Kate!

For having an entire thread on celebrities in fiction and no one says "rape" or "morality" or "you wouldn't like it if it happened to you".

Yay!

Is Magneto the King of Spain?

That's the last time I post at 6:45 in the morning...

Update more often.

Every time I watch Lexx, I feel like I should understand what's going on, but I don't.

I still enjoy watching it, though.

It's a shame that the Starfury Conventions list is members-only, because there has been some primo wank on there recently.

"No cameras at cons!"
"You blow!"
"Fine! No more Angel conventions!"
"*whine* We love you! You're the bestest! Don't take away our cons!"
"Okay, I was just overreacting. The cons are back."

Seriously. It's worth it just to join for five minutes, read all of the past few days, and then unsubscribe. For comedy!

Just...DUDE.

I foolishly added more icons to my collection, because I was bored.

Not that anyone will see this. Because my friends page is down, so I'm a-guessin' other friendspages are down.

Oh well. Watch the Summerisle villagers DANCE!

Heh. Random, yes.

But we bought Tera, Tera, Tera recently, and we were watching it, and, okay, Tera Patrick is hot even after getting implants because she got good ones that aren't too obviously fake, and if you just stick to the Tera Patrick scenes and ignore the "Tera's Fantasies" bits, you'll really quite enjoy it.

But, okay, dude. Tera has a contract now that she only does girl-girl, solo, or with her husband. Who is called Spyder Jones in the porn, but it's Evan Seinfeld. Who was Jaz Hoyt in OZ. So, okay, I've seen him naked. It's OZ, you end up seeing everyone naked at least once. But now...well, I've seen more than enough of him.

Wow.

There's one thing I don't get about the movie, though. They kept on spitting on people. Not like, in their faces or anything like that, but during oral sex, just a lot of spitting. Which is strange. And bizarre. And kind of a turn-off for me. Bleck.

Also, there's regular condom use. Not all the time, but often enough to notice. Which is nice. And the threesome at the end with Tera, Evan, and Savannah? Fabulous.

And I'm discussing this here rather than in my livejournal because my mother reads my livejournal. Do I need to say more?

Never has this seemed more appropriate.

Someone put a bag over my head please. This chicken pox thing sucks.

Who knew there really was a Tin Hat Centre?

JournalFen sent me email wishing me a happy birthday.

Awwww. The software cares!

Every time I see Sarah T's name, I just end up thinking...

"She still has my copy of 'The Wish'! Damnit!"

Just sitting there, swearing to high heaven, screeching about Horatio Caine.

Shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up! You no good sanctimonious prick!

Jay Mohr on CSI: Miami is quite possibly the most wrong thing in the universe.

Hello

Welcome to G---- W------- -- the world's best manufacturer of metal and plastic m---------- and publisher of table top w------- systems.

The next few pages should answer some of your questions and give you all the information you need to settle into G---- W------- quickly.

First, a bit about where we come from. From humble origins, G---- W------- now spans the globe with businesses on every continent except South America. Where once the sun never set on the British Empire, now the sun never sets on a G---- W------- store. We have over 2,500 employees in factories, warehouses, studios, offices, and shops worldwide.

It's a great success story -- and the thing that maintains that success story is the attitude all our staff have at work. The attitude you have.

G---- W------- is a characterful and unusual place to work -- and, being blunt, it doesn't suit everybody. We're enthusiastic about the company and the products we make. We love them and we tell anyone who cares to listen just that. We have no time for cynics, whiners or time wasters. We focus very hard on quality both with our products and customer service. We never forget that the hobbyists who buy our products pay our wages. We like to solve problems our own way and will expect high standards of both work and effort. If a job needs doing no one is too proud to muck in and help do it.

Survival Tips

Having said all that I ought to give you a few tips that will help you survive the first few hectic months.

Firstly, be honest and natural. All we want is your full commitment to the company and the people in it. Don't try to impress people, don't pretend to be what you are not -- you will be found out. If you can't do something, say so. There's no shame in it. If you can do something, volunteer.

Secondly, be loyal. To begin with this is not a two way street. We demand your loyalty right from day one. As time goes by and you prove yourself you will find the company will be loyal to you.

Thirdly, it is worth finding out about the hobby. Find out why so many of our staff are obsessed by it. I'm not saying you have to learn to play and paint if you don't already, although that wouldn't hurt, but it will be very useful to educate yourself about what goes on and why.

Fourthly, don't confuse our casual dress code and relaxed manner with sloppy standards in thought or behavior.

Finally, don't be put off by the fact that most of the staff don't 'switch off' from work in the evenings. Remember that they love what they do and it would be cruel to ask them not to talk about work at any time. In fact it would be better if you got in the habit of doing so.

Training

In a company as unusual as G---- W-------, it isn't possible to guarantee that we will train you in everything you will need to do your job as well as we expect -- but we will try. We have staff whose sole interest is your development -- get to know who they are and make sure they know what you think you do.

Prospects

There are almost unlimited promotion prospects for those who truly want them and show the right capabilities and devotion to the company. Only your attitude and your abilities will determine who well you get on -- nothing else matters.

What is in your heart is paramount -- it's all here if you really want it.

I dicked around with my icons and then dicked around with my userinfo and then dicked around with my style and then dicked around with my interests and then just dicked around.

If I did any more dicking, you'd have to test me for y-chromosomes.

backfromspace's fantastico bitchfest flamewar wank a-go-go is the best. thing. evah.

If I were a gay male, I'd be gettin' my ass right over to his house.

Who decided that I'd get deathmatched?

I don't even pay attention to anything anymore. I'm off in spaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace.

To prove it, here is my new favorite icon:



Woooo yeah!

I recently read another rant where a fan is complaining about how the "media" is "mistreating slashers" and "viewing them in a bad light", etc. etc. etc., let's rehash the old "fandom is not something to laugh at, especially by mundanes such as you" argument.

And, okay, it's probably just me right now, but, well, shit, people. The beauty of the internet is that everyone's in the media now. You want to get your story across? You want people to see slash fandom from your viewpoint? WRITE IT YOURSELF. Stop complaining about how a newspaper or a tv interview or Mr. Bob Schmee of Okiefecokie, Illinois and his vanity-press book about sexual deviancy.

(Which, by the way? If someone's posting a book about "freaks" or "sexual deviants" or whatever and includes slashers/furries/whatever? It's because s/he is deeply involved in another kink mentioned in the book and just needs the filler. Not singling fandom out, all right?)

Yeah, I know. You're watching TV/reading the article/whatever, you're being amused, and they're "getting it wrong". Well, how in the fuck are they supposed to "get it" if you're not jumping up and down and shouting? How in the hell are there supposed to be interviews and articles and programs and Miss Slasher 2004 on the cover of Time magazine if you don't do it yourself?

You don't like the way they represent your little niche of the universe? Do what everyone else does. Complain publicly. You don't see football fans sitting still and taking it when someone writes a "all football fans are twisted sexual deviants and hooligans and should never reproduce" article. Hell no! They write letters! They write responding articles! They get well and properly angry.

So why in the hell do we feel like all we can do is bitch and moan about the state of "The Media" behind little friendslocked posts? We should be writing the articles. We should be making the programs. We should be writing the books. Why do major reporters and broadcasters and whatnot only go for particular sources and theories about fandom? Because that's all that's out there. It isn't that they're not looking, it's that they can't find anything. Because we're not writing, except in our little circlejerks of positive-reinforcement that just spirals away into nothingness.

What goddamned good is it to just hide it all away? You write something about fandom, you clean it up, make it pretty, and publish it. Find a website. Find a zine. Fuck, I got interviewed by a guy recently. He's writing an article for The Guardian, a major UK paper, and he's a damn freelancer.

We could all be freelancers. Hell, we are freelancers already. Don't we write reviews? Don't we write articles? But we're all convinced that whatever we write just isn't good enough because we're just fans.

Yeah, well, I can point you to around twenty different people who were "just fans" and are now laughing all the way to the godamned bank. There is no top secret cabal of journalism. You don't have to go to school. You just have to put words in a line to create a sentence and write what you know. Fuck, we're doing that already, but we're too fucking pussy to admit it.

Stop being so scared of The Media and The World. You want them to treat our little fandom world better? You gotta make them.

We can do this. Be loud. And for fuck's sake, write.

They look like this!

Muahahahahahahahahaha!

I had a dream about the fuckwit who got me fired, and even in the dream, I was still thinking of him as a friend.

How strange.

I made this icon. Anyone can use it.

Girls' Dormitory had the config.php deleted by mistake.

Had to reinstall everything. had to rewrite everything. Now everyone has to re-register and re-upload their stories.

Can't say anything on Livejournal, because Livejournal's dicking around with me too.

FUCK

My head hurts.

People at work fucking suck.

All my fandoms are pissing me off.

Everyone I know is pissing me off.

Websites are pissing me off.

the world is pissing me off.

I need a time out.

Hey -- Dragnet icon! Thank you phosfate!

I also have the cut-off-head-of-Joe as my work wallpaper

Okay, so I'm trying to install automated archive on girls' dormitory. And, so far, so good. Everything seems to be in working order. Everything seems to work.

I test-run an upload. Internal server error.

I check the error log. It doesn't have anything for that particular piece of cgi.

Okay, so I run the test version of the upload file, to see if that brings up anything.

That loads and runs like a fucking dream. The file goes up.

I try the regular one again.

Internal server error.

*bangs head*

Deleting files works. Everything else seems to work. This, however, this does not work.

I'm going mad. I was going mad before with Moveable Type and its stunning inability to notice all the pics and stylesheets in the right directory or else completely and utterly not working, but, now, I'm just going insane. As if I wasn't already fucking going insane with this site -- the logistics are kicking my ass from here to eternity. Do I put this here, do I make this do that, do I have a message board, does it have a review section, should I be bothered with this entire fucking thing?

Aaaagh. *kicks*

Also, have discovered someone using the term "woobie" in relation to Pyro.

Fuck, how I hate that word.

I feel like I'm made up of Grade F meat. Circus animals, some filler.

Bleeeck.

Girls' Dormitory.

What will be the central Harry Potter femslash archive. And eventually at www.girls-dormitory.net.

Yay!

How does having no font specified mean that you're going to put text in a fucking star trek font?

Huh?

Stupid browser.

Uses tables, but only because I was too lazy to learn CSS2 at the moment.

You can see what it looks like here and here

To use, make sure you have an accont in which you can edit styles, and do the following:

• Click on create style.
• Tick the button for last-new. Pull down to "none or other public style". In the little box next to it, put in 125.
• Hit okay. It'll tell you it saved the style and called it username-lastn-new.
• If you go to the "edit" page now (there's a link right below the new name), you can change the name.
• Do the same for friends-new, day-new, and calendar-new.

The numbers for those are:

• friends: 126
• day: 128
• calendar: 127

This one works a lot better on most of the color schemes, but there are three where it won't work:

• Blues
• Foresty Nature Kinda
• MysticBlue

Use it on the rest, or on your own, and you'll be fine.

If the font size looks big, it's because I decided it was time to code for maximum font-size change -- you can make the font size bigger or smaller, which, if you use px to determine font size, you can't do in IE6 for PC.

Thanks to the lovely dolores, I have discovered Sarah T's past!

Someone's post on fandom_wank gave away a big fucking spoiler for 24.

Could that piss me off any more?

I can't decide if this year's April Fool stunt is better than last year's.

No, last year's was better. I had people sending in tributes and in tears.

This one is just funnier to me.

So we were watching Real Sex on five (it was either that or a documentary on extremely obese women and the men who are constantly feeding them in order to keep them that large and therefore under control, and, dude, no), and there was this old guy. And he was drunkenly muttering something, I don't really know what, but then he finishes with the most brilliant line ever:

"I can't hear you! My dick is in your mouth!"

I want to use this quote wherever I possibly can.

And with crossposting on journals!

I don't know. I was in the mood.

Most are of Faith. Some have words on them. Others are of Oz. Some have words there too.

( And here they are! )

It's perfectly okay to take them. You don't have to ask. I'd like it if you'd leave a comment here telling me you have them, but you don't have to.

girlsgirlsgirls - a community for girl-lovin'

All girl, all the time!

I am under the belief that "Jump They Say" is one of David Bowie's sexiest videos. It is just so. fucking. cool.

Being that you can now download it from Mark Romanek's website, I did so, and promptly ( made icons )

Did you know there was going to be a slash con in Nottingham?

Neither did I.

Dude, I am so there. I don't care if I'll be the only girlslasher in attendance. I. Am. There. With my Ho-yay shirt and my I fucked Britney shirt and my Cult of Timberlake shirt, dancing and singing and throwing pies.

Or something like that.

Little Women, the most recent version with Winona Ryder, Susan Sarandon, ickle Kirsten Dunst, Christian Bale, and who I think is Claire Danes with shitty hair, is on.

It's quite horrific. I cannot stop watching it. Even with my Winona Ryder and Claire Danes hate. And my "baby Kirsten Dunst only knows how to act by whispering" hate. And just my hate in general.

Christian Bale looks like a 'roided up version of Tom Cruise.

1. If you pull shit, you will be called on it.
2. If I pull shit, I expect to be called on it.

Also, things would be a lot better if people had their first stories online. And I'm not talking about "My first online fandom!" stories. I'm talking about those huge-as-fuck epic Mary Sues that you wrote when you were twelve and keep hidden in your closet. Because once you admit that, hey, you were a stupid fucking newbie too, then you realize that it doesn't fucking matter.

This is a GIP, but it is also me being sleazy.

Because, dude, I loves me some Hermione. I occasionally have fantasies that involve me being sixteen and pulling Hermione away from her books and having my wicked way with her on a library table.

'cause mmm mmm mmm...

Bags of assorted sours would not come with purple or green ones.

I have a style that is color-free, public, and totally xhtml-friendly. It validates, but the code journalfen generates when you post isn't validated, so your pages won't exactly validate, but they'll be a heck of a lot closer.

If you have an early adopter account, you can get it this way:

• Click on create style.
• Tick the button for last-new. Pull down to "none or other public style". In the little box next to it, put in 52.
• Hit okay. It'll tell you it saved the style and called it username-lastn-new.
• If you go to the "edit" page now (there's a link right below the new name), you can change the name.
• Do the same for friends-new, day-new, and calendar-new.

The numbers for those are:

• friends: 53
• day: 55
• calendar: 51

And they look like this: recent, friends, calendar, day.

The pages don't match up nicely with some of the color schemes, however. You may want to use the following:

1. Black on White With Light Greys
2. Foresty Nature Kinda
3. Mystic Blue
4. Soft Blues And White (Classic)
5. Supernova (personally, I'm kinda iffy on that one, but it does all show up)
6. Watermelon
7. White on Black With Dark Greys

If you have any problems, just comment here.

So, right now, entertainme is a community. It is a place to post recs, pointless links, whatever. It's entertainment central.

Also, it is my birthday. I am not bragging about it, but I do reserve the right to go "squeak!" and eat mcdonald's for breakfast.

oddly though, I want a second breakfast too. No! Must resist!

(also, later, new styles, more icons, etc.)

Even though I'm getting to watch Angel and CSI, and even though I'm dying my hair to make it look even more niftier, and even thought the husband's right next to me and loves me to pieces, I'm very fuckin' irritated, because I'm cramping up like no tomorrow and I'm just tired and pissy.

Argh.

I dare someone to pick a fight with me. Fuck yes.

I really need to stop making jokes about George W. buggering Tony Blair.

Because now I'm seeing it.

And, um, ew.

I was going to start a new community, but the community development thing isn't here yet.

It's going to be entertainme, though.