Here it is at last, my unboxing of Vice Quadrant. Sorry that yesterday’s link didn’t work. It should be fine now.

Once again, props to everyone[and please tell Steve someone did the thing]: bunnybennett, davidmichaelbennett, samhears, seapeny, camiyak, Steve Negrete (the one true dragon) and anyone else I may have missed [sorry I don’t know your tumblrs]

Yo, I made VQ video (sort of)

Video available on YouTube here.

Yeah, I did an unboxing video. Props to bunnybennett, davidmichaelbennett, samhears, seapeny, camiyak, Steve Negrete (the one true dragon) and anyone else behind the scenes who may or may not have a blog here.

You’re all made of awesome and so is this album.

For the record, the album arrived yesterday, during the Day of Silence, so I couldn’t nerd out here like I wanted to.

Day 14 of mail-watching

Getting desperate. Filed a complaint with Australia Post.

I will probably get the brush off, but at least I feel like I tried.

Day 13 of mail-watching

No mail on weekends.

Today and tomorrow are just too depressing to think about. I have a 0% chance of getting Vice Quadrant on these days.

My Dark Side got out, this morning. Playing through scenarios on the premise of What If Someone Else Got It?

What if someone else got it and threw it in the rubbish?
What if someone else got it and decided to keep it?
What if someone else got it and erased the GD signatures because they thought they were ‘scribble’?
What if someone else got it and just fucking trashed it for laughs?

Frankly, I don’t know which is worse. At least the ‘keep it’ option means there’s one more SPG fan out there. It’s just… I want it too.

Sigh.

This is legit getting rougher for me as the days go by. As the spoilers increase. As the art begins to come out. And I have zero truck with it because my album still isn’t here.

At this rate, I’ll be able to download it from the Engineer-eteer site before I can hold it.

Day 12 of mail-watching

…still no sign of Vice Quadrant…

Spoilers abound in many forms. Gifs. Art. Fic. Speculation. Confirmation and denial from the creators.

I can’t block the tags, so I have to retreat from Tumblr. Good thing I have a novel to write.

depression has me in its grasp. I am increasingly listless, because I know that I have another two days to wait until the mail returns.

The mail courier is a stealthy sort with no regular schedule besides “sometime in the morning”. I can’t hear their approach. I can’t watch for them and write.

I feel so tired now.

But I have to continue.

I wish I could track this parcel. I wish I knew where it was. I wish it were here, right now, in my hands.

Two more days to wait.

Two more days until there is the chance, again.

Yeah, I forgot I left this running for a bitty while. Turns out the hours, minutes and seconds re-set when they get to zero.

I still haven’t got my copy in the mail and I’m debating whether or not to shut this down now. It kinda breaks my heart because it’s beautiful but I don’t really need it

Day 11 of mail-watching

My health is fading.

The endless stream of spoilers across my dash makes Tumblr a hostile environment for me. I can barely surf the web any more.

Hope fades, day by passing day.

The postie has advanced a ninja level. They managed to drop off one solitary envelope [bank statement] while my back was turned.

I must be more vigilant.

…yet my energy wanes without the precious sustenance of new Steam Powered Giraffe melodies…

I must gather my strength so I can hope for tomorrow’s delivery.

Deliverance will come.
Deliverance will come…

Day 10 of mail-watching

At least I’m getting exercise. My regime? Running like a mad thing from the computer desk at the back of my house to the front gate to go get the mail as soon as humanly possible. All catalysed by the very instant I detect the postie’s approach.

I’ve now set an alarm so I should be out there to greet them. My plan is to chirp a sunny, “Any parcels for me today?” as if it isn’t any big deal.

The foaming weeabot screaming if it is there might give the game away though.

I must not flying-tackle and snog the mail carrier.
I must not flying-tackle and snog the mail carrier.
I must not flying-tackle and snog the mail-carrier…

The one good pic I was able to take yay

Day 9 of mail-watching

VQ drops today.

I will still be spoiler-protecting my thoughts and ravings when I liveblog listening to the album. Just in case.

the livestream happening today is my lifeline