a conspiracy of cartographers

And re: Eastwick: well, that should teach me to watch two half-season cliffhanger episodes in one day. I know Paul Gross makes me hide behind my hands sometimes, but dear god, I spent 90% of that episode cowering and peering through my fingers. I suppose it doesn't count if it was out of terror rather than embarrassment? My heart was rabbiting like crazy.

On the bright side, how Jamie has given a brief, concise, and kind of awesome definition of what exactly Darryl is, which if nothing else will be helpful for, say, that due South crossover I keep threatening to write one of these days.

Well, after the joy of the last two episodes I was expecting Eastwick to get it wrong somehow. But still. ( 1x08: I am not breaking up with the show, but I am breaking up with Joanna. )

+ Yuletide signups are open! I am probably not going to sit down and properly sign up until this weekend, because there are so many delicious shiny fandoms to choose from and I want to do a thorough job. (And not actually think about how I'll be signed up for this, and due South Seekrit Santa, and Eyai Yuletide.)

+ A Wizard of Mars has a release date & awesome cover art! I think I have already resigned myself to never actually writing the Adventures of Dairine & the Tenth Doctor, so I am content to be delighted with a definite release date. Perhaps I will reread my Young Wizards books over winter break?

+ Things I did not expect when I started watching Eastwick: that Joanna would kind of end up being my little black dress. ( Eastwick 1x07; I may be losing my ability to actually be critical of this show, because I really unironically like it. ) The preview for next episode makes me nervous, but the previews for tomorrow's Flash Forward are distracting me from worrying. PG and CKR are legit almost on my screen at the same time, guys! This is funnier than it should be. Perhaps Paul can finally join the I'm Evil And Then Die Club?

Yeah, I should sleep.

LET'S TALK ABOUT THE WAYS IN WHICH TODAY IS AMAZING.

+ Despite still being only about 60% of a functional Aria, I've done all the work I needed to do. (Except the reading for the racefail class, but that's, um, my self-prescribed naptime tomorrow. :D?) Basically I am a ninja of accomplishment.

+ My pants are starting to fit again! Now let's see if I can make them fit for real by going back to the gym when I am at least 90% of a functional Aria instead of, say, just subsisting on soup and ginger ale.

+ I am suddenly wildly excited for the due South Seekrit Santa. (Have I mentioned that I love how it's spelled "seekrit"? Best fandom ever alkdfkkdsfjs.) I have been asked to write a story I did not know I desperately wanted to write until I was asked, but wow, I desperately want to write it.

+ I have yet more new Hugh Dillon music. Did I just say best fandom ever? I mean it. Best. fandom. ever.

+ There is another Sherlock Holmes trailer. I could continue this masquerade of insisting that I will be watching this film behind my hands, but let's be honest, I've spent the last few weeks unironically enjoying the High School Musicals and Eastwick and the Plan. I have no taste. More importantly, THEY'VE BEEN FLIRTING LIKE THIS FOR HOURS. I don't care how much weirdass gothica steampunk supernatural whatchamahoozit aesthetic this film has, it also apparently has the Holmes/Watson subtext turned up to eleven.

+ And, of course, my perennial Wednesday night joy, Eastwick! ( Storytime with Uncle Badtouch! goddd I love Roxie. )

Ugh, today instead of doing analysis for two shows I am going to try to just do analysis for one. I'm trying an experiment in "realistic optimism (??)" instead of best vs worst case scenarios. SO, EASTWICK. ( 1x03: In which Paul Gross has giant scissors. Also, if you stand too close to him, you'll catch his habit of being haunted; it must be some sort of weird disease. )

But that's not important. What is important is that after the first episode I needed Darryl and Fraser to hang out in a joking way, but now I need it like burning. I want temptations! quotations! seductions! the ability to keep breathing while contemplating this! Seriously, I have a bit of time this weekend; I just might write this thing.

I ... may actually need an Eastwick icon. Because tonight's reaction is pretending to be 'things that skeeved me' vs 'things that kind of counteracted the skeeving' but is actually a 'my various conspiracy theories, let me show you them' post. Which is ridiculous, because it's only a small step from conspiracy theories to actual desire for fannish participation, and, and, what, self, what is this.

( 1x02; I am not really sure whether 'Schrödinger show' or 'Jekyll and Hyde' is more appropriate here. )

WHY DO I HAVE ACTUAL THINKY THOUGHTS. THIS IS RIDICULOUS.

Drive-by post from 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 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.