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thawreckaLife is so short. I want to say that I don't know what to say, but I do. I was very intensely into LJRP/DWRP in my 20s; at a time when other people were doing uni and postgrad and forming friendships with people at uni, I was making RP friends. I slowly drifted away from a lot of people, without even meaning to, because life happens, but they were present for a very important, very intense part of my life and I kept meaning to reach out and get to know them again. And then someone dies, and I realise it's too late. A strange, wistful feeling. I think I'm crying more because people I love are grieving than anything else, because I didn't know AJ very well anymore, but really, what a loss.
If there's any upside, it's that this motivated everyone to get back in touch. We are all so much older than we used to be, and some people we still can't find, but it's so nice to get back in touch.
Watched:
I'm still deep into the Prince of Tennis marathon. I remembered nothing of this junior selection camp filler arc until I got to the point where they were all like, wow, Sengoku got shredded!!! Why is that the thing I remember? The boxing style tennis is hilarious, sorry to say. Also, Samada telling Atobe he doesn't care about Atobe's obsession with Tezuka and then Dan faithfully reporting this to Tezuka is hilarious.
Though Tezuka slapping Ryoma to the ground just because Ryoma wants to play a tennis game Tezuka didn't sanction is um serious values dissonance moment, because I think this makes Tezuka look shitty and the anime does not.
If there's any upside, it's that this motivated everyone to get back in touch. We are all so much older than we used to be, and some people we still can't find, but it's so nice to get back in touch.
Watched:
I'm still deep into the Prince of Tennis marathon. I remembered nothing of this junior selection camp filler arc until I got to the point where they were all like, wow, Sengoku got shredded!!! Why is that the thing I remember? The boxing style tennis is hilarious, sorry to say. Also, Samada telling Atobe he doesn't care about Atobe's obsession with Tezuka and then Dan faithfully reporting this to Tezuka is hilarious.
Though Tezuka slapping Ryoma to the ground just because Ryoma wants to play a tennis game Tezuka didn't sanction is um serious values dissonance moment, because I think this makes Tezuka look shitty and the anime does not.
Around the Web
Mar. 19th, 2026 03:03 pmmalymin"Problem Child" by Eli Cugini
Essay on the political subtext of recent Pixar films.
Building a new Flash by Bill
What it says on the tin - a Newsground oldie working on developing a successor to Flash.
I've been working on a big post. Nothing "serious" - just indulging the way my media-related interests and my special interests in color-related topics intersect to form a fascination with color motifs in character design and fiction. The problem lies in gathering images and figuring out how to best display them.
I'm trying to crop this image with just css so that just the four color-framed characters are visible.
Orchard Bees
Mar. 19th, 2026 04:02 pmbookscorpion posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
common_natureThis morning I went to check out the big insect hotel near the canal and I was just in time to catch a whole bunch of male European orchard bees who I am fairly sure had just hatched (the females will hatch a little later in the year).
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“what’s it all for / you better live now / before the grim reaper come knocking on your door”
Mar. 19th, 2026 08:52 amlarryhammerHoly crap, how did I only notice this AFTER posting yesterday’s links?!? The people who brought us Krill Waves Radio posted at the start of last April a 1-hour mix of skeleton shrimp to headbanging to instrumental metal, under the Kriller Waves Radio label.
People. They just invented Brinecore. As an April Fools joke.
And it RULES.
---L.
Subject quote from Let’s Go Crazy, Prince and the Revolution.
People. They just invented Brinecore. As an April Fools joke.
And it RULES.
---L.
Subject quote from Let’s Go Crazy, Prince and the Revolution.
What We Are Seeking by Cameron Reed
Mar. 19th, 2026 09:05 amjames_davis_nicoll
John Maraintha wanted to rebuild his life. Instead, he was marooned on a backwater world in the middle of a first contact crisis.
What We Are Seeking by Cameron Reed
Taipei notes
Mar. 19th, 2026 08:08 pmmindstalkGuess I haven't had a Major Outing since the museum visit of the 11th. Keep dithering and getting out late, or having an online social event in the morning, or (yesterday) actually waking up after noon because I guess my body needed it. I've been out, but it's been small things like reading in the nice park, or going out for sushi... actually, I guess the 16th did add up to an Outing; I went to the Sushiro east of me, then walked north through a wet market, then a not-yet-open night market, to the river. ( Read more... )
Monthly culture, February 2026
Mar. 19th, 2026 08:15 amtamaranth12FEB26: Booksmart (Wilde, 2019) -- Netflix
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13FEB26: Lee Miller -- Tate Britain
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19FEB26: Amsterdam (Russell, 2022) -- Netflix
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21FEB26: Cosi Fan Tutte (Mozart, 1790) -- English National Opera
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26FEB26: Train Dreams (Bentley, 2025) -- Netflix
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27FEB26: Iolanthe (Gilbert and Sullivan, 1882) -- Wilton's Music Hall
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Also a week in Malaga, just in time for Storm Leonardo...
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13FEB26: Lee Miller -- Tate Britain
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19FEB26: Amsterdam (Russell, 2022) -- Netflix
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21FEB26: Cosi Fan Tutte (Mozart, 1790) -- English National Opera
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26FEB26: Train Dreams (Bentley, 2025) -- Netflix
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27FEB26: Iolanthe (Gilbert and Sullivan, 1882) -- Wilton's Music Hall
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Also a week in Malaga, just in time for Storm Leonardo...
Mad March Days
Mar. 19th, 2026 07:59 ampoliphilo I was thinking I'd write a summary of what we know about the War in the Middle East, but it would have been speculation and guesswork and deductions based on information designed to mislead so I'm not going to. The madness continues, whizzbangs fly in every direction, the US President is demented, Bibi Netanyahu may be dead.
Here in Britain, we notice a steep rise in the cost of fuel......
But otherwise the Spring weather is (intermittently) glorious, the daffodils are in full spate, I'm feeling (intermittently) energised and want to be making things. In a dream last night I wanted to be making a model railway layout.
Yesterday we had lunch with Miriam and Edna at the Hiker's Rest in East Dean. Afterwards we took their dogs for a brief walk in the wood called Butchershole just up the road from Jevington, where my mother used to keep her racehorses. Anna, who trained and managed those horses, has retired now. Nice woman, gave my mother a lot of fun, helped her lose/throw away a great deal of money.
There are two villages in Sussex called East Dean, one in West Sussex, one in East Sussex. They are both very pretty. People get them mixed up. Here are some pictures of our East Dean- east East Dean if you like, taken around midday with the light at its most magnificently harsh and unforgiving. The pub is called The Tiger, the church is dedicated to St Simon and St Jude......
Finally for all you lovers of the Romanesque, here is a close-up of the carving on the church font:
Here in Britain, we notice a steep rise in the cost of fuel......
But otherwise the Spring weather is (intermittently) glorious, the daffodils are in full spate, I'm feeling (intermittently) energised and want to be making things. In a dream last night I wanted to be making a model railway layout.
Yesterday we had lunch with Miriam and Edna at the Hiker's Rest in East Dean. Afterwards we took their dogs for a brief walk in the wood called Butchershole just up the road from Jevington, where my mother used to keep her racehorses. Anna, who trained and managed those horses, has retired now. Nice woman, gave my mother a lot of fun, helped her lose/throw away a great deal of money.
There are two villages in Sussex called East Dean, one in West Sussex, one in East Sussex. They are both very pretty. People get them mixed up. Here are some pictures of our East Dean- east East Dean if you like, taken around midday with the light at its most magnificently harsh and unforgiving. The pub is called The Tiger, the church is dedicated to St Simon and St Jude......
Finally for all you lovers of the Romanesque, here is a close-up of the carving on the church font:
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Girl’s didn’t get ADHD in the 80’s, we got Overachiever Anxiety disorders.
KH3: The Finale
Mar. 18th, 2026 11:39 pmwitchpoetdreamerOh god. It's done. We've finally got to the end of the series (at least what exists for now). I'm sad. This is sad. I needed a moment to process everything that happened when we finished the game. What do you mean we only learnt Glide (my beloved) and Curaga at the very end of the goddamn game? What do you mean Sora is gone? What do you mean the Toy Story video game Riku is a real character now?
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Mar. 18th, 2026 10:50 pmskygiantsBecause Becky Mahoney and I know each other, I boosted a Bluesky giveaway for her upcoming vampire novel Thrall (coming out next month!) in the spirit of friendship and then was somewhat surprised to discover that I had in fact won the giveaway -- surprised but delighted, obviously, since I've loved all of her previous books even when they weren't LUCY CENTRIC DRACULA RIFFS!! focused around a COLLEGE PIRATE RADIO STATION!!!
The central character of Thrall is Lucy Easting, who has just transferred into beautiful, isolated, mountainside Rollins University from community college, in a bid to get away from her stressed and depressed mother and live a life she's excited about for a change.
Alas! her first college party results in a couple of neck puncture marks, a marked tendency to experience severe migraines in sunlight, and a tragic susceptibility to the ominous vampire voice in her head that occasionally takes over her consciousness and directs her towards uncharacteristic action.
Fortunately! the college is full of prospective allies who are willing to take a chance on Lucy despite her regrettable thrall situation, including but not limited to the host of the local college late-night radio show, who has been a target of the vampire since her sophomore year and has been using the airwaves to try and fight back; Lucy's RA, a determined young woman with very nice arms, who came to the school to investigate after a terrible fate befell her high school ex-boyfriend Jonathan; and the very nice, normal party host who has no previous vampire experience but feels just terrible about the whole situation and is not about to relinquish responsibility for sorting the situation out! it was her party!!
It's a really charming book on a number of levels, but my favorite thing about it as a Dracula riff specifically is how much it's thematically invested in Lucy as a side character -- the narrative is consistently very clear that the vampire is not particularly interested in Lucy; he's obsessed with Athena the radio show host and everything else he's doing is part of his elaborate cat-and-mouse game with her, including incidentally overturning Lucy's life as a by-the-by -- and how Lucy makes the book her own story anyway by sheer force of determination not to be cut out of it. Lucy's energy really drives the book: she wants to live, and she wants to live a life on her own terms, and she's not about to let one horrible encounter take that away from her.
Also, I think it's not a huge spoiler ( but I guess is technically a mild one: lesbians! )
The central character of Thrall is Lucy Easting, who has just transferred into beautiful, isolated, mountainside Rollins University from community college, in a bid to get away from her stressed and depressed mother and live a life she's excited about for a change.
Alas! her first college party results in a couple of neck puncture marks, a marked tendency to experience severe migraines in sunlight, and a tragic susceptibility to the ominous vampire voice in her head that occasionally takes over her consciousness and directs her towards uncharacteristic action.
Fortunately! the college is full of prospective allies who are willing to take a chance on Lucy despite her regrettable thrall situation, including but not limited to the host of the local college late-night radio show, who has been a target of the vampire since her sophomore year and has been using the airwaves to try and fight back; Lucy's RA, a determined young woman with very nice arms, who came to the school to investigate after a terrible fate befell her high school ex-boyfriend Jonathan; and the very nice, normal party host who has no previous vampire experience but feels just terrible about the whole situation and is not about to relinquish responsibility for sorting the situation out! it was her party!!
It's a really charming book on a number of levels, but my favorite thing about it as a Dracula riff specifically is how much it's thematically invested in Lucy as a side character -- the narrative is consistently very clear that the vampire is not particularly interested in Lucy; he's obsessed with Athena the radio show host and everything else he's doing is part of his elaborate cat-and-mouse game with her, including incidentally overturning Lucy's life as a by-the-by -- and how Lucy makes the book her own story anyway by sheer force of determination not to be cut out of it. Lucy's energy really drives the book: she wants to live, and she wants to live a life on her own terms, and she's not about to let one horrible encounter take that away from her.
Also, I think it's not a huge spoiler ( but I guess is technically a mild one: lesbians! )
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Mar. 18th, 2026 10:50 pmsorcyressI slept like garbage and it has given all of today a weird vibe.
Okay, actually today was reasonable decent in the actual day of it all. My classes seemed to go well! Students were doing mostly working at their own paces, but also they were actually doing that! I spent my prep knitting, which is not like 100% most effective work choice, but felt good to be doing and is scads better than playing phone games.
And then we had our geometry team meeting with our department head to review our midterm data and talk about things for the future and I got as close as I ever have to crying in front of my boss. Frustration, mostly. It was normal levels of annoying work bullshit until we got to the point where it was like "maybe next year we have a hard deadline of end of q2 [instead of doing the midterm in q3 like we have the last couple years]". And so I ask "would my [SpEd] inclusion classes be expected to take the exact same midterm?" and boss is all "obvs yes" at which point like.......
...I literally cannot teach the Inclusion classes the exact same curriculum at the exact same pace as the mainstream Geometry classes. We are "only" about a week behind right now, but that's because me and my co-teacher have been extremely thoughtful about what we can cut out of each unit and then doing so. The classes just pace slower in general, compounded by needing to spend more time reviewing algebra skills, compounded by needing to spend more time on classroom management and norm-setting and behavior stuff.
So like. Either I give them a midterm where they do piss because they haven't learned some of the stuff being covered, or I give them a midterm where they all do piss because I've rushed everything so fast they can't actually learn it. "oh but you should have high standards of rigor for your students" _yes that's the problem_. If I didn't give a shit if my kids actually learned the material I could get through this stuff snaps easy.
It's just another step on a whole fuck of bullshit we've been having all year(s). Somehow I will make it work, I'm sure. (but first I must...1).
So the end of my work day had me all verklempt and off-kilter, and unfortunately equity team did not really fix the problem (some weeks it is the best meeting I attend, some weeks it's more focused on the depressing business of dragging the rest of the school kicking and screaming into being anti-racist. The work is always good, but sometimes it's more draining than others.)
Played a bunch of phone games. Did not adequetely prep for tomorrow, by which I mean, did fuck_all_ at the school. Gave up at 6 and came home and did manage to bully myself into a PowerHour which helped. I reread the Adventures of Blue Avenger and did a wee bit more knitting and then ate dinner. Played some Stardew after. Now I'm writing these so I can go off to bed in a maybe-timely manner.
I hope you are well and that tomorrow is better for us all (I always hope this second part). I love you.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: It occurs to me that this essay might actually be worth opening up in the tab next to Good Girls Aren't Here and just having both of them permanent features of my computer. I certainly reference it often enough.
Okay, actually today was reasonable decent in the actual day of it all. My classes seemed to go well! Students were doing mostly working at their own paces, but also they were actually doing that! I spent my prep knitting, which is not like 100% most effective work choice, but felt good to be doing and is scads better than playing phone games.
And then we had our geometry team meeting with our department head to review our midterm data and talk about things for the future and I got as close as I ever have to crying in front of my boss. Frustration, mostly. It was normal levels of annoying work bullshit until we got to the point where it was like "maybe next year we have a hard deadline of end of q2 [instead of doing the midterm in q3 like we have the last couple years]". And so I ask "would my [SpEd] inclusion classes be expected to take the exact same midterm?" and boss is all "obvs yes" at which point like.......
...I literally cannot teach the Inclusion classes the exact same curriculum at the exact same pace as the mainstream Geometry classes. We are "only" about a week behind right now, but that's because me and my co-teacher have been extremely thoughtful about what we can cut out of each unit and then doing so. The classes just pace slower in general, compounded by needing to spend more time reviewing algebra skills, compounded by needing to spend more time on classroom management and norm-setting and behavior stuff.
So like. Either I give them a midterm where they do piss because they haven't learned some of the stuff being covered, or I give them a midterm where they all do piss because I've rushed everything so fast they can't actually learn it. "oh but you should have high standards of rigor for your students" _yes that's the problem_. If I didn't give a shit if my kids actually learned the material I could get through this stuff snaps easy.
It's just another step on a whole fuck of bullshit we've been having all year(s). Somehow I will make it work, I'm sure. (but first I must...1).
So the end of my work day had me all verklempt and off-kilter, and unfortunately equity team did not really fix the problem (some weeks it is the best meeting I attend, some weeks it's more focused on the depressing business of dragging the rest of the school kicking and screaming into being anti-racist. The work is always good, but sometimes it's more draining than others.)
Played a bunch of phone games. Did not adequetely prep for tomorrow, by which I mean, did fuck_all_ at the school. Gave up at 6 and came home and did manage to bully myself into a PowerHour which helped. I reread the Adventures of Blue Avenger and did a wee bit more knitting and then ate dinner. Played some Stardew after. Now I'm writing these so I can go off to bed in a maybe-timely manner.
I hope you are well and that tomorrow is better for us all (I always hope this second part). I love you.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: It occurs to me that this essay might actually be worth opening up in the tab next to Good Girls Aren't Here and just having both of them permanent features of my computer. I certainly reference it often enough.