Movie tickets FTW!
I just got an email telling me I now have tickets to see HBP at Azkatraz! HOORAY! I really didn't think that would happen at all. I guess the change in time has made it less popular...
Life has been insane the past few weeks. Between getting ready for my move (joy!), looking for a place, and many houseguests, I've barely had time to breathe. However, summer hours just started at my work (we get off 2 hours early on Fridays), meaning that I now regularly attend happy hour. Rum + Pineapple juice = WEEKEND.
C and I are going to Austin this week for my neice's graduation. I'm super excited. As much as I love being in the bay area, there's something about going to my hometown that just can't be replaced. We're going to swim and eat Tex Mex and hopefully take the boat out on Lake Austin. I'm also going to exchange the cowboy boots I got for my birthday, so I will post many pictures once I have them. I would have sworn that I would never wear something to Texan, but once I left the state, the nostalgia and kitsch factors went up a few notches.
I got in trouble this weekend because I just COULD NOT put down pir8fancier's Home Again, Home Again (or stop re-reading Lettered and Lush Life for, oh, the millionth time). Sometimes I just go through phases where I cannot stop reading, thinking, and dreaming about Harry and Draco. I just can't.
This, of course, means that there are times when I just spend hours looking for something to read that scratches that itch in whatever way I need it at the moment. I'm pretty picky about the kinds of characterizations and plots that I'll read, so that search can get really frustrating. Not to mention that so many of my favorite writers have been moving more in to other fandoms. This alone is enough to make me want to join those fandoms just so that I have more things to read. So far, I just haven't felt it (whatever it is) with any of the others. Enjoyment of the worlds, yes, but that urge to move beyond the original canon because I just can't get enough? Not yet.
I've been wondering lately if some people are more able to indulge in fandoms than I am. As much as I've been enjoying getting in to both Merlin and Bleach, I can't say that I believe I could ever enjoy it at the same level as Harry Potter. Part of me thinks that this is just because I haven't yet gotten to that point with either those, or that I haven't found the next thing that will feel the same as HP yet.
I also wonder, though, if maybe it was the process of discovering fandom through HP that makes it so dear. I didn't read HP so that I could read the fanfiction; I was driven to fanfiction because there was only so many times I could read the books without losing my mind, but I still just kept wanting to read them. Plus, Draco just needed more screentime in my mind.
So, the real question is whether yout first fandom is necessarily like your first love: nothing ever quite feels the same. Maybe one day I'll find other loves that I love in very different ways, but nothing will ever feel the same as the first time I saw that perfect blend of canon-compliance and character development (not to mention the boy kissing) in a H/D fic. Hmm. Or maybe this is just that (obsessive) single-mindedness that stubbornly refuses to let me love multiple things in moderation. *shrug*
Either way, I'm jonesing for an H/D epic in the worst way.
Life has been insane the past few weeks. Between getting ready for my move (joy!), looking for a place, and many houseguests, I've barely had time to breathe. However, summer hours just started at my work (we get off 2 hours early on Fridays), meaning that I now regularly attend happy hour. Rum + Pineapple juice = WEEKEND.
C and I are going to Austin this week for my neice's graduation. I'm super excited. As much as I love being in the bay area, there's something about going to my hometown that just can't be replaced. We're going to swim and eat Tex Mex and hopefully take the boat out on Lake Austin. I'm also going to exchange the cowboy boots I got for my birthday, so I will post many pictures once I have them. I would have sworn that I would never wear something to Texan, but once I left the state, the nostalgia and kitsch factors went up a few notches.
I got in trouble this weekend because I just COULD NOT put down pir8fancier's Home Again, Home Again (or stop re-reading Lettered and Lush Life for, oh, the millionth time). Sometimes I just go through phases where I cannot stop reading, thinking, and dreaming about Harry and Draco. I just can't.
This, of course, means that there are times when I just spend hours looking for something to read that scratches that itch in whatever way I need it at the moment. I'm pretty picky about the kinds of characterizations and plots that I'll read, so that search can get really frustrating. Not to mention that so many of my favorite writers have been moving more in to other fandoms. This alone is enough to make me want to join those fandoms just so that I have more things to read. So far, I just haven't felt it (whatever it is) with any of the others. Enjoyment of the worlds, yes, but that urge to move beyond the original canon because I just can't get enough? Not yet.
I've been wondering lately if some people are more able to indulge in fandoms than I am. As much as I've been enjoying getting in to both Merlin and Bleach, I can't say that I believe I could ever enjoy it at the same level as Harry Potter. Part of me thinks that this is just because I haven't yet gotten to that point with either those, or that I haven't found the next thing that will feel the same as HP yet.
I also wonder, though, if maybe it was the process of discovering fandom through HP that makes it so dear. I didn't read HP so that I could read the fanfiction; I was driven to fanfiction because there was only so many times I could read the books without losing my mind, but I still just kept wanting to read them. Plus, Draco just needed more screentime in my mind.
So, the real question is whether yout first fandom is necessarily like your first love: nothing ever quite feels the same. Maybe one day I'll find other loves that I love in very different ways, but nothing will ever feel the same as the first time I saw that perfect blend of canon-compliance and character development (not to mention the boy kissing) in a H/D fic. Hmm. Or maybe this is just that (obsessive) single-mindedness that stubbornly refuses to let me love multiple things in moderation. *shrug*
Either way, I'm jonesing for an H/D epic in the worst way.