October 21st, 2025
vae: (Leverage: text: age of the geek)
October 20th, 2025
alierak: (Default)
posted by [personal profile] alierak in [site community profile] dw_maintenance at 10:11am on 20/10/2025
DW is seeing some issues due to today's Amazon outage. For right now it looks like the site is loading, but it may be slow. Some of our processes like notifications and journal search don't appear to be running and can't be started due to rate limiting or capacity issues. DW could go down later if Amazon isn't able to improve things soon, but our services should return to normal when Amazon has cleared up the outage.

Edit: all services are running as of 16:12 CDT, but there is definitely still a backlog of notifications to get through.

Edit 2: and at 18:20 CDT everything's been running normally for about the last hour.
October 19th, 2025
hannah: (Interns at Meredith's - gosh_darn_icons)
posted by [personal profile] hannah at 10:01pm on 19/10/2025
In a moment of deep adulthood, the sort where you're the one taking care of yourself, I'm trying some new sheets tonight. A new fitted sheet, a new duvet cover. I bought them because Ikea was selling them, because I wanted fitted sheets by themselves, and because I wanted something monochromatic. There's times it's surprisingly difficult to find things with only one color. Not even a fringe. I ran into this trying to find a rug a few years ago and ended up not buying one at all, because that was easier. I didn't care it was two shades of green; I only wanted one. That was the level I was going on, which was a level beyond what the sales people could work with.

These sheets aren't quite as soft, even after being washed, and some of that's on them being so new and some of that's me gambling on buying them online. I didn't want to deal with trying to navigate all the different linen stores, especially the ones that are merely departments within much larger stores. All that said, it's not like I'm trying out a completely new set of sheets - I've got regular sheets that work fine, I just needed the fitted ones. So there's some continuity going on, which should help enough I won't struggle too much with the adjustment.
Music:: nothing now
Mood:: 'tired' tired
petra: CGI Anakin Skywalker, head and shoulders, looking rather amused. (Anakin - Trash fire Jesus)
I have been writing and posting Star Wars limericks for Kinktober, all of which up to today's are indexed below. The main theme is Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker feat. Padmé, but there are other guests as well.

The first 19 days of Kinktober )
Music:: There once was a man from Verdun
Mood:: verse is my vocation
October 18th, 2025
deelaundry: man reading in an airport with his face hidden by the book (Default)
posted by [personal profile] deelaundry at 11:22pm on 18/10/2025 under
My Randomly Generated Prompt Bingo Card

dubcon written by a fictional character unhinged narrator sequel/threequel to a book you previously read best or worst graphic design
used book with inscription inside media tie in/adaptation non-fiction great title font alternate media
set in/about space regency AU FREE SPACE pining started but didn’t finish
something you wouldn’t normally read short story collection/anthology specific cover item (up to you) miscommunication set in a country you don’t live in
blurb/rec on cover from author you love shifters debut author narrated by a fave voice music as part of title or story
October 17th, 2025
petra: Barbara Gordon smiling knowingly (Default)
posted by [personal profile] petra at 08:26pm on 17/10/2025
Bloody Jack Adventures - L. A. Meyer, The Expanse - James S. A. Corey, Galavant, Rivers of London - Aaronovitch, Slow Horses (TV)

I am contemplating cross-listing The Expanse TV and Slough House the books, as I have also experienced those. Thoughts, anyone in either set of fandoms?
Music:: It's just a little crush
Mood:: hopeful
October 12th, 2025
hannah: (Breadmaking - fooish_icons)
posted by [personal profile] hannah at 08:54pm on 12/10/2025
In looking at the amount of peanut butter I have, and in looking at the internet's suggestions of what to do with it, the best idea comes with a minor concern - namely, that peanut butter bread doesn't work with natural and organic peanut butters on account of the emulsifiers being necessary for the bread's crumb to effectively hold together. It doesn't seem possible to add in anything at home, whether it's another kind of vegetable oil or some extra egg whites, that'd address and fix the specific problem.

There's a few recipes I've found which are designed around natural peanut butters, and none of those look quite as much fun as the others - some of them even seem a bit finicky. They don't come across as something simple to make and stick in the freezer for quick snacks in the future. I've got more than enough of the peanut butter and not quite enough of the everything else to experiment, at least not more than two or three times, and I'm loathe to waste flour like that. I guess there's always noodles.
Mood:: 'lazy' lazy
Music:: nothing now
petra: Barbara Gordon smiling knowingly (Default)
posted by [personal profile] petra at 07:44pm on 12/10/2025 under
Dear Yuletide Creator,

Thank you for signing up to create something for me! Overall, I prefer to give positive encouragement rather than tell you what not to write, because I am interested in a story you are passionate about. I have suggestions for different fandoms, so read on if you want more than what I put in my sign-up.

General info )

Signups: Bloody Jack Adventures - L. A. Meyer, The Expanse - James S. A. Corey, Galavant, Rivers of London - Aaronovitch, Slow Horses (TV) )
Music:: I want it all and I want it now
Mood:: promptacular
October 10th, 2025
hannah: (steamy drink - fooish_icons)
posted by [personal profile] hannah at 10:15pm on 10/10/2025
I'm beginning to hear unconfirmed rumors from family members a local grocery store might close. I hope it's just rumors - we've lost enough independent grocery stores in the neighborhood already. I know people talk badly of the story, and largely that's fully justified. The best way I know to describe it is that it's a secondhand grocery, where a decent amount of their business comes from selling overstock from other places. There's a lot of stuff they do firsthand, and when it's a product like canned tomatoes or dish soap or beer, there's very little concern about who got it first. That said, every so often, something from Whole Foods or Target shows up, and I can't begin to guess how it got there.

Within the last four years, three other grocery place - one bodega corner store, two organic markets - shuttered for various reasons. Rent's a big motivation. Wanting to retire's another. The unconfirmed rumors include that the owners can't find someone to carry on the business. I know it's not an easy way to make a living, and it's not something I'd ever want myself. It's something I want others to do, and it's something I'm happy to support.

Worst case scenario, I'd like to know ahead of time to stock up on things like salt. Best case, the unconfirmed rumors never move beyond neighborhood gossip.
Mood:: 'discontent' discontent
Music:: The Future - The Limousines
October 9th, 2025
topaz_eyes: (brain storm)
hannah: (James Wilson - maker unknown)
posted by [personal profile] hannah at 09:54pm on 09/10/2025
Before tonight's screening of Collateral - still astonishingly good and an excellent crowd, plenty of laughs and gasps - I spoke to someone else who'd also gotten there early, but instead of being early for the 7PM Collateral showing, they were early for the 9:15 screening of something completely different. They're both on the same night, both in the same screening room, and it's an easy, understandable thing to get confused. This person also had time to head out and grab some food, and their friend who was meeting them was understanding about the situation.

Weirdly, though, this person didn't say things like "how foolish of me" or "I've got time to grab something" or "this is an easy mistake and I'll remember this to attempt to avoid such things again." What they said were things like "I can't read" and "I'm such an idiot" and generally insulting themselves. It's got me baffled as to why someone would take that route and go for those reactions, and I can only hope they grow out of it.
Music:: nothing now
Mood:: 'confused' confused
October 8th, 2025
hannah: (Friday Night Lights - pickle_icons)
posted by [personal profile] hannah at 11:42pm on 08/10/2025
August 26 to October 8 for five seasons of TV isn't as fast as I've done some shows, and it's still nice to log how long these things can take. It's been an excellent run of TV and I'm still happy I watched it when I did.

Now, to find a time to tackle the DVD special features.
Mood:: 'accomplished' accomplished
Music:: Tucked Away - The Goo Goo Dolls
topaz_eyes: (Kermit says hello!)
petra: CGI Obi-Wan Kenobi with his face smudged with dirt, wearing beige, visible from the chest up. A Clone Trooper is visible over one shoulder. (Obi-Wan - Clones ftw)
There are now 8 days of limericks in the Kinktober 2025 series. The Blindfold poem is even more deliberately vague about the pairing than the others. I would love to know how people read it!
Mood:: accomplished
October 7th, 2025
hannah: (Across the Universe - windowsill_)
posted by [personal profile] hannah at 09:42pm on 07/10/2025
When the clouds clear enough, and the moon comes out, it's almost a surprise - only almost, because you've seen it for ages, you know exactly where it is, but it's only when the clouds clear enough and the circle of the moon shows itself that you see it for what it is and not the light it gives. Because until the clouds clear, all you see is the moon's light. You don't see the moon for itself, for what it is, not quite yet. Standing up on the roof, looking skyward, all you see are the clouds and the light, not the moon. You see the reflection, not the thing itself.

Standing up there, the second night of Sukkot, the second night of the yearly harvest festival, the celebration that comes with the night of the full moon, I could see where the moon was by the light that pushed through the dense, dark clouds. Not the celestial body itself, but its light, its reminders and indicators of where and what it was. I could see where the moon was, and I could see, farther south, the breaks in the clouds that I knew would let me see it. I'd come from a Sukkah party of sorts, a dinner at a local synagogue that wasn't so much choreographed as it was loosely hosted: a sukkah built on the rooftop, with people bringing food of their own to have dinner in a sukkah and fulfill the requirements of the holiday. I talked about Greek museums, and riding the metaphor to work in Athens, and Hadrian's wall, and Los Angeles' architecture, and probably a dozen other topics, all while eating food and drinking wine in the temporary structure on the rooftop. There was some wine left over. I took the bottle with me to another rooftop. My parents' building doesn't close its roof the way my own building's does. My father wanted to see if he could see the moon.

It wasn't so much that he could see it as it was that he could see where it was. The clouds were moving south to north, along the eastern part of the sky. To the north, it was largely clear; to the south, the nighttime clouds loomed dark and uncaring, taking up as much of the sky as they could. I could see where they were thin and weak, and stayed to watch. My father had to go, satisfying himself by seeing where the moon was. I waited to see it, if I could. I knew I could, if I waited. I waited to open up the bottle and drink its remains when I saw the moon. I didn't wait long. The spinning of the earth and the motion of the clouds had them thin out and open up so it was more than seeing the light behind the clouds telling me where the moon was: it was seeing the moon itself. Waiting and watching, the darkness stopped for the light to come. It wasn't cold on the roof, not with the thick dress I was wearing and not with the wine I was drinking. The clouds weren't enough to hide the moon from me anymore. The faint spectrum around it, the blues and reds reflected by the thinnest clouds making a rainbow halo, told me exactly what I was seeing. The faintest reflection of sunlight turned into the strongest moonlight.

I watched the moon, and drank the wine. I looked at the clouds, and drank the last of the wine. I left when I was ready, and I don't know when next I'll see it - just that I'll remember having seen it tonight.
Mood:: 'drunk' drunk
Music:: A Plague on Both Your Horses - Jack Harris

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