Ok, here's the deal. I'm going to post real life stuff publicly, but all Harry Potter and other obsession-type stuff *cough*Sherlock*cough* will go in the fandom filter.


If you would like to be added to my fandom filter, comment here.
I must be able to tell you're a fandom person or else no dice. Sorry. It's nothing bad, I just don't like to announce my insanity to the world, and you probably don't want to read it, anyways.

Okay, lots have been going on in my life, but I am not going to elaborate much because I don't know who all reads my journal at this point and I don't want to word something wrong...

But anyways, I am in full costuming mode right now. Hurrying up to finish some art for an exchange, then hurrying up to finish the top half of a harpoon for Timegate.

Yeah, go figure a Stargate and Doctor Who con and I am going to dress up as Sherlock. Whatever, it's a solid plan. Ashley's bringing the bottom half of my harpoon and the blood. :P

I am also going to be 9th Doctor because I love him and he gets no love. I am just slicking back my hair for it, but SOMEDAY I will cut all my hair off and do it right. And I'll also dress up as PeeWee Herman, too, while I have the hair or lack thereof.

I will wrangle up some pictures in the next few days. After I finish my art and my harpoon.

I worked, then did laundry, then got  a really upset stomach so I cancelled plans with Adam, then I took a shower and scrubbed my bathtub. Now I am planning to do dishes, then watch Supernatural while folding laundry.
WTF, I am being a successful adult human today. I sense a shameful hate spiral coming my way.

Well, I guess getting a stomach ache and ditching out on plans should not really be on a list of accomplishments... Hm

So I went to see Titanic in 3D with a friend and a bottle of rum (please note, I am not counting the rum as my friend. Not this time.) which was fun. We lusted after the wardrobe and enjoyed the ship's shippiness, and made comments about everything. But even my rum-soaked mind knew there was something not right.

Finally, I realized, the ZPM's were still fairly low for a movie of that style. ZPM is, of course, the Zanes Per Minute, referring to the rate of Billy Zane on screen at any given time. There were times when the movie had a wonderfully high ZPM, but then long periods with a ZPM of zero! What a fluctuation! I thought they'd have mastered the digital remastering and started to moZanic all the scenes (for those not up on the technical terminology, to construct every frame using a mosaic tiling effect consisting of Billy Zane's face) but there did not.

At least the corpses were in 3D.


Also, Atlanta people: I am coming to Timegate, so you'd better be there to hang out with me!

Went to Navy Pier today to ride the fuck out of the Ferris wheel!

( Ferris wheel, I want to ride you all night! )

So, my life has been busy lately.

Working on costuming. I am starting over on my wings and quite possibly over-engineering them, but it's more fun that way. Also, I never knew I could be scared of magnets, but I am. These are 15 lbs of force on these, they are going to either hurt me or hurt an electronic device I love.

I have been horrible about taking my camera with me anywhere.  That being said, here's a small picspam.

( Sweet! )

Okay, update!

• bullet lists are cool
• trip to MN was relaxed and fun
• I am currently making large black feather wings for a Crowley costume (Good Omens)
• I am making feathers out of satin instead of dealing with real feathers
• Making two large wings-worth of feathers = much more intense than originally planned, but I only started Wednesday and I have awesome progress
• I have taken SOME progress pics, though it sort of jumps a few steps... but I will post them soon.
• Winter, I feel, is finally realizing the benefits of giving in to my peer pressure. She got her hair chopped off and is loving it
• Tiff and I are planning a cute matching costume for BF4F
• I need to get cracking on a costume for Timegate, you guys! What Doctor Who costume should I do? (it's May, so nothing too intense)
  

The weather here in Chicago has been FABULOUS.

Quick real life update in bullet list:

• Dinner party at James' house last night was wonderful but he lives so far away.
• Other people's families fucking love me, man.
• I was sick Wednesday and Thursday and slept about 24 hours straight.
• performance review at work, the verdict: I talk too much but otherwise good job, Sasha.
• Review might have been softened by the fact that I single-handedly reached the store's daily sales goal. BAM.
• dinner tonight: "bunny pasta with yummy cheese" I fear "yummy cheese" will turn out to be a misnomer.
  
• Felt sick again this morning, so I slept in a lot, then instead of doing laundry, I bummed around Logan Square with Tracy.
• Cool new bookstore is cool. Going to check out game night there.
• Logan Theater reopened! The tickets are now $5.50 instead of $4, but for the lack of mildew and damp broken seats, I'll shell out the extra dough.
• Saw The Artist tonight. Amazing. Also, the feather dropping is pretty much the height of humor for me.

I've been pretty out of it this past week.

Don't let anyone say I'm not a romantic at heart.

 I went out on a date with a guy last week and he's leaving for Miami for two weeks tomorrow. He sent me a 'See you in two weeks' kind of text so I told him to have fun and try not to O.D. on coke snorted off a dead Cuban hooker. Then I specified that a live one could help by calling 911.

Anyway, so I went out with this guy on a whim because he's got a dark sense of humor. We spent the date talking about all sorts of things and it was really fun. Eventually (like 5 hours into hanging out), I found out his last name. Guess what it is? Go ahead, think of a last name. Any last name.

( The answer )

Name aside, I like him, but I am thinking I'd prefer him as a friend...



And in other news,

• I am running away to the Twin Cities later this month to have a fun hang out weekend.
• My shoulder is still hurting a bit, but I have almost full motion back.
• I got some super cute wedge high heels and I have nowhere to wear them because I walk everywhere, but I have been wearing them around my apartment.
• I am excited for Spring.
  
• I am totally going to Timegate. Watch out Atlanta people, I am expecting you guys to be excited to see me!
• It's warming up enough that people are coming out and being social and I love it!
• Ru Paul's Drag Race, are you watching it? I want Sharon Needles to win. I also love Latrice Royale and Willim.
  

I've been keeping quiet about my shoulder because I didn't want everyone jumping in with medical advice. But as I hurt it in December and it's still occasionally really bothering me, I went to get it checked this morning.
The news is awesome, it is a stain/very minor tendonitis. Since it is my weaker arm in general, one of my rotator cuff muscles got strained too hard. Since it has not been constant a constant pain, that means it can heal on its own, no need for surgery or anything serious. I was given some exercises to do a few times a week to help bring that muscle back up to full strength, some stretches to keep from getting stiff and losing mobility, and something to watch out for when lifting with a hurt shoulder.

Relief. Sweet mental relief. I think I will treat myself to dinner tonight.

Also, instead of doing anything useful, like chores or socializing, I've been taking it easy (since my shoulder is hurting again) and marathoning things on Netflix while sewing. What have I been sewing? Winter's River Song dress. Nope, nothing for me right now even though I have plenty to work on for myself. I swear, I spoil people sometimes :P

I am debating on getting my serger out. On the one hand, serger. On the other hand, it needs threading... That's multiple hours of crying and cursing the sewing gods for the foul hell-beast known as Fluffy (Steve named my serger fluffy because it only seeks blood)


But for real, I seriously need to get out of my damn apartment. If any Chicago folk want to go hang out sometime, see a movie or grab food or coffee, just let me know, I'm up for it.