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July 2nd, 2010

The universe saw I was getting a little too happy, so it smacked me down.

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Cut for angst/emo/self-loathing, More Of The Usual. Just skip straight to the meme, okay? )


April 1st, 2010

*saaaad face*

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Minor TMI. )

February 22nd, 2010

Welcome to Recriminationville, population me.

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All last year I was telling myself that all that was standing in my way was a lack of decent equipment. If I had a computer that could handle it, I told myself, I could get Flash, Photoshop, Illustrator, and make stuff. Become a freelance artist.

Well, I finally got my wish. And here I am, two months later, and all I've got is a 20%-done piece of half-assed fanart.

Part of it is that, uh, it's been a year and a half since I've used this stuff. But again, that could be fixed, if I could get up off my metaphorical ass. I could blame the depression, but that seems like a cop-out. I've had the depression for a long time now, and I've still written/drawn/made things in the past.

In the end, nothing's standing in my way but me. But that seems to be enough.

January 16th, 2010

Feel free to scroll down to the Galvatron/Roddy shenanigans.

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Just talking out my issues/options/etc. You've all heard this before. )

Now that that's over with, have some fic.
Untitled, Galvatron/Hot Rod, for porn_battle. [info]rosieknight kind of inspired it via this thread, and it'd probably be a good idea to read that first. (And yes, I'm totally answering my own prompts. It's not like anyone else was. Transformers fandom is sadly absent on IJ, which is probably why I still have an LJ.)
Untitled, Galvatron/Rodimus plus First Aid, nothing more destructive than talking. Because it occurs to me that most people don't check my DW on a regular basis, who might want to see this. ^_^;;;;

Also, please someone talk me out of making a Rodimus flash vid to 'Breaking the Habit.' Not only could I probably not handle the 'lol rodimus is suicidal emo lol' comments that would inevitably result from posting it on YouTube, my Flash skills are not that good.

December 12th, 2009

Hit the power button, erase all save data, and reload.

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Only I could turn a college acceptance letter into an occasion for angst.

November 12th, 2009

You can stand under my um-ber-ella, ella, ella...

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(It's cold and rainy over here, ugh. How's the weather where you are? If it's nice, can I come over?)

Today I did some paperwork for a local clinic (gotta get back on them mood-adjusting pills!), finished one of the springkink prompts I failed on last round, and skipped my workout because oh my sweet mercy everything hurts. Which is probably a positive sign (as I learned from elementary school on: if it's not painful and humiliating, it's not exercise), but all the same, I think I'll rest my weary old bones today.

We all hate it when chicks complain about their weight. )

November 2nd, 2009

Two years and $metric assload of debt, floating down shit creek...

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So, I emailed my former professors at OIP&T hoping to get a recommendation towards a brand-new college. The emails were returned as undeliverable. Went to the website to see what's up.

Turns out, the programs I graduated from? Don't exist anymore.

This is not a good sign.

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Screw you too, body. Screw you too.

October 26th, 2009

Quick, prompt me!

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Because I have got to break this writer's block before I go insane. And also because I am quite frankly sick to death of my own angst.

Porn prompts especially appreciated.

September 17th, 2009

Today is a do-over.

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Dropped my cell phone in the toilet. It's since fallen into a coma.

I'm going back to bed. -_-

September 10th, 2009

Grumpy, grumpy moogledragon.

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Why is it that I feel so irritated whenever Kaplan (the company that owns the college I graduated from) Career Services calls me going 'Hay, got a real job yet? :D?'

Grrrrrrrr. )

I wonder if I'd still be getting this crap if I'd actually graduated from UMBC. -_-

August 15th, 2009

*headdesk headdesk headdesk*

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So, my boss informs me that I won't be going full time at the animal hospital. Time to whore myself out at the retail job sites, I suppose. Since 'not a complete drooling troglodyte' seems to be my only meaningful job qualification.

In contrast, my mom lost her teaching position at her old school last week due to a lack of students to fill the seats. Two days later, she had two interviews and two job offers. I'm trying not to be jealous about this, because a) she's a county employee so they had to put her somewhere, and b) she's a teacher and therefore has some value to society.

July 11th, 2009


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I've forgotten how to wriiiiite. *whines*

April 14th, 2009

Wark wark kweh.

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Well, I didn't get bitten today. That's already an improvement over yesterday, but the day is still young.

(Not hard enough to leave marks, before anyone panics.)

I noticed the other day that the local Bookstore is hiring, and... gods help me, I must be desperate because I'm thinking about applying. Two jobs are enough that I could move out and support myself, right? Independence is a powerful lure! ...except, that would be it for my Internet life. No free time to chat with 'Boots of an afternoon, or write, or do silly memes. I'd be lucky if I found time to crochet or play video games. No more nap. I'm always so tired when I come home from my long day at my current job, and that's only once a week - if I have to do that every day I'd never have the energy for anything else.

I don't want to live like that, guys. Would it be worth it?

In other news, (lj)springkink is driving me crazy. So many addictive prompts! *whimper* ...see, this is why I need a sugar daddy/mama.

April 2nd, 2009

Why I will never have an autobiography: my story is so goddamn banal.

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Everybody had an unhappy childhood. )

But I had a brief nap today, and I'm feeling better about things. More or less.

I hope it's sunny on Saturday. I want to go to the Cherry Blossom festival then.

March 30th, 2009


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Bedbugs. Again.

This is after I got rid of my bedding, my mattress, and moved to another state. What do I need, an exorcism? GAH. *headdeskthud*

And this happens less than a week before a bunch of Relations is due to come over. Grandma was going to have my bed. I have no idea what we're going to do now.

*curls up and cries in sheer frustration*

March 17th, 2009

Well, it was nice to hope.

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So there was this one guy at that job fair I went to last week (thank you guys for cheering me up afterwards, by the way) who actually seemed interested when I told him I was a graphic designer. He was the editor for an advertising magazine, and made noises about doing layout and page design. I didn't say anything about it because I didn't want to get anyone's hopes up - least of all mine - but he emailed me a couple days later asking to set up a phone interview. "Tuesday?" says he. "Great, anytime after 7:30," says I.

...you all know where this is going, don't you?

Well, the appointed time has come and gone and here I sit, no better and no worse off than before, if rather disappointed. I'll probably call Editor Dude tomorrow just to make the rejection official if I can dredge up the courage; otherwise, it's back to plugging away at the job sites and dreaming vague dreams of supporting myself with porn.

March 9th, 2009

*whimpers and curls up under blankets*

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So there was a job fair in Crystal City today. (No, not that Crystal City.)

All was not sunshine and roses. )

*whimpers pathetically and flops in friendslist's lap* Someone write something for me? Cheer a moogle up? *saaaad eyes*

*....crawls off to doctor blisters*

January 21st, 2009

Is it still an emotional roller coaster if you're up and down at the same time?

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So, my first student loan bill came today. Without posting specifics of my financial situation on the Internet, let me say that the amount owed comes to Quite A Lot, but still not enough to make any sizeable dent in my overall Pile Of Debt.

I opened it and almost cried. I might still cry later on, when there's no chance of my parents catching me at it.

But, there was pie today, and no one can be uncheered by pie; even so, pie does not make debt go away. My sadness and terror has not decreased one jot. It's just accompanied by 'yay pie!'

So - these are what humans call 'emotions.' I'm not sure I approve.

December 9th, 2008


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Today two of the techs carried a dead dog in a plastic bag past me on a stretcher.
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