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#I am eternally sad that a lot of my favorite characters would never ever in a million years be friends if they met

#like: Loki will never be friends with anybody

#Vimes will never be friends with kings

#Marcone will not be friends with anybody not loyal to either him or Chicago

#(or willing to help him help realize his plans for Chicago)

#(with a very clear well-laid-out bargain of exactly what they will want in return)

#(and that being something he is willing to pay)

#Thorin will not be friends with anyone not a dwarf of Erebor

#unless they prove beyond doubt that they have decided to throw in their lot with the dwarves of Erebor and share their danger

#and also not go against his decisions when he decides things in his capacity as King

#Temeraire might be friends with a great many people but Lawrence won't if they're against England in the war

#and Temeraire won't for Lawrence's sake

#Roy Mustang is perfectly willing to be friendly but he is also very done with fighting for someone else's goals

#and a lot of the others won't be friends with him if he won't fight for their goals

#Scar will not be friends with anyone but other Ishbalans and May Chang

#because he fights for his people

#and if you're not fighting for his people you may occasionally work together to achieve a mutual goal but that's it

#(May Chang wasn't on purpose but oh well they're friends now)

#Zuko is bad at people

#but he'd be willing to be friends!

#unless he's working on achieving a goal

#then sorry but hunting the avatar takes priority

#King Henry had friends once

#I think we all know what happened there

#Rumplestiltskin don't make me laugh

#Pellaeon is too busy running an Empire to have friends who aren't ~trusted subordinates~ first and foremost

#yeah Boromir is not going to be your friend if you're not actively helping Gondor

#(unless you are a hobbit and therefore fall into the category of 'noncombatant; to be protected')

#Javert has no friends Javert is the Law

#The Law doesn't have friends

#Garak will be your friend on his own terms

#they are not very reasonable terms though and if Julian is willing to meet them that's nice but no one else here is going to because gosh look at this enormous list of people with massive trust issues oh dear

#let's not even get into people like Edmund and Richard III and the Macbeths and Aaron and Tybalt and Claudius


#*everyone else on this list takes ten steps backwards and turns very pale*
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Y'know, ever since the internet happened, back in, like, fifth or sixth grade, I've always hated the transient nature of anything on it. Because there was this beautiful Temeraire-esque story told from the perspective of the dragon Keska the Silver, who had just been assigned a new captain after the death of her beloved General Ashryn. The characters- Keska, Ashryn, and the new captain, whose name I've forgotten- were all so wonderfully fleshed out and had virtues and flaws and dude, for a piece of original fiction on someone's personal webpage on the internet that I found when I was, like, nine or ten, it was insanely awesome. Seriously, it was all very very Temeraire. I have my suspicions as to its author.

Anyway, it's obvs. long gone. Long gone. Wow, is it ever gone. I don't think I ever even knew the url, I always just followed a trail of links from Vivian Chang's webpage...

I wish I'd saved it. It was honestly very good.

I would save bits and pieces of discussion from the PPC boards, filk and fill-the-plothole and clever remarks and the entirety of The Great Sex Debate. I saved each and every AIM chat I ever had- there are over 200 with Paul alone (the one where he asks me out is number 14, IIRC). I save icons I like, drawings and pieces of art that I like, I missed downloading mistful's fanfic before she took it down, e-mailed her requesting it to no avail, and mourned for months before some charitable soul e-mailed it to me in response to my shameless begging in her journal. When Tanarian announced that she planned to take down her fic, I spent a panicked few hours saving all of it. I printed off S&A fanfiction, unfortunately missing out on a few of my favorites before they disappeared, and all of seperis' analyzation of ST:reboot with the accompanying discussion. I printed off The Dead Isle, before it gets edited, because I *like* it like this. I saved a poem or two from Ayano's site rainrain. I saved every scene with hints of Bart/Carry for fear that Sam didn't ship them and would later cut them out. I saved rallalon's In Human Hands. I saved Turning Point and Full Circle. I saved every production photograph of last summer's Macbeth. I saved various R&G fanfics. More recently, I save vids I like, though I was too late to catch many that I had loved dearly- the Defiant one set to King Nothing, Kirk/Spock set to Take Me or Leave Me, and the very first fanvid I ever saw and what remains one of the best I have ever seen, the Viktory set to Once Upon a December.

Man, every time I remember something having been awesome, and go to look for it again, only to find it gone- I hate that. I hate most when the *creator themselves* takes it down for whatever reason. I know I'm supposed to just respect their wishes in those situations, but I can't help but resent it. I can never be sincerly understanding when they're all like "oh, I hated that fic, I didn't want anyone reading it." Because, well- dammit, I didn't hate that fic and I would like it back plzkthx.

I ought to work as an archivist, or in a museum or something. I like to preserve things.

(where does today meet yesterday?)

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Half the house is kind of unliveable right now. Um, ooops.

Apparently I have not yet mastered the delicate art of making rice.


I think that means I fail at life forever.

On the Shakespearean side, I saw A Midsummer Night's Dream at OHS, which was impressive and great. And I saw the Leonardo Dicaprio version of R&J, which was... I summed it up rather nicely to Paul: it was something I could appreciate even when I did not necessarily approve. So I'm glad I saw it. And tonight I am going to see Hamlet with Ethan Hawke. Am fully prepared for total suckage. Is ok, I am on quest to see all Hamlets. And appparently stop using conjunctions or something. Particles? Nice Lecture-speak. Evidently.

I watched the R&J partway through a second time, with the commentary, which was really interesting, actually. I mean, I was kind of annoyed that they were all like "so we decided that our purpose was to illuminate the obviously incomprehensible text for teenagers," but whatever. They said funny things like "see, this scene looks so romantic, but they're actually about to get hypothermia right now." Or when the set person goes "yeah, and I think they did a really good job with her wig." and both the writers were like "That's a WIG?" My favorite part is when the two director/producer/screenplay writers/whatever they were were describing how the got the idea for the fishtank, and the inspiration, and the symbolism of the water, and how much they liked that device, and suddenly the set person broke in with "Oo! Oo! Let me tell them about that fishtank!" and they were like "okay, tell them about that fishtank." and she was like "That damn fishtank exploded. TWICE."

it made me laugh.

Left work early because there was no work. Wandered around in the cold for a while, went home. Found Miles O'Brian. Did I ever mention that Miles O'brien's identical twin came into the office and booked a ticket for the 3am bus? Yeah. I sat there and grinned idiotically at him. He thought I was psycho. It all works out.

I shut Worf downstairs so I could open the doors in an attempt to get some airflow in here. It basically means that now the smoke is all over the house.

...the rice was edible with enough soy sauce. I was eating the charcoal for a while too before I was like "this is probably a carcinogen" and I'm inhaling enough smoke right now as it is. Also a goth boy smoked a cigarette next to me at the bus shelter, and I was too cold to leave it. But I saw a version of my Laertes on the bus.

I bought a butterfly pin- it is gold and black and white, and I like it very much, and pinned it on my bag. It was $4. This is throwing away money again. But it was a SHINY BUTTERFLY, you cannot blame me.

I think we lost the game. I confirmed this by walking up to a girl in a Michigan hoodie and asking "did we win?"

I love being a turncoat.

...I can't breathe too well. This sucks.

Later I will talk about MND, because I should.

ETA: Oh hey, remember the japanese drama I mentioned before? WIth the willow that disappeared? Here's someone who introduces it (and what I like about it) quite nicely.

The vice principal she mentions? Is pretty much the best character I've ever met. I'm totally in love with that woman. She is awesome. (Crow woman! Karasu Tengu, I think) Anyway, the hand gesture is, um, meant to be a fox... tabun.

And you can find it at crunchyroll, which is worth paying the money for the high-quality picture.

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So you're all getting an extra-short entry today. Sad face.

Hey, you're getting an entry.

If I can think of anything to write.

Well, anyway, I finally updated my DS9 loveweb a bit. So here you are- redux.

DS9 Loveweb 2.0

Wow, been a while. I miss Deep Space Nine. We no longer have cable in my house, so I can't see it anymore. Shame.


I'm sick

Nov. 13th, 2006 12:25 am
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Ani holaaa. Feel sorry for me.

No fever or anything, minimal sneezing/coughing, just miserable. I stayed home from school today and tomorrow I'm skipping everything but orchestra, which I cannot afford to skip.

On Friday I saw Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, and it reminded me why I love the world. Guildenstern and the Player and Alfred were all girls, which was interesting in a way; the stage was bare and the Questions game was played with swords. Also Rosencrantz's little "I just wanted you to be happy..." line made the entire female half of the audience go AWWWWWW! I always love it when that happens. I like the play; it's very different from the movie, and I like the ending better, with the "now you- END." Also I love Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. They are so cool.
"They're waiting to see what we're going to do!" was also hilarious.

I went with Physics Boy, who is my stand partner from orchestra. I like him. He is nice and likes LotR and has curly hair and his physics diagrams are to die for, also he hung a bicycle tyre from his dorm room ceiling in order to study the motion of a gyroscope and how it relates to the motion of particles. Oh geek boys; I have such a weakness for them.

Jessica (the violist) and her suite have pretty much the cast of several animes covered between them. For example, YnM: she's Muraki, Laurel is Watanuki Watari, Heidi is Oriya, the other people I know only as Tsuzuki or Boss-san or whatever.

For Inuyasha, there is a Kouga, a Ginta, and a Hakkaku, though not in her suite. There is also a Kagome I think. Jessica is Sesshoumaru, there is a boy that I know only as Jaken, and I have been assigned the role of Rin.

That's cool. I like Rin. She's pretty much the coolest girl in all of Inuyasha.

I was also introduced to these Japanese dessert-pastry things, and they're either called mochi or wrapped in mochi. It was like this green tea-flavored ice cream wrapped in a sweet dough and dusted in flour, vaguely sphere-shaped and maybe two inches in diameter.

Saw the movie Mirrormask and fell in LOVE. Because it's Neil Gaiman and Jim Henson, yes that's right, NEIL GAIMAN AND JIM HENSON MADE A MOVIE AND ARGH ARGH ARGH. Awesome. So so awesome. I need a colorbar of the muppets, or at least of Kermit, and it will say Jim Henson is Love. Because he is.

You know who else is cool? Whoopi Goldberg. She rocks. She's the awesomest actress in existance. She showed up briefly in my dream last night- I was reading too much Star Trek fic and dreamt that I was O'brien and my family (O'Brien's family, Keiko and Molly and Kirayoshi) and I were swimming in the ocean but then there were these giant killer eels and they were attacking Molly and I was trying to fight them off with Manhasset music stands but seemed to have no strength in my arms. Then I was me and I was in my house, only it was laid out a little different. I was on my sofa and I was getting ready to watch DS9 when Random Boy With a Goatee appeared in my house. I assumed he had some business being there so I didn't freak out, and he sat down next to me and we talked and he was kind of annoying and I was waiting for my family to get there so that he would leave, and he insulted Whoopi Goldberg and I got all mad at him and then she appeared and I told him to look at that hat and then try again to say that she is not the coolest ever. Then my room exploded and all my thimbles were shattered and I cried and nobody would believe me that it was a big deal, not even Eema. MY THIMBLES. It was tragic.

Today at the library I poked at all the keys of my piano and they all made noise, so that's a good sign. It didn't seem too crazy out of tune either, so yey, I may get the thing yet. Soon as Peter Liu calls me.

I saw him at the Lansing Symphony Concert the other day. I was trying to explain him to Second Blond Boy and I don't think I did a very good job, but come on, explaining Peter Liu is hard to do. It was a good concert. Tchaikovsky's violin concerto is a lovely thing, as was the violinist- such a warm tone! And Symphony Fantastique isn't bad either. There was also a minimalist thing with offstage trumpets by John Adams (who needs a more creative name) and it was okay too. Second Blond Boy asked if I was related to the soloist. He said there was a family resemblance and he looked like he could have been my father. I didn't really know what to think of that, but he said "in a good way" so alright. He was Russian anyway- his name was Ilya- so who knows, we might be related.

a mini TNG fic someone wrote. It's not brilliant, but I found it vaguely amusing. Edited for grammar and clarity. )

I'm writing this from the new office. I miss our old one, but I'm surviving.

I've lost my voice. I sound ridiculous, when I sound at all, which I often don't. It's annoying.

On Friday I had the day off work so I got to go to Suzuki Play-in and it was SO MUCH FUN, also I got to be a boy. Hahaha. No, really, I got to be first violin on the Bach double third movement, and also show off my Cadenza skillz in the Mozart Rondo that I STILL KNOW SHIBI, THAT'S RIGHT, I NEVER FORGET ANYTHING EVER. But Mrs. Gregorian made me sing the one eyed one horned flying purple people eater in front of two different classes of Central kids so that they could all laugh at my voice. it wasn't funny but I was a good sport.

Now I'm off to show Eema the awesome that is xxxHOLiC, although I'm not sure she'll understand. Hopefully she will. zOMG the ART is so PRETTY, I want Yuuko's seamstress.

I also got proposed to for my cake. That made me really happy. Caitlin is not the only one who gets boys for cookies! Hooray!

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...I think I may have a slight umbrella fetish. O.o

I'm also becoming a shameless slasher, oh it's true, but Doumeki/Watanuki is actually canon so it's okay, or so I keep telling myself. If you like xxxholic than follow this link because CELL PHONES. It made me laugh. A lot.

I also read The Fairy Godmother by Mercedes Lackey. I must admit, I was somewhat disappointed. She's supposed to be such a good author, so I guess this is just one of her worse books. I also don't think her editor was paying very close attention, as there were several instances of weird redundancy and repetition.

Also the boys must NEVER find out (shhh!) how much Star Trek I have been watching. I feel as though I am failing in my Prime Directive, and then I die and go "I shouldn't even know what the heck a Prime Directive IS" but then I go, "man, what a pathetic prime directive." I feel as though I am getting some of my own back, however, by treating the entire canon with immense irreverence, and I really must post my updated DS9 loveweb because it is such a thing of beauty.

Garak has such a sweet if seldom seen smile, for all that I enjoy his innocent face. I didn't want to like Garak because I was looking for BOB slash and all I could find was Bashir/Garak. I still say Bashir/O'Brian is my otp, but Julian wants Garak so bad hahahaha. I choose to believe that Odo eventually married Luxana and is Deanna Troi's dead father, because the scene where Luxana falls asleep in Odo's lap and he transformes his lap into a pillow and his hand on her shoulder into a blanket is unbearably cute. (BTW- Chris, I see you reaching for the reply button. I see you. Yes, I do, nevermind how. STOP IT. You too Paul, though I think you know better than Chris does that you should never disillusion the Leora. I mean it, Chris, don't tell me. Just don't. I will keep my fantasies.) Also I don't think he should love Major Kira. I don't see why anyone loves Major Kira, let alone EVERYONE, but for some reason they all do. Also she is HAVING O'BRIAN AND KEIKO'S BABY WTF.

Luxana: Odo, don't end up pregnant and on the run.
Odo: Um, I'll try.

Garak: So, you have a thing for bajorans, right?
Odo: No, not really, I- AUGH! *barely manages to catch the blond bajoran shibi that Garak abruptly throws at him*
Blond Bajoran Shibi: Hey, baby, hey, baby, you so fine, baby!
Odo: oro!
Blond Bajoran Shibi: Come up and see me sometime, sugar. *shimmies out*
Garak: Dude! Why'd you let her get away?
Odo: And you wonder why I hate you so.
Garak: *innocent face*

I feel so terrible about my need to write Bashir/O'Brian fic. I should have more sense than that. But, DUDE.

Quark is supposed to be funny but he's just annoying. I liked the scene where Garak "killed" him. That was lovely. So nice to see Garak in killing action, and so nice to see Quark killed. I mean... uh. I just like Garak, more than I should, because... "I was a gardener."

I have been writing O'Brian-in-make-believe-prison-with-Ijar-with-overtones-of-Bashir/O'Brian-slash almost involuntarily in my head, because poor O'Brian! And augh!

Why do I talk about Star Trek? I didn't want to. I suppose it's because I have no one with whom I can talk about it in person. I can squee over the beautiful love that is Doumeki/Watanuki with Jessica- Doumeki breaks my heart, by the way- not as much as Pellaeon, of course, but still he does. Watanuki, tell him you love him back already.

Saw all of Yami no Matsue. DEMON VIOLIN, that is all I have to say. Well no it's not, but I tried. Oriya/Muraki forever, and I like Muraki more than I should, and I'd like to blame that on Jessica. Certainly she influenced it, but in my secret heart I know I love teh Evil. That and the good characters are too angsty for me. It's like, don't struggle with your demonic nature. Enjoy it. Look at Muraki. He knows he's evil, and yet he enjoys life. Eh. YnM did not catch my interest so much. I just like that there was DEVIL VIOLIN THAT WOULD SUCK OUT YOUR SOUL but first it would make you play really, really well.

Been sekritly reading a trashy sci-fi novel called In Fury Born, which pretty much tells you all I never wanted you to know about my reading material.

Got sidetracked in the library today by X-Men: Golgotha, but that's totally NOT MY FAULT. If Milligan is going to draw a cover with Logan and Rogue kissing passionately on it, then I am going to get distracted and there's nothing you or anyone else can do about it. If I ever see that book in a bookstore I'm buying it, then I'm posting comic scans on because. Yeah. Rogan. *buries face in her hands* It's Sess/Rin and Aoshi/Misao and Logan/Rogue and I'm a terrible person.

Speaking of the illustrious Sesshoumaru, so far Doumeki has made at least two Sess-faces. 'S great.

I like how Doumeki instantly became so much sexier as soon as Jessica and I realized that he was left-handed. Left-handed men are so hot!

Of course, the moment that *I* fell in love with him was when he turned to Watanuki and said simply in his deep, deadpan voice, "Ahou." Rrowr.

There is a cellist in my orchestra who always puts me in mind of a Shakespearean fairy. She is what Mendelssohn's A Midsummer Night's Dream describes. Before orchestra one day she was lying on the sofa in the music building, on her back, feet together, hands folded serenely below her breast, peasant skirt flowing over the side of the cushion, lacy blouse looking all ethereal, hair flowing like the skirt, lips painted bright red, you get the gorram picture. She looked exactly like a dead girl from a fairy tale, and literally the entire string section was sitting around trying to decide which one. I voted for the Lady of Shalott.

Our first chair cellist, however, is a shvitzer. He is full of himself and I do not like him. Grr. Shibi.

I want to carve pumpkins this weekend, but nobody wants to carve them with me. Maybe Tamari will. I also want to see the fall play at OHS, and I have a feeling I'll end up going alone. Oh well. So it goes.
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