psalm_onethirtyone: (The Perfect Pool)
2011-10-14 03:07 am

"Buy Her Wheels and Shimmering Things..."

And, in continuation with my plans to become the most boring person alive: more poetry. Poetry very much influenced by [ profile] sockefeller's comics, no less. (Seriously, though, you should read her comics, they're creepy as hell and pretty much awesome.)

Physiology )


More boring, however, than poetry is the fact that I now have a twitter account. So if you are interested in following the fairly inane stream of thoughts that I have on a daily basis, there's that.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Annie with Red Hair)
2011-09-10 02:20 am

"Well, I Fell in Love with Your Sailor's Mouth..."

Small Press Expo to-morrow from eleven a.m. to whenever-the-hell-[ profile] isjusterin-gets-bored-and-drives-us-home! Lookin' forward!

[ profile] settiai, could you PM me your cell phone number? That way we can meet up when you get there! ^_^
psalm_onethirtyone: (Narwhals Narwhals Swimmin' in the Ocean)
2010-09-13 11:52 am

"It's This Heart That Pounds Beneath My Breast..."

So the Expo was amazing, I got SO. MUCH. X-MEN. STUFF. for reals. I also got to meet the people who do Girls with Slingshots, Doctor McNinja, Wondermark, Hark! A Vagrant, and more, and also discovered this comic, which may be the most amazing thing in the whole world.

And I got tonnes of leetle drawings from people, because I am cheap and couldn't afford actual sketches, but that's okay, because Kate Beaton drew me a squid and the Beartato man drew me a piggy. And I got all the buttons in the whole world. For srs.

Also a possible job/table-sharing offer, which is probably the coolest thing ever. :D

And my gorgeous freshman with whom I am in love just showed up and gave me an extremely plausible reason for why she stood me up Friday, so now I am not sad any more. Plus I have another freshman kidnappee who supposedly is meeting me for lunch to-day. And [ profile] isjusterin drew me a picture of Stephane Lambiel as a magical zebra with wings, which I will have to upload for [ profile] perculious, who has been linking me to all the Stephane fic that is awesome, which means she is awesome too.

So despite the 1.00 a.m. fire alarm last night set specifically so the R.D. could yell at the whole two buildings for vandalism done by the third floor of one, and the fact that I have had about no sleep whatsoever in the past few days, I am feelin' pretty good.

Just making this post has jinxed me, though, so expect a crisis situation by 9.00.

[ profile] the_chloroplast, I am coming over to-night for accounting. BEWARE.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Baby Got a Sweet Ride)
2010-09-11 12:39 am

"I Can't Decide Whether You Should Live or Die..."

Iii am going to the Small Press Expo to-morrow and Sunday with some people from school, specifically [ profile] isjusterin and her ~romantic interest~, and I think it is going to be awesome. We're trying to rope Liz into it too, but she's resisting.

But she has arthritis, so knocking her down and tying her up may not be that hard.*

In the meantime, I am trying to do my laundry so I have actual underwear for to-morrow, and reading Stephane Lambiel porn, because I am a terrible person. At least I know it.

*yeah right. she's a second-degree black belt in karate.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Lance Suuuuuuuucks)
2010-09-09 11:11 am
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"Don't it Feel Like You're a Rider on a Downbound Train...?"

A few words about webcomics:

The current arc in Arthur King of Time and Space is really, really sad. ;____; It keeps making me wibble. A lot.

I discovered this newish comic called Selkie. I'm still getting used to the writing style but I actually really like it. Oh, selkies, I am a complete sucker for you.

And [ profile] the_chloroplast introduced me to Manly Guys Doing Manly Things, which is surprisingly hilarious. Updates Mondays!

I think I have found a new freshman to kidnap. Good times.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Red-Letter Day of Wishing)
2010-06-27 01:15 am

"I Drew a Line, I Drew a Line For You..."

SO! While talking to cousin Keith about why Forge is named Forge (after the X-Man, natch), I discovered that not only does he own the first ever comic book issue of X-Men and many others because he used to read the series, but he is disinterested in keeping them and said he would be willing to give them to me next time he sees me.

So I take back my comments from earlier, and I'm very grateful I didn't hide during the reunion.

Also, instead of getting drunk and cornering me, Uncle John got tipsy and mellow and talked to me about how much he used to love snakes when he was a boy. Since I love snakes too, and want one when I graduate, this worked out really well. We discussed pros and cons of different species. It went surprisingly well!

To-morrow is the parish picnic, which is exciting because I helped pick out the music for it as part of my internship at the church. We're going to be singing a bunch of my favourite hymns. Also, the picnic is at the restored Landis House, which is a historical farmhouse that belonged to one of our former (deceased) parishioners. It is really gorgeous, and the caretaker took the gutted barn foundation and turned it into a swimming pool by lining the whole thing with cement. He works on it all spring and summer just for the picnic so that people can swim in it. It's fed by mountain stream, which means that if we don't have the picnic in the hottest part of the summer, it's so cold it freezes your limbs off, but it's kind of worth it, even in late June.

I really need an X-Men icon. >_>
psalm_onethirtyone: (Cephalopods Need Heart)
2010-05-02 01:48 am

"She Writhed Her Hands 'Til Her Fingers were Wet..."

I have been really super anxious lately, and I think it's partly because Liz is sick. One of the things that terrifies me the most of anything is when people who are very strong-willed and put together are sick or falling apart and I can't do anything about it, especially if they're people who usually take care of me. The idea that something is wrong and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it is really scary to me. And Liz is definitely that type of person, but her arthritis has been terrible lately, and you can see it in the way she walks and moves, and whenever I'm around her I basically want to throw up because it makes me feel so weird and hurty.

Have also been having a lot of vertigo/dizziness/constant headaches again, which I think might be from not taking my Depakote--so, after approximately three weeks off it, I am back on again. I don't really know.

On the plus side, Free Comics Day was fun! I got Amazing Spider-Man (two of them), Avengers, Captain America, Iron Man (lots of Iron Man), and a bunch of less mainstream comics--two Owly and Friends!, Mouse Guard, Haunt, Chew, two fairy-tale comics, a supernatural Western, and a teeny one by a local artist called Swell Tales from the Sea, which he signed and also drew me a picture of a cat with a jellyfish on its head. I also bought (for fifty cents each!) four old comics, including a Marvel holiday special from 1996, an old issue of Amazing Spider-Man featuring A Night Out With Wolverine (which was why I got it, because lawl), a 1996 issue of Professor Xavier and the X-Men, and a Star Trek TOS/X-Men crossover that is AMAZING in its silliness. So that was really good!

And then I came back from that and finished my paper. It is really, really terrible, but at least it's done; to-morrow I'm going to try to pack everything I won't need during finals week and thus be a bit more prepared for home. I'm also starting [ profile] mhari's-house-countdown.

Also, it's really, really hot here, and I am not okay with that.
psalm_onethirtyone: (God Dammit)
2010-04-30 09:26 am

"Thursday I've Got Friday On My Mind..."

So here's the deal. A bunch of the people I know, while generally nice people, do not seem to know the difference between 'this is a legitimate cause for annoyance' and 'this makes you look like a smug self-righteous douchebag'. So I am making a little primer to help with the problem.

The Culprit: Toria and Andy
The Crime: They have a lot of sex. A lot.
You Shut Up and Sit the Hell Down About This: They have a lot of sex.
S/he Deserves to DIAF Because of This: They like to tell you about it.

The Culprit: Jake
The Crime: Having a great deal of unpopular/unpleasant opinions.
You Shut Up and Sit the Hell Down About This: His morbid obesity.
S/he Deserves to DIAF Because of This: Stalking me for a semester.

The Culprit: Vesper
The Crime: Being a nerdy kid in my philosophy class. Also, a ginger.
You Shut Up and Sit the Hell Down About This: His potential Asperger's.
S/he Deserves to DIAF Because of This: "Women created the glass ceiling themselves. They choose low-paying jobs."

The Culprit: Lady Gaga
The Crime: Writing popular music.
You Shut Up and Sit the Hell Down About This: Her being transgendered.*
S/he Deserves to DIAF Because of This: Bad Romance has been stuck in my head for over a week.

I hope this was helpful. I only wish I could distribute copies en masse to the people I know.

*I can find absolutely NO evidence to suggest that Lady Gaga is transgendered or transsexual or anything of the kind, but since people WILL NOT shut up about it, here it appears.


In other news, campus is showing Sherlock Holmes free on the quad to-night. COUNT ME IN. I am still working on my Bechdel-approved Mary Watson/Irene Adler fic for [ profile] lokogato, so this is srs bsns.

Also, FREE COMICS DAY in State College to-morrow. Oh hell yes.

Now I just need to finish my paaaaper.

Edit: Woke up this morning and I CAN BREATHE AGAIN. I might finally be getting over this stupid cold omg.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Little Breezes Dusk and Shiver)
2010-04-08 05:44 pm

"If it Could Freeze, My Heart Wouldn't Float Away..."

Yesterday I posted on my FaceBook about the anxiety attacks I've been having, and Jen (the girl I'm in love with) came over to my room to see me. I didn't want to both my roommate, so we went to Liz's room, because her room is always unlocked even when she's out, and I cried all over Jen. And told her all about how terrified I am about not doing well in school, and how sick I feel right now, and how I keep missing class.

And then she was crying too, and Liz has no kleenexes but we found a handful of napkins, and sat there on Liz's bed holding each other and crying into our napkins and--understanding each other, I think.

I am still having anxiety attacks, and there is still too much to do in a short time, but I love Jen and Liz, and it's raining, and I will not kill myself, dammit, I will finish this paper.

Also, hay look, I'm in a comic!
psalm_onethirtyone: (Dye My Eyes and Call Me Pretty)
2010-03-27 09:47 pm

"Nothing at All in My Head to Say to You..."

Here are some great links that I found to-day, and by "found" I mean "picked up off Go Fug Yourself". But hey. They're pretty rad.

A to Z, which is hilarious. It's drawings from A to Z of random nerdy stuff. Many Star Trek and Marvel references. Yessss.

Heartwarming father-daughter times! [ profile] coffeeandpoly is very fond of this one. This is your Faith in Humanity link.

Worst 13 songs recorded by professional athletes. This delights me. A great, great deal.

Finally, here is something that happened to me to-day. I bought some stuff that I didn't have money for, so Matt paid for it with his credit card. Then when I renewed my med scrip I withdrew money and paid him back; about fifteen dollars. Then we went to the choir concert, and they asked for donations, but I had no money again. Obviously.

And then this conversation took place:

Matt: Does anyone have three dollars I can borrow?
Everyone: Nope.
Me: No, but--Matt, why don't you have any money? I gave you money!
Matt: Oh, well, I donated it.
Me: ...
Me: *gets up, goes over to him, and kisses him*
Everyone: ...
Matt: ...
Phil: Did you--did you just get kissed by a lesbian?
Me: He deserved it!
Phil: Oh, my God.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Open the Legend)
2010-03-05 09:32 am
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"Tell All the Others You Hold in Your Arms..."

I guess I'd just like to state for the record how thrilled I am that Arthur King of Time and Space is doing Sagramore comics.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Kerchief)
2009-10-30 12:17 am

"Even Then You Knew What You Want, Even Then I Had No Clue..."

I am still unholy stressed and busy (stressee et ocupee); I haven't finish my midterm, I have two papers due Tuesday, I'm supposed to write a practise exam for o.chem for credit (pourquois), I still haven't even read the chapter in o.chem that our exam will be on, I haven't done any of my secretarial duties, I haven't scheduled my appointment with the doctor I want to shadow, and I have a huge file of reading to do for my religion class (mon cours de religion). At least French requires no thought whatsoever.

But to-morrow is Friday, and if I can get away with it I will spend the weekend immersed in work. Everybody else has parents coming (it's Homecoming, I think) and Hallowe'en parties and whatnot, but I will stay safely in my room in my McCoy costume doing work. Because that's more important.

I went to the grocery yesterday to get my scrips filled and my cashier was Robert, with whom I enjoyed a summer fling and ridiculously innocent flirtation when I was about twelve. I recognised his hair. We gushed about finding one another.

I also collected a link for you. Here, have some hilarious and very very mildly offencive comic strip/other genre crossovers. My favourites are the Marvel Comics ones (I would love the Bloom County/LotR one best if Legolas didn't KILL ROSEBUD /trauma).

Now for laundry. The next half hour is mine to fool around and do fun relaxing stuff. After this, it's all work, all the time.
psalm_onethirtyone: (HEE!)
2009-06-19 12:59 pm
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"You Got a Way of Talkin'..."

Squalid, perverted filth, friendslist. Squalid perverted filth.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Therefore Be Free)
2009-05-27 12:18 am
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"When You Just Make Up Inside Your Bedroom..."

Maybe it's just the existential angst, but this strip made me cry.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Look Where Sadly the Poor Wretch--)
2007-06-30 01:00 am

"I Miss the Way You Leave Your Keys Out Lying on the Floor..."

By the way, mes amis?

THIS is why I read the comics, right there. Wow. Oh, Hugh, you make the best faces EVAR.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Fangirling Worse)
2007-01-18 09:29 pm
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"Pinch Me, Pinch Me... I'm Still Asleep..."

This is me doing a comic review, because I feel like it. The comic is Out There.

A lot of the time I glance at the comics that are linked on Friendly Hostility, but I almost never read more than one or two, because usually they just--annoy me, or I'm not interested, but with Out There, I read a few of the current ones and immediately flipped back to the beginning and worked my way from the archives. It is awesome.

I love the artwork, first of all. I love Miriam's messy hair, and John's Rob-type head fuzzies (from when Rob from Get Fuzzy lost his hair and it grew back poky--that's what John's reminds me of), and, although I'm not sure that this means anything, I like his cleft chin. Ordinarily I do not like cleft chins at all, but on John it makes his face more interesting. I love Sherry's cute hair, and Chuck and his roommate have fun hair too. I like hair. ^__^ But no, really. I love the artwork. I like how it conveys a tonne without being especially detailed, and the pen and ink is really my favourite.

I like the story, too. It's--got so much potential, you know. It starts out with just this very basic premise--Miriam is driving across the U.S. and she picks up a hiker. It's got promise. And then the characters start developing and the motivations start developing and it's great. Except that John is still keeping secrets. We don't know why he's hiking, we don't know anything about his family or his past. Really we know John only in the present.

This could be such a soap opera strip, and it's not, which is just great. I like soap strips as much as I can mock them. ^^; This could also go the direction of some print strips like For Better or For Worse, which isn't supposed to be a soap strip but which is slowly killing my soul with its moosh. There are, frankly, any number of bad directions it could go in, but it's not. It's not! It's remaining a tantalising story that has a joke every time (I very much like that. mmm. plot and funny. It's like Reeses, with peanut butter and chocolate).

I could read it for-ever, and it makes me squee that I get it six days a week. ^__^ Most of the few online comics I read do not update regularly; none of them have ever pleased me enough to pimp them on my journal. But ohhh, this one is good.

(And I adore Clayton. He reminds me of my sister. But shhhh.)