The Past Few Days; or, The Secret Life of Vibrators

Promised one of the crew that I'd use that phrase in my subject line.

Highlights that I will post in a public entry:

Dream: first HP fandom dream. Was roaming about downtown-Bennington-except not with somebody (mctabby, perhaps?). Met and was introduced to faith_accompli and the mysterious Petal; shook hands. Faith was wearing something raggedly and pink; Petal was very small and thin and had short sleek brown hair. Was all.

Food: Free food weekend! The Tiffigoth took us all out to Chinese last night. Am being spoiled. Not used to be spoiled and feeling vaguely guilty; will have to turn up naked at her door someday. Then this morning, after work (I play piano during services at a wee local church), the pastor felt guilty for making me and my friend from Bennington who goes there for actual religious porpoises miss hot brunch back here, so she gave us twenty bucks and sent us off to have lunch on her; so we went to a little diner and got real breakfast. Mmmmm.

Movie: The Shadow of the Vampire. Really, really spiffy. Wish I'd been watching it alone and not in a busy living room so that I could've caught half the dialogue. Fascinating story, good acting, and a drunk vampire. What more could you want?

The other movie: Plans to watching Ringu tonight. When I do horror, I do horror. o.O

Visitor: Rachel, who is a raging extrovert, and talks. Never been under prolonged exposure to Rachel; for one day I was unaffected, for the next I myself was babbling and thinking a mile a minute, and for the third I wanted to crawl into a hole and turn into a raging introvert.

Recent self-exploration decision: I really like semiotics.

Writing: First third of Sidhe and Nails and Sugar Cube Trails done; more parts awaiting assembly; wrote a bit more of the smutty part (go me!). Discovered that the Slyth FF is extending the absolute deadline to the fifteenth; plan to take advantage of that, although I do want to write as much as possible soon so I can let it sit and polish it. Also continuing to prod The Novel. I like it.

Random observation: Christian religious music can be really catchy. As in, invades your brain and causes you to randomly filk your narration of your everyday actions to it catchy.

Received: Tinderblastlove! Letter and copy of Mr. Midshipman Hornblower. Now have two ship novels I'm reading--that and Ship of Magic. Former, ten pages in before I crashed after a four-hour night, has already caused extreme delight at naval terminology--it's like another language. Also oddly curious as to the nature of a tale involving frogs and lobsters. Latter has already caused me to wish to force-feed a ship Prozac. Yes, the ship itself. *loffs liveship concept*

Random observation redux: Admittedly, everybody in a Robin Hobb book needs Prozac. But Paragon needs a dose large enough to kill a horse. ;)

Wondering about: Scratch marks seemingly appearing on my body at random. o.O

Highlights that I wouldn't post in a public entry:

:P

Will have amusing first-time stories, certainly.

comments; ficstatus; observation

On Ringu: It's the Japanese movie that The Ring was based on. Supposedly much better and scarier than the American version. Have not seen American version, but Japanese version was not much more than occasionally startling or vaguely disturbing. Fun Evangelionesque imagery in the video; appearance and butoh-like motion of Sadako delightfully creepy. Only really terrifying moment was when she crawled out of the TV. Might see American version at some point to compare. Also, there was no ring. Feel gypped.

On Mr. Midshipman Hornblower: Five stories in and delighted. For one thing, I wish there were more books in this format. It's like a series of lunch-sized short stories, except they all have the same characters and continuity. For another, I love the setting; it's like another world with its own language. Want to revisit the model ship galleries in the MFA! And for a third, Hornblower is now one of my heros, along with Llewellyn and Albus Dumbledore. He's geeky, socially awkward, self-berating, and sometimes badly forgetful (two words: hole, rice), yet he still kicks ass. Go him!

Ficstatus: Two one-shots currently breeding. "Unbroken" is the Siriuscookie telepwen and erinmiran are prodding me for--yes, parts of it are written, and no, I never did figure out the tense, it's just fucked up. "The Sixth Canticle" is a sort of expansion of a Godric/Salazar nanofiction I wrote a bit back for rabican.

Observation: Red roses, when dried up, are nearly black. Black roses make me happy. Is all.

Should be good girl and rewrite plan essay now. *twitch*