Pushing the go a little too far

...today was another "Superiority Complex" day for me.

I had to go to Seattle and Bremerton today to take care of a few things. On my way back to Westlake Center to catch a bus to Everett, I see a bunch of girls shivering in the cold wearing fur coats. Upon closer inspectiong...it's a bunch of PeTA fangirls wearing fake fur coats drenched in red paint to make a point. Then, they sprawl themselves on the sidewalk weraing a couple of bear traps and pouring fake blood all around themselves.Look...I see the point they are making. I can respect this...but WHAT GOOD DOES IT DO? I mean really? We know that animals died to make the coats...don't tell me the sky is freakin' blue. I'm not a complete moron.

So, these classy ladies are covered in blood and fake fur. it looked like a the FAO Shwartz bear went rabid and beat the crap out of them...but left their hair and makeup PERFECT, mind you. They did have channel 4 interviewing them after all...They all have their legs caught in a fake bear trap. Although I understand and ALMOST appreciate the sybolism...it's such a damn waste. They are only really protesting to one small fraction of the population. You say nothing about leather (which I find odd) and only focus on the purchasing of fur. You know who purchases fur in the continental US? RICH PEOPLE. People who can afford that shit. You honestly beleive that stretching yourself on a cold sidewalk in 30 degree weather swimming in Ben Nye fake blood is really going to get your "point" acrossed? Some lady is totally gonna walk by and say "HOLY SHIT! I'm wearing a dead thing that was killed for my godless pleasure! I'M SO ASHAMED!" I don't think so, ladies.

What actually pissed me off about all of this is my opinion on protesting. Unless it's going on right HERE and NOW, unless it's a growing problem, and the people in charge of said problem are actually there to hear the message...then it's is a waste of time, money, and you're now just taking up space on the sidewalk. You're just standing there...to make a point...nothing proactive about that in my opinion! You should be volunteering for no-kill animal shelters! You should be out there researching safer animal-friendly products! You should be writing letters! It's like the war protesters who sit in front of the POST OFFICE. It does NOTHING for your cause! You will reach more people video taping that and posting it on YOUTUBE than sitting on a sidewalk.

Don't you ladies have JOBS? Don't you all have responsibilities other than telling us meat eaters that we are horrible people?I almost asked if the fake blood they were using was animal cruelty free, environmentally safe, and wouldn't stain the sidewalk.Oh, and htey attracted the "if you aren't wearing an American flag and carrying the Cross you must be a heathen tourist who's going to Hell no matter how much you pray for forgiveness" group of wackos. They tried to hand me a pamphlet...as did PeTA...and I got mean.

"Get the hell away from me!" I bellowed.Yes...I bellowed.

I don't shriek very well and I'm not a screamer. I just get kinda loud. That and I had my headphones in listening to my favorite Coldplay songs...I got grumpy when the visuals that were plced before me totally clashed with what I was listening to. *LOL*Then...yes, there is a "then" to this story...I board the bus to Everett. There is this douchebag sitting across from me wearing his hat to the side and his shoes unlaced (why is dressing liek you have downs syndrom a cool thing?) drinking perscription cough syrup like it was water out of a paper bag. I had no idea that Pabst Blue Ribbon was making medicine! AND THEN he started a conversation with another douche and his chubby gal pal who wore a bright pink jogging suit that said PINK in bling on her ass...about his medicines...and whipped about 3 bottles of medicine out and told this couple about how each pill "fucks you up nice and all". WHAT?! COME ON! And he's giving out free samples!

People like this make me realize on days when I'm alone that I'm pretty freakin' awesome.

Let it SNOW

Well...Washington state "finally" gets snow and everything is at a g-darn standstill.

Allow me to explain:
EVERYONE complains about the weather here. It doesn't rain as often as people complain about. Maybe average 155 days a year. It DOES INDEED snow in Washinton, but people are mad that it doesn't snow during Christmas. Poor Mother Nature...how dare you NOT conform to the Christmas season by refusing to snow on the birthday of Jesus! I mean...WHAT THE HELL, DUDE?

But now that it's snowing (and we are in for more!), people are pissed. Righteously pissed. Shaking-their-fists-at-Heavens pissed. No one was prepared for this "winter storm" even though it was in the news for a week before the damn weather pattern hit. People are stranded, cars have been abandoned up and down the I-5 corridor...cats and dogs living together...TOTAL ANARCHY over 3 inches of ice and snow. Yes, Spokane got 19.4 inches in 24 hours...and they are special...and lucky. Schools and businesses are closed. Buses are running late late late. Hey, even my work is affected! I don't have to go today because they postponed Friday Night Live for next week...and I don't work next friday! HAZZAH!

What am I doing? I'm staying warm in my apartment with mugs of coffee, a warm kitty in my lap, fiddling on the internet, and plotting/scheming over costume ideas for Sakura Con. Dot Warner...can I do it without making it look like I didn't even try? *LOL* We shall see! I need to get in touch with Ritsuko and Plude about finishing Jessica from DragonQuest 8. I was actually learning how to make a corset! Still need a wig for that costume...but nice looking orange wigs are very difficult to come by.

I've been updating my deviantart account like crazy: http://sailor-tweek.deviantart.com/
Trying to get my "art freak" on as my dear friend Amano elegantly puts it : (not work safe: pinup models) http://amanojyaku.deviantart.com/

Lots of photos just sitting on my computer and I have a tendancey to carry my camera everywhere I go. Time to make use of it all and show off my love for photography! If I had a scanner, I would scan my portfolio that I started in high school. ALl those wonderful balck & white studio portraits of my friends...the 2ft by 4 ft post of my friend Bert..the still life projects involving my Pinky and Brain doll. God, I miss high school.

Ok...not really missing high school...but missing the photo lab there. I could roll my own film, develope my own film, and print my own photos! So much fun! 3 hours a day 5 days a week...heaven. Pure artistic heaven!

In other news: I want a new camera so darn badly! A new digital SLR...all the instant gratification of digital with all the control of an SLR film camera! *drool* I also want to look into video cameras. I'm thinking of video blogging...although, I'm more inclined to ramble on with "um" and "you knows" more than I'd care to admitt. OH WELL! XD Maybe having a video blog would teach me NOT to "um" my way through a conversation!

I cannot STOP listening to Viva La Vida by Coldplay.

I bought Chrono Trigger for the Nintendo DS..still my favorite game of all time!

There are days...

I sit here in city that is try so hard to be like Seattle.
Everett is severely lacking in art, soul, and sophistication.

And this coming from a gal in her pj's at 3 in the afternoon eating applesauce from a Disney Stitch mug. (Give me a break...I have the flu)

I miss theatre. I don't need ot get paid for it. I just want to be part of productions again. Community or private or (dare I say) professional. But let's be realistic. Who would want me in a professional production? I was the only theatre major at WWU who couldn't audition for anything becuase my parents weren't paying my tuition. I had rent to pay and food to buy!

I often lounge in my apartment daydreaming of meeting my famous role-models. As the daydream becomes more vivid, it's smashed with the realization that sitting here in my pajamas isn't going to get me anywhere. Ouch.
I have to put forth more effort. You can't be found when you lock yourself up and wait for things to happen or for opprotunities to fall into your lap.

Now if only I'd stop typing and preaching it and actually DO IT.

Alright, you political party stereotypes...

Political arguments and petty mud-slinging makes Dr Daniel Jackson cry...

And Lord knows when he starts to cry, that's it for me.

The people I had dinner with in Los Angeles

To kinda give you an idea of the people I idolize, envy, adore, and/or get to hang out with once in a blue moon:

My loving husband

The Not Really This Serious Jack Conway

(The giver of The Barrel nicname)
The Scary But Not Really Matt Miller/Mercer

(I had a nightmare about this photo...scary cool)

The Sewing Goddess JoEllen
(My GOD, she's talented!)

The Wonderfully Giggly Vanii

And then there is always Me:

Those who couldn't make it:

The Incredible, Edible Sarah

(Gummi Bears and alcohol!)
The Dangerously Awesome Jenny

(Black Canary! OMG!)

Photo credits:

Chris was by me, Matt's and Sarah's and mine were by the ever wonderful Lionel Lum, JoEllen and Vanii's are from JoEllen's Firefly-Path.com site, Jenny's is by the amazing and caffinated Eurobeat King, and Jack probably took the photo with the power of his mind.

Honeymoon pictures ^_^

Only 33 so far...out of 950 plus possible photos.

Livejournal Gallery

I miss Disneyland.

Rather than X-post it

I have a few photos up on my livejournal of the Honeymoon at Disneyland!





http://sailortweek.livejournal.com/383796.html





Go check them out. it's not much, but it is 2:30 in the morning after all.





Well...here's one to lure you in: