ickaimp: (Izzy)
Icka! M. Chif:
Icka!: "I miss Megs being around. Ianuk used to call us 'Thing One and Thing Two'. Then we'd get into debates over who was One and Two."
Elinor: "Do you really wanna be Number Two?
Icka!: "I think I was."
Elinor: "Icka-ca-?"
Icka!: "CAW CAW MOTHER FUCKER! Oh, hi Tony."
Elinor: "Hi, Tony."
*Supervisor keeps walking, shaking his head.*

Megs:
Nuuuu I thought I was Thing Two
You lead into trouble, I drive the getaway car.

Icka! M. Chif:
I lead into trouble?!

Megs:
Need I remind you a certain phone call from four years ago?
Icka: “I found a giant dildo stuck to a phone pole! What do I do with it?”
Me: “Steal it.”
Icka: “Done.”

Icka! M. Chif:
And this is following my making one of the other guys speechless, because he thinks my life must be so boring because I don't drink or smoke.

Megs:
BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
ha.
ickaimp: (kidnight)
So... The Japan trip at the end of March has changed to a trip to Ireland.

Couple of things prompted this. First one, Money.
Travelzoo keeps posting those great deals for Ireland. So for the same price as roundtrip from LAX to Narita, we can get roundtrip from NYC to Dublin, Hotels for 8 nights in 3 cities, plus an automatic car to drive around.
So even with the exchange rate and paying for gas, should be about a third cheaper in the long run.

Two: Logistics.
Neechan's spine. In Japan we were facing dealing with public transportation while carrying luggage with someone who can't take stairs. And Japan doesn't have a lot of elevators. Plus the shinkansen, and finding hotels, and various subtrips, and shopping...
Ireland, we have a car. No scrambling to carry stuff, we can take our time going where ever we want.
Not to mention language barrier...

Three: It's somewhere we've both wanted to go for years and neither of us have been. We've both been to Japan many times.
-And Ireland is supposed to be special for writers. Mebbe we'll get our mojo back. ^__^

Four: My gut is happier. Have not had a good feeling about Japan since it came up, and this feels right. It doesn't feel like bashing against an invisible wall in order to plan it.

-It's not without some crazy prep, I need to get an International Driver's Permit and research driving in Ireland so I obey the traffic laws, figure out places to visit around Dublin, Galway, and Limerick, but overall, I think it'll be a better trip.

Add bonus, we're flying out of NYC, so looking at booking a hotel for a couple of days in New York on the way back because of reasons. ~_^

Anyway. Driving out to San Diego this week to spend the weekend with friends, and getting ready to go visit a vineyard this afternoon, so will talk to all you lovely peoples later!

Travel

Jan. 9th, 2014 09:19 pm
ickaimp: (Kabuto)
Seems like when I need to do serious thinking about RL, I'm turning back to this rather than Tumblr, which is mostly fandom squee.

So... um. Yeah. In honour of discovering that my PTO at work hasn't been rolling over the past couple of years to the tune of 56 hours, and it getting fixed: Travel.

That Japan trip I was mentioning? Looks like it's a go, all cylinders firing. Neechan's spine is deteriorating to the point that it's a matter of when, not if, she becomes paralyzed, and the third person dropped out today, so we're going for it. Last 10 days of March.

She’s currently planning a couple of days in Tokyo (mostly to see the Ghibli Museum), Nikkō, and Fukuoka. Possibly other places as well, she's figuring out where she wants to visit. I... really don't have much input to be honest, just pleased to be going. Suggestions are very welcome.

She's also going to shop for doujin to re-sale, so the current plan is that I ditch her at various Mandarake and Book-offs, and go wander the area, since we learned the hard way last time that busty redheads stumbling into the hentai department makes all the guys in the area highly nervous and us escorted back to the yaoi section. True story.

Lots of flailing on my end over the realisation that I haven’t need to speak or read Japanese in almost a decade. *headdesk* I’ve forgotten so much….

Travel for the year is shaping up as: San Diego in February, Japan in March, New York City before August, and New Orleans in October, because dagnabbit, I wanna go.

Still working funds/timing for NYC, so is very flexible at this point if anyone wants to meet up. ~_^
ickaimp: (Seto_Dreamer)
Timing. Timing is funny. Not really a New Year's resolution, but I do think it's time to start investing in myself again. That I'm worth investing in myself.

When I was younger, I was a lot more confident in myself and my skills, and realising now how 6 years of unemployment have ripped my self-worth into bits in a way that 3½ years of steady employment still hasn't quite fixed. I'm constantly waiting for the world to drop out again, and I need to stop doing that and look forward instead. To hope, instead of constantly fear.

And that my worth isn't solely based on what I can do for other people. That it's okay to do stuff for myself.

One of the things I like about Travel is that it makes me realise things about myself. This latest trip, it was the strange realisation that out of the three girls, I was probably the most image conscious. The only one who bothered with make up, or some days, even changing out of pjs.

It was a little strange, because I don't really think about myself as fashion conscious. The people I hang out with always seem to effortlessly look fabulous, and I'm aware that I don't.

And a LOT of my clothing is worn out and does need to be replaced, which I've been putting off because it's so damn hard to find clothing that 1: I like, and 2: Fits. It's a huge undertaking.

-it was a bit of a surprise earlier this month when someone comment about 'knowing I like my shirts baggy', when with over a 12" difference between bust and waist, it's more that I don't really have a choice. I prefer my shirts long enough to cover my stomach, which means the fabric hangs off my boobs, and isn't form fitting. Current fashion means that if it form fitting, it doesn't go over my belly, which isn't flattering or comfortable either.

But by the same token, how you dress influences how you and other people see you. While travelling, eyeliner means the difference between being ignored or being able to ask and get directions. It says a lot about you too, and from what I understand, right now my clothing says I'm a hobo instead of I'm confident and comfortable in my skin. And that needs to change.

Still mentally going over the problem of shirts, but skirts... I like long flowing skirts cause they're both modest and comfortable, but they are baggy and on the unflattering side. And after some online searching, beginning to think that the best bet is buying fabric and hiring someone to make walking skirts. Long, flattering lines, and good for, well, walking. Medium weight fabric would mean they don't get torn as easily too.

Prolly'll have to do that with shirts too, but patterning is a pain. *sighs*

This weekend, I invested in a better mattress, one that'll be useful for when I get a place of my own. Did some poking around online for that too, it'll cut into funds, but it's getting to the point think I need to move, just for my own headspace. The house is cluttered and needs repair, but it's not my house or stuff, and I can't be the only one constantly working on it.

Am getting a corset, and was talking about doing a group run to Phoenix to be fitted for more bras, since my body has shifted since the last fitting. Currently also working on getting my teeth fixed, catching stuff while they're cavities instead of flailing when it's suddenly a root canal.

Looking at boots too. I love my combat boots, but they're... combat boots. Not really stylish. Poking around at sites looking at something that's a little more classical looking, but still comfortable and can take a beating. It's one of those things where finding stuff that fits gets tricky again, since a men's 9.5 is easier to find than a women's 11.5.

Travel's still on the table, mostly for my own sanity. Possibly a trip to Japan, but I won't cry if it falls through. Big thing is NYC before August for the Poison Exhibit.

Next big thing though, is I really do need to get glasses. Am noticing that my middle range is really starting to deteriorate, to the point that TV watching is sometimes tricky. That, and I miss how I look in glasses.

The hardest part I think, is that while I know that spending the money to get good quality pays off in the long run, it's convincing myself that it's okay to invest the money in me, rather than a hobby, the house, or something else. That it's worth saving up for and spending.

*shrugs* Anyway. That's where I'm at. Getting confident in myself again.

How are you doing?

True story

Jun. 12th, 2013 03:02 pm
ickaimp: (Zim_Bored)
Icka!: And somehow the discussion went from one of the coworkers not clocking out for lunch, to the fact that the supervisor collects his toenail clippings, to dildos, to lesbians watching lesbian porn. And that's in less than 10 minutes.

Jo: Dude, what kind of work environment do you work in? XP

Icka!: We work with the military.
ickaimp: (Zim_Bored)
East: Hey, just got home?
Icka!: Yeah, was gathering art supplies. I think I broke the guy at Ace Hardware trying to figure out how to paint a silicone dildo.
East: XD
Broke in a goodway or bad way? XD
Icka!: He had his head on his arms, on the counter, shoulders shaking as he made these odd muffled sounds.
East: Sounds like a little of both then.
Icka!: And then was told to talk to the paint department, and the lady there brightened up immediately and started talking about her glass dildo collection on the fireplace and traumatising her children with giant blown up pictures of venereal diseases.
-she also informed a woman to be careful when holding the baby chicks, if you squeeze them, they poop.
It was a productive trip.
ickaimp: (milkshake)
Okay! Wow. So Febuary went by fairly fast. Big thing, Ivan and Ian'ka are the next King and Queen of Atenveldt! \o/ So excited for them. ^____^

This last weekend was Estrella War, did a lot of housesitting for people going, then Daytripped up on Saterday. I usually volunteer at War, so I stopped by Volunteers and the Watch to see if they could use my help for a couple of hours and ended up working the Watch for 5 hours. Lack of Volunteers in general and this was the frazzled Shift Supervisor's first time working Estrella Watch.

Aside from the Dancing Goats, getting a lot of mocking for paying to volunteer most of my time at an event. And derision from the GDH because none of my Horde bros would volunteer while daytripping, much less assist the Watch. o_O?

Get the feeling there's some background politics that I'm unaware of, because how is it honourable to not help people when they ask for it? Starting to think it may be time to leave the Horde. When I joined, it was about Service and now it doesn't feel like it.

But basically it was a typical War, just condensed. The Banners and Shields I helped paint went over really well. ^___^ Also, got period shoes! They're green! Yay! Need to scuff the soles up a bit so I don't slide.

The Dancing Goats are also awesome and fed me beef kabasa sasuages in homemade fresh cream. Mmmmm.

This weekend is Vegas! Meeting Neechan at a Supernatural Convention and just generally exploring Vegas. Still not entirely sure what to do other than walk around, not actually attending the con, and not much of a gambler.

Anyone else gonna be in Vegas?

FML

Dec. 20th, 2012 01:11 pm
ickaimp: (Zim_Bored)
So the lady who runs the Thai Grocery store next to work, her Mom just had a stroke, and the doctor gave her a book to read to understand what's happening and how to help take care of her Mom.

Only she's having a bit of a problem with the medical terms and some of the longer words, so I loaned her a dictionary and the Bodies Exhibit book with the preserved cadavers, because it has photos of the inside of brains, and a brain after a stroke.

Because, yanno, I just happened to have a book of dead bodies lying around.

*facepalm*
ickaimp: (Zim_Bored)

Slowed down to avoid hitting what I thought was at first a strange cat, or a ferret, then it started barking and chasing me. Picked up speed once I passed it and gave some thought to stopping to see if I could find its home, but it stopped chasing me after a few houses, so I figured it was defending its turf.

But still…. My family has been cursed with Daschunds for at least two generations, and not the friendly cuddly ones either, the land-locked barracuda with teeth kind, so I tend to be wary around them. o_O Don’t mess with the badger-hunting dogs, them's got jaws!
ickaimp: Phineas and Ferb have had it with the monkey funking snakes on their monkey funking roller coaster (PnF-Snakes)
Blaming this on PeopleofMotorcity.


The idea was Phineas is asking Mike Chilton "So why DO girls like horses so much anyway?"

As I'm drawing Mike, Elinor walks by and wants to know why Centaur Mike is not anatomically correct, because that will totally answer the question. And offers to 'Improve' the pic. I point out there's kids in the pic, no way in hell. So she suggests just a 'censored' bar. On both Centaurs.

This goes back and forth for THREE HOURS. ... it was a slow day at work. And I just realised that the cut out of a dick and balls is still stuck to Ferb on the wall calendar... *facepalm*

Long story short, Elinor is not allowed to 'help' me draw cartoons. >P

[ps: Ferb's hiding his eyes because he's currently a Gorgon, not because of what Phineas is saying, although I did realise what it looked like later.]
ickaimp: (PervyKaitouFancier)
Fan fiction is not happening this week. Specficially, 12 Days - Golden Week.

Every time we sit down to write, my brain keeps going: OMG.
Get to see Megs.
Going to the East Coast.
Get to see Mike.
Going to New York.
Get to see Benedict Cumberbatch, Steven Moffett and Sue Vertue
Going to Canada
Get to meet Isa
Gotta put a dick in a box and paint it gold.
Gotta finish documentation.
When am I gonna sew?
POPPIES!!!

... Soooo... um.... Killing people and dealing with their corpses is kinda gonna hafta wait. Sorry. I know people were looking forward to it.
ickaimp: (Kidgrin)
.... And the radio decided I needed to listen to Metric's 'Help, I'm Alive (my heart keeps beating like a hammer)' to write this. *laughs*

So a week or so ago, I jokingly sent Megs a link to a contest for two tickets to the premire of BBC Sherlock Season 2 in New York, saying if she won, I'd fly out. We both laughed over it and I at least, forgot about it.

Until I came back from a muffin run this afternoon to find frantic IMs and a Text message.

She won.

-I'm flying out 1 May. The intent (plans make the gods laugh) is to spend the day in NY, see the premire and have tea with fellow Sherlockians. Saterday and Sunday we're heading to Toronto Comics and Arts Festival, in Canada.
.... I've never been to Canada. *starry eyed*

And then heading back home on the 8th. Which ought to make the Baronial A&S competition on the 12th interesting, because I had originally planned (see? making gods laugh) to finish my entry over that weekend. C'est la vie.

In the meantime, need to figure out things to do/see in New York and Toronto, since Megs knows me well enough to know I'm likely to wander off and get lost and doesn't mind. ((Snuggles))

Suggestions?
ickaimp: (kidnight)
That was a bit embarrassing... Went across the street to pick up something, am juggling purchases and wallet, turn from the counter and trip over the foot of the guy standing behind me.

Threw my arms around him in a loose bear hug to get my balance, which is when I realised that I was looking down at a shield on his chest and a gun on the hip.

Babbling apologies, I quickly let go and fled, but not before the Border Patrol Officer assured me that it "It was quite enjoyable." and "He needs those every so often."

#^^#

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