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Yeah. 2nd place in Round 3 of hallowoodsquare. Pretty much the awesomest thing in the history of ever, eh?

Jul. 21st, 2007

The Potion Maker
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Saw the new Harry Potter movie the other day. So you get my post-movie rant, now.

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Not very many, but a few. I'm discovering how much I love making icons.

Five Futurama icons, and one HP one inspired by fanficrants. If you take any, please credit.


LOTR races quiz

To which race of Middle Earth do you belong?

Jun. 26th, 2007

You really have to feel sorry for Harry, don’t you? Left all alone in the world, with only the horrible Dursleys for relatives. He’s surrounded by people with plenty of family, but has none himself. In a culture where everyone is related to someone, Harry is an orphan, with no one to turn to. Heroically, the Weasleys all but adopt him, apparently unfazed by his celebrity.

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At Synod

Hello, world! Or at least the small slice of the world that will read this. The very small slice. Um. Maybe it's more, Hello, the very few people who actually look at this thing!

Anyway, I'm at Synod. And because I want to keep a blog of Synod and at the same time not waste the people who want to know what I'm doing here's time with the ramblings and rantings posted on this journal, I've set up a separate blog. That's right - if you want to know what I'm up to, head on over to synodblog. Thanks!



Such the coolest doll/self-portrait-thing ever.

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I've always been a voracious reader. In upper elementary school, I discovered the Harry Potter books, and loved them to pieces - literally, in the case of my first copy of Prisoner of Azkaban. I was, therefore, rather non-plussed when my eleventh birthday came and went without a Hogwarts acceptance letter. It took me more than six years to realize my folly - well, one of my follies. I still have trouble accepting that I'm about as magical as the average cinderblock. However, I now recognize that I was no more likely to receive a Hogwarts letter than I was to be accepted at a prestigious British muggle school that I hadn't applied for. After all, I live on the West Coast of the United States. If I'd been given a chance to join wizarding society, it would have been American wizarding society, which is likely to be rather different from British wizarding society.

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New layout, y'all. I was getting bored of my other one.

Aaand that's about all I have to say right now. Except that I'm re-reading Tamora Pierce's The Will of the Empress. And I have just a few things to rant about.

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A while back, ursulav made this post.
I had an itch to make some icons, nothing much, just a little bit of blinky, and was inspired by various comments to that post. The result? These:

I learned about gay people from the pretty white horses. I learned about gay people from the pretty green dragons.

Actually, one or the other's true in my case; I can't really remember whether I read Pern or Valdemar first. I think my parentals may have made some sort of attempt to explain it before that, but they were so careful to be accepting and politically correct that I didn't actually grasp what gay actually meant.

Both are stealable; just make sure to credit it to me.


Mar. 3rd, 2007

So. March is here.

"In like a lion, out like a lamb," eh? Hardly. It's warm. I don't want to go to school, and I nearly fell asleep sitting in the sun at lunch yesterday. It's not a lion, it's a panther. It sits in wait, letting you enjoy the warmth and the sun and the birds who are just as convinced spring is here as you are, and then WHAM! Back to freezing rain and wet socks and days on end without seeing the sun. Oh, it hasn't happened yet, but it will. I know it will. Spring's a season with an adjenda, and it doesn't neccessarily agree with mine.

ursulav puts it particularly nicely in this post. Go read it. In fact, keep an eye on her. She's wonderful. I totally want to be Ursula when I grow up.


Just in case you run across any of these, they're me:

argentswan: An account I started for my original character, Jira of Hakens. I doubt I'll be interacting with other people with it much, but if I forget to log out of it, it's me.

wombatminer: My account for playing Digger on hogwarts_hocus. Digger is not mine. She belongs to Ursula Vernon.

meatheadknight: My account for playing Neal on hogwarts_hocus. Neal isn't mine, either. He's from the Protector of the Small quartet by Tamora Pierce.

malingo_geshrat: Another H_H account. This one's for Malingo, from Clive Barker's Abarat books.

splitniki: And yet another H_H pup. Niki Sanders, from NBC's Heroes.

damnhappyrabbit: Momiji on H_H. He's from Natsuki Takaya's manga Fruits Basket.

New Year's Resolution

In the year 2007 I resolve to:
Get an invisible friend.

Get your resolution here.


... But not my idiocy. I think I've hit on what the stupidest trend of the last few holiday seasons is.

It's when people get all offended if you wish them the wrong holiday. I mean, gasp! Someone wants you to enjoy yourself during a time that is, inherently, stressful? But no, we cannot allow them to wish you a pleasent experiance on a day that is not a holiday in your religion! No, we must make sure that everyone wishes each other a safe, sanitized Happy Holiday! (Not that I'm objecting to Happy Holiday, at all. I just object to it as company policy.)

So go ahead! Wish me a Merry Christmas (I am, loosely, a Christian. Mostly by dint of being a preacher's kid, but I havn't revoked it. It's got a good message behind it, even if it isn't the only true way). But don't stop there. If the holiday spirit takes you, go ahead and wish me a Happy Channukah, or a Happy Kwanza. If you're so inclined, wish me a Happy Solstice, I'm fine with that. Or a Happy Saturnalia, if you're feeling Greco-Roman. Heck, wish me a Happy Ides of March, or Happy Arbor Day, or Happy Second-Tuesday-After-Summer-Break-Starts, if it makes you happy. I'm certainly not going to complain about any of that. Nope. Not me. I havn't the slightest aversion to being wished a nice day, regardless of which day it is.


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Yes, two in a day. But I ran across this, over at mock_the_stupid and I thought I'd spread the word.


Makes me glad to be liberal, if this is how stupid conservitives are being these days. Not that I have anything against conservatives in general; it takes all types. I have a very dear friend who has lent me books on how all neandrathal skulls ever found were manufactured in the back rooms of museums. But I digress.

I was never fed soy milk, I'll admit, but I grew up eating tofu, which is one of those soy foods he's saying to avoid. I am not exactly super-feminized. I wear whatever I can find on my floor, half of which is unisex clothing anywho. I spend maybe two minutes a day on my hair. I'm bi, but I'm not exactly chasing after guys /or/ girls. I'm single and very happy that way.

The man also seems to be saying that femininity = Teh Ghe Oh Noez! in guys. Um... not true? I'd say, on avarage, my straight guy friends are more feminine than my bi or gay guy friends. Estrogen does not cause homosexuality, expecially not post natally.

And the obesity issue, which seems to be taking a weak back seat to the gayness "issue"? If I'm overweight (and I am) I don't think it's the tofu that's doing it. No. That would be the oreos and deepfried stuff and milkshakes and all that good stuff. The only way tofu causes obesity is when it's deepfried.

Mmm... deepfried tofu... with a plum sauce, maybe. You can get it as an appitizer at Thai places. I think I'll go super-feminize myself, now.


I, Lunar Music, (aka lots of other things) hereby declare war on stupid, overused icons. Starting with the Harry and Lupin "Are you f****** serious?" one. Serious-Sirius puns are not funny in fanfic, nine times out of ten, and the f-word is never in good taste. One or the other, in the middle of a post or other writing, I can handle - that's what freedom of speach is all about, after all. But really, why do people think anyone wants to see both a swearword and an overused pun flashing at them from an icon? It was very vaugly humorous the first time I saw it, I'll admit. But it quickly lost whatever charm it started out with.

When it showed up on my 13-year-old cousin's Myspace page, I knew something was really wrong.

Really. I understand that there are people out there who will make vulgar, unfunny icons. But why does everyone and their dog seem to have to steal them and use them?

Dec. 5th, 2006

I do not need an MP3 player.

Everyone at school seems to. But I don't. Why? Because I'd loose something that small. Expecially the newer ones - the iPod shuffles, or whatever. The ones that are the size of a matchbox, and don't even have a screen to help you find your song.

I have a device - a bit bigger, perhaps, but that just means I won't loose it - that plays reasonably sturdy, round data-storage discs, filled with music. These discs are not ruined by water or magnets, and I can tell at a glance which has what music on it.

This same device also allows me to access numerous "channels," which play a continous stream of programming on a variety of topics and genres of music. Many of these channels have my local news on them, including the weather several times a day. These channels do not allow me to choose which songs I want to listen to, but I can set my music player to one with a kind of music I like, and I will most likely hear a good selection of my current favorites. Also, I may hear songs I have never heard before, that I did not realize existed before they start playing. Can your shuffling iThing do that? I think not!

Best of all, access to these channels is completely free! Most of them have short advertisements intermixed with the music, but then, I'm surrounded by advertizing anyway. The discs are a little spendy, but easy to store - I've had some of the same ones for the last six or eight years. And the device itself cost me about $25 at WalMart.

Why would I need an MP3 player when I have my radio/discman?

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