A Fandom of Me

I'm not on LJ as much as I'd like, but this needs to be posted, and re-posted, and re-re-posted. It's from Margaret Cho's site and it's a response to some trolling she received on recent pics.

My mouth and mind and typing fingers are weapons of mass destruction and I pity those ignorant idiots who would leave insults about mine or any women’s bodies in comment boxes because there’s ways of hunting people down. Lots and lots of ways. It’s not as anonymous as they think, as stupid as they are.

I’d like to say things that would haunt them for the rest of their days, because their hideous words stay with me eternally. Their insipid spouts of “no fat chicks” are branded onto my soul, so they must reap what they sow. If I am in my worst way and I talk to you, you will know you have been talked to. I want to punish you with the unforgettable shit you will take to your grave and hurt you long after you are dead in the ground. may my poison bore holes in your dry, decaying bones. I am not proud of this, but it’s just the way this life has made me.

I want to defend the children that we still are inside, the fragile sensitive souls who no matter how much we tried were still told we were not good enough. I want to make the world safe and better and happy for us. We deserve beauty, love, respect, admiration, kindness and compassion. If we don’t get it, there will be hell to pay. I am no saint, but I am here for you and me. I am here for us, and I am doing the best I can.

You can - and you should - read all of it here.

Which means I'm halfway housebound, but that's okay because it's allowed me to discover the unmitigated awesomeness of Misfits. Oh, and to develop several important layers of subcutaneous insulating fat.

How are YOU guys?

Just wanted to touch base with my favorite peeps. Chicago remains humid and cultural, I've lost ten pounds (medication) while eating those cheap egg salad sandwiches you get at the convenience store (medication) and...I think I 'ship Draco/Hermione? Or maybe Draco/Luna. It's very hard to tell with all the recessive genes. Fic recs are welcome, though.

How are you?!?!?!

But I wanted to hop back on LJ and brag that I'm meeting the fabulous gwyn_r in a scant three days!  UR JELUS.  Gwyn was one of my very first fandom friends: welcoming, encouraging and utterly special.  This rendezvous has been long overdue.

Also: although I was never affected by the stories as others were, I have to say I'm delighted at all the 'Harry Potter' love that's out there in the wake of the final film.  I am so, so glad that these books exist, that they accompanied many people through their childhood, that I look forward to introducing kids to them for years to come. 

Love,
Your Favorite Out-of-Touch Slytherin

( Raisin Bran, ESP, 'Tron': IT'S ALL HERE, FOLKSCollapse )

Sorry for the absence, and thanks for the various pokes and prods. Life is hectic, work is chaos, the sky is blue etc. etc. Here's what I've been up to:

• Testing out the various products and services we're thinking of offering at work. So far there have been facials, chemical peels and - most recently - airbrush tanning. This last experience was particularly unnerving; I started the day looking like Wednesday Addams (complete with braids) and ended it looking like Snooki. I exfoliated like hell afterwards and am at least back to a shade found in nature. I kinda don't get tanning, as a concept, so I'm not sure if it really achieved the desired effect. Ah, well. As Tobias Fünke might say, "Onward and upward! Onward...and...upward...::sob::"
  
  
• Eating my way through Chicago! My recommendations, in no particular order: Simply It for Vietnamese; Lao Szechuan for Chinese; Bistrot Margot for French, and of course Olive Garden for Italian. Ha! Just kidding. Go to Zia's; it's in my old neighborhood and Barack Obama ate there for a local food review program when he was just a wee state senator.
  
  
• Returning to one of my very first loves, the First Person Shooter. Call of Duty: Black Ops has taken over our household and my life. When everything else fails, massacring Nazi zombies is sure to put a smile on my dial.
  
  
• Volunteering (but not enough). I'm going out to the West Side next week to do soup kitchen-y stuff, and then helping out at a blood drive the following weekend. It's still better than Christmas shopping.
  
  
• Looking for a reasonably!smartphone with a low monthly bill; I always end up getting something I think is mid-priced and then between me and The Boy we end up paying $150 a month for a service we can barely use because we're living in a high-rise concrete prison. I'd love any suggestions.
  
  
• Well, I think that covers it. I've read a lot but am unhappy with my choices; I disliked The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo and its sequels, and I thought Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance was oddly smug and gossipy. Back to the Regency romances!

Now, how are you?!?!

Why did I wait so long?

Title: Post Blue
Song Artist: Placebo
Fandom: Southland
Characters: Ben Sherman and John Cooper
Summary: I don't know if I 'ship them, or want their babies, or what. Does it matter?
Spoilers: Season 1, episode 1.

Post Blue: Ben Sherman and John Cooper

Title: Dynamics In Architecture
Author: Devil Piglet
Disclaimer: All characters of The OC are used without permission.
Pairing: Seth/Ryan
Rating: PG
Word count: ~1300
Author’s note: This story has no timeline, purpose or redeeming social value. It was written solely as a "Thank You" for responses to my recent post on The OC_Slash.

( The living room is fraught with Seth's inner turmoil; Ryan loosens his collar.Collapse )

I love that the photo on the ramen noodle package shows delicate slices of beef tenderloin beside the noodles. Bitches, if I had beef in the house I wouldn't be eating Top Ramen.

Stay awesome, self.
Stay awesome.

(Also: walk, read, write, code, volunteer, reconnect, exfoliate, moisturize.) And you?