Friday, August 03, 2007


This is the last post I will ever make on IRCaF. Really, really, honestly. So... I want to say goodbye, and update a bit before I have to consign this blog to the archive heap and switch over to That Blog Whose Name Changes Muchly (currently... um, I think I forgot the name...)
Well I am in northern Alta California as in the state in the USA. And I am drowning in trees. Drowning drowning drowning. there are so many of them. I'll post photos - no, wait. I won't.
Oh, and it's my birthday at 4:40 TS time, 3:40 here and 5:40 where I was born (PM. I'm not that cruel! I wouldn't do that to the poor doctorses) so happy early belated, and actual birthday to all.
And now I go.
*disappears in a flash of blue smoke muttering 'Wait! I never told them why people kept mistaking me as a boy in Mexico City~! oh well...'*

Saturday, July 28, 2007

Deathly Hallows, or According to Some People, I Read Too Fast

on the 25th I got a copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows as it was in costco in LC. I got it at 3:55 pm and finished it 427 minutes, or 7 hours 7 minutes later.
Other than that I am also going to the US soon and I have a twitter badges to show. (I sure hope they work right in posts...) Prototypes for use on SLI whose name will change every month. I may make mastheads for each name but if I do then I'll probably get in a bad mood trying to make them work right on Blogger, oh well...

With friends number one

The flash: just me one you already know

An HTML just me one that I have yet to get the hang of

    Sunday, July 22, 2007


    Hi! Here I am! I'll post photos when I get them off of film and memory card alike (the former shall take a while) but here's a version of a song that was going around while you wait that was making fun of the amount of backpacks (three per person) they were giving us and of how you had to put your name on everything

    Cuando fui a la Convivenica
    Una mochila encontré
    Cómo no tenia nombre
    Yo me la quede
    Ay, mochila
    De quien serias?
    Pues ahora no me importa
    Porque ahora eres mia

    Rough translation:

    When I went to the convivencia
    A backpack, I found
    As it didn't have a name
    I kept it
    Oh backpack,
    Whose could you be?
    Well it doesn't matter
    because now you belong to me.


    Monday, July 09, 2007

    What am I thinking??

    I've been awake since four in the morning. Ridiculous. Well, for your viewing pleasure, here are two new drawings of Karen and Akaia, both done in Photoshop, both triggering yelling on the subject that Photoshop doesn't have a metallic silver effect - well, elements 2 doesn't. Enjoy. (If there was a silver effect they would be sooooo awesome ^_^ )

    In the order that they were drawn. All (c) me and so on. Plagiarize and I'll chew on your head.... Well not really. Who knows where it's been? ;)

    Saturday, July 07, 2007

    Read This Message or Be Tomato'd

    I now have a first bit of my book, chapter zero. Here it is (first draft, that is) and criticisms welcome:

    The Death of All Stories

    Book One

    Chapter ZERO:

    Through the Eyes of Gods

    I don’t pretend to know everything. That would be boring. I just guess.

    Rather strange thought, isn’t it? Considering that I’m a god.

    Well, goddess to be exact. My name is Nârēn.

    You humans may have a bit of trouble comprehending that, ‘specially if you don’t believe in us. So let me say this nice and slowly: My name is Nârēn, and I’m a god. Got it? Good.

    You’re going to need that knowledge for the rest of the story.

    Now come on! Time’s a-wasting. Read on.

    It’ll be interesting, I promise.

    Or maybe not.

    Look. There’s a group of worlds that are more transparently polytheist, as a general rule, than most. The group is called – wait, should I tell you that? I shouldn’t. Fine. The group is called – something, and I rule it. In it, I’m the supreme goddess. Period.

    So, I rule this-place-C-doesn’t-want-me-to-name, under Her, of course.

    If I’m a – the! – supreme goddess, who’s She? Who’s C?

    Hah! Who’s C? She’s the kid who invented me, of course! I live in her head! You don’t really disagree with landlords when being evicted may be fatal!

    Well, maybe not. It could be, but then it couldn’t. However, she wouldn’t write about me anymore, and that would mean that I’d only exist in the limbo that her other abandoned ideas inhabit. Boooooooring.

    I don’t intend to let that happen. I hope you’ll help. Of course, by reading this you already are.

    So... I’m really going to have to swallow my pride to say this...

    Thank you!

    Please don’t tell anyone I just said that.

    So. Back to ThisPlace.

    There are a lot of sub-div’d worlds in it. Basically they come down to three sub-groups, in which intervene some worlds from other groups altogether:

    • The Tarekas series, which has a lot of magic, and so the magic-users in it are (a) quite common and (b) often powerful, just as the norm;
    • The Analek, in which magic, when it exists, is rarer than water in a desert; this series also contains world Ny, C’s world. No offense to those who live there, but it seems to me it’s a depressing, magic-less mud pit whose gods’ visits to pop in and say hi are few and far between; it’s redeeming qualities are cool technology (though some Analek worlds with slight magic have that) and that it seems to be an endless fountain of good authors. For that, it’s awesome. Maybe that’s where all it’s magic went? That’s C’s theory, at least;
    • The Daer’shin, in which magic is rare, rarely acknowledged, strange, sometimes sadistic and amazingly powerful. It’s a mage’s dream... or nightmare.

    And I get to boss most everyone in most of them around (while being bossed around by some adolescent girl myself) ! Doesn’t that sound fun? Yes? Well, you’re about to see some of the consequences of decisions gone wrong.

    Then tell me whether it’s a dream or a nightmare, not before.

    Welcome to my mind, either way.

    *shudders* Ugh, text pasted in from MS:Word...

    Well today was originally the date that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows was supposed to come out and don't I wish it had. But it's coming out at the end of the month instead. On the subject of not-out books Scott Westerfeld is giving copies of his unreleased book Extras to the first commenter on his blog. I am trying to be one of the first commenters. Wish me luck?

    And now for a quote: "Behold! The consequences of decisions gone wrong made by gods whose brains were freezer-burned!"

    NOTE: I may post a drabble for the side story taking place in one of the Analek worlds later (I think Analek C - it resembles Ny a lot)

    Friday, July 06, 2007

    Well, I'm back, but only for a while

    I've graduated from my school, with a really annoying cavalcade of diplomas (I bet most people were very annoyed with me, and others, as some students got six diplomas and had to keep walking up.. it took about 15 minutes per diploma. My feet hurt so much that day, you know, there's this invention called chairs, maybe you should try it? Someone should say that to my school!)
    Well anyway I'm free, on vacation, since the 3rd, we had the awesomeest ever year-end party on the 4th (Happy independence day, USAdians) and I have made it my July-am-bored project to get S.L.I. up and working, and to prepare for NaNoWriMo, as I plan on participating.
    Yes, I know it's cheating to start working on your novel ahead of time. :P

    So, I've decided I have an idea for the comment page for this post (remember it? Maybe you don't, and that's why I don't get many ;) ). The idea is: Answer the question "what are you doing this summer?" if you want. I really am curious. And what am I doing? Going to mexico city on the SEP's pocket, coming back, and going to the USA - California and Florida. Because visiting family and friends thereof is obligatory ;)
    And I am most nervous because I go to the Mainland on the 14th which draws ever nearer as we speak. Eth.

    Update, 07.07.07: I wish I could've skipped it, but I was
    • in the Escolta
    • in the graduating class
    • one of those proclaimed 'model students'
    • going to Mexico City (Whee! More diplomas!)
    • valedictorian and have been for six years (So three valedictorian-related diplomas)

    I'm sorry if it seems like I'm bragging, but I am proud that the diplomas were not only because they needed something to do with all the extra heavy paper!

    Sunday, July 01, 2007

    With aplologies to SparkLife and Animaniacs, the sources of the quotes.

    Me: " 'Two trains leave Cleveland at the same time in opposite directions. What the heck were you doing in Cleveland?' "
    Dad: " 'The same thing we do every night, Pinky: Try to take over the world!' "

    Well not only am I inteligent (I'd like think) I am also appearently Unteligent

    78% Untelligent!
    You are one smooth chick! Your score is higher than the current worldwide average of 63%!
    Your score is unique, however, so keep reading.
    Score Breakdown...
    Sense of Humor
    Violent Tendencies
    Observational Skills
    Here is the custom report of your personality than led our team of geeks to conclude (with confidence) that you are a resourceful and sly woman:

    " The subject shows an astounding level of intelligence, and her sense of observation is one of her best qualities. Considering this, she shows a lot of potential, but that's only part of the equation.

    Finally, the subject displayed a pathetic and useless (seriously bad) sense of humor, a nearly satanic lack of morality, and a hot-shot level of self-confidence. The balance of these three traits is important; high levels of confidence, medium levels of morality, and a good level of humor make for the strongest individuals."

    Well would ya look at that! Huh. Now time to take the IQ test from the same thing, eep.

    Where are YOU coming from?

    The meek are too meek to inherit

    It's Raining Cats and Frogs
    And the geek shall inherit the earth.
    The GEEK, I said!
    Are you hard of hearing or something? The GEEK!

    I am a geek.