two days ago I woke up underwater

livejournal you are a mess

2011-11-11T03:47:29Z

invite codes to the land of open-source hugs and puppies where there are never any ads and the site always loads:

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(I am speaking of Dreamwidth, to be clear)

how do blogging

2011-10-14T11:54:36Z

What is this? I have finally managed to get lj mobile to run on my Nook? This means I may actually read everyone's posts, at least in theory. Doesn't really mean I'll be any better at writing them.

Posted via m.livejournal.com.

Invites To Things

2011-07-29T00:18:48Z

Sites I currently have invite codes for:

Dreamwidth
Archive Of Our Own
Diaspora*

First come, first serve!

- originally posted on Dreamwidth .

accurate

2011-06-01T19:49:12Z

I feel like I could probably just replace 90% of my non-fandom entries with this meme:

- originally posted on Dreamwidth .

tmi and also robins

2011-02-05T20:35:51Z

so yes, no sleep, long time without sleep, pretty much losing control of both whatever part of my brain controls the ability to make grammatical sense and the part that has the wisdom to not talk about Robin porn in public

here is a tmi about my day:

i have spent a large chunk of day either reading words in a robot voice or speaking with an incredibly horrible russian accent. i can't seem to type without saying what i'm typing out loud. that was not the tmi part.

the actual tmi part is that since the plasma donation people were like 'gtfo and fix your social security card and yes that' i am instead sitting in my living room writing porn about Robins, Jason and Tim to be specific but that is not surprising considering my recent tastes in both porn and Robins. anyway so idk if it is really porn so much as it is mostly dialogue but there is mild humiliation and accidental voyeurism/outing and specifically outing of previous Bruce/Jason and Bruce/Tim and oh my god when did I become a person capable of writing Batman/Robin in any capacity like i am simultaneously squicked the hell out and super into it while just writing it so

basically the part of my brain that should be telling me to stfu and not post this is currently asleep. so i am just going to giggle in a vaguely unsettling manner and hit post before i think better of my actions

i drew a jason on the whiteboard on my fridge i tried to give his thighs justice but also i hate dry erase markers so you know

whatever

like holy shit really, how is it possible that just one night of no sleep is seriously effecting my brain function/judgement to this degree i am usually much more resilient to sleep deprivation if nothing else

dear everyone, thank you for not unsubscribing a million years ago, i am the most ridiculous person and i'm probably not even that amusing in my manner of ridiculosity so

thanks

- originally posted on Dreamwidth .

RAEPPA HCIWDNAS

2010-05-21T20:35:12Z

I COULDN'T STOP MYSELF.

Catwoman #58. The scene was just too perfect.

gif gif gif gif gif ETA: ICONS

2010-05-17T12:46:21Z

this is absolutely 100% elven_freckles's fault.

edit: now contains ICONS OF DUBIOUS QUALITY!

HEY ASS-BUTT.

if anyone knows who made the original (textless) gif, I'd love to give credit but found it floating around and thus have no idea.

eta:

warning: may cause your eyes to bleed. and remember that not everybody's actually *seen* the finale yet, lol.

ahem.

Azkatraz Con Report & Related Incidents

2009-07-25T14:06:37Z

It all started at the HBP line party.

Well, that's actually a lie. It started when elven_freckles's sister and other friends had to back out on their plans to go to Azkatraz. It's been years since I was fully into Harry Potter fandom - I hadn't reread any of the books since the 7th came out, and even before then I wasn't really reading much fic any more. So when she asked whether I wanted to drive 7/8 hours to hit up a convention for a fandom I was barely even involved in, my response was..."maybe?"

Then I watched HBP, and suddenly couldn't remember why in hell I had ever let my HP love wane. I can't help it - I'm massively multifandom, and it inevitably leads to me obsessing over a few of them at a time, relegating the rest to the back of my brain until they cycle up to the front again. So I did some flaily vlogging and hi-fived Beka (elven_freckles) and decided to go forth and conquer the con...in a really last-minute sort of way.

Only we couldn't go for the whole thing, because Saturday night (also, incidentally, the night Amanda Fucking Palmer was in Oakland) we were scheduled to play a show together at Centre Stage. And Sunday she'd have to do music stuff for her church in the morning, so we wouldn't be able to make it until the Prison Break Ball. But hey, we figured - why not? Besides, then we would be able to get by with only a day pass and the Ball ticket. In all honesty, if we had been in the position to go for the whole time, I don't know if I would have been willing to go at all - Azkatraz might not have been asking Creation Con prices, but tickets were still pretty damn spendy in comparison to the cons I usually consider going to. As awesome as Wrock Around the Rock sounded, I doubt I would have been willing to hand over $100. Unemployed + broke because my former roommate disappeared and owes me money = not too enthusiastic about spending $$ on cons that don't seem to go particularly out of their way to be inexpensive.

So we spent the next four days practicing for our show and trying to pull together costumes/Ball outfits. Saturday night came, we set up, and...around four or five people showed up who weren't our immediate relatives. We valiantly played on, despite the fact that once again there was no one there young enough to understand why geeks covering Lady Gaga and Cobra Starship and the Mario Kart Lovesong on guitar and mandola was for lulz and great justice (there was also, for the record, quite a lot of Beka's fantastic original stuff). We covered Snape vs. Snape on piano and standup bass, for no other reason really other than we'd been listening to a lot of Ministry of Magic and I'd gone "we should play some wrock!" while we were sitting around rehearsing. And that we both really, really love that song.

We set up a time to meet and the next day and - oh, this is going to get long, isn't it?

took a few minutes to Nerdfighterify our Shoebox Project lovin' ride

there has to be a HP answer to ONTD_STARTREK and the various SPN capslock comms, right?

in retrospect, writing this was a REALLY BAD IDEA.

One stop for coffee later, and we were off. I spent most of the trip drawing and cutting out stencils, because I had pretty much thrown up my hands and acknowledged there was no way I could find/make a satisfactory costume in three days with no prior plan. Instead I figured I'd just cover a vest in HP-verse patches ("Ask before you enchant!" "Defend Centaur Land Rights" "Free Stan [Shunpike]" "Support the House-Elf Liberation Front!" etc) and call it halfway sort of lackluster good. The drive was going pretty well - easier for me than for Beka, who had to drive the whole way as I don't drive stick (- ahaha..er.), I was sitting there with my little paint bottles carefully stencilling my patches out, we'd found a semi-decent radio station, we were just passing Rohnert Park and Cotati,

and then some. motherfucking. douchebag. in a a huge. grey. van.

STOPS.

IN THE MIDDLE.

OF THE GODDAMN FREEWAY.

we were in the left lane, going the damn speed limit (!!) at least four car lengths behind them, and suddenly they've just stopped. neither of us can remember seeing any brakelights, I just can remember Beka slamming on the brakes and looking up to see the back of the van getting way too fucking close way too fucking fast. the brakes screeched and we skidded (but not slow enough) and there was this - I can't even really describe it. I don't remember the sound, or the feeling, just this sudden huge thing and then I was staring out the windshield and the airbags were deflating -

and the engine was on fire.

not just, you know...smoking. on fire. with big scary 'if this were a movie you'd be ten seconds away from exploding' flames. most of my common sense being unfortunately culled from TV and Hollywood, I took this as a sign to GTFO and stumbled out of the car, around it, on onto the grass divider. luckily for me traffic had stopped a good 50 feet behind us by then. I yelled at Beka to get out of the car, but her door was stuck and she had to kick it open - at the time I had this brief flash of it getting really stuck, and me having to go over to try and get it open and then both of us getting completely pwned when the car exploded - and both of us backed off from the car and just sort of stood by the divider, totally in shock, watching her car burn. And looking to our right to see the traffic entirely stopped, piling up as far as we could see.

Then some random dude pulled over, told us to stand further back, pulled a fire extinguisher out of his trunk and put out the fire, called in (incorrect) directions to 911, and cleared off. THANK YOU, RANDOM GUY. I can't even remember what Anonymous Random Guy looked like, because fairly soon after he left my brain decided to replace his face with Desmond Harrington. My fandom loserness, you guys, it never turns off.

So then the cops came, and the firemen came, and there was questions and license numbers and it's all kind of blurry. And not just because the airbag knocked the glasses off my face and I had to wait to get them out of the car.

After all of it, both of us were amazingly uninjured. We got varying degrees of whiplash and my right knee felt messed up for about a day afterwards, but...minor scrapes, bruises, whiplash and emotional fucking trauma, that was it. Neither of us broke anything or appear to (at this point) have any lasting injuries. We were incredibly fucking lucky.

this is the only picture I've got. because when you're in shock and surrounded by law enforcement, waving a camera around seems like a bad idea at the time.

A quick recap of things I love right now:
1. SEATBELTS. WEAR THEM MOTHERFUCKERS, AND YOU'LL BE ALIVE LIKE US.
2. AIR BAGS. The car I usually drive doesn't even have them.
3. CRUMPLE ZONES. Since Beka had the sense to hit them head-on instead of swerving and putting one (or both) of us in more danger, most of the force of the crash was absorbed by crumpling the crumple zone and setting it on fire.
4. RESILIENT WINDSHIELDS. Because we didn't suffer crazy lacerations or somehow get Wash-ed by the van's bumper or something. Thank you, windshield!
5. RANDOM PEOPLE WHO GO OUT OF THEIR WAY TO PUT OUT FIERY CAR WRECKS.

things I hate:
1. douchebags in big grey vans
2. anyone who brakes suddenly while I'm in the car from now until ever
3. loud "BANG"-ing noises (I'm looking at you, whoever that was in the Common Room)
4. cops who seem to assume you already know how to deal with being in a goddamn fiery car wreck 340 miles from home
5. douchebags in big grey vans
6. tow truck drivers whose response to the question "So where are the seat belts in here?" is "Stuck behind the seat, don't worry about it."
7. cars
8. any road bigger than a 2 lane highway...but most of them, too.

So then, I dunno, stuff happened, the douchebags in the big grey van drove off (their rear bumper was dented. they had some minor crunch action. they could drive off), and we waited for the tow truck. That ended in running red lights and stop signs and one of the tow truck guys flagging down a bus in Petaluma that could take us to downtown San Francisco, where our motel was.

Because by god, we had survived a fiery car crash and we were forty miles from Azkatraz and fuck the 'or', it was going to be "Azkatraz AND Bust". Also it's possible we were just in shock and going to a Harry Potter convention seemed the most sensible course of action.

So we got on the bus, carrying everything we could get out of the car (six bags, of various sizes and weights), and sat back to laugh somewhat hysterically, call our parents with our remaining cell battery life, and wonder if it had really happened. Unfortunately when we did eventually get towards downtown San Fran (hint: it wasn't a fast thing) we realized we had no real idea where the bus route was in relationship to the con and our hotel, so we ended up asking advice from a couple of people...and still ended up having to lug the bags (most of which were either heavy, large-ish, or both) at least six blocks...through downtown. And it was around 10 at night, so while the sketch factor wasn't out in full force yet, it was still pretty damn sketchy and 10pm in downtown San Francisco and we're two girls from podunk Oregon who look like we're 17, lugging our bags down the sidewalk. Not my idea of relaxing. But then we turned a corner onto 4th and bam! There was The Mosser! So we checked into our room -

- which ended up being a bed with about two feet of room around it and a sink in the corner, but I am definitely not complaining -

and after some more stress, realized it was almost 11. The Ball had started at 9, we had no idea how late things were going to go, no idea when the wrock afterparty was starting, we didn't really want to pay for the wifi, neither of us had any of the Azkatraz info phone numbers, we were exhausted and freaked out and had no idea what to do and ended up deciding to just try and get some sleep. (except I couldn't sleep, of course, but that's hardly new).

The next day we woke up and Beka got her Tonks outfit together and I resigned myself to a day of cramps and moodswings (oh yes, fan conventions, you are always so well timed) and halfheartedly sewed my patches on and stuck my vest over a random dress I'd picked up in my fruitless costume material thrifting time, and we struck out across the...okay, it was only three blocks or something to the Park55. We got there, registered, and headed towards the panels. Here's what I went to:

- Racism & Prejudice: House-Elves, Muggles, and Secret History
I went to this knowing that there was a good chance I wouldn't be getting anything new out of it. Unfortunately that was pretty much true. I'm always torn when it comes to panels: go to something you know you're really interested in, but might be just a rehashing of stuff you already know, or risk missing it in case it had new and exciting voices? Also Valerie Frankel grates on my nerves.

- Eyes of Deathly Hallows: Harry Potter's Corrected and Transforming Vision
Okay, here I'm going to admit that my knowledge of Deathly Hallows is more than rusty, and there were a few times during this presentation that I had to work to keep myself from doing the automatic "branch of philosophy I'm not particularly interested in la la la" zone-out. I didn't know about the parallels with Dante, though, and there were definitely a few things that caught my interest.

- Wrockin' for Justice
So for a while now I've been vaguely aware of wizard rock - scifigirl was always talking about it, and I'd heard some other people mention it, but apparently what I needed was for somebody to actually sit me down in person and go "listen to this song! and this one!" for me to actually plug in. And now I feel like a complete loser for completely missing out on the wrock scene for the last few years. This is why I'm such a crazy evangelical about all my fandoms! You never know who could be missing out on something that would make their life 100% more awesome! So, wrock. For great social justice. I love Kelli because she introduced me to Kwikspell's "Ravenclaw Crush". :D

- and then we went to the azkatrek meetup, and almost entirely failed at socializing. we did however sing along to the Don't Stop Believin' K/S vid and dance a little to Poker Face.

- Sirius-ly Celibate? Again: - Sexuality and the Adults of Harry Potter
I'm not exactly sure why I ended up at this one, but I did. It kind of collapsed into "x is why I think y is hot!" and thinly veiled ship manifestos, but it was fun.

- HP & The Unforgivable Curses
This started out slow. Really slow. I almost considered bailing, but then it picked up into a pretty animated discussion about memory charms and ethics and law in the wizarding world. Unfortunately since it took so long to take off, it ended just as it was getting really good.

- Slash as Social Justice
The only real critique I've got of this was that it didn't get into as many of the problematic areas of slash as I'd hoped it would.

- Mock Trial: The People vs. Harry Potter
This? This was wacky fun for all. I was too tired to argue, but listening was just as much fun.

After that we sat around and tried to find out what things were going on, but we didn't really know anyone and Beka wanted to get a shirt signed so we stuck around for a while after...and since she hadn't seen HBP since the midnite premiere, we decided to catch a showing before the Chris Rankin podcast thing. Turns out it costs $11 to see a movie during prime movie-watching hours in a big city. Despite the fact that this is totally ridiculous, we went anyway because of the siren call of actual surround sound and also we had no idea what else to do and I was too tired to figure out anything interesting that was close enough to actually get to.

There were definitely Azkatraz folks in that theater - don't think we couldn't hear you sniggering at the same spots we were. :D

So we went back, and arrived at the...whatever room it was in time to snag some second-row-from-the-front seats. Chris Rankin and everyone from the podcasts/bands (sorry, like I said...out of touch) got there, they did the podcast, Chris is a total sweetheart who loves cons and goes to film school, and I am going to love him so much in DH. Beka got to ask him a film school related question, majoring in that herself, which led to twittering of one of his projects!

After that whole thing was over, we went back to the area where a bunch of people were hanging out talking and playing that game where you stick a name on someone's forehead/back and they have to guess it. It got pretty loud and I was feeling tired and cranky and antisocial so I just sort of sat around for a bit, and then went off to find quieter conversations...struck the jackpot, met some really cool people, and a bunch of us ended up talking until 4 in the morning. In person geek socializing, win!

and then Tuesday we were lucky enough to get a ride but we had to leave pretty soon after we got up and we stopped by the car which now looks like this:

...and I have just spent entirely too much time writing that, but at least now it's written.

okay, Beka. your turn to fill in the gaps. XD ILU!

ps. going out of town again for a week, driving I-5 augh wish me luck.

anti-angel pie

2009-05-18T00:26:24Z

the night of watching 4.22, me and fadedrunes made pie!

I wanted to try a cut-out crust on top, and at first I thought, maybe the Devil's Gate symbol from AHBL...but then I was like, hey, how bout something more S4? And since I'd already done the Devil's Trap from Bobby's panic room, I figured, hey, how about Anna's GTFO Angels symbol?

so we had this awkward, half-fallen apart store-bought bottom crust. Sara made moar crust and reconstructed it.

OM NOM LEMON BLUEBERRY PIE. (we also stuck crushed walnuts on top)

so the first time I did the crust I forgot to put anything under it, so when I flipped it over it died.
consequently I redid it really quickly and the crust was really thick and the knife I was using was way too huge but hey.

and then I was all WHOOPOS I forgot the circle. but blueberry juice, kinda like blood, yes? it'll work.

MMM PIE

I LOVES ME SOME PIE

it was DELICIOUS, let me tell you.

this bzns is < srs

2009-04-20T08:10:44Z

because he just left and because I am sitting on your futon watching ANTM over your shoulder like a creeper, I just remembered that I NEVER POSTED THIS even though I made it for you ages ago so

HERE YOU GO SARAMIAH

ILU

you're both immortalized in gif form FOREVER

SG1 6.05 - Nightwalkers: approved for your consumption by real Oregon coasties!

2009-04-20T07:29:28Z

Well, mostly. Sort of. Kinda. More on that later in the post, but first to say that this is the most authentic-looking fictional small town in Oregon we've seen yet. By we I mean myself, fadedrunes, and rainwalker_50...and the three of us have a combined 34 years living in a Small Coastal Oregon Town, so we're almost kind of like an authority on the subject. The main street with one light, the buildings, the interiors with fish and netting and buoys on the walls and shit - all pretty much the real thing.

If you told me that was Newport, I would totally believe you. It actually looks a hell of a lot like the southern stretch of Port Orford, honestly.

this! the art gallery, in that same damn lettering that is all along 101. also, the random dog.

the craft store - I can't help but think of Redding and Bandon, in particular, haha.

THE GODDAMN SEASTARS SUSPENDED IN FISHING NET. this is the stuff that haunts my dreams, fandom. until I go home for the weekend, and then it haunts my life.

the fish on the wall! the buoy! the painting of a fishing boat! the weird nautical knickknacks you can't even identify!

I just love big old warehouses. This one I could see on 101 somewhere around Ophir.

"No, see, if this was really Oregon...Teal'c and Jonas would be hotboxing in that car." -Jake

True facts. A note to writers: if you set a story in rural Oregon and do not take into account the fact that 80% of all people smoke pot (fishermen, teachers, nice old ladies, rednecks, and the dude that delivers your pizzas; everybody), you are probably Doing It Wrong. (edit: oh my, look at the date!) Also, the longer your characters are in rural Oregon without encountering someone who at the very least mentions meth, the less believeable it gets.

People in a town are acting strangely? Meth.
Mysterious warehouse? Meth lab.
Giant huge syringe which is apparently Important Business? Oh dear lord they've invented concentrated liquid meth, gtfo while you still can.

Got to say though, I have a really hard time seeing a town of whatever size Steveston is supposed to be maintaining a shipyard up until 2000 (two years prior to the episode airing, when it supposedly shut down).

Lulz aside, here's the reason I bothered to make this post at all.

One of the things that jumped out at me about this episode - besides the usual lulz of Vancouver show actor-sharing was, it's the second time I've seen a Vancouver-filmed show cast a black man as the sheriff of a small, rural town in Oregon/Northern California. The other was in Supernatural, in the pilot (and that guy is one of the, what, two? three? black male characters to survive Kripke actually giving them lines). At first I just thought, huh, that's kind of a weird pattern (if you can call two instances a pattern). But this is why I think it actually matters, and why it really does bother me: It ignores the ugly, racist history of the Pacific Northwest. And by history, I also mean going on right the fuck now.

Racism isn't taken seriously by whites in rural Oregon, whether because they're actual all-out bigots or because they've spent their lives in such a homogeneously white area that it never even occurs to them what they're doing. In my experience, a depressingly large percent of them are Actual Racist Bigots, the kind that come with capital letters and (unfortunately) voting cards. I'd love to say that a man of color being a sheriff in rural Oregon/NorCal is completely believable, but I don't even know of any cops who are people of color...and, for that matter, finding a PoC in a position of political power is pretty rare. That said, for all I know, small towns in Washington and BC (or other parts of Oregon) have racial dynamics that are vastly improved over the whole State o' Jefferson area, and so they assume things are just as improved down here. Or maybe they're just being optimistic. But painting some rosy picture of race relations in rural Oregon doesn't do anyone any favors.

When completely racist shit is going down and not being confronted at all, when our English teacher's unarmed, PoC son was shot and killed by cops; this is not a place that can possibly be read as even vaguely post-racial. And yet, it seems to me like that's exactly what shows are doing: as if because Oregon isn't the South, because it's a Blue State, it's some magical tolerant land where history has no effect. It's not just incorrect, it's downright harmful because it just glosses over the ongoing problems.

On a somewhat different note, by casting a black man as Steveston's sheriff, the writers give the narrative a pass to ignore the townspeople's reactions to Teal'c as a man of color. The emphasis is put on him as a stranger, a dude in a really conspicuous-looking coat; and to us in the audience, as an alien. The question of 'hey, you know, what if this was an actual town and Christopher Judge walked into that bar?' is totally avoided.

I just. Well. I wish I was a lot better at articulating things like this.

In conclusion, I kind of wish shows would stop making up fictional small towns in Cascadia altogether. Seriously. There's enough already, just pick one! Is anyone really going to care if you have a set or some other town stand in for Winchester Bay or Port Orford or Drain or Legat or Garberville? No. Just stop by one on one of your trips from your filming sets to the offices in Hollywood. Hell, maybe it'll get a few more people to come in and buy their local jam or whatever. ~~of course if we ever get a goddamn tourist tax going that would help~~ Yeah. On the other hand, we have...Eureka. So maybe completely fictional towns are best.

the obiquitous RaceFail post

2009-03-29T03:54:27Z

I have not posting anything about RaceFail '09 because it's pretty obvious that I don't have anything new to contribute - any points that I have to make have already been made, more eloquently and by people with a hell of a lot more life experience.

However, it is becoming increasingly clear to me that my silence (anyone's silence) could be construed as disapproval of the whole discussion being brought up at all, or agreement with the people who are framing it some sort of hysterical witch-hunt targeting white fans and writers.

So. Growing up in Brookings, I learned to not really speak up when people were being racist, or sexist, homophobic, [insert hateful, systemic societal problem here]. I liked to think, at the time, that this was out of something like self-preservation. It was not. It was out of cowardice and fear. Recognizing that now does not fix it. The situations where I could have offered a dissonant voice of sanity are gone, and regretting my teenage passive-aggressive silence does not help anything unless I channel that guilt into doing something positive now. I am making a promise to myself to be a better ally, to speak up more, to confront things when they happen.

When that conversation with Jacen happened (that I quoted a few posts ago), I was basically speechless. All I did was gape and look really uncomfortable, while my mom interjected, "Now...that's not politically correct!". Fuck that. I should have told him that what he said was racist and inappropriate. I need to make sure that next time it happens, I'm ready to do more than just wilt and glare.

I'm sure plenty of people have done this before but

2009-02-04T07:22:42Z

Pear Ginger (devil's trap) Pie

2008-11-23T11:48:18Z

this is what I did with my Friday night.

left: fringelement right: fadedrunes center: Pear Ginger Pie from The Garden of Vegan by Tanya Barnard & Sarah Kramer

sometime after bekabee left to drive down from Newburg to join us in watching 4.10, I rode my bike down to Sundance to pick up the missing ingredients. for the pie we used two Clairgeau, two Comice, and one Asian Pear.

while the rest of us (Sarah, rainwalker_50, elven_freckles, Jeremiah) goofed off, fadedrunes mixed the dough and set it to chill...some misadventures later (we forgot the vanilla extract) she finished the filling and rolled out the dough. and then, you know, put them together.

with all the actual pie-making work done, I got with the decorating.

you know what's awesome? reference photos. thank you SuperWiki!

there was still plenty of dough left after the main design was complete...

so I decided to upgrade it to the version we've seen in Bobby's panic room.

no demons are getting in (or out) of this thing.

while I was obsessing over pie crust, fadedrunes and Sarah got everything ready for the burgers

and potatoes! they're like ~~fried~~ baked crack.

with the pie finished, we enjoyed some tasty, tasty burgers (Amy's Texas and All American Veggie Burgers, fresh guac (minus lime, which we...forgot.), grilled onions, sautéed mushrooms, black beans, NOM)

and taters. I think Ruby would approve.

then we stuck the pie in the oven and put on I Know What You Did Last Summer. by which I mean, 4.09.

but not before we took a bunch of pictures and forgot that a pie with a very juicy filling should not be tipped at wacky angles. whoopos!

one demon-sexing episode later, and bam! PIE!

we probably should have left it in a little longer

but we're not exactly experts on this whole pie-baking business

we're just really enthusiastic!

and then fadedrunes had a minor demon problem

and okay, so it was probably juicier than a pie is really supposed to be

but that didn't stop it from being THE MOST RIDICULOUSLY DELICIOUS THING I HAVE EVER TASTED (that didn't involve chocolate). especially with a scoop of Double Rainbow Vanilla Bean Soy Cream, which, hokay - Double Rainbow makes the creamiest damn not-ice-cream I have ever tasted. fact.

and in conclustion: NOM.

and then we watched Heaven and Hell. I will be articulating my thoughts on this whole two-parter at some point, but in the meantime, you can get our immediate reaction.

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2008-10-14T05:24:09Z

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2008-08-08T06:56:02Z

she was right there.

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2008-08-07T16:29:03Z

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ahahahaaa

2008-06-06T13:00:51Z

tell me, internets, will this icon be as funny when I wake up later today as it is now?

yes, I think so.

a Demon Jesus fanmix

2008-06-05T22:05:39Z

This one's for the congregation at sammessiah.

DOWNLOAD ZIP OF ALBUM + COVERS AT: SENDSPACE

1. Black Sabbath - The Gates of Hell
(instrumental)

2. The Dresden Dolls - The Gardener
my little misbegotten
you're quite a stubborn bud
if we can't make you open
we will take it out in blood
...
we’ll make a man out of you yet
a crown of thorns around your head
get off your knees and have a look
this is as good as it will get
...
we’ll make a man out of you yet
you won't know what will hit you next
the gardener's coming to collect
you wanted love, that’s what you get

3. Emilie Autumn - God Help Me
god help me
and just maybe
i'll learn to help myself
speak to me
don't leave me
he's burning me
won't you shine in my direction and help me
won't you lend me your protection and help me
...
don't make me choose
i've got too much to fucking lose
for i am with you
and also with you

4. David Torn - Trying To Understand
from the soundtrack of The Order
(instrumental)

5. Nine Inch Nails - Me, I'm Not
i'm not used to this
can't seem to shut it off
this thing i've begun
and it's hard to tell - just
where it's coming from
and it's hard to see
what i'm capable of
and it's hard to believe - just
what i've become

hey
can we stop?

6. Danzig - Am I Demon
everything i need is me
everything i am
am i beast or
am i human
am i just like you
power seething
really reeling
reaching out for you

am I demon?
you need to know

7. Rohan Kriwaczek - The Sultry Dance of Death
from The Guild of Funerary Violinists
(instrumental)

8. Nine Inch Nails - Demon Seed
i thought maybe
i thought this would go away
but it continues
the only constant
every day
stronger

i will use my voice
and i will use my fist
to destroy
everything i can

now i know
what this is all about
now i know
exactly what i am

there is a seed
inside of me
that makes me

9. Black Sabbath - Lost Forever
it's too late to say you care
when there's evil in your stare
you say you're not to blame
in your head voices mocking every prayer
...
and hell's just a breath away
you're lost forever
and there's no way out you burn
with fire it's time to get out

10. Matt Uelman - Leoric
from the soundtrack to Diablo II
(instrumental)

11. Danzig - Son of the Morning Star
am i more
damned than thou
should i wear torture's crown
...
shall i bask in god's light
shall i fall
one more time

12. I Am Ghost - The Denouement
dies irae solvet saeclum in favilla
mors stupebit cum resurget creatura

(a day of wrath will dissolve the world into glowing ashes
death shall be amazed when creation rises again)

13. D'espairsRay - DAMNED
sono me wo mihiraki utsuse
nozonda sekai ka?
daichi no uneri sora e no sakebi
honoo ni dakareta nageki wo

sono me wo fusagazu utsuse
yuganda sekai wo
gareki ni utare kusariyuku hibi
omae no tamashii e to kisareru

(your eyes reflect, wide open
is this the hoped-for world?
i shout to the sky over a roiling earth
a lament embraced by fire

your eyes reflect unshuttered
the distorted world is
struck by rubble in these rotting days
it's recorded in your soul)

14. Lacuna Coil - Heir of a Dying Day
standing aside he's the saviour
of your only human part you
cannot see he came to save us
you will see

15. The Young Werewolves - Touched By a Demon
i feel the world pressing down on me
i can't escape my demon destiny

i was touched by a demon
damned by the devil
highway to hell

Screamin' Jay Hawkins - Little Demon
down in the valley on a foggy little rock
stood a pretty little demon blowing his top
fire in his eyes and smoke from his head
you gotta be real cool to hear the words he said
...
he had steam in his soul for the one he loved so
he had death on his mind 'cause my demon let him go
he gonna run through the world 'til we understand his pain
somebody help him get his demon home again

Kamelot - Wings of Despair
i don't believe
that my story is set
nothing is destined
or blatant
bound to this body
a world full of hate
no one will heed if i fall

Laibach - Jesus Christ Superstar
every time i look at you
i don't understand
why you let the things you did
get so out of hand
you'd have managed better
if you'd had it planned

.

first batch o' blasphemy (15)

2007-11-10T08:32:32Z

So instead of being productive this last day or so, I've been making icons. I'm rusty as hell, so some of these are of dubious quality - but there are a few I really like and plan on expanding from. There are definitely more on the way. Particularly Dean, who got somewhat left out of these first few. for sammessiah - which rocks an unholy amount.

Please comment and credit!

1. 2. 3.
4. 5. 6.
7. 8. 9.
10. 11. 12.
13. 14. 15.

caps from Oxoniensis Art, betgirl, mainly.

4. Leviticus 16:7 Then he shall take the two goats, and set them before the Lord at the door of the tent of meeting;
8 and Aaron shall cast lots upon the two goats, one lot for the Lord and the other lot for Azazel.
9 And Aaron shall present the goat on which the lot fell for the Lord, and offer it as a sin offering;
10 but the goat on which the lot fell for Azazel shall be presented alive before the Lord to make atonement over it, that it may be sent away into the wilderness to Azazel.

5. Abraham 14:5 May you be the firebrand of the furnace of the earth! Go, Azazel, into the untrodden parts of the earth.

6. I really want to do more Mary icons, but part of me also wants to wait for whatever this season reveals about her - possible demonic connections, what?

7. 1 Enoch 2:8 The whole earth has been corrupted through the works that were taught by Azazel: to him ascribe all sin.

i c o n

2004-09-02T01:04:46Z

Mostly of Julian, but with some noteable exceptions.

Teasers: 1. 2.

03. 04. 05. 06.
07. 08. 09. 10.
11. 12. 13. 14.
15. 16. 17. 18.
19. 20.

1: "I Ran Away", Coldplay
3-4: "English Summer Rain", Placebo
5: "Somewhere Only We Know", Keane
6: "Somebody Told Me", The Killers
9: REM, obviously.
11: "Mad World", Tears For Fears. More of these coming soon.
14: "Wish You Were Here", Rasputina
15-18: "Secret Agent Man", Johnny Rivers

Caps from ezri_dax, except for one or two that I picked up in various miscellaneous places I can't remember.

Please comment to take!