My dad had a drug test for a job at City Center; cross your fingers, it would help out ENORMOUSLY and make all the difference in the world, especially about our health insurance for my mom.

I lost my job. There were only eight days left, and I'm glad to see the backside of it because I knew I wasn't making my goal and so I spent the last week there constantly cringing in fear of the axe. Still don't get paid until the 24th - planning on using it for school. Can't believe this, but I owe CSN a 160 bucks, so I hope I made enough to cover this next semester.

Also, I'm running out of pens. I might put some of the earlier Boccaccio illustrations on Etsy, but I doubt anyone will buy them. :(

Because I lost the job, I have no idea when the internet will get turned back on at my house, and the neighbors seem to have gotten sick of us and locked the network down. I'm at the library right now.

I posted the first of two or three Amazon illustrations.

Here's some stuff I liked:

Now Let Us Praise Awesome Dinosaurs: this is like the story of dinosaurs from my dreams. It's about dinosaurs from Mars who move back to earth, an earth where dinosaurs do gutterpunk things like race cars and fight in youtube videos. Really, truly awesome dinosaurs.

This article on horse puppets in "Warhorse": anyone else think that puppetry for the stage is the place to be lately? This is really amazing.

I also saw Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Here are my thoughts: ( Dumbledore dies on page 596. )

Other than that, liked the movie at least as much as I like anything Harry Potter.

I have a metric fuckload of Dreamwidth codes, if you are unable to get one from anyone else offering this morning. No one took my last batch, so I probably have like five or six.

You know the drill: email address in the comments. Expect lateness due to my internet situation.

I wanted to go out tonight, but the way I'm feeling it seems like I'll probably take a nap and watch some DS9 with my brother.

I want the bankcard though, because I want to go down to Ralph's tomorrow for the signing, even though I have nothing to sign. Hey, canenero, want to go with me?

My mom is in the hospital again, so I had to use my money to take the bus to work and then to the hospital to get the car.

And then I used the car to drop off my time sheet, but it actually isn't due until the 15th, but taking the car up there meant I had to fill it with something and now I have a grand total of like, three bucks. :(

Mom has a bit of money though, so I'll probably go back down there to get her bank card and take out a twenty. I need some coffee and soy milk.

I'm tired, and it briefly looked like it would rain here. Hope it does.

I'm in the lead again in the family! Robert McNamara: the only time you ever made someone WIN.

Sadly, I didn't know for almost a day that he bit it, because traditional media sucks. But I about spazzed out last night during the Rachel Maddow segment.

Man writes scaremongering post about how life without copyright would SUCK.

I wrote this big fucking essay/rant about how dumb this is, but I probably won't have internet access to fight people online who are wrong. Suffice to say: people don't buy shit because it's copyrighted. If they did, every fucking computer in the universe would run Linux and Firefox and no one would remember what Microsoft did because Steve Jobs would be some unknown coder in Palo Alta.

They buy/read/consume because it's aspirational to do so.

Having a job and no wifi means I have no time for the internet. You'd think this would mean that I would be making more art, but it hasn't substantially been so - I'm trying to watch DS9 with my brother from the beginning.

In fact, I'm at the library right now, picking up more DVDs. Season Three, Five and Six? WTF. But I just remembered I have (almost) every episode PAINSTAKINGLY recorded off of late night cable on VHS. Remember when you did that shit? And you made loving labels with glitter pens? I'm forcing him to keep watching it - he loves TNG best. Sigh. He did call it "The West Wing, but in space." He followed it up with: "Except, if it's a boring episode you still have to watch it for the plot."

Okay: enough of that, if you're not following Anbaric blog, there's an ARTICLE ABOUT DRUNK THE COMIC in the Sun today! Noelle got a quote! :D

Oh god, they just turned out the lights. In a library. Before the shadows get me, I should log off my twitter, right? Damn you to hell Moffat.

I won't lie, I've been abusing my neighbor's wifi, but at this distance it's like using 56k or worse. (I can't get it at all on iPod.) So I can't say I've been on much.

I got the job. Started today. It runs a month, but because of how the temp agency pays me I won't hardly see any of the money until it is almost over. I have Friday off because of the holiday.

Here's today's Famous Woman: Ceres, which is Cooper's favorite and one of the ones I really like. Please check the art out!

yahtzee63 wrote another amazing Trek fic, which has kept me happy the past hour or so. I'll probably save it to my hd to read through again. Of Two Worlds in which Spock has to pick between the new universe and the old universe due to a strange intervention.

Well, the Internet got turned off because I can't pay the bill so expect to see a lot less of me until I figure out what to do about it. Go check anbaric_art, which I'm going to keep updated for my art blog. Some of the recent posts I'm really proud of...

Had a job interview today. Should find out in a bit if I got it.

In news: cannot believe the Pirate Bay SOLD OUT. They claim they're going to donate the money to a Internet freedom group. We'll see.

The reason wanking is annoying is because it is not a productive activity. It replaces that energy with angry self-righteousness, which is an emotion that is SO SATISFYING, but is actually empty calories.

In other news, I spent most of my night in a depressive funk about my unemployment, but I did go out to dinner with my dad and then my brother and I watched Persepolis in an attempt to spark discussion about Iranian politics. It did not work, but I did discover that Persepolis has an English language dub. I had no idea.

Look! This woman has a pet capybara! Cute pictures!

I got rec'ed twice in one day?! I feel like I've arrived or something. Thanks!

Yesterday was a busy day: I had a job interview, then I was watching my cousin Ira and Alica's kids all day. (RJ. Just. RJ. When do the boy children start to settle down?)

Cooper came to pick me up and was super good with them. If I ever had to sit them alone, I'd get him to come over to wrangle RJ, and not just because I don't have the energy level to deal with little boy children. Mainly because he knows more about Transformers than should be legal.

After we left, we got toasted on rum and cokes while watching Slings and Arrows and discussing what we'd do to make Wonder Woman a more awesome comic.

Anyway, spent most of the day watching TNG with my brother. We broke to take him to the dentist and to go to the library to return/rent new DVDs. Oh, and I napped in between.

I'm kind of considering going to the First Friday fundraiser at Dino's tomorrow. It's only seven bucks and there'll probably be a lot of interesting people there.

Wow, haven't posted in a while. So. This is what I've been up to: on Friday I went to a gallery show - LVSK8 iii, it was excellent btw. Then went to Karaoke at Dino's with Lauren McCubbin and her Feminist Drinking Club. Got kinda liquored up so we all dried out across the street at White Cross (om nom nom fried potatoes) and then came home and stayed up FAR too late obsessing over the Iranian protest situation. I don't think I went to bed until about 6am.

I'm sure you all have seen the horrible video of Neda, right? Right. It's terrible but beautiful. I don't know how to explain - some reflexive American sense of patriotism that dying for freedom is the best death or something. (Though obviously, it would be better were she and all the others to live.)

Because I've been staying up late, my times sleeping and waking are getting really erratic. It doesn't help that my little brother is basically nocturnal and after he gets tired of PvP on XBox live he comes to my room and we puddle up and gorge ourselves sick on Star Trek. We're actually watching it faster than I can write reviews, so I think I'm going to stop doing them unless we have actually interesting thoughts.

When I'm NOT obsessing over Star Trek and Iranian politics, I've been doing art. I'm launching the project I've been working on over at anbaric_art on Monday, so please friend it and spread the word. It's 106 illustrations, one for every woman in Boccaccio's "On Famous Women".

Oh, and I have a job interview on Monday. Please think good thoughts; I have to land one of these someday, right? It could be this one!

Long overdue, which means you've no doubt read them already.

An open letter to Winona Kirk

Meta. Dear Winona Kirk,

Is that even really your name, did you take your husband’s name? Did you have a big wedding, did you wear a big white dress? (Do they still do that in the future?)

Is it weird, meta that makes you cry?

Lunch and other obscenities

A Uhura&Gaila friendship fic, about taboo and society. This is the Federation I know and love. The author does a beautiful job fleshing out the Orions - I particularly like that Gaila, in this story, is not an escaped slave.

Break

You know when you fall in love so much with a fic that you scroll back up mid-paragraph and read it again, and roll the idea around in your head to see if you want to keep it forever (but you already know you do.)

That's this fic. It's a beautiful long fic about Uhura and Spock, falling in love at the Academy.

Every time there's an election in Iran, I hope that this is going to be the one. The lack of media coverage in America right now on the brewing revolution there is positively shameful; Iranians, you're totally in my thoughts. I wish I could be there, actually, but it's something you guys gotta do on your own.

Best of luck.

Cocaine use isn't as bad as claimed.

A brief story that opens the door to a WHO report on cocaine use that was shelved due American pressure because the researchers reported that brief and occasional recreational use of cocaine is not harmful.

Chaz Bono is transitioning.

Good for him!

This company makes Escher-based tiles.

Weirdly enough, they are apparently very strict about copyright. Ha ha ha.

Gunman opens fire at the Holocaust Museum on the National Mall.

The gunman was 89. I can't get over that. At 89 don't you have better things to do than hate?

RIP, Stephen Tyrone Jones. Almost certainly not what he envisioned happening over breakfast this morning when he went in to work.

Operation Rescue wants to buy Dr. Tiller's clinic... and turn it into a pro-life museum.

Just to prove they are still sick in the head, as if you needed confirmation.

Amnesty has a letter writing appeal going for the journalists in North Korea. If you go over to send a letter, try a few extra clicks to send one for Daw Aung San Suu Kyi, okay?

From the White House flickr stream.

How the fuck did America elect this guy? I thought maybe that Michelle picked the Pompadour Center because the kids wanted to go.

(It's not impossible, I wanted to go to the Pompadour Center when I was eight. Maybe Sasha really like art.)

But check that out, that is some serious Kandinski contemplation right there. It makes it hard for me to be filled with disappointment about DADT.

North Korea sentenced Laura Ling and Euna Lee to twelve years hard labor today.

I have no words for how profoundly depressing that is.

In other news, the UK elected two facists to the EU Parlament, way to go UK, but Sweden sent a member of the Pirate Party AND the new German Pirate Party had a pretty good showing for its first election.

YAY PIRACY.

Near the end of the tour, he said, “Hear that guys? No evidence aliens actually built this.” Not having heard what proceeded that comment, it was hard to tell why someone would think aliens had in fact built the pyramids...

"Black people didn't build no pyramids!" That's one of MY favorite 'racism is hilarious' jokes too, Barack.

Here's a new picture of Tank Man.

It constantly bums me out to know that this man is dead. (I know there are rumors that he's alive in Taiwan, but he gets busted by blueshirts at the end of this protest, so I find that unlikely.)

So I did something stupid today.

But in other news: I have .22 cents in my bank account. Fuck you forever, Bank of America and your dumb account fees. I would like to be employed now, universe.

I'm supposed to go over to Noelle's and have a sleepover, after which I'm going to help her pack a bit for her new house. Then we're going to go swim in the pool with her baby. Sounds very relaxing and awesome. I'm pro-swimming with Saba.

Quick, which Star Trek movie are we watching! A flowchart handy-guide. Print it out and give to your non-Trekkie family members.



Right off the heels of the OMG BEATLES GAME video is the Opening Animation to said Beatles Game. OMG. It's too cute. I'm tempted to make icons. I admit though, it's kind of weird that it just fades out to the game post-psychedelia. We already know there's a rooftop stage for Let It Be...

Admit it: this is the only band game you'll want to buy to see how they do story mode.