Even Heroes Fail

Have some drabbles (each exactly 100 words, because I am anal-retentive)!

( Trust )

( Memory )

( Safe )

( Story )

Also, I keep working on pron for this fandom. It's a little odd as I've never felt the desperate urge to write hella-sexin' before. You go Alice and Hatter.

I'm feeling a bit...restless.

At the moment I have two desires: to have a cup of tea and to go somewhere.

The former is pretty easily rectified, happily. The going somewhere being slightly more problematic. Honestly, I just want to pack a bag, buy a plane ticket, and GO. To Austin or Boston or Calgary or London or just SOMEWHERE that isn't HERE and have no responsibility whatsoever for a week or two.

At the moment I don't care if a sudden departure to realms unknown might result in loss of my job or reposession of my car, or whatever, I just want to run away and get lost for a bit.

Someone thwap me.

I was annoyed with everyone today and wanted to kill people, soo....

Title: Contagion
Author: amphetamine_47
Rating: PG-13 for death and violence
Summary: No one is surprised that the Queen of Hearts had an ace up her sleeve, but they are stunned by the lengths she's willing to go to have her revenge.
Notes: I had a bad day, so I killed everyone in Wonderland. My first ever attempt at apocafic is very likely cliche and lame, but it makes me bizarrely happy.

( Rocks Fall, Everyone Dies )

And now I'm working on a vid! YAY! OCD in full effect, ya'll, I apologize for the spammage...

Saturday I had my fancy fancy costume ball for my birthday. Pretending I have money, I hired a DJ & rented a place & bought a cake...I sent out REAL FANCY PAPER INVITES.

I got between 60-70 people RSVP-ing.

Maybe 30 showed up.

I mean, I had a really good time, and my costume was wonderful, and my hair looked great...and everyone there told me over & over how fun it was... And I'm trying not to be ranty and passive-aggressive, but GAH! I spent a bunch of money getting food & cake for 70 people, and now have a refrigerator full of leftovers. Which, okay, leftovers yay! but godammit, if you don't want to go then don't RSVP! *grumbles*

ANYWAY, moving on...

I'm trying my hand at making my first vid (first vid not boring and for school, that is). I'm going to try getting a new video editor, though...my old trial of Director for school has expired, so I tried WMM, which won't even OPEN the giant .avi of Alice part 2, so I'm working in Nero. Nero is not my friend, let's say. So if anyone knows of a reasonably priced (say under $100) video editing program that they like to use, please point me that way.

AND begging on my knees: if anyone has Alice Part 1 could you please email me or PM me or something? I'll send you cake!! Or something that won't rot in the mail... I've tried two different links to DL it, have sought torrents...all to no avail. SAD PANDA.

And finally, Happy Birthday to new friend ayuette!

This. I VERY rarely write sexin' (and okay, technically not sex), so hopefully it doesn't suck...

Title: Wearing the Pants
Author: amphetamine_47
Rating: R for non-explicit sexual gratification
Spoilers: None really, but it takes place after part 2
Summary: This prompt-"Wonderland is old fashioned in many ways: women wear skirts or dresses, etc. So, Hatter, who loves how strong Alice is, becomes fascinated with Alice wearing pants and men's clothes in general. SMUT is recommended."

( Pants pants pants pants pants )

And thus have I written fic. Like I needed a new fandom! *sigh*

I'm totally not pondering spending the evening making icons. Not at ALL.

( Missing Scene )

Thanks ultra oodles to suzvoy and rhienelleth for the snowflakes! They're adorable! :D

The big party is this weekend, and then I get to stop worrying about caterers & cakes & balloons, and just HAVE FUN. IN COSTUME, BEETCHES!

Am off to the Kelly Clarkson concert tonight as I got tickets for just the price of service charge ($6.00 a piece). Whoot!

( And as for Alice... )

ETA: HATTER IS ADORABLE x 2. I WANT TO BAKE HIM COOKIES.

I finally finally got my drums for Rock Band 2...and the yellow pad doesn't work. Doesn't register at all that I'm hitting it. *HEADDESK*

AND OF COURSE you can't just return the blasted thing to the store--oh no! You have to contact EA & jump through hoops, etc. until they're willing to send you a new one.

ALL I WANT TO DO IS BE RINGO, GODAMMIT!

First, Garner State Park is BEAUTIFUL. It is also FREAKIN' HUGE. I shall henceforth refer to it as the Disney World of State Parks, because...WOW, giant. We went for a three hour hike and didn't even hit the TRAIL. Second, the Frio River is down significantly. Like, there isn't likely to be any tubing (floating the river in an inner tube for hours on end...which is more fun than it sounds) next year unless there's a great deal rainfall through the winter & spring... :(

My poor Gracie is VERY confused as to why there is a tree in our living room. Last year she wouldn't let me put it up at all, so this is a step up...

And finally, ( Crack!Dream )

Had a dream last night, and all I remember is bits. This is what I pounded out as soon as I woke up, and hope to expand:

Today? WAY better than Monday & Tuesday. I love you guys so hard.

I blame the lack of structure in my childhood for the fact that I'm a neurotic planner.

As such, when word came in that dad was sick and/or dying, my mind went straight from "dad's dying" to "planplanplanplanplan". The next day, I was on the phone with the funeral homes, getting pricing for cremations. I called Grandma to establish our game plan once dad had died and mom was on her own (hint: she's NOT moving in with me).

Dad got out of the hospital Friday (he was in for nearly two weeks, though we probably won't know much of anything else until his Doctor's appointment this week), and I've spent the last several days planning.

Renting out a storage unit big enough to hold my stuff & possibly some of theirs if they have to move in a hurry. Calling Verizon to make sure their phones don't get cut off while Dad was in the hospital. Hooking mom up with a gas card to get to and from the hospital while he was in, and taking her grocery shopping tomorrow now that he's out.

...and now have spent the past two days spontaneously bursting in to tears because my mom's a heinous bitch.

Obviously, I am now distracting myself now with Facebook & LJ & looking for a new Star Trek/Karl Urban wallpaper for the computer I spent $400 souping up today. HELP DISTRACT ME, PLEASE, I WILL LOVE YOU ALL FOREVER.

I've admitted it, and that's the first step, right?

I've fallen in love with corsets.

I bought the one for Halloween, and it's an "outside" corset--worn over the clothes for fancy steampunk look.  But I LOVED the way it felt...so I ordered an "under" corset.  A real corset--my "everyday" corset, as I refer to it--that I've learned to lace up on my own.

I'm not talking tight lacing.  A) I'm all about comfort and B) I could care less the size of my waist.  I just LOVE the way it feels.  I call it the "super underwire", because once I'm nicely laced the girls aren't moving at ALL.  I can still walk around the block and eat and stuff, I just have to adjust things like bending over.

I just...I don't know, feel feminine and sexy & awesome in a corset.

And so now I'm pondering the purchase of ANOTHER fancy corset, because it's SO PRETTY and I could really use it for my birthday party costume ball...

Dad's back in the hospital.  Apparently they went to see the oncologist on Monday & she sent him to the hospital for tests...which would've been great if he hadn't immediately been admitted.  Something tells me that the whole "being in for three days" for "tests" (which a nurse told me they hadn't done yet) isn't good.

He's having some sort of minor surgery tomorrow, and they're sticking a camera down his throat to take a look at his innards.

It was my job today to take him contraband: potato chips, trail mix, and cookies.  Apparently hospital food sucks.  Who knew?

In happier news, I get to meet taogirl in San Antonio this weekend!  YAY!

And my brother & his boyfriend have invited me to London with them next summer.  I shall have to go see EVERYTHING in England I missed last time!

AND I've been running two mile intervals pretty well this week, which is making me far happier than it should.

A) GODAMMIT I WANNA GO OUT FOR HALLOWEEN!  This probably means I'll have to go to Austin, otherwise I will either alone (which sucks) or the hanger-on of a close-knit group I don't know well.  *pouts*  THIS IS A VERY IMPORTANT DAY FOR ME, PEOPLE!

B) I need your favorite party/dance songs.  In preparation for the Costume Ball Birthday of Awesome(tm), I am compiling a song list.  So I ask you, oh Friends List: What are the songs that you most love to dance to?  What are the songs that make you get up and dance like a crazy person?

Every time I sit down to write the list, nothing springs to my mind.

Last night I had a dream, and all I can remember is Jaina and Han talking.  Jaina says to Han (about Jag--I remember that much): "He's just as crazy as any of us.  He just hides it better."

Today's assignment?  Fic.

First, I want to thank everyone for just...being there on my last post. I was just kind of reeling and didn't want to say empty little "thank yous" to everyone who commented, but I did really appreciate it more than I can say.

( Second, drama! )

So...my uncle (dad's brother, from Indiana), who I hardly ever talk to, randomly called me today.  He asked for mom's cell, which struck me as weird but maybe he needed it & dad wasn't answering, so whatev.  I told him I'd have to look in the phone & call him right back, which I did.

And then the fun began.

"You talked to your mommy or daddy lately?"

"No, not really."

"Oh.  So...do you know about your dad?"

*raises eyebrow* "No...?"

"Oh.  He's in the hospital."

Blah blah blahdy blah he's got liver cancer & it's gone in to his bones and they can't cure it and it's terminal and oops! sorry you didn't know!

I think "WTF, parents?" sums this up quite nicely.   Killed the buzz of finding a venue for my party straightaway, at any rate.

First: Hart Hanson, stop saying David Boreanaz has swine flu.  Not funny, dude.  At all.

Second: PRETTY MUCH done with the awesome steampunk Halloween costume of awesomeness!  I redid the hat today (needed feathers, but the best place for them is Hobby Lobby, which was closed yesterday), this week I plan to finish my Penny-farthing necklace, and this weekend repaint the gun.  Discovered there's to be a Steampunk party in Austin the weekend before Halloween, soo.... yay!

I'm even having a photographer friend come in from Houston, and we're going to do a photo shoot because I love my outfit so.  GOD I LOVE COSTUMES.

And Gracie Lou loves the scraps of ribbon that keep being left over from my projects, so win/win!

Well, I dropped my classes.  I may go talk to Dr. Lee about doing more online classes or SOMETHING next semester, but for now I'm just all around meh.  And I'm not letting them talk me in to any more GIS classes, because I just. don't. CARE.

In happier news, I got my corset!!  It's SO beautiful, and it works wonderfully with my gold thrift store skirt.  Tomorrow I'm planning on thrift store shopping for a new shirt to go underneath, because the one I bought (with hella tiny buttons) doesn't look quite right.  And damn do I wish I could sew!!

I also started a fitness boot camp this week, and while it's bloody exhausting (it starts at 6am) I'm hoping it'll make me buff in time for Halloween.  And I'm back to watching what I eat (okay, except for the lemon meringue pie tonight), which has lead me to The Greatest Sandwich Ever Made: turkey breast, hummus, and baby spinach on whole wheat.  Seriously, I could sing arias about this sandwich.

AND plans are coming along nicely for my birthday costume ball in December!  I think I've found a venue, so once I get that nailed down I'll start talking to people about cakes.  Bwahahahaha.  You are all, of course, invited to the costume ball should you find yourselves in Corpus Christi, Texas on Saturday, December 12.  Cuz I love ya'll like that.

Had my hair dyed brown today and think it is WAY too dark.  Have already washed my hair 4 times.  Continuing to freak out, please ignore the sobbing and wailing from my corner of the interwebs.

In happier news: Yesterday I got off of work early and hit the road with a friend to see Pink in concert in Houston. 

SHE. WAS. AWESOME.

Seriously, if you have the chance, make the investment.  SOLID show, did not want it to end.

She did her own stuff, of course, but also EXCELLENT covers of The Divinyls "I Touch Myself", Zeppelin's "Babe I'm Gonna Leave You" and Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody".  Damn that girl can sing.

Also: she is RIPPED.  I didn't quite realize how awesomely muscled she is, but now I have a bit of a girl crush.

I was not the only one, I can assure you, as the woman in the "Vaginas are Awesome" T-shirt will attest.

The cross-section of humanity represented was amazing; Emo kids, hipsters, Goth girls, 40 year old mothers in Western wear & their tween daughters (who wore FAR too few clothes, IMHO), punk rock dudes, wannabe punk rock dudes (oh the fauxhawks....the humanity!), sororitutes, middle aged white guys with their middle aged wives...  It was truly amazing.