Yesterday I managed to miss out on month-end reconciliation at the jobplace, which was good, but only because I was unpleasantly ill, which was bad. From looking at the emails that accumulated on how the close was to be done, however, I'm willing to claim the whole thing as a victory, since if I had been here yesterday, the Steerpike-o-meter would have definitely gained more than a few points.
Also, taking the day off allowed me to finish the Promethea books, and start digging through the annotation website that
adammaker so graciously pointed me towards. I was pretty pleased with the books from start to finish -- the ending is lovely. I continue to find the Jack Faust character weirdly endearing, especially near the end, where he's admitting to not being quite ready for this whole "immanentizing the eschaton" thing. But maybe I just generally have sympathy in my heart for scummy magicians. It's happened before.
The annotations pages are a little odd. The guy that does them knows all kinds of crazy stuff about Alan Moore and comics in general, and is able to pick out things like "In this frame, there's a sign with this name on it, and he's the guy that inked The Watchmen", but totally blows it on a lot of the subject matter. He's got a bit on the issue that's Sophie and Barbara in Tiphareth, where he fails to identify Osiris -- he's like "and then there's some Egyptian guy, can anybody tell me who he is?". And he has no concept of the use of numbers. I may be sending him a note or three. That is awfully like participating in fandom, but I suppose if I have to have a fandom, this would be the one for me.
Also, it came to pass yesterday that
kittenpants and
triadruid made arrangements to go to the Nine Inch Nails show that
niveus_tigris is taking me to. And I'm at the top of the stairs, saying to
triadruid something like "Yeah, that will be cool, but we'll be in totally different sections, because it's assigned seating."
So he says, "That's okay. You can still have your date with
niveus_tigris". And, while I'm opening my mouth to say something about how I didn't think it was a date, particularly, he says "Just don't fuck him in the stands." All Clerks and everything, straight-faced, but with that look in his eye that says, "Look at me! I'm belligerent!" .
So then, I'm going, "I wasn't planning on it. I mean, in all the time we've known him, I haven't fucked him yet, what makes you think I might start now?" And about this time, J. is coming up the stairs, and hears this, and then he's like 'doo de doo dooo' and turns right back around and walks out. And I'm laughing and poking
triadruid and telling him not to impugn my character in front of the roommate.
"I didn't say you would do it. I said *don't* do it. That's different."
"Wasn't going to. It's a terrible idea. Everybody thinks that."
"I'm not sure
niveus_tigris thinks that. I mean, he probably thinks it's a *bad* idea..."
"I'm sure he does. Because someone might die. It might even be me. I'm *very* mindful of these things. I mean, some fine day in the far, far future, I might fuck him, but I think he'd have to get a divorce first. Anyway, stop saying things like that -- I already got harsh words from
matchgirl42 today because you told her I was fucking cops. And I told her that she could call me a copfucker when I was fucking cops, but not until then..."
About this point, here comes J. again. He just sort of looks at us this time, shakes his head, throws his hands in the air, turns back around and walks back out. I guess it was 'abuse the roommate day' and nobody told him. :)
Also, taking the day off allowed me to finish the Promethea books, and start digging through the annotation website that
The annotations pages are a little odd. The guy that does them knows all kinds of crazy stuff about Alan Moore and comics in general, and is able to pick out things like "In this frame, there's a sign with this name on it, and he's the guy that inked The Watchmen", but totally blows it on a lot of the subject matter. He's got a bit on the issue that's Sophie and Barbara in Tiphareth, where he fails to identify Osiris -- he's like "and then there's some Egyptian guy, can anybody tell me who he is?". And he has no concept of the use of numbers. I may be sending him a note or three. That is awfully like participating in fandom, but I suppose if I have to have a fandom, this would be the one for me.
Also, it came to pass yesterday that
So he says, "That's okay. You can still have your date with
So then, I'm going, "I wasn't planning on it. I mean, in all the time we've known him, I haven't fucked him yet, what makes you think I might start now?" And about this time, J. is coming up the stairs, and hears this, and then he's like 'doo de doo dooo' and turns right back around and walks out. And I'm laughing and poking
"I didn't say you would do it. I said *don't* do it. That's different."
"Wasn't going to. It's a terrible idea. Everybody thinks that."
"I'm not sure
"I'm sure he does. Because someone might die. It might even be me. I'm *very* mindful of these things. I mean, some fine day in the far, far future, I might fuck him, but I think he'd have to get a divorce first. Anyway, stop saying things like that -- I already got harsh words from
About this point, here comes J. again. He just sort of looks at us this time, shakes his head, throws his hands in the air, turns back around and walks back out. I guess it was 'abuse the roommate day' and nobody told him. :)
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Date: 2006-02-15 11:58 pm (UTC)IMHO it's a lovely tale cunningly disguising an excellent beginners guide to Western kabbalistic magick, with the odd modern/chaos twist. In that way, it's more effective as a basic tool than Invisibles... but I think I'm still more inclined to work with the Barbelith Current than Promethea herself! Plus of course Invisibles is way more explicit about the observer-created forms and improv magick, which is my style to a tee.
Plus, didn't you just *know* Stacia was a dyke from issue 1?
I was a very naughty boy - I took the miniposter of issue 32 out the back of my Volume 5 and had the local copy shop make posters of each side, double size.
They are lovely. Shiny. Mmm...
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Date: 2006-02-16 12:17 am (UTC)And of course Stacia is a dyke -- it's the only way Moore could have her get away with calling Sophie gay all the time.
Well done with the posters -- I don't own the copy I'm reading, but the temptation was still high.
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Date: 2006-02-16 12:23 am (UTC)