mizzmarvel: (MLP Applejack's a-thinkin' - tmg_icons)
Okay, let's do this now! Stolen from one of several posts on my flist:

Analogous to library-fine-amnesty day or tax-amnesty day, this is the Things You Should Probably Know About Me But Forgot amnesty meme. Or alternatively, Things You Should Probably Know About Me But Never Knew. If there are things you'd feel embarrassed asking me to my face the next time you see me, or issues you've been careful not to raise because you didn't know my position on them or relationship to them, because it seems like something everyone else knows by now, just ask about it as a comment to this thread, and I'll answer it. Since it's the amnesty thread there will be zero guilt or embarrassment involved, even if it's something I might normally give you a hard time about not knowing.

In addition, if it is actually a Thing You Really Shouldn't Know About Me, I will not give you a hard time about thinking you should. I'll keep this thread unlocked unless conversations necessitate some kind of security settings.

my rituals

Dec. 31st, 2010 03:00 pm
mizzmarvel: (uhura is pretty (awesome) - entwashian)
I generally consider myself a logical person by nature. I believe in the power of science, the intrinsic beauty of evolution, and the vast potential of the human mind. Whether God or gods come into this, I'm not sure; I'm an agnostic, so I suppose I'll find out someday, one way or another.

But despite that, my days are ruled by ritual. Every day, there are dozens of things I'm compelled to do because, in a vague sense, I feel like I must in order to keep my world going. I don't know if this is an obsessive-compulsive thing, but either way it's ridiculous. I took a lot of anthropology classes; I've studied these sorts of things extensively and can talk about them in a dispassionate, academic sort of way. But I still have to do them.

My daily rituals are so routine that they're not a hassle. But on special occasions, they sometimes get really complicated. The worst is when I fly somewhere. I won't go into too much detail, but among other things, I have to wear my lucky travel shirt for the first leg of the journey (I've owned it since maybe eighth grade, and I don't know what I'd do if something happened to it) and I must be holding the emergency instructions for the entire time I'm in my seat. I have to; it's my part in keeping the plane safely in the air.

And today, New Year's Eve, has special rituals too. I shave every part of me that needs shaving. In the shower, I scrub harder than I do any other day of the year. All my clothes must be absolutely clean -- no second-day jeans today. I'm washing away the old year and all the negativity that came with it, so I can start the new year totally fresh.

I'm just want better things from 2011. I'll do whatever I can to make it so, even if they make no sense.

sleeps now?

Sep. 3rd, 2010 10:30 pm
mizzmarvel: (starter for ten - willow_icons)
It's only just 10:30, and I feel like if I have to keep my eyes open even ten seconds longer, I'm going to explode.

When did that happen?

When did I start getting old? I object to this, life.
mizzmarvel: (mizzmarvel = hot stuff)
I saw the guy who sketched me again today. This time, he was dressed like he thought he was a Dickens character or something, and his sketchbook was a more somber black. He thought he could fool his muse, but I sensed his presence and prepared by not washing my hair last night and sneezing until all the makeup was gone from my nose.

Beauty, I has it.

Me = next Mona Lisa?

(Actually, I have been told by two people on two entirely separate occasions that I resemble the woman in this painting. It was flattering, except that the art book she was on the cover of described her as homely. I just wish I had some of that volume.)
mizzmarvel: (ducklings + chaps = YAAA)
I complain about my family, but I'll say one thing about them -- they're supportive as hell. They've never blinked an eye at whatever interested me, be it reading comic books or studying archaeology or waking up early for Saturday morning cartoons all the way through college. I think they just don't see the point in judging me for something so trivial, and if it makes me happy to collect Baby-Sitters Club books, then dammit, my mom's going to comb used bookstores looking for the ones I'm missing.

They're really awesome that way.

It also helps that there's a strong thread of geekiness in many of them as well. They exposed me to the things that were important to them, and I took it and ran. And while, say, my dad didn't realize that reading Foxtrot to me every Sunday would lead to him having to buy me armloads of paperback comic strip anthologies ten years in the future, I can at least blame everything on them.

For example, here's some evidence of where my comic book and Disney obsessions may have originated. Large pics ahoy, dial-up beware.

Comics )

Disney )

In conclusion, how could I not turn out this way?
mizzmarvel: (good god bones - entwashian)
Sorsha pretty much thinks I'm trying to give her a heart attack, since I dropped a book on a soft surface and let my laptop case slump to the floor. Heaven forbid I cause such a racket!

P.S. I was ready for bed like an hour ago, but have not been able to summon the energy to stand up and brush my teeth.


May. 7th, 2009 11:29 pm
mizzmarvel: (charlie brown - beat again!)
Oh man, here's something I need to do: reply to comments. I'm so horrible at getting around to it; I shift from being wildly busy to wildly lazy, but I still need to try harder.

There's a good mantra. I still need to try harder -- at life.

Because I really feel like I should be putting more effort into a lot of things. Being a better person, cultivating a social life, bettering myself. Instead, I do nothing. And it's frustrating, but it's a rut so old that it's really hard to dig myself out of it.
mizzmarvel: (mizzmarvel is frustrated - darthphere)
I endured for months, but tonight I spontaneously caved and bit off my fingernails. They'd obviously grown rather long, even after a manicure, and were increasingly inhibiting my ability to button my shirts, but I'd never gone so long without chewing them. So, in a way, I mourn their loss.

My favorite part of having long nails is clicking them against the keyboard, though. So I bet people around me aren't so sad.
mizzmarvel: (weasley twins - kings of seventh grade)
I often find myself unable to open bottles and jars and pathetically requiring others to open them for me. When I slunk into the living room to ask Heather to open some Vitamin Water, she gave me a Look.

Me: *extending my hands* Look at my hands! They're tiny and soft!

Heather: *in Mackenzie-voice* And they're cold! I have the chilblains!

Look, I can't help it that my hands are as soft as angel kisses. It is just the way of the world. And also because I obsessively apply lotion all day long.
mizzmarvel: (namor)
Countdown meme )


Jul. 25th, 2008 10:35 pm
mizzmarvel: (wonder girl adorable - mignolagraphics)
1. This morning I realized that, not having shaved my legs in a long time, I should do so. But after doing one, I got bored and just left the other as is. So my right leg is smooth, while the other seems to belong to Sasquatch. Asymmetry is so sexy.

2. Later, my grandma called me all worried because apparently my older brother had told her that I'm really sad? Which, okay, sometimes I definitely struggle with depression, but I didn't express this to my brother at all, other than being disappointed about the lack of a job. So I assured her that, no, I'm not planning on throwing myself off a cliff any time soon, and then she basically went, "FIND A MAN AND HAVE BABIES." Because the best thing while unemployed would be to get pregnant!

Then she said she was going to mail me some diamond earrings. Needless to say, it was a very odd conversation.

3. Listening to Savage Love podcasts is not conducive to getting anything done, it seems.

me meme

Jun. 13th, 2008 05:03 pm
mizzmarvel: (ugly betty fiver - noeffingpostage)
"You know how sometimes people on your friends list post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when are they working THERE? Since when are they dating HIM/HER? since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you should already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.

Please copy mine below, erase my answers putting yours in their place then post it in your journal! Please elaborate on the questions that would benefit from elaboration! One-Word-Answers seldom help anyone out :)"

Cut for longness )
mizzmarvel: (lockhart = me - iconzicons)
And today, as I poured out my mini box of Nerds onto my desk at work and carefully separated them into three piles by color (red, pink, and white) and then proceeded to eat the piles of color-coded Nerds in clockwise order, I realized that yeah, my brain might be a little broken.

up and out

Feb. 27th, 2008 07:40 pm
mizzmarvel: (tyger tyger - valdezicons)
TMI related to the last TMI )

So. Today is my last day of being 23. For whatever reason, I've always felt that the age of 24 sets a person firmly into adulthood. All the final lingering claims to merely being a college-age young adult gone. A fully grown, bill-paying, 9 to 5ing woman. Or as my brother, a lad of 19, has so eloquently put it, a grown-ass adult.

You know, I was never one of those kids who was eager to grown up. I fully appreciated being irresponsible and young and letting my parents pay for all my stuff and take care of me. But, you know, this isn't too bad either.
mizzmarvel: (namor - killing honkeys since 1939)
I really want this depression to merely be seasonal.

But even more than that, I want some pickle chips. Evidently, I have my priorities firmly in place.
mizzmarvel: (riddle me this)
Today is one of those days where I sit quietly in my cubicle, numb yet on the verge of tears, and I'm not entirely clear why.

Maybe it's because it's so warm outside that it feels like spring is coming, only I know it isn't.

Maybe it's because the face of Elisabeth Hasselbeck honestly freaks me the hell out, and yet Yahoo thinks everything she does is picture-worthy news.

Maybe it's because this bottle of tea I bought is vastly disappointing.

Maybe it's because Jimmy Carter was attacked by an aquatic rabbit before I was born and George H. W. Bush threw up on the prime minister of Japan when I was too young to fully appreciate it, and I know in my heart that no embarrassing presidential moments will ever be as unironically hilarious.

Maybe it's because all efforts to domesticate the buffalo have proved fruitless, and I don't know why, but that really angers me. I mean, we can put a man on the moon (or a reasonable sound stage facsimile), but we can't bend all of Mother Nature's creatures to our benefit? Come on, people, let's get it together!

Ahahahaha, all kidding aside, no, seriously, I really do feel like crap.

The horrifying part is that this mood has somehow made for a super-productive work day.
mizzmarvel: (madrox: exasperation)
Do you ever have a feeling of keen embarrassment or self-consciousness for no apparent reason? I'm having it right now, and it's very awkward and uncomfortable. Occasionally I'll feel that way when I put on a particular article of clothing, and then I know I can never wear it again

If you haven't felt that way before, it's essentially the sensation of you feeling so self-conscious that you want to climb out of your own skin. Not so fun.

In other news, saw Enchanted tonight. It was pretty cute. More and more, I seem to be crushing on James Marsden. He has such a nice smile.
mizzmarvel: (madrox is the x-factor)
I wish I had telekinesis*, but not for any noble reason. I am just really, really lazy.

To me, pomegranate in the crisper!

Also, I would possibly use it to rob banks. This is probably why it's good that I don't have super powers.

* Yes, telekinesis. I have no brain tonight.


Oct. 18th, 2007 09:51 pm
mizzmarvel: (impulse - thete1)
When are you going to update Blue?

Um, I don't know. I have written some of the next chapter, but I have no idea when it'll be finished. Sometimes creativity doesn't show up as often as one would like.

When are you going to update [livejournal.com profile] bscovertocover?

Making with the funny is hard. I update when I feel like it, or the humor is forced and doesn't work. Also, I can't be bothered to remember the password of my never-updated website, where I host the cover images. Seriously, come on people.

How's your new job?

It's good.

How's Viva Laughlin?

Actually, no one has asked me this, but good question! I don't really know what's going on. Is this a dramedy? A musical? And if I didn't have relatives, you know, actually living in Laughlin to tell me that they've been shooting parts of the show on site, I'd wonder if the producers have ever been there. Um, people go to Laughlin because it is cheaper than Las Vegas. There is minimal flash. However, if Hugh Jackman danced on blackjack tables at their casinos, maybe they'd get a little livelier.

No, seriously, more Blue!

Well, that's not a question and I believe I already answered this, but if you want alternatives, I will suggest that perhaps monetary compensation would motivate me.


Aug. 28th, 2007 09:40 pm
mizzmarvel: (mirror mirror on the wall)
My face doesn't like having make up on it. Make up makes my face want to cry, except then there's the mascara to consider, and my face doesn't like raccoon eyes. No sir, not at all.

And with that, I must say that today is one of those days that feels off from the very beginning, and everything that follows just contributes to the feeling. In other words, I feel inept in every way. I should just lose myself in the dulcet tones of Queen Latifah. Oh QL, take me away!


mizzmarvel: (Default)
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?

January 2012



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