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I'm still reading consistently every day, while not having much time to post. However, two notable accomplishments:

1. I have moved across town into a little birdhouse with the love of my life and our two short-bus cats. The big cat keeps trying to eat the little cat, and we can't keep him off the counters. Meanwhile she (being formerly feral, eight months old, and a non-sleeping at night diva) is living in the top of the closet. It is a daily adventure in cat non-detente. I lived in Laurel Canyon for 14 years, and have never considered myself a west sider. But I love the beach, and the way the light is in the part of town I'm in now (Mar Vista), and it's lovely and quiet-ish.

2. I wrote a Watch It/Skip It Guide for Farscape for a fabulous blog called Liz Tells Frank. I must admit that I could still give a summary and reaction to all 88 episodes without looking them up. I'm a little proud of that. Also, it was one of the most satisfying things I've written in ages. Go figure. Liz has done a whole series of these guides, so I'd suggest checking them out for Doctor Who and Fringe, if you need to pimp someone in and want to give them a way to figure out what's MUST SEE!
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* Yesterday's workday shall not be mentioned, or hopefully, repeated. The cyclical nature of this industry means that mistakes tend to coalesce all at once, biting you repeatedly on the ass until you just want to offer up your throat and say, "End it."

I compensated with a nap, a bath, a glass of wine, and "Gilmore Girls." Which was charming, and made me miss it terribly, and still sort of hate the middle of this season. Then I went to rehearsal, and there was no screaming, but I find that blank cow look that some of my dancers get because they cannot remember the step we just frelling did to be more than a little frustrating. Still. There was no yelling.

* I have never seen the "Prometheus Unbound" from SG-1 S8, and would sort of like to for the story I'm writing for my Sweet Charity winner. Anyone able to point me to an ahem of any sort? Particularly an avi or zipped ahem. Or, at the very least, a transcript?

Semi-rant about girls. And fandom. Stop me if you've heard this before. )

* And finally, on a random note, [ profile] minervacat mentioned a desire to write about the other DRD's that Crichton programmed to play music, and I offered the following:

"The Nutcracker Suite, because he misses Christmas, clearly. And some Rachmaninoff because you know that he's already blown stuff up and was dying for a soundtrack. And I bet he also taught them some Skynyrd, so you know somewhere running amok is the poor lonesome DRD playing Freebird and Sweet Home Alabama, while John sits on the floor, drunk on homemade moonshine, waving his lighter."

Except the more I think about it, I feel like I stole the Skyard thing (possibly from [ profile] rubberneck which would not be a surprise to me:)

So, other potential musical options? A little Don Ho? I can see a ukelele theme'd DRD complete with tiny bubbles coming out of one of its implements.
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Written for the Reunion Drabblethon

Fandom and Prompt (if applicable):Farscape, Aeryn & Prowler, adjusting the straps
Title: Volare
Author: Thea
LJ Name: [ profile] thassalia
Spoilers: Spoilers through Terra Firma

Volare )
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[ profile] elliejane wanted John and Aeryn and teamwork. Early S1. PG. Attitude Adjustment )
I've realized that one of my acute, immediate fic kinks is reunions after a long, generally unwelcome absence, whether the reunion is unexpected or not. (Better if it it's unexpected, vague and a little tremulous. I particulary love stoic moments followed by uncontrolled emotion). Sigh. Mmmmm. Unexpected reunion fic. That should be a challenge.


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