Still To Do: Everything

[laliandra]

Oh, god, I haven't posted in forever and a day. Or, like, three weeks but whatever. The internet moves at the speed of light and all.

So, I suspect that y'all suspect me of having achieving great and marvellous things in my absence from your flists.

This is sadly not the case.

Sorry.

My boyfriend Nat has been working away, many miles away for the last month, only home at the weekends. So I've been Home Alone. I meant to get a lot of stuff done, mostly writing and maybe some recording. But mainly what I did was mope around the house, watching a lot of crap TV and eating biscuits. Sulkily.

I also went to work. Work sucks, I know, right? It's reached a stage with my co-workers which feels very Assimilate or Die. Like, I have next to nothing in common with any of them, and they are not interested in most of the things I am passionate about and. I can either keep myslef to myself and listen to the music that I like and podfic. Or I can feign an interest in things I really don't care about (can I fake it about fake tan?) and stop myself making sarcastic comments (I swear, I don't mean it badly, it's my sense of humour)  and using complicated words (which Karen [who thought that euthanasia was a country] accused me of doing to take the piss). Stop being the proper version of myself. I don't know. I think I've got so used to being with people like, well, like you guys. Who send me tweets supporting my choice to grin like an idiot while I rewatch clips of Glee on the train and who use words like, "proselytize" and who blame me and &hearts me and squee about sexy revelations with me and just GET ME. 

ANYWAY. Enough of my angstface/FANDOMADORATION. Seriously though. You guys. <3.

Let us focus on what I actually have achieved...

I made my Master List/ Introduction Post! VICTORY IS MINE AND IT COMES IN DELICIOUSLY LISTY FORM. It took me an upsettingly long time because livejournal hates my face and also my attempts at html. Oh, so very much html. So, new friends, old friends, lurkers, please feel free to go comment and ask anything you would like to (I have included suggestions but have no doubt you'll think of something much more awesome) or just marvel at the amount of of RPF I seem to have ended up writing \o?

I read Who Fears Death for bookdeyada and it was amazing and set in Africa and full of fabulous female characters and non Western mythology and, ugh, I loved it so much. I love it when you get to the end of a good book and you just feel this really bone deep feeling of satisfaction, you know? Shoe joy is all glitter shiny and instant but book joy is real fulfilment.

I recorded myself playing television theme tunes on the kazoo and singing show tunes for various people, thus proving that I probably shouldn't be left on my own for long periods of time.

I broke my laptop charger dancing to My Chemical Romance but now have a new, shiny one that actually works properly and not just in one special position which takes forever to find. My precious laptop, I have missed you so! *pets, gently* 

I signed up for Muskrat Jamboree which is a very very awesome fandom convention. In America. So, yeah. I AM GOING TO AMERICA and I am going to stay with brimtoast in New York and meet shiningartifact and novembersmith and swiiftly in Boston and we are going to a FANDOM CONVENTION and OMG I AM SO EXCITED CAN YOU TELL?!?! So, if you are in the New York or Boston area around the end of March/start of April we should totally meet up and have coffee or something. I plan on riding the A train and charming people with my accent!

I have been around on other parts of the internet, even though I have been a terrible poster. I have been on twitter, like, all the fricking time. I live on Twitter. How did I survive work without Twitter? I have a service that allows me to use Twitter like a text message, where I just write out the message and send it to a number, which I find extremely cool. I get to text people all over the  world for free! So I was discussing the Glee version of Teenage Dream as sung by AVPM's Darren Criss with kaiserkuchen  and she made an excellent point and so I replied

Yes, yes eye fucking, exactly \O/

You may notice the distinct lack of an @ at the beginning of that tweet (incidentally have I mentioned that I hate almost all the words associated with Twitter? Tweeting *shudders*) so of course it or rather Yes, yes eye fucking, exactly \O/
 showed up on EVERYONE's feed. There was some confusion, but mostly in a "Oh, Lal, what is it this time?" kind of way. Which I appreciated. I feel it is a fairly accurate summary of my feelings on the subject anyway. It is extra amusing to me because just a few days I had been telling Kaz that it is basically my greatest fear that one day I will accidentally text Twitter instead of my boyfriend... I mean, going on what most of our conversations are like it will be something about the weather or poorly spelled shop signs but YOU NEVER KNOW. 

I wrote a teeny tiny sequel to my Inception subway!AU fic, (AKA the fic of nothing but crosswords and snarkary, or My Subconscious Loves You, brimtoast) for bookshop 's fluff meme. I am well, well aware that this is NOT what I am supposed to be writing, but anyway, I did. This is because I am powerless to resist the lure of being ordered to write something delightful and schmoopy and because the fluff meme is like a big fuzzy blanket that I can wrap myself in after a particularly crappy day and because I wanted to do something nice for many reasons but mainly, as I said to C,  because sometimes people in fandom are dicks. There is a little more further down the thread, by the way, so scroll down if you feel your sugar levels can take it...

I also went dancing a lot, which remains awesome. We are doing a samba routine at a Carnaval club night in December and my friend is trying to persuade us all to wear bikinis. I will be on Team More Than Bikinis, Oh Please, For The Love Of God, but I suspect my team will not win. Possibly we need a snappier name. 

And you guys? How have you been? Didja miss me?! 

Comments

[brimtoast.livejournal.com]

I AM GOING TO AMERCIA

Unfortunately, we only let people in who know how to spell it. BOOTED.

It is basically my greatest fear that one day I will accidentally text Twitter instead of my boyfriend...

OMG DO YOU TOTALLY SEXT SOMETIMES? IS WHAT WHAT YOU ARE IMPLYING? I HAVE HEARD OF THIS PHENOMENON THAT IS POPULAR WITH OUR YOUTH TODAY. ARE YOU A SEXTER LAL? TELL ME MORE.

My Subconscious Loves You, brimtoast

And I love your subconscious. If your subconscious had its own cell phone, I would be sexting it right now.

[swiiftly.livejournal.com]

Oh look, your first entry since we've been friends! HIII.

Your work situation sounds quite similar to my living situation. Now that I HAVE fandom friends (I only delurked on LJ this summer! and have only just met RL fandom people at my school this fall!) the lack of things in common with the people I live with is even more pronounced, you know? WHY IS THE INTERNET NOT A PLACE, is what I ask myself often.

I think breaking your power cord dancing to MCR is the BEST way to break things.

AND YAY MJ YAAAAAAY. I can't get over how cool it is that you're coming to America for it. Our room will be GREAT (once I get over thanking you guys endlessly for letting me crash it). ♥!

[novembersmith.livejournal.com]

*twirls you* TIME FOR A PARTY! Although apparently you can actually dance, so probably this will end in your tears as I wheel us into a wall and you say, 'NOOOOO. NOOOOOOOOOOOO, WHY.'

Also - PS YULETIDE SIGN-UPS ARE OPEN! :DDDDDD

...also, I still have not finished Who Fears Death, but it does sound incredibly wonderful.

[taurenova.livejournal.com]

HI LAL, I FEEL THAT IT HAS BEEN SO LONG SINCE LAST WE SPOKE!

(A little drama for your afternoon, there.)

Re: workplace friends/workmates - I think I'm lucky in that I've inherited enough of my Dad's 'get along with people' ability that I fit in okay. Work-me is not the same as home-me, however, which is halfway between work-me and internets-me.

I have a strong group of friends elsewhere on the nets, that I've known since, Gods, 2002. We have a Camping Meet every year and I love them dearly. We're a pretty seamless group - plenty of things in common but enough not in common to make things interesting.

What I'm getting at with this rambling is more of a - I know what you mean! sort of thing. There's only been a couple of people, over the years I've worked there, that I've actually considered friends at work. The others I've put up with, internally.

(Luckily for me I'm a curiosity to most of my workmates - 'cos I'm fairly certain they've never met anyone like me before with my open fannishness and geekiness and oddness.)

I feel like I need a AVPM and/or Darren Criss icon

[mcollinknight.livejournal.com]

Ah, shoddy work friends suck :( THANKFULLY YOU SHALL ALWAYS HAVE ME TO USE WORDS LIKE 'PROSELYTIZE' BECAUSE IT IS A GOOD WORD. I know what you mean, though - I think I exist in a sort of Special Friends Bubble and I become convinced that most people in the world are sarcastic, care about the world, enjoy singing Disney songs, have PDPs, etc., and then whenever I venture into the world of People Who Are Not In The Bubble I get all shocked that not all people are Like That.

STILL SO EXCITED YOU ARE COMING TO AMERICA BB. SAME CONTINENT FTW! SAME TIME ZONE EVEN!

DUDE AT LEAST YOU DON'T HAVE YOUR BOSS AND MEMBER OF PARLIAMENT AND THE CEO OF EWB ON TWITTER AND THEN DECIDE THAT DRUNK TWEETING IS A GOOD IDEA. TRUE STORY. (BUT LOL THAT MADE ME FAR TOO HAPPY XDDDD OH, EYE-FUCKING. OH, DARREN CRISS. I FEEL LIKE IF YOU WERE TO SEXT ABOUT DARREN CRISS ON TWITTER ALL THE TIME I WOULD BE INCREDIBLY SUPPORTIVE OF YOUR LIFESTYLE CHOICE.)

Also Gordon and I watched AVPM the other night and he found it just as hysterical as I did. The entire time we were watching it we were very unbelieving that such a thing exists, but it was far too amazing :DDD

TANKINIS, POSSIBLY? You could suggest grass skirts and bedazzled halter tops or something? (Roommates once tried to persuade me to have a Lingerie Party and stipulated that the hosts must always be the most ostentatiously-dressed. I was like CAN I WEAR MY DUVET PLOX)

[kaiserkuchen.livejournal.com]

LAL LAL LAL I am sorry to hear about work and how they clearly don't know how to appreciate the sheer awesomeness that is you <3 Though seriously, KAREN THOUGHT EUTHANASIA WAS A COUNTRY?? Though I can see where one could get to that point, it is still just. Wow. It kind of is amazing what kind of insane gaps of knowledge some people have, and you really do fall into this assumption that non-fandom/LJ people know the same things you do-- or at least I do that too and it is a shock to me when I find out that some of my RL peeps just either don't know shit in Current News Affairs or even just can't spell correctly. I am slowly but surely inoculating my ladies though, mentioning the art challenges I do here and there, the fact that fandom/fic exists, and of course the fact that I have a lady-boner for Chris Pine thanks to my cubicle deco and com wallpaper seems to have spread throughout the office now XDD. I wouldn't say they understand or even know the true extent of my fannishness, but at least there's a foundation of sorts...

DANCING TIME continues to sound groovy and I want to know all the deets of your costumes and man, BIKINIS + DECEMEMBER? The indoor heating better be pretty boss or else you have my utmost sympathies~

AND TEAM EYEFUCKING FOR THE WIN, FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER. I mean, I have told you about the dirty dirty fantasies that always pop into my mind when I listen to "Baby It's Cold Outside", right??

PS LET US SKYPE THIS WEEK! I am thankfully back to the 11PMish off work shift again and will hopefully not spend the week in a barely suppressed rage anymore! 8DDb

[isil-helyanwe.livejournal.com]

I really have nothing in particular to say other than I like reading your posts. (You have to imagine that in any voice other than that of a horror movie child to avoid me sounding like a weird creeper.) Work sounds a bit sucky, and I can unfortunately totally emphathise. But on the upside, yay samba!

[futuere.livejournal.com]

Aw, Lal, it sucks when you have to spend time in an environment with people who just don't get your sense of humour or awesomeness in general. Hope it all works out.

So! Jealous! Of you going to the fandom convention and meeting cool new people. Have fuuunnnn.

[altogetherisi.livejournal.com]

LAL. Oh my god. Don't let the non fandom, less awesome people assimilate you. Don't even pretend. Though don't die either, that seems a bit extreme. What if the next person they hire is awesome and fandomy but is shy and thinks "None of these people are fandomy :(" and they hide their true awesomeness also, and then the two of you would never realise! I have a sneaking suspicion that this sentence either doesn't quite make sense or requires some kind of concluding point, but honestly I can't make one right now, so I hope you just understand me. Be yourself. Maybe you can even take Karen in and raise her as your own. But oh the evil deliciousness of someone not knowing what the word euthanasia means. Poor thing. You must save her from herself.

[anna-unfolding.livejournal.com]

I WISH I COULD GO TO THAT CON! LOOKS RLY, RLY FUN!!!

HUGS AND KISSES.