arionhunter: (Cat - Expectant)
( Feb. 2nd, 2011 12:01 pm)

Friday Night: I am going to suck, because you have come home with a 100° F fever and are now bedridden and hacking.
Me: Thanks, and fuck you.
Cat: *observes me prone in the bed* I want to be petted. Here, I will shove the furriest part of my body into your snotty nose and face.
Me: Feline, you are going to regret this in a couple minutes.
Minutes: We pass.
Me: *starts hacking and wheezing directly into feline fur*
Cat: *shocked and horrified, shoots off bed* Why, I never!
Me: Yeah, well I warned you.
Process: I repeat myself two more times. Cat begins to understand my workings the third time.


Tuesday Morning: Normally, I would suck because you're still kind of sick and wheezy, but I am also the start of a snow day, which is pretty awesome.
Me: *burrows deeper into covers, ignores world*
Cat: *saunters over* I request to be petted.
My Arm: I'm going to reluctantly snake out from under the covers because my owner inadvisably thinks you're kind of cute, half-heartedly rub you several times, then hide back under the covers.
Cat: Such petting will not suffice--I know when I am being placated. I shall flop on your face until I receive my due.
Me: Feline, we have been over--
Cat: I shall flop with the utmost dignity. *promptly flops down, misjudges available flopping space, and slides off bed*
Cat: Clearly, this means you are not worthy to pet me. *saunters off*


Tuesday Afternoon: Eh, I'm alright. There is hot cocoa and a blanket on the couch.
Me: *reads book for class*
Cat: You have the kneading blanket. I require it to knead on. Additionally, I require you to pay attention to me. *cautiously mounts my cramped stomach-to-knees space and begins kneading*
Me: This is unusual! You never want to sit on my lap. Is my snowbound existence softening your resistance? Does the kitty want pettings? Yes, the kitty does. (Ed. Note - Avery does in fact speak to The Feline in this manner. There may be a mildly embarrassing unintentional audio recording of him doing so.)
Cat: I require no more attention. *leaves stomach-to-knee area*
Me: Aww, why did the kitty leave?
Biological Processes: We announce it might be a good time to take a shit.
Me: *passes cat food bowl on the way to the bathroom, sees it is empty* Oh.
Cat: *walks past* Yeah, genius.


Wednesday Morning: Snow Day #2! And you have been productive!
Me: Fuck, I need to put my bills in the mail. And take out the trash. Fuck. It's cold outside. *beings dressing to leave apartment* Feline, it's cold outside! And I have to put my boots on! (Ed. Note - The Boots wish it be made known that being both steel-toed and waterproof, they are actually pretty cool.)
Cat: Yeah, and? *returns to licking self*
Me: But. Cold. 10° F!
Cat: *sleeping*
Me: ...appreciate the vote of confidence there.

However, I have not yet crafted clothing for The Feline, so I'll consider this an accomplishment.
As it is a chilly 57°F outside, I turned on the heater in the car - such temperatures in early October are alien to me. This conversation ensues:

My Brain: Christmas!
Me: No, it's not.
My Brain: But! Heater! Cold! Christmas!
Me: Stop. That.
My Brain: :(
Me: NO.
My Brain: But, but, but! Heater!
Me: I give up.
So, I'm buried under work at the moment and very distinctly regretting making my SOC class project examining transmen's video diaries, in part because I want to be more AMS 'fuzzy feelings' than the social sciences like, but mostly out of the sheer amount of soul-crushing uniformity of narrative that's used--*even when* the person identifies as genderqueer before starting medical transition. And I have to watch *hours* of narrative.

I think it'll still become my thesis topic because it's largely unplowed ground, and we need trans scholars documenting trans experience, but DEAR GOD. It's visibility (after all, it shaped how Degrassi writes Adam), sure. But it's a terribly false sense of visibility.

But I did manage to get a post out about my childhood treasury of queerkid books, which was nice.

Sadly, I'm still looking for a copy of Am I Blue?.
arionhunter: (Rachel Maddow - Drink)
( Jun. 21st, 2010 02:56 pm)
So, I'm alive. Kinda. I'm in slow-boil mode, trying not to (and of course failing) freak out about moving and grad school. The apartment is getting packed up around me, but it's just...hard.

I had hoped to get caught up on W and finish Shinkenger, but I've pretty much put off toku apparent reason. Instead, I've mostly been reading a lot of essay collections (Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs, Me of Little Faith, A Small Place), memoir (The Memoirs of a Beautiful Boy, What Would Barbra Do?), and journalistic nonfiction (Pitch Perfect, Rapture Ready, Shaken and Stirred), hanging out with folks before I move, and playing way too many Bioware Games. Huge timesinks that they are, I've marathoned Mass Effect 1/2 and am still fiddling around with my third Dragon Age character. I'm probably going to have Assassin's Creed II finished before I move, if only because it feeds my perfectionist leanings.

Political Nerdery )

Links I like:
- In Which I Crash a Tea Party
- The Ultimate Box Set, sadly illegal to sell in Alabama
- Teaching science in facepaint for awesome
- For the Uninformed: Why I will Never Buy an Apple Product
- "Everybody Loves a Lesbian" is good enough that I actually want to see at least an episode of BBC3's "Mongrels"
- King Cockfight - Covering Alabama politics at its finest
arionhunter: (Lucas Silveria - Stare)
( Dec. 10th, 2009 12:18 pm)
Depressing Fact: a large chunk of film criticism on trans men in film focuses on Boys Don't Cry. More Depressing Fact: I'm not sure which is worse for my mood, the film or the criticism.

Having finally read the ending of American Virgin for this paper, I am...not sure how I feel about it. It's definitely rushed, for one thing. I still like Mel, but I like Seagle a lot less for playing Mel's transness as a joke after the boob reveal. And a virgin birth? Really?

But there is now a file entitled AmerVirginBoob.doc on my laptop. Clearly, I need to ensure that all of my research papers look like covert porn.

Going to a party tonight, the same day I had The Pronoun Conversation with folks. This is either going to be deeply scarring or pleasantly surprising.
Over the phone yesterday I told [personal profile] katarik that I rarely had enough time nowadays to read bad porn, which is very sad. However, I make time for what I can -- and when Ravenous Romance puts out a new free short story, the reaction may be Pavlovian.


"The Cactus League Society" (an m/m romance) is no match for "Handsome and Petal," certainly, but it does draw the obvious parallel. Which, really, is all I can ask for.

Westward Ho! )

BONUS: Oh, yes, Ravenous Romance, I think I am indeed seeing what you did there with the strategically placed V.
[personal profile] arionhunter: Possibly the best response to my existence ever devised:
[personal profile] petra: wtF.
That's special. How sweet of Betty to see it and think of you.
[personal profile] arionhunter: I know! I feel touched that my existence has become inexorably linked with odd and extreme phallic imagery in her mind.
[personal profile] petra: Everyone should remind their friends of something.
[personal profile] arionhunter: How touching that I am phalluses and bad sex.

In other news I am exhausted and have a great number of things I should be doing for school, not least among them studying for the GRE on Tuesday, but instead of all that I am going to go curl up in my bed with Bill O'Reilly's novel. Given I was laughing as soon as I flipped to a random page and started reading, I suspect it will be a very enjoyable experience. Also, the Amazon tags are glorious.
arionhunter: (疲子英雄 - 朋友)
( Sep. 6th, 2009 12:04 pm)
Last Weekend, in movies:
- Cutie Honey
- Bullitt
- Citizen Kane
- Xanada

This weekend, in photos. )

Ways to tell if I will bookmark something in Delicious:
- Is it about food? More specifically, is it about beer?
- Does it involve globalization?
- Does it involve Asia?
- Does it involve comics or animation (in China)?

Then I've probably bookmarked it. (Sadly, there are no Chinese comics/animation involving the globalization of beer in Asia. But one can hope!)
I've been meaning to post a full listing of all of the blogs I follow, but their sheer number (cracking into the mid-thirties) combined with the wonky nature of some (really, how many people besides me are interested in analysis of daily news in China?) doesn't really make it much of a productive exercise.

So in lieu of blogs, I am posting my podcast list, mainly for future reference if I have a system crash.

Beware, public radio dead head. )
Cat: *rubs against leg and makes noise*
Me: Why Kitty make noise? Why does Kitty go *attempts to imitate noise, sounds like engine filled with mucus failing to turn over*?"
Cat: *ignores and purrs, demanding more pettings*


Me: *begins writing in "Positive Personal Statement of the Day Journal" So Cat, what do you think about today's statement being "My cat loves me"?
Cat: *meow of "Whatever."*
Me: *puts down "I learn from my mistakes."*

And, meme: Leave me a comment and I will reply with why I like you. If I don't know you, I'll either make something up or tell you why I like your LJ/DW. You must pay for the privilege by posting a message like this one on your LJ/DW.
Oh, Larry Langford.

Never leave us, for what other city mayor will bankrupt the city, hold a city-funded sackcloth-and-ashes "pray away the crime" rally, use the annual, never-had-problems Pride parade as a chance to buff his morality defender cred, get himself arrested, and give out unicorns?

Not some boring normal mayor, I'll tell you what!
One of the great advantages to living surrounded by people with more money than you is that their garbage tends to be full of perfectly working items. So far I have acquired one fabulous office chair, one ironing board, one stand-up fan for the paper office, two nice chairs that just needed a little hammering, and one working minifridge to be sold to the highest bidding freshman.

However, our garbage also comes with many feral stray cats about which nothing can be done (people have tried many times). And today there was a Fail-y WTF addition:

Kinda-sorta warning for self-harm? )

And to end on a good note: Ingenious if stereotypically Southern fail, found in a junkyard outside Anniston, Ala.
arionhunter: (Moon Knight - Phantom)
( Jun. 16th, 2009 08:49 pm)
So, SFRA. It was my intention afterwards to make an extensive report post, but given that as soon as I got off work post-conference I slept a total of seventeen hours (with a five hour break in the middle), I shall end up passing. Possibly in part because I'm still bothered by the fact I slept that long--sleeping for more than eight hours at a time just makes me feel like I've lost productivity.

Let me just say, in bullet points:
- Apparently, being an SF author or scholar does not exclude you from needing to get your Liberal Tolerance Cookie.
- Just because someone is a person of color and teaches at an HBCU does not mean that their panel on Race in SF is a great time to ask, as a white HBCU prof, for advice on combating homophobia in your students. Way to derail the panel, white dude.
- Wow, I have so much to read now, and no time at all in which to consume it.
- The SF Lit community is made of nice people, but decidedly old-fashioned and insular. I was clearly one of the few people who had a very strong pan-fandom focus and influence.
- However, I liked it enough that I'd like to try and bring in some more pan-influenceness.
- I am permanently stuck thinking in activist-mode. This shows when I least expect it.
- I still worry too much.
- I feel very bad for the grad student who tried to discuss Buddhism and utopia with me. I was worn out terribly for most of the conference, so my coherency level on serious topics was abysmally low by the end after I presented.

There are other things which I wish I had the brain to talk about, but instead I am going to go make myself a mayo and tomato on white bread sandwich (alternately known as the easiest way to get [personal profile] katarik to forswear friendship) and listen to On The Media.


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