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blue_bellsWitness the Silent Rave! I was dangerously close to doing the same thing at work today and calling it my Friday Dance. It doesn't have the same effect when you do it solo.
It feels like it's been a while between updates, so I thought I'd broadcast an update as to what I've been doing and plan to do with this journal in future.
Then I decided to watch the series returns of Heroes and Bones instead.
Heroes: I laughed at the thought of those Matt/Mohinder fans who get their wish of the two raising Molly by their stubborn, devoted selves. I cried for Takei-san, but those producers knew we loved him too well. I loved the idea of Ando standing by Takei-san (Taichou!) for four months as they kept vigil for Hiro (oh, Hiro, you are missed). No Nikki/Jessica or DL for episode 1, woohoo!
Bones: I squirmed happily at Booth and Brennan. Booth loves her so well and she drowns herself in science. I wonder how much self-respect they'll let him retain until they become explicitly canon, but I don't think I'll enjoy them so much when that happens. I liked the new candidate for lab assistant, he could never have replaced Zach, but he looked promising! I hope they bring him back.
I had a rant in here of how siestas should become legislated government policy pertaining especially to state and commonwealth departments, but it distracted from the fandom. As I whiled away many an hour at work daydreaming of sleep, I somewhere decided to migrate over those writings from an older, disused journal for a general point of easy reference. So, all my old and other work will be appearing here in the coming future -- the good, the bad, and the embarassing.
I have 'Five (5) Things' lists waiting in a book that travels with me everywhere. I need to type them up sometime this century, it's been pending for months.
I have a real urge to get back icon-making in Photoshop, I never got around to making those Brimstone icons I started capping before my previous laptop died in its sleep. I also have a sneaking urge to abuse Heroes with new icons since it slapped me in the face with its pretty.
I've also discovered the engrossing spectacle that is Luke and Noah's story on As the World Turns (ATWT) -- it's like Bold and the Beautiful, but with (some) common sense. A new breed of soap opera spawned from an old mother.
Saw Hairspray. It was shiny, noisy and fun. Some songs ran too long. Some of the PC lines could have been better-phrased. Some of those dress cuts were really awful. Some of those other dresses, I adored. Many of those voices, I loved. I wanted the dance to push it harder, it didn't make me want to dance in my seat. I cried in the march scene although I was emotionally, unmoved, I think it's Pavlovian conditioning and tiredness together.
Corny Collins was awesome.
I didn't quite buy Link and Tracy falling mutually in love.
I fanned like a mad person when Michelle Pfeiffer and Christopher Walken were in the same room. I anticipated him pushing her out a window. I still can't get over how good Walken looks in Batman Returns.
Saw Stardust. Loved it much more than Hairspray (before you hiss, to each their own!). Loved it so I have nothing to say, except that if you like romance, adventure well-blended with contemporary humour, you should enjoy this movie. I intend to see it again.
While I'm listing, I read Eragon fanfic in my sleep. It's a fandom of chronic update lags. I get really frustrated, then really, really happy when people update. Afterwards, I perform a cleansing ritual. It gets very cumbersome.
I can give no ETA on this migration initiative, but in the meanwhile, I'll visit with the occasional rec. Today is a fantastic Torchwood piece I crossed and meant to post some time ago. I know there's another rec I was supposed to share for someone, if it's you, please remind me.
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3jane
Summary: "Ianto's filing boxes when he finds it.... Luminous in the corridor lights. Faintly blue-orange-silver. Almost remarkable inhuman, except for the fetal curl of the body and the crackle along Ianto's nerves that might be crying."
WHY: THIS MUST BE READ. If this had been an episode of Torchwood, I would have fallen for this team. This is a gorgeous, redeeming story set post-Season 1 finale, bringing out the sensitivities and better side of everyone I'd almost come to detest by the season's end. The best read I could have had at bedtime.
It feels like it's been a while between updates, so I thought I'd broadcast an update as to what I've been doing and plan to do with this journal in future.
Then I decided to watch the series returns of Heroes and Bones instead.
Heroes: I laughed at the thought of those Matt/Mohinder fans who get their wish of the two raising Molly by their stubborn, devoted selves. I cried for Takei-san, but those producers knew we loved him too well. I loved the idea of Ando standing by Takei-san (Taichou!) for four months as they kept vigil for Hiro (oh, Hiro, you are missed). No Nikki/Jessica or DL for episode 1, woohoo!
Bones: I squirmed happily at Booth and Brennan. Booth loves her so well and she drowns herself in science. I wonder how much self-respect they'll let him retain until they become explicitly canon, but I don't think I'll enjoy them so much when that happens. I liked the new candidate for lab assistant, he could never have replaced Zach, but he looked promising! I hope they bring him back.
I had a rant in here of how siestas should become legislated government policy pertaining especially to state and commonwealth departments, but it distracted from the fandom. As I whiled away many an hour at work daydreaming of sleep, I somewhere decided to migrate over those writings from an older, disused journal for a general point of easy reference. So, all my old and other work will be appearing here in the coming future -- the good, the bad, and the embarassing.
I have 'Five (5) Things' lists waiting in a book that travels with me everywhere. I need to type them up sometime this century, it's been pending for months.
I have a real urge to get back icon-making in Photoshop, I never got around to making those Brimstone icons I started capping before my previous laptop died in its sleep. I also have a sneaking urge to abuse Heroes with new icons since it slapped me in the face with its pretty.
I've also discovered the engrossing spectacle that is Luke and Noah's story on As the World Turns (ATWT) -- it's like Bold and the Beautiful, but with (some) common sense. A new breed of soap opera spawned from an old mother.
Saw Hairspray. It was shiny, noisy and fun. Some songs ran too long. Some of the PC lines could have been better-phrased. Some of those dress cuts were really awful. Some of those other dresses, I adored. Many of those voices, I loved. I wanted the dance to push it harder, it didn't make me want to dance in my seat. I cried in the march scene although I was emotionally, unmoved, I think it's Pavlovian conditioning and tiredness together.
Corny Collins was awesome.
I didn't quite buy Link and Tracy falling mutually in love.
I fanned like a mad person when Michelle Pfeiffer and Christopher Walken were in the same room. I anticipated him pushing her out a window. I still can't get over how good Walken looks in Batman Returns.
Saw Stardust. Loved it much more than Hairspray (before you hiss, to each their own!). Loved it so I have nothing to say, except that if you like romance, adventure well-blended with contemporary humour, you should enjoy this movie. I intend to see it again.
While I'm listing, I read Eragon fanfic in my sleep. It's a fandom of chronic update lags. I get really frustrated, then really, really happy when people update. Afterwards, I perform a cleansing ritual. It gets very cumbersome.
I can give no ETA on this migration initiative, but in the meanwhile, I'll visit with the occasional rec. Today is a fantastic Torchwood piece I crossed and meant to post some time ago. I know there's another rec I was supposed to share for someone, if it's you, please remind me.
C12H22O11 by
3janeSummary: "Ianto's filing boxes when he finds it.... Luminous in the corridor lights. Faintly blue-orange-silver. Almost remarkable inhuman, except for the fetal curl of the body and the crackle along Ianto's nerves that might be crying."
WHY: THIS MUST BE READ. If this had been an episode of Torchwood, I would have fallen for this team. This is a gorgeous, redeeming story set post-Season 1 finale, bringing out the sensitivities and better side of everyone I'd almost come to detest by the season's end. The best read I could have had at bedtime.
