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Ben and I visited my grandfather in the hospital. He'd fallen and broken a hip, so now he has a bionic one. He's been doing well and probably should be out of rehab within the next couple weeks.

The classes I teach have been going well since they are small, so for the most part we seem to be running right on schedule.

The class I'm taking is ok, too. We started making sushi dishes last week. I have this feeling that mine will crack because I had to rush to attach the foot and I was the last one to finish when class ended. Boo. I'd really rather focus on throwing, since that's the activity I can't work on at home.

Last Friday was my mom's birthday, so Ben and I took her out to lunch. Saturday, Ben and I went to El Indio for early Valentine's day Mexican food. Later, I finished painting the dancer's wolf-masks I'd sculpted (out of paperclay, thank goodness) for Michelle's WoW music video, Werewolves with Top Hats. Plus Jeff's boot covers started to come apart (so much for buying the "deluxe" ones), so I had to reinforce them by hand. They still looked pretty awesome, though.

Sunday was the outdoor shoot. I borrowed this picture of me grafting Jeff's head to his body from Michelle's facebook:



My on-set job pretty much involved getting Jeff pinned and unpinned from his costume and mopping out the inside of his mask. Nevertheless, I'd certainly choose that over attempting some of the dance moves he did for the video... let alone in a big sweaty rubber wolf head. Anyway, I'm sure it's going to look great.

Ben and I don't have that many stills, because Ben wound up using our camera for moving video when the video camera's battery ran out. We still have to go through those, though. I've only watched two and the audio was lost on one and choppy on the other. It could've been because I was streaming HD over the network, though. /shrug

After the shoot, we met up with my parents and had dinner at the Barona buffet, which was very welcome since the on-set lunch menu changed from something I do eat (chicken) to something I do not (ribs). I guess it was good things were running slightly late since it gave the caterer the opportunity to make rice, so at least I didn't have low blood sugar.

Yesterday, we went to Jersey Mike's for cheese steaks (well, mine was chicken). Even after being in a disgustingly mushy relationship with Ben for more than three years, I still have a residual "Valentine's day is stupid" attitude... although, actually, my reasons for thinking it's stupid have changed. Before, it was really more of a resentment due to exclusion. Now, it's just kind of dumb in and of itself. Which is not to say that I don't enjoy the "Love is in the Air" achievements in World of Warcraft.

Ben is so good to me all the time- I don't require him to prove it to me on a specific day with grand romantic gestures. That would be out of character. BUT. Since he kept wheedling me about what else I wanted to do, I told him I thought Valentine's day would be better celebrated by going to Magic Mountain on Freddie Wong day. And he was glad that he married someone who would condone his passionate mancrush on Freddie Wong.

Anime Expo

Jul. 4th, 2010 09:58 am
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I went to Anime Expo for the first time yesterday. We drove up with David and Michelle and had a lunch at a restaurant called Nice Food:



Michelle had suggested it based on Yelp as we were passing the exit, but we turned around after a mile because how can you not want to eat at a restaurant called Nice Food? I mean, you already know it won't be terrible. The best you can expect is something pleasant, but it winds up being better than you expect because the bar isn't set exceptionally high based on the name. It was, indeed, Nice Food. In fact, I'm kind of sad there isn't a Nice Food in San Diego.

Anyway. I finished our Comic Con costumes early so that we could dress up as Finn and Lady Rainicorn from Adventure Time. (Please enjoy this clip about Candied Zombies.) Here is a picture Michelle took of us with Princess Bubblegum and another Finn:



The only reason I didn't attempt to go as Princess Bubblegum, myself, is that I can't really rock the pink wig. Case in point:



Um, no.

So anyway, it was really fun. Every five to ten minutes someone would yell out "What time is it?" and we'd yell back "Adventure Time!" I'm just glad that when Ben and I split up my costume was still recognizable. I think I might make a few small Jake plushies to sell because I got asked a couple of times where I got mine... though I'd have to capitalize on it now before licensed toys come out, which seems pretty inevitable given the reception our costumes got.

There was a vendor who was offering to trade me a Hestia doll (yes, a HESTIA DOLL) for my Jake plush, but Ben talked me out of it since the guy would probably just pick him apart because the same vendor was also selling custom hats. You know, the kind with cute ears on them. I wound up getting a Punkka Street J-Doll for $25 instead. Once I saw that they were upwards of $100 on HLJ, not to mention discontinued, I immediately became torn about deboxing her.

Lauren bought all six of the J-Dolls they had at the booth for $15 a piece. I die a little, of envy, thinking that she got six of them for less than the cost of one at HLJ. If the booth is at Con, I totally want to buy Josephsplatz. She was my original first choice when Lauren showed me some of her purchases, but since I already have a Moxie Teenz Tristen (not to mention a pink-wigged Liv Daniela) to satisfy my artsy chic black and pink doll lust, I decided to pass on her in favor of a different personality- the ingenue. And if they are not at Con, or if I happen to not be able to make it inside, in spite of my table at the Art Show (confirmed yesterday!), I may just have to covet Lauren's. Frequently.

Let's take a side trip and talk about my Tristen for a sec, because she is my current love. She is a bit of an Amazon, being almost a head taller than Liv Daniela. Daniela, by the way, is about the size of a My Scene Barbie. That is, height of a Barbie with a slightly inflated head. I'm normally put off by MGA dolls (read: Bratz), but they have really outdone themselves with the Moxie Teenz, imho.. at least with Tristen. I'm not really crazy about the other dolls, looking too tan and blond with pink lipstick. It's kind of icky. If they had been the only option, I might still have considered getting one to repaint, but as it is Tristen really does it for me, with her dark hair and purple eyes. Though, I am looking forward to seeing what wigs and accessories MGA puts out for her. And the articulation!!! I couldn't NOT get her. She is the doll I longed for to be sold in a regular American toy store, since the time I first learned of Volks Dollfie and Obitsu way back in... oh, 2001? 2002? Back when articulated dolls seemed so difficult to acquire.

I can already hear the snark from doll aficionados... the horrors of mass production! How they'd rather have their rarity and ceremony. I get it, I really do. And I can respect it, too. Doll-making is really an art. Those beautiful custom dolls are special.

I mean, I adore my little special-ordered Puki Sugar, Lilu, but it doesn't have any sway on my love for Tristen, or vice-verse.



See? So Pretty!! Even better: she's defused the desire for me to throw upwards of $100 at Wilde Imagination's ESPecially Prudence.

So. Back to yesterday... after the sales floor closed, Ben and I sat in on a really awful Anime... like, how did you get greenlit for this? awful. And then we went to Aoi's for dinner. It's a little hole-in-the-wall Mom and Pop Japanese restaurant. Their sashimi plate left something to be desired, and service was a bit slow since the only two waiters (the owners!) didn't speak very much English. I do have to say that their miso eggplant something or other was utterly delicious (even Ben agreed!), and they did have complimentary edamame appetizers and unexpectedly delicious watermelon to finish the meal.

And then we wandered around J-Town (Little Tokyo?) before going over to Pin's place to hang out and watch her die three or four times playing the last level of Rainbow Six Vegas. We headed back to San Diego around 1am... I didn't get to sleep 'til 3. Don't know why I woke up at 8! But I'm feeling pretty good, now.

All in all, an enjoyable, albeit exhausting Saturday. I don't really feel like doing much else, this weekend, but tomorrow Ben and I might hit the last day of the county fair, so that we can see the Star Trek thing and Ben can eat Deep Fried Butter. I wonder if the "Deep Fry Anything" stall will deep fry a stick of deep fried butter.
yunikoneko: (eep!)


But I have incredibly easy to manage hair. Plus I have a system, now... compared to 2005 when I would just hack it off willy nilly:



I really did have every intention of making an appointment with my pro stylist, now that I've found someone I like, but this was quicker and much more cost-effective.
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Here are pictures that Ben took of the Sony Halloween festivities. I just noticed that they gave him the wrong first place certificate: he won in the category of Funniest Costume (he went as Wario). Oh, yeah, we won first in the Creative Pumpkin category, too. Of course, that victory would have been sweeter if there had been more total entries in the pumpkin carving contest.

Aaanyway....



And now, for the ring.. )

Pic Meme

Sep. 26th, 2008 02:16 pm
yunikoneko: (tee.  hee.)
“Take a picture of yourself right now. Don’t change your clothes, don’t fix your hair… just take a picture. Post that picture with NO editing”



I'm just at home chilling out. I took care of all but one of my emergency care bills, got some work stuff done, and only showered and got dressed so I could go to Subway for lunch. It's been laid back, but I feel like I was pretty productive. As for that one last bill*, I can't seem to stay connected after I press "1" to transfer me to a billing rep. It's ironic, because this is the first bill I tried to get rid of after The Big Bill. It was supposed to be the easiest one to get rid of because my handbook explicitly says Emergency Hospital Care and Transport, upon admission, are covered. The ambulance's billing company has apparently never heard of the Coverage Initiative.

*Upon receipt of this bill, I read aloud the description of services and their corresponding charges. "$10 for Oxygen?" Ben exclaimed. "Stop breathing so much, woman!" To which I replied, "If you wanted me to stop breathing, you could have just not called the ambulance."

And to balance out that anecdote, see the little apple locket I'm wearing in the picture above? The other day, Ben asked to see what was inside. I told him there was nothing in it, as he popped it open. And then he hiccuped loudly (Ben has chronic hiccups) and said, jokingly, "Let's just keep that nice and safe in there," as he shut the locket. So now I have Ben's hiccup in my locket. ;P

Happy Friday!
yunikoneko: (woot cookies)


i had to blur out the company logo even though you all know where i work because i signed a clause stating i would refrain from using their logo on my blog and/or website. also that i would give a disclaimer stating that even though i work for the big ole giraffe, my opinions are not representative of the company's. yup. they have a clause or that.

i was slated to work from 9-4, but i got let off at 2:30. i like working there, even with all the crazy, probably because my secret for dealing with crazy people is schadenfreude. my patience and pleasantness seems to be inversely proportional to said customers' impatience and unpleasantness. it usually works out. and all the stuff i dreaded about working in retail, like pushing credit cards and buyer protection plans, isn't as terrifying as my socially anxious self thought it was. also, i got started at a (very slightly) higher wage because i have "experience working with the public."

the manager who hired me started me at the customer service desk, presumably because i came off as unusually perky and personable in my interview. i guess i am more perky and personable, now. i'm a far cry from the person i was seven years ago... from the person i was even a year and a half ago.

anyway, i'm really tired. ben and i went to hot java cafe to see sweet joyce ann, last night. because i remembered the lyric "i am a rainbow prism, refracting light," i got a little pink guitar pick with her name on it. ben insisted he was going to use the same line, so i gave it to him stipulating that he would win me a stuffed animal the next time we're at a carnival. also playing was this band called the wrong trousers. they are like the decemberists meets the ditty bops. of course, the only people who might understand are katie, stephie, and rachel.

i think i'm going to take a nap. i'm supposed to hang out with russell and ben later tonight, so. i want to be alert. and i may or may not have to work, tomorrow. ::yawn::
yunikoneko: (boldly going nowhere)
I know, I know, it took me long enough to post about it, given I'm the only member of this household who isn't yet gainfully employed. But I've been a little frazzled between the party, open mic, reviewing the album, job hunting, and.. you know, the new guy. ::buries face in hands:: We have a quasi-date on Friday. It has not been bumped to official date status because it's dinner + hanging out, and "hanging out" is not a date, but, then, there's dinner. He's cool in a completely geeky way and probably as freaked out about me as I am about him, so that's somewhat comforting.


For our housewarming/Halloween costume party, I dressed up as the Wicked Witch of the East, Mid-Smush.

pictures++ )

All in all, loads of fun. I don't think I'll completely dread the next one we throw. :)
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'Cause no karaoke night is complete without a girl in a pink wig. )

I was at Wal*mart getting masking tape and cloth remnants for my costume, but I also wanted to browse the Halloween stuff. I forgot that all Wal*marts keep their seasonal junk near the garden center, so there I was standing in the Halloween candy aisle (weirdly very separate from the costumes and decor) and there's no one else around except for this other woman customer at the far end of the aisle, who has also been standing there for a couple of minutes, seemingly as confused as I was. I sauntered over there with the intention of asking if she has any idea where they keep the costumes, but as I got close to her I realized that the woman is really a man. Of course, my action of moving towards her has made it apparent that I was going to approach her for something, and I couldn't really fake away without seeming like I just wanted to get a closer look to make sure, but I also couldn't ask her that particular question because I was afraid it would also sound like I was cruelly hinting at something.

Instead, I smiled at her and complimented her on her jeans, which actually had this really cute embroidery on it. She kind of smiled back nervously and thanked me in a strained voice, then walked away.

Actually, she had really great taste in clothing. It's just unfortunate that she was dressing too young. That was the dead giveaway. I mean, her ensemble was really cute and all, but more like for a twenty-something. She looked like she could have been in her late forties/early fifties.

Separately, Michaels has not called me back. :(

Also, I want a new sewing machine. A proper sewing machine. The tension dial on my baby sewing machine is really crappy. I knew it had issues before, but I thought I learned the trick because I was able to make pillows without any problem. Unfortunately, I have no place to put it, as I don't have a table in the office and can't have it sitting out in my bedroom. Well, I probably could if I wasn't planning on getting a bigger, airier habitat for Stella and Cokie.

On that note, I'm beginning to suspect Cokie is pregnant. Every time I look, her belly seems to be rounder. If she has babies, I'm not sure what to do. I don't want a mousery. Well. I can't have a mousery if Robyn is to sleep well at night, plus I don't think I'd be able to take care of huge numbers of mice.

Man, I hope she's just fat. =_=;;

20/20!

Aug. 11th, 2007 09:31 pm
yunikoneko: (oh for the love of cute.)
So they're a bit like Mike's in shape, only the frame is a bit thicker and with a wee flourish, see?



+1 )

I couldn't believe they were ready today! Totally awesome! I can read road signs again!

It was especially cool because I went to see Stardust shortly after I picked them up. BTW, Roberto, I was totally right about how to pronounce Yvaine. Anyway, it was just as Neil described.. that being, it's not the book, it's the film. And the film was quite enjoyable. spoilerish )

No need to stay past the credits.
yunikoneko: (it sucks to be me)
saw avenue q tonight! best musical evar! i was so happy with the cast, i managed to overlook the slight differences between this show and the broadway recording. and the bad idea bears are fantastic. omg. hooray!

katie and i met up with russell and tom at extraordinary desserts, downtown.. ironically, we didn't wind up getting dessert because we had to make the show... we'd meant to come back afterwards, as they close at eleven, but wound up taking an impromptu hour-long tour of the recently renovated u.s. grant hotel. it was a slow night for the attendant, so he took us down into the basement where we were given a tour of a former speakeasy, a current wine cellar, and some fancy schmancy conference rooms. we also got a tour of the penthouse. clifford (the attendant) was super excited that the room was vacant.



you can see the mall from there!



a chandelier. beyond the chandelier is a window. and the text are the lights from the saint james hotel, across the way.



courtney love allegedly trashed this room. the headboard painting is an original done by french artist yves clement. his paintings were all over. there was a framed doodle on a napkin hanging over the toilet in the penthouse. O_o the paintings were said to be worth $20k. geez.

i'd elaborate about the shower orgy, but i am totally sleepy. ;P

anyway, since extraordinary desserts was closed by the end of the tour, we wound up walking over to hustler, where we met hooper and jack. i feel kind of bad because i probably spent less than five seconds interacting with hooper, not including the hello/goodbye hug. i wound up going home instead of hanging out longer... i wouldn't have been able to do the sort of catching up with hooper i wanted to with everyone around... plus i was and am just really tired.

anyway, lack of interaction notwithstanding, hooper gives the best hugs. she hugs like she means it. :)

before i go... Read more... )

and now.... sleep.
yunikoneko: (bang me hard!)
It's no secret that when I'm anxious and have access to sharp objects I tend to do stupid things. Like give myself bangs when I know it's not a good look for me. )

Potpourri

Mar. 28th, 2007 11:00 pm
yunikoneko: (my ass is on fire!)
I think this is the fourth or fifth entry I've started to write since Sunday, but I've decided I don't want to remember every excrutiating detail of my bout of weekend depression, or my disappointment with our open mic performances, this week.

Sunday was Russell's birthday party, and I'm glad I attended. I think it was good to be around people. The fog of angst and depression that had consumed me most of the weekend dissipated when Josh's car rounded the corner to pick me up. We were ridiculously early... such that the hostess and guest of honor had not yet arrived. We wound up huddled on the stairs, taking turns playing his DS until everyone arrived.

I was relieved to find it was intimate and informal. It made me feel comfortable and all the more special for being invited. There was videogaming and music playing and pizza eating and chocolate torte and key lime pie. Russell was sweet to remember and ask what confection I would prefer. I was, however, slightly disappointed at the absence of Naked Man Cake. ;)

I'd have to say that the highlight of the evening was when Josh caught the feral lizard occupying Hooper's bathroom. )

Though the lizard does not look nearly as menacing as its captor, it was menacing enough to send Robyn up the couch and me up the stairs. Just to be clear, once I knew for sure it was in fact a lizard and not a snake, I was not scared so much as squicked.

Among the usual suspects was Tank, Hooper's beau. I like him. The first time I met him, I found him terribly intimidating. Let's just say there is a reason he is called Tank. He's cool, though. I felt unusually compelled to give him a hug as we left.

Monday was open mic at Lestat's. That is all I will say on that.

Tuesday afternoon, Sandra and I went to the free museums at Balboa and then had a late lunch at Pokéz, the veg Mex place Rachel, Bryce, and I tried out earlier. Then we met up with Mike and Robyn at the boys' place, and headed out to E Street to audition at their open mic for a longer engagement. I wasn't 100% pleased at how it went, but it was good enough to score us a 90 minute gig at 8pm on Friday, April 6th (holy crap that's like a week from now), and another gig sometime in June.. possibly a morning/weekend thing. Nancy May said she was glad we didn't sound like the last 12 cds she bought and that we were "refreshingly unique." And a guy of arguable cuteness (I thought he was kind of cute, Sandra apparently did not) asked for our URL. Aww.

I have more to say, but it's late and I'm not ready to pull the drama tag just yet.

Before I go, though:



It's mine, now!! Bwahahahaha!
yunikoneko: (pure yellow colour)


Pure Yellow Colour
live at the Twiggs Green Room
Friday, February 2, 2007! Groundhog Day!
Doors @ 8, Show @ 9:30, Admission is $10

I wish I could say that if you had one of those miniflyers, you could get a couple of bucks off admission, but I can't because we're new and don't have rep, yet.

I started writing a substantial entry, but decided to plug the band instead. You will probably see this picture again in two weeks or so.

Pashmina

Nov. 29th, 2006 11:42 am
yunikoneko: (oh for the love of cute.)
My aunts gave me a pashmina. Which is not, in fact, a small lapdog. (Edit: Pashm is the Persian word for wool... from the underbelly of Tibetan goats. The blend of my scarf is 70% cashmere and 30% silk. Interesting.)



I like it. The fact that it's in shades of one of my favorite color combos makes me wonder if they've been reading my blog. I don't think my immediate family even reads my blog.

Separately, according to my Spanish-English dictionary, the word for blueberry is "arándano."
yunikoneko: (Default)
I got my hair cut. )

I guess it pretty much looks the same length as in my default icon... 'cause, well, that picture was from the last time I'd cut it. Of course, this time was the first time in maybe two or three years I've gone to a salon to get it done. I haven't wanted to get my hair cut by a pro since my regular stylist moved away. I'm weird about people I don't know too well touching me. Actively touching me, I mean. I can deal with someone leaning on me on the bus, for example, but mall masseuses? No, I don't think so.

This stylist commented that I seemed very tense when she was massaging my scalp. It was pretty much true.

The cut is okay. I told her to cut off two inches and layer it, but I've got such fine, flat hair that it I think just kind of looks like any other girl's straight cut. I am sure that applying product would probably aid in giving it shape, but I would not know where to begin, as the only stuff I've ever put in my hair was shampoo and conditioner. Oh, and flowers, on Katie's wedding day.

Yes. Well, I suppose I've gone on enough about my hair. I know, for someone with a low self-image, I sure can preen.
yunikoneko: (you put the music in me)
I finally sat down and imported and re-tagged my Tori Amos bootlegs from years and years and years ago 'cause the absofreakinglutely gorgeous boxed set is coming out tomorrow and knowing I already own 95% of the music will help me cope with not running out to get it immediately.

Anyway, I've rediscovered an old favorite, Carnival, which isn't included on the set. And for fun, you can Ring My Bell. ;]

My hair used to be pink. I kind of miss it. 'Cept for how it clashed with most of my clothes. )

will love come my way on this magical day?
and will love stay in my heart?

I got Jack.

Jun. 6th, 2006 07:17 pm
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Sparrow, that is.

I stepped into a TRU for the first time in months, with the sole intention of looking for the Avatar TCG. The plan was to get a starter deck, but I ultimately didn't because I didn't like the art enough for me to want to start collecting without being a player. And even if I did play card games, I'm sure the only other people who play the ATCG are ten year old boys.

Anyway, I wandered over to the nearby Lego/Megablox section to discover there are AVATAR LEGOS. Of course, in order to get the whole crew (that is, Aang, Katara, and Sokka), you need to buy both the Air temple and the Fire Nation ship. Darn marketing ploy.

I was about to leave empty-handed when I noticed the display of POTC: Dead Man's Chest figures. The 3" Davy Jones looks a lot more interesting in terms of color and texture than the 7" figure, but what really got me was the 12" Jack Sparrow:



His hands and feet seem freakishly large to me, but then, he's a boy, and an action figure at that. The face sculpt is better than Will Turner's, but no match to the last Harry Potter. His nose is just a smidge too pointy, I think. Besides that, the detail is awesome. The costume is awesome. Awesomeness all around. Best $21.54 spent this week.

So now it's Sunday + Dan and Ginger + Johnny. Poor Dan. So illegal.

♥♥♥

I like how my camera phone takes pictures that look kind of like they were passed through the watercolor filter in Photoshop. )

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