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The Life and Times of Mysedai

Stuck in the Middle of the Compass Rose


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August 4th, 2011

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This is my first foray into the world of the LJ fanfiction community.  Please go gently on me.
All comments and constructive criticism are welcome.

This story takes place after Buffy: the Vampire Slayer, Angel: the Series, and diverges from canon at Angel: After the Fall #16.  Knowledge of After the Fall is not necessary to read this series.  So far, none of my readers have had any trouble with it, but I'd be happy to clarify any points you are unsure about.

Summary:  Angel and Spike have returned to claim their places in Buffy's life. Now, all she needs is time, and a lull in demonic activity, near-death experiences, and personal crisis to think things through. AU, diverges at Angel: After the Fall #16.

March 21st, 2009

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So, another biannual update on the ol' lj.  I kind of miss writing here, but the truth is, there is not one goddamn thing in my life worth writing about right now.  My life is vanilla pudding.  Sure, vanilla pudding is tasty, and it's not something you mind eating, but it's not anything you write home about.
I went to Atlanta to see RCPM.  I went to Nashville to see RCPM.  I went to Dayton to learn to ride a motorcycle.  I think I might be willing to just go work in a factory for the next ten years if it means I don't have to see the inside of a classroom.
I'm going to be moving soon.  Richie graduates at the end of the summer, and there's no way I can stay in the house alone.  Since I'm moving anyway, I figure I might as well do it sooner rather than later and save some dough.
I keep getting emails from the school about a program to teach school in Phoenix after graduation for two years.  If you do it, they will forgive about half of your student loan debt.  Nice. 
I had to work as talent here at the station during pledge.  Everybody was terribly impressed with my mad skills.  Now, I love people fawning over me and telling me how great I am, but...  Well, there's not anything I can say there that wouldn't come out wrong, but the bottom line is that I am firmly convinced that the bulk of the population could do broadcast if only they were so inclined, and nothing in my performace last week has convinced me otherwise.  Seriously, the only even remotely impressive part was that the talent wasn't there about three minutes to air, so I miked myself up and gave the script a quick read through, and got the general format that director wanted before we went live.  Still, the attention was nice, and it was much more fun than answering the phones.
Yesterday was Mister Roger's birthday.  Well, it would have been if he were still alive.  I gave blood, or at least I tried to.  Turns out, I was about three days shy of being eligible to give blood again, which really sucked because I made a special trip into town to give and I had to put up with hordes of teenyboppers screaming outside the bus at the Edward Cullen look-alike sitting next to me.  Did I mention that the blood drive was outside of WAL-Mart during the Twilight pre-release?  Had I actually thought people would show up to the damnned thing, I'd have stayed home.
Well, I'm off to go stare at This Old House.  My Saturday shift is pretty cool, what with This Old House, Ask This Old House, and New Yankee Workshop.  I love how Norm Abram makes it look like anybody with a stack of lumber and a Saturday afternoon can crank out an armoir.  I especially love to make fun of the people who like to point out that "they could do that, too, if they all those tools."  I usually point out that they are tools, and then the conversations tend to get awkward.
So, I think I have a Hot Pocket done about now, and This Old House isn't going to watch itself be renovated. 

February 8th, 2009

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One day Solomon decided to humble Benaiah Ben Yehoyada, his most trusted minister. He said to him, "Benaiah, there is a certain ring that I want you to bring to me. I wish to wear it for Sukkot which gives you six months to find it." "If it exists anywhere on earth, your majesty," replied Benaiah, "I will find it and bring it to you, but what makes the ring so special?" "It has magic powers," answered the king. "If a happy man looks at it, he becomes sad, and if a sad man looks at it, he becomes happy." Solomon knew that no such ring existed in the world, but he wished to give his minister a little taste of humility. Spring passed and then summer, and still Benaiah had no idea where he could find the ring. On the night before Sukkot, he decided to take a walk in one of the poorest quarters of Jerusalem. He passed by a merchant who had begun to set out the day's wares on a shabby carpet. "Have you by any chance heard of a magic ring that makes the happy wearer forget his joy and the broken-hearted wearer forget his sorrows?" asked Benaiah. He watched the grandfather take a plain gold ring from his carpet and engrave something on it. When Benaiah read the words on the ring, his face broke out in a wide smile. That night the entire city welcomed in the holiday of Sukkot with great festivity. "Well, my friend," said Solomon, "have you found what I sent you after?" All the ministers laughed and Solomon himself smiled. To everyone's surprise, Benaiah held up a small gold ring and declared, "Here it is, your majesty!" As soon as Solomon read the inscription, the smile vanished from his face. The jewler had written "This too shall pass." At that moment Solomon realized that all his wisdom and fabulous wealth and tremendous power were but fleeting things, for one day he would be nothing but dust.

November 24th, 2008

I know it's an old game,

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but, here's a brief revival of the Which Actor Plays Which Character From the Wheel of Time.  This guy's my new Perrin:

September 27th, 2008

Here are some excerpts from an iReport article about the bailout.  Keep in mind, this is on the front page at CNN, it isn't some crap I went looking for.  This is breaking news, apparently.

leisa: "I am so angry about this bailout. What about all the people who are losing their homes with foreclosures? What about us? We were advised to invest in real estate nearly two years ago. We bought three rentals using up all of our HELOC (home equity line of credit). Through two evictions, horrible renters and losses, and trying to make the mortgage payments we used $200,000 of our own. Now the prices of the houses have dropped so low that we are probably going to foreclose on all three homes, BUT the banks will make their money back through the sales. WE, however, now will probably foreclose on our own home because we can't make the payments on it plus our line of credit."

-- The basic idea of this BBOT is, "We used every dime we could get out of our home equity to buy 3 rental homes, and we got bad rentals, and now we're gonna loose everything, and it isn't in the least our fault.  Why aren't we getting a bail out?"  Fuck you, lady.  You gamboled a poor business decision and used your house as the ante.  Game over.

coteric of Columbia, Maryland: "The fact is, most of those politicians (I would bet all of them), have personal ties to AIG, Fannie Mae, etc. If these companies go down they lose campaign money, even personal money. EVERY SINGLE politician has there hand in some CEO's company. This is all they care about."

--Yes, most sucessful people care about making money, and most politicians are sucessful people.  What the fuck happened to our society that made people decide this is a crime?  Also, if the best you can do for fact-checking prior to forming an opinion is "most (I bet all)" you should saw open your head, remove your brain, and try to find the flaws in your logic.

Gah.  I can't keep going.  Here's the link the the article.  If any of you feel like blasting these guys for me, I'd appreciate it.

September 9th, 2008

Went to a Roger Clyne show Sunday night.  You all know how happy that makes me.  I bought the two cd's I didn't have and have been listening to them in my car.  There are a couple I really like; Persephone (but some of you may have heard me rhapsodise about that one already), Maybe We Should Fall in Love, Mercy, and Summer #39 stand out.

I couldn't find a good video of Summer #39, but there are the other three, in order.  Must run to class, more later.

July 22nd, 2008

Here is something that made me laugh. Repeatedly.  If you like it, there is a more like it on G4's Attack of the Show website.

Also, this makes me giggle.  Watch them all.

As you can see, I'm still alive and laughing.

June 23rd, 2008


Comedian George Carlin has died from heart failure. The man who made famous the "seven words you can never say on television" passed away at 5:55 p.m. Sunday at Saint John's Hospital in Santa Monica, his longtime publicist said. He was 71.

Carlin, who has had several heart attacks and a history of cardiac issues, went into the hospital this afternoon after complaining of heart problems. 

Carlin has more than 20 comedy albums, 14 HBO specials, numerous TV and movie roles, and three best-selling books to his credit. Last year, he celebrated his 50th year in show business, and he had just finished his last HBO special in March, "It's Bad for Ya." 

June 1st, 2008

Maybe I'll even post this one!
Since I only do it once a year, I'll give you the year in review...
Still in school, I'll be done in just under a year.  Then, I'm going to torture myself with a year of grad school unless I change my mind.  
I have a guinea pig.  She's cool.  I also feed stray dogs and nurse fledgling birds.
Summer school is fun.  My boss lets me leave work for two hours on Friday for classes.
The new job is great.  I'm there now.  It's incredibly chaotic here, and sometimes I feel like my job title should be "Damange Control Operator" rather than "Master Control Operator".
When we get into the new Master Control (some point in the foggy future that should have occured months ago) it's all cool technology and stuff.  My days of working amidst the finest technology of the seventies will be at an end.
Unless I take another job with Carmike Cinemas...
Apparantly, I'm still scared of storms.  It doesn't storm here often, so I kinda forgot.  Last night reminded me.
I'm almost thirty.  Yay!
Richie and I are probably going on a trip to Egypt with the school in January.  Double Yay!
I just spent over $300 dollars getting my truck fixed.  And $260 on books for class.  Goodbye excess aid!  I had such high hopes for you...
It's been almost nine months since my last surgery.  I'm waiting for my appendix to join the Right Side Rebellion any day now.
I almost have something that resembles a tan.  It looks foreign and funny and unnatural and kinda orange under flourescent light.  Maybe that's part of the reason I started avoiding the sun in the first place.
I saw some good movies, saw some bad movies.  I'm on a zombie kick right now.
I'm spending waaaay too much time on Digg these days.  I think any time might be too much time when it comes to Digg.
O hai.  I upgraded mah lazors.  I can has a weerd like of teh lolcat pidgin plz?  Srsly. kthxbai.
I am Anonymous.

And, I call it...

The Aristocrats!

May 20th, 2008

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rudyralishaz, this is for you
postgradronin, you might find this funny:

Just think, dude, soon you'll get to seen scary commercials like the one in this one on a daily basis.
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