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Sunday, February 27th, 2005
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4:25 am
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Firstly -- apologies to people still waiting on responses to various memes. I'm slowly getting them answered, but I keep getting sidetracked because, um, stories, sparkly boys, the sexy. This'll learn me to post a bunch of meme things in too short a period of time, because I am too frigging slow and overworked and busy to fully participate in fandom. This doesn't stop me from trying, though, because it's so much fun! I want to have fun! I love fun!
Secondly -- I know I have a couple romance novel connoisseurs on my flist. My newest thing is, in fact, romance novels. I have a weakness for much maligned and dismissed genres, Science Fiction being the biggie, but I'm also a romantic sap who loves historical settings. I don't know why it took me so long to realise historical romance novels really are the bee's knees, but I'm here now. Does anyone have any recs? I'm mostly about the British Isles and Ireland, but I could probably venture outside of it.
Thirdly -- ( I want to talk about some of the romance novels I read, all by Laura Kinsale )
Fourthly -- is there a market for gay romance? Some publisher I should look at? Some author I might've missed? I own a couple gay historical novels, but they're of the porny variety, though there is some love, just not enough of it. I would read gay romance novels, especially historical ones. Until then, I will satisfy myself with nsync-y historical AUs, because those are dreadfully fun, too. Is there an index for those? There should be, if there isn't.
current mood:  okay
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| Saturday, February 19th, 2005
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4:42 pm
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Should be sleeping. Had an exciting day in Toronto, which ultimately lead me to a moment of enlightenment where I realised what I want to do with my life: write romance novels. Oh, wouldn't that be fun.
So, yeah, should be sleeping, but then found this in ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.2) nopseud's journal:
Ask me any one question about my writing, then post this in your LJ, so I can satisfy my curiosity about yours.
Um, I'm lousy with ASKING questions, but I'm pretty good about ANSWERING them, so if anyone's been dying to know something, hit me up, yo.
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| Friday, February 18th, 2005
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9:31 am
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Another weekend off! ie, two days off instead of my typical one. and I'm starting it off with a mere 4 hours of sleep last night, in which I lay awake in bed and fretted about things nightmarishly. At work, they were all, "you spent 3 hours obsessing over something that [at work] never causes anybody any problems?" and I'm all, "yes, shut up, zzzzz." And then, the universe decided I was awesome, and everybody spent an hour in hell because that thing that never causes anybody any problems? Caused everybody a million problems on an otherwise boring night, and cost my employer tens of thousands of dollars loss, and made everyone run around like chickens with their heads cut off. Ha! And, in case anybody is wondering, I did not in fact cause ANY OF IT. Mmm, the sweet sweet smell of blamelessness.
In other news, I finally read [Easy Come, Easy Go] after, hmm, 3 or 4 years of putting it off, and yeah, cried like a baby, but in a very satisfying way. I had an epiphany, though: ( read here for my epiphany )
I think I've settled on a new poster-y arrangement for my walls. I'm going to go for a Giger theme. Now, I was worried it might be a little morbid, even if I think it's all very beautiful, but then I thought to myself, "well, your Nsync walls are a little morbid, too," and I'm easily convinced, so. I, briefly, considered naked walls, but my mom painted them a sandy beige colour, which is too light for me. I'm used to deep indigos and navy blues. so, yes, Giger. How cheerful.
I'm being overwhelmed with bunnies right now, which is odd. I keep feeling those find-new-fandom rumblings, because I need an active hobby and I'm growing increasingly lazy with popslash, but the bunnies just won't stop! And my lambs fic is moving along, albeit slowly, and wants to be finished, even if canon has fucked it all to hell and back, because I'm so slow, and Justin keeps doing shit. And I have three active trickyfish bunnies: the humourous black comedy one, the omgwe'revirgins high school au one, and my newest one, tentatively titled "Out." And then, as if that's not enough, I finally feel like the time is right to seriously start that lambs BoS prequel thingy, and I really do need to write a sequel to pirate!sync, because the story continues to feel underdone to me, because it really is, and was so rushed.
And yes, that is all. No, wait, I did decide I would like for Joey to do Broadway again, because I want to go to New York, and I want to see him five million times, and I also decided I'm far too pessimistic about Chris's solo album, because maybe it will actually happen and that would be nice. And, also, I really hope Edison doesn't suck like I fear it will, and that JC's next album doesn't completely abandon the synthesiser 80's thing like I fear it will, and that Lance ... wait, I'm cool with Lance. I'm probably the only person left in fandom who's cool with Lance, but I am, a very lot.
Okay, that's seriously all, because I'm seriously tired.
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| Monday, February 14th, 2005
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11:39 am - Happy Valentine's Day!
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So, this weekend, strippedhalo, _jules_ and I got together, and went a little .... crazy, with the digital cameras and the marionettes, and I literally ended up with 51 pictures, most of which belong in sets. And this set of nine photos is OMGSOROMANTIC and perfect for Valentine's Day and so we happily give you ...
( Trickyfish: OMGSOROMANTIC )
... awww. They're so in love!
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| Sunday, February 13th, 2005
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5:02 pm
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Dear strippedhalo and _jules_:
I am safely home. Thanks for the fabulous weekend o' fun. You are both awesome.
Love,
Rhys
PS. I don't think I've ever had so much fun playing dolls in my life.
In other news, there is no other news, except sleep, here I come. Oh, and I loooooooove Nsync.
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| Friday, February 4th, 2005
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9:19 am
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ahem. In my attempt to be somewhat challenging this time (because I tend to make these quizzes REALLY easy so people won't feel terrible when they get everything wrong), I made a ridiculously hard test. whoops. sorry, dudes.
( answers! )
In other news, I have more to say, but it'll have to wait. I have more of season seven of Buffy to watch, as I spent the last few days gorging myself on season six, which is, quite lamely, probably my favourite season. Also, the fourth season of Oz came out, which means I'm gonna have to watch that, too. sigh. what a terrible life I lead.
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| Thursday, February 3rd, 2005
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1:36 pm
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posting, because I like the memes going around.
Take my multi-fandom quiz, dudes! In the words of the wacky quiz page: I made a Quiz for you! Take my Quiz! and then Check out the Scoreboard! If you score a zero, don't feel bad. I did it to one of my bestest buds. It happens, man.
And now the other one, stolen from lilysaid.
List five fictional people -- from television, movies, books, whatever -- that you had a crush on as a child (or early teens). Then post this on your LiveJournal so other people can be assured that you're as weird as they thought.
1) Spike from Degrassi Junior High and Degrassi High. I still love her.
2) Hank Lawson from Doctor Quinn, Medicine Woman (aka, Hans Lawsonstrom -- I cried at the episode when his grandma came to visit, man, like, no guff)
3) Death from, um, the Endless. You know, Neil Gaiman's Sandman? Yeah, her.
4) .... the Lady Amalthea from The Last Unicorn (not when she was a horse, dammit!)
5) Archangel ... Angel ... Warren Worthington III from the X-Men, and X-Factor, and the Champions, and whatever else that meathead joined in his various wing-related crises.
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| Saturday, January 22nd, 2005
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3:09 am
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I forgot to squeal about this yesterday, but I have been blessed with a two day weekend for the first time since, well, last November, I think. And now I don't know what to do with myself! Clean my room, for sure, and re-poster my walls with some new posters, and organise all my nsync crap (most of it into the big plastic container that I got for this exact reason, because I keep a: dropping wet shit on my magazines and b: tripping over my stack of boxed marionettes).
Also, oddly, I've been informed that the family and I are heading to Las Vegas for Easter. weh? Uh, okay. This is the first entire-family trip we've had in, like, 9 years, and I understand the reasons for doing it now, even if the whole thing just makes me want to put a pillow over my head. but Las Vegas! the land of Lance! This should be cool!
Anyway, I'm thinking of finally joining the 21st century, and buying a digital camera. I think I like the features on the HP cameras the most, and they're the most reasonably priced. Anyone have any digital camera advice? Is 5.1Mp really that much better than 3.1Mp? Does HP really suck? Which brand should I be looking at? I know what I want -- high zoom capability (min. 12x total), jpeg format, avi/mpeg, SD memory options -- but I don't know what brands are trustworthy.
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| Friday, January 21st, 2005
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12:21 pm
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I think ... I think I'm gonna write some Motley Crue slash. Mm, it feels good. I think about it, and I'm excited about my plot bunny, and I'm kinda reminded of how it felt to write [Just Where I Came In]. I wonder if I can do it. I don't know. So, in the mean time, I'm reading all the Crueslash I can find.
Also, I need to make some Mick Mars and Nikki Sixx icons, because they're my dudes! A very underrepresented pairing, which is why I'm being forced into writing some of my own. I'm also celebrating the fact that, nine times out of ten, I can now tell Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee apart, because JEEZ, in the glam days, they looked too much alike.
Also, I'm zen. Zen, zen, so cool. Not leaving popslash, still enjoying Nsync in all its bits and pieces, as well as the well-documented whole. I feel like I'm entering into, like, level four of fandom, where my reaction to it and my involvement is different than it was in all the levels before. Also, I so could not have predicted my reaction to Crueslash. Who knew? At least, I loved so-called "bubblegum pop" going into popslash. This is just ... unexpected.
current mood:  peaceful
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| Wednesday, January 19th, 2005
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10:16 am
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Man, it's snowing like a motherfucker out there. My usual seven minute drive took half an hour, and I nearly got into an accident FOUR times. Yeesh. Also, I can't help but think we're on the cusp of some, like, ice age, and nobody's telling anybody about it. The weather is fucked up, man. Yesterday, it was -37*C with the wind-chill; today, a balmy -3*C, but with evil ass snow. grrr.
Slept, like, four hours last night, because I'm a meathead who gets all wound up when I post something that MIGHT piss someone off, because I expressed my OPINION, and then I realise how NOT made for fandom I am. Oh well. I take the good with the bad, because otherwise, there would be no stories about Joey and Lance fucking to read, and that would leave a huge gaping hole in my heart. Plus, I'd really have no life then, which would be so sad.
Guy at work is bringing in some Motley videos for me to watch, and a CD of Judas Priest songs. Woohoo. We've taken to battling over Mick Mars, which is fun, because I've only been a fan for five days, so I'm not tired yet, and he's, like, a first generation Motley fan. Also, thinking about actually seeing Motley Crue when they come to Toronto. I'd ask if anyone in the Toronto area wants to go, but I have to admit, I might be alone in this new joy of mine.
Anyhoo, back to fandom. I'm trying to find where I stand on this latest kerfuffle to ruffle the feathers of fannish flocks everywhere. I really do think criticism is helpful, and I know it's changed my writing a lot, and you know, not always for the better, actually, because I find the things I hate writing are the things people think I'm good at, so I try writing more of the stuff I'm good at, instead of the stuff I thoroughly enjoy writing, and you'd really think they'd be one and the same, but they're not. and then there's that whole public/private sphere thing. I realise the two groups will never agree, and neither side is ever going to respect the other's wishes, though I really do think the private sphere gets shafted in this instance. Otoh, I'd probably be more open to the private sphere thing, if it had better timing, because my experiences tend to coincide with major family tragedy, which, of course, no ones knows about, because I'm not that type of girl.
Which actually brings me to another thing -- people's inability to see all sides of things. Nothing gets me more than a writer going, "I just don't KNOW where this person is coming from," which leads me to wonder how this writer can possibly write more than one character-type if other viewpoints can't even be imagined. You don't need to agree, but there's nothing wrong with understanding the why. Consider it a writerly-exercise, forcing you to think outside your own soapbox. Also, all this talk about what a writer should be, and how a real writer would respond, and just being so limited about the whole thing. Your motivations are not everybody else's motivations. Oh well.
In other news, gah, I love lambs. They're just, yes. brilliant, and fuzzy, and fun.
current mood:  contemplative
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| Sunday, January 16th, 2005
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7:45 am
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I've been so busy recently that I barely had time to bemoan LJ's downtime, because I was barely able to check it anyway. I had shopping to do! and work to go to! and Arrested Development to watch! and Nsync footage to bond with! and The Dirt to read!
I'm in the process of making DVD covers for all of my Nsyncland DVDs. I've made five. I have about, oh I don't know, fifteen to go. and I've only watched three so far -- the European DVD, the Hawaii bootleg concert, and Nsync live at MTV, and the European DVD was only a half-assed watching, which needs to be rewatched. I could have watched more, but I also had to catch up on Lance doing his Celebrity Blackjack thing. guh. If I was a billionaire, I would buy Lance and make him play Blackjack in my living room all day long. It's just this thing about him that I love.
I also finished The Dirt, a tell-all autobiography by the members of Motley Crue. Now, I'm not a fan of Motley Crue. I didn't even know who was in the group until last week. I couldn't even hum a single Motley Crue song. But I still bought and read the book, just because, and then, um, went to find the slash, only to realise, once again, my favourite guy is the guy who never gets any ass. Yes, you're looking at a Mick Mars fan, who really only wants to read Mick Mars/Nikki Sixx stories, and can't find any. well, I found two, but they didn't capture Mick Mars's dry wit in a way I think is imperative to Mick Mars stories. Anyhoo, I would recommend the book solely on the basis of the Mick Mars chapters, though it's almost all good, even though Tommy Lee and Vince Neil are a little ... tedious, at times. Nikki's cool, though.
This ties in briefly to the plagiarism shenanigans of last week, which started me down this road. Sadly, my affair with Duff/Slash slash was short lived, because searching for slash involving a guy named Slash requires a level of patience and dedication I don't have. Even throwing in words like "cock" and "sex" only bring up old Guns 'n' Roses interviews, and timelines of my once favourite group. Also, it's a little sad to read about a group where drugs are the norm, and all the sex scenes end pre-emptively with Duff going, "dude, I shouldn't have done that last hit, because my cock is too limp to fuck," and Slash being all, "... shit. Me too, bro," and the two of them sleeping chastely together. yeesh.
and also, a couple people asked, so here you go:
[Just Where I Came In], the Metallica Remix, [Platonic], [Or Not] and [Maybe More], the Guns 'n' Roses Remix. And just so people are clear on this, because sometimes people are a little odd like that, just because I was able to find humour in the situation, doesn't mean I condone lazy fic-stealers. Do not steal my stories. Thanks.
Anyhoo, this is all vaguely connected to this post, but I've been meaning to do it for a while. You see, I might be alone in this, but I have these songs I think of as pairing theme songs. I can't even always explain why certain songs just call to me, though I sometimes can, and the songs are usually terribly inappropriate, and the lyrics rarely ever fit the pairing at all, but some sort of primitive instinct in me hears the song and thinks, "omg! choey!" Just recently, I found my lambs theme song, and then I watched Arrested Development, where one of my theme songs has a, um, large part in the series, and I thought, everybody else shares music, I want to, too. So I offer you ( seven of my pairing theme songs. )
I still don't have theme songs for JuC, JoeC and Timbertrick, but I know someday I'll find them. /vow.
Also, just to warn people, I'm starting up my health filter again, because while I got lazy and fell off the wagon and decided to see if that SuperSize Me guy was telling the truth about McDonald's (and rest assured, he was), thanks to a combination of feeling increasingly shitty and some guy asking me if I was pregnant, I've decided to get back on it. Also, that Motley Crue book is very inspiring when it comes to living a clean and healthy lifestyle, because jeeeeez.
current mood:  recumbent
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| Saturday, January 8th, 2005
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11:33 am
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First, go read Merry's [post] about our lovely new friend, Angie79. She says it better than I can, because my initial reaction was mostly, 'I SPIT ON YOU, AXL ROSE, YOU FUCKING BASTARD." You see, I'm a burned and bitter Guns 'n' Roses fan. Grrr, I say. Grrr.
But anyhoo.
( I, too, was visited by the Plagiarism fairy. )
In short, Axl Rose is a nutbag, evidently so am I, stealing is bad, and WOW, Guns 'n' Roses was awesome at its peak. Too bad SOMEONE had to ruin it all. (Yeah, I'm looking at you, Axl.)
ETA: In case anyone is dying to know, the Metallica!sync looks something like this:
Chris = Lars.
Lance = Rob.
Joey = James.
JC = Kirk.
Justin = Kirk 2.
I probably could have lived without "hearing" James call Lars a "pixie bitch", though. Just saying. I think would have been fine with it. -- and this story is seriously a hoot. This is, like, a sesa, almost. except, more like a remix. or something ... maybe. twitch, twitch. but god, imagine Nsync singing, like, Enter Sandman or One or Memory Remains or the Unforgiven II. oh, man, yes.
Or, oh! JC doing Don't Cry, and being all naked and CRAZY. or EVEN BETTER ... November Rain, at Joey's wedding, and ... okay, poor Kelly, but Chris would get to guitar solo his heart out in grief. and wear a top hat. WEE.
ETA 2:
"I have photographers in my bushes, Slash," Axl finally said when it should have been obvious, and Slash frowned but removed his hand, sliding it along Axl's spine before pulling away completely, sitting down on the patio bricks. "How's your back?"
"It's my knee, actually," Slash replied, oddly serious. "It's fucking up my back." Slash tapped his fingers on the ground, cracking his spine when he stretched. "And like, man, that wasn't some sort of fucked up excuse to get away. It was me about to get my ass kicked by that fucker of a chiropractor, whose appointments I miss weekly and who calls me an ungrateful bitch whenever I do."
"I didn't think--"
Slash smirked. "Yeah, you did, fu-boy." Slash bumped his head lightly against Axl's ribs, and Axl immediately curled, not really fond of soft hair on his skin, not when it tickled so dreadfully. "I brought lunch. Pitas. And stuff."
"Stuff?"
"Might rhyme with clot," Slash said, grinning, "or fu-pot."
OMG. THE FU JOKES SURVIVED. I bet, everyone who read 'em, were all, "fu? what the? what's FU?" But I'm glad to see them. They're, like, a little secret shout out to me. Also, maybe, just maybe, Axl/Slash is kinda ... sweet. but GnR is still together, and Axl hasn't gone completely nuts yet, unless you count the idea of Axl Rose with a Country Western style living room completely CRAZY.
current mood:  giggly
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| Friday, January 7th, 2005
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12:15 pm
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( slash meme! )
For the first time in 4 years, I'm thinking of redesigning my website. I don't know, though. The jury is still out. For instance, I hate when people redesign, because I'm a very visual person, and visual changes messes me up. And then, you know, the ZILLION stories I'd have to recode. And I might never achieve the same sexy colour scheme. Which all sounds like the jury has decided not to, but ... it has been four years. Quibble. I don't know.
current mood:  awake
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| Sunday, January 2nd, 2005
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3:14 pm
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So, after a week of WTFisWrongWithMyComputer!!!! the problem has been solved. My network card, apparently, has died. I didn't know this for sure, but I bought a new network card on the off chance that was the problem, and lo and behold, internet again! Of course, my old network card is built in, so now my poor computer has, like, an ugly tattoo it can't afford to get rid of. So sad. but, it works! hurrah!
The Sesa writers were revealed, so now I can talk about my new favourite subject: ( AU GSF )
So, anyway, long story short, I wrote [Song of the Sea], which everybody and their monkey guessed. And it looks like my recipient liked it, so phew, weight off my shoulders. Nothing says Happy SeSa like dumping an 88-page pirate!AU in somebody's lap. urgh.
Also, thanks to claire for the Jola she wrote for me, [For Now, Forever, For You].
ETA: Also, also, for I am an ASS, thanks to giddygeek, who came through with the pinch-hit beta with only a night to spare, for she is awesome and speedy.
current mood:  chipper
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| Tuesday, December 28th, 2004
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10:26 am
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So I'm in New York City.
Due to some family drama of the really fucking traumatic kind, my father decided a cheer-up trip was in order and took my sisters and I down to NYC to do some touristy things, see the Phantom of the Opera, and just have a good time. And it's been pretty cool so far. I really love this city, and it's been a nice recharger after an especially stressful Christmas.
Anyway, my Internet at home also crapped out, about four stories into sesa, which sucks, because I wanna read, very very badly. So I've been playing a lot of X-Box instead and calling it research.
I'm about to run out of time, but I did want to rec the lovely sesa jola written for me: [For Now, Forever, For You]. It's a HS AU! and it's JOLA! JoLa and Choey did so well this year, with 5 and 6 stories respectively. I'm so happy! ::danceS:: Anyhoo, again, read my JoLa, because it's sweet, and Lance loves his Joey so so much.
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| Sunday, December 19th, 2004
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7:11 am
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Done! donedonedone. ::dances a jig::
Of course, this means I have to edit the fucker now, but still! DONE! donedonedone!
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| Friday, December 17th, 2004
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9:10 am
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So I had this dream, in which Joey called me up and was like, "go to Tim Horton's and wait for me. Order a hot chocolate or two." So I went because, hello, Joey fucking Fatone, of course I'm going. and it's all snowing, and cold, and the hot chocolate is terrible (as it so often is at Timmy's, because the sludge doesn't quite mix), and then Joey comes in ... looking exactly like Jesus. but whatever, right. Joey's had some zany styles, and the Jesus style wasn't bad, except he was wearing a white robe and sandals in the middle of fricking winter. Anyway, over a box of Timbits, he assured me that my sesa would get done, and that he'd help me, and hey, was I going to eat that last Timbit?
And then I woke up, calmer than I'd been in days, totally convinced I could finish sesa.
True story.
(And um, on a similar note, I'm not sure why I'm making Joey/Jesus comparisons in my head, because, um, I love Joey, but he's not the guy who screams JESUS to me when I'm recasting Jesus Christ Superstar. That is, of course, JC).
In other news, everybody at work is all, "what the hell are you writing?" and I'm all, "um, christmas gift?" Because the truth -- I'm writing a sexalicious sesa story that's due on Monday -- isn't the sorta thing you tell truck drivers. I really do owe Joey the Palm my soul, though. I'd be fucked without him. If what all the anti-gay-marriage pundits are saying, and marriage to one's pet is the next logical step after marrying one's own gender, then I'm pretty sure, in a couple years, me and Joey the Palm are gonna be able to get married and live happily ever after. I'm quite excited.
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| Thursday, December 16th, 2004
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10:39 am
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am so fucked. am never going to finish sesa. am going to cry.
This is the first year I haven't been finished at least a week in advance. How do you people do it? I can see the end, but it's still so far away, and so much to edit, and okay, maybe there's an adrenaline rush there, and maybe I'm showing levels of self-discipline that haven't been seen in years, but it's also utter madness! I waking up early to write. I'm writing through work. I'm writing when I get home. I found myself staring at Joey the Palm with something akin to lust today as I sat at my desk. Or it could be that he's my saving grace, and I'm getting these emotions confused.
Anyhoo, gotta thank alittleblue, offonmars and babygotbass for the Christmas cards! My parents are a little indignant actually, because I'm the one getting all the Christmas cards. heee. I finally mailed out a couple of my own, with more to follow. I also got my Nsyncland DVD order, and um. heee. I can't turn down a good sale, you know, so maybe the stack is, like, four inches high. I know what I'm doing this holiday season.
After I write my sesa, of course.
Hmm, that's all. I'm mostly using this excuse to post with another santa hat icon. woo!
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| Monday, December 13th, 2004
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9:33 am
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I'm mostly posting just so I can use this icon, made by the fantabulous _jules_ because, hahaha, little plucky Joey head and his santa hat. Plus, I stick by the sentiment very whole-heartedly.
In other news, OMG SESA IS DUE IN A WEEK!!!!!!! oh, it is to weep. I spent all last night at work writing like a fiend, noticing too late that someone was zeroing in a scene that went something like this: cock cock suck cock fuck cock cock cock fuck fuck fuck cock. At least, that's what it looked like to me when I glanced over to see what the dude was gawking at. On the plus side, I'm editting as I go (gasp, I know), which means that even though I might slid in last minute, it'll at least be mostly readable. I still have so much to go, though! MEEP.
Let's see. I got some lovely Christmas cards, one from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/user_ontd.gif?v=92.2) between_names that had me chuckling out loud because dammit, I love a good pun, and it was fun playing "identify the fandom" and another from lilysaid, who pulled the ol' head-pasted maneouvre on me by sticking a Joey-head on the card, making it perfect and hilarious. Then I suffered from a major case of card envy, because dammit, I want to send out cool, amusing cards, too.
DID I MENTION SESA IS DUE IN A WEEK???
Oh, and listened to the Chris anthem clip. Mmm, I do love that man's voice. I'm definitely on a happy Chris kick right now, because he also showed up in public with Lance (even though nobody took pictures!), and I really do think trickyfish is my OTP. It's gotta be. I think. Maybe choey, or jola, and or lambs, too, because I'm still digging on the lambs. But really, in all truth? My OTP is GSF. I love all ten pairings. I'll squeal over all ten pairings. I just dig all ten pairings. don't make me pick!
In other news, I finally hit the new adult store in the area, and wow, it's classy, with some excellent stuff. I had a fun chat with the two people working there, trying to decide what to get. (because I have never, ever made a decision easily about anything in my life, ever.) It was kinda funny, though. It's in this, like, plaza of stores, and the huge motherfucker of a parking lot was filled in every spot ... except around the circumference of the adult store. Which was fine, because that meant I got an ideal parking space, and everything was good. Merry Christmas to me!
Oh, and I cheated at Sims 2 (yay for the new Boolean cheat) and finally got Chris abducted, and then fucked up, and got Lance abducted, too, so the trickyfish are both pregnant, puking like madmen, sick as dogs, with Chris in his lime-green maternity suit, and Lance in his pink. They're miserable, and all they do is sleep a lot, and throw up. Oh, and Lance plays in the bathtub a lot, but that's sim!Lance in a nutshell. I cannot keep him out of that fucking bathtub, even when he's hugely pregnant. Also, to anybody who might not know, Maxis released the Sims 2 patch at the official site.
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what the ...?
From MuchMusic.com
JT as Iron Man?
Justin Timberlake is rumoured to be taking the role of superhero Iron Man in an upcoming adaptation of the Marvel comic book. JT is currently filming "Alpha Dog" with director Nick Cassavetes, who has also signed on for the "Iron Man" flick. However, some comic book fan websites are claiming that the rumours are false.
Of all the superheroes I've imagined Justin to be (and as a semi-former comic book nerd, that number is embarrassingly huge), I have to say Iron Man is about last on my list. Isn't he a middle aged guy with a black moustache? I could be getting him mixed up with someone else ... no, no, I double checked. He's definitely a middle-aged man with a black moustache. And, um, Iron Man was always kinda ... lame, and his suit is dorky. Please let this be a rumour. Justin would be so much better as, like, Cannonball or something. (from X-Force, blah blah, nice guy). or, if he needs a more popular superhero, I don't know, anyone's cooler than Iron Man! (no offense to the huge Iron Man fans my friends list).
and I really should go to bed now, but I'm still clinging to the ceiling, hyper as hell.
ETA: Still not asleep. I'm going to pay tonight when I try to drag my sleepy out of bed for another hellish night at work. but! looks like this rumour is 100% false (phew), though I did learn there's a new Iron Man on the block. I'd forgotten how Marvel likes to change everything all the time. I'm even tempted to pick up an issue of Iron Man, just to compare version 2.0 to the original.
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