*eyes glow*

How much of magic is simply denying the possibility of failure?

I'm downloading the "goods to follow" form that one needs when landing in Canada (stuff that you are not bringing with you at the moment, but importing later). The earliest I could possibly need this form is early next year, I think. The last time my parents queried (interrogated!) me about this whole production (and indeed, every time), they asked, "what if they don't accept you?"

I'm simply not allowing for that possibility.

The practical answer is that I simply wait and try again, unless circumstances change such that it becomes more intelligent to try to import enotsola rather than export myself. But that's not what I'm really thinking. What I'm really thinking is "that's a non-issue, because it won't happen. So there, Universe."

This is the same thinking that got me to WtT 2, over all obstacles (such as convincing a mother who didn't want me to drive 100 miles to see someone I'd never met suddenly thinking it was okay to fly 3,000 miles to see three dozen people I'd never met, "it'll be a learning experience"), to meet enotsola in the first place.

ph33r my Will.

*eyes glow*

How much of magic is simply denying the possibility of failure?

I'm downloading the "goods to follow" form that one needs when landing in Canada (stuff that you are not bringing with you at the moment, but importing later). The earliest I could possibly need this form is early next year, I think. The last time my parents queried (interrogated!) me about this whole production (and indeed, every time), they asked, "what if they don't accept you?"

I'm simply not allowing for that possibility.

The practical answer is that I simply wait and try again, unless circumstances change such that it becomes more intelligent to try to import enotsola rather than export myself. But that's not what I'm really thinking. What I'm really thinking is "that's a non-issue, because it won't happen. So there, Universe."

This is the same thinking that got me to WtT 2, over all obstacles (such as convincing a mother who didn't want me to drive 100 miles to see someone I'd never met suddenly thinking it was okay to fly 3,000 miles to see three dozen people I'd never met, "it'll be a learning experience"), to meet enotsola in the first place.

ph33r my Will.

server move

I requested to be moved to the new Draknet servers a couple days ago. Having done the physical move of files, it will now take a day or two for the nameservers to be changed and for things to propagate. If I understand this right, this means that email sent to my usual main address (and by extension my livejournal address, which forwards there) may bounce. If you need to contact me in the next couple days and your email bounces, try dronarron @ yahoo.com instead.

server move

I requested to be moved to the new Draknet servers a couple days ago. Having done the physical move of files, it will now take a day or two for the nameservers to be changed and for things to propagate. If I understand this right, this means that email sent to my usual main address (and by extension my livejournal address, which forwards there) may bounce. If you need to contact me in the next couple days and your email bounces, try dronarron @ yahoo.com instead.

Jessica Galbreth

Zodiac Fairies

Soo... who wants to get me one of the Virgo prints? ^_^ (for $30 I should just buy one my own damn self.. not that I have any wall space)

Jessica Galbreth

Zodiac Fairies

Soo... who wants to get me one of the Virgo prints? ^_^ (for $30 I should just buy one my own damn self.. not that I have any wall space)

LCD panel

Partly general, but partly also directed at mal_akh who some time ago advised me to buy something for myself and enjoy it:

I am very happy with the fancy bronze athame I mentioned purchasing. 115 (er.. something) and two months' wait was worth it. It fits so much better with the faery work than any other blade, including the copper-and-bone one (it was fairly inexpensive, and feels it). I lament that no one makes sharp-edged anything except steel, but in this case it almost doesn't seem to need it. The candlelight gleams perfectly off it as it sits on my bedside altar.

I have also just purchased (for real and for true) a 17" LCD monitor, which is something I've been lusting after in a muted sense since we got Mac G4's at work *mumblefrotz* months/year(s) ago which had pretty 17" LCDs, and more strongly since getting a row-full (10) of newish Dell's early-mid last year which all came with 15" LCDs. Factoring into this is that for about a year (? or so) my CRT monitor has had first the green, then the red "electron gun"s turn intermittent, producing at first a sometimes pink tone, and now a sometimes cyan tone, over the whole thing.

Not both at once, and not constantly - it can be either just fine, as it is now; flickering with some scan lines tinted and others not; or completely tinted over the whole screen. It tends to be fine most of the time, flicker for up to 30 seconds, be tinted for up to a minute, then return to fine, do not pass go, do not collect $200, but lather rinse repeat at intervals varying between 10 minutes and an hour. Pretty annoying. I figure I've worn it out through the *mumblefrotz* hours of use over the 4-ish years I've had it, but then, some of our older 15" CRTs have lasted longer. *shrug*

Anyway. LCD panel. Coming soon to this location. Finally I will be able to put some (physical) desktop crap in the space that is now being taken up by 14"-deep worth of picture tube. And maybe my dad will tease me less about how much electricity I use in this room between the computer and the Christmas lights. ^_~

LCD panel

Partly general, but partly also directed at mal_akh who some time ago advised me to buy something for myself and enjoy it:

I am very happy with the fancy bronze athame I mentioned purchasing. 115 (er.. something) and two months' wait was worth it. It fits so much better with the faery work than any other blade, including the copper-and-bone one (it was fairly inexpensive, and feels it). I lament that no one makes sharp-edged anything except steel, but in this case it almost doesn't seem to need it. The candlelight gleams perfectly off it as it sits on my bedside altar.

I have also just purchased (for real and for true) a 17" LCD monitor, which is something I've been lusting after in a muted sense since we got Mac G4's at work *mumblefrotz* months/year(s) ago which had pretty 17" LCDs, and more strongly since getting a row-full (10) of newish Dell's early-mid last year which all came with 15" LCDs. Factoring into this is that for about a year (? or so) my CRT monitor has had first the green, then the red "electron gun"s turn intermittent, producing at first a sometimes pink tone, and now a sometimes cyan tone, over the whole thing.

Not both at once, and not constantly - it can be either just fine, as it is now; flickering with some scan lines tinted and others not; or completely tinted over the whole screen. It tends to be fine most of the time, flicker for up to 30 seconds, be tinted for up to a minute, then return to fine, do not pass go, do not collect $200, but lather rinse repeat at intervals varying between 10 minutes and an hour. Pretty annoying. I figure I've worn it out through the *mumblefrotz* hours of use over the 4-ish years I've had it, but then, some of our older 15" CRTs have lasted longer. *shrug*

Anyway. LCD panel. Coming soon to this location. Finally I will be able to put some (physical) desktop crap in the space that is now being taken up by 14"-deep worth of picture tube. And maybe my dad will tease me less about how much electricity I use in this room between the computer and the Christmas lights. ^_~

po-em!

I posted this bit of poesy as part of a filtered post yesterday, but I think I like it enough that I'll fling it to the collective wolves out there.

I am a creature of grace and skill;
Like the Crown-Stone of The One That Fell
Is my shining; I oft did dwell Underhill,
And Voice of the Waters was I as well.

In the secret and wild places of green
May you find me; also where, cities now grown,
I mingle among the growers, unseen,
Working old magic that comes from the bone.

po-em!

I posted this bit of poesy as part of a filtered post yesterday, but I think I like it enough that I'll fling it to the collective wolves out there.

I am a creature of grace and skill;
Like the Crown-Stone of The One That Fell
Is my shining; I oft did dwell Underhill,
And Voice of the Waters was I as well.

In the secret and wild places of green
May you find me; also where, cities now grown,
I mingle among the growers, unseen,
Working old magic that comes from the bone.

Random project

Thing I am planning on making:



The branch part will be silver wire looped back and forth. The bells also will hopefully be silver, provided I can find a silversmith to make them (enotsola tells me he may have a tip through his uncle, but other recommendations are welcome). The idea is to make a silver, singing/musical branch, which appears in a couple Celtic tales as a token of or key to passage into the Faery realm.

Random project

Thing I am planning on making:



The branch part will be silver wire looped back and forth. The bells also will hopefully be silver, provided I can find a silversmith to make them (enotsola tells me he may have a tip through his uncle, but other recommendations are welcome). The idea is to make a silver, singing/musical branch, which appears in a couple Celtic tales as a token of or key to passage into the Faery realm.