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November 6th, 2009

you could be the luckiest man alive and not even know it

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Friday Night Lights

spoilers )

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White Collar

This episode was full of "Hey it's that guys!" spoilers )

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pet peeve of the day:

it's spelled PER SE. It means by, in, or of itself : as such : intrinsically. not PER SAY, which is just WRONG. If you don't know how to spell it, DON'T USE IT. Because spell check is not going to pick that one up.

Whew. I feel better now.

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I barely managed to stay awake on the subway coming home tonight, so I took a long nap, but I am still all sleepy. I am very much looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow.

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New Year Thoughts

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For those of you confused by the subject line, the Celtic Pagan New
Year, Samhain, just occurred on Oct 31 :-)

I mentioned briefly in another post that the celebrations I attended
were lovely - a good gathering of people to renew our friendships and
enrich our spirits. Friends Misal and the Pyrate wrote a great ritual
for Samhain, with interesting food for thought that I felt was
especially thinky for the writers out there; especially considering
the time of year it is for us. With NaNo and all the variations
inspired by NaNo and with Yuletide and the other holiday fic exchanges
looming, this is in a way, the New Years for fan writers.

The metaphor they used was seed planting:

There were seeds you planted that flourished and produced a good crop
--Was that because you were diligent and found the right seed,
watered, weeded and checked with your local extension service for
advice on pests and diseases? (Or in our terms, researched your source
material, kept up with your word counts, ruthlessly edited and took
the advice of your betas.)

or
--Was it because you picked something easy to grow that would come up
whether you watched it or not? (or in our terms, did you dash off a
flash fic or a PWP that were bound to be crowd pleasers.)

There were seeds that were planed and failed.
--Was it because you chose something challenging and lost interest?
--Was it through no fault of your own and the elements (or real life)
worked against you?

There were seeds that you did not plant at all
--Did you think that there were already too many things to do?

It doesn't matter all what the answers are, because another year has
past and the harvest is in. No way to improve the word counts for this
year. All that's left is to think of what you want the coming year to
be like.

Namaste!
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November 5th, 2009

LONG(ish?): One Dark and Stormy Evening (Al/Scorpius, NC-17)

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Title: One Dark And Stormy Evening
Pairing: Al/Scorpius
Rating: NC-17 for language, graphic sex
Word Count: about 2,050
Summary: Al and Scorpius drink Polyjuice to look like their dads; hilarity and fucking ensue.
Warnings: They're both 17 and acting their age.  Does teenage stupidity need a warning? 
Disclosure Statement: two large bags of Chili Cheese Fritos and a nice bottle of Riesling were killed in the making of this fic. 
Notes and thanks: Happy belated birthday, Jana!  I tried to combine your present with this month's drunken fanfic challenge -- hence the title, stolen from the prompt -- but didn't get off my arse in time to post it there, so it morphed into something even stranger.  Hope you enjoy it.  :D

ETA: Jana got the bunny for this fic from [info]bryoneybrynn 's hilarious work of staggering genius, Another...and Another...and, Fuck It, Just Leave Me the Bottle.  It's 1,200 words of sheer brilliance.




schlemiel, schlimazel, hasenpfeffer incorporated!

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I did have things to say about Bones, but I don't remember what most of them were. spoilers )

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Supernatural: Changing Channels

rambling about the episode, with spoilers )

I will probably have more thoughts tomorrow.

spoilers for next week's preview )

Oh, also, here is Matt Roush's review of the episode. (Spoiler: he really liked it.)

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Damn, I totally didn't realize that the parade tomorrow is going to fuck with my commute (or my walk to the office after the subway, anyway). Maybe I will sneak out of work and try to see some of it. I did in 1996, when I worked down on Wall St. (I mean, I literally worked in a building on Wall St., not that I worked in the financial industry at that time.) and it was kind of awesome, even though they are not my team. Hmm...

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you are not that pure, sir

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Answers to the mini-dvd commentary meme. The offer is still open, if you're interested after this scintillating discussion. *snerk* I had fun, anyway.

Back from the Great Beyond for little_missmimi )

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We Killed Yamamoto for elliemurasaki )

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Last night, I dreamt that two fangirls had moved into my bedroom in my parents house, while I was trying to live in it, and they were moving my stuff around and taking over my space and I was an unhappy camper, and my parents were like, "but we were just trying to help!"

I don't even know what to do with that. I just know that I woke up disgruntled and er, have remained so. My gruntle has been dissed. Or something.

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I'm not a Yankees fan, but I thought they were kind of adorable last night. And I really don't like the Phillies, though I think they are a really good team, so I can't be too upset with the outcome.

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New show tonight! YAY! I am looking forward to this one a lot. Plus, new Bones, too!

Ah, tv, never leave me!

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November 4th, 2009

So we've finally started watching Merlin...

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What can I say - Robin and I had a fairly large back-log of shows to get through.

Some observations so far:

"You know Mom, I don't normally see slash in shows - but you really can't avoid it on this one."

"All right folks - role call! Merlin? Not so bright. Arthur? Not so bright. Uthyr? Grumpy, and...not so bright. Gaius? Awesome."

"Morgana and Gwen need to unite and rule the kingdom with their yuri awesomeness."

"Hmm...it would seem Morgana is as awesome as her hair."

"Oh sure Merlin - you'd do it for Lancelot, but you won't do it for Arthur. I see how it is."

it's two and two

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I was busy chatting with [info - livejournal.com] angelgazing about [info - livejournal.com] yuletide, so I maybe wasn't paying as close attention to Criminal Minds as I should have been, but that was okay because spoilers )

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In case you missed it, I have a poll up to gauge interest in a possible Dark Angel end of the year fic exchange. I'd need at least ten people willing to play to run the thing, and right now that does not look like it's happening, but I'll leave the poll open until tomorrow afternoon, so if you are interested in such a thing, you should let me know.

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Mini-dvd commentary meme seen everywhere:


Pick a paragraph / passage / scene from any story I've written, and comment to this post with that selection [Note: Please include the title/fandom]. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.


Just so you know, the older something is, the less I remember, and I would prefer not to talk about the XMM or SV stuff.

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Reading about all the "Save Dollhouse" campaigns has got me wondering...

...am I a bad Joss/Eliza fan that I don't necessarily think Dollhouse *deserves* to be saved? Not right now, at any rate.

Flashes of brilliance do not compensate for some of the serious missteps that have been taken so far this season. They knew what was at stake. If I'm going to go beyond my duty as a viewer to help keep them on the air, don't they have a responsibility to at least meet me halfway?

bow down before the one you serve

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filling out my yuletide signup is HARD!

I thought I had it all figured out, and while two of my requests are rock solid GIMME GIMME (Middleman! The Queen's Thief!), I am kind of like, I could ask for this, but I also want that, and what about this and oh, I forgot about that! So I have just spent all this time filling it out and now I am like, is that really what I want to request? I mean, Big Bang Theory! Warlock! but also, Flora Segunda! Smekday! Lucifer! The Sound and the Fury! L'Engleverse! White Collar! Ten Inch Hero! Omg, Up! I could ask for Carl/Ellie! Sports Night is eligible! I could ask for a Dan/Jeremy/Natalie threesome or a Dan/Dana/Natalie threesome that otherwise no one would ever write!

And even with the caveat that I am only going to offer to write things I would be excited about writing, the list is... long. Longer than planned.

Maybe I will do what I did last year - submit, mull, and then resubmit closer to the deadline. Even though it takes forever to sign up.

My life, so hard!

*goes back to filling out the form*

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November 3rd, 2009

All about my neck of the woods

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1. Kidney stone situation all better now. Let's see, started getting symptoms on Sunday, had the percocet level pain on Wednesday when we found out that it had made it to my bladder. Friday I passed the stone and collected it. It's on it's way to a lab for analysis. Depending on the type of stone, I may get some dietary advice to avoid them in the future. The Doc did say it was a large stone and was impressed that I passed it so easily. Frankly, so was I. Thanks again for all the support and well wishes.

2. All my Samhain celebrations were lovely. There was a lot of reconnecting with familiar faces and snuggles from the friends that are the closest.

3. I don't know if I'm annoyed or not about the Republican becoming my new governor. It's not like any of us were happy with Corzine. Hell, I almost voted for the independent this morning, but caved to the Dems because the election was too closet. It is tradition to vote the opposite party into the governor's office. But the last time we did, it was a moderate Republican and she became a Bush appointee after we elected her. Ah well, it's not like any governor in NJ can stand up to the corruption of the NJ Legislature.

It'll be more interesting to see if a write-in candidate makes it onto my town council again this year.

4. Writing! I've been making my 10 minutes minimum and worked on the fic I was supposed to 2 out of 3 times so far. Added 1000 words to the next chapter. What I'm hoping to do is set aside a couple of hours on the weekend and bang it out.

5. I'll need to catch up on NCIS over the weekend to -- I mean, I watched them, but the commenting on.

impossible to resist

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V

I have very fond memories of the original mininseries(es?) and the series that resulted from them, but I wasn't particularly excited about this remake, even with Morena Baccarin and Alan Tudyk in it. I enjoyed it, but it didn't set me on fire. As [info - personal] giandujakiss said, spoilers )

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I'm watching The Good Wife, but man, it is a snoozer of a show. I like Alicia and Kalinda and Will, but it never really engages me. Sigh.

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NCIS: Mid-episode thoughts

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spoilers )

knowing your promises you'll never keep

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This whole waking up every 90 minutes throughout the night thing is not working for me. I mean, I went to bed early enough that I don't feel completely braindead, but I'm still really sleepy.

I totally forgot it was election day until my alarm went off and the news was all, "Election day!" so I went and voted on my way to work. Usually I get up early and am at the polling place when it opens (it is literally across the street from my apartment). This is a holdover from when I used to live in Queens, as my parents always voted at 6 am sharp and were the first people on line. Last year, the line was long but I did not have to wait on it, since I knew my Election District; this year, there was practically nobody in the place. I held my nose and voted for mayor - seriously, I did not like either candidate, but I had to vote against Bloomberg for being an entitled fucker who ignored the voters' wishes and overturned term limits so he could run again. It's not that I am even in favor of term limits (though possibly I voted for them? I don't recall) so much as I am not in favor of a politician setting aside the will of the voters so he could have his own way, like a spoiled brat who doesn't understand that it's not his toy and he has to give it back at the end of the day. I wish the Democrats had found someone more appealing to run against him.

Leo McGarry would not approve of these shenanigans.

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Big Bang Theory

spoilers )

I had a hard time staying awake through Castle, so I really have no idea what the hell was going on, but I did like his scenes with Alexis, and the HITG was the demon priest from Sin City.

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I would like to write, but I am still a little too sleepy and unfocused. I love to sleep so much! Why is it so hard sometimes? It makes no sense! Wah!

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November 2nd, 2009

they want you to love the whole damn world but you won't

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Stuff. And also, things.

+ I slept poorly last night. This is a crappy way to start the week, lemme tell you. And it is still too freaking cold to sleep on the LIRR.

+ Already in (email) conversation today, I have quoted Jeremy Goodwin* and big gay (totally not dead) Larry**. this pleases me.

+ I started writing a story last night that is supposed to be tiny and humorous, and meh, I do not like it at all. It's not funny and it's not interesting. Meh. It's a lot of blah blah blah, as you know, Bob, and that is just bad. It's a funny concept! I just haven't figured out how to make it work. I have other wsip to work on in the meantime.

+ Lastly, my copy of Crush arrived, so I typed this up, since I couldn't find a full version of it online:

Driving, Not Washing

It starts with bloodshed, always bloodshed, always the same
                                       running from something larger than yourself story,
shoving money into the jaws of a suitcase, cutting your hair
         with a steak knife at a rest stop,
and you're off, you're on the run, a fugitive driving away from
                                                 something shameful and half-remembered.
They're hurling their bodies down the freeway
                                                 to the smell of gasoline,
which is the sound of a voice saying I told you so.
                                                                       Yes you did, dear.
Every story has its chapter in the desert, the long slide from kingdom
         to kingdom through the wilderness,
                    where you learn things, where you're left to your own devices.
Henry's driving,
         and Theodore's bleeding shotgun into the upholstery.
It's a road movie,
         a double-feature, two boys striking out across America, while desire,
                   like a monster, crawls up out of the lake
with all of us watching, with all of us wondering if these two boys will
         find a way to figure it out.
                                                            Here is the black box, the shut eye,
the bullet pearling in his living skin. This boy, half-destroyed,
          screaming Drive into that tree, drive off the embankment.
                                                                          Henry, make something happen.

But angels are pouring out of the farmland, angels are swarming
          over the grassland,
Angels rising from their little dens, arms swinging, wings aflutter,
         dropping their white-hot bombs of love.
                                        We are not dirty, he keeps saying. We are not dirty...
                   They want you to love the whole damn world but you won't,
you want it all narrowed down to one fleshy man in the bath,
                                       who knows what to do with his body, with his hands.
It should follow,
         you know this, like the panels of a comic strip,
                   we should be belted in, but you still can't get beyond your skin,
and they're trying to drive you into the ground, to see if anything
                                                                                                   walks away.

~Richard Siken

So very Sam/Dean. Sigh.


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* "...A full house. Dan already folded the 6 you needed and I have the other one. You don't have a house of any sort. You don't have a pup tent. You've got trip-7s and I have a straight. I want you to trust me right now. I want you to say to yourself, 'Yeah, I've dated a string of jerks in my life. They were stupid, they were mean to me, but maybe this one's different. Maybe I should take a chance and not adopt the break-up-with-him-before-he-breaks-my-heart strategy.' I want you to remember that when I started liking you, I didn't stop liking tennis. And I want you to know that I don't think there's a woman in the world that you need to be threatened by, no matter how glamorous you think she is. But mostly, I want you to trust me, just once, when I tell you that you have three 7s... and I have a straight."

**"This is our year, I'm telling you. Best football season ever. I'm so in shape, I'm a rock. It's all about egg whites. If we can focus, keep discipline, and not have quite as many mysterious deaths, Sunnydale is gonna *rule!*"

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November 1st, 2009

The Mrs Weasleys' Great Meat Pie Contest

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Title: The Mrs Weasleys' Great Meat Pie Contest
Author: Lee West
Characters/Pairings: Arthur/Molly, Bill/Fleur, Charlie/Viktor, Percy/Audrey, George/Angelina, Ron/Hermione, Harry/Ginny and Teddy/Victoire
Rating: R
Kinks/Themes Chosen: Edible Aphrodisiacs at [info]daily_deviant, here
Other Warnings: Use and abuse of pie.
Word Count: 2,634
Summary/Descriptions: Which of the Mrs Weasleys makes the best meat pie?
Author's Notes: For everyone whose pies are not "as good as my mother's."

Thank you muchly to Sab and Minnow for betaing.

The Mrs Weasleys' Great Meat Pie Contest

just like mary down in mexico on all souls day

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I stayed out on the island and went to dinner tonight for my mother's birthday, and now I am all sleepy and it is only 6:30 but it's full dark. Sigh. I do not like that it gets dark so early and stays dark for so long. Sigh.

I also do not like that the Giants have apparently completely forgotten how to play football. Sigh.

Let's do the monthly wrap-up:

Top 5 songs - October 2009

5. Momentum - Vienna Teng

4. For Blue Skies - Strays Don't Sleep

3. You Know You're Right - Nirvana

2. Alphabet of Hurricanes - Tom McRae

1. Psalms 40:2 - the Mountain Goats

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Monthly writing roundup - October 2009

The Dover Test
Supernatural; Dean/Risa; adult; spoilers through 5.04; 1,606 words
If she doesn't laugh, she'll cry.

Or Perish Together as Fools
Supernatural; Sam/Dean; pg; spoilers through 5.04; 1,000 words
If they fail, at least they'll fail together.

He Shall, from Time to Time...
Supernatural; Sam and Dean; spoilers through 5x05; pg; 2,530 words
In which Sam closes the (imaginary) door, but later opens it.

One Wing of Silence
Supernatural; Sam and Dean; spoilers through 4.22 only; pg; 2,020 words
This is one secret he can help Sam keep.

Wireless and Lawless
Supernatural; Sam and Dean; pg; no spoilers; 2,150 words
In which Dean thinks he's Tony Stark and Sam wants to be Sonny Crockett.

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I should probably try to write this evening, but I think I am in for a spot of comfort rereading and maybe some bubble shooter, which is completely and ridiculously addictive.

Sigh.

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I now have evidence that I do have a brain after all!

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First of all, I want to say thank you to everyone for your wonderful thoughts, energy, and prayers. My headaches do seem to be a bit better. Still an every day occurrence, but at least they aren't ALL day, or as bad as they were. So perhaps they are on the way to resolving.

Second, the MRI. I have reviewed the films myself, and there are no signs of growths, tumors, or anything worrying. It did show plenty of deep sinus inflammation, which is likely what has been causing my headaches. (Likely in concert with stress.) We already knew that my frontal sinuses are very abnormally small, but they are there.

Fixability (hey! I made a new word!) is questionable. We have already tried nasal steroids, allergy medicine, and anti-inflammatories. I did allergy shots years ago, which helped my asthma, but did nothing for my sinuses. I've done sinuses washes to clean them out. I've also tried just leaving them alone. I really don't want to start on the path of pain meds. Nor do I really want to contemplate surgery. The only thing that seemed to have helped was a short course of oral steroids I took a while back for bronchitis. It got rid of my headaches for a brief period. But that certainly isn't a long term solution.

So it seems that we are left with a watch and wait scenario. Particularly since they seem to be getting somewhat better.

Again, thanks to everyone for your wonderful thoughts and prayers!

Wow, it's a mess in here

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But it's a mess with purpose. ::nods firmly::

I'm down to four boxes of mostly paper left to go through in the keep/recycle/shred project. FOUR. Considering that I started Friday afternoon with nine (not all full) boxes, a huge shopping bag, and a pile on the floor, I'm quite pleased with progress. One of the remaining boxes is mostly hanging files and some stuff I had wanted to keep earlier, so I'll just zoom through that. I have another basket of stuff to recycle, and I did about half the shredding, so there's still more of that. But still. I think I'm done for today--I put in about 90 minutes on it, and I'm going to kick back and read and knit and maybe try to catch up on LJ (I've been at skip=160 all week) for a while. I have a few things on the DVR I want to watch, and then I'm going back to SL's for a late lunch.

I found my list of notes for storing and filing things from about a year ago. It mostly still applies. :-)

There's stuff everywhere, but there are also empty spots on the shelves, so I think this is working out OK. I may need a couple more boxes or a different basket for a couple of the cubbies in the Expedit, but I'll think about that when I have everything down to what I'm keeping. Things aren't quite sorted by like, but I'm getting there. I'm thinking about add-ons for the Besta shelf, too. I may still get that file pull-out, but I'm not sure yet. I like those skinny plastic trays for paper or projects, too. Not that I'd get them now, but I would like to have a plan.

It's sunny and cool today, and I'm happy but confused by the time change. Could we just never change the clocks again? That would be good.

October 31st, 2009

Ramble. And ramble. And cheering.

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Bad week, weird week, good week, full of whining, headaches, frustrating attempts to card uncooperative wool, good friends, kitties, and a massively insane decision to go through my paper mess, which has (mostly) been conveniently stored in the little room off the deck.

Dear lord, something resembling progress. Somewhere. Maybe not the best choice, but it's the opposite of me being frozen. I'm taking it. )

I took SL's kitties to the vet for their check-ups/vaccinations yesterday, and they sent me silly ecards to say thank you. :D

Wednesday, I went to KM's to help card wool, but the fleece was so fine that it grew neps while we looked at it. She finally declared the project hopeless, and we went in search of a different fleece for her club. By the time we found a couple of possibles, it was time for me to go; we were both exhausted. I felt unhelpful, which may have contributed to the melt-down. Yes, it's all about me. :p

Still fighting the sinus/throat thing. I think it's mostly allergies--I've released huge clouds of old dust and, probably, mold.

Still. YAY!!! Progress! Odd progress, but yay!! \o/

you had an army of suits behind you

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I has a White Collar icon. Though I'd really like a good icon that also includes Elizabeth. That pic where Peter and Elizabeth are kissing while Peter is handcuffed to Neal? Surely someone has made icons out of that.

This week's episode continued the adorable. spoilers )

So I uploaded this icon, and that's fine on DW, where I now have 250 slots, but I only have 199 slots on LJ, so I had to do some shuffling, which is always hard for me. No matter how much I am like, "Eh, I never use that icon, I will totally switch it out when I find something I like better," I am always all, "but I can't switch out that icon! I've had it forever!" even though I never use it. It makes things difficult, especially since I know if I don't have an icon with the same keyword on LJ, I probably won't use it to post via DW.

My weird quirks, let me show you them.

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Happy Halloween!

It's not really much of a holiday to me - it's my mother's birthday, so that overshadows everything else. And also, I am just not into being scared. I don't like it at all. And I am meh about dressing up. I do like the candy, though, so that's a win. And I enjoy seeing little kids enjoying themselves.

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Have I mentioned that I'm a Miserable Fuck?

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We're less than twenty-four hours away from November, at least in my time zone and that can only mean one thing to us writerly types -- Pain, Suffering, Frustration, Misery and potentially blood loss.

It is the National Novel Writing Month - NaNoWriMo or just NaNo for short - where some people will attempt to write 50,000 words in 30 days. I've already made myself crazy trying and failing to do that twice.

Last year, feeling a sense of desperation that I might sign for a third time, that the wise, wonderful, all knowing and not to mention, fucking intimidating Flist pointed me in a new direction. Intimidating because you all just seem to be able to write - how the hell do you just do that???? (Ducks the inevitable tomatoes.)

The direction was to [info - livejournal.com] wrisomifu - Write Something You Miserable Fuck - In their own words:

Write Something, You Miserable Fuck is a writing group for underachievers who enjoy the company of same. To join, all you need to do is commit to writing (original fic, fanfic, to do lists, your thesis, your memoirs - anything!) for at least ten minutes each day for the entire month of November. And you are permitted - encouraged even! - to complain bitterly about every single word.

This was what I needed. But you may have noticed, since it's less than 24 hours before November, at least in my time zone, that this is short notice. Dude, based on that comm description, did you somehow think that procrastination wasn't involved? Sheeesh.

You have until midnight on the 31st of October to sign up. No, I have no idea midnight in what time zone and I haven't calculated the full impact of the US and Canada shifting back to standard time at 2am on November 1st. Haven't calculated except -- 1 more hour to squeeze that ten minutes into!!!

Check out that user info of the comm - it has three links to posts where you can request an invite into the community.

In closing, I'm a miserable fuck and you can be one too.

Was that 10 minutes? It felt like 10 minutes.

October 30th, 2009

let the wild rumpus start

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Alyssa and I went to see Where the Wild Things Are tonight and that was one of the saddest movies I have ever seen in my life. I mean, like, existentially sad. Exceptionally melancholic. I mean, I think it was brilliant in the way it captures (and evokes) the visceral emotions of being a kid, the moodswings from utter joy to sheer desolation, from warm contentment to the gut-punch of fear and loneliness and then never all the way back, like a pendulum that never quite reaches the apex of its arc and is slowing to a stop, or the decrescendo of a swing when your legs are tired and you're getting ready to jump off. But sad with the knowledge that sometimes broken things can't be fixed, even when we want them to be, and sometimes it's ridiculous to even try (the arm!) but we have to anyway, to keep going.

The kid who played Max was fantastic, as were the actors playing the monsters. Oh, my heart.

I recommend seeing it, but you should probably bring tissues.

Anyway, I just got home a few minutes ago, so I haven't seen tonight's "White Collar" yet. Tomorrow, I guess.

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samson was the strongest man that lived on earth

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[info - personal] unfitforsociety has been updated with 16 recs for October 2009:

+ 11 Supernatural
+ 3 crossovers
+ 1 each Castle and Star Trek Reboot

Speaking of recs, I've been reccing SPN on [info - livejournal.com] crack_van this month, so I'll be posting those here when I'm done, though I don't believe there's anything I didn't already rec on [info - personal] unfitforsociety. (I also spent a little time revising the interests there, though they're still not quite right. Hmm...)

Also speaking of recs, you guys, I keep thinking about the Friday Night Lights season premiere and IT WAS SO FREAKING GOOD. WHY DO KYLE CHANDLER AND CONNIE BRITTON NOT HAVE A MILLION EMMYS*?

WHY DO MORE PEOPLE NOT WATCH THIS SHOW**?

IT IS NOT A SHOW ABOUT FOOTBALL. It is an AWESOME show about PEOPLE that sometimes has football in it. It's about football the way Sports Night was about sports. Football is a framework to hang stories on, and a prism through which to see characters, but it's not... you don't need to care about football to love this show.

I just... I think it's the best show on television right now (I don't watch Mad Men, but one day I will get around to it), and it makes me sad that more people don't watch it and love it the way it should be watched and loved. The writing, the acting, the directing, the cinematography, the music - it's so good - real and true and heartbreaking and I can't even articulate how good it is. *flails*

So, you know, if you have DirecTV, or if you have, ahem, alternative means of viewing television, Friday Night Lights should be at the top of your list. Trust me. Have I ever steered you wrong***?

In other TV news, I sometimes venture off my flist to f2 or my network or whatever we're calling it these days, and sometimes it works out great - I find new fic or icons or interesting stuff - and sometimes it scares the crap out of me.

You know, I knew there were people out there who hate Sam Winchester - I've seen it in their fic and their recaps, and once I've seen it, I try to avoid ever seeing it again because 1. Sam Winchester is AWESOME and 2. SAM WINCHESTER IS MORE AWESOME THAN YOU, and 3. he was A++ SUPER AWESOME**** in last night's episode, and yet, there are still people who hate him. I clicked out of those posts quickly, but I have to be honest: my kneejerk reaction is SHUN THE UNBELIEVERS! KILL THEM WITH FIRE*****!

Possibly I have had caffeine today for the first time in a while. Um.

My more rational reaction is to click out and avoid going off my flist for a while, and to feel sad and confused that there are people out there who hate Sam, until I remember how awesome he is and how much he loves Dean and Dean loves him, and then I am okay.

Lastly, speaking of awesome things and awesome TV shows, etc., [info - livejournal.com] chicklet_girl alerted me to the fact that next year, students at Harvard will be able to take a course about The Wire. *is jealous*

Is it time to go home yet?

How about now?

...Now?

--
*Because the Emmys are dumb and out of touch, yes, but regardless!

**Okay, I know why now, because it's on DirecTV, and also the second season on NBC had that dumbass murder plotline, which is up there with the dumbest things ever - that kind of plot might work on Melrose Place, but Friday Night Lights isn't that kind of show. But season one was one of those perfect seasons of TV, you know? Even with some small bobbles, it was still utterly amazing.

***Wait, don't answer that.

****This is not a spoiler.

*****Hello, irony.

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October 29th, 2009

a big missed call

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Supernatural: The Curious Case of Dean Winchester

random rambling with spoilers )

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there's a joy to this game

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Friday Night Lights

clear eyes full hearts can't lose )

I think that was a good start to what will hopefully be an excellent season.

Now I have to go shower before SPN comes on.

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Another Happy New Year comes

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We're rapidly moving through the Autumn and passing through many of the world's New Year celebrations - Rosh Hashanha, Dewali, Advent is coming, Nov 29, but now it is Samhain - the Celtic-pagan New Year. You can see some glimpses of it it in Halloween if you know where to look, but more on that later.

Samhain is the most important date on the Celtic-pagan calendar. One of the 8 modern Sabbats, marking the quarters (solstices and equinoxes) and cross-quarters (the halfway marks of solstices and equinoxes - Feb 1, Imbolc; May 1, Beltaine; Aug 1, Lughnassa (Lammas); Oct 31; Samhain). I say "modern," because the one piece of historical evidence that shows the Celtic Calendar lists only the cross-quarter days. However, the pre-Celtic pagans left their marks in stone circles in the places the Celts invaded. Stonehenge and New Grange both clearly mark the solstices. Other pagan groups celebrated the equinoxes and solstices more heavily; thus we moderns very often celebrate 8.

Samhain is the celebration of the ancestors, which the Catholic church tried to gloss over with the creation of All Saints Day and All Souls Day - In Mexico, the people moved their indigenous Day of the Dead, El Día de los Muertos, to All Saints Day so as not to get into trouble with the Catholic Church. The early church used this technique a lot: Tangent! Calendar talk )

The difference between Samhain and All Saints? The Christian celebration is about people who have gone away and have achieved or are trying to achieve a better place. The pagan celebration is about the people that never left us and are just hard to see. It is a fundamental difference between pagan beliefs and Abrahamic beliefs: deity is immanent in the pagan world; spiritual power infused everything and is right here, right now. The power is available to those willing to see it and live in harmony with it. Abrahamic beliefs have a seperation between deity and deity's creation that occurred do to sin - a gap that humanity must strive to overcome to reconnect with deity.

This is not the beliefs of all pagans, but is very much a part of the beliefs of the Celts and those closest to pre-agricultural, aboriginal, and shamanic spiritual beliefs. The Celts, the Romans, Greeks, Vikings were all post-agricultural pagans and radically changed the focus of their beliefs from the pre-agricultural ancestors. Instead of being focused in a broader spiritual world, which was defined by the people of the tribe, the post-ags became focused on protecting and deifying their immediate surroundings, because they were tied in to place by their crops. It's still evident in the world's few remaining aboriginal peoples - the focus is the tribe, the spirits of the land where they wander and their dead, who are just other members of the tribe.

I find it best expressed in the poem Senegalese Breaths by Birago Diop, who is expressing a pan-African view.

Listen more often to things rather than beings.
Hear the fire's voice,
Hear the voice of water.
In the wind hear the sobbing of the trees,
It is our forefathers breathing.

The dead are not gone forever.
They are in the paling shadows,
And in the darkening shadows.
The dead are not beneath the ground,
They are in the rustling tree,
In the murmuring wood,
In the flowing water,
In the still water,
In the lonely place, in the crowd:
The dead are not dead.

Listen more often to things rather than beings.
Hear the fire's voice,
Hear the voice of water.
In the wind hear the sobbing of the trees.
It is the breathing of our forefathers,
Who are not gone, not beneath the ground,
Not dead.

The dead are not gone for ever.
They are in a woman's breast,
A child's crying, a glowing ember.
The dead are not beneath the earth,
They are in the flickering fire,
In the weeping plant, the groaning rock,
The wooded place, the home.
The dead are not dead.

Listen more often to things rather than beings.
Hear the fire's voice,
Hear the voice of water.
In the wind hear the sobbing of the trees.
It is the breathing of our forefathers.

You can listen to Sweet Honey in the Rock's awesome interpretation of the poem here -- scroll down to the album Breaths and listen to the first track, Breaths


As for Halloween-

Halloween is to Samhain as the Radio City Christmas Spectacular is to Midnight Mass

Which isn't to say that you can't enjoy both of them, but they are so not the same. Of course there is the ironic part where Halloween, despite it's many misplaced and misapplied pagan trappings is actually a Christian holiday -- All Hallows Eve, as in the night before All Hallows day, aka, All Saints Day.

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As for me this year, I'll be baking cupcakes and wearing my awesome new witch hat to work to celebrate Halloween. Likewise, I sewed a dragon tail for E's costume. The older and more sophisticated R (age 6.5) is going pirate. I'll be stealing some of their candy later on. I'll also buy candy to pass out to Trick or Treaters. *cough* Let us not dwell on the fact I live on a dangerous country road and kids don't trick or treat on my street. ;-)

This year I'm attending two Samhain celebrations. Friend Misal, one of the moon sisters, felt called to open up her home for larger pagan gatherings. We both belonged to a large group that had around 20-30 regulars and up to 80 or so folks that would come for a holiday or two. The farm where we used to gather was sold, and the group gently dissolved into smaller, more local groups. We had folks regularly travel 50 miles to attend and some that would come from a hundred miles for the bigger holidays.

Misal's celebration will be much smaller, but hopefully put us all back in touch with the folks that are in our neck of the woods. I'm really looking forward to catching up with some folks I've lost touch with. We will feast, have an ancestor's shrine and do ritual. In the Celtic-pagan view, the veil between the ordinary world and the unseen world was think at Samhain, allowing for greater communion with the spirit world.

The other celebration will be [info - livejournal.com] rockin_violin's annual family celebration. It's a dinner ritual where we gather around the table, remembering that death is just another part of life and asking those ancestors to join us more closely. We go around the table and light candles for those that have passed in the year and those that have been pulling at our memories. Then we make a plate for the ancestors and fill our own plates.

Unless there's a safety issue, for we are not dumb!pagans, the candles burn until the stop or until we head off to bed. The ancestor's plate is taken outside to share with those spirit beings that send ask a corporeal being (usually furred or feathered) to pick them up a snack.

I wish you all a Happy New Year, no matter when one you celebrate yours. May we all think about expanding our souls or conscious a little more. A friend of mine recently told me how she boiled down religion for her child. If it makes you love people more; it's a good thing. May we all find greater understanding of each other in our beliefs whether they are spiritual or not.

I'm home today....although, maybe late to say that

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Once again, thank you all for your thoughts, prayers and hugs yesterday.

This morning alarm went off, I pee'd in a stainer and then went back to sleep until about 10:30am. And do you know, I actually felt guilty for five minutes. Not so much right now, but you'd think that a good pagan girl should be able to shake the self-destructive form that the Puritan Work Ethic has evolved into here in the USA. But back to the medical details. Yeah, I am going to keep talking about my urinary tract )

To sum up, little aches today but no need for pain killers, prescription or otherwise.

Actually, kidney stones are a little like a disaster movie.

*With little to no notice, disaster strikes, causing destruction, pain and suffering.
*There is a rush for emergency service that buckle down and face the disaster head on.
*Then there's the phase where the immediate danger has passed but you're still waiting for the electricity to come back on or the flood waters to recede.
*Then there's the clean up phase.

I'm somewhere between the last two. Last time I never caught a stone -- the assumption was that it was the type that is made of crystals that breakup and not calcium rocks. So it might be gone. Now there's the non-painful, but annoying aftermath to deal with.

October 28th, 2009

that should be a doubleplay

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NBC is ordering six more episodes of "Chuck" from Warner Bros.

That's in addition to the 13 already ordered.

The network has not yet confirmed, but sources say this is a "done deal."

The original plan was for "Chuck" to return in March.

Now sources say "Chuck" will likely return in January and will be partnered with "Heroes" on Monday nights. (source)
(thanks to [info - livejournal.com] amberlynne for the heads up)

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Healing Thoughts please

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If you could sent a thought or vibe this way, it would be appreciated.

cut for those who don't want to read )

So, if you could spare a thought, or vibe, or prayer my way that everything looks good and that my head stops hurting, I would be very, very, grateful!

Not all bleak today :-)

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I just turned on the TV and heard that Obama signed the Matthew Shepard Act today.

He [President Obama] spoke more personally about the new civil rights protections. A priority of the late Sen. Edward M. Kennedy, D-Mass., that had been on the congressional agenda for a decade, the measure is named for Matthew Shepard, the gay Wyoming college student murdered 11 years ago.

Obama acknowledged Shepard's mom, Judy, and remembered that he had told her this day would come. He also gave a nod to Kennedy's family. Going forward, Obama promised, people will be protected from violence based on "what they look like, who they love, how they pray or why they are."

I'm home

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4mm stone, last seen at the entrance to the bladder.

Here's the layout. We have the kidney, designed to pass only liquid. Therefore it has these tiny tubes call ureters, leading to the bladder, which is roomy compared to everything else. Well, roomy until you hit the urethra, but that's still larger than the ureters.

4mm is about the largest stone that can be passed without breaking it up first. The fact that my 4mm is at the entrance to the bladder means that the worst is over. Not that I want to repeat the experience, but I have to say that it was easier than the first time. The serious hydration I do may have helped.

After they unhooked me from my IV full of painkillers, they wrote me script for more painkillers.patted me on the head and sent me home.

Tired now.

Thank you all for the well wishes this morning.

i'll be your slaughterhouse, your killing floor

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1. So it appears that 1. people think I should just do a recs update anyway, and 2. a majority of people prefer "Pepper" by the Butthole Surfers to the other songs listed. Or maybe they just mind the sun less than other things. (Poor Morrissey. Most people mind if you forget them.) I wish we had some sun here. It's been grey and rainy for days, and apparently will continue to be so. Sigh.

ii. I wrote last night! A totally new story that was not on any of my lists, but. uh, 285 words so far. Yay!

C. Friday Night Lights returns tonight. On DirecTV, so you know, YAY! Well, a small YAY! because I don't know when exactly I will get to see it. But after last season's awesome, I am hopeful.

d. [info - livejournal.com] ignited has a info on a casting side and episode title for SPN episode 12. spoiler )

You know, I am generally pretty laid back about spoilers - I don't mind episode titles and casting spoilers (sometimes I don't think they even ARE spoilers, but whatevs) and even TV-guide like blurbs, though I don't like to know plot twists ahead of time - but back in my BtVS days, I became anti-spoiler because I'd read them and speculate and get all bent out of shape and it was damaging my enjoyment of the show. Now, with SPN, I feel like I kind of need some small cushion of spoilers, in case there is something I'll find upsetting and need to brace for. It's kind of a weird change. I mean, I am really enjoying s5 so far (but then, I really liked s4 for the most part), but I don't really trust the PTB. I never do. (note: that is not an invitation to tell me I should trust them, and why you do.) I'm most wary of the shows I'm most invested in, and right now, that's SPN, which has certainly given me cause to be wary in the past. Sigh.

V. via various people on my flist and delicious network: Women in WWII is a series of fantastic photographs of women who fought (for various values of "fought") in WWII. That first image of women firefighters at Pearl Harbor is AMAZINGLY AWESOME.

f. I am still trying to figure out what to ask for and offer in [info - livejournal.com] yuletide. I have two requests figured out (Middleman! The Queen's Thief!), I think, but I am still torn on the others, especially as the other things I really want (Max/Alec, Booth/Brennan, Morgan/Garcia, Tony/Pepper) are all ineligible. And I am resolved this year to only offer a small handful of things I'm excited about writing, rather than anything I think I might be interested in writing. We'll see how that goes.

7. Here's another Richard Siken poem that is totally angsty Sam/Dean to me.

Wishbone

You saved my life he says I owe you everything )

*

I totally want to name a story "my tongue in your mouth like the hand of a thief" and also "turn myself into a gun." So much inspiration there. Sigh.

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This post brought to you by Tramadol and Percoset

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Just in case any of you were wondering,

a)The kind of pain that wakes you up our of a sound sleep is the kind that you should get looked into - so said my gastroenterologist when I used to have a gallbladder

and while we're at it,

b)The kind of pain that makes you throw up, is worth a trip to the emergency room - so said my chiropractor when I was thinking it was my back, last time.

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So I woke up. It's dark and the alarm hasn't even begun the near futile task of trying to wake me up. I need to pee, but for those of you who saw my post last night, the urgency might be a false alarm. So I'm sitting there, taking care of business, and wondering why my back seems to hurt so much over my hip. Did I sleep on it oddly? The more important question was why was it getting worse?

Enough brain cells woke up to remind me that the scouts had seen the oncoming signs of a kidney stone attack, and while it's been 18 months since this kind of pain happened the last time, yes, that was it. For a couple of seconds there, I wondered if I should give it a few minutes before breaking out the prescription pain killers.

bwahahahahaha

I was yanking off all my clothes as I was diving for the Tramadol, conveniently stored in the fridge. See, when I'm in that much pain, I also get hot flashes. Fortunately the dry mouth hadn't reached the point where I didn't have trouble swallowing the pill. That was 5:26am.

Maybe I could lie down while the meds were kicking in. Percocet usually takes 30 minutes or so and Tramadol is from the same family, aka Ultracet. I had asked for something lighter than Percocet last time, Feb 16, 2006, so maybe I could work. The doctor looked doubtfully at me and said, Yeah, don't drive on either of these.

At about 5:46 I was debating if he had lied and this stuff was just aspirin or a sugar pill or if the prescription had died in the fridge. I found the percoset where it was conveniently located in my travel bag -- never leave home without it. I stopped carrying it in my purse about six months ago. I guess it took a year to forget the *pain* enough.

It was prowl the house pain as opposed to writhe fruitlessly on the furniture pain so I toughed it out for another five minutes before taking the percocet. Two minutes later the pain magically faded away, which would have been the tramadol kicking in 26 minutes after taking it.

Obviously the thing to do was write this post.

I'll be calling the local friends when it reaches a decent hour and asking for a ride to the emergency room. The thing with kidney stones is that once they figure our how big your stones are they tend to send you home with pain killer. If they're small enough, you pee through a strainer until their god. The strainer is in the hopes that you catch something fantastic in you're pee, so they can figure out what your stones are made of. If they're too big, 4mm or more, they start looking at the options to bust the stones up so you can go home with pain killers and wait for plan A to happen.

In other words, it can wait a few hours. I probably won't have to wait until next Wednesday to see my urologist.

...and then there's the other thing.

Last time it was in the right kidney. This time it's the left. While this is not remotely unusual, all of my follow-up testing said that the left side was clear. Apparently not anymore.

*sigh*

Oh, there's the percocet kicking in. I'd smile, but it's going to be a long day.

October 27th, 2009

Bleargh

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The bad:

Sinus headache that will not go away. Usually, this is not a huge issue when it rains. It's raining.

Apartment a mess. I'm not even sure how it happened; it was fine Friday.

Have yet to take out the recycling, which is going to attack any minute.

I feel like pooh.

The good:

Made risotto for dinner.

The linguica I added to the soup I took out of the freezer is yummy.

I'm making pumpkin cinnamon rolls, finally. Now I just need to stay awake long enough to get them into the oven and out again.

I have progressed on both socks.

Got a lamp for the shelf by the door, so I can see to spin at night.

Liked Castle and So You Think You Can Dance.


I guess I'm doing better than not...

Dragons, good -- Kidney Stones, bad

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I'm in the process of making nephew E a dragon tail to go with his silly hat that I brought him from Paul Bunyan land in Minnesota. He'll be spiky everywhere.

You know, assuming I don't suddenly double over in pain -- so much pain that I start tossing my cookies. That's what happened last time. Just to be clear, the discomfort I have now is manageable with ibuprofen, but I've got the percocet waiting in the wings. Much more whining under the cut )

i'll hold you forever

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I just got my first ever flu shot (seasonal, not h1n1). I didn't even bleed. Hopefully this is a good sign. It was the first shot I'd had since I got an MMR booster when I was in college, but since I used to donate blood fairly frequently it was not a big deal. I still don't like needles, though.

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I was looking over my delicious, because the end of the month is approaching and that's usually when I do my recs update, but I currently only have 13 stories on the list. That is a very small update - usually I have between 30 and 40 stories, but this month I haven't read a lot (and I guess what I have read hasn't really made an impression) - I've mostly been rereading favorites and comfort reads. I don't find near as many stories that interest me as I used to. This makes me sad.

Anyway, in the past once or twice when this has happened, I've just postponed the update until the next month so there was a larger number of stories being recced, but maybe I should just post them (they are all SPN or SPN crossovers) and hope that next month there will be more fic that piques my interest.

What do you think?

Take the poll on LJ.


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October 26th, 2009

you're the prince to my ballerina

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Castle

spoilers for the Halloween episode )

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My niece got us tickets for the Bon Jovi concert next May, when he's opening the new Giants stadium. He's definitely on my list of artists I've always wanted to see. this should be an interesting experience, though - along with me and my niece, my sister and my brother-in-law's sister are going.

Also, my niece was grilling me about why I don't write HP fic anymore (she suggested some Luna/Neville sekrit baby fic, and you guys, she doesn't even know about my weakness for sekrit baby fic!) and I was like, you should catch up on Supernatural so you can read my stories in that. And then I was saying I don't know what to write next - I've got the depressing season 5 casefile, I've got the Dean/Sam/Pam, and I've got the Dean/Wendy fight zombies and make out story, and she was like, zombies! Always go with zombies.

I think she has fine baby fangirl instincts (not a baby anymore, really; she's 19. How did that even happen?), though I have a feeling I might work on the depressing casefile and the Dean/Sam/Pam instead. I feel like I need to do a Middleman rewatch to get the Dean/Wendy going. We'll see, I guess.

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Op-Ed - women stuff

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One wonders if the handful of men who are on the flist made it past
the subject line, fearing a post about biology ;-)

Anyway, I was reading an Op-ed piece in the the NY Times - The
Mismeasure of a Woman
written by Joanne Lipman, a former deputy
managing editor at The Wall Street Journal, was the founding editor in
chief of Condé Nast Portfolio magazine. It's about women in the
workplace, and what Lipman has experienced in the workforce since she
entered in 1983.

It caught my eye, because that's my generation - I'm 43 and graduated
from college in 1988. Her stories were completely familiar to me. We
rejected the feminists of the 70s for being too militant. We knew we
were equal and never looked back until we slammed into a glass ceiling
and needed to suck up some reality. One of my friends is in her 60s.
Last year when our women's full moon circle was working from a goddess
based magic book from the 70s, I was appreciating the effort, but
still couldn't handle the rhetoric. While we were talking about it,
my friend told us about how she was turned down for a loan in the late
70s because she was a divorced woman. This was in spite of having good
credit and a steady well paying job. She went in and talked to the
bank manager and politely asked, wtf? She got her loan, but only
because she asked twice. Somewhere in the decade between her loan
struggle and my graduation from college, my generation had lost sight
of that.

We felt better over the years as our numbers in the workforce
increased while we lived with the bitter reality that we still made
less on the dollar - 2009; 0.77 on the dollar. God, that last one was
hammered home for me last year. I worked for LittleCo for ten years,
it paid my bills. In the last two years Megacorp has been adjusting
salaries to match job titles and responsibilities. I ended up with
over a 20% raise last year - not because I was awesome (even though I
am), but because I was underpaid *that* much. I am at the bottom of
the salary range for my title, which probably means that I'm still
underpaid. As the article points out, it shows in other places as
well. 50% of the work force is now female, but under 20% represent
executives and senior staff.

She recommends playing to our strengths - and damn if I don't
recognize those too. Things like the measure of my life isn't my
career. I've always said that if they laid me off tomorrow, I'd find
a way to pay the mortgage because I wasn't too proud to walk into
Wal-mart, if an engineering job wasn't on the horizon. I don't know
what it all means, but I figured if I didn't get what was happening in
the generation of women before me and was taking a while to see what
was happening to my generation then the generations after me probably
had their blind spots too.

So what about you women of the late 90s and the 21st century? What
does the workplace feel like to you? Have you done better than my
generation and our willing to walk into your boss' office and demand a
raise? I still couldn't do that, and I'm not sure how much of it is
me being a procrastinator and how much of it is being told that one
shouldn't make waves. Don't think I'm leaving you out sisters of the
80s and mothers of the 70s and earlier - what's it been like for you?
Do you recognize these stories?

Testing!

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Test post for multiple journal posting...(I finally got off my butt to try to configure this...)

this is where we used to live

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Meh. I went to bed late (stupid Giants) and woke up at 5:30 am and didn't get back to sleep. Since I didn't go home yesterday, I had a whole long trainride to nap, but it was so freaking cold I couldn't get comfortable.

*yawn*

It's 10:15 am and I already want the day to be over. (This is why I usually go home on Sunday afternoon, but the LIRR was doing all sorts of trackwork and nonsense yesterday, and also I think there was no E service? So going home would have basically eaten my whole afternoon.)

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I posted a story yesterday:

Wireless and Lawless
Supernatural; Sam and Dean; pg; no spoilers; 2,150 words
In which Dean thinks he's Tony Stark and Sam wants to be Sonny Crockett.

cut for long-winded blather about the story and because you should never explain your jokes except I am totally doing that )

Anyway, it amused me, and since [info - livejournal.com] innie_darling has a standing request for happy!Dean, it seemed fitting. Thanks to everyone who's commented. I really appreciate it.

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I suppose I must do some work now. Sigh.

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October 25th, 2009

fic: Wireless and Lawless (Supernatural; Sam and Dean; pg)

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Wireless and Lawless
Supernatural; Sam and Dean; pg; no spoilers; 2,150 words
In which Dean thinks he's Tony Stark and Sam wants to be Sonny Crockett.

Written for the lovely and talented [info - livejournal.com] tenaciousmetoo and [info - livejournal.com] innie_darling's birthday. Sorry it's late. Thanks to [info - livejournal.com] angelgazing for handholding.

Wireless and Lawless )

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October 24th, 2009

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nice day, with margaritas )

Embrace the pain. Spank your inner moppet. Whatever.

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Someone on friendsfriends posted this list of 13 kickass BtVS moments and I must take issue with it!

Too much from the later seasons (too much Spike *ptui*), and it doesn't include the best Buffy (show & character) moment ever, from Becoming 2:

Angelus: Now that's everything, huh? No weapons... No friends... No hope. Take all that away... and what's left?

Buffy: Me.

or the yellow crayon moment in Grave. It doesn't include the Buffy/Faith fight! It doesn't include Giles's speech in Lie to Me, which I feel the need to quote:

Buffy: Does it ever get easy?

Giles: You mean life?

Buffy: Yeah. Does it get easy?

Giles: What do you want me to say?

Buffy: Lie to me.

Giles: Yes, it's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and, uh, we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after.

Buffy: Liar.

or Buffy's reclamation of her role as the Slayer in Anne:

Guard: Who are you?

Buffy: I'm Buffy. The Vampire Slayer. And you are...?

Or Xander's face-off with zombie!Jack in The Zeppo. Cordelia threatening Lyle Gorch with a spatula. Giles destroying the amulet in the Wishverse because life has to be better somewhere else.

I realize they are defining "kickass" a certain way, but I feel like any of these goes on the list before Glory. I mean, seriously, Glory? There's no Cordy or Faith or Anya moments but there's Glory? And I'm sure there could be a Spike moment worth being on the list, but it'd have to be from season 2.

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