thez: Ari IS Inspector Spacetime! Somewhen. (Default)
I am in my new apartment in Tucson now! It is shaping up to be pretty swank for a studio apartment. I can see downtown Tucson and the Tucson Mountains from my window. V pretty. Still only two blocks from the school. My legs hurt from moving. More on this story as it develops.

Internet access will be spotty until I beat someone up and steal their wireless network password.

As an apartment-warming gift, my parents got me a new laptop, which is great seeing as how my old one died yesterday. It's a notebook, and it's lightweight and sexy and shiny, and also unfortunately host to Windows Vista.

Let me tell you how Windows Vista came to be: Windows was sucking off Google (after Google spent an hour in the bathroom injecting steroids into its dick) and Windows took it - BAM - right in the eye.

If that description disgusted or creeped you out any, then you have a good approximation of my current feelings for Vista

If that description aroused you, then you need to not comment here, and maybe shut down the computer and step outside for a while.

THE APARTMENT'S GREAT, THOUGH.
thez: Ari IS Inspector Spacetime! Somewhen. (Default)
A brief review of the Joy of Baltimore with [livejournal.com profile] neherenia, [livejournal.com profile] shortcakegreen, and [livejournal.com profile] demonlet. Guest appearances by [livejournal.com profile] capuu and [livejournal.com profile] irksnapple.

◊ We're all super-best friends with Peter S. Beagle now. Laris has a photograph proving it. He has a plan in the works for a novel about Bela Lugosi, Boris Karlov, and Lon Chaney, and if/when it is written it will surely be THE GREATEST BOOK OF ALL TIME.

◊ No matter where in Baltimore you may roam, the con-goers are usually easy to identify by their long beards or their propensity for opening automatic doors with their magic.

◊ I got a lot of "nice boots" comments, which could easily have been mistaken for "nice boobs" if I were not a AA cup bra-forsaker.

◊ So Otakon has a choice of 16 different badges from different anime series, and the only one I recognized this year was Chun Li, which clearly means that I am Out of the Loop re: anime.

◊ The only new anime I've seen this year is Romeo x Juliet. I was expecting it to be pretty popular at the con, but I saw NO cosplayers and NO merchandise. Maybe I need to give it another year? Then again, Gankutsuou never developed a big following, either.

◊ Sleeping next to Angie makes me dream of secret midget cabals, but also Optimus Prime.

◊ I hear tell that my snoring is delicate and feminine.

◊ Laris got a picture of me with the Purple Tentacle dude. I said to him, "Okay, we can be fighting or we can be making out." It's practically a rhetorical question. Then I told him to kick it up a notch and discovered that it is very difficult to grope a dude in a foam Purple Tentacle costume, BUT I TRIED, MAN.

◊ Laris is the first person I've ever found who shares my "MEAT ONLY" pizza topping policy. She can also quote Napoleon Dynamite without shame. Bless her.

◊ RELIA IS MY FABULOUS SCIENCE TWIN. Someday we will have slumber parties in the Kitt Peak observatory and stay up studying cosmic expansion and braiding each other's hair.

◊ Relia and Laris harmonize really well when they're singing "Enormous Penis". I add tone-deaf-ness and snapping. Sadly, none of us can whistle a tune.

◊ Buy some land, fuck spinning rims.

◊ Picking up the last Harry Potter book and then walking out to discover a guy holding a poopom = joy overload. IT WAS TINY AND ADORABLE.

◊ Someone put a shiny power-up on the side of one of the skyscrapers, but we couldn't reach it because we didn't have our boomerangs equipped.

◊ Irk: "We just 'shipped the ketchup." It's beautiful enough without the context.

◊ People who hate cheese fries hate America.

◊ What is up with the Cheesecake Factory? 55-75 minute wait? Fuck that! I actually went up to the guy and said 45 MINUTE WAIT, except I forgot that doesn't work so well if you don't also slip him a $20.

◊ I forgot a lot of things this weekend. I was pretty confused and heavy with the gobbledygook the whole time. It was a schizophrenic weekend.

◊ Z is the person to call if you want a confrontation to happen. I'm good for yelling at noisy neighbors (politely) and asking Sailor Mary Sue who she's dressed up as. (answer: Sailor Astera, which I would link except I found TWO! a mystery!)

◊ I am become Ctrl+Z, undoer of worlds.

◊ Baltimore still has more trees and water than Phoenix. It's neat.

◊ I skipped both Seki Tomokazu panels because I wanted to hang out with my friends instead. What the hell is that all about?

◊ We DID watch some anime at this anime convention: Little Norse Prince, a Miyazaki film that is "pleasant and cheerful" for "good children everywhere". It certainly had more people singing and dancing in circles than I've seen in any other show or movie, ever. There was also Shakugan no Shana, which look pretty cute, but since I can't understand spoken Japanese well enough to pick up more than the basics, and since some dude's fat head was in the way of the subtitles, I didn't get much else out of the show.

◊ Laris introduced me to the joy of monokuro-boo pigs. Sometimes they are kissing, sometimes one goes into anaphylactic shock. I love saying "anaphylactic" so much, you have no idea. To celebrate this discovery, I bought a bentou box with them on it. (Metatron is the white pig. Zeruel is the black pig.) Also in the vein of cute is a wee tiny magnetic plush gomagoma mamegoma whom I have named "Mr. Brimbles".

◊ They see me rollin'. They hatin'.

◊ Peter S. Beagle and I flew on the same plane back to Phoenix. Our friendship is THAT AWESOME.

◊ Relia, Angie, and Laris are all anti-Z's-heart-exploding. They are good friends.

That wasn't very brief.
thez: Ari IS Inspector Spacetime! Somewhen. (death scores)
I knew I had to have it from the very first. Most complexes won't have any definite openings until mid-June at the earliest, but I found a complex of studio apartments that rents for less than $400 a month including water and trash service and is a mere TWO BLOCKS from the UofA. It does not get any cheaper and closer than that.

They had one opening in August. It was the only unit left, and I JUMPED IT like a LIONESS POUNCING A CRIPPLED IMPALA and it's MINE MINE MINE.

VICTORY, MOTHERFUCKERS.


I can see the U.S. Geological Survey building from the complex, and this makes me chuckle with delight because I am a Rock Geek. [livejournal.com profile] mko can attest to the fact that we cannot go hiking with out me stopping to point out every volcanic intrusion we happen accross.
thez: Ari IS Inspector Spacetime! Somewhen. (Default)
For Christmas, my counselor got me a leather wallet hand-stitched by a schizophrenic inmate at the state prison.
thez: Ari IS Inspector Spacetime! Somewhen. (seaworthy bass)
She basically saved my life by setting up two appointments for me even though I've lost my insurance coverage. "We just won't bill them. I can still see you if I want to."

<3
thez: Ari IS Inspector Spacetime! Somewhen. (creepy smile)
Certain [livejournal.com profile] alliaths may be pleased to know that Gingerbread Lattes return November 1st. <3

That is all.
thez: Ari IS Inspector Spacetime! Somewhen. (Default)
Consider this a brain meat update, as I promised one a while back.

I am feeling very much like me, which is a wonderful thing.

I am on medication, which is something I wouldn't have even considered six months ago. It's not Prozac and it's not Welbutrin and it hasn't turned me into a zombie yet, or made me nauseous, jittery, or otherwise sick. I feel exactly like I did months ago, except that I'm not afraid to sleep at night, I'm not having panic attacks and nightmares, and I'm not bursting into tears every other minute for no good reason. I'm happy and sad because that's what I feel, and not because something's going haywire in my brain, and that's exactly what I wanted. As a matter of fact, the medicine is so effective that I only have to take it at half the normal dosage, which gives me flexibility, which ALSO makes me happy.

I have an intelligent, down-to-earth psychologist who asks all the right questions, and an absolutely delightful psychiatrist who actually kept me after my last appointment to talk about politics and recent advances in psychotherapy, just because she enjoys conversing with me. The feeling is mutual, I assure you. Furthermore, I can actually PAY for these things now. I've also started talking to my parents about the past in a calm, functional manner and just...

Wow. I'm impressed, personally.

And now, I'm NOT going to lie in bed in cold panic only to wake from a nightmare a half an hour later. I'm going to drift off into a full, restful sleep, and I'm not going to take it for granted one damned bit.

Today was a really, really good day.

(╯°□°)╯︵ <3

January 2017

S M T W T F S
1234567
891011121314
15161718192021
22232425262728
293031    

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags