More of the beading process for you guys: I’m back to Day 1. Not for any bad reasons. After only managing a handful of rows, the colors just weren’t working quite right together. Solution, of course: change up the colors. Given what the example looks like, I’m dialing back the light colors and adding in more finishes for better depth of the darks.
Is this annoying? Yes. Am I determined to achieve my absolute best at every opportunity? Unfortunately. Am I going to be bitter about it? A little bit. But the results will speak for themselves.
Whenever. Results actually happen. Someday, I guess.
Gotta do mama bird right, after all.
The housemate got back early this afternoon from dog sitting, then came to wake the pup and take her upstairs. In the middle of getting her woken up and “ready for transport”, he just asked me out of the blue, “So did you want a cupcake?” Then proceeded. To pull. Two cupcakes. From his jacket pocket.
The unexpected absurdity of the situation had me laughing myself to tears and completely unable to answer for way too damn long. Though I finally did say yes.
I mean. Cupcake.
This is how we can still live in the same house, I guess.
…Alright, fine, I’ve officially surpassed 100 colors of delica beads alone (no I will not count all of the other glass beads ever for any reason) and have filled up the entirety of my bead storage and then some. It took me a long time, okay?! I guess. I’ll have to get more storage. Sometime. Well sure not today, so whatever.
Beading, The Process:
- Day 1 - Color Test - gentle internal screaming while picking through dozens of tiny beads to find just the right color combination and gradients because no matter how carefully you choose, it will never look the same in a finished piece as it does as small piles of beads side by side
- Day 2 - The Actual Work Begins - mostly triumphant, but some internal sobbing at thread
- Day 3 - Ignoring the Building Scream Until the End - aaaAAAAHHHH
- Day Whatever - Please Just Let it Be Fucking Done Today - hfd ytd tyd gf ghf 191919
- Day of Completion - Look I Did a Thing - trying to feel triumphant while gross internal sobbing takes place
To be clear, today I’m on Day 1. And still selecting between browns. How the hell did I wind up with so many browns. Freaking eight grays makes sense, but. Color.
I suppose this should all go on my art blog, but surely that for art and you’re all here for my incessant chatter and insight. I am a goddamn delight.
kjs;kjfdlkfjsdfjklfs I’m… trying not to thank everyone individually for tags and comments about the chocobo (ha ha stalking what) but also just. I don’t. Gratitude and thanks, how to express goodly, I cannot. Thank you for kind words and encouragement, really. That is four months of work during quite a trying time, so. Just. Yes. Okay then.
Every time I finish a long project I try very hard to BE GOOD TO MY HANDS for a couple of days afterward. (And I always fail. Had to shred cheese today. Don’t ask.) They still look like they’ve been through some kind of horrible incident with sharp objects (which they have), and it was only this morning when I really felt all of the tension going through my hands and arms, but dammit I could brush my teeth and I stretched and I took breaks, I’m improving okay. I’m just. Prone to slicing the crap out of myself all the damn time. These sacrifices demand blood, etc.
Actually took some time this morning to park myself in front of Lucifer (…the PS4) and meander around Unfinished Swan. I’d followed the development of the game since it was just a little demo piece, then grabbed the official PS3 demo the instant it became available, really quite loving it. Life happens, as they say, and I just kind of never got back to getting the actual game until I happened to see it on sale a bit ago. So of course it took me this long just to get back to it and zen out a little. I am a person who usually can’t freaking stand puzzle games, but the mechanics are… just right. I don’t know. It’s not really a “puzzle game” proper, even though it is. It was really nice to relax to, but I wonder when I’ll get back to it. …I still haven’t gotten back to Bayonetta or Metal Gear Rising, either, so you know. Time, what is it, how do I. Do. The thing. With the time. And the games.
I am just going to go nuts in October, aren’t I. I’m actually literally planning to take the whole fucking month off just so I have time to indulge in FFXV. What if I start twitching and suddenly have to pause just to go make something complicated. What if I start crocheting in my sleep. …That’d be great, actually. I am not the kind of person who does the whole vacation thing, so this will be incredibly weird.
Will start a beading project on Monday (yes yes, FFXV-related, but I’ll have to do a color test first), see how that goes. Then I’ll return to the rest of the chocobo stuff since I’d really like to get it done before August. And it is so easy to just jump from one project to the next without realizing what month it is. *cough*
Also, because it’s a dumb thing to celebrate but I gotta.
2,501 hits and not one whiny asshole complaining. Thank you, internet. I still can’t believe we seem to be the only ones writing joyful, loving, kinky, unapologetically smut-filled healthy polyfic so far. Feel free to get in the pool! It’s crowded, but everything in the water is damn fine. (I mean… I love the gen stuff equally, honestly. But. …Call it bonding time with the girlfriend okay. It is a long tradition.)
To all you new followers who may have been following just for the chocobo. Uh. …Well there’s a wide range of things. That I do.
…*pointedly adds Iron and Wine’s studio cover of “Such Great Heights” to a certain dark AU playlist and peers out over the internet at the person responsible*
In other news. The chocobo bit me.
Well not… really, just. First blood. Ah yes, this surely means the project is nearing completion. (No, no blood got on the chocobo. Just other places.)
Tail done! Groundwork for the claws, done! Must finish the claws, inside of the mouth, tongue (half done as of now), stiffen the unwired wing feathers, then trim ALL the fuzzies. And then holy shit it’ll be done. DONE.
That all sounds so simple. Doesn’t it. Just wait until “the accessory” starts coming together. What am I doing with my life part 811,187. I need to get materials next week.
I’ll definitely need some size comparison shots with Cassie when this bird is done. The pup is a petite but… reasonably-sized pug. And this chocobo is just… big. I need to stop accidentally increasing the size every year. Mostly because I really am going to wind up with a life-sized version one of these days.
Now that’s a crowd-funding project. Fundraiser: Help Orin Maintain Financial and Mental Stability While Finally Giving in to the Very Thing Everyone Knew Was Going to Happen Eventually Anyway. (It’s a Joke; Mental Stability was Lost Long Ago.)
Now if you could all just remind me that I don’t need a physical copy of May’s Game Informer, everything would be fine.
So. I saved for a damn long time with this intention, and finally snagged me a PS4. I'm... really unclear as to why Best Buy's web site sale started just after midnight on Thanksgiving, but I'm also okay with that. Slightly less okay with remembering that UPS doesn't bother to update their tracking information on the weekend at all, but. It will get here.
...Also I assume my work will drop off for a little while. Heh. I... kind of need to go right back to Desert Bus-related stuff in January. Which I'm trying not to think about right now. No, better to think about video games and the amount of time that's going to be devoted to them soon.
Thanksgiving was the most delightfully uneventful thing. I had the house to myself (and Cassie) for several hours and ate fancy Japanese spicy ramen with vegetables and ice cream with cookie crumbles and did not have to deal with a single ounce of overdramatic bullshit. It was great. And I still have a hell of a lot of cranberry sauce, that I made myself, that works so very beautifully for sweet and sour sauce. Gotta see if I can stock up on more before the season is over. Canned crap is no, and frozen... is questionable after a certain point. Maybe I just got a bad batch.
Anyway, what season is it? I have no idea. We went from the 30's to the 50's and then it got into the 60's yesterday and it's all very confusing, but I'm enjoying warmth a hell of a lot more. (Remember that I can't actually retain body heat so cold can go fuck itself and produce heat to warm me.) I hope this doesn't mean another blizzard incoming, but for now I'll just try not to worry. Too much. New England is weird. It's dark and rainy right now, though, which is kind of perfect for a night in with pizza and a movie. So that is what I will do.
Hope you guys have had a good... everything.
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It's not as if I forget about LiveJournal, I just forget to post and comment, which is ridiculous. And yet.
We were hit by unseasonable warmth, but it seems like Nature's making up for that now. Boo. I have cooked a lot this week. I'm... not really sure why. Because? Stuff needed to be done eventually and I had some time and a desire to get it all done already so all I have to do is reheat things? Good reason.
What else. Uh. ...Hey that's a good question. Clearly not much. Waiting to see if there will be any decent PS4 sales. Expecting at least one pre-order to ship next month. Um... pies. Everyone got enough pies?
Hello. Again. I live! And I still make things. And I hurt my back and shoulder and I don't know how, but that's recovering. And, um. I don't know, stuff. Not much, really. I expect there to be at least one more warm-up before the cold really hits with force, but it's impossible to deny that the warmth is pretty much gone, alas. On the upside, I can wear my Star Trek: TNG uniform pajamas again. So that was a wise investment.
Speaking of unwise investments... please no one ask me about those. We can all collectively pretend, in the meantime.
Hope you're all well, in any case.
So. Yeah. Wow. I'd already resigned myself to losing out on every penny I manage to save for a PS4 so I can play FFXV and KH3, but then I got The Last Guardian lobbed at me (won't lie; I'm not 100% sold on that one yet... though it might be because it's too effective at evoking empathy *cough*) and a FF7 remake that's increasingly sounding like it's going to be a trip and a half (read: not a pale replacement). Time and money for the next couple of years or so? Good-bye. I hardly knew you. Farewell.
I'm not complaining. I mean, I'm still complaining about Silent Hills and the Konami clusterfuck, but one less game to buy is okay right now.
In other news... uh, nothing really. We keep going from fall to summer, back and forth. I can't imagine the wild critters or the plants are too happy about that, but from the amount of birdsong I hear and sneezing I'm doing, they're managing.
We kinda went from fall to summer around here in just a few days. Which I have to imagine really confused the green things and insects. I haven't had to escort a spider outside in weeks, and periods of sneezing are short-lived and sporadic. ...It's not that I'm complaining about these things, they're just weird. Unfortunately around here, with heat comes humidity, and an old black pug is not particularly equipped to handle it. Luckily she has two very dedicated servants who remind her that staying out in the sunshine should be kept to a minimum. Maybe we should start misting her like a plant.
What else... Dude, this may be a summer of meeting people in person. How terrifying. ...Probably mostly for them. I guess I'd count myself as a "digital native", so it's not exactly as if I don't know there's another human being on the other side of communications (not that I'd be at all disappointed if I keep talking to artificial intelligences), it's just such an odd thing to be in meatspace together. But again, no complaints. I just... should learn my way around Boston again, I think. I'm seriously going to need a map and a compass. Maybe a bow? A hookshot would be preferable, but not after that Game Theory video.
And one of these days I'm actually going to try a little key lime dessert experiment. Should be educational.
Not exactly all that much else to speak of, really (which aren't action figure-related; I'll spare everyone here). Absolutely no complaints about that. The weather seems particularly confused, going between summer and fall seemingly at random... though we're left right now with a disgustingly humid late spring day, which is a little difficult on an old black pug. (Don't worry, she's being taken care of. ...And we may just actually test the joking suggestion of strapping an ice pack to her when she goes outside.)
In other news, the Desert Bus for Hope Craft-Along is open for proposals, if any of you wanted to leap in and donate your mad geeky crafting skillz.
And commenting. I'm crap at commenting again. I read, I swear I do. And then I intend to make it back to comment and... don't. I don't know.
Uh... what else... Too much of life has become waiting for FFXV despite the fact that I'm still trying to figure out exactly how I'm going to get hold of a PS4. ...Legally. That part's kind of important. I'm not too worried at this point, but you know. Eventually. I mean, KH3 will be along eventually anyway. In theory.
It was really cold and now it's sorta warm but I'm really cold because I can't make my own body heat and Nature is cruel. This is my theory, at least. Spring has maybe finally come, though mysteriously there is very little sneezing, so I'm waiting for that to strike and be all kinds of "fun". Poor Cassie still has a damn cough, but it's calmed some and she's clearly feeling much better with the change in weather.
I'll be heading out for a bit of a vacation next week, where I'll try not to get into too much trouble. As there will be at least one comic book/action figure shop along the way, I can't make any promises.
And now I'm trying to be a "reasonable adult" and add healthy stuff to the grocery shopping list (along with ice cream, naturally).
Not much happening, which is good. Cassie still has a cough, but it's improved vastly with time and use of a humidifier when she's sleeping down here. Of course she still works herself into an over-excited coughing frenzy once in a while, and it doesn't help deciding that sunny days require her laying in front of the stairs in order to bark at the mailman and also whatever invisible things and wandering across the street that none of the rest of us can see. But she is better, and very energetic, and we're all hoping there's actual spring just around the corner.
Two nights ago the sky finally cleared up overnight and I was able to see that beautiful full moon right overhead, blue-silver light bouncing off of the white crap in such a way that almost made it look less hatefully cold. I'd noticed the front steps looked like they were illuminated in neon, and it was a lovely/mysterious effect... until I realized that was because they were coated with solid ice. So it's still too damn cold, but at least a lot of melting has been going on. I can see out my window again! Not that there's... anything to see.
Kind of not overly much else to write about, really. Working, playing, will vacation at the end of April. Tiny angry Megatron and NECA Dante are supposed to be released this month, but time will tell. (For the latter it's been 7 years; what's another month or two?) I cleaned out the upstairs computer, which hadn't been opened for 6+ years (since it had been purchased, in other words), and that was unfun--but lead to some money, then lead to picking up Transistor for cheap, and I'm surprised that I like it so much. (I really fucking hate strategy games, but this is sort of an action-strategy hybrid.) ...I have to get used to it and I'll never actually be good at it, but great soundtrack, lovely world, and deliciously smooth-talking sword with all kinds of sparkly powers? Hell yeah. (And yes, I picked up the MTMTE Humble Bundle with the money too, because hell, I'm a pirate, but when given the opportunity I am happy to pay for such joys. Plus, charity. You know.)
Other than all of that, well... I said I was going to rest for the weekend, and yet I keep tweaking a new sewing pattern. I kind of need to stop. Probably. Soon. Maybe.
It's been cold and snowy and most of the view out my window is just two large hills of white and some plants desperately trying not to die underneath them. No, seriously. It actually did get a little worse than that, even, but I was well past the point of giving a damn about taking a picture. How something so shiny can be so miserable should be a crime against Nature. But no, it is Nature's crime against me. ...Anyway.
What else, what else... There was delightful food porn. Cassie still has a damn cough, but it's nowhere near as bad as it was, and it's mainly a spotty thing that doesn't really seem predictable. Some days are much better than others, and so it goes, but she sure has her appetite and energy. And ability to get tummy rubs for 10+ minutes before she decides maybe she should go outside... or maybe just get another tummy rub or 17.
I'm currently questioning whether or not I'm actually ready to attempt to take apart a G1 Transformer for repainting purposes. Just what I needed between projects: more projects! Like snap-together model kits... why. Life is a whole lot of why. With hopefully shiny results.
And apparently I have to fill out another health care survey so MassHealth can decide whether it wants to fuck around and pretend I don't exist again. Good times. I've little to complain about now, though. ...Aside from the cold and the way my body seems to be handling it. Come on cybernetic enhancements.
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Anyway, this has been a totally unexciting announcement.
Also, the pup's seeing improvement. She's still annoyed by her own coughing fits, but they're either a lot shorter or a lot less frequent, and she even got to properly bark at the mailman today. It's the little things.
Unfortunately she seems to have the same taste in honey that I do, so we're trying to ration the raw organic (read: fucking pricey and worth it) stuff between us.
It's freaking cold. I mean yeah, New England in winter, but damn. And of course I went grocery shopping on the coldest, windiest night thus far, because... me and Nature have a thing, apparently. It's not a good thing. I protest this thing.
( Admittedly it's already been a tiny bit of a rough start to the year here, so cut and whatnot. )
But hell, it's not like things are bad or anything. The past couple of weeks have just been busy in ways. But I plan to make chili this weekend, I can afford all my bills and some extra supplies even after being such an idiot and snagging a couple of Transformers for cheap even though Figma Motoko releases this month (supposedly), I got Metal Gear Rising new for $8, I'm knee-deep in... more projects than I want to count, but hopefully that means I'll actually finish more soon, and I was able to help a couple of people out recently even if in small ways. I wonder if anyone would be interested in occasional cookie mail-outs if I asked for shipping to be covered..? I don't know, it's a thought. I usually only bake for myself and the dog, so there's a lot that gets stored in the freezer.
As for the subject line, I don't mind. I hate snow. I was born on the winter solstice, I lived in Idaho, then right next to the spot in northern Arizona that gets massive amounts of snowfall, then New England. I hate snow. I know it's coming. But it's nice that it's not here yet. And weird. But the moments of Silent Hill fog are great.
Not much to report as usual. My birthday came and went, the only special things I did was accept a "birthday donut" for lunch dessert and have two extra petit fours (my parents sent me petit fours, cheese and chocolates, so score), and damn well not do anything of value that day. I never really do anything on Christmas, not subscribing to religion, but it's a good excuse to plug in the lights that always hang below the toy shelves and have some extra dessert or something. I'm actually just planning making sweet and sour sauce out of the strawberry-cranberry sauce I have left and doing whatever with it. Exciting, my plans. Well, perfecting the banana bread pudding will happen eventually, but I seem to have a lot of other sweet stuff to get through first. Oh woe is me.
I do hope all of you are doing well and enjoying holiday times. Particularly with people and critters who are worth spending time with. Toys are optional, but awesome.