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March 2nd, 2008
11:05 pm - My Winnie-the-Pooh Persona
What can I say? It's a fair cop, although some of the questions asked what I was like as a child, and I my reactions would be quite different today. Gakked from ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) compostwormbin, with whom I will gladly munch carrots, and the wise ad_kay, who can spell twosday.
( My Winnie-the-Pooh Persona )
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/goth_girl/happy.gif) complacent
Current Music: baseline of neighbor's TV
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February 14th, 2008
11:39 pm - Happy Valentine's Day. Now Die.
I don't care what they say, I still want minions.
Your Score: Next-Door AssassinYou scored 1 Sane, -5 Global, and 3 ContentYou are sane, with a personal agenda, and a contented outlook on life. You are the Next-Door Assassin!
Of all the other villains, you can most easily "pass" for normal. You are the nice next door neighbor who would be everyone's last guess for being a gun for hire. You might be married, and even have children, but they have nothing to fear from you. They may even be your partners in crime.
You are reasonable about your vices. Maybe you enjoy killing for it's own sake, maybe you do it for the money. But you always do a good clean-up and tie up your loose ends. You are capable of being ruthless when your home and family are threatened, but you prefer to be generous when you can afford to be.
You have no enemies (no one suspects what you are), no subjects, no minions (although maybe an apprentice to pass on your craft), but you probably have a lover (or two), perhaps a spouse and children. You may be an independent contractor, or have one or two contacts who feed you leads.
Beware of jealous rivals! But be even more leery of falling in love with family members of victims. You are most likely to be killed by a knife through the heart by a lover who discovers that you killed their little brother. You won't even defend yourself against them. Other than that, you are the most likely of all the villains to die a natural death of old age.
href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/10515258989937488268/What-Type-of-Villain-Are-You-'>The What Type of Villain Are You? Test</a> written by vanityhill on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test
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Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/goth_girl/sleepy.gif) tired
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February 12th, 2008
01:28 am - OMGWTF?
Sillymagpie Wonders: What the Hell?
So wrong in so many ways...but the Hello Kitty assault rifle is real.
Scared now.
Even more scared knowing that edgedancer will want a Kerapi version.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/goth_girl/curious.gif) indescribable
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February 7th, 2008
12:18 am - Animal Rescue Site
Several of you have probably seen this, but for those of you who haven't, I was alerted to this by compostwormbin. It's a free click-a-day site that donates to animals.
While I was at the site, I also made a donation to the Bideawee "save the kitten" fund. When I was scared about poor Dickens and the Tylenol allergy capsule, I did some bargaining. (They say there are no atheists in foxholes, and in my case, I'm not an atheist iwhen my little fuzzy fella is sick.) To make a long story short, I promised Bastet a donation if Dickens pulled through all right. He's a happy and healthy little stinkerpie, so the donation is my way of honoring my bargain. Now I have to fiind and bury a copper bracelet or something. (I read somewhere that Bastet favors copper and that burying was the proper way to make the sacrifice. If anyone has a better suggestion, chime in. I know zip-a-dee-do-dah about this kinda thing.) Just superstitious. (Looks at healthy little kitty...)
Now for the animal rescue info:
Hi, all you animal lovers. This is pretty simple... Please tell ten friends to tell ten today! The Animal Rescue Site is having trouble getting enough people to click on it daily to meet their quota of getting free food donated every day to abused and neglected animals.
It takes less than a minute (How about 20 seconds) [actually it takes about 5 seconds, I tried it] to go to their site and click on the purple box "fund food for animals" for free. This doesn't cost you a thing.
Their corporate sponsors/advertisers use the number of daily visits to donate food to abandoned/neglected animals in exchange for advertising.
Here's the web site! Pass it along to people you know.
http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com
AGAIN, PLEASE TELL 10 FRIENDS!!!
Current Mood: grateful
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February 5th, 2008
11:18 pm - Something to Ponder
Sillymagpie's Thought of the Day: W T F ?
The first thing I thought on waking this morning was "Binomial Spleen."
Sometimes I wonder where the heck my subconscious has been while I've been sleeping.
Doesn't it sound like the name of an alternative rock band, though? "Today, opening for the revival of Toad the Wet Sprocket is....Binomial Spleen!"
Current Mood: tired
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January 29th, 2008
11:02 pm - Best Line I've Heard in a While
"I stand corrected and disturbed."
--Dominic Deegan
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/goth_girl/okay.gif) blah
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January 27th, 2008
11:29 pm - Fun for Writers and RPGers
paperbackwriter has posted links to a couple of programs that will allow you to manipulate photos ([Bad username: Morphases Editor]) and an online trading card generator (Trading Card Maker) to create trading cards for characters. Kinda spiffy.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/goth_girl/working.gif) creative
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January 16th, 2008
12:06 am - Snide & Demeaning
An entertaining article on the pitfalls and lure of being snide and demeaning.
She also posted a fun article on the Stupid Sock Creatures kit. Since I didn't get that for Solstice, I need to buy it for myself. Keen!
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/goth_girl/surprised.gif) awake
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January 15th, 2008
11:30 pm - Neener-Neener
According to Psychology Today, studies show that married people are no happier than singles.
So, in your face, ghost of Mom! Bwahahaha! Pbbbt!
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/goth_girl/stressed.gif) stressed
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January 13th, 2008
11:43 pm - Shores of California
Ah, the Internet. Ah, instant gratification. I can't find my copy of the Dresden Dolls CD, but I can watch the video for "Shores of California" on YouTube.
Invalid video URL.
Or clicky-clicky here if you can't see the embedded video.
Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Shores of California - Dresden Dolls
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January 10th, 2008
12:03 am - Fun with Crows (and Squirrel)
This is a fantastic video from Corvine, an LJ community. You can read the entry if you want the background about the "Almonit is not a spammer" comments. I think I now have a little bitty crush on Toasterhedgehog, who created this video.
Invalid video URL.
If you can't see the embedded video, click here for the YouTube page.
Current Mood: amused
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January 5th, 2008
01:13 am - I'm All Kinds of White Buttons
I have absolutely no idea what that means, but it was the first thing I thought when I woke up this morning.
I finally put up this year's calendar at work today. It's a magnetic poetry calendar. As I peeled and stuck the magnetic word tags to the board, I was inspired to compose my first poem:
another plastic birthday squirrel
so lifelike
make more
I have the little Mardi Gras rubber duckies that tiirz and edgedancer gave me for New Years lined up on the wall of my cubicle, led by the rainbow blinking rubber ducky they gave me.
I'm sometimes amazed that they let me work in that office.
>;-)
A cranky cat is meowing at me and I think I'm catching the cold that has been making the rounds, so I had better head to bed.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/goth_girl/sick.gif) sick
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January 2nd, 2008
11:52 pm - Recompense: The Lighter Side
You should always leave 'em laughing, so in return for having troubled you with the current events in my life, i present two Web comics people might enjoy.
The first, Gunnerkrigg Court, was brought to my attention by rahirah. It involves a psychic girl and mythological beings with a dash of mad science. Lots of fun!
The second is The Curious Adventures of Aldus Maycombe. I've only just discovered it, but it involves an easily nonplussed psychic and assorted odd faeries, so what's not to like?
Have fun!
Current Mood: tired
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02:04 am - Wasn't That How Yusuke Urameshi Got Started?
littlecrow gets to die while having sex. I'll trade noble for fun...pbbt!
| How will I die? Your Result: You will die while saving someone's life. The most noble of all deaths. Your rewards will be great in the next life. You are most definitely a humanitarian. If not currently, you will be. To give one's life is a precious moment that will be remembered by friends and family for many decades. | | You will die in your sleep. | | | You will die while having sex. | | | You will die of boredom. | | | You will die in a car accident. | | | You will be murdered. | | | You will die in a nuclear holocaust. | | | You will die from a terminal illness. | | How will I die?
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Current Mood: amused
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01:36 am - Stella, Dreamland, and the Multiversal Singularity
The only benefit of sleeping too much is that I occasionally get some interesting dreams out of it. This time I had a dream about a girl named Stella, or Estelle, or something like that (my waking mind notes that all the variants of the name mean "star").1 At any rate, Stella, was a young girl who had extremely vivid and lucid dreams, which she could manipulate.2 The gist of my dream was apparently that something was going on with Stella's dreams, which were becoming more vivid or more powerful, and which were extremely troubling. Possibly she was having trouble telling the difference between her dreams and the real world, or the two were beginning to merge. At any rate, Stella was being shadowed by an organization that wanted to capture her. So far she had eluded them.
Meanwhile, back at the secret organization...
Evidently there were three or four agents of this organization assigned to capturing Stella. The leader was a fellow I think was called Bran (or maybe Brian), a girl agent whose name I didn't learn, and another agent named Bertrand (Bernie? Bertie?) about whom they were very worried. The three of them had been involved in apprehending a woman named Jessica, who had been extremely dangerous and may have killed some agents during her capture. Jessica had become a creature who couldn't understand the difference between the dream world and reality, and who could manipulate both. This was a big problem if you happened to be part of the reality she was manipulating. According to the agents, there had been other "Jessicas," and they had all gone mad when they went through a transformation that started with the symptoms Stella was experiencing--the ability to manipulate dreams and confusion between dream and reality.
I had a glimpse of the agents' fight with Jessica, in which she was metamorphosing into random, nonhuman forms to attack the agents. (I have no clue how they captured her.) Bran and nameless girl agent went to look at Jessica, who was incarcerated behind a transparent door.3 As she looked at them, Jessica's face grew enormous while simultaneously melting into ribbons or tentacles, starting from the bottom and shredding upward. When they drew close to her cage, the tentacles snapped into barbed projections, like a cross between the legs of spiders and the deadly spines of the lionfish, which scrabbled at the "glass."
The agents were concerned about the Bernard, the third agent, who appeared to be exhibiting some odd behavior since encountering Jessica. They were worried that he had in some way been affected, or infected, by Jessica. (Considering that I dreamed that he was sporting a sort of sideways pompadour with sideburns like a Hasidic Jew, I think they had good reason to be worried. No sane person would look like that. His eyes looked petty nuts, also.) Bertie had recently disappeared. The agents want to find Bertie and Stella before they changed completely and caused potentially catastrophic damage.
The agents had tried to capture Stella, but somehow she gave them the slip. She had overheard them speaking about a singularity, however. Stella was with a group of people at one point, asking about singularity. Her concept of a singularity was a place where three-dimensional space collapsed to single point, which caused all elements in the surrounding space to be drawn to it.4 The agents believed people like Jessica--and in time Bernard and Stella--somehow became "multidimensional singularities," where the fabric of the multiverse had collapsed into single points that coincided with the consciousness of particular individuals. Those people mistook the worlds of the multiverse (including ours) for the territory of their dreams, and out of madness or confusion, proceeded to manipulate the space-time continuum across those universes. The agents could, of course, only see the effects in our reality. (Unfortunately, Stella hadn't heard the "multiversal" part; she only knew that there was something significant about the word "singularity.")
For some reason, this phenomenon had happened to a handful of people around the world, which as you can imagine, was a Very Bad Thing. No one knew the cause, and it had apparently never happened before.
The question in the dream was whether Stella would be the first "multiversal singularity" to stay sane and help sort out the mess. (Bertrand was already going bye-bye.) Unfortunately, that was only a question in dream continuity, since the agents assumed everyone went mad during the transformation, and Stella didn't understand what was happening.
And that's where the dream ended.
In another dream, I got to fight with Xavier, Magneto, and the X-Men against some screwy terrorist who planted a nuclear bomb in a hospital elevator. Excelsior!
Then there was the dream from the night before, which involved...well, it wasn't pleasant. They aren't all great.
1 I'm guessing at all the names in this dream. Sorry!
2 I also have lucid dreams that I can sometimes control. Now that I use a CPAP machine when I sleep, I don't have them very often.
3 Supersecret organizations must order impenetrable transparent doors in mass quantities. I know that Torchwood has them. What are they made of, transparent aluminum?!
4 Don't expect correct definitions from my subconscious mind, or my conscious one, for that matter. I know zilch about singularity theory.
Current Mood: sleepy
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December 31st, 2007
01:07 am - If the Muse Fits...
I always liked the slogan I found on a writers site somewhere: "My inner muse is probably passed out somewhere behind a dumpster."
This explains why...
| Your Inner Muse is Thalia | 
You are most like this playful muse of comedy.
Life is all about laughter to you, and you're a natural comic.
You make people laugh until their sides split.
And you're always up for some play time! |
Current Mood: relaxed
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December 27th, 2007
11:47 pm - Oh Boy...
Sillymagpie's Thoughts to Ponder</blockquote>
What does it mean when your vehicle goes squee-squee-squee-gdunk?
I find out tomorrow morning.
I'm not thrilled about the "squee," but I really don't like the sound of the "gdunk."
Current Mood: worried
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December 25th, 2007
09:56 pm - Tiny Little Nations
This blog is turning into sillymagpie's show and tell, isn't it? Before I delve into my latest discovery, I must report on...
Sillymagpie's Thoughts to Ponder
If you decide to microwave some leftover quiche on a plastic tray so you don't have to wash up later, you may succeed in not washing up.
However, hot, melted cheese eats right through plastic that is not microwave safe. Just so you know.
Now, back to show and tell.
I'm really loving the WebUrbanist site. Today's WebUrbanist article is on micronations, those strange little places that have declared themselves independent countries, legally or not (mostly not). (Incidentally, a "micronation," which is associated with actual land, should not be mistaken for an imaginary nation like the Republic of Amnesia, which existed only as a passport stamp or two.)
Entertaining though it may be to be high ruler and potentate of a teeny-tiny country, I can see drawbacks when you have to bring a passport and visa with you to visit the closest movie theater. Tiny countries don't sound as if they have much of a night life, unless you enjoy watching ocean waves or counting feral goats. Of course, you could check out the Lonely Planet Guide to Micronations, which WebUrbanist helpfully mentions, to get the scoop on the excitement available in places that are probably smaller than the city of San Francisco. I wonder if the article and book will need to be updated to include the newly independent nation of the Lakota Sioux?
In following the link to the Lonely Planets guide, I also ran across an old book called How to Start Your Own Country. It could come in handy if you have a few square feet to spare in your backyard or an unused shelf in your closet.
Current Mood: blah
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December 24th, 2007
11:59 pm - I May Need to Go to the Comic Store..
I haven't been to a comic shop in a long time because (1) not a lot of comics out there impress me and (2) I can recklessly spend a wad of cash on comics. Particularly the latter. I may have to check out the comic Rex Libris, though. It's about a superhuman librarian and involves the sorceress Circe. What can I say? I was an English major. I have no resistance to this sort of thing.
Subliminal message: The collected Fables series is a great gift idea for sillymagpie.
Current Mood: curious
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11:47 pm - Merry Christmas, Yule, Solstice, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Ramadan, Agnostica, or Whathaveyou!
Christmas with the family members was early and a bit strange this year, due to Real Life (tm) issues that I'll eventually explain. Long story short, for Christmas I got a machete. (Actually, it's pretty nifty--it's the service machete issued to my dad when he served in the Pacific Theater during World War II. But that's not entirely why I have custody of it. It's...complicated.)
At any rate, have a happy whatever you celebrate at this time of year. In celebration, I refer you to the story of Christi the Christmas Cactus and her magical elixir. (Click the image on the page to "turn" the pages.)
I believe I have some magical elixir in my own cupboards. I think I shall mix myself a little solstice drinkie.
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