The Screen Adaption Of My Life

Hippos nuzzle on phone camera

I went to the zoo, obviously. If I can get at my mother's pictures, I will reveal unto you our secret animal rating system.

Hint: It is based on the percentage of delicious.

We saw a baby panda. It was in a very precarious position on a tree branch and totally asleep. It was awesome.



Guess who I got today! Picture taken with phone. she seems annoyed at being released before she can be with the other jedi. she's also my first armed one. Eventually I'll take theirs out of the box. Or maybe not, in case they rebel. Those things could poke out an eye.

Aayla's hands are just the right size to hold various sushis. she will, apparently, be a very messy eater. But it's okay, she's got a force push hand accessory and knows how to use it. If I don't break her wrist first.

Since she was my main comic con goal, I'm not sure what to do next.

Die, maybe.


Good con moments with my mom, in-between her buying every shiny comic think she could see:

"Look, John! A fairy!"
"That's a chobit"
"Oh. Is it like a fairy?"
"No, it's a computer companion. Its off button is located in its..."
"Stop talking"

I may have been gesturing.

We are now in LA, heading to San Diego later in the day.

There has been sister drama, which led to her sleeping on the floor to 'show us', or whatever the hell she was doing there.

I did not drop icecubes on her while she slept.

We're doing a bit of shopping before we go and I've finagled my way to a trip to Jay and Silent Bob's Secret Stash because I am curious. EDIT: Oh, turns out they're closed. Nevermind. *single tear*

Next up: Hopefully something about Preview Night at comic con and I work on being seen by no one.

Current Location: Calgary
Amount of Cowboy Hats Counted: 28
People Doing it Ironically: 2


So I head into Los Angeles in an hour or so. God, I hate flying so much. I am chugging the pepto.

Been making my family so happy they know me:

Me: Hey, sister. I just found out how Avatar ends.
Sister: Don't you dare tell me! I'll cut you! ...what about Zuko? Wait, no! Don't you dare!

Then I told my parents about purity balls. They shuddered in unison.

Here's hoping I survive the next plane trip.

John's trip so far:

Have arrived to see the Fringe Festival (a variety of plays in several venues for cheap tickets) before going off to San Diego and besides nearly dying of heat stroke, I drank lots of beer with my sister.

The first play we saw was hilarious.

The second, however... It's kind of. So this guy was advertising outside of the play we were seeing and it was at the same venue, so my sister and I were all 'we should see this! He says it's funny!'

Fucker tricked us into a poetry reading! I feel so betrayed.

From the chatlogs:

Simon Pegg is going to be there signing autographs, so I decided to try and get some of Ann's fanart signed for her.

Me: "sign it to ann"
"Your name is ann?"
":D?"
Ann: "It's short for...Androcles."
"No, may name is eBay, but people get really pissed when I ask them to sign that."
"LOOK, I'M JUST NOT A VERY GOOD TRANSSEXUAL, OKAY?"
"My dad was kind of a bastard."

So I had a really crappy day at work, and what do I come home to?

phosfate/annlarimer, inspired by my naked and wandering Kit Fisto, decided to do a 'art deco with tentacles as fig leaf' or something to that effect.



It's the most adorable thing ever and I feel so much better now.

From the pictures I'm working on. I think Dok is about to cry.

With the Hellboy movie starting today, I decided it was time to catch up on my Hellboy-related comics. Thanks to the internet, it doesn't matter that I misplaced my paper copies in a 'safe place' before I had a chance to read them (I expect to lose a small child that way someday), for with the click of a button and two hours wait, I can enjoy them all at the convenience of my desk. That's service.

Anyway, what I chose to read was Abe Sapien: The Drowning* because the two unlost issues of it I'd read I'd rather liked, except for one small little detail.




They're full of moments like this. I mean, I have nothing against characters with insecurities and I'm not saying that's out of character for Abe.

Just, by that point I was expecting the final pages of the comic to be Abe sobbing hysterically into a pint of Ben and Jerry's. (Is there a flavour called Phish Food or am I imagining that? That's what it'd be. I hope it existed in the 80s.)

...actually, I'd probably read that. So what do I know?



*Abe Sapien's first solo adventure in 1981. Further explanation: The blue guy from the first movie.

Well, I've got Final Fantasy Tactics A2. I really liked the first one, I managed to log over a hundred hours on it. And not from sucking. Maybe a lot from forgetting I left the game on, but still.

Now if I could just remember how things work and not have to keep calling in a teenager to help me every few minutes. That'd be awesome.

Oh god I see another grey hair

THINGS JOHN MISSES:

• Being able to digest human food.
  
• Being able to solve all financial problems with 'Pleeeeeease, Mom!'
  
• Chretien.
  
• Liking Marvel and DC

I try to like them still, I really do. But everytime I look in on them they're doing some stupid-assed morally reprehensible thing or putting Joss Whedon on as the writer.

I especially miss going 'That's so cool/funny/shiny!' instead of 'OH MY GOD WHY ARE YOU DOING THAT? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?'

Lately all my pull-list at the comicbook store has been Image and Dark Horse, along with whatever company produces Boneyard whenever it comes out. This makes me a sad panda, although it makes my wallet sing happy songs. And then I force the poor bastard to put out for more clone dolls.

I don't really know what to end this whine with, except that I've been reading old backissues of Justice League International. That's fun.



I posted an Aayla story over at Scans_Daily, also. If you want to go look. Ewoks kidnap her.

And then a star wars week broke out. Right now I'm going through old Ewoks comics making a list of cool loot the Rebels could have gotten if they'd stuck around a bit longer. One of the items is a flower whose nectar cures all illnesses.

So my big clone soldier finally arrived. Say hi to Dok, guys. He's terribly efficient and I have an apron for him and everything.



( Their poor empty plastic heads )

Production Notes:

• It took nine photos to get a relatively clear one of Asajj's face. The dark side is hard to photograph.
  
• The box says 'Tim Horton's' because annlarimer loves Tim Horton's.
  
• Kit didn't fall down and break anything once. It was a christmas miracle.
  
• I forgot to put in the tiny protocol droid slave, TC-14. Damnit.

Allo. Someone asked me to update my lj so I'll give you what's up with me. Since it's me talking, you're just going to get some incredibly shallow stuff.


FACT OF THE FIRST: John has rediscovered his love for Jeeves and Wooster. Have been mainlining fic, art, and episodes. Also been reading the books again, even though they send me into traumatic babysitting flashbacks.

Jeeves and Wooster slash when done right has the novel experience of being exactly like the books/show with the sole detail that now you know for certain they're doing it.

Here's links to my favourite fanart I've found (it's done in this 1920s style!):

Safe For Work
Safe For Work
NOT Safe For Work

FACT OF THE SECOND: I bought a bunch of toys, leading now to the x-posting of the entries from my other journal in lieu of further content from me.

There are photos.


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We all know the tale of 'If You Give A Mouse A Cookie', don't we? I know that feeling. Because this is what happens when I have too much money:

me: well
see
it all started when Ariel showed me that comic con was going to have an exclusive Aayla Secura
so of course I had to buy myself Kit Fisto
Hina: oh... oh dear
me: and then you know, I realized they needed food
so I got them a tea set
and then I realized they needed somewhere to eat that food
so I got them a dollhouse
Hina: ehehehehe
you are so adorable
me: And then I thought they needed more food, so I got them a whole set of sushi
and then I realized they needed friends
so I bought Mace Windu
and then I realized there were FOUR seats at their table
so I bought Asajj Ventress

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Man, I cannot wait until comic con.



Kit is free! FREE AS THE WIND.

( The other inmates work their way free of the boxes )



And those are my new toys.

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On the same topic of my last post, Alya decided to make a smart comment about the position Mace's hand was in and that I'd never be able to unsee it.

This is what I saw:



Kit: ...
Mace: What?
Kit: Please stop that.


Noise most heard from Kit: *THUNK* as he falls over from his heavy heavy head yet again.

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( Introducing my itty bitty adorable clones who will work for donuts. When you're that small, it's hard to breed loyalty into you )

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Make me stop buying clone troopers. I just bought four 'super articulated' ones which is what I meant to buy in the first place and uh, didn't realize these guys COULDN'T UNBEND THEIR ARMS no don't cry i love you. I'm torn on these new ones, on whether or not to just make them stunt doubles or what.

Especially since I just finished actually naming my little clones:



( Free time. I have lots of it. )



disclaimer: text inside to the contrary, I don't really think they're alive.

Really.

Excuse me, I have to set out tiny sushi.

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t-that's all, folks.

Oh, except an exchange between me and my brother:

Movie Preview: MUMMIES. TERRACOTA WARRIORS. SWORDS. BRIGHT SHINY LIGHTS.
The Boy: Brendan Fraser and Jet Li in a movie? How can this not be perfect?
Me: Think they'll make out?
The Boy: I hope so.

I was reading all the Teen Meme entries and once slept deprivation kicked in I went 'I COULD TOTALLY DO THIS'.

You lucky, lucky people.

I'm going to go hide before self doubt kicks in and I have to burn all the evidence.





The weirdest thing about my entry is I realized that what I wear now is what most of the girl entries were wearing during their deeply shameful teen years.

Maybe I should still be confused.

PANDA UPDATE: I've been calling it a him all this time, but it appears I have a her. Here they are snuggling in my Stitch glove.



Also, a happy birthday to my dreamiflame

So my sister's taken up writing City of Heroes fanfic and is trying to work on a way to really flesh out her heroes. I agreed to make character sheets for her to fill out, but then I had a better idea.

Tell me what you think are important questions you should ask yourself about your characters!

Gosh!

So I was doing some tidying around in my living area (a TON of stuff going off to garage sales and donations, etc. When packrats finally give up on their stuff it's a truly horrific sight) and well.

I saw something interesting and just had to grab my camera.



Did you see it?

( Look closer! )

skywardprodigal has written up a rather nice POC in SF Carnival in her journal that y'all might like.

It's full of links to discussions, icons, and other interesting stuff you might enjoy.

And if you check out the rest of the journal, it's filled with pretty pretty pictures!

The game I've been playing (Gondolindrim) is fun, but it has one big problem to me, and that's that it needs moar players.

But I've kind of exhausted (but succeeded at all but one attempt!) my avenues for recruiting friends.

So I'm asking here for suggestions on what to try next :(

NOW ONTO THE ADVERTISEMENT



It's a fun game so far! I've gotten to play a Theoden from the time period I wanted, as well as Middle Earth's evil god Melkor, who is currently powerless and trapped as Dakota Fanning (because she doesn't look like people) and I get to do things like this. And there's serious stuff allowed to, so it's nice and flexible.

The premise is: For whatever reason (time travel from Eru, he's the creator god, sneezing or it being your actual time period, stuff like that) you're in the secret elven city of Gondolin. And you interact. Etc. It's run by my friends Gnut and Nori, who are fab.

You don't need to app, just create your journal (ask if you want to make a duplicate character) and hop in.


all errors in above post are my own it is 1 am.

A Conversation With My Sister Doc That Went Horribly Awry

Me: You're my second favourite sister, Doc. After Oswald*. It's not that I hate you, it's that you don't lick my hand like she does. Thanks for that, by the way.
Dad: Doc just sneaks into your room to do it while you sleep.
Me: What
Doc: Well, um...
Little Brother: You do that too?

Then I went downstairs with my fresh sammich.



*Oswald is a labrador/spring spaniel. She's medium sized and black and made of pure, unadulterated love. Also, in my icon.


IN OTHER NEWS: I decided to look up my favourite pokemon on deviant. Dear Universe, why did so many people go 'Absol! Let's put whomping great tits on it!'


PS: Happy birthday, Firebird

Phone conversation with my sister hereafter referred to as 'Doc':

me: jPod is in Vancouver, not Toronto. YOU CAN'T STOP ME FROM WATCHING THIS
Doc: I just thought it looked stupid.
me: you wouldn't even let me watch the commercial!
Doc: oh right.
me: ...
Doc: ...
me: I don't feel good :(
Doc: aw
me: Come over and keep me company while I die.
Doc: kay. I'll be right over.

and that was my phone conversation with my sister.

I wish season 3 of Avatar would magically be ready and available on dvd already (he says, aware it comes out in volumes too and that the third volume of season 3 will be out in april but *still*. I like my seasons in one big package). It's been too long since I had to sit through my sister explaining to me why Zuko and Katara are totally gonna do it.

I'd complain more, but she's very tolerant of the love poems I write about Iroh.


PS: I am heading my way to getting disowned by her anyway because I'm downloading the first episode of jPod, which is about young people in Toronto or something. It features often in her rants about how Canadians don't give a shit about young people in Toronto, only young people who live in Toronto give a shit about shows about young people who live in Toronto and how no other tv show should ever be made again about young people in Toronto.

"They look attractive," I said after a commercial for it started.

"Shut up. You're not allowed to even see this," she said and turned off the tv for the duration of the commercial. Then the ranting began. Oh god, the ranting.

I AM REBELLING.

please don't let her find out. maybe i should flock this