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Feb. 25th, 2014 08:39 am
ellenmillion: (Number 1 Dog Ribbon)
I lovelovelove how light it's getting in the morning. I dread daylight savings next month. It's the saddest thing in the world to start getting up in the dark again that week.

I didn't get Sketch Fest payments out yesterday, because things. Okay, mostly one thing, with BRIGHT RED CHEEKS who wouldn't go down for her nap until nearly 5. *facepalm* Also, I made an epic shopping trip, because I had a 10% off EVERYTHING coupon to use before Friday. We stocked up on lots of staples that never seem to be on sale.

I did get the completely revised article on the snow-unicorn riders posted. The original article was terrifically out of date... a few things were even inaccurate! This is a much, much better introduction to the society. (Reminder, there's a Muse Fusion Friday!)

I also got a group for Portrait Adoption started on Facebook. I miss our PA forums, but I really don't want to deal with starting up the EMG forums again, and... evil or not, everyone is on Facebook. It's a closed group for contracted members only - if you'd like to be added, please apply: https://www.facebook.com/groups/691234977600005/

I've already started some discussion about additional rights options, and I updated the artist FAQ extensively: http://portraitadoption.com/afaq.php

I had a very odd dream last night about having to pick an appropriately colored owl chick for a long journey. I had selected a dark one, but was warned that it would stand out too much in the mountain passes I would be traveling through, so I was sorting through all these fluffy, fluffy little owls looking for the whitest one, spreading out their wings and ruffling the feather around their ears.



Breakfast now, laundry, and at some point, I am going to have to face my ridiculous writing block. It's not a creative block, just a crisis of writing confidence, made worse by continuing to avoid it. I should make bread today, too. I have a new toaster, and the novelty of toast I don't have to make under the broiler has not worn off.

Here's some artwork that you may not have seen unless you're a River Twine member!


Farscout and Brightwood - my first foray into Copics! Yay!

I also had a story go up that I don't think I've linked to - a flash fiction about Evervale discovering her plantshaping abilities: Hypnotic Bark.
ellenmillion: (aahhhhhh)
Christmas left me feeling utterly blessed. Awesome loot, warm house, fun playing with the baby, fun lunch the day after with my sister, just lots of joy and quiet happiness, all around. I hope you guys had a lovely day, as well. Elsa got noise-making toys that she's figured out how to turn on, and has been rotating through all the fascinating new things. (3-ball-switch* continues to be a favorite.)

Thinking about goals and things to do before the end of the month/year/week. Planning an end-of-the-year review of accomplishments and such, and a little alarmed by how much I wanted to accomplish and didn't. Still, considering my stated goal for the year was 'have baby' followed by 'taking care of baby...'

And on that topic - WRETCHED night of sleep. HORRID. Went to bed poorly, and couldn't sleep until very late (1:30AM) and then had nightmares about losing Elsa. Jake and I went to a big party in Nome (we drove there, which already tells you it was a dream, since Nome is, what, 400 miles away? with no roads to it) and I thought he had her and he thought I had her... then there was panic that we'd left her in the car, and I spent hours in dreamtime trying to FIND our car, to find that she wasn't in it, and I didn't know where she was, but I thought maybe we'd left the carseat in the driveway or forgotten her at home and was trying to decide who to call or what to do... and woke in a cold sweat with the monitor giving a 'chirp!' due to interference from the alarm that promptly went off.

Also, my tailbone hurts today for the first time in a while. I had Elsa out in her backpack for a short while yesterday - I wonder if it's related. Stretching today and MUST get back into an exercise schedule. Here's a quick self-shot from yesterday:



And one ridiculous space-baby:



*I have two balls! Yay! Wait, there's a third ball? But my hands are full... *drops one to grab new one* Yay! I have two balls! Wait... there's a third ball? But my hands are full... (repeat infinitely)
ellenmillion: (ellen with wrench)
Got many little coding things done today, including a start on the wishlists at EMG. A very, very bare start, but still, something. I also fixed a little bug at FP, and a calendar bug at EMG-Zine. I'm trying to get Something done code-wise everyday, no matter how small, because my coding list for the year is so very overwhelming.

Had very odd dreams last night - largely centered around becoming a surgeon for the vampire mob. By mob, I mean Chicago-style, in suits with Italian accents and 1920s hats. My offices were in the back of an ice-cream shop, in the 'dental section.' (It made perfect sense, in my dream, that there were dental offices behind the ice-cream shop.)

These vampires were not hollywood super-healers - although they did not die from wounds, and they did not bleed. When they go sliced, the skin would flap off of them until someone (me, apparently) sewed them back up. They were not very bright - very large and blustery, but not smart or suave. While surgeoning one of them up, I discovered that if any wood got trapped beneath their skin, however miniscule, it would send them into a coma. Gosh, I found myself thinking. Hope they don't get splinters often. They shouldn't go into carpentry as a profession.

Strange vampires, but better than sparkly.
ellenmillion: (vines)
I want to open an artists 'colony'. Just 3 or 5 cabins, and a big, sunny, shared studio. Cheap rent, just to cover taxes and bills, and a whole lot of common equipment and shared space and dreams. Plenty of space, so that everyone can be as private or social as they like.

Thats's not what I really want, though.

I really want the kind of world to exist where I don't have to realize that this has a high probability of being the kind of deal where I would get taken advantage of, and people wouldn't get along and the equipment would be abused at best, and stolen at worst, and our privacy would be ruined, and the dream would be soured, and I would regret the time and effort I put into it.

I want the kind of world where people are... nice. And careful of others, and honest. And understand social responsibility. I want the kind of world where I don't wonder if what I see of a person is really what they are, and I can trust them at once, with everything, without wondering if I am only giving them tools towards my own destruction. I would like to live in a world where everyone is honestly working towards the same goals.

That's what I really want.

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