Hi. I'm l33. I'm figuring some shit out. The basic stuff, for now, is that I am old, choleric, and live in the American Midwest. I do title work and read a lot. I like books and history.
More to follow.
More to follow.
Alive, Alive-O
Jul. 3rd, 2021 09:54 pmRumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated. (In the immortal words of Ass Dan, "you know I'm going to live forever!" All joking aside, I am not as confident of my immortality.)
( What have I been doing? Here's a lot of words to say that it hasn't been very much. )
I don't know if this post heralds a golden age of my glorious return, or if it means I'll be back in another six months. I suppose there's only one way to find out. In my absence, I haven't really read anyone's back posts extensively, though I have gathered from skimming that some of you are Going Through It, and I'm sorry to hear that.
There is no Stirring Conclusion here. I'm feeling tired and it's time to hit the hay for an exciting day of Cleaning! tomorrow. Not locking this because nothing matters anyway :D
( What have I been doing? Here's a lot of words to say that it hasn't been very much. )
I don't know if this post heralds a golden age of my glorious return, or if it means I'll be back in another six months. I suppose there's only one way to find out. In my absence, I haven't really read anyone's back posts extensively, though I have gathered from skimming that some of you are Going Through It, and I'm sorry to hear that.
There is no Stirring Conclusion here. I'm feeling tired and it's time to hit the hay for an exciting day of Cleaning! tomorrow. Not locking this because nothing matters anyway :D
Okay, so remember all that hyperventilating I went through?
It was for naught. R and I are together now :)
It was for naught. R and I are together now :)
(With apologies to e.e. cummings.)
This doesn't begin to approach one of![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rubyelf's nature walk posts, but I wanted to write about it anyway.
I didn't have time to drive to the Y this morning, so I headed out to the B-Line, whose trailhead isn't a mile off my apartment. It's been raining like nobody's business off and on, and some patches of yards were a little waterlogged, with the grass peeking up just centimeters above a puddle. I passed smallish, slightly run-down houses set back from the road, and it occurred to me that if you transplanted them a few hundred miles and a different cultural landscape, they wouldn't be out of place in an Appalachian holler. (Or maybe the landscape isn't so different; here in Indiana, we were settled from the South, and my own Grandma's ancestors came west from Maryland and Virginia and then north from Kentucky. Lolmom once said that of all the places we lived when I was growing up, she liked Maryland best because it reminded her of Indiana. Perhaps I like Bloomington because it reminds me of Maryland; Indiana was only half-remembered before I came back when I was seventeen.)
I passed a large, well-kept green swathe in back of one of the little houses. The near West side, where I live, was populated by working-class people in the late 1800s and early 1900s, and the little houses, tidy on their small lawns, remind you of this. At first, I thought, "Huh, that's interesting, I didn't know their yard was so big," and then I looked up and saw the tombstones: oh, of course, this is probably part of White Oak. White Oak's two hundred years old, or almost, but it's still a working cemetery and you can still buy a plot there.
The B-Line isn't far from civilization, though you can pretend it is. I was alone, and went farther in than I ever have before; on both sides, in the wooded area, there was yarrow, and small thistles, and violets. There was honeysuckle growing around the fence that separates the trail from the train tracks, too; I almost felt as if I had stepped into someplace outside of time. The sky was grey, though it wasn't raining yet.
It was a nice walk. I might need to make a point of walking on the B-Line more often.
This doesn't begin to approach one of
rubyelf's nature walk posts, but I wanted to write about it anyway. I didn't have time to drive to the Y this morning, so I headed out to the B-Line, whose trailhead isn't a mile off my apartment. It's been raining like nobody's business off and on, and some patches of yards were a little waterlogged, with the grass peeking up just centimeters above a puddle. I passed smallish, slightly run-down houses set back from the road, and it occurred to me that if you transplanted them a few hundred miles and a different cultural landscape, they wouldn't be out of place in an Appalachian holler. (Or maybe the landscape isn't so different; here in Indiana, we were settled from the South, and my own Grandma's ancestors came west from Maryland and Virginia and then north from Kentucky. Lolmom once said that of all the places we lived when I was growing up, she liked Maryland best because it reminded her of Indiana. Perhaps I like Bloomington because it reminds me of Maryland; Indiana was only half-remembered before I came back when I was seventeen.)
I passed a large, well-kept green swathe in back of one of the little houses. The near West side, where I live, was populated by working-class people in the late 1800s and early 1900s, and the little houses, tidy on their small lawns, remind you of this. At first, I thought, "Huh, that's interesting, I didn't know their yard was so big," and then I looked up and saw the tombstones: oh, of course, this is probably part of White Oak. White Oak's two hundred years old, or almost, but it's still a working cemetery and you can still buy a plot there.
The B-Line isn't far from civilization, though you can pretend it is. I was alone, and went farther in than I ever have before; on both sides, in the wooded area, there was yarrow, and small thistles, and violets. There was honeysuckle growing around the fence that separates the trail from the train tracks, too; I almost felt as if I had stepped into someplace outside of time. The sky was grey, though it wasn't raining yet.
It was a nice walk. I might need to make a point of walking on the B-Line more often.
A Thought Process
Apr. 25th, 2017 04:04 pm-->WHERE ARE MY BOOKS AMAZON
-->WHERE ARE THEY
-->YOU SAID THEY WOULD COME TODAY
-->It is my first day off in more than a month and I want to read and I want to read my new Green Knowe book dammit
! I love Green Knowe as much as I did when I was a kid
??? how did I go almost 25 years without reading those books?
--> The mail is usually here by now
! let's go check
!!! federal tax refund is here!
* w33t
??? OKAY SO BOOKS??????
--> Sweet Jesus, what is taking so long
--> WHAT IF THEY DIDN'T COME TODAY
-->oh wait
-->I didn't check the mail yesterday
* because I was schlepping the bedding in from the car and I couldn't do that and have a hand free to check the mail
-->so the tax check probably came yesterday
--> BUT STILL AMAZON
-->YOU SAID BY EIGHT O'CLOCK AND IT'S ALREADY AFTER FOUR
???I wonder if the Chocolate Moose is open
-->WHERE ARE THEY
-->YOU SAID THEY WOULD COME TODAY
-->It is my first day off in more than a month and I want to read and I want to read my new Green Knowe book dammit
! I love Green Knowe as much as I did when I was a kid
??? how did I go almost 25 years without reading those books?
--> The mail is usually here by now
! let's go check
!!! federal tax refund is here!
* w33t
??? OKAY SO BOOKS??????
--> Sweet Jesus, what is taking so long
--> WHAT IF THEY DIDN'T COME TODAY
-->oh wait
-->I didn't check the mail yesterday
* because I was schlepping the bedding in from the car and I couldn't do that and have a hand free to check the mail
-->so the tax check probably came yesterday
--> BUT STILL AMAZON
-->YOU SAID BY EIGHT O'CLOCK AND IT'S ALREADY AFTER FOUR
???I wonder if the Chocolate Moose is open
shout in eternity
Apr. 15th, 2017 10:52 pmGood evening, friends.
I am not deleting my LiveJournal and will probably have some form of presence until LJ implodes sooner or later. (Bluntly put, I'm an actual LGBTQ+ person who is potentially affected by our new overlords.) That said, I will no longer actively post on LJ(save maybe at Runaway Tales, though I've not been active there in yonks). Everything gets posted here (xifeng@DW) and ported to LJ. You can comment here or there, as you like.
I was on LJ for almost 15 years. That seems impossible to me.
I am not deleting my LiveJournal and will probably have some form of presence until LJ implodes sooner or later. (Bluntly put, I'm an actual LGBTQ+ person who is potentially affected by our new overlords.) That said, I will no longer actively post on LJ(save maybe at Runaway Tales, though I've not been active there in yonks). Everything gets posted here (xifeng@DW) and ported to LJ. You can comment here or there, as you like.
I was on LJ for almost 15 years. That seems impossible to me.
Zentangle - Tangle #1
Oct. 7th, 2013 08:14 pmSo today's assignment was to draw a zentangle with the last three tangles I learned (Knight's Bridge, Nekton, and Fescu), plus any of the previous tangles. I had to work to make it look not like the book, because I am not at all sure of myself when I'm drawing. Hopefully it doesn't suck too hard.
( Tangle #1 )
This entry was originally posted at http://xifeng.dreamwidth.org/8430.html. You can comment here or there.
( Tangle #1 )
This entry was originally posted at http://xifeng.dreamwidth.org/8430.html. You can comment here or there.
Zentangle - Tangle #1
Oct. 7th, 2013 08:14 pmSo today's assignment was to draw a zentangle with the last three tangles I learned (Knight's Bridge, Nekton, and Fescu), plus any of the previous tangles. I had to work to make it look not like the book, because I am not at all sure of myself when I'm drawing. Hopefully it doesn't suck too hard.
( Tangle #1 )
( Tangle #1 )
Title: The Downward Path to Wisdom
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
daily_prompt
Warnings: None.
Summary: 1918. Anna does what she wants.
( The Downward Path to Wisdom )
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:
daily_promptWarnings: None.
Summary: 1918. Anna does what she wants.
( The Downward Path to Wisdom )
Zentangle - Knights' Bridge
Aug. 4th, 2013 03:38 pmI probably shouldn't judge myself so harshly for something that's supposed to be fun and enjoyable, but I feel like the bottom part is too large. This was almost meditative for me.
( Knights' Bridge )
( Knights' Bridge )
Zentangle - Crescent Moon
Aug. 3rd, 2013 08:57 pmOkay, so getting back into this again. I think I could have dialed down the boldness on the brush tips a bit. (Have I mentioned I ultimately plan to go back and do these all in traditional media? Which I think gives me a little more control.)
( Crescent Moon )
( Crescent Moon )
daily_prompt: #1115, "Miss Hap"
Aug. 3rd, 2013 06:37 amTitle: Miss Hap
Author: Wang Xi-feng (xifeng)
Challenge:daily_prompt. Original.
Warnings: Language.
Summary: 1918. Anna vs. rabbit warren.
( Miss Hap )
Author: Wang Xi-feng (
xifeng)Challenge:
daily_prompt. Original.Warnings: Language.
Summary: 1918. Anna vs. rabbit warren.
( Miss Hap )
The Skythian Woman
Aug. 3rd, 2013 04:33 amTitle: The Skythian Woman
Author: Wang Xi-feng (xifeng)
Fandom: Trojan War/Homer
Warnings: Warfare-related violence, bad language, long-ass death scene.
Summary: Achilles and Penthesilea, retold. Only the words are mine.
( The Skythian Woman )
Author: Wang Xi-feng (
xifeng)Fandom: Trojan War/Homer
Warnings: Warfare-related violence, bad language, long-ass death scene.
Summary: Achilles and Penthesilea, retold. Only the words are mine.
( The Skythian Woman )
daily_prompt: #1090, "First Light"
Jul. 8th, 2013 08:52 pmTitle: First Light
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:daily_prompt. Original.
Warnings: Language, hints at past violence.
Summary: 1937. Everything is about to change.
( First Light )
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:
daily_prompt. Original.Warnings: Language, hints at past violence.
Summary: 1937. Everything is about to change.
( First Light )
daily_prompt: #1, "Start Again"
Jul. 7th, 2013 09:41 pmTitle: Start Again
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:daily_prompt. Original.
Warnings: Warfare-related violence.
Summary: 1920. Anna finds her calling.
( Start Again )
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:
daily_prompt. Original.Warnings: Warfare-related violence.
Summary: 1920. Anna finds her calling.
( Start Again )
daily_prompt: #908, "Display Case"
Apr. 21st, 2013 11:01 pmTitle: The Collector
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:daily_prompt. Original.
Warnings: Non-graphic mention of dead bodies and congenital disabilities.
Summary: 1909. What thoughts is Stepan Harlov putting in his children's heads?
( The Collector )
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:
daily_prompt. Original.Warnings: Non-graphic mention of dead bodies and congenital disabilities.
Summary: 1909. What thoughts is Stepan Harlov putting in his children's heads?
( The Collector )
daily_prompt: #953, "Finance"
Feb. 19th, 2013 07:59 pmTitle: The Times Are Dismal, Dreary, Dolorous, and Dollar-Less
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:daily_prompt. Original.
Warnings: Language.
Summary: 1942. As long as they're a team, Filipp knows they aren't screwed yet.
( The Times Are Dismal, Dreary, Dolorous, and Dollar-Less )
Author: Wang Xi-feng
Challenge:
daily_prompt. Original.Warnings: Language.
Summary: 1942. As long as they're a team, Filipp knows they aren't screwed yet.
( The Times Are Dismal, Dreary, Dolorous, and Dollar-Less )
