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Okay, so, can we please skip how hilariously awful I am at updating and talk about how the GK boys (sans ASkars *sadface*) went to see Stark in Kinky Boots and generally bro around just like old times? God, I miss them and I miss how fandom was before it got all quiet around here and just...ARGH...feelings.

In real life news, I got into physical therapy assistant school! (Which I'll be using to pay for a Master's degree later and so on). I start in August and it's going to be a full time program so there's really no point in me looking for a full-time job anymore, so that's been a big load off of my otherwise towering mountain of anxiety about the general state of my life. Also I'm pretty sure part of why this feels so good is because I've spent basically my whole life being a student and I feel like I'm not very good at being anything else, but still, yay for not failing at life!


"The loving are the daring..." -- Bayard Taylor



P.S. - God damn it, Stark looks like he's 18 again, HOW IS LIFE THIS GODDAMN UNFAIR?

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...Oh fuck, does this mean I have to be an adult now?


"The will to win, the desire to succeed, the urge to reach your full potential... these are the keys that will unlock the door to personal excellence..." -- Confucius


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So, I hesitate to say this because I know it's probably going to jinx the fuck out of everything, but things appear to be -- dare I say it -- looking up.


Yeah, that was pretty much my reaction too. Amazing, right?

First of all, my first paycheck comes in a week! \o/ Le Boyfriend and I desperately need the money, so this is a big deal, plus it feels pretty good after all the shit I had to go through to be able to get said paycheck:

Step 1: Fill out 24 pages (not exaggerating) of some of the most confusing paperwork I've ever seen in my entire life. This may be the sleep deprivation talking, but I'm pretty sure I caught the phrase "forfeiture of immortal soul" at least once.
Step 2: Turn in said paperwork to the trolls in Human Resources, only to find out that my driver's license and my student I.D. are insufficient forms of identification.
Step 3: Frantic call to La Famille asking them to send a scan/photocopy of my birth certificate/passport/whatever so that HR can actually hand me my check (this should be taken care of by tomorrow).
Step 4: ???
Step 5: Profit!!!

The best part of this job? If no one's booked me for a tutoring appointment, I've been directly told that all I have to do is chill out in the staff lounge (and what I do in there is, within reason, up to me). Internets, I'm essentially getting paid to fuck around on the internet and listen to music when I'm not actually tutoring anyone. Pause to appreciate the awesome.

Anyway, the second surprising positive development was that, after a chat about this last night, Le Boyfriend said this morning that he would handle the lion's share of packing up Le (Old) Flat. Unprompted. So I'm feeling considerably more positively disposed toward him now.

Also, my air conditioning is fixed! Le (New) Flat isn't a sweltering hotbox of death anymore!


And lastly, I will soon have my kitty (the wee speckly one, not the fluffy grey one)! University life has occasionally been really tough on me for lack of contact with animals, so this should help out with some of the stress considerably. Which, long story short, means my entries should be getting less whiny and more fannish again pretty soon.

In the spirit of my good (if somewhat tired) mood, have a silly gif of Esper dancing:



"Literature is news that stays news..." -- Ezra Pound



P.S. - The only downside to all this is that my internship next term is starting to look increasingly daunting. I wonder if I'll still get credit for the class if I commit noble suicide?
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Oof, sometimes I really suck at updating this thing. Maybe I need to find myself another thirty-day writing meme.

Just dropping in mostly to relay a hilarious GK fangirl moment I had yesterday: Le Boyfriend's mother's birthday was yesterday, so we went out with his family to this Brazillian steakhouse (complete with Portuguese name and words on the menu). I may or may not have spent embarrassing portions of the night quoting Baptista lines to myself....*ahem*

Anyway, have a couple of my favorite shipping related gifs. Get your slash goggles on tight, folks )

Random post is random, but at least it serves to prove I'm alive. How are y'all?


"Money often costs too much..." -- Ralph Waldo Emerson



P.S. - Okay, so I just found this ... )


I cannot deal with Chris Hemsworth's dancing in that vid. I CANNOT.
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Dude, I was ordering more of my meds today and I actually bothered to look at what my meds SHOULD cost -- let me tell you, internets, being crazy is fucking expensive. Thank Raptor Jesus for La Famille's health insurance or else I would be...like...negative broke. Seriously. I would have the opposite of money.

In other news, the air conditioner died yesterday evening (as [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle already knows because I spent most of last night whining to her about it). I wound up sleeping on top of my sheets in just a bra and shorts with my ceiling fan cranked up to full blast and I still felt godawful. I haven't sweated that much since I had the crazy death flu in my first year of college (and in that case it was because I had a fever of 105ºF). Just one of life's little reminders not to take things for granted, I suppose -- I actually have heard news reports about people without air conditioners here DYING (literally!) in the hotter parts of the summer. Thankfully, the repair guy showed up while I was gone this morning instead of three days later (or some such like what cable repair technicians pull on people).

Finally, I took my chemistry final (ha! See what I did there?) a couple of hours ago and actually...sort of did okay on it. I think. I was studying yesterday (and, again, whining to [livejournal.com profile] looleebelle) and was just about ready to commit seppuku by the time I went to sleep but actually? It wasn't that bad.

Of course, it's entirely conceivable that I still flunked it but fuck it, all my other grades in the class are As, it would be literally impossible for me to actually fail this class at this point so Idgaf. Freedom!

(Side note: Raise your hand if you love the Despicable Me minions as much as I do XD)


"Ring out the false, ring in the true..." -- Alfred Lord Tennyson



P.S. - Dear Rick Perry,

You actually seriously think you stand a snowball's chance in Hell of becoming President?


Sorry, honey, people still remember Dubya, I don't think people are exactly pro-Texas yet. It probably doesn't help that you held a giant event to pray the economy into sucking less instead of, y'know, trying to make actual plans to attempt to fix it that don't involve divine intervention.

Shaking my damn head (and I'm a local!),
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Salutations, internets, I come bearing proof that gravity can be very hard if you're a five(ish) month old kitten:

Cut to protect flist page formatting )

All together now: D'awwwwww

Day Ten: Have you ever gone outside your comfort zone and written a pairing you liked, but found you couldn't write, or a pairing you didn't like, and found you could?

Well, I suppose writing Remus/Sirius/James was rather uncomfortable purely on the basis that I had never written threesome fic before that, but otherwise...not really. I'm not sure if this makes me ultra-flexible or a serious wimp, but there it is.

Finally, have a snippet of Idiot fic I thought up at around four in the morning, just 'cause. I plan to use it at some point in the GK/AI crossover, but I suppose it could also stand on its own since they don't really specify how Tunny lost his leg beyond getting blown up somehow.

There's a dull, tinny ringing... )

It might possibly be a little stream-of-consciousness-y on account of how early it was in the morning when I wrote it, but Le Boyfriend said it seems pretty good so I figured it should do as a snippet of fic for y'all's time. Enjoy :)


"He who laughs most, learns best..." -- John Cleese


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So, internets, Le Boyfriend and I finally saw Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides (aka "Look! This one doesn't have Keira Knightley and Orlando Bloom and their combined range of five different facial expressions!") this afternoon and, well, it was...interesting. Not awful, but not amazing, but certainly not a horrendous way to spend an afternoon. Here's essentially what happened:

1) Missionary boy and mermaid girl were really, really adorable (I actually liked them the most, I think)

2) Johnny Depp and Penelope Cruz spent most of the movie smoldering insincerely at each other

3) Uncle Vernon was possibly the frumpiest, most ineffectual King I've ever seen in my life

4) Johnny Depp seduces Judi Dench (I'm not making this up, it was fucking hilarious)

5) Blackbeard's ship fwooshed things with its built in flamethrowers (I know, I know)

6) Blackbeard was basically awesome (ETA: And was also evidently Mr. Bobinsky in Coraline, which just cracks me up for some reason)

7) The Spanish were pointless (and cheekbone-y)

ETA 2: 8) I don't care if his appearance was totally random, everything about Keith Richards was awesome. "Does this face look like it's been to the fountain of youth?" HA!

The plot tried to go in too many places at once (which is why I think some of the acting suffered in places), but the effects were good, the cinematography/scenery was amazing, and some of the jokes were fucking hilarious, so Le Boyfriend and I came out of it mostly entertained.

Anyway, in other news, my neighbors acquired a Wii (more specifically a Wii Fit). You haven't seen funny until you've seen a balding, overweight, middle-aged white guy (aka Mr. Next Door) using an invisible hula hoop. It was like this


only multiplied by a factor of ten. His wife and I were watching in bemusement...

Mrs. Next Door: *glances at me* What're we gonna tell the paramedics?
Me: That he sprained his groove thing?

Much hilarity ensued, which was honestly worth the eye-bleach-necessitating sight that spawned the conversation.

Finally, of course, the meme continues:

Day Four: Do you have a "muse" character, that speaks to you more than others, or that tries to push their way in, even when the fic isn't about them? Who are they, and why did that character became your muse?

Erm...not really. I suppose it depends on the fandom, in which case I sometimes find myself focusing a bit more than I should I characters to whom I can more easily relate, but otherwise not so much. It's not really a constant thing. For instance, I can really relate to Tunny, but he doesn't always wind up being a focus in anything Idiot-related that I write (unless that was the point of the story from the beginning, lol)


"May you live every day of your life..." -- Jonathan Swift


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Oh lawd hammercy, [livejournal.com profile] fanficrants person, there are so many things wrong with this that I don't even know where to start.

I suppose my biggest sticking point with the post is this; assuming that the heteroflexible character in question isn't simply confused (hey, sometimes it takes a few relationships for people to figure things out), having them try to make a het relationship work anyway doesn't necessarily make them a manipulative asshole. They could be in denial, for instance, or just plain scared of what their nearest and dearest would think if said character came out in a more public sort of way.

Long story short, doing something like what you're describing doesn't make the character an asshole -- it makes them human. Sometimes people just do ill-advised, seemingly shitty things to each other. It sucks, but there it is.

(Don't get me wrong, I'm totally in agreement over the "bisexuals exist" thing, but the other stuff is just...facepalm-inducing)

My wording might change a little bit since I started writing this post pretty early in the morning and it's a touchy subject, so please forgive me if I said something wrong somewhere.

ANYWAY, I have a question for any of my flisters who've done the grad school application process in America recently. I'm not done with my undergrad yet, and I want to wait a couple of years to go to grad school so that I can have some time to build money, maturity, and a more impressive resumé -- can I take the GRE within the next year or so and still have it count a few years later? Or would I have to take it again closer to when I actually applied? In other words, is there some sort of time limit on GRE scores or do they last forever? Any insights would be greatly appreciated.

Finally, I decided to try one of those thirty day meme things (I gacked this one from [livejournal.com profile] eviinsanemonkey):

Day One: How did you first get into writing fanfic, and what was the first fandom you wrote for? What do you think it was about that fandom that pulled you in?

Oh man, let's see if I can even remember back that far, it was seven-ish years ago (OhGodI'mold). My first fandom was Harry Potter, of course, and I think I got pulled in because one of my RL friends showed me the Draco Trilogy (in all its plagiarized glory, lol). I first got into actually writing it after I finished reading Underwater Light -- so long ago that I remember waiting with bated breath for Maya to post the next installments on the internet (SOVERYOLD) -- which subsequently inspired the hell out of me. So, I suppose what pulled me in was the sense of humor that the better fan authors had. The rest, as they say, is history.

Also, it just occurred to me that I think I still have pdfs of the Draco Trilogy (lol, I know) and the complete works of Maya lying around here somewhere. It may be time to dust those off...

The other days )

We'll see if that helps me to post more regularly on here.

That's all! Have a video of chinchillas taking a dustbath (aka the cutest thing EVER) for your time.


"Love is energy of life..." -- Robert Browning



P.S. - My muse is alive! \o/


I've been working on my GK/AI crossover all morning *ahem* in case anyone wanted to know or anything.
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Alrighty, internets, as I promised, here is the little ficlet I wrote that serves as a deleted scene for my GK/AI crossover.

Title: How's It Going To Be
Author: [livejournal.com profile] emerald_skies
Pairing(s): Tunny & Will (gen, maybe some Will/Tunny if you squint)
Rating: PG-13 (just to be safe)
Warnings: Potential triggering mentions/descriptions of domestic violence
Summary: Will has always considered Tunny the strongest person he's ever known, but even the strong need help sometimes. That's what best friends are for, right?
Author's Note: This is a little vignette, a "deleted scene" if you will, that fits in to the Everyone's Heart 'verse (I'll be making a separate "deleted scenes" post with this and a few other ficlets once I finish the story). I'm evidently in an angst-tacular mood these days -- try not to hold it against me?

They say that being a teenager is a time of a lot changes... )

I think I went kind of overboard with the angst factor (why do I keep torturing these boys?! /o\) but I think I did a decent job of adding some happy(ish) undertones to balance it out. I welcome and strongly encourage comments of all kinds, even if it's just something simple like "<3" or "I liked this!" -- all I ask is to please be gentle with concrit on account of my poor tiny, fragile creative ego.

That's all I have for now. See my previous post for various other odds and ends including a love meme, news about me getting MSN Messenger, and a pretty nice Stark picspam going on in the comments.

That being said, allow this gif to express how much I adore you all:


"Age considers; youth ventures..." -- Rabindranath Tagore


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Ahoy-hoy, internets! I'm not dead, I was just off re-charging my metaphorical batteries since I took (and aced) my last final on Friday morning. Lots and lots of sleep and working on fic (progress has been made on both the AI costume!fic and the GK/AI crossover) and generally enjoying my utter lack of university-related obligations for the next three(ish) weeks.

Anyway, in the course of noodling around on my flist (as I am wont to do), I stumbled across (and shamelessly stole) this article about the "secret sex lives of teachers" (*eyeroll*) that, among other things, mentions teachers writing "online fan fiction -- everything from Harry Potter slash to naughty renderings of Jane Austen." That's a verbatim quote, btw.

The overall tone of the article appears to be very "Who cares?" (provided that the extracurricular activities are legal and not hurting anyone), which pleases me, but the information it offers -- rather than the opinions of the writer herself -- is rather...um...worrisome (even for me).

I have no desire to be a teacher (as a matter of fact, I would be spectacularly awful at it), but part of the process of moving up the food chain in the athletic training world involves at least a bit of working at high schools, so I could theoretically be under similar scrutiny some day. I deliberately make it virtually impossible to connect the dots between my fandom life and my real life, but the internet keeps coming up with new and exciting ways to stalk people these days, so I might not be as well-concealed as I originally thought. Oh well, I have some time between now and when I would be working in high schools, so who knows? Maybe things will calm down a bit between now and then.

Also, as a tangentially related side note, it sort of cracks me up to imagine what those hyperactive paranoid parents would think if they knew that some of their kids (*coughs and raises hand*) were probably writing similarly raunchy -- if not even raunchier -- fic than their teachers. I can't decide if they would write it off as kids being kids or if they would freak out even worse because they would see it as the big bad internets corrupting their precious babies.

Thoughts from you, internets? I know at least a couple of flisters have talked about teaching, but this could possibly reach out into more career fields than that.







"No pressure, no diamonds..." -- Thomas Carlyle


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So, internets, remember how I mentioned that Le Boyfriend and I have acquired a kitten (that my neighbors are currently petsitting)? And how I said I would post pictures? Welp, here they are!

'That's twice this month that you've slipped deadly nightshade into my tea and run off' 'Three times!'... )

So that's Le Boyfriend's and my new kitty, circa 10ish weeks old (if my neighbor's estimate of her age was correct). I know my RL posts on here can be kind of dull, but hopefully the adorable bb!kitty kind of makes up for it. In terms of fandom, work is slowly (but surely) continuing on my GK/AI crossover and [livejournal.com profile] mcl4r3n should be getting back from traveling soon so the vamp!fic will also (hopefully) be coming out of hiatus sometime this week. Stay tuned!


"By words the mind is winged..." -- Aristophanes


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There's a real post coming, I promise, but first I want to describe what just happened because it was weird enough that I want to immortalize it for posterity.

Basically, I was sitting around writing, answering email, etc. when Le Boyfriend wandered in and started cracking up right when he was about to say something to me.

Me: *quirks eyebrow at him without looking up from screen*
Le Boyfriend: Robot vampire buttsnakes from hell.
Me: ...excuse me?
Le Boyfriend: Robot vampire buttsnakes from hell *starts cracking up again*

So I lower my laptop screen and just stare at him and, just when I'm thinking that he might have finally snapped and could conceivably kill me in my sleep, he explains.

Le Boyfriend: It's this phrase that just popped into my head that I know I've heard from somewhere, I just can't remember where. I'm pretty sure it was something you introduced me to, actually.
Me: ...[Le Boyfriend], what the fuck?
Le Boyfriend: Oh wait, it was that web comic! Two Lumps! That's where it's from.

It turns out he was talking about this.

This is what I have to live with every day. Never a dull moment, I swear.

The moral of the story: Web comics can be funny in context, but they can be even funnier out of context. Also, this is what happens when you date a crazy person.

And one more thing, just to cement the utter pointlessness of this post: Even though I'm pretty sure I've done this one before in some other incarnation, here's a meme I gacked from [livejournal.com profile] eiirene:

So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool

Some of these...Idek, y'all )

That's all for now, stay tuned for another (more substantial) post with what I'm hoping will be a nice surprise for some of you in it. In the mean time, feel free to go back and stare at this picture.

You're welcome.


"You can't test courage cautiously..." -- Annie Dillard


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Howdy doo, internets, just dropping in to do a quick meme that I stole from at least two different people on my flist (for now, we'll blame [livejournal.com profile] muthine since hers was the one I saw the most recently):

My freakishly huge, unstylish bag )

Aaaand The contents of my freakishly huge, unstylish bag (with handy dandy labels) )

I also wanted to get in a brief gloat about my grades, since I just figured out what they are right now (mid-semester).

Abnormal Psych: 98

Behavioral Dynamics of Sport and Exercise: 94

Undergraduate Research Methods: 92 (this one was a shock, I thought I was fucked considering all the TONS AND TONS OF MATH that goes on in this class)

Intro. to Sociology: 86

The Sociology grade would be higher if I hadn't made a stupid mistake on the test (we're allowed to hand in a comment sheet if we think the prof wrote a bad question for the chance to get credit back -- I forgot and wrote the comments on the test itself, which we wound up being allowed to take with us). Otherwise? Definite cause to celebrate (by procrastinating on my assignments for this week and finishing the first part of the crossover fic).

THAT IS ALL. See my previous post for a lulzy story of some jackass's failed attempt to bootleg American Idiot.


"I am I plus my circumstances..." -- Jose Ortega y Gasset


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Someone tried to record American Idiot from third(ish) row center orchestra section. As in approximately ten feet (tops) away from the stage.

No, really.

'Tried' being the key word, of course (Gerard was having none of that bullshit).


I actually cringed away from my computer screen from the sheer, overwhelming secondhand embarrassment. Some people...*facepalm* (amusing side note: Le Boyfriend has christened the guy responsible for this as "Dipshit McFucknuts". Apt name is definitely fucking apt).

In other news, today is Le Boyfriend's birthday and so we're actually de-hermiting out of our apartment to go out to dinner \o/ Also, I just have one scene left to write (and the usual nitpicking) and the first part of my GK/AI crossover is good to go! Expect it sometime in the next 48 hours.


"What is easy is seldom excellent..." -- Samuel Johnson



ETA: Le Boyfriend was telling me about a kid in one of the classes he student teaches -- more specifically, meeting with this kid's mom earlier tonight at the school's open house. The kid's mom tells Le Boyfriend that her son is big into military things and that she's trying to get him to read more in general.

Guess why Le Boyfriend told me about this. Go on, guess.

I wound up writing down a list of six or seven books (including GK and OBA), including mentioning that a couple of them had T.V. or movie adaptations, for Le Boyfriend to give to this kid's mom (or the kid himself). I just wanted to note down for posterity that my rampant geekery actually served a productive, educational purpose, since I'm pretty sure this counts as one of the signs of the apocalypse.
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There is a distinct possibility that a certain green-eyed Texan a) might be coming back to T.V. and b) doing so in a police uniform.

My reaction thus far:

When does it start?!

So, what do y'all think? I know I've sat through some otherwise crappy stuff because he was in it (Shall We Dance?, anyone?) so I'm all for it, but some among you might be less patient than me.

(I'm a compulsive Law & Order (and SVU) addict, this wouldn't be the first ridiculous cop drama I've watched)

Or, for those among you who are just as intrigued as I am, please feel free to drool in the comments over the glorious mental picture this pilot proposes.

ETA: Also tossing in this meme that I gacked from [livejournal.com profile] spirited_lizard

Post a sentence (or two or a paragraph) from as many of your WIPs as you want, with no explanation attached.

I have three in progress...(warning: one includes domestic violence) )


"Liberation is not deliverance..." -- Victor Hugo


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So Thursday was a pretty shitty day, yesterday was mostly just boring, and then today has been awesome. What is my life.

First of all, the American Idiot T-shirt I ordered for myself a while back finally came in the mail (took them long enough)! My only regret is that, in hindsight, I should've bought one at the show and had Stark sign it while I was still wearing it *___*

I swear that sounded less creepy in my head...

Also, [livejournal.com profile] jean_iris showed me an awesome video of Paweł speaking with a Russian accent and generally being a sexy beast:

Aaaaand there goes my attention span for the rest of the day... )

Furthermore, happy (belated) birthday to [livejournal.com profile] my_hanzatsu and [livejournal.com profile] ladyseraph_756! I'm sorry I fail so hard at birthdays, y'all *hugs* I hope they were good ones.

And finally, [livejournal.com profile] mcl4r3n and I got more Starsgard vampire!AU done!

Title: Clean Cut All-American (Really Ain't So Clean) (Part 3/6)
Authors: [livejournal.com profile] emerald_skies and [livejournal.com profile] mcl4r3n
Summary: In which Alex (and the rest of us) learn a bit about the maker who started it all (and more bickering like an old married couple ensues).

The next morning, Alex shuffles into the kitchen in a borderline-instinctive search for coffee.... )

Stay tuned for the first part of my GK/AI crossover, I just have to figure out what to do with a couple of extra snippets I thought up that offer a bit of backstory.


"Your best teacher is your last mistake..." -- Ralph Nader


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Let me tell you, internets, 2010 has been an interesting year now that I think about it in hindsight.

I joined the most incredible, friendly, inclusive, talented, and generally all-around awesome fandom I've ever seen (Ilu, fellow Generation Kill fangirls)

I started really fangirling for Stark and actually met him in the span of this year -- he was the first famous person I ever met who wasn't a politician.

I hit a milestone birthday (and still feel 18 in my head in spite of it).

I (co)wrote the longest piece of fanfiction I've ever done anything for in all 7 years of fandom (Ilu [livejournal.com profile] mcl4r3n)

I met some of you irl for the first time in many, many years of LJing. Now I know why others of you talk about how awesome it is to meet each other :D

Plus a whole bunch of other things. And most of you who read this thing on a semi-regular basis were right there with me for it. I just wanna say before this year winds to a close (pretend some of y'all aren't in timezones where it's next year already) that I love every single one of you and thank you for not laughing me and my ramblings off the internet. I'd be lost without y'all, but you know this already <3

And so, while I get all the coding for my remaining NYC pictures sorted out, I propose a NYE dance party!


At some point, there will be a break to bust out some champagne and count the celebratory gunshots. Yeeha?


"Literature is news that stays news..." -- Ezra Pound



P.S. - Can anyone tell me what the deal is with this New Year's performance the Idiot cast is supposed to be doing? Wheres (as in channels) and whens would be especially helpful, this is relevant to Le Boyfriend's and my interests.
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BREAKING NEWS: Evidently, Yahoo is shutting down Delicious.com (aka the bookmarking site I know a few of you use). Those of y'all with accounts might wanna consider backing up your shit ASAP.


Today was the first Thursday in quite sometime in which I didn't have to wake up at 6 a.m. (for my godawful 7 a.m. lab class). I actually got to sleep until noon, I was so happy I almost cried. Which might possibly be a sign of how stressed I've been recently. *ahem*

All right, so, I've worked out some possible dates/times for the Die Mommie Die watch post in [livejournal.com profile] stark_sands (details here for those who didn't know/forgot). I'm posting them here first so a fresh pair of eyes can tell me if there's anything wrong with these dates/times before I make a poll out of them and post to the comm itself. I don't see any problems, but I could easily be missing something.

Here be ideas )

This is also, of course, assuming I don't fail horribly at timezone conversions...

Also, in the midst of procrastinating on my NYC packing, I've been kicking around the possible idea of a Starsgard vampire AU (something about Alex playing a vampire on T.V. but Stark actually being one amuses me immensely). So, fellow fangirls; good idea? Horrible idea? Or should I just shut up, get off the internet, and pack my shit?


"Words are but pictures of our thoughts..." -- John Dryden



P.S. - Forgot to mention that I went to see Voyage of the Dawn Treader avec Le Boyfriend the other day. A few things:

1) I think Edmund is doomed to be gangly and awkward in perpetuity. I wonder if the actor is really like that or if it's just spectacular acting.
2) Eustace was far more enjoyable after he foolishly touched the huge, suspicious pile of gold.
3) I couldn't help but notice that Ben Barnes was trying subtly to morph into Aragorn. It was the hair and the mysterious disappearance of his Spanish-esque accent, I think.
4) There should be some law against having people who aren't Eddie Izzard doing the voice of Reepicheep.

P.P.S. - TWO DAYS UNTIL NEW YORK hfjkslhjfkrlshjgkljdksgnjrdhjliwouiohrkmnvmlkdh
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Today, I discovered that one of the wireless networks nearby is named "2nd Amendment". I can't decide if I should find these people and befriend them or if I should be slightly concerned. Um.

ANYWAY. This is going to actually be a fairly packed post, so it's time for list format!

1) First, have a meme that I snagged from [livejournal.com profile] britticism

1.) Put your iTunes on shuffle.
2.) For each question, press the next button to get your answer.

Fascinating, I know... )

2) Secondly, have a multi-part comment!fic that spawned in my last post (because [livejournal.com profile] theburningdoll and [livejournal.com profile] jean_iris are horrible, horrible enablers).

Title: A Picture Is Worth 1,000 Words
Author: [livejournal.com profile] emerald_skies
Pairing: Starsgard (naturally)
Rating: PG-ish (bad language)
Summary: After he gets a new camera, PJ takes a picture, talks too much, and finds out that there's a lot of truth to a certain old saying.

Part 1 (PJ & Pawel) )

Part 2 (PJ & Stark) )

Part 3 (Stark/Alex) )

3) A Pawel picspam because I can (thanks again to [livejournal.com profile] jean_iris) WARNING: Put down any food/drinks before entering this cut, your airways will thank you )

That's it for right now (I'm being mindful of character limits). Stay tuned for more Batfic and, provided nothing disastrous happens, a Glee post either late tonight or early tomorrow. Also, depending on how hellish my schoolwork gets this week, my SPN reaction post might surface soon. I might even get those up before the next one airs *headscreen*


"Life is a lively process of becoming..." -- Douglas MacArthur



P.S. - I just found this hilariously awesome music video on Youtube that I wanted to share with y'all )
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Happy Thanksgiving, internets (even to those of you who don't celebrate it). For lack of any fic or other interesting things to post, I give y'all this:

In which the Idiots play the Macy's parade (and certain cast members look particularly adorable) )

I'm still boggling that I get to go see this in less than a month. LESS THAN A MONTH thrjkdlgjkfdlgjk



Off to resume clogging my arteries and yelling at the T.V. (ahh college football) \o/


"We fear the thing we want the most..." -- Robert Anthony




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