Jul. 27th, 2008

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The Good

Weekend was really a terrible amount of fun. Yesterday [profile] hanjuuluver[profile] diamminesilver and I went up to Santa Fe for our long-planned and now apparently traditional mid-summer onsen trip. The bathhouse out there is so lovely - it's up in the mountains, and all the baths are outdoors, so you're soaking in the water looking up at the trees and the sky and hearing all of the birds and the wind and everything. Hard to imagine a more relaxing experience, really. We did the women-only bath for awhile, and then the sauna, the cold plunge - well I did the cold plunge, they were wimps - and back in the baths, and by the time we left I was so relaxed I almost fell asleep in the car on the way home. I can't wait for next year.

After we got back to town, [profile] diamminesilver's dad took us into Albuquerque for dinner and music, since there was an R&B band he wanted to see playing at this winery. I was a little wary, since R&B isn't my scene, but the food was fabulous (Kobe beef burgers and sweet potato fries, OMG, plus two plates of cheese and salami and crackers and bread and a brownie so big the three of us split it and still barely finished) and the band was pretty good, so we had a really great time. All in all, a wonderful day.

Today, the three of us met up again so we could go book-shopping, since Border's was having a sale. Once again, a good time was had by all - read a bunch of new manga and all of Trace Memory, freaked out passers-by with our habit of having very little respect for each other's personal space, and bought new headphones and the next volume of Yellow (SO SHINY). Also chocolate. Yay.

The Bad

Man, I keep trying to post about this and dissolving into incoherent shouting and crying and wanting to hit people with baseball bats. To make a long story short, I've been planning for about a year to go to Yaoi-Con with[profile] hanjuuluver, and making serious plans, of the "paying for tickets and making hotel reservations" sort, since April. Her parents are kind of overprotective, so we've been making sure everything gets cleared with them the whole way, and when we told them our plans in April, they said she could go and they would pay her airline fare.

This week, they decided she couldn't go, mostly because they are pissed off that she didn't place into as high a math class as they thought she should have. If she doesn't go, I can't go either - I just plain cannot afford the hotel room.

I am so fucking pissed off at them right now.  Not because they told her she couldn't go - as her parents and the people who are paying for it, it's their right - but because they are fucking jerking us around. They told her she could go in April, and they knew when they told her that that both of us then started to spend money - MONEY I DO NOT HAVE TO SPARE - on it. Letting us do that, and then suddenly changing their minds, isn't fair to her, isn't fair to me, and is in all truth just generally fucked up. Not to mention that in the whole fight they've said some incredibly insulting and offensive stuff about me to her, treated her like she's five, and that her dad did what I think was a horribly manipulative thing by saying he would not pay for her textbooks this year if she went. I just. God. I hate them so much right now.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do now. We aren't going to be able to talk them around, so at this point I'm trying to find another roommate, but I don't know - if I can't find someone I trust pretty well, I don't know if I want to do it, since I can't spare the money if they bail on me. I might ask her parents to refund me the money that would have covered her half of the hotel room - I think they owe me that - or at the very least the money I spent on registration - that I'm not compromising on. But all in all, it's a bad situation.

The Genderswapping

The Amazon blurb on the 9th Torchwood novelization, set to come out later this year:
   
    "The ninth novel in the bestselling Torchwood range from BBC Books. Emma is 30, single and, frankly, desperate. She woke up this     morning with nothing to look forward to but another evening of unsuccessful speed-dating. But now she has a new weapon in her quest for Mr Right. And it's made her almost perfect! Ianto Jones woke up this morning with no memory of last night. He went to work, where he caused amusement, suspicion, and a little bit of jealousy. Because Ianto Jones woke up this morning in the body of a woman! And he's looking just about perfect! And Jack Harkness has always had his doubts about Perfection..."

Holy fucking hell I love this fandom so much.

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