Oh man. I watched The Wrath of Khan for the first time (twice) this week, and I just keep thinking "I hate it when villains quote Shakespeare" and chuckling to myself. I really want to watch Farscape again, right now. (It doesn't hurt that reboot!Kirk's characterization reminds me of John Crichton more than Shatner.)
Apart from that, I've been watching a bunch of TV. I caught up with Leverage long since and have been making my way through various peoples' bookmarks (I can see that this is going to be another deserving fandom that's tragically short of fic, but at least that means
yuletide - I might actually make two requests in one fandom this year). Eastwick is ridiculously entertaining, though I'm a little terrified that it'll go south suddenly. (That choice of phrasing was actually not on purpose, but now I kind of have to leave it.) Merlin continues to be bad but endearing, and I actually should write a little more about various developments if I ever remember. And well, there's Dollhouse. I watched the unaired first season episode back-to-back with the second season premiere, and I don't even know. Still can't look away.
I would really like to go see Amanda Palmer play with the Boston Pops on New Years Eve, but damn, those are some pricy tickets. I might pay that much to see Bowie, but that's about it. :(
Lastly,
yuletart sign-ups end in three days!
Errrr. I don't know, I've been looking for any excuse to try drawing them, and this was a quick first attempt? (So much more Uhura later. And er, all-around better, I hope.) I'm ridiculous. And excited. :D
And I should really go to bed. I'm even worse at that than usual, lately.
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