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16 June 2012 @ 12:18 pm
I've changed my title! I've changed my lay-out! I AM BECOMING A NEW ME. One who will be responsible in leaving comments to all the stories I read. One who will actually post regularly in this journal. One who will--

Um, yeah. Right. Anyway. I am at least making an oblig sticky so people wandering through will have a better chance of finding my fic than by navigating my sketchy tagging system.

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99.9% of this journal is public. Feel free to friend me anyway; I will friend back ASAP. I should probably also disclose my horrible, horrible lurking habits here. So...I don't really leave comments all that much. /o\ I'm working on it! One step at a time. Soon I, too, will be a functioning internet person.
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26 April 2011 @ 04:07 pm
Okay, so I have a Dreamwidth invite code. If any of you want it. I don't actually use Dreamwidth, but, you know. I hear it's good?

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Let me know if you use it so I can edit/delete this entry! :)
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23 April 2011 @ 07:43 pm
Wheee, I feel like posting, so I think I'm gonna. This is great, guys! Three weeks before finals, perfect time for a LIVEJOURNAL RENAISSANCE.

I have several items of import! FIRSTLY: This summer I am packing myself off to Washington D.C. to do office work because obviously, doing office work on the West Coast just wasn't cutting it. W/e, w/e, at least this way I am, um, seeing the nation's capital. The important thing is that I have no clue what to do for housing, and the internship is unpaid, so I am pretty much just scouring the internet for the cheapest, least sketchy options. Guys, everyone tells me to rent a dorm from one of the million universities in D.C. BUT I ACTUALLY THINK THAT THIS IS THE BEST, MOST SUCCESSFUL SCAM EVER, OKAY, BECAUSE THOSE PRICES ARE FUCKING INSANE. It's smart, I'll give it that much. Who expects to find cold-blooded corporate profit-mongering within halls of our vaunted higher education system? Not me, hahah. Ha. ha.


Basically, that was a needlessly long-winded way to ask if any of you guys have tips for navigating the scary rental housing market in DC! I don't think any of you are from D.C... But if you have any tips, please share! I am this close to bunking down in a nice, cozy cardboard box, seriously.

Thing the second! This should go behind a cut, because probably nobody really wants to see a close-up of my ass. it is clothed, I promise!Collapse )

Anyway, thing the third! I have seriously been jonesing for some robot AUs in the TSN fandom! IT IS SO PERFECT, okay, everyone jokes about Mark being a robot ANYWAY, is all I'm saying. THERE IS A HUGE VOID HERE WHICH NEEDS TO BE FILLED. Just think about it for a moment. Mark being a complete fail at human interactions! He's actually justified this time! Wardo forcing him to go to regular tune-ups and shit, and Mark would be all, "m'fine, Wardo, and I'm a robot anyway, so they could just build another model if something happens" and Wardo making puppyeyes until Mark gives in. And Mark gradually beginning to have FEELINGS, okay.

His system skips slightly when Wardo smiles at him! Why do the sensors in his shoulder seem to start misfiring when Wardo lays his hand on it? Why is it so easy for Mark's voice recognition programs to pick up Wardo from a thousand feet away when other people barely even register for him? Mark is so confused! Clearly there is something wrong with his programming! And then he tries to fix himself, but NOTHING WORKS.

Ahhhh, okay, I am just enamored by this idea. Seriously needs to be written. :D? :D?
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21 April 2011 @ 10:00 pm
Oh god, just typing that subject heading MAKES ME SO SAD. piecesof_reeses, what have you done with your life? Four months and change have gone by with nary a peep in the world of livejournal, and what do you have to show for it?


Not much, really.

Actually, mostly I just came on here to rant because honestly, having 100+ tabs on Firefox is not something my non-fandom friends can really relate to. Shocker. But no, okay, seriously, my Firefox browser has been in a state of near mutiny for MONTHS, sputtering and freezing and crashing, oh my god. I know how to stop it! I have the key! I know what I must do. But it's just so hard, dammit. I bookmark twenty fucking fics one day on Delicious. And then I resurface again, from a haze of schoolwork and midterms and gross shrimp Ramen (that's like, my LEAST FAVORITE flavor and it's all the student store ever seems to have DDD:), only to find that my tabs have mysteriously multiplied once more to bring me to 100+ tabs.

No, I know what this is. You don't have to tell me. This pattern of abuse, this cycle of dependency. I NEED TO MAKE A STAND. BOOKMARK TEN FICS A DAY. AT LEAST. CHIP DOWN THIS MONSTROSITY, ONE TAB AT A TIME.

..........or at least whine on el-jay a lot about doing it. W/e, w/e, I try to keep my goals realistic, okay.

Um. Yeah. So that's what it's like in my head right now. SO HOW ABOUT 'EM VAMPIRE DIARIES. (Actually, no. Don't tell me. I am so far behind, I am that that kid with the glasses perpetually twenty feet behind the rest of the pack, huffing and puffing and staggering.)

Actually, wait, no, I might have something to talk about. I haven't posted on here for months, dammit, I'm going to keep going until this second wind gives out. LET'S TALK ABOUT THE ENVIRONMENT AND THE GREEN MOVEMENT AND HOW IT IS RACIST. Yeah, I said it. cut for stuff that I know a lot of people won't agree with. also to save your f-lists, sorry!Collapse )

Er, that was more pointed than I was expecting.
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15 January 2011 @ 09:06 am
So, um, I wrote fic! Yeah, I know, right? CRAZY.

But it is my darling chaoticallyclev's birthday, and I thought to myself, "Self. You are one cheap bastard. What should you do for her birthday that would not in fact involve copious amounts of abuse for my bank account?"

And thus, through that very deep and meaningful conversation with my psyche, this was born. Uh. Enjoy?

Title: That One Time in Berlin...
Pairing: Steve/Danny, Elena/Stefan/Damon (established), Kono/Awesomeness
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 7,200 words
Fandom: Hawaii Five-0/The Vampire Diaries (TV) (NO, I KNOW, SHUT UP.)
Warnings: None.
Summary: Hawaii Five-0/Vampire Diaries crossover! Stefan, Elena, and Damon decide to take a vacation.

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14 January 2011 @ 10:09 am
So, in the latest installment of NEW AND EXCITING WAYS piecesof_reeses HAS USED TO PROCRASTINATE, and also in the vein of my near-monthly postings on here, I present:

THE REGIONAL DIALECT MEME (gakked from, uh, everyone)

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Say These Words: Aunt, Route, Wash, Oil, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, Sure, Data, Ruin, Crayon, Toilet, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Spitting Image, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Syrup, Pajamas, Caught

Now answer these questions:

What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
What is the bug that when you touch it, curls into a ball?
What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?
What do you call gym shoes?
What do you say to address a group of people?
What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining?
What is the thing you change the TV channel with?

Yes, I sound about five. And have a severe problem with speech-fillers and nervous giggles. Um. Please don't hold it against me? I swear I'm not five. :D

Must now somehow stop procrastinating and finish chaoticallyclev's birthday fic! I WILL STAND RESOLUTE. No more shall the internet distract me! I will vanquish the mighty beast (rightaftericheckinceptionwipsonemoretime...)!
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16 December 2010 @ 02:06 pm

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16 November 2010 @ 08:37 pm
Hah, so you know how I was like, BYE, SEE YOU GUYS IN A MONTH in my last entry (posted approximately five minutes ago)? I lied!

Because this is super fucking important, and I want to devote a separate entry to the issue because goddammit, it's gotten nearly no national news coverage since the first shocking announcement, and it's so frustrating I could scream. So I'm posting it here, even though my flist is minuscule. IF YOU CAN, PLEASE REPOST.

I posted about this earlier, back when the whole mess began, but here are the quick and dirty facts:

Arizona's state legislature passed a bill (HB 2281, to be exact) that would BAN the teaching of ethnic studies in Arizona's public schools. Their rationale? Basically that it promotes white resentment and privileges those pesky little minorities over the white majority. ("Why isn't there a white studies class? Isn't this reverse discrimination?") Here's an excerpt of the exact text of the bill, which is so ridiculous I can hardly even believe this is actual law, now:


That's right. Overthrow of the government. Resentment toward a race. Ethnic solidarity.

And I'm not just defending ethnic studies based purely on principle, although I could. The bigger issue is that these ethnic studies classes bring results. Nowhere else in high school curriculum are you going to find an account of history from the perspective of a minority, information about cultural identity that hasn't been pasteurized specifically for white consumption. And reading those books, learning this knowledge, empowers children of color. Because finally, they're the ones being spotlighted. This information is directly relevant to them, to what they see and hear and experience everyday in their households, from their families.

And as a result, they want to learn. This is a class they actually look forward to attending. There are statistics that show their grades, standardized test scores, graduation rates, the whole enchilada, dramatically increasing after they take an ethnic studies course. It rejuvenates their belief in themselves as individuals by giving them belief in themselves as a collective.

Please, please, please, if you can, donate to this organization:


There is much more information on their website, all those statistics and everything that I was talking about. This group NEEDS help to fight the legislation. Their ethnic studies class is due to be forcibly ended by December, but they're going to keep fighting. They'll be coming out with a documentary called Precious Knowledge very soon (which I was privileged enough to see a clip of in my college, and it was fantastic), and I believe PBS has bought it, so it should be screening soon.

Okay. That's it. Again, please repost this so more people learn about the issue. Thank you.

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16 November 2010 @ 08:15 pm
Whoa, hey, so it's been almost another month. This is good! Making progress, chug-chug-chugging along. This is like semi-regular posting for me. VICTORY!

So, I've had the three episodes of Sherlock (BBC) uploaded to my desktop for a whiiiiile, and I'm thinking about maybe watching it?

I DON'T KNOW. I need a new fandom to kind of the same degree I need a nice, gaping hole in my head. Thoughts? Mostly I want to know if this is the sort of series that will make me think-y, sad, or gleeful. Because I could use a lot more gleeful right now, in this dark time right before finals.

HEY HEY HEY, also, I have a few thousand words of random Caroline POV (from Vampire Diaries, which y'all should drop everything and watch, right now!) sitting on my hard drive, and I actually have a whole story outlined for it, but...I don't know if I'll have the time/motivation to finish it when I have so much school stuff to do. And it's so STRESSFUL, too, because the show moves so fucking quickly my fic plot was joss-ed, like, three fucking weeks ago, and now I'm getting antsy and uncertain as to whether it's even worth finishing.

WHAT ALL THIS HEMMING AND HAWING AMOUNTS TO IS: Should I post it? As kind of a WIP amnesty thing? I mean, would anyone out there want to read this? At this point, it reads more like a Caroline character study than anything else (although it's supposed to Caroline/Bonnie, and you can definitely tell) BUT THAT IS STILL INTERESTING, RIGHT. I mean, I'm not the only person who's interested in reading a couple thousand words of in-depth Caroline soul-searching, yeah?


One last thing, before I disappear for another month: I'm beta-ing redorchids's submission for bandomstuffsit, and it is AWESOME OT3 SHENANIGANS between Brendon and Ryan and Spencer, and a;fjewoifjdsj I am so excited! There is accidental spanking, which is apparently a bad thing in her book, which, I'm sorry, but that means her book is very gravely wrong. :(
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22 October 2010 @ 11:14 am
Okay. So. Wow.

It's been kind of a while, hasn't it? I MISS STANDING ON MY VIRTUAL SOAPBOX AND SCREAMING OUT INTO THE ABYSS. Sorry I've been gone so long. :( Life, you know. And some fucked-up personal issues. But anyway.

VAMPIRE DIARIES! I am completely engrossed in the show again, and it is killing me that I can't watch the latest episode until this afternoon. Stupid midterms. >:( But I've just been torturing myself instead of studying, clicking on ep reactions and then scrolling down really quickly in some sadistic form of skimming that lets me see stuff like "OH SHIT WHAT JUST HAPPENED" and "noooo, Matttttt" and oh my god I hate myself. Why do I do this? I don't even know.

But fuck, that episode is calling out to me.

And also, aj;fwjflkdsj Inception! If anyone's glanced at my delicious, it's pretty clear that fandom has pretty much devoured me alive. And I've enjoyed every bit of it. Arthur! And Eames! And carebears!

...Don't judge me.

So. Um. Still alive! And hopefully will be updating this journal on a semi-regular basis once again. If not, just go to my Delicious. It pretty much reads like my running internal monologue anyway.
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08 July 2010 @ 02:28 pm
It is fucking embarrassing how out-of-the-loop I am with FOB canon these days. I need to start following icecreamhdaches or something, because I just found out TODAY about Pete's new music project. (Listen to some clips here if, like me, things go way over your head.)

It's--I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm biased just because I kind of wanted FOB to stay together forever and ever (and ever and ever). And...I feel like if Pete's starting a new band, too, then there's not much hope for a FOB reunion anytime soon? I DON'T KNOW. I am happy for him, I suppose. And I do like the music so far. It's catchy! Girl is definitely not Ashlee, though. I'm just putting that out there.

Ugh, I feel like I don't know what to do with myself these days. BBB's over. hs_bingo's starting. And that, by the way, is a whole other can of worms because I can't make myself start writing. I'm trying to write some Frank/Gerard student-on-teacher action (yeah, I know, shut up, it's on my bingo), but it's coming out really forced and fake. Apparently MCR is not the best band for me to write.

I should just stop whining and do it. Like, BOOM. Sex.

I suppose I could always use that porn generator...
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05 July 2010 @ 02:15 pm

Because, okay, bingos are just such a bad idea for me. I don't write on command. I don't write quickly. I mean, I can, I suppose, but no one wants to see the end result of that. Trust me.

But WHATEVER a new day is a new day and a new chance for self-improvement! To grow as a person! To...yeah, I'll just post my high school bingo and be done with it. (PSA: get your own at hs_bingo!)

first day of high school
break up
parents not home
class— foreign language
late for class
mutual hate
prom night
locker room
alcohol/ drugs
suspension/ expulsion
first date
first time
sweet sixteen
applying for colleges
last day of school
first love
exchange student
student/ teacher— private lessons
class— home ec

I really should have known. High school prompts will always be my kryptonite. BUT ANYWAY, even though I will probably fail and make a fool of myself in the process, I am kind of ridiculously excited for this. Yay high school and longing glances and faily come-ons and homework! :DDD Expect fills to be mostly bandom--if I'm feeling really adventurous, maybe some figure-skating rps. MAYBE some VD. Maybe.

...This is going to end so badly.

Oh, hey, on a slightly more optimistic note: I won't be making any more rec posts in my journal because I'm sure it's easier for everyone involved to just check my delicious. Go look! Om nom nom multi-fandom recs.
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02 July 2010 @ 12:36 pm
So, I had a concert recap halfway typed-up and just sitting in this box for ages, but... Whatever. You guys weren't that interested in reading it, right? Right! No one reads concert recaps, anyway. And if you did want to read a summation of my experience, head over to chaoticallyclev's abode, who will tell you all about it. Basically: Black Gold were awesome and adorable. TYV were fine as well. Rooney ripped it up. And then we left. Go see them! :D?

Um, anyway. The real reason of this post was to explicate my capture and subsequent conversion to the dark side. (Did I use that word correctly? Who cares, I just wanted to use it. om nom nom big words.) So. THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, man. Who knew they had such a strong grip? My, what big teeth you have, Grandma. I spent my entire morning swanning around and staring at TVD icons. Ostensibly, it was to actually grab some, but I kind of got caught up in just...ogling. Oops.

But I did abscond with a few, as you may have seen from my icon for this entry! LOLOL Ian Somerhalder. He looks so...I can't even describe it. I just look at this picture and start laughing. And maybe, in my room alone where no one can see me, whisper "Easy, breezy, beautiful. COVERGIRL." Um. But pretty much every time I see a picture of him, I just start cracking up. He makes the most ridiculous faces! It's like Brendon, only...twice his age and sexier. (sorry, babe.)

Even his ~~serious pictures are hilarious. Smolder at me more, yeah, that's it. >;)

BUT LET ME BLATHER AT YOU ABOUT HIS SHOW. Because that is the important part. This fucking show, guys. The pilot fucking sucked like a black hole. But after that, it gained a surprising amount of momentum, and I am really, depressingly hooked. LET ME TELL YOU WHY.

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Now I just need to wait until chaoticallyclev comes home so I can kidnap her and forcefeed TVD to her. >:DDD
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19 June 2010 @ 02:19 pm
I MADE A DELICIOUS. There are, like, nine bookmarks on it. BUT IT WILL GROW. This is really exciting for me because bookmarking the fics is forcing me to comment on all of them. So.

Also I wrote some comment fic for provetheworst's prompt, and it kind of expanded without my consent, and now I am posting it in a separate entry. I am a problem-solver!

Title: hundreds of cats (I am the most original, shut up.)
Pairing: Jon/Ryan
Wordcount: 3,000
Warnings: None!
Summary: For the prompt: Write about cats. Hundreds of cats.

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provetheworst, you should probably know that I listened to Justin Bieber THE ENTIRE TIME I was writing this. I don't know if that tells you anything. But it feels like the sort of thing I should disclose.
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16 June 2010 @ 03:29 pm
I have been so productive lately, guys! Y'all should be proud. My journal is wearing new clothing! I've created a sticky! I feel so much more legitimate now.

I fear I have committed an internet faux pas, however. I was scouring the great interwebs for a new lay-out because my last one was a little boxy for my tastes (I know, I know, this one isn't much better in that respect,) and then I finally found one! And it was a lovely shade of apple green. And so I put it in and switched things around and fiddled with it until it was all to my liking, and then I decided to go and cyberstalk some people, as you do.

Which is when I realized that I downloaded the exact same lay-out as softlyforgotten. I feel so weird about this! Because I'm not even sure if I have plausible deniability in this case. I do visit her journal fairly often because I enjoy slobbering at her writing. PERHAPS I WAS SUBCONSCIOUSLY ATTEMPTING TO IMITATE HER. ///o\\\

But, um. Yeah. Hopefully if she ever stumbles upon my journal she will take it as a compliment. Imitation is the sincerest, etc. etc.

Anyway. I want to write something! But my creative juices have run dry. People should leave me prompts! I can't promise they'll get filled in a timely manner, (oratallbecausei'materribleperson) but I will do my best. Really. ANYONE. Please? Even strangers I have never spoken to! My flist is kind of microscopic, after all.

/awkward plea

Also everyone should read this! Amazing Tony/Gibbs genderfuck by rageprufrock. It was completely out of my usual fandom wanderings, but I enjoyed it immensely. :D

Also also, leave me recs for big bangs! I am having a hard time getting started.
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12 May 2010 @ 09:35 pm
OH MAN, it's been ages since I've posted. Stuff's been happening. Life's been kicking my ass. My online presence overall, not just in el-jay, has pretty much plummeted. Ask chaoticallyclev.

I also haven't really posted because I've been kind of mad a lot. At...everything. First it's like, SCHOOL, YOU'RE FIRED. Also, el-jay, YOU'RE FIRED. And then it's, Certain People in Fandom, FIRED. And France, FIRED. Arizona, FIRED.

I need to say that a few more times. Fired. FIRED. So, so fired. (huh, that doesn't even look like a word anymore.)

I just--I literally do not understand what is going through the minds of the Arizona government. Something along the lines of caveman grunting? "My stuff, my money, my land. No can has." (Apparently my cavemen also moonlight as lolcats in their spare time. /o\) Honestly? I'm not even going to comment on the immigration law because there are people out there much more eloquent than I am already speaking about the situation. But--banning ethnic studies classes?

Wow. I just--wow. Straight from the governor's mouth, she's worried about these classes fostering "white resentment." Let's say that again. White. Resentment. Because clearly, white resentment isn't caused by entitled assholes. Clearly it isn't caused by that immigration law she just signed. No, of course not. It's ethnic studies classes that are really pushing all those violent minorities over the edge. Well, shit. If only we had known before those goddamn ethnic studies classes were so awful. Bad for your digestion, too.

Who cares about actually teaching people about their heritage? They're in America, now, aren't they? Doesn't that mean they're supposed to conform to all our standards? That they're supposed to single-mindedly adopt our culture? And if they don't, doesn't that just mean they're ungrateful?

Oh, wait, what's that you're saying? I'm sorry, I can't hear you over all the ethnocentrism clogging my ears. Try again in a few moments.

I don't know why it's so hard for me to believe that this kind of bullshit is still happening. I just--aren't people supposed to learn from their mistakes? Aren't we, I don't know, the most adaptable species on the planet? Except for how we still can't tell our heads from our assholes in issues that have been around for centuries. What's even the point of me shouting uselessly into the ether? I'm just preaching to the fucking choir.

Ugh. This was supposed to be cathartic, and I think I've only succeeded in making myself feel worse. :\

OH MY GOD, just have a rec. I really enjoyed this fic! It's Merlin/Arthur, modern AU and h/c. Hopefully it will make you feel better if you just read through my entire incoherent rant.

This is very long. Flist, my apologies.
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11 April 2010 @ 05:37 pm
FINALLY, here is my contribution to this year's bandombigbang! My very first experience as a participant in such an official fic challenge. I feel rather as though it's my first day of school, and I've brought something precious for Show and Tell. /o\

Title: Roomba v2.0
Pairing(s): Pete/Patrick, secondary Brendon/Ryan
Word Count: ~17,000
Rating: R
Warnings: Deals with human/robot relationships, so there are some inherent dubcon issues.
Notes: A gigantic thank-you goes to redorchids, whose kickass beta skills straightened this story out and made it about 100x better. Thank you also to chaoticallyclev, for your amazing pair of eyes and equally amazing piecesof_reeses-taming powers. And finally, thanks to our fearless mods! ♥
Summary: “Do you realize how pathetic it is that you’re asking me for advice on how to sleep with your cleaning robot?”

Part One | Part Two

No Assembly Required by pearldrop
Don't Turn Me On by angelsaves
Mix by tam_cranver
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11 April 2010 @ 05:30 pm
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Part Two
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11 April 2010 @ 05:25 pm
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All feedback is very much appreciated! ♥
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11 April 2010 @ 02:07 pm
Just quickly popping in to say:

I'M POSTING MY BIG BANG TOMORROW. :D And it's all already up, set to private. \o/

...and now I have to go beat myself into doing my schoolwork.
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