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Posted 16 years agoWorld of Warcraft no longer has framerate problems on Ultra settings, except of course in Dalaran.
Fallout 3 actually runs, though of course my saved games are currently languishing on my stricken laptop. Again, at maximum settings.
Firefox now has a weird bug where, when I close the tab or navigate away from Gmail, it crashes. Workaround until I figure out why it's doing that (probably has to do with copying my profile from the second hard drive) is to not close the Gmail tab until I'm ready to close all the tabs.
TF2 runs great with settings cranked up to the max.
And I seem to have spent the whole night getting things finished setting up, and the sun once again menaces with spikes of brightness. Bedtime for foxie.
Fallout 3 actually runs, though of course my saved games are currently languishing on my stricken laptop. Again, at maximum settings.
Firefox now has a weird bug where, when I close the tab or navigate away from Gmail, it crashes. Workaround until I figure out why it's doing that (probably has to do with copying my profile from the second hard drive) is to not close the Gmail tab until I'm ready to close all the tabs.
TF2 runs great with settings cranked up to the max.
And I seem to have spent the whole night getting things finished setting up, and the sun once again menaces with spikes of brightness. Bedtime for foxie.
YES!!
Posted 16 years agoInstall complete. Now updating Windows and everything else. A monumental task.
Suspense!
Posted 16 years agoThe case is closed. But I've got fifteen minutes before Kiffin gets here, to shower and shave. *ZOOM*
ARGH
Posted 16 years agoThe Wii lacks copy and paste functionality, so I'll keep this brief since the main lament was already posted to my Livejournal.
Long story short, laptop asplode again, I am having major problems getting my new desktop together, the Wii is insufficient for my browsing needs, and I'm bone tired and going to bed for tonight.
Help?
Long story short, laptop asplode again, I am having major problems getting my new desktop together, the Wii is insufficient for my browsing needs, and I'm bone tired and going to bed for tonight.
Help?
Going to build computer, brb
Posted 16 years agoIf I'm not seen online for the next couple days/hours, don't freak out, I have to cannibalize the wireless card from my current machine to build my new box.
If the wireless card doesn't fit (the PCI-Express video card is gi-fucking-normous and blocks off one regular PCI slot, and I worry that it'll block off the other to the extend that the wireless card might need) then I will scramble to hunt down that giant coil of Ethernet cable I've had in my possessions since the first summer home from college (needed 50 feet of cable and a hole drilled through the floor to get from the upstairs cable modem at my parents' former former former home to my then-bedroom in the basement) and keep an eye out for smallish wireless cards... or ones that hook up by a means other than the PCI slot (are there any such?).
If the wireless card doesn't fit (the PCI-Express video card is gi-fucking-normous and blocks off one regular PCI slot, and I worry that it'll block off the other to the extend that the wireless card might need) then I will scramble to hunt down that giant coil of Ethernet cable I've had in my possessions since the first summer home from college (needed 50 feet of cable and a hole drilled through the floor to get from the upstairs cable modem at my parents' former former former home to my then-bedroom in the basement) and keep an eye out for smallish wireless cards... or ones that hook up by a means other than the PCI slot (are there any such?).
Babyfur meme.
Posted 16 years agoCourtesy of 
tacki
I. Babyfurriness:
1. [] - I'm mommy's / daddy's litle helper.
2. [] - Holds Mommy's / Daddy's hand.
3. [x] - I have more than one Marci Badge.
4. [] - I have more than one caretaker. {Not fulltime anyways, but I do have some close friends who do cubbie stuff wif me!}
5. [x] - Gets into trouble. {Doesn't everybody?}
6. [x] - Cuddles, Snuggles, Huggles, Purr...
7. [] - I like to suck on my thumb. {Not since it started making canker sores worse.}
8. [x] - I like my Paci.
9. [] - Baffs with bubbles or not at all!
10. [x] - I make appropriate animal noises to communicate.
II. Diapers:
1. [x] - Diapers are fun!
2. [] - Diapers are required.
3. [] - Prefers a diaper over undies! {Depends on the situation--at nighttime, I prefer undies 'cause it's not so hot when I try to sleep.}
4. [] - Crinkles or it's garbage.
5. [x] - The thicker the better!
6. [x] - Cloth!
7. [x] - Disposables!
8. [x] - Vinyl Pants.
9. [x] - Baby Powder.
10. [x] - Baby Lotion.
III. Eating:
1. [] - Bibs are required.
2. [] - I prefer Baby bottles to glasses.
3. [] - I prefer Sippy Cups to glasses. {But I do like them! Actually when I'm thirsty I prefer not to have spillproofing getting in the way of guzzling water or juice... but I occasionally use a sippy cup when I want to have fun that way.}
4. [] - I'd rather be fed than feed myself.
5. [x] - Cookies are currency.
6. [x] - Vegetables are Evil.
7. [] - I eat baby food!
8. [] - I drink baby formula.
9. [x] - NOM NOM NOM ^.^
10. [x] - Chews on Stuff
IV. Play:
1. [x] - PARK!!!!! "and plays on stuff"
2. [] - Hide and seek!!
3. [x] - Saturday morning cartoons!!!! yay!
4. [x] - Blanket Forts!
5. [x] - I like to play house.
6. [] - TEA PARTIES!!
7. [] - I'd rather blow bubbles than play video games. {NUUU video games are awesome! I was pwaying on the family computer before my second birthday!}
8. [x] - Draws on walls.
9. [] - Colors outside the lines. {I try my best not to!}
10. [x] - Draws on Paper.
V. Toys:
1. [x] - Plays with boy toys. (Tonka, transformers)
2. [] - I play with girl toys. (Dolls, figurines.)
3. [x] - Plays with baby toys. {Plushies count, right?}
4. [x] - Has building blocks. {If only I knew where the Lego stash was...}
5. [] - I has baff toys.
6. [x] - Plushies!
7. [x] - I own more plushies than I do underwear. {I think it's a close race, though...}
8. [x] - I sleep with more than one in bed.
9. [] - They all have names. {Only MOST of them... some I couldn't think of a name for. YET!}
10. [x] - My plushies are real. {Um... as opposed to being imaginary instead of made of fluff?}
VI. Bedtime:
1. [x] - Gets up early! {Too early... -_-}
2. [x] - Takes naps.
3. [] - Wakes up wet.
4. [] - Wakes up dirty.
5. [] - Would rather sleep in a crib than your bed. {I like my bed!}
6. [] - I sleep with a night light / glow plushie.
7. [] - I can't live without my blankie.
8. [x] - I enjoy bedtime stories.
9. [] - I fall asleep to gentle lullabies.
10. [] - I fall asleep to hypnosis media.
VII. Clothes:
1. [x] - I own a onesie.
2. [x] - I own more than one onesie. {Barely... I own two!}
3. [x] - I own a set of footed PJs. {It's ALMOST a fursuit, but since the face is open it counts as a sleeper instead.}
4. [] - I own more than one set of footed PJ's
5. [] - I own a pair of short-alls/over-alls.
6. [] - I own more than one pair of short-alls/over-alls.
7. [] - I own a party dress / jumper.
8. [] - I own more than one party dress / jumper.
9. [] - All my cub clothes are designed for easy diaper changes. {The sleeper isn't.}
10. [x] - I'm perfectly comfortable in just a T-shirt and diaper. {Actually, this is my preferred way to dress whenever I'm at home. Substitute undies if it's really really hot out, but definitely yeah!}
Now, go through and add up all the 'x's' you've selected and put the total number below.
TOTAL: 36
less than 10 x's = Poser Babyfur
10 to 20 x's = Closet Babyfur
20 to 30 x's = You still live with your parents don't you?
30 to 40 x's = Newbie Babyfur {NUH UH!!!!!!!}
50 to 60 x's = 100% Babyfur! {HEY THEY FORGOT 40-50!!!}
60 or more x's = You might want to seek therapy.
tackiI. Babyfurriness:
1. [] - I'm mommy's / daddy's litle helper.
2. [] - Holds Mommy's / Daddy's hand.
3. [x] - I have more than one Marci Badge.
4. [] - I have more than one caretaker. {Not fulltime anyways, but I do have some close friends who do cubbie stuff wif me!}
5. [x] - Gets into trouble. {Doesn't everybody?}
6. [x] - Cuddles, Snuggles, Huggles, Purr...
7. [] - I like to suck on my thumb. {Not since it started making canker sores worse.}
8. [x] - I like my Paci.
9. [] - Baffs with bubbles or not at all!
10. [x] - I make appropriate animal noises to communicate.
II. Diapers:
1. [x] - Diapers are fun!
2. [] - Diapers are required.
3. [] - Prefers a diaper over undies! {Depends on the situation--at nighttime, I prefer undies 'cause it's not so hot when I try to sleep.}
4. [] - Crinkles or it's garbage.
5. [x] - The thicker the better!
6. [x] - Cloth!
7. [x] - Disposables!
8. [x] - Vinyl Pants.
9. [x] - Baby Powder.
10. [x] - Baby Lotion.
III. Eating:
1. [] - Bibs are required.
2. [] - I prefer Baby bottles to glasses.
3. [] - I prefer Sippy Cups to glasses. {But I do like them! Actually when I'm thirsty I prefer not to have spillproofing getting in the way of guzzling water or juice... but I occasionally use a sippy cup when I want to have fun that way.}
4. [] - I'd rather be fed than feed myself.
5. [x] - Cookies are currency.
6. [x] - Vegetables are Evil.
7. [] - I eat baby food!
8. [] - I drink baby formula.
9. [x] - NOM NOM NOM ^.^
10. [x] - Chews on Stuff
IV. Play:
1. [x] - PARK!!!!! "and plays on stuff"
2. [] - Hide and seek!!
3. [x] - Saturday morning cartoons!!!! yay!
4. [x] - Blanket Forts!
5. [x] - I like to play house.
6. [] - TEA PARTIES!!
7. [] - I'd rather blow bubbles than play video games. {NUUU video games are awesome! I was pwaying on the family computer before my second birthday!}
8. [x] - Draws on walls.
9. [] - Colors outside the lines. {I try my best not to!}
10. [x] - Draws on Paper.
V. Toys:
1. [x] - Plays with boy toys. (Tonka, transformers)
2. [] - I play with girl toys. (Dolls, figurines.)
3. [x] - Plays with baby toys. {Plushies count, right?}
4. [x] - Has building blocks. {If only I knew where the Lego stash was...}
5. [] - I has baff toys.
6. [x] - Plushies!
7. [x] - I own more plushies than I do underwear. {I think it's a close race, though...}
8. [x] - I sleep with more than one in bed.
9. [] - They all have names. {Only MOST of them... some I couldn't think of a name for. YET!}
10. [x] - My plushies are real. {Um... as opposed to being imaginary instead of made of fluff?}
VI. Bedtime:
1. [x] - Gets up early! {Too early... -_-}
2. [x] - Takes naps.
3. [] - Wakes up wet.
4. [] - Wakes up dirty.
5. [] - Would rather sleep in a crib than your bed. {I like my bed!}
6. [] - I sleep with a night light / glow plushie.
7. [] - I can't live without my blankie.
8. [x] - I enjoy bedtime stories.
9. [] - I fall asleep to gentle lullabies.
10. [] - I fall asleep to hypnosis media.
VII. Clothes:
1. [x] - I own a onesie.
2. [x] - I own more than one onesie. {Barely... I own two!}
3. [x] - I own a set of footed PJs. {It's ALMOST a fursuit, but since the face is open it counts as a sleeper instead.}
4. [] - I own more than one set of footed PJ's
5. [] - I own a pair of short-alls/over-alls.
6. [] - I own more than one pair of short-alls/over-alls.
7. [] - I own a party dress / jumper.
8. [] - I own more than one party dress / jumper.
9. [] - All my cub clothes are designed for easy diaper changes. {The sleeper isn't.}
10. [x] - I'm perfectly comfortable in just a T-shirt and diaper. {Actually, this is my preferred way to dress whenever I'm at home. Substitute undies if it's really really hot out, but definitely yeah!}
Now, go through and add up all the 'x's' you've selected and put the total number below.
TOTAL: 36
less than 10 x's = Poser Babyfur
10 to 20 x's = Closet Babyfur
20 to 30 x's = You still live with your parents don't you?
30 to 40 x's = Newbie Babyfur {NUH UH!!!!!!!}
50 to 60 x's = 100% Babyfur! {HEY THEY FORGOT 40-50!!!}
60 or more x's = You might want to seek therapy.
Laptop in Limbo
Posted 16 years agoSo today I managed to get my laptop to a repair shop. They'll run diagnostics on it, then call me Sunday or Monday with the news on whether they can fix it or not, or if only the hard drive is salvageable. If nothing else, there's the possibility of getting the laptop's hard drive pulled and an enclosure placed around it so I can at least get the data off it. Mostly saved games, a few updated writings, and WoW addons, but since I never was able to get Fallout 3 running on my desktop, I don't have a single backup of those saves on here.
But even at the rates they quoted, even if it takes them ten or twenty hours to repair it, it'll still be cheaper than buying a replacement laptop, at least at the price I paid for this one.
Here's hoping.
But even at the rates they quoted, even if it takes them ten or twenty hours to repair it, it'll still be cheaper than buying a replacement laptop, at least at the price I paid for this one.
Here's hoping.
MY LAPTOP ASPLODE
Posted 16 years ago...
...So for some reason World of Warcraft was having trouble starting up on my laptop. So I reboot, try to start it again. Now the video starts glitching out, and everything freezes up. I try restarting again. Same story. Again.
...This time, it doesn't even POST. The screen has weird, slowly brightening static on the left side. What the HELL?!
Worst of all, not only am I pretty sure my warranty has expired by now, but its terms specifically exclude damage due to accident or non-Dell-approved software or hardware, and I'm pretty sure installing Windows XP on it from the get-go and having apple juice spilled on it a few months ago would be ample reason for them to dismiss any claim I'd make.
GODDAMMIT and I wanted to take it to AC, too!
[UPDATE]
So close, yet so far...
In taking apart my laptop according to the directions, I had to remove the palm rest to get at the optical drive (to check if it had power problems since it doesn't show to the system), and the display panel to get the palm rest all the way off.
Pity that two crucial screws are so firmly cemented in there (probably by apple juice residue) that even my most careful attempts stripped the heads, so now I can't finish taking it apart and cleaning it.
I'll have to figure out a date and time to get to a repair place, somewhere where they have the tools to deal with stripped screws. Because at the moment, I'm just screwed.
At least I managed to get the heatsink/fan assembly taken off and cleaned; if the video card's overheating that'd certainly explain part of what's going on.
[FINAL UPDATE]
*SIGH* Nothing. Back together, start it up... same screen, staticky vertical bars that gradually get brighter, and nothing more. Repair shop it is. If nothing else I need to salvage the hard drive, put it in a USB enclosure or something--I don't have anything not backed up at all, but some of the writings and saved games I'd REALLY hate to lose my latest modifications to.
...So for some reason World of Warcraft was having trouble starting up on my laptop. So I reboot, try to start it again. Now the video starts glitching out, and everything freezes up. I try restarting again. Same story. Again.
...This time, it doesn't even POST. The screen has weird, slowly brightening static on the left side. What the HELL?!
Worst of all, not only am I pretty sure my warranty has expired by now, but its terms specifically exclude damage due to accident or non-Dell-approved software or hardware, and I'm pretty sure installing Windows XP on it from the get-go and having apple juice spilled on it a few months ago would be ample reason for them to dismiss any claim I'd make.
GODDAMMIT and I wanted to take it to AC, too!
[UPDATE]
So close, yet so far...
In taking apart my laptop according to the directions, I had to remove the palm rest to get at the optical drive (to check if it had power problems since it doesn't show to the system), and the display panel to get the palm rest all the way off.
Pity that two crucial screws are so firmly cemented in there (probably by apple juice residue) that even my most careful attempts stripped the heads, so now I can't finish taking it apart and cleaning it.
I'll have to figure out a date and time to get to a repair place, somewhere where they have the tools to deal with stripped screws. Because at the moment, I'm just screwed.
At least I managed to get the heatsink/fan assembly taken off and cleaned; if the video card's overheating that'd certainly explain part of what's going on.
[FINAL UPDATE]
*SIGH* Nothing. Back together, start it up... same screen, staticky vertical bars that gradually get brighter, and nothing more. Repair shop it is. If nothing else I need to salvage the hard drive, put it in a USB enclosure or something--I don't have anything not backed up at all, but some of the writings and saved games I'd REALLY hate to lose my latest modifications to.
GAH.
Posted 16 years agoA while back, I thought I'd lent out my copy of Watchmen because I couldn't find it, but couldn't remember who I'd lent it out to, and asked about it on my LJ and FA journals.
It was just on a shelf I hadn't looked on.
RARGHLE.
It was just on a shelf I hadn't looked on.
RARGHLE.
Galaxy Dreams
Posted 16 years agoI dreamt of something like Spore.
You could play anywhere from a single planet, out to a galaxy. Only your home planet always had a really odd being on it that lurked in the darkness, I think its name was something like "Poo-po U'po'a." It was like an immense purple octopus with a million tentacles that covered the entire other side of your world. You could, in fact, be snatched by it and end up in its belly, which was a whole other quest to get out of (your avatar as in some games but definitely not Spore, could not die no matter what you did).
If it succeeded in its task, it would devour your entire world. And then migrate to your sun and start devouring your system. And then migrate to the galactic core and start devouring the entire galaxy.
The funny thing was, this was actually a way of defeating the monster, by letting it win. Because once you saw the cutscene of the monster eating the whole rest of the galaxy, it dissolved into a (rather impressive) display of special effects, where the galaxy became a swirling blue toroid, lopsided, that spun twistwise and eventually exploded into the galaxy as it was before Poo-po U'po'a started devouring it. Except that your home system was now a "developers' test system" with your homeworld plus one of every resource-rich "crystal world," each of which resembled a crystal gem and was named after a particular metal.
There was also somehow a way to get Poo-po U'po'a to explode after devouring just your world, which resulted in similarly awesome resource deposits all over it. It was spectacularly difficult since you had to defeat him as a normal creature (with a spaceship).
The earlier part of the dreamgame was me playing as a relatively normal avatar on one of these worlds. There was a place where I lived, and at one end of the street was a church with food stockpiles, and at the other end was a supermarket, and there was an odd launcher that used ramps to get people on top of buildings, from which they would float down. You could also drive a car up a ramp to get on top. I had to go through a turnstile to get into a launcher, but apparently the pass I was given by a kind old lady had in fact expired the previous month... and several years ago.
And occasionally there would be tough monsters called "Spawn of Poo-po U'po'a..."
Oh, and a kindly grandma-esque cook who would tell you not to go beyond a certain point, as that's where The Beast (I really don't have to type that name again, do I?) lurked. Even making eye-camera contact with it could trigger it to reach out and pull you in.
And my stomach burns like the cheap pizza I had yesterday. Maybe greasy food really is the key to interesting dreams.
You could play anywhere from a single planet, out to a galaxy. Only your home planet always had a really odd being on it that lurked in the darkness, I think its name was something like "Poo-po U'po'a." It was like an immense purple octopus with a million tentacles that covered the entire other side of your world. You could, in fact, be snatched by it and end up in its belly, which was a whole other quest to get out of (your avatar as in some games but definitely not Spore, could not die no matter what you did).
If it succeeded in its task, it would devour your entire world. And then migrate to your sun and start devouring your system. And then migrate to the galactic core and start devouring the entire galaxy.
The funny thing was, this was actually a way of defeating the monster, by letting it win. Because once you saw the cutscene of the monster eating the whole rest of the galaxy, it dissolved into a (rather impressive) display of special effects, where the galaxy became a swirling blue toroid, lopsided, that spun twistwise and eventually exploded into the galaxy as it was before Poo-po U'po'a started devouring it. Except that your home system was now a "developers' test system" with your homeworld plus one of every resource-rich "crystal world," each of which resembled a crystal gem and was named after a particular metal.
There was also somehow a way to get Poo-po U'po'a to explode after devouring just your world, which resulted in similarly awesome resource deposits all over it. It was spectacularly difficult since you had to defeat him as a normal creature (with a spaceship).
The earlier part of the dreamgame was me playing as a relatively normal avatar on one of these worlds. There was a place where I lived, and at one end of the street was a church with food stockpiles, and at the other end was a supermarket, and there was an odd launcher that used ramps to get people on top of buildings, from which they would float down. You could also drive a car up a ramp to get on top. I had to go through a turnstile to get into a launcher, but apparently the pass I was given by a kind old lady had in fact expired the previous month... and several years ago.
And occasionally there would be tough monsters called "Spawn of Poo-po U'po'a..."
Oh, and a kindly grandma-esque cook who would tell you not to go beyond a certain point, as that's where The Beast (I really don't have to type that name again, do I?) lurked. Even making eye-camera contact with it could trigger it to reach out and pull you in.
And my stomach burns like the cheap pizza I had yesterday. Maybe greasy food really is the key to interesting dreams.
A recommendation
Posted 16 years agoChecklist
Posted 16 years agoThings I have lent out to people... for which I can't remember who borrowed what, and would really like to know.
I would like them back ONLY if you've finished with them; otherwise just let me know who you are and keep on experiencing them. Because they ARE awesome and I want you to finish them.
In approximate order of when I vaguely remember lending them out.
1) Transmetropolitan... I think 'tis a complete set, but I do recall one of the volumes getting lost somewhere along the way and don't remember whether or not it ended up getting replaced.
2) Phoenix Wright #1, 2, and 3. Posted about this set before... only tentatively positive response I got turned out he actually owned them himself, and only had two out of three. (I know who borrowed #4... and don't worry, just keep it until you're finished. :3 )
3) Watchmen. I'm actually 95% certain I know who borrowed this--and if I'm right, I'll only have a little over three months till I return the books *I* borrowed and get that one back. I'd just like confirmation.
I would like them back ONLY if you've finished with them; otherwise just let me know who you are and keep on experiencing them. Because they ARE awesome and I want you to finish them.
In approximate order of when I vaguely remember lending them out.
1) Transmetropolitan... I think 'tis a complete set, but I do recall one of the volumes getting lost somewhere along the way and don't remember whether or not it ended up getting replaced.
2) Phoenix Wright #1, 2, and 3. Posted about this set before... only tentatively positive response I got turned out he actually owned them himself, and only had two out of three. (I know who borrowed #4... and don't worry, just keep it until you're finished. :3 )
3) Watchmen. I'm actually 95% certain I know who borrowed this--and if I'm right, I'll only have a little over three months till I return the books *I* borrowed and get that one back. I'd just like confirmation.
Pushing the sickness journal down...
Posted 16 years ago...because Alex and I are both feeling a lot better, Alex stayed an extra four days to make up for the days we spent under the weather, and he's now on the train back to Michigan (or else delayed considerably--he said 48 hours, and the train left at 4:45pm Friday. Well, about half an hour delayed from THAT, actually. :P )
Sickness
Posted 17 years agoSo... both Alex and I are sick, which kinda blows off the whole food poisoning theory. I had an absolutely horrendous day yesterday, but we both seem to be getting better.
He's absolutely PISSED at Amtrak because their "customer service" isn't sympathetic (big surprise there) to our plight, and sees a pattern of horrible happenings because first he makes a trip to Anthrocon and somehow blows out his shoulder halfway through the convention... and now this, spending 48 hours in cramped conditions only to have the vacation he'd been planning for months largely ruined by both of us getting sick.
I still hold out hope that we'll be able to have some time to do the things we wanted; he was able to get his ticket transferred from next Monday to next Friday, to give us some extra days.
Graphic descriptions of our symptoms follow; if you don't want to read them, don't scroll down.
Yesterday I was largely laid up in bed, shivering under lots of blankets, sipping water and Gatorade to try to replace lost fluids and salts. What we've been going through this whole time is violent, barely-controllable explosions from both ends of our digestive tract.
But the vomiting has mostly stopped, and I must say, one of the good things about being a babyfur is that when I get sick with uncontrollable diarrhea, I have diapers on hand to keep contaminants contained. We had to buy some larger size Depends for Alex though, since his butt is bigger than mine.
He's absolutely PISSED at Amtrak because their "customer service" isn't sympathetic (big surprise there) to our plight, and sees a pattern of horrible happenings because first he makes a trip to Anthrocon and somehow blows out his shoulder halfway through the convention... and now this, spending 48 hours in cramped conditions only to have the vacation he'd been planning for months largely ruined by both of us getting sick.
I still hold out hope that we'll be able to have some time to do the things we wanted; he was able to get his ticket transferred from next Monday to next Friday, to give us some extra days.
Graphic descriptions of our symptoms follow; if you don't want to read them, don't scroll down.
Yesterday I was largely laid up in bed, shivering under lots of blankets, sipping water and Gatorade to try to replace lost fluids and salts. What we've been going through this whole time is violent, barely-controllable explosions from both ends of our digestive tract.
But the vomiting has mostly stopped, and I must say, one of the good things about being a babyfur is that when I get sick with uncontrollable diarrhea, I have diapers on hand to keep contaminants contained. We had to buy some larger size Depends for Alex though, since his butt is bigger than mine.
Alex Reynard Cometh
Posted 17 years agoSo Alex Reynard has come to visit me for a week. He arrived by train at 2:45... utterly exhausted and sick with some manner of digestive problems, probably stemming from food poisoning or bad restroom sanitation. I'll spare you the gory details, but he's hopefully on the mend, taking in plenty of fluids and getting lots of rest.
And no sooner did he set his stuff down in my apartment than we were whisked off to Tacki and Kiffin's house for role-playing games, and just got home a bit ago. We shall soon be hitting the hay.
And no sooner did he set his stuff down in my apartment than we were whisked off to Tacki and Kiffin's house for role-playing games, and just got home a bit ago. We shall soon be hitting the hay.
Travel
Posted 17 years agoI've had barely any time for internet connections in the past 48 hours of travel. First from Seattle to Seatac, then to Mom and Dad's house in southern Virginia, and now up to Aunt Val's in northern Virginia. GAH.
Happy holidays to everyone, and I apologize if I can't wish them over the phone or otherwise directly all that soon. *HUGS*
Happy holidays to everyone, and I apologize if I can't wish them over the phone or otherwise directly all that soon. *HUGS*
Missed PMs?
Posted 17 years agoI'm showing "3N" in the message tally for FA, but I can't find more than two unread messages in my inbox. Moreover, the count was 4N yesterday and I found one in the TRASH, which I'd never seen, much less deleted. If you've messaged me in the past few days and haven't gotten a response, please copy it to my email at alfadorfox {shift-2} gmail {unshifted->} com.
Ultra-social weekends!
Posted 17 years agoSo apparently last weekend's Rainfurrest excursion was not enough for my social life. Friday, I returned to my regular roleplaying group (the Call of Cthulhu session they'd done in my absence was in canon as a nightmare of one of the party members) and had lots of fun and delicious lasagna made by Caytlin.
Then Saturday I spend the evening, far into the wee hours of the morning, first generating a character for a different group's campaign (Star Wars system in the Star Fox galaxy!), starting at the same level as the rest of the group--level 10, the highest level I've ever had a character for in a tabletop system. But wait! Around noon that same day, my brother had come over wanting to hang out... and in a wonderful bit of nostalgia, we played a bunch of Super Mario Bros. 3 together, just as we'd used to do years 'pon years ago.
Then Sunday, I ran a cute bronze dragon hatchling through Shadowfang Keep--though Lupiko the Tauren Druid is higher level, the AoE stylings of Shisno the Sin'dorei Blood Knight make for much faster clearing of Azeroth instances. And then Sam invites me over for dinner and anime, so we order Indian and I watch Haibane Renmei while being distracted by her playing Spore on my laptop.
So yeah... LOADS of social time. And the only time I felt I was having too much of it, was Rainfurrest's Saturday babyfur party. I couldn't define quite what I was feeling except as "overstimulated," I just needed some more sedate time to myself around then.
And now I am EXHAUSTED from work. I didn't even do anything strenuous on mind nor body... I just haven't been able to get to bed on time for a while. I'm going to go take a nap, I think. I found myself almost dozing at my desk, so I obviously haven't gotten enough sleep.
Lastly, I got Disgaea for the DS today. Why, in cases meant for distribution in the U.S. and (apparently) Canada... do they put the manual at the back of the stack, the Health and Safety Warning which by now everybody's seen in the middle... and the FRENCH manual on top?! I mean, every other video game manual I've seen with multilingual translations has them all bound together!! Did I get a cartridge that was supposed to be sent to Quebec or something?!
Then Saturday I spend the evening, far into the wee hours of the morning, first generating a character for a different group's campaign (Star Wars system in the Star Fox galaxy!), starting at the same level as the rest of the group--level 10, the highest level I've ever had a character for in a tabletop system. But wait! Around noon that same day, my brother had come over wanting to hang out... and in a wonderful bit of nostalgia, we played a bunch of Super Mario Bros. 3 together, just as we'd used to do years 'pon years ago.
Then Sunday, I ran a cute bronze dragon hatchling through Shadowfang Keep--though Lupiko the Tauren Druid is higher level, the AoE stylings of Shisno the Sin'dorei Blood Knight make for much faster clearing of Azeroth instances. And then Sam invites me over for dinner and anime, so we order Indian and I watch Haibane Renmei while being distracted by her playing Spore on my laptop.
So yeah... LOADS of social time. And the only time I felt I was having too much of it, was Rainfurrest's Saturday babyfur party. I couldn't define quite what I was feeling except as "overstimulated," I just needed some more sedate time to myself around then.
And now I am EXHAUSTED from work. I didn't even do anything strenuous on mind nor body... I just haven't been able to get to bed on time for a while. I'm going to go take a nap, I think. I found myself almost dozing at my desk, so I obviously haven't gotten enough sleep.
Lastly, I got Disgaea for the DS today. Why, in cases meant for distribution in the U.S. and (apparently) Canada... do they put the manual at the back of the stack, the Health and Safety Warning which by now everybody's seen in the middle... and the FRENCH manual on top?! I mean, every other video game manual I've seen with multilingual translations has them all bound together!! Did I get a cartridge that was supposed to be sent to Quebec or something?!
SPORE
Posted 17 years agoReposted from Livejournal.
http://www.spore.com/view/profile/Alfador
I've been in lineups for games before... but never FIRST in line.
I thought that arriving by 9:00am to a store that opened at 11:00am would ensure that I'd at least be near the front of the line.
I was first to the Pacific Place EB Games to get Spore. Galactic Edition and the DS Creatures game.
Good thing I brought Watchmen to read. I'm almost halfway through already, starting this morning.
Why am I not installing Spore as we speak?
Because though it's looking like we might not run Karazhan this week again, I don't want to be another raider who skips out without warning.
Heck, I've got Christmas plane tickets to organize among Mom and my brother, and there's a National Geographic DVD in the Galactic Edition that won't watch itself. :3 I'm not going to go hungry here.
Speaking of food... Beecher's fresh cheese curds are addictive and will obliterate any effort I make in Wii Fit. @_@
http://www.spore.com/view/profile/Alfador
I've been in lineups for games before... but never FIRST in line.
I thought that arriving by 9:00am to a store that opened at 11:00am would ensure that I'd at least be near the front of the line.
I was first to the Pacific Place EB Games to get Spore. Galactic Edition and the DS Creatures game.
Good thing I brought Watchmen to read. I'm almost halfway through already, starting this morning.
Why am I not installing Spore as we speak?
Because though it's looking like we might not run Karazhan this week again, I don't want to be another raider who skips out without warning.
Heck, I've got Christmas plane tickets to organize among Mom and my brother, and there's a National Geographic DVD in the Galactic Edition that won't watch itself. :3 I'm not going to go hungry here.
Speaking of food... Beecher's fresh cheese curds are addictive and will obliterate any effort I make in Wii Fit. @_@
Meeting and parting
Posted 17 years ago
zephontsol stayed overnight at my apartment last night. It was his last chance to be with a good friend before leaving for Korea for a year.Both of us agree that it wasn't enough time. We watched a movie, we played games, some of which were gifts from him (I gave him specific plushies, much appreciated), we talked a lot, we snuggled, but it still felt far too brief.
I accompanied him to the airport, where I got a good look at the kind of hassles military folk have to go through when traveling--they'd given him orders and reservations for a flight, but not told him what airline he had to check in with, nor even how to find out. We eventually had to wait around for the destination and time to pop up on the Departures board. Then the airline said he needed a passport when supposedly his military ID should suffice--turns out it does suffice but nobody told the kind lady behind the Delta Airlines counter until she asked three other people for help.
He was so stressed, and I'm just glad I was there to comfort him, and that the military bullshit won't last forever for him.
Zeph, you're an awesome friend and I love you. *hugs*
In other news, the birthday present I ordered for my Dad got delivered to me instead, despite my calling them and getting supposed confirmation that the DVD set would be sent to Dad's address. >:(
Anthrocon part 2: Mechanical failure boogaloo!
Posted 17 years agoFinally, an airport with a real free wireless connection!! (P.S. I GUESS NOT. It dropped me from the connection and now the network isn't even showing up. Hm, maybe they just overloaded from all the travelers trying to make connections... gah, did I just make an airport pun?!)
Continuing from my previous entry. I did indeed make it to the fursuit parade, and in fact got almost all of it on video with my camera. Tripod? Um... Okay, so my hands weren't exactly steady for a while, and I did get rather unprofessionally silly at a few points, but I'll find some way of getting it online. I'm sure I wasn't the only person recording the fursuit parade, and others no doubt had tripods... but still, I could see if that Youtube account I vaguely remember having works out.
Most of Saturday was spent blowing wads of cash in the Dealer's Den and hanging out with friends I either hadn't seen in a year, or hadn't seen ever. You know how it is with Anthrcon. ;)
At 6:30, our room hosted a pizza party with oodles of pizzas graciously donated by Jery Softpaw. Thanks, Jery!! When the time got closer to 8:30, Alex and I headed out to watch the comedy stylings of 2 the Ranting Gryphon and Jibba Foxcoon. As Sponsors, we got to sit in the front seven rows (think we were in the fifth row back) and wait in the short Sponsor/Supersponsor line instead of the amazingly long line for peasants. XD
It was utterly awesome. Alex and I found Kinky Turtle in the line and pored over his sketchbook of wonder! Then the show itself was merry and mirthful as well. Afterward, many of us (Alex and I included) saw fit to crowd into a nearby room with far less seating (the Ballroom had to be vacated for the dance) to watch 2, Kage, Jibba, Prismo, and a long-haired "scapegoat" engage in gut-busting drunken improv. Incredibly, Cargo Weasel had saved us some seats in the front row! There were only two, so Alex and KT sat in the chairs and I got the floor right in front of Alex, which was still cool. There, I met Axiom for the first time!!
After side-splitting improv stylings, Alex apparently acquired a souvenir in the form of a cork wrapper from one of Kage's wine bottles. I lost track of Alex and KT at that point, and Cargo and Axiom led me to the stairway in the ballroom. As we approached, we noted the flashing lights, thumping music, whirling glowsticks, and green lasers at the front of the ballroom. Having just had a cup of water, we thought, "What the hell?" And so we danced. It was great.
When we made it back to the room, the party was winding down and KT had sketchbooks out for the delighted perusal of Alex and I. They were busily sketching in each others'.
Sunday began with another delve into the Dealer's Den, in which Alex met an artist he'd been wanting to meet, completely at random at the concession stand. We walked together for a bit before splitting off, Alex and I heading towards the Robofurs panel while the artist (whose name I can't remember, though I'm sure Alex would be swift to remind me) went off to another.
The robot doggies and dinosaur were adorable!!
We went to the Iron Author judging and readings, where we discovered that Alex had totally misinterpreted the spirit of the competition. He scored an 18 out of 25, the highest score of all the submissions. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately), this was due to his story being too entertaining and good... the competition was to make the WORST story ever made, and apparently even Alex's "Grimbly Snooker Blaghnummy" stylings are too hilarity-inducing to be truly awful. The "winners" that were read aloud used enormous amounts of clichés of bad writing. Now that Alex knows what they're looking for, I think he'll have something actually wretched next year... which will still entertain at least me.
After that we returned to the room, where I remembered I'd wanted to introduce Alex to Phoenix Wright. He got partway into the second case before leaving it to pack his bags, so that may be a good sign. :)
Soon enough, though the party was in full swing, Alex had to leave to catch his train. I accompanied him to the train station so we could chat right up to the goodbye by the platform. No movie wave *from* the platform though, we just parted at the doorway onto the platform. We hope to meet up again sooner than Anthrocon 2009, somehow.
After I returned, I carefully packed my bags, ending up in bed at 1:30am with the full knowledge that I would have to wake up at 4:30 to make the bus to the airport and be there 2 hours before the departure time.
Unlike some previous trips, I had absolutely no problems with security, no problems catching the bus to the airport (well, I didn't quite know where the stop was, but I asked some people walking around and found it with minutes to spare before the bus arrived), and everything seems to be going smoothly.
I just hope that I didn't leave anything in the room, or forget anything else, and that my luggage doesn't get lost. I already forgot a plushie I'd wanted to bring (still at home, not left in the hotel, to clarify) and left behind some XL size diapers to leave enough room in my luggage for all the items I bought at AC. And I thought I'd forgotten toothpaste, but merely didn't recognize the tube when I first opened my hygiene kit.
And now I'm at the airport, and they're probably going to board the flight any time. I'll post this, then check the departure time for any delays.
If I had to complain about one thing about Anthrocon, it would be Pittsburgh water. Tasted like chlorine and blood. Next year it might be a good idea to try to snag some bottled water from the CVS down the street soon after arriving (no way am I going to use up travel weight on that, not on an airplane. On a camel, maybe... ;) ).
P.P.S. <lj-cut text="OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD.">Apparently things were going so well with my return flight that Murphy just HAD to step in somewhere.
As we were taxiing out, the pilot said that there would be a short delay as the wing flaps were not responding properly and they had to get maintenance out there. No problem for me, as I had a nice book to read. (Still have some left unread, too.) Then he came on again, apologizing for the delay, saying the maintenance staff had rebooted the flight control computer and the flaps appeared to be working properly again. Zoom, we were up in the air.
Then the plane made some funny motions. I heard the engine whine get lower pitched and felt us slow down. Soon the voice again came on the speakers... saying that the flaps were again having problems and we would have to return to Pittsburgh.
They said it wasn't going to be anything dangerous. I braced for impact. The landing was as smooth as any other, though the approach had me trembling as much as the plane was.
Then we were directed to a "Special Service Desk" to be told just how long we would have to wait for another flight. Honestly, though? The half-hour (or so it felt like) wait in the line was the worst of the waiting; now that I know my flight will leave at 2:20pm (about an hour before I was supposed to get in to Sea-Tac originally) and get me to my home state around 9:00, I'm much less stressed. After all, I have my laptop, an internet connection, and have spent a $10 voucher on a tasty sandwich (plus orange juice and a cookie, since they couldn't give me any change. Came to $9.38 total--close enough). I'm going to be okay.
So is my suitcase--theoretically.
After getting food from Quizno's, I was approached by two guys in sweaters (one with various religious symbols patched on it that marked him as a member of some variant of Judeo-Christian tradition) who, all abuzz with curiousity, wanted to know about furry (given that I am wearing my ears and they probably had heard of Anthrocon from other people in the airport today and yesterday, this was no surprise). I did my best to explain the diversity of beliefs that the furry fandom holds, and, to my surprise, they did not try to badger me into joining their religion. They simply explained their point of view on spirituality, and expressed a hope that I would one day agree with them and "be saved."
Nicest airport proselytizers EVAR! I didn't feel any pressure from them, it felt like just a simple exchange of views.
Anyways, my sub is getting cold, so here's hoping I'll be able to post this now (before I boarded the first flight, the airport network dropped the connection, as I mentioned above, so I initially planned to repost it when I got home... but then I had to relate the mini-disaster. XD) instead of the network dropping me again, as I have now mentioned three times in an increasingly irritating recursive reference. Hmm. Perhaps if I make even more convoluted logic, in addition to various obscure references and puns, I could be a contender in Iron Author for next year.
Aaaaand now I have a bunch of submissions to get through when I get home. No way am I going to look at some of these in an airport. (if only it were an airpornt.)
Continuing from my previous entry. I did indeed make it to the fursuit parade, and in fact got almost all of it on video with my camera. Tripod? Um... Okay, so my hands weren't exactly steady for a while, and I did get rather unprofessionally silly at a few points, but I'll find some way of getting it online. I'm sure I wasn't the only person recording the fursuit parade, and others no doubt had tripods... but still, I could see if that Youtube account I vaguely remember having works out.
Most of Saturday was spent blowing wads of cash in the Dealer's Den and hanging out with friends I either hadn't seen in a year, or hadn't seen ever. You know how it is with Anthrcon. ;)
At 6:30, our room hosted a pizza party with oodles of pizzas graciously donated by Jery Softpaw. Thanks, Jery!! When the time got closer to 8:30, Alex and I headed out to watch the comedy stylings of 2 the Ranting Gryphon and Jibba Foxcoon. As Sponsors, we got to sit in the front seven rows (think we were in the fifth row back) and wait in the short Sponsor/Supersponsor line instead of the amazingly long line for peasants. XD
It was utterly awesome. Alex and I found Kinky Turtle in the line and pored over his sketchbook of wonder! Then the show itself was merry and mirthful as well. Afterward, many of us (Alex and I included) saw fit to crowd into a nearby room with far less seating (the Ballroom had to be vacated for the dance) to watch 2, Kage, Jibba, Prismo, and a long-haired "scapegoat" engage in gut-busting drunken improv. Incredibly, Cargo Weasel had saved us some seats in the front row! There were only two, so Alex and KT sat in the chairs and I got the floor right in front of Alex, which was still cool. There, I met Axiom for the first time!!
After side-splitting improv stylings, Alex apparently acquired a souvenir in the form of a cork wrapper from one of Kage's wine bottles. I lost track of Alex and KT at that point, and Cargo and Axiom led me to the stairway in the ballroom. As we approached, we noted the flashing lights, thumping music, whirling glowsticks, and green lasers at the front of the ballroom. Having just had a cup of water, we thought, "What the hell?" And so we danced. It was great.
When we made it back to the room, the party was winding down and KT had sketchbooks out for the delighted perusal of Alex and I. They were busily sketching in each others'.
Sunday began with another delve into the Dealer's Den, in which Alex met an artist he'd been wanting to meet, completely at random at the concession stand. We walked together for a bit before splitting off, Alex and I heading towards the Robofurs panel while the artist (whose name I can't remember, though I'm sure Alex would be swift to remind me) went off to another.
The robot doggies and dinosaur were adorable!!
We went to the Iron Author judging and readings, where we discovered that Alex had totally misinterpreted the spirit of the competition. He scored an 18 out of 25, the highest score of all the submissions. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately), this was due to his story being too entertaining and good... the competition was to make the WORST story ever made, and apparently even Alex's "Grimbly Snooker Blaghnummy" stylings are too hilarity-inducing to be truly awful. The "winners" that were read aloud used enormous amounts of clichés of bad writing. Now that Alex knows what they're looking for, I think he'll have something actually wretched next year... which will still entertain at least me.
After that we returned to the room, where I remembered I'd wanted to introduce Alex to Phoenix Wright. He got partway into the second case before leaving it to pack his bags, so that may be a good sign. :)
Soon enough, though the party was in full swing, Alex had to leave to catch his train. I accompanied him to the train station so we could chat right up to the goodbye by the platform. No movie wave *from* the platform though, we just parted at the doorway onto the platform. We hope to meet up again sooner than Anthrocon 2009, somehow.
After I returned, I carefully packed my bags, ending up in bed at 1:30am with the full knowledge that I would have to wake up at 4:30 to make the bus to the airport and be there 2 hours before the departure time.
Unlike some previous trips, I had absolutely no problems with security, no problems catching the bus to the airport (well, I didn't quite know where the stop was, but I asked some people walking around and found it with minutes to spare before the bus arrived), and everything seems to be going smoothly.
I just hope that I didn't leave anything in the room, or forget anything else, and that my luggage doesn't get lost. I already forgot a plushie I'd wanted to bring (still at home, not left in the hotel, to clarify) and left behind some XL size diapers to leave enough room in my luggage for all the items I bought at AC. And I thought I'd forgotten toothpaste, but merely didn't recognize the tube when I first opened my hygiene kit.
And now I'm at the airport, and they're probably going to board the flight any time. I'll post this, then check the departure time for any delays.
If I had to complain about one thing about Anthrocon, it would be Pittsburgh water. Tasted like chlorine and blood. Next year it might be a good idea to try to snag some bottled water from the CVS down the street soon after arriving (no way am I going to use up travel weight on that, not on an airplane. On a camel, maybe... ;) ).
P.P.S. <lj-cut text="OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD.">Apparently things were going so well with my return flight that Murphy just HAD to step in somewhere.
As we were taxiing out, the pilot said that there would be a short delay as the wing flaps were not responding properly and they had to get maintenance out there. No problem for me, as I had a nice book to read. (Still have some left unread, too.) Then he came on again, apologizing for the delay, saying the maintenance staff had rebooted the flight control computer and the flaps appeared to be working properly again. Zoom, we were up in the air.
Then the plane made some funny motions. I heard the engine whine get lower pitched and felt us slow down. Soon the voice again came on the speakers... saying that the flaps were again having problems and we would have to return to Pittsburgh.
They said it wasn't going to be anything dangerous. I braced for impact. The landing was as smooth as any other, though the approach had me trembling as much as the plane was.
Then we were directed to a "Special Service Desk" to be told just how long we would have to wait for another flight. Honestly, though? The half-hour (or so it felt like) wait in the line was the worst of the waiting; now that I know my flight will leave at 2:20pm (about an hour before I was supposed to get in to Sea-Tac originally) and get me to my home state around 9:00, I'm much less stressed. After all, I have my laptop, an internet connection, and have spent a $10 voucher on a tasty sandwich (plus orange juice and a cookie, since they couldn't give me any change. Came to $9.38 total--close enough). I'm going to be okay.
So is my suitcase--theoretically.
After getting food from Quizno's, I was approached by two guys in sweaters (one with various religious symbols patched on it that marked him as a member of some variant of Judeo-Christian tradition) who, all abuzz with curiousity, wanted to know about furry (given that I am wearing my ears and they probably had heard of Anthrocon from other people in the airport today and yesterday, this was no surprise). I did my best to explain the diversity of beliefs that the furry fandom holds, and, to my surprise, they did not try to badger me into joining their religion. They simply explained their point of view on spirituality, and expressed a hope that I would one day agree with them and "be saved."
Nicest airport proselytizers EVAR! I didn't feel any pressure from them, it felt like just a simple exchange of views.
Anyways, my sub is getting cold, so here's hoping I'll be able to post this now (before I boarded the first flight, the airport network dropped the connection, as I mentioned above, so I initially planned to repost it when I got home... but then I had to relate the mini-disaster. XD) instead of the network dropping me again, as I have now mentioned three times in an increasingly irritating recursive reference. Hmm. Perhaps if I make even more convoluted logic, in addition to various obscure references and puns, I could be a contender in Iron Author for next year.
Aaaaand now I have a bunch of submissions to get through when I get home. No way am I going to look at some of these in an airport. (if only it were an airpornt.)
Anthrocon!
Posted 17 years agoJust some quick notes on things that happened.
Thursday I got in at 2:30 in the morning, crashed at the Omni, then later on woke up and had breakfast with a bunch of other babyfurs, then meandered over to the Westin to check in to our suite. It is a sweet suite.
Later Thursday,
alexreynard arrived, I introduced him to Portal, and we all watched Horton Hears a Who, among other activities. I fell asleep while Alex was trying to find the blue sphere.
Friday we went out for breakfast, and before we knew it it was time to go see WALL-E. :3 (one of the) BEST MOVIE EVAR!
By the time we got back, the Dealer's Den was closed, so I didn't even get in there at all Friday. We did get back in time for Alex to begin the Iron Author competition, and I shudder to read what horrors he hath wrought upon the world. (The contest is to create the worst story ever written. Not badly spelled or difficult to read the font... but horrifyingly awful in a train-wreck way, like the Eye of Argon.)
Then we went to the Cub Hub on the 19th floor for a loud and hot party with free food. We soon returned to our less crowded room for card games and chatting.
Today I went to breakfast and then over to the Dealer's Den, bought a fox plushie, Kage DVD, and a load of porn, and am scouting for artists to do badges for me. Also I bought a Super Nintendo for $30, but the games were all way more expensive. I probably will just get Earthbound for Virtual Console but am seriously contemplating grabbing Chrono Trigger even though it's a whopping $80. @_@ The SNES itself was a no-brainer at that pricetag, but rare games I probably should shop around for, wait for a good price on eBay or something. Rash decisions are what a convention is all about, but I have my limits.
Now I need to zoom over to see the fursuit parade. Boing-Zoom!
Thursday I got in at 2:30 in the morning, crashed at the Omni, then later on woke up and had breakfast with a bunch of other babyfurs, then meandered over to the Westin to check in to our suite. It is a sweet suite.
Later Thursday,
alexreynard arrived, I introduced him to Portal, and we all watched Horton Hears a Who, among other activities. I fell asleep while Alex was trying to find the blue sphere.Friday we went out for breakfast, and before we knew it it was time to go see WALL-E. :3 (one of the) BEST MOVIE EVAR!
By the time we got back, the Dealer's Den was closed, so I didn't even get in there at all Friday. We did get back in time for Alex to begin the Iron Author competition, and I shudder to read what horrors he hath wrought upon the world. (The contest is to create the worst story ever written. Not badly spelled or difficult to read the font... but horrifyingly awful in a train-wreck way, like the Eye of Argon.)
Then we went to the Cub Hub on the 19th floor for a loud and hot party with free food. We soon returned to our less crowded room for card games and chatting.
Today I went to breakfast and then over to the Dealer's Den, bought a fox plushie, Kage DVD, and a load of porn, and am scouting for artists to do badges for me. Also I bought a Super Nintendo for $30, but the games were all way more expensive. I probably will just get Earthbound for Virtual Console but am seriously contemplating grabbing Chrono Trigger even though it's a whopping $80. @_@ The SNES itself was a no-brainer at that pricetag, but rare games I probably should shop around for, wait for a good price on eBay or something. Rash decisions are what a convention is all about, but I have my limits.
Now I need to zoom over to see the fursuit parade. Boing-Zoom!
NSFW video about the First of May!
Posted 17 years agoDream Diary
Posted 17 years agoOkay, last night I dreamed I was extra in a long-running cartoon kids' show about a family (what other kind is there?) The story was reminiscent of "101 Dalmatians," though apparently both familys of nonevs could talk and be understood by the humans (or they might've been anthros, I can't remember). There was a clockwork vixen who had adopted a living pup, and the camera view gradually faded into her sight to show that it was in black and white, but "fuzziness" of a boundary eg. fur was represented as sharp spikes in the lineart of her vision. She was very kind and loving but would only allow certain people to touch her. I assumed I was one of those people because I was snuggling her, but apparently I was not part of the universe, since she reacted loudly "Get OFF me [insert Tourette's-esque-but-still-kid-friendly-stream-of-invective here)" to someone I couldn't see, but calmed down even though I still clung... as if I was a part of her ignored set of data.
I also recall a point-and-click-adventure-game-like part of the story, where I had to use coffee, vodka, gasoline, and some other substance I can't remember, in a container dance with a car and a petri dish. I spilled a little of the vodka and accidentally wiped out the bacteria civilization, though it fizzed like peroxide... so I went to reload but I just couldn't fish the saved game out with my brother yelling at me.
Oh yeah, I think my family was the humans in the cartoon. Also, I was trying on a glove that had paw claws in the fingers, but regular human glove fingers dangling off the top--somehow, those dangling extra fingers were invisible to the camera for the cartoon--at the time I woke up.
I also recall a point-and-click-adventure-game-like part of the story, where I had to use coffee, vodka, gasoline, and some other substance I can't remember, in a container dance with a car and a petri dish. I spilled a little of the vodka and accidentally wiped out the bacteria civilization, though it fizzed like peroxide... so I went to reload but I just couldn't fish the saved game out with my brother yelling at me.
Oh yeah, I think my family was the humans in the cartoon. Also, I was trying on a glove that had paw claws in the fingers, but regular human glove fingers dangling off the top--somehow, those dangling extra fingers were invisible to the camera for the cartoon--at the time I woke up.
BEST. DAY. EVAR.
Posted 17 years agoOkay, so I wake up feeling like crap. And I come in to work to find out that our single biggest bot script, responsible for something like 25% of our business, has broken because the federal government changed their website overnight without notice.
Meaning I had to rewrite the script from the ground up, by myself. By the end of the day.
Sounds like the beginning of epic fail, right? WRONG. It was the beginning of epic WIN. I freaking DID it. I stayed an hour and a half longer than usual to see the testing through to the end, and there's a few minor issues to work through in the coming days, but the job they're paying me to do got DONE.
I was a hero.
And even though I was late for Gruul's Lair for staying late at work, they still let me join after Maulgar and we had our first down of Gruul the Dragonkiller. The T4 pants token for my class didn't drop, but hell--you can't do much better than a one-shot off a face pull on your guild's first kill of a boss.
And later this evening Tomae is coming over and we will do cubby stuff. BEST. DAY. EVAR.
And I even wore my ears to work and everybody was okay with it because hey, April Fool's Day.
AND NO THIS ISN'T AN APRIL FOOL'S JOKE!!! My day actually was like this!!
Meaning I had to rewrite the script from the ground up, by myself. By the end of the day.
Sounds like the beginning of epic fail, right? WRONG. It was the beginning of epic WIN. I freaking DID it. I stayed an hour and a half longer than usual to see the testing through to the end, and there's a few minor issues to work through in the coming days, but the job they're paying me to do got DONE.
I was a hero.
And even though I was late for Gruul's Lair for staying late at work, they still let me join after Maulgar and we had our first down of Gruul the Dragonkiller. The T4 pants token for my class didn't drop, but hell--you can't do much better than a one-shot off a face pull on your guild's first kill of a boss.
And later this evening Tomae is coming over and we will do cubby stuff. BEST. DAY. EVAR.
And I even wore my ears to work and everybody was okay with it because hey, April Fool's Day.
AND NO THIS ISN'T AN APRIL FOOL'S JOKE!!! My day actually was like this!!
