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Over the holidays, I've had a death in the family, a joyous reunion with an old friend, and a wonderful icy, slushy, dirty xmas in NYC. Prior to that, I spent ~3 years in a depressed fog from which, mostly and most thankfully, I have been granted a chemical reprieve. I did very little writing, very little getting dressed and practically no leaving the house during that time, plus my little lovebird died of old age and I broke my foot, so there's not really much more that needs to be said about the general 2005-2009 period.

I sincerely hope some of you still have me on your filters. How have you all been?
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Well, that sucks. And I'm both angry and a little embarrassed. I just got a C&D letter from the Ugly Doll people about, of course, the 3D ugly dolls I made to stick in the Sims game. I only emailed them to let them know I'd done it back in January (the same day they were posted), and it's taken them 10 months to notice my egregious infringements? Feh.

So I'll need to take the links to the files down from both GoS and my site. If you've got them, I guess you're supposed to destroy them and pretend you never saw them. I'm going to email them back to make my case, but I already know that it will be pointless. Apparently, my unauthorized use will result in overseas companies producing oodles of knock-off toys. No, really, it will.

*an annoying troll who wanted to fight about intellectual property with me at the time I posted the UDs.
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Last seen @ gelydh's post.

-- What book are you currently reading?
I'm reading about eight books at the moment - I'm never reading just one book. However, one of them is...

Manhunt by James Swanson

-- How far in are you?
About 60 pages, I think.

-- What's it about?
The search for John Wilkes Booth after he shot Lincoln.

-- Are you enjoying it?

Oh, yes. I recently was in DC and went to Ford's Theater and did the tour. It turned out that I knew next to nothing about the real events surrounding Lincoln's death, and it was an extremely interesting and surprisingly emotional experience. The book is great so far - I'm right at the part where poor Lincoln is about to be shot, which I guess is why I put it down when I did.

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Click it for gargantuan version

So, I realized that there were a ton of people saying that the pirate versions of the big cages I (vindictively) posed on GoS don't show up, and I don't know why, and it's easier to make my own version instead of trying to fix Thiefperson's version. I've made an open one and a closed one, master/slaved, and it has a slot in the very middle for a posed sim or whatever. All I need to fix is catalog placement - they're in massively different parts of the deco catalog.

The bar is based on a photograph from an antiques site. It turned out really well, except the labels on the bottles are backwards. Now, I could go in and re-map them...or I could just reverse them on the texture map, which is almost positively what I will actually do. But that needs to be done.

Finally, the Moroccan shelf. I added 4 slots to a cloned table, for a total of 5 slots. The entire time I was working on the mesh, all I cared about was the shape and getting the polys under 1000, which I did (962, iirc) and didn't really consider the shelf spacing, so only small things fit, but - I ADDED SLOTS! The only thing this needs is to have the second recolor redone since for some reason it isn't working and it's easier to redo it than to mess with it.

And this is a sort of peek at something I had been planning for quite some time. I made the mistake of suggesting circus for a GoS montlhly theme. It was met with great enthusiasm and was ultimately chosen, much to my horror. I had been confident that we'd have an apocalyptic theme, so confident that I'd already started meshing my apocalyptic ideas, and was embarrassed to be completely unprepared to address my own suggestion with actual downloads.

The tents were actually pretty much done on time, but I got sick and missed the end of the month and I was still dithering with the horse headdress things. There had been a lot more stuff uploaded than I'd expected, so I didn't feel as bad about it as I might have. Since I did blow the deadline, I have been working on more stuff for the set off and on ever since. No particular ETA on this stuff. There's quite a bit more than pictured, but I was too lazy to make an elaborate set.

Click for larger

I probably shouldn't have been surprised at the massive outflux of players from TS2 to TS3, but I am surprised at how many creators seem to have just stopped creating entirely - and there seem to be a lot  who are still playing TS2, but not making TS2 stuff because supposedly no one wants it. Boredom or disinterest is one thing, but thinking that no one wants it - that's just not true. I want it :P

Oh, and I didn't make the horse. That's dragonslave's horse from MTS2. And, yes, I made 10 headdresses, one for each pose. Because I'm an OCD fool, that's why.

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[Error: unknown template qotd]Birds attacking...something. Probably another bird.

My first glance at el blotto gave me a bit of a start - something subliminal and fleeting and unpleasant - and then I recognized the birds. I used to have 5 birds, but age and illness have reduced their number to 2. It wasn't until we got our first bird that I discovered that people are mostly wary of birds, if not outright afraid of them. Even having seen Hitchcock's The Birds, I really didn't understand that it was a common phobia and not just a quirky fear of Mr. Hitchcock's that he self-indulgently put to film. I've never been afraid of either snakes or spiders and I do realize that that is a bit unusual, especially since everyone else in my family is frightened of them. However, I never would have guessed that lacking a fear of birds was at all deviant.

Most people who have explained their bird fear to me indicate that it intensifies with proximity. A bird over there, in a tree, is pretty. A bird that flies near you is undoubtedly aiming for your eyes - how near constiitutes "near" is determined on an individual basis. Biting is also a concern. Being pooped on, which I would consider the main bird risk, is not even mentioned.

There was a series, just called Birds, if I remember correctly, which was hosted by David Attenborough and aired on PBS in the U.S. It has probably aired since, but the initial run occurred during a time when DVRs did not exist and our VHS was uncooperative, so I missed all of the series despite very much wanting to see it. Well, almost all of it.

The single episode of Birds that I did manage to see was the homicidal cannibal episode, wherein birds behaved like junior high girls, ganging up on the weak in shrilling packs, pecking at their eyes, beating them with their wings, and ousting them from nests. The most benign behavior was egg destruction, frequently to replace the hapless parents' own eggs with the attacker's eggs. Because sad things make me cry, I was in mini-hysterics. The Mr. came in, saw what I was watching, and turned it off. It had not occurred to me that I didn't have to watch. 

Yes. It's definitely birds attacking another bird. Horrid.
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Today's recipe for drunk:
2 shots Bombay Sapphire
1/2 shot St. Germain
tonic water & ice

As I am an extreme lightweight these days, it's likely I will not finish the drink. However, it is deliciously botanical and biting - for those who are not dilettante drinkers and do not like pretty bottles more than they actually like alcohol, Bombay is gin and St. Germain is elderflower liqueur. This is an approximation of a drink I had in San Francisco that had some sort of additional citrusy thing in it - which I cannot remember because I am indeed a lightweight these days and a single drink made me very tipsy. Tipsy is fun, because when I end up in front of a mirror in the ladies' room or wherever, I see that I look disheveled, and I am supremely confident that disheveled = hot. Which tends to be a bit of a self-fulfilling prophecy.


So, I am back from a hectic trip to Atlanta, then a 2-day gap, then Durham, NC, then Our Nation's Capitol, which I had not visited prior to this trip. R. (who will be known from here on out as Pirate, because "Arr," and also because it's her daughter's current favorite type of bandit) and I try to see Tori Amos as many times as is feasible whenever she tours - which meant a somewhat insane driving schedule to places I'd not driven before. Every time I go to Atlanta, I have to ask myself why I don't go more often - it's got a lot of the things I want in a city, even if it is too hot most of the time. I was disorganized getting there, and I was a half-hour late for the show, but what I did see was very good. She did a bunch of stuff off the new record at that show, and I'm just not that into the new one, but I never get tired of hearing Precious Things, and she apparently never gets tired of playing it.

As it turns out, Durham is charming, DC is beautiful, and Virginia is almost as good as the Pacific Northwest for green splendor. Tori was amazing - Durham was the best performance, but we had 5th row seats in DC and she was clearly very happy to be back in a place that has a lot of memories for her. Before the show in DC, we met up with someone we've both known online for years. Pirate is actually friends with her; I just know who she is. She was very close to someone (now dead) who really disliked me for unclear reasons, so I was a little uncomfortable going into the situation. However, it all turned out fine, and we all achieved tipsiness and enjoyed ourselves. Also, there was blackberry pie.

I would love to go back to DC and stay for at least a couple of weeks so that I could make a good effort at seeing the museums. It would also be possible to take a day trip or two to see other places I've always wanted to visit - Baltimore, for one. As a big fan of Homicide in its day, and then an even bigger fan of The Wire, I think I'm probably fairly right-sized about the glamor (or lack thereof) that Baltimore has to offer, but I'd like to see it anyway.

I was pretty loopy from driving so much in such a short period of time. Pirate lives in Knoxville and after I dropped her off there, I headed west for Nashvegas...and at the split I headed south instead of west and got halfway to Chattanooga before I realized what I had done. Eventually, I did make it home and had an emotional reunion with the dogs. The Mr. and I were also glad to see one another.

Something I miss about writing fanfiction is that whenever I traveled, I could say where I'd be, and people who liked my writing would clamor to meet up, often travelilng some distance themselves. I never liked it when people would treat me like a rock star instead of a friend, but I miss being a part of a subculture where meetups were practically mandatory when visiting new places. From this you can infer that if I ever mention that I'm coming to a place you either live or would also like to visit, I would be happy to meet you if you are interested.

I am continuing to make stuff for Sims 2 and hope to post a big project soonish. I will probably pretend I'm still mostly not here until I've finished this up. Taking a semi-break from playing and wasting time online (not all of it is a waste, but a fair bit really is...) has been rather refreshing.

Too much typing, not enough drinking. My ice has all melted.


May. 1st, 2009 01:15 am
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I'm a bit dubious about this, actually. So far, my experience has been bug-filled and annoying.

I'm nixy over there, too. 

Before anyone asks, despite paying for 6 months of whatever premium consists of, I have no invite codes. This seems a little unfair.
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[Error: unknown template qotd]I have the flu. I don't think it's swine flu, but it's not like I would be able to tell. I called my doctor and wanted an antiviral just in case, but they're being stingy with them, probably because everyone is clamoring for pills. However, I'm not just hysterical - I'm actually sick, and I've been sick with one thing or another for two months now, which seems to indicate that my immune system is not as robust as would be ideal.

I was well last week and  went to visit my friend, R., in Knoxville. We were all suffering from allergy issues but then the general itchy and scratchy feelings gradually began to seem like actual illnesses over the course of the weekend. I spent last night having awful joint aches, chills, and a throat so sore I couldn't swallow, and today I feel generally crappy, so any plan I might have had for avoiding contagion is sort of moot at this point. Or, to put a more positive spin on it, my plan is not to avoid, but to celebrate contagion and wallow in it like a pig swine.

As for quarantine, I live in a place where the climate is such that I spend 7-8 months of the year avoiding going outside because I truly cannot take the heat - it's an autonomic issue, not just me disliking the heat, though I do indeed hate it. Anyway, it's not as though quarantine is that far off from how I already live, so I'd probably be fairly unaffected by it.
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Behold my clicking prowess.

Can you vibrate as much as a sex toy?

Created by Sex Toys.org

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[Error: unknown template qotd]I do have another name. Several of them, if we include online names. My given name is not the name I use - my "real" name isn't a secret, but it's not the name I prefer. The name I use is a man's name. It's a hick man's name, for that matter. It's my first initial and the first two letters of my last name, and it was suggested by an old work email address. It's a better fit than the girlie name I never liked, even though I am a fairly girlie girl. The only people who actually know me who don't call me by this hillbilly/hobo name are the members of my biological family. My relationship with my family is strained, at best, so the fact that they don't call me the right name is just another reason to seethe and fester every time we interact.

It's surprising how many people take offense at my preferred name when I am introduced. Older people tend to become very irritable and often challenge me on whether or not I have the right to be called whatever pleases me rather than a gender-appropriate name. I was getting a license for my scooter at the DMV the other day and had to sign an affadavit stating that my preferred name = same person as given name since the scooter shop wrote the preferred version on all the legal documents. The DMV lady suggested that I put the preferred name in quotes rather than bothering with a legal change, but I pointed out to her that there are too many people who won't call me what I like to be called if they know there's a girl name available. Based on her expression, I think she would probably be one of those people.

I have a pen name picked out for when I finish my book(s). I love the name, but it's not one I could actually use in everyday life due to vague and complicated feelings about its propriety/plausibility. Unlike my preferred name, the pen name has no relationship at all to my given name and, despite my dislike of my given name, it's what I went by for the first 30 or so years of my life. A derivative of that name makes sense to me in a way that a completely new name cannot. It's like my nose: I hate my profile, but I've had the same one for so long now that there doesn't seem to be much point in having it altered. I'm still going to be the person who hates her nose regardless of what that nose looks like.

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email address given as brontide2_77@yahoo.com, but it's clearly labeled as being from a mail-faking site. Why someone would pick brontide to be my fake-hater is unclear.

"You're a skank bitch who made a grievous error on GoS you should be more careful in what you do! There's plenty of us out here and you never know who you're fucking with."

Plenty of us what? People unfamiliar with punctuation? Oh, [person whose name I deleted because I am only 99% sure it's you]*, you are not smart enough to fight with...anyone really. Certainly not with me.

And you never do know who you're fucking with. It goes both ways.

* and I would feel bad about mocking you if it wasn't really you after all. Seriously, though, it totally is you.
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I had the flu, and now I'm stuck with this awful hacking cough that doubles me over. And over. And over again. The Mr. is out of town, and the lack of, um, adult supervision plus the illness lag have had me living a few days completely disconnected from anything like a schedule except for when the dogs wake me up (at 6:30, 9:30, and 11:00, if I'm still asleep then) to go outside to pee and/or bark for no discernible reason. I'm still in my same pajamas as I was when I got up. I spent way too long today fiddling with meshes and made a zillion of them.

Here's what I've done so far... )
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A non-sims question for a story I'm working on. I know there are a couple of people on my f-list who speak at least some Chinese and I've discovered through trial and some truly embarrassing errors that people are always better sources for language info than online translators.

blah blah Chinese??? blah blah )
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[Error: unknown template qotd] At 19, visiting a friend in the nearest big city, a woman accosted me as I was getting on a bus, screaming, "Molly Ringwald! Kids, look, it's Molly Ringwald!" Her troupe of children came barreling after me, and I fled into the bus in a state close to terror. Unfortunately, as this was my first time riding the bus in Seattle, I didn't realize that, unlike my smalltown buses, it didn't just make a half-hour loop. If it had, I would have been back at my friend's apartment in about 15 minutes. Since it didn't, I rode around for 3 hours hoping to see something I recognized, at which point the driver kicked me off (nicely) and directed me to another bus going the right direction.

more famous and some not )
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many, many pictures )
Anyway, so that's what I've been doing. Go, me. Now I have to go buy dogfood before the store closes...
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[Error: unknown template qotd]Bad drivers. People who talk on the phone and/or eat and/or fiddle around with stuff in the passenger seat and/or turn around to talk to their kids in the back while they're meant to be paying attention to the task of piloting a ton of metal and flammable liquids across an unforgiving surface at high speed. People who don't use their turn signals because they're either lazy or doing one of those other things mentioned above. People who drive 20 mph, then 70 mph, then 20 mph, then 70 mph, and then go 90 mph when you try to pass them. People who don't understand what to do at a 4-way stop and either barrel through out of turn, or insist on waving everyone from the other three points through because they have no idea when their turn is supposed to be. Basically, anyone doing anything stupid in or with a vehicle, which is often everyone on the road but me. I am a perfect driver, of course, except I do like to speed - often simply to get away from the other drivers.

The state we live in has no requirements that people take any sort of driver's ed classes, and it's very obvious when out on the road. My best friend has always been an inattentive driver, but now that she has a kid, I'm actually afraid to drive with her because she tends to put the emphasis on parenting when she's behind the wheel.

Lazy idiots.  Here's an example.  At least she admits that her only reason for registering is to get someone to make her something. Would it kill these people to, I don't know, say "hello" before asking for things? I was raised by wolves and sometimes run roughshod over the more delicate of the social graces, but I can't imagine ever thinking it was acceptable to wander into strangers' houses and ask them to do me favors.
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Is this person being a dick?

I behaved like a mature lady, I think, but I'm annoyed. After discovering this person/his email hails from a dubious web entity that I actually thought no longer existed*, all I wanted to do was make snide comments about A-Holers and request that he please fuck the fuck off of the real internet.

*I'm out of the loop on most public matters, though. I thought Ted Kennedy was already dead, so I was really suprised when I learned that he'd had a seizure on Inauguration Day.

But, seriously - who the hell uses AOL anymore? 
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Since LJ's demise seems imminent...


I've got a new personal journal over there, too, to replace/back up the LJ one I haven't posted in for well over a year. Despite my lack of chattiness on LJ in recent months, everyone who really matters to me (other than the Mr.) is someone I met on LJ, so the idea that LJ as I have known it could and very likely will disappear is pretty sad. Even if LJ is technically still available, I'm inclined to move on.

oh, woe is LJ! )

In irritants-related news, it has always driven me a little bit further towards insane to note that the LJ spellchecker doesn't recognize "LJ" as legitimate usage. Huh. But it apparently recognizes "Sup" and "6A." Somehow, that doesn't surprise me.

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