three years on friday since we met.
The bf and I went to The Bourne Ultimatum last night. It was AWESOME and I love Matt Damon. No, I just do. There is nothing for it; it's out of my control.
Absolutely fabulous short essay on incest theory and applying it to fic. Specifically: Roswell, SPN, Lost, Heroes, Brothers & Sisters, and Firefly. (Feedback in the wrong place: personally, I would not call the final application to SPN "harsh"--I'd call it "realistic" and "an unpopular opinion to have amongst Sam/Dean shippers." I say this as a Sam/Dean shipper who does indeed consider that harsh reading part of hir personal canon. Mostly it's because I don't like John anyway. YES I SAID IT: I don't support "Papa" Winchester!)
to do:
1. Put away one hundred dollars per paycheque between now and then.
2. Don't let the 'rents forget they said they'd get me traveller's cheques for my birthday.
3. Make "two queens" shirt, add text to Colt shirt/re-do Colt shirt (I'm leaning towards the latter, honestly).
4. Buy album for "souvenir of Vancouver" project.
5. Buy camera for "souvenir of Vancouver" project.
6. Complete "souvenir of Vancouver" project.
7. Call airport (or somebody) and confirm how to get on an international flight these days. (I don't know! The last time I was in an airport was--a long time ago! I was twelve! And I've never flown across the border, also.)
8. Buy new jeans.
9. Order new binder ASAP omg.
10. E-mail halfway2home about doing stuff while I'm in LA.
11. Make reservation at the observatory omgeee.
12. Figure out which digital camera I'm taking. Or just use Andy (I've decided to call my phone Andy. Because it is underappreciated/underutilised and awesome and hot. Now all of FOB fit in my pocketses. Except for Joe, because Joe is my car. WHATEVER, I have two Patricks so it evens out. Also except for Pete, though I'm considering calling my actual cameras Pete. Yes, both of them. Canon=Old Pete and Kodak=New Pete). (HA! Omg, estrellada, my phone's memory card is called Patrick. My phone, it is an emotional masochist!)
13. Figure out what luggage I'm taking (haha, luggage).
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Lastly: Kevin Bacon, how do you make bad movies so awesome?
Bye.
Absolutely fabulous short essay on incest theory and applying it to fic. Specifically: Roswell, SPN, Lost, Heroes, Brothers & Sisters, and Firefly. (Feedback in the wrong place: personally, I would not call the final application to SPN "harsh"--I'd call it "realistic" and "an unpopular opinion to have amongst Sam/Dean shippers." I say this as a Sam/Dean shipper who does indeed consider that harsh reading part of hir personal canon. Mostly it's because I don't like John anyway. YES I SAID IT: I don't support "Papa" Winchester!)
to do:
1. Put away one hundred dollars per paycheque between now and then.
2. Don't let the 'rents forget they said they'd get me traveller's cheques for my birthday.
3. Make "two queens" shirt, add text to Colt shirt/re-do Colt shirt (I'm leaning towards the latter, honestly).
4. Buy album for "souvenir of Vancouver" project.
5. Buy camera for "souvenir of Vancouver" project.
6. Complete "souvenir of Vancouver" project.
7. Call airport (or somebody) and confirm how to get on an international flight these days. (I don't know! The last time I was in an airport was--a long time ago! I was twelve! And I've never flown across the border, also.)
8. Buy new jeans.
9. Order new binder ASAP omg.
10. E-mail halfway2home about doing stuff while I'm in LA.
11. Make reservation at the observatory omgeee.
12. Figure out which digital camera I'm taking. Or just use Andy (I've decided to call my phone Andy. Because it is underappreciated/underutilised and awesome and hot. Now all of FOB fit in my pocketses. Except for Joe, because Joe is my car. WHATEVER, I have two Patricks so it evens out. Also except for Pete, though I'm considering calling my actual cameras Pete. Yes, both of them. Canon=Old Pete and Kodak=New Pete). (HA! Omg, estrellada, my phone's memory card is called Patrick. My phone, it is an emotional masochist!)
13. Figure out what luggage I'm taking (haha, luggage).
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Lastly: Kevin Bacon, how do you make bad movies so awesome?
Bye.