nobleplatypus: (plaid!)
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Sad as it is, I've decided to make my journal friends only in order to better protect my intellectual property. I made a bunch of banners and couldn't bear to just choose one, so one gets the dubious honor of being outside the cut. The rest are underneath.



Dec. 21st, 2011 04:31 pm
nobleplatypus: (fringe hello spexy)
Regarding the PITA new comment thing, if you're using a custom style, you can still have comment titles and so on (the uproar actually confused me at first because my LJ was unaffected) by making sure your settings are up to snuff. Here's how:

Go here:

Scroll down to "Presentation" and make sure that you select "No" for "Disable customized comment pages for your journal."

You'll still have to deal with the gross new format on journals/communities that don't have a custom style/have disabled customized comments, but at least your LJ can look normal.
nobleplatypus: (heroes hiro concentrates hard)
New Year's Resolution: never, EVER plan on seeing a performance during closing night/closing weekend. You WILL get a cold, and be forced to choose between a) being the dillhole who goes to a performance and coughs through it; and b) missing out entirely, because it's closing weekend.


Dec. 16th, 2011 10:06 am
nobleplatypus: (fringe profiles)
So I just found out courtesy of facebook that my dad played the banjo for the soundtrack of Oregon Trail 2. He knew the artistic director, so he contributed banjo to the score (so did some other guy who played a four-string).



Nov. 2nd, 2011 11:36 am
nobleplatypus: (beartato glee)
A new Decemberists EP and a new Florence + the Machine album released on the same day? Thank you, sweet zombie Jesus!
nobleplatypus: (Default)
I don't believe I mentioned it here, since my life was being devoured by a Rodgers & Hammerstein musical, but my older brother is about to embark on an adventure.

Specifically, he is participating in the 2011 Mototaxi Junket in Peru. It involves driving a ridiculous contraption through rough terrain, raising money for worthy charities, and (hopefully) not dying in the process.

He and his friend, Peter, have a team blog on the Junket's website. If you'd like to follow their progress, or even donate, you can do so there. I know money is tight, but they really are great charities--and as a bonus, donations of certain amounts will earn you prizes, a la Kickstarter. The lowest amount gets you a photograph print of your choice, and my brother takes some mighty fine photographs with his fancy camera.

Regardless of whether or not you can (or are willing to) donate, send good vibes his way, if you please. It will not be the safest of adventures, and I'd like him to come home alive and in one piece. He owes me a framed photograph, after all.
nobleplatypus: (five will explain)
Thank you for informing me that you are separating your streaming and DVD plans into two distinct plans. Now, we have three exciting choices: streaming-only for a cheaper rate than our current $9.99 a month, DVD-only for a cheaper rate than our $9.99 a month, or both for a staggering $15.98 per month. I understand that this is to better reflect the cost to you.

I am sure you will also understand when I change my plan to streaming-only, bringing my monthly payments down by two dollars. This price reduction will better reflect my low opinion of you and my diminished desire to give you my monies.

I would tell you that you don't need to do anything to win back my affections, but you already seem disinclined to try, what with your complete lack of membership perks or reduced package rates for both plans. Honestly, I'm having trouble reading this as anything but a cheery "fuck you."

Well, as you pointed out, I do have many choices for home entertainment. I'm sure I'll get along just fine.

nobleplatypus: (Belle sheep book love)
I am listening to "Heigh Ho, Mozart!" right now. It's the first CD I ever owned, and features Disney songs arranged in the styles of various classical composers. The disc is fourteen years old and scratched all to hell, but damn if it doesn't rip beautifully every time.


Jun. 18th, 2011 12:48 pm
nobleplatypus: (dw rory is a big damn hero)
I don't know who made this, but I'm reposting it anyway because YES.

Spoilers for the mid-season finale )


Jun. 13th, 2011 09:44 pm
nobleplatypus: (mm crazeh)
I don't really have the means to barricade the windows, but I've locked them and drawn the blinds. I'm keeping the lights off, too--hell, I even moved the laptop to the closet so the glow wouldn't be noticeable.

I also gave in and barricaded the door. I feel pretty awful about it, but wtf else was I supposed to do? I could hear banging and scraping coming from some of the other units, and I didn't want any noise-making that I did down here to stand out, so I seized the opportunity. If I hear my roommate in the hallway, I can let him in. I don't know. I don't think he's coming.

The streets have gone really quiet. I think everyone who planned on leaving town has already succeeded... or definitively failed, one way or the other. I can hear sirens, sometimes, and helicopters. It all sounds pretty distant, though. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Does it mean things are pretty stable here? I'm too scared to go near the windows and check.

How is everyone else holding up?



Jun. 13th, 2011 06:34 pm
nobleplatypus: (again... poor guy)
Okay, seriously, what in the fresh hell is going on? Flisters, are you okay?? Sound off in the comments or something; I'm freaking out over here.

I hadn't been intending to walk home, but as soon as I stepped outside I got that feeling you get when you've just turned off the basement lights and are about to head back upstairs--you just really want to break into a sprint even though you feel kind of stupid about it, you know? It should have been rush hour; there should have been cars and pedestrians, and instead the place is practically deserted. I saw a few people, but they were shambling along like they were strung out on something. I didn't really feel threatened; I was pretty sure I could outrun them (or at least incapacitate them, thanks to my self-defense course), but the idea of standing around on a corner, waiting for the bus, just... did not appeal. So I started walking, just to be moving.

In retrospect, I probably should have just gone back upstairs. I definitely should have just gone back upstairs. The elevators lock if you don't have a keycard. Shit.

After about five minutes of that, I decided that walking was not fast enough. There seemed to be more people about as I left downtown, which was kind of counterintuitive. A few of them noticed me, though none of them were following me fast enough for me to really feel like I was being pursued or anything. Still, it was tweaking me out.

And then I saw one of those rent-a-bike things--the city has stands of them installed every few miles, and you can pay five bucks to rent one for an hour or whatever--but this one was just on its own, lying in the grass next to the sidewalk, and I was freaked out enough by that point to just think, what the hell, it's not really stealing because it's not like whoever left it there owns it. It still felt like stealing. I took it anyway.

I got off the main road as soon as I could. I saw some groups of people on Nicollet Island--students, mostly, from the look of it--all huddled together, and some girl was screaming something about the bridges. I didn't catch it all, and the bridges seemed fine to me, so I kind of ignored it and just kept pedaling home.

I had made it to my street, but there were even more people around--mostly students, because it's that kind of neighborhood. Some of them were in cars--windows all rolled up, even though it's a beautiful day-- and some were just kind of wandering around aimlessly. And some guy tried to, like... grab me or knock me off the bike. I don't know why, I don't know if it was me or the bike that he wanted, but I swerved and managed to get past him. But WTF, WHO DOES THAT, SERIOUSLY.

I came up the back way; there was no one behind the building, so it felt safer. And of course NOW I turn on the news and see all this shit about staying indoors. Jesus.

Well, we're on the second floor, so I don't think I have to worry about the windows (yet). And maybe I can figure out how to trigger the old fire doors at the end of the hall; that would at least block off access from the back stairway. I don't know; I kind of want to knock on my neighbors' doors to see what they're thinking, but I kind of really don't at the same time.

No idea where the roommate is. Cell service doesn't seem to be working. Shit, shit, shit.

nobleplatypus: (fall pace sleeping dawww)
- Sometimes I wish my street was a bit more off the beaten path. I'm used to various emergency vehicles blaring their way past my window late at night, but being awoken by them at the asscrack of dawn is its own special brand of suck. At least my windows were shut, so it wasn't as heart-attack-inducing as it could have been, but still, not the way I would have chosen to start my morning.

- Anyone else having an It's A National Holiday And Nobody Told Me sort of day? I was the only person at the bus stop (which doesn't happen often and always makes me paranoid that I missed the bus), and one of the only people on the bus when it did show up (seriously, it was just me and some dude sleeping/passed out in the back). Seems like half the staff is out, too. Then again, most of them have kids and it's start of summer vacation for them, so maybe people are just cashing in their vacation days now. Today has been slower than molasses in January, anyway, so it's not like we're feeling the crunch.

- Covering the front desk all day because our usual back-up isn't in. The upside: I have a bit of a view. Not much of one, but at least I can see some of the skyline. I've noticed a lot of helicopters going back and forth, but the Strib doesn't have any Exciting Breaking News posted, so I'm not sure what's brought them out.

- I made a quick Target run today to get Tylenol--got a pretty bad headache on Saturday night (bad for me, anyway), and the closest thing to Tylenol that we even had in the apartment was some cold-specific stuff. It worked, but I figured it was dumb to not have a Big Bottle O' Pain Relief on hand. I couldn't have timed it better; a few people have wandered by the desk complaining of headaches. I feel like a magician whipping out my Big Bottle O' Pain Relief.

- Downside to covering the front desk: I can't listen to music. As a result, I've had that "Man Up" song from "The Book of Mormon" stuck in my head all day.

- I decided to get some exercise yesterday by walking downtown and back to buy "Tangled" from the B&N. It's a round trip of about four miles (with a nice two-or-three-story staircase thrown in there), so I felt like I got a bit of a workout. Now I'm kinda sore, though, and debating whether or not to walk home. HMMM.
nobleplatypus: (beartato glee)

nobleplatypus: (tornado xing)
When I heard the tornado sirens go off, I did what anyone would do: grabbed my camera and headed for the windows.

Dang. )
nobleplatypus: (avps malfoys)

Also, re: Starship: LUPIN CAN SING.

That is all.


Apr. 19th, 2011 06:25 pm
nobleplatypus: (middleman bored/tired)
Rest in Peace, Elisabeth Sladen. ♥

nobleplatypus: (daisies yay)
There will be quite a few parts to this because, as it turns out, I TOOK A MILLION BILLION PHOTOS. We'll have to take this one event at a time. :P And, fair warning, I am a forgetful little thing who left her camera in the B&B for two days, so some of these events are going to have significantly shittier pictures than others, as my iPhone camera has limits (and wasn't helped by the near-constant wind buffeting me about, natch).

Without further ado, we'll go with Event One and Event Two: the train ride from Edinburgh to Inverness, and Loch Ness. Quite a few photos beneath the cut. )

Here ends Picspam the First!


Apr. 17th, 2011 05:02 pm
nobleplatypus: (bedtime)
Made it home safe. Now, to shower, put on CLEAN CLOTHES OMG, and do some cleaning before falling right into bed.
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