leujin: (Dr. Girlfriend (wtf?))
Typical fashion for me these days is to just give short bursts of information on facebook or twitter, but I felt the need to put all this up here on LJ since... well, there's kind of a lot to cover, and I just felt like updating.

long post is long )

tl;dr - Christmas was rad with lots of rad gifts and awesome people, our car is borked, we're happy to be home.
leujin: (Rusty (comforting to see my ass))
After reading all my old journal entries here and on [livejournal.com profile] giraffebear, I just wanted to take a quick moment to say thank you to all my friends. Thank you for being there for me in all my angst. Thank you for being there to share the laughs. Thank you for being there to tell me I'm stupid. Thank you for supporting me, refuting me, and just being everything that a friend should be. Thank you thank you thank you for literally saving my life half a dozen times. You have no idea just how much you mean to me, and I really cannot thank you enough for being my friends. There's no denying that many of us have drifted apart over the years, and some of us don't talk the way we used to, but seriously. Thank you. I'm just glad that I have all of you.
leujin: (21 and 24 (Seinfeld with a unibrow))
I went to my first NBA game yesterday! Hooray! In fact, it was my first professional sports game ever. It's too bad the OKC Thunder are not a great team. But that's okay, because the game was pretty enjoyable, regardless. See, what happened is my friend/old carpool buddy/former coworker Wayne won three tickets (seemingly arbitrary, right?) to this Thunder game at the Christmas party. He said he would take me, but then he left the company in... January or so. I had completely forgotten about all this until Wednesday when he messaged me on facebook saying "Are you still going to the Thunder game with me?" So. Yeah, there was that.

The plan was to go to Toby Keith's, but the wait was an hour and a half, and we got there at 5:30, and the game started at 7, so that wasn't going to work. Then we were going to go to a barbeque place, but it ALSO had a ridiculous wait, so we ended up going to a place called Falcone's pizza. Holy crap, it was amazing. We got sausage and peperoni, and rather than having chunks of sausage, they actually cut it into slices like the peperoni. The slices were huge, it was tasty, but I'm going to regret it later, because omg greasy.

Then there was the game. Apparently the reason the tickets were three was because they were three lone seats right next to the barrier and the walkway. The seats were decent enough: right behind one of the goals, and only in the first mezanine, so we could actually sort of see the players. I was kinda bummed, because we ended up losing by 7 points, and it looked like we were turning things around in the fourth quarter. But, we only ever trailed by 12 points at the most. So it was fun, and I was able to hang out with Wayne again, which is always fun.

Now... I'm hungry. And Liz is making me breakfast. So I shall partake in that.
leujin: (I had a sword)
1. Leave me a casual comment of no particular significance, like a lyric to your current favorite song, or your favorite kind of sandwich, maybe your favorite game. Any remark, meaningless or not.
2. I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in your own post.
5. When others respond with a desultory comment, you will ask them five questions.


Questions from [livejournal.com profile] fidgetspin

set 1 )

And now these from [livejournal.com profile] peefy

set 2 )

Moving blows! The end.
leujin: (New York explodes)
Hooray for going to parties.

I went to a barbecue at my friend Tom's house. I don't know why, but I figured he lived in an apartment, but apparently he lives in a house with three other girls, which used to, in fact, have four girls, one of which was Ez, who moved to Portland. Yeah okay. Anyway, I had fun. Tom made awesome beer brauts, and I et them. They also had a ping-pong table and a trampoline, which I used to find out that I'm not TOO terrible at ping-pong, and I can still do all my tricks on the trampoline. Hooray.

I met cool people too, one of which named Tara (Terra? Tarra? Fuck if I know), who is a married geek with four cats, one of which is the mother to the other three, and the litter came from when the brother of the mother had sex with the mother, so they're crazy inbred. Also, one of the male kittens that was born then had sex with the mother awhile ago, and she got knocked up again like 2 weeks before they were going to get her neutered. They would have like... 5 legs. And scales.

We also collectively had many nerd conversations, including computers, video games, zombies ("I'm 1/4 zombie," "I lived on a zombie reservation!" "That's disrespectful to zombie-americans"), horrible ER stories, and mostly fire. Because we're all crazy pyros.

So, in short, I had fun. I intend to go there for the next shin-diggity that they have.

Also, we saw Pirates 3 today. Critics who said it was hard to follow are stupid. Critics who said the plot made no sense are stupid. In short, that movie fucking rocked.
leujin: (Default)
New comics this week! I know, it didn't take 2 months. Shocking.

But wait, there's more!

Starting next Sunday and every Sunday, Transplant will feature a piece of Sara's particular brand of crazy filler. This way the site won't be stagnant for weeks at a time, and I may actually be encouraged to update more often.
leujin: (Great scott!)
Several of these are floating around, and they're similar enough, so I ganked this one being that it was the most recent.

1. Can you cook?
2. What was your dream growing up?
3. What talent do you wish you had?
4. Favorite place?
5. Favorite musical artist (of the moment)?
6. The last book you read?
7. What zodiac sign are you?
8. Any Tattoos and / or Piercings?
9. Worst Habit?
10. Do we know each other outside of Livejournal?
11. What is your favourite sport?
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with george w. bush?
14. Best thing to ever happen to you?
15. Tell me one weird fact about you:
16. Do you have any pets?
17. Do you speak another language?
18. What time & day is it where you are now?
19. Do you think clowns are cute (or funny?) or scary?
20. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22. What colour eyes do you have?
23. Ever been arrested?
24. italian or chinese?
25. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
26. What is your favorite work of art (at the moment)?
27. how do you take your coffee or tea?
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
29. Favourite thing to do in your spare time?
30. Do you swear a lot?
31. Biggest pet peeve?
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
leujin: (Default)
I asked [livejournal.com profile] misspadfoot to interview me, and thus she did.

1. What piece of artwork or design are you most proud of?
At the moment I am incredibly pleased with my digital portfolio. I keep getting compliments from everyone about how awesome it is. In fact, it's the reason I got the internship which I now have, which I am very happy with. Of course, if you want an ACTUAL piece of artwork, I'm still insanely proud of my vector self-portrait and my mountain dew ad. Both of which are seeable on my deviantart.

2. What is the best lesson you learned either in college or through your internship?
Don't take life too seriously or you'll regret it. I spent all high school trying to get good grades (okay, more accurately I should say thinking that they mattered), and I've come to learn that nobody actually cares. The only people who care are the people giving them.

3. What do you miss the most and the least about high school?
Most: I miss how carefree things were. I didn't have to impress anybody to get a job and money was no object. I was happy with my crap-ass wage slave job. Least: cliques. Granted they weren't as bad in Los Alamos, because everyone came from nerd stock, but it still existed and it still sucked.

4. If you were given the opportunity to be a girl for a day, would you take it? If so, what would you do?
Why pussy-foot around it? Yeah, I'd take it. I'm always curious as to how the other side functions. I'd probably take the opportunity to parade around in all my pretty things. Bwah.

5. From whence did Cheeseman originate?
The tales of Cheese-man! (that's the proper spelling, by the way. With the hyphen and the exclamation mark) are long and arduous. He hails from the planet of Cheeseopia, where he was raised in a land of American cheese being the only one made of swiss. One day Captain Microwave moved the planet (which is made of cheese) out of it's precarious orbit and closer to the sun, thus melting the planet and its denizens. Fortunately Cheese-man! was sulking high in orbit at the time, so he was saved. He has vowed his vengeance ever since.

The actual IDEA of Cheese-man! originated because I have a really hopelessly bizarre obsession with cheese, and when asked in middle school what super-hero I would be, I was flustered and came up with only Cheese-man! Thus his pointless legacy was born.

If'n you wants to be interviewed, leave a comment and I shall come up with 5 questions which to ask you.

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