The plot is pretty standard White Guy Saves the Natives and Cutting Down Rainforests Is Bad deal but the graphics are certainly very lovely. So much blue! So much bioluminescence!
Though I was mildly disappointed that a singing cloud of smog voiced by Tim Curry didn't crop up.
1. One of those "Who Comments Here" meme things, under the cut:
( Who comments the most on this journal? )2. Speaking of memes, there's a rather interesting one that's going around: A "look at my id" meme about what your fanfiction says about you. Here's
my thread.
3. My college inbox is going to be cleared in a few weeks, so going through that and forwarding all the old e-mails I want to my new address (since I was an idiot and had about 200 e-mails backlogged) has been taking me a couple of days. But, one good thing about it was that I found an essay I wrote a year ago that I hadn't been able to find in print or saved on my hard drive. I had a copy of it left on the e-mail I forwarded to myself to print it, so I could still retrieve it from the file attachment! And even after all this time it was still a really kickass essay. I mean, I'm still just rather happy that I got to write an essay on how Lovecraft wrote in the Romanticist as well as Gothic modes and have my professor be okay with it (but then, it was Dr. N, and he's cool), but I think it was a legitimately good paper.
4. Still have not typed up resume. Keep meaning to do that and never doing it. Must do it tomorrow.
Will do it tomorrow. No exceptions. And then I will mail it out. I just have to get that one nagging obligation off my list. Hopefully I will do it in time to, you know, get the job I was hoping for.
5. In other news, I'm meeting my orthopedist later this month, and since the bolt in my back is still bothering me, protrudes when I bend over, and hurts sometimes if I bend the right way, I think we're going to talk about getting it removed. Thankfully, since it's only one bolt, it'll require a less invasive surgery; I should only be in the hospital overnight, and would require only a week's recovery, so if I time it right I'll only have to take off work a couple of days, or go in for a reduced workday. Which, granted, I'm not crazy about since I'll potentially be in a new job at that point, but it's better than having to wait another month before I start working again.
Though I'm not thrilled at having to be operated on again, but at least it won't be as scary as the last time. And maybe they'll let me keep the bolt, though I can't think what I'll do with it. Hard to believe in a couple weeks' time it'll be a whole year since my operation.
(For people new to this journal: I have scoliosis, and last summer I had a spinal fusion with instrumentation to straighten out my spine before the curvature got worse. It was very successful - I have very little back pain now and have almost my full range of motion back - but during recovery one of the bolts holding my instrumentation in place slipped a little. My instrumentation's in no danger, but I can feel the bolt almost all the time, so my orthopedic surgeon suggested that if it was still bothering my by the one-year anniversary of my operation we could remove it.)
6. I have been writing little bits and pieces here and there, nothing involving too much commitment, but what I'm really craving is drawing and my sketchbook is still packed up somewhere. I've had the urge to draw for a while now, so that's nothing really new, but what I've really wanted to draw is cracked-out crossover fanart. I suspect that has a lot to do with listening to various songs from the Utena soundtrack (especially
Zettai Unmei Mokushiroku) and thus wanting to draw characters from all over my fandoms in duelists' uniforms. You have to admit Zoe Herriot, Sari Sumdac, and Cam Saroyan would look good in them.
I really should rewatch Utena. Maybe now that I'm older I'll understand more of it.
So far as writing goes I've worked on a couple of scenes for my long-overdue cliche-swap ficathon piece, mostly polishing scenes I've already written but occasionally writing something new, and I've finally returned to that one trippy Three/Jo fic, speaking of id-driven. I actually still like most of what I wrote for it back when, and I think I've come to a sort of mental peace with the fact that I am writing this fic because I want to write it, because I think it's interesting and says something about the characters and their mental state, and even though I do not anticipate that it will have a very wide audience outside of that due to a combination of factors I am okay with this. There are plenty of fics I write for others - requests, ficathons, kinkmemes, prompts, stuff I write because I see people complaining that there isn't enough of it - I can write this for me.
I've also started contemplating plot outlines for that Blurr fic (and I am going to get back to you, lovely brainstormers, I promise), added a few scenes in that Sari/Bumblebee ficlet, and have come up with a somewhat complicated theory regarding where Blackarachnia actually is at the end of "Predacons Rising" and how it ties into Sari's origins, because clearly what I need is another huge and imposing fic project that mostly involves me transcribing my own meta and making it sound like prose. Obviously.
(I'll write down and share that theory/idea at some point but it is already getting late and I have had this window open since maybe yesterday. Yeah.)
7. I had yet another dream last night taking place in a mall. Seriously, now that I notice all my dreams taking place in malls it's starting to get weird.
Anyway, in this one there was one particular corner of the mall, on the back left side of the second floor, where all the sketchy stores were, and that's where I was walking for some reason. And there was a leather goods and fetish gear store run by Abby Sciuto, and for some reason they did in-house tattooing. So I decided (for no real reason except to be able to stay in the store after closing) to get a tiny tattoo of a silver heart on the back of my hand, right at the place where the thumb meets the palm. But then I had to keep hiding my hand from my mother, because in the dream I was certain that she'd freak out and disown me if she found out I got a tattoo, even a little one (when she's not normally that strict in real life, though she's expressed distaste for tattoos). And by the time she did see it it had spread until the heart took up the entire back of my hand.
Hmm.
8. Speaking of fic,
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springkink is open for prompt claiming! There are all sorts of fandoms with prompts offered, and so much good fic comes out of Springkink every round, so do consider picking up a prompt or two! It's very low-pressure.
I'm not sure if I'll claim a prompt or not; I managed to write a Springkink fic last round and that seemed to go over pretty well, so I suppose there's no reason not to, but at the same time I'm just not feeling the urge to grab prompts and run off with them this time. I'll have to give it some thought. It does make me feel all warm on the inside when people claim prompts I submitted, though. Not sure why.
This entry is incredibly long and I should go to bed. Good night, flist.
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