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Okay, today's Dinosaur Comics WINS AT LIFE. :D

In other news, I started taking a web design course this weekend, 5 hours each day. On the one hand, NO MORE IGNORANCE FOR ME! on the other, ow, my head, too much new knowledge overload. But hey, work paid for it so what the hell! I was able to do a horrible page with three divs in varying degrees of tacky colors with a cat picture in the middle! Yay! My goal should totally be learning to code the adult cat finder from the unimpressed cats tumblr.

I read American Elsewhere last week, and it was so fucking good. Lovecraftian monsters! Creepy little towns! Amazing ladies that will find out what’s going out damn it and none of this but-we’re-so-normal-crap! Creepy labs! In all, it was hard to put down and it has lovely writing. Just like ignipes said, it’s what Welcome to Night Vale would be if it was actually creepy instead of just adoringly charming.

And this week I've been catching up with Nine Eleven Ten*, since I was about 10 chapters behind. Fuck but this thing is good. Just as gripping and well written as I remembered. At this pace it probably won't be finished until ages after the new x-men film, but I don't care as long as it's properly finished. Crossing my fingers!

*I meant to link but Ao3 seems to be acting up at the moment. Anyway, if you were ever in the XMFC fandom, you've read it. Or at least heard of it.

Working from home today, as I have the mother of all colds. I would prefer to ditch work altogether, but I needed to finish some stuff for a meeting held all tuesdays. Ugh.

I dreamt a practically complete Arrow episode on Saturday night (which involved a cunning plan of someone poisoning a cat - bastards - to bring a kid to his dad's grave to bury the cat and then kill him and then use plastic helicopter blades to fly the earth away to, I don't know, another universe I suppose. All of this explained by Donna from Parks and Rec. I really don't know). So I took it to be a not so subtle way of my brain requesting I actually watch the series.

So I started watching it! I was expecting the start of it to be Vampire-Diaries-Pilot levels of bad, and while everyone is stiff and whatnot it wasn't nearly as bad, so I'm sticking with it. Fandom has promised me Oliver/Felicity are endgame and if they're not I shall be very, very mad.

And in other news, Hannibal was just as suspenseful, beautiful, creepy and horrifying as was expected. THANK GOD YOU'RE BACK, SHOW.

I started using Duolingo to learn French last week, I’m really liking it! I can now say ‘she has a cow’ AND ‘she is a cow’. SUCCESS. (I really thought the examples said she is a cow at first and I was all like say whaaat, but I then I heard a tiiiiiny tinny ‘a’ in there.)

It would be going a lot better if the French hadn’t randomly decided they just wanted to pronounce like the first three letters of a word and infer the rest. WHY. How the hell am I supposed to tell singulars from plurals if I can’t even hear the s at the end??? Anyway, apart from that I think it’s going ok. A lot of it it’s like Spanish and the rest sounds a bit like English so it’s cool. I can’t imagine how weird it must be to learn coming from, I don’t know, Chinese or Russian though. Also, to my Mexican mind more than one accent per word is overkill.

I can’t wait to get to a point where I can get reading Harry Potter in French! :D i've heard that Voldie's middke name is Elvis in that version, and I can't wait to get on top of that

I'm going to have to fucking buy Rivers of London again because my physical copy is in fucking England with my ex, along with my copies of the poisonwood bible, half of a yellow sun, like three discworld books, my second copy of good omens, a medieval detective story whose name i forget and who knows how many more. There's also my favorite big sweatshirt, some leggins, scarves, knicknacks and the stupid suspenders I needed for my Doctor Who costume for november. And, you know, a bit of my dignity.

Thank god I never gave him my own copies of calvin & hobbs and got him new ones, or I'd be even more pissed.

I don’t believe in heaven all that much (or rather, I hope it exists for my own selfish interests, but my logic side thinks it all sounds too dodgy to be real), but I do believe that if anyone would be worthy of it, it would be animals. No one is more deserving of eternal pillow-frolicking than my little kitten. We people, ah, we’re nowhere near as noble.

Anyway, this comes from a bit of a scare my dog has been giving us - he’s been ill since the weekend, and even after a round of antibiotics and getting better for a while, yesterday he didn’t eat at all, threw up what little he had and then laid around looking miserable; we had to carry him to bed, he didn’t want to move from the sofa. Poor baby. Hopefully he’ll get better with the new treatment. We’re all worried stupid about him.

Everyone at the office was playing flappy bird on thursday, and then one of the bosses decided to make it a competence and now the one with the lowest score has to get pizza on friday. In between that and the dog puking all over the place, productivity was at an all time low yesterday. Then we had beer. My office is... different.

I would've quit with that fucking bird earlier, but we're all competitive jerks, and my pride won't let me give up and I'm stuck at 36 and arrrrrgh i hate that stupid birdddd >_______<

(Oh, yeah, we have a puppy. Or rather, the admin. girl has a dog and she's been taking him to work for two months and we spend a lot of time putting hats on him and taking pictures and petting the thing. He also loves chewing on me and peeing in the middle of the room. yay puppy!)

Well the winter olympics have started and even with all the drama and horrible policies, Mexico has mosty managed to ignore it all. What can we do, we’re a summer country. We send exactly one athelete every four years, and he’s a german prince that was born in Mexico City for some random reason and decided to compete for Mexico because it was easier to go to the Olympics under that flag. Every four years, he manages to make an ass out of himself and the country with his outfits. You’ve probably seen this year’s skiing suit on 9gag.It’s this piece of marvelous wtfuckery.

Er, yay?

I have a bazillion half-written posts in a google doc that I then forget to actually post. MY HEAD, WHERE IS AT. They all boil down to: Wolf of wall street was well done but two hours of stupid male fantasy / Frozen was cute but most of the songs were 'eh' and I've found the songs for all of the latest Disney movies to be 'eh' and I'm not sure if it's 'cause I'm not 8 anymore / I hate bullshit drivers so much why can't people use blinkers. So deep.

Today is apparently Zombie Pride day, so I did this for the uni my agency works for. Brainssss.

I'm rewatching Sailor Moon, because apparently I've misplaced my childhood, and I'm having a blast. I'm about to start reading the manga too, yayz.

( And here's a sketch that wasn't accepted for valentine's day at work so I'll color it on my own anyway. )

Well I started the new year watching the 2009 Star Trek with the family (mmm, Chris Pine) and then re-watching Battlestar Galactica's mini series with my dad, who had never seen it. I think his mind was blown a little :3 And now I'll be pushing to watch the rest of the series together.

For being 10 years old, it's aged really well - some of the Cylon CGI is fishy at best, but on the whole it still looks really cool.