Friday night was the KAOS Halloween party and I went as The Grudge. It was badarse and there were compliments on the creepy, but alas I don't have any other photos than that one of me creeping at the door of the LFoD.

On Saturday night we did our now annual horror movie Halloween with candy and delicious and scary ourselves silly. The movie selection this year was Mirrors, The Ward, Hide & Seek, and Skeleton Key. (Our warm-up during the week was Simpson's Treehouse of Horror episodes and Scream 4.)

In the middle of all this stuff we had a girly tea-party. Because.

I am 172 centimeters tall.
This makes me taller than 25.1% of men and 85.7% of women.



I was having this discussion yesterday with Lara about how I always think that I'm average height or just below average, probably because most of my friends are at least a half an inch taller than me and because both of my parents are taller. I still wish I was taller though. I feel more like my 'proper' height in a pair of high heels, which is why I don't really like wearing flats. (The 'living with people who skew the average' is the reason I always think of myself as still being flat-chested when I'm a C. I blame living with three girls who were DDs and above.)

Alison is doing NaNo right now, you guys! SHE'S A FOOL!
Tea = BLISS.

NaNo = so far behind it's not even funny. BUT I CAN FINISH!
The blindingly fantastic [ profile] artemisofluna has once again DUMPED ME HORRIBLY AND ABANDONED ME TO BE A TEARY MESS left our New Zealand shores. We had rather a whirlwind time with her (a week is nowhere near long enough!) and the number of DVDs (as well as kettles and electric frying pans) has doubled... or maybe more than doubled in regards to the DVDs. Girl love her TV shows. We had Mexican Cafe times, showed her the entirely of The Mighty Boosh, lay in the Gardens and dozed in the sun, shopped for sensible grown up house things, jumped all over beds that didn't belong to us, consumed our weight in popcorn, and failed to find a coffee maker that suited our requirements. The LFoD requests that she come back right now and play more.

NaNo news: I've not written a word since Lara came over - as is fair - and now I have to write about four thousand a day if I want to finish. And I do, so I will. But... not right now.


Nov. 10th, 2009 04:12 am

I am NOT owning NaNo :/

Tomorrow I WILL get to 14k. (I can't be bothered working out what I'm supposed to have by now, but I'm pretty sure it's more than 15k)

Ugh, can't sleep. Cannibalistic fairies will eat me.

edit: 27622?? Fraaaaaaaaak
NaNo starts tomorrow at midnight! Ohshit!

I have a whole cast of characters to write about, but the plot at the moment is so very loose. I'm hoping that I'll just start writing and it will all form itself. Hopefully. All that is important is that it's about 17th century Dutch werewolves, baby. I am going to not worry too much about historical accuracy with this because, well, it's NaNo and not exactly something I'm going to try and get published or anything.

If you're interested, I'll be it all up at [ profile] _everdream. It's locked so you'll have to join the comm to read it though. I just don't like having all my writing out in public :)

It's cold and I have to go get milk :/

But Lara will be here in exactly to weeks! :D
I'm now all signed up for NaNoWriMo. I haven't done it seriously for years and I didn't even sign up last year at all. This year I plan to rock it though! And actually, you know, complete it. I've had such a run of fails on that >_< (My account is here in case anyone else is already on the site.)

This journal was actually made for me to keep track of NaNo the first year I did it, back when it was diantha_malfoy - thank fuck for rename tokens, way back in the days when you needed invites/codes. (I blame the lack of those to my eleventy-thousand RPG accounts. LJ is such an enabler.)

Argh. I think my mp3 player has broken. It plays fine, but it refuses to put any new files on it. I shall have to fiddle in the hopes it'll fix itself. Bwaha. PWNED. Now I just need to work out how to get these bloody m4a files to play on WMP, or work out how to convert them.

Hi, it's 6am. Bet you're shocked to see me awake.

Also, I wasn't going to do NaNo. I'm not even signed up or anything. And yet last night I started a NaNo. About zombies. I blame my recent music choices and the fact that I'm otherwise running out of supernaturals to use. So... yeah. Children shouldn't play with dead things, baby. And there will be sex in it, which means it's one of Ali's favourite things in the whole world: NECROPHILIA YAY! (I'm glad she's asleep now and thus can't hit me.)

And noooow: bed!
Some fourteen year old brats on bikes just called me Emo.


I was walking along, minding my own buisness thinking about how my parents didn't understand me but My Chemical Romance did when these boys call out across the street.

"Eeeeemoooo! Eeeeemmmooo!"
"Hey, you're a little late for Halloween!"

I'm tramuatised and offended. Emo! EMO?? *cries along to MCR*

I haven't opened NaNo for two days. I'm thinking I should do that now.
NaNo is coming along slowly. And by that I mean I'm at least over the miniumum word count as long as a I write a little more today. It's descended into sort of this creation mythologies of the faerie race at the moment. Which was unexpected but sort of gives me a plot, actually. (Which: Hallalujah.) So it now involves a dark Spider Goddess who created the faeries and now she's going to come something.

It's a half plot really. It does confirm two things about me though: 1. I'm incapable of writing any type of traditional faerie as mine have decended into strong flesh eating enemies of the human race, and 2. How many Spider related Goddesses/All powerful beings can I make? Seriously. It needs to stop!

We had fireworks here on Sunday night and did the exploding things game. I'm not sure whose idea it was to start putting them under the big road cone but it was genius and very pretty. Plus the cone did that whole cool melty thing. Thus meaning I couldn't bring it home and add it to my collection, though. ... Not that I have one of those. I should go write, but it looks like I'm going to make graphics instead. I suck hard, baby.


Oct. 31st, 2006 05:10 am
Sometimes I think I can expect everything. And then they invent a bright pink iPod accessory like this.

Oh yeah. Also? NANOVERYSOONOMG. I have to go look behind the couch for a plot now.
Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
32,549 / 50,000

If I write 4000 words a day for the next four days- and the 30th when I return from Melbourne- I will finish NaNoWriMo.


That shouldn't be too hard...

Melbourne is going to be awesome, by the way. I have decreed it. Yes, it's true. I still haven't booked our accomadation and the three of us may end up living in a box on the side of the street while we're there if I don't get off my arse and do it but...hey, boxes are cool, you know. Boxes are the new houses. Don't be so biased against boxes! What did they ever do to you, man? Were you sexually abused by boxes in your childhood or something? Like, MOVE ON, DUDE. LET GO OF THE PAST AND YOUR FUCKED UP BOX ISSUES.


I'm writing NaNo in my other window. This means that words just come out of my fingers that I have no control over. Can you tell? Sometimes it's strange.

My music just said 'people are strange' and I'll agree with that one too. Because people are silly. Some of those people are me. I do silly things most of the time.

I'm getting my tattoo done tommorrow *huge grin* Man, it's taken a long time to finally get this thing organised. Hopefully it doesn't decide to go septic or something while we're in Melbourne. That would be a bitch. So, yes, tommorrow at 2.30 I shall be poked with needles for an hour. Should be painful wicked cool.


Not that I'm excited about it or anything (Man, I so frelling can't wait to have it!) Yeah, like, whatever, dude.

Angie? I'm going to try and send your package off tommorrow if I get up early enough. If not, I'll do it on Saturday. It'll get sent before I leave the country in any case. (Now, hopefully, I can find where I left your address...)


Nov. 16th, 2005 01:39 am
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm totally not getting any more NaNo done today.

I bought Peacekeeper Wars but I'm not allowed to watch it until I've written 10000 words. Oh God. *dies*
I've written nothing on my NaNo today and only about 500 words yesterday. This is sad. I'm totally not getting this thing finished before I go to Melbourne on the 21st. Ah well, I'll have Melbourne. Infinitely cooler than NaNo anyway!

It's 3.30 in the afternoon and I'm already drinking. In many of my friends this wouldn't be unusual: in me it is. You know that feeling when you've done something you know you had to do but it still makes your stomach go all twisty with nerves? Yeah, that. I hate that. More tequila please!

If I was clever I'd be using my time before Sena gets home to write on my novel...but I'm obviously not smart. Raen is currently in her last exam- which will be a very nice relief for her tonight- and Sena has her grand opening for her art-exhibition-thingy. Which I've no idea how to get to so I'm following her in.

I totally never wrote anything deep about Guy Fawkes. We had a little drinkies here with a whole bunch of people and ended up going over to the park at Pioneer Stadium to let off our fireworks. Then, later, we let off more in our yard. (This later was some time past midnight.) The boys- being Tim, Luke, and Will- decided that what was needed with all the many remaining fireworks was proper explosions. So we set us up the bomb. All remaining fireworks in a box with newspaper were taken back over to the park and then lit with roman candles for a mostly safe distance away. Newspaper caught and we ran away. (There was no diving into mud or mud wrestling as some people suggested in their posts.)

Then it went TEH 'SPLODE! It was, in a word, AWESOME. And definitely gets top marks for my first Guy Fawkes night. *glee* Things that blow up are cool. (Except when they're people, but we won't go into that.)

I went into the uni this morning with Raen when she was having her exam. I was there in quest for pie but, dear lord, THERE WAS NO PIE. It was horrible and terrible and many other words ending in '-ible' (Except edible. For there was no pie.)

Went and saw Dark Water yesterday afternoon. Reminded me that Jennifer Connelly is beyond awesome and makes me pout that she doesn't do more movies. (Come on, gorgeous and talented. Where are all the movies, Jennifer? I need more.) The movie itself was...odd. Started off fine- very very good- in fact, but came to a really weird and WTF ending. But, yes, Jennifer was wonderful in it.
Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
11,250 / 50,000

I have to write 5000 words today or I'm falling way behind on my word count.

*looks at open document*

Umm....maybe later...
The word count thingy on the NaNoWriMo site is down! Horror! Pain! Badness!

In other news- that is still NaNo related anyway- I just hit 10,000 words and a plot may have just appeared to me! This makes me gleeful because much longer of writing without any actual aim was going to get tricky. I have an aim and a purpose. (Not in life still, just in November.)

I was almost horrified by the fact that I had not one single gay character but then I realised I did. So now I'm relieved. Not that I think my lesbian chick is going to have a very bag role...or maybe she will...who knows. Gods, I love NaNo.

In real life news: booked Ali a flight to Melbourne. All three of us are on the same flights over and back. Score. I've gotta get the hostel arranged because I am totally lazy at this.
7000 words down on NaNo. Not too shabby. I like writing because it means I don't have to think about anything. Stuff not going your way and feel like angsting? Quick, write lots and lots of babble without pause until you forget.

I think I've needed more NaNo in the last year. MmmmNaNo.

Can one get better at angsting? It should be a skill, right? I mean, that would make sense. And then you could improve at it. Be, like, a professional angster. In the Olympics and shit. That'd be impressive. Pausing from NaNo to write a lj entry feels like I'm still writing NaNo. Thus the not pausing to think all the much and the stream of conciousness thing that appears to be happening here.

Gods, I need breakfast *zooms* Oh god, now I have toastie, I win! I win so very very much! Life is good and all that crap!

I'll be in Melbourne in less than a month: which leaves me with having to write 3000-something words a day to finish nano in time.

Also, I hate happy dreams and then you wake up and realise that they weren't real and things on that front are the same as they always were. Stupid dreams. Even the good ones suck.


Nov. 1st, 2005 01:49 pm
Hey look at me, I'm not writing!

*isn't writing NaNo*

Why aren't I writing?


Must. Reach. Wordcount.

How have I already reached the procrastination point? That's not meant to arrive until next week...


Oct. 31st, 2005 02:00 pm
Happy Halloween/Beltane to all.

Now, if only we had some sort of candy in the house...

(My Crow icons are the closest things I have to anything Halloweeny.)

AND there's only 10 hours until NaNo starts! (Although, I will be at Ruth's house when it begins. But whatever time I get home, omgsquee, writing time.)



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