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Friday. YEAH!!!
Nov. 3rd, 2006 10:00 amMy Goldberg life continues, but I figured out that I only have to get my left brake light fixed today to prevent Jail Possibility #1. Therefore, after a run to Kinkos, I will run to Pep Boys. Then I will run back to the office.
I have been up since 6:30 a.m. In my world, that's still night time.
I know that I feel better when I write. I feel like a different person after writing the crack drabbles yesterday. Why, oh why do I not remember and act upon this?
I am ridiculously, insanely turned on by the previews for "Casino Royale", partly because Daniel Craig really is that hot, and has that "I could shoot you and not spill my martini" vibe going on, and partly because frankly, despite the misogynistic, anti-feminist overtones, I have always been a sucker for James Bond and running around with quips and cool gadgets. (I have proof that I am not a boy however, because I cannot watch them over and over again on the Spike TV repeats like M. can). I found the last few movies tolerable because I also have an embarrasing crush on Pierce Brosnan left over from my youth as a Remington Steel fangirl, but Daniel Craig is just a whole 'nother kind of sexy. And I have a weird affection for the current movies because Judi Dench as M is brilliant, even when the other women in the movies are morons.
I'm generally disappointed by the movies themselves, disappointed and a little disgusted, but I love the pre-movie time when I can imagine that they'll be all sexy and smart and exciting.
If M. tells me one more time in a fit of helpfulness that if I don't start dating, I'm going to turn into crazy cat lady, I'm going to kill him and bury him in a shallow grave, which actually will serve my purpose because you meet all sorts of nice men in jail, right? Tortured, handsom victims of the justice system, right? Who only need love and an escape route!!!!
I'm always a little baffled by random fannish response (in ways which I'm not baffled by equally odd things I read from my actual flist. It's like the lot of you have carte blanche to be happily nuts, but the not pre-approved are just crazy:) I recently read a comment that someone didn't like fannish relationships on-screen that were "blatant." This I don't get. Canon is canon, and subtext is subtext, and I see the fun in both, but you can't have it both ways. Well, you can and that's why we write fic, but, well, I'm a little baffled. I get disliking the pairing, wishing for a different one, but hmmmm. It's a different approach to the media experience, I guess. (I think, in particular, this comment was in response to Farscape and I can sort of understand not liking a character or pairing - ok, I really can't, but I do get the YMMV - but the relationship itself, the story of that relationship is one of the central themes and even if you hate it, how can you dislike that it's a theme and still watch the show?)
I have been up since 6:30 a.m. In my world, that's still night time.
I know that I feel better when I write. I feel like a different person after writing the crack drabbles yesterday. Why, oh why do I not remember and act upon this?
I am ridiculously, insanely turned on by the previews for "Casino Royale", partly because Daniel Craig really is that hot, and has that "I could shoot you and not spill my martini" vibe going on, and partly because frankly, despite the misogynistic, anti-feminist overtones, I have always been a sucker for James Bond and running around with quips and cool gadgets. (I have proof that I am not a boy however, because I cannot watch them over and over again on the Spike TV repeats like M. can). I found the last few movies tolerable because I also have an embarrasing crush on Pierce Brosnan left over from my youth as a Remington Steel fangirl, but Daniel Craig is just a whole 'nother kind of sexy. And I have a weird affection for the current movies because Judi Dench as M is brilliant, even when the other women in the movies are morons.
I'm generally disappointed by the movies themselves, disappointed and a little disgusted, but I love the pre-movie time when I can imagine that they'll be all sexy and smart and exciting.
If M. tells me one more time in a fit of helpfulness that if I don't start dating, I'm going to turn into crazy cat lady, I'm going to kill him and bury him in a shallow grave, which actually will serve my purpose because you meet all sorts of nice men in jail, right? Tortured, handsom victims of the justice system, right? Who only need love and an escape route!!!!
I'm always a little baffled by random fannish response (in ways which I'm not baffled by equally odd things I read from my actual flist. It's like the lot of you have carte blanche to be happily nuts, but the not pre-approved are just crazy:) I recently read a comment that someone didn't like fannish relationships on-screen that were "blatant." This I don't get. Canon is canon, and subtext is subtext, and I see the fun in both, but you can't have it both ways. Well, you can and that's why we write fic, but, well, I'm a little baffled. I get disliking the pairing, wishing for a different one, but hmmmm. It's a different approach to the media experience, I guess. (I think, in particular, this comment was in response to Farscape and I can sort of understand not liking a character or pairing - ok, I really can't, but I do get the YMMV - but the relationship itself, the story of that relationship is one of the central themes and even if you hate it, how can you dislike that it's a theme and still watch the show?)
