Kaymyth

Green scales are back in stock at the Ring Lord! Woot! I can haz order nao? Also, former housemate/more or less adopted family member is visiting us for a week-and-a-half. We hadn't seen her in over a year; the dog just about went nuts with joy seeing her walk in last night. Yay! Just remember: a nerdy wedding is totally an option. Don't let anybody tell you it's not.

On the bright side, El Nino screwing up the world's weather could be good news to some of the drought-stricken areas of the United States. It may not be all bad. Eeek?

It has a built-in bustle!

So....so many ruffles.... O.O I almost hate to admit it, but I really want to turn that bedspread into a dress.

Indeed, the "wild west" setting really only lasts through the Prologue. While there's still a gunslinger feel to it, the primary setting is a lot more urban. It felt to me more like about as close to steampunk as Mistborn can get. And the first bits are kind of slow because Wayne is a big piece of the character dynamic; Wax livens up a lot when he has his old friend to banter with. And then you have Marasi, who serves as sort of the reader's advocate. I found the explanations to her of how Feruchemy and Allomancy interact to be fascinating, but I'm kind of a nerd.

This is true facts.

ThinkGeek has stuff like a TARDIS cookie jar and the like.

Enterprising little monsters, this batch was. I've never seen them crawl that far north before. I had a horrible notion for a moment that we might have somehow picked up bedbugs somewhere, but then we realized that James had no bites at all. And then I remembered weeding on Saturday, and I heaved a sigh of relief. I'll take chiggers over bedbugs any day.

They probably grabbed onto me when I was weeding on Saturday. They're super-tiny, so you don't even know they're there. And once they're on, they crawl around and look for a nice, soft spot of skin to snack on. For me, they prefer the ankles, the backs of my knees, my stomach, and, er....another place that shall not be named. They snack for a day or three, and then drop off. And that's when you start having the itchy allergic reaction.

I have lidocaine-laced aloe vera, which does help immensely. But I have this thing about my belly button. It still squicks me out that one of my gallbladder scars is in there, but this just a whole new level of eeuuugghhh.

Argh! I have chigger bites in my belly button. Whhhyyyyyyy?!

But what Twi suggested isn't actually ignoring - it's something else. When I was a kid, everyone always told me to ignore the teasers. Only I couldn't, because I couldn't convince them that I truly didn't care, not really. I couldn't stop the emotional reaction, and it would show - my face would flush, my jaw would clench, and they knew they had me. Trying to tell a teenager to not have an emotional reaction is sort of like telling a mountain to not be so vertical. But all that? Wearing the fandom on your sleeve outright and shoving it in their faces? That's something completely different. That's saying, "You see this thing you think is dumb? Yeah, here it is. Right here. Come and get it." It's a challenge. It's a war cry. Instead of trying to quietly tiptoe past them, you're trumpeting your arrival and daring them to cross the line. It creates an entirely different psychological dynamic.

Thank you, Twi! Double-posting is bad, mmkay, and this deserved its own piece. Things That Are True: 1 - We tore out all of the carpet in the old house over the weekend. Ugh, that was a job. 2 - Went to Ikea on Sunday for the first time. That place isn't nearly as confusing as I was led to believe. We bought a bed! 3 - I am le tired. 4 - I am getting a haircut tomorrow. I do not intend to lose much overall length (my hair is just about down to my waist), but I do want layers. That'll lighten up the hair weight and give my thick, fine-textured hair a little life at the top. 5 - Babylon 5 is awesome. 6 - I got told today, "You know, Ivanova sounds like you sometimes." I'm pretty sure that should've been said the other way around. But still, best. compliment. ever.

I respectfully disagree, at least slightly. Ignoring bullies does NOT make them go away. It only makes them more determined to poke you until you explode. Though granted, I'm not sure that witticisms are the answer, either; a lot depends on the social dynamics of the individual people involved. But there's something about the ignoring tactic that actually makes it worse; the attempt to not react actually projects an air of weakness - after all, if you had the strength to defend yourself, you'd be doing it, right?

I lived the life of the awkward nerdy kid in the first half of the 90s. It's been 20 years, but I still remember how miserable high school was. I'm just glad that we have the internet now, and the next generation of awkward nerdy kids have the rest of us for support.

Also, after the glass is drunk, the milk explodes. If you do come up against anyone trying to make fun of you for it, you might try tilting your head thoughtfully, tapping your chin like you're pondering something, and then tell them that you're sorry, but they're going to have to be at least 20% cooler before they can effectively mock you.

Ye gods, the crazy. It's brilliant. I'm rather partial to the Rolling Ferris Wheel of Doom, myself, though there were so many brilliant moments. The first time I watched it, the compile was broken and we had no sound. And it didn't matter. That is actually crazy-cheap for hardwood floors.

There's also always the possibility that you were exposed to poison ivy. There are subspecies that like to vine up trees; they can get insanely huge. And the oil sticks around and doesn't break down - so if someone recently removed a poison ivy vine from that tree, there may well have been some of the oil still lurking on the trunk. This is all purely speculative, of course. Apply Occam's Razor at need.

Oh, everything he did was perfectly legal, no doubt about that. But you can't fix the government's debt problems the same way without horrible repercussions for the entire country. There's also a part of me that thinks that given he has donated to Democratic campaigns in the past, there is a greater than zero chance that he is literally trolling the Republican party and trying to implode it. Though the narcissism is strong with this one; that probably is still very, very low.

We got lucky and stumbled upon a subdivision that had disbanded their HOA several years back. Apparently, that's possible if enough of the neighborhood gets together and votes the bums out.

He's also declared bankruptcy multiple times, which sort of negates the arguments of the people saying, "But he's a businessman! He can fix our debt!"

HOAs are...wait, no, I can't use that word on this forum. They're a bunch of...oh. No, I can't use that word, either. I know! They should....whoops. Nope. They can all go sit in a bucket and rust.

So, the first 13 episodes of season 5 are up on Netflix. I...I just watched Slice of Life. I dissolved into a puddle of squee so many times. Whoever is responsible for slipping in all of the Doctor Who jokes, I lurves them so, so much.

OK, I kind of love how it says on the confirmation page that "This will show up on your statement as <blahblah> Danielle's Pug Fu." Pug Fu should totally be a martial art now.

Heh. I might just have to mention this frustration to my husband tonight, if only because he made noises about thinking he knew what he wanted to get me for my birthday, but wasn't quite sure how to go about picking it out. Which I think means he might be thinking about a flute. He did the same song and dance before Christmas before finally breaking down and telling me he wanted to get me a serger.