let us talk about my day, in which one of three random guys who were playing hooky while I was at Park told me to "keep running, whore!" ... on second thought, no, let us not. I am still unsure of whether my non-response was the best one. (the rest of the day was fine, though!)

we shall, however, talk about how I got my mind completely blown by Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles over the past three days, and am now flailing about how there are only TWO SEASONS and I want moooore and they can't do that not after the end of Season 2 they just can't omg NOT FAIR. I just. D: DEREK. and Cameron! and the MUSIC. "Donald, Where's Your Trousers" my heaaaart. JOHN AND SARAH <333. I cannot believe that cliffhanger they ended on, that's just mean. D: I was pretty much in shell shock after I finished the season finale, unable to get out a single coherent sentence about it. I'm still having trouble with that. you guys, John Henry and Savannah were so adorable, and Weaver was just askdhfls I looooved her and CHARLEEEEY. and John was really starting to come into his own those last six episodes.

this means, however, that I am all shell-shocked out and probably won't watch SPN until sometime tomorrow, because I have to save some for Doctor Who today (<3333).

we can also talk poetry!

Belfast Tune by Joseph Brodsky

( Here's a girl from a dangerous town. )

We can also talk about how I wrote this up very, very late at night and got my internet connection cut off before I could post it. :P

oh, internets, I am tired and weary, for I have spent over a week worrying about whether my dad will freak out today or not, and being in charge of the house, and trying to make Kat and Sam do what they are supposed to do, but they will never listen. And today was not really that good, because there were People and my dad dragged us to his church at the last minute, and though I wore heels (in point of fact, my most fabulous purple shiny heels) to intimidate People, the music still shook my bones. And Papa was very irritable, and my sister got married yesterday in New Zealand and she was beautiful and I love her and I am very, very tired. Also there were People.

religion wearies me right now, especially after I was accidentally linked to the Narnia forums on ff.net. Internets, I was horrified. Together with Unsavory Business in the newspapers, my faith in humanity has been dealt a serious blow, though Doctor Who yesterday did much to help restore it. <333 ("There is an escaped fish in the area." also, "Gotcha.")

have poetry! it makes me happy.

Manifesto by Margot Schilpp

( To love something / you must have considered what it means / to do without. )

all kinds of things!

first things first, and out of the way. I am fabulous. doing well, controlling my mood swings (yesterday with the aid of horribly sad TV - don't ask how that works, but it totally does. catharsis or something.), and getting lots of work done. signed up for Remix, and cannot wait. have been writing quite a bit, including ~1K of sequel-ish Edmund/Ianto hijinks. Unfortunately for easy writing, Jack just had to go and add onto Ianto's already considerable abandonment/intimacy issues, which means I cannot write gratuitous kissing until I resolve said ~issues~. also, it is raining and generally being spring-like in FL, and it is FANTASTIC. I cannot get over how much I have missed the azaleas and the tall tiny purple flowers and the clover and SPRIIIING. so pretty!

NOW FOR RECCING. you guys, this could take a while.

( Oh, fandom. You'll be the death of me yet. )

And now I'm going to go to sleep! WOOO.

EDIT: Fixed the link to the SGC training days story, thanks Mercury!

+ Today I had Christmas! my sister is leaving tomorrow and won't be back again for a long time, so we figured we would have Christmas this Sunday, complete with the traditional breakfast (Christmas Morning Coffee Cake, bacon, eggs, oranges/orange juice) and a tree and everything, which turned out really nice. :) We didn't do a lot of presents, but the ones we did were really good - a sweater, a lap stand for the laptop, a water bottle, and my sister got matching rings for all four of us girls. And then later at my grandmother's I got cash and a really nice necklace, and when we stopped by Whole Foods Market on the way home I got myself two boxes of tea, both green. I'm drinking one of them right now, it's quite nice. So yay!

+ School's wrapped up, except for my final in A. P. Gov., which is nice. School doesn't start again for me until January 20th, though I do have to get my books before that.

+ I'm working on the apocabigbang and have quibbles about a few things. I want all of the Pevensies there, and I'm specifically going to be pretty vague about how they got there. And I really want to have Sam and Dean and Castiel, but part of me wants to use this as a midway point for the Dean and Cas we see in 'The End', because it would fit pretty well as a 'break them more!' thing. BUT. I really want Sam in on it. So maybe I'll hint that this happened in the alternate-timeline-that-Zachariah-created too? AGH. I don't know. (Pairings showing up so far in my vague outline. Sam/Lucy/Edmund, Dean/Castiel, Peter/Susan, past!Susan/Dean.)

+ just something I wanted to mention - one of my friends who has watched the old Trek series/movies recently watched XI and was like 'I loved it all except for Uhura - she wasn't RIGHT. she was too sharp!' and I just sat there and went 'wut?' she also objected to the Spock/Uhura relationship because it wasn't in the actual series. which. I dunno, it was just frustrating to me, because everyone (in RL that I've talked to) seems to be bringing Uhura down when she was ridiculously awesome and so on top of things. I loved her! why can't everyone else? :(

+ I've still been neglecting my f-list, which is sad. I'm going to get back on top of things this week, though. I have been reading everything on my f-list, just been really distracted and busy, even after NaNo ended (portfolio! tests! omg for a second there I panicked and was like 'I HAVEN'T TAKEN MY MATH FINAL' but no. no, that was last Thursday. whew!). this week is purely for relaxing and hanging out online with y'all and writing. it will be fabulous!

+ it is rec time! divided up!

( one show, two vids, three fics, lots of poetry. )

omg eeee!

remixredux09 has gone public!  I have no idea when the reveal is (oh, July 26, not that long), but LOOK AT WHAT SOMEONE WROTE FOR MEEEE.

Like An Onion Inside Out (The Doctor, the Queen, and the TARDIS Remix) a remix of Falls the Shadow

It is about twenty times more light-hearted than the story I had in mind when writing Falls the Shadow (this is probably good, because god my version is ANGSTY), it's sweet and adorable and the Doctor is a wee bit ginger (also Scottish and on his last regeneration) and Susan is so beautiful.

ANYWAYS. Go! Read it! The more Susan/Doctor fic there is in this world, the better!

(Oh yeah! Also read Ten Synonyms for Sensational, because it is illustrated and whimsical and it is DRACO MALFOY traveling with the Doctor. Heee! Also, calculations of the damage the Doctor's pout do to the universe are involved.)

I realized today that although I haven't been doing much in the icon-making area recently (due to not having PS, only GIMP) I'm long overdue to dump them.

So I did. Here @ be_theicons , 31 multi-fandom icons (8 LotR, 10 Narnia, 11 Avatar, 2 Misc).

Preview:


In other news, dkghsldkfjsldkhg MAGICAL NANNIES, GUYS.

... has anyone considered crossing Mary Poppins with Doctor Who?

I don't generally do fanfic recommendations, but this one is just too brilliant.

A Doctor Who/ Discworld crossover. Jack and Death's friendship through time. Alternately funny, clever, brilliant, witty, and heartbreaking. Also, DEATH, guys. DEATH. Who is totally the best Discworld character EVAR and I have a lot of love for some other Discworld characters so that is really saying something.

Death and the Definitely-Not-A-Maiden by odsbodkins 

Two of the best parts

The first time Jack died, he had enough time to look round confusedly, see the figure in black and go “Wha-” before he was gasping back to life.

The second time he got as far as “Who ar-”.

The third time he was rather more badly minced by the experience, and got out a whole “Look buddy, you'd better have a pretty good explanation for-”.

*

Jack had been chasing after the alien, jumped a bannister, started running down the stairs – then tripped on his coat, fell down the flight and broke his neck at the bottom.

THE LONG COAT IS RATHER IMPRACTICAL.

OMG OMG OMG. MERLIN CRACK, GUYS. MERLIN CRACK, I HAVE FOUND IT AND IT IS EPICLY HILARIOUS. Come on, it has Merlin using COUGHING as a metaphor for doing MAGIC. Also being pervy and very aware of things! And Arthur being jealous and adorable and emotionally messed up!

geoffrey of monmouth was a liar, but that's okay by mclachlan 

Hunith sent him to Camelot in the hopes of being something great, to be molded into a man under the tutelage of Gaius, her old friend and the physician to one of the most mighty and terrible households in the world.

Merlin went to Camelot and developed a constant cold.

He doesn't think that's what she had in mind. Especially when coughing can result in one's head being off.

GO GUYS. READ THEM BOTH. READ THE EPICNESS!

OI. OI THAT'S JUST NOT FAIR DOCTOR WHO.

SEASON TWO FINALE. THAT IS ALL.

... I'm crying! Argh bad TV shows stop making me cry! AGH DAVID TENNANT. WHERE DO THE BRITISH GET ALL THESE AMAZING ACTORS?

This isn't even the first time I've watched those last two scenes and I'm still sobbing.

In random news of the day, my 3K HP fic... needs more. I'm still completely unsure of what this 'more' will consist of, but yeah.

Also Eccleston can act like nobody's business, and I really need to go find the DVD's and watch it on a TV screen proper-like.

And thirdly, I am so clumsy. In the past three days, apart from the normal requisite running into tables and chairs and benches and counters, I have also stabbed myself in the leg with part of a wicker laundry basket and stubbed my toe hard enough that it still hurts four days later. I have also fallen off a table. Don't ask.