pockysquirrel: (facepalm)
 So my contact lens appointment happened, and...fuck, I don't even have anything funny to say about this. It was not funny. It was unpleasant and frustrating, and after roughly 40 minutes of attempting unsuccessfully to get a contact lens into my eye I wound up leaving and crying in my car. 

Yay.

So here we are, less than three months until the con, and not only do I not have a costume, I also would not be able to SEE anything in my costume if it did exist.

While I appreciate and am heartened by all the cheerleading these posts have gotten, my persistence is beginning to wear thin.

At this point, I've decided to give the molding one more shot since I have all the supplies anyway. I may or may not give the contacts another shot; part of me is inclined to say "fuck it, I'll be blind for a few hours, cosplay is not about comfort" because the entire thing was just that traumatic. 

And this post is so much less witty than the other ones. Sorry, folks. 
pockysquirrel: (facepalm)
It's been less than 2 days since the episode aired, and you're looking at the proud mama of the fandom's very first Orion fic. So...yay, me? I guess?

(And it's not on AO3 either because there's no Orion tag yet and IDK how to make one. Herp a derp.)

Title: Aliens
Fandom: Power Rangers: Super Megaforce
Pairings/Characters: Troy, Orion. Shippy if you squint at it. 
Rating: G-ish.
Summary: Orion is literally alone in the world. Troy feels like he is, but that's nothing new.
Notes: Troy being in foster care has been my headcanon ever since Gosei mentioned him having faced adversity and then completely failed to elaborate. This is just the first time I've managed to actually write something about it. Expect more at some point. 

And he wonders, sometimes, what it says about him that he feels more kinship with a robot and an alien than he has with any human he's ever met. )
pockysquirrel: (facepalm)
TL;DR, life sucks lately, and the base reason for that is that I have a failboat gallbladder that is going to be surgically evicted from my body in two days. Given that I have a pretty high level of medical anxiety to begin with and zero experience with this sort of thing, I am freaking the fuck out. I mean, come on. I have never had ANY type of surgery before. I still have my wisdom teeth because I found out nitrous oxide doesn't work on me and then had a panic attack in the chair when they went to take them out. The first time I had so much as an IV was when I went to the ER and found out my gallbladder sucks in the first place! And now they are about to remove one of my organs? Yes sir, I am freaking out. Damn right I am freaking out.

But my whining and misery are not the real point of this post, believe it or not. The point is that when I am post-op, doped up on pain meds and rooted to my couch for the following 4 or 5 days, I am going to be super bored. Help me, friends list; you're my only hope. I need you to rec me things. Rec me those awesome super-long fics that I never have time to read. Rec me those shows on Netflix that I would probably really enjoy but have never gotten around to watching. I'm posting this now in hopes of having a good, solid list of stuff by surgery day. I will be a captive audience for almost a week. Coming out on the other side with a new fandom or two would truly be making the best of a shitty situation.

And have I mentioned lately that I love you guys? Just saying. <3<3<3
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Day 14: In your own space, write a love letter to Fandom in general, to a particular fandom, to a trope, a relationship, a character, or to your flist/circle/followers. Share you love and squee as loud as you want to.

And because it's me, this got long and needlessly dramatic )

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