I think Mitt Romney is a terrible human being.  I also think people are entitled to food.  So does the Universal Declaration of Human Rights (Article 25)*.  And, unless I'm mistaken, so do most (all?) major religions, including Christianity.  I am, admittedly, not a Christian, but as far as I can tell Jesus says in the Parable of the Sheep and the ( Read more... )

 Max and Smokey are getting along better.  I even left them alone together for part of the day today and didn't come back to wrecked apartment or wrecked cats.  Smokey is still a bit on the flaky side, but she was flaky before she moved in.  I may see if they can get along overnight.  Max absolutely hates being shut up in my room and it's starting ( Read more... )

I have recently taken in a friend's high strung, food allergy plagued cat. Max (my original cat) is mostly okay with this, though it would help if Smokey (new cat) were a bit more... normal. I'm not entirely sure Smokey has peed since moving in. She's stuck living in the bathroom when I'm not home because the one time she pooped, it was on the ( Read more... )

While I've been unpacking, I've been watching James Bond movies.  Yes, yes, pretty much everything is wrong with Bond, but damn if those movies don't really, really appeal to my inner sixteen year old.  I mean, who wouldn't want to be a universally desirable, impossibly competent, completely awesome, always successful superspy who knows how to do ( Read more... )

Okay, I'm moved enough to have internet again.  But that's an important start!  Especially as I plan to raid Netflix for entertainment while I unpack and restore some semblance of order to my life.  It's also very nice to have the ability to connect with all my online friends again.  Ahh, it's nice to be reconnected ( Read more... )

What kind of space-bending results in an apartment, that, while being in actual square footage, significantly larger than the one I'm currently in, fits less stuff?  How is this possible!?

All right, it's perfectly possible because there are more doors/doorways in the new apartment, eating up valuable wall space and because, for reasons unknown to ( Read more... )

I take possession of my new apartment on the 8th of August.  Barring anything unexpected, of course.  Holy crap.

I'm working very hard on sticking to my goal of not second guessing myself and shutting down all thoughts related to whether this is a good idea or not.  It is what is happening.  Too late now.  If I end up living on ramen noodles, that's ( Read more... )

So, some misogynistic asshat (who apparently still does not recognize that he is either of those things) posted a piece on CNN wanting poseurs - a group that, from the article, consists entirely of attractive women - out of geekdom.  I'm not linking to it.  Google "Joe Peacock Booth Babes Need Not Apply" and you can get it in all it's vomit ( Read more... )

In which I ramble about bounty hunters in Star Wars, Boba Fett, and why I've decided to go with logic, rather than canon, in my fanficing.  (Which, yes, I'm still doing.  I've just been eaten by moving.)

( Ramble on... )

As you all know, I'm in the middle of moving.  As you may also all know, I have an absurdly common first name - common enough that I share said first name with one of my coworkers.  This coworker was kind enough to offer to loan me a couple of big plastic tubs for the move, which I happily accepted.  She said she just had to put her name on them, ( Read more... )