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Hey, remember when I used to post here? ...or anywhere that wasn't Twitter? ...yeah. M-me neither.
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help_pakistan eventually, once I dig out a camera to photograph some of my newer stuff. I finally bought some silver wire, and it's been a bit nerve wracking to work with (expensive!) but good; it's very very different from the copper and bronze I've been using, and I like that. I also have some antiqued, dead soft bronze to play with. It'll be fun for more steampunky stuff, but I'm still fond of the color of my full hard industrial bronze, and I like the way it looks as it develops a natural tarnish.
I have a bag full of polymer clay that I still need to do something with; it's also nearly crocheting season again, and I've afghans to finish. I am not going to start putting together bootleg silkscreen apparatuses, no matter how much I want an AssCreed t-shirt. I'd never wear it, and I'd inevitably make a mess with the paint.
Been watching True Blood, and I'll probably have some thoughts to put together about it eventually; ditto Royal Pains and White Collar, although I've been more of a casual "brain in the off position" TV watcher this summer than an analytical one. I'd been planning to watch Warehouse 13, but S2E1 left a terrible taste in the back of my mind; I do adore a well done female villain, but I take a very real and very personal offense at the "angry feminist" trope.
My personal/social life keeps making these occasional attempts at being complicated, and then I laugh at it and staunchly ignore it in favor of sleeping. (Hell, I do this when my social life tries to pretend it even exists. ...I've been sleeping a lot, lately.)
But anyway. My summer classes have come to an end! The second half of Elementary Arabic was a delight and a joy, and I wish I'd taken pictures of my final project. It involved making a "photo album" of a fictional family; I drew stick figures and colored them with crayons, but my picture of Cousin Safiyya, the astronaut, was amazing. I miss doing art, sometimes. Crafts are excellent, but I used to draw quite a bit, half a lifetime ago.
I dearly hope my teacher gets signed on for the second half of Intermediate in the spring. Giant State University being what it is, there could possibly be all kinds of bureaucratic roadblocks preventing this. Giant State U is well known for its bureaucratic nonsense; students and teachers alike fondly refer to this as the "GSU Screw." (It occurs to me that I've probably referred to my school by name in previous entries, so there's no real reason for me to start being coy about it now. Regardless, I think I will keep doing so, because it amuses me.)
The fall semester begins in a week and a half; I need to obtain a parking pass and deal with health insurance paperwork- my parents made some noise about putting me back on their plan, and I'm not sure if they actually did or not. If so, I'm not sure if that won't mean I'll still have to buy school insurance. Also, if they have, they did so when I expressly asked them not to, and I'm not sure how angry I should be. (Not very, I suppose; if I'm back on their dental insurance, at least, I'd be able to finally get my wisdom teeth out.)
Scheduling things is an exercise in frustration. Most classes are on a Monday/Thursday schedule, but a few are on Tuesday/Thursday schedules instead, and my language classes are all Monday/Wednesday/Thursday (last year Persian was on a Monday/Thursday/Friday schedule). This means that if I do decide to take five classes, four of them will meet on Thursday. I'm not really looking forward to this, although it isn't much different than my last two semesters were, in terms of Thursday being overloaded. I just don't understand what the school has against Monday/Wednesday scheduling. Maybe it only happens in the math and science departments.
(My classes, for those of you playing along at home, are Intro to the Modern Middle East (required for the major); Intermediate Arabic and Intermediate Persian (half an hour apart and on different campuses, oh god cut myself); some nonsense intro level women's studies class on gender and cultural representation; and (hopefully, once I sort out the permissions) Syntax. I may drop the women's studies class because I won't really need it, and having Tuesdays off would be nice; I may also decide to audit Italian instead, because I am a masochist, but I'm a masochist who misses romance languages- and I can do intro level language classes in my sleep.)
I'm still obsessed with Assassin's Creed, and still writing fanfic (some of which I am proud of, and some of which horrifies me- I feel like the kinkmeme needs a warning, "BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU REQUEST, BECAUSE SOME DEVIANT FREAK JUST MIGHT FILL IT"), albeit at a much slower pace than a few months ago. I've been burnt out on the fandom since the beginning of the summer when I decided to start actively participating in certain corners of it. The start of school may alleviate this problem or exacerbate it; there's a good chance for it to go either way.
I'm probably going to offer a pair or two of earrings for auction on
help_pakistan eventually, once I dig out a camera to photograph some of my newer stuff. I finally bought some silver wire, and it's been a bit nerve wracking to work with (expensive!) but good; it's very very different from the copper and bronze I've been using, and I like that. I also have some antiqued, dead soft bronze to play with. It'll be fun for more steampunky stuff, but I'm still fond of the color of my full hard industrial bronze, and I like the way it looks as it develops a natural tarnish.I have a bag full of polymer clay that I still need to do something with; it's also nearly crocheting season again, and I've afghans to finish. I am not going to start putting together bootleg silkscreen apparatuses, no matter how much I want an AssCreed t-shirt. I'd never wear it, and I'd inevitably make a mess with the paint.
Been watching True Blood, and I'll probably have some thoughts to put together about it eventually; ditto Royal Pains and White Collar, although I've been more of a casual "brain in the off position" TV watcher this summer than an analytical one. I'd been planning to watch Warehouse 13, but S2E1 left a terrible taste in the back of my mind; I do adore a well done female villain, but I take a very real and very personal offense at the "angry feminist" trope.
My personal/social life keeps making these occasional attempts at being complicated, and then I laugh at it and staunchly ignore it in favor of sleeping. (Hell, I do this when my social life tries to pretend it even exists. ...I've been sleeping a lot, lately.)
But anyway. My summer classes have come to an end! The second half of Elementary Arabic was a delight and a joy, and I wish I'd taken pictures of my final project. It involved making a "photo album" of a fictional family; I drew stick figures and colored them with crayons, but my picture of Cousin Safiyya, the astronaut, was amazing. I miss doing art, sometimes. Crafts are excellent, but I used to draw quite a bit, half a lifetime ago.
I dearly hope my teacher gets signed on for the second half of Intermediate in the spring. Giant State University being what it is, there could possibly be all kinds of bureaucratic roadblocks preventing this. Giant State U is well known for its bureaucratic nonsense; students and teachers alike fondly refer to this as the "GSU Screw." (It occurs to me that I've probably referred to my school by name in previous entries, so there's no real reason for me to start being coy about it now. Regardless, I think I will keep doing so, because it amuses me.)
The fall semester begins in a week and a half; I need to obtain a parking pass and deal with health insurance paperwork- my parents made some noise about putting me back on their plan, and I'm not sure if they actually did or not. If so, I'm not sure if that won't mean I'll still have to buy school insurance. Also, if they have, they did so when I expressly asked them not to, and I'm not sure how angry I should be. (Not very, I suppose; if I'm back on their dental insurance, at least, I'd be able to finally get my wisdom teeth out.)
Scheduling things is an exercise in frustration. Most classes are on a Monday/Thursday schedule, but a few are on Tuesday/Thursday schedules instead, and my language classes are all Monday/Wednesday/Thursday (last year Persian was on a Monday/Thursday/Friday schedule). This means that if I do decide to take five classes, four of them will meet on Thursday. I'm not really looking forward to this, although it isn't much different than my last two semesters were, in terms of Thursday being overloaded. I just don't understand what the school has against Monday/Wednesday scheduling. Maybe it only happens in the math and science departments.
(My classes, for those of you playing along at home, are Intro to the Modern Middle East (required for the major); Intermediate Arabic and Intermediate Persian (half an hour apart and on different campuses, oh god cut myself); some nonsense intro level women's studies class on gender and cultural representation; and (hopefully, once I sort out the permissions) Syntax. I may drop the women's studies class because I won't really need it, and having Tuesdays off would be nice; I may also decide to audit Italian instead, because I am a masochist, but I'm a masochist who misses romance languages- and I can do intro level language classes in my sleep.)
I'm still obsessed with Assassin's Creed, and still writing fanfic (some of which I am proud of, and some of which horrifies me- I feel like the kinkmeme needs a warning, "BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU REQUEST, BECAUSE SOME DEVIANT FREAK JUST MIGHT FILL IT"), albeit at a much slower pace than a few months ago. I've been burnt out on the fandom since the beginning of the summer when I decided to start actively participating in certain corners of it. The start of school may alleviate this problem or exacerbate it; there's a good chance for it to go either way.
Tags:
- a life lived in tiny boxes,
- boys have cooties,
- fuck everything,
- good god but i am a boring individual,
- my brainmeats are squishy and delicious,
- no i do not think i am ready for this je,
- putting things on pause,
- schedule but in american this time,
- scholarly pursuits,
- shiny things are shiny,
- songs about oral sex,
- tags! tags on the side of my face!
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Is it worth dusting off my twitter account to actually socialize with you?
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I'm on Twitter all the time- it's sort of become my default method of socialization, since I'm on AIM sporadically, don't use gchat, am horrible about email, and have dropped off on LJ/DW posting. And Facebook gives me hives. *becomes more and more like a hermit with every passing day* I probably use it to bitch about grammar and my parents' television watching habits more than anyone could ever find interesting, though. >.> (I'm falxumbra over there, if you do want to look me up; I'd be happy to tweet at you. XD)