July 28th, 2004

children of dune - leto 1


Okay, I had a really, really *surreal* day. It's unexplainably odd, since nothing actually happened, mostly, but there you go. *sighs* I don't like normal all that much, but I do like to visit it from time to time. I'm so due for a normal.

In Celebration of Interesting LJ People

Give me a Home, in which sisabet tells us of cows and Clark, and fences, and bison. No, seriously, she makes life so much more interesting just by existing. No, not fic. Just sisabet, making me laugh myself sick.

See, the ideal cow is very complacent and not that active. You want an old girl whose top ambition in life is to stand right *there* and eat. Maybe in the summer, she will want to stand in the pond. This is your ideal cow. Get one that is too smart and she becomes a ring-leader - stirring up trouble and taking the rest of the herd with her. Get one too stupid and she has no survival skills and will walk into a brushrow, get tangled up and break her own neck freaking out. Either way - you are gonna be fixing fences.

LJ as Fandom by sophia_helix. You are seriously missing something *brilliant* if you haven't read this yet. Picked it up off zendom, completely enslaved.

If you're like me, you're seeing a page full of vibrant colors, vibrant images, instantly conveying personalities, tastes, and moods, possibly even matched as well as possible to the posters' journal colors. (You know, if you want to drive yourself crazy trying to do that.) If you continue to emulate me (and really, why wouldn't you? *g*), you're visually hard-wired, so this looks even more vibrant. It takes up more mental space. It stops being The Internet Talking To You About Buffy, and starts being 79 Strangers Talking About Buffy, Stargate, That One Fandom You Hate, And Their Bosses.

She traces the way that LJ has changed us, and how other things will, and seriously, lots of interesting commentary going on here, so read it.

I don't appreciate my LJ friendslist enough. I almost never comment--and that, people, is not because of time, it's because I'm just *that* much of a loser.

The Search For the Ultimate Cookie

Okay, the weirdness is a guy who might be hitting on me. No, wait. Not on *me*. On the person that he thinks I am, because a client recently stated *to him* that she'd dated me.

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I'm off to the beach for the weekend, excitement! And eventually, get to *read* all the stories I bookmarked for future happiness. *happy sigh* Soon. Very, very soon. I need to clean my fingernails or something.