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Noble indeed [Apr. 13th, 2008|09:06 pm]
I think this week's episode of Doctor Who may have eliminated any possibility of me ever writing DW fic, because how the hell do you think he sees people? Like if they're a fact in time, are they solid while things in flux are fuzzy? This is the problem with writing from an alien's perspective-- and now it's going to bother me.

Other than that, the episode kicked all kinds of ass. It was a nice mixture of serious and goofy moments. I think Donna may have been exactly what the show needed. Less epic love, more screwball comedy! Yes, please. I may have to go download some of those Catherine Tate/David Tennant clips and interviews- they have such delightful chemistry.
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Once a space show whore, always a space show whore [Apr. 11th, 2008|11:13 am]
[mood | tired]

So in a surprising move, my newfound enjoyment of Dr. Who has led me back to my original science fiction, half-crazy, wordy hero: John Crichton.  I rewatched the bulk of season three this week, from Don't Eat Me to Revenging Angel and I'm feeling a Farscape renaissance.  It'll probably last me until the end of Dog with Two Bones, but for now, it's like an ex-boyfriend has waltzed back into my life, more charming and attractive than ever.  I'm not sure I'll love any show as much as that one. 

But season three is really such perfection, thematically, character arc-wise, just everything.  Why can't every season be like that?  My face is still a little puffy from how hard I cried at Infinite Possibilities. It's not pretty. 

I'm also trying to resist cracked out crossovers between Doctor Who and Farscape.  (This is my brain: The Timelords are ancient Gods who can travel through space and time and so are the Ancients! Because that makes sense. Or not.)  You know the Doctor and John would start off hating each other since there's a little too much ego and mania between the two of them before coming to a grudging respect, and Martha and Aeryn would roll their eyes, and Chiana and Jack would find their soulmate...

Possibly I also need to catch up on sleep.  And finish this thesis. 
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[Apr. 5th, 2008|03:14 pm]
[mood | bouncy]

So, I didn't think I could catch up with all three seasons of Dr. Who before the fourth season, but I clearly underestimated by ability to mainline episodes when I'm in a procrastinating mood. I should be outside enjoying this beautiful day, but instead I'm about to watch Voyage of the Damned.

Spoilers through Last of the Timelords )
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Still making good decisions [Mar. 26th, 2008|07:22 pm]
So, I have the rough draft of my senior thesis due friday..and you know what that means, it's time for me to quickly find a new show to get addicted to.  This time around, I chose (in a surprise move, I think) Dr. Who.  I'd heard good things about it, but I didn't expect it to be so fun.  Kind of cheesy and silly at points yes, but delightful.  Both Rose and the Doctor have such beautiful, engaging smiles, and such a wonderful energy, I think that's actually what pulled me in.

That and my brief flirtation with Life reminded me of just my intense partnership kink.  And their partnership is quite the doozy: there's undercurrents of sexual tension, with ambiguous fatherly overtones, but mostly those irresistible smiles.

But um, I don't want a new doctor.  I don't like change.  I'm not sure I could ever really trust a show where change is built into the nature of the show.  I'm too stubborn for that. 

Anyway, I know this is about three years too late, but I thought I'd throw some belated squee out there.  They're just so damn adorable.
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Remember me? [Dec. 24th, 2007|01:18 am]
[mood | amused]

Well, I'm honestly not exactly sure how to start off this post.  I just checked the date stamp on my last post, and believe it or not, it was spring of 2006.  Where does the time go?

I know, I know I've been unbelievably MIA the last, uh, four years or so, but I'm still rattling around the attic like a ghost,  reading all of your dirty laundry and contributing nothing.  I've been distracted by college and work and booze and boyfriends and travel, and all kinds of worthwhile and less worthwhile things.  Let's see, in the last four years, I've possibly found a job, wasted a lot of time on facebook, picked up squash, fallen in and out of love, spent five months in rome, cried over the final harry potter book, dyed my hair, and learned how to cook.  I also discovered that without a fannish pull, I have very little desire to update abut my life. And I've been sadly bereft of any shows to really love. Not to give into cliche, but I think it's me; not them.  I've also started watching- to my own dismay- reality TV: Project Runway and the Hills and a million other shows too embarrassing to admit to in a public forum.

That said, I thought I should say hi, I'm still semi-here and kicking.  Trapped in a small house with my relatives in the boondocks, thanking god for my wireless. 

All right, possibly I also have the smallest, tiniest fannish crush. Just a little one.  Because I've had a lot of free time in the last few days, and Vonnie and Shaye both recommended it, and Band of Brothers is imprinted on my soul.  And what do you want from me?  I spent my formative fannish years in The X-Files, learning to love law enforcement partnerships with slightly crazy men on a quest and the tiny, tough women who maybe go along despite their better judgement.  Life is like a more mundane cross of the X-Files and Farscape! Okay, that's an exaggeration; the writing is not nearly as sharp, but the characters hit all of my buttons.  Everybody has messy histories; there are no devils and everybody's flawed and even a little slutty and they all have guns. 

Fuck. This is absolutely terrible.  Damn you Damian Lewis and your blue eyes and your lack of affect! Damn you Crichton for ruining me for sane characters.  Damnit.
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(don't notice the wallflower in the corner) [Mar. 8th, 2006|11:47 pm]
[mood | bored]

Project Runway...

Really?

No. Really?
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I miss my gay sports anchors [Nov. 6th, 2005|11:53 pm]
[mood | calm]

It occurred to me recently that I have no idea where my Sports Night DVDs are. I know I lent them to someone, but I'm not sure who. [info]fourteenlines? [info]elishavah?

Can someone help me out here?

(Bah. So much work. So much drama. I need a little Sorkin to make everything better. Speaking of which, is it true he has a new show in the working? And when does it begin?)
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[Oct. 23rd, 2005|08:59 pm]
[mood | sad]

Oh West Wing, why do you insist on being so mean to my poor little heart?

Tonight's WW episode-- no idea what it was called )
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I'll probably get mocked for this, but.... [Oct. 12th, 2005|01:11 am]
[mood | crazy]

So for unfathomable reasons, my school gives us a week off in the middle of October. Which means I spend five days twiddling my thumbs, contemplating the work I should be doing, but can put off for another day, and apparently, watch WW reruns.

And um, after having watched 2/3rds of the past season, is it just my complete and utter boredom or is it actually kind of, well, good?

Sure, it doesn't have Sorkin's crackling dialogue, but there's drama! And sexual tension between Toby and CJ! And even more between Josh and Santos! And I kind of want to keep Annabeth in my purse.

Can someone talk me out of this madness?

(And god, I'm such a sucker. Even now. There's GG, Lost, VM, and EW to talk about, but here I am talking about my washed-up, rings under the eyes, coffee-stained fandom. Aaah. Want DVDs. Now I have to go relive the golden days through fanfic. Why is this my life?)
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Someday, I will have a substantive post [Sep. 24th, 2005|03:21 pm]
[mood | frustrated]

But that day is not today.

Am I the only one having no luck with last night's BSG torrent? The fastest any of them are moving is 2 kb/s. I need to see what everyone's so excited about, dammit.

I might amend that 20 Things about Me meme to just have 20 things that are happening right now in my life, so I stop keeping everyone out of the loop.
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Luke, I love you. But I have to say it. [Sep. 14th, 2005|12:15 am]
[mood | confused]
[music |Defy Gravity, Wicked]

This is not spoilery for Gilmore Girls. I swear. Unless the fact that Luke exists is a spoiler...


If one more person comments on how cute Luke's hair looked, my head might explode. Was I the only one bowled over by the fact that they clearly just chopped off a mop and stuck it on his head?

Please? Someone? Agree with me that his greasy wig was not a good idea.




And yes, this is my first post in a month. Priorities- what are those?
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This bit of randomness was brought to you by my OTP [Aug. 9th, 2005|08:59 pm]
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[mood | weird]

I'm having a Gilmore Girls renaissance. I had a dream last night, out of the blue that involved Luke and then Weding Bell Blues was on and guh, I forgot how much I love them. Those looks between them during the ceremony? GUH. That man's eyes make me melt more than my own boyfriend's.

I finish work this week, and all of a sudden, I'm itching to write. A twisted Ginny/Harry. A less twisted Remus. The next season of Gilmore Girls, and although I want to say it'll be from Rory's POV, it'll probably end up being all about Luke, since he's always the characters whose eyes I see through.

I'm not the only one who feels that way, right? In some shows, I can write for multiple characters, no problem. Farscape, for example. But I also write Luke in GG, Remus in HP, and the few snippets I have from BSG are all Starbuck. I can't decide if that's inevitable- since you tend to see a universe a certain way, or a writing weakness.

Anyway. Back to the point.

Does anyone have the file of GG's Recipes and Raincoats or Say Something that they could upload for me? I need to get back in the right frame of mind.

(Also? I'm the biggest liar in the history of mankind. A mere week after I declared my lack of interest in BPAL I ordered 13 imps off ebay. I'm so lame. I'm drowning in my own lameness.

That also reminds me of a news story from earlier this week. A fellow intern told me that a shepard in Turkey wandered off, and one of the sheep leapt off a nearby cliff. 1200 sheep followed him off the cliff, but 400 of them survived because the fluffy bodies were piled so high. Disturbing yes, but what a funny mental image.)
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A few notes [Jul. 26th, 2005|06:22 pm]
[mood | calm]

1. In a weird twist, I've developed a sudden love for classical music. It started when I downloaded the Philip Glass piece from this week's BSG on a whim, and now I'm craving more. Any recommendations?

And will this kill my emo, indier than thou credit?


2. I dislike scents and perfumes. They make my nose twitch and my eyes water and my head hurt, so the whole BPAL thing that's taking over my friends' list like the next HP is not really for me.

That said, I love reading the posts about them. They're so evocative and lovely that I think I can almost enjoy the scents more that way.


3. I've been skimming some rants on Ginny's characterization in HBP, and while I think some people don't give enough credit to the process of y'know, growing up, I wonder if there are any evil!Ginny stories out there. Maybe Voldemort left more of himself in her than we knew. (Someday, somehow I will write a story that has Ginny obsessed with Harry because Voldemort was. I haven't quite gotten the fanwanking there yet.)


4. I wanna play the five things meme. Give me a category, and I'll tell you my top five favorites.
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Round two: clusterfuck [Jul. 22nd, 2005|11:59 pm]
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[mood | awake]

Bah. This journal style is still not really working for me. Does anyone know of a simple primer that'll let me customize it a bit?

I only saw the last few seconds of tonight's SG episode- and it seemed as silly as ever, sorry guys, but Alias fufills my quotient of beloved, silly shows- but it was such a delight to see Ben and Claudia on the screen again. Although Ben still felt like John to me.

Anyway. Battlestar Galactica, Valley of Darkness )
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Guess what? [Jul. 17th, 2005|11:54 pm]
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[mood | calm]

I finally gave in to the lure of the tags and changed my LJ to S2, and I’m really not impressed so far. All of the white is hurting my head, and I miss my little customized modifications. Boo.

That said, my LJ is tagged going back to October, 2003. It was a funny little journey backwards in time. It turns out, there were things I didn’t even remember writing, and opinions I would now no longer admit to having. And I really, really fucking loved Farscape.

I spent the last week in the boondocks in Canada, and I'm trying to catch up, but so far I haven't even managed to catch up on HBP responses, let alone every other post. If there's anything super exciting, you may want to give me a heads up.

Half Blood Prince. Like every other cut tag on your friends’ list )
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[Jul. 16th, 2005|10:59 am]
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I finished the HPB at 3 this morning. Now I'm stuck in the canadian wilderness, with nothing to do, regretting my dorkiness. It also just occurred to me that I missed Scifi Friday. That's probably good- I'm more likely to get through Stargate wtithout commercials. I might just skip to the Claudia/Ben scenes, actually.

ETA: More reactions now, since I have nothing else to do.

Initial reactions. Spoilers obviously )
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Like a phoenix. But lamer [Jul. 9th, 2005|07:22 pm]
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[mood | cheerful]

For the last year, I've been writing serious posts in my head. Long-winded novels about boyfriends and college friends and the effects of fandom on how I view media, and most recently, the tragedy in London. None of these posts ever actually make it to the computer, but you can imagine them lost somewhere in the ether.

Maybe I should start carrying a voice recorder with me wherever I go.

As for London, my heart is with all of you. I never had words for 9/11, here in my backyard, and I don't really have any now except that I'm so sorry, and I know that London will rise back just like NY did- as resilient and stubborn and hectic as always.


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Since I can't seem to get the physical words out about anything serious, this is a post about my Harry Potter renaissance. I've been rereading the most recent books and my favorite fanfics, and remembering all over again how much I love the rich details of Rowlings' universe. And its endless, stupid ship wards.

I don't read very much about the trio, since I have very little patience for any of the popular pairings. Sometimes the writing can overcome that, but usually I prefer the trio together. And since I don't like stories that are mostly porn either, that narrows it down considerably.

Weirdly enough, I can, and do read variants of MWPP pairings-- even though the idea of the four of them together warms my heart. Remus/Sirius, Sirius/James, Remus/Tonks. Everything floats my boat. Above all, I'm drawn to the parallels between the generations- the burden shared by Dumbledore, Lupin of Harry, the price of being the one who survives. (There's a story where Harry gives that as a reason to both trust and distrust in him, and it absolutely broke my heart)

I'm almost glad though that my attention span is so short these days, because these shipper wars are fucking toxic. And how any fandom can consider book covers spoilers I don't know. When there's life-sized cutouts of things in the entrance of Barnes and Nobles they cease to be spoilers.

Speaking of which, everyone's buzzing about new spoilers, and talking about how they want to remain as pure as the undriven snow. Fuck that, I have no self control. Spoil me, please. Where are those damn links?

And seriously? At this point if Dumbledore *doesn't* succumb to the Obi-wan syndrome this book, it'll be more surprising than if he dies.
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Invisible gold statuettes [Jun. 7th, 2005|10:43 pm]
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[mood | blah]

My friendslist has gone from endless chatter about Battlestar Galactica to squeeing about Veronica Mars to declarations of love for Doctor Who. I just can't keep up.

Is the new version British? Is it airing in America? Is the main actor in it the singer from Coldplay?

Help. I'm confused. I want to be a sheep, but I can't even manage that.


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This is a 100% serious question: Is there anybody from NY other than Bloomberg who actually *wants* NY to host the Olympics?

Because I have yet to stumble across anyone whose reaction isn't to make a face and say, 'isn't there enough traffic as there is?'

And yeah. What we really, truly need is more reason to a be a terrorist target.


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Um, can something be a meme when you just made it up? I got really bored at work today, and in a half assed attempt to straighten out my feelings about this year's television, ended up making up a mini-questionaire. Ultimately, it ended up showing that Gilmore Girls and Veronica Mars have my heart, Alias and Lost my diminishing attention, and Battlestar Galactica has my intellectual approval. I also discovered that Everwood and the OC are on my mind- and this list more- than they probably deserve to be.



And the winners are... )
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damn you british men [Jun. 2nd, 2005|08:58 pm]
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[mood | chipper]

So, until ten minutes ago, I had no interest in the new Pride and Prejudice movie. It's already been done to perfection- why bother trying to even come close to Colin Firth's Darcy?

And then, after a couple of minutes of squinting and going through my mental repertoire of beautiful, british men, I realized that this Darcy is Matthew Mcfadyen of Spooks fame.

Why does nobody tell me these things?!? You all lose at life. Every single one of you who had this piece of information and chose to keep it to yourself.

In other news, I've finished One Tree Hill. The two parter was ridiculously cheesy, absurd- and I loved every second of it. I need more.

I'm also starting to realize that in my book, a show that *really* works is one that can change my mind about characters.
Like Logan in VM or Nathan in OTH or Amy in Everwood and so forth. And by that, I don't mean a sudden change in characterization- I mean you should be able to go back to the beginning, and understand the characters' actions in a different light, and find them sympathetic.

I also love Dan much, much more than I should. Yes he's an evil bastard most of the time, but he's too emotionally damaged to show it when he's not.
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My muse is always inexplicable [May. 30th, 2005|08:46 pm]
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[mood | cheerful]

This morning, I started a set of semi-drabbles set after various season finales. Two new ones, and one edited, with some minor changes. Spoilers, obviously, through the entire season. With more coming, although I haven't decided which characters and shows yet. Heh. Suggestions? Requests? My muse sort of wants to do only BSG and VM. (Don't even ask me where the everwood came from)

Now I can go back to OTH. Hurrah. Although I'm already starting to worry about getting my grubby little paws on season two.

Everwood, Perpetual Inertia She’s the strong one. She stays. )




Veronica Mars, An Empty Battlefield 'You wear your strength like a shield' )



Battlestar Galactica, Untitled, Starbuck This will all happen again )
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