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April 1st, 2014

Re: the *shudder* new TMNT movie.

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I'm almost fascinated by the whole thing, as one would be fascinated by a train coming into the station far too fast and already on fire. I mean, just so many poor decisions, one after the other, it's almost awe-inspiring. The Shredder being played by a white guy*, the mangled backstory, the (ohgod) faces. How can so much Wrong be packed into one project?

You know who I feel the most sorry for? Megan Fox. After her involvement with the Transformers franchise and the inglorious exit therefrom (and don't think that throwaway 'Yeah, she was a bitch' line in DotM didn't make me want to strangle Bay and Shia with each other's intestines), here she is in the middle of another geek property that's going horribly wrong. Which means she's about to get hit with a whole new generation of angry fanboys typing out their screeds accusing her of somehow ruining their childhood with one hand while jerking off to her picture with the other. The poor girl.

I sincerely hope that her next geek/scifi project is with a competent development team. And when we get a Power Rangers movie in a few years (you KNOW it's coming), she should definitely play Red.

*They're not even trying anymore, are they? They know everyone's expecting to see a Japanese guy in the role. They know they're going to get blowback for this. The only possible reason for this choice is 'we're racist, and we think you are too.' Fuck you too, guys.

June 29th, 2012

My feels, let me show you them.

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Here's why I think the Affordable Care Act is a good thing.

Further explanation and ranting under cut. )

*deep breath* *calming manatee*

In completely unrelated news, I'm finally caught back up with TF:Prime. ALL THE BULKHEAD-AND-MIKO-RELATED FEELS

April 7th, 2012

This is why I can't have nice things.

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Technology and me aren't getting along lately.

I finally got off my ass and asked for a cable box for my room. The first issue with that is that my roommate had to drill a hole in my wall to get the cable in. -_- But after that was done the cable box still wouldn't activate. I'm going to have to call tech support (like a mf'ing grownup!) tomorrow. Too worn out and grumpy to deal with it today.

And I also got my new tablet today, and.... typically, it won't charge. *throws up hands* I got it refurbished off Amazon, so I don't know what my options are as far as getting it repaired or something. If I just dropped over $500 on a paperweight I'm going to ragequit life.

*sobs quietly*

December 7th, 2011

RAGEQUIT.

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First I lose my keys. Twice in two days. Made me late for work both times. And I still haven't found them this time.

Then I lose Sephiroth's sword.

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH MY STUPID BRAIN OMG I HATE ME.

Edit: Keys found. Seph's sword still MIA.

November 16th, 2011

This is why I prefer animals to people.

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Posting this to no real purpose aside from venting. Warnings for animal abuse, graphic wound description, and May Make You Hate Humanity.

This is about as bad as it gets. )

October 20th, 2011

Aaaaaargh.

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Housemate keeps leaving the bathroom door open. There are two highly curious dogs in the house. This morning there are shreds of feminine hygiene product all over the floor.

SOMEONE CALL SHERLOCK HOLMES, I CANNOT FIGURE OUT THESE CLUES.

March 25th, 2011

Completely unrelated to Pokemon, thank whoever.

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Also: screw you, printer. Your label says "for best results, use Epson ink." It should say "Only use Epson ink because any other brand of ink cartridge won't bloody fit." "For best results" is something that gets put on the back of shampoo bottles to try to get you to buy the matching conditioner.

Printer ink is too damn expensive for these kind of games.

February 23rd, 2011

AUGH.

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How... in the hell... does one write not one, but two Rube Goldberg devices without resorting to a pages-long run-on sentence?

I just keep talking in one long incredibly unbroken sentence...

November 16th, 2010

I did want something to change.

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So, I'm going to be going full time at the animal hospital as an assistant (read: animal nurse, not just slinging poo anymore!) starting more or less tomorrow. I'm... kind of having mixed feelings about this.

...actually, no. That's a lie. I'm terrified. I'm scared I'll commit some spectacular fuckup that will result in the maiming or death of one of the animals, or just plain won't be able to handle the extra hours or responsibilities. The only reason I'm going ahead with this is because I'm even more afraid of being stuck where I am for the rest of my life. So, damn the torpedoes. Or something like that.

It's not what I want. But focusing on what I want hasn't gotten me anywhere, so I'm going to see what happens when I focus on what I need.

November 4th, 2010

Oh, what is this fuckery.

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Wanna get pissed off? Read all about dA maintainers being proudly transphobic and treating a non-gender-binary person with egregious disrespect.

Ranting, behind a cut. )

So, yes. Looking for another art site. I'm trying Artician, but it's kind of glitchy.

October 6th, 2010

Needed: one long shower.

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Dear small geriatric dogs,

I feel so sorry for you. Your owners keep making excuses why they can't do the things necessary to take care of you, and you deserve better than that. ...That being said, I hate handling you. You're gross. *washes uniform and scrubs hands frantically to get rid of the smell*

Love from a distance,
Moogle

(Yep, I got to help in the exam room today. Still a fun job, despite the occasional walking crudball.)

September 14th, 2010

God, self, you don't need any more addictions.

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Well, I've committed Jewelry. Two big pendant necklaces. With jump rings and chain and everything. I used to just string the beads, tie a knot and call it a day! What the hell is wrong with me?

(No, no pictures. For one thing, they're not done yet. I have to shorten one of them and put beads on the other. With actual head pins. I may be going insane.)

I really, really, really didn't need yet another money sink, you guys. 'Cause with making jewelry, you see, it's not just the beads and shiny pendants. You have to have all the teeny little fiddly things that holds all those shiny things together. And it never seems like much at first, but you keep sticking little thing after little thing in your bag and before you know it you've got to take out a second loan. But there's a lot of instant gratification when you put all the fiddly things together and it turns into a USO (Unbelievably Shiny Object).

So not neglecting my crochet for this. Or my ficcing. I'm slogging through the Climactic Battle scene in my Mythbusters crossover and I will get it done by this weekend if it kills me, dammit.

August 10th, 2010

Dear extreme-right-wing nutjobs.

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I've been hearing a lot of noise lately about how those who oppose you are not Real Americans. Cut for people who are sick of reading about politics - believe me, I do not blame you. )

And no, you can't see my birth certificate.

(This isn't aimed at anyone on my flist, in case you were wondering.)

July 17th, 2010

This has actually been building for a while.

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Guys.

Guys.

I don't understand why this is so hard.

Okay, so, Ke$ha. Can't stand her. I mean, tooth-grinding, skin-crawling, turn-off-the-radio-rather-than-listen-to-her loathing. There's not many artists - indeed not many things - I can say that about, but she definitely qualifies. She, as the poets say, grinds my gears.

This being true, what would I do if I were to meet someone who actually likes her music? Or if one of you, my dear flist, were to come forward and say, "I have a confession to make: I am Ke$ha's Bigge$t Fan." Confronted with such a direct threat to my way of life, stability of mind, and the cheap supply of oil, how would I be compelled to respond?

Simple. I wouldn't.

In the course of your life - unless you go to truly heroic lengths - you will come across people who like things you don't, believe things you don't, and do things you wouldn't. You may be perturbed, confused, annoyed, even pearl-clutchingly offended. Understand that I am not condemning or judging you for those feelings. Feel what you feel, but realize that a) unless they're causing real harm to real people, what people like/believe/do is their business alone, and b) how you react is your business alone. If you act like a jerk, it doesn't matter what you're being a jerk about - you're still acting like a jerk. It is not wrong of me to dislike Ke$ha and to think she is symptomatic of a deep sickness in our society; it would be wrong of me to accuse anyone who can stand her of being drug-addicted whores. Just for example.

This goes double for fandom, obviously (I'm sorry, your pet ship or anti-ship is not filed under Srs Bzns, would you like to look under Hobbies?), but it can be applied to many, many things. You say you go to a psychic twice a week? I wish you all joy. You have a fetish for doing Biblically unsanctioned things to cucumbers? As long as the cucumber is a consenting adult, have fun. You have political views that do not jive with mine? Great, let's have a debate with stuffed animals sometime. You believe in a god I've never heard of and regularly sacrifice copies of The Watchtower to her? Put in a good word for me, just in case.

But I really don't Get wasting good outrage on these things. You're not making the world a better place by acting like you're morally superior to someone else. Quite the opposite in some cases. Why not save it for something that matters?


I'm Just Sayin' (TM).

June 19th, 2010

I knew I'd do something like this.

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So you know what I forgot to put on my stupid Galvatron costume?

A DECEPTICON SYMBOL, THAT'S WHAT.

*screams into pillow*

I'll just have to draw it on with a paint pen when I get there, I guess. ...dammit, now I need a paint pen. *adds it to List*

January 14th, 2010

Rrrgh.

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I've finally got the next three Kingdom Hearts: Metal Heart pages drawn out, and my scanner won't talk to my Mac. Software issues, according to the Tech Support Guy on the other end of the email; the necessary driver hasn't been written for Mac yet. Could take 'several weeks.'

Rrrrrgh.

In other design news, my aunt's sent me a job listing. The only real problem: it's located in Illinois, specifically the town where my neurotic granny lives. I don't wanna live there. ...But the way things are now, to hell with what I want.

September 23rd, 2009

Agh. *clutches head*

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It's no secret that the video game industry is heavily skewed towards Those With Peens. Men are the main characters in the vast majority of games; when women show up, they are inevitably the Damsel in Distress, the Girlfriend, the White Mage, the Object at the end of the level, the support and foil for the male lead.* Sometimes I lie awake at night, languishing for want of a Strong Female Role Model and wishing to high heaven that the video game industry would just try making a female lead once in a while.

...And then I find stuff like this, and wish they'd just go back to making prettyboy male leads. -_-

*I know there are exceptions, but anyone holding up Lara Croft as a shining example of feminine empowerment will be kicked in the polygons.

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. -_-

July 19th, 2009

Foo! >(

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I got a FireRed game. Put it in my DS and played it, then switched to Diamond for a bit. When I went back to FR, my save file had been deleted. This happened twice. And apparently this is a pretty common problem. No Bulbasaur in Diamond for me. Foo! *sulks*

April 12th, 2009

Have we all heard about the Internet's latest fail saga?

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Just in case somebody hasn't: Amazon.com is stripping sales rankings from gay and lesbian novels, romance, YA and nonfiction - thus making them impossible to find in searches and best-seller lists. Supposedly it's a measure they take with all 'adult' material, but explicit het publications have escaped the purge while anything with a homosexual bent is Presumed Porn. Shame, Amazon. Shame shame shame.

And because the Internet's greatest tool of revenge is Googlebombing: Amazon Rank

And to think I thought you were such a wonderful place to get cheap video games. I guess it's back to rummaging through the used-games section at GameStop for me.

In other news, I was out today and saw my first Canada goose of spring. He was waddling along in the middle of an intersection like he owned the joint - and hell if the rest of us in our big scary cars didn't suck it up and drive around him. For all our civilization, guys, we are still nature's bitches. XD

(Incidentally, this was right after I realized it was Easter, thanks to a big sign in the window at Target saying 'o hay closed for Easter.' WTF, self, you used to go to church.)

And lastly, because big cats are awesome:

Quizthing! )
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