So I think I've finally gotten my postering the apartment binge out of my system. Went to the local poster shop the other day, and swiped the single Waterhouse they had on display. Now I've got A Mermaid looming over my futon. I originally got her for the bathroom, but she was just too pretty to hide away in there.

I plastered the last apartment I lived in with impressionists, so I figured it might be time to indulge my inner Pre-Raphealite fangirl. Darcy picked out a couple of japanese landscape prints after I threatened to cover her side of the room with Orlando Bloom posters. One is an ocean scene with waves crashing against rocks, and the other is snow-covered mountains.

Yesterday they were selling posters at the student center, so I stopped by and flipped through them. I passed on the Accolade and Midsummer Eve and Hunt's Lady of Shallot to finally settle on yet another Waterhouse, this time Miranda and the Tempest. Unfortunately, it was raining too hard to bring home a poster, which was rather ironic. Fortunately the weather was fairer today, so I made off with it.

Still might get something for the bathroom. Millais's Ophelia, perhaps?

I really want this Lady for over my desk.

Current Mood: artsy

First day of my new D&D; campaign today. Eee!

Since I've never played a druid before, and I was goaded for never having played an elf either, I am playing an elven druid. A grizzled, feral, one-armed, horribly scarred druid. No hippie princess elf for me. I read entrails for divination!

The rest of the party consists of a female dwarven paladin, a female human fighter whose been rather nondescript thus far, a human monk, a scholarly half-elven diviner with a toad familiar, and a gnomish cavalryman who rides a giant burrowing worm-thing. I think it's going to be a fun little group.

First day of new classes tomorrow. Eee!

Current Mood: excited

So apparently my stomach has been gurgling lately because it's decided to try to digest itself. I spent a good portion of this evening curled up on the futon in a little ball of acute acidic pain while Darcy made an emergency Tums run.

She also got me a nifty little USB drive since I've been having trouble backing up my files to cd lately.

My sister kicks all kinds of ass.

Current Mood: grateful

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Current Mood: lethargic

Twilight Samurai is a wonderful movie.

Around the World in 80 Days is not.

Current Mood: okay

You know your birthday is nearly upon you when your nearest and dearest start randomly asking you what your favorite kind of cheesecake is.

^__^

Current Mood: hungry

On Friday night I started playing in a D&D; mini-campaign. It's set in a pseudo-Norse land, and the DM told us that we all had to play non-humans (excluding elves and dwarves) from the same village, and had to choose one of the Vanir deities to worship.

We eventually settled on Selkies after intense consideration of Wereravens and many jokes about My Little Kelpies. I'm playing a naieve young ranger who has never travelled very far inland, and the rest of the party conists of a rogue and a priest of Njord. None of us have ever seen humans before.

We decided that we lived in a nomadic village, which made me think that Selkies would make really kickass vikings. I have a charming image of a herd of seals coming ashore near a little village, and then swimming away the next day with the village in smouldering ruins behind them. No one expects the seals to club back.

Saturday I got roped into running l5r. We finished up Tomb of Iuchiban, and my players decided that they wanted to go through Time of the Void again with intent to trash the official timeline as much as possible. Everyone is playing Minor Clan characters, and I think they've already plotted how to kill off every Thunder except for Kachiko. I'm only going to need a couple of NPCs for the Thunder thing to work, since I have a Wasp to replace the Scorpion, a Moshi for the Phoenix, a Badger for the Crab, a Dragonfly for the Dragon, and a Sparrow for the Crane. They've already got one party NPC, a Mantis ship captain who is basically an l5r translation of Theon Greyjoy, and as such has the single longest disadvangage list I've ever seen: Black sheep, overconfident, driven, jealousy, lechery, unluck, etc. He's got a couple of ranks as Akodo bushi due to the Black Sheep thing, because just as the Mantis=Greyjoys, the Starks are SO Akodo. Except for Sansa, who is totally Crane. Anyway. I got them all together via a summons from Yoritomo after a Mantis ship spotted Kuni Yori making a deal with the oni, and they were sent off to investigate the Crab further. They didn't do much besides pick a fight with the first Kaiu warship they saw with the intention of capturing the crew and selling the ship to the Mantis.

Current Mood: geeky

Today I played dress-up doll for my mother at the Old English Faire in Peoria. My dress was quite lovely, but it was a pain in the ass needing to have someone else lace up the back and tie the gauntlets on the sleeves in place. We left early in the morning, and for most of the car ride there I zonked out like a mildly carsick Lady of Shallot.

At the fair itself there was jousting, sword fighting, bellydancing, fried artichokes for lunch, a kiss on the hand from a guy in a viking helmet, and much of being called m'lady. I think the most entertaining moment of the day was when one of the knights at the joust handed his horse to his squire, and the horse started scratching his head against the squire's chainmail.

I ended up coming home with a rose-colored coffee mug with a griffin etched onto it, and mild sunburn on my nose and chest.

Current Mood: quixotic

Let's annoy Harlan Ellison!

Current Mood: amused

Darcy is finally settled into her apartment for the summer. If I never have to drag another box of computer books up three flights of stairs, it'll be too soon. It was a very long process, exaccerbated by the fact I'm a little weenie girlie-girl with no upper-body strength to speak of.

I think I must have been going through a gothy phase when I bought my kitchen stuff. I found myself unpacking black dishes, black glass goblets, and my stained-glass-looking placemats. I made an overly-indulgent run to Target for redecoration purposes. I ended up getting a mat for in front of the front door, a purple non-obnoxious flower-print shower curtain and its matching rug and frosted purple glass accoutrements for the bathroom, a black fabric dish chair for video gaming, a tablecloth in a muted, neutral shade of purple and darker purple linen placemats, and a cylindrical accent lamp. Normally I wouldn't go so overboard on the purple, but it's her favorite color and I'm just wierd about everything matching in a studio apartment.

The walls are still bare and I can't find my Van Gogh prints anywhere. This vexes me.

( In other news, I had another post-apocalyptic dream with muppets in it.  )

Current Mood: awake