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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:num_6:6331</id>
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    <title>As of noon-thirty . . .</title>
    <published>2009-08-07T20:54:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-07T20:54:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Statistics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pages:&amp;nbsp; 98 (short for a thesis, but I always was a succinct writer.)&lt;br /&gt;Figures:&amp;nbsp; 19&lt;br /&gt;References:&amp;nbsp; 114&lt;br /&gt;Years:&amp;nbsp; 3 years and 51 weeks&lt;br /&gt;Weeks Remaining:&amp;nbsp; 3&lt;br /&gt;Apartment:&amp;nbsp; Trashed&lt;br /&gt;Crappy&amp;nbsp;pics on the iPhone to commemorate the end: 2, but you only get 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/3798451799_3da52b2d2c.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm so happy I&amp;nbsp;don't feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:num_6:3611</id>
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    <title>The Reign of Destructo-kitty</title>
    <published>2009-06-20T18:25:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-20T18:25:19Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Penny's occasional nickname, Destructo-kitty, has suddenly become very appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was vacuuming the livingroom.&amp;nbsp; Unbeknownst to me Penny had unwound a ribbon and hauled it just underneath the couch where it was obscured by the couch skirt.&amp;nbsp; My very awesome (new) vacuum cleaner's amazing suction power (&amp;lt;3!!!) totally grabbed onto this ribbon, and before I&amp;nbsp;realized what had happened it was hopelessly entangled in the brush mechanism.&amp;nbsp; There was a significant amount of smoke and my apartment still smells like burnt rubber.&amp;nbsp; After the smoke cleared I&amp;nbsp;checked everything out, and the vacuum still has suction, but the brushes don't spin.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;honestly don't know if there is a separate motor to control the brush mechanism that may have been damaged by the incident.&amp;nbsp; But, I'm hoping there is only one motor (cuz if so, I&amp;nbsp;know it works fine) and replacing the belt will fix the problem.&amp;nbsp; =X&amp;nbsp; I've only had that vacuum for ~2-3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, this morning I got up and did some tidying (don't try to sort clothes in front of a kitten.&amp;nbsp; Just don't.) before work.&amp;nbsp; As I&amp;nbsp;was leaving I&amp;nbsp;grabbed my iPod only to discover that something was not quite right. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3615/3643869999_ea519f2241.jpg?v=0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fail, Kitty! &amp;nbsp;Fail!&amp;nbsp; Hopefully copper doesn't give her indigestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>In which Penny is the star</title>
    <published>2009-06-06T14:08:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-06T14:08:44Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">For those of you who weren't aware, I&amp;nbsp;decided to name the kitten Penny, despite the fact that she responds better to &amp;quot;kittenface&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Thundercat Hoooo!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's learned the rules of the house very quickly; mostly do not climb up peoples' legs even if they're wearing exciting flow~y pajama pants.&amp;nbsp; Since she is a kitten she's full of energy, so she plays hard and sleeps hard.&amp;nbsp; No, I&amp;nbsp;mean she sleeps &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; hard.&amp;nbsp; The other day I clipped all of her rear claws without her even waking up!&amp;nbsp; It's always kinda nice when we have those &amp;quot;adult cat&amp;quot; moments when she wants to be with me, but is not particularly interested in eating my hands.&amp;nbsp; She really is quite affectionate, which is a trait I&amp;nbsp;sadly have not seen much in the cats we owned as children.&amp;nbsp; Even Eli likes her despite her claims that all cats are aloof and boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have a bit of a scare when I&amp;nbsp;first brought her home.&amp;nbsp; I was told that she was weaned (kittens are usually weaned by the mother at 6 wks of age, Penny was 8 weeks old) but she wasn't.&amp;nbsp; The previous owner mentioned off-hand that she'd noticed the kittens nursing on Mommacat the night before I adopted her.&amp;nbsp; Mommacat was taken to the vet the morning of the adoption to be spayed.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;didn't notice Penny drinking at all that night, or the next morning.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;tried dipping my finger in the bowl and getting her to lick water off of it.&amp;nbsp; She did this happily, but she wouldn't drink from the bowl.&amp;nbsp; In the afternoon I became more concerned.&amp;nbsp; She was still very active and alert, but when I sat on the floor with a glass next to me she started licking the condensation off greedily (at this point it had been about 30 hours since she'd had anything to drink).&amp;nbsp; We spent a long time doing the finger dipping trying to get her to associate the bowl with water.&amp;nbsp; Finally, I just grabbed her paw and dunked it.&amp;nbsp; She shook it off fiercely and looked horribly offended.&amp;nbsp; But when she started licking the water off she kinda paused, looked at me, looked at the bowl, then spent the next two minutes lapping at the water.&amp;nbsp; What a relief! &amp;nbsp;I really didn't want to have to take her to the vet for fluid therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've done baths and nail trimmings with very little drama, which is a huge relief to me.&amp;nbsp; Too few people acclimate their cats to these activities at a young age, but Penny seems to take to them well.&amp;nbsp; The thing about bathing cats is you have to figure out if your cat is a &amp;quot;bath cat&amp;quot; (place the cat in standing water) or a &amp;quot;shower cat&amp;quot; (Pour the water over them).&amp;nbsp; Penny was totally chillaxed when I just poured water over her from a cup, and she really seemed to enjoy towelling dry.&amp;nbsp; Success!&amp;nbsp; I figure I'll bathe her ~once/week just to keep allergens at bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I came home and couldn't find her.&amp;nbsp; I checked all her normal haunts, and found her curled up on top of my Fruits Basket manga on the bookshelf.&amp;nbsp; I bet she's a Kyo fan. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penny's favorite part of the day is that time right before bedtime.&amp;nbsp; We've been sleeping on the couch together, so each night I pull the pillows off the couch and pile them in the floor.&amp;nbsp; Penny will romp all over this pillow fort for about 20 minutes, and then she's perfectly content to join me for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pretty much sums up Penny's day:&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be cute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3343/3600654810_d6f6b6fbd0.jpg?v=0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be vicious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3563/3578112111_62b3099900.jpg?v=0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Be unconscious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3655/3600654818_f8d9ed5b26.jpg?v=0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she has gotten herself hoplessly entangled in some string, so I'm going to go extricate her.&amp;nbsp; For those of you who don't particularly care about kittens I'm sorry that this post ended up being all about Penny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>num_6 @ 2009-05-29T18:37:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-29T22:40:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Hey guys!&amp;nbsp; I need your help naming my new housemate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's 8 weeks old.&amp;nbsp; So far I'm thinking Ayla.&amp;nbsp; Do you have any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2450/3577283442_db175cb32d.jpg?v=0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, while she's napping I'm going to run get the last of the kitten supplies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:num_6:2495</id>
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    <title>AZ Diary Thingie (SUPER PHOTO HEAVY)</title>
    <published>2009-05-29T01:47:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-29T15:46:34Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollie didn't arrive in Winston-Salem until ~4am Friday morning, so we decided to leave around 9am to give her a chance to get a little rest.&amp;nbsp; We packed the car, but had her try on Aya's wig before we left.&amp;nbsp; I'd put in 12'' extensions so we could trim them to length when Hollie arrived.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We showed her how to put on a wig (she's proud of the fact that she got better over the weekend) and her initial response to the long dangling eartails was &amp;quot;EEEEK, I'm not used to hair touching me down there!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Yes, it went all the way to her clavical.&amp;nbsp; So we&amp;nbsp; trimmed her up and hopped in the car.&amp;nbsp; It's about a 2 hour drive to Raleigh from my place so we took Hollie's special road trip CD - a bunch of cover songs. &amp;nbsp;Some were bad, some were really bad, and some were just funny.&amp;nbsp; My favorite was &amp;quot;Hey Ya.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Hollie and I have a whole history with that song, so we &amp;lt;3 it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to stop by a Target on our way because we forgot one of our stage props (omg, sad tiny topiary!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the hotel around noon, and our room mates had just arrived as well.&amp;nbsp; Fortunate timing!&amp;nbsp; The first thing we did was look out the window to see what our view was like.&amp;nbsp; All we could see was construction. . . and construction workers.&amp;nbsp; Hollie debated whether we had license to catcall them.&amp;nbsp; To which Prodigy responded with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/AZ09%20Miscellaneous/img_2098.jpg?t=1243558748" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first photo of the weekend, and quite possibly the best. &amp;nbsp;XD&amp;nbsp; I have to say that Seivka and Prodigy were the most awesome room mates ever.&amp;nbsp; We had 5 people in our room but it never felt like more than 2 or 3 (until we piled all the towels in the bathroom before leaving. . . Yikes!)&amp;nbsp; Sievka and her sister, Baru, will probably be staying with us at Nekocon, which rocks.&amp;nbsp; Not only are they awesome people, they're really corteous roomies, too!&amp;nbsp; What a great find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dressed in Weiss and painted Medusa (seriously, we were all filling in the dots!) and headed over to the convention center to get our badges - hooray for not having to wait in a line!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/AZ09%20Miscellaneous/img_2102.jpg?t=1243559298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Our Weiss line-up was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_hxDoccfymWk/ShpQkqGAgTI/AAAAAAAAFMU/ZXmvLXPHNGg/s720/DSC_7295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youji - Tassie&lt;br /&gt;Aya - Turbi (she has yet to make a cos.com ID under this name)&lt;br /&gt;Omi - Elke&lt;br /&gt;We seriously have no pictures of these costumes. . . we really failed hard.&amp;nbsp; This photo was taken by Jayce.&amp;nbsp; We attended Ryusei Nakao's panel and were alternatively amused by his answers and endeared by his humility.&amp;nbsp; We're so glad he was still able to attend the convention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tassie and&amp;nbsp;I changed into Isane and Ichimaru respectively for the the Bleach shoot.&amp;nbsp; It was the shortest Bleach shoot in the history of cosplay.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, it was done in less than 15 minutes.&amp;nbsp; There was one huge group shot and then it just kinda dissolved from there.&amp;nbsp; So, I grabbed a couple of cool people and got some smaller group shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;got to hang out with Regena (clearly we are up to no good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/AZ09%20Bleach/img_2148.jpg?t=1243560200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tassie found her taicho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/AZ09%20Bleach/img_2147.jpg?t=1243560242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wandered Artist's Alley for a bit and then&amp;nbsp; Turbi went exploring while Tassie and I went to the SE photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of awesome peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/AZ09%20Soul%20Eater/dsc_0751.jpg?t=1243560466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/AZ09%20Soul%20Eater/dsc_0792.jpg?t=1243560540" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/AZ09%20Soul%20Eater/dsc_0674.jpg?t=1243560665" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Epic butt grabs (Black*Star x Hoang, anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/AZ09%20Soul%20Eater/img_2211.jpg?t=1243560341" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shoot we went back to the hotel room to shower and eat before the Soul Eater panel (which we were late to because we couldn't find the room . . . go us).&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;didn't get any pics during the panel because I was wearing 1x Mizune which doesn't really lend itself to moving the arms.&amp;nbsp; Zippy called me up on stage at one point and I said &amp;quot;Chi.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; A lot.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;mean, she can't talk in 1x form, amIrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only photo I&amp;nbsp;have is of our epic cross-dressing shenanigans.&amp;nbsp; I am Soul here - you can tell because of the *manly* headband.&amp;nbsp; While it's kinda fun to have a body double I'm not sure how I&amp;nbsp;feel about that person being male.&amp;nbsp; OH&amp;nbsp;WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/AZ09%20Soul%20Eater/img_2217.jpg?t=1243561056" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;did go to the pajama party afterwards, but didn't take any photos.&amp;nbsp; Z (as Free) and I had a little striped people party over in our corner.&amp;nbsp; When we were asked to relocate to the convention center I&amp;nbsp;went back to the hotel because it was already ~2am and I knew my roommies would be asleep.&amp;nbsp; Tassie was, Turbi was not.&amp;nbsp; Apparently Tassie fell asleep to the &amp;quot;dulcet tones of my sister chewing on peanut M&amp;amp;M's.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Turbi and I giggled and ate M&amp;amp;M's for a little while, as sisters are wont to do, before crashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics can be found under the various AZ09 galleries &lt;a href="http://s280.photobucket.com/albums/kk185/Elkechan/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;These are all shoddy photobucket resizes because I was to lazy to do this properly.&amp;nbsp; Fail, Elke! &amp;nbsp;Fail!&lt;br /&gt;Umm, Saturday's recap will have to come another day because . . . Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Zomg, Poast?</title>
    <published>2009-04-10T00:01:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-10T00:01:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Frou Frou - Must be Dreaming</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I realized the other night that I actually have friends on this account now, so maybe I should actually update.  I mean, it's a bit rude to just stalk all of you.  Unfortunately, I don't particularly think my life is of any interest to . . . well, anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Example:&lt;/strong&gt;  Today I went to work.  Worked like a mad scientist, meaning I didn't eat lunch until I got home at 6ish.  (Tassie brought me some peanut butter crackers because she is awesome &amp;lt;3)  Eventually, I shall go to sleep.  The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But, most of my LJ friends are into cosplay, so maybe I'll talk about that?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving down to Nashicon on Saturday with Tohma.  I'm kinda undecided as to who I'd actually bring, but I'm thinking it may end up being Ichimaru Gin (Hueco Mundo version - because I can take off layers as needed if it gets too hot).  Hello, breezy hakama!    I know a handful of cosplayers who will be there, so it should be really fun.  I get to spend some more time with people who I was too shy to really interact with at Katsucon.  I'm funny that way - I get so attached to people but then when I see them in person I just feel like I'm crashing a pre-established group.  So, I usually end up absconding.</content>
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    <title>Humans don't know greatness</title>
    <published>2008-05-28T02:06:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-28T02:08:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Went to a human gathering called a "con" on rumor Grimmjow would be there.&amp;nbsp; Everyone took pictures of Grimmjow and Ulquiorra - no one wanted pictures of Luppi. Am&amp;nbsp; v. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Yumichika there.&amp;nbsp; Not sure if I'm the prettiest.&lt;br /&gt; Will have to primp my curls for next "con."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Szayel's tongue is frightening.&amp;nbsp; Will secretly be sleeping with nightlight.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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