96

I am not optimistic about the next series of Skins. I've heard so many little things about it that add up to me feeling like they're just bein like..."Now that we got your attention we're just gonna do the same old tired shit."
I was unaware that one of the novels apparently heavily went with the idea of Mini being very attracted to Liv. I would be insanely happy about this, but the novels are probably really bad and it seems about as valid as somebody writing it in fanfic at this point :/

I am experiencing my occasional hankering to watch The Departed, which I sadly do not own. Though, one of these days I really need to watch the Hong Kong movie it's based on.

Delicious needs to stop changing things. Just when I think "OK, I miss the way it used to be but I guess I can get used to this" something else goes wonky. Ever since they added the feature so that you can have spaces in your tags, tags that weren't filled out with commas are all smushed in as one tag (the tags are still searchable somehow, I think, but it still bugs me). And while I'd formerly had issues with bookmarks refusing to be deleted, I had the much worse horror of being unable to find a link that I swear I had bookmarked, which is going to make me lose sleep wondering how many of my links have disappeared.

There's no way I'll be able to remember much of everything I had to say about Lost buuut here are some random disorganized and overlong thoughts about s3 and 4... ( Jack fans be warned... )


My New Year's Eve was fiiine. We went down to Carbondale to see my brother's 70s rock tribute band...He changes up his bands/genres all the time but he always has the same kickass drummer and of course he's not a shabby bass player so it's always a good time. I was a leetle disappointed they didn't play "Cracked Actor" after he said they were learning it but they hit a couple of my favorite Stones tunes so I cannot complain. The irrefutable highlight of the evening was that my brother's girl (who is now his BETROTHED :D) got my dad to dance with her. There were plenty of people over fifty, if not sixty, getting down in this bar. Cardondale isn't a rowdy town because of the school; SIU is a party school because of the town.

Let's do this meme:

Give me a fandom and I'll answer the following:
Favorite character:
Least Favorite character:
5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):
Character I find most attractive:
Character I would marry:
Character I would be best friends with:
a random thought:
An unpopular opinion:
my canon OTP:
Non-canon OTP:
most badass character:
pairing I am not a fan of:
character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another):
favourite friendship:
character I want to adopt or be adopted by:

I swear it takes over a week of some kind of adjustment period for me to get absolutely anything done outside of work when I get a new job. Even with only working these little four-hour shifts the rest of my day keeps getting sucked into this weird "What is my routine again?" funk. And Sara wants to watch so much Lost, which is difficult to resist. Long rambling post about season three, now that I'm at the end of it, is probably coming soon.
As for the work, it's not bad. The test I'm scoring has a less complicated rubric so it took a lot less time to get used to. I'm definitely not missing the nine-hour days I took on last time.

I am getting pretty excited about Girl With the Dragon Tattoo...There's an 8-minute trailer for it on iTunes right now.
I do feel a little annoying for not really giving a damn about the book (or I guess not being motivated to brave the discomfort of reading it) and then not really giving a damn about the Swedish film and then being excited about the new one, but I admit it took Daniel Craig and David Fincher and a certain Trent Reznor to make me look like this dinosaur.

I don't think it's going to be a perfect movie. I can admit that putting this kind of story in the hands of a director who's been less than perfect with the treatment of female characters in the past...could be a problem. But damn, I feel like I'm going to like, platonically ship the crap out of these two characters even without knowing very much about the novel. I have high hopes.

Thank God Rooney Mara is a better actress than her sister. I miss when Kate Mara was just Ennis del Mar's adorable button-nosed daughter in Brokeback Mountain to me; her character in American Horror Story is so fucking jarring after a while. (I feel bad for saying this because it would really kill me if my sister and I were both actresses or something and she was far more acclaimed than I was, LOL.)

I am behind on Misfits, Walking Dead, and American Horror Story. The only thing I seem to keep up with is SPN. Speaking of Supernatural, there is...a certain spoiler going around, and I'm not unhappy about it, but I wish I didn't know about it.

I'm so irritated about that last Walking Dead episode. ( Here's why. )


Hey, remember how I was watching Lost? I am still watching Lost. Just slowly. I'm somewhere in season 3, which is quite better than S2. This show is after making me want to read tons of femmeslash that probably doesn't exist.


It is just not good that I have discovered the clothing of Out Of Print, because every time they come out with something in a book I love I'm gonna be all grabby-hands. Seriously if they had the Slaughterhouse-Five design in the sweatshirt style I could have easily been sucked out of eighty + dollars; as it is I am happy with the adorable Wizard of Oz one. That Pride & Prejudice design is also so pretty it makes me more tempted to actually read Jane Austen. Right, I know, blasphemy. I've just never been super-inclined.

I'm having a pretty royally shitty week. My car battery is completely dead and I don't know when I'll be able to get it taken in, and the internet at our house seems to have finally completely conked out, which my parents never give enough of a shit about to get fixed in less than a couple week's time whenever it does this. It's going to take an immense amount of effort not to say something pissy if one of them nags me about this month's rent. I have the rent; I just don't feel like paying it very promptly when they only care about maintaining things in the house that affect them. It would also be nice if Dad wouldn't let Mom be the authority on how much heat we use because it results in everyone except her being miserable.

All of which I wouldn't have to be dealing with much longer if I could use my car to begin the process of moving into Shep's.

I'm aware of the how epically whiny this is, but not having the internet OR a car is driving me up the wall. It keeps raining and I can't go on walks either. And of course I'm still pissed about that job. I just keep optimistically waiting for something to come along and cheer me up and nothing does. Season 1 of Nurse Jackie is making me laugh but it's also making me cry.

Obviously if I take forever to reply to any comments and things in the next few days, you'll know why :/

When Halloween was approaching I found myself trying to think if I had ever read a fic that managed to really creep me out. It was hard to think of a few. Scaring people is pretty hard to do.

But to start with, (gasp) some original fiction!
I...don't often (or like, ever?) read horror but on a whim that started off having something to do with listening to the soundtrack for the movie Nightbreed I became curious about the short stories of Clive Barker. This guy...is nuts. He basically has a tendency to take human flaws and turn them up to caricature in a way that's often disturbing. Not all of his stories will really creep you the hell out unless you have a pretty low tolerance for gore - some of them are almost more philosophical - but one of his more highly acclaimed stories is In The Hills, the Cities which definitely left me a bit unsettled. I've still not put all my thoughts together about it, but I think it's ingenious in that it manages to be somewhat horrifying without there being any real malice or monsters involved. (Be warned, at the link the story has one or two places with wonky indents that aren't supposed to be there, but meh, it's free.)


A short Harry Potter fic that sets you on edge is Thestrals, in which James won't shut up with a very creepy nursery rhyme he keeps singing to baby Harry, and Lily has a bad feeling. (The author wrote out the entire rhyme, which is also brilliant.)


I don't know if there's a single Supernatural fan who hasn't heard of Red (I've never seen so many comments on a gen fic in my life), but it's amazing and could probably easily be read by someone who doesn't watch Supernatural. It goes in places that feel perfectly suited for SPN but in a way that the show itself would probably never do and couldn't really depict in a way that's as cool as leaving things up to the imagination. There are dangers that are realistic and relatable, and then there is the monster, which has something of a history with Dean that Sam knows nothing about.


The creepy factor of this one is more vague, but I've always loved this House of Leaves-inspired Star Trek fic "and this great blue world of ours (seems a house of leaves moments before the wind)". The novel it's based on is sometimes considered more of a love story than a thriller, and appropriately this is too. It's Kirk/Spock, and an example that I want to shove in the face of anyone who assumes that all fic narrated in first-person is crap; Jim sounds like Jim but Jim also sounds intelligent, which is kind of a tough balance to strike with reboot fic.