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Some Thoughts on Some Things:

One of the things that really makes or breaks how much I respect a business is how easy to use their website is. In this day and age, in this country, if a store has a website, I should be able to go onto the website and easily find locations and hours for their stores. Chain stores seem to have a lot of trouble with this --is it that much bandwidth to give each store a little infopage if you don't have standardized hours? Wouldn't the goodwill of the shoppers be worth paying that extra bit per month?

Similarly, for the love of *god*, make your website easy to use. Five minute flash intros that I can't skip (and even, to a certain extent, ones I can) do not make me love you. Flashy menus that I can't figure out how to use do not make me a happyKat.

This is just another reason why I absolutely *adore* Good Vibrations (NSFW) I wanted to know what time they were open on Sundays, I went to the frontpage, selected "stores locations" from the store menu clearly located at the top of the page, and bam! There was the info I needed.

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It turns out that there is a name for that particularly gorgeous example of femininity I was talking about the other week --Zerrai Ryouiki (TVtropes will ruin your life) which describes the ratio between length of skirt, amount of thigh shown, and height the stocking goes above the knee.

Okay, so it doesn't specifically mention the boots. But honestly, I'll trade boots for the stockings *any* day. Yum!

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As you may or may not know, my New Years Resolution for this year is to stop saying 'less' when I mean 'fewer'. I'm really quite obnoxiously *terrible* about it, and I encourage you lot to call me out whenever you see me fuck up.

((For What It's Worth, fewer is things that are countable. "Less cat" means that the cat has become smaller somehow. "Less cats" is incorrect, unless, perhaps, you're trying to protest musical theatre. "Fewer cats" means that you at one point had a greater number of cats than you do now.))

In a discussion about this with Magus, he pulled a card on me that I'm not sure's ever been pulled before, when I was being irreverent towards my lack of grammar --"Aren't you a writer?"

It smacked me rather across the face at the time. Yes. Yes, goddamit, I *am* a writer. I have been a writer since I was seven years old, and I was a storyteller even before that.

I'm just a writer with terrible spelling and grammar skills. Which honestly, is no kind of writer at all. I'm not sure how immediately clear it was, but there is a huge jump in the way things are spelled in this journal, right when I got Vera. Because with her, I didn't bother figuring out how to turn the stupid little red squiggly "HEY YOU SPELLED THIS WRONG" lines off. So, while I still, as a rule, don't hit spellcheck before I hit post, at least I catch everything that Vera notices is wrong, and do my best to fix it.

Impressively enough, this actually has had some small effect on my real life. Embarrassing. --a-r-r, a-s-s. Two of everything in the middle there, and I couldn't spell it correctly until I had to see what the dictionary recommended for the upteenth time, and decided I was sick of having to right-click the word to fix it.

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Do atheists have any right to use "goddamnit"?

(I'm not, and for many phrasings I substitute "gods" for "God", largely because I do that whole Eris-Athe-Mother-FSM polytheistic thing. Butyeah.)

~Sor
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I'm bored, so I'm stealing this from Fish.

It is my opinion that just about everyone, no matter how hetero or homo you are, has someone who is so goddamn amazing that they will go gay/straight for them.

Soyeah. Who would *you* go gay for? Or straight, or whatever.

And because spreading the madness is fun, Fish says he'd go gay for Christopher Ecclston, which I support. I myself can't really go gay OR straight for anyone, being awesomesexual and liking everybody naturally.

~Sor

I went on a Most Excellent Adventure/Trip with mum and Josh and Eric and ocassionally Shan. So I'm in a realitivly good mood.

Trip Report:

"How do you get an evil giraffe? 'I will eat all the leaves off this tree. I will get up early to eat all the leaves from this tree. Then there will be no leaves on this tree, and the other giraffes...will die.'"¹

Friday:

Woke up hells early (5:30 AM...there is such a time?), picked up Josh and Eric, and drove to MA, with hardly any traffic at all, and a rainstorm that started moments after we hadn't gotten us and all our stuff into Dave and Diane (Boston version)'s house. Yes, we are Just That Cool.

Much hanging out and coolness occured. Dave introduced us to the brilliance that was Guitar Hero, which was good fun. I highly support silly games like that, especially if you get to rock out. And I was very good at the easy setting, but basically fell apart when it came to medium.

Awesomer then silly games though, Micro, who is my agent, and whom I haven't seen since the Oscars LARP in...ninty six? or so came over, as did [Redacted] who is a completely fabulous woman, moreso because she understands the idea that you don't have to wear skirts and make-up to be a girl, even if the idea of not doing so *does* horrify the rest of the mtf community.² Plus, [Redacted] draws comics, which is terribly awesome, and I have to e-mail her so that I can insure that I get the copy of her next one.

Also, quote: Mom: "Well see, I can't *really* date Josh because I know his parents real well"
[Redacted]: "Ah, but *I* don't know his parents."

Alsoalso, I am completly awesomely irrisistable to everyone, because I am Just That Awesome. Good flirts make me happy.

I think that was about all of Friday. Oh, except I just lost The Game. Which, I taught the rest of them, and we have been playing the whole weekend. MUAHAHAA! Additionally, we have restarted mom's pointing game that she used to play in college, where the basic goal was to point at people before they pointed at you, every day.³ (Day's resetting at 12:01)

Saturday:

Saturday, we left MA and drove to Maine! Where we went to Crossroads Games and Books, which is this great little game shop we found up there, and lusted after everything⁴ (or I did at least). Better yet, Chris, the highly cool gal who we met the first time around, remembered us. Yay!

Got to Wyo, kidnapped Aly, and...well...listened to her talk. I love her dearly, but she did not stop speaking for a good half hour. Much teasing occured, especially since she kept using both "like" and "Ohmygod". Granted, I use both of those fairly often as well, but still. ILMS.

Aly is doing very well, for anyone who knows her. Which is nice to know, as she *is* my sister. And I was nice, and didn't eat her hair the whole time. I should write her a letter.

More importantly, I should write *Mell* a letter. Because Mell is amoung the coolest people I have ever met in my life, and one of the few reasons I miss going to Wyo. And I got to see her again!!! *parti-dances* This is an excellent, excellent thing. Also, I should totally go visit her. Which is why I may wind up making a college visit to Wheaton, regardless of any interest I have in going there. *grins*

Lessee...returned the kids, left the camp, got to the turnpike. Went north, without thinking about it. For the geographically challenged, Maine is north of Connecticut, which is where we were aiming. Yeahhhh...it took us a couple minutes, and then we had a group "Shit!" moment. Whoops. So, we got to see more of Maine then we previously expected. *grins*

Eventually we made it home to St. G'ma and Grandpa Gus's place, where we...pretty much immediately fell asleep. I think that was the first night in about three weeks that I fell asleep before midnight. And that was Saturday.

Sunday we woke up, ate a delicious breakfast, and went for a lovely walk around the lakething. Really, I'm going to have to write about the farm sometime, that place is...well, the least fannish place that feels like home. Also, I've now taken both Josh and Eric down to the Kids Club⁵, which is always fun. I love that place.

Then, we went to NYC. First off, I love cities, especially New York. ESPECIALLY New York. London was lovely, DC and Baltimore are close, but NYC is...well, New York. Can't explain it.
You either get it or you don't.

Our ultimate goal in New York was to see Sweeny Todd (OhmyfuckinggodlustwantneedholyHELLgood.), and *possibly* another show as well. Hoorah for TKTS -we saw ST from remarkably good seats and had a lovely time, ambled over to TKTS, and wound up with tickets to see Avenue Q from pretty damn good seats. Broadway for the WINS!

And those both deserve seperate squeels, plus I'm getting bored of typing. So, I'm thinking that, since that was really the end of the trip (left NYC, went home) I'm done. Ta kids!

~Sor
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1: Copyright Eddie Izzard, at some point or another. Important because we quoted this one roughly eight thousand times, in different forms. ("I will eat all the french fries...and the rest of you...will die!)
2: mtf: male to female transsexual. Way back when, [Redacted] used to be known as [Deadname], and apparently used to warp my tiny infentile mind with such facts as 'Two plus two equals seven'. I like her immensly, partly because she's fabulously cool, and partly because she interests me.
3: *points at everyone who reads this. And everyone who doesn't, for that matter.*
4: They had all the Sandman comics. Mum says she will get them for us, but still! Also, they had dice, which is slightly less desperate since we've *finally* got a local game store. But still! Dicelust.
5: Hard to explain. It's...um...a big pile of rocks on my grandparents land. Yeah. Basically me and all my cousins have spent a collective arseload of time there playing games and pretend. I lurves it.

Editor's note, 2022: Let's not out people without their express permission, okay? I have other comments to make to my past self, but I am trying to leave this journal mostly intact as a historical document, even when it is cringe as hell.

So yes. Theres life.

Today is officially homework day, although we'll see how well *that* works. Stupid fisking English class with it's unreasonable deadlines and vague objectives. *shakes fist*

Today is unofficially day after everyones birthday day, although a quick peruse of my friends list seems to point out that vvalkyri is older today. So yay to her! And yay to Fish and McGig and Dan and Koob for yesterday, since I was lazy and bad at agknowladging that.

Lifes been uneventful lately. Well, alright, not so much yesterday since I got to go to PORT DISCOVERY!! THAT was COOL! And I got to eat cake! Delicious, Koob-designed, ednoria-made cake! It was very much a five year olds cake, and very very very good.

And Port Discovery rocks. And I got to run around and play pretend with aramintamd's eldest which was major fun, especially as I haven't played with her in a lonnnnng time. So whoot for that!

And afterwards, Nathen drove me to the awesome korean supermarket he's found and I bought a whole bunch of origami paper! Let the secret project commence!!

Wow, I love that man. Everyone should, he's just freaking AWESOME!

Learned more of my kung fu form. I should go practise that. Back secondish.

*bach* voot, I haven't forgotten it yet.

Truly, a wonderful achievement. What's it been...sixteen hours since you did it last?

Hey, shut up, bitch!

You...uh...do realize that carries over, right?

Yes. Yes I'm calling myself a bitch. But you *are* being a bitch.

Naw, I'm just sarcastic! Surely your cynical mind can handle that, can't it?

No one likes you.

Don't go all Her on me.

NO one likes Her.

This is a very true thing. The first intelligent thing you've said all day.
*ducks*
*wacks*
You bitch.

Thanks, I love you too.

...I should cease the babbling...Hey!...and go back to talking about life.

Woot, life.

So uh yeah. Spring Break really ain't doing anything for me. Just being confusing, and pointing out that I need to work on prom and life and school and such.

Although, in other news, I seem to have found myself a fursona of sorts. Namely, as a bat-type with a fox tail. Mostly because having wings? REALLY FREAKING COOL!

I think that is all. Physics time! *dances*

...Shut up. I don't need your mainstream odd looks anyways! Physics is phun. :p

~Sor
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P.S: On the last entry...first off, thank you. Second off, it looks to be resolving itself, and hopefully will.

...gawd, I hate waiting.

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Ah yes, almost forgot to mention.

I have a new story that I Rather Like (tm) over at katarina_tales It's a short story/original fariy tale.

Go read. Because I like to pimp my work.

~Ms. Whimsy

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This is just an odd peice of literature I wrote for no real reason. Comments/Critisizm would be really helpful, although not madatory.

Like I said, I have no clue where this came from. It's just a weird little story I wrote. It doesn't flow well, it has odd charecters, it's on a subject I know little about...

No clue. Enjoy!

( Two girls and a baby )


Original Tags: stories, writings, cloneconvo-fin

Content Warning: look, I don't normally do these or respond to my past self, but it's 2020 and I got about three sentences into this before I literally died and my soul left my body to travel back in time and shake past!me. Or in other words, CW: Eugenics oh my god Kat

Heres another one I wrote, due to an interesting comment in my History class.

( Baby Nazism )

~Sorceress/Kat

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Someone left one of Alys's CD's out of it's case in the basement and now it's all scratched up. Both Alys and Mom are accusing me of it, which is probably correct, and Alys's crying.

I feel like shit for making her cry. I'm her big sister for Christs sakes! I'm supposed to protect her from all that is harsh and evil in life, not make her cry.

Now I feel really guilty and shit, and I'm crying too. Goddammit, why do I always have to screw with Alys so much. Shan too, but not as much as I screw up Alys's life. She's right, I do steal her friends and crap.

God I feel shitty right now.

And don't give me any sympathy. I don't want sympathy. Or pity. I don't want any of that shit. I want control of my ficked up life.

I have no fucking control over my life anymore and it's pissing me off.

When I grow up, I am going to live by myself in a cabin in the woods in Maine and write books. I will not talk to anyone, and maybe I'll actually be happy.

Hvae I mentioned how much I hate life recently?

And here I am, posting this in my LJ where people know me and are going to take my side, and where Alys won't even see this. I feel like a coward and a fucking cheat.

God life sucks.

~Sorceress/Kat

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This post was originally locked so my mother couldn't see it. 16 years later, I accept it being public.

Phew! I haven't done any babysitting for a long time- especially not until 2 in the morning- and it took a lot more out of me then I expected.

I babysat Koob last night for several hours. It was very fun. He didn't decide to throw himself off the couch or down the stairs or off the changing table which was my secret fear, and he didn't have any long crying fits which made me VERY happy, although he did get a little restless around 9:15 ish, which caused me to decide to put him to bed.

We did some running around outside, and we ran around inside, and we watched lots of Vegitales. Besides the very Christian part of it all, I love Vegitales with a passion. They are so cute!!

Koob is such a sweetie. He's going to be so georgeous when he's a teenager too. Poor parents, having to have all the girls just happening to walk by the house all the time... *grin*

Yeah. Babysitting makes me happy. I like kids.

~Sorceress/Kat

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Me and mek have settled our argument of who gets to have Riff by comprimising about the whole situation.

ME: You know what, lets just settle this once and for all
ME: we both want him...either we learn to share or neither of us has him
ME: since neither of us is ever willing to give him up
MEK: hmm
ME: I'm thinking one of us has him MWF
ME: the other Tues, Thr, Sat
MEK: Let's do switch offs. Every week, we play some kind of game.... crazy eights of MTG or something, then who ever wins, gets him.
MEK: *or
MEK: What about Sunday?
ME: And Sundays neither of us has him
ME: or we switch off or something
MEK: hmm
MEK: On the off days, can we havea Riff from the dimention of our choice?
ME: As long as it's not the normal dimension, that sounds good
ME: and on the days we don't have him we can have an altRiff
MEK: Of course it wouldn't be the normal dimention
MEK: But this gives me a chance to explore the various sluggy dimentions for our options.
MEK: Of course, we won't be able to choose a Riff (unless it's the normal Riff) if they have a gf already, correct/
MEK: *?
ME: of course
ME: ok, this sounds good
MEK: Now.... who gets him when?
ME: I don't care
ME: MWF or TTS?
MEK: Well, I want him MWF, because that's when I update... but I only have minimum days on thurs... but schools almost out... but...
ME: Flip a coin?
MEK: ok, hold on
(((We flip a coin, Turns out I get him TTS)))
ME: Ok
ME: So the official terms are:
ME: On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays of every week
ME: [mek's S.n name] (((going with the S.N names here)))
MEK: k
ME: gets to have Riff
MEK: Ok
ME: On Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saterdays
ME: Sorceress gets to have Riff
ME: On Sundays, both people may have whatever Riff from whatever dimension they want
ME: as long as he does not have a girlfriend already
ME: and the dimension is not the main one
ME: Both people may also have an AlternateRiff on days when they do not have the main one
MEK: And, on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Wensdays, [mek] gets to have a Riff from a dimention that he so chooses, while Sorceress does the same on MWFs
ME: Yes
ME: Except, you mean Saterdays, not Wednesdays for you
MEK: oy
MEK: Right
ME: Ok, I think we've got it
MEK: Sorry, I've had wensday stuck in my head all day for some reason. =o_o=
ME: *signs*
ME: It's ok
MEK: *signs*
ME: Woo!
ME: We're all set
ME: OH! One more thing!!
ME: When is a day from?
ME: we don't want to overlap
ME: should we just make it Sluggy Time?
MEK: Oh, right. You aren't here.
Yeah, lets make it sluggy time.
ME: Ok
ME: So, I currently have Riff
MEK: Alright
ME: you get him in...about 3 hours
MEK: Meanwhile, I'll do some research
ME: on other dimensions?
MEK: yep
ME: Cool
MEK: I need to find some kind of bad ass dimention. I'll draw a picture tomorrow of one that I'm choosing and show you, and try to compile a list.
ME: Whoops, I've got to go now
ME: Oooo
ME: Ok
MEK: Alright
MEK: Night.
ME: Goodnight

There we go. Now everyones happy.

~Sorceress/Kat

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