A Sword Has No Strength

Okay, so, the Mets game on Sunday. Long story short, it was a whole bunch of me pulling the stubborn mule who is my father along, but we enjoyed what we could of the game. We had to leave in the eighth inning to beat the crowd -- on account of Dad's bad knee -- so of course the Mets tied it in the ninth! They went on to collapse completely in the twelfth though; going back to the eighth of the month, they've lost twelve of their last thirteen (swept by the Braves, swept by the Dodgers, and swept by the league-leading Nationals twice), and dropped below .500 for the first time all season (they're currently four under). Fucking yikes.

What was worse was getting carted all around Queens.... Augh. So even though he made a fuss to get out the door, Dad stopped halfway down the walk because he got a message: someone at his Legion post died and they were having a wake that night. But he stared at the message FOREVER. Um, excuse me? Weren't you just rushing me out of the house and now you wanna take your time? Rude. So after the game, because of the high volume of cars, there were traffic officers directing. Makes sense, and I wasn't fazed. Dad, naturally, started whining.

I mean, I get it, Dad. You're old and set in your ways. But shit, did you really think there weren't going to be traffic cops? It's not like you've never driven to a sporting event before.

So we got directed onto a certain highway (which was the only way to go), and Dad immediately got off, turned around, and went on a different highway (that had heavier traffic). We actually went down, around, and back up, when it would have been easier to stay on the first highway, and come down a tad. But no, that's far too logical, and I was "mouthing off" for having suggested it! And so we get to the Legion. He said he had to get one thing, so it should have been an in-and-out deal, right? Nope! Forty minutes in there, and I couldn't stay because the people inside were smoking. I had to sweat my ass off in the car (because the AC was being weird. WTF it's literally a brand-new car) instead, but at least I got to listen to the game on the radio?

Should have stayed at the game by myself. Not that I could read that mangled mess I tried to call my scorecard!

Dad's not having his surgery this week, by the way. He went to the doctor last Monday and everything was fine, but that night, he started feeling pain in his abdomen. Went back to the doctor and WHOOPS he's got gallstones, so his gallbladder needs to come out before they can fix up his knee. *sigh* Poor Dad.

Then on Monday, one of my favorite Rangers got traded (I have no bromances left. I guess Ike and Dan will have to do?). Augh, and to a Western Conference team, too, so I'll almost never see him! Later that night, I had an awful headache. Came out of nowhere and didn't quit. I was down for the count. It must have carried over into yesterday because even though I felt better physically, I was not in the mood to do anything at all. I was mopey for no reason: nothing interested me, I didn't even eat. Glad that episode's over, though.

Today, cleaning my room and starting a card game project (oh it's so lame) were on the agenda. Tomorrow, I'll start out with a trip to the bank (my credit card is due, and I need money for the con besides), and then I'll finish packing. I'm not really bringing anything fancy except for Liechtenstein; really, I plan on just bumming around in the condo all weekend when I don't have to buy things or check out Laura's panel. ... I should get my schedule together tomorrow, shouldn't I? Es is picking me up around seven, and we're driving straight down. We should get to the condo around midnight, maybe before with a little luck.

Matt's getting married in less than three weeks. ... Wow, that was a surreal sentence.

I promise I'm not neglecting anyone who's left reading this blog, I just really have nothing interesting to say (and then you get digests like this that make me seem a liar, lol). Sorry!

Didn't start off that great, with Annie being four and waking me up earlier than I'd intended, and then I loafed around but:

•I'm getting work done on the dress. I probably won't finish before my self-imposed deadline, but I'll be most of the way there. I have to bust my ass tomorrow, which should be easy, since the gardener will wake me up at ass o'clock, and I have to go back to 39th St. for ichiP! fabric -- we need Genki capes, after all -- aaaand yeah. But that's getting ahead of myself.

•Finally got some medicine for this stupid eczema, so maybe I won't look diseased at the wedding this weekend and I won't be all self-conscious.

•I got my GS Lifetime Membership card in the mail today!

•The Mets won, 3-1 over Milwaukee.

•Even better, the Rangers beat the Devils 3-0! Now, in fairness, the second goal shouldn't have happened, but hey, if the refs are going to give us a break for once, I WILL TAKE IT.

Lundqvist made ... I think it was 31 saves? in a 2-1 win over Ottawa at the Garden to advance to the Eastern Conference Semifinals. :D Marc Staal and Dan Girardi with the goals: defensemen! Daniel Alfredsson scored Ottawa's goal, and you know what, I'm glad he did. I like Alfie a lot, and I hope I didn't just watch his last game.

Also, I made an ichiP! cake for our anniversary. It's strawberry flavored! And I screwed up the H a little bit and it kinda looks like a 五 but since it's our fifth, that's okay! XD I'll throw in some shitty anime dansu for lulz:

Maybe -- I hope -- one of you can give me a hand. Uninstalling and reinstalling the browser worked, and now I can derp on Facebook to my heart's content. Huzzah! But...

The New Tab page is my home page, and I've got all my Most Visited sites up there. But they're not in the order that I had them before, certainly not in the order that I've visited them.... And you can't pin them or unpin them anymore, or move their places around. If I could do that, there'd be no problem! But I've been trying to fix this for hours -- and carefully visiting sites one at a time, and repeatedly so they would stay in order -- but nothing's working.

Not to mention that F6 still does not highlight the entire address bar. FRUSTRATING.

Help?

(I can use the Speed Dials extension, but is there anyway I can get the dials more centered vertically?)

So Guillermo sent me a link a few hours ago, and it was an old commercial. Cue my looking through the related videos of related videos of related videos for some of my favorites. '80s and '90s children, you're welcome:

( This way to the rabbit hole. )

What are some of your favorite commercials from when you were kids, flist?

Aaaaaand this morning I had a Berryz Koubou dream. Chinami, Momoko, and Maasa were in it. Chinami thought she was all incognito and unrecognizable, but I saw her! The conversation started in Japanese, but she decided she wanted to practice her English a little, and so we switched (and she was really good, lol). Then Momo and Maasa walked in and Momo was complaining about something and dramatically threw herself on a bed, face-down (she didn't even notice me or Chinami), while Maasa just kinda looked at her funny and hung out, sitting on the edge of the bed. I think Momo fell asleep after a while.

I don't even know where we were. It was a gray room, painted drywall, with a bed in the corner -- but a large bed, maybe queen-sized? -- a metal or plastic folding table with six wooden chairs around it across the room, a wooden door that opened outward, and a small picture on the wall in a wooden frame. There was a naked lightbulb above the door, but it was very bright, and I couldn't see if it stuck out of the wall or if it hung down; incandescent or CFL. I couldn't see what the picture was, either, but I think it might have been a painted landscape. There were no windows, and there was a dude in a suit observing. I don't know if he was supposed to make sure I didn't fangirl over the girls or what. I like how the description of the room is longer than the description of the dream.

The short story: I went to the Intrepid with Es, Leigh, Jet, and Jolley, and didn't get home until one in the morning. I made that phone call from Leigh's house.

( The long story. )

I... didn't have much fun, no. I should have stayed home, but I'm a selfish bastard. As for today, I slept through most of the day. I started A Clash of Kings (I'm only at the second chapter; the first is pretty much what happened to Arya in episode 10 of GoT), and worked on my Canucks scarf a little more, but my skein of blue ran out and the new one doesn't match (no dye lot my foot). It's only noticable if you look at it, not at a glance, but still, you know? And I would scrap what I've already done, but it's like eighty rows so no. XD I just ... have to find some that matches better.

TWO DAYS OF HOCKEY MEME SINCE I MISSED YESTERDAY:
17. Favorite hockey moment Late in the '10-'11 season, I was at MSG for Rangers v. Canadiens. If they kept playing as they were, both teams would find themselves in the playoffs, but it was unclear where they would wind up. After the first period, the Rangers were winning 5-1 (the final was 6-3), and I went for food and drinks during intermission. The heckling. Dear god, the heckling. There were these two dudes standing next to the concession line I was on, holding out their phones to all the red jerseys that passed. "Hey, are you okay? Do you wanna call home?" and "Do you know what they said Montreal's chances of winning this game were?" "No, what?" "FIVE TO ONE!" o/^*high5*\o

they deserved it though. bastards were sneering at us in our house. how do you say gtfo in french?

LKSDJFLKSDJFLKSJDF FUCKING MONTREAL BREAKING OUR STREAK THOSE BASTARDS

18. Have you ever played a hockey video game? No. I'm pretty sure I would have no idea what to do. I don't even play baseball video games, and I know for damn sure I would know what to do there!

Woohoo! I've just got to do the fringe, which I will add after I do this entry and get some tea. I finished all the work on it last night, but I was very slow going this afternoon. I also went to the post office to mail my cousin a package, I ate, I generally dawdled. But the scarf is nyeh from being done.

Dad also says that he's having the cable company investigate why our internet doesn't work in the mornings (the past couple of days, it's been really crap before 11 AM, but fine after that). While they're here, the cable will also be moved from my brother's room down to mine. Which is great because now I can watch sports and other cool TV shows without bothering anyone and further hole myself in my bedroom (all I need is a fridge and a hotplate and I'm set). Problem is, there's isn't quite space here for a television. I wonder if they can just bring the cable down without setting anything up and then we can rig it later.

Wooooo, I love it when the trains pass so fast that they shake the house. That's part of why I didn't realize we had an earthquake in the summer: I'm so used to that feeling!

11. How would your favorite book/TV/movie hero react at a hockey game (playing or spectating)? Okay, so he's not my faaaaavorite, but this question's a good excuse for this.

YEEEEEES BUFFALO CAME BACK TO BEAT MONTREAAAAAAAAL! Good god I love seeing the Habs lose. :D I hope you get better and come back soon, Ryan. ;A;

•Hey artfag friends, what's it like drawing a penis? I mean, like, drawing a for-real penis, not one that's meant to be silly (e.g., Adri's Sophistipenis). Do you giggle every time? Do you also giggle drawing butts and boobs and vulvae? Is there any other body part that you find silly? The idea struck me, erm, not too long ago, and now it's developed into a legit wonderingment.

•MAN AM I EVER GRATEFUL FOR THIS INDIAN SUMMER /no sarcasm

•So... I have until tomorrow to figure out how many backhours I still have left from work last year. Whoops. I usually try to catch F when she's swamped so she can sign my timesheet without looking (and it's worked so well the past five months), but not the case today. She finally caught on. Whether or not she'll remember tomorrow is a different story, but I've been meaning to do this anyway. Sigh.
Edit: I'm owed 455 hours as of the timesheet I submitted today to be paid on the first of December. That's... a lot (at my current rate, it would take another year of sneaking that into my biweekly paycheck, if I never missed one). But that's also what happens when someone schemes and someone else is never around to be found to sign my timesheet.... Yup. I'm probably gonna get fired for something that's not my fault.

•KNITTING

•HOCKEY

•WHY DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS MARIO THING IN THE CITY ON SATURDAY SOONER! Ex-con!Katie has convinced me to blow the dust off my Link costume so she can be my Mido, but I'm not so sure. Surely there's another character I could be.... Because it's not like I can't cosplay. Ah, well, Katie and I will probably wind up discussing this tomorrow, and shopping on Friday.

•6. Name a hockey tradition you love. I don't know, don't make me choose! Is it throwing stuff on the ice (hats, squids, etc.)? Reminds me of throwing back oppsing teams' home runs. Is it fights? No other sport has that (well, boxing, but....). Is it playoff bear-- IT'S PLAYOFF BEARDS. I support anything that involves the growing of facial hair, especially Dubinstache. :|

The old LJ font is back, kinda! At least it's fixed-width and kinda looks similar. I'll take it (but it would be supasupakawaii if you could go back to the way it was over the summer, LJ. Just sayin').

I haven't been posting lately, but I promise I'm still alive. The past week and a half has left me so drained, though. Like, right now, I'm taking a break from cleaning my room because I couldn't stand up anymore. My eyes are also very itchy and heavy, but I'm not lying down, at least.

So where did I leave off? Hmmm, have to update the trip home from Vancouver, post the videos I took, pictures of the mochis, recap how much of a clusterfuck Hetalia Day turned out not to be (!!!), and my Halloween costume.

Work. I got back to work today and I was overloaded. XD The first phase of transfers went out while I was away and they started responding. Even though I got "the keys to the car," as H put it -- which means I get to do the list he had to do for me last semester -- I had over 350 students to code today, and a lot of checks to deal with in the morning. I finished the coding, thanks to some late-afternoon coffee (I'm pretty sure I even sounded wired), but that was all I had time for, as I was being pulled this way and that to take care of new responsibilities. So now I have to do address changes, e-mails probably, and also backup the front-front desk. I might have mentioned that last one before, as it happened before vacation, but it's gonna cause problems (whether or not I have to make them happen, because I'm sick and tired of this shit).

I mean, on the bright side, I'm busy, but on the not-bright side, I'm probably gonna flip my shit again (as Gabi warned me). I suppose I'll try to make three years (which happens in April) before I start looking for a new job? Because this is fucking cyclic and I can't.

Summary of that stuff I mentioned before: I nearly missed my flight from LA, videos aren't gonna happen soon, mochis I made, no trolls at Hetalia Day and people are actually giving feedback, the donation form, and mine and Es' Halloween costumes for Leigh's party on Saturday (still painfully in progress). Don Cherry, and the Canucks lost but David Booth looks way too much like Ryan Kesler. Canucks lost to the Oilers (whaaaaa?), courtesy of three goals in less than five minutes in the second. That was painful to listen to.

K NIGHT

Anyone have an inhaler they can send me? I don't want to die this winter.

I made mochis today! Lookit how cute!



There's also a Greece (there will be an Estonia and a France). They're scavenger hunt prizes (well, for the people from last year. This year's will be much bigger).

My room is a sty from all the supplies I've thrown around to make those tiny things. Should get back to cleaning.

Texas Rangers won, first walk-off grand slam in postseason history. Canucks came back to win 3-2, Alex Burrows with the GW. Brew Crew's down five in the seventh.

Y'know, it's shitty. Cruz' grand slam was pretty awesome, but Robin Ventura did it twelve years ago, too. Yeah, a walk-off postseason grand slam. Game 5 of the '99 NLCS. Except it's rather infamous as not being a grand slam because the Mets were too busy being surprised that they won and carrying Ventura off the field before he could touch 'em all. THANKS FOR TAKING AWAY OUR HISTORY, TODD PRATT.

Most disgusting of all is that Mets fans are proud of that play? I think it's the worst one in Mets history! Seriously, you guys, wait twenty more seconds like fucking grown-ups. And y'all ain't even with the NLCS anyway. oops my negro came out Bums. >:C

Anyway. ASoIaF/GoT fans: which house do you think I'd belong in? I found a few online quizzes, and got a mix of Stark and Tully clearly i'm arya and one Martell, the description of which fits me very well, but has a terrible sigil with worse colors augh but their motto is so badass. IDK MAN.

Finally: Happy Thanksgiving to everyone upstairs! I hope you had a delicious weekend! ♥

(mykonos2, apparently ♥ isn't supported, but entering the character directly is. I imagine your keyboard is pretty different from mine, though, so I don't know what the keystroke sequence would be. ^_^;; Sorry.

(Edit: Eh? I just typed "& hearts;" just there, and it worked. Weird.)