It's Cognitive Dissonance Day!
Seriously... do I go to the Harry Potter party, and surround myself with a teeming mass of Columbus's smaller residents so that I can pick up my book at midnight, or do I go see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory? Or do I try to somehow fit in both? I've been waiting for both of these patiently since I heard they were coming out, but I only realized a few weeks ago that they were coming out on the same day. Guh!

(Yeah, I'll be 30 next year. Why do you ask?)

Nothing much going on here the last few days. I cook, I clean. I've packed up a bunch of books - this is difficult when you're trying to keep them separated out by subject. All my writing reference has to stay in one place too, and it is categorically broad, though largely historical or linguistic. (With the occasional book on alchemy or robotics, and a few feminist books on "loose women.") It's about 3 small boxes (12x12x18"-ish) when it's packed, if I'm very selective about what I call reference. I also packed up much of the fiction I bought in the last 2 years, including Their Eyes Were Watching God, One Hundred Years of Solitude, Drinking Coffee Elsewhere, Everything is Illuminated, The Devil in the White City (not fiction), and a partridge in a pear tree. All the books on becoming more organized (I'm not, though I have succeeded at organizing the books about organization) are going in a box with all the books on home decorating... that way they will all be in one place in the new place, when I want them.

Excitement. But what else am I going to say? Tom and I tried to go read and work at a particular coffeehouse the other day, but the parking lot was full, so we ended up reading and working at a chain coffeehouse up the road from our intended target. *sigh* I keep forgetting to return things to the library that need to go there - by which I mean, I take a bunch of things back on or before the day they're due, but I forget one or two things that were due that day - as a result, I will be spending some time ironing that out this afternoon. It's really not that interesting. (I still believe that *I* am interesting, to be around, more or less, but my goodness do my activities NOT live up to it.)
Not sure how much I can say about this here publicly. But let's go.

I've mentioned lately that Tom and I are both having runs of almost comically bad luck. Bad timing, disappointment, misfortune, you name it. But none of it has been earthshattering, nobody has died or anything: it doesn't negatively impact the status quo or quality of life for either of us, it's only been disappointments related to our ambitions. I got sick and couldn't work, he didn't get a job he was up for, we have to postpone moving, etc. So... we're just shaking our heads and waiting for it to pass.

The latest thing came today. Tom was set to do a graphic novel for Oni, which was to be written by Andy Greenwald, who wrote a book on the emo scene called Nothing Feels Good and who has a novel coming out called Miss Misery. The proposal and the first 15 pages of script for The Satellite Heart have been kicking around the house for a while, and T. was waiting for more script so that he could get to work. Alas, Andy kind of overcommitted himself or something and is not going to be able to get the script done any time in the near future, so the project is shelved, probably permanently.

On the upside, Oni has another project they want to offer Tom; we'll see what happens with that.

I spent most of today with a terrible headache. We will blame PMS. Tylenol and tea helped. My mom bought me a copy of The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova, which came out last week. It's a first novel and Kostova got a huge advance, so it's already kind of infamous, but I read an excerpt I liked and a couple of great reviews. In tone the excerpt reminds me more of The Secret History and The Alienist than The DaVinci Code (crap! total crap!) - so I'm cautiously excited. They say this is "the book that will make Dracula scary again." Oh, and it's 40% off at Borders.
Tonight, Tom took me to see Neko Case. It was bad and good. The good side is easy: although I'm not into alt-country, I do like her voice a lot. I've never really listened to any of her records (just heard songs here and there), and I think a lot of her songs sound very similar to one another in concert, but her technique is good, and so is her backing band.

Bad, though: Oh, the venue. Are the people who run Little Brothers too cheap to turn up the a/c or is it just broken or ineffective? I thought I was going to die. I came in jeans and a cotton blouse, and before the show was even in full swing I had been outside to the smoking area twice - I DON'T SMOKE - and had unbuttoned my shirt except for the one button over my bra, and tied it up under my boobs. This is something I never do, and frankly I was a little embarrassed to have a bare midriff. By the time the show ended, I was drenched with sweat, even the exposed skin. Since it was a well-attended show, they also took the chairs away, condemning me to a horrible lower-back ache. Seriously, the music was good but every other aspect totally blew. In their defense, Little Brothers did put out a lot of free ice water.

I've learned my lesson, though, about how to dress for summer shows around here. Many venues that I've been to, in several cities, run the a/c pretty high in expectation of a crowd and stuffiness. Not in Cow-Bus, yo. I'm also going to have to seriously consider whether or not I want to go to shows that are general admission, SRO... like, ever again. There are bands for which I would still consider doing it, but they are infrequent performers in this area. Finally, no drinking hard cider when I'm too hot. Seriously, I almost barfed, people.

The other night, I had an idea for a YA fantasy novel that I'm really excited about. & Tom wants me to haul out this novella I wrote years ago to see if we can pull it into shape as a script for a graphic novel, then shop it around. I don't know precisely where said novella IS - it's still packed in one of a handful of boxes - but it'll be fun to mess with, at least.
Yay, I'm not dead! Now only clear stuff is coming out of my nose, no more yellow/green, and I actually got to go out for like 3 hours today. Books and pajama pants were bought for me. Tonight I watched Closer with the momster and I finished a sock I've been working on for, like, ever... all I have to do is the kitchener stitch that closes the end of the toe, and then weave in ends. I started the pair when I moved up here over 18 months ago, finished the first sock after a month, and have been working on this one for over a year. But not steadily, obviously.

Last night Tom was over & we watched Being Julia... it's very slight. It has a good script, and is the kind of movie that's usually called "charming," but the story never gathers much seriousness or intensity. I don't think it's really worth going out of your way to see. I hadn't seen Tom in a week except for a few minutes on Tuesday, so it was nice to spend the whole evening with him.

Other than that, I had relatives in and out of town all weekend and it was pretty annoying. Nobody was here to visit (therefore we couldn't reschedule); they were all passing through for other reasons and decided to drop in. I told my mom to leave me out of it because of me being sick. This reached the height of aggravation Sunday evening when she went out to dinner with one uncle who was in town, and another (who was supposed to keep in touch with her by phone) showed up at the door and I had to send him and his gf to a nearby coffee place to wait for mom and the other uncle, because, excuse my rudeness, I'm really sick and there's nowhere to sit. They weren't at all offended; everyone understood that I was concerned for their comfort and amusement and knew that they would get neither from sitting in my closet-sized kitchen. (A big walk-in closet, but a freakin' closet nonetheless.)
Haughty Intellectual
You are 71% Rational, 42% Extroverted, 0% Brutal, and 57% Arrogant.

You are the Haughty Intellectual. You are a very rational person,
emphasizing logic over emotion, and you are also rather arrogant and
self-aggrandizing. You probably think of yourself as an intellectual,
and you would like everyone to know it. Not only that, but you also
tend to look down on others, thinking yourself better than them. You
could possibly have an unhealthy obsession with yourself as well, thus
causing everyone to hate you for being such an elitist twat. On top of
all that, you are also introverted and gentle. This means that you are
just a quiet thinker who wants fame and recognition, in all likelihood.
Rather lacking in emotion, introspective, gentle, and arrogant, you are
most certainly a Haughty Intellectual! And, most likely, you will never
achieve the recognition or fame you so desire! Sweet!

To put it less negatively:

1. You are more RATIONAL than intuitive.

2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted.

3. You are more GENTLE than brutal.

4. You are more ARROGANT than humble.


Your exact opposite is the Schoolyard Bully. (Bullies like to beat up nerds, after all.)

Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Braggart, the Hand-Raiser, and the Robot.



If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you
could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42%
Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is
close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well.
Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can
determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored
near fifty percent for certain traits.

The other personality types:

The Emo Kid: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.

The Starving Artist: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.

The Bitch-Slap: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.

The Brute: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.

The Hippie: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.

The Televangelist: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.

The Schoolyard Bully: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.

The Class Clown: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.

The Robot: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.

The Haughty Intellectual: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.

The Spiteful Loner: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.

The Sociopath: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.

The Hand-Raiser: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.

The Braggart: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.

The Capitalist Pig: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.

The Smartass: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You scored higher than 57% on Rationality
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You scored higher than 47% on Extroversion
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You scored higher than 0% on Brutality
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You scored higher than 64% on Arrogance
Link: The Personality Defect Test written by saint_gasoline on Ok Cupid

(Actually, I initially scored as "The Robot". But I was borderline on "Rational/Intuitive" and "Arrogant/Humble". Since I thought the questions were too black-and-white... no "sometimes" in the true/false options... and since I know I'm way more arrogant than "The Robot" and so does, like, everyone else who knows me, there you go. =/ )



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