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minim_calibre very kindly came over yesterday to help me run some errands AND slowly pootle around two thrift stores. There wasn’t anything worthwhile at Value Village, which is sadly becoming the norm. Well, there were some dresses that could have been turned into something interesting, but I stuck to my clothing no-buy. PRAISE ME. The other thrift store was The Discovery Shop, which is a small nonprofit for the American Cancer Society. It’s a few blocks from my house, which means that once I’m healthy I need to make more of an effort to walk up there on a regular basis. Because, as with most smaller, charity-specific thrift stores, the selection is much better. I bought two pieces of jewelry: a crystal necklace with an antique skeleton key pendant (minim handed it to me, saying, “This belongs to you”), and a vintage belled bracelet, because I want to return to jingling when I walk. I pined over a huge blown glass candelabra with multiple arms, but acknowledged that I ha no place to put it. But my god, it was stunning.
I learned that both The Discovery Shop and Value Village have “senior discount days” on Tuesdays, and that “senior” is 55+! Time to schedule a regular thrifting day!
All of the excitement of leaving the house took its toll, however, and I’m absolutely exhausted today. Plus I’m starting a new round of different antibiotics, because my symptoms returned once I finished the first round. Thank goodness that my preferred urgent care clinic offers telehealth appointments.
There is a guilt that accompanies unread books, articles and blog posts. But there is a special anxiety reserved for unread lists of unread things. My reading list had become a totem of imagined wisdom, a shrine to the person I would be, if only I read everything on it.
When I deleted that list, I lost nothing real.
I know what I want to read. I know the shape of my attention. I don’t need a 7,000-item database to prove that I have taste or ambition.
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So, I made a DW a few years ago but fell off posting on it pretty quickly. I’ve made this new account in hopes of being more active!
Name: Eclipse
Age: 31
Country: USA
Subscription/Access Policy: My blog is 18+, as I only feel comfortable interacting with other adults, and I do sometimes discuss mature topics. Right now, all my journals are public, but it’s possible I may post some more personal stuff that I might feel more comfortable friends locking. We’ll have to see!
I like to post about: So far, I’m using my journal to crosspost my fanfic and original writing, as well as sharing some of my own rambly thoughts on fandom. My writing tends to focus on monster romance, horror, supernatural stuff, villains, or some combination thereof.
I’m sure I will continue posting my writing and talking about my fandoms, but it’s possible I may also post book reviews or movie reviews.
Main Fandoms: Horror fandom generally, but specifically the Alien movies and the Nightmare on Elm Street movies. My other main fandom interests are: the band Ghost, Beetlejuice, and Phantom of the Opera, as well as the monster romance community.
Other Fandoms: The Stargate franchise, Once Upon a Time, and the Batman villains fandom. I don’t talk about these things quite as much right now, but I still enjoy them and would be happy to follow you if you enjoy these things!
About Me/Other Info: I am in my “cringe but free” era, and as a result, have been writing more OC/self-insert x Canon Character fic – specifically OC x horror villain stuff. If that’s not your thing, this probably isn’t the right blog for you. ^^’
Also, while I generally do not care what people ship, I am very uncomfortable with lolisho.
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mundodefieras Shout-out to the kids walking around the con, one with a giant scythe made of cans of Monster, the other in a rabbit ears headband with the “ears” made of . . . monstrous cans of Monster.
Top 10 Challenge.
LIST THREE (or more) THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF. They don’t have to be your favorite things, just things that you think are good. Expand as much or as little as you want.
I'm lagging behind with these, partly because I have busy evenings Mon-Fri, but it's nice to have a bit of time to think about the more difficult challenges, like this one.
So, three things I like about myself:
1. I've been told by several people at work that I'm very good at supporting, encouraging and training other people in that environment, that I'm a calming influence, and two different people told me over the last year that I'm responsible for them both choosing to stay in our team and actually enjoying their work.
2. I apparently have a nice speaking voice; I struggle a lot with accepting compliments, but I even got told this once at a convention by an actor I've seen in a fair number of tv shows. That didn't stop me apparently going very red when I met up with a couple of old friends for lunch recently, one of whom proudly told me that someone they had told to ring me for advice got in touch with them afterwards to say "you warned me that he'd make time to help even if it meant working ridiculously late, but you didn't warn me he has a voice like liquid caramel!"
3. Something I'm in the habit of doing when I go out is taking the time to chat with the people I interact with - which is why half the local bus drivers and posties know me, and why someone had to come and retrieve me from a conversation I was having with the print shop doing the VidUKon printing one year after I lost track of time catching up with the front of house manager there. It's something I try to do in part because I hated the way when I worked in a supermarket that the staff were largely treated as being fixtures rather than people by the customers. One of my closest friends took me back a little a couple of years ago when he remarked that I was the friendliest person he'd ever met, not just because I was happy chatting with bus drivers, checkout operators, random strangers in the Entertainer and the like, but because I gave the distinct impression that I'm actually interested in what they have to say.
Watching some AEW, and it definitely has a very different vibe than WWE, including an endearing level of, uh. Less-than-perfect polish, shall we say?
But having said that, I nonetheless has some big side-eye for the keming on the Hos Championship . . .
I also feel like we tried a lot of things and we found out that the old ways are better. You know? Streaming was great but then suddenly we didn’t own anything, so it’s good to go back to buying DVDs. ‘Social media’ was great but then suddenly we didn’t know anyone, so it’s good to go back to a platform where you can actually speak to people.
galadhir . . .
