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... Five hundred and seventy-odd books, and I can't decide what to read next. Any suggestions? My booklist is here (Standalones and Series in seperate tabs), but I'm open to recs.
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I'm not sure what pisses me off more, that I'm reading Twilight fic, or that I can't find any good stuff. *headdesk* (Somehow,
Brain-breaking
Expect a whole bunch of icons and stuff once I've watched all the episodes, but I couldn't resist this one. Rainbow Dash!<3
Have mainlined first six MLP eps. So, so awesome. Huge babydyke!crush on Rainbow Dash: NOW EVEN MORE HUMONGOUS! Also: Pinky Pie, HOW ARE YOU SO AWESOME? HOW? (Oh. Twilight Sparkle. Hello, sixteen-year old self. *facepalm*) Fuckit, I even love Rarity, who is the sort of character I normally can't stand, except: AWESOME! ("I cannot let such a crime against fabulosity stand." SO AWESOME!) Okay, okay. Must tear self away from ponies and make dinner. BUT PONIES!!!!1! :D :D :D
It's a beautiful day, so I'm thinking rather than stay inside and mainline the episodes of MLP I downloaded, see how far my wireless signal reaches and go watch MLP eps in the park behind(ish) my building. (Because we live in the future!\o/ )
So I just bought (well, ordered) a laptop. Where's my Welcome To The 21st Century gift basket, dammit? (I'm kinda nervous about the fact that this purchase (okay, plus £25ish at Amazon for accessories) has depleted my savings back down to the £60 I've managed to save since January, but £20/month is still not bad savings for being on the dole, and that's still enough to tide me over for a week just in case shit happens and my dole is late at any point. And I did need to at least upgrade my computer, and it was a good deal, and come June I should be able to put enough away to be able to fix it should anything happen to it, and yes. Justifying. OMGLAPTOP! O_O) So, er, question. Would be able to get enough for my desktop (4/5 years old, 1GB RAM, 120GB HDD (possibly on its last legs), DVD and CD-W drives, standalone version of XP Home) to be worth selling it, or should I just keep it as a backup/file server?
For some reason, I find bankai's comment here hysterically funny in retrospect. Get that woman her own psychic hotline! :D
So after I finished flashing back to one of my ... less fun experiences in popslash, I got to reminiscing, and. Um. "Hey, didn't I find out at some point that Mona Ramsey was also one of the popslash people on my then-flist? Lucy Whatsername? I bet the FanLore wiki will know!" "... 'Passed'?! D: D: D:"
So I'm reading through old posts in * Here's an example I just came across. I've seen at least half a dozen more in the past few days of archive-trawling. The fuck, peope? o_O
OMG she's BACK! I was afraid she'd just disappear like the grudgewanker, but she's coming back to play some more, YAYE! \o/
So I've been casting about for somewhat productive things to do with my time, because there's only so much time one can spend on an application letter, and writing ... doesn't seem to be happening right now, blah. So I decided, instead, to poke around Open University for a bit, as I apparently qualify for a fee waiver, and applied for an ILA account, so we'll see what happens there. I also started running -- technically speaking, I suppose that should be "I started running again," but considering I've not done any regular running since well before I moved to the UK, and I was (am, really) so horridly out of shape I'm having to ease myself into it much more than I did last time, ... yeah. On the bright side, I've just finished week two of this training plan, and so far, I've done the whole thing every time, without being badly out of breath (not bad for a smoker, I think), and with no soreness at all. Unexpected side benefit, whether from the running or from the stretching before and after I don't know, but for the first time since I stupidly injured my hamstring when I was 16, I can touch my toes again! \o/ And on a completely different note, my mother had decided that since I'm turning 30 this year, she's taking me on holiday. To Lesbos. My mum is awesome. :D
Um, hi everyone. I'm still alive, just busy with RL and things and whatnot. To make up for my absense, have some self-indulgence! When Zombies Attack: A Commentary, with bonus cut scenes! (Posted to DW because it's too long for LJ.)
So. Um. There I was, re-reading Cleo's Twilight recaps (CRAAAAAACK!) and I had an instance of Fridge Logic that might actually be an instance of Fridge Brilliance, and I am so not linking those because TV Tropes is the reason I'm (still) up at this hour anyway and -- What I was trying to say: Jacob went after Bella because he somehow semi-imprinted on The Egg That Would Some Day Be Renesmee, right? Except surely Nessie is made of both an egg and a sperm, so shouldn't he have also semi-imprinted on Edward? (Or, more ... I cannot possibly be the first person who's thought of this, people. Somebody reassure me that I'm not before I start writing fanfic, because that would require me to actually read the damn books, and no.
*waves at the internets* Quick update on the State of the Melle: visiting the family in Belgium, had a lovely 29th birthday on Sunday, and found out that I am actually, genuinly, related to an actual, genuine Saint, which is kinda awesome. :D And yes, assorted pushy people, I'm working on fic. :p
Dear HP wiki: your assumptions that every female character in the HP books will take on her (future) husband's surname upon marriage is seriously starting to grate. Cut it the fuck out already. Also to be cut out posthaste: not distinguishing between book and movie canon a lot of the time. I should not have to dig through half a dozen pages to find, by accident, an offhand confirmation of what I'd known in the first place; namely, that it's never confirmed in the books if Draco's actually taken the Dark Mark. Yeah, I've been doing rather stupid amounts of "research" and such for this damned fic, trying to see if my ideas fit in canon and all, and harvesting bits and pieces of canon for my own nefarious purposes. I think I can fit the story in with/around and/or extrapolate from canon, as long as I sort of handwave the epilogue away, and since that was the preferred reaction of fandom to the epilogue anyway, last I looked at it (which, admittedly, was something like three years ago, and even then briefly, but still), works out fine! \o// (Really, I say "stupid", but it's HP, research is often expected and applauded. It's not like I spent hours of my life pondering which websites would survive if the internet went down in a big ball of zombie-fuelled flames. Or trying to get Google drunk enough to forget I ever asked it if one can carbon date a vampire. (... I was pondering a Firefly/Buffy crossover, shush.))
So here I am, tentatively dipping my toes back into HP fandom, and I stumble across this, which is awesome and hot and nggg, and best of all it's new (... since the last time I checked in on this fandom, that is) and not written by either me or one of the, like, three people I managed to Oh, HP fandom. Baby, if you wanted me to come back that badly, you should have said something sooner! <3! Damned MoM!Lee story keeps trying to write itself in my head. Actually, no -- if it was writing itself, I'd go along with it, because at least that implies some sort of plot or at least a coherent narrative. What it does instead is throw random scenes at me and leave me to figure out how to fit together, and what the point of it all is. AUGH! *shakes bunny like a baby* PLOT ME DAMMIT!
So today marks the 20th aniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. What this means for me is that I've been alternatively blubbering and feeling really old whenever I watch the news, which is usually three to four times a day, sigh. I have a very vivid memory of watching the wall fall, live on the news. It wasn't the first time I became aware that the world was bigger than, like, my immediate family (that was Chernobyl, which I don't recall seeing on the news, but I do remember my mum and gran talking about the potential fallout), but it was the first time I felt actually connected to current events. It's also one of the few really vivid memories I have from before I was about ten -- I can still easily recall sitting crosslegged on the floor in front of the couch, watching the telly. (I actually spent years convinced this had to be an inaccurate memory, because the wall fell around 10 PM, which was way past my bed time, surely? Except it was a Thursday, so I would've been up late to watch Dallas anyway, and my parents confirmed that they'd have let me stay up to watch something this historical if I wanted to.)And then I became a news junkie in the worst way for the next decade or so, until 9/11 somewhat overdosed me on it and the subsequent Bush shenanigans forced me to put myself on a restricted news diet for a while, sigh. But to return to my orginal point: Yaye 20th anniversary of the fall of the Wall! Excuse me while I go be easily manipulated and blubber some more.
Dear Television Advertising, Why was John Lydon trying to sell me butter last night? I mean, I'm not one to get all "OMG SELLOUT!", because whatever, but ... butter? What? My flabber is officially gasted, here, people. o_O Also, what the shit is this? Are you serious? Now I'm boggled and despairing for humanity. Thanks a lot, douchebags. Going back to her NaNovel, |
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