Date:	2007-06-27 21:39
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	cold
Music:	KT Tunstall

Linear series of drabbles based on prompts from challenge_the 's Table A, each one of the seven deadly sins, prompts 114-120.

Spoilers for all seasons. Kara-centric, but sort of K/L. Vaguely.

X-posted to challenge_the , bsg_creative , inaqui


Title: Sins
Word count: 2364
Rating: T for lil itty bitty implied knowing in the Biblical sense.
Spoilers: All aired episodes.
Summary: She was never perfect, and maybe that was just as well.
Starts during the mini and goes from there.

( <b>Sins</b> )

Date:	2007-06-25 20:37
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	exhausted

*thud*

*is ded*

New job in addition to existing one = le tired. On the upside, it also means MORE MONEY! WOOT!

6 Days till Melbourne. yay!


( And finally got around to this meme: )

Now, sleeeeeeep...

Date:	2007-06-21 22:20
Subject:	SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Security:	Public
Mood:	hyper

*hophophophophophop*

I HAVE ADOBE ELEMENTS! HAPPYHAPPYHAPPY!!! NO MORE CRAPPY GRAPHICS FOR MEEEEEE!

*hugs shiny new computer*

What can I icon?!?!?! *hophophophophop*

Date:	2007-06-21 13:37
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	blah

Well, a week or so ago my horse spooked on the way to a paddock, the laneway, being up in the hills of Perth, has many little stones for which the suburb "Roleystone" was named, and I stacked it. Landed square on my wrist, which hurt like a biatch and I couldn't move it, and had to wait four days for X-ray. Whereupon they spirited me off to get a lovely purple fibreglass cast, and me cursing that it wasn't the other hand so I wouldn't have to do my exams. But on another note, yay! I can type at a semi-normal pace again!

I go to Melbourne in about two weeks to see my brother and his wife, and my various little cousins. Apparently also Sydney in a month due to mother's most recent rush-of-blood-to-the-head ideas that we need a weekend of "bonding" whatever she means by that...

One exam left: Japanese. With NO DICTIONARY! WOE! Put in application to drop the Econs degree and just stay witht he Asian Studies half. Should be approved I hope.

We have a German student staying with us atm. Still not clear on why... she just kind of pitched, and is staying. We found her a job, and she's really sweet. Still, I'm kind of sick of visitors. When will the house be ours again? When she leaves my friend's little brother moves in while his mum's in Croatia, because apparently his sister and brother can't be trusted to look after him well enough. THe kid's 16 for god's sake, he'd be fine. Along with him come two bewildered 15 year old Japanese schoolgirls. I'll say again: Japanese schoolgirls. They're like.... I don't have any comparison. We've had them before, many times, and arg. You have to give them permission to shower, or eat, or go to bed, or do ANYTHING! Have independent thoughts, girls! Gah.

I start my shiny new job on Saturday, and my new boss seems to actually not be a heinous cow. What an improvement on the last one.

Date:	2007-06-07 22:37
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy

Exams. Need I say more?

( Well, yes, in fact, I really do - RL ramble )

Date:	2007-05-20 16:38
Subject:	*cough* *wheeze*
Security:	Public
Mood:	sick

Ugh, I haaaate being sick. Damn Jo for giving me her uber cold of ultimate death. My head is throbbing, my limbs are disconnected from my body and the only thing I can keep down is chicken soup. I HATE chicken soup.

Waaaaah. Whinge whinge cough cough. I need an unhappy icon. Make that more icons, period. I have three. Boo.

In other news, I've inherited about ten skirts from mother dear from her giddy youth. And by giddy youth we mean a youth full of sober and proper young lady activities. The skirts are all similarly proper, but fit perfectly, no need of hemming since she's even shorter than me XD and are perfect for work. Yay. Now I don't have to spend ridiculous amounts of money on "grown-up clothes" that cost three times as much as my usual less prim attire.

One of my aunties is visiting from South Africa, which is nice. She's altering all my clothes *happy dance* I once tried hemming. I had to throw the pants out. I can't even knit. Gave it a go once, started off with a 20 stitch row, which one row later was 48 stitches, then 17, then 32, and so on. I fail utterly and completely at all things domestic.

Moved the horses yesterday, which wasn't too much of a drama, much less than I had expected. Bugs only had to be drugged a little bit, and although he had a bit of a hissy fit before hand and nearly kicked my head in, he walked onto the float with not too much fuss after that. Pawed a little bit, but didn't kick the door down like last time, which is an improvement. Sharon, who runs the place we've put them, has faithfully promised not to overfeed Herbie this time, which I will keep her to with hawk-like vigilance of poor old Herb's feet. If he founders again he'll probably die so I'm paranoid. Better he be a little lean, I think. I also need to make sure that Bugs stays separate from any and all other horses, since he turned into a killing machine last time that happened.

And I'm rambling. More pills are needed. Gah.

Date:	2007-05-13 20:11
Subject:	Really bad anime
Security:	Public
Mood:	annoyed

Ok, so I posted like half an hour ago, and this is utterly pointless but I just had lots of coffee and this got to me.

Has anyone else watched "Earth Girl Arjuna"? If so, did you find it as awful, self-serving, cliche and just plain CRAP as I am? The message is completely missing me. The episode I just watched has a guy becoming potentially fatally ill from a bloody hamburger. When he's eaten hundreds of them before, suddenly he's in mortal danger from additives and growth hormones and pesticides and preservative agents and every other buzzword the writer could think of. Ok, so pesticides bad, growth hormone bad. I get it, and incidentally I agree, but by god! With scintillating dialogue like "creatures of the earth, harmonise" said whilst she's spinning around in her own intestine cultivating the growth of her own gut bacteria, I am losing my sense of environmental responsibility! I almost want to go out and spray my vegetable garden with insecticide in retaliation. yes, retaliation to a really bad anime.

Why am I still watching?

.... excellent point. I like the music. :p And I really want to see if Juna and Tokiyo are ever gonna GET IT TOGETHER!

That is all. I think. For now.

Date:	2007-05-13 18:33
Subject:	Happy Mothers' Day!
Security:	Public
Mood:	cheerful
Music:	Placebo - Meds

To all you mums on my flist, it's mothers' day where I live, so hope you all had a nice day.

I cooked lunch for my mum, and even shanghai'd my brother Dave into doing some manner of handy-man-ery around the place. Lowlight of the day was going grocery shopping with dad. After last Christmas, I had promised myself never to do that again, but he had the credit card and I sure as hell wasn't gonna pay for gourmet ingredients, so off we went.

Holy fuck. It was worse than I remembered.

I'm not even quite sure why it pisses me off so much. Must be something I get from mum, but he makes me SO ANGRY in the supermarket. My god! I don't know HOW he can be so irritating! Asking if I really NEED that ingredient, or saying "surely this would be better?" And his strange dislike of perfectly good regular potatoes! Insisting on the purple ones that go dry and take FOREVER to cook! Or wondering if I'm following the most efficient cooking strategy! The man hasn't cooked since he was in the army, BEFORE my parents got married, 28 years ago! And THAT was with army rations, which don't really count.

And let's not get into his grocery packing. Cos putting eggs with rockmelon is a GREAT PLAN!!!!

*breathes heavily* Of course, I should be more forgiving. I realised this as the checkout chick read out the total. I paled slightly, and dear dad flourished his platinum AMEX card before my eyes. It was then that I thought, "You know, Claire, he's an engineer. This is to be expected. Cut him some slack."

Thankfully, he's used to being henpecked by the women in his life and I cooled off, leading to a lovely lunch, a happy mum, and an unbruised bank-account belonging unto me.

But next time I need to go grocery shopping like that, I'll just take the AMEX. XP

So! Happy Mothers' Day to you mums, regardless of whether it's Mothers' Day where you are or not.

And another installment of the Big Ass Fic Table. 2 down, 198 to go. Kill me.

Title: Mould
Author: inaqui
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Prompt: 101: Destiny
Claim: BSG general, Table A level Omega
Completed: 2
Rating/Warnings: K. Character death, if you squint
Summary: Kara Thrace has always been the Gods’ tool. She’s just not the right shape yet.
Notes: Spoilers for Maelstrom, but if you've avoided those up to now, I'll eat my hat.

( Ignore if not BSG inclined )

Date:	2007-05-10 22:56
Subject:	*cries*
Security:	Public
Mood:	depressed

Life sucks.

( Cut for superficial emotional splooge. Waist-deep in emo whinge. )

Date:	2007-05-06 20:20
Subject:	BSG fic - From Here To Oblivion
Security:	Public
Mood:	moody
Music:	Yoko Kanno

I don't think anyone on my flist watches BSG, so ignore...

( Prompt 159 on the Big Ass Table - Brave )

Date:	2007-05-01 00:54
Subject:	Did you know your smell has a sound?
Security:	Public
Mood:	hyper

(Testing to see if my Firefox blogging plugin actually works, sorry for potential spam while I fix it. )

And yay it does.

Tonight, I went to Dylan Moran. Live. It was the best. Thing. Ever. That man is the funniest person alive. I'm in complete and utter fangirl mode right now. I laughed so hard I think I strained something. After rehauling the computer system at internship and dealing with 3 staff off at Kumon and MANY ANNOYING CHILDREN, it was so nice to go to Burswood Casino, have some wine and laugh at an Irishman. *relaxed*

( And I can not be the only one boggled at this )

Date:	2007-04-29 22:00
Subject:	Famous last words
Security:	Public
Mood:	optimistic
Music:	Scissor sisters

Ok, so this is probably a really bad idea, what with exams, work, getting into competitions again, and all that, but what the hell. I need some motivation, and something to procrastinate with, and I've always loved biting off more than I can chew.

( Big Ass Prompt Table. Mammoth. Srsly. )

Oh holy crap, that's a lot of prompts.

ETA:

9 / 200

4.5% complete.

Date:	2007-04-25 20:06
Subject:	Happy ANZAC day. Maybe... if that's ok... I DON'T KNOW!
Security:	Public
Mood:	sleepy
Music:	Monty Python's Spamalot

See, I would say happy ANZAC day, but it just seems wrong, or disrespectful. Maybe.... contemplative ANZAC day? It just doesn't have the same ring. Anyway, *some sort of greeting* ANZAC day. If anyone even knows what it is XD

I got dragged out gay clubbing last night, which isn't my favourite pastime in the world. It's nice to be able to dance as un-chastely as one likes, if one is so inclined, and not get groped, but there's the other side of the coin, whereby you can't really meet anyone to be interested in if that's what you want. A conundrum indeed.

In other news, a plot bunny mauled me the other day, and this is the result, or at least the first chapter. Why is it my brain can't seem to think in micro, it jumps straight to macro? All my bunnies are for massively huge things that I can't even begin to fathom, but this one might actually be achievable in a timely fashion. I'm an atheist, so please don't be offended, anyone, by the mashing of any and all religions I could think of.

Title: On a Wing and a Prayer
Rating: T for teeny creepiness.
Pairing: None, yet. Probably will be canon
Word count: 3490, so long-ish
Summary:

Kagome is ordinary. Pathologically so. Being neither dull nor interesting had always been her lot in life. But when her boss is murdered and she's the prime suspect, the Universe finally decides to take notice.

But even Heaven messes it up sometimes, so the Guardian Angel she gets is an angry demi-deva with an attitude, a potty-mouth and one hell of a grudge. He's far more interested in selling her off to the highest bidder than keeping her out of jail. Or even alive.

But Kagome is finally seeing past the greyscale life she's used to, and she'll take on Heaven, Hell and everything in between for a chance at extraordinary.

Date:	2007-04-20 22:51
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	Strangely... cheerful
Music:	Scissor Sisters - Intermission

My screen was clear. Yay! No cancer for me. Should find out if it's genetic soon, and whether I have to go through this every year or just every five.

Had one of my mid-semesters yesterday, out of only two (yay!) and it was a Drama.

Date:	2007-04-15 01:37
Subject:	blah blah...
Security:	Public
Mood:	blah

Yay computer is working again. It died just after getting out of the doctor for a new DC adaptor, and now my harddrive is
online again! YAY! *confetti* Oh internet, I have missed you so...

Date:	2007-02-04 18:48
Subject:	Crisis Averted!
Security:	Public
Mood:	content
Music:	[V] - currently the new Bond theme

Ha! Well, after all the palava I went on about yesterday, today I woke up to boxes and a moving van! YES! Brother has moved out with his girlfriend! I thought they were waiting till mum came home, but I'm SO happy to be wrong. YAY!  *happy dance*


 Went on cleaning spree in celebration! It's SO nice to have the house to myself. Aaaaaah. I've got [V] blasting on the TV, feet on the couch and laptop on, coincidentally, my lap. Dogs are happy and sleeping,  the smell of Mr Muscle and BYO is in the air, washing on the line and in the machine, a warm breeze is blowing in the door, Big Day Out raging half a km away...... aaaah. I feel much better. Today was a good day.


Also, after much agonising and chickening out, I've posted the 1st chapter of a fic on FFnet and MMorg. Arg. I've been sitting on this fic for nigh on two years now. It's slow going becaus I'm a nitpicker,  90 000 words in but absolute chickenshit when it comes to letting it out to play. Well, LP, you can stop your gentle nagging and motherly glares now, IT"S OUT!  I'm now in aaaaaaaaaangst and wanting to take it down again. And I hate FFnet's system. Took SIX frickin' tries to format, and even then it's all wrong, but FUCK IT! I've got to write another drabble for 31_Days anyhow, so I give up.

Date:	2007-02-04 00:20
Subject:	Update
Security:	Public
Mood:	stressed

Well, my brother has colon cancer. Fortunately, it was operable, and said operation went well, with no complications, and he WON'T have to have a bag. Which caused great relief all around. Unfortunately he still has to have chemo as a precaution, and he's just now in so so so much pain. I've never seen him so skinny, well, in photos at least. I'm on the other side of the country to him, which sucks. While my brother recuperates from surgery, and attempts to fart --- yes, that has been the trial of the last few days. Waiting to see if Chris can fart. Considering he and the other brother used to have competitions at the most accurate rendition of Beethoven's 5th, this is an odd situation--- I'm looking after the house, the dogs, and the other big brother, who is useless at ANYTHING that isn't TV, pot or bad for you.

Namely housework.

Buuuuuuh.

I really appreciate my mother right now. I take my hat off to all you mothers on my flist. I want mine, but of course Chris needs her more at this point.

I fail at housekeeping. It's a big house and there's shitloads to do. Often involving actual shit, considering the pets have been eating the dates that fall from the palm trees by the pool in summer. There are ants EVERYWHERE in the kitchen, the dogs had diarrhoea all over the laundry, the pool is festy, the garden is dying..... Arg. Big brother is USELESS at ANYTHING I ask him to do. He left dishes in the sink for TWO WEEKS!!!!! There were stone age societies living on them! Then after I FINALLY bit the bullet and washed them, I asked him to take the rubbish out. He asked me why couldn't I do it. I swear I nearly decked him. Grrrr. This will end in tears or violence. One of the two. And I'm all for violence at this point...

My brother, the recently married one, is in hospital undergoing a radical colectomy pending diagnosis of the growth in his bowel after he collapsed yesterday. It's either Crohn's disease, lymphoma or colon cancer.

All I can think is, "Well.... shit." And cry. A lot.

Would appreciate positive thoughts sent our way

Date:	2007-01-22 01:25
Subject:	Pointless rambling
Security:	Public
Mood:	shocked

Date:	2007-01-17 22:47
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	ILL!!!

Oh god. Kill me. Ate far too much icecream: an entire two litre tub of cookies and cream, followed by a chocbomb at the movies and Cold Rock after. Kill me. Did I mention I'm lactose intolerant? Food escaaaaaape! Red Dwarf, anyone? My belly is trying to crawl out of my body. Why did I do this? If i didn't know better I'd think I was pregnant, I am having such weird cravings.

In other news, I'm now a qualified Senior First Aid-er. Go me! With free triangular bandage! The whole "less than 2% survival rate with CPR" was kinda depressing, though. Another pointless entry... Oh dear, I need to become interesting.