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OKAY SO.

I'm here! Hi! I'm going to be answering comments as I can, but my connection kind of sucks, so I thought I'd try and get this up first.

I am in Maine, I am at the theater. Well, I'm not actually at the theater right now, I'm in my room. The theater is across the street. ANYWAY. I had a company dinner on Sunday and orientation-stuff and a welcome-you-guys-party yesterday and today was my first real day of work. It went pretty okay? We got more done than I thought we would; I shanghaied a few TAs, tech interns, and an actor to serve as my crew, and we managed to strike all of last year's light rep plot and get up a good chunk of this year's. There was only one major ladder accident and neither the crew nor the theater suffered any permanent damage. Still have two and a bit electrics, two side pipes, and assorted odds and ends to do. That's tomorrow's project, if I can throw together a crew.

Unexpectedly, I have a computer. We stayed at my aunt and uncle's place in Bath for Saturday night, and I was sort of whining at the world, as you do, about my laptop being in California and therefore useless to me, and my aunt recalled a desktop she had in storage that no one had used in like four years and graciously donated it to me. Okay it's a desktop and it's like five years old but IT'S A COMPUTER. It even has a wireless card. I'm not going to complain about anything. I have a computer and Internet, yayyy. (Although the Net connection, as previously mentioned, kind of sucks. I don't know if it's the local wireless or if it's this computer's card, but...yeah.)

I'm very tired and also kind of wired so I'm going to post this and go back to trying to pick through my flist.
 
 
music: King Of New York - Newsies OST
 
 
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Back from the optometrist's, with new glasses. It's a very odd feeling, being able to see properly.

Amusingly (or not), there was a paperwork mixup of some sort and they put the wrong lens in the left eye and I put them on and was like "I CAN'T SEE, BLURRY" and they were like "Oh, it's a change, you just need to adjust" and I was like "No, I know what it feels like when I can suddenly see the world properly and need to adjust to that, this is BLURRY" and they got huffy but checked and when I could see fine with the right eye but NOTHING AT ALL with the left they conceded that they'd made a mistake. And they fixed it. And now I can see properly.

I babble a lot, don't I? My sentence structure is so weird.
 
 
mood: thoughtful
 
 
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Awesomely, I just wasted like an hour playing The Oregon Trail (version 1.2, according to the "about the Oregon Trail" menu thing. There's real graphics. It's somewhat disconcerting). I started from Independence, Missouri, in April with Naomi (a banker) leading a team consisting of Daniel, Charlotte, Miles, and Frank. (Why yes, I am, in fact, a dork.) First Daniel got sick and died, then Miles died of cholera, then Frank got sick and died, but the girls arrived in Willamette Valley, Oregon, in December in good health.

I am more amused by this than is probably logical. I think next time I play I'll do Jack leading Gwen, Owen, Tosh, and Ianto. Or maybe the Doctor, Barbara, Ian, Susan, and...uh...fill in who the fifth member of their party should be, if you please. Vicki? Vicki never traveled with Susan but I could lie like a lying thing. The Doctor, Donna, Martha, Jack, Sarah Jane, and Mickey. Ned, Chuck, Emerson, Olive, and Alfredo. Tommy, Jimmy, Jenny, Kevin, and Sean. Harry, Murphy, Thomas, Ramirez, and Molly. Seriously, I could totally make up wagon teams from most if not all of my fandoms!


There was a secret on [info]fandomsecrets about the secret-poster wanting to make Facebook profiles for hir original characters. And...now I kind of want to do that. I barely even use my own Facebook profile, wtf. And I probably wouldn't do anything with them once I'd made them. But still. *flails a bit* It's a very weird urge which I will try to sublimate.

I wish I wasn't such a rubbish role player, though. Because I remember I used to enjoy role playing, and I'd actually really like to get back into it -- my original characters or my fandom characters, I'm not picky -- but I seem to have lost the knack. I've tried a couple times with LJ-based role plays and I just...I fail. It's very sad. I envy you guys who are such awesome RPers.
 
 
mood: oregon trailllll...
music: White Horse - Taylor Swift
 
 
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11 March 2009 @ 01:25 pm
"Are you saying that women or girls, little girls that don't feed into America's consumerism and the objectification of women are, must have, like, had brain surgery?"
"No, I'm saying Marco says that."


I just finished #10 The Android of ARD:U, and am now faced with a dilemma -- do I go ahead and listen to the available parts of #11 The Forgotten, or skip it until the missing parts are discovered or re-recorded and in the meantime move on to the David trilogy? Opinions welcome.


There's no LOST tonight and now I'm sad. :( I don't want to have to wait another week to find out what's going on! The [info]lostsquee drabble challenge is distracting, though.


I'm pretty sure I had other things I wanted to say here, but I don't remember any of them now, so, uh, end of post!
 
 
mood: restless
music: Everything You Ever - Dr. Horrible OST
 
 
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28 February 2009 @ 08:04 pm
I will be in Boston March 20 - March 23. Will anyone else be in the area? Right now the only solid plans we've got are for the concert Saturday night (SHAAAAANE); we're looking at other stuff to do, and planning to do some tourist-y things, but I wouldn't mind meeting up with someone.


There's been some serious fail over at [info]fanficrants recently. Why is that?


Can I be slightly narcissistic for a minute here? I got a positive review today on "In The Mood", and OMG, you have no idea how flattered I am that I'm still getting reviews on that fic almost two years later. I'm really proud of it, and I know how egotistical that sounds, but it's really a big mood-booster.


You know what? Prior to today, I'm fairly sure I hadn't heard Brooks & Dunn's "Boot-Scootin' Boogie" for years (and I gotta say? I didn't miss it). But I've heard it three times today. Why?

On a brighter musical note, today I walked into a store and they were playing Flogging Molly's "Kings Of The Kilburn High", and I had glee.
 
 
mood: i'm a little strange
music: California Girls - Gretchen Wilson
 
 
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12 December 2008 @ 05:10 pm
inspired by a [info]fanficrants post, randomly enough  
Random Doctor Who thoughts/beliefs/bits of personal canon! Lots of stuff about sexuality and romance contained within.

you can't change history )
 
 
music: Pushing Daisies OST
 
 
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I AM WRITING TO YOU FROM MY PARENTS' LIVING ROOM.

Yeah. Yesterday was my last day of work. I clocked out for the last time, went back to my apartment, changed clothes, did the dishes, and my dad walked in to help me move out.

I'm not actually completely moved out, as all furniture and quite a bit of odds and ends are still there, but clothes, books, computer equipment, all is back here. Everything else will get moved out...sometime before the end of the month, because the big sister is getting married tomorrow and somebody has to be here to watch the dog while the parents are away.

(No, I'm not invited to the marriage ceremony. The actual big wedding ceremony thing I will attend, if they ever settle on a date.)

Um.



First week of [info]mini_nanowrimo is down, and I am very proud of myself as I didn't miss a day. Sometimes my wordcount was just barely over 100 words, but it was *there*. "vintage" is probably my favorite of everything I wrote this week, "myths about vampires" is probably my least favorite, I have no idea where "not a crime" came from, "kissing liam donnelly" was a transparent excuse to play around with Liam and Michael, I like "the price of fame (is they love you when you're gone)" but I don't know if it actually works in that I don't know if a reader would actually understand what's going on, "too many sad words" and "the day the world stopped" are both so...barely there I don't really have a strong opinion on either one. I like the concept of "the day the world stopped", though, and might play around with it some more later. "too many sad words" is just weird and doesn't even make sense to me.

Even when I don't like *what* I've written (as is the case of "myths about vampires"), I like this forcing myself to write something every day. It makes a good change from the not writing at all that I was doing before. And I like that I'm writing original fiction instead of fanfic, mainly because before this I hadn't actually finished any original fic in a long long time.
 
 
music: 42 - Doctor Who - on scifi channel
 
 
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To everyone who responded to my last post: Hello, I love you, you're incredibly wonderful and I'm amazed by you all. *huge hugs* And I swear I did not mean to hide under the rock quite this long. But my laptop died a week ago last Monday, and I do mean 'died'. For good this time. It has been consigned to the electronics dustbin in the sky. I talked to the computer repair place I use and they said they might be able to fix it for like $400 and they remembered it and wouldn't it make more sense to just replace it?

So as of about an hour ago I have a brand new computer, which I am writing this to you from. I'm getting used to it, it's gonna take a while, but it's a huge upgrade from my antique POS, much as I loved that thing. This one's pretty and sleek and new and has like actual memory and stuff. Now I just need to build up something comparable to all the stuff I had on the old one...

Yeah, when I said the old one was dead? Completely dead. Not recovering anything off it. Everything I had on the externals I still have, so my music library and video files are safe, but everything else -- photos, documents, programs, fonts, all that -- pretty much completely gone. Um.

I have named the new laptop Sally Maclennane, Sally for short, because I am a dork like that. She also has a webcam, but I have not yet figured out how to use it. I'll figure it out, eventually.


In other, non-computer, RL news: Emerald Beat officially closed, a week ago last Monday. There were tears. There were hugs. There were pranks and general silliness. I miss my cast, I miss my crew -- I crashed a Monster Stomp rehearsal looking for a wrench yesterday, ran into one of my former spot ops, got tackled by a hug that took me off the ground and five minutes of conversation about how jealous I am of the MS lighting design and how much I wish I was working it. Yes.

But Jack Is Back is going to be...cheesetastic but not unfun.





I missed you guys! Once I get Sally here reasonably up to date I'm going to go as far back through my flist as I can, but if there's anything I really should pay attention to, anything you want to link me to, any news I should know about having been out of touch for almost two weeks, this is the place.


I just wanted to let you guys know I'm still alive, 'cause I <3 you guys hardcore.
 
 
location: the living room
mood: new computer!
music: be - the tossers
 
 
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STILL ALIVE!

I know I have been HORRIBLY AWOL. But in addition to the wireless problems -- which I'd quite like to solve, so if anyone knows of an Internet service that won't demand a long-term commitment 'cause I can't commit to more than a couple months, LET ME KNOW -- my laptop also DIED a month ago and I just got it back fixed today. *hugs it* Loooooove you, working laptop. Which is not preventing me from price-shopping newer models and planning to buy one later this summer when I have solid money.

I have missed EVERYTHING so tell me, tell me, tell me what's been going on. I'm going to try and get caught up on comments but there's 200+ new messages in my Yahoo! account, 25 new in my Gmail account, and 54 new in my LJ inbox. *flails* So help me out here.

Love you guys, love my job, and if anybody's planning to be in the Williamsburg Virginia area this summer, let me know, I can get you discounted tickets to Anehuser-Busch parks and we could maybe meet up on my time off?

In RL news, my job is pretty much awesome -- the cast is very very pretty and have brilliant Irish accents *is shallow* and they're very funny and weird and crazy. And my fellow crew are also insane and brilliant and cool and we've had discussions hinging on the Zombie Survival Guide, Douglas Adams, Roger Zelazny, the Black Donnellys, and much much more. I don't want to work theme parks for a living for the rest of my life but for a summer job it's very, very cool.

Family things going on that I'm not quite ready to talk about here, but when I am, I promise, y'all will be let in the loop. I love you guys.

I talked to Evan up at Regis a week ago or so and I miss those guys terribly. It sounds like they miss me too. Hey, Regis folk, was Pippin as much of a train wreck as Evan made it sound like?

In fannish news the only show I'm currently caught up on is LOST, and my reactions can be summed as follows: possibly spoilerish ) *is possibly somewhat predictable, ys*


Talk to me, guys. I've been cut off for a month and it's killing me.
 
 
mood: rejuvenated
 
 
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16 January 2008 @ 03:25 pm
Busch Gardens called me back. They want me to do a follow-up interview next week. *mad flailing* Holy shit, if I don't screw this up I could actually get a good job that will look really good on my resume and make real money instead of spending the summer struggling to find a minimum wage job at a tourist trap!

If I don't screw this up.

Oh God.

*panic attack*



Also, RENT is closing. The ONTD comments are full of vitrol, which partially amuses me and partially confuses me and mostly just reminds me of something that's always confused me, which is the perception that all the main characters are steadfastly against getting an actual job. Because I just don't get that. Joanne's a lawyer, Mimi works regular hours (at a strip club, admittedly, but still it's a job), Collins is on-again-off-again employed in academia, Mark holds a job at Buzzline for part of the show, and it's not like any of their friends bitch at them that they're selling out...Okay, yeah, they bitch at Benny for it. But that has more to do with his marrying into money and considering himself better than them and breaking promises than his ability to work for a paycheck. And yet every time I see somebody complain about the show, it's always "No, assholes, working an actual job for a paycheck isn't selling out!" when...I don't get the vibe that the characters think that's the problem.

RENT's been on my mind a lot lately and I'm not sure why. But the idea of the Nederlander on Broadway without RENT is just breaking my heart right now. Especially with that godawful Rent Remixed still in London.
 
 
mood: scared
 
 
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02 December 2007 @ 09:22 pm
Things To Do To Piss Off Your Tech Crew:

- Flagrant misuse of microphones. This includes: standing two feet away from the mic, practically whispering, and then getting annoyed when the sound crew tells you, no, they can't make the mic any hotter; coughing or clearing your throat into the mic; covering the mic with your hand; noticing that the mic is far too short/tall for you to use comfortably, and rather than adjusting the height for your own use, talking above and/or below the microphone and expecting the sound tech to compensate for you; not using a microphone at all and then sending someone up to ask the sound tech why you couldn't be heard easily.
- Lining up for your entrance and then waiting half an hour for incomprehensible reasons while the entire crew goes crazy because they've already held the house way too long and really want to get things finished with on something approaching schedule.
- Leaving your things around the stage after a show, wandering off while the crew starts striking, and then bitching when you discover that the crew moved your things so that they could finish their job.
- Loitering in the hallways to talk to your friends/family/coworkers, thus blocking the crew from easily moving things off the stage and into storage.
- Apologizing for all of the above while the crew is still striking, and doing it by standing in the middle of the stage, blocking the crew from quick or easy movement.

Bleh.

On the other hand, it's SNOWING! It started while we were in the midst of strike -- or maybe it started during the concert, who knows -- and is still snowing now and I love it so, so much. Is not a hardcore snowfall, just a nice light drift, and...Ashley and Melissa and I sang "Let It Snow!" at the top of our lungs on the walk back from the FAC, and got all covered in flakes, and were just generally gleeful, ys.
 
 
mood: glee
music: The Tin Man - SciFi Channel
 
 
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Snagged from, like, everybody:

Lets101 - Free Online Dating



...yeaaaaah. "Great talker"? "Great kisser"? "Outgoing"? "Loud"? "Loves being in long relationships"? "Talkative"? "Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things"? I'm sure we're all aware of how (...not) true that is.


Anyway.

Dracula (the play with no onstage action at all!) is over, bitches! The set is gone. Strike lasted about an hour and a half, it was amazing. We're talking about it before the show started, Evan's like, "Well, I've got a plan sketched out, we can get as much done as possible but strike is definitely over at 6:15 because I have to get going for my other show -- " He's playing Dave in The Full Monty which leads to a lot of us teasing him about stripping in front of strangers -- "So whatever's left, I'll come by tomorrow and finish it up." AND THEN WE WERE DONE BY 4:30. NO LIE, TRUFAX. Ninja-bunny strikes are made of win.

Roommate!Amanda and I watched Newsies because she had never seen it before. We were going to watch it with [info]assiduous1 but she didn't show. *pout* We can rewatch it when she actually comes over, though. Anyway. Roommate!Amanda has been won over to the slashy side of that movie -- it's not even subtext, dammit, subtext implies some level of subtlety -- but she's having difficulties with the idea of Spot/Race because Max Casella apparently looks like a kid she knows.


Another meme grabbed from everybody:

1) Answer the questions and type into Google image search

2) Post pictures from first results page


image heavy, obv )


And if anyone is curious about my reaction to the Doctor Who CIN special with Five and Ten meeting...well, it can best be summed up as "asklhl;haen;geah SQUEE SQUEE SQUEE s;ja OH GOD I LOVE YOU BOTH".
 
 
location: on a mission
mood: awake
music: King Of New York - Newsies
 
 
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So I'm a bit belated, but anyway, it's National Coming Out Day! So just in case you didn't already know, yes, I'm biaesthetic aromantic asexual. And I have a nonsexual life partner of the same sex, who happens to be heterosexual...that would be my girl Niki who you have doubtless heard me enthuse about at length, and some of you know her online. And some of you are her. Hi, babe! I miss you. Come see me.

Mostly that paragraph was just an excuse to use the words biaesthetic, aromantic, asexual, and nonsexual, because I like the way they sound, especially when they're all strung together like that.

If you're thinking I haven't slept much recently and am slightly incoherent, you're right!
 
 
location: not on boats
music: alfred, who has been near tears, starts to sniffle
 
 
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16 September 2007 @ 03:30 pm
Rewatched the Rent movie, just 'cause.

Is it just me, or does the movie have some really freaking huge subtext between Roger and Collins? *flail* Does no one else see all the touching and snuggling and the looks they give each other? How come I can never find any Roger/Collins fic, friendship or romance? Why is it that once you discount the canon pairings, it's all Roger/Mark and Collins/Maureen (and sometimes Collins/Mark)?

...yeah...
 
 
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03 September 2007 @ 07:56 pm
*flails at you all*

Ys. I'm finally back at school and online. (Three days offline at my uncle Patrick's house. The state of my friends list is terrifying me. Also...30 new messages in my Yahoo! account when I logged in.)

I'm not totally settled in yet--I have two suitcases I can't even bear to think about unpacking yet, and a bunch of things stacked in random places, and *flail*. But I have my bed made and a bunch of clothes so I have something to wear and my TV and laptop set up.

Still have to set up my hard drive and hike down to ITS to request a replacement Internet cord since I apparently lost mine over the summer and really hate being dependent on Regis's less-than-reliable wireless network. Uck.

And I worked today! 2:30 to like 5:30. It was unevenly interesting and utterly dull. Orientation stuff. Jane and I sat in the booth and alternately listened when it was interesting and gossiped when it was dull.

Classes start tomorrow and I am utterly exhausted even though it is only 8:00. At least I only have one class tomorrow (20th Century British Writers, 11:30 to 12:45). And Jane and Amanda and Natalie are right next door, and Megan and Kaitlyn aren't far away either. ♥


So, this weekend. Friday we drove up--left at about 5 in the morning, arrived at Uncle Patrick's at about 8 at night or so. Hit serious traffic in Connecticut, of the kind where it took us an hour and a half to travel twenty miles. And then once we got free of the traffic we blew out a tire. Seriously, blew it out. Rubber all over the place.

Saturday was mostly spent recovering. I got vaguely sick and almost fainted. Less than awesome.

Sunday...okay, I have to tell this story even though it's awful. My daddy's cousin adopted a calf (yeah, a baby cow) about a week ago. It was being abused or something by its owners so he rescued it. That was in the morning. That evening the cops showed up telling him he can't have livestock on his property 'cause the area's not zoned for it. He swears he's trying to find an alternate owner, right? Well, he can't find one.

So yesterday he had a barbecue.


And then, of course, today was spent hurriedly moving in and then rushing off to work. I'm TIRED.


slightly incoherent philosophical rambling beneath here )


Ummmmmmm. Yeah.
 
 
mood: exhausted
 
 
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You Are 18% Vain

You don't have a vain bone in your body - almost as a matter of principal.
You demand to be judged on who you are, not what you look like.


Yes, yes, I are a sheep.

ANYWAY.

Another unsuccessful day of job hunting. :/ They won't even take me if I volunteer! WTF, North Carolina employers? I'm qualified! Ish!

Ugh.

Um.

I have a question, flist. I have a camera. I have a very nice, non-digital, Nikon SLR camera. It cost me about $200. I bought it because I was taking a photography class and I need a non-digital SLR camera for it.

Now, that class is over. I don't use the camera. I'm not a photographer and I can't afford film. I want to sell the thing. My aunt (actually my dad's cousin but I have always referred to her as my aunt, so WTF-ever) suggested selling on eBay through i-soldit, but there's not really one near us so it'd be a pain and is officially a last resort. Any of you have any ideas? Sold things through the Internet before? Know the best way to do it?

Alternatively, anyone wanna buy a camera? No? Oh, well.


On a much pathetically brighter note, lookit! I have a Ghostwriter icon! *bounces* I made up a bunch and will probably post the whole lot of 'em to [info]fandomfrom3 sometime soon. When I get up the energy. Probably. I'm just happy to have it, it makes me smile. ♥
 
 
mood: distracted
music: I Told You So - Keith Urban
 
 
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10 June 2007 @ 11:05 pm
Raúl Esparza did not win Best Performance By A Leading Actor In A Musical, and now I am a bit sad. :( I really wanted him to win that, as he's awesome and I ♥ him.

On the plus side, Company did win Best Revival Of A Musical, and Spring Awakening more or less deservedly swept the awards.

But still.


I went down to the waterfront with my daddy this afternoon to watch the boat races. Was fun, but nobody flipped over, and I was a little disappointed. I'm mean at heart, let it go.

And I continue to feel lousy. :/ Not sick, exactly, but restless and sore and headache-y and unable to concentrate. I haven't been sleeping well, and will doubtless continue Not Sleeping Well tonight.

Sick of me whining yet? So am I.
 
 
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27 March 2007 @ 08:00 pm
Eleven things on my mind right now:

One
I am totally screwed.

Campus has instituted a $25/day fine for staying in your dorm over the break. Break begins Wednesday April 4th. My aunt says she can't come get me until the 5th or 6th. I CANNOT AFFORD A $25 OR $50 FINE. I DO NOT HAVE $25 OR $50. I have $10. Maybe. Possibly.

Why has my campus decided to hate me? :( :(

Think good thoughts that this will get worked out. Somehow.

Two
Midsummer proceeds apace. We are coming up fast on the performance--we have load-in the Monday after Easter, then a week of rehearsals to get used to the set, then tech week, and then we open.

I feel like they aren't ready. Possibly I am a pessimistic stage manager. o.0 Plz be ready, cast. And learn your damn exits.

Three
DOCTOR WHO ON SATURDAY. &hearts

Four
I told Steve that I wanted to design a set for Chess for the junior seminar final project. Clearly there is something wrong with my head.

Conversely, I told Frans that I wanted to do a report on Brendan Behan (the famous drinker with a writing problem) for my World Theatre final presentation, so maybe there is something right with my head, too.

Five
King Lear would be so much more awesome with Horatio in it.

Six
ZOMG Black Donnellys this week. &hearts Joey. &hearts Sean. &hearts Kevin. LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH.

Also, I am trying to make a TBD mood theme to go with my layout. Except I suck at it. Anyone know where I can find one?

I GET HOOKED ON NEW FANDOMS TOO EASILY.

Seven
Possibly I will write a post about Why I Am In Fandom And Why I Will Probably Never Leave. Possibly I am just rambling because I'm tired and it's been a long day.

Eight
How the hell do you design a set for The Yellow Boat? *cri*

Nine
Question for the flist: Flogging Molly or Dropkick Murphys?

Neither has Shane and so both are totally and completely pwned by the Pogues. But aside from that.

Ten
I think I'm going to delete all my LJ icons and start from scratch. Um. There's a couple icons I will probably keep--the Kevin/Cereal icon and the HeroinAddict!Claire one, in particular--but really I need to shake things up and deciding on 100-ish icons should keep me entertained for an hour or so.

Plus I need better Tommy/Kate, Tosh/Mary, and Jack/Tosh icons.

Eleven
I miss teh Niki. :(
 
 
location: oblivion
mood: suffering fangirlism
music: The New American Way - Dropkick Murphys
 
 
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01 January 2007 @ 10:34 pm
SPOILERS - Torchwood 1x12: Captain Jack Harkness )

In conclusion: Tosh, Ianto, and Jack just need to have a threesome already and get it over with.

SPOILERS - Torchwood 1x13: End of Days )

Once again, in conclusion:

&hearts ZOMG I LOVE THIS SHOW &hearts
 
 
mood: excited
 
 
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06 December 2006 @ 08:35 pm
Today's Jones Soda says: You are heading in the right direction



Soooo, exams? DONE. Yeah. *cheers*

...I have no idea how I did on any of them except Oral Interp, which I got back today. But I aced Oral Interp? So maybe I did good on the rest?

Flying home on Friday. Meeting up with my Niki babe on Saturday. *bounce* I'm soooo excited about that. I haven't seen her in too damn long. And we're exchanging gifts on the 15th, yay!

[info]ascendant_angel graciously gave me some really great advice on where to go with TTOBL so hopefully I'll be able to get some more work done on that. And write my [info]lost_hohoho and [info]hiatus_stories fics. And the [info]idol_reflection essay about Harper. Oh, yeah. I suck.

Instead of writing, I've been reading Newsies fic. Mostly Spot fic. It's been making me happy, as long as I stay away from all the Mary Sues that infest the fandom. And the Flamer!Spot fics. And the fics where Spot gets all emo and poetic about his lost love, 'cause...no. No.

Shea, your card and gift are in the mail!

To do:
-Upload Sliders icons, post them, and give the link to [info]morgeil.
-Finish betaing.
-Pack for Friday. Hopefully I will be able to get by without having to check a bag. I hate checking luggage.
-Clean up my dorm room.
-Get some writing done.
-Make more Newsies icons. Why? Because I can.
-Sleeeep.

OH. Niki. Are we still on for the Leo DiCaprio night? And, er, when are we planning to meet on Saturday? 'Cause the 'rents are agreeable to driving me up. *bounce*
 
 
location: my dorm room
mood: restless
music: Seize The Day - Newsies