipulation program. What did I decide to do, since I had iconed all the picturs I could? Make wallpapers. Well, one took me ages, and I did that in recovery.

Fandom warning: (But please look if you can tolerate RPG-ish het pairing graphics, because I need opinions--I think they suck)

Blood/Fire Wallpaper #1--Crush, with Alicia Witt as Morag and Tom Felton as Draco since I only had one Alex Band picture on the laptop:

Crush

No, Morag is not a stalker, she's just smitten.

Secondly, I decided to make an actual Blood/Fire wallpaper, with lyrics from Sarah McLachlan's 'Possession'. This features Alicia Witt as Morag (again, but I love her as a PB for Morag) and Alex Band as Draco (Which I blame on sappholococcus for forever linking them in my head) Wallpaper 2--Red-tinted shades of grey:

Red-tinted shades of grey.

First off--muscle bioposies suck.

Second: My groupie says that I'm quite mad. My response? Of course I'm mad! Do you have any idea how bright and scary it is in there?

Thirdly: It is snowing. Therefore I'm fairly certain that there will be hunting tomorrow. This is a good thing, because else I'm not sure we'd have enough meat to get through the winter. (Of course, if we don't, it may make losing weight a bit easier.

Next: I have joined a genuis RPG for anyone who likes the femmeslash. It's Marauder-era. Basic plot? Due to the daughter of the Minister of Magic getting pregnant they have split Hogwarts into two, segregating the students in two different schools by gender. It seems like its going to be loads of fun but we need more people! Linky to the mod journal is here>> http://getoveritmod.greatestjournal.com/ (We could really use Puffs and Gryffs, but there are tons of characters up for grabs including Professors if anyone is into Kittyhawk as a ship!)

Finally a meme, ganked from axelia
Comment here and I'll tell you one thing that I like about you. Then go post it in your LJ and return the sentiment.

No...I still haven't gotten ahold of a scale. Damn drs.

But my good news is better than that! They think I might be able to leave on Sat.! They're still trying to figure out why my liver stopped eating itself, and they're trying to figure out the reccurence of arrhythmia but 'if all goes well' (in Dr. speak hat means 'if we don't screw any test up') I should get another EKG and EEG tonight or tommorow and be able to be released on Sat. (This is a lot sooner than expected!)

They're also talking about a pacemaker but thats not going to happen. Nope nope.

Arr... bloody hospital. This is the first pirate day I haven't gotten to wear me favourite bodice. Anyway, vote: savvy?

What kind of pirate am I? You decide!
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May the tideds grant ye all a short and merry life with loads f gold, adventure, wenches and a few close calls.

I've just dedcided I know a bit too much about pirates.

So, yay for computer lab time.

Boo for no scales that patients are allowed to use. Add to this that when I got processed they weighed me backwards! I can't handle this...I'm going mental--how am I supposed to know if my already excessive self is even more excessive.

I never did find my monkey. Zarathustra is still missing.

And the great long spaces of absolutely nothing to do are already getting to me--and I have been using my usual way. I think my nurses are starting to know the lyrics to some of my songs like Mary Mac, No Nay Never, and Johnny Jump Up simply due to my repetatie singing to break the evil silence. Thanks everybody for the comments! Please keep commenting so I have thing to read!

My life is a fucking roller coaster I swear. One day its up and the next its in the pits, and waving to all the nice fishys on the way down.

*headdesk*

I am in so much sodding trouble at the moment. A certain family member walked into my nice dungeon bedroom (without knocking) while I was on the phone with a friend, and before I realised she was there I said something along the lines of 'committing the cardinal sin of consumption.' Of course, she runs back upstairs to get me in trouble.

Yeah... I'm feeling just a bit homicidal at the moment toward her. And this was after a great weekend of Renn Faire and truck shopping. So I was banned from the computer for a bit.

What the bloody hell? This is fair? In what world do I get punished for being honest while my darling cousin gets congratulated for barging into my room without knocking? Y'know what? Sod it. I'm tired of relapsing while I'm fighting years of habits.

And soon? Medical tests. Loads of them. Shiny needles and lotsa wires and machines that beep more annoyingly than an alarm clock.

So just to try to improve my mood I present a music meme stolen from sailormewmew, teknoboy, and princessstarr

( Life in Music )

Meds suck. Especially when they change you up to a shot weekly and it makes you sick-ish for hours afterwards. After sleeping/being ill until 5:15-ish today I went upstairs, went home, and started to feel okay. Now, though? my head hurts like a bugger.

So? What am I doing? Sitting at Da's computer role-playing. I swear, my muses have taken over my mind and refuse to stay in their vault. Maybe this means I'm in one too many games? ...Nah.

Roz is the worst of the bunch though...she needs to switch to decaf.

And good news! The Squick Amber Challenge has been postponed so my squickfic (still untitled) won't be late.

Speaking of fic I really, really want axelia to finish her Seiya-Yaten-are-under-a-spell fic. Mainly becaise the idea is great, but also because Lexi rocks.

I made a new dress yesterday. 'Twas fun, I did it mostly by machine, but I broke down and did a bunch of rouching by hand. (It was a Beryl costume and they wanted it to not just be a boring straight dress, so I rouched the bodice.) I got $25.00 for it too. I had convinced myself that I was going to do one entire dress by machine, but alas and alack, I failed. I think I have too much fun sewing by hand.

I also finally managed to get the latest disc of my mix burned so I'm happy with that. The 4th is Granny's birthday so I'm racking my brain at what to get here. Of course, she's no help.

I hate doctors. I know I've said it before but I really do. The idiots now want to send me up to Pittsburgh to have my heart looked at and stay in observation for a few weeks! Weeks, I ask you.

I ahve no desire whatsoever to stay in a hospital for two weeks, being poked, prodded, cut up, and tested in a city that's hundreds of miles away from my home. Thank you no!

Especially with doctors and nurses who don't know me, and long stints in recovery rooms with no TV, no music, no books, no pencil and paper, or anything wherewith I can entertain myself, while doctor's discreetly watch through one-way glass to make sure all goes well.

Now, I'd love to visit Pittsburgh, but not under those conditions. I'd like to go up, maybe see Laura and the rest of my friends who live near there, but just to be poked and prodded by some specialist? No sodding way!

My medical team (dunderheads that they are) can just kiss my lucky irish arse.

Sod them.

Well, RPing is going quite well & taking up a lot of my extra time. Sleep is still a rarity, but I'm going to the Dr's soon enough (the 14th). I like the girl's I'm RPing with...yesterday when it was quiet in the chat room I started singing Little Plastic Castle by Ani DiFranco & one of the other girls joined in & we had a nice little typed sing-along alternating lines. It was amusing. We've also done La Vie Boheme, Defying Gravity, 32 Flavours & The Elephant Love Medley

So today I went to the covenstead and was watching the groupie. I started off by doing the Treasure Hunters weekly puzzle with Buzz while the groupie watched & tried (quite annoyingly) to help. It's turning out to be v. hard not to corrupt the kid. I'm not the best at keeping my temper or watching my language. When Buzz and I were playing the puzzle I said something along the lines of:
Me: If i could just figure out a way to cheat this.
Groupie: Cheating is bad!
Me: Only if you get...er...yes. Cheating is very bad. Cheating bad, good girl!
Groupie: Yep, cheating is bad!
Me: *nodding & trying to look conviincing*
Of course, I was thisclose to saying 'Only if you get caught' but luckily I stopped myself. I looked at Buzz who was grinning ear-to-ear & trying not to laugh because she knew exactly what I was going to say.

After we beat that puzzle, which took awhile, I took the kid down to the sewing room because she wants to learn to play the piano (mainly because I do) I taught her a simple scale and she was thrilled. I just wish I could find somebody to help teach me more than just the basics I know. One can only go so far with self-teaching.

Also, I'm doing an audition again for Lady Macbeth, I'll let all my friends know if I get it. (Again, I note.) Melanie, a friend who works with Buzz has invited to take me to the Renn Faire in August. Do I want to go? Are you bloody kidding? Of course I want to go! (And who can say no to discounted to $10.00 Renn Faire tickets?) Also in randomness, I have this urge to do some embroidery or cross-stich or something needlework-y but don't have anything to work on, sadly. Well, tis all for now.

Stupid bloody insomnia...*growl* I know I don't sleep much, but damn it, some would be nice! I'm thisclose to trying to go to the evil Drs. to get something so I can sleep like a semi-normal person, but my hatred of Drs. is stopping me.

All in all, the 4th was nice. Ate yummy hamburgers and graham cracker pie with family while watching the craziness that is Passions because Buzz can't eat without the blessed TV on in the next room. Of course, it confuses the hell out of Da who has never seen this before.
Da: Is this a soap opera or what?
Buzz: Yeah.
Da: it's a bit off isn't it?
Me: Yup. It's mental.
Granny: They had two crazy women in a Christmas ornament once.
Da: Uh huh
And then I had to quote my favourite line ever, stupidly.
Me: Once, Tabitha, the blond lady there, was leaving her daughter with those people, there, and she had the greatest line. "Don't forget to read her her Harry Potter before bedtime! She just loves that Lord Voldemort."
*silence* Then...the fury that is the extended family begins the infamous and many times gone over 'Harry Potter debate.'
Me: *headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk* and a *facepalm* for good measure.
You'd think I'd know by now that when the big extended family is over to not bring up medicine, science, Council-crap, anime, or Harry Potter. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid Calypso!

Once the famil left, still squabbling, Da returned to the work he was doing on Granny's front portico-thing. When they had finished, it was 6:00 abnd I popped out of Buzz's computer room to see what the remaining v. close family was doing and ended up staying to watch reruns (obviously) of Green Acres and The Munsters we then had dinner, burned brain cells watching game shows and then Da set off the (sadly all legal) fireworks that we had bought. It was fun, all in all. Just as we finish and leave the Covenstead the sky opens up and it's all thunder and lightining. (Truly wicked) It was nice of Mama Nature to wait for us to finish.
And now? Insomnia. I'm going to go check my RPing journal now...see if anyone new has joined or the Mods have announced anything. maybe that will put me to sleep.