Fuchsia's Journal

GAY PRAWNS

fruufoo — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 11:17:37 GMT

Are there actually any literally gay prawns?

We have been discussing this at Connotations, but nobody is sufficiently knowledgeable about the sex lives of aquatic wildlife to be able to answer the question. I'm a bit loathe to google it as it's just going to turn up random internet stuff. Can anyone help?

Party invite, life

fruufoo — Wed, 02 Sep 2009 21:08:19 GMT

PARTY

I'm having a party on the 19th-20th for Talk Like a Pirate Day (and having passed some exams) in Slough. Anyone wanna come? :D It's fancy dress and there will be party games.

I thought I should check, in case any of you still remember that I exist. *g*

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LIFE

It seems like there's never enough time to come on LJ in the evenings after work. Which is ridiculous, of course; I spend ages talking to friends and have Facebook open all evening every evening, and it's not like everyone there on average even posts more interesting things than my Flist on LJ.

I'm sadly lacking in slash these days. It's been a bit of a flurry of work, exams and various anime and anime-related events. Anime sucks you in with its pretty boys and surprising variety of porn and leaves you an empty dried-out husk of a fan; the comedown after cons is incredible, and generally accompanied by a week-long hangover, full-body ache, flashbacks about doing embarrassing things after more alcohol than you'd usually drink in a year, and the need to sleep for 18 hours straight before you feel even vaguely normal again. Slash is a far gentler mistress than anime. Of course, maybe other people get those things at slash cons too, and I'm doing it wrong. ;)

I have had fun, of course, at the anime cons and such, but blimey, it tires you out, and slash? I really sorta miss you. Connotations will be a start, but I know I've been neglecting you and we need to spend more time together. <3

Fic: Torchwood poetry

fruufoo — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 23:24:40 GMT

Well, you know how it is when you're upset: emotastic sonnets. This is unbetad, and probably doesn't flow quite right, but if I don't bung it up now, it'll rot on my hard drive. Don't read it unless you're up-to-date with Torchwood, as it's spoilertastic and won't make any sense.

The gadget you thrice fixed beyond repair
The shot removed before you sewed me up
Outward signs of inward sadness, despair
Writ on my skin, my empty coffee cup.

(Maybe he's numb. How much can one man feel?
My life is short. So brief from them to him,
But each death lies like steps beneath his heel
As he runs past us all, as we all dim.)

The rubble shall be cleared from Cardiff bay,
New paving laid and tourists walking past.
Our child shall never see where wonders lay
The hub lost, like you all, under the blast.

I'll keep us close, despite this, forever,
With these:

Tech,
Bullet,
Mug.

All together.

Expo, The Secret Adventures of Jules Verne, me

fruufoo — Sun, 02 Nov 2008 21:12:46 GMT

I was planning to go to the London Expo with my brother, but he was ill, so we didn't end up going and watched films / played games instead. I haven't been to the Expo before, so we shall have to go next time, or something.

I am in love with "The Secret Adventures of Jules Verne". I'm about halfway through; it's wonderfully slashy, highly steampunkalicious, and I adore many of the characters. I advise all of you to get hold of a copy and watch the series.

I've been feeling deeply antisocial, and really rather depressed lately. I'm discontent about various things that are either out of my control or can't currently be changed, and it's making everything seem somewhat bleak and company seem undesirable. I've mostly been avoiding talking to everyone, partially because I lack the energy to do so and partially because I feel like I have nothing to say that hasn't already been said. This has had the somewhat predictable side-effect of making me feel a tad lonely. I don't really feel maudlin like I usually do when I'm down, just frustrated and constantly exhausted.

Cactus juice and porn

fruufoo — Sat, 04 Oct 2008 21:41:37 GMT

Are both good! Or not so good, depending on whether it's formulaic Japanese porn or not, and your perspective.

We are at Connotations, FYI. Those of you who're slashy and not here should really be here.

Am currently doing some extensive research into Tremors characters for mother, for the Park Hotel Crossover Mayhem fic. I'm not sure what she's writing, but it probably involves tentacles.

Day out

fruufoo — Sun, 20 Jan 2008 13:40:53 GMT

I'm at fides's house, yay! People're watching Hogfather, but I've seen it before, so paying attention not strictly necessary.

There was lots of ~~porn~~ art yesterday; by the end of the afternoon it was a bit of a case of "pah, just another cock. Seen so many of those today! Show me something more exciting". We were at the Barbican to see the Seduced exhibition. Everyone was being very serious, apart from our group who were wandering around it in a giggling huddle, commenting on the physical practicalities and impossibilities of some of the positions portrayed in the artwork. There were an awful lot of extremely large cocks and disturbing paintings with swans (really, feathers *there* would not be good!)

I had extremely strange and kinky dreams last night.

I'm going to have to brave the buses soon and try to get back to Slough; not really looking forward to it! Perhaps I'll post a general "what I've been upto" ramble and reply to some emails when I get back.

Slash

fruufoo — Mon, 10 Sep 2007 19:18:53 GMT

The mothery unit is watching University Challenge, and they just had a question on slash.

We're all mainstream now, y'know; going to have to make up a stranger and more obscure genre of fiction to hang out in!

Woot, meme

fruufoo — Tue, 10 Jul 2007 23:18:00 GMT

Courtesy of temaris

THE RULES:

1. Leave me a comment, saying whatever you fancy, or something entirely random!
2. I'll 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 the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.

1/ Peanut butter seems to lead naturally to: Marmite. Love/Hate?

I used to adore marmite, until I decided that perhaps eating spoonfuls of it at a time was bad for me and tried reduced salt yeast extract. Now marmite tastes far too salty to me.

2/ Are you going to start using LJ more? Now you have internet again ;-)

I have been meaning to, but then when I'm in the mood, people chat to me via messenger and interrupt my wonderful ideas. ;) I also don't have a great deal to say, and a huge backlog of books to read. I've been taking photos with my phone, so if I had a blog, it'd be visual at the moment; I really should post it up so that it's not just me who sees them.

Fandom-wise, I haven't done *anything* for far too long.

3/ So, how are you?

The honest version, or the non-whiny one? ;)

I'm better, than I was. Even by my standards I didn't cope with my last romantic breakup well, and the health problems kicked me from maudlin back into serious depression just as I was getting a bit happier before. My definition of being okay over the last year has been not going to sleep or waking up crying.

I'm mostly frustrated rather than unhappy now, which is far healthier, IMHO. I could do with more of a social life, and some friends; I've been making some attempts since moving, but it's going a bit slowly for my liking. I could also do with spending at least a weekend shagging someone, although realistically I think I'd need a month or more to work out the frustration. *g*

Today I'm feeling positive, and slightly restless. I'm nervous; there's someone who I think I fancy the pants off of, but I can't decide if I do or not, which is unusual for me, and I don't know what'll happen about it and how I'll feel about anything that does happen.

4/ To have loved and lost, or never to have loved at all?

Oh, to have loved and lost. What's the point in being alive if you just stagnate and don't try things? I think that love defines us as people, and creates the reference point for us to look at everything else. Without love, it would be impossible to have morals, interests, or any real feeling, as we wouldn't have the scale with which to measure or ascribe importance to anything else. Not to understand love would be to render everything meaningless and pointless. It's like asking if it's better to go out in daylight and experience rain than it is to live in a dark box.

5/ Where you you rather be right now?

Amsterdam in the fantastic bagel shop Dawn and I went to years ago. The Wendy House in Leeds. In an extremely large bed full of cute girls and very pretty crossdressers in heavy makeup, gothic lolita dresses and corsets, with a camera to take photos of them.

Holiday, NHS

fruufoo — Mon, 09 Jul 2007 14:30:03 GMT

We went canal boating. I shall post up pictures when I have the time and access to my laptop. *g* It rained rather a lot.

In other news, I went to the doctor today. £20.55 on prescription medicine! Even if I need it to not feel ill all the time, the damage to my wallet makes me feel rather awful. It seems somewhat harsh given that this is a prescription that's going to have to be repeated every two months for forever if the doctor doesn't eventually allow me to have it in bulk (the chemist muttered in a somewhat disgruntled way that the fee is subsidising all the OAPs and unemployed oiks who don't have to pay, and people who have other lifelong conditions that the NHS considers more disruptive) and, well, I didn't choose to have a problem. That money would buy me so many other things. :( All in all, I've spent nearly £100 this month between NHS medical / dental and optician fees.

Goodbye

fruufoo — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 23:07:13 GMT

I wondered why my everyone was looking slightly pale yesterday, and what the odd smell was. I know; gallows humour, isn't it, to make comments like that now, after all the news today and yesterday.

I realise it's already too late, that it started being too late last night, that there's nothing anyone can do about it now; there are too many of them, and I can see it starting to affect them.

If any of you are reading this, I'm glad it hasn't taken you yet. Things here have been happening slowly; it's less metropolitan so the water is probably less polluted. It's the only reason I can think of as to why things aren't as bad here as they are in London yet, or how they are for some of you. I've been using my father's magnifying glass and some plastic bottles to heat and distill water, but I don't know whether it'll take the taint out, or whether I'll be able to produce enough for me to survive. If I can hide from the others well enough for it to be worthwhile, of course.

I don't think I'm ill yet. I can't stand the thought that I'll never see any of you again. I thought I'd see those of you who I love over the next month or year, and now it's already too late. If you can still read this, I love you. I really, really love you, and I never stopped for a moment. I hope you go well, and with your own minds.

I don't know whether I'll be able to stand to come back on here, if the internet stays operational; I don't think I could stand to see those of you who're commenting or posting now not post anymore, and know how and why you've gone. I wish I could kill myself, but I don't know to do it so that I don't come back.

Coming out

fruufoo — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 22:32:34 GMT

I... ah, I haven't exactly been in a situation where I'm in the closet about my sexuality for a long time. How does one go about introducing your interest in the same gender into seemingly completely straight working environments?

I feel rather awkward being around a large number of people who don't know that I like women, because they keep telling me about what it'll be like when I have a husband (which could happen, but I don't enjoy the assumption that it's not going to be a wife, heh), and I'm always having to think about what I say, and numerous other things that aren't serious but aren't really compatible with being myself.

Books, boys and Bollywood

fruufoo — Tue, 12 Jun 2007 23:06:31 GMT

Books:

I joined a group for vegan lesbians (a somewhat obscure crossover of interests, I agree, but it works and there are actually more than one or two members). Meals out with them have been fantastic; I suspect I shall learn where all of the best vegetarian haunts in London are soon. Bizarrely, I was greeted by a slasher, who reminded me of one of my friends from Middlesbrough. I can't help wondering if they're long-lost siblings or something.

Jules, If you're reading this, you're really cool and I will write you whatever bizarre thing you can dream up that nobody else will write for you; it was lovely of you to come and greet me.

The vegan lesbian group also runs a reading group; I'm sure some of you read lesbian novels, so does anyone have any recommendations beyond the obvious things that they've probably read already? :)

Boys:

Most of mine are missing from online. Where are you all to chat to, my flirting, pervy, wonderful people? I'm going to have to start perving at my vanilla friends if you don't show up soon, or my ex-girlfriend, who seems to be attempting to flirt with me.

There's a *gorgeous* boy at work (and by gorgeous, I mean better than Brian Molko when he's being especially pretty). I somehow managed to walk into a door twice - once on each way past - the other day because he was standing in our corridor just where I had to go, and my brain escaped to a better place.

God, I'm so incredibly suave.

I never get to talk to him, unfortunately, and they hide him in a corner surrounded by files in a part of the offices I rarely visit. I have a piece of paperwork that needs dropping off over there tomorrow, so maybe I'm not going to look like such an idiot this time. Well, one can always hope. I think if this goes on much longer I'm going to go crazy and send him a love letter through the internal mail.

Bollywood:

Our local Tesco has a Bollywood dvd and cd shop inside it. How much cooler is that than a manky cafe and a clothes section?

LJ

fruufoo — Thu, 31 May 2007 23:59:26 GMT

Wow, I missed all the drama.

One wonders whether interests such as bdsm will be next in line. This reminds me of Yahoo Groups' purging of slash a while back based on the possibility of them including chan.

Also, why is it that child porn always gets the most negative attention? There are plenty of other truly horrific illegal activities that surely need as much bad press as that has, if not more. I notice that the interest "snuff", for example, has 76 communities and 386 users, and a lot of those don't exactly look like they're joking about liking it. Surely killing people for kicks ranks higher in the list of things that're Bad and Wrong than groping a few children, or am I missing something here?

Mmmmmm

fruufoo — Tue, 22 May 2007 20:54:33 GMT

Daddy was making me stressed, so I made biscuits.

Am now considerably less stressed. *pats contented tummy* I took a photo, and maybe I'll post it up some time.

Daddy's currently cleaning the kitchen; it's already at hospital-operating-theatre cleanliness stage (or at least, how clean I imagine them to be *g*), but I think he's going for the vacuum-in-deepest-space-that-there's-nothing-floating-around-in stage. Yesterday the bathroom stank more than a swimming pool where they've been overenthusiastic with the chlorine, and today it's the sink's turn. *subtly closes door and opens the windows where she's sat*

The sky is currently a pink-tinged blue, and floating up there is an indigo manta-ray of a cloud, gradually sweeping towards the house.

I filled my pen holder at work today with flowers, because it was too nice outdoors to leave it behind when lunchtime ended, and I haven't been working there for long enough to feel comfortable coming back inside with a daisychain.

Despite these pretty things, I am sad; I have nobody to talk to every day outside of work besides Daddy, who doesn't want to talk about anything besides tidying and the merits and drawbacks of different routes to work (oh, and a hedgehog that's apparently lurking in our compost heap). I miss Rich, and I miss a large number of you. I think I have a slight freshers' flu style illness from the change of location, and the sneezing is upsetting my tummy, which doesn't enjoy all the lurching around.

Daddy bugging me about getting up, and when I want to get up, and how I'm not in the bathroom yet is making me very tense in the morning, and consequently I'm waking up a lot during the night thinking that it's time to get up when it's actually 2am, and I've been exhausted since I got here because of it, and unable to wake up when it actually is time to get up.

I keep making cups of tea and drinks and then Daddy pours them away before I've drank more than half a cup. This is somewhat irritating, especially when I want a caffeine fix. He was lucky I didn't stab him with a kitchen knife earlier when I discovered my tea was gone. *g* My level of comprehension about the lack of tea was very similar to Jack's about the lack of rum (god, I'm looking forward to going to see the third PotC film *g*)

Next week I have events of a making-myself-a-social-life variety to attend, and Daddy's cleaning marathon will be at an end, so hopefully things'll brighten up for me. *g* I think I might just go straight to bed after work for a few days once Daddy's stopped fussing.

Meeee

fruufoo — Thu, 03 May 2007 19:34:31 GMT

Just to let everyone know that I'm up here and everything's been going really well. I can't say much because I'm sat in Daddy's office being rushed while I type this.

Alas still no real internet access; I can use some websites at work, but nothing non-worksafe or blocked (and the blocked list includes LJ, woe is me!)

Moving house

fruufoo — Mon, 30 Apr 2007 13:42:12 GMT

I'm moving upto Slough later and making it my primary base of operations. I shall have no internet up there for an unknown period of time.

I'm probably going to be back here occasionally at weekends, so if it takes me a while to get back online, if you want to get hold of me try sending an email. :)

The temptation was just too great.

fruufoo — Mon, 30 Apr 2007 00:15:33 GMT

Damn you, apples, damn you all! Curse you and your seductively clustering in the fruit bowl ways!

Victorian Romance Emma

fruufoo — Sat, 28 Apr 2007 10:45:13 GMT

One of my favourite anime series is having a second season, and it's being fansubbed. Excellent!

I wish someone would license it over here, because I'd love to have a proper dvd copy. Why is it that the best series always get neglected by the English and US companies?

For anyone who enjoys drama/historical/romance anime, I highly recommend it.

Jobs - part 2

fruufoo — Thu, 19 Apr 2007 00:14:05 GMT

I've been offered another one today. They're like buses, obviously.

Jobs

fruufoo — Tue, 17 Apr 2007 22:38:20 GMT

I've been offered a permanent one.

I was beginning to wonder if I'm unemployable, what with all of the things I've applied to and haven't heard back from / been rejected for. *g*

I've been very busy, but in a good way.

Books, films meme

fruufoo — Wed, 11 Apr 2007 14:30:19 GMT

Books:

I decided it was time to get my arse into gear and read more decent literature. Really, my reading lists have been appalling for the last few years, and it's doing neither my vocabulary or my writing skills any good whatsoever. Would anyone like to recommend me a book or several books? Or books about books, for that matter?

Currently in my bedroom waiting to be read are the following:

The Prince - Niccolo Machiavelli
The Iliad and the Odyssey - Homer
The Rights of Man, Common Sense and Other Political Writings - Thomas Paine
The History of Rasselas: Prince of Abyssinia - Samuel Johnson
Decameron - Giovanni Boccaccio
A Tale of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
Meditations - Marcus Aurelius
Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy

Yes, I know I should've read at least a few of these already, especially considering that some of them were relevant to my English A level. *hangs head in shame*

I'm also halfway through A Vindication of the Rights of Woman by Mary Wollstonecraft, and The Social Contract by Jean-Jacques Rousseau.

Films meme:
(pinched from duranorak's LJ, because she always does the best memes)

Look up your 10 favorite movies on IMDB
Post three official IMDB "Plot Keywords" for these 10 picks.
Have your friends guess the show names.

(see comments for answers)

~~1. Dark Future, Desaturated Colors, Dog~~ Guessed by bhaumat
~~2. Historical, Fairy Tale, Royal Romance~~ Guessed by alfrinsia
~~3. Incest, Domestic Servant, Murder Mystery~~ As good as guessed by bhaumat
~~4. Vigilante, Death During Filming, Shot In The Hand~~ Guessed by fides
~~5. Asia, Polygyny, Dance~~ Guessed by bhaumat
6. Cross Dressing, Glass Shattered Vocally, Hiding In Closet
~~7. Child With Gun, Protection, Loss Of Family~~ Guessed by darklyromantic
8. Mormon, Fiancé Fiancée Relationship, Sushi Bar
~~9. Black Comedy, Octopus, Revenge~~ Guessed by midnightschilde
10. Extreme Violence, Cannibalism, Multiple Story Line

Norwich and such

fruufoo — Mon, 09 Apr 2007 21:15:50 GMT

I'm very tired out!

This weekend we went to see my brother in Norwich (he's at uni there, and couldn't bring himself to come back for Easter). Norwich is a much cooler place than I imagined it would be; I was expecting a backwater town with nothing interesting in it, but I was pleasantly surprised to find that it isn't. The parts of it that I saw were extremely pretty, being filled with cherry trees in blossom and rather attractive hippyish and cybergothy types. There were a heck of a lot of second hand record shops etc, and it was generally fantastic. I think I may have to go live in Rupert's wardrobe, or something.

We also went boating, but there isn't much to say about that apart from "yay, windmills!" It was fun, but far too sunny, and I'd forgotten both sun hat and suntan lotion. Hence I had to fashion a hat out of an easter egg box, and Daddy took photos of me looking extremely silly.

Rupert's friends (the two I met, anyway) were both nice, and would've fit into my groups of friends fairly easily. It's nice when your interests and such match your sibling's. :) I *adore* one of his housemates; he's like shista in mannerisms and speech, and has really quite gorgeous red hair. Also, he gave me lots of very good music (why has nobody played Infected Mushroom at me before?! I haven't heard anything I've liked this much for a *long* time!) the end result being something that could quite easily develop into a crush if I'd been left in his company for much longer. I less than three him quite insanely badly. It's *weird* that the age gap between Rupert's friends and I is becoming relatively small enough that I'm interested in them properly rather than thinking of them as children.

Oh! I have an interview for a job up in Slough direction that sounds pretty good, and I passed the AAT units I did at Compact Services. Yay me! :D They deserve a big thank you card - will definitely have to organise that.

Bristol comics expo

fruufoo — Tue, 03 Apr 2007 23:47:38 GMT

I really quite want to go to this for various reasons to do with my original writing, but I'd also like someone to come with me. I don't particularly enjoy being at conventions on my own, and it's cheaper if you're sharing a room anyway.

Sooo... would anyone be up for coming and sharing a room/bed/whatever? (depending on just how friendly I am with you, obviously!)

Doctor Who, yay!

fruufoo — Sat, 31 Mar 2007 21:04:44 GMT

I swear those aliens were actually part of an advert for New Rocks, and not really doing anything important at all.

I think I'm going to have to wait a few episodes to see if I like the new companion. I found Billie as Rose really quite gorgeous (god, back when Billie was just a pop star, I *never* thought I'd put those words in the same sentence) and it's a tough act to follow.

Arty art and writingy writing and musicy music

fruufoo — Sat, 31 Mar 2007 17:38:13 GMT

Arty art:

What does your drawing say about YOU?

The results of your analysis say:

You tend to pursue many different activities simultaneously. When misfortune does happen, it doesn't actually dishearten you all that much.
You are a direct and forthright person. You like to get to the core of the issue right away, with few signs of hesitation.
You are creative, mentally active and industrious.
You feel morose and are prone to lethargy.

Well, yes. I wonder whether all of the analysis comments are so general that they'd apply to me anyway. *g*

Writingy Writing:

On a more serious note, I've actually been getting some writing done. :D Mostly it's poetry, which is *extremely* odd for me. I'm going to polish some of them up today and tomorrow and finish them off. :)

Also in the works is a comic script. An idea hit me yesterday at the factory, and I had to spend lunchtime frantically scribbling in my notebook. It's far too visual a concept to work entirely in writing - I often think in pictures, but unfortunately I can't transfer them to the page at the same quality that they are in my head (I would give so much for an automated brain -> page picture making device that didn't require manual dexterity).

Musicy Music:

I bought a stack of cds that were on sale from www.musicnonstop.co.uk. Ah, my ears are so in love with me. I am going to have spoiled brats for ears, if I'm not careful. I shall review the rest of the albums once I've listened to them a bit more, but currently impressive have been:

- For the Sake of the Naked Ape by Naked Ape, who practically give me an orgasm from the gorgeous video game music-styled bleeps and the gasping, sleazy, moaning backings. It's the kind of noise you'd get if you caught a retro console having a kinky threesome with an electric keyboard and a voice synthesizer. Perhaps I just have an electronica fetish and it's really not sexy at all, but I like it. (Is it just me who gets dodgy mental images from the phrase "Head against head"?)

- Boredom International by The Galan Pixs. I gather that The Galan Pixs used to be an industrial band, judging from the scathing reviews I've read of this album. About half of the tracks fit in better with the rock/indie music I like, although tracks such as "Acid Anger Again" wouldn't be amiss within a selection of general industrial dance/futurepop/synthpop. I can understand why this album hasn't gone down well, because you'd have to be at least a little eclectic in your tastes to enjoy it, and an audience mainly into industrial is going to find this bland if not downright painful to listen to. In any case, tracks such as "Komaniko" and the cover of Thomas Dolby's "Leipzig is Calling You" would probably sound fantastic on a mix with rockier bands like Republica and HIM.

- An Inexact Science by Dandelion Wine. Are these people insane? Quite possibly. It's like the bastard offspring of Mediaeval Baebes, that New Age wale music they play in shops that sell rocks and, well, odd poppy electronica of the White Town variety. I think this album would be extremely good if it weren't for the fact that the singer seems to come from the stock of trad-gothic-tarts-who-can't-sing-fantastically-well-and-nevertheless-attempt-too-many-high-notes. It doesn't help that she's completely drowned out by the backing music a great deal of the time. A good, albeit flawed, album overall for its fantastic novelty; I hope that they perfect their music and produce something both unique and brilliant, because this album is pretty darned interesting - I'll have to have a nose around and see if they've made anything else.