Y'know...I really, truly didn't need another example of fandom sexism to piss me off. But, hey, people on my flist shared this little bit of drek and now I am boiling with righteous feminist rage ( Read more... )

So, to join in on the general chorus of "Fuck you, she's AWESOME!" that's floating around my flist, these days:

Comment with the name of a female character and I'll tell you why I love her. In return, you can do the same in your journal.

Offers of help are pouring in from all corners at the help_haiti community, and who am I to deny the bandwagon?

You can find my offerings here and here.

Go! Bid! Get cool stuff and help Haiti recover!

So, itty-bitty laptop that makes me have Inspector Gadget flashbacks and free wifi hotspot? Yep, this leads to gleeful posting on my lunch-break ( Read more... )

...what the hell was THAT ( Read more... )

Are there Coraline Mary Sues?

And will the knowledge of same make my soul die a horrible and lonely death?

Y'know, it'd be totally awesome if certain members of the S/J List would stop reminding me that they have no sense of humour whatsoever and that they wouldn't know irony if they woke up next to it after a long night of drinking and various other adult activities.

...and then I remember that this is fandom I'm complaining about.

Sometimes I feel isolated and then I see things like my bot-created wiki profile and all the weird shit you kids added to my bio and I feel loved. I truly do.

So, thanks.

And I'm still giggling at the David Duchovny bit.

Apparently that makes me an idiot.

I should...go do laundry or something. And not watch tv because I'm apparently too easy to please and I get offended and upset about the wrong stuff.

I'm tired. And I'm seriously rethinking going to DragonCon this year.

My first really big, all-encompassing sorta adult experience of fandom was Star Trek: The Next Generation. The series came out when I was seven years old and before that, I remember watching syndicated reruns of the original series ( Read more... )