wasthecuteone: (about to start yelling)
So by now you've probably seen the comment redesign. If you haven't, go look. I'll wait.

Yeah.

Okay, so. Since it went live, I cannot comment. The 'post new comment' button literally does nothing when I click it. As does the icon selection button, which I hear is a disaster anyway.

Without comments, I don't see how I can possibly RP. So I'm on unwilling hiatus until this gets fixed. I'm hoping that happens quickly. If it doesn't...I don't know what I'll do. Cry a lot, probably.

I love all y'all. Here's hoping it at least lets me post this...

EDIT: Just so everyone knows, this workaround does work. Obviously it's not ideal, but it works and I can comment again.
wasthecuteone: (seriously?)
Petra was almost ready to head out to catch her train to Providence, and she hoped Dany was, too. She had given thought to the portal thing, because of the dragons, but she totally didn't trust them after everything recently. And air travel was right out both due to cost and the dragons. Technically Amtrak should have been too, but shhhh. All she had left to do was go over her stuff to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. "Christmas presents are packed," she mumbled to herself, "laptop's packed and my knitting's in the laptop case, meds are in Holly Go-Overnightly with my makeup..." she unzipped the overnight case to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. Everything was there, including her toothbrush. And she was pretty sure she'd planned her clothes well, plus she had winter clothes left at home she was planning on bringing back with her in a second suitcase. Still, she had room left, which made her feel like she'd forgotten something. Like, a lot of space. She could probably fit more clothes and another pair of shoes in there.

Oh, that reminded her! Her new shoes! Petra turned toward the closet to get them and saw...a fruitcake sitting on her desk. She'd left the door open, so she supposed someone could have dropped it off, but there wasn't a tag on it, and also, why? But she shrugged and packed it into her bag. Maybe her parents would need a regift available.

Then she opened her closet to get the boots (and her coat to wear on the trip) and found another fruitcake sitting on the closet floor. "Okaaaaaaaay," she said slowly, looking around for a possible culprit. "Very funny!" She sounded unsure of that.

((Open door, open post! Petra's heading out for the holidays! Obviously I'll be going to bed soonish, but I'll be around in the morning!))
wasthecuteone: (omgyay smile)
To: FH Student Body
From: Petra West
Subject: I'm Throwing My Own Birthday Party & I Don't Care If You Think That's Tacky

Hi, everyone!

Soooo, yeah, what it says in the subject. I'm turning seventeen on Thursday, and I'm throwing myself a party! It will be on the sixth floor of the dorms, because come on, there's a ball pit, Thursday evening from, say, sevenish to whenever we get tired and go back to our rooms, and you don't have to bring presents or anything if you don't want to! You don't even have to know me, I totally don't care. Just come and have some cake and some fun.

See you there!
Petra

((Open to e-mailed replies.))
wasthecuteone: (Petra looks wry)
The part where her roommate was a dragon and Petra was now responsible for four teacup dragons had thrown her a little off-schedule, and she was only now getting around to designing and printing fliers announcing the planned door-decorating contest. She had originally intended to glitter them up to attract notice before posting, but with the dragon situation, she thought that was a little overoptimistic. Right now, she was just hoping that the dragons wouldn't set her fliers on fire before she could post them, and that, while she was out posting them, that they wouldn't destroy anything.

Okay, they weren't that bad, but leaving them alone made her a little nervous. There were four of them. And they listened to Daenerys way better than they listened to her, she swore. "I'm doing my best here, I hope you know that," she told the dragons.

((Mostly for one of the dragons. No, not that one, the other one. Door closed but knockable, though!))
wasthecuteone: (sitting lotus style)
After her class with the teachers of UST-for-great-justice, Petra had gone back to her room, missing her parents and Tiara and feeling kind of low. Since that was completely unproductive, she decided to do something. Sew something, maybe. Or, wait, she had a better idea. Like most of the world, she'd missed out on Missoni for Target, which was tragic, because Target fashion was about as far as her budget extended most of the time. But that was fine, because she was a DIY-er. She'd make her own damn scarf. And then maybe a hat and some armwarmers, too, if she got really excited.

She hauled the box containing yarn and knitting and crocheting stuff out from under her bed and settled down to make critical pattern and color combination decisions. Anyone walking by in the hallway who happened to look in would find Petra sitting on the floor, surrounded by what looked like the scene of a yarn bomb explosion and deep in thought, with this 'Lady Gaga' person Kenzi had introduced her to's music wafting at a respectful-of-her-neighbors volume from her laptop.

((Open door, open post!))
wasthecuteone: (Default)
During a lull in the picnic, Petra slipped off to find her room and fire off a quick e-mail to her friends to keep them appraised of the 'I might have accidentally sent myself to an asylum,' situation.

E-mail under here! )
wasthecuteone: (an even bigger chocolate bar for me?)
Checking in with Petra West from Beauty Queens by Libba Bray, which you should all really have read by now. If you haven't, well, what are you waiting for? Go, go, I'll wait! And then you should come back and app all of Petra's fellow Teen Dreamers. Even Taylor. Maybe especially Taylor.

Okay, no, I am going to give you the swoo on Petra. But you really should read the book. It's amazeballs. It's also full of awesome footnotes, which explains a lot about this entry.

The Corporation: Because Your Life Can Always Be Better(TM) )
IT'S MISS TEEN DREAM, BITCHES! )
Miss Teen Dream Fun Facts Page! )

Voicemail

Aug. 18th, 2011 02:03 am
wasthecuteone: (Default)
"You've reached Petra West. I'm not here right now, but if you leave a message with your name and number I'll get back to you when I can and if I feel like it.

"Oh, I'm still not giving interviews, and if this is anyone from The Corporation, I refer you once again to our lawyers."

It's a disclaimer get in the car )
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