On Anonymous Hate Memes
The newest irritation? How some people in a fit of etymological spasticity have bastardized the suffix of "anonymous," calling anyone who posts that way a "mouse." Um, hello. If you're posting anonymous vitriol, you're not a mouse--you're a pussy. The attempt to cutify the emotionally-retarded is like PC-ness on ( Read more... )

Mirror, MirrorReturning to Montreal, I looked into a mirror: I have churches for eyes, a cobbled tongue, St. Laurent hair. It was the first time I ever realized in a thousand-flashing-lightbulb way the extent that the city's inscribed on my bones...Or, truer yet, that my skeleton's made of Montreal ( Read more... )

Here's one for the Miss Manners amongst you:

Is it socially-backward to serve coffee in (uber-pretty) teacups with saucers rather than in mugs?

Edited to add the last clause.

It's hard to make conversation when your mind is spiked with a thousand pins. Because my brain is plagued with ten hundred butterflies, sniffed flower-hearts, and powdery orange trails, and when I want to speak, write, articulate, it's stab-stab-stab to stop the fluttering, and here's a dead diurnal insect to feast on. Appetizing in ten shades ( Read more... )

The longer I stray from LJ, the more tempted I am upon returning to write that This Is What I Really Think post. You know, the one where I finally say, “If I see Mediocre Story X rec’ced one more time I’m going to gouge out my own eyes and use ‘em as marbles,” and, in the great tradition of Flannery O’Connor, “X might’ve been a good woman if there ( Read more... )

Whoo! It’s my birthday today, and I’m forty! Forty and fabulous! I thought it would be traumatic to screech into this culturally-loaded age, but no. It’s great, a no-bullshit, kiss-my-ass-if-you-don’t-like-it brilliant time, and I’m positively glowing. It’s like I’m pregnant with me, which is odd and freaky and true, like there’s this new me ( Read more... )

( Personal stuff on Scissors, Fandom, and my Fat Ass. )

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You know, if y’all could remind me why I shouldn’t commit tvicide because of the recent minimalized-to-bug-size interaction between Clark and Lex on a certain show written and produced by homophobic twats, I’d be ever so grateful.

Ed. Note: There's currently a spoiler here for the SGA finale, a minor one, but I thought you should know.

Title: The Day the Weather Broke
Fandom: SGA
Pairing: John/Rodney
Rating: PG-13
Length: 219 words
For yavannauk

( The Day the Weather Broke )