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Went to see The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey this afternoon. It was a highly enjoyable movie. It wasn't Lord of the Rings, but you could tell just as much work and devotion went into this as the first trilogy.

But I gotta say, in my tiny, shrunken, fangirl heart? The thing I loved most?

Kili and Fili.

I cannot tell a lie. Those two are mighty easy on the eyes, yes, they are. I mean, I loved Aiden Turner before he got dwarfized, but the archer thing? And the artistically mussed hair? Oh yeah. (Okay, and the part where they totally actually seemed to care about Bilbo the entire time unlike Thorin I'manass over there? That part was cool, too.)

Overall very pleased. We'll see where they take this in the next movie.

~~I want fic now, though. Can haz fic nao?~~

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I'm probably way too tired to make an effective post, but here we go.

Thanks to the wonderful and amazing

nina_vendredi (damn, did I spell that right? Why'd you have to change your name to be all confusing? Do you know how long it took me to remember how to spell

rhosyn_du?) I now have an AO3 account! Wheeeeeeee. Nothing posted yet, cause I just got back, but I'll get around to it eventually. I'm corellianrogue over there, too.

But more importantly, just got back from seeing the Vienna Boys Choir. Their encore was Bohemian Rhapsody. They also did a couple Billy Joel songs, and let me tell you, operatic Billy Joel is hilarious. But yeah, a bunch of pre-teen kids singing Bohemian Rhapsody. It was actually pretty cool, even if I started giggling a couple times cause OMG ADORABLE. Seriously. Adorable. OMG.

I feel like there was a third thing, but I'm too tired to remember. Oh well.

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Home sick today, which means watching lots of daytime television while trying not to move so much that my stomach realizes I'm awake and flips out like a ninja. Watching Supernatural right now. I've only watched one ep before this, the one where Dean and Sam find the guy who writes novels about them, and find out about fandom. Fun episode, that.

But anyway, so I'm watching what seems to be a marathon, and there's the end of days or something, but I'm struck by the fact that everyone speaks using that gravely 'serious shit is going down' voice, like they're all 80s action movie heroes or Christian Bale's Batman or something. How does anyone take this show seriously? I mean, honestly.

Also, do they go through a lot of cough drops on set with all of the actors straining their vocal chords like that? These are the things I wonder.

Also also- Google seems to have a new(ish?) Easter Egg where they will calculate the Bacon Number of celebrities. I have yet to find one higher than two, but I'm sure I will eventually.

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So I just narked on my nephew. Narced? Narc'd? Whatever.

He's fifteen, you know how it is. He posted his class schedule on his facebook with his full name, address, and phone number. So I texted my sister about it, cause let's face it, fifteen year olds aren't the best judges of who and what should be on their facebooks. She calls and in the background, I can hear him all 'YOU'RE CRAZY!' cause she wants him to take it down.

I don't know, intarwebz. Am I outdated? Is it okay for teens to post all those details just everywhere? Do people not think facebook is as secure as swiss cheese anymore?

I told her I could walk them through cropping the photo to get rid of the personal stuff if she wanted, but we'll see. She hung up threatening to ground him or delete his facebook. Oops?

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You guys, omg, you guys. I just got a citation from, I kid you not, John and Mary Watson.

This is right up there with hearing 'James Kirk' paged at the airport.

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On the way to work today, there was a fluffy, grey-and-white half-grown kitten dead in the middle of the road. We do have a lot of feral cat colonies around here, so it's very possible that it was one of them, but we also have a lot of people who let their cats wander wherever, so it's equally possible if not more so that somebody will be missing their tiny friend tonight. I'm still kind of tearing up over it.

This is why I can't imagine any argument being worth it to let a cat roam outside alone. Would you let your dog wander around off leash and out of your fenced yard? Why do you love your cat any less to take care of and protect it? Except most cats could easily get out of a normal fenced yard (some dogs, too, honestly).

Some people would probably argue that giving the cat a "full" life is worth letting the cat possibly die from a car or some asshole poisoning it (as happened to every single cat in my grandma's neighborhood one time because one of the neighbors despised animals and put poisoned bait in his yard) or another animal maiming or killing it or something even worse. I call bullshit. There is a point where "natural" gets outweighed by "dying alone and in pain because kittens don't understand cars."

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Current Mood: distressed
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So, the last few months, I've kind of been having my quarter-life crisis just a few years late (does that mean I'll live to 108?) I've been freaking out about stupid things, like my job and my savings and all kinds of stuff.

But today, I thought about it. If I'd done all the things I wanted for college, if I'd gone to William and Mary to pursue the marine biology degree, then where would I be now? I don't have any guarantees it would be a BETTER place. A different place, probably. I don't know if I'd have ended up back in Nebraska, but maybe I'd still be in an office job that I don't hate but don't really love, either.

I do know for certain that I never would have met my best friend.

krillia and I only met because of UNL's anime club, so take that out of the picture, and we didn't exactly run in the same circles. Heck, I only started liking anime because of watching Adult Swim most nights on the phone with my brother. I don't know as that would have held up with a long distance call instead of a local one.

No Krill and no anime would probably mean no roleplaying, either. I only got into THAT because of my last college roommate. No UNL means different roommates with different interests, and who knows? I might have ended up doing steampunk instead or writing original fiction or any number of things that aren't the current me.

krillia is also responsible for getting me into DBSK, so that would probably be right out, too. It's possible, I would have come around to the same things by a different route, but certainly not guarranteed.

And no roleplaying or DBSK would mean no

thousandneedles.

That's where I realized that, no, life may not be perfect or exactly what I envisioned it being, but it's pretty fucking awesome exactly as it is. Not saying the quarter-life crisis is over or anything, but now whenever I start worrying about why didn't I go to a different college or have a different major or go to grad school, I can remember that because I DIDN'T do those things, my life led me here, to the happiest, most content, most wonderful place I could ever imagine being. That has nothing to do with my job or my savings or my house or anything at all. It's the people.

tl;dr = I love you guys. :)

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The fruit tray I bought for our office food day today promised "delicious if used by 4-15".

I'm going to hold it to that.

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I had someone ask if they could translate one of my fics into Vietnamese today.

I said yes, of course, but I'm still o.o over the request. I don't even know how to feel, other than flattered.

In other news,

thousandneedles and I seem to have moved into a Disney movie. Every morning there are birds chirping and butterflies and people walking past with their pets and/or kids waving and saying hello. Bunnies and squirrels, too. So many bunnies and squirrels. There was even a bunny right at the edge of our patio just now. Last month, there were daffodils EVERYWHERE. It's certainly not perfect, but I really like it here.

Still so much cleaning and unpacking and cleaning at the old place to do, though. OMG. I did put our new coffee table together today, though, so that's a plus. And having cable again is still fun. I've watched Food Network more over the last week and a bit than I have in my entire life before this.

I should probably get back to all that, I suppose. Sigh. Someday, everything will be in its place. ...Of course, that'll probably be just in time for us to move again. Oh well.

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So, we're into the new place, mostly. It's still a little strange, but it feels like home already. I have more pictures, but there on my phone still and I'm lazy.

...Really, that pretty much sums up all my interactions with DW/LJ for the last year or so.

But I simply must share this with you all, flist.

The new place came with a microwave. It's apparently an exceedingly powerful microwave. I'm glad I tried it on a minipizza before trying to cook something that might explode, because... well...

This.

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Okay, so before, I was kind of indifferent to FF13-2 with a sliiiiiiight leaning toward 'hey, this isn't all bad.'

No. I hate it now. Hate. Hate Hate Hate FIRE OF A MILLION SUNS HATE!

Augh, I'm so full of rage, I can't even properly communicate WHY I hate it. For some fucking reason, they decided it'd be a GREAT idea to pop in a level of platforming. For no fucking reason. I DON'T LIKE PLAYING PLATFORMERS OR I WOULDN'T HAVE BOUGHT FUCKING FF13-2, NOW WOULD I????????? I'd have bought a fucking PLATFORMER and not WASTED MY MONEY ON A FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT GAME!

I can't fucking figure out how to get where I'm fucking going, and I keep falling off the fucking platforms and dying or running into fucking monsters that I can't beat even though I'm withing ten levels of maxing out all of my roles. I'm so fucking pissed off right now.

Fine, game. You win. You fucking win. I'm about to fucking rage-quit your ass, and it's because you're a fucking shitty platformer AND a fucking shitty RPG. There. Happy now, you worthless piece of crap?

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Guys. Guys, no, seriously. Guys. What is this even.

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Because I'm a dork, and everything's better in threes~ To complete my trifecta of posts:

I love you,

thousandneedles! Always and forever and more than all the Universe-carrying Alots combined.

Two years isn't nearly enough but it's a good start. Here's to a happy anniversary (and no packing today? please? ;_; we could even break the schedule since it's a special day?) and manymany more. Alot of Anniversaries! He's probably got a dayplanner or something.

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Serah, previously renamed Derpface, has now been re-renamed 'Derpy Spice.' It just fits.

I think it's the outfit.

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Today, I saw my director making a Philosoraptor motivational sign.

Apparently, certain boys in the office have been less than good about following bathroom etiquette, and he decided that a Philosoraptor sign was the appropriate response.

I find I cannot disagree.

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I have no idea what the context was (as sadly happens with most of these things) but my director just referenced Pedobear. He is truly of the interwebs. He is one of us.

( And now, unrelated to Pedobear (no matter how Serah's default outfit makes me feel), my current thoughts on FF13-2 )

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So, I just spent like a half hour trying to explain purchasing a bus pass to a very sweet man of unspecified Asian descent (although from the name, I would hazard a guess at Chinese) who tried very hard to get his point across and understand mine but which was still one of the most unintentionally* frustrating conversations I have had in ages.

I don't blame him at all for not understanding, but this is why 'Common' is such a convention in Scifi/Fantasy. Can you imagine the Council of Elrond if everyone got stuck on the name of the One Ring?

*Notice I specificy UNINTENTIONALLY frustrating. We get plenty of people who call or come in and are intentionally frustrating. They can all just go to hell.

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So, I was trying to be good and finish all the trophies in FFXIII before I moved on to XIII-2 but... well, all I have left is two hunt quests and leveling up final weapons whiiiiiiiiiiiich means trapezohedrons, which means fighting way too many adamantoises which means I got bored so I started XIII-2 last night. Hopefully I'll go back to XIII at some point, because I'm THIS CLOSE to completing everything in the game, and it's a shame that the only thing stopping me is lousy drop rates.

Anywho.

( FFXIII-2 talk behind a cut. Not really any spoilers (at least, not story spoilers) since I'm only a couple hours in, but in case anyone wants to avoid knowing ANYTHING before they play it. )

TL;DR- Opinion so far that I hope I change in the next chapter: Unless you're a loyal, buy every game ever FF fan... just wait for the Let's Play.

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I was going to make a New Year's Resolution to use my journal more, but then I realized it's already January 17 and I hadn't touched the thing yet. Oops?

Not much really going on in Plague-land. I do have all those things still saved up that I meant to post about months and months (and in some cases over a year BUT WE DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT) ago, and maybe I'll post those eventually, but right now I just wanted to say hi.

So hi, flist. Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

Oh! And I'm moving. IRL, that is. I am a very excited Plague. Me and

thousandneedles with a townhouse of our very own! :D We get the keys on February 29. But that means packing. :( And cleaning. :(((((((((((((

But I am still excite~