All of the fic I've posted in this journal, organized by fandom, in the order in which they were posted.

I own none of the source material from which the inspiration for these stories was taken.



( Doctor Who )

( Firefly )

( Heroes )

( One Life to Live )

( Supernatural )

( The 4400 )

( The Black Donnellys )

( The O.C. )

( Crossovers )

( The Lakeverse )

Things I love about soap operas: even I can tell where the plot is going. ( spoilers for yesterday and today )

I'm watching in the chem majors' room with my friend Liz. I got to explain the whole Kish thing to her. "And this is Oliver. He makes the BEST FACES!"

IDK why I even bother cutting because a grand total of TWO people reading this actually watch the show, and they probably watched before I did!

In other news, I failed to mention that in the course of our discussion yesterday, I discovered that peridium's roomie does not know who Chad Michael Murray is. "But- but- he's the CHAD!" And the shrug I'm knitting is allllmost done. At this point I'm just knitting 1x1 rib, and it's in the round so it's really just continuous k1-p1-k1-p1 FOREVERRRRR.

So I totally knew when ( [spoiler] was about to happen ) about a minute and a half before it happened because Peter was making a Pacey face. I was all, I KNOW THAT FACE. THAT IS THE FACE PACEY MAKES WHEN ( a thing relevant to the spoiler I just cut for happens, followed by my reaction to said spoiler )

This was an episode that I enjoyed WAY MORE than the last few, in part because all of the science!fail involved was theoretical physics, which is the science I know less than nothing about. Invoke Isaac Newton and I shall believe you. ( general reactions )

*This is probably not actually relevant at all, but. Someone the other day tried to convince me that Dawson was better because Pacey pressured/reverse-psychologied Joey into having sex with him in The Winter's Tale and I was like "Um. No. No, no, no, no, no. And also, no!" I'm not sure in what world having a condom, participating in a conversation, and answering your partner's questions constitutes pressure. Also, Pacey is the greatest, ever, period.

WHY DID EVERYTHING ON THE ENTIRE INTERNET GET AWESOME WHILE MY COMPUTER WAS NON-OPERATIONAL?

SCOTT EVANS GOT A TWITTER. This AMAZING Brett/Scott interview! Facebook got different! ladycat777 posted lallyverse fic!

I'm plugged into my friend Brett's (not Claywell *sigh*) charger and I'm charging.

Back to the Brett/Scott interview... MAGICAL. A+ Scott Evans for bringing up the Glambert thing. And talking about the kiss at the Buenos Dias! OH THEY ARE SO PRESH. MUTUAL COMMITMENT. I'LL GET BRETT TO TEACH ME. So much Tika love! I WRITE IN MY DIARY EVERY NIGHT. CONNECT ON A DEEPER LEVEL. THEIR COUPLE AND OUR COUPLE TOGETHER. USE THAT RASPY VOICE.

Remember that time Lindsay said they are J2? SHE'S RIGHT. ONLY THEY CRY MORE AND MAKE BETTER FACES. GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. SO! MUCH!

I actually needed to pause in order to go watch yesterday's Oliver. "IT'S TOO COLD AND IT'S TOO DANGEROUS AND YOU CANNOT CLIMB A MOUNTAIN IN THOSE SHOES." Too bad I can't find today's KISH. OH MY GOD WHY.

And I will leave you with this: "Jared looks like a potato and Jensen looks like a duck." - peridium

Ugh. My computer has been freaking out again tonight, after I called AppleCare last week to fix it. So I did the same thing and it worked; I think what's going on is there is a problem with the connection between my charger and the computer. So I guess I should borrow someone else's charger to see whether the problem is with the charger or the computer. Based on my experiences in the last 20 min, I think it's definitely the fecking charger. And a new one runs like $80 if you buy it through Apple! Balls balls balls.

Also, the #1 song on my birthday was Debbie Gibson's "Lost in Your Eyes," but the video is not embeddable. Cute meme, though.

So, it seems like Pete Wentz is being kind of a total douchebag about the FOB breakup. Which personally makes me sad, because I genuinely liked him until he started obliquely shit-talking his fans on Twitter, and because FOB was the only bandom band I ever listened to. (Unless Hushies count, which I don't think they really do.) I only really like about six of their songs, but I like them a lot. "Sugar, We're Going Down" entirely encapsulates a lot of what being 16 was like--in love with my best friend, who had a serious girlfriend and wore jeans that were entirely too tight and once casually kissed me on the temple for no reason.

I actually saw FOB once, looong before Pete Wentz was a household name-- it was August of 2004, on the Warped Tour, towards the end of the day, and I didn't actually go into the crowd because it was ridiculously hot out and I was entirely exhausted. I feel like that's one of those things I should record for posterity, because FOB doesn't exist anymore, even though it wasn't a terribly meaningful experience for me. I kind of want to wax maudlin about bands you grow out of and bands you grow into and bands that outgrow you, but instead I will just say that I will probably be listening to "Chicago is So Two Years Ago" until I am old and blue-haired.

Science went pretty poorly today. I worked on something for an hour and a half and then my professor was like "So actually... I can't make my end of this work, so you should start doing this other thing." I was angry for about five minutes, and then I totally got over it. Mostly because said task was giving me a lot of trouble. So I went to start doing the other thing and the gen chem lab had entirely taken over the NMR. So guess who has two thumbs and gets to spend Friday afternoon in the basement of the chem building running NMRs for hours? THIS LADY.

Also. I'm Facebook friends with a few of my little brother's friends and-- remember when snow on the ground meant no school?

And now... back to work.

I don't think there is anything I could find more preposterously delightful than I am finding the rediscovery of an album I loved seven years ago that I haven't heard in at least five. (Except possibly having the ~9 TLCs I have to go run all work perfectly on the first try.)

(The Get Up Kids' Something to Write Home About was one of my favorite albums in 2003; I loaned it to a friend later that year and when my computer crashed I lost it. By that time I had fallen out of touch with the friend, and since the album was released in '99 and the Get Up Kids were never mainstream, I gave up hope of finding it again and eventually forgot about it. But it occurred to me to look for it this morning. "I'm a Loner, Dottie, a Rebel" still makes me dance. I'm in eighth grade, wearing my favorite black skirt and beat-up black Chucks, getting ready to run sound on our school's news TV channel. Alex and I put the song on the sound system and dance and dance until it ends.)

( Dollhouse: Epitaph Two. )

Aaaand picture meme, nabbed from peridium. ( Under the cut! )

ETA: And in the "amazing things my bff says" department: "I think you'd need the TARDIS to get from [my boyfriend's] perspective to mine." That's basically why we're friends.

Just watched Chuck 203. As soon as the lady Fulcrum agent showed up, I was like "I KNOW HER." Just checked on IMDb-- it's Jenavian Charto from Farscape's "Look at the Princess" trilogy. LOVE ITTTTT.

GUYS THEY GOT TESTED. It's just-- so REFRESHING to see this example of responsible gay sexuality. And I mean, I'm sure we could get into deconstruction of how it's OK to show gay sexuality as long as it's 'good' gay sexuality (similar to good fatties vs bad fatties, or good sluts vs bad sluts) but I'm perfectly willing to count this as a win, considering it's on daytime TV. They got tested because they LOOOVE each other. (PS. The fic where they get tested. AND BAREBACKING FIC. I think I'm just going to write keepaofthecheez a to-do list. Or write some myself. Does it matter if all I know comes from other dirty fic?)

I KIND OF LOVE KIM, THOUGH. And Rex is SO brusque and awkward. And they ALL have the DUMBEST NAMES.

And their INTENSE KITCHEN CONVERSATION. With all of the "I LOVE YOUs." I LOVE THEMMMM.

True Blood is a bizarre fucking show.

(And I've seen Farscape.)

Tonight we have a mental health in media double-whammy of fail.

First I watched tonight's ( Dollhouse )

THEN I saw the trailer for the new Supernatch (scroll down past the eye candy, which is delicious, and watch the embedded vid) ( and )

Yeah... so anybody who's been around in the past few weeks especially has probably noticed an uptick in the frequency of my rants about mental health in media. I made a tag for it and everything. My hope is that at least someone out there will find it thought-provoking and/or helpful in some way. And I know that I'm repeating myself a lot-- or at least, I feel like I'm repeating myself a lot, but I think it's mostly because TV does the same three things wrong repeatedly and I am going to point it out every time I see it.

Watching yesterday's Kish. I keep having to pause because it's TOO INTENSE. Scott and Brett are both doing BEAUTIFULLY. Scott with the physical manifestations of Oliver's discomfort, Brett with the woobieface and the DELIVERY. "I feel like I've heard that one before." ...AND OH MY GOD THEY ARE SO PRECIOUS. And Lindsay's fic is basically canon.

Things I can't believe I'm paying attention to: how Schuyler and Rex look exactly the same; how EVERYBODY BUT OLIVER thinks the baby is theirs; where Rex gets his "meatheads,"; what Gigi's hair is doing; why Random Asian Orderly is so very helpful.

AND KYLE WALKS IN. OH MY GOD THE PIECES ARE COMING TOGETHER SO BEAUTIFULLY.

(Also, whoever does wardrobe? I want to kiss them. That SWEATER on Scott. OM NOM NOM.)

I really enjoyed tonight's NCIS. It kind of broke my heart a little. And that last scene, huh? I was all, "The whole internet is going to explode from this!" Which prompted my mom to say, "Every time you say that, I picture some kind of massive computer meltdown."

And NCIS:LA... Special Agent Cool J continues to be my favorite. I never follow the actual plotline. There are always too many threads that are not well-connected enough for me to follow. Maybe it's the crazy. I only really have three things to say; I was really excited to see Gay Tobey from Dawson's Creek, but then they killed him after his 30 seconds of manpain; I thought the climactic scene was really well-choreographed; and my mother made another delightful comment: "Look at LL Cool J's head! It's so pointy! Did you notice that?"

Didn't they kill Agent Francis? What is he doing... alive? Or did they kill fake!Charlie and find real!Charlie. Cleared out here -- thanks to amberlynne for the link!

(Also, I'm watching with my mom. She looked up and said, "Hey! Pacey!" I HAVE NEVER BEEN PROUDER.)

Holy plot twist I did not see coming at all, Batman. Followed by protracted meta I also didn't anticipate when I sat down and started writing.

( spoilers; meta-tastic! )

So, in conclusion, I'm impressed but not. Joss definitely has a very interesting artistic vision and is setting out to explore some very interesting issues. In a lot of ways, Dollhouse looks to me like a River-centric retelling of Firefly; brunette is manipulated by mysterious forces, responds in ways that aren't well-understood by said manipulators, kicks ass. Unfortunately, his methodology has some pretty egregious flaws that haven't really been corrected in the seven years since Firefly aired (or the five since Serenity, if you'd like to give him the benefit of the doubt). Storylines which could be viewed as an analogy to recovery from or learning to live with mental illness tends to perpetuate misinformation and stereotypes about the mentally-ill being incapable, helpless and/or intermittently violent, and of course, said mental illness is always magically cured. Beyond that, there are persistent issues with race and class. It troubles me, as well as many others, I'm sure, that Joss self-identifies as a feminist (not least because it's obvious to me he's never read a feminist blog in his life, whereas blogs are the source of the only feminist education I've ever received *snerk*).

Watched New York, I Love You with my mom and hooo boy was that whole thing a mistake. I was like, "Oh, fucking EVERYBODY is in that movie! It has to be good!" Too indie, the hotel TV was tiny, neither of us had the attention span.

Now I'm watching the convention episode of Supernatch, and man, that show is on more crack than Bobby Brown circa 1999. I love all of the making fun of the Batman voices. Also, it was the evil little boys! Very "All Summer in a Day." Good job, Kripke. (Who the hell is Chuck, though? How did this originate?) "LARPing as cowboys and indians." LULZ. Also, it's in Ohio!?

ETA: CROWLEY!? Kripke, you motherfucking fanboy! Does Gaiman know about this? WHERE MY CROSSOVERS AT!?

I really want to watch Life Unexpected when it airs. The promos look great. And it has straight!Jack McPhee.

Um, was McGee totally adorable in this episode or what? This was sincerely adorable. Plus Gibbs called him "Elf Lord," which made my freaking day. Plus they AUTOPSIED a SQUIRREL. And Sheridan was played by Sketchy Matt from The OC. That made me happy.

I'm not really sure where they're going with the whole Col. SumnerBell thing, though. Anybody? Buuueller?

What the fuck is happening with me? Nothing for two and a half years, then two ficlets in one day.

when midnight comes around
Would you believe I’ve never been to a New Year’s party?
Doctor Who, Rose/10.5. PG, 781 words. Coda for "The End of Time," spoilers for "Journey's End." Title from the Velvet Underground. Unbetaed. I don't own anything except the mistakes. Cross-posted to time_and_chips and dwfiction. Feedback is greatly appreciated.

( New Year’s Eve, 2011, Pete throws this ridiculous affair.... )

I don't even remember how to post a fic. What goes in the header? Fuuuuuck.

The Message That You Made.
“I broke up with Kyle that day.” This is how. PG-13. 580 words. Angst. Title from "Aftermath" by Adam Lambert, which is my own personal Oliver theme song. Thanks to the incomparable keepaofthecheez for indoctrinating me into Kish fandom and reassuring me that this doesn't suck. Cross-posted to kyle_fish at her direction. Feedback is beloved.

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