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Bakaness
07 November 2007 @ 11:33 pm
Go forth and watch this. I'd embed it if I knew how, but the FAQ entry is useless. 
 
 
Bakaness
13 September 2007 @ 09:07 pm
Ladies and Gentlemen, I present for your viewing pleasure, one of the most completely wrong sexy-costume-things I have ever seen (including furries).

Click here, because Cat's computer really doesn't want me linking/saving the picture.
 
 
Bakaness
23 August 2007 @ 12:20 pm
 I got mine from vonstrassburg.

I will send a handmade gift to the first 3 people who leave a comment here on my blog. I don't know what that gift will be, yet, but you will receive it within 365 days. The only thing you have to do in return is "pay it forward" by making a similar agreement on your blog.

And you have to let me know an address (at some point) where I can mail your gift and/or drop it off.

I'd prefer people in Australia, so I can make things that don't have to go through quarantine, but it's not an absolute requirement.
 
 
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Bakaness
10 June 2007 @ 05:33 pm


Because of the whole strikethrough07 thing - this journal is now friends-locked, and I'm in the process of moving to GreatestJournal. Most of my posts there are public. I'll keep cross-posting things here - hopefully to encourage people to move.

However, if you have something to say to me (possibly because I've offended you somewhere else - I seem to do that a lot), and don't have a GJ, feel free to put it here.
 
 
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Bakaness
03 June 2007 @ 12:23 pm
So, I've been thinking things over for the last few days. The Great Knee-Jerk Reaction, and the Great Knee-Jerk Reaction to the Knee-Jerk Reaction. ebonypearl has a point - very few people were thinking rationally, and unfortunately mob-mentality happens over the internet. I'm still of mixed opinion.

For the last few days, I've been talking about leaving LJ, and deleting my paid account. The latter will definitely happen - I have no desire to have a business blog here anymore. For that, I'll probably use Wordpress, or something similarly "grown-up" looking. As for this personal journal... I will continue moving it over to GJ, and for a while I'll probably do mirror-posts, while slowly weaning myself off LJ. Finding other communities, and the like. I have a lot of friends here that I don't want to lose contact with - hopefully some of them will move with me, or I'll work out a way for them to friend my GJ. Because I believe in not saying things I don't mean - and I meant it when I said I was leaving. Not immediately - that was knee-jerk on my part - but leaving nonetheless.

But this has happened once, and it could happen again. It could happen on GJ - corporations, despite all the fuck-ups in the past year or so, seem to think that they *can* censor the internet. And, if we're not very, very careful, they might be able to. My lovely husband, squire_lachlan, doesn't give a flying fuck about fandom (except in a "keep it away from me, you strange women" kinda way) - but about censorship? That's a different kettle of fish.

I have no wish to turn this into a flouncepost, so I'll cut it off here.
 
 
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Bakaness
15 April 2007 @ 03:16 pm
$2,440 is an interesting number. It is enough, apparently, to ruin a friendship. It's certainly seems to be enough to screw people over for. That is, of course, not including interest, because I never did like the equations for it. Neither is it including bills, which we happily paid to help a so-called friend out.

$2,440.

All the money from Rowan's 21st birthday present - designed to buy him a computer of his own, to do thesis work on. All the money I'd saved. And a loan from some people. That's what it took to come up with the cash. Which we did - for a "friend."

A "friend" who never did have the grace to murmur a simple "thanks" when we covered his debt, and kept a roof over his head. Who lied to my face when I asked "do you have the cash to cover rent this week?"

$2,440.

It would have paid for a lovely honeymoon. It could pay for a holiday in Greece. It could be a down-payment on a car, the beginning of a house deposit. It could be a computer.

$2,440.

We returned his possessions, although we had the legal right to hold them until he paid. We didn't sue him, because an innocent party would have been hurt. We don't speak badly of him, but for a warning: "If it is in his best interests, he won't hesitate to screw you over. Drink with him, hang out with him... but don't trust him."

$2,440. Somehow, we're the "evil" ones. Naive, sure. Over-trusting, certainly... but we're not the ones walking around with more debt than we can pay off, bad-mouthing our creditors. Speaking of honour, as if screwing over people who help you is a worthy thing.

$2,440. A high enough number that when I explain how I have nothing to do with a certain... individual, people go "ah... fair enough." A high enough number that we're still struggling to get back on our feet from draining our resources utterly.

$2,440.

$2,440.

$2,440.

I'm tempted to smash that Gimli mug into dust. But I refrain - I'm better than he is.

$2,440.

$2,440.

Do you know who I mean? Isn't it a pity when people regret their former acquaintances. Ah, the joys of being around true friends.

$2,440 - not including the amount that he's stolen from others - a TV here, some food there, bills somewhere else... no wonder he moves every few months.

$2,440+x... I wonder how long his past will take to catch up with him? No wonder Coffs Harbour was too small... how many geek-ish social groups are there in Sydney? We're an insular lot, and Sydney isn't as big as it seems.

$2,440. I won't forget. And, if I have anything to say about it... neither will he.

$2,440. If only I could set him on fire, like I can in the Sims, and watch him do a happy burning dance.

$2,440.

$2,440.

$2,440.

$2,440.

$2,440.

Two thousand, four hundred and forty dollars.

Two Thousand, four Hundred, and forty dollars.

To think, we gave him the opportunity to call it quits at a thousand, and he countered with three hundred.

TWO THOUSAND, FOUR HUNDRED AND FOURTY DOLLARS.

TWO THOUSAND. FOUR HUNDRED. AND FOURTY DOLLARS.

TWO THOUSAND.

FOUR HUNDRED.

AND FOURTY DOLLARS.

I want my money back.
 
 
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