Very sad to hear about Leonard Nimoy's passing yesterday. But he had an incredible life, and left behind a legacy that will not be quickly forgotten. He lived long, and he prospered, as many have already said. He was a good man, generous with his time and attention, and worked very hard to build others up throughout his career.
He offered to be honourary grandfather for anyone who wanted or needed it on Twitter. I haven't been able to read a singl tribute to him online without tearing up. His portrayal of Spock on Star Trek was my first exposure to science fiction, and guaranteed that I would be a sci fi geek for life. I remember hearing his stories of young scientists inspired by Spock who would come to him and excitedly tell him about their projects. Nimoy was an actor and knew nothing about science, but he understood their enthusiasm and, not wanting to dampen it, he would nod sagely and tell them: "Well, it certainly seems like you're on the right track!" And they would beam at him, because validation from Mr. Spock was the height of accomplishment.
I'll leave you with his very last tweet:
- Current Mood: sad
There ensued a week of business bordering on insanity, and I didn't actually get to try the game until Saturday. My friend V. was very patient in the interim, then hopped online to play with me.
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So that's the story of Phnee Tries to Play First Person Shooters. Possibly not as hilarious as it seemed to me when I started writing it. ;)
- Current Mood: silly
Clearly, it's not working for me. I used to post to LJ a million times a day, but that was before Twitter gave me an outlet for all those random thoughts that pop into my head that I feel compelled to share with the world. ;)
So nowadays I wait until I feel I have something of substance to say in order to post here, but let's face it, I rarely have anything of substance to say these days. It's all fleeting thoughts and superficial impressions, all the time!
I think later this week I'll make a more upbeat post with all the new projects I want to do in my copious amounts of spare time. Those are a lot more fun than all this whining about being tired and out of shape and not having enough time or energy to do things. So, an upbeat post to look forward to!
This has been a rambly, long-winded post. Thank you for bearing with me as I basically process everything in my head out loud. ;)
- Current Mood: determined
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I think that's it for now. Thank you for bearing with me if you made it past that wall of text. ;)
- Current Mood: excited
So things are a little like my icon, but without the vodka, and it's not nearly as fun as it looks.
I spent today curled up with my laptop, posted some fanfiction and took a nap. I also did dishes, so that today wouldn't be a total write-off. I'm scheduled to have a Skype chat with my parents later on too, which will be nice. The world has (mostly) stopped spinning, and moving doesn't make me throw up anymore, so that's a win. :)
Now seems like as good a time as any to talk about my plans for the year. I've decided not to do "resolutions" in the traditional sense of the word. That being said, I do have a lot on my plate for the foreseeable future.
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Anyway, that concludes my lengthy rambling about what I have in mind for the year. I'd promise to post more, but that's probably a lie. I seem to go through phases when I post a lot, and others in which I post only sporadically or not at all, and I think I'll just stick to that. I'll post when I feel I have something of value to share, and that will have to suffice.
Happy New Year again, everyone!
- Current Mood: optimistic
Happy New Year to all of you, my beloved darlings! May 2014 go fuck itself and die in a fire, and may its smouldering corpse be a warning to 2015.
For those few of you who actually had a good year, I hope that 2015 is even MORE awesome for you!
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- Current Mood: hopeful
Happy Holiday Of Your Choice to those of you who don't celebrate Christmas!
To those of you who are faced with grief and hardship this season, or for whom the season has no good associations, I wish you strength and patience and as much happiness as possible.
You are all incredibly special to me, and I am with you in spirit even if I'm not there to tell you in person.
- Current Mood: content
If you'd like a lovely non-denominational card (though I can't claim you will be receiving anything like the brilliant cards prolixfootle sends out), then I will require your full name and address. The full name is because Canada Post decided (shortly after 9/11, if memory serves) that they would no longer send out mail that wasn't addressed with a proper name or company name.
I've screened the comments to this entry. Or you can email me at my username at gmail, if you prefer.
- Current Mood: optimistic
I think I mentioned that the move went pretty well, overall. I haven't yet recovered from the exhaustion that came after a month of packing up the house, running the pets to and from various veterinarians, wrangling my parents, running back and forth to sign off on various papers for the house sale, and the actual move itself. That's not even counting all the unpacking I've been doing of late.
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( A brief digression about plans I have for the near futureCollapse )
Yes, I know, most of you are rolling your eyes and thinking something along the lines of: "Great. Phnee is on another self-improvement kick." What can I say? If at first you don't succeed try, try again. After all, there is a lot about myself I need to work on. I do think that, on the whole, I've improved at least a little as a person in the 12 (nearly 13!) years since I started this journal. That being said, there is a whole lot of room for improvement.
Anyway, I'm going to stop here, because this entry has gotten huge without my noticing. I'll try to update a bit more regularly, but no promises. :)
- Current Mood: busy
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
~Major John McCrae
- Current Mood: calm