June 1st 2017

So I changed my "display name", in People suck. Cats are awesome. Dogs are alright.

•  June 1, 2017, 1:32 p.m.
 
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because seeing it used as a proper name in a sentence looked ridiculous. I’m still an aspie with antisocial traits due to abuse, but now someone can use my display name to refer to me without it looking stupid.

Asenath Waite is one of a very few named female characters in H.P. Lovecraft’s work. She has Innsmouth blood, so she’s immortal, (and destined to become aquatic), but her body is permanently possessed by her grandfather, because he’s dedicated his lifelong studies to avoiding death.

And I put a link to my Etsy shop in my description, so anybody who uses Google proficiently can easily find my full name. I’m not bothered by that. There are more than a dozen people with my name in the city where I live, alone, so it’s not as if it makes me easy to find and harass; and even if it did: 1. There’s a camera on the front of my house. 2. I have no social life to ruin, or job to lose; and 3. I might even be entertained if I had a stalker. I’ve got a pit bull, a hatchet, a reasonably imposing husband, and “castle law”, (as in, we can kill you, if you’re on our property), is well established here.

I also changed my picture, because the old one was just a meme, and I never intended to leave it in the first place; and I replaced the quote of the undead warlock from a now-nearly-defunct webcomic, to a more respectable and fitting one. The new picture is one of my mini-paintings.

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Just for the sake of continuity, last night I started painting little boards, (as in maybe 4”x10”), to look like Halloween tombstones. I’ll put three or four in the corner of the flower bed, where the vine was growing from. I’m thinking tiny nails, wire, and large sticks on the back, to keep them in the ground.

One of them will memorialize the vine, as per the suggestion of Carolina, the others will just have generic funny epitaphs. The one for the vine will sit directly in front of where it grew, so the asshat next door will know what it means; but anybody else will (theoretically) just think it’s part of my out-of-season Halloween-thing.

I bought some little wooden tags shaped like hands coming out of the ground. I’ll paint those to look like little zombie hands, and put a few of those out there, too. And I already have a couple extra solar lights, and plenty of fake spider webs.

And if the moron next door touches it, I’ll have his fat, pasty, ass on film, er, an SD card. - The loss of cassettes as a storage medium means that you can no longer say “I’ve got it on tape”. I guess I could say “I’ll have him on DVD”, but it doesn’t sound as good, does it? Not as satisfying. Besides which, I far and away prefer SD cards to bulky, scratchable discs. They hold more, they’re easier to store and carry, and they’re harder to accidentally render useless.

Now I have to go let the gargoyle, (read: dog), out, and check the mail. Yay for mundanity.