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Thursday, December 31st, 2009


kippurbird

7:37p
The Bird's vacation

We made it through our vacation without any mishaps or snow.

The biggest problem? Going up a really nasty twisty winding road and then having my mom throw up afterward. And the cold. 27 degrees Fahrenheit which is nasty for me because I've lived in LA my entire life and generally don't experience such things.

The first day we went and visited my mom's friend since she was in second grade. We had lunch at her country club restaurant and took a nice walk through the club's residential areas. When we got back there was fried chicken to eat. My mom loves that particular fried chicken. She was very upset when she thought that she wasn't going to be getting it. For a while it was going to be pot roast. But my mom made sure that it was going to be Fried Chicken. And it was good fried chicken.

Monday we went out to Sedona and Jerome. Lovely scenery, but not much else except strip malls in Sedona. Jerome was art galleries and antique shops. As well as a few nice museums. And of course a long winding road to get back down. Then my dad decided that it would be fun to go for a walk. At night. In the cold. He over-ruled everyone's objections to such activities with Come on, let's go. Nothing like frozen toes.

Tuesday we went to the wild life refuge in Prescott. It was fantastic. Though the cages were small, as in all zoos and things like that. The animals were all well taken care of and looked healthy. They were all rescues that couldn't be returned to the wild. There were little bobcat kittens, a badger, emus, wallabies, a black bear, tiger, pronghorn antelope, but no jackalope. A red tail hawk. I never got to see one so close before. It was just bigger than I thought it could be. And she was beautiful. Also a vulture and lemurs. We did this with my mom's friend. After that we went to the Charlotte Hall museum which was all about the history of Prescott and the Arizona territories. We missed the gift shop by about two minutes. After that we wandered around down town -where we had wandered before in the cold dark night- and looked at the galleries there.

Wednesday we drove back. We stopped off at these dinosaurs that are along route 10. When I first saw them, it was just the brontosaurus, the t-rex was being built. All around it was dirt. Dirt and more dirt. It was a dirt parking lot even. When we drove by today, there was a Burger King, a mini-theme park with robot dinosaurs, a gas station, another food place store thing coffee shop. The dinosaurs had also, sadly, been turned into a creationist museum. Sadly I didn't notice it until after I bought dinosaurs. I was a little bit focused on the Dinosaurs in the gift shop. Because they were dinosaurs and dinosaurs are neat and awesome and they had dinosaurs that I didn't have. So... yeah. Really cool dinosaurs. Sucky people running the place. Oh well. After that we had dinner with my dad's sister at Norms. Which was nice. She's always so glad to see him and vice versa. Finally! we got home.

I had a nice real shower. Got snubbed by the cat after I fed him. And went to bed in my bed. After discovering that I left my toiletries bag in my parent's van.


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current mood: cold

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Monday, December 28th, 2009


bubonicwoodchuk

11:50a
Cut for End of Time spoilers )


current mood: unimpressed

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wikimaster

4:23p
Another Birthday Post.

A Happy Birthday to Farseer Lolotea. Despite my laconic post, I respect her contributions to the PPC as much as the next canon-lover, and hope that she finds it in her heart to forgive me for this. Anyway, I think this will be my last post with more than one sentence for a while. Good day!

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chelonianmobile

1:15p
The dreaded fanfic "My Immortal" in webcomic form!

"Voldemort got a dude-ur-so-retarded look on his face."

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Friday, December 25th, 2009


kippurbird

9:46p
eggs and vacation

I'm going on vacation to Arizona and not going to be back until Wednesday evening. My mom isn't letting me take my laptop with me so I shall be computerless. However! I have books, art supplies and writing notebooks, so I should be good.

It shall be cold where we are. 40 degrees. Which is deathly cold for us because we live in Los Angeles and 50 degrees is freezing for us.

Also, I know there are other DC'ers out there so could someone keep an eye on my holiday eggs? I won't be able to check on them and I don't want them to die. ;_; Here's the link to my scroll. http://dragcave.net/user/kippur


My brother is doing better-ish. He went on another hike today (totally different group). Though he was afraid of being abandoned. It was only when he saw that a friend of his was there did he feel comfortable enough to go. Still not sure what we're going to do against the group that left him though.

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bubonicwoodchuk

4:23p
MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE  ♥

ps. if you are in the uk please cut your end of time spoilers, i am a poor american without bbc america who cannot torrent until sunday it as i will be traveling. thank you :<

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kippurbird

11:42a
WOOO!!! Got My Holiday Eggs!!

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chelonianmobile

3:35p
Well, happy Christmas/Hanukkah/Diwali/Festivus/Whatever to everyone. This holiday season has been rather hectic, as we unfortunately lost my grandfather four days ago. I didn't really know him very well, but of course it's been hard on my mum and nan. Still, my nan came over for Christmas Day so she wouldn't be lonely, and it is nice to have her over.

Because of the aforementioned family crisis and the fact that I and Kit have exams in January, there will be no OFUR special chapter. I am, however, working on a group shot of our PPC agents in winter gear, which I hope will make up for that.

Parents got me a stuffed toy ferret and a cactus, because they're the nearest things I'm allowed to pets in my uni halls. The cactus is named Herbert, according to the label they put on it. Mother says it just looks like a Herbert. I also got the mp3 player I wanted, then discovered I can't find half the functions - my father got it cheap because the store had lost the instruction manual, but he's managed to find one online, which I'll have to look at later. Also got the usual stack of books. Mother said I disappointed her this year by not wanting any out-of-print and hard-to-find books.

Mother had previously given me a list of presents buyable on a students' budget, and everyone seemed pleased with them - gloves for her, chocolate for my dad, Brazil nuts for my nan, and a phone sock for my sister.

Usually we have a family gathering on Boxing Day, but because of aforementioned circumstances it's been moved to New Years' this year. Looking forward to it.

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Thursday, December 24th, 2009


kippurbird

12:27p
Some holiday spirit.

People suck balls.

I mean really.

Suck balls.

My brother went on a hike last night. He likes going on hikes.

They ditched him.

In the dark. In the middle of nowhere. He was on the trail, they were ahead of him and he called out to them -screamed- for them to wait and they kept on going.

So, there he was. Alone in the dark with no sense of direction.

He called my parents, but he had no idea where he was. He has terrible sense of direction. Non-existent. Which is of course even worse in the dark. Thankfully he was able to get to the trail head. But then he had no idea where he was so he couldn't call a cab and tell them where they should pick them up.

Thankfully he was able to get to the exit and get picked up.

But yeah.

People suck balls.


current mood: enraged

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Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009


kippurbird

12:07p
Wake up and go back to sleep with dreams of meat.

Kiss Me Sweet


And yet another fruitless and pointless chapter. This time it's between Roran and Katrina. Normally they've been fairly good, but by this time, over half way through the book, I just want it to be over with now. I want it to be over with a long, long, long time ago. I want something interesting to happen, but nothing interesting happens here. It's a nice little quiet chapter. Which wouldn't be so bad, except for the fact that the past two chapters have been quiet chapters with nothing exciting happening in them and now we have another chapter where nothing exciting is happening. I guess it could be called character development, but I don't think anything new has been shown.

Roran wakes up at the beginning of this chapter.

Saphira had just gone to sleep at the end of the previous chapter.

I wonder if I should do a count to see how many wakings and sleepings there are for chapter transitions. I know it's making me sleepy to read. Up and down and up and down and up and down. ZzznzNNnnnzzznn....

*snkk*

*yawn*

*blinks blearily* Wha-?

Eeeeeh... Right. Roran wakes up and is Thoughtful. Actually he is beyond Thoughtful and has moved into Brooding. Real Heroes Brood, after all. Thinking is for sissies. Katrina also wakes up. (Oh hey, that's two this chapter) and she wraps around him asking him what's wrong.

Roran Broods.

She wants to know if it's because of his getting a new captain or where Nasuada (she-who-doesn't-deserve-a-hyphen-name) will send him next.

Roran continues to Brood after saying no.

She was silent for a while. “Every time you leave, I feel as if less of you returns to me. You have become so grim and quiet. . . . If you want to tell me about what is troubling you, you can, you know, no matter how terrible it is. I am the daughter of a butcher, and I have seen my share of men fall in battle.”


Now, that's an interesting conjunction of two phrases. First of all they're shoved together like a pair of badly conjoined twins. The way they are put together seems to indicate that since she is a butcher's daughter she sees men fall in battle. This makes me wonder, what exactly is in Sloan's meat? Do we ever see what they are exactly? I mean they are sausages nice, fat, meaty and thick sausages, but what is those sausages? Are they really man-meat? I mean really real man-meat? As opposed to the other man-meat? Not that the other man-meat isn't real man-meat. But sometimes when you don't want a sausage, you want sausage, fat and grilled. Or steamed, or wet from a pot. There are a lot of ways you can have your sausage. Inside a bun, just plain. With some spicy flavor. Is the reason why there haven't been any trouble in Carvahall because of Sloan and his manly man-meat? Has he butchered and sausaged all potential trouble?

Could explain why Katrina is so blah about her father's supposed death. After all what worth is the life of man except for his potential for his sausage?

Second the first part has nothing to do with the second part. Except, perhaps, the fact that they're about blood spurting? Being a butcher's daughter doesn't mean that you're used to seeing the flat slaughter of people, of killing them yourself.

Roran complains that he's not a great and real warrior because he doesn't want to talk about it. Katrina reassures him that yes he is, because he does feel bad about it.

“A true warrior,” she said, “does not fight because he wishes to but because he has to. A man who yearns for war, a man who enjoys his killing, he is a brute and a monster. No matter how much glory he wins on the battlefield, that cannot erase the fact that he is no better than a rabid wolf who will turn on his
friends and family as soon as his foes.” She brushed his hair away from his brow and stroked the top of his head, light and slow. “You once told me that ‘The Song of Gerand’ was your favorite of Brom’s stories, that it was why you fight with a hammer instead of a blade. Remember how Gerand disliked killing and how reluctant he was to take up arms again?”


I thought he fought with a hammer because he didn't know how to use a blade? And that he didn't want to be a warrior. I could have sworn that's what it was. I have no issues with Roran taking up the hammer because of the story, but at least let it be the reason the first time and not retconing it so that Katrina can tell him that he's okay, and that he's not doing it wrong. Giving him the pep talk to prevent the Heroic BSOD He's doing the Right Thing. So he shouldn't Worry.

Roran continues on the line of But I'm no good and Katrina with the yes you are. And Eragon is a real warrior and no he's not because Roran goes in without magic and blah blah.

Then we get this: And he placed a hand over her rounding womb.

Rounding womb is a pair of words that should never be put together. Yes, Paolini I'm sure that you're going for rounding belly, but rounding womb? No. And No. and No. Womb is not a word that should be spoken unless you are discussing the health of a pregnancy or a woman.

Stop being clever.

You're not being clever.

So, just stop it.

Please.

We finally get a hint of what Katrina has gone through.

“Some troubles,” he said, “no one else should have to endure, especially not those you love.”

She withdrew an inch or two from him, and he saw her eyes become bleak and listless, as they did whenever she fell to brooding over the time she had spent imprisoned in Helgrind. “No,” she whispered, “some troubles no one else should have to endure.”


We haven't seen her fall to brooding before, she seems less broody than Roran. I think they should be a more troubled couple. Him having to deal with his feel of loosing of humanity and trying to be supportive and helpful with Katrina's post traumatic stress disorder. And she trying to help him and then dealing with the stress of being pregnant. That would be interesting.

The chapter title is given to us when Roran tells her stop worrying and "kiss me sweet". I have no idea what that means, but it sounds... nice?

Finally, when they go back to sleep.

Oh dear God. They woke up and then went back to sleep all in one chapter. ARGH. \~/

Um so, they go back to sleep and then Roran has a dream.

She laughed at him then, and kissed him most sweetly, and then they lay upon the cot as they had before, and outside the tent all was still and quiet except for the Jiet River, which flowed past the camp, never pausing, never stopping, and poured itself into Roran’s dreams, where he imagined himself standing
at the prow of a ship, Katrina by his side, and gazing into the maw of the giant whirlpool, the Boar’s Eye.


Now part of me wonders if this is supposed to be a prophecy dream or just a dream of the worries that's happening to Roran. It's an interesting image in my thoughts, at least.

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kippurbird

9:46a
Fun with family

Today's recipe for disaster.

Take (4) people who have lived in Los Angeles for their entire lives (or most of them, the city where the last time it snowed the mother unit was eightish) and the last time they saw it falling snow was when the first Bush was in office.

(1) Friend of mother unit who lives in Dewy Arizona

(1) Planned car trip to visit said friend.

(1) Forecast of snow during the trip.


Mix all together and watch hilarity ensue.


We're going on a trip and the four of us are trying to figure out what to bring for this strange thing known as snow. Oh, sure we've been to the snow before. But the last time was like five years ago and that was only for the day. Now we are going somewhere where for about four days. We have invested in boots.


current mood: chipper

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Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009


gundamkiwi

8:32p
Mission the Sixth: Violence, booze and too much family

Mission #06: Violence, booze and too much family )

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Monday, December 21st, 2009


vixenmage

6:22p
OH! And this movie.

Which was actually what I originally came on LJ to post!

And it deserves its own entry.

http://www.indiemoviesonline.com/watch-movies/traffic-warden

It's eleven minutes long, with a thirty second advertisement, and DAVID TENNANT, and there's maybe four lines total in the whole thing, and it still kind of made my day/evening a little bit.


current mood: happy
current music: Nothing in Particular

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kippurbird

10:38a
>.> Have some meat?

One of the best things about visiting the dwarves was their meat. After having to listen to Arya forbid him meat on those plains as they ran, as he craved it. What she gave him was no longer satisfying. He'd remembered the sweet and juicy taste of meat and now he wanted, damn be her abstaining from meat. While as beautiful and knowledgeable as she was, she just didn't understand the simple pleasures of a bit of sausage or roasted meat on a stick.

On their journey to the dwarven lands Nar Garzhvog showed him how urgals use their meat. How they simmer and savor it. It was both savage and sublime in his almost animal way of eating it. His meat was large, bucks heavy and fat. Eragon barely could eat it all, though Garzhvog ate his with gusto. His was a strange and spicy meat, different than anything Eragon had tasted before. Uragls, Eragon decided, knew their meat and knew it well.

But the dwarves! Oh the dwarves! At every occasion they had meat, out in display of everyone. It was almost garish and overwhelming. Dwarf women and men would serve him, offering thick slabs of meat to eat. At the wedding celebration, Eragon didn't know how much meat he got or how many offered to give him meat.

All he knew was they gave him more meat than he could handle, but he took it all. He knew, in the back of his mind, that he would have to go back to the elves and their distaste of meat. So he wanted to engorge himself as much as possible until then.

He knew they wouldn't understand. But he was a man and a man needed meat to eat like he needed air to breathe.


current mood: Far too amused with self
current music: Construction

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