lay down your burdens

the wind at your back and the sun on your face.

Sun, 27 Dec 2009 03:59:45 GMT

I registered "stargirlie" on the MissGirl UBB exactly 10 years ago tonight. My online life is old enough to wear a bra. What the actual fuck.

DADDY'S GONNA KILL RALPHIE

Fri, 25 Dec 2009 08:47:25 GMT

MERRY CHRISTMAS PALS AND GALS

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 08:53:26 GMT

I'm surprised I didn't hear until now (but I'm also glad it hasn't been talked about much for their sake) that Michelle Duggar delivered her 19th child via emergency C-Section 12 days ago after complications.

I need a disclaimer first saying that I am by no means a Duggar hater, nor am I trying to use a family's personal tragedy for online fodder. I've heard nothing but the kindest things about them from fan encounters, they have a carbon footprint smaller than most normal-sized American families, and Jim Bob and Michelle really are caring parents. I'm hope that everything works out and their new daughter grows stronger and healthier in the months to come.

While I'm sure that this sort of situation occasionally happens to young, first-time mothers as well as Michelle... where there's smoke, there's fire. My medical PHD is from looking at tons of pictures on the Internet, but I imagine pain doesn't typically set off contractions in healthy bodies that haven't been through 18 deliveries and 2 uterine prolapses. (If anyone has differing experiences, my apologies, and please tell me.)

The blatant disregard they've had for Michelle's health is horrifying. They've switched doctors up to 3 (confirmed) times because they've refused to deliver her children anymore. And then, sadly, a crisis like this comes along.

I hate how much society romanticizes women dying from maternal complications. And yes, I know Michelle is fine, but this is their line of thinking. There's always this notion that sacrificing your life for your unborn child's (or, in cases where doctors say HEY DON'T GET PREGNANT THAT'S A BAD IDEA, your future child's) is ~always the right thing to do~ or ~the unselfish decision~. I'm sorry, but that's not how it works. There are extremely pro-life hospitals in America whose policy is to choose the baby over the mother if she is incapacitated or there are no representative family members present. We have a Pope who excommunicated an 8-year-old girl last year for getting an abortion that saved her life. We have (past, but still sickening) CDC regulations classifying non-mothers as "pre-pregnant."

(I could go on about how offensive and depressing it is to have maternal death be such a thoughtless and quick fix-it plot in fiction, but that's a little insensitive to Real Life.)

Personal feelings: I can't imagine the rage I'd feel if Michelle or a similar woman was my own loved one. Again, this is very controversial territory so I'm sorry if this offends, but I value my friend or sister or mother who's had decades of memories and experiences over a fetus. Also, even though I want a family, I've wanted to adopt since I was 6. That's probably never going to change. People asking me, "O nos are you infertile? :-O" or telling me, "You'll change your mind heehee!~~" only proves my point further: American society treats mothers as baby vessels. There's such a stigma toward wanting a kid that's not yours for reasons other than thousands of dollars of in-vitro failing. And I know that people would disregard my feelings on this whole subject since I have no intentions to ever get pregnant. :\

But I love mothers, and I love human beings. So I think that gives me every authority to have an opinion.

Sun, 20 Dec 2009 00:15:48 GMT

But who/what will Polly use as a PB

Fri, 18 Dec 2009 02:49:10 GMT

View Poll: so

Tue, 15 Dec 2009 10:27:32 GMT

Mon, 14 Dec 2009 22:47:32 GMT

holiday love meme hurf durf

Tomorrow I get to carry a sculpture of a dead baby goat on the bus with me.

Wed, 09 Dec 2009 01:56:30 GMT

I have no idea what I'm doing with my life anymore.

lol let's pretend I still write

Tue, 01 Dec 2009 07:02:21 GMT

THE FANFICTION LOVE MEME

I should give you a present for having to look at meme spam on your flist

Wait that was not a present that was a nightmare

Mon, 30 Nov 2009 00:18:10 GMT

BUT.... BUT.... I WANNA TRESPASS

CLOSER

People living at the abandoned carnival got a cool fence at least

And cool.... things

Then I decorated a bush for Christmas since there was another one further down the road, lol don't worry I'll take everything off after New Years'

Abandoned hotel less than a block and a half from our front porch

Sad because she saw a monster :[

uh... the guest room is not as dusty as it looks, sorry

Fri, 27 Nov 2009 08:58:48 GMT

BFFS

@corellianhells receives 300% more spam replies in a day than I've had in an entire year, obviously this means Han is going to treat every single Paris Hilton sex tape tweeter as his new personal best friend. PENPALS~

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 02:24:53 GMT

5 questions meme from albumsontheside;

1. What's your personal view on Anakin and Ferus's relationship, ignoring any canon on them?

I have an AU-Ferus future I've been too lazy to write down. He's very weary when Luke comes to ask for advice post-ROTJ because of Anakin's hubris. Ferus made money from helping beings acquire new identities during the Empire; it's not that he wanted to accept their credits, but after the people he saved were relocated and putting their lives back together, he was always the first person they wanted to repay. He signed space checks for whatever the Academy needed, but stayed away whenever ~Anakin's son~ wanted to know his opinion on things, because... he felt like a bad Jedi. He stopped referring to himself as one. The money kept flowing only because of his promise to be there when the Order needed him.

Most of that is a result of his and Anakin's relationship, but that's cheating since... Anakin's not in the picture. So, as apprentices, I think they had more moments of camaraderie than they wanted to admit to. There were a few times when they could have been friends, and that only made their animosity hurt worse.

2. Are there any songs/pieces of music that have touched you in any way?

The music I have the most emotional connection to is really common: Tori Amos, Hole, Radiohead, Garbage, Lilith Fair-era artists... again, pretty damn cliched, and mostly everything I listened to non-stop when I was 12. But I don't care. :)

3. What is the worst thing you think you have ever written?

I don't delete the things I dislike because I hate when other authors do that. I wish I did. :P I've written stories just because they were the flavor of the week and I didn't put any thought or heart into them. They're the most awkward and embarrassing pieces ever. NO SAMMY YOU'RE NOT GETTING ANY LINKS, but if you hunt around, it's easy to tell what I'm talking about. Ugh.

4. Obi-Wan/sand or Obi-Wan/other people's destinies

Sand. IT BURNS SO GOOD

5. Do you think that there has been a defining moment in your life that changed you significantly?

I do have one I've always used as a before/after marker on my timeline. But it's shifting.

I had these really weird cramps. They only hurt slightly worse than bad menstrual ones, but they weren't in the right place and that freaked me out. I've had too many friends my age this year who've had ovarian cysts and burst appendixes, so... :\ I probably overreacted, but I have something wrong with my bladder. Which is a very very attractive thing to type and just the sort of thing you read your flist to hear about. But apparently some people didn't know I was home and safe and were worried (lol whoops sorry guys DDDDDDDDDD: ), so that's hopefully the last time I'll ever have to talk about the state of my bladder on livejournal.

HOPEFULLY

This is the one entry of mine that will survive 100 years into the future, isn't it

:(

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 04:45:11 GMT

11/19/09: all modeling for project 8 done
11/20/09: all modeling for project 6 done
11/23/09: all clean plates (for everything) done
11/23/09: day off
11/24/09: all keying and animation done (projects 5 & 6)
11/25/09: all modeling for projects 9 & 10 done
11/28/09: day off
11/30/09: all animating for project 8 done
12/03/09: all modeling for project 7 done
12/05/09: all shadow passes (everything) done
12/06/09: all reflection passes (project 7) done
12/08/09: revision notes of previous projects (1-4) done
12/09/09: notes for previous projects FIXED
12/10/09: day off
12/11/09-12/13/09: COMPOSITE EVERYTHING, render and process passes
12/14/09: overdose on orange juice and also possibly sleep in the lab because I'll be nervous that my alarm won't go off even though that has not happened a single time in my life, eh
12/15/09: present and die

SOMEWHERE IN THERE: fake enthusiasm for my other classes/go to those classes/write essays/add backgrounds to all internship projects.... lol oh god, yeah we'll save that last one for Christmas break.

Oh my god I watched 6 hours of World War II in HD yesterday. I don't remember when I got off the couch. There is color pre-revolution Russian photography here

lmao @ the girl in the pink BORED NOW

Sun, 15 Nov 2009 18:45:57 GMT

I have 4 weeks left to do 11 weeks worth of work so that's why I haven't been around. Or responding to emails. I don't want to talk about it, except to mention that the past three days were completely positive and really helpful in getting the scraps of my pride picked up off the floor like the shards of a birthday cake your drunk neighbor crashed into and your friends managed to make a small-but-worth-it cupcake.

cj_rss posted the first blurb for FOTJ: Allies

In the middle novel of the bestselling nine-book “Star Wars” series “Fate of the Jedi”, an uneasy – and unprecedented – coalition of Jedi and Sith enter the dark and treacherous area of space known as the Maw to search out the strange being that has been reaching out to Luke Skywalker during his journey to retrace the travels of his late nephew, Jacen Solo. Forced to wait on the planet Klatooine for reinforcements from Lando Calrissian, this already fragile alliance is threatened by the presence of the Hutts, and while Leia, Han, Jaina, and Jag walk a fine line between obeying the law of the Galactic Alliance and supporting Luke, Jedi Ben Skywalker and Sith Apprentice Vestara Khai may be the ones to lead the mission to triumph – or disaster.

I'll be sitting over here in my tinfoil hat, thank you Ms. Golden ♥

Aside from glee over Han and Jaina patching things up (rofl it's not even for sentimental reasons, I was just really worried that boring-ass plot would take up too much time), JEDI/SITH ALLIANCE. This will only end in tears, also sex.

Who sleeps in bed next to you?
Cynthia, but she's... in another bed.

Have you ever lied to a teacher to get out of a deadline?
Sort of. My friends did all the time in high school, and I shrugged and went along with it.

What kind of magazines do you read?
I grab whatever design or drawing magazines are available in the school library but I really don't remember names.

What's your occupation?
:|

What's really creepy?
Looking back on a situation a minute or two after it happens and realizing you didn't find it creepy at first. Like being asked in a cafe if "walking in this neighborhood before the sun is up ever worries [you]"... by someone you've never seen before.

Who is your celebrity crush?
I don't know what's up with me falling in love with the same women as allagainst every time, but Nancy Pelosi at the moment.

What's your current fandom/obsession/addiction?
I really really wish I had time for it.

What are you listening to right now?
The youtubes.

What food could you eat every day for weeks and not get sick of?
Any combination of bread and cheese.

What websites do you always visit when you go online?
Twitter, Gmail and Facebook. LJ depends on who's looking~

What was the last thing you bought?
Soda

What was the cutest thing you've seen today?
Relative definitions of cute

Does the weather affect your mood?
Sometimes. I usually get deliriously happy when it rains because it so rarely does! <--- lol same

What is your zodiac sign?
Aquarius

Do you want to learn another language?
Y

5 things you can't live without.
- Not sure anymore.

Do you have any siblings?
GOTS ME A TWIN

What's something you'd like to say to someone right now?
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO."

What are you looking forward to?
This quarter being over just so I can have some sense of knowing what to do next. Christmastime/Christmas break. FANDOM STUFF.

Say something to the person who tagged you:
Hay gurl haaaaaaaaaaaay

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 16:16:44 GMT

Thank you to everyone who replied to my latest entry. ♥ I love you all and I can't describe how much it helps to know that people are thinking about my family right now.

The funeral is on Saturday. Until then, all of my family is flying out to stay in San Pedro starting tonight. I'm just... really emotionally exhausted. But thanks again to everyone. ♥

Tue, 13 Oct 2009 22:49:58 GMT

I saw a missed call and immediately knew what happened. I spent five minutes trying to type the words "my grandma passed away" to Kyle because I think I'm still in shock or denial or something even though I've been mourning her for months at this point. All I know is that the nurses and nuns all say it was peaceful and they knew something was going on last night. One of the nuns prayed a rosary with her this morning and then she went back to sleep and didn't wake up.

She's not going to see me graduate from college or see me have a career or meet the person I spend my life with. I don't have any grandparents anymore. And she was the only one I ever knew. My grandpa died when I was 6 and I don't remember a lot. I've lost tons of relatives but never anyone I was this close to despite all the times I was so angry with her.

My uncle Bill had his kids have her fill out an "All About My Grandma" book a few years ago and I found it this summer. She was an only child like me and her favorite part of the day when she was a toddler was looking out her window until the schoolbus came to bring her cousins home. My grandpa proposed when they went to a fair and saw some interior exhibition thing and he said he wanted to build her a kitchen just like the one she liked the most. She had pets growing up. Her favorite class was art.

The most care-free picture of her I ever saw was in a slideshow on her 75th birthday which was only 4 years ago. They were on their honeymoon and she was aiming a snowball at my grandpa.

I still can't believe how quickly this happened. How she just started to deteriorate. I feel like we could have done more. I feel like I was secretly hoping that she'd hold on and she wasn't really dying. The last time I saw her, I brought her a milkshake and kissed her and told her I loved her. The funeral is either on Friday or Saturday and lol jesus christ I really do not think I can handle any of this.

Thu, 08 Oct 2009 06:57:23 GMT

Haha oh god I am really a Demo student now. I think over-preparation was a bad idea because I don't even have all 10 of my projects approved until next week and I'm moving forward and have been for a few months now. OH WELL. I AM PUMPED UP AND READY TO NOT SLEEP AGAIN UNTIL NEXT JUNE. OTHER CLASSES YOU SAY? Well, I'm being forced onto the production team for a fourth time, and then I have Career Development, which always ends halfway through because of who's teaching it lkfghlghklfgjh let's not get into that. Then I have Magic & Ritual tomorrow which is... lol. I am so thankful. I know too many people right now who are in Demo I and three other technical classes plus a production team.

ALSO THIS FALL: Volunteering at Siggraph events for the sole purpose of smiling at people? And maybe picking up a third internship after Christmas if possible.

If anyone with a pair of pliers wants to take a few whacks at my wisdom teeth, that'd be great.

less than 12 hours~

Fri, 02 Oct 2009 17:00:16 GMT

Title: Five Things That Never Happened To Ahsoka Tano
Rating: PG
Chars: Ahsoka, Anakin, Obi-Wan, more. :|

ONE

Your name is Ahsoka Tano, true or false?

Your Master was Anakin Skywalker, true or false?

Your Master never instructed you in the Sith arts, true or false?

Your Master never harmed you, true or false?

The Council doesn't know what to do with her. She's tentatively Knighted (she was the one to alert everyone when she felt the change in their training bond, how could they deny her?) but after that, they have too much to sort through.

It takes her two years to learn new lightsaber techniques. Every sweep and flick of the blade was something the monster taught her.

Some nights Ahsoka wakes up, unable to breathe, and can't remember if Anakin was the one to teach her how to sense other beings' auras. Maybe she learned it in infancy. She runs down to the Archives and tries to figure out what Initiates from her class were learning before the war began, year by year.

She knows it won't be much longer until she's just as shattered as he is.

(Ever since Sidious fried Vader's mind and body for his failure, Obi-Wan goes to visit him every day. Anakin won't speak to anyone else.)

Ahsoka packs a bag with a blaster and toolkit to disable the surveillance cameras. It's nearly morning, and Obi-Wan won't be back to Coruscant Maximum Security Facility for a couple more hours. The guards are mind-tricked.

Inside his room, Anakin is still awake, sitting on top of his bed with haunted eyes wide open. Her jaw drops and he doesn't look concerned. Ahsoka tries to reach for the blaster (it's okay it's okay it's okay I LOVE HIM he needs to be put out of his misery) but can't bring herself to do it.

She yells instead until she's hoarse about how much she hates him, but that will never be enough. Ahsoka can't explain how tainted her Force presence feels, and does he know? Does he know he's ruined her?

Anakin blinks. He doesn't recognize this girl. He doesn't know what she's upset about. But she is hurting, and he doesn't want her to hurt anymore -- he did that before, right? Didn't he? He hurt some people? Obi-Wan won't tell him -- so he reaches out and tries to cradle her.

Your Master never harmed you, true or false?

TWO

Leia is uncharacteristically quiet on the ride back home. Her father ignores it. Her twin tries to distract her. Her Master is the only one who understands.

The Padawan doesn't want to eat any dinner even though Ahsoka asks her five different times if she's sure. Leia just flashes the shaky smile everyone has become accustomed to.

They sit down to watch the stars streaming by but the small girl won't stop fidgeting. Ahsoka puts an arm around her shoulders. Her fingers twirl loose hair that's fallen out of the braid, thankful to have the child still breathing and warm and alive.

The man came out of nowhere and he had a viroblade. Anakin won't stop saying Leia was defending herself with eerie pride in his voice.

"He... he... " Leia softly begins. "Master, he had a family. No one is going to take care of them. No one is going to care."

Ahsoka's heart drops to her boots and she's never felt prouder. She raises Leia's chin to her eye level. "You do," she whispers.

"Well, what should I do?"

Tan fingers trace smaller, paler ones. "Go back next month. See if they're getting any assistance." She taps her on the nose. "Don't leave until they do."

Her small shoulders finally relax. Ahsoka can't help but feel envious of the guilt in Leia's heart; envious of her ability to tune out Anakin's blind validation.

THREE

On the first few anniversaries of Anakin's death, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka ignore the galaxy-wide memorials and hide in their rooms.

Then there's the one year when their mission ends as fast as it started, they're stranded on Sullust for a few extra days, and the Alderaanian Opera is on planet. She surprises him with tickets.

They spill out of the performance hall. He buys Ahsoka her first drink ever during the show and when she starts belting out something Rex taught them during the war, her Master pretends to disapprove until he finds himself joining in. The sidewalk -- which is so blurry and unsteady, how did that happen? -- leads them to a tourist shop and she starts taking holos of Obi-Wan frowning at the wall of silly hats--

-- when she notices the datestamp and freezes.

"I want to go back to the ship," she mumbles, no longer enjoying the light-headed feeling. Obi-Wan puts an arm around her shoulders and they walk back to the hangar. He wants to apologize, but by the time he's prepared the tea, Ahsoka is already fast asleep in her bunk.

You better be proud of our precious girl, wherever you are, Anakin. Obi-Wan switches the light off. He wants him to be here. He wants them to teach and raise and love her together.

She made us complete.

FOUR

One day, Shmi Skywalker sews Ahsoka a bra that fits.

FIVE

For thirty-one years, Ahsoka has been looking over her shoulder, wondering when the genocide is going to catch up with her. The fear becomes irrational after Palpatine's statues crumble and the Temple is rebuilt, but every time she enters, there are rooms she cannot pass. There are scorch marks Luke refuses to paint over and her bright and smiling face makes him believe that's what her dead friends would have wanted, because even if the sight makes her stomach churn, she knows it's true.

Sometimes there are peaceful evenings in the gardens. Sometimes the laughter of students makes her forget. One day, she even begins to stop hiding her face underneath her hood--

--then the galaxy ends all over again and the Peace Brigade finds her.

In her cell, Ahsoka meditates until they drag her out.

There are two other Jedi caught on the same planet. There is one boy and one girl, and the fire inside of them is something Ahsoka hasn't felt since she was fourteen and running from her troops as hard as her legs could pump.

The guard shoves her by the shoulder (Rex would have been more merciful, she thinks, eyes darting around as she plans their escape, He would have shot me and been done with it) and she catches the apprentices' eyes. They light up even brighter.

Every breath in her lungs is proof that they can make it, too.

Thu, 01 Oct 2009 06:56:46 GMT

1. the TRUTH or DARE meme

2. Here is where my family lives now

3. Hahaha I am the reason prix_etoile is going to get three hours of sleep tonight. That's what she gets for having no Internet.

Sun, 27 Sep 2009 23:30:46 GMT

Ben's girlfriend :|

The desert has turned my black cat gray and my tortie is now monochromatic.

Fri, 25 Sep 2009 04:00:54 GMT

I like Marie Antoinette well enough but no one ever talks about Marie-Therese being such a badass post-Revolution:

In March 1815, Napoléon returned to France and rapidly began to gain supporters and raised an army in the period known as the One Hundred Days. Louis XVIII fled France, but Marie-Thérèse, who was in Bordeaux at the time, attempted to rally the local troops. The troops agreed to defend her but not to cause a civil war with Napoléon's troops. Marie-Thérèse stayed in Bordeaux despite Napoléon's orders for her to be arrested when his army arrived. Believing her cause was lost, and to spare Bordeaux senseless destruction, she finally agreed to leave. Her actions caused Napoléon to remark that she was the "only man in her family."

Is it time to do that fic WIP meme?

These are some quick things for a big Grandaddy Solo AU I will probably never finish, and don't worry, I never use so much unecessary present-tense for anything more than twelve paragraphs. It just makes outlining go faster, okay.

On his first date with Ranica Nret, she pries the story out of him. It feels good to talk about it until she gets tears in her eyes and won't stop hugging him.

At parties, Ranica introduces him to her friends as "the bravest man I've ever known." Jonash chuckles and shifts uncomfortably until their sympathetic, nosey stares encourage him to talk about his childhood.

Then the way she sneers at the frail elderly starts to bothers him. There's a few off-hand racist remarks about bothans from time to time. He doesn't fight it because no one is perfect, he knows, oh, he knows.

He goes to meet her family one summer.

Ranica's mother, sisters and aunts arrange their lawn chairs facing the busy street in their wealthy neighborhood on their planet that's never had famine or concentration camps. The conversation revolves around the speeders driving by far too fast for their liking.

Jonash wants to take Ranica down to the beach and splash in the surf with her, but she's complaining that it's too cold and he offers her his sweater. She wrinkles her nose. It's too ratty.

It's a cool day and the sunlight is illuminating the bright foliage around them. He thanks the ancient gods he doesn't really believe in for the deep breaths going in and out of his body. No one notices when he takes a walk down to the water.

The women never turn their chairs toward the ocean. They just keep staring at the street. He looks at his girlfriend wrapped in an expensive-looking afgan. It's only the fidgeting of youth and smoothness of her face setting her apart in appearance from her aunts.

Jonash wants to tell Ranica to look at the sunset and the sky bleeding into the shimmering horizon line, and be thankful for the life inside of her, but she's too busy pushing buttons on her commlink.

[....]

He doesn't have a family name. It was ripped away when his father and his father's father's bodies were burned. There's just a label; Solo. That's what the red stamp marked on all his papers read.

[....]

He sees Jaina Amsla for the first time when she's charging down the complex stairs. They're too slow; she slides down the banister, doesn't see him around the bend, and knocks him over.

They pick themselves up off the floor and she doesn't apologize. She throws her blonde head back and laughs. A couple friendly slaps on his shoulder, "Have a good day, pal," and then she flies out the lobby door, ponytail bouncing.

[....]

He will see men with shaved heads, hear kids setting off cherry bombs, smell burning meat from a neighbor's barbeque; his stomach always churns until Jaina squeezes his hand.

This was for Polly's garenthegood

"What are you yelling about?" Obi-Wan was flustered as he and the bundle he was carrying strode in.

Siri pointed to the Creche-issued nameplate above Garen's bassinet. "Explain that."

He groaned. "You took an entire week to name him. We're not changing it now."

Siri frowned, yoinking the infant from him. She sat down in the chair and lifted up her tunic. "I wasn't going to choose a name from a kriffing list Adi gave me! I needed time." She gently brushed his downy hair. "You could've named him," She mumbled. "You could have... vetoed my choice."

Obi-Wan shook his head. "No. You decided to give him my last name. I'm not going to name him as well. That wouldn't be fair to you."

For a few moments, she simply stared at her child, still getting used to the proof that her missed cycles were a youngling and not menopause. "He can never know what used to... happen around here."

"We can't lie to him."

"All right, then. You can be the one to tell our son about his namesake's former habits, and the cakes, and the clinic visits--"

"We'll lie."

This one just makes me sad :( But I will include it instead of my Allana AU, because that is even worse.

On the first three anniversaries of Anakin's death, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka ignore the galaxy-wide memorials and hide in their rooms.

Then there's the one year when their mission ends as fast as it started, they're stranded on Sullust for a few extra days, and the Alderaanian Opera is on planet. She surprises him with tickets.

They spill out of the performance hall. He buys Ahsoka her first drink ever during the show and when she starts belting out something Rex taught them during the war, her Master pretends to disapprove until he finds himself joining in. The sidewalk -- which is so blurry and unsteady, how did that happen? -- leads them to a tourist shop and she starts taking holos of Obi-Wan frowning at the wall of silly hats--

-- when she notices the datestamp and freezes.

"I want to go back to the ship," she mumbles, no longer enjoying the light-headed feeling. Obi-Wan puts an arm around her shoulders and they walk back to the hangar. He wants to apologize, but by the time he's prepared the tea, Ahsoka is already fast asleep in her bunk.

You better be proud of our precious girl, wherever you are, Anakin. Obi-Wan switches the light off.

And this; I'm not going anywhere further with it, but lol I am using the concept for something larger just to poke fun over that dead mom of Ben's :(

"You're going to get dirty, Gwandma."

Allana has been living with the Solos for two months and is still trying to understand how her grandmother, a princess just like her, is able to clothe and bathe and feed herself without servants. But gardening? No, a princess does not get down on the ground to play in the weeds. (Even though it looks like so much fun.)

Leia smiles. "Probably."

Allana dangles her feet on the bench in the tiny communal garden atop of the Solos' building.

"It's very pwetty," the five-year-old finally offers. She jumps down and examines the bright red petals closer. "Do you do this ofwen?"

Her grandmother wipes the sweat from her brow and then pats the loose soil around the trunk of the small tree. "Not as much as I should." She reaches into the bag she's brought along to add a dollop of sunscreen to Allana's face and shoulders. The little girl's forehead furrows as the cool cream touches it.

"Well... what's it all for?"

Leia stands back and examines their plot of the garden. "To remember someone," she answers softly.

Allana tilts her head. "That's a weird way. But I like your twee a whole lot."

I found this in one of the files, so it must have been pretty important:

niicoly (6:55:54 PM): lol i just read a some former stra wras author "prayed for ben skywalker's life in utero" when mar mar was pregnant
[...]
polly_moopers (6:58:04 PM): I want to believe the ghost of Padme appeared to her
polly_moopers (6:58:06 PM): coathanger in hand

When I am using a school/public printer and go to collect my pages, I always think, "I have five pleasant daughters! This is mine, and this is mine, and this is mine..." like the Sabbath scene from Fiddler on the Roof. So I went to youtube that and instead I found FIDDLER IN JAPAN

I AM JAZZED TBQH

Tue, 22 Sep 2009 02:03:23 GMT

THANKS

Sat, 19 Sep 2009 06:39:50 GMT

In tonight's installment of NIC SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED TO CROSS THE STREET BY HERSELF

Me: That's weird. Rachel. Rachel come over here. Rachel, do you hear that beeping noise?
Rachel: What noise?
Me: I'm trying to plug the toaster in. But the outlet keeps beeping at me. I've tried every single one in the kitchen. They're all beeping. Do you think we need to reset them.
Rachel: Are you sure that's not the toaster just switching on?
Me: ........
Rachel: Aww. It just wanted to say hi to youuu~
Me: D:

I AM LEARNING ABOUT PENTASURFACES. PLEASE CLICK IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO LEARN ABOUT PENTASURFACES ALONG WITH ME.

c/o snarkel

Wed, 16 Sep 2009 22:18:27 GMT

Michelle's just jealous. :|

Tue, 15 Sep 2009 04:02:03 GMT

Well boy howdy it's a meme from prix_etoile

1. Reply to this post and I will pick six of your icons.
2. Make a post including this info and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending circle of icon glee!

I love Mark and I love Carrie and newspapers are good too. It looks like she is pointing out something very obvious or is probably teaching him how to read.

For times when I'm really stressed but happy and need a reminder, because really, who the hell could ever actually mean this

This series is pretty and someone should do the same with clonetroopers-- FFFF I AM STARTING TO CARE ABOUT THEM >(

Looks cool and creeps people out~

So my ex-best friend from tenth grade is in a Facebook group with the same name, except with Texas. I made this because Coruscant is a million times better than Texas.

Bail is ♥ and Yoda thinks he has a pretty mouth.

I started a new job on Friday and, oh my god, it has been a lovely whirlwind. I didn't even know it was available twenty-four hours before I started working. I'm keying greenscreens and rotoscoping for a pre-vis house and I. am. having. a. blast. The people I work with are amazing and so friendly.

Lmfao you guys you guyssss there is already a Wookieepedia article for Anji.