The Dangerous Existence of Madame Lee

Title: Platform 9 3/4
Author: Wang Xi-feng (xifeng)
Challenge: daily_prompt. Original.
Warnings: Mild language.
Summary: 1930. Alisja isn't sure this is real.
Notes: I have lived my life in calculated ignorance of the Harry Potter franchise, and boy does it show here!

( Platform 9 3/4 )

Title: I Can Go Anywhere, And Do Anything
Author: Wang Xi-feng (xifeng)
Challenge: daily_prompt. Original.
Warnings: Offstage violence.
Summary: 1927. Alisja is innocent, and Anna corrupt.

( I Can Go Anywhere, And Do Anything )

1.) Happy birthday, daturabelle!

2.) For someone who was going to crash immediately upon arrival at home (after a 6-2 shift), I have done a pretty respectable job of staying up late. galhea and imperfectkatoru are good for that kind of thing, though.

3.) I have decided to save Duel at Ichijoji Temple for when I'm a.) not RPing and b.) less tired and can appreciate Toshiro Mifune its rich tapestry of themes and leitmotifs and oh shit are those SAMURAI??? better.

4.) T minus about 36 hours or so (leaving for weekend trip). Wheeeee!

5.) Note to duokinneas: NO PART 3 UNTIL YOU COMMENT ON PART 2. Or I'll eat all the waffles myself and not let you have any. (j/k you know I can't refuse you waffles, or anything for that matter ♥)

Yo, dethorats! I found some lolarious Smurf pr0n for you! No Care Bear pr0n yet, though.

(Warning, like you can't tell: Link is not safe for work, eyeballs, or childhoods.)

My work here is done. :D

+ I had a series of extremely weird dreams last night. Ugh. Actually, I slept about 12 hours; I went to bed around 9 and woke up a little before 9 a.m.

+ Based on the same frequently-advertised RPG ad I keep finding in my inbox, I'm about to come to the conclusion that Gor is fucking stupid. (No pun intended. Mind you, I am a big fan of good clean BDSM, but I'm not into the master/slave thing except once in a blue moon.) Although I did get a good laugh out of the subject line: "Serious Gorean members for online". Uh huh huh huh huh, members. Heh heh heh m heh heh.

I'm tempted to apply for the express purpose of playing the spider plant of Gor, but somehow I don't think the GM would see the joke. Have you ever noticed how some people take their jollies way too fucking seriously?

(On the other hand, I'm sure a total stranger who came across my running commentary on everything would be like, "Wow, Lee sure thinks samurai are SRS BSNS," so who am I. Except I'm not, you know, fapping to chanbara films or anything. Never having sex again would be an entirely fair trade-off if it meant I got to do a lot of things I want to do. :D)

+ Ihara Saikaku wrote arguably some of the most lolarious literature of Tokugawa Japan. I am omgsoinlove with Tales of Samurai Honor (the title is satirical; a lot of them are about anything but). Particularly recommended: "The Hackberry House, Cursed by the Gods". Admittedly, those of you who actually look up the story (or a synopsis), read about halfway through, and are familiar with my sense of humor will break into groans of execration. Srry.

+ I HAS AN INT0RVIEW. :DDDD For a resumé I sent back in April, of all things. Still, ain't complaining! It's fairly close (on the east side of Evansville) and it's clerical. We'll see if it goes anywhere, but hell, nothing ventured nothing gained.

+ I CAN HAS UNEMPLOYMENT. It's not much, and I can only draw it for about two and a half months before my maximum allotment is up (so I have to find a job before the end of that time, no matter what it is), but hey, it does eliminate some of the immediate money worries.

+ It was so so so so so nice outside today. Sunny, but not too hot, and not humid at all. There was a good breeze blowing, too. :DDDD ♥

+ deliciouspastry has been updated, for the 1.5 of you who care about that sort of thing. momo will be glad to know that, thanks to her speshful help, I squeaked in juuust under the wire and got my fandom challenge done. I am taking a week off "assigned" fan writing to concentrate on some other projects (namely, cleaning up and posting "Kind", working on another fic tentatively titled "Penthesilea" because I have no imagination whatsoever, and t3h n0v3l). After that, God knows what'll happen.

+ I realize that nobody gives a shit about Greek mythology/Homer/classics/Trojan War fanfic, other than me, but right now that's what I feel like writing. IF PEOPLE AREN'T ON THEIR BEST BEHAVIOR, I CAN START WRITING SAMURAI FIC REAL FAST.

1.) I spoke too soon about the election. Turns out the courthouses at Salem and English were open and I had to go there. Blecch ptooey. Even worse, I have to go BACK to Salem tomorrow even though all my other work is IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION, because the clerk's office was closed for non-election business and by no stretch of the imagination could my judgment running be called election business.
1a.) Dear client: suck asshole! Yours sincerely, Akita Yukichi Lee.

2.) Two more weeks until vacation. Two more weeks until vacation. Two more weeks until vacation...

3.) momo, I made my pairing claim. My first fic is due on 8 June. Let the harrassment begin. Only your speshful help stands between me and certain d00m.

4.) NOTE TO USERS OF XFO, and anyone else who gives a shit about XFO: I've got a car payment to make and a few other bills to settle, but after that I will renew the hosting. That's the good news. I don't know if our files will still be there, though, but let's cross our fingers.

5.) Oh hey, you made it to the end of this post. Here, have a heart: ♥

I finally got the hot cross buns made, and feel terribly sorry for anyone who has picked up vaguely bun-shaped dinner-roll-like objects with bits of raisins and an icing cross at the grocery store, because those are NOT REAL BUNS. Teh m0mmy is dyeing eggs, though she keeps wandering off and forgetting about the eggs; at least she doesn't have to hide them for us anymore, which is a good thing. (We used to get really excited about this as kids, apparently. I remember one incident at about 3:30 in the morning when X-chan was around 9 or so, and I was probably about 12; X-chan let herself into my room to announce that she'd found an Easter egg. My response to this was to the effect of, "If you don't go away and let me sleep, you're going to have more to worry about then where the hell the Easter eggs are.")

At least this Easter won't pass without an Army green egg, a tradition at our house.

It has been cold, and my skin is terribly dry. Except, of course, for the inside of my nose, which is a breeding ground for horrific zits.

Also, I have finally figured out a title for this piece I'm working on at the moment, except that's really not going to help me much with the plot, now is it.

I'm not really sure why I suddenly feel the need to chronicle every little mundane detail of my day, but there you have it. Enjoy it, or don't.

*blows off dust* Hopefully, there will be time and interest enough to keep up with this stuff, now that I actually can call my soul my own again. So: word of the day is "anemic". Anna. Not too much to object to, other than death and mild cursing.

( The End )

First, a public service announcement: If you're here from galhea's journal, everything here sucks and no one may read it because it causes retinal melting. Also your liver will eject itself from your ass. Thank you for your attention to this matter.

The word of the day was "trees". Anna, het, not much to object to.

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Next up: more daily15 stuffs. Poss. also more Trojan War fic, depending on if I get it done.