No, really. He's sweet, friendly, and smart (he taught my cat to fetch!). I wouldn't trade him for any other rabbit on the planet. But Sugar is something of a technophile, in a sense: So far he has gone through seven cell phone chargers (four of mine, two of my mother's, and one of my new roommate Kaija's) and a TV cord (which I managed to repair ( Read more... )

After a long, slow, miserable decline, which culminated in dropping a college course I was failing and deliberately driving my car into a telephone pole just so that I could feel something (twice!), I went to the doctor and begged her to give me SOMETHING to help me get through this facepunch of a year ( Read more... )

Gramma passed this morning. 2013 is officially the worst year ever and it can go die in a fire.

The RTB left for Korea for a year on Saturday. Sort of numb about it. It'll hit me soon enough.

I want to take a moment to geek out over my new love/hate relationship with Heroes of CosplayWhen I heard about this show, I was SO PSYCHED. Last year the RTB and I went to Motor City Comic Con as Gambit and Rogue. True, the base of our costumes were purchased, because neither of us exactly has sewing skills, but the accessories were either found ( ( Read more... )

Since my Syrian hamster Lucy passed away earlier this year, I've had his 20 gallon sitting around the house. This has naturally led to Empty Tank Syndrome. I've been itching for a tiny new caged pet lately,* something I can coddle and nurture and basically invest my maternal energies, but I can't have any more animals. So I was thinking, what's ( Read more... )

...I just realized, to my horror, that the strongest influence in my writing style has become....

(Brace yourselves, weak of heart.)

Laurell K. Hamilton. *thunderclap*

In a rare burst of creative inspiration, I was up until 4:30 in the morning writing what has evolved into a murder mystery with elves, and I say "murder mystery" in only the loosest ( Read more... )

I realized today, while shopping for a dog bed for Sugar, that he has officially become everything that intended for him to be: namely, a surrogate dog. I mean, he

1. Is neutered ( Read more... )

Finally updated my profile after only, oh, three years? I pruned most of the unnecessary and self-absorbed blather, updated my current pets (the old profile had Tai listed among them, and Chauvelin was still named Nehebka--sheesh!), and added my relationship with the RTB. I hope it now reads as much less obnoxious ( Read more... )

More or less, some bad shit's gone down. My grandfather, my best friend and life rock, passed away on the 25th of May. I've been coping about as well as can be expected, surprisingly well considering that it's something I've dreaded for over thirty years. He was sick for little while, hospitalized for a week and a half with congestive heart failure ( Read more... )