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30 November 2010 @ 07:08 pm

I cannot believe I actually managed to get this done. Is my 'novel' crap? Hell yeah. Do I care? Not really, because I just wrote 50029 in 23 goddamn days. This is awesome and I am awesome.
But you know who is even more awesome than that? K, the roommate, who forced me into this. I have bitched at her more than usuall because of that, and I hope she knows I'm sorry. I'll be better next year, when I'll actually prepare beforehand and all so you don't have to basically hit me over the head with a wet fish until I give in.

K? Thank you so much.

I am free, freeee!
Current Mood: satisfiedsatisfied
17 November 2010 @ 08:05 pm
Well, I like it. Whatcha think?
07 November 2010 @ 03:14 pm

Have I started? No. Do I know what I'm gonna do? Hell, no!
Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated
02 November 2010 @ 06:08 pm
It's been a while since anything has eaten my life. I haven't had much of a chance to get my obsessions on this year. Really, the only TV I'm actually up to date with anymore these days are cooking shows (...and X-Factor. Watch me hang my head in shame. I don't know how that happened either.).

Considering this, it is a bit of a comfort to inform you that Fallout: New Vegas has me firmly in it's sharp, slightly radioactive claws. I got it on the day it was released and finally finished my first playthrough today. I know, that took me a while, but I'm prone to randomly wandering off mid-quest if I see something shiny in the distance.

Just exploring this world is one hell of an experience. This is what I already loved about Fallout 3, even if you're just wandering around aimlessly for a couple of hours, this game just doesn't get boring.

I chose to go with Yes-Man in the end, even though I have a nagging suspicion that he might come back as some sort of evil AI overlord in one of the add-ons once he has upgraded himself to be a little more 'assertive'. For now an independent New Vegas seemed like the best option.

K went with the Legion on her first finished playthrough, I think I might do that the next time as well.

It's silly, but I have such a hard time being anything but -nice- when I play a game for the first time. Later I don't have much trouble being a dick (or possibly a murderous killing machine! : D) but the firsttime I meet these characters I usually make a rather good impression. Heh.

Anyway, I kind of wonder if there is such a thing as a Fallout fandom out there. One that doesn't just love the games (which I do!) and wants to talk about strategies and whatnot, but one that just loves this setting. I mean, how fun would a Fallout P&P round be? Or a Fallout LARP?
Current Mood: dorkydorky
25 September 2010 @ 09:49 am
Guess what, the job market has me back.
Still working in a kitchen, but my hours have been reduced very severely. (joy)

May finally get a night job at my mum's workplace now, but that still lies in the vaguely distant future.

In other news... holy crap, I'm gonna be twenty on tuesday. That is, in the very least, a mildly scary thought. Twenty, no longer a teen and therefore able to get away with teenage stupidity. The horror, the horror.


But seriously, I'm kind of looking forward to it, even if I now feel older than I have any right to.

Also, if having Carrot Cake for your birthday is weird, then I don't wanna be normal. <3
Current Mood: crankycranky
I am ridiculously behind on comics. Ex Machina has ended and I only just now got around to reading it.

Gah. That is pretty much all I've got for the minute, because I haven't re-read the first couple of issues in ages and would hate to comment until I've seen how everything actually came together in the end. But. Gah.

It's not even that it made me sad (which it did) but it's just so bleak. I have yet to decide if this is even better/worse than the ending of Y the last man.

That is to say, I am liking Brian K. Vaughan's work more and more.

In other comic related news (that really really aren't).

You, person. Go read The Five Fists of Science. It's about Nikola Tesla and Mark Twain fighting cosmic horrors (and Thomas Edison, mind) with a giant robot. Y'know, for world peace. And for SCIENCE.
21 August 2010 @ 10:31 am
I somehow managed to end up working today, even though I originally only wanted to find a job for K. Ah well, it's money. I'm not going to complain.

Like always when I do something new, I am of course terribly nervous. Likely for no reason, as usual.

At this point I am getting ridiculously hyped for Scott Pilgrim. It comes out wednesday, but I won't be able to see it before the next weekend, because of the beer festival where I'll be working as well.

Seriously, from what I've seen and heard so far this movie looks brilliant, and quite possibly like the most exciting thing that's come out all year. Edgar Wright, don't disappoint me. (Not that I think you will.)
14 August 2010 @ 02:29 pm
16. Do you write romantic relationships? How do you do with those, and how “far” are you willing to go in your writing? ;)

Yes, and as far as the story needs. Sometimes I wonder what the big deal is, really, it's (and by 'it' I mean porn, because that's what we're talking about. No use pretending it isn't) just another genre. Some like it because they think it's hot, some like it because it amuses them and some read ijt for completely different reasons, while others can't stand it at all.

It's just a genre, really.
14 August 2010 @ 01:26 pm
It started with the second most horrible night I've ever spent on a coach. And trust me, with my fear of flying and love for cheap travel I've had my fair share of nights in those things.

Don't get me wrong, I'm actually fairly fond of coaches, they're not terribly uncomfortable, but if you add several hour long breaks to a journey that's already meant to take 19-20 hours to begin with.. now, that just takes all the fun out of it.

The last of these breaks was at a reststop less than 11km away from our destination. I was ready to murder someone. I was also tired, because every bloody policeman on the whole freaking continent stopped our coach to check everyone's passports. However, I couldn't stay mad at those guys, they were really sweet. Especially the Dutch ("This card is only guilty in Belgium.") and the German ("Oh you're from Moers? That's not far from here!" - "Well, originally, anyway...") blokes.

When we finally arrived at Nienburg we then spent a couple hours waiting and angsting about whether we were at the right station... or, you know, the right city. This little adventure has taught us one thing, if nothing else: misscomunication kills.

We did somehow manage to get together with the others in the end.

Maybe I ought to mention that by the time we arrived at the Fields of Mitraspera (shush, I can call them what I like.) I was still a bit skeptical of the whole thing. I had never been to a LARP before, and wouldn't even have been all that interested if K hadn't asked me to come along. I don't know why, but for the most part High Fantasy is just not my cup of tea.

This lasted for about half a day, maybe.

When we got to our camp (Which looked fantastic by the way. Loads of props to those who arrived a day early to get it all ready. I need to post pictures at some point, I do.) we had a bit of time to get changed and to get used to our new environment. My outfit was... well, cheap and quite rubbish? Only marginally suitable? But thankfully the organisation "Pimp your Novice!" helped to gather some things I could borrow.

Y'know, I was kind of planning to write a day-to-day account, but I don't think that I'll be able to order my thought enough to tell what happened when. I'll try to summarise some stuff instead.

So, I was there as part of the Ordo Iovis who are - oddly enough - followers of the god Io. They're also collectively barking mad, and I mean that in the nicest way possible. Seriously, on the last night we send a letter to our enemies, the Pestilence (!) basically telling them "Guys, you're making us sick. Stop it.". It was great fun, and I spent a lot of time trying and failing not to laugh. Not that we were complete clowns, mind you, but it was this nice mixture between serious play and the crackiest crack that ever... cracked, that turned out to be particularly appealing to me.

Also, everyone was so nice and awesome. I can't thank them enough for taking this painfully awkward newbie along for the ride. I may have been very quiet, especially in the beginning, but that was mostly because I was trying (too hard) not to screw up, as usually, but I really got into it later on when I was done being totally gobsmacked. Everyone functioned so well together, both in and out of character, and Oscar did a fantastic job of keeping all eighteen of us fed and happy.

Mythodea (Mitraspera, really) itself was really well done as well. I could have spend hours just walking around town, looking at all the people and at all the things the shops had to offer. It was so weird to see it all disappear in only a few hours on the last day. The night before we'd been in one of the pubs until it closed, which was really late/early, and when we got up the next day, bam! it was gone.

The journey home was a lot less stressful, tough I blame that on sleeping through most of it. And through most of the next day. It was fun, though, especially since K and I were busily talking about new ideas and possible character concepts, when we weren't dozing for a change.

Next year, I'll be back. With a vengeance. And in proper clothes.
13 August 2010 @ 01:48 pm
15. Midway question! Tell us about a writer you admire, whether professional or not!

There is something about the way Neil Gaiman writes that makes me want to curl up and hear more stories. I don't like everything he does, not by far, even in his short story collections, which I love as a whole, there are bits and pieces that I just have to skip on every re-read. But when he gets a story just right, it's absolute semi-perfection in my eyes.