I know I said I would review what I did at ACEN but I had issues in that my computer is now non-functioning.

So no entertainment online for me for awhile. I was looking forward to the latest episodes of my shows and I dare not try to see them at work, even during my lunch hour. I'm kinda allowed if its during my lunch hour but it would expose my shadow life as an unrepentant anime nerd. Oh the shame!

So without cartoons, my brain has even resorted to live-action Hetalia dreams and other nonsense. I haven't really read a lot of Hetalia fanfiction because WAY too much and the whole thing was pretty finished in my head with only one or two tweaks I could make this be a fic.


( I do not support this ship but ... )So then I woke up to my alarm clock with Reba McEntire singing "Fancy" (They play it FAR too much on Vegas country stations.) thinking, "What the F? That almost made sense!"

To tell the truth, I was apprehensive about going to ACEN this year thinking "Gee, I'm an old lady watching cartoons and I have the disposable income to burn to fund it." But I had a blast!

Thursday, I showed up in my cute work clothes (Business casual can be sassy as all get out) and all the hotel and wait staff was "Yes ma'am/No ma'am". This is funny because for the next 3 days I was just another freak. So I went and put on my Lolita costume for the evening.

Friday, I was the uber sexy America from Hetalia. The photoshoot was epic and wonderful and there were rice krispy treats! And funny thing of it all was the uniting power that is Hetalia. I hung out with people I hadn't associated in a long time: Jennie and Kelly (aka Jelly and their bud, Beth, aka Jam) (I made that name up. "The Mormon" doesn't quite fit for me and Jelly/Jam belong together and Peanut Butter will have odd connotations with ACEN now.) and Emmie (aka The other Kazuma and Lambo, Italian Cowboy.) (Note to Emmie if you are stalking this journal again: Is there a Spagetti Western AU fanfic with Lambo because he's an italian cowboy! If there isn't, the Reborn fandom is missing it!)

Sarah was darling as Italy and Chuck's expression when we explained his character's, Spain, relationship with his ward, Southern Italy, was priceless. And though America was very popular with cosplayers, I just felt like I was surrounded by the Awesome. I think I was also the most violently glomped this year by an excitable France and Seychelles. But it was so fun I didn't mind that I was in 10 pounds of heavy coat and layers of khaki suit. And I love that wig.

Next report: Saturday- Tyki and blushing Kyoko 

End of Acen report 1.

My flight info: (Southwest is the airlines)

Already starting to pack for the trip. Of course I still plan on spazzing and procrastinating on key elements of packing somehow. Every Acen requires me to be driving around at 3 am looking for bobby pins.

The costumes this year are (and what I need to accomplish):

Tyki from D. Greyman. ( I have to make a new hat.)

Alfred F. "America" Jones (I have to make two new lapels, make the patches on his jacket, and be able to harness my inner AWESOME. Also I need extra rubbers. If anyone wants to bring them to ACEN, I will be accepting donations... except from Russia. Also it's still too early for 4th so the only flag stickers I've found are $3 a sheet. I will get a supply of cheeseburgers in Chicago.) 

Manga Kyoko from Skip Beat (Yay! A girl!)


From what I heard no major Bleach-age is planned from this year and last year, I mentioned to Eloy that Kazuma will be wandering off into the post apacolyptic sunset. Does anyone know of the comms/panels/photo shoot planned this year so I can schedule myself into being in the proper costume in the proper time?

Also does anyone read Terry Prattchet? Because my sisters aren't and I've have several read and reread just laying about. Maybe we can do some book trading?

Most of my posts no one sees because I am a ranter. Oh the paragraphs I have deleted...

I now own a dog. So everyone will have to endure pictures on my cellphone of the puppy come ACEN. (His name is Boot-Boots and he's a 5 yr old red-gold 100+lbs Akita. Lyndsey wants to change his name to Thor to match the cat. His is actually the perfect apartment dog.)

I also need to find American flag/eagle boxers so my Alfred F "America" Jones may be completely swaddled with AWESOME.

I joined the company weight loss competition. If I lose 5 lbs by July, I get $50. So all this week I've been eating and watching cartoons to prep myself for the initial weigh in. Sadly I realized my house is only filled with wholesome food and I don't eat that much junk. I didn't even have any pasta in here. Even bacon wrapped turkey for Easter was no match! I lost 5 lbs since I signed up somehow and I still haven't had my initial weigh in!

This is just a driveby post on my lunch break.

I had a nice week with random comped tickets. I went to see Chris Angel's "Believe" Circus de Solis show. It wasn't bad. Very lovely, industrial feel to it but a tad pretentious. Plus every once in a while they'd give the microphone to Chris Angel and his lisp just completely brought me out of any suspension of disbelief I had.

Then I went to Dinner in the Sky, the only diner venue open to the public that involves being hoisted up 170ft in the air by a giant crane. Excellent chicken and very gentle dining atmosphere. Carrot Top was actually really good. Chuckles all around. Then we went clubbing at Hard Rock and hung out with some tourists from Detroit.

...And finished doing my taxes. Gloom gloom gloom. It is surreal to go from getting a hefty refund to nearly owing. And the only reason I don't owe is that the governement bled  $5 Grand from me over the total of last year. Then again with my additional exemptions, the main problem is the self employment and NM state income tax. I had better pay since I havea feeling NM is going to be bringing out the dogs to squeeze every penny this year. Too bad for all those poor cleaning ladies and home day car owners. Those are the guys I always hear get hit real hard. Thank goodness I moved to a state without state income tax so I won't have to deal with this next year.

Still I'm planning on participating in the Tea Party Protest on April 15th. Everyone on my flist that was wincing when you were filling out your 1040 or want to just stick it to the man, be sure to look up your local anti-tax protest.

Yup, I turned yet another year older!

Whoo hoo!

Today started off rough since my sisters got into a fight last night and it carried into this morning. But my Department bought me a cake and we had a little celebration in the conference room. Funny how every birthday celebrated causes them to talk about death. Kind of a tradition.
 
Mel got some comped tickets to Donnie and Marie. I don't even know what they originally sung but they did put on a good show. They chatted up the crowd like pros. Then I went to Joe's Blue Stone Crab. Luckily Mel also had a $100 gift card. I had the bacon wrapped scallops.

Now I'm off to go do some Midnight bowling. I'm taking tomorrow morning off of work.

I just got back from the McCain rally (okay, to be accurate, meatloaf at Brandon's house after the McCain rally). I spent the weekend canvassing and I kinda wish I didn't have work tomorrow to do more. There is just something about getting in there and doing some action.

Nevada's a battleground state and frankly, I don't know if the poll numbers in Obama's very slight favor are accurate. I only had a couple Obama 'already or plan to vote' people at the houses I visited but several "Yes I would like a McCain sign" people and several more that planned to or had already voted McCain. We were targetting independents in a neighboorhood affected by the housing crisis. You would almost expect more animosity to McCain but they were extremely positive. This is a libertarian state, I'd say, and needs the jobs. A couple of the people I visited declined bumperstickers yet asked with worry in their eyes "How are we doing out there?" almost like it was some underground resistance movement.

There was one lady my partner and I talked to for half an hour at her door. She was actually for Obama but was becoming hesistant. So we talked about health care, mortgages, energy, the dangers of protectionism and elevated taxes during a possible recession, and a host of other questions. I think we won her over.

But even outside canvassing, I haven't heard of anyone really saying that they were anything but hesistant about Obama and his inexperience and "everyone [they] knew was voting for  McCain" and they couldn't believe the polls.  I'm trying not to get my hopes to far up since I really only hang out with religious young people (church), settled salaried family-people (work), and hard partying casino workers (my sister's friends and coworkers).  You can't quite call it a proper sampling even if the small talk with random locals also points out the same direction. It could be a "Clever Hans" phenomenon after all.

Oh well. I'm going to bed.

Current Mood: contemplative

I am so tired right now. I talked to some of the ppl on my friends list 'til 11 and then I woke up at 4 am this morning in a Eureka!-type moment.

The piece of information that the heavens seemed to impart to me was that that stain was on the back seat of my car came from. I literally sat upright in my bed and said outloud "It's WAX! All I need to do is use a warm iron, paper towels, and a petroleum distilate!"

Well, I'm now in an apartment and buying the bed part of my bed tonight. (As opposed to the mattress part.) My furniture are being loaded up and are making their trek across the harsh desert. Huzzah! Now I just need a new battery charger and internet!

So far so good. I've been on this raw, vegetarian diet with my sisters. Just because its the "trendy" thing to lose weight and they start crying when I have a burger in front of them. So I've decided to humor then and join them in their madness. Unfortunately we're really lazy and all the recipes have food dehydration and grinding stuff so we've been non-stop snacking on fruit and eating gazpacho.

It's odd that I'm adapting so well to it but then again I used to just eat grapes and tomatores and yuu-yuu dates and pomegrantes all summer long.  I still go to Taco Tuesdays though.

Anyway, I've been pretty busy. Work is shaping up well. I've been going to comp'ed shows with my siblings. I got to see Craig Ferguson (YAY!), Wayne Newton (That man is a great showman. There is a reason he's been around as long as he has.) and had the unusual Las Vegas experience of having my underwear being a main feature of my outfit in actual public. (In my defense, it was a fabulous shiney green bra and I always feel also guilty that really fun undies can't be more appreciated.)  Had tourists ask to pose with me like I was their favorite character at con. That's always nice. (I'm not even going to imagine what said tourists will say considering how sleazy some of them are... On second thought, not nice at all.) 

I don't k now what me and my sisters are doing for Labor Day. We might just go over to California which is really close. 

Yeah, I'm still in Vegas. 

I'm still sleeping on the floor.

But I have new carpet.

My life rocks!

Current Mood: crazy

If you were at con, then you knew about my mild penchant to suddenly break into air guitar rifts associated with the musician, Ozzy Osborne, from his youth in the band Black Sabbath. As the video clip reveals, that there in fact a song dedicated to Aleister Crowley, the famous British occultist. Since it does predate the creation of the anarachnistic world of d. Greyman, it does not specifically refer to Alyster Krowley, emo vampire, but it did amuse me. 

No doubt this revelation has been endlessly discussed with along with othe Black Sabbath/Black Order connections, like Randy Rhodes and Rhode Camelot.  The author is a little more blantant than Rumiko Takahashi's love of Procol Harum as evidenced by bad puns in Maison Ikkoku. (Then again it could be that the translators of that series needed a series of bad rock puns but then why Procol Harum?)

 Okay, long time no chat but I did a ficlet tonight for the lack of Lenalee/Allen humor fulfillment fics and needed to share. 

It is somewhat convinient, cliche, and without even my normally lazy efforts at editting. But since I'm typing this under a blanket in a dark spare room, I'm sharing with my sister in my cousin's cramped 2 bedroom apartment and my laptop has produced so much heat, that it is like a sauna in here, I'd edit and post it on a proper comm later. Until then, enjoy.

UPDATE: Editted it more throughly. Somehow LJ cut pasted the words "Komui will kill him" for EVERY line. which makes me think that LJ has an opinion on how Komui will take it a bit more worse than Lenalee thinks.

Working Title: Eloped (AKA Komui will kill him)
Genre: Humor/Romance
Rating: PG
Synopsis: Waking up, Allen makes a couple of realizations, and yet some remain elusive.  

It was great seeing everyone at ACEN this year again. I think it was one of the best ones I've had. Everything was so fun from the squeaky man-boobs to stripping Love... I just had a blast.

Currently in Las Vegas yet I still haven't found an apartment yet. I took Lyndsey here with me.  It's not that there aren't openings, its just that I don't want to be stuck in a place I hate for a year because I'm broke and/or panicking about living on the street. I'm crashing at my cousins and there are still other ways through everything. Plus I am earning good money. It's just got to trickle through payroll and such. 

I haven't gotten homesick because... well, I'm really used to the gypsy type living right now even if I'm getting increasingly anxious. I'll find a way and having a job is the most important thing. I'm sure I'll find the perfect apartment/condo/townhouse whatever soon. And I'm only planning on living in it a year or 2 anyway.

 As promised to the ppl in the chat tonight, here is the d. Greyman AU I wrote the other day. The muses only gave me bits and pieces of further plot though. Something about rival circuses trying to out compete each other in the Midwest. 

And Allen has a tragic past of course.

Current Mood: sleepy

First off: Yes, I got back home safely from the frost-biten villiage of mud brown buildings known as Santa Fe. (I'm sorry. Whitewash and technicolor adobe is pretty and historic preservation be darned!)

Yes, I will be attending Elf-con and ACEN. I'm ordering my Tyki top-hat even as we speak. Ooo... sexy Lincoln Stove-pipe tophat.

But most importantly,

I PASSED MY ORAL EXAMS! WOO HOO HUZZAH! I HAVE MY MASTER'S OF ARTS DEGREE IN ECONOMICS WITH AN OPTION IN REGULATORY ECONOMICS!

And even more happily,

I JUST GOT MY EMPLOYMENT OFFER! I'M GAINFULLY EMPLOYED WITH A CAREER! I'M GOING BACK TO LAS VEGAS! (And no, it's not involving detachable items of sequins. And NOT to Las Vegas, NM.) PENSION, 401K, MEDICAL, DENTAL, VACATION, AND ABOUT $5K MORE THAN I WAS EXPECTING!

Needless to say, Eowyn-con will have to happen next year in Vegas.

Now I'm off to plan my Triumph Sunday Brunch with menudo and/or waffles. (It's the only way to lure my relatives to a celebration away from other grad parties: Pigs-feet, hominy, tripe, and chile. I like waffles.) 

Hopefully I can get back into the swing of writing. Not going to start any new fics with out working for old ones and original fic.

I've got internet access now so I will have to update more this LJ.

Proverbial Wisdom-A Saiunkoku AC
Chapter Three: The Spear in the Front or the Arrow from Behind

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I decided to do a post but since I'm going to be running around like a chicken with its head cut off (and boy, do they run!) for the next day or so.

Unless I've had some brief contact the last few days, you haven't heard but I got a new job. It's a temp job for the NM legislative session.

Pros to new job:
-Making more per week than I've ever made 
-Uses my degrees 
-Work experience in a different environment (Policy analysis instead of Utilities analysis)
-I like working in politics

Cons: 
-Living in Santa Fe (If you've ever heard some one else in the state, you'll understand the comment.)
-I haven't even seen my new place to live
-Cold/Snow

Since everyone will share their resolutions I might as well share my 3. Personally, I always limit my resolutions to only 3.:

-If you start a project, you finish the project.
-Prep for career and oral exams this spring.
-Keep contact and reestablish contact to people in your life. Be one of those wonderfully considerate people with birthday cards, phone calls, and letters.

 

Current Mood: chipper

*giggles* Still the greatest word ever.

Well long time no post yet again. I keep on building up and saving experiences and then think about adding picture to fill you. So then I put it off and then off and finally the moment has past so long, there's not much of a point.