this little moon

justacleverruse:

Allie Brosh’s magnificent creature, spawned from a common spelling error?

well, I think the alot needs a friend. based on an equally irritating error.

and thus:

and:

and:

So, so wonderful. I wonder if Allie’s seen this yet?

dannysgirlsg1:

MY REMOTE.

MY FRAKKING SHOES. The ones I wear almost every day. It’s not like I wore them somewhere and came home with out them, but there are only like, 3 places I ever leave them in my house, and they aren’t there or anywhere else.

dannysgirlsg1:

capn-madd-katt:

scifimommy:

The sistercreature has returned to her regularly scheduled habitat. She didn’t say goodbye. Should I be bothered? I’m not particularly, but I feel like I should be.

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Around 2am, I realized I was frakkin hungry and needed actual dinner, but I was sick of the same 4 leftover stew-type substances I’ve been living off the plast* few weeks, so I went scavenging for something different.

I found some frozen meatballs which looked tasty, and a thing leftover macaroni and cheese, which turned out to be the gross pre-packaged overly-creamy-but-completely-devoid-of-flavor kind, but I already had it warmed up, so I dumped some salsa on it and ate it with the meatballs as a slightly bizarre but inoffensive approximation of pasta.

*Plast = when my brain combines “past” and “last” and likes it that way cause they mean the same thing in this context.

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Why is my room so freezy? Bedtime, yes?

I ventured out into the world today, for the first time since… Tuesday night? Not that the snow was keeping me in, just didn’t have anywhere to go Wednesday-Saturday. (I don’t actually have a life, Job #1 is still in temporary schedule limbo, and Job #2 is portable.)

Most of the roads in the area are totally fine now, but my neighborhood is kind of the Bermuda Triangle, (it’s nearly impossible to find where you’re looking for, geometry and physics don’t apply, and if you end up there accidentally you may never find your way out,) so unsurprisingly, my street and the ones it connects to haven’t been properly plowed since the snow finished snowing.

Now, the plow passed by my window several times during the snow, and at least two of those was actually plowing, but they appear to have given up several inches too soon.

So, you’ve got the small continuous mounds of snow edging into the average-bordering-on-narrow street along the curb, from people shoveling their stretches of sidewalk, plus the sporadically spaced giant snow mountains of what the trucks did plow, just kind of chillin there (pun unintended but admitted, unashamed), and then all the cars that park in the street wedged in wherever they can, as close to the now-merely-theoretical curb as the snow mounds/mountains will permit, resulting in a veritable one-lane maze.

But alas, recall those last few inches of snow that snowed since the snowplow stopped plowing? Yeah, they’re still on the road. Of course, people have been driving over them for a few days, so some spots have melted down to the road and since dried up, some melted but then re-froze into nice slippy bits, others are packed down hard into solid bumps, and then there’s the spots that aren’t quite sure, so you drive up on them and then they decide they’re slippy or slushy…

So you’re bump-crunch-slip-slosh-sliding down the road, weaving between snow mountains and parked cars and not-parked cars coming from the other way and the occasional pedestrian, while trying not to slow down too much, because if you lose momentum on the wrong stretch, you might end up parked there til spring… and it’s awesome. :D Like off-roading, but on the road. Very entertaining.

As per fujiidom’s excellent recommendation, the current marathon is Pushing Daisies.

Oh. My. Goodness.

Well done, friend. I’m hooked. The characters are brilliant, the plots are entertaining, the dialog is witty as all get out, and occasionally, they sing! It’s all so quirky and wonderful and cartoonish. :D

And, as per usual, I’ve fallen for the main character, Ned the pie maker. He’s so adorkable. Him and Chuck the alive-again-dead-girl are so cute together. 

Ironically, he reminds me of another Chuck, of the more typical male variety, Chuck Bartowski. Something about the tall, caring, funny, slightly awkward, average sort of guy with a special talent he’s not quite sure what to do with, and a smile that turns me into a pile of goo on the floor.

Yep, ambifluous. I was looking for a word to describe this state of mind, but that’s all I came up with. And it’s not actually a word. I guess it’s somewhere in between “ambivalent” and “superfluous”, which doesn’t quite peg it, but it’s not the worst approximation… there’s always “purple”… or… “Scandanavian.” Those are slightly less accurate.

There is an element of ambivalence, and an element of superfluousness, (superfluouitity? pretty sure that’s not a word either, and definitely a misspelled non-word,) but there’s something else in there too, that I can’t quite name.

A lack of direction, maybe. Focus. Both as a noun and a verb. Something to focus on, and the ability to focus. I need a goal, a passion, something to aim for, to look forward to (besides warmer weather). What do I want?

The sistercreature is home. J-term break. I somehow thought it was already the normal spring semester, while having no idea January was that close to over. Total surprise. I was just standing in the kitchen, minding my own business, looking for lunch at 3pm, and all the sudden the door made sounds and there she was. >.< The house seems so much more crowded when she’s here.

Also, snow. And a fair bit of it too. It’ll be all the more crowded, because nobody’s going anywhere any time soon. It’s pretty though, and much nicer to be snowed in at home than at school.

Wouldn’t think snow days would do me any good, since I’m not scheduled at Job #1 at all and I work wherever whenever for Job #2… but then the power went out for like 30 seconds, and the cable/internet went out for a few hours (the reasonable ones, when I would have actually done work). Pretty much all my work is internet-based and mostly stored in Google Docs, so I was able to pull the text from the few things I had open already and finish those offline, but there’s only so much I could get at without internet access, so I got a “snow day” for a little while after all. It’s back now though, obviously, so I’ll probably have to attempt productivity tomorrow.

My phone is internety, but not in such a way that I could really accomplish anything with it, and both actual tv and tv-via-interwebs were kaputt, so I decided to actually read, for the first time in too long. I had a random murder mystery lying around from… well that’s slightly funny:

Job #1 = bookstore, recall? Back when I was noobish and the world had reasonable temperatures, I was in there on one of my days off with the mama, trying to ask one of the managers a question, but there was this author in there finishing up a signing of sorts… looked to be done and packing up, but she was talking to the manager I was waiting to talk to, and somehow between the two of them, misinterpreted my lurking as waiting for her, so I felt awkward and when she asked if I wanted her to sign a book for me I said sure…

…So I had this random murder mystery from this random local author lady, and an unexpected chunk of time to kill, so I read it. All of it. In like, 4ish hours, I think.

It was pretty good… kind of dissatisfying for a while, as there was a long stretch in the later middle where not much was revealed so trying to figure it out was hopeless and frustrating, but in the end, things came together well enough. I could tell it was her first novel, but it was an enjoyable quick read overall, and the obligatory romantic sub-plot was believable and quite cute.

It felt really good to be able to read for fun again, (I played guitar last night too! It’s like I’m a person again!) and moreover ‘twas quite reassuring to discover that I could still read fairly quickly. After 4 years of mostly horrendous college reading, some failed attempts at reading business books/articles, and a few months in the cubecicle, I was afraid my brain had gone to mush. Maybe I’ll go do math now. D: