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The Rabbit Report

Oddly, there isn’t much to relate. We are in the Transitional Getting To Know You Stage, in which the rabbits have found zen in discovering new and creative ways to escape their pen.

And by new and creative, I mean, against the laws of god, man, and several principles of physics.

Let me explain.

Around midnight Tuesday, while cheerfully discussing a variety of porn with justabi, I went to get coffee and discovered all three rabbits had escaped their pen.

The pen? Is not that easy to open. One might say I have issues getting it open. And it’s fairly high—even Reggie feeling his most Olympic is not gonna clear that thing without a stepstool and a prayer, okay? But somehow they managed to unhook all five hooks on the pen and get out to play, play, play, around computer cords even. After gathering them up, redistributing them in their pen, and tying the edges of the pen together, I went back to my computer to read Pru porn and wondering if I should check them for opposable thumbs.

I’m just saying, it’s getting weird. I’d go so far as to say spooky.

Tomorrow is the first vet appointment of the terrible trio. I bought them a carrier to travel in. I’m pretty sure we’re all going to survive.

Pretty sure.



In far less interesting but really super cool news, Child, while surfing at the site for Sea World, has taken up a sudden desire to swim with Beluga whales.

Okay, that is cool. So vaguely working out a budget to do so. My middle sister, her daughter, and my mother have all expressed an interest in attending Jenncation 2006, if I keep it in the state, since neither can take off more than a few days. Hmm. I am thinking beach, but I’m also thinking, two other adults and one other child, and whales. I’m also thinking I’m hungry, but that’s because I didn’t have breakfast.

ETA: Had a breakfast taco. Never mind the last bit.

Swimming with Beluga whales. Hmm. Must consider deeply.


In non-flower controversy related news, the move to the cubicles of doom is on for Monday. In celebration of moving from (relatively) spacious cubicles to tiny stalls of misery and darkness, we will be allowed to wear jeans.

Wow. I feel suddenly happier with the world.


Okay, I’m boring myself. Let me bore others in their interest groups. Give me a topic and I’ll do an entry on it. Whales, fandom, badfic, cookies, a top ten, whatever. I am in that place. I can be boring on any topic. Try me. Except snakes. Let's not go there today.

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Creamcheese optional.

Bore me about badfic. Tell me what needs to happen to make badfic readable, and what takes it into 'oh god, no!' territory, and when it becomes so bad it's sporkable.

Thank you for your support.

I love the rabbit saga, btw. The rabbit-cactus converstation was the funniest thing ever and I suspect you will win the rabbits over one day. I don't comment a whole lot so I thought I'd mention...

Well, since you already offered: Badfic.
Your top 10 pet-peeves in fic.
Your top 10 bulletproof kinks in fic.

That should keep you busy for at least 10 minutes, right?

Fandom, please, because today I'm full of feeble fannish love.

Can you list a few - maybe seven? I like that number - moments in anything you've had fannish love for, where remembering them in public makes you smirk in ways you wouldn't want to have to explain to a stranger? Not porn, necessarily, not anything ground-shaking. Just the things that bring a smile to your face when you think about them. The "that's my show / film / boys..." feeling.

And do any of my icons remind you of me when you see them in comments lists or wherever?

They're placating you through jeans???

Your workplace impresses me.

Give me a topic and I’ll do an entry on it.

Any sport of your choice :)

the phrase "dumb bunny" is a great big lie

After gathering them up, redistributing them in their pen, and tying the edges of the pen together, I went back to my computer to read Pru porn and wondering if I should check them for opposable thumbs.

I'm surprised they didn't start untying the edges with their teeth.

Many years ago, my then-boyfriend adopted the cutest little baby rabbit, and named him Bugle. Bugle was very, very smart. Either that or he had invisible opposable thumbs, because he could get himself out of every conceivable cage/hutch/pen the boyfriend could build. As the boyfriend was no slouch in the building department, it became downright scary the way Bugle could escape anything.

I really thought we should change Bugle's name to Houdini, but the boyfriend wouldn't hear of it.

Your bunnies have magical powers.

Your five favorite cookies (or other pastry item).

Top ten things (character development, interaction, plot, exposition, John on a skateboard, anything) you would absolutely love to see them touch on in SGA.

(Personally, I'd like to know how we went from one personal item to Cadman bringing along her own gym.)

Beluga whales are awesome! They're the only whales that actually have facial expressions. About 10 years ago, maybe more, I went to see the Belugas at Shedd Aquarium in Chicago. This one young one took a liking to me, and followed me around the viewing area. I was looking at him, and he was looking right back at me! It was wild, I tell you!

But, I don't know...can you actually swim with Beluga whales? Dolphins, yes, I know, but I've never heard of anyone swimming with Beluga whales. That would be so cool!

Swimming with belugas would be awesome.

Hm, how about a Farscape episode?

If Atlantis were a zoo, what animal would each of the members of the expedition be? (Penguins not allowed)

Um. You probably don't know me from Adam, but I've been lurking about your journal for a while now. And the thing is, I came for the fic, but wound up staying for the rabbits.

(Not that your stories aren't wonderful-- god, they are, and I'm waiting with the obsessive impatience of a junkie for the next shot of Kid!John or, ooh, maybe The Rain Gods, or anything you feel like doing, frankly, because it's always such gold.)

But. I am greatly enjoying the reenactment of Watership Down, complete with Greek chorus of lizards and crickets and cacti, and just wanted to let you know how I grin every time I see you've written a little more about Reggie et al. And I thought you might appreciate a cartoon I found earlier today. Seems to speak admirably to your current lepus-related predicament: http://www.nataliedee.com/122205/this-rabbit-takes-no-shit.jpg

Multi-fannishness, or what makes you go from one fandom to another.

No topic request, just enjoying the rabbit stories. I second the idea of going to Sea World for a day for something convenient for the tagalongs and for guaranteed marine wildlife -- and then maybe drive on down to the coast for genuine beachtime?

I'm guessing the rabbits are indeed learning to undo things with their teeth, but you remind me of going through an online article about cats with extra digits and learning about the ones whose extra digits have a joint in them, basically creating real live cats with working thumbs.

Cats with thumbs! (Scroll down the page and see which kitty's name made me snicker.)

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