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kin_you_bi @ 2018-12-05T09:28:00

2018-12-04T22:58:24Z

In the wake of the great Tumblr collapse of ‘18, I guess I should dust off this blog, huh?

I’m currently doing a backup and cross post of everything I want to keep from Tumblr to here, my Pillowfort (https://www.pillowfort.io/dancinkatie) and AO3 (https://archiveofourown.org/users/dancink/profile). I’ll also be changing my username here to either dancink or dancinkatie as soon as my pay clears next week.

I’m probably going to ‘live’ at Pillowfort, and cross post here for now. Just covering all my bases, since you can never predict where fandom is going to migrate to next (PLS NO DISCORD OR TWITTER. I HATE CHAT ROOMS. I AM OLD WITH SLOW REFLEXES).

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kin_you_bi @ 2011-07-20T12:55:00

2011-07-20T03:26:58Z

Therapy is hard work, y'all.

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Ok ok I give

2011-06-27T21:34:30Z

Jon Walker deserves some kind of award, right? I mean, it must be taxing being the most passive-aggressive dude in Chicago.

(I still really, really love the dude. Obviously this says something about me. Also: hi new fic re-writes! Jon needs to stop giving me material already.)

(Also of interest: O HAI BABY WILLIAM BECKETT AND BABY JON WALKER. I think you were thinking about drugs.)

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OMIGOD WTF IDEK OK?

2011-06-22T12:06:46Z

To be filed under "oh my god, what is wrong with your brain?": Gerard Way as Little Orphan Annie. Grant Morrison as Daddy Warbucks.

::facepalms::

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Untitled Frank/Mikey commentfic

2011-06-14T03:18:25Z

As vaguely promised, here's the commentfic I wrote for turps at her dreamwidth, properly posted and with the missing Ray & Frank bits. And spellchecked as well! \o/

Frank is so, so terminally stupid.

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kin_you_bi @ 2011-05-31T21:13:00

2011-05-31T12:14:44Z

Vegetarian(ish) Lasagne Pie

Sometimes I cook things and they actually come out looking kinda vaguely like they did in the magazine. Even though I made a tonne of substitutions. And have an oven that has no real temperature gauge or even temperature regulation (my oven is either ON or OFF.) And tend to forget to set the timer.

Generally this means the meal will taste like cardboard. But not this time, for this is deliciousness indeed. I WIN THE WORLD. \o/

A proper post is forthcoming all about the, oh, ten billion years that have past since I last posted. Expect it sometime 2012. ;-) Quick spoilers: work/sick/work/still sick/betaing/work/omigod still sick/work/mountains of antibiotics/betaing under the influence/work. Also, I did some knitting in there as well.

*I have an android phone now and use it to take pretentious hipster photos, which can be found here. I keep it pretty isolated from fandom so don't feel obligated to follow it or whatever.

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kin_you_bi @ 2011-05-13T21:04:00

2011-05-13T12:08:03Z

SO WHEN IS SOMEONE GOING TO WRITE THE BANDOM/EUROVISION FUSION FIC?

Come on. You know Gabe would rock that shit.

If it wasn't completely self-indulgent, I'd totally work Gee&Ten accidentally land backstage at Eurovision into the Gee&Ten fic. Maybe an outtake? Can I write an outtake for a fic that's languishing away on my harddrive?

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O HAI!

2011-04-30T10:09:22Z

Ok, so maybe it's more Pretty in Pink than Killjoys. I DON'T CARE. TEENAGE ME IS SO JEALOUS.

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I'm fairly sure this is relevant to all our interests.

2011-02-21T12:12:18Z

Now which gay pirate au to re-read first?

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Yeah, I don't even know.

2011-02-20T06:05:04Z

JON WALKER: ACCIDENTAL HOME EC TEACHER has somehow morphed into actual fic. Actual fic I'm 3000 words into. And I've only just gotten to the actual accidental home ec teacher part.

Oops?

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Mememememememememe

2011-02-15T14:41:00Z

Everyone's doing it: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

1. geeway as ten's last companion fic you aren't writing
2. baby fic you aren't writing
3. POSITIVE! is the MOTTO!
4. JON WALKER: ACCIDENTAL HOME EC TEACHER
5. Lord Kitchener's Daily Graft
6. Killjoys verse because Turps is a bad bad influence and so is Turlough
7. mikey/patrick fic you aren't writing
8. CASABLANCA in SPACE!!!
9. Weirdo-Tok'ra-Waylians!!!

(Please note: all of these are not!fic, except for the Geeway&Ten one. And most will NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY EVER. But feel free to ask me about them, I enjoy not!ficcing in comments.)

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kin_you_bi @ 2010-12-19T02:56:00

2010-12-18T16:57:17Z

...oh hai, internet. Whassup?

Yeah. So I've been super crazy busy this past little while, sorry! I've been kinda vaguely keeping up with my flist/droll, but not in any real meaningful way, so I hope you've all been well and this holiday season's been going well for y'all so far. I don't really celebrate Christmas as such, but I hope that those of you who do are enjoying all the carols and cards and trees and what-not. I'm looking forward to heading down the coast to my folks for the Christmas break for some good food and a little wine and a lot of dvd marathons (the Die Hard Quartet is a Christmas tradition in our house. And The Fifth Element. And... actually, we just watch a lot of Bruce Willis. At Christmas. As you do.)

Anyway, I was hoping to post some Jon Walker: Accidental Home Ec Teacher tonight, but then I didn't actually write anything. So yeah. Instead I sat around being bored, alternating re-reading the Buffy season 8 comics with random bouts of cleaning until my partner in musical crime messaged me and invited me over for 'you know, whatever'. I took the uke with me in the hopes we'd do some more work on a particular song I've been working on (part of current preoccupiedness has been due to the fact that Andi and I have started actually writing original material, which is scary and wild and crazy), but instead we just mucked about with some covers.

By 'mucked about', I mean, 'arranged & recorded a 1930's country version of My Chemical Romance's House of Wolves, in which I sing with a really odd blues tone and Andi plays the Banjolele and we take the song to places MCR never, ever intended.' Also, there's a tamborine. Because that's just how we roll.

And then because I'm crazy, and because it's like, 3am, and also I'm crazy, I uploaded it for you all to hear.

We sung at my notebook computer with audacity running, so the mic is terrible, and the tamborine is waaay too loud against the banjolele and my voice (I think we'll either use a shaker or I'll just click my fingers if we ever perform this.) Also, my voice is way wobbly. And weird. But it was fun! House of Wolves is a pretty easy song to adapt, btw - it really only took us about twenty minutes to get the chords arranged, we simplified some bits and changed the progression in others, but it's still insanely recognisable. I'm a little bummed we had to take the S I N uh S I N bit out, but it just was not going to fit in.

So yeah. That's what I did today. How was/is your day, internet? I'm now off to bed, as it's Sunday now, and later today I have to get up and then do the work I brought home from work. And possibly do the dishes.

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Watch me be awkward! It'll be fun.

2010-10-20T00:10:04Z

Seriously, seriously awkward. Look at me eyeball the camera! I'm kinda embarrassed for video-self. And poor Andi still can't look at the camera without breaking out into giggles. Collectively, we're the lamest psudo-bandlike-duoish thing ever.

Anyway, I got the two vids we recorded last Sat uploaded this morning. First up we have Honolulu Baby, in which I play a lonely maraca. This is an old, old song - Laurel and Hardy old. And yes, this is the hawaiian shirt I scoured op-shops for. I kinda love it a lot.

Secondly, we have Jolene. This is still a work in progress - Dolly Parton is hard, yo, and all kinds of badass, but this is approximately ten billion times better than when we first started with this song some four months ago.

Ooy. ::facepalms::

So anyway, now that I've thoroughly embarrassed myself, I'm going to get back to watching Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull. It's terrible, you guys. I love it.

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kin_you_bi @ 2010-10-18T23:12:00

2010-10-18T12:42:25Z

Regardless of what the previous (flocked - what's the term on DW?) post may have lead anybody to believe, today was a Good Day (tm). (Just the fact that I made that last post - even though it took me five hours - is a pretty good indication that today was a much better mental health day.) I got three whole loads of laundry done, and I have a load of tights in the machine rinsing right now, which is possibly a new laundry record. I've also got a huuuuuge pot of fish&vegie chowder on the stove, so I'll have actual healthy food for the next week. And I'm about to go wash some dishes and start up a batch of yoghurt. At, like, eleven o'clock at night. Whatever, progress is progress, even if it's nocturnal.

Speaking of DW, I'm pretty sure I'm going to stop cross-posting to LJ. As a general rule I'm not going to be locking anything at DW, so LJ people can totally follow me via a feed, and I'll still keep the LJ for flisty purposes. Just, you know, not post to it? IDEK, LJ kinda wiggs me out these days, but I'm not sure yet if it's because many things wigg me these days, or if it's an actual LJ problem.

On to more awesome things: I've been practising away on my ukulele, and I've been getting pretty close to having the riff for Johnny and Mary by Robert Palmer down. Not that it's the worlds most complicated riff ever, but it took some fiddling to convert it to something appropriate for the uke and involved me remembering how to read sheet music again (Every Good Bob Deserves Fellatio is totally the most awesome mnemonic ever, btw. Teach it to all your kids!), so I'm appropriately proud of myself. Now it's just practice practice practice til I can keep up the tempo and sing at the same time. I'm aiming to get it down within two weeks, so that Andi and I can make it the next song we record. We re-recorded Jolene and Honolulu Baby on Sat, but Jolene is still a work in progress for me on the uke front - I can strum the chords fine, but I think it needs something more, and that something is kinda in my head but I can't quite get it out yet.

(I'll totally post the vids, btw, as soon as Andi and I get them uploaded. Andi's having problems with her mac, so I might end up having to upload them myself, which means there will be zero editing because I don't have any video editing software on the notebook.)

I'm also still fiddling around with Perfect Day by Lou Reed - I have dreams that involve a baritone ukulele, strung like a bass guitar, which I have already dubbed the Basskulele, upon which I shall pluck an awesome bass line whilst Andi strums the main chords and we trill along absolutely nothing like Lou does, but these dreams shall have to wait until I've picked up the xylophone from layby, and have any form of disposable income - so for now I'm deconstructing the piano melody into something pluckable.

I just dished up my fish/vegie chowder. I tweeked the recipe this time, and I'm not sure it worked - I didn't have any bacon, and I used just plain milk & water instead of milk & light&creamy & water, and it's ok, but not the greatest. I'm trying to cut out pork from my diet as the piggery industry in Australia is utterly horrible, I might have to investigate some fake!bacon or something. ::ponders::

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kin_you_bi @ 2010-10-12T10:25:00

2010-10-11T23:57:13Z

I committed more words of the porn-like persuasion!

Guys! Guys! What's up with that? I don't even write porn.

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Random post is random, yo.

2010-10-10T05:06:50Z

The original Casino Royale - you know, the Peter Sellers one - is on my tv right now. Buying the set top box was such a bad idea - all those extra digital channels mean an insane amount of awesome tv, and by awesome I mean Resident Evil movies on a tuesday night when I should be going to bed. And apparently I'm a male aged 18-49, because the new 7mate channel is my new best friend, and I was all about to protest the sexist nature of a free-to-air channel targeted just at men, but I got distracted by the Knight Rider / A Team / That 70's Show / How I Met Your Mother / Scrubs nightly lineup.

Anyway. I was going to do so much today - housework, and more unpacking/moving furniture (no, I didn't move house. I just moved everything within my house so that I could turn the major living space into a studio. A studio I'll work in when I've finished unpacking and I'm not being distracted by tv.) Instead I'm watching crazy 60's spy spoofs in my dressing gown and trying not to be ambushed by random fic ideas (when the idea of Spencer Smith making a great Mata Bond comes to mind, you know you've watched too much tv. Also, I've inadvertently watched so many Eat, Pray, Love ads that I want a MCR version, even though I've never read the book and have no interest in ever doing so.)

(Also: MCR Practical Magic AU. Bert's the douchebag ex Gerard and Mikey accidentally kill. Pete's dead too! Ray's the cowboy cop! I fear for my brain sometimes.)

(Speaking of random fic ideas: I'm thinking about a comm for bandom bunnies, so those of us who get ten billion ideas a day they have no interest in actually writing can give them to people who want to write but have no ideas. Or maybe a not!fic comm? I don't know, I want these ideas outta my head, other people writing them would really only be a bonus.)

I should probably go do something productive. Or have lunch at least.

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Rec me some comms?

2010-10-09T14:22:15Z

..."2001: A Space Odyssey" just came on the tele. I was totally about to go to bed too. Oh well. ::gets self ready for late night::

Anyway, totally not what I was going to post about. So I'm slowly making the transition to Dreamwidth as my primary homebase and my reading page is looking a little empty. Can any of you dw peeps recommend some bandom-related comms I should be joining? I'm going to be switching to dw permanently over the next few months - I was keeping the lj mainly for my flist, which was easy to read on my phone using the mobile version of the site, however the new version is completely borked on my phone. I'm setting up feeds so I can keep track of those of you who are still using lj, but I'm not going to do the same with all the comms if there are equivalent comms on dw already.

I forgot this film is basically classical music clips. And silly 60's 'space age' costuming. I'm kinda bored - needs moar monkeys!

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kin_you_bi @ 2010-09-04T18:37:00

2010-09-04T09:56:20Z

OMIGOD HI WORLD.

I have missed the internet SO MUCH, guys, you don't even know. Seriously, I have no access at home AGAIN (3 can go die in a hole or something), plus I've just been super busy for the past however-long-its-been (a month? Seriously? ::boggles::). Please assume I have missed EVERYTHING, EVER. I don't even want to look at my flist, it's probably at skip=eleventybillion. The only reason I'm even on right now is that there's a blackout in my neighborhood, so I'm at the Macca's eating dinner and whoring their bandwidth, so the likelihood that I'm gonna catch up on my flist anytime soon is slight. Sorry guys! I love you all, truly!

( Anyway. Have a summation of my month in dotpoints )

ETA: Got home and the power was still not on, so I drove to cinema and bought a ticket for Inception. Found out their power had only just come on (apparently the staff danced about in the dark for two and a half hours). Anyway, I had about a forty minute wait for the movie, so I played Risk on my mobile phone and contemplated what flavor choc top I wanted. Then, just as I was walking up to the screens (coffee choc top in hand), we were told that the power outtage fucked up the screen Inception was going to be shown on, so they would either swap our tickets for something else or refund. I messaged my workmate/boss who lives around the corner from me to find out that yes, our suburb was still blacked out, so then I decided I'd swap my tickets for Salt - which was going to be on in another half hour.

So: still waiting to see a movie. Lucky bonus: they decided to refund tickets anyway and comp the Salt showing. So after all that I'm seeing a movie for $4. BUT STILL NO INCEPTION.

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... At Swing Sesh grad night.

2010-08-12T13:01:55Z

Oh sweet lord that was terrifying.

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And this is why I shouldn't sing when I have a cold...

2010-08-05T10:46:58Z

So. That bandish-duoish thing I'm kinda in? We recorded a little vid for YouTube. Partially for the practice, but mainly just because we could. This song is probably not going to end up in our standard set list because it doesn't actually sit that well in either of our vocal ranges (part of that is because we keep wanting to sing like Bowie, because, damn, who doesn't want to sing like Bowie? Nobody, that's who), but we tend to break this one out as a warmup, and I like clapping like a seal so we chose to record it anyway. Anyway, without further ado, "Modern Love" by David Bowie, as sung by Kate & Andi (psst I'm the one in the red stripy top who's clapping like a seal. Try it it's fun!):

Next week we're performing at the SwingSesh Grad night, but we aren't performing this - we're definitely doing "Honolulu Baby" and possibly "Jolene", if we don't get boo'd off-stage (and if I manage to keep this cold from developing into a sinus infection).

(Still working on JON WALKER: ACCIDENTAL HOME EC TEACHER. Gabe and Cash keep taking the narrative hostage. Also, got distracted by actual knitting.)

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I make all my posts in list format as it means I don't have to write appropriate segues.

2010-08-02T03:58:51Z

1. I have a cold. This isn't in itself worrying - it's August, the tail-end of winter, if I didn't have a cold it'd be a miracle - except colds frequently turn into sinus infections, which frequently turn into laryngitis. And I have to sing in public in a week and a bit. So I'm off to go get decongestants and betadine throat gargle and am inspecting all my tissues for yellow snot.

2. Jon Walker: Accidental Home Ec teacher is still coming. I'll probably finish it tonight, after I've done all the chores I have to do today.

3. Chores to do today before going back to work tomorrow: laundry. Mop kitchen. Ring potential roommates. Bag up oranges for soon-to-be-ex boss HOLD UP WHAT IS THIS MY PHONE IS RINGING AS I'M WRITING THIS POST OH IT'S THE EX-BOSS CALLING TO TELL ME NOT TO BOTHER COMING IN THIS WEEK AT ALL EXCEPT TO HAND IN KEYS. Even though we organised that my last day would be Friday. RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE.

3.5. Chores to do today, amended: Roll about in bed all day. Contemplate shower at about 4pm. Stress about how I'm going to pay bills next week.

4. Last Sat night I went to my best boy friend's 25th birthday/going away party, since he's moving to Sydney to go find an all-new pool of attractive boys to sleep with and never call again. The ex was there, naturally, and I was very apprehensive of this, we haven't seen each other since I inadvertently (and drunkenly) snubbed her a year and a half ago (I still maintain that it's perfectly acceptable to not recognise the woman you dated/lived with for three years after not seeing her for a year, her dying her hair black, and then bumping into each other in a dark club when you aren't wearing any glasses and have drunk half a bottle of scotch, but whatever.) Anyway, after about twenty minutes of awkward ignoring each other, we made sheepish eye-contact; three hours later we were sitting next to each other at a table with some other friends (including the guy she drunkenly cheated on me with), laughing and chatting and reminiscing, wtf. I didn't once want to pick up a chair and hit her with it. I think I've grown as a person? And I was sober, too. I feel Gerard would be proud. This is a good thing, you know, being as I'm now in a band with her best friend and all.

5. Aaaaaaages ago I had this dream where I was in a indie/folk band with me on ukulele, Bob on drums, Alicia on acoustic bass, and Mikey on banjo. It was amazingly awesome. Then I made that Ray&Ukulele manip, and, well:

I'm sorry, Mikey Way. Steven Martin was the only banjo'er whose body your head would fit on. Although I could have used this.

And on that note I'm going to go make another coffee and idly contemplate showering. And maybe eat an orange? IDK, apparently I have an entire week of joblessness to fill, I wouldn't want to do anything rash.

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KATE 1 UNIVERSE NOTHING OMIGOD I WIN!YAY!LOLLERSKATES!

2010-07-30T06:24:14Z

Firstly: WOULD YOU LIKE SOME ORANGES? Seriously, my trees have exploded with them. Those bags were what I harvested today, and there is still easily twice that again on there. And I've been eating oranges for weeks now. COME AND GET YOUR VITAMIN C HERE FOLKS.

Secondly: hi to nimmy and tabula_x_rasa /
tabula_x_rasa ! ::waves:: I find it incredibly amusing that it was my manip of Ray and his Ukulele that convinced you two to add me, btw. Expect more insanity!

Thirdly: There will be JON WALKER: ACCIDENTAL HOME EC TEACHER not!fic sometime over the next few days. Possibly tonight. Also, I'll be reworking/reorganising/reposting the entirety of the This Ain't A Scene (It's a Stitch n Bitch, Baby) universe at some point, so that all the coda's from the comments will be easily accessible. And perhaps posting elsewhere? IDK, I feel weird posting not!fic to comms, so maybe not. That's totally the official title of this thing, btw - why is it that the fic listed under the 'fic you did not write (and will not write again)' heading in my tomboy notes has a title, yet the Gee&Ten fic I'm actually meant to be working on is still known as the 'Gee&Ten' fic?

Fourthly: Things I have done today: Got out of bed at decent time. Did dishes. Did some mucking about in the garden. Had unit inspection. Ran about giving neighbors oranges. Got offered (and accepted) a new job. YES THAT'S RIGHT I GOT POACHED MOTHERFUCKERS. Take that, bastards who cut my hours for no reason at all and won't let me wear pants unless I wear heels. The new job will be much the same as the current job, but down at the bay, in the one store only, working with my old manager/bestest workbud Chloe & her Aunt, permanant full-time, set roster, two days off a week, no more friday nights, sick leave, annual leave, etc etc. Also, everything in the store was sourced in Paris. And there's an entire rack of hipster glasses I'll get to parade about the store. ALSO I GET TO WEAR PANTS IF I WANT. OR A TUTU. WIN.

Off to go drop in new lease agreement and a bag of oranges to the real estate office that handles my unit, then get the meal I like to refer to as 'linner', then work. WHERE I WILL HAND IN MY WEEK'S NOTICE. BOOYAH.

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SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK

2010-07-27T17:20:03Z

( This Ain't a Scene (It's a Stitch & Bitch, Baby) )

AND THEY ALL LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER OMIGOD IT'S TWO THIRTY AM AGAIN.

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Not!Fic! Frankie Iero: Knitwear Designer

2010-07-26T05:55:03Z

Yeah, so today I was going to do housework, epic amounts of housework. Instead I apparently wrote 1985 words of Frankie Iero: Knitwear Designer not!fic. Which also, apparently, includes porn. Yeah, IDEK.

Unbeta'd, rated NC17 for porn (of both the yarn and sex varieties.) FIRST PORN EVER. I feel all growed up.

( So Gerard's a photographer for Vogue, right? )

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Ahahahahahahahahaha no.

2010-07-24T08:47:49Z

Photoshop is fun, y'all.

(Related to this: it's really hard to find a hawaiian shirt in the middle of winter. I want a blue one kinda like the one Gerard's been wearing about ComicCon (being in the MyChem fandom means always having a reason to say "oh Gerard!") to go with my new vintage-esque sailor pants for a certain, um, debut performance of the band I may be in, and I can not find one anywhere. I'm probably going to have to find one on ebay. Stupid thrift stores hiding all the summer clothes.)

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