spintheiryarns: (tappity tap kaching)
Last night I got out of class "early" at 9PM. I was cranky, because it was literally about seven degrees Fahrenheit out and I needed to go to the school library and then walk half a mile down to the 24-hr grocery store for milk and hummus. (I am a baby who frequently will only get her vegetables if it's by eating carrot sticks + hummus on the side of all her meals.)

Anyway, I went up to the school library in search of Cartooning: Philosophy and Practice, which I should really just buy already because it's like six bucks used and I'm taking Ivan's class in the fall anyway, and I had never been up in that corner of the library before. And you guys, they have an aisle and a half of comic books. In my school library. You'd think after three years of art school I would have known or guessed this sooner.

Basically the way this turned out was that I wandered around going 8D for fifteen minutes, panicked, grabbed volumes 1-5 of B.P.R.D. for some unknown reason, walked down to the grocery store still going 8D, bought milk and hummus and a ton of pork chops (I have never eaten pork chops you guys what do I do with these) still going 8D even as my fingers were falling off from the cold.


Also, when I went to Jimmy John's yesterday, they told me about their punch card (buy ten sandwiches get one free, the usual thing) and, because I'm in there so much, gave me a card with nine holes already in it. CUSTOMER LOYALTY PAYS OFF, FOR THE RECORD.
spintheiryarns: (this city is afraid of me)
things that i would weep with joy to read on the slim chance they ever exist:

the AU version of The Young Lord Peter Consults Sherlock Holmes with Guy Ritchie's Holmes instead of Doyle's, in which Holmes is of course utterly delighted to help find a missing kitten, but is also high the entire time and accidentally involves ickle Peter in a very dangerous and complicated international conspiracy in the process.

To be fair, that last bit could be Peter's karma at work as much as Holmes's.
spintheiryarns: (head in the clouds)

1. You know that ridiculous crossover fic I've been nattering about since January 16? It just went off to beta, all nearly-29000-words-and-gonna-get-longer of it, so HA. FIC WILL APPEAR RELATIVELY SOONISH.

Of course, this now means that I no longer have an excuse not to actually reread the Series of Unfortunate Events books, or watch Star Trek, or-- most importantly-- stop looking at pictures of motorcycles and buckle down to write my [community profile] polybigbang. Oops.

2. So naturally I spent the rest of my evening torrenting Ken Burns' Baseball and watching the first inning. I haven't watched it since I was little and renting the videos with my dad! And I've failed at my New Years' resolution of keeping track of how the Cubs and the Mets are doing, same as I do every year, but oh my god baseball history is still so cool and I love it.

3. The Sisters Grimm series, by Michael Buckley. Block quotes under the cut. )

So yeah, these . . . may or may not have beat out Snow White: A Tale of Terror for my favorite fractured fairy tale, because I love that movie an awful lot, but they're coming awfully close. :DDDDDDDDDDDD

4. In celebration of the possibility of me finally actually posting fic: a WIP excerpt meme. This thing is always going around somewhere.

Three Link/Violet, one Doctor Who/Hot Fuzz, and the beginning of my polybigbang under the cut. )

5. I cleaned my laptop screen! The world looks so much brighter now :O
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Ahoy there, Internets! Check me out, taking a break from my tightly-packed schedule of work, school, cartoons, panic, and way too much sleep to actually come say hi to you. Did you miss me :D?


Currently I'm trying to decide whether to write for [livejournal.com profile] polybigbang; luckily I found out about it reasonably soon and have till next weekend to sort this out. I had an OT3 fic I was thinking of writing anyway; the problem is that it would be set in a historical era that wasn't exactly known for coping well with diversity of any sort. Doing the fic right would involve an insane amount of difficulty-- in terms both of having to do a ton of research (I have eleven library books out just to help me decide whether to write it) and of having to write at least ten thousand words about how incredibly shitty people can be to other people. The fic would probably get written sooner or later, and I think I could pull it off; the question is whether I'm able and willing to get a draft of it finished in the next two and a half months.

So yeah! That's fun. Kind of. In a really depressing but oddly exciting way.

In the meantime, I'm still creaking away at a fic split between the 1970s and the 19mumbles, researching this potential [livejournal.com profile] polybigbang set in the 1950s, working on classical Greek costuming for a final for school, probably apping to [livejournal.com profile] butwhatwemake which is set in 2018, pondering returning to a couple of original things which are set in (entirely separate) far futures, and rereading Cryptonomicon, which is split between the 1940s and 1990s and has a trilogy of prequels set around the turn of the 18th century. I don't actually know how many separate time periods I can deal with intelligently at one time, but I guess I'm going to find out. Halp.

In conclusion: DO WANT.
spintheiryarns: (l'horloge qui ne meura jamais)
Today I returned a pair of shoes I'd bought and then decided were hideously ugly, bought two more pairs (for the same price) that are not hideously ugly, picked up Lemony Snicket's Unauthorized Autobiography and some actual useful domestic items, and came home. Successful shopping trips! They're a wonderful thing.

And then I actually opened the book I'd bought. DDDDDDD:

cut for a couple of scans and some flail )

Even the book I'm actually reading right now is talking about metamathematics and how some mathematical propositions have been proven unproveable, so we can't ever know whether they're true or not. So between that and all the fourth-wall warping going around, I'm not feeling too well right now. I think I might go lie down and quietly read something nice and soothing, like say a Stephen King novel.
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Yesterday it was lovely and sunny and I went and had a picnic lunch in the park; today it was drizzly and cold and I got a hot chocolate and went used-book shopping at the book festival downtown. Both very pleasant afternoons! But ftlog, weather, it is June and you should make up your mind.

I got four books for myself and one for my mom, though! So not a bad haul for seven dollars. And I ran into my ex-boss three times, but that wasn't terribly surprising given the venue. Honestly, the Powell's tent traumatized me much worse with . . . whatever the hell new editions of the Series of Unfortunate Events they had, which were garish and hideous and made me weep into my cocoa. Helquist's cover art for the later books makes me do that anyway (what the fuck is with Sunny's hair DDDDDDDDD:) but at least the cover design used to be good :(

In slightly more important news, I'm moving next week! Down the hall into a bigger bedroom, anyway, which means I get all the fun of moving with none of the annoyance of actually having to pack. This is going to be fantastic.

Oh and, um, I've been coughing for two weeks now and I'm getting pretty sick of it. Otherwise life is fun and good but not really all that interesting. I'm way behind on movie posts and should probably do something about that.
spintheiryarns: (tappity tap kaching)
I went to see Star Trek last night! Again. I intend to keep doing this until it leaves theaters or I get sick of it, which I expect to be never.

I was kind of disappointed, though, that the audience was so much less involved than when I went at midnight on the 8th; I mean, I expected that, but there was such a feeling of community at the midnight show. People laughed and cheered and applauded for things. Hardly anyone even laughed at things when I went last night; certainly no one cheered or applauded, not even for casting spoiler ) And I really missed that.

So I thought about actually going and looking into organized Star Trek fandom for the first time, the kind of fandom with fic and shipping and so on. Because I haven't really gotten into a fandom in ages and I don't really remember what being properly in a fandom feels like, and everyone else is getting into it these days and so on. And then I remembered that Trek fandom involves the kind of person who was all over the message boards a year ago when photos of filming at Starfleet Academy leaked, going "The girl cadets' skirts are all two inches too long! This movie will be an abomination! I'm not going!" (This isn't a generalization; I remember a specific person saying that he would not be seeing the movie because the uniform skirts appeared the wrong length in a couple of photos taken from a significant distance away.) Trek fandom, including the kind with fic and shipping and so on, includes the kind of people who go "Yeah, sure, the decision to cast a Korean as Sulu needs examining, but I think it's even worse that Kirk's eyes were the wrong color and Spock's earlobes aren't attached." (This, too, was a specific LJ comment I've seen, and incidentally I don't find John Cho's casting problematic but I think it's a substantially more worthy topic of discussion than Zach Quinto's earlobes.) That's what Trek fandom has the reputation for being like, and if it's going to continue being like that-- well, I've been a fan for eighteen years without involving myself much in the community and I can happily go right on doing it.

On the other hand, last night I really just had the sudden urge to be insanely geeky about everything. It was probably because I was at a geek movie prefaced by the trailers for half a dozen more geek movies, but I had this sudden rush of wanting to check out all the canons for everything ever, and just sit around the rest of my life watching things and reading things. Unfortunately this isn't really possible, so I decided to do the next best thing while I'm deciding what to do about Star Trek fandom, and the next best thing is that once I finish a draft of this fic I'm sick of kicking myself over I'm going to go straight through and watch all the TV shows. And all the movies, except that supposed tenth one that doesn't really exist because I won't let it.

You see what I did there? I came up with an astonishingly epic procrastination method five days before I start school. And then found a way to put that off. Self-sabotage harder, self, honestly.

So, yeah, going to watch a horrifying quantity of Star Trek over the next few months and possibly post about it, until I get sick of it (hopefully not) or until I run out, at which point I will then go running to the library for piles of tie-in novels. And when I run out of those it will be 2011 and the next movie will be coming out. I AM A GENIUS.

I also expect to be spending a ton of time on buses and trains, because I live right between school and work but have a decently sized commute to each, so I've got me a ton of Deadpool PDFs and I'm hunting down used copies of all the Series of Unfortunate Events books. I plan to be very, very geeky this summer. >:D


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