I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
I'm exhausted and a bit in pain.
My back hurts from lugging around the books and my heart rate went up to 140 pretty consistently, probably from lugging around the books.
So I want to curl up, cry a little, and take a nap. Instead, I've made rice for an early dinner and am curled up watching Scott Pilgrim. After dinner - and yeah, I'll have a small bite to eat later, but Readercon eating schedules always get weird for me - I'll read and knit while watching TV.
I'll probably go to sleep early so I expect Readercon updates later this week.
I got Space Opera signed, FYI.
But it's Readercon again.
Will probably review everything I read today and will read tomorrow, and over the weekend, on Monday and Tuesday.
So I got honey from this kiosk in the mall. They are selling this honey stuff you put under the eyes, and then it burns like fuck, and you keep it on two nights a week. (You will not believe the price.)
The woman putting it on me was talking to me about multiple topics, but to try and get me to buy it? This conversation happened after I told her I wanted to work with an archive that dealt with original comic book art:
Her: Do you have a boyfriend?
Her: Do you want a boyfriend?
*I expected her to ask about a girlfriend, and she didn't. At some point between these two conversations, I show her Bumblebee as my boyfriend in the Transformers comics and Viv saying I loved her father, who was junkless and it was awesome*
So, a little later on, she's asking e about my future. It looked like this:
Her: Do you want babies?
I'm pretty sure I looked horrified and also so grossed out I wanted to vomit a little.
Her: But then what do you want to do with your life?
Me: Read comics and work with comic book art.
She was very confused. And it was like she couldn't conceive that I would want to do anything with my life BUT HAVE BABIES!!!!
Because apparently wanting babies is what makes you a woman, or feminine, or whatever? It's your life goal, girls!
I was almost laughing because I couldn't conceive of my life goal as wanting to have babies.
Oh, also, I finally asked to wipe the junk off, because, fuck, that shit burned. And then she's like 'it's nine hundred dollars do you want to buy it?'
And I mean, she was clueless about women not all wanting to have babies, but nice, so I laughed, and said 'nine hundred dollars to make under my eyes burn twice a week? No, thank you, I don't care how smooth it makes my eyes look! But I hope you find tons of folk who are into that.'
By the way, I told my dad this story and his immediate response was 'why is she asking you this?' I was like 'I don't know!' I suspect it was 'oooh, won't your boyfriend love your smooth, smooth under eyes.' (I kinda question why he's paying that much attention to right under my eyes. The pressure on women to look perfect is insane.) But so is the pressure to have babies. It's like so many of us are conditioned not only to think we want it, but that all women do. Like what the fuck is a woman going to do with her sad, sad babbles life?
(I can travel on a whim, don't have to clean up diapers or vomit or other gross things that come out of babies, can sleep when I want, all night long because that's how I party at night, and on and on. I can read comics all day long on my days off.)
Anyway, I said that not loving babies but wanting them made sense, especially after having had this conversation. We are conditioned to coo over babies. I thought something was wrong with me for a long time for not wanting them. I can understand not liking babies, but wanting them because so much of society says it's a must have accessory for a lady. I mean, clearly the lady I was talking about was of the opinion that lady parts were only good for making babies?
So anyway, I was laughing all the way home over this. Like she was so confused. Just typing up 'but what are you going to do with your life?' I laugh. Poor, nice lady who was so super confused by me...
Love, love love. Gert has to pick a door - one will take her to her dreams. The other will destroy fairyland.
This is Gert. One hundred years in the future, on the eve of fairyland's destruction, Gert has to go back to the past, and tell her younger self what to do to avoid this.
Gert totally doesn't have ADD, so this will all work out!
Another funny issue.
My brother says the third of the fifth would be better to move out. My classes start on the fifth.
He also insulted me multiple times on the phone, then hung up on me, so I sent him a text saying I was going to start dismantling shit on the first if he doesn't get it out to move my stuff in.
Boy, is The Wife gonna be surprised... Maybe calling someone you're trying to get shit from unaccommodating, stressed out all the time - implying that it doesn't matter if this is more stressful for me, and that his being stressed out by it is a bigger deal than my stress - and then telling them that talking to them had no value wasn't the way to get shit you wanted?
I also punched back and told him that talking to him had negative value. I'm so stressed out, I'm a little shaky physically.
When a dark wizard demands an extinct creature - one that her worm-friend, Larry - can't find immediately, Gert has to go into his hat and get it herself. If only she hadn't kidnapped and then promptly forgotten a string of people.
If only she didn't have to go through them to get her Catastrophon.
Of course, she has to fight the Lynt first since Larry doesn't clean up his damn hat.
Yeah, if she survives the Lynt and gets through the group of people who despise her, then maybe she can save her life.
Gert has to live-play through a video game to try and find a way home. She bets her dragon - aka a boy dressed up as a dragon - while she beats her way through way too many fatalities.
But can she beat the boss, Purty Pretty Princess?
I'm going to see Jessica in August.
She's taking me to see Rocket in Mission Breakout. So. Excited.
The variant cover I have is very misleading, as it has a grave of a certain character on it and I suspected they wouldn't die - yet. There is death in this issue, as promised, and I"m a bit devastated over it, but I'm willing to see where this goes.
I am unhappy that they're killing off the Inhumans, but I'm hoping they'll get a good death of story arc. I also know that as soon as it becomes convenient, Marvel will bring all these characters back.
The Kree come back to Earth with a message for Black Bolt: join or die. And they will burn everything he loves, and everything he feels responsible for, until he begs to join them.
And to do this, they create something new, something less human than the Inhumans, to deliver their message.
I'm more than happy to continue with this series.
I mean, I knew this was coming, but I am still really bummed :(
I saw a lot of this in Black Bolt, and the whole 'see it from someone else's point of view' only plays if you show something new. This felt word-for-word the same; since the dialogue has to be...
It didn't add enough from Medusa or Black Bolt's point of view for me to appreciate this retelling.
The emotional content felt flat, but this is after reading the Jenkins/Lee run, Soule's amazing run on a bunch of Inhuman series, and Black Bolt. Ewing's one-shot just doesn't hold up or do them justice. I'll be honest: Ewing gets a lot of play and love from the fans, and I'm usually left wondering why this is the case.
Glad I read it to get the full story, because I'm a completist like that, but this isn't even a favorite Inhumans title.
I need to use 'get floobing' in a conversation.
Also, I need a sitcom where Maximus and Reader odd-pair it up.