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Nov. 16th, 2016

A few thoughts on the Austrian presidential election

Dear Austria,

As the fourth round of the presidential elections draws near, I have very few illusions left about anything going well this year. Brexit happened. Trump happened. My adopted country of New Zealand just went through a horrific earthquake. Countless amazing artists have passed away this year. That summary doesn't even scrape the surface yet. This year has, in so many ways, been unequivocably shit from start to... well, we've still got 6 weeks left in the year, so who knows what it still holds in store for us.

And so, given the incredibly close margin of the first election round, I have few hopes, to be honest. The cynical part of me is convinced that in light of recent events - in light of the fact that it's now acceptable to throw in the towel and ragequit on the EU like a spoiled toddler, in light of the fact that the most powerful nation in the world has just rendered it chic to elect a populist, misogynist, racist, neo-fascist, narcissistic, choleric pathological liar as their president - Austria will avoid eye contact and follow suit. The cynical part of me is well convinced that this time, that close to 50/50 margin will tip the other way, and perhaps not so closely.

And yet, I don't want to give in to that cynicism entirely. Because Austria is still my country in many ways, will always be the place I grew up in, will always be the place that taught me to love mountains and the underdog and its very specific brand of irreverent humour. I still love that country, and I still desperately want it to surprise me in this 4th election round. I want it to consider the precedents this frankly horrible year has set, and I would like it to make a face at those trends and engage in some very trademark cunning Austrian obstreperousness. I would like its people to look at what has happened this year and decide that nope, we are NOT going to go with that trend and we are NOT down with that bullshit. I would like them to disavow the hate-driven brand of politics, the fear-mongering and the simplistic populist dogma. I want Austria's people to be smarter than that, and I know they can be. I want them to go, scrappily and determinedly, against the tide. I want them to embrace compassion and intelligence and open-mindedness and calm reason in the face of this utter flood of terrifying hate-mongering bullcrap that has defined so much of major politics this year. I want my country to be smart and to go forward, not to get mired in the swamp of nationalist pseudo-fascist rhetoric. Not to go backwards. I want to believe that we can do better. We're a small country and it wouldn't make much difference but frankly, this year every tiny step forward counts as a fucking mile, because it feels like we're moving in quicksand while on fire.

So, please, Austria. Surprise me. Be the wily, smirking, stubborn, scrappy dark horse I know you can be.

Basically, be this guy.



...unless you can be Conchita, of course. In that case, always be Conchita.

Jul. 1st, 2013

Obsessions, Rambling, A Poll, Fic and Sundry

Insert the usual flailing about how IJ is too neglected etc., yadda blah blah introcakes.

Stuff I've been up to lately mostly involves telly and reading and then some more reading, and also a whole lot of hating on the concept of winter. WHO CAME UP WITH THAT SHIT. I want to be warm again, please! And yeah, I know, winters where I live are ridiculously mild, but that doesn't really help when all the houses are built like we're in the tropics and everyone around just shrugs and goes, "Eh, put on an extra jumper, you'll be golden." I DO NOT WISH TO BE GOLDEN IN AN EXTRA JUMPER. I WISH TO BE GOLDEN IN A TANK TOP WITH THE HEAT ON HIGH WITHOUT MY POWER BILL LEAPING BY 5000%.

Ahem. Yeah. Winter Is Not Hot.

Stuff:

Show-that-was marathon )

Talk about fandom behaviours, and also a poll )

Writing and fic round-up )

Dec. 14th, 2012

My week of Hobbit madness

Aaaaaah. I KNOW, I KNOW, LATE LATE LATE. It kind of sucks that I didn't get the chance to write this all up a couple weeks ago when it was completely fresh in my mind, but between visitors and work and crazy commuting, there just hasn't been any time.

Anyway, better late than never! I'd decided a while ago that even if there was no way I could shag, bribe, threaten or otherwise cheat my way into receiving an invite to the world premiere of The Hobbit on November 28 (really, and here I thought I was famous *snort*), nor, alternatively, pay for one (tickets went for $2000 each, apparently - youch), I was still going to be in Wellington that week, come hell or high water, and soak in as much Hobbitsphere as I possibly could.

The timing worked out well since the lovely [info]alsha and I had tickets to see Avenue Q in Palmerston North that week anyway, so I just extended my stay to make sure I'd be in Welly on premiere day.

A note on picspam: Some of the photos are a little too wide for my IJ layout but this post has already taken way longer than it should and I am not resizing the damn things now, lol. If you want to see the pics properly, look at them while on the "leave a comment" screen!

Pre-premiere excitement )


Hobbit Fair, public screenings, LotR love, with a smidge of hypothermia plot )

Red carpet stalkage! (here there be picspam) )

And I think that's pretty much it! I have more pics but they're all variations on the ones I've posted here. It was a fabulous day, the atmosphere was great, everyone was lovely beyond belief, and I'm pleased as pie that we got to go, that we got such a good spot, and that everything worked out so beautifully. The city went all out for the entire week and being able to be a part of it just about made me explode with fangirly joy. Now all that's left to do is ACTUALLY WATCH THE DAMN MOVIE, which we're doing this Sunday (in 3D, because 3D means Richard Armitage will reach out of the screen and snog me, Y/Y? /science). I CAN'T WAIT.

And if you've made it through this massive post, you deserve a cookie, or at least some Lembas bread:

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And Richard Armitage singing, because reasons.

Apr. 29th, 2012

30 Days of Firefly (or possibly 30 Days of the Tam Siblings Appreciation Society)

First of all, yes, I am on a "30 Days of [Insert Show]" spree, lol. Second of all, I was saddened to see that this was only on Tumblr and Facebook (when did those become the primary fandom interaction spaces? :CCC) and decided that needed to be remedied immediately. Third of all, I tweaked some of the questions because they were stupid. Fourth of all, let's go!

Dear diary: Today I was pompous and my sister was crazy. Today we were kidnapped by hill folk, never to be seen again. It was the best day ever. )

Mar. 25th, 2012

Hunger Games, Spazzy Thoughts

*keyboardspazzes*

HOW IS THIS FILM SO GOOD, PEOPLE!

Ok, so I missed the midnight viewing because The Capitol wouldn't let me in, i.e. Wellington Airport thought it was necessary to close down for a ridic little bit of fog. I was crushed, CRUSHED. On the upside, when I flew in the next morning, [info]alshaworld and I had an awesome breakfast and then went to see the 11am show, which was nearly empty for some reason. It was really weird (but then it was a school day and still opening day so maybe not many people knew it was on that early, but still, WEIRD). We were pretty pleased to have the theatre to ourselves though :D

And it was so awesome that we decided to go again the next day, again at 11am, when suddenly there were terrifying hordes of squealing teenage girls. I was determined that if they were going to be making ANY noise during the film, I'd make them fight to the death, but to their credit, they contained the porpoise noises to before and after.

Okay, and now for some fangirly rambling! )

I... can't even think of anything else to nitpick about. So. Much. Love! I definitely need a reread, and also to see this film again approximately fifteen times. And also for all the actors and the director and crew to cancel all their other commitments and to work on catching Fire and Mockingjay right the fuck NOW, because those waiting periods are going to be some serious torture. *grabby hands*

I'm still kind of intimidated about venturing into the fandom - I think I'll need to employ a toe-dipping approach ;) But I'm also looking forward to all the awesome creativity that awaits. \o/

Jan. 28th, 2012

Fanfic Meme 2011

Wheeee, it's that time of year. Time to ramble self-involvedly about your fic-ly achievements for the year. Don't be afraid to give yourself a pat on the back ;)


ALL the fic talk )

Dec. 9th, 2011

The (Last Edition of) the Best and Worst of AWZ, 2011

Yo. It's the weekend and I have nothing to do. Naturally this would be ideal conditions to go do something productive such as work on Perfect Combination edits or write something for the AWZ femmeslash ficathon (I do have ideas, I swear I do!), but after careful consideration I have decided that that would be, you know, creative and useful and entertaining and might actually shake me out of my current obstinate mopey mood AND WE CAN'T HAVE THAT, CAN WE.

No, no, we can't. So instead I decided to do one final round-up of the Best and Worst of AWZ, because... fuck me if I know why, really, but it sounded like some twisted version of fun. I might actually need to be committed.

Wheeeeeeeee! )

Jan. 9th, 2011

FANFIC MEME 2010

LA LA LA I SWEAR ONE OF THESE DAYS I WILL POST SOMETHING THAT'S NOT ALL FIC-RELATED. HONEST. I WILL WRITE YOU A THRILLING UPDATE ABOUT MY CATS' HAIRBALLS AND THE WEATHER AND A HAUNTING SOLILOQUY ABOUT HOW I NEED NEW UNDERWEAR. AND THEN YOU'LL BE ALL OMG FFS ALDI, GO BACK TO TALKING FANFIC BEFORE WE DIE OF BOREDOM/TMI. YESSSSSS. FOOLPROOF PLAN IS FOOLPROOF.


Stuff Wot I Wrote in 2010 )

Jan. 5th, 2011

The Best and Worst of AWZ 2010

So I haven't posted on GoDT in yonks and honestly I have no desire to. But I did always enjoy the yearly round-ups of the best and worst storylines, so I've rudely appropriated the template for personal use *whistles*

Lots of bitching ahead, and some fangirling too )

Oct. 31st, 2010

Cheerfully going bonkers as usual

I am so way overdue an update and as usual I fail at structure, so I'm going to nab [info]giorgiakerr's basic number format, kk? EVERYONE LOVES NUMBERS.

1. My mini-hiatus thing is over. It was spurred by a completely mad burst of creativity that had me doing nothing but, uh, well, creative stuff for a good two weeks and I couldn't be arsed to have a social life even online. Obsessive Aldi is obsessive. Anyway, I've finished a mural, I've cranked out a short piece of writing, and most importantly, in a bizarre development utterly at odds with all things to do with me and time management, I've finished my HoHoHo Fest assignment early. I KNOW. On the more normal side of things, it needs massive amounts of editing, and since I loathe editing with the fiery power of a thousand suns, I'll probably still find myself the night before the deadline going "OH SHIT OH SHIT I HAVE NOT FIXED ANYTHING AND NOW THERE'S NOT ENOUGH TIME OH SHIT", so all will be as usual, I expect. BUT YES, YES, IT IS STRANGE AND UNSETTLING, I DO NOT GET THINGS DONE ON TIME, WTF. But I am just the tiniest bit chuffed about it. And I hope my giftee (??? is that the proper term for person receiving gift?) will like it. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

2. Summer is here YAYAYAYYAY. I walked all the way to town today (it's about 40 minutes along the bike path, which is an elevated lovely hike through the hills with lots of trees and meadows and yes, sheep) listening to music in the sun and then lazed around on the green near the cathedral and it was glorious. I LOVE SUMMER.

3. One of the rose bushes that I planted about two years ago in the mad and over-optimistic notion that I might actually, you know, take care of them and that I then promptly left to wither and die, has suddenly decided to burst into bloom. The other one would usually come out with maybe... one tiny wee rose a year and I'd be all "o_O LOOK LOOK IT'S A FLOWER! AM MADLY TALENTED NURTURING EARTH MOTHER!" and this one literally hasn't done anything since I planted it other than sit there looking bare and sullen. Over the past months, it's randomly started growing like mad until it reached a freakish height, and right now it's ALL OVER roses as big as both of my hands together. They are dark red velvety and stunningly gorgeous and stunningly fragrant and I'd take a picture if the only camera we currently owned wasn't the one that Alsha's parents sent her for her birthday except then it took three months to arrive and by the time it *did* arrive she was in England so now I think it'd be tacky to play with her present before she gets back and can play with it herself, so there's no picture, just take my word for it, MY ROSES ARE GORGEOUS AND THIS IS EXCITING, OKAY. (wow, that was a tangenty sentence.)

4. Speaking of [info]alsha, yes, she is still gone and appears to be having a whale of a time (bizarre expression, surely). I miiiiiiiiiss her <333333

5. I need to watch my tendency to stick "<333333333333333333"s onto absolutely everything I say, lest it lose its significance, don'tcha know.

6. I am currently only sliiiightly inebriated but plan to be more so later, as I have pretty much been living on a diet of cider and strawberries. Wheeeeeeeee!

7. Was worried about having no work for a while, but I think/hope it's getting back to normal? I think I may have mentioned a time or fifty how vexing the flip-flop between "ARGH DYING UNDER MOUNTAINS OF WORK, CANNOT COPE" and "ARGH, WILL NEVER EVER GET WORK AGAIN AS LONG AS LIVE & PETS WILL STARVE & HOUSE WILL NEED TO BE SOLD & WILL NEED TO LIVE UNDER BRIDGE EXCEPT CANNOT ACTUALLY REMEMBER WHERE NEAREST BRIDGE IS" states of freelance employment is. Why does one not get paid for managing very hard task of, IDK, existing? Bah.

8. Birthday was fabulous explosion of love, including the sparkliest of greetings from Cologne (some of them complete with horrible fake Austrian accents, lololol <333333333333333333333). *squishes marvellous friends*

9. Still in cranky state of disenchantment with Show; on the upside, though, fiercely in love with fabulous canon-fixing fandom *cuddles it*

10. I HAVE NOTHING TO PUT HERE, I JUST WANTED A 10.

11. I have a sick craving for watching the Dawson's Creek finale *cackles madly* SHUP, IT TOTALLY MAKES ME CRY.

12. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

13. I thiiiiiiink I am caught up with everything I meant to get caught up on IJ and neeeaaarly there on LJ. If there is something that will crumple and die unless it is validated by a comment from me, please yell at me and point me at it!

14. *squishes f-list*

Apr. 4th, 2010

GOOL-y Goodies: Aldi's Verbose Trip Report of Doom (With Extra Sap, Yuck)

So, that wee event thing that's been eating mine and [info]lilithilien's lives for the past months... happened. Without major catastrophe. Which still confuses my pessimistic little heart no end: "What? Things went shiny? People were happy? Had a good time? No one got throttled, abducted, lost, or otherwise abused? REALLY?"

Really. Minor hiccoughs aside, the weekend was ****ING AWESOME (yeah, sorry, NHLB-ers. I stalked your sekrit chatroom and witnessed the happening of your sekrit in-jokes ;)), unforgettable, ecstatic, blurry with fabulousity.

I've been nabbing photos from everyone left, right, and centre since I got back, since I didn't bring my own camera, so I think it'd be rather pointless to repost other people's pics, lol. (Well, maybe one. Or two. That I really really liked.) I shall focus on rambling instead. BECAUSE I CAN RAMBLE, Y/Y!


Bring snacks. And water. And possibly a potty. Here there be babbling. )

(Now I'm home and believe it or not, I STILL have leftover condoms and lube. And I really am the last person to need them. *makes water balloons*)

Jan. 29th, 2010

Soapy cheating

I have cheated on Show *hangs head*

Okay, so I found mysteriously cheap mystery flight of mysteriousness which means I'm going to New York. YAY!!!! (Never mind that "mysteriously cheap" still means I'll be working my arse off to pay it off all year, eeeeek). Apparently this means that I am using my wee bit of spare time not to do useful things, but to watch other soaps, some of which will be representing at GOOL. Soaps not AWZ *gasps*

A wee while ago, [info]lilithilien and I marathoned through Goede Tijden, Slechte Tijden on the fabulous GTSTfanMark's channel, and I gotta say I LOVE LOVE LOVE it. It was a bit slow to go anywhere initially but man, Lucas is such an awesome character and I love his relationships with pretty much everyone. Even the stuff that other people said was boring, like his arguments with his mum, I really, really liked. (That seals it, I will never listen to anything Anthony Langford says ever again, lol. Can't quibble about taste.) And now that the storyline is smack in the middle of high drama, scorching emotion and not one, not two, but THREE promising love interests for Lucas, I am all over it in a big way. It's funny, engaging, exceedingly well acted and just all around awesome. The only thing that utterly suucks is the music, but hey, I can live with that.

Then last night I was working late and ended up braindead but not tired, so I stayed up to watch what I hadn't seen of Gute Zeiten Schlechte Zeiten and am now caught up to current events. I had kept track of the storylines in spoilers and summaries previously and had watched part of it but hadn't really been hooked enough to keep going.

Overall opinion: Hmmmm-better-than-I-previously-thought-but-MEH-in-general. The storyline has some quite interesting parts (I actually quite dug the whole betrayal/gay-bashing thing) but I found it badly paced and populated by too many characters I just don't really care about. I really like Carsten and what Felix Isenbügel brings to the role, and his friend Dominik's a total sweetie, but those two were pretty much the only ones I really cared about, and Lenny... ugh, I have a big problem with Alexander Becht's acting. I've heard from many people that they have a problem with Lenny's character being so violent and issues-ridden - that didn't actually bother me because I like it dark, but the performance... well, let me just say that this guy should NOT go blabbing his mouth off in interviews about how he wants to get away from soap acting because it doesn't challenge him enough, lol. YOU ARE THE WEAKEST LINK, BECHT. (This makes me glad it's Felix coming to NYC and not Alexander.)

As a result, while I like some of the characters, I'm really not invested in the OTP and mostly just want to abduct Felix and/or see Carsten with a better love interest. On the whole, it was a lot more watchable than I thought after seeing some of the early clips, but colour me unimpressed.

As usually happens when I watch shows I'm less than blown away by (OH HAI, VL!), it did give me a renewed boost of OMG AWZ, HOW ARE YOU SO AWESOME *cuddles Show obsessively*

Dec. 29th, 2009

The Stella Coretti Character Debacle on Alles was zählt – What Went Wrong?

[Russell Hammond voice] "To begin with? Everything". [/Russell Hammond voice]


I know there are worthier things to spend my time on. Trust me, I KNOW. I have a list a mile long of worthier things to do. But this has been simmering for weeks and I can no longer hold it in. My final, ultimate, semi-composed, very personal WTF WERE THEY THINKING WITH THIS CHARACTER rant. My last purge, hopefully leading to closure. After this, I WILL LET GO, I SWEAR. Indulge me. (Or, y'know, ignore. Either works).

I'm aware that I come across as an ultimate Stella-hater but for the sake of a semblance of objectivity - I didn't start out that way, and I did try my damnedest to give the character a chance to grow on me. If anything ended up growing on me, it was an itchy rash of Stella-allergy, but I just want to say that I DID TRY, DAMMIT.

Also, there are other characters on television series that I have actually loathed more than Stella Coretti (and in books too, of course, but I'll limit this to similar media). Characters like Bette Porter on The L Word, Jack Shephard on LOST, and Dawson Leery on Dawson's Creek. Bette and her sanctimonious judgemental entitlement bitchery made me feel so violent that I never made it past season 2 of that show (I feared for my tv screen - I was really close to smashing it every time she came on). Jack is the reason I can't watch more than one season of LOST in one go even though I otherwise love the show. Dawson Leery was my prime example for justifying post-birth abortion. Yes, even sixteen years post-birth :p

Stella never actively turned me off watching the show, although she did greatly hamper my enjoyment of it, and she's never induced me to cravings of violence, but dude... those plus points aren't even good enought to count as "damning with faint praise," I'm afraid.

The one thing all these characters have in common with each other, and with Stella, is that they were obviously, pushily and EVER SO CLUMSILY written to be sympathetic characters. Characters designed to be liked, identified with, sided with. Characters with a genuine moral high ground, the best of intentions, and very little room for shades of grey.

Characters, in other words, that annoy the crap out of me. If these people are supposed to be the good guys, please sign me up for Team Big Bad.

But let's go back to Stella, and to the beginning. (You don't want to? LET ME GRAB YOUR HAND AND DRAG YOU SCREAMING AND KICKING BACK TO THE BEGINNING. I DON'T WANNA GO ALONE.)

The Rise and Fail of the Character of Stella Coretti, as experienced by this very biased EKP brainthird (Beware, Here There Be tl;dr) )

The scary thing? I COULD STILL GO ON :p (But I won't, YES YES OKAY, YOU CAN SIGH WITH RELIEF NOW. And have the world's hugest cookie if you actually made it through all that, lol).

One thing I am very glad for is that for a long time now, Show has not attempted to push Stella as THE main character anymore. These days, she's on the sidelines if not entirely in the background, and that has been such a marked improvement. Honestly, if she'd been introduced as a side character and been allowed time to grow rather than being forced into the spotlight from the get-go, she might've gone much better places, but it's pointless to speculate on that.

I just hope that AWZ won't tread the same old tired paths with Katja Bergmann - I'm already a little uneasy about all the repetitive storylines they are giving her, which smack waaaay too much of early Diana and early Stella. Please, please, please, Show, if you have learned from past mistakes - don't fuck up another character's potential. I will be very stroppy if you do. There might be tears.

Aug. 9th, 2009

Winter, What Winter?, Telly-Watching, & the Latest from Cracky Sparkly Obsession Land

*pokes in head, does perfunctory cleaning, feeds the starved dustbunnies*

I biked to town today! I thought it might just about kill me, but actually it was really fun, and I did not even crumble before the Hill of Hell (living in a town that's all built on hills is very pretty until you have to manouevre them on a bike). We'll see if my thighs will turn to knotted wood overnight, but I was pleasantly surprised.

This winter has been insanely mild. Like... it's laughable to even call it winter. We don't get snow, but last year it was pretty cold and we had that killer storm that sent like 500 trees flying through the air and smashing into things. This year has mostly been sunny and slightly cool, lol. It's hardly ever rained. It hasn't stormed. The temperature's rarely even dropped to zero. And now it's not even mid-August but it's been so warm and spring-like that I was hot in my long-sleeved shirt (no jacket) today. Crazyskates! Not that I'm complaining. Grandma asks if we don't miss the snow everytime we talk, and I can still respond with an emphatic "NO!", lol.

Otherwise, not much new is going on. I'm still busy bending the time/space continuum, getting by on 10 hours of sleep a week, and being a busy little bee on EKP and the awesomesauce that is AWZ lately. The lovely [info]alsha and I are watching One Tree Hill, which I am notable unimpressed with so far, and she's recently got me hooked on Sugar Rush, which is just all sorts of adorable and hilarious, with just the right amount of snark. Plus, lots of lovely girlslash! What's not to love?

Being so wrapped up in my cracky German soap and watching lots of British shows lately has really kind of put me off mainstream American shows, I think, lol. We started watching One Tree Hill because we both quite like cheesy teenage shows to veg with (witness my terrible cheerful love for Dawson's Creek) but ugh... everything so far has been so ham-fisted and anvil-dropping and eyerollingly moralising and glossy and wooden. Pls to be giving me some characters that are actual people instead of walking stereotypes. And some good writing would help, too.

Anyway, life's pretty good. Could do with less job and more money, a clone or seven, and more hours in my day, as usual, but in general, can't complain.


Bunch of fandom stuff behind cut to spare the non-obsessed )


And now... I have ice cream, gummis and, uhm, work. Rats. Why must one work, why, why? I wish to spend all my time doing shiny things! *pouty*

As ever, I do read the f-list even if I don't post much lately. Love you all! Hope you're having great weekends! *smooches*

Jul. 22nd, 2009

HBP - obligatory rambly reactions post

They really like that swirly swirly ink swirl effect thing, don't they? )

Jul. 21st, 2009

*dips toe out of monogamous fannish obsession*

Ok, the lovely [info]alsha and I are off to watch HBP and then I can finally read all those spoilers that've been driving me... ok, largely indifferent, lol. But I still want to read them!

Now. How to get into a HP frame of mind within half an hour? Somehow I must achieve this feat. Otherwise I'm just going to sit there loudly wondering why nobody's skating and why Voldemort isn't played by Henning Heup:


And making audible EYEFLASH WHOOSH WHOOSH noises. And then I'll be killed by other cinema goers and my tiny fandom will cry (or I tell myself that it will, anyway).

Seriously, the huge disservice these morons did themselves by pushing this movie back so far? GAH. Half a year ago I was psyched out of my head for this. Now I feel like I've been going out with this movie for ages and for some lame reason we decided to hold off on the sex long past the point where it made sense, so now we've just reached this point where we're going, "Okay, fine, that special moment will not come. Let's just do it and get it over with," and then it'll be awkward and weird and we'll end up breaking up a week later, feeling vaguely cheated of the last half year of our lives when we could've been having lots of awesome sex with other people movies, and I think that metaphor has been streched quite long enough now, as has this sentence, so OKAY, OFF TO THE CINEMA! CONVINCE ME OF YOUR AWESOME PROWESS THAT WAS TOTES WORTH WAITING FOR, HBP!

Apr. 1st, 2009

ALSO? I CAN KILL YOU WITH MY BRAIN.

Barring that, with my nonsensical picspam. You will all COWER.

Oh god, it's official, I have lost my mind. Not that I was ever that much in possession of it anyway, but whatevs.

Did I mention this? I don't think I have:

(God, I just want to smack his face off his face SO HARD!)

Voting is open until Friday, and I will spam you with cracky banners until then and wheedle at you to go vote. It doesn't matter if you don't even read this stuff. Just go vote anyway! *g* (and you don't have to vote for me, either. Pick whoever's name is crackiest or what have you.)

Where was I? Right, mind-losing! Totally gone off the deep end. with spam of all kinds )

Mar. 24th, 2009

Concerts, movies, fannish exploits & the rest

This weekend, I did stuff, for a change!

Auckland-bound )

It was the first time either of us had actually spent any time in Auckland (previously we'd just whizzed through), and it was nice to taste a bit of big city life again. We explored a bit of the downtown and gorged on massive amounts of shopping, which was bloody good fun. Then had lunch in a lovely park, and in the early afternoon went to check in and get ready for the concert.

Counting Crows and The Who )

After the concert, Alsha and I made it back into town after some bus-related issues (the free public transport thing back wasn't nearly as well organised as getting there, so there was lots of milling about in giant crowds and stupid bus drivers giving wrong instructions) and pretty much just fell into bed, we were that tired.

On Sunday, we slept in, had a huge breakfast and went to the zoo in the afternoon. Moar )

Our flight back was on Monday afternoon, so we had some time to kill, though not loads of money, so we went and saw a movie. Our options were either Slumdog Millionaire or The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas. We were slightly more interested in the subject matter of the latter and also knew that Asa Butterfield, the little boy who played Mordred in Merlin, was in it, so we ended up going with that.

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas (dear British/American movie industries, why are you so hell-bent on appropriating the Nazi stuff? You're lovely, but you fail at being German! )

After the movie, we went to collect our bags and went to catch the plane home. Arrived last night to needy cats and piles of work that I'll somehow have to vanquish this week. DO NOT WANT. Let's have some fandom pimping instead!

[info]graspthethorn is doing the 2009 SEXY awards over on [info]seifen_slash! Go forth and nominate, I command you! AWZ stuff especially... I doubt Verbotene Liebe needs any help, hehehe. SUPPORT OUR TINY FANDOM! Go and nominate fics or art you liked! It won't take a minute :D


NOM-NOM-NOMINATE


I hope to surface a few times this week to do EKP stuff (Christmas and New Year's episodes coming up soon!) and maybe watch the show, though recaps will probably have to be shorter this week.

In other telly-related news, I've recently started watching Torchwood season 2, and holy wow, it is good! I gotta admit, I wasn't too floored by season 1 - I liked it but it seemed a bit random and didn't really capture me enough to make me want to have more! now!, but I'm definitely getting that vibe with season 2 so far. Awesome plots! Great side characters! JAMES MARSTERS! Massive amounts of boykissing! Ianto ruling with the witty one-liners! It is beautiful. And further saturating my happy little slasher heart. Really, the amount of slash I HAVEN'T had to make up this year is mind-boggling. The canon boylove, it overwhelms me!

Aaaaand I also really enjoyed the latest episode of Dollhouse! I hope they keep going like that, because that was noticeably better than the previous ones. I approve!

Now if only I could bend the space-time continuum enough to have time for all my fannish exploits, writing (In This Home On Ice will have to be put on, well, ice... for the rest of the week at least), work, eating, trimming my hedge & mowing my lawn (hahahahaha) AND the occasional sleep! But it will all work out somehow as usual, I'm sure. I DON'T KNOW HOW. IT IS A MYSTERY.

*poodles off to see what atrociousness AWZ has been up to in the latest eps*

Mar. 14th, 2009

Various and Sundry

(You know, it's just occurred to me that there could be rare circumstances under which you said "sundry tomatoes" i.e. miscellaneous tomatoes. Heeeh. Okay, this is probably one of those things that's way funnier in my head than typed out, but it's 7am, I went to bed three hours ago and I haven't had coffee yet, so work with me here).

Feeling rambly, so probably need pointy listy type thing.

In the past week, I have:

  • Watched all of Merlin, harrassed facilitated by the lovely [info]lilithilien! YAY! It was lovely and I enjoyed it v.v. much! Everything I have been told about the wondrously ubiquitous unrepentant, blatant, definitely-not-subtext slash BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP is true, the big polyamorous pile of pretties is unbelievably adorable (AND PRETTY!), and there is some damn fine acting in there besides. Adorable boys! Adorable girls! Tony Head! Destiny! FRIENDSHIP! GROO! *g* I don't feel an obsession coming on, necessarily, but it was time fabulously spent and I'll probably force [info]alsha to rewatch it with me *bounce*!
  • Written like a busy little bee! Finished not one, but TWO massive chapters of In This Home On Ice (yes, I finished Chapter 4, more on that later) and a bunch of massive recaps besides ( I'm totally counting those. I have to get something out of slogging through all the crap, even if it's just a few thousand words to my general word count.) I'd forgotten how awesome steady writing feels. ACCOMPLISHMENT YAY!
  • Not even started my epic job due by the end of the month. Uhm, oops? But surely 10 days is enough time to do it in. Surely.
  • Watched, recapped and translated what feels like A LOT of Alles Was Zählt. Good god, it's like they squirt them out every day or something.
  • Disapproved thoroughly of the noticeable arrival of autumn. WTF? I STILL HAVE PLANS FOR THIS SUMMER!
  • Daydreamed of going to Europe and meeting Lil and Dennis Grabosch, a lot.
  • Found out that there is a high probability we are getting more visitors!! I'm not sure if they've posted about it publicly yet, so possibly shouldn't bounce, but *BOUNCE*!! It's official, we are the top holiday destination spot of the year, heheheh.


This weekend, I shall:

  • Fix up Chapter 4 so can force it on certain people before they go gallivanting off to Europe.
  • Do laundry, ugh ugh. Or, uhm, buy new clothes.
  • Attempt to somehow fix lawnmower and mow giant jungle of lawn? Maybe.
  • Start epic job. Maybe.
  • Sleep, occasionally.


Meh, weekend looking thoroughly boring already. Should replace last 4 items with "Going out to cocktail bar and consuming many sparkly drinks", surely.

Other random stuff:

Dear DeRo,

You are utterly vexing. You are supposed to be all over the idea of casual porn. Yes, fine, you are angsty and tormented and messed and crap, but please, not over casual porn! Good grief, the amount of time it took me to get ANYWHERE with this chapter is ridiculous. I distinctly remember putting in the small print that in exchange for writing epic angsty fic of angst, I'd at least be getting the occasional smut. Work with me here, boys!

Tapping my foot here,
Me

Also, where has period gone? Sure I didn't have one this month, sure of it! (Any makers of pregnancy jokes will be shot, skinned and eaten.)

Right. Coffee. Need.

Jan. 28th, 2009

The Idiocy of DeVa, or Let's Flog That Dead Horse Some More, Shall We

I'd do an RL update, but frankly nothing much is happening. I'm drowning in work, poking at fic, doing EKP stuff, and giggling with [info]alsha over Shoebox Project when we have time. Where is my slashers' fund that will allow me to give up this time-sucking job, where, where? :p

Anyway, in lieu of exciting RL happenings, I ramble/rant/rehash. With encouragement:

Me: Hmmm. Options.
Alsha: Yeah?
Me: a) Work, b) Cue more episodes that will make me angry, c) Write angry, purging rant about DeVa idiocy, d) Work on fic.
Alsha: c)
Me: Yeah? Toodles.


Dead horse is not sufficiently flogged to ribbons yet )


I'm thinking I need to sit down sometime soon and do a full rewatch of the glory days episodes or I shall become altogether too grumpy.

In the meantime, though, this picture and its tantalising recentness never fails to make me happy:

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