I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
Yeah, you can. It's not a slur. Has anyone seen the episode of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia where they debate if it's a racial slur to call someone a Jew? I used to laugh and say 'this is a conversation no one will ever have in real life.'
But, yes, they are.
So, just to clarify, Jew is not a slur. Yes, you can call me a Jew. It's only a slur if you think being Jewish is awful. Meanwhile, I love how this dude is telling Jews why the use of the word Jew to describe them is offensive :/
So I have all semester to read this book. I'm trying to push through today and tomorrow.
It's soooooo boring. Like so, so, so, so very, very, very boring. I know it's important, but man.
I'm just gonna get through it and then only have to look up what I need, I swear to Primus, because I will cry if this drags on all semester.
The page I bought was sold, so I got this:
It was 20 dollars less than the original page, so I should be getting a refund. Hey, it's still a lot cheaper than the Skottie Young pages. I love Young's color art, but I love this guy's B&W art more than Young's, so there's that.
Both my dad and I were staring at the sign and we both missed that the other side of the street was being cleaned today.
I'm pretty depressed, my dad's insisting on paying for it, but I have until tomorrow to pick up the car - so I'll do it then.
I was nervous because I usually don't have to request like this, but yassss.
But mostly, yassss, Rocket.
I sent a request to purchase an original Rocket Raccoon and Groot page. Because so much stress.
So... maybe I should nap before I try to spend more money :/
I've either been on my feet working or physically moving stuff for my apartment the past couple days. I'm pooped. Took a shower, hand washed my new Guardians of the Galaxy dress from Redbubble to wear tomorrow for my first day of school, and I know what bus I'm taking.
I'm gonna nap, then pack for school, then dinner, then maybe nap/sleep? I dunno... Probably fit a beer and a movie in there somewhere and if I'm lucky, I'll clean up more. I do have some more stuff in my old room that I need to pack and some comics downstairs, but I've been told I can deal with them later.
I'm excited, and nervous. I think I do better living with other people, but as a pretty extreme introvert, I also get overwhelmed. This whole living alone thing might make me super depressed, or energize me.
I'm excited about the small things. Like if I have to race to the bathroom, I no longer have to worry about closing the door so someone doesn't walk in. I can rewatch GotG volume 2 three times a day and not worry about people getting annoyed as fuck. (Yes, sometimes I finish a favorite movie and rewatch immediately to pick up on small things I didn't the first time around. Also, I like it when Rocket's a cute, furry asshole to everyone, so that, well, that never gets not funny...)
I did manage to leave two of my favorite lipsticks at home - I hope. I melted my Trippin' - pale lavender - in LA because I am dumb that way sometimes, so I need to replace that. Replacing the other two can be done at the same time, but I'm going to wait and see if I can find them where I think they are. (Also a mascara. I suspect I know what happened, but right now the panicking about small things is keeping me distracted from the large sense of being alone alone alone that could potentially overwhelm me. It's how I deal.)
Now to nap. My mom is adorable. She bought me lunch for a week and packed it in my kitchen. (The benefits of having awesome parents who live nearby and also have key to your apartment and the invitation to come whenever they want. She is also gleefully planning since we discovered a nearby open market. I'm apparently getting fresh made jellies and jams. I'm like 'you don't have to!' and she's all like 'but I want to!'
She also dumped all my stuffed animals - Rocket, Lockjaw, Vision, and the raptor - on my bed, so I was like, yes, just where I want them!
Anyway, quick nap. Or looking for Rocket Raccoon artwork... that's what I want next.
Buuuut the plan is to spend the weekends at this house, anyway, so I can finish up next weekend. I still need a couple hours of bringing stuff down - there is stuff on Black Bolt to pack up for the apartment - so I'm going to sleep on my new bed. It's going to be dismantled and moved tomorrow, but I will be using the same mattres/bed frame, and change freaks me out. I figure one night familiarizing myself with this new bed will help.
The plan, or so I've been told, is to start moving things at 10 AM. I figure if I sleep by eleven thirty, I can get up at four and do three hours plus cleaning/getting stuff ready to move. (I'll take fifteen minutes to a half hour to shower and eat, and then I'll be set.)
I figure if I tell my mom the truth - that my heart rate still goes up when I go up the stairs - and that I have been doing as much as possible, but I felt like I was going to pass out or die if I did more, I can have a little extra time to pack things up.
I don't know, but I plan on getting 90% of things done tomorrow, so that should work.
I probably won't be around for a while.
I'm not a huge fan of her writing, but I am a huge fan of her on Twitter. She consistently defends Jews, and here tells them they're not alone. She's told people what she thought of Corbyn and the anti-semitism in Labour in the UK.
I kinda love her right now.
Rocket is my everything, so he'll be used for books I'm currently reading. Right now, Murder of Crows for Supernatural. Even when I'm done reading the book, Rocket will stay up until the category is called.
Baby Groot will be used for called categories, while Rocket and Groot in the same icon indicate books that have been finished, and that have also been called.
I'm going to try to use a new icon for each square, which I think is very doable. And really mostly fun for me!
The is the original card, with, le sigh, no Rocket at all!
I keep comparing Simon to Rocket.
Simon... does not fare well.
I wish Simon was a little more of an asshole. As it is, I also wish he either went with snarly or lovey, but the bouncing back and forth is irritating me. No wonder Meg is confused!
And yeah, I like the dicks, so I wish he swung that way a little.
Also, Rocket has explosives, and that's making me wish he would use some on Simon. I find Simon even more grating when he's pining over Meg, to be honest.
I love the Crows, the Ponies, and I wish there were Raccoongard. Just saying...
I was in soooo much pain on the flight back that I could barely focus on movies. I managed to mostly finish my reread of Written in Red. Not sure why, but I don't own and haven't read the rest of this series. I started this book this morning as my early Halloween bingo book, though!
While this is an excellent start to what I hope turns out to be three excellent books, I had my issues. The thing is this is fun. A lot of fun. The concept is dinosaurs have lived into the modern world - with sixteen different species surviving. (Mad at the science of species? Don't blame me: this is what the author calls them. He might not be so wrong at this point: since they've all evolved into human-sized, bi-pedal animals, the impression I get is that they're far more similar in this novel than they were back in the day.)
Vincent Rubio is a Velociraptor - and also a PI. This uses a lot of noir tropes - from what I understand, although I don't read much noir - but also turns them on their head due to this world. The changes seem to have to do a lot with how the fact that dinos - and yes they tend to call themselves dinos - fit into this new world.
With his partner dead, Vincent Rubio has become so obsessed with the solved case - Ernie's death was a tragic suicide, according to everyone but Rubio - that Rubio has become a drug addicted mess. And blacklisted by almost everyone. When a final chance to become solvent lands on his lap, Rubio has to try and focus on a burned down club. Was it arson to get insurance money? Was it burned down because of malice? Was it simply an accident? Rubio's case takes him across the country, to the place where Ernie died.
As he continues to purse the case, a human woman, and what appears to be a much more complex case than before, he also sidetracks into solving Ernie's case.
Like I said, it's fun, but there are problems. The whole 'dinosaurs were the minority so they just hid from humans' doesn't track: it seems like their evolution into human sized would be slow and I'm not sure they couldn't have just crushed humanity, like killed them off. But they're better than that, you say? They literally are so scared that humanity will try to wipe them out that they hide away in latex suits. At some point, they would have had the chance to destroy humanity - and considering that carnivores did survive to this point, I'd think they'd push hard to hunt down and eat all the meat.
And the latex suits. Snouts fit into them, but the bones in snouts do not work that way. You have to accept it, and I did eventually, but I wish the author had went with the holograms in Anonymous Rex, the movie - which seems to be mostly based of Causal Rex, although I haven't finished it, although it may have used plot points from Anonymous Rex.
So a mix of good and bad, but enjoyable enough that I now own the Anonymous Rex/Casual Rex omnibus and Hot and Sweaty Rex.
This is what the artist thinks Gamora looks like? She's badass, all leather and class and actually kicking your butt, but in this she looks like fifty pounds heavier in bad BDSM gear.
Why, why, why?
The whole cast, by the way, looks fifty pounds heavier and not at all like the actors.
Also, this isn't a volume two prelude; it's a volume one novelization... Which is okay, because Rocket.