peridot_lines: (NC - Sunglasses)
Imagine waking up at 5am to the sounds of cat retching. It's been done before, I'm used to cats just randomly doing this and then going on their merry way.

This morning, has proved to be VERY different. I'm at work now, already contemplating going home because I'm really worried about Moxie. She's all lethargic and kind of suffering some vertigo thing and I can't figure out if it's because she was just weak from throwing up and needing to eat or if it was something else. She did eat some food this morning, but she's obviously dizzy. There have been a couple times when I've tried to pick her up while avoiding upsetting her stomach and she has FREAKED OUT. Plus, jumping up on the bed, or jumping down from it seems to involve a lot more preparation than normal, like she's not really sure where things are. I don't know if she's waiting for the horizon to level out or if she's just weak or sore or what the deal is. If she's still acting like this when I go home during lunch, I have to take her in.

I don't know if she got into something, if something happened in the middle of the night, or what the deal was. She was fine when I went to bed, and this morning, everything is just upside down and chaotic. And I'm just worried.

Good luck focusing on work this morning. *worries more*
peridot_lines: (NC - Sunglasses)
Have you ever listened to music or watched a movie that made you completely uncomfortable, but you had no idea why? There's no gory content, it's not painful to watch or listen to, and yet a nauseous knot sort of forms in your stomach when you're taking it in?

I can think of two things that have put me into this state in the past few months. I watched 2001: A Space Odyssey for the first time, and by the end of it I almost felt ill. I tried watching it again later and the same thing happened. There's just something about the movie, and I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the silence at the end. For a few weeks after I got my new headphones, I could hear myself breathing that same way, like I was in a space suit, and that was all I could think about.

And then... Animal Collective released an album. I've tried to listen to it I don't know how many times and I just CAN'T. I start out listening and then I just have to turn it off. The thing that really bothers me about this is how much music I listen to and love, and I know this is supposed to be a great group, only, I can't stand them.

I would love to know how sounds and sights appeal to people. How can one person hear something and find it wonderful and another person finds it terrible?




On a completely different note, I'm almost caught up with TV. It's only been two months or more since most of the shows I watched ended, but I'm getting there. Most of what I watched I hadn't even seen an episode, I just wanted to see what they were about. So far, it's been okay though. Dollhouse (while morally ambiguous) has won me over, Better Off Ted has been hilarious, Castle was better than I expected, and Lie to Me is the last new thing on my list. So far, I've watched the pilot for Lie to Me. If it looks like it's going to be House 2.0 I might just skip it though. We'll see.
peridot_lines: (NC - Sunglasses)
This weekend is going to be all about car maintenance. Why? Well, it's due for an oil change and a wash considering the hell of driving on 10 miles of dirt road on Sunday. The real fun though? The "present" I found in my cup holder after work yesterday. Something was/is/may-still-be living in my car. Now, every unfamiliar sound I hear puts me on alert and I'm constantly looking out for whatever this thing might be. It's my own fault for letting things sit in there I suppose, not that anything is rotting or something. But, before I left on Sunday, I left the windows open to cool off the interior and that's most likely when whatever it is got in. *sigh* Anyone have pointers for making sure it's gone? Somehow it seems unwise to set traps in my vehicle.

Other things I ended up bringing home with me include a craving for something I haven't eaten in years. It's impossible to explain why I like this thing, it may just be the memory of my grandmother that makes it so enjoyable. Braunschweiger and a lightly salted cucumber on a Ritz cracker. I honestly can't remember the last time I ate it. I do remember the first, oddly enough. I remember watching my grandmother put together this completely random snack, lining up those crackers and stacking the various pieces before sprinkling them with some salt and then picking one up and taking a bite. I'm still surprised she managed to get my sister to eat any of them, considering how picky of an eater she is. But the second Em mentioned it last weekend, we both kind of let out a mutual groan of longing at the memory of this snack.

The thing is, I come from a family of weird eaters, on both sides. I remember my Grandma K crushed up saltines to put them on her ice cream. My Grandpa G puts cheese whiz and sliced olives on some kind of thinly sliced bread. My mother eats peanut butter and pickle sandwiches. My sister and I regularly mix applesauce and cottage cheese into something that looks disgusting and yet tastes amazing.

Can you tell I'm incredibly hungry this morning?

I'm sure I've completely disgusted people at this point, but do those of you have any weird food combinations you would like to share? I'm actually interested, mostly because I don't want my family to be the weirdest one on the planet when it comes to food. :P

Grar!

Jul. 8th, 2009 09:31 am
peridot_lines: (NC - Sunglasses)
I keep getting Sara/Sofia fic ideas when I'm at work and have no outlet for them, then when I get home, I suddenly have no motivation to get them down on paper or into a document or anything. At this point, work is barely conducive to dashing off a quick LiveJournal post, so how am I supposed to sneak time to write fic? I would really LOVE to be writing it too, I don't understand why the second I have time I have no urge to even touch it.

This is the first story idea I've had in MONTHS, and I didn't even have to go looking for it. Usually, there is a prompt with a deadline involved, and I have to spend a bunch of time doing word associations or looking through pictures before something will hit me. But this? It just came to me out of nowhere and seemed brilliant. So, why can't I get myself to write it?
peridot_lines: (TS Eliot - Coffee spoons)
Wow this week. For obvious reasons, death seems to have been on my mind a lot, whether it's in regards to a famous celebrity dying or the continued unrest in Iran. So much of it is a continued reminder of our humanity and mortality and I find myself lost in a lot of thought over it.

Say what you will about Michael Jackson -I know I've felt a little conflicted keeping some of his music in my collection- but as someone who considers listening to music pretty much as important as breathing I've pretty much learned to separate this music of the past with the harsh reality of the present. It's weird, I kind of wondered if he would ever really be able to make a comeback. On some level, I think I almost hoped it would happen. There are a lot of posts that say it better than I'm saying it.

It was weird watching the whole internet explode over this. I mean, ONTD literally killed LJ for a few minutes there. But the thing I couldn't get past was a few of the "too soon" comments that were made. I think someecards and theonion probably saw a little follower fluctuation just because they chose to make a few comments that were somewhat tasteless. I think I knew what they were going for with what they said, but in the moment, I kind of winced and felt a little bad that these are the things people choose to say after they hear someone has died.

At least it is Friday and I can enjoy a hermit weekend working on my knitting and just hole up in my apartment. Except it is Pride Weekend, and at some point in my life I need to participate in that. Going by myself doesn't feel like a wise decision though. *sigh*
peridot_lines: (NC - Sunglasses)
It has been sweltering this week. Literally, you can not breathe when you go outside and then you go home and sit in a puddle of sweat and try not to move because it's just too hot to do anything. I tried so hard to hold out on using the A/C because I got through most of my life without it. And then, I was bitten by a bug of some kind of illness also known as insanity and I thought it would be a brilliant time to use the stash of yarn I have sitting around to knit an afghan. An afghan, in 90 degree weather. What is wrong with me?

Afghan insanity ) Seriously, what is wrong with my brain?

In other news, I don't know if anyone here remembers when I did this meme but apparently I make exceptions for the first question. Mostly, the crick/krick/krik (whatever we call it) by my grandparents farm. For some reason, my co-worker made a point of analyzing the use of the word for ten minutes after I used it, trying to connect it with my origins in the world or something. I tried explaining that it's a regional thing, but she seems to think because of my heritage I should not have used that word. I... don't know.

And now, back to work. There are not enough words to convey how incredibly happy I am that tomorrow is Friday. Cue the celebrations people, seriously. I can not wait for the weekend.
peridot_lines: (NC - Sunglasses)
Making iced coffee (mocha!) this morning! OMG, it is too hot for freshly brewed coffee, so I actually displayed forethought last night and made a whole pot so I will have cold coffee and coffee cubes stocked up for the rest of the week.

This dorothysnarker post. I have been asking myself this question as I re-watch Buffy, and the amount of Twilight obsession at work is KILLING me. Buffy slays Twilight, just so everyone knows my opinion on the subject, and I actually commented to the post, which is kind of a first for me as a lurker on the blog.

Also, thank you for all of the agreement and understanding with my femslash/fandom post last week. It got some really great comments (read them!), and I'm glad to see I'm not the only person who feels this way. In a complete deviation from my usual way of doing things, I'm wondering if there is any way to do something so people would snap out of the hum-drum mediocrity and actually start to care about what they're creating. Anyone have any ideas for what could be done? I'm tired of complaining about this constantly, there has to be something that I can do other than sitting on the fandom porch and grouching about "kids theses days" or whatever.

I really wish I was still writing fic. I'm writing lj posts, and doing morning pages (when I remember) and yet I can't do fic or even original work. The trouble is, I'm not really heavily invested in any ship or show at the moment, or the ones I am interested in are all dead and gone with a fandom that I'm not even remotely involved in to begin with. I miss the high of posting fic, of putting something of myself into a piece of work and seeing whatever response it might get. It's that part of fandom that I enjoyed interacting with the most.
peridot_lines: (Daria - Quinn "out of place")
So, this weekend was my best friend from high school's wedding. I went, and then immediately came to understand several things:

  1. I finally understand why it's a big deal to go WITH someone you know to a wedding filled with people you don't really know at all.

  2. I... suck in any and all social situations, to the point where I make it awkward for me and for other people as well, just because I can't make conversation.

  3. In some way, when I introduce myself I am completely unmemorable, which leads to awkward moments in conversation where people tell me they have forgotten my name, when I told it to them five minutes before. (This also explains why I told people repeatedly at work during that first week that it was okay to call me "Kate" and yet everyone calls me "Kathryn" now, with the random person who thinks my name is Kathy. *sigh*


Outside of these somewhat craptastic things, it was a beautiful ceremony, my friend looked lovely and happy and her husband seemed like a really sweet guy when she introduced us after the ceremony. I'm glad I was there to see it, and congratulate her and all of that stuff. It's most likely the only high school classmate's wedding I will be attending, considering my loner status. Plus, she's still an important friend to me, even if we haven't done the most fantastic job of keeping in touch.

That wasn't the only major thing of the weekend, surprisingly enough. I went fishing with my dad and realized I'm incredibly out of practice, which it kills me to admit. I broke two lines trying to land fish, and ended up catching an incredibly small perch and a snakey northern pike while my dad hauled in a beautiful walleye and some nice sized perch, which are kind of random for our lake. I still had fun though, got a nice sunburn, and just relaxed. I love being on the lake, seeing all of the ducks and checking out the turtles sunning themselves on lily pads and dead-heads. Plus, the loons. I LOVE the loons. They just sound awesome, although somewhat spooky in the middle of the night, during the day, it's just cool to listen to them. I'm realizing now, living in the suburbs that I'm actually a nature person, it's something I enjoy admiring and being a part of, especially in the summer, when it's being nice.

Church stuff )

And now, to get to unpacking and trying to pay Moxie back for abandoning her this weekend. It's been pretty much non-stop chatter since I walked in the door. *sigh*

Aha!

Jun. 18th, 2009 03:33 pm
peridot_lines: (NC - Sunglasses)
I keep wanting to make a post and constructing these random things and then completely scrapping them because they're not the right words, or it's not the right post. And then... today, it becomes clear to me. It's not that they aren't right, it's that they aren't safe.

See, the problem is, I've had a lot on my mind lately, especially when it comes to where I stand online. Fandom isn't the same world it was when I walked into it around three years ago, and it bothers me. I don't know if I just didn't see it before, but I'm getting the sense that people think it's more about them than anyone else. People don't post fanfiction because they love a ship or a show, they post it because they want comments, no matter how bad the fic might be. And if you attempt to point out a flaw, it's immediately considered a flame. When did a minor suggestion for improvement become a flame? When did mediocrity suddenly become the standard?

I saw all of this going on before I really started pulling back from GSR and CSI, and I thought for a while there, maybe I wasn't going to see it in femslash. Then, my rose-colored glasses failed, and suddenly the same practices were there, only a million times more prevalent. I keep hoping and praying [livejournal.com profile] passion_perfect will pick up some more moderators or go on moderated posting, and yet... no. People slap-dash a fic post together, mangle the hell out of a cut, ignore the rules, and then just let it sit there when five people ask them to please fix their cut, or even ADD a cut.

It frustrates me to no end when I see these posts anywhere, but even more so with femslash. Right now, it's doing nothing for it's name, nothing. The International Day of Femslash isn't serving the purpose they want it to. It's not going to flood all fandom venues with femslash, it's going to flood all femslash venues with femslash. How is that spreading the "word of femslash" to anyone else? Please, enlighten me.

So, no more being safe for me. I know there's a right time and a right place for words, and I always try to choose mine carefully. But right now, these words have been stewing for a while, and they need to be said. So, I'm saying them. The end.
peridot_lines: (Red Sox - DP Dunks)
Is this icon not awesome? I'm 99% sure I know what it's from, mostly because there are these random Dunks ads that play when I listen to the game, with Pedrioa battling Goliath. I just look at it and giggle, because I really am that lame.

I really would love to make some deep, introspective post right now, but I'm stuck in this horrible rut of over-sharing that I really, really don't want to get into here right now. Work is work, life is life, and I'm trying my best to get through it.

To sum things up, life over the past week and a half has included a lot of work, a lot of driving, and a lot of work.

Work and Life )

Funny Cat Story )

Plans for this weekend include a lot of reading, setting up a comm for the first time on lj, and going shopping for something to wear to my friends' wedding next weekend. The last thing will probably be the most difficult part of my weekend, mostly because the weather here is all over the place and I can only imagine what it will be like in Blackduck. People who think they can predict the weather are insane, seriously.

I also can not stop listening to Passion Pit.
peridot_lines: (Default)
[personal profile] marcasite was kind enough to share an invite code with me, so I'm finally getting around to checking out Dreamwidth. Seems like a pretty good backup for lj, should the need ever arise. Plus, it's not blocked at work (yet), which is a pretty sweet deal as well.

You can find me over there under the same name. I tried to search back and see who else on my f-list was over there, but I could only go back so far on the friends page, and I couldn't remember everyone. So, if you want to add me to your circle or whatever, add away.

I'm thinking I will try out crossposting a little bit and all that jazz. (Consider this post a test).

Weekend festivities )
peridot_lines: (Sara Sofia)
Title: Touch
Pairing: Sara/Sofia
Prompt: Hot to Trot
Spoilers: Right now, neither of these characters is even on the show, so there shouldn't be any surprises here.
Rating: Adult/NC-17
Word Count: 3,491
A/N: Written for the [livejournal.com profile] geekfiction Smutathon. Thank you to [livejournal.com profile] d_dangerlove for all of the hand-holding and encouragement on this, you are a wonderful friend and beta. *hugs* I did actually use my prompt in here, which is a first. Just try not to laugh when you see it.

Touch Me )
peridot_lines: (NC - Sunglasses)
Title: Sweat and Silk
Author: [livejournal.com profile] peridotlines
Fandom: CSI
Pairing: Sara/Sofia
Rating: M
Beta(s): Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] princessklutz04 & [livejournal.com profile] ardvari for the preliminary read through. And a big thanks to [livejournal.com profile] d_dangerlove for performing the services of master beta.
Author's Note: This was a birthday fic for [livejournal.com profile] velocityofsound. She gave me the ok to share it, so... here it is.


Sweat and Silk )
peridot_lines: (Sara Sofia ?)
Title: Mistletoe Mojo
Show: CSI: Las Vegas
Pairing: Sara/Sofia
Rating: Teen, just to be safe.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters or anything to do with CSI, I have made no profit from writing this fic.
Spoilers: None, but lets say this takes place some time during Season 5 or 6
Author's Note: Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] ardvari for the beta work! Any mistakes from here on in are my own. This was written for the FemSlash Advent calendar through [livejournal.com profile] dogged_by_muses/Shatterstorm Prod.. It's pretty much fluff, which appears to be the only kind of fic I can write for Christmas.

Mistletoe Mojo )
peridot_lines: (X-mas - Stockings)
Title: Trimming Tangle
Author: viggygirl
Pairing: Grissom/Sara
Rating: PG (probably more like G...)
Summary: Grissom and Sara, decorating on their first Christmas together.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, I'd like to put them on my Christmas list though.
Author's Note: This ficlet is high-octane FLUFF. Fluff to the fluffiest degree. It's written for [livejournal.com profile] wallflowered, who requested funny, festive fanfic for her Secret Santa gift at [livejournal.com profile] bestkeptprivate. I can't promise it's funny, but hopefully it's festive enough, Merry Christmas! And thank you to [livejournal.com profile] ardvari and [livejournal.com profile] princessklutz04 for the lovely beta work. I don't know what I would do without you two. :) Any mistakes are my own fault.

Happy Holidays!!! )
peridot_lines: (Sara Sofia ?)
Title: Breathe Me
Character/Pairing: Sara/Sofia, Sara's POV
Word count: 4122
Rating: It's an R.
Disclaimer: They aren't mine.
Spoilers: Nothing past Season 5
A/N: So, thank you to [livejournal.com profile] princessklutz04 for the beta, and Happy Birthday [livejournal.com profile] scullyseviltwin, I hope you have an awesome day, even if I give you something a little angsty for your birthday!

I'm pretty sure she's going to hate me in the morning... )
peridot_lines: (GSR - IE)
Title: A Whisper of Doubt
Author: [livejournal.com profile] viggygirl
Format: Drabble (MS Word says 100 words, Google documents says 101)
Rating: G
Pairing: Grissom/Sara
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, and I only wish I could make money from what I write about them.
Spoilers: None... unless you didn't know GSR is canon.
Author's Note: This was something that just kind of spilled on to the page after I saw the prompt (Credit Card)at [livejournal.com profile] gsrdrabbles. A quick thanks to the uber beta [livejournal.com profile] princessklutz04. It's been a while since I've written drabbles, but I'm hoping to get back into the habit. :)


( Follow the Fake Cut )
peridot_lines: (GSR - a little more)
Title: Becoming Real
Author: [livejournal.com profile] viggygirl
Rating: Teen
Character(s)/Pairing(s): GSR
Prompt: Jack Kerouac
Spoilers: Anything up to the end of Season 7, but mostly Living Doll.
Disclaimer: I don't own... much of anything at this point, and especially not CSI or it's characters.
Author's Notes: Thank you to my betas [livejournal.com profile] jenbachand and [livejournal.com profile] princessklutz04 your assistance is invaluable to me! *hugs* This is entirely from Sara's POV, so brace yourself for a little torture. Follow the fake cut below...

( I feel every heartbeat, every breath. )
peridot_lines: (GSR - breathe)
TITLE: The Breathings of Your Heart
AUTHOR: [livejournal.com profile] viggygirl
FANDOM & PAIRING: CSI Grissom/Sara
RATING: R
WORD COUNT: 1,618
PROMPT: Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. William Wordsworth
SUMMARY: An attempt to respond to Grissom's letter gives Sara some interesting results.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, I'm just taking them out for a little spin.
NOTES: This is sort of a mid-ep/post-ep for 722. It ranges from fluff, to angst-lite, to smut. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] princessklutz04 for the beta, as well as consoling me when LJ decided to completely mess with my head. :) Also, my profound apologies to my F-list for having to deal with this thing when it was un-cut and incredibly long. Apparently LJ likes to punish those who try to work past it's snafus.


I'm finally posting! Yay! )

Fiction

Apr. 23rd, 2007 01:37 am
peridot_lines: (TS Eliot - Coffee spoons)
Title: Stationary Considerations
Rating: Teen (??)
Word Count: Microsoft Word puts it at 5,368.
A/N: Since this is posted on my own LJ I have no qualms about leaving a 5 minute speech as my author's note. Don't worry I won't do that. I've been working on this story for over a month now, and let me just say it's been one of the most arduous tasks I've ever undertaken, at least when it comes to writing. It's about twice as long as most of the other stories in the class and at this point, the professor would probably say it's unfinished. However, I can no longer bear to look at it, and I'm turning it in, in under 8 hours. A thank you to [livejournal.com profile] mingsmommy for working with me on this in it's preliminary stages. You helped me get it into a format I could work with and I really appreciate that. Also, to [livejournal.com profile] cutting_rm_flr who put up with all of my random questions and pestering about this story. You've been an invaluable asset in this process, and definitely helped me along the way. Finally, what I have here hasn't been betaed, but it's not FAR from what I've been turning into the class over the past 9 days or whatever. So, any mistakes are mine, and hopefully Snyder won't kill me for it.

Also (I know, this is getting way longer than I expected...) this story was inspired by a Jack Vettriano Painting, A Brave New World (study). I'm debating whether or not I should post this at [livejournal.com profile] sexy_art considering this probably isn't what they have in mind, but I thought you all should get a look at the picture before you start reading, just so you know what I had in mind. I hope this doesn't suck, but if you read it (whether you enjoy it or not) would you please leave a review. I'm not 100% familiar with the location, and so if I flubbed stuff up with the Britishism I apologize. Snyder was on my back to make it more British, and I just hope it doesn't fall flat in that respect. If it's particularly scathing, you can email me at viggygirl@gmail.com. My f-list is filled with people whose opinions I highly value, and I would really appreciate your input here as well. Thank you. Now, on with the story.

Stationary Considerations )

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