rosa_acicularis: (sycorax rhapsody)


And that's all I have to say about that.
rosa_acicularis: (muppet OTP)
I did not, in fact, die of moving. My stuff is still dumped in a nightmare jumble all over the room, I can't find my toothpaste, and my dresser is blocked by about two tons of books, but all my shit is here, not there, and I think that counts as a success, don't you? To celebrate: a meme, nabbed from [livejournal.com profile] vega_ofthe_lyre!

Pick a paragraph (or any passage less than 500 words) from any fanfic I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

rosa_acicularis: (shadows)
Poison Prince by [livejournal.com profile] theanonsisters. Watch it. Watch it now.

I can't believe I'm posting twice in one day. Who am I?

(On an unrelated note: I'm supposed to be moving out of my wonderful, wonderful house in two days and into a little place in the 'burbs -- with my mother. Whom I adore, but haven't lived with since I was fourteen. My reluctance to leave this place has manifested itself as - surprise surprise - INTENSE PROCRASTINATION. And so while I'm supposed to be out of here on the first, I have done absolutely nothing about it. I am screwed.)  
rosa_acicularis: (wall e my love)
If someone doesn't make a freakin' amazing biopic about the life of Eartha Kitt, and soon, I will be deeply annoyed and disappointed.

You just don't get more badass than Eartha. Her life story has it all -- drama, heartbreak, Harlem, Paris. Dancing, singing, Batman, Orson Welles. For god's sake, the woman made Lady Bird Johnson cry at a White House luncheon. (The first lady asked Kitt what she thought about the Vietnam War, and Kitt said, "You send the best of this country off to be shot and maimed. No wonder the kids rebel and take pot." TALK ABOUT TELLING TRUTH TO POWER, HELLO AWESOME.) 

She was blacklisted in the States for years (had her phones tapped and her house bugged and everything -- overreact much, LBJ?) and then returned triumphant after years of success in Europe, and then continued to be consistently badass, talented, and generally fabulous until her death of colon cancer in 2008.

Think of the music. Of the purring. Of the badassedness. And if no one else writes it, dammit, I will.
rosa_acicularis: (fozzie bear)
Easy to research: How one becomes a forensic pathologist in Great Britain.

Not so easy to research: How one becomes a widely-feared criminal mastermind in Great Britain.

(I fell asleep at eight o'clock tonight, and woke just a few minutes ago at one thirty in the morning. My dog, his nocturnal schedule now equally confused, has begun hunting imaginary flies.

It's going to be a long night.) 
rosa_acicularis: (fozzie bear)
1. Watched Sherlock last night. I am: as desperately in love with Martin Freeman as ever, simultaneously creeped out and enthralled by  Sherlock himself, and annoyed with Moffat for a) being occasionally completely amazing, b) being occasionally completely infuriating, and c) DISTRACTING ME FROM BOTH THESE QUALITIES BY STEALING FROM HIS OWN DAMN SCRIPTS. AGAIN. And Princess Bride, but that's a rant for another entry.

2. Will probably see Inception for the fourth (4th) time tomorrow, officially making me the craziest crazy in the bunch. (In my defense, I've only actually paid for the movie myself once. As if this makes me somehow less nutty.) The awesomeness of that movie increases tenfold every time you watch it. True story.

3. As you may or may not know, I live in fear of meeting famous people I admire (see: the time I met Laurie R. King/Alice Hoffman/Henry Winkler and shamed myself and my ancestors through sheer dorkitudinal enthusiasm) but I work in a fairly swank store in a city that's seeing more and more action of the filmic sort, so I was somewhat prepared when I met GINA FREAKIN' BELLMAN yesterday. I kept my insanity under control until I was ringing her up, and then I said, "Sorry, I don't mean to be obnoxious, but I'm a huge Leverage fan." She just sort of blinked at me, Britishly, and said, "That's nice. We're almost done filming." And I said: "Cool." And then we talked about organic cotton baby carriers.

I did not ask her if she thought Stephen Moffat was a misogynist, but it did occur to me.

4. Will someone please throw things at my head until I finish this fic? I have hit the Misery Point. (Definition: The point at which a story, which was such a delight to begin, turns into actual work that requires actual effort. The Misery Point.)
rosa_acicularis: (bloo charming)
As you may remember, a few months ago my beloved Macbook was killed in a terrible accident involving a dog's tail and a full glass of water. Now I'm finally up to replacing it, but have come across a small problem: I don't know anything about computers.

The plan at the moment is to buy a used Macbook off of craigslist, but I'm afraid my computer ignorance leaves me vulnerable to anyone overcharging for a piece of crap that will die on me the moment I get it home. I know I don't want to pay more than $600 dollars, and I'd rather get something with Microsoft Office already installed so I don't have to buy it yet again, but other than that -- I don't know what I need, and I don't know how to find out what I need. How old is too old for a Macbook? How slow is too slow? And how the hell do I know how old and slow a computer is, anyway?

I've been searching for a "How to Not Get Ripped Off While Buying a Used Computer" for Dummies sort of thing, but I haven't found one yet. Any ideas?
rosa_acicularis: (belle and book)
Today I was searching the internets for bell hooks quotes (like you do) and came across this blog post, in which the author discusses a proposal from hooks' Feminist Theory: From Margin to Center. As it fits nicely with some of the ideas we were discussing in the comments of my recent poll, I thought I'd quote my favorite bit here: 

When I say ‘I am a feminist’ as hooks notes, “I engage a linguistic structure designed to refer some personal aspect of identity and self-definition” (hooks 55).  In that statement, I define myself beside a static image of ‘the feminist;’ I define myself beside the symbol feminist held within the American subconscious, and only that symbol.  Which explains the need to redefine that symbol…‘I am’ is absolute. ‘I am’ is concrete.  ‘I am’ is exclusive.  hooks, instead of working on a redefinition, analyzes the way our language structure means I am a feminist.  English is competitive, it is rooted in an either/or mentality: one is either a boy or a girl; a hunter or a gatherer; a feminist or a housewife; a feminist or a mother; a feminist or an environmentalist.  These things should not necessarily negate each other; but English is a language of dominance and in the structure of an either/or, the first always negates the second, and vice-versa.  The statement ‘I am a feminist’ linguistically triggers this exclusive dualistic thinking in order to describe “some personal aspect of [my] identity and self-definition” — thus limiting my self-definition: I am first and foremost a feminist.

To side-step this linguistic trap, bell hooks suggest replacing “I am a feminist” with “I advocate feminism” (55).  By removing the linguistic structure that implies primacy, this second statement becomes accessible; anybody,
everybody can advocate feminism.  One can even advocate feminism while simultaneously advocating environmentalism, and civil rights!  In advocating feminism I align myself beside like-minded political people instead of a symbol.  I engage in a conversation about what feminism is, instead of who a feminist should be.  

ETA: OH. And I saw the new Karate Kid yesterday, and it was FLIPPING AMAZING. And delightful. And sweet. And funny. AND AWESOME.  
rosa_acicularis: (hmm stephen)
I've just finished a rather interesting book that touches on this topic, and now I'm curious -- and you know what happens when I get curious. [Poll #1575643]´╗┐No wrong answers, guys, and no judgments. I'm eager for thoughts and opinions on this other than my own.
rosa_acicularis: (fozzie bear)
This is an entry containing two things:

Thing 1: Angst.

Thing 2: Pitifulness.

Thing 3: Charm.

No, that's three things. Hold on -- I'll come in again.

i cut for angst and pitifulness. )
rosa_acicularis: (bloo charming)
This is the job I think I should have:

I would like a career that consisted solely of going up to complete strangers and saying things like, OH MY GOD I JUST WATCHED THIS TV SHOW ABOUT WIZARDS AND DESTINY AND A DRAGON AND IT IS THE BEST THING EVER YOU SHOULD WATCH IT OH MY GOD.

And then I would walk away.

I'm in a random sort of mood, aren't I? )
rosa_acicularis: (tempest)
Today, I lost my dog.

The story goes like this:

Jack, adorable little scamp that he is, was harassing birds in our fenced-in backyard while I got ready to go over to a friend's Thanksgiving dinner. When I came out to fetch him, he was gone.

cut for purposes of suspense.  )
rosa_acicularis: (tempest)
Like, now, please.

Still without wireless at the old homestead, and, after a month or so of deprivation, have been weaned from my addiction. No, really. I think that I may no longer be obsessed with Doctor Who

This is not an acceptable situation. )
rosa_acicularis: (reading socks)
Today...oh, today.

Not yet noon and already my life seems a much different thing.

By tonight, I'll be (mostly) moved into my new house, with my new housemate.

And as of...let's see, thirty minutes ago, I am the newest employee at the downtown Portland Borders Music and Books. I've gone corporate, everyone! Aren't you just brimming with pride?

And now it's back to packing I go. Hi ho, hi ho...
rosa_acicularis: (mr smith iz smart)
Best thing about today's graduation ceremony?

FUNNY NEW SQUARE HAT.

(Also, finally having the diploma in my hand doesn't suck.)
rosa_acicularis: (pivot)
I have some complaints. Not terribly rational complaints, but complaints nonetheless. They are as follows:

1. Why, oh why am I always the last one to watch a new episode of Who? *glares at download*

2. After a day spent begging every likely employer in the neighborhood to at least glance at my resume, I have come to the conclusion that I will be sad, nannying, and broke for the remainder of my colorful but ultimately fruitless life.

3. I was supposed to sit for Kate and Sophie tonight, but their mom just canceled.

4. I should move. I need to move. I want to move. I want to move into the pretty green house on the pretty street and live with nice roommates who are nice and not imaginary like the ones I have now. I met the roommates today, and they were nice and thought I was nice. The landlord? I'm not so sure. (Doesn't she realize that I am universally loved wherever I go?)

5. The NBC website won't let me watch 30 Rock or The Office without skipping in a way that is sure to send me into a homicidal rampage.

6. My left foot itches.

7. I've run out of complaints.

a thought.

Apr. 30th, 2008 06:20 pm
rosa_acicularis: (marvin)
Last night I had an extraordinarily elaborate dream about cleaning the inside of my refrigerator.

It occurs to me that I need to get a more interesting life.
rosa_acicularis: (fozzie bear)
I've got myself all in a tizzy about this employment ad I saw today. A local theatre company is looking for playwrights, and though I am skeptical, I have come to the realization that there is no earthly reason why I shouldn't at least apply. I mean, the idea of actually getting paid to write is...well, you know, tizzy-making. Thing is, they're asking for a writing sample of ten pages or less, and this means I have three problems:

1. Very few things in my theatre portfolio (such as it is) are that short.

2. Everything in my theatre portfolio is at least two years old.

3. I was an idiot two years ago and I hate everything in my theatre portfolio.

and 

4. I haven't written any original work in a VERY LONG TIME, and I think I may have kinda sorta forgotten how.

Think they'd accept macros instead?

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