noctiluca: (faces in the window)

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noctiluca: (faces in the window)
When I was growing up, we didn't really have any consistent holiday traditions, especially after my parents divorced, other than meeting up with extended family for Seolnal (New Year). So by default, my favorite trad is eating ddeokguk and getting sebeh money and playing yut (a game where you toss marked sticks to determine how many places you can move your piece around a board).

But I'ma go more in-depth with a brand new holiday tradition!

This year marked my first grownup Hallowe'en living in a place accessible to kids, so Joe and I bought an assload of candy to distribute, and I put up my FIRST EVER outdoor decorations!

We wound up seeing something like 64 kids! I threw on some grimy/"blood"-stained rags and a giant eyeball mask and growlhissed at the trick-or-treaters, which actually really disturbed some of the tinier sprats. WHICH PLEASETH ME MUCHLY. BECAUSE WHAT'S THE POINT OF HALLOWE'EN IF NOT TO EXPERIENCE FEAR. (Some of these kids were like, WAY LITTLE. As in, unable to walk without being held up by their parents, one of whom singsonged, "Okay, time to pick a can~dy, even though I won't let you ~eat it~!" And then, with a hurried glance at me, "Not because of you! But because he's a ba~by." LADY, PLEASE, I SEE YOUR PLOY TO USE YOUR OFFSPRING TO GET FREE TREATS. JUST PUT ON A COSTUME, THERE'S NO SHAME IN IT.)

I made like a billion soul cakes and boxty potato pancakes for dinner, which we nommed with apple cider as we watched a decent horror movie (Oculus) before heading out to the cinema to see a really crappy one (Ouija). Joe spent a good amount of time striving valiantly to keep our jack-o'-lanterns lit (it fucking SNOWED, and the wind kept blowing out our tea lights)--and was ultimately unsuccessful, but maybe his attempts appeased the ghosties, because we weren't horrifically punished for letting the candles go out. Then we made a witch bottle before calling it a night.

The decorating, jack-o'-lanterns, boxty potato pancakes, horror flicks, and bit o' magic will probably work their way into our Hallowe'en tradition. My life goal is to find/make The Perfect Hallowe'en Tree (I've been keeping an eye out for yeeears) and start putting it up annually, resplendent with spooky ornaments.
noctiluca: (O_o [oktapodi])
I KNOW! I'm so v. rarely on Dreamwdith. But I wanna change that. So I, too, will be participating (already a week in, but I'm not expecting a heap of questions here) in the modified December post meme (supercut version):

no dates, no specific commitments to respond (that is, you may or may not get an answer), but ...

... is there anything you want to ask me about? Anything you'd like me to talk about in a post? [Music, TV, books, video games, monsters, writing, science, publishing, food, travel, fictional characters and all of their feelings, cuddly animals, whatever.] if there is anything you'd like me to talk about, feel free to prompt me and maybe I'll make a post about it. :)

(And I promise to get 'round to asking alla YE questions once I've actually woken up and chased out this brainfog with caffeeeine.)
noctiluca: (headvoice inception)
It started out super mundane, like, I was still in college and trying to find a sunny spot in the grass outside my friend's apartment building to do my homework and waving at Comic Store Jake and eventually going inside to talk about mundane college stuff with Nat

and then I was part of this weird sort of fantasy video game heist, trying to rob an underground hoard of treasure, when I was shot in the back by my heist-mate. I played dead on the ground, thinking about how if the bullet had struck my spine, I could be paralyzed

but as it turned out, the bullet had punctured one of my lungs, so I had to replace it with a false lung, which meant SHOVING IT DOWN MY GULLET WHILE IT WAS INFLATING and simultaneously securing a long tube into it that would forever be in my throat and as I stood there thinking about this would be my life from now on, I thought, I wish I hadn't done that. I wish this had never happened, and then I was all


and then I woke up.
noctiluca: (to be anything)
So here were some of my resolutions for 2012:

I did not finish every book I started, alas, or even reach my 52-books-in-52-weeks goal, but I did stop cutting my own bangs! I decided to grow out my hair to donate, as it was the first time in a long time that I've had a full head of all natural hair.

I started a terribly expensive papercrafts hobby and maintained, for a while, a regular sleep schedule. I got into debt rather than out of it, but did manage to cull some of my belongings. I've cut soda and sugared coffee products from my daily life and rarely partake outside of my home. I haven't been saving money very well, but I got a rewarding job with a great boss and did start cooking a little more (although this mostly involves boiling water and burning meat :T).

I did not exercise or lose thirty pounds or write more or make much (besides knitting Joe's scarf at long fucking last), but I did travel to the south and southwest and moved to Seattle!

I'm bad at resolutions, so I'ma try to keep this year's simple:

  • Write.
  • Explore Seattle.
  • Practice mindful living.
  • Keep in better touch with friends.
  • Figure out professional image/personal branding whevs.
  • noctiluca: (keeping count)
    In which I tried to keep track of the media I consumed in 2012, with varying levels of success.

    indicates that this passed the Bechdel Test.

    Re-read. Read for the first time. Adored and recommend. (I stopped updating this list once I started using Goodreads, but figured I'd post it here anyway.

    1. Global Frequency, vol. 1 by Warren Ellis

    2. Chew, vol. 1 by John Layman and Rob Guillory

    3. The Kneebone Boy by Ellen Potter

    4. Booklife by Jeff Vandermeer

    5. The New Weird ed. by Jeff & Ann Vandermeer

    6. Bayou vol. 1 by Jeremy Love

    7. Skim by Mariko Tamaki and Jillian Tamaki

    8. Koko Be Good by Jen Wang

    9. Anya's Ghost by Vera Brosgol

    Movies Re-viewed. Saw for the first time.

    1. Attack the Block (2011)

    2. Mask of Zorro (1998)

    3. Big Fish. (The first half, anyway, before going to bed.)

    4. TrollHunter (2010)

    5. The Road (2009)

    6. Dale and Tucker vs. Evil (2010)

    7. The Woman in Black (2012)

    8. The Last Exorcism (2010)

    9. Stuart Gordon: The Black Cat (2006)

    10. Barking Dogs Never Bite (2000)

    11. The Goonies (1985)

    12. Black Death (2011)

    13. Food, Inc. (2008)

    14. Forbidden Kingdom (2008)

    15. CNBC Porn: The Business of Pleasure (2009)

    16. Grave Encounters (2011)

    17. Futurama: Bender's Big Score (2007)

    18. 3... Extremes (2005)

    19. Agora (2009)

    20. The Wind That Shakes the Barley (2006)

    21. The Perfect Host (2010)

    22. Rango (2011)

    23. Monsters (2010)

    24. Seassion 9 (2001)

    25. Centurion (2010)

    26. Detective Dee and the Mystery of the Phantom Flame (2010)

    27. Thor (2011)

    28. The Warrior's Way (2010)

    29. Occupant (2010)

    30. War of the Arrows (2011)

    31. A Dangerous Method (2012)

    32. The Hunger Games (2012)

    33. Transfer

    34. Ghost in the Shell II: Innocence

    35. Cabin in the Woods (2012)

    36. The Avengers (2012)

    37. Prometheus (2012)

    38. Brave (2012)

    39. The Dark Knight Rises (2012)

    40. Going Postal (2010)

    41. Louie C.K. (2008)

    42. Looper (2012)

    43. The Man from Nowhere (2010)

    44. Lincoln (2012)

    45. Skyfall (2012)

    46. Django Unchained (2012)

    Serials (these are in no particular order):

  • Sherlock seasons 1 & 2

  • Buffy the Vampire Slayer, seasons 6 & 7

  • Battlestar Galactica

  • Boardwalk Empire seasons 1 & 2

  • Game of Thrones season 2

  • Caprica (partial)

  • Legend of Korra book 1

  • Journey Quest season 2 (online)

  • The Silent City season 1 (partial, online)

  • Portlandia season 1 (partial)

  • The Borgias season 1

  • Weeds seasons 3 - 4 (partial)

  • The Book Group season 1

  • The Killing season 1

  • Downton Abbey season 2

  • Trigun

  • Community seasons 1 - 3

  • The Book Club full (online)

  • Supernatural seasons 1 - 5

  • Sons of Anarchy season 1 (partial)

  • Once Upon a Time seasons 1 & 2 (partial)

  • Being Human U.S. season 1 (partial)
  • noctiluca: (Default)
    I don't know if this happened here or if I dreamed it, but I think I woke up at some point to hear it storming, and said, "Oh, that's why it was raining in my dream." But then I have a fuzzy recollection of actually going out to the porch to watch the downpour, which I doubt I did, so I was probably still dreaming? Geh.

    This part was fo' sho' a dream: A whole slew of us (me + strangers) were gearing up for war. I wanted to pack a couple things for the training camp (puffy neon-colored high tops in case my shoes got soaked, an extra change of clothes) but kept forgetting to do so. I was super upset as I said goodbye to my hamsters because I was afraid no one would look after them if I died.

    There was an older woman who blessed us as she sent us along to the indoor battlefield. She made a comment to me about how I'd ____ until the end of my life, to which I joked, "Which means for another two days?" She looked uncomfortable for a moment, then said, "You'll survive long past this." It was understood that she had precognitive abilities, so I felt vaguely comforted.

    Then we were rushing headlong toward the opposing force. I had a bunch of combs as weapons; my primary had a long, flexible handle, so I was using it like a mace and smashing in people's faces and groins. I stalled a bit in the middle but wound up in the back of the warehouse? hollowed out department store?

    A couple of us encountered a woman with a toddler who had been toy shopping before they were accidentally locked in. I decided to make a mission out of ensuring the survival of the civvies (plus an extra civilian [who for some reason I did not like] holding an infant), and we set about trying to fortify this unlit are. It was a horribly indefensible room with three sets of double doors; I suggested that we set up a bunch of crates so that we could use them to block the entrances at a moment's notice, but not to barricade them just yet because the enemy would notice.

    Then the enemy was flooding our little nook, and suddenly numbered in the thousands and were zombie-esque in nature. I watched one of my comrades trying to hold her ground and wind up pretty much disintegrated by the force of the swarm pushing her every which way, so I let myself get moved around by the crowd. I was taken in as a POW and was waiting in line for processing when I started kicking a chair and yelling at a couple sloppily uniformed enemy soldiers to be shown to their commanding officer. I insisted that I was a double agent, but I'm not sure if that were true or if I was just faking. Then my alarm rang again.
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