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Jul. 11th, 2009 09:58 pm
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Aw, what a nice night. So the Jessigirl and [livejournal.com profile] modernsaints took me out for a surprise early birthday outing, all secretive-like :D.

We went to the Vosges store first, because we like to do things backwards, and also because it closes earlier. It was awesome. Awesomely purple and beautiful and oh, so much lovely stuff everywhere. I wish I'd brought my camera. Virginia Plain was playing when we went in, which was hilarious because we'd just been talking about Velvet Goldmine (which [livejournal.com profile] sharpest_rose brought up earlier, and which the roomie still has yet to see: I made it another condition of my birthday that we all watch it together, lol).

We basically ran around like little kids in a, well, candy shop. They have clothes, too. I very nearly bought myself a cute puffed-sleeve blazer with coppery pinstripes - SO CUTE - but refrained. Probably very expensive.

Instead, we got some truffles, and Emily got some minibars, and we shared some ice cream (Pandan and Naga, mmmm) and Jessi and Emily both got the Bianca cold chocolate drink, which is lavendar and lemon myrtle with white chocolate and is nicely herbal with a fruity aftertaste (that can taste a little like Froot Loops).

Then we headed to Minnie's, where everything is tiny. It was adooorable. I got a tiny tuna melt, a tiny veggie sandwich and a tiny pizza, along with a tiny limonada and a tiny glass of water and...actually fairly normal sized fries. SO CUTE OMG.

It was all up in the Lincoln Park neighborhood, and everything around there is really cool, aside from the frat boys, but the stores are just adorable and, um, I want an apartment with a tower, kthx.

There was something else I wanted to mention. I don't know. We had a really good time. It was awesome, and I love my girlfriend and my roomie for being awesome, and I had a lot of fun. <3

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May. 30th, 2009 08:23 pm
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We found out that we're all good on the apartment! :D We will be living in the Ukrainian Village with my friend Emily and it is going to be awesome

and oh my GOD we have to get everything packed because we're moving on Monday but that's okay. I'm only slightly behind on that, because I'm mildly sick, and trying to see as many of my Louisville friends as possible one last time before we move, but we'll get it done.

I can only imagine the insanity we will get up to.

Lacey (who is over, must run) has already promised she'll come visit for my birthday if she can find someone to drive with her.

Also, done with my bandom big bang art. Whew. I hope they like it. It's not great, but I tried hard? I need to update my portfolio.

Anyway, this may mean I'm off the internet completely for a few days (at very least, will be around Monday and Tuesday), so if I don't see you guys in the next few days, I love you a lot :)



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May. 24th, 2009 11:30 pm
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Ugh. Tonight sucks.

My entire left side hurts for no apparent reason. It started last night with my foot, and now my entire arm (elbow, hand and shoulder) are so sore that I can barely type. It's not carpal tunnel because it's not my wrist - it's the little bones of my hand and my joints, and it's a different hand than usual. I am not pleased.

Especially because I was going to write something for [info - community]contrelamontre, dammit. Well, first I was going to do my Dreamweaver assignment, but I was hurting too bad: then I was going to write something, but I'm still hurting too bad. I still haven't taken photos of my BJDs like I'd planned or done anything with my art journal. I did take pictures of Jess, though, and they're pretty.

Add to that the fact that we're supposed to be moving in like, a week, and haven't heard from anybody about an apartment, and just found out that my parents' apartment doesn't allow people not on the lease to live there (although they think that children probably don't count, but they don't know, and they're not sure about "daughter's lesbian fiancee").

My parents said they were willing to spot us a little more money than they had originally planned to help us get a studio or something, because their house was less expensive than they expected. Which is tremendously generous of them, but still doesn't solve the problem. The whole point was that we were subletting because we need to be there to do interviews -- everyone wants to do in person interviews and applying is easier that way -- and we were giving ourselves a time limit "make it or break it" sort of deal to get jobs, or move in with my parents and apply there.

So the problem with getting our own place is that
(1) We don't have those jobs yet - and almost no money - so getting our own lease, instead of finishing off someone else's, would be almost impossible
therefore, the only reasonable way to live without roommates would be to have my parents sign the lease, or to have them sign as guarantors,
but
(2)barely anyone does month-to-month or three-month leases, and we don't want to mess around with having my parents signing a 6-month or year-long lease, because if we don't get jobs we can't move out and we've just tied my parents into an extra financial obligation for twice or four times as long as we want to.

And yet, now our plan to be employed and self-sustaining within three months or moving in with my parents in fucking Mamaroneck seems like it's more complicated than just living in Chicago.
Or, you know in a box. Why didn't they check this stuff?

dfasdlkj. I am so stressed out. I have also just typed enough to have written the damn story.

We have, however, hung out with Lacey (and Krista - I wish I was better friends with her, she's cool) twice this week, so that's cool. I hope to get to see other friends this week.

Oh, and I have a cute new haircut. So yay?



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12.

May. 18th, 2009 05:11 pm
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So, the boys we were talking to about living with seem to be a not-option. When Jessi finally prompted them about how likely it was that we were going to be roomies, they answered back with, "Well, our roomie thinks he might not move out now..."

Which, I know they need some options open but not telling us that until now? Puts us in a really bad position. We want to be up there by June and this pattern of waiting five days between emails and then not saying anything is a short trip to homelessness for us.

We talked to Emily, who's going to be hearing back from a job interview tomorrow, and if she gets it, we might split a two bedroom with her -- then if we need to leave because we're not finding jobs we'll be responsible for finding a sublet or something. We're still looking for sublets in case she doesn't, or if her parents don't want her to, or whatever, but hopefully that'll work out. I think it'll be better for all of us if we're sharing one, less expensive and we won't be sharing with a total stranger, etc etc.

Hopefully at least ONE of those options will work out. If not...I don't know.

In other news, I've got a neurologist appointment on Thursday, so that should be...uh, fun? At least I can get refills on my medication before trying to find a place to go in Chicago.

I also have two DW codes, so if anyone wants one for any reason, let me know.


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May. 15th, 2009 04:04 pm
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I went to do this yesterday and then I ...had a seizure. Oh well. Doing it now.
First meme of this journal! I feel like...I'm christening it, somehow.


Comment here saying you want to play. I will find seven things off of your profile and you have to post in your journal with why you are interested in them. At that time, I will comment and squee. And possibly also participate in the fun by having you choose seven of my interests. We will go round and round and round.


Warning: I go on AT LENGTH. AT LENGTH. That's what happens when you ask me about things I like. Oh well.

[info - personal]noxie gave me:

amanda palmer


Amanda Palmer, sometimes of the Dresden Dolls and always of her lovely self, is an amazing singer and performer. I first encountered her as the singer for DD -- and who could resist an indie band that label themselves "brechtian punk cabaret"? -- but right now she has out a solo album, which is fantastic. It's called Who Killed Amanda Palmer? and it was put out in conjunction with a book of short stories by Neil Gaiman (oh look, another one of my interests) and photos by Kyle Cassidy.

If you haven't heard of her, you should go run over to her (Myspace) and/or possibly her (twitter).

I like her not only because her music is amazing (and often controversial: her single Oasis is banned from radio play in the UK) but also because she herself is awesome. She talks about everything and isn't afraid to share what she thinks in her blogs: reading them is like having a close friend.

And despite her following, she holds on to her integrity: Her label thinks she isn't trying hard enough to sell albums, but she relentlessly refuses to change what she does (to the point of writing them open, angry letters: she's in a contract, but that doesn't mean she can't make them really uncomfortable with her); they tried to cut her "Leeds United" video because she showed her oh-so-fat-tummy, which not only made her furious but incited an entire movement of tummy love in response; if you mention on her twitter that you can't afford a ticket, she'll put you on the guest list to her shows; she once threw an impromptu all-ages party because her shows in Australia were 18+.

Plus, her clothes are killer and she harrasses people to vote.

Okay, I think I've taken up enough space with Amanda!love. The next few are under a cut.

body acceptance | david bowie | derek morgan | knowing all the words | oscar wilde | todd haynes )

Okay, now you :)


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10.

May. 15th, 2009 02:51 pm
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So, for those of you not on my girlfriend's LJ flist, yesterday was kind of...eventful.

As in, I had a grand mal seizure.

I don't have grand mal seizures (in fact, every time I explain my epilepsy I go, "okay, so you know 'convulsions', like you normally think of when someone says epilepsy? I don't have those"...well, apparently I do.), so this should be freaking me out more than it is, sort of, but really because I'm a hypochrondriac and every woman on my maternal line for a generation (eg, my mom and my mom's sister) has had grand mal seizures, I figured it was just a matter of time.

I was also terrified of the prospect, because I don't know, I thought it might be scary, or the idea of not controlling my body freaked me out, or something. I already didn't like it enough as it was: not being able to drive, sometimes not finishing sentences or repeating them, not hearing the middle of other people's sentences. The idea of full on convulsions freaked me right the fuck out.

Well, it should have, but not how I thought.

So the last thing I remember before the seizure is sitting on the bed with my rats. The first thing after the seizure I remember is Jessi telling me, "FAYE. FAYE. You had a seizure," and getting me changed and sitting me down to wait for the ambulance. She tells me later I kept backing up to things and not knowing how to sit down, and she told me that she told me I had a seizure at least four times, which I don't remember.

By the time I was in the ambulance I was mostly coherent, which was actually sort of a pain in the ass because it meant that the times I wasn't coherent (ie: "What state are you moving to?" "Chicago" "...So, the city of Illinois, then?") were as embarrassing as they were funny. But the EMTs were nice, even if the line they started was kind of painful, and for never having ridden in an ambulance before it was...actually not terrible, or especially frightening since the worst was already over.

Plus, no four hour wait in the ER! Score. Just a, y'know, four hour stay in the ER.

my day in the ER )

But yeah. Feeling fine today, except for a lingering headache and a black eye and tongue pain. Jessi's watching me like a hawk. Poor thing, she called my mom freaking out yesterday and was very clingy all of yesterday. :( :( :( I don't like freaking her out.

Photos of my war wounds! )

On the good side, afterwards Courtney (and Foster) picked us up and we got Sonic since we hadn't eaten all day. Mmmm cranberry slushy. And, we have a new rattie! We named her Blind Mag after the Sarah Brightman character in Repo! The Genetic Opera, since albino rats are mostly blind. (Plus, as I realized later, Mag is a derivative of Margaret, which means "Pearl", and she's a soft ivory white, compared to Nico's stark white). Incidentally, if you haven't seen Repo, you must.

I still want a white rattie named Vanya, but possibly a totally shy, OCD, passive one is not the one. (Mag and Nico got along so well in part because every time Nico did something dominant to test her, Mag just backed away and let her go instead of fighting. Now they just groom eachother. Cute.)


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