Sunday, January 10, 2016

Book-out post outpost // #CAPSPOST // Of Orcs and Nazis

Hello, you all remember my robot wife, waifu-bot-chan

Me too, mon petit chou-fleur~

Basic decorum thus observed, I declare this party started.


Earlier this evening I When I started writing this post I had consumed a microwaved chocolate cake which had taken form within the likeness of an elder god and which contained potent magics. Don't blame me if shit gets weird.


Seriously, I can't believe I haven't mentioned it on here before; it's a fantastic story and the characters are so heartfelt and look it's great okayyyy

HEY SOMETIMES WORK GETS REALLY META


THIS BABY IS HAVING A GREAT TIME

NOT ME BRO

WHOA DAMN DUDE


Ok, yeah, this party got weird

More book stuff?!?!?!


MORE COMICS BOOKS

Descender
Aliens! Robots! Robot genocide?! A boy robot and his dog bot and ancient robot space technology, in space! With aliens!
  • Awesome art!
  • Telsa's hairrrr
  • That robot scientist guy is a huge dumbass though, goddamn.

Rumble
Two mortals dragged into a godfight with a scarecrow who has a sword. I liked this one a lot! The dudes are a little tropey maybe but I dig Rathraq so far. Dat swoooord! Possibly my favorite of the three?
  • Awesome art!
  • MISTER BILDAD
  • Bonus points for SASS
  • AND FRIENDSHIP
  • *makes swooshy sword noises*
  • *accompanying hand gestures*

Injection
I didn't read all of Transmetropolitan, but this comic reminds me more of (what I have read of) The Invisibles...plus some Constantine, maybe? A crew with various skills is assembled and something about un-stagnating the future, which they do via SOMETHIN BAD with some wild techno-magic biz. They hacked up some dark magics? They injected a spell into some code and summoned something into an AI which broke reality in order to shake up the future. Man, just go with it. It's later now, the team broke up, and things bad! Evil spriggans? Maaaagiiiicccc swoooords?
  • Awesome art!
  • Maria Kilbride!
  • *quietly makes swooshy sword noises*

OK
ARE YOU READY

NO PROBABLY NOT; I WASN'T


I'm not sure where to begin.
I saw this at work and snapped a picture, but Luke remembered hearing about it on Harmontown -- apparently this book contributed to D&D being misinterpreted as "satanic." So uh of course I checked that shit out. I haven't finished it yet, but here are some highlights
  • This man thinks he is Hardboiled Detective af
  • Look at this omfg
  • A bulletin board full of pushpins is A MYSTERIOUS PUZZLE
  • Almost lets himself get run over by a train
  • Pays a guy $50 to run him a D&D game
  • (it is hilarious)
  • FOR EXAMPLE (emphasis mine):
[when captured by orcs] "...Bound up by characters who give new definition to the word ugly and whose intentions make those of the Nazis seem pure in comparison..."
  • Basically falls asleep afterwards (because Hardboiled Detectives™ know that not sleeping helps keep you sharp or something)
  • The kid they're looking for was cooking dreeeegs but D&D is the real monster here ok
We flipped through some later parts and it looks like there are some real gems in here, like this one, which I found again just for you, Internet:
" [A different (gay) PI Hardboiled is considering bringing aboard] ...'I think I have to go deeper underground, to places where you would never pass muster. Bathhouses, for instance. They make you prove you're gay before they let you in.'
'Prove it?'
'Usually a tryst with the manager.'
'No thanks.' "
Oh the eighties, when clubs really made you prove how gay you wait what
Or what about (again, emphasis mine):
"...Searching for an activity that permitted him to escape from an existence he found increasingly unbearable was as inevitable for him as looking for water would be for a man dying of thirst. Predictably, once he found a way out, however temporary, he would want and need more of his "fix," like a junkie craves the needle, until the game was using him, not the other, healthy way around. At this moment he might be playing out the ultimate Dungeons & Dragons game, and that was frightening."
Ok, he has a website, and I'm dying.

That post got long, but I think we all learned some important things, like about how orcs are worse than Nazis.
In conclusion, please pause for a moment to appreciate the following very handsome gentleman:

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Holidaze // Anime Time: The Weabooening

Ahoy, fronds; it's been a time.
Made it through the hoolidays technically, but things haven't slowed down much -- Christmas was tricky, but New Year's was quite nice. Today's been pretty good too, except I'm behind on a few things, but at this point that's my own fault. I'M FUCKING GOING TO SC IN MARCH. They played Willy Beamish on the SGF stream tonight?!?! What the fuck is even happening.


Is this the real life?


I started medication a week and a half ago; I think it's been helping but I can't always tell how much. Sometimes I feel kind of "evened out," and that feels nice, but it hasn't helped (and may not be able to) with the jaw stuff, which tends to lead to headaches -- actually, one of the first nights I think it might have kicked me into a (really) bad migraine, but luckily that hasn't happened again.

Maybe the medication's been helping more than I'm giving it credit for; I think today in particular has just been a little off -- and if that's the case then I just need a little time to shake it off.
On to lighter things!


I got some sick-ass Christmas biz:


As did my Coven Sistress because look at this fucking cat breads

Also:

  1. This bread is called "anpan"
  2. Cat sound = "nyan"
  3. So obv. this is Nyanpan and it is the fucking cutest and best thing in the galaxy


* * * Book Intermission! * * *



Hey, this was good! I have more of a book post in the works, and among its treasures it includes some serious what-the-fuck! Intermission complete! \o/

Ok time for this!


* * * TIME FOR WEABOO SHAME * * *







MANDATORY SHAME RITUAL COMPLETE NOW LOOK AT THIS ANIMES

Uh yeah

Shirobako has kind of a goofy premise if you read the description (Five school friends in the animation club, and "...After they graduated they still pursued animation and swore on some donuts that they would make another anime together.") and yes, the donuts thing is cheesy af...but I like the realism it goes for with regard to representing a wee little studio in the animation industry, and I like the characters. It's fun :3







I also signed up for a premium Crunchyroll trial, so BACK TO ARAKAWA, the best story about a guy falling in a river.






Yes.

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

You call it chivalry / never pull a punch for free // Literarily just a swarm of B's




* * * B-B-B-BOOK TIME BABY * * *



Me: Regular access to a library, ehhhh?
Me: *slowly buries self in a cumulative avalanche of books and media*




Me: This is my nest, I live here now.





Talk nonsense, but












! SO GOOD !

* * * Quotes! (Emphasis mine) * * *
"Women's liberation has often been portrayed as a movement intent on encroaching upon or taking power and privilege away from men, as though in some dismal zero-sum game, only one gender at a time could be free and powerful. But we are free together or slaves together."
* * *
"She [Susan Sontag] was making the case that we should resist on principle, even though it might be futile. I had just begun trying to make the case for hope in writing, and I argued that you don't know if your actions are futile; that you don't have the memory of the future; that the future is indeed dark, which is the best thing it could be; and that, in the end, we always act in the dark. The effects of your actions may unfold in ways you cannot foresee or even imagine."
 * * *
"The worst criticism seeks to have the last word and leave the rest of us in silence; the best opens up an exchange that need never end"
* * *
"It takes time. There are milestones, but so many people are traveling along that road at their own pace, and some come along later, and others are trying to stop everyone who's moving forward, and a few are marching backward or are confused about what direction they should go in. Even in our own lives we regress, fail, continue, try again, get lost, and sometimes make a great leap, find what we didn't know we were looking for, and yet continue to contain contradictions for generations."
* * *
"Women are an eternal subject, which is a lot like being subjected, or subjugated, or a subject nation, even. There are comparatively few articles about  whether men are happy or why their marriages also fail or how nice or not their bodies are, even the movie-star bodies. They are the gender that commits the great majority of crime, particularly violent crime, and they are the majority of suicides as well. American men are falling behind women in attending college, and have fallen farther in the current economic depression than women, which you'd think would make them interesting subjects of inquiry.

I think the future of something we may no longer call feminism must include a deeper inquiry into men. Feminism sought and seeks to change the whole human world; many men are on board with the project, but how it benefits men, and in what ways the status quo damages men as well, could bear far more thought. As could an inquiry into the men perpetrating most of the violence, the threats, the hatred--the riot squad of the volunteer police force--and the culture that encourages them. Or perhaps this inquiry has begun." 

* * *




* * * ( Non-book junk ) * * *

I don't know what the deal is. Had a rough few days with some ~BIG STUFF~ going down, and got kind of knocked on my ass by all that. I'm going to buckle down on not drinking again -- it always leaves me worse off, even if it seems alright for the most part. Sunday was a mixed bag; almost didn't make it to work (but did) and then was panicking about a big conversation with my folks (which went well overall but still left me pretty burnt out, as did the visit with my grandparents -- a similar mix of good+stressful).
In retrospect I shouldn't have piled allllll that stuff on to my brain the evening before something ELSE I was incredibly nervous about, namely my appointment to see about potential medication. That... was kind of awful. I was already a bit of a wreck that morning (still had a hard time making it into work, very much over-worrying about logistics, etc), and I don't know if I would have followed through if I hadn't had a friend there for backup. Reading up on the medications I'm optimistic about trying them, but I... was just incredibly uncomfortable at that clinic and really, really don't want to go back. I'm going to talk to my therapist on Friday and see if we can figure something else out, but...man, fuck that noise.
Today's off to a better start (and MUCH better mood/outlook-wise) but overall I just feel emotionally exhausted -- hopeful, but also like I could sleep like a brick for a week.



tend to wonder why



Tuesday, December 8, 2015

With the darkness descending, our destiny's bending -- to forces we can't understand // Cthulhu liiiives

iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIT'S THAT TIME OF THE YEAR AGAIN YOU KNOW THE ONE OK

YEP


YEPPP. Also please enjoy your mandatory FISHMENS, citizen:

10 out of 10 magpie librarbians support fishmens Yaya ok


ALSO THIS

Yeah, I love HPLHS and yeah you should too.


This has been: a time of the year
With: me


***EDIT***
Man, I started watching a movie but it was ~~¡¡¡WAAYYYYY!!! TOO INTENSE~~ for yon present eventide -- but it's an intense movie in general so that probably should have been obvious to my dumb face yes I make bad choices ok.




Ok, not that bad, fuuuck

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

They broke the walls we guarded (but we don't care about it)

O hoi dere.
Stuff's been...better this week, I think. I got to back somebody else up a bit and that was a nice feeling. At the end of work today I started to get a little melancholy-ed out, but I also got some art stuff done today, and some snuggles -- so that was nice. I'm due for some sleep, but I'm planning to work a little before I fall over (not too long, though, since I have a pretty full day tomorrow). Also, Thursday I'm going in for a screening regarding trying out some medication to balance out my head biz and I am nervous as balllllllllllllllllllls.







Monday, November 23, 2015

You feel...something // She looks like a ball



I made this on Saturday because it kept popping into my head and it pleased me -- but out of everyone I've shown so far I think I'm probably the one who is most amused by it.



Sunday I spent curled up in a blank, shaky ball in a corner of my room and it was awful and everything is still kind of awful. I feel like I managed maybe an hour and a half of stability (off and on) and somewhere in there I managed to email my therapist, who gave me some phone numbers that I haven't managed to call yet. Everything feels like a huuuuge ordeal and really blank and distant at the same time. I feel like a piece of styrofoam that's trying to act like a human being.

I'm trying to eat some food? I'm also trying to work up the nerve to go into work but it's kind of freaking me out and I just want to curl up in the corner and hug my squid some more. I like my job, and last week was going just peachy (lots of getting out to nice times with friends, feeling fine and stable and productive); what the fuck is wrong with me?

Saturday, November 21, 2015

Fly away / fly away to what you want to make

Missed my self-imposed post deadline again. I keep having things 90% done but the tail end of the week always seems to get away from me. Blugh. :/
I've been up in my head a lot the past few days, trying to work some things out. I'm not sure where I'm at yet, and there are still a few things that I guess I'm still trying to avoid thinking about, too -- but procrastinating on that front translates into project time, so that might be an ok tradeoff for now? I guess we'll see. I might have a picture for you tomorrow, little bloglinnnnggggsss

/falls over






Oooh I'll be the one to break my
heart I'll be the one who'll break my
heart I'll be the one who'll break my
heart I'll end it though you started it

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

The feral dance of infinity // Are we dreaming are we dying

"So let's continue... who's the master here? How is it that this question of authority, power, and sovereignty can be said to have ruled the West? And why is it that desire is the aporia -- the little piece of puzzle that will never fit in the right place, and with, as both as event and motion, physical motion and transformation, a drive, a thirst -- all these names meaning something that cannot be grasped or ruled -- why are we always coming across it?"
It's really hard to know what you want without getting shoved around by your immediate culture. It's weird to think about how your brain constructs a self and how that self changes over time. Desire's weird because it can never sit still; get the thing you were after and you have to face the reality of it vs. whatever perception you'd conceived in your pursuit of the thing, and meanwhile desire's off and running again with some new problem, never contained. Consciousness is weird. Time is weird.

I know I've linked that video a bunch now, but
  • uh it's great ok
  • for a fun twist, throw this video on (quietly) at the same time why not





"...the dream covers Alice's high-wire reality (truth cannot be released directly, so it seems). Even if -- as Nietzsche's children -- we know there is no such thing as truth, we are still addicted to it.

So, arriving under the nose of little Alice -- our common name as children -- is a muttering rabbit, overtaken by the anxiousness of a rendezvous that he will miss should he not be running like mad to make it in time.
But shh! Here comes the sight of desire: a
shadowy,
muttering,
hurried
rabbit.
A running animal who compels us to run after it,
making ourselves immediately the follower of a follower -- hastily heading to reach a rendezvous we know nothing about, except that it will make Alice -- that is, us -- experience a crazy journey through time and space, friendship, emotions, absurd death sentences, foolish repetitions, growing too much, being too small, meeting crazy people who think they're perfectly normal -- that is,
life."



Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Sleepy much // Sun in the morning