active_apathy

I have a photo from when I was trying to clean out my cheap water pistol, because, really, glucose syrup - however diluted - isn't meant to go through them.

And so, I have a photo from this process.


I think it's coming out a little bit too red and a little too translucent, but that was because I didn't adjust my colouring for trying to get it through a water pistol. There's other options for making it darker and/or more opaque: there may be experiments with parisian essence, coffee, milk, and whatever else I can think of. Or whatever you, my talented flist, can suggest. (Suggestions may include things like 'no, it looks fine to me' if I'm going a little insane about this)

And, in case you want to rage about the dangers of water pistols, I have a general-consumption icon. Whee!

Yes, a photopost. With photos! Of dogs, who were washed today and are thus cute and clean and fluffy and photogenic.

Before I start, though, I'll mention that Montie has a bit of an eye complaint and an accidental nose injury, both of which are being treated and healing quite well. So!

( Here be pictures. )

And that's it for now; I've had quite a newsless day.

Let's make this pretty clear: the entry is ( cut for a few photos. )

Puppet!Angel commands you to ( click the cut )

So, yes. Many smileys. Much fun. :)

This is the happier entry. Here we go...

One - new icon. That's it, off to the side. If you don't remember seeing that scene, it's because you didn't; it's from the script of an unmade episode called Dead or Alive. Near as I can tell (having checked with Babelfish and that site that translates the Chinese in Firefly), 混蛋 means 'bastard'.

Two - spider. In my bedroom. For perspective...

I don't deal with bugs. Not at all, not ever, and so on. I had a cockroach improsoned in the hallway under a plastic container that I'd jump over for a week before I had a visitor to throw it out for me. This spider was, by some standards, small-ish - roughly the size of an Australian 20c piece. Those standards are not my standards. For the international audience...
( Size comparison behind cut )

Now, many of you wouldn't worry too much about such a creature. That's fine, you're not me. So, I raided my desk and my kitchen cupboard, and took a plastic container with which to trap the offending creature. Step two, as everyone knows, was to slide the paper under and lift the whole plastic-spider-paper assembly off the wall. I then took it to my desk.

Most people would just leave it there. Most people aren't me. No, gentle reader, for I engaged in fearless origami to create the inescapable prison of Arachnatraz. No, really. And then I secured the walls with an old hairtie. The whole lot's sitting on my kitchen bench, with a hastily scribbled warning to make sure I don't get curious about it.
( There's even a picture to prove it. )

Three - movie. Parents decided that they wanted to make me take them to Mr and Mrs Smith today, since it's a public holiday and they didn't have much to do. They either think I'm superultralonely these days, or they wanted to justify their leering by taking someone they knew would kinda stare at Angelina anyway. I think it's the latter. It's a fun movie, and well worth the time and money to see.

Four - The Vader!llama!song has hit metaquotes again. Everyone, I'm sorry. I never meant for it to go that far.

Ok, so that's not convincing anyone. Um, hey! Look! A specially made spider!prison.

Five - Dear malware authors,

please don't think I won't notice the bandwidth use. I'm on dialup. For that matter, even if I missed that, killing the status thingy won't help because I can look at the flashy lights on the modem. Furthermore, when I am using the internet and listening to music I typically have about 30 processes running. When you leave things on my process table, I will notice and promptly shove them off the side of it. Lastly, your powers of having things run on startup are nothing compared to my powers to take away execute permissions. In future, please don't bother.

And that's about it for the moment.