So I think I'm kind of...done with this journal. At least for now. I'm just not feeling it much these days. Nothing in particular, wank or anything, just...eh. Not feeling it, fannishly; further, I'm looking at a couple of career options, after graduation, that require a lot more separation between my on- and off-line lives than I've had.

I haven't left fandom by any means -- I'm still following things, and have been all the time I've been delinquent in posting. Nor am I deleting this journal -- I haven't backed it up, for one thing -- but I don't know if/when I'll be using it much again.

(Also: Live Free Or Die Hard = AWESOME. Just some parting words until I see y'all again.)

Hi! So. It's been...quite awhile, actually.

I'm okay. I'm just not feeling very fannish at the moment, and trying to compartmentalize more, and separate fannish from personal and whatnot.

Long story short, the past month=craziness. My brother got sick again and had to be hospitalized -- this happened while my parents were in Italy, leaving me in charge, and coincided with finals week. Then I was out of the country traveling for a couple of weeks. Now I'm back, and working, and taking a summer class to fill a gen ed requirement.

So, yeah, hi! I'm not dead. I'm not even bad. I'm just not here much, either.

\o/

FIclet from the zombiepocalypse. BtVS/SPN; Buffy Summers/John Winchester implied; PG; the prompt was "can we talk about my Daddy Issues some other time?"

( Except now I'm kind of wanting to write an entire fic around this scene. )

I am appalled by the lack of zombiefic, people. It's not going to write itself!

In other news, oh Supernatural. I want to like you, I really do. It'd be nice to be involved in an active fandom, and most of my flist is there anyway. And you seem like you'd be right up my 'pretty people smashing stuff and making wisecracks' alley, except for the no female regulars thing. And yet, somehow, nothing. SIGH.

So, I was talked into making a vid. For The Adventures of Sean Bean and His Highway Brides The Hitcher. To "Girlfriend".

I suspect I ought to be way more ashamed of myself than I am.

This is the crap youtube version, because Firefox froze on me in the middle of uploading a slightly better-quality one to imeem. Hopefully I'll have a better one up in a few hours, on the off chance that anyone wants it. This is the imeem one, which is much brighter and more watchable.



Shall have the zombiepocalypse post up shortly, too. YAY ZOMBIES.

So, I had this idea, and Amy -- and Erica, obliquely -- encouraged it, and really, that's all I need to do something these days.

ANNOUNCING

A weekend fic(let) battle.

Amy is setting up twicetoldfandom, an incredibly cool idea for a 'thon wherein writers are assigned pieces of art and have to come up with a story revolving around it. Except -- here's the twist -- each piece of art will be assigned to two (at least) writers, the idea being to see how many different stories each picture provokes, and how different writers are inspired in different ways.

At the moment, she's just polling to gauge general interest, but she'll need writers and artists, so if this sounds like something you'd be interested in, go check it out, by all means.

I am rather stressed this weekend, because it's finals time, I've got two papers to write and cumulative exam to study for, and I've just started my period so I'm all hormoney and anxious anyway. On the bright side, I have The Hitcher on DVD, because, yay! Stupid slasher movie with Sean Bean! What's not awesome there? And as soon as I've got at least one of these two papers written, I shall watch it. Probably tomorrow night, because with finals this week, I've got no classes on Monday.

I might get drunk, too. Or I might save that for after exams.

O HAY Virginia's 11th on Colbert's "Better Know a District" segment!

After which he declared us#1on account of being the richest in the nation. LOL FAIRFAX.

Not that Stephen has a favorite. He made sure to emphasize that he loves all his districts equally. EXCEPT WE'RE SO HIS FAVORITE.

I think as of the census we might not be anymore, though. At any rate, I know that as of the last census Fairfax wasn't the richest county in the nation; the 11th may still be the richest Congressional district.

OH GOOD GOD IT IS SO BUSY TODAY.

Seriously, it's my last hour here, and it's the first time I've had more than five minutes straight to sit down. And it's not even finals week yet, that's next week.

Oh, man. Dead, seriously.

Oh! I should totally make a new mood theme using scans from Buffy Season Eight. That would be pure win.

So, first of all, the chili I made yesterday? I WIN AT CHILI. \o/ God, it was so indescribably delicious, you guys, seriously, especially considering I was just using cheap ingredients bought at the grocery store and whatever I had at home.

For future reference: when browning the meat beforehand, cook it in olive oil, a third cup of rum, and a bunch of spices, whatever ones you like, then let it sit, covered, in the runoff, while you make the rest, and add it last. Also, add about a third a cup of rum and the juice of a lime to the meatless mixture. And again with the whatever spices you want. I'm a big advocate of seasonings. And since my wussy parents were gone, my brother and I could make it as spicy as we wanted.

SO DELICIOUS.

1. The air pressure seems to have changed, because I woke up with a massive headache and it's cloudy and rain looks to be threatening where yesterday it was bright and sunny. Fucking migraine.
   
   
2. A story which started out as a cracktastic PWP set during a zombiepocalypse is now turning into srs bzns fic. FAIL.
   
   
3. I need an icon overhaul. Also, hm, I seem to recall my paid account expiring this month. I need to check on that and renew it.
   
   
4. I keep re-reading BtVS 8x3. OH MY GOD IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY YOU GUYS. This is exactly what I could've hoped canon would be. Well, no, not exactly; Anya would still be alive if it were, but still.
   
   
5. Less than three weeks until I go to England! :D I need to decide exactly what I'm going to do. I know I'm going out Bath way for at least a few days to see thedivinegoat and family (YAY I GET TO SEE THE KIDS AGAIN!) and there are lots of people in London I want to visit. Basically, if you're in the UK and would like me to visit, comment or email (or AIM, but I'm rarely on that because I fail at life) and we'll work it out. \o/
   
   
6. The novel is largely on hold for finals. While I know this is best for my sanity, I'm also reaching the point where I just want to be done with it. Hmph.
   
   
7. The Queen is in Virginia! This is because we are coming up on the 400th anniversary of Jamestown's founding. I admit I am ridiculously proud of my little colony. Fuck the Pilgrims, man. It's all about Jamestown. It may have been a total deathtrap, but...um...
   
   Give me time, I'll come up with something.

Hey, so, cesario, sunnysky, I think I've talked with you guys about how I kind of have this deep dark secret desire for some Buffy/Ethan?

You guys need to get the comic. Like, NOW.

( Spoilers for BtVS 8.3 )

This is why I count the comics as canon. Between the ( spoiler ) and the panel that provided this icon, it is pretty much everything I could possibly want from the series. SO MUCH LOVE OH MY GOD.

And I've made some delicious chili for dinner, which seriously smells like the best thing ever.

That meme, because it amuses me. We'll see how much of it I actually get written, because I'm kind of, I don't know, not feeling ficcish at all lately. But it's worth a try! Name three fics you think I will never, ever, ever write. In return, I will attempt to write a snippet of one of them.



Once again, I would like to affirm my love for the DCenters. Which is good, because DC United is giving me very little reason to celebrate so far this season. But never mind that.

Today, they are joining in DC's current Year of Shakespeare program by figuring out who would make a good team. "ST Othello -- Charges headlong on whatever Iago sends him to chase, occasionally acts too quickly for his own good, but that's what you want in a striker." The bench includes Lady Macbeth (who will finish off when starter Macbeth starts to get messy, as he's got an unfortunate habit of doing), and Ulysses, who is "on loan from Ithaca United". SO MUCH LOVE.



The weather is stunningly beautiful and I'm taking my parents to the airport in a couple of hours -- they're off to a wedding in Tuscany. We're not Italian; my rich cousin and his girlfriend just wanted to get married in Tuscany. Then my parents are going to spend a few days in Rome and a few in Florence, so it'll be a nice vacation for them.

I loaned Dad my good camera, and was showing him how to work it. He asked if it advanced automatically, and I thought he was asking about zoom. Mom understood -- he was asking about film -- and started telling him that it was a "magic camera". I also loaned him the 2GB card I got for Christmas, so he ought to bring back some very nice pictures!



Some animal woke me up around three-thirty AM last night, too. I have no idea what it was, but it was kind of creepy. It sounded like screaming. It was only the fact that it would start and then stop again, and that it sounded exactly the same every time, that made me certain it was an animal or bird instead of a person screaming, because it seriously sounded like one. So freaking creepy. It woke my brother up, too, and we've been researching to try and figure out what it might have been. The closest match we've got is a bald eagle, and there are a ton of them around here, but I'm pretty sure they're not nocturnal.

I'm reading whitehouse.gov and sifting through speech transcripts/proclamations/etc to find quotes for my final Government paper and basically I just need to vent a bit. I feel I should get an extra 10% right there, just for PUTTING UP WITH THAT SHIT, because oh my GOD the amount of lying and hypocrisy and FUCK YOU, BUSH, OKAY, JUST FUCK YOU, STOP TRYING TO BLACKMAIL ME INTO THINKING THAT IF I DISAGREE WITH YOU I AM A BAD AMERICAN WHO RAPES PUPPIES WITH CANCER.

And now I'm seriously starting to cry. I thought the election of 2004 crushed my spirit so hard that I could never get that worked up over politics again, but apparently I was wrong.

We must not confuse dissent with disloyalty. When the loyal opposition dies, I think the soul of America dies with it.
     Edward R. Murrow

It's getting warm again, which means my music tastes change. Well, kind of. I mean, I listen to whatever I feel like most of the time anyway, but warm weather means my new wakeup method is (along with caffeine, obviously) zooming along with the windows down, ROCKING THE FUCK OUT.

Incidentally, a few days ago, my brother mocked me for all the mullet rock on my iPod, and I came to the somewhat horrifying realization that he and I are, respectively, Sam and Dean Winchester. OH GOOD GOD. He's even got the floppy Sam hair. We're just, you know, a lot less emo.

It's currently warm and sunny and oops, I forgot to pack a pleasure-reading book (probably because I feel guilty even thinking about doing something for fun when it's finals time), but I've got an hour until my next class. Guess there's nothing to do but sit in the sun and play around online. What a tragic shame.

Hey, I completely forgot I have one of those last.fm things! I finally downloaded the software for this computer, too. So my profile is here, if you want to friend me thar.

I found Stephen Colbert's Americone Dream at 7-11! \o/

I have some srs bzns stuff going on lately, but I honestly don't know how ready I am to talk about it. I don't know, I might keep it private, because it's really...there aren't a lot of things I'm not willing to talk about in public, and most of what I'm not I'm willing to talk about under flock/filter, but this stuff is kind of really, really personal and yeah. Nothing earth-shattering or anything, just...stuff.

I'm also not really feeling all that fannish lately. I am, however, trying to teach myself to do mash-ups, just because I'd like to see if I can, and because iTunes, while on Shuffle, came up with a combination that horrified and fascinated me because it was sheer bad-touch perfection, and I think it's workable. I also have an idea for, of all things, a BSG vid. I don't know either, I just know that "Chemicals Between Us" screams Kara and Leoben at me whenever I hear it.

Besides, it's coming up on finals time, so. My mind is elsewhere. Jen B. and I are getting together to do some work tomorrow -- me to draft and begin writing a paper, her to do a bunch of drawings she needs for an Art final -- so that will be fun.

So yeah. Radio silence is not due to anything sinister, just a combination of factors of, you know. Life. Also I'm really sleepy now, so. Bed!

Hey, so, that thing I asked you guys to send us good vibes for a couple of weeks ago?

It happened.

WE'RE MOVING TO AUSTRALIA!!!!

We're going to Adelaide around January sometime. So we'll get there in the middle of summer. HOMG HOMG!

Mom and I literally screamed when Dad told us. Mom had already told Dad that if it didn't go through this time, she got a free punch, because he keeps getting us excited and then it falls through. He came in and said "Okay, bad news: you don't get to punch me."

HOMG. I just. I wasn't sure I was going to, but hello, how many chances am I going to get to travel to Australia on someone else's dime? AWESOME.

( I was SO hoping someone would do this for the movie, because hello, perfect viral marketing tool right thar. )
And apparently readers can assess how accurate your results are. Which is also cool, and I'm assuming is why it keeps changing.

And it appears that it's zillah975's birthday! Happy birthday!

I owe emails, but dude, I am kind of ridiculously sleepy right now. So that will have to wait for the morning.

Still no cable at home. Thank god we have DVDs, because we've got no TV and no Internet. It remains absolutely horrific.

We have, however, got a new couch! It is an absolutely hideous color (at least, it's hideous in our living room, which is bright robins-egg blue), but the blue brings out the brown, and brown + light blue is an okay combination, so. Besides, it's also unbelievably comfortable, and that makes up for a lot.

And I am also suddenly really feeling an urge to write some Buffy/Anya. Which is awesome. Maybe I'll even get around to finally writing that AU S6, where they hook up instead of Spuffy and X/A and it's fun and healthy and sweet.

Cable is out at home. This is horrific, because not only have we no TV, we've also no Internet.

HORRIFIC.

It also completely threw off my morning routine. I ended up leaving incredibly early for school because 'read BBC News/flist/etc' is part of my routine, and my internal clock got screwed up and assumed that since I was no longer reading things online, it must be time to go. I was on campus before I realized that I'd left an hour early. FAIL!

Thankfully that left me with an extra hour to hang out at the JC and read the flist and everything on my laptop. So I'm not in complete withdrawal.

Mom and I went shopping yesterday! \o/ She and Dad are going to my cousin's wedding next week, and it's in a little Tuscan village, so after that they're spending a couple of weeks on holiday around Italy. Anyway, she needed cheap niceish shoes she could wear for the wedding, and a slip, and I tagged along and got an adorable new dress out of the deal.