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Music meme

Ganked from asinpterodactyl!

Step 1: Put your music player on shuffle.
Step 2: Post the first line (or first and second line if it's completely impossible) from the first 30 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
I'm going to jump on the bandwagon and pick lines from any location in the songs to make things more interesting. Otherwise, #2, #14, and #26 would be even more ridiculously easy than they already are, if that's possible.
Step 3: Strike out the songs when someone guesses both artist and title correctly. (Artist isn't important on covers, though, 'cause that's just unfair.)
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!
Step 5: If you like the game post your own!


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ETA: I'll be incredibly surprised if anyone guesses 16 or 27 (because they're very obscure, and 16 isn't my usual musical taste) or 28 (because while I think a lot of people know this song, the lyrics are nigh incomprehensible except for the part where they sing the title. And no, it's not "Louie, Louie").
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Well, the quest for a house is pretty much ended. Turns out that having a baby is really, really, REALLY expensive. I don't mean taking care of the baby; that hasn't been bad at all because Billy's got grandparents who spoil him rotten. I mean actually having the baby. L & D costs are insane, and down payments are insane, and our nest egg is unfortunately quite sane. It's a bit of a disappointment, but also a bit of a relief; house-hunting is stressful, and every time we went to look at a house, I was terrified that I would fall in love with it and we wouldn't be able to afford it.

But, in happier news, the quest for a house has given way to the quest for an affordable two-bedroom apartment in our city (because we REALLY like our area, especially our church), and that quest has ended in a much happier way! A two-bedroom in our apartment building's much cheaper sister complex is opening in the beginning of March, and we're getting it. (For those of you who've visited Tom and me, it's in those red brick low-rise apartments down the road from our building, across the street from Giant.) Not only is it bigger than our current place, but it's $100 a month cheaper, and we still have the same management team that knows and likes us (and who we know and like, for that matter). Score!

I have mixed feelings about moving. I'm excited to be moving to a bigger place, because our apartment is way too small for us now. I trip over Billy's things every time I try to move around in here, and I haven't been able to play my keyboard since August because there wasn't room in the bedroom for both it and the crib. This is the first Christmas since I was seven where I didn't get to play carols. But on the other hand, we've lived here for two and a half years, almost since Tom and I got married. This is home, and Billy's never even going to remember it. I know we have to move, but it's still a little sad. I think I'll feel better once our stuff is moved out, though, because I felt the same way when we left our tiny, tiny place in Baltimore until we cleared it out and it looked like some random empty apartment. (It may backfire, because that actually made me sadder when I moved out of Kenyon--"MY DORM IS EMPTY AND I'LL NEVER COME BACK AGAIN!!!!"--but I doubt it. I like this place and all, but Kenyon it ain't.)
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Finally changing my default icon, for a couple of reasons:

1) I love Buffy and all, but I think Utena is my new #1 crack addiction.

2) As my understanding of the relationship between my sexuality and my faith becomes less Andrew Sullivan and more Eve Tushnet, a Tillow icon doesn't really describe who I am anymore. (Being married to a dude is also part of that. I post on pregnancy and breastfeeding communities and wonder if people think Billy was conceived through artificial insemination.) This is clearly a change from that, because really, what could be more blazingly heteronormative than Utena?

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(And this isn't even counting all the male-on-male Touga-Saionji goodness. I just couldn't find any good pictures of them. Seriously, Touga and Saoinji, just make out already.)

Hey, I said I was rethinking my theology of being bi, not that I was straight all of a sudden.
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The world needs more copyeditors.

"Two years after they handed President Barack Obama a sweeping electoral victory -- and four years after turning control of Congress over to the Democrats in frustration over Bush Administration policies -- the president and his party are now the source of an even deeper frustration for a growing number of Americans." (http://news.yahoo.com/s/ynews_excl/ynews_excl_pl3552)

So . . . wait. The president and his party handed President Barack Obama a sweeping electoral victory? I mean, I guess they did, since Obama's the one who did all the campaigning and members of his party were more likely to vote for him than non-members, but I don't think that's what the article meant to say.
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1) Off to Ocean City--back Tuesday! (Not that it'll make much of a difference in how often I post, since I'm mostly Facebooking now, but it'll make a difference in how often I comment.)

2) For those who are more Livejournally than Facebooky, I already made this shameless plug on Facebook, but the magazine with my story in it is now available on either the magazine's Web site (www.talesofthetalisman.com) or Amazon. It's cheaper on their Web site, though. This isn't going to feel real until I get my contributor's copy. I've gotten too many rejection slips for this not to be a complex practical joke of some kind.
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WOOOOO-HOOOOOO!

Publication number two--I have another short story that'll be appearing in a Christian science fiction/fantasy anthology coming out in July! (I found out yesterday, and I think I've reached the point where I can form coherent sentences now . . .)

If any of you heard me talking about the one where I was going for Brigadoon meets Canticle for Leibowitz, it's that one.

WMSS
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Lessons from the board game Lord of the Rings: The Confrontation (think Stratego with LotR characters):

1) It's a miracle the Fellowship ever won. (Of course, this theme is emphasized in pretty much any LotR board game.) I think that the right kind of player could curb-stomp Mordor with the Fellowship, but that player isn't me.

2) The Fellowship's victory was built on a pile of corpses from suicide bombers. There comes a point in the game where the only thing that half the Fellowship is good for is smacking them down with a "noble sacrifice" card to kill them and their opponent. Merry, I'm looking at you.

3) Saruman is a bastard.

4) No, really, Saruman is a bastard. Every piece has a special power, usually revolving around some sort of instant kill or unusual way of attacking (i.e. Gimli instantly kills orcs, the flying Nazgul can basically go anywhere on the board he wants, etc.). Saruman's power basically boils down to "instantly kill anyone but Gandalf, Boromir, and maybe--MAYBE--Sam."

It's a very, very fun game, but dang, I made a lot of hobbits kill themselves last night.