picked a handful of violets in my name

Notes

I've created a character for LARPing in the desert participating in the MCR/Killjoys shenanigans. If this is relevant to your interests, check out the Violet Menace on Twitter, tumblr, and Dreamwidth.

Links

• rydra_wong: So, yeah

  brenden's now-deleted sockpuppet trolling of the news post included taunting a user about having Asperger's.

• thedivinegoat: "Can I talk to you" Troll redux

  Just a heads up, the "Can I talk to you" Troll seems to have increased his activity again, only this time is taking advantage of the Facebook Connect.
  
  I'm still updating the original post with any new pseudonyms that come to light, if you or any of your friends have come across new ones, please let me know.

• Social/Justice

  Solomon's threat is the threat of fairness; Solomon's justice is that he restores right human relationships. Justice is not measured by a pattern -- of uniformity or otherwise -- *or* by a fair process which must logically produce fair results. Justice occurs only when it supports just human relationships. It doesn't matter how fair the process, if a beggar starves while a rich man feasts *this is not justice*, because justice is about having the right human relationships. "Social justice", in my thinking, is a concept of justice that is still focussed, as of old, not on who has the "stuff", but on the relationships between people that the "stuff" (money, property) is tracking. We need a modifier because "justice" unadorned now refers to the process of law, e.g. in "Department of Justice".

• copperbadge: THE .DOC FILE OF J ALFRED PRUFROCK

  This morning I was asked to change my password on my work computer, as I must do every four months. And I sat there waiting for it to authorise my new password, and I thought, I have measured out my life in login codes.
  
  And, as it so often does, then my brain screwed me out of several hours of productivity.

• skalja: An experiment in translation.

  O Hai Just FYI

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As far as napowrimo goes, I'm doing all right. I managed to write yesterday and today, but only late in the day ("oh shit, gotta do my poem"), and they're essentially remixes of older poems I've written.

I definitely have a huge problem with consistently being able to write poetry. Sometimes I get into the groove (usually coinciding with poetry-writing courses or segments of courses, which is convenient and suggests it's more about habit than some kind of cyclical inspiration thing).

I haven't done much Auriel stuff lately, either. I haven't worked on the Big Damn Map for a week or so, and I haven't been writing for *cough* way too long. Ugh ugh ugh. Poking through my journal from mid-2007 to whenever I started the next one, I've found some little tidbits that might prove inspiring, tucked away amongst bandom squeeing and notes from Italian class. Because I'll take that kick in the pants now, even if it fucks with my ability to write poetry this month.

Bleh. On that note, to bed with me.

via charmian and the_shoshanna: LJ has been hacking your affiliate links. For at least a month, it seems.

Probably everyone reading this who cares already knows, but. Bob is no longer a member of My Chemical Romance. ;_; My mother cried when I told her, you guys, because she is One Of Us without the fanfic. This shit is not okay.

Arma Angelus - The Grave End of the Shovel, in case anyone wants it.

Poetry rec: odditycollector's the value of daughters

It's been a pretty busy few days...

Stuff for making jewelry arrived Friday morning, but the gold and silver colored wire doesn't match the plated findings, so I have to send it back and invest in gold-filled and sterling wire. Friday night, I partied with my classmates from the poetry workshop. Saturday and Sunday were the Skillshare.

( Friday: Symposium )

I staggered through the door around three in the morning and woke up pretty late on Saturday.

( Saturday: Skillshare day 1 )

I chatted with my parents for a little while, then nabbed some Popeyes and went home.

( Sunday: Skillshare day 2 )

I went home a little after ten and managed to get lost on my way back to Shawmut, so I called my parents and had them read directions to me over the phone. When I got home, I finished my work for my sociology class, then checked my email and found a Dreamwidth invite code.

And here I am.

Manually crossposted between sofiaviolet.dreamwidth.org and sofiaviolet.livejournal.com.

Poetry workshop meets Tuesdays and Fridays.

Workshop schedule cycles through the entire class. Everybody gets 4 chances to workshop things.

My day is the first Tuesday of any given cycle.

A new cycle starts this week.

I have written ~600 words of New Orleans themed poetry for the occasion. And I will be wearing this.

I haven't actually asked for anything yet, but I dig the meme. I might also reopen it later, once I get the first round done.

***

The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you.

This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

- What I create will be just for you.
- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
- You will receive your item before the end of the year (or sooner).
- You will have no clue what the item is going to be. It may be a painting. It may be a poem. It could be a piece of jewelry. Who knows?*
- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.

* If you have metal allergies, you should probably tell me, in the event that I want to make you some jewelry - I like you! I do not want you to break out in a weird rash!

The catch? Oh, the catch is that you have to repost this meme and make and send out five surprises of your own.

Bob/Nick fluff for celticblade

( Sonnet )