Tree is decorated, slightly experimental cookies are baked, mass was not attended because my head is full of cotton and disease (and also because Silent Night is all well and good when one is healthy, but right now I have I'm Not Okay going on loop through my head and it is perfect), and ... my final Yuletide word count for this year is 27,830 words.

Don't look at me like that. My actual assignment clocked in at over 10,000. And then another fic would not stop and ended up about 16,000. And then I wrote an actual Treat that was about 900. And lo, it was good, and I feel awesome, but oh my god my body hates me right now.

Archive to be read in the morning, with all the tea! I am optimistic this year, because so far the servers are being superheroes.
aria: ([highlander] amanda/rebecca)
( Sep. 18th, 2010 10:10 pm)
A very important question: why did no one tell me that Dramatic License is the best Highlander episode ever?? EVER. So far I am eight minutes in, I have never seem Adrian Paul have such fun before, both Amanda and Duncan have dramatically read aloud from a romance novel, and I have already choked half to death on my own laughter about ten times.

I mean, okay, Dramatic License is sort of like The Naked Time in that it's only screamingly hilarious if you already know the characters, but someone should have mentioned it anyway! Only I'm not sure who 'someone' is, because everyone I know who's seen Highlander either saw it because I mentioned it, or is mostly there for Methos, or both. So, okay, possibly I should finish the episode first, but consider this an extremely enthusiastic rec (with perhaps a caveat if you have a really active embarrassment squick? YMMV).

...It would be even more amazing if Methos was in it, though. Universe, why have you not conspired to have Peter Wingfield dramatically read purple prose porn starring Duncan? Not on, universe.
My roommate's boyfriend will be moving in when I move out. He is in the process of bringing all his stuff over in boxes and, consequently, is also getting rid of stuff he no longer wants.

He just gave me a two-disc DVD of Highlander: Endgame.

BRB LAUGHING FOREVER OH MY GODDDD.
Big Bang that is the F/K/V s2 AU: 6740 words long, most of one episode remixed, maybe one third of part one (of six) completed. Times listened to Hard Core Logo soundtrack on loop: I have lost count. New Canadian Actor Bingo square filled: Bucky Haight as an unexpected tattoo artist in The Promise; I'm pretty sure I've finally stopped laughing. Maybe. At least he did not actually give Fraser a tattoo of a Candian flag with an oak leaf in the middle.

I had a horrible pounding headache earlier, probably because I was busy writing until my eyes crossed and forgot that I sometimes need to do things like eat; I have had toast and apple juice (little kid comfort food is TOTALLY VALID) and the room has decided to stop spinning. I am pretty sure the axiom about laughter being the best cure is still true, though, because I am feeling decidedly better now that I have come across Canada Does Hogwarts. It's basically one big inside joke, and possibly a little to my horror it succinctly explains my love for the C6D fandom -- I say to my horror because I now think that Callum Rennie earnestly explaining that really you are playing Quidditch against yourself is the height of humour. It also seems that I have seen exactly enough C6D stuff to get every single one of the jokes, about which I am irrationally pleased. And the room is still stable, but I am pondering the wisdom of going to bed early (rather than trying to write more, wtf self) and I cannot actually think of a graceful way to end this entry. Read the fic! It is extremely short and quite funny! Good night.
aria: ([star trek] ship)
( May. 22nd, 2009 09:32 am)
Drive-by post from [personal profile] oliviacirce's house, with a couple "these were hilarious at midnight" anecdotes to report.

i. The trailer for the new ABC show Eastwick, with, wait for it, Paul Gross playing the devil. Cue me howling with laughter. (Other things that seem to be in his contracts besides ghosts/dead guys/general supernaturalness: at least one scene where he is wearing no clothes, and a beautiful woman who seems completely incapable of kissing him without also hitting him or shoving him or something. Your roles have the weirdest patterns ever, sir.)

ii. An appropriately midnight conversation with [personal profile] oliviacirce, as follows:

ME. ...And it's a good thing that Star Trek doesn't do pairingsmush names. Spock/Scotty would be Spotty.
HER. OH MY GOD KIRK/SPOCK WOULD BE KOCK OR SPIRK AND BOTH OF THOSE ARE AMAZING.
US. [helpless laughter]
ME. The OT3 is Spotty Kock!

FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER: [helpless laughter]

And today I venture out among the masses, and by masses I mean probably a bunch of other people who would find Star Trek pairingsmush names hilarious.
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