sick. just got over annual stress-triggered throat virus on saturday, and caught a cold on sunday. lips are peeling, nose is peeling like mad, eyes are burning, throat is perpetually dry (which is scary. i drink 3+ L of water a day) and swollen. can barely think to function. have got TWO tests tomorrow and another on thursday. i need a wire. sneezing.

took a study break from multi and prowled LJs again (yes, pathetic, i know) and found out that, contrary to what i'd posted a week ago, IvyBlossom's fic Origins isn't down for rewriting. Ivy's pulled it from all the archives, but if you want to read it (and i HIGHLY recommend it - there are some amazing scenes of fencing in the fic. Also, Haven and Belong make more sense if you read Origins first.) you can find it in a few places: my hard drive (and those of many others, too, but i don't know who they are. so email or msg me and i'll send it to you.) and the veelainc yahoo group. to read her explanation of why Origins has been taken off the net, go here.

very thought-provoking entry on homophobia in the hp slash fandom, by IvyBlossom (she's just all-around great writer...).

::off to sneeze, cough, and fail tests tomorrow::

::oh, and piss off people because i haven't done the work that i owe them (reviews, reports, motions, more reviews)::

dammit. also really really really REALLY want a cd-burner for laptop. i need to move all of my hp fics OFF of my laptop so that i can work, and there are 20+ blank cds sitting in the office downstairs but i have no way of transferring fics onto cds (just tried. failed.). and i don't like disks because a) they don't have nearly enough space (to hold the fanfic-related contents of my harddrive, i'd need approximately 20 disks); b) they're horribly unreliable and end up being randomly unreadable on various computers (including mine) for no apparent reason. cds, on the other hand, usually function well, can hold much more fanfic on them than is currently on my laptop, and are generally read-able by different machines. wonder if it's worth investing in a cd burnder for laptop? prolly won't use it often, but it might be worth it, if i can get the hp fic off my laptop. can't work well with it present; it usually ends up distracting me. yes, i'm weak-willed. yes, i'm escapist. unfortunately, that doesn't look like it's going to change any time soon.

feel the need to make a bunch of one-liners, so instead of posting them as individual posts, am collecting them into one entry.

does anyone know when the Restricted Section is opening? rather antsy for that to happen.

hmm, is highly unlikely that any of yall do, since most of the folks who read my blog aren't into fanfic, as far as i know (if there are HPers or slashers out there, message me!). it's a sad, lonely world.

why can't anything come as easily to me as Latin? especially multi, or physics, or self-discipline, or debate, or something else positive/necessary that i do?

i really, really want a slytherin scarf for my birthday (or christmas, or whenever). really really want it. if you can find one anywhere, please tell me.

my life's desires (short term): (aside from multiple viewings of CoS and lots and lots of new fic to be released) an extra week of time with absolutely NO obligations other than the ones i impose on myself. this fantastic week of time would happen between wednesday and thursday. sleep, dream, write, debate work, study, sleep, listen to music, watch Bridget Jones' Diary repeatedly...a completely obligations-free week.

the Potter Slash Archive has moved to a new location and can be found here. ::shrugs:: just thought i'd make that announcement. PSA is one of my favorite fanfic archives. Blast. All the links for authors and fics that i've got in that long entry of fics from a few days ago have to be changed if they were up at PSA before it changed sites. ::grumble::

Ever since I stopped with the vegetarianism, I’ve been eating meat like mad. It’s almost like the old, pre-vegetarian days. You can’t live in the household that I do and only eat a little bit of meat; it’s that all-or-nothing deal again (cliché, cliché). As much as Mum joked about how much of a carnivore I was, it’s partly her fault, too: for breakfast—something involving meat (maybe last night’s leftovers, or hot soup). For lunch—rice and pork, or ribs, or more soup. For dinner—rice and pork, leftover turkey, stir-fried beef, hot chicken. Meat, meat, meat, as much as the mouth can swallow without vomiting. Even as I’m writing this, my stomach feels distended with the weight of the beef from dinner, or the bits of turkey that it’s been munching all day long (and yesterday, too). It feels heavy, sickening. Another creature’s flesh is inside me, and that thought urges me to throw it back up and purge my system, or else reach a hand down my throat and rake the contents of my stomach out. I feel sick. Gross. But meat-eating is such an easy, convenient way to live. After all, the majority of people in the States are meat-eaters and veggies rank in the minority so it’s easy to receive less attention, less service. Being an omnivore or a carnivore is the way to go. I can’t deny that I’ve been eating more since I dropped the meat-free life. I can’t deny that I’ve been feeling the weight of the cow, chicken, pig, and turkey in my digestive tract and that the sensation lurks in the back of my throat, waiting for the cue to expel them upward and outward. It makes me want to act like a bulimic, only without the binge-eating aspect.

After I first decided to end the herbivore (or, in my case, junkivore) lifestyle, I thought that maybe I could limit the meat intake and just have a little here, a little there. Hah. That hasn’t been working out so well. So I might try being a vegetarian again, because, honestly, this is making me feel rather queasy. Mum complains that when I don’t eat meat, I more than make up for it with junk food, but at least that refrains from turning into cannon balls in my belly. And the meat doesn’t taste all that great, not even the hot stuff (which is primarily what I missed).

An amusing passage from Chapter 1 of Snitch!, a fic by Alex Malfoy:

Meakes nodded. "What's with all the vegetable crap?" he asked.

"I've gone vegetarian," said Draco. "Didn't Harry mention it to you?"

"Why on earth would you want to do that?"

"Makes me taste nicer," said Draco. "And it makes me less aggressive too ... no toxins swirling around my bloodstream.”



Although I don’t doubt its veracity, the tasting nice bit doesn’t apply to me. Could do with being less aggressive, though, really. Or at least better control of any aggressiveness.

jason isaacs. jason isaacs. jason isaacs and that snake-headed cane.

::mind has combusted::

i saw CoS this night and...jason isaacs. prolly the one good bit of acting in the entire movie. evil, sleek. when i first saw pictures of him, i thought, 'no! he's not lucius! doesn't look like lucius!' but as soon as i saw him in the movie, i thought, 'yes! that's lucius! that's lucius! looks like lucius, speaks like lucius, acts like lucius! he could use another two inches of height, but he is lucius!'

this post is slightly more articulate than what my initial post inclinations were after the movie. everything in the rest of this post is what my original post designs were:

SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH.

there. my summary of CoS. SLASH. it's not even subtext. it's great. SLASH. w00t!!

::wibble::