Just an FYI to the gamers on my f-list:
Bethesda has made Daggerfall available for free download on their site. It's the second in their fantastic Elder Scrolls series of RPG's - not one I've played personally yet, but I have devoted many hours of my life to playing Elder Scrolls 3 & 4. Check it out here:

Elder Scrolls 2: Daggerfall*

*You may need an emulator to play on newer systems.

I totally fail at cleaning today.
Forgetting that my generic cleaner has bleach in it, I gassed myself cleaning the cat boxes with it. Quick chemistry lesson: bleach + ammonia = chlorine gas.
I washed my hands twice, rinsed out my eyes, turned on the fan and opened the windows. I'm not seeing spots or vomiting, so I figure I'm probably not going to die.
In other news, happy Independence Day to my fellow Americans.

I just heard on the radio that Michael Jackson died.
I was a child of the '80s who grew up watching the videos for Billie Jean and Thriller on MTV. I remember taping Michael Jackson songs from the radio on my first boombox. Just this last New Year's Eve my friends came over and played Beat It on Guitar Hero. I was never a huge fan but his music has always been part of my life. I hope he rests in peace.

I went to an Artist's Garage Sale downtown with my mom this morning and picked up a few deals - 3 books for six bucks, six pairs of knitting needles for a dollar, and a free fridge magnet. Yay!
We had lunch at the Urban Onion (shrimp salad and chocolate cake) and then stopped in to visit with my Grandma for awhile.
All in all a really good day.

New Tori Amos album today!

It's that time of year again. By which I mean, time for my annual posting of ( the poem that sums up how I feel about this month. )

I'll be participating in Earth Hour* tonight at 8:30pm. Perhaps you will be too?
More info with the clicky place above.

*This will not be a dire hardship given that I'll be sleeping. But still! Doing my part to save the planet! Or raise awareness of planet-saving!

Merry Christmas, f-list! Hope it's a good one.

Obtained from gymnopedie
Put your MP3 player on shuffle and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.

Blackbird Singing in the Dead of Night

I'm the kind of lover that won't run for cover.
The silicon chip inside her head -
(day after day I must face a world of strangers)
It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid.
Soak the sun, cinnamon.

Darling are you feeling the same thing that I'm seeing?
Barons of Suburbia take another piece of my good graces
Beautiful girl, lovely dress -
get out of my garden.
When the world wants right and wrong...

Sweet communion
Long lost words whisper slowly to me
Sometimes in the morning I am petrified and can't move.
It's okay in the day, I'm staying busy,
There's a helicopter with a search light.

Well I guess that I was lonely.
Hey girl you know you drive me crazy
I'm gonna fight 'em off,
I'm holding here a book,
slag pit.


This ended up fairly odd due to the great amount of Tori that came up on shuffle. I took the liberty of adding my own punctuation.

"I may already be dead - just not typed." - Harold Crick, Stranger Than Fiction

Sadly, my car has died, just in time for me to miss the last NaNoWriMo write-in. Argh.

Happily, I had a good Thanksgiving dinner with the family yesterday, with minimal amounts of snappishness and bitching.

OMGYUCKily, the cat woke us up yesterday morning by puking on the bed.

In-other-newsishly, I will be writing 40,000 of my 50,000 words this weekend. Procrastinators unite!...maybe later.

Successful Halloween party? Check.
Awesome kick-off with 20 people showing up? Check.
Word count for the day? Check.

I'm 3 for 3 already and really proud of myself. Now to keep up the shiny through November. Wish me luck!

The swag came in today along with my blindingly neon lime ML shirt. Whoo-hoo!

In other news, I've been kind of sick and Cub has been super-hyper. I have eaten 2/3 of the Halloween candy already and will have to get more for the trick-or-treaters. Still need to get a pumpkin to carve. Also, obtained yarn to make a Special Olympics scarf, which is a neat charity project that my mom tipped me off about - here's a link for you crafty folk.
Special Olympics Scarf Project

I'm working on my resume today. If you have a minute, take a peek and let me know if you see any glaring errors or room for improvement. This is geared towards an office or technical type job thing, I'll be working up another one that's more retail-oriented.

Lisa's Resume, courtesy of Google Documents

Thanks in advance, folks.

In other news, ( it's a traumaversary. LJ Cut for angstyness. )

It happens like a bird,
flying into the reflection of trees in the window,
flying straight on with good faith.
It happens in a panic,
the way a clam will suddenly sense danger
and flee down for safety
into the mud of the low tide.
The way it happens is never the same,
but the feeling can be familiar.
There are times when it happens so slowly
you don’t even know - until it was over.
It happens in the driveway, or suddenly,
as you awake from a deep and troubled sleep.
What it is – also, never the same,
although certainly still familiar.

Sometimes it is dying.
Sometimes it is falling in love.
Sometimes it is remembering
the way that those things happened
and keep on happening.


This is a work in progress. Your thoughts or suggestions are welcome of course.

Don't look now -

But it's coming.