Five Fish And A Ukelele
Aug. 17th, 2010 03:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
laliandraToday I found out that my contract at my horrid temp job has ended. Hopefully this means that the universe is going to reward me with work that doesn't involve feeling my IQ drop by the minute, and dealing with Dicks.
Anyway, I have fabulous adventures to relate to you!
On Friday I headed off to celebrate the birthday of the excellent![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
playwithfyr , aka Pyro but mostly aka Play. It was a Fish Birthday Meetup, with Isi and Bec and Lisa, oh my, all there too.
Me: *arrives*
altogetherisi : Thank god you're here. They don't like Lady Gaga!
r_hayburn : Would you like a glow in the dark gecko?
lisaheron : Why is the ukelele being like this?
playwithfyr : It's okay, Lal is here now to be the Responsible Adult.
Everyone: *looks doubtfully at Lal*
Me: I also go by "Corrupting Influence"?
We had barbecue food indoors, because the summer conspired against us. During the meal we talked about Many Things, such as pirates and demons and the Guardian of the Dead and booklust and memes. There was also debate on what constitutes shipping and what is some separate thing where you don't need anyone has to like each other or be happy, you just want them to have really, really hot makeouts. (I do not call this shipping)
Isi and I also told everyone about our RPS conversations, aka The Greatest Conversation Ever Had In A Starbucks Before An Adam Lambert Concert.
Isi: It's like Lal and I were saying, once you've slashed the President of the United States, there's no going back.
Me: Don't forget our metaphor! RPS is like a slippery slope...
Isi: But a slope into a really fun place. More like a slide...
Me and Isi: Like a ball-pit!
It's the truth, people.
Then we went out to the campfire and toasted marshmallows and made s'mores. I would say that it was the sugar high that made us go slightly crazy, but that would be a lie. A terrible lie.
People were supposed to be teaching me how to play the ukelele but we kept getting sidetracked by, well, everything. We did a LOT of singing. It turns out that you can sing almost any song in the world to 4 chords played on the ukelele. You haven't lived until you've heard Take On Me, Don't Stop Believing, No Happy Ending and Let It Be all sung together.
The plan had been to go inside and watch the first episode of Firefly (because there were people present there who hadn't seen it!) but the plan ended up devolving into Lal and Isi quote the first scene then fall asleep. This was after some discussion about how Bec might be a werecatapillar.
The next day Lisa thoughtfully woke Bec by jumping on her and then we had cookies for breakfast. That pretty much set the tone for the day. We were meant to be going on a picnic, but it was raining. A lot. But we were determined, so we packed the car full of food and set off.
Lisa: We are five fish and a ukelele. Sounds like a band!
Isi: Or a bad euphemism.
Play: The Bad Euphemisms would be a great name also.
Isi: In ~your~ endo...
Me: I'd like to double ~your~ entendre.
Bec: Now we have two album titles.
Then we sat in the in car, balanced food on every available surface and had a very fine picnic. We were occasionally beset by spies, and then the End Of the World (or at least the part where the sky turned into water and then fell on us) happened. But we sang the Zombie Song and braved it out.
Sadly then I had to leave. But, it was because it was Nat's birthday! We went to a huge family barbecue at his brother's girlfriend's father's house, and it was great! I made pistachio cupcakes for Nat, by the way, and it took a really, really long time. Turns out finely chopping 100g of pistachios without a blender will <i>break your spirit</i>. They are delicious, though!
I think the evening can best be summed up by this conversation, which I am naming A Treatise on the Perils of Drinking
Girl I have just met: Hey I like your necklace. It very much compliments your breasts.
Dude I have just Met: Even as a gay man, I can appreciate that those are very good breasts.
Me: Er, thank you?
DIHJM: I also like your top!
Me: Thank you! I like your top too!
DIHJM: You should come into this room and swap tops with me!
Me: OK!
So that was fun!
As for the rest of my life.
It looks like this. ALL THE TIME.
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ETA; YOU GUYS, WHY IS MY .GIF NOT GIFFING?
Anyway, I have fabulous adventures to relate to you!
On Friday I headed off to celebrate the birthday of the excellent
playwithfyr , aka Pyro but mostly aka Play. It was a Fish Birthday Meetup, with Isi and Bec and Lisa, oh my, all there too.Me: *arrives*
altogetherisi : Thank god you're here. They don't like Lady Gaga!r_hayburn : Would you like a glow in the dark gecko?lisaheron : Why is the ukelele being like this? playwithfyr : It's okay, Lal is here now to be the Responsible Adult.Everyone: *looks doubtfully at Lal*
Me: I also go by "Corrupting Influence"?
We had barbecue food indoors, because the summer conspired against us. During the meal we talked about Many Things, such as pirates and demons and the Guardian of the Dead and booklust and memes. There was also debate on what constitutes shipping and what is some separate thing where you don't need anyone has to like each other or be happy, you just want them to have really, really hot makeouts. (I do not call this shipping)
Isi and I also told everyone about our RPS conversations, aka The Greatest Conversation Ever Had In A Starbucks Before An Adam Lambert Concert.
Isi: It's like Lal and I were saying, once you've slashed the President of the United States, there's no going back.
Me: Don't forget our metaphor! RPS is like a slippery slope...
Isi: But a slope into a really fun place. More like a slide...
Me and Isi: Like a ball-pit!
It's the truth, people.
Then we went out to the campfire and toasted marshmallows and made s'mores. I would say that it was the sugar high that made us go slightly crazy, but that would be a lie. A terrible lie.
People were supposed to be teaching me how to play the ukelele but we kept getting sidetracked by, well, everything. We did a LOT of singing. It turns out that you can sing almost any song in the world to 4 chords played on the ukelele. You haven't lived until you've heard Take On Me, Don't Stop Believing, No Happy Ending and Let It Be all sung together.
The plan had been to go inside and watch the first episode of Firefly (because there were people present there who hadn't seen it!) but the plan ended up devolving into Lal and Isi quote the first scene then fall asleep. This was after some discussion about how Bec might be a werecatapillar.
The next day Lisa thoughtfully woke Bec by jumping on her and then we had cookies for breakfast. That pretty much set the tone for the day. We were meant to be going on a picnic, but it was raining. A lot. But we were determined, so we packed the car full of food and set off.
Lisa: We are five fish and a ukelele. Sounds like a band!
Isi: Or a bad euphemism.
Play: The Bad Euphemisms would be a great name also.
Isi: In ~your~ endo...
Me: I'd like to double ~your~ entendre.
Bec: Now we have two album titles.
Then we sat in the in car, balanced food on every available surface and had a very fine picnic. We were occasionally beset by spies, and then the End Of the World (or at least the part where the sky turned into water and then fell on us) happened. But we sang the Zombie Song and braved it out.
Sadly then I had to leave. But, it was because it was Nat's birthday! We went to a huge family barbecue at his brother's girlfriend's father's house, and it was great! I made pistachio cupcakes for Nat, by the way, and it took a really, really long time. Turns out finely chopping 100g of pistachios without a blender will <i>break your spirit</i>. They are delicious, though!
I think the evening can best be summed up by this conversation, which I am naming A Treatise on the Perils of Drinking
Girl I have just met: Hey I like your necklace. It very much compliments your breasts.
Dude I have just Met: Even as a gay man, I can appreciate that those are very good breasts.
Me: Er, thank you?
DIHJM: I also like your top!
Me: Thank you! I like your top too!
DIHJM: You should come into this room and swap tops with me!
Me: OK!
So that was fun!
As for the rest of my life.
It looks like this. ALL THE TIME.
/>ETA; YOU GUYS, WHY IS MY .GIF NOT GIFFING?
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:13 pm (UTC)Well, the whole "slashing the President" thing was totally not my fault and mostly the fault of a really great series of college AU fics... It was not something that just, you know, happened.
OMG I HAVE I DON'T KNOW IF I HAVE TALKED TO YOU ABOUT IT BUT I ADORE THAT FIC AND EVERYTHING THAT IT CHOOSES TO BE.
Aaaaah, love it. I still miss Shoebox and wish that it were finished, but I totally get the whole time and muse-abandonment thing...
Incidentally, I actually really love Star Trek.
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Date: 2010-08-17 08:44 pm (UTC)OMG I LOVE IT FOREVER TOO AND IN A DIFFERENT UNIVERSE I WOULD HAVE CALLED MYSELF APASSAGETHATSINGS4LIFE OR SOMETHING. maybe I should call myself iadorerave. or wittyboydialougueftw? hmm. This could go on and on. and on.
Oh, I liked ST reboot, too. So fun. I haven't found the fic to be that awe inspiring. Not that I've really tried hard. BUT THAT CHRIS/ZACH FIC. I will have its babies. Wait! I think I am done having babies. unless that's a deal breaker for someone. i would reconsider. I WOULD TOTES RECONSIDER IN A DEALBREAKER SITUATION WITH THE LOVE OF MY LIFE.
OH! you know who I want to marry and who I'd have more babies for?
This:
http://www.channel4.com/food/recipes/occasions/dinner-parties/come-dine-with-me/series-6/fillet-of-beef-marinated-in-soy-and-garlic-with-greek-potatoes-recipe_p_1.html
more pix? sure. Here you go. Click for the lovely.
http://www.google.com/images?client=safari&rls=en&q=Julia%20Bradbury&oe=UTF-8&um=1&ie=UTF-8&source=og&sa=N&hl=en&tab=wi&biw=1143&bih=627
Anners
ps what WHAT is going on with me today? I write SUPAH DEPRESSING FIC in the worst of all morose moods yesterday like nothing will ever be right in my awful little life again and today? UNSTOPPABLE CHEER!!! wtf? idek.
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Date: 2010-08-17 09:03 pm (UTC)Me and my friend spent about an hour on Skype talking about it, seriously. SO AMAZING. God, the whole passage about what athors they would sleep with? Makes me so happy.
Do you want recs? Actual reboot fic or RPF? Because there are some pretty delightful fics out there.
I WOULD MARRY THAT FIC IN A HEARTBEAT.
Julia Bradbury! She is super awesome!
It is a lovely thing that you are happy, maybe writing miserable fic helped? It helps me to write, I know that. ILU in any mood <3
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Date: 2010-08-17 09:18 pm (UTC)Rave (She'd hold me accountable for being interesting. although she'd totes be the selfish ADORE ME!female and maybe that'd be fine with me)
Jeanette Winterson, obviously. No need to elaborate if you've read anything by her. Nope. no need.
Barbara Kingsolver (did you read animal vegetable miracle? this is a woman who appreciates sensuality of nature and the CRITICAL importance of season and delayed gratification. Yes. Could be a bit hairy or ungroomed. But maybe I like that in my eco sensitive fuck, okay?)
Maybe Dorothy Parker?? Someone who could top a top.
um, David sedaris for the wit?? John Irving for the sensitive character understanding?? I KNOW!!! None of these people have anything in common. idk!!!
Your turn!! Oh, should this be a post? This should be a post, lal.
But yeah, Julia. I do hear she is gay.
Happy again for a moment in writing you! I just wrote Pir8 and totally fell apart. wot? :/
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Date: 2010-08-20 04:39 pm (UTC)http://archiveofourown.org/works/64506/chapters/85150
Fic of my frickin' heart, I tell you. I mean, after Rave's. Loveit! It has a silly title but it makes my heart happy and the banter is incredible and the amazing dynamics and the whole growing up and old together thing. Also, MARK TWAIN JOKES.
Aaah, the Gregorian chant is made of so much win, good god. Also the part where he finally reads him the passage and it is perfect and the best declaration of love ever. EVER.
Oh I am so bad at this gaaame. Although, Shakespeare, come on. Zac was so right about him, seriously.
I will get back to you!
I am always delighted to hear from you, darling.
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Date: 2010-08-20 09:12 pm (UTC)Ok, thanks for the link. But I am in the middle of part two in the unholyverse and ZOMG. I have many thoughts, both thinky and non, about that fic and you must hear them. That will have to be another post. my new otp is like eyeliner/ghost story bandslash???
Some other time. I have to go. More later. next week? Camping in two hours with the kids and Sam.
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Date: 2010-08-20 04:40 pm (UTC)*fails forever*
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Date: 2010-08-18 04:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-19 03:34 pm (UTC)