#impreciselanguage

[this-lioness]

I have two friends who actually waited until the kid arrived before announcing anything on social media.  Obviously close friends and family knew, but it just wasn’t something they talked about online.  One I knew about in advance, the other was a surprise to me, like, “Oh shit! That just came out of you!?”

I don’t know how I’d react, aside from making a lot -- and I mean a lot -- of Aliens references, but I just... I’m not a superstitious person, really?  Particularly for a witch, I guess.  Or, more accurately, I tend to think of traditionally “unlucky” things as personal signs and symbols of luck.

But one month in? After she lost the last one after only a few weeks?  Miscarriages are incredibly common in the first trimester, not to mention she appears to have some medical complications going already, and it was apparently difficult for her to get pregnant in the first place.  

I am happy for her, I hope with all my heart that this is a dream pregnancy from start to finish, but I am so so so so so worried that she is also potentially setting herself up for emotional devastation.

Marc and I have been practicing the “Not my circus, not my monkeys” mantra lately, to the point that sometimes he’ll relate to me some fact about someone we know, I’ll feel myself start to get all wound up and I’ll just have to sigh, “Monkeys” and try not to think about it.

[reallyginnyf]

impreciselanguage replied to your post: it ended up looking like this. we were both losing...

I am not sure that’s more or less horrifying than an actual Furby.

I think it is a little less disturbing...at least it won't randomly start making demonic noises, we can hope.

[dreedraws]

Making progress on this! From a sketch that I decided to try and turn into a vector, who knows how it will progress but I’m enjoying learning Illustrator!

[grlizzydraws]

Umm, this turned into more of a flashback family portrait?!  Congrats on getting some Dietrich fluff.  XD

[this-lioness]

It’s funny, I have a ton of adult friends who love things like Harry Potter / Nightmare Before Christmas / traditional Disney stuff, but when it comes to Frozen the only folks I’ve heard talk about it at all are kids.  Like, I think the adults I know either haven’t seen it, are ambivalent, or are fucking sick of it because their kids want to watch it on an endless loop.

I liked Anna a lot, I don’t know what it was about Elsa.  I honestly think the movie’s character development went waaaaaay too fast, and that was a huge part of it.

Like, OK, Elsa and Anna are little kids. Then we see them grow up over 20 seconds with no real indication of what kind of relationship they had in the intervening years.  Then we see them as adults (Google tells me Elsa is 21, Anna is 18) and Elsa is a literal and figurative ice queen. So did they have any kind of a relationship together?  Did Elsa keep herself completely physically separate from her sister at all times?  They never ate together, never saw one another in the halls, never chatted at all?  It’s never really indicated, we just see Elsa constantly shutting her out and isolating them both, then suddenly they’re thrust together after Elsa’s coronation and trying to make small talk.  It’s very bewildering.

So then all the action starts happening, and Elsa immediately runs away to be by herself, and she essentially transforms into a completely different person -- someone who clearly seems happier, less stressed, more self-assured, but also rejects someone who loves her to the point of sending a fucking monster after her.

Yikes, lady.

It’s so so hard to explain what irks me about that, because from a character development standpoint I absolutely understand her point of view: she’s been treated like a secret ticking time bomb her whole life, she purposely isolated herself from everyone and everything, she finally “goes off” in a spectacular fashion, and now she just wants to fucking be left alone to live in her fancy castle where she can do whatever she wants.

But also, she wasn’t the only victim here.  Anna didn’t ask to be orphaned, she didn’t ask for her sister to reject her, she didn’t ask to be physically and emotionally isolated from absolutely everyone in the world without ever being given any kind of explanation.  She finally finds out what the hell is going on, reaches out with open, accepting arms to the only person in her life she truly, deeply cares about (and always has) and gets fucking slapped around by a giant snow monster.

I don’t know, I have strong feelings about a movie I didn’t really like that much. :|

Also, I’m not sure if it’s Glen Keane that’s responsible for the character design, but the “enormous fucking eyes” + “tiny tiny ski slope nose” + “outrageous distance between the two” combination wigs me out.

[this-lioness]

I don’t know why, but it always seems to be something SUPER SPECIFIC that they want to fetch.  Like, it’s not just any toy, it’s this one specific toy or type of item.

Watching cats carry stuff around in their mouth amuses me to no end.

[this-lioness]

Come visit, I will definitely take you!

And oh man, I feel you on going out in the evenings.  I used to be such a night bird, happy staying up until the wee hours (granted, I was usually fucking around online from the comfort of my home), but anymore I prefer to be up at the ass-crack of dawn and doing stuff during daylight, then home in time to relax at night.

Going to the gym right after work is both awesome and a struggle.  I can’t imagine engaging with people socially.

We found the Sweet Earth burgers at our local grocery (Giant), HOWEVER, check Target if you have one near you!  They actually carry way more of Sweet Earth’s microwaveable meals than the grocery store (we’ve been buying them to have quick, easy dinners on gym nights, at least until the kitchen is done) and I’ll bet you anything you’ll find the burgers there, as well.

[this-lioness]

She’s from the same place as everyone else, HOWEVER she was raised by somebody who basically did the bare minimum to keep her alive. So she would likely have a name that sounded... sloppily chosen.

I still think Biko might not be exactly the right fit, unfortunately.