The Life and Times

They're almost there. Just a little bit more.

http://dragcave.net/user/vixens-shadow

They has died and are ded.

Cept for two.

Click'em and help the little guy hatch!

EDIT: Managed to snag in a third. Give it some love too!

View the eggs and help me get'em hatched.

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I died on Moonbase Purajo

I was killed in a crate-filled engine room by Wilderness the maintenance droid, whilst carrying...

a movieslithium crystal, an ajmcleanlithium crystal, an Astelleciaian raygun, a FANTASY-20 plasma rifle, the Log of the USS Teabeard, Tinpan's commbadge and 81 galacticredits.

Score: 203

Explore Moonbase Purajo and try to beat this score,
or enter your username to generate and explore your own space adventure...

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I...nearly squeed at McDonalds.  Srsly. 

I'm in there, orderin' a Southern Chicken Sammich...look behind me at the toy display and BAM! TF:A toys.

Naturally, I bought whatever they had out.  My lucky draw turned out to be Bee and Screamer. 

le yay!

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicise those you intend to read
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Strike those you HATE and encourage people to burn before reading.

1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien
3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte
4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling
5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
6 The Bible
7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte
8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell
9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman
10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott
12 Tess of the D'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller
14 Complete Works of Shakespeare
15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien
17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger
19 The Time Traveller's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
20 Middlemarch - George Eliot
21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald
23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens
24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
25 The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll
30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame
31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens
33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis
34 Emma - Jane Austen
35 Persuasion - Jane Austen
36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis
37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
38 Captain Corelli's Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres
39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden
40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne
41 Animal Farm - George Orwell
42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery
47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
48 The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood
49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding
50 Atonement - Ian McEwan
51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel
52 Dune - Frank Herbert
53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon
60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt
64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac
67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
68 Bridget Jones's Diary - Helen Fielding
69 Midnight's Children - Salman Rushdie
70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville
71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
72 Dracula - Bram Stoker
73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett
74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson
75 Ulysses - James Joyce
76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
78 Germinal - Emile Zola
79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray
80 Possession - AS Byatt
81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker
84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
87 Charlotte's Web - EB White
88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery
93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
94 Watership Down - Richard Adams
95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas
98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare
99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl
100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo

Everyone, meet Oz.  Oz, meet LJ.

So, I get on Myspace, a site I don't really frequent.  And, once again, discover that maybe I should.  My younger sister has this habit of posting her life there.  This is one such episode. 

Apparently, she burned herself by dropping soup at work.  Boiling soup.  She now has what look to be at least 2nd degree burns on her right forearm and bicep.  She's refusing to go to the doctor and continues to work, arm wrapped in whatever she's using to wrap. 

She won't listen to our parents.  She won't listen to her younger sister.  She probably won't listen to me.  And she might get pissed because I just sicced Jess on her XD.  If anyone can get her to listen, it'll be Jessiey.  I await further news but since Jess and Bobbie are both at work, there's no telling when news will come down the wire.

I always called it my “Rescue Flag”.

It’s old, faded, torn, and battered but still it’s symbolism stands prominent, even as it sits folded on a small shelf. For years, it flew outside of a grocery store, atop the tallest pole of three, the only one representing more than just the corporation that owned the building.

One day, I walk up and see a friend of mine, who worked at that same store before it shut down for other reasons, hoisting the flags down. He had new flags, colors bold and bright in that spring afternoon. They were smaller than the original but no less symbolic. I inquired as to the fate of the faded, bundled fabric tossed haphazardly in the child seat of the shopping basket and was appalled at his reply.

The dumpster.

Unknown time of selfless service, through wind, rain, hail, lightening and glaring summer sunlight, this symbol was to be disposed of in a common dumpster, amongst the decomposing food and general garbage. It was to be tossed away without a second thought.

I offered to take it instead, having it suffer the indignity of riding in my car trunk until I could get it home. The edges were so battered and threadbare that no amount of sewing would be able to properly or even moderately repair it. Instead, an awkward fold, utilizing the bed to keep it off the floor, was done to at least give it back some of that lost dignity. The color is so faded that the once dark blue of the Union is now a pale, hardly recognizable for what it is. The tattered edges have been tucked securely away in the fold, the stars tainted from their pristine white. For all intents and purposes, this flag should be retired. However, at the time, I’d not truly known how a flag should be disposed of. In my mind, it should be a time to honor the service the flag provided, even if most people barely give it a cursory glance anymore. It should not be simply forgotten and discarded in a careless manner.

If I’m not mistaken, there’s a place on base that might be able to take the flag from me, give it proper ceremony and let it retire, full dignity intact. I was considering taking it to them just earlier today but found myself loathe to part with it. It’s become something special to me simply because it’s -there-. I see people, military usually, that still salute the flag, honor what it represents and pays it due credit for the ideals it symbolizes.

A flag itself isn’t anything special. It is but colored fabric sewn together. But it’s what it -represents- that is so important. It is a symbol, one most people completely overlook these days. They don’t feel the pride they used to, they don’t have the respect they used to. People have changed. Ideals change. Politics change. But, out of all the flags that are utilized in our country, this one is the most significant because it represents the country as a whole, regardless of the ideas, ideals, politics and politicians.

To me, the flag represents the human spirit. It’s not a symbol of ‘one’, it’s the symbol of ‘many’.

With that in mind, whenever I feel like the world has completely lost it’s mind, I like to look at that flag as it sits on it’s tiny, shared shelf. I remember then that it’s not all for nothing. There’s still those people out there who would remember, who wouldn’t toss our heritage away like so much garbage. I can only hope that other people, those who have forgotten what this country went through to get where it is now, those who complain because of the most trivial things, would remember the trials and tribulations that a -single flag- faces, just to fly every day. It will still manage to fly with the easiest of breezes, regardless of if it is saluted, watched, or even maintained.

Wind, rain, hail, snow, lightening and harsh sunlight.

Life is hard. Keep in mind that, if you care to remember, there’s something to hope for, goals to work for, and things to remember. Just don’t think that it’s right to throw away everything you’ve been taught to respect.

Stole this from MP

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! In October I helped seiberwing see the light (8 points). In August I bought porn for mommimus_prime (-10 points). In June I turned ironbite in for spitting (3 points). In January I ate my brussel sprouts (1 points). In February I had a shoot-out with rival gang lords on the 5 near LA (-76 points). Overall, I've been naughty (-74 points). For Christmas I deserve a spanking! Sincerely, vixens-shadow

Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:

Anyone interested?  I've got a stack that I found when I was unpacking and I'm itching to send'em off XD

Black Friday, a.k.a. the Friday after Thanksgiving, will be my last day home.  Mom wants to go Christmas shopping and we've gotta be at the first store at, get this, 4 a.m. 

Well crap.  That's fragging early.  And the stores are going to be nothing but madhouses.  Wish me luck and I offer it in return because holy hot dogs...

Because it -had- to be done.

Per request and since I'm a paranoid S.O.B., I'm isolating this little fic bit for a friend of mine back in the States to read.  For those of you who are on the f-list, please disregard since this has been posted elsewhere.

Swiped from Jo.  Saw it running around and had to give it a shot *shrug*.

What do you think are the quote-unquote "trademarks" of the fiction that I write? What type of themes or characterization notes or quirks keep on manifesting in my writing? Essentially, what do you think is a stereotypically "Vix" way of writing fic?

Stole this from Tact.

What color is your soul painted? Blue Your soul is painted the color blue, which embodies the characteristics of peace, patience, understanding, health, tranquility, protection, spiritual awareness, unity, harmony, calmness, coolness, confidence, dependability, loyalty, idealism, tackiness, and wisdom. Blue is the color of the element Water, and is symbolic of the ocean, sleep, twilight, and the sky. Click Here to Take This Quiz

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Stole this from IB, who I'd guess stole it from Mommimus who had it stolen from her by LadyStarscream and lord knows where else this thing has been.

Vixens Shadow

"Procrastination is close to godliness"

'What is your personal life motto?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Riiight. 

So, here's the rundown.  Apparently, we were supposed to get hit with a typhoon this morning.  I woke up, 6 a.m., to an absolutely beautiful day.  High might have been 85F (they said it'd be 77), not a cloud in the sky (partially cloudy they said), and not one drop of rain (90% chance they said). 

I know there's complicated formulas and graphs and maps and whatnot to meteorology but I swear, I think my guys use a bingo ball machine or the twister dial.  Really.  The only thing they got right was that it was windy.  Some admin probably took a step outside and told them that too.  Oh, can't forget, the low last night was supposed to be 32F...f'ning freezing.  Oh!  Wait!  It -wasn't- freezing. *eyeroll*

Today...was a good day.  The weather was -beautiful-.  First full day of no rain and hardly any clouds in the past two weeks.  I think the high was, what, 80F?  There was enough of a breeze to make you feel comfortably chilled at the same time.  Twas nice. 

Work was busy but productive.  Got so much done that we started on next weeks stuff.  I do enjoy being ahead of the game for once.  Tis nice to sit back and go "wow.  we're done." and it's only 2 pm. 

I picked up a book from the library.  It's called "Freud's Discovery of Psychoanalysis:  The Politics of Hysteria".  This is giving me an idea for a fanfic, believe it or not.  G1 this time, too.  I'm working dispatch for A3 tonight so I'll have time to write.  They've moved the location of A3.  It was in an internet hot spot.  I'm -hoping- that I can get a signal where the new place is.  I don't know if they have the net or not.  However, it's not far from the last place, just down the street.  We shall see.

I'm going to be moving soon.  Don't know how that will impact the wireless situation.  Brand-new dorms.  Should be nice.

Anyway, I'm going to read a bit more about Freud.