a hundred indecisions

HAY GUYS I WROTE A FIC

2009-12-06T23:24:10Z

Title: Only the Cause and End of Movement
Fandom: Harry Potter
Format & Word Count: Fic, 2,000 words
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Remus/Tonks, with appearances by Ted and Andromeda Tonks
Description: Angst with a side order of romantic fluff.
Warnings: Various Deathly Hallows spoilers regarding Remus and Tonks' relationship. Also, did I mention angst?
Summary: Remus comes home for the last time.

(love is itself unmoving, only the cause and end of movement)

YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO READ. AND COMMENT. For some reason I've only gotten a small handful of comments on this even though I've crossposted it all over the place, which I find really weird--is the Harry Potter fandom not quite as active anymore, or something? Because I got more responses to my Doctor Who and DW/HP crossover fics, and I'd have thought crossovers would have a more narrow audience...but, you know. Whatever.

Anyway yeah, all comments are ♥ -- I always love to hear what does and doesn't work about my writing, since that kind of feedback can really help me improve and...things.

I'm sure everybody's already seen these, but--

2009-07-21T05:12:25Z

Like everyone else on the internets, I just have to post about the new pictures of Eleven and Amy (I'd kind of...forgot about her. Today I went "Wait, he has a companion already? ...oh, the Soothsayer, right..." but I totally forgot she already had a name), because while Matt Smith kind of won me over in the interviews with his adorable wiggly-finger hand gestures, I don't know, I still haven't been completely sold? Although that's mostly because Ten is My Doctor and always will be, and anything at all that reminds me he's being replaced makes me sad.

The nice thing is, the new pictures make me...less sad. I mean, could Amy and Eleven look any cuter together? I love her already for wearing Converses. Somebody on ohnowhodidnt said she was wearing Ten's shoes, which would be awesome if it's true, but I don't think so, because here she's wearing blue Converses and is also adorable. And Eleven is cracking me up. He's like the incredibly nerdy young professor/teacher that everybody likes because he's kind of weird and absent-minded but also funny and...stuff. Also nerdy. And OH GOD THE HAIR. I do hope that's not just wind, because after Ten, the Doctor needs crazy hair, y'know? It's like a tradition, at least since Three's time (well, okay, Five has fairly normal hair, if it's rather dated by now, and Seven's is probably normalish, but whatever). MOAR HAIR.

Also, River Song is apparently coming back (with...hooker shoes?). I am far less pleased with this development, though unsurprised, since she was Moffat's in the first place and obviously she's got to be explained/worked in somehow. I'm not sure if it's confirmed the character will be there, but the actress is for sure, and even though her hair color looks different to me, it seems it would be kind of difficult to handwave that if it's somebody else. Amy and the Soothsayer, sure; they look totally different. Adeola and Martha, sure, because the former was a small part and Martha made a reference to that being her cousin. River Song and Random Chick Who Looks Just Like Her (With Different Hair and Clothes)? Not so much.

Also also, it sounds like--from some of the articles where these pictures come from, but I can't be arsed to find them again now--that Rose and Donna both are confirmed to be in Ten's two-part finale. I am...not sure what to think about this (aside from annoyance at said articles referring to Donna as the Doctor's current companion, which she hasn't been for, what, two specials and a Children in Need mini-ep?). I like Rose; I like Rose quite a lot. I am neither one of the crazy Rose fen or one of the crazy Rose-haters. But everyone thought her story was done with "Doomsday," and then she came back and her story was expanded and tied up again in S4. Her story's done. I really can't see any way of doing this without it coming off completely wrong.

And Donna? I love Donna, and I see even fewer good options for her return. 1) She remembers everything and dies. 2) She remembers everything and the Doctor has to wipe her memories...again. 3) She remembers nothing, at least nothing specific, but has still been changed enough that she helps anyway. 4) She remembers everything and, through some magical handwavium, doesn't die, but for whatever reason decides not to go with the Doctor again even though, as she said, she wanted to stay with him forever, and that would be sad. 5) She remembers everything and, through some magical handwavium, doesn't die...of brain overload, but survives long enough to get killed off some other way just because RTD is a horrible person. I could see 3 as going okay, and maybe 4 if, like, her reason is that she's just a little too weirded out by his regeneration, but...considering she's probably less attached to a particular incarnation than Rose was and Rose stayed on with Ten, that wouldn't really make sense.

And then I suppose there's always another option: RTD might do something awesome and surprise me. But...knowing him...I kind of doubt it.

the moon hangs a dangerous height

2009-04-08T07:03:12Z

Or: duh, I should be asking for help here too, after having cross-posted this to several writing comms.

Subject: A good part-physical, part-mystical/metaphysical/whatever cure for lycanthropy (the actual turning-into-a-monster-once-a-month thing, not the medical delusion) that somehow works with the overall plot and themes of my werewolf story
Setting: Modern world, as far as I know; might be in Alaska, where I live, or somewhere similar, at least to the extent that wolves should be around in the wild and it would make sense for the family in question to have a semi-remote cabin in the mountains for camping and stuff. I guess it isn't quite our world in that the existence of werewolves is slightly more accepted, maybe the way the existence of ghosts is kind-of-not-really accepted today.
Previous searches: I have been researching this a lot, because I wanted my character to be able to sift through all the folkloric cures and not find anything that works, and then because this actually turned into my undergrad thesis: part werewolf story, part academic look at folklore and pop culture about lycanthropy. Running water, silver knife, kneeling in one spot for a hundred years, removing the skin/belt that caused the transformation in the first place--none of those are really going to work. Mostly I suppose I need new ideas. The other thing I need is a compelling reason by the werewolf in question wouldn't try to get medical help for his condition.

The protagonist is a young girl named Rae, probably 6 or 7 when the story starts and 12 or 13 by the end, and the story starts when her dad gets bitten by a werewolf when they're up at their summer-cabin-in-the-mountains place. In a lot of ways it's more about how the family deals with this bizarre and devastating illness (answer: badly) and how the girl tries to keep everyone else but especially her brother from self-destructing (mom has to work two jobs because the dad, thanks to regular physical and emotional problems around every full moon--just aside from the one-night-a-month-he's-a-monster thing--can't keep down much in the way of jobs, and older brother attempts to go werewolf-hunting but kind of loses it when he actually does kill a real one and the body turns into, y'know, a human corpse, after which he deals with everything by being drunk most of the time).

Thing is, I want this to end with Rae doing a whole bunch of research on lycanthropy folklore and pop culture and finding a cure. None of the folklore cures she finds (and tries, when she can) will work, largely because those are for people who chose to become werewolves; in this case it's a full transformation, from normal human to a wolf that's essentially normal except that it's most interested in eating humans. It's caused by infection, I suppose, but it's part physical and part mystical since, y'know, it's not physically possible for the body to do that. The transformation does happen under the full moon, though I haven't figured that out entirely (i.e., the full-moon thing only entered pop culture in a sequel to the 1941 movie The Wolf Man and isn't in folklore; is it the same on a cloudy night? If he can't see the moon? Is it the moonlight, gravitational pull, or something else that triggers it? How much can I get from pop culture and from making these "real" werewolves if the moon wasn't in the folklore? Is it only on the one full-moon night or three like in Buffy?). I suppose mostly my werewolves are a lot like Harry Potter werewolves.

ANYWAY. The point is, I want her to figure out how to cure her dad by the end. I don't know what the cure should be, in part because I don't like any of the folklore cures I've found (and that, therefore, Rae will find and try to no effect). I'd also like the Bible verse "The wolf shall lie down with the lamb...and a little child shall lead them" to be the key, but I don't know how...it's important that Rae is still young and innocent enough to fulfill whatever the role of the child is in this case and her brother isn't, but I don't know what that should be exactly. Going to him when he's transformed with the knowledge that he might kill her, maybe, because self-sacrifice is one of my favorite tropes and it's the sort of thing that, mystically speaking, might be effective (or heck, maybe that in combination with allowing him to bite her, which would like...introduce some of her blood into his system?). But that comes awfully close to the Power of Love Will Save Us Omg, and anyway I need to know why and how my cure works. (For what it's worth I think one of the folkloric cures, at least for someone who's been cursed to take on wolf shape, is for the wolf to be captured and for a woman to beg for mercy for him, and another is for someone to love him, I think?)

So ideas on that are useful, as are ideas on why, logically, he would not at any point want to see a doctor about this. There's always the fear of the government making freaks disappear and cutting them up or whatever, but that's easy to say and not hugely realistic if you interrogate it, especially since he really doesn't want to be a danger to anyone and would be kind of okay with it if he were locked up somewhere secret and safe. I mean, if he told a doctor that he turns into a wolf every month, they'd think it's actual clinical lycanthropy and treat it as a mental illness, which would be bad if, like, he actually did wolf out in the hospital or something. And confronted with that, then what? But I want Rae and her family to be very focused on not letting anyone find out about this--in part because this story is about the family and how they deal with this, and bringing in major outside players will ruin that--and I need a really compelling reason for it. It might help if this is slightly more alternate-world where werewolves are the sort of bogeyman that more people actually believe in and there's enough vague awareness that evidence of a real werewolf would prompt a pitchforks-and-torches reaction. It's a little easier in Harry Potter because there's existing prejudice and discriminating laws against werewolves, but I don't want to go quite that far because it still needs to be a "how the heck can this happen, werewolves aren't actually real" thing. I dunno, maybe they're more like ghosts or UFOs in the numbers of people who believe in them?

Fandom wishlist, because...I can

2009-04-06T08:31:02Z

I never did post a wishlist before my birthday or Christmas. Not that anyone was begging me to. But I like listing stuff I want. :p But then that post-here-and-I'll-make-you-something meme was going around (...um. I don't think I've finished anything for anyone on my list. Possibly haven't started any.), and I posted on several others', so I figured I might as well post the part of the wishlist that are things people could, you know, actually make. In case anyone wants any ideas, or...whatever.

A cunning hat. Because.
I have to admit: the Secret Life of Dolls kind of had a big influence on me getting into action figures. I mean, I wanted a Ten action figure anyway, but now I have him, Rose, Martha, and Angel, plus a 12" Clockwork Droid doll. And I want more, like Coraline (okay...I think I've seen two or three different face sculpts for each version of the doll and I can't figure out whether I'd be getting the one I want) and Edward Elric and Spike if I could find a good one. But what I really, really want are three that don't exist: Death of the Endless, Tonks (seriously, why isn't there a movie!Tonks in her DoM outfit? That would be perfect), and River Tam. I have thought about cannibalizing an existing doll for one of these purposes, but none of mine are right; all I have are old Barbies, and not only do none of them have the right coloring for any of these three, their faces and shapes are...well, come on, do you think Death or River really look like Barbies? (Tonks could, although I expect she ordinarily doesn't. And I wouldn't want her to, natch.) If I had gobs of money, I could piece together a perfectly satisfactory River, Tonks, and/or Death from the kinds of dolls and clothes at places like the Denver Doll Emporium, but when the naked doll alone can run anywhere from $50 to, like, $600...well, yeah. But if anyone has got some dolls/action figures or knows where to get them cheaply and could make a convincing River/Death/Tonks, that would be so awesome. (I might be able to make a decent Death out of my sister's old Arctic Barbie, assuming she still has it, along with some white and black model paint and goth-girl clothes, but adult Barbies have such a weird shape, and they really aren't very flexible...)
This kitten. Or this one.
Or a red panda! Especially if it's a baby one! Heck, a normal panda would be cool too.

There are so many fics I'd love to read but, for whatever reason, don't feel qualified/inspired to write, so I pass them on to you. And they get their own list. Annnd nearly all of them are crossovers. I dunno, that seems to be the easiest way to think of "Hey this would be AWESOME! But I have no idea how to write it, but someone should!" ideas.

Ten meets Dumbledore. Two mad, brilliant old men--they'd get along great. Bonus points if Ten puts his feet up on Dumbledore's desk. (And no I do not mean Ten/Dumbledore, geez.
Molly Weasley meets Jackie Tyler. They would be terrifying.
You know in A Wrinkle in Time how Meg and Calvin and Charles Wallace get their dad back but don't actually defeat IT or fix Camazotz? Don't you think Nine would be a good candidate to come in after and take care of that?
River and GLaDOS and the Weighted Companion Cube PLEASE PLEASE. Look, River's a little crazy and also brilliant, and GLaDOS is a crazy evil sentient computer, and it would be awesome. (No, I haven't a clue how you'd work that out.) And don't even ask how I came up with such a cracked-out idea. ...Okay okay, it's not that complicated: for some reason I thought Laura Gibson's version of "All the Pretty Little Horses" sounded like a good song for River, and it has a line that goes "...and when you wake, you'll have sweet cake," and of course...yeah.
OH YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE WOULD BE AWESOME (also easier): you know what happens if you beat the game, right? Right, well...maybe somebody should, you know, land his TARDIS in the Aperture Science Computer-Aided Enrichment Center and check that out. Because while River and GLaDOS would be cracktastic, Ten and GLaDOS would be epically hilarious.
My most frequent comment when watching Lost these days is "You know, if the Doctor would just show up, he'd have them all sorted out in ten minutes."
You know Jacen Solo in the Star Wars EU? Han's kid? You know what he's been up to lately? Yeah. There should be an AU where Ten smacks some sense into him, you know, when such a thing would still be possible. Because nobody messes around with Time on the Doctor's watch, and Jacen seriously needed it.
Ten and Chrestomanci saving the world together. I think they might be annoyed with each other at first but would then get along fabulously. I kept being reminded of Ten when I was reading any of the Chrestomanci Chronicles.
A semi-crack fic crossing AtS/BtVS with the Twilight-verse. You know, because Angel and Spike need to beat up Edward, and Buffy or Cordy could pretty much beat up Bella just by looking at her, and Spike would have a wonderful time pointing out to Angel all the ways in which he and Edward actually are similar. Also because Angel really needs to tell Edward something like "When I crawled into my girlfriend's room and watched her sleep, I was evil!"
Any Doctor and Charles Wallace, ideally when he's still young
Nine couldn’t save Númenor either. EPIC ANGST, I know.
Doctor Who crossed with Back to the Future, especially after the "Shakespeare Code" mention, and also, TARDIS > Delorean.
Any new Doctor and companion somehow on a reality show like Amazing Race, because...it would be cracktastic. (I know "Bad Wolf" kind of does this and it's made of win, but them actually being in a reality show because, like, another contestant is an alien or something, would be awesome.)
Nine or Ten and Ender Wiggin. Not sure if Ender's Game or Speaker for the Dead Ender would be better.
Four or Ten and Willy Wonka (either). Crazy manic shenanigans.
Ten and Ace Ventura, NO I'M SERIOUS. A lot of the Ace Ventura humor is too juvenile for my tastes, but some of it is honestly hilarious, and...honestly, I have no idea how Ten would react confronted with someone like that.
The TARDIS landing on the Satellite of Love. YES. IT WOULD BE AWESOME.

So...um...yeah.

ugh.

2009-03-29T03:47:07Z

Got back late last night from Juneau, stayed up doing something I needed to for class, crashed. Got up at 1 p.m. (the last hour or so before that was mostly not sleeping because I just couldn't make myself get up) with a sore throat, and have been getting increasingly tired and achey since then. Now I feel too tired and achey to do anything, which is awesome. I have about ten things written in my planner to do today, all of which take forever, which is why I never seem to get anything done. And I have a lot to do. I need to get a job. So I need to apply for some. I also need to work on marketing my paid blog so I can maybe make some money on that, since now I'm making almost none. I have just over a month until I graduate, which means I have that much time to write most of my thesis and also seven other papers (one is due Monday). There are paid surveys I could do for extra money, and I need to list a bunch of stuff my dad doesn't want on half.com so I can sell them for him and make some other money. Also I really need to e-mail my adviser and hash out what exactly I'm even doing with my thesis--great timing, right?--and finish a mix CD for someone I don't actually know.

Only I'm sick and everything hurts right now, and as soon as I start thinking that maybe I can get some things done I start thinking of other things I need to do. And I can't get anything done because it all takes so much time and ugh I feel like crap. I already want to go back to bed. Body, this is really bad timing, I have a paper due at noon on Monday.

Annnd I used my 30,000 frequent flier miles to get tickets to bring faeriemaiden up for my graduation, so I keep having random flail moments about that, like, "Hey I wonder what movies/shows warriorofshadow and I should make her watch when she will BE HERE REALLY SOON OMGOMG" and "Hey, I never did go to the Chocolate Lounge, I should take Jolene there!" and then that kind of gets poisoned because it's like "Eeee Jolene will be here in just over a month!...which means that's how much time I have to FINISH MY THESIS and write SEVEN OTHER PAPERS OH HELP."

So...yeah.

a gathering of tweets

2009-03-02T08:01:44Z

23:31 WHOO PORTAL #
12:51 Ooh, gray Converses for 16 bucks...but I kind of need to not spend any more money. CONUNDRUM. #
15:38 Well, turns out gray converses were two mismates of the same color but different sizes and styles. Poo. #
15:39 Second conundrum: I have forty million things to do. I really want to play more Portal. #
15:47 @cleolinda: I like to use that time for browsing LJ, Failblog, and Go Fug Yourself, personally. #
18:32 Search with Swagbucks and earn points to get...stuff. Uses Google so it actually works okay: tinyurl.com/bh77k4 #

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a gathering of tweets

2009-03-01T08:01:05Z

23:33 @perfectdistance: I know, right? It's the most fun to spork EVER. #
23:33 @perfectdistance: on the plus side, the actual sinking is appropriately epic and horrifying, but the romance bits...? Not so much. #
00:39 New book review: so entrecard market is interesting tinyurl.com/bxtk7p #
00:39 New book review: neil gaiman: sandman (vol. 6, fables and reflections) tinyurl.com/bt6aco #
19:41 @the_anachronist: well, I don't know how much you've saved from your job (...er. do you have a bank account yet?) but Dell Outlet is cheap #
20:52 Man, Boyd Langdon in Dollhouse sure has big man-boobs for somebody who's not overweight. #

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a gathering of tweets

2009-02-28T06:57:21Z

23:38 @warriorofshadow: Heh, yeah, it was Nunnally. I wish I had another professor as awesome. #
23:46 Oh crazy Ben Linus, you are the world's biggest psycho. Please stfu and die now. #
12:55 @the_anachronist: probably...until your birthday or you come up here, whichever comes first? I collect things for people all year long, see. #
12:59 @nelldrik: hahaha, so true. Also possibly in Disney World; my dad dubbed DisneyQuest "the Soviet Ministry of Virtual Entertainment". #
16:18 I found the room for the taiko-drumming demo by listening for THE SOUND OF DRUMS OOH SPOOKY #
16:24 Dear computer playing drumming video: stop lagging or I CUT YOU. #
17:18 WHEE BEATING DRUM IS FUN WANT TO MAKE MORE LOUD NOISE ARMS FEEL LIKE JELLY THOUGH #
17:24 Want to learn taiko drumming. Completely lack the time or money to do so. #
19:38 Irritation is a symphony rehearsal that stops every 10-60 seconds so the conductor can nitpick. Worse is having to be there for school. #

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Picspam, because...I can

2009-02-26T05:56:25Z

Also because most of these went in my Random Stuff folder and I only just realized that for some reason, privacy settings kept said folder invisible to everyone but me and those in the UAA network (which is to say, virtually all y'all). So...I don't know what was up with that.

I'm pulling these right from Facebook, so I'm actually not positive if they can be seen by someone who doesn't have Facebook--it might tell you that you don't have permission? Not sure. If that happens tell me and I'll fix it.

Okay, well, for starters, I'm not sure if I've ever talked about these before so here are some awesome things piratecatarina made me for the last couple Birthdaymasentines:

Annnd me with my Christmas loot. Just...because:

My car smells nasty whenever it isn't cold, and I'm not sure why, so when I found a TARDIS air freshener at this shop in Norwich, I had to have it. So now there's a baby TARDIS on my dash. It is awesome.

Yes. I am a nerd. This is my backpack and it is covered with pins from almost all the interesting places I have ever been (Florida, Turkey, England, France, Poland, Scotland, Barrow, Philadelphia, the Science Fiction Hall of Fame), plus some others for some of the bands I saw live (well...just Coldplay and Guillemots, looks like; I had one for Codes in the Clouds but apparently it fell off, which is sad).

I had some extra fairy lights I got cheap and one string of special ones that were not cheap, and I finally put them up not to long ago (a couple more on Facebook, although none show it very well):

Aaaand the geekiest thing of all:

This is not completely accurate because I finally got my Angel action figure, after I ordered him Feb. 1, so now he's standing in the back with his sword, all tall and looming, because he's like two inches taller than Ten. Also his legs don't move, which is strange, and Ten points this out whenever Angel makes fun of him for being short. (The girls are getting along pretty well, however, possibly because this is "Year That Wasn't" Martha, and possibly because I find the whole jealousy subplot stupid so whatever.) For what it's worth, the TARDIS is a bank, so nobody can go in it (same for the British phone booth), but the size is perfect.

...also, ignore the thick coating of dust. That's far from the messiest bit of my room at the moment. >_< I'm debating whether I should go work on that more and listen to a Catch-22 audiobook so I can multitask with schoolwork, or get some e-mails sent, or do some other reading, or post on here or today.com, or something. In...the hour I have left before bed. The most likely is that I'll faff around online and accomplish nothing. Yay.

twit twit, jug jug, tereu

2009-02-21T08:10:15Z

Sooo...how many of you have Twitter? Because you should. All the cool kids are doing it. Basically it's kind of like Facebook statuses except more versatile, and also they last longer. (And unlike Facebook, it actually works when I text a tweet, which means I tweet things like "AUGH THIS CLASS IS SO BORING GOING TO DIE" during my hateful Modernist Lit class.

Anyway, if you have Twitter, I'm 100_indecisions on there and you should follow me.

POLL TIME

2009-02-08T07:20:23Z

Or, "Kyra has another conundrum about what to buy and what not to buy and needs your input AGAIN".

So here is the conundrum: the wonderful piratecatarina gave me a $20 Amazon gift certificate (for Christmas or birthday, I forget which), and as always I have thought of far too many things I can buy with it. The difficulty, of course, is that I cannot possibly get all of these things, and I would really prefer not to go over the $20 because...I kind of have no moneys. As in, I have about $500 to my name right now (not including the $250 in my retirement fund so far, which I'm not planning to touch, and not including the $300 tuition waiver I should be getting ANY DAY NOW or the $375 when I finish this stupid binder project or the $500 from Fellows I should get at end of term).

Thus: y'all get to help me decide. It also helps that most of this is available used for somewhat less, which is where my math comes from.

View Poll: #1345687

ETA: Oh great, so far I have one vote for each thing except none for the Coraline shirt and none for "other". That's not helpful, I might have to actually MAKE A DECISION OHNOES.

every shimmer is a searchlight, every planet is ours

2009-01-28T07:58:21Z

Very Very Important Public Service Announcement, or at least where "public" means me, seeing as it's my services I'm promoting: Now you can subscribe to my paid blogs by e-mail. Because maybe then you'll comment or at least click on them and then I'll get pageviews which means money? Still doing travel-blog stuff at Dusk Through Narrow Streets and book reviews at Lost Quite Classically. Or of course you can subscribe with something like Google Reader. Either way I don't have much in the way of readers, which makes me a sad sad panda.

Basically, it's really been One of Those Days. Skipped three classes so I could write up a Request for Exception so I maybe won't have to pay for two classes I'm registered for but probably won't be taking once my UEA credits FINALLY TRANSFER, WHAT THE CRAP GUYS, and stayed just long enough in one of the two remaining classes to take a quiz and then book it out of there, because I had to pick up some forms and take them to the University center to drop them off so I could actually sign up for my thesis and waiting until after class was going to cut it way too fine.

So I'm in a hurry anyway, and of course I slip on the ice outside the library and bang up both legs, and then when I get to the elevator since CAS is on the third floor and I hate walking up stairs anyway, much less with bruised knees, of course there's some dude in it fixing...something. I don't know. Whatever, it wasn't working. So I go find the one other elevator in the building. It's not working either. I'm about to go limping up the stairs anyway when another student waves to me from down the hall.

"They're done with the service elevator," he says. "You can use that one."

"Service elevator?" I say intelligently.

"Yeah, it goes up from the loading dock all the way to the roof. Technically students aren't supposed to use it." He dangles a key at me. "Side benefit of being a math major: I'm around here all the time. I know stuff."

"Oookay," I say, but I follow him, because my knees are throbbing in earnest now. I'm trying to think where this building would have a loading dock--or the need for a service elevator, for that matter. The only one I can think of is in the Arts building, and they need it for props and stuff. Oh, and the one in the Twilight Zone Tower of Terror; I think about making a joke about this and realize I'll just sound stupid. So instead I say, "You're not telling me the SSB has secrets? It's too boring."

"Every place has secrets," he says very seriously. We get to a hallway that I think runs behind IT Services, maybe parallel to the library, and yes, there's an elevator--the door's kind of dinged up, but it looks...elevatorish. He sticks the key in and turns it, and the doors grind open.

I step in and juggle with my books to push the right button, finally getting it with my elbow. The other student steps back, a half-smile on his face, only he looks...a little sad? Okay. That's weird. The last thing I see as the doors grind shut again is him touching two fingers to his eyebrow in a sort of salute.

Yep. Weird.

The elevator lurches painfully upward; I swear I can hear every individual gear groaning. I rock back and forth, already thinking about the form I need to pick up and whether I can get it to the University Center and back in time for my next class. The elevator seems to be taking an awful lot longer than it should--it's only going to the third floor--but then half the elevators at UAA are crap, and anyway I'm impatient so of course it seems long.

I finally get to the third floor, step out--and stop. The floor is one gleaming length of polished wood, not dingy carpeting, and the ceiling lights look like...I don't even know, I think maybe gas lamps. I've been gone three months, sure, but I was in this building last week, and I know how long it takes them to renovate buildings over here.

Something is ticking.

The clock on the mantle is broken, I think, because I'm a nerd, and go down the hall where the CAS office is. Everything seems to be in the right place, but the decor is still different, and the ticking's getting louder. No, not louder, there's...more of it. More than one clock? There aren't any clocks this loud in the SSB.

I go into the office anyway, because I'm still in a hurry, and only sort of half-notice that the furniture is all heavy wood, sort of neo-Victorian, and there's...quills and ink-bottles on the receptionist's desk? Well...okay then. I start to ask for my form--

And that's when I notice her computer.

It's basically open in the back so I can see right in where all the circuit boards and wires should be, and instead there's...gears. Lots of tiny gears turning in precision, all in burnished iron and bronze and maybe gold, clicking over each other, and they're ticking. Her computer is ticking.

It's a clockwork computer.

The look on my face is probably pretty comical at this point, and when the receptionist asks what I need, I don't really hear her and can't reply anyway. I do the only sensible thing: I blink, hard, assuming I'm imagining things and this is going to go away. When it doesn't I try the other old standby: I chuck my books on a chair, grab one arm with the other hand, and pinch.

Nope. Nothing.

I'm not dreaming.

A couple fannish things, briefly

2009-01-07T06:33:15Z

i. I'm on the fanficcers' love meme here, because...I'm an attention whore? Probably. If you're on it as well, link me and I'll give you some fanficcer love too.

ii. I was flattered enough when firefly_124 recc'd my fic The Lost Boy on her personal journal and then, just recently, on crack_broom, and then today I was informed that somebody had nominated my story for the Forbidden Awards. Like, somebody else nominated it. I had no idea these awards existed. Sure it's fanfic so it's not going to get me anything, and sure it's not a hugely famous thing, but still--the idea that somebody else thought it was good enough to nominate for an award is...well, pretty awesome. (For what it's worth, forbiddenawards doesn't appear to be at least quite as kinky-sex-focused as it appears...I mean, both the community's icons are BDSM and they have kinky sex and group sex categories...? But they have gen awards too, and "The Lost Boy" is about as gen as you can get, so.)

So we've got a new Doctor.

2009-01-03T21:56:08Z

I'd been following some of the rumors (well, to the extent that people on my flist posted about them, anyway) so I had some idea who the contenders were. I didn't know it was going to be revealed in the Confidential today (apparently that's why they didn't air a Confidential right after "The Next Doctor"?), so seeing cleolinda's announcement today came as a surprise. I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to know--look, I'm still in denial over Ten leaving even though I've known for months, shut up--so I clicked with some trepidation.

My first reaction: "Who?"

Yeah, never heard of the guy. He looks okay, I guess (I would just love to see a multiple Doctors special where he runs into--well, really, any previous Doctor, but especially one of the first four; they'd be all "This is ridiculous, why do I keep getting younger as I get older?"), but I have no idea whether he can act. Although the fact that he's worked with Billie Piper before more than once is amusing.

GIP!

2008-11-24T01:35:29Z

Yes, this really is me posting just to say I finally switched out a bunch of my icons. (It took a really long time. Seriously, it's like the only thing I accomplished this evening.) You know, because it makes sense to do that when you have less than a month left of your paid account. Oh well.

Question:

2008-11-19T11:08:33Z

Is anyone else receiving very few LJ and Facebook e-mail notifications, if any at all? I don't mean since the server move; this has been happening for several weeks, at least for me. I've pretty much stopped getting Facebook e-mail notifications altogether, which isn't so bad since they have a little message center deal, and so does LJ, but if someone responds to a comment of mine on a community or someone else's LJ, I have pretty much no idea.

It shouldn't be Hotmail, either; I have their useless junk-mail filter turned off. And oddly enough, I get all my notifications for theturningworld just fine. But on this LJ, either I don't get them at all, or I get them really late--like, spockodile left a comment on one of my entries on Nov. 12, and I got the notification for it...yesterday. Which is when the e-mail says it was sent.

I don't get it.

Right, guys, I need an opinion.

2008-11-08T23:50:34Z

So I went back to that Television and Movie Store today, you know, the one with all the Doctor Who merchandise that I shouldn't buy because I'm spending too much money. I ended up not getting a Martha action figure or a Ten action figure because it turns out I can get them both a lot cheaper online, but I did get a clockwork robot doll because...I wanted it. And it was £7.50 which is not that bad considering.

Anyway the only thing I didn't get that I still need from there was a Doctor Who poster, and I did check to see if that's any cheaper online and it's really not, so I'll be going back. Problem: don't know which one to get. They have several, but there are only three--new ones--that I'm dithering between, all of which you can see here, and I can't decide which I like best. I can't really get all three (or more than that; there's an SJA poster I wouldn't mind because Luke is just so adorable) because they're £3.99 each, which comes to about $6.30.

Which means, flist, it's time for another poll!

View Poll: #1293837

And now for something completely different

2008-10-20T17:48:46Z

Because I need to distract myself with something frivolous and because I need input. Yes. Very Very Important input.

Item the first: Tom Baker is going to be at the Television and Movie Shop in Norwich's city centre next Saturday. Yes. That Tom Baker. He's no David Tennant of course but Four is the most well-known Doctor, and he's also very much like Ten (except not as cute and not as angsty, but kind of adorkable all the same) and I quite like him. I was in that shop day before yesterday anyway and it's packed full of Doctor Who merchandise--badges and towels and posters and rubbish bins (no, seriously--there's one with this weird bottom so if you toss something heavy in it, it'll go "EX-TER-MIN-ATE" or something) and action figures and proper dolls and of course books and DVDs and...I could spend so much money there it's not even funny. (But the posters aren't that expensive, and neither are some of the Daleks, and I need a Ten action figure of some kind, and there's a rather nice Martha doll and clockwork robot doll for £7.50 each and they would be kind of awesome...!) Anyway if I spend at least £10 there I can have Tom Baker sign something. And chances are I'll spend a good deal more than that, so.

The real conundrum is this: that's next Saturday, Oct. 25. Well, Oct. 24-26 is the Christian Union houseparty in Great Yarmouth. I've been to Great Yarmouth and it's a lovely seaside town, and what's more it promises to be quite a fun weekend--probably a bit like Spiritual Emphasis Camp, actually, and it would be a very good chance to make some more Christian friends since CU is good but a bit more like church in the sense that it's a large group. And I really want some Christian friends here, and I also really want some British friends, and in general it would be a good thing.

But I also really want to meet Tom Baker and have him sign something. And I may need that weekend for studying since I have two papers due that week (ulp, need to start those).

View Poll: #1281979

Also, any suggestions on just which Doctor Who merch on which to blow all that money I need for food etc. would be helpful. :p (There is, however, a Four doll that I am so not getting, because if you think Edward Dollen is coming to eat your brains, you ain't seen nothin' yet. I wish I could show you the picture--I took a bunch of pictures with my cell phone for my own reference, but it hasn't got a memory card (rather, I haven't forked over money for a mini-SD) and there doesn't seem to be another way to transfer photos from it to a computer without paying through the nose for internet use or something.)

Item the second: I have another new blog. Because I needed another one on which to sporadically update and eventually abandon, right? Well, this one's different: it's a legit paid blogging site. I hadn't mentioned it yet even though I got a blog there almost two weeks ago because I wanted to make sure they actually paid, and they do: they're just slow because apparently someone actually reviews all the entries. Anyway the point is, this isn't one of those things where you earn a few pennies through Google AdSense based on how many people read your entries; today.com pays you $1.00 per entry per day. You can only have one paid entry per day, but the entries can be as short as 100 words, which takes like...five minutes, tops. Better yet, they have a system by which companies put out calls for brief (300 words, generally) articles for which they'll pay about $5, and so far I've sold two of those. Five bucks for a 300-word article that probably took me 15 minutes to write? Pretty nice. Not exactly publishing since my name's not on it, but still, the money's not bad. So that's something any of you might be able to do to pull in a bit extra.

Anyway, the point is, I'll get pageview money if you read my blog (I've been updating it daily--it pretty much functions as a short-entry companion to my other travel blog, as indicated by the fact that, you know, they have the same name and look almost identical), and I'll get more if you use my referral link to sign up yourself, and then you will get money for almost no writing and it will all be fab.

Item the third: Speaking of deciding what to buy--on my first item, yes I know, whatever--I need help deciding on some shirts. 'Cause I need these shirts and I feel like some retail therapy anyway and I am not exactly made of money, here. And there's...a lot I want. >_< I mean I could just show you my Kaboodle wish list (oh, and then there's also this list, which sadly is not a list of shirts I own but a for-future-reference list of Threadless shirts I need but can't get because they're currently out of print and I dearly hope they will be reprinted) but there's other stuff on there too and not all of those shirts are of the same priority. So all y'all get to help me decide, isn't it exciting? Just gonna list my top several, I guess. Assume Threadless unless I say so because most of them are.

View Poll: #1281980

So...um...yeah. And I should really read for like 15 minutes now because I'm going to a Bible study and have...done exactly no studying today. Or working on the letter to my dad. Oops.

Okay really, this is ridiculous.

2008-10-05T22:50:30Z

For starters, there's this cold, which I first got...well, I think it was probably Sept. 25 when I first got the sore throat that turned into an all-body ache by the end of that day and all of the Friday after it, and by Saturday I was better but still achy and fun stuff, and I started losing my voice on Sunday. You know, a week ago. Monday and Tuesday, I basically couldn't talk, partly because it made me cough more and partly because I just really could not get my voice loud enough to be heard. Or if I did it would crack and I would start coughing. It was lots of fun. Especially since I'm one of those people that talk a lot in class. >_< Wednesday I finally started getting my voice back, which was fun, but my cough's kind of been getting worse despite using Advair, and at this point my voice is still weird, I'm still coughing, my nose is getting runnier (and I get blood from it if I use Zicam! Weird, right?), and this morning I was thinking, um, I kind of feel achy again. And I might even have a sore throat. And my nose is more plugged. Am I getting sick again before I even got better??

Oh, and also, as of this morning it kind of hurts in my back, around my ribs/shoulder somewhere, when I breathe real deep or cough. So that's, you know, really good.

IBS and back are mostly being their usual selves, which I guess is good, but the left-hand joint in my jaw hurts to much to open all the way, as it's done since Turkey (you might remember me mentioning that, faeriemaiden), since the night-guard my dentist made for me on the day I left for England has done exactly squat to help. Because, I don't know, I don't grind my teeth at night and that's not what's causing the problem? So making a thing that perches on my bottom teeth so I can't properly close my mouth and will drool all night...probably not gonna do it. Oh yeah, and that "open contact" (I still don't know what that is) that said dentist supposedly fixed, also on the day I left, which involved two or three shots in my mouth and a numb lip for hours...is not fixed. That spot hurts again, which means it is again letting food get jammed in and making the gum all inflamed. So way to go there, Mr. Dentist.

And there's my wrist, of course. You know, the left wrist that I broke at the beginning of July. It's actually totally healed, and I haven't been wearing the splint at all for weeks per doctor's orders, and I've regained nearly all my range of motion there which is good, but it still hurts. Muscular I think, since immobilizing anything will make it stiff and sore and whatever. But still, that's kind of annoying.

And the best part? Well, you know how I had that stress fracture in my foot that had me clumping around in a walking cast for months? Yeah, well. Ever since then, on and off, I'll still get a bit of pain where the fracture was if I've been walking a long time, but it was never very bad and it didn't worry me much since it only hurt to walk on it--I couldn't make it hurt by pushing on it with my fingers, which I could when it was actually broken.

Right, well, it's been hurting a bit more from less walking, seems like, mostly while I've been here. And after walking around a lot yesterday, it was bothering me more, and then I started limping, which I hadn't done in a while. Annnd when I checked it later by pushing on the bone...I could make it hurt. Not a lot, not like when it was definitely broken, but...more than in a while. Still hurts on and off today even though I haven't done much walking Which is not of the good, clearly, especially since our insurance is kind of borked and I don't know how to file a claim on the student health insurance I paid four hundred bucks for.

OH, AND ALSO, I'm kind of breaking out like a teenager. Okay, so I never had really bad acne and I still don't, but it's worse than it's been in a while, and it's very annoying, because it hurts and it looks stupid.

Oh, and I went to London yesterday, which is where I did all the walking around. Saw the Tower of London and the Tower Bridge. It rained and was insanely windy. I also just found out that apparently it's London Fetish Weekend over there, so...it's just as well I didn't run into that, I guess. (London is quite a big city, after all.) And if you want more of an update than that, just...uh, keep checking my travel blog, which...is going to get updated soon, I swear.

Self-centered fannish reactions to Heroes 3.01 and SJA 2.01

2008-09-30T18:05:24Z

Yeah, I'm behind on some of my shows. Shut up. Once everything gets started, this semester I'll be watching Supernatural, Fringe, Chuck, Pushing Daisies, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, The Sarah Jane Adventures, and The Office. Also cleolinda's recap made me curious enough about True Blood to try the pilot ep, and...well, the vampire fangs are very lame, as are certain other bits of it, and as it's HBO there's an awful lot more sex and language than on most such shows, but...vampires. And Sookie is cute, and the worldbuilding is interesting, and...I don't know, really. Moonlight's not coming back and Twilight just makes me laugh (and the usually reliable Vivian Vande Velde's Companions of the Night was fairly awful after a very promising beginning; warriorofshadow knows what I mean--and should read Sunshine, stat, because it's a really excellent vampire novel).

And for what it's worth: Sam and Castiel are making me v. v. nervous but for entirely different reasons (although, hello, Sam? You have a totally uncomplicated belief in God and you pray, and that's great, but you're still cool with sexing up random chicks and DEALING WITH A DEMON, OH ALSO THERE IS THAT. Two-faced much?); Chuck is as hilarious and adorable as ever and manages to make me crack up one minute and very nearly tear up the next, which is quite the feat for a spy-spoof show; John Connor needs to ditch Riley and quit with the rebellious puberty nonsense, because hello, he's not like every other teenager and should probably remember that, and also it would be really nice to see one parent/child relationship on TV that didn't look like it was heading for the toilet, and also, John/Cameron would bother me a lot less at this point because Riley's so annoying, especially since Cameron seems to be developing some form of self-awareness with is v. cool, and also, hello, Summer Glau is my main reason for watching this show, but hey! At least John's emo bangs are gone; Jim/Pam has managed to reach new heights of adorableness, and I totally did not watch That Scene at least twice, but wow poor Toby; and Fringe...continues to rise somewhere just above "meh". I kind of love Walter because he's crazy, and I adore Peter because he's sarcastic and hilarious, something the show badly, badly needs because Olivia is so freaking earnest and everyone is all so THE PATTERN, IT ARE SRS BIZNES. Especially her boss, because if I have to hear him talking one more time about anything, I might just kill myself or cut my ears off or something. Especially since there doesn't even seem to be any pattern, just a completely unrelated series of weird stuff going down. Buuuut I like Peter and Walter enough to keep watching.

Oh, and I've also got myself hooked on Farscape, largely because agilebrit talks about it now and then and I finally decided, what the heck, it has four seasons, I ran out of Buffy and Angel a while ago and I need something to watch (not that I do now, with all these shows running this season, but whatever). The pilot didn't really do it for me, especially since my inner geek (who am I kidding, she doesn't even stay hidden) kept popping up and going "Um, what, he's not in a spacesuit for this launch? And he keeps calling them Canaveral? That's totally wrong, he'd be saying 'Mission Control,' did they even try to make this realistic?" That's what happens when you watch Apollo 13 too much and spend much of your childhood obsessed with the Space Race. I did eventually find out that John Crichton doesn't actually work with NASA but with a thinly fictionalized version of it, which makes some of it okay, but still. Whatever the case, I found it just so-so, especially since John spent most of said pilot not having a clue what was going on--but the fact that he did end up proving very useful to his shipmates and was obviously quite smart and resourceful once he got over the culture shock was a nice surprise, since a lot of shows like this seem to play off the "stupid human going along for the ride, thinks he's superior, is repeatedly proven wrong by actually superior aliens" card too much. Then the second episode pretty much did away with both problems, and it totally sold me with this exchange:

(John and Aeryn look out on a planet they've just crashed on)
JOHN: "Kinda like Louisiana. Or Dagobah." (Aeryn stares at him questioningly) "Dagobah. Where Yoda lives."
AERYN: "Who's Yoda?"
JOHN: "Just a little green guy. Trains warriors."

I don't know, I guess I just love it when fictional universes reference other fictional universes, especially here when Aeryn had been very superior about her knowledge of space and he came out with this planet that she didn't have a clue about. It's also nice that it seems overall less destined for catastrophic angst than most of my other shows, although really what do I know, right?

Anyway, Heroes and SJA. In non-fanfic-related things, MARIA WAAAAAH, but at least Luke is as adorable and awesome as ever, and Clyde is still hilarious, and...stuff. Rani Chandra had better be good, let me tell you. Also a good thing that IMDB shows Maria as coming back for the final two-parter, so that's also good...and this does open up plenty of Maria-in-America fic possibilities. Heroes...yeah, I'm basically classing this with Lost in the department of "I give up on caring for virtually every single one of these characters because as soon as I do they will either go evil or die". It's quite a ride and I'll keep watching, but still. As for Nathan, I have only one thing to say: uh, what the crap, dude, way to have the most bizarro epiphany ever. Peter--right, can we have present-day Peter back now, plzkthx.

Mostly though my reactions to both were pretty much "Well, wow, I got canon'd within the very first episodes of each new season, but...not badly, I can fix this, and I suppose that's what I get for writing fic that takes place right before a new season." I mean, I've never written in the Heroes-verse before (barely have still, really), but it is kind of funny that my whole "grafting" idea pretty much got blown out of the water by Mohinder's discovery in the very first ep of season 3, and in SJA, Sarah Jane clearly didn't know about the earlier Sontaran invasion or how ATMOS was connected to them, nor did Luke seem at all nervous around Mr. Smith. *shrug* But again, those sorts of little things happen when you play with a living canon, and they can be fixed.

Speaking of fic, what I'm talking about here is my dw_cross fic, which still has no comments and in fact probably hasn't really been read. *tear* It's insanely long and needs the abovementioned edits as well as a few more, so at some point it'll be reposted elsewhere, but I worked freaking hard on that thing, even if I'm not overly pleased with it.

...annnnd right now I should really be studying, working on my thesis proposal (some months overdue, yes), working on the column due Friday, picking pictures to send for a calendar at UAA due tomorrow, writing an entry on my travel blog, or making myself some kind of food before the Christian Union meeting at 7:30, which...should be interesting considering since Sunday (and more so yesterday and today) I've been at the stage of my cold where I pretty much can't talk. I already skipped a Creative Writing Society meeting I wanted to attend and a meeting of the student paper, largely for that reason.

Oh, and I just wasted a bunch of time last night on last.fm trying to see whose concerts I could actually attend and now have even more possibilities, some more realistic than others, so my poll in the last entry still very much needs your input.

I write this sitting on Jolene's roof

2008-08-23T05:14:42Z

And yes, it's dark, and yes it's late, and...faeriemaiden and I just finished watching OotP. On the roof. And verily it was awesome (and okay, a bit uncomfortable, but still awesome). And I leave Sunday night, which is really sad, because I kind of want to not leave or possibly take Jolene with me, which would be difficult since my suitcase is overflowing already.

Also, time for bed. But just in case anyone's wondering, faeriemaiden is just as awesome in person as online. So, you know. <333!

Well that's...awesome in the way that it's totally not.

2008-07-08T06:39:51Z

Okay, so there's this mountain just outside of town called Flattop (because its top is, you know, very flat) that's not very big and pretty accessible to anyone willing to do some uphill hiking, too much stair-climbing, and a little vertical scrambling. If you live here, you've probably climbed it at least once. Guess I've done it three times all told. The Fellows, in theory, climb it around July 4 every year to have one more event for which almost no one shows up and one more opportunity for a blather session by the professors at the summit. Well, I was climbing down a pretty sheer part and deliberately avoiding the main traveled part because I was sure all the dirt and scree there would make me slip (and in my defense, it was very bad on the main path, and I did slip several times after; just didn't actually fall)--so of course where I chose to climb down, facing the rock so I could hold on better, I lost my footing just when I hadn't any good handholds either, and I ended up flat on my back sort of two ledges down, facing out. It hurt but on the plus side I didn't hit my head or get the wind knocked out of me. But yesterday I discovered I had another injury besides the obvious ones of having taken skin off my left elbow, back, and right wrist (scraped my leg and put a crick in my neck too, for that matter). I'd stopped using my left hand at all climbing the rest of the way down and figured I must have landed with a lot of my weight on my wrist there, but I figured that was all. But it wasn't getting better and the swelling seemed to be getting worse, plus there was an awful lot of deep-looking bruising at the pad of my thumb. And it hurt plenty.

So yesterday we took it to a doctor. The diagnosis? It's not a sprained wrist; it's broken. Even I could see the crack on the x-rays before the radiologist showed me where it was, and I can almost never do that. Specifically, I broke the scaphoid bone in my left wrist, which is doubly fun because it's slow to heal and also often requires surgery to fix even if it's treated early on. Also I'm left-handed. And I can't use my thumb at all, which...let me tell you, I hadn't realized until this past day-and-a-half just how many things besides writing that one does with one's dominant hand (opening things, eating, brushing teeth, tying shoes), nor just how useless any hand is without a functioning thumb. Honestly, you'd do more with a thumb and one finger than with all four other fingers and no thumb. Opposable thumbs are where it's at, man. They gave me what looks like a small hand version of my walking cast for it, and that helps, but I don't know whether I'll need a permanent cast or surgery or what.

Typing is slow and somewhat painful, too, which...isn't so awesome when I have probably 5-6 articles to write in the next two weeks (and my dw_cross fic in one, oh crap), and I basically can't write by hand, like, at all. I'd try learning to be ambidextrous, which would be awesome, but there's only so much kindergarten-scrawls you can stand to see coming from your own rather educated person. Good thing I'm making some progress on getting my laptop fixed...

The really odd thing here is that I hadn't ever broken any bones, period, my whole life...and then I got that still-mysterious stress fracture in my right foot, and now this. At least here I have a bit of a story, but...dang.

Annnd yeah, not gonna be fully healed by any of the trips in the next month. I'll just have to hope people will be nice and help me with things. And pack light, 'cause my dad had a surgery fairly recently too and he's also prohibited from lifting heavy stuff.

So, uh.

2008-07-04T04:28:24Z

Among other things, I need to figure out what I'm doing for my thesis, get airfare and money and credits lined up for the semester abroad (also, getting my brain in working order beforehand would not go amiss, since if I can't, at best I won't be able to enjoy it, and at worse I won't be able to handle it at all), figure out bus and airplane stuff for the end of the Turkey trip, finish this stupid article for the paper, do some more paper work so I can actually get money, do other things to actually get money, write my dw_cross fic, edit my Mars story, get a new carry-on that I can pack everything in for Turkey, somehow get my laptop to work, find a decent blazer/jacket thing, pick some new icons, and...plenty of other stuff, actually, including other blog posts (like, um, that "Turn Left" review I talked about a week and a half ago) and some fanmixes and...things. (Deleting music I never listen to wouldn't go amiss either, since I've barely got any room left on there.)

But right now, I need to go eat, so I'll leave you with the promised ficbit for piratecatarina's birthday that was...almost three months ago. Which is particularly sad since said promised fic isn't even that long and even less complicated, but it's another entry in my crossover verse where Teddy and the Doctor go back in time and end up saving Remus and Tonks. So, you know, have fun with that; hopefully you'll like it even though it's short and all.

Probably my only contribution to the Twilight fanwankery

2008-06-29T22:34:54Z

Because come on, whether you like the Twilight books or loathe them, you gotta admit the fans are kind of scary--and no Twilight fan is scarier than the Twimoms. If you want proof you need only look here or here, which is...just scratching the surface, really, as I understand it. (Also, who are they kidding with that unbelievably stupid "OME!" thing? Especially after saying this on their "About" page: "We have a place where 'our kind' can relate without having to wade through all the teenage Internet code mumbo jumbo like 'OMG!!! IMHO Edward is sooo Hawt!!!'" ...Right, because that's totally not what they're saying and substituting the acronym for "Oh my Edward!" is so much more...intelligent. Yeah.)

Anyway, at some point there was this post on ohnotheydidnt about some of these Twimoms and kids stalking people on the set for some kind of newsletter and taking pictures with them. It was...kind of frightening.

So I made a macro. Not very original, but there you go.

Actually, while I'm posting Twilight stuff, I might as well throw up some links.

cleolinda's highly amusing notes on the three books:
My thoughts on Twilight, let me show you them
Twilight II: Vampiric Boogaloo
Twilight III: Bride of Twilight

And then there's a couple things she linked to that are also worth a read:
A scathing review
Statistics on how awesome Edward is, plus a parody

Holy cow.

2008-06-22T08:02:31Z

It's near midnight and I'm tired from getting almost no sleep last night, and I want sleep too bad to stir up my flail and squee and capslock again, which would be way too easy. But I just have to say:

"Turn Left" was made of total and complete win with little crunchy bits of awesome on top. I mean. You guys, seriously, it was awesome in basically every way. I swear Rusty's been reading my mind or something.

Proper review tomorrow, I hope, because I want to re-watch and also pretty much go over every single thing I loved, which was nearly everything (and that teaser for next week. OMG.), and also because did I mention it's late? And I spent most of today studying for and then taking my History of Alaska final and got in...about three hours of work. So I need to do some of that now.

But dang. This episode. Seriously. Seriously.

Okay, I need to be serious about that "proper review tomorrow" now, operative word being tomorrow, 'cause did I mention how I'm going to get myself back into flail mode again? And then I'll never sleep. Which I probably won't anyway, because OMG.

So I'll leave you with this: Rusty, after this ep, I am this close to forgiving you for the epic WTFery of "Last of the Time Lords," so much so that for the first time I'm almost sad you're leaving. For once you got everything right. Mark me, though, if you keep the next two eps from being completely made of awesome like they clearly want to be and are trying to be, I will hunt you down. Are we clear on that? Okay. Cool.