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Thursday, February 9th, 2012 10:00 am

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Thursday, February 9th, 2012 09:30 am
Really noticeably exhausted, not sure why. Probably partly to do with being remarkably clumsy at work yesterday, so more of my energy cycles are currently taken up with self-repair tasks, and therefore aren't giving me enthusiasm or whatever. Also, I've been unmedicated for two days straight and I'm going to go fix that, right now, because honestly Sor!

***

A while back Nurit was getting rid of manyclothes, and I appropriated some things for my wardrobe. Which is a complicated way of saying "I am wearing a sweater today", which is not something I do very often. It's sharply typical-female, and low cut enough that I'm doing the layering thing and wearing an undershirt, which makes it feel *more* typically female. I'm not particularly gendering girl right now, so we'll see if this becomes uncomfortable as the day goes on. But dammit, it's way too cold right now for me to just wear a t-shirt.

Cracked.com had a fairly recent list discussing the most baffling things about women's clothing. Reading this was actually one of those ridiculously useful things, because it tells me very basic things that I need to know in order to look like a woman, a skill I am notably unpractised at. One of these months I'll actually get around to looking up resources for mtf passing, since man, everything I know about looking like a guy comes from ftm resources.

***

I probably have more random thoughts (Sparr is here! This has been an awful week! Anime!) but I have a therapy appointment in about half an hour, and I should try to actually not be late for once. Ta!

~Sor
MOOP!
Thursday, February 9th, 2012 12:52 am
My life has shaken out some, and I can see that I have a goal, and that it is worth pursuing. New Years Resolutions are all well and good, but my perpetual aim in life remains "introspect, find flaws, fix them."

I'm pretty fucking good at the first two parts. I'm getting better at the last.

So a new flaw, one that is definitely worth working on, but doesn't really have a name. It is a number of tiny behaviours that flow together into one complex thing, that I do not find especially healthy. I'd like to get rid of them.

I do not demand. I am not always good at saying no1. I do not express desires. I don't say when we're having problems. I don't say when I need to disappear. I feel guilty that others sacrifice for me. I let myself be pushed too far. I want, and do not express it, but far more importantly, sometimes I need and do not express it.

1: My time, you can always have. My sexuality, almost never. Everything else is likely to fall somewhere between the two.

This conspires to an unfortunate flaw. It is, I suppose, a manifestation of living my life for others. That there is not something I can fix --it is too ingrained inside me that I am here to Make Other People's Lives Easier-- but maybe if I practise and stretch a little, I can live for others in ways that also aid myself. Maybe I will not live for others as thoroughly, but the end result will be a better me, which is living for others in a rather dramatic way.

I am, in many ways, a small person. Today at least, I much prefer being grand enough to warp the world to my will. And warping is wanting and acting on those wants.

Introspect.
Find flaws.
Fix them.

Check check and...

~Sor
MOOP!
Wednesday, February 8th, 2012 09:21 pm
Background:  Went to Wiscon last year (would nom again).  Got my brain filled up and emptied out and filled up again.  Discovered I have a taste for reading/thinking based cons rather than fandom fun based ones.  Going back this year.

Sometime before I moved up to Vancouver, I started having problems finding books that didn't feel like a waste of my time.  I mean, I knew they were out there, but I didn't really know how to find them and I was getting tired of brain candy and never-ending fantasy epics and while I still love non-fiction, there's a certain itch that it doesn't scratch.  After Wiscon, I thought the Tiptree award winners list might be a good place to mine for reading material, so I did.  Fortunately, we already own probably a third or more of the works on the list.  Unfortunately, the library system here is not the greatest and can't get for me most of the rest of the others.  Oh, noes, I will have to buy them, whatever shall I do.

It's been a very fruitful list.  I originally wanted to go down the list in order, but then I hit the library problem, so now I'm just reading what we have and what I can get my hands on and slowly (glacially, actually) working towards getting my hands on the stuff we don't have.  With as far as I've gotten on the list, I can say without a doubt that I want to own these works in person because they're absolutely things I will want to re-read.  I also hadn't meant to get as distracted as I have - when I hit the library problem, I started branching out into other works by authors on the list that are already on the shelf.  That was a good move to make.  

Tonight I finished Candas Jane Dorsey's  A Paradigm of Earth and half an hour later I'm still having the physical reaction of trying to catch my breath.  I was just that good. 

And I have no idea, no language, of how to talk about why.

My homework from my counselor for this fortnight is to try to remember what drew me to reading F&SF back when I first started, what my emotional response was (or, and is) and why it figures so heavily in what I seek out to read.  And I don't know.  I mean, I've been stewing on this question for over a week now and not getting any kind of insight into it and then I go and finish this novel that just blows me away and I can't even begin to try to talk about it because I don't know how.  I know I've had a strong emotional response because I can't get enough breath into my lungs, but I haven't the foggiest idea of how to put words or understanding to that meaningful physiological reaction.  I just run into this brick wall in my introspection that I can't seem to get through or around when I focus on it.

I'm gonna need some space before I start into reading another novel; it just wouldn't be fair to whatever followed, especially not the brain candy I was figuring on.  Time to go raid the shelves for some non-fiction to poke at other parts of my brain.

Wednesday, February 8th, 2012 07:16 pm
Hi all,

We are currently working around a problem with our static file serving -- i.e., JavaScript, CSS, and image files. I had to move these back to our main web frontend instead of using the fast static frontend.

The root cause is that our hosting provider, ServerBeach, reassigned the IP address we were using for static content. They assigned it to one fo the new machines they are building for us. Given the vagaries of networks, I can't unassign that IP easily on my end. I have to kill the machine and it's still in provisioning, so I don't have access to it yet.

In order to work around this problem, I've had to make two changes -- use the main Perlbal infrastructure and turn off an optimization we use -- this is going to cause things to load a little slower. I will be working this evening to resolve the problem in a more efficient way.

My apologies for the issue here. I don't know why they reassigned our IP address, but as soon as I figure out what happened, I will let you know.

Thanks for your patience.
Wednesday, February 8th, 2012 02:36 pm
going off the rails
can be fun when you are
only sightseeing




Still sick, though hopefully less so. I am still dealing with a sore throat which makes talking not fun, so my apologies if you've called and I haven't answered. I'm just not up to chatting yet.

In news of the good, work continues apace on my book. Of course, a friend was all "you're writing a book about healing and you're sick. Don't you think that's a message?" and made me all paranoid. As though I wasn't worried enough about whether I'm doing the right thing with this. -.- Still, it's important enough to me that I'm shoving most of the Bad Thoughts(tm) out of my head and continuing to work. I WANT this, more than I've wanted anything in a really long time. Thus, it's happening, no matter how long it takes or how hard it is.

Which, I suppose, is a lesson in and of itself, about writing and what drives it. *wry grin*

I had other stuff to say, but my brain is switching gears to the tarot work, so I'm off to do that.
Tuesday, February 7th, 2012 08:35 pm
I'm sick of being sick. Tell me something good.
Tuesday, February 7th, 2012 04:41 pm
I finally convinced Picasa to behave and ganked the pictures from my phone onto the web.  Here they are.

Some of my favorites: lots and lots and lots of Lion Dancers.  It seems like every kung-fu club and benevolent association has a team.  Some of them had more fun than others.  The balloon dragon.  The fan dancers.  The shortest, smartest dragon in the parade.  Random white people in blue dragon armor.  A team of dragon dancers made up of small children and their bitty dragon.  And, of course, it's not a parade unless there are bagpipers.  Followed later by the viking band.

([personal profile] imperatrice , I didn't know if you were ok with having pictures of you up online, so I took them out.  I can email them to you separately.)
Tuesday, February 7th, 2012 02:29 pm
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This one's from the most recent round of Porn Battle. Oh, how sweet it is to be back in this weathered, molded saddle.

Title:(AO3 version over here)
Author: Mithrigil
Fandom: Suikoden I/II
Characters: Flik and Viktor
Words: 4300
Rating: R. Victorious drunk sex.
Don’t know the fandom? You might still like this if you enjoy: Buddy comedy, beer, body hair, bawdy tavern ballads, bears.

Summary: After the events of Suikoden I, Flik and Viktor have survived a hell of a lot. That doesn't make Viktor any less insufferable. Getting drunk, however, does.


“Here’s to not being unconscious!” Viktor toasts, and if a little of his beer sloshes over the rim of his glass and onto the bedsheets, Flik doesn’t complain either. It’s Viktor’s side of the bed anyway. )

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Monday, February 6th, 2012 06:42 pm
in the fever daze
colors spiral into fog
and then into dreams




Lady and the Tramp is being re-released! It's one of the Disney movies I don't have. I don't know how long it'll be out, so I doubt I'll be able to get it, but a girl's gotta dream. I just watched my copy of "Beauty and the Beast" the other day. (That's my favorite, though L&tT is a close second.) I have a romantic streak a mile wide, and it expresses itself mostly through Disney movies. :)

Speaking of watching things, I watched the Super Bowl yesterday, along with most of the country, apparently. I *loved* the Betty White ad for the Voice. No interest at all in the show, but Betty White is most awesome. The game itself was pretty good, too. I went to bed after, exhausted from all the "OMG YAY! OMG NO!" back and forth.

Still sick. Still not dead. I was hoping to do the One Card this Friday, but that's not happening. Next week, I have Things To Do, so I can't do it then. I will likely schedule it for March, and figure out if I'm doing it the first Friday or the second later.

In the meantime, work continues on the tarot book, and that's about it. Cold meds are my friend. C, bless him, got me NyQuil, so I'll be able to sleep tonight.

Back to work. And then soup, I think. Food is not my friend, but I think I can keep some soup down.
Monday, February 6th, 2012 03:15 pm
Just to keep you all in the loop -- the servers have been really busy lately! [personal profile] alierak, one of our sysadmins, has been working on things and found an issue with our load balancer. He fixed that, and that has resolved a number of issues people have had connecting to Dreamwidth during periods of peak load.

(For the technical, the issue was that our connection tracking table in the kernel was set to the default 64k, and we've started peaking past that. He raised the limits.)

We have also submitted an order for two more web servers. This will make things faster by just giving us more horsepower to work with. The rest of the system (databases, memcache, network, etc) isn't anywhere near capacity, but we're running low on CPU on our web servers.

We also have some of our developers working on optimizations for entries that have many comments. That work is in progress and we will continue to iterate to make things faster.

If you have any questions, let me know! I'll do my best to answer them quickly and accurately. :)
Monday, February 6th, 2012 10:18 am
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I'm home, Suikoden fandom! I...might've changed my game a little, but I'm home!

Title: Script #7: Nadir’s 108 Stars of Dragstiny (AO3 version here)
Author: Mithrigil
Fandom: Suikoden III
Characters: ...a lot of them.
Words: Over nine thousand.
Rating: Crack.
Warning: My girlfriend forced me to marathon three seasons of RuPaul’s Drag Race over the course of a week. It was awesome.

Summary: A debate between two Suiko-Narcissists leads to a theatrical endeavor to boost the morale of the New Fire Bringer.


“I know I cannot ask for much in the way of tastefulness,” Nadir went on, “considering this is an army. But I do expect you to display your charisma, uniqueness, nerve, and talent.” )

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Sunday, February 5th, 2012 10:02 pm
The Scotiabank theatre is showing a bunch of older movies in digital format for $6 apiece. I've been here long enough that this seems like a remarkably good deal; a month or so ago, a 4 PM showing of Tinker Tailor was $13 per ticket. Last night was Serenity, which we watched in the company of several folk from gaming. Good times, good company. Been awhile since I'd been out to dinner with a larger-than-small group.

The movie... doesn't hold up as well as it might. Bits of it feel blatantly manipulative, Inara and Kaylee are ciphers, and they didn't give Zoe nearly enough to do. (So it's pretty much The Mal And River Show, with Simon along for plot and Jayne and Wash for different kinds of comic relief.) The plot's perfectly fine at least, though I wonder how lost you'd be if you didn't know the series.

Today has been a wash. Plans included: finishing this story, plot noodling for another, and writing ALL the email. Instead I wrote some (though not all) of the emails, poked at the story, lazed around on the internet and the Device. Meh. And realised that I'd forgotten I'd signed up to write a story this month. Exciting. Maybe it'll make up for this one being stalled out at what looks like ten feet from the finish line. bleh. Leaving it alone for awhile.

I disapprove of my lack of energy and motivation. I don't know what to do about it, either. And now it's the end of the weekend and back to work tomorrow.
Saturday, February 4th, 2012 11:54 am
I am a pretty shiftless child, one who often starts projects and then gets distracted and never finishes.

However, this project is somewhat important to me, and so somehow I've managed to keep it going every February since I turned eighteen. It's something that makes me happy, and something that makes other people happy. It prompts long essays on censorship, on child-rearing, on the rights of the editor.

...and most importantly, it brings a lot of porn into the world. That's right folks! It's time for the Fifth Annual Less Than 31 Word Porn Writing Contest!

How does this work? You write porn. You make sure it's, at most, thirty words long. You post it in a comment to this post, or you e-mail it to me, or you drop it in my ask-box on tumblr, or whatever. In a few weeks, I collect them all, scramble them, and post them for all the world to enjoy. And it is awesome. You can get a pretty good feel by reading the tag "Lessthan31words".

The porn you submit may be anonymous. It may be fanfic. It may be silly. It may be sexy. It may be written in languages I don't speak (so far: Spanish, Russian, and Japanese.) It may be simple. It may be elaborate. It may be story based. It may be PWP. It may be kinky. It may be *really* kinky. It may be loving. It may be missionary between married people with the lights off. The only rule is that it must be short, at most thirty words. Thirty-one is too many, and thirty-two is right out.

(Okay, because it's my journal and I have feelings about this sort of thing, you are welcome to write noncon or dubcon porn, or otherwise significantly triggering. I am not likely to post it, or if I do, I will post it in an alternate space, clearly marked. This is because I want my porn to be light, fluffy, and happy. And so do a grand number of friends who have had bad experiences. If the fact that I won't post everything pisses you off, go host your own damn porn-writing contest.)

All I want is for you to enjoy writing it, and in a few weeks, for everyone to enjoy reading it. Go forth, my friends, and create!

~Sor
MOOP!

(Need inspiration? The previous years entries: 2011, 2010, 2009, 2008.)
Saturday, February 4th, 2012 09:47 am

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Friday, February 3rd, 2012 10:34 pm
On Monday, he gave me a mixCD, entitled "Nothing Matters When We're Dancing".

Due to a quirk of my computer set-up (Meaning, Vera's disc drive is entirely borked) I wasn't able to put it onto my computer until last night, when I visited him, and was able to borrow the same external drive he used to make it.

So I put it on Vera, and we are quiet and there is awkward because I am a little out of social, and trying very hard not to be for him. After a long pause, in which we are quiet and close together, I put it on. I want to hear the music he chose to gift me.

And it's half a joke when I ask if it's good to make-out to, but it's exactly what I needed to say. And so we just...are, together. Curled up happily together on his bed, sometimes making out, and sometimes just holding each other and gazing and smiling, so stupid and happy. Sometimes he sings to me, and that is the nicest thing. I ask him some of them, what they are, and why he chose them. He kisses me instead of answering, and I know I'll have to figure it out myself.

Now it's today, and I'm home and alone. But I have the music he gave me, and space enough to notice that some of it is wistful and some of it is sad, but all of it is his. And now mine.

I communicate in many ways, some explicit, some extraordinarily subtle. But I've never been good at communicating in music. That's okay. I'll figure it out. The order and the meaning --I already know the message.

The message is that he loves me.

I wonder if I can put together a set of songs eloquent enough to say the same thing back to him.

~Sor
MOOP!
Friday, February 3rd, 2012 02:59 pm
the day is never
so awful that cat cuddles
won't make it better




Woke up today with a horrible sore throat and congestion. I took some cold meds, but my throat still hurts. So, it's a quiet day today, with lots of writing and more playing after the writing is done.

I am praying for a quiet weekend, too. Rumor has it J's son is home from Iraq or Afghanistan (whichever he was sent to, I have forgotten), and I imagine that will mean a party of sorts. I'm happy for J, and I'll definitely join in the cheering, but I'm not up for a lot of partying!

I got some AWESOME news from [profile] ladyriv, who sent me some of the preliminary sketches she has done for my tarot deck. They all look amazing, and I am so squeeful. So! That will actually be happening! I cannot use enough exclaimation points to express my SQUEE about it!

This year has been both horrible and amazing. I think if the highs keep matching the lows, I'll count it as a win. Though, I could wish that 2012 would put itself on some kind of mood stabilizer, so that I didn't continually feel like I was on a roller coaster. /snark

I need to get back to the writing, so have some pretty!
Friday, February 3rd, 2012 10:12 am
Today's fog is actually blue, and moving in off the water. I can see the next couple of condos fine but Stanley Park is gone in all directions.

The problem with writing a post summing up two weeks at 10:30 at night is that I inevitably leave out something awesome or important or both. In this case it was the very wet New Year parade in Chinatown last Sunday. E-- had come up from Seattle the night before, and the three of us met up with semilocal J-- to stand in the rain and cold and watch a parade.

Lots of bright colors (a blessing in the Vancouver winter), lots of lion dancers and long paper dragons on sticks. Also lots of plastic ponchos, because there's no point in getting your nice silk outfit soaked through. There was even a pipe band, although they weren't associated with Gung Haggis Fat Choy (which is apparently a real thing).

The weather was just unpleasant enough that we all started getting cold after standing around for an hour or so, so we crammed into New Town Bakery with a zillion other people. At least it was warm. Eventually tasty buns were acquired for lunchish, and we wandered off (past a bomb-disposal robot out as part of a demonstration) to someplace a little less crowded.

The plan had been for us less J-- to head down to Granville Island and wander around a bit, but the cold and damp and tired caused us to think better of that idea. So we went home and sat in front of the fireplace and drank hot chocolate and talked books for an hour or so instead. Good company, good times.

There was no cake to celebrate International Eat Some Cake Day, but we did make it out to the dessert restaurant the next day. Close enough.

And now it's the Year of the Water Dragon, which I guess makes it my year, or something. And the fog has all burned off. I suppose I should do something with this nice bright weather we've got today. I'm thinking pancakes bigger than my head for lunch.
Thursday, February 2nd, 2012 10:46 pm
PSA for those of you on both LJ and DW: you can now associate your LJ OpenID with your DW account. In practice this means you can claim comments made on LJ and imported to DW, so that they show up as being under your DW account and not "username.livejournal.com."



What the heck have I been doing for the last couple of weeks, anyway? Right, sulking and/or hiding, I remember now. *ahem*

Mostly it's been pretty quiet. Gave up on Farscape sometime week before last; started watching Leverage instead. It is exactly the kind of thing I like: fun characters with enough depth to be interesting, complex plots, and witty banter. I'd like to see more development of either plot or character as the season progresses. So far, though, it's sufficiently entertaining that I'll keep watching until either the arc picks up or I get bored with the lack of one. (Or rather, until I run out of season 1, at which point I'll probably switch over to Burn Notice because that's what's here. Which is okay too.)

Last week I went to see William Gibson with semilocal J--. Gibson is very tall, and stoops more than I do, which is impressive in its own way. He's also got pretty much no Virginia accent. Being gone for twice as long as you spent there will do that, I guess. He also talks fairly slowly, but consistently has some interesting things to say. Would stand in line to see/hear again.

Been kicking around ideas for a role-playing game since I seem to have stumbled into a few players. And still beating my head against a brief scene I don't think I'm good enough to write. Perhaps tomorrow I shall conquer it.

... it occurs to me that in addition to being the HUGELY IMPORTANT scene where the story either works or falls flat, it's a heavily visual scene, and I am whatever the opposite of a visual writer is. Nngh. I couldn't give myself a nice simple story to ease my way back into things, could I. Oh well. Learn by doing and all that.
Thursday, February 2nd, 2012 04:22 pm
dancing the tightrope
between insanity and
depression is fun




Dr foo today. I ran out of cope after the doctor basically told me that I have fatty liver disease, and that's what is causing a lot of my stomach pain. He "prescribed" weight loss and said I should look into stage 2 or higher of the Atkins diet because it will help me to lose weight quickly.

And my brain heard that as "you're so fat" and started the Bad Thought spiral. I managed to derail it by virtue of simply shutting down, and then got angry at myself, which isn't exactly healthy but helped me to get off the "bad thought" bus.

I'm a big fan of "health at any size," but clearly this particular size isn't good for me.

Anyway. Out of cope in a big way. Planning on forcing myself to eat and then writing for an hour or so. Then, the plan is to veg out with superheroic things in City of Heroes. Because kicking evil in the face makes me feel better.