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I'm making actual progress on the music writing front. YEY ME! Planning on putting out a 5 song demo by June 15.

In other news.

Have discovered new benefit to being tiny. Cheap underwearz. Gap girls' XXL panties fall about midway between women's S and women's XS, making them exactly my size. And they beat even the clearance prices of their adult counterparts. And occasionally they come in 7 packs with the days of the week on them—Sheldon Cooper would approve.

Most of my other cost saving measures are in the kitchen. This week: homemade nut milks. The concept is simple. Put nuts in a blender. Add water. Blend. Strain. For particularly hard nuts, soak overnight. Yesterday I tried this with some black sesame seeds I'd bought in bulk. The high oil content made for a very rich and creamy end product. Bonus—straining left behind a nice seed paste I can use to make tahini. I have a butt-load of uneaten peanuts, so I'm trying that next.

FYI: using raw chocolate powder instead of Dutch processed cocoa powder results in a more bitter end product. More sugar must be added to compensate. It took me two failed brownie batches to figure this out. Well, not failed, really. People still ate them.


Drive-by Movie Reviews:

Hanna—what it lacks in story and character development it makes up for in BADASS.

Your Highness—funnier than I expected. In that vulgar, moderately offensive teenaged boy way. Lots of naked boobies. Natalie Portman has fun with some truly creative revenge fantasy monologues.

Hop—mostly sucked. Do not recommend. And I'm usually pretty easy to please when it comes to kids movies. I mean, I even enjoyed The Toothfairy.

Random

Jun. 29th, 2007 07:08 pm
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So I want to buy cargo pants. I don't like to travel with a bag unless I have to. Mostly I just shove things in my pockets. And then I have strange looking lumps in my pants from my cell phone, wallet, what have you. I noticed the Gap was selling a pair of cargos on their website and went to their store last week to try them on. Only apparently there was some kind of conspiracy against me.

me: I saw some cargo pants on your website. Do you know where I might find them?
employee: I'm sorry, we don't carry those.
employee: We have slouch pants. Same look but w/out the extra pockets.
me: I see. ::in my head:: So they're like cargo pants, only useless.

First the crotch sweater, now this? What are you doing Gap?

Old Navy had a decent selection of cargos on their webstore, but they were all varying levels of unattractive, with the diagonal hip pockets that fit weirdly on anyone who actually has hips. Apparently if you have hips, you don't need pockets. The cargos on the Gap website also had diagonal hip pockets, but at least they came equipped with cover flap and button closure, to compensate.

Of course, they also cost nearly twice as much.

::grumble::


I went out and ran errands today. Mechanical pencils, marker paper, etc. I felt very pretty by the time I got home. Guys at two different registers thought I was hot. Not in the obnoxious, hitting on me way. Just in the "I find you attractive, so I'm being extra serviceable" way.



In terms of the fannish:

I have no news. At all.

:\


Though I am going to see Ratatouille tonight.
lierdumoa: (ickle Pete and Patrick feet)
this time in PINK! )


Oh, what else.

I started writing another fic. Without finishing any of my current works in progress. It's genderfuck kidfic.

::loses at life::

[livejournal.com profile] fashes linked me to some nice high res photos/magazine scans of Fall Out Boy here. You must be a member of the comm to view, but it's open membership.


Also, GIP. Pete and Patrick sitting next to each other in a FUSE interview. Patrick's ickle legs too short to reach the floor! Matching shoes in clashing colors! I flail with glee.

So.

May. 18th, 2007 12:12 am
lierdumoa: (oh em gee)
I started writing Patrick/Maja crackfic last night. Who wants to beta!

::hears crickets chirp::


My boots arrived.

more clothesh0rzing )


Yeah, that's about it. I'm off to watch the season finale of Supernatural.

Whee

May. 15th, 2007 06:47 pm
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I stabbed my toe on a brick this morning. No, not stubbed. Stabbed. There's a little gouged out bleeding hole at the crease where big toe meets foot. Do not ask.


So I have some extra money this month. I'm not sure how that happened, but enough extra money that I can waste some on clothes without going broke.

Victoria's Secret has an online sale (through Thursday) for people who get the e-mail newsletter. 25% off any single item. I ordered myself a frilly pink dress.

FRILLY. PINK. I'm kind of in love with it.

Look! See! )

Understand that the last time I owned a dress? I was seventeen and going to prom with a crazy Romanian communist. Not that that's relevant. We were friends in high school. Sort of. And everyone in my friend group ended up picking prom dates in much the same way that you pick names out of a hat in a Secret Santa. Minus the hat.


Fannishly:

I'm about 5000 words into the vampire!Pete fic. I'm not quite sure how that happened. There're about 2000 words in there I don't remember writing at all. Yay progress!

I went through all of my collected Fall Out Boy image downloads picking out ones I might use for the Pete/Patrick vid I'm working on. They're now filed according to lyric.


Random:

Hilarious post linked on metaquotes: here
Disturbing thing [livejournal.com profile] fashes linked me for whatever reason: here
The Best Thing Ever: here
lierdumoa: (writing)
So eBay failed to tell me I won the boots I bid on. Which is my pathetic way of trying to excuse the fact that I am a GIANT LAME LAMER and failed to go back to the website and check whether or not I won (and in turn failed to pay for said boots) until this morning (rather, yesterday morning ::eyes clock::), almost TWO WEEKS later.

Anyway, the boots are mine, whoo-hoo! And perhaps when I get a horrible buyer review it will discourage me from wasting money on eBay in the future. Always look at the bright side of life. Or something.

ze bootz )


In other news, Fall Out Boy Did a cover of Michael Jackson's "Beat It."

I want to have sex with the bass line.

Dangerously underage sex.


I've been staring at the same scene from my vampire!Wentz fic all day. Patrick has bruised ribs. Pete has a shard of glass in his neck. They're in a ditch twenty miles out of Dos Palos with a couple jolt cans of blood in the trunk. Good times.

Or not, seeing as the scene is still not done.

I'm considering calling the fic "If You Steal My Sunshine." Get it? Because I've been listening to that LEN song all day and Pete's a vampire and ... nevermind.

This fic is starting to look about as lame as my buyer rep.

Lalalalala.

May. 5th, 2007 01:06 am
lierdumoa: (jailbaity little face)
Current reading list: the Goldman abridgement of The Princess Bride by S. Morgenstern, American Gods by Neil Gaiman, Black Powder War by Naomi Novik. I think I have some unfinished Terry Brooks lying around somewhere as well.

I've been writing music in my free time instead of doing fannish things, but I did do some futzing in photoshop today. I might try writing something this week.

Yesterday I enjoyed the fruits of my gratuitous online shopping. more clothesh0rzing )


So last night was a fan night in. [livejournal.com profile] goluxexmachina and I ended up discussing the state of delicate flowerhood among Hard Core Logo fen and Pete Wentz's girly body issues and the probability of him already having a sockpuppet bandom journal.

[livejournal.com profile] spaggel sent me a bunch of awesome crackmusic that I need to check out. I in turn introduced her to Róisín Murphy.


GIP of Patrick's jailbaity little face.
lierdumoa: (thigh flirting)
When I wore too tight girls jeans.

And was a rock star.

camh0ring in my Wentz pants )


Today I spent, like, half an hour trying to get off and failing. And then I woke up from my nap and realized I wasn't actually touching myself in the first place. I don't know if that rates better or worse than dreaming about denying myself fatty foods.

Doesn't your life feel enriched now that I've shared this with you?

TMI? Whut?


In conclusion:

Jared Leto's Tiny Fist of Rage Emo, Emo Pain Rage

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