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I've changed my title! I've changed my lay-out! I AM BECOMING A NEW ME. One who will be responsible in leaving comments to all the stories I read. One who will actually post regularly in this journal. One who will--


Um, yeah. Right. Anyway. I am at least making an oblig sticky so people wandering through will have a better chance of finding my fic than by navigating my sketchy tagging system.

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99.9% of this journal is public. Feel free to friend me anyway; I will friend back ASAP. I should probably also disclose my horrible, horrible lurking habits here. So...I don't really leave comments all that much. /o\ I'm working on it! One step at a time. Soon I, too, will be a functioning internet person.

Okay, so I have a Dreamwidth invite code. If any of you want it. I don't actually use Dreamwidth, but, you know. I hear it's good?

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Let me know if you use it so I can edit/delete this entry! :)

Wheee, I feel like posting, so I think I'm gonna. This is great, guys! Three weeks before finals, perfect time for a LIVEJOURNAL RENAISSANCE.

I have several items of import! FIRSTLY: This summer I am packing myself off to Washington D.C. to do office work because obviously, doing office work on the West Coast just wasn't cutting it. W/e, w/e, at least this way I am, um, seeing the nation's capital. The important thing is that I have no clue what to do for housing, and the internship is unpaid, so I am pretty much just scouring the internet for the cheapest, least sketchy options. Guys, everyone tells me to rent a dorm from one of the million universities in D.C. BUT I ACTUALLY THINK THAT THIS IS THE BEST, MOST SUCCESSFUL SCAM EVER, OKAY, BECAUSE THOSE PRICES ARE FUCKING INSANE. It's smart, I'll give it that much. Who expects to find cold-blooded corporate profit-mongering within halls of our vaunted higher education system? Not me, hahah. Ha. ha.

:(((


Basically, that was a needlessly long-winded way to ask if any of you guys have tips for navigating the scary rental housing market in DC! I don't think any of you are from D.C... But if you have any tips, please share! I am this close to bunking down in a nice, cozy cardboard box, seriously.

Thing the second! This should go behind a cut, because probably nobody really wants to see a close-up of my ass. ( Collapse )

Anyway, thing the third! I have seriously been jonesing for some robot AUs in the TSN fandom! IT IS SO PERFECT, okay, everyone jokes about Mark being a robot ANYWAY, is all I'm saying. THERE IS A HUGE VOID HERE WHICH NEEDS TO BE FILLED. Just think about it for a moment. Mark being a complete fail at human interactions! He's actually justified this time! Wardo forcing him to go to regular tune-ups and shit, and Mark would be all, "m'fine, Wardo, and I'm a robot anyway, so they could just build another model if something happens" and Wardo making puppyeyes until Mark gives in. And Mark gradually beginning to have FEELINGS, okay.

His system skips slightly when Wardo smiles at him! Why do the sensors in his shoulder seem to start misfiring when Wardo lays his hand on it? Why is it so easy for Mark's voice recognition programs to pick up Wardo from a thousand feet away when other people barely even register for him? Mark is so confused! Clearly there is something wrong with his programming! And then he tries to fix himself, but NOTHING WORKS.

Ahhhh, okay, I am just enamored by this idea. Seriously needs to be written. :D? :D?

Oh god, just typing that subject heading MAKES ME SO SAD. piecesof_reeses, what have you done with your life? Four months and change have gone by with nary a peep in the world of livejournal, and what do you have to show for it?

Well.

Not much, really.

Actually, mostly I just came on here to rant because honestly, having 100+ tabs on Firefox is not something my non-fandom friends can really relate to. Shocker. But no, okay, seriously, my Firefox browser has been in a state of near mutiny for MONTHS, sputtering and freezing and crashing, oh my god. I know how to stop it! I have the key! I know what I must do. But it's just so hard, dammit. I bookmark twenty fucking fics one day on Delicious. And then I resurface again, from a haze of schoolwork and midterms and gross shrimp Ramen (that's like, my LEAST FAVORITE flavor and it's all the student store ever seems to have DDD:), only to find that my tabs have mysteriously multiplied once more to bring me to 100+ tabs.

No, I know what this is. You don't have to tell me. This pattern of abuse, this cycle of dependency. I NEED TO MAKE A STAND. BOOKMARK TEN FICS A DAY. AT LEAST. CHIP DOWN THIS MONSTROSITY, ONE TAB AT A TIME.

..........or at least whine on el-jay a lot about doing it. W/e, w/e, I try to keep my goals realistic, okay.

Um. Yeah. So that's what it's like in my head right now. SO HOW ABOUT 'EM VAMPIRE DIARIES. (Actually, no. Don't tell me. I am so far behind, I am that that kid with the glasses perpetually twenty feet behind the rest of the pack, huffing and puffing and staggering.)

Actually, wait, no, I might have something to talk about. I haven't posted on here for months, dammit, I'm going to keep going until this second wind gives out. LET'S TALK ABOUT THE ENVIRONMENT AND THE GREEN MOVEMENT AND HOW IT IS RACIST. Yeah, I said it. ( Collapse )

Er, that was more pointed than I was expecting.

So, um, I wrote fic! Yeah, I know, right? CRAZY.

But it is my darling chaoticallyclev's birthday, and I thought to myself, "Self. You are one cheap bastard. What should you do for her birthday that would not in fact involve copious amounts of abuse for my bank account?"

And thus, through that very deep and meaningful conversation with my psyche, this was born. Uh. Enjoy?

Title: That One Time in Berlin...
Pairing: Steve/Danny, Elena/Stefan/Damon (established), Kono/Awesomeness
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 7,200 words
Fandom: Hawaii Five-0/The Vampire Diaries (TV) (NO, I KNOW, SHUT UP.)
Warnings: None.
Summary: Hawaii Five-0/Vampire Diaries crossover! Stefan, Elena, and Damon decide to take a vacation.

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So, in the latest installment of NEW AND EXCITING WAYS piecesof_reeses HAS USED TO PROCRASTINATE, and also in the vein of my near-monthly postings on here, I present:

THE REGIONAL DIALECT MEME (gakked from, uh, everyone)



Say These Words: Aunt, Route, Wash, Oil, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, Sure, Data, Ruin, Crayon, Toilet, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Spitting Image, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Syrup, Pajamas, Caught

Now answer these questions:

What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
What is the bug that when you touch it, curls into a ball?
What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?
What do you call gym shoes?
What do you say to address a group of people?
What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining?
What is the thing you change the TV channel with?

Yes, I sound about five. And have a severe problem with speech-fillers and nervous giggles. Um. Please don't hold it against me? I swear I'm not five. :D



Must now somehow stop procrastinating and finish chaoticallyclev's birthday fic! I WILL STAND RESOLUTE. No more shall the internet distract me! I will vanquish the mighty beast (rightaftericheckinceptionwipsonemoretime...)!

HAVE PEOPLE SEEN THIS? WHERE IS THE UPROAR, JESUS CHRIST?

DELICIOUS SHUTTING DOWN

Hah, so you know how I was like, BYE, SEE YOU GUYS IN A MONTH in my last entry (posted approximately five minutes ago)? I lied!

Because this is super fucking important, and I want to devote a separate entry to the issue because goddammit, it's gotten nearly no national news coverage since the first shocking announcement, and it's so frustrating I could scream. So I'm posting it here, even though my flist is minuscule. IF YOU CAN, PLEASE REPOST.

I posted about this earlier, back when the whole mess began, but here are the quick and dirty facts:

Arizona's state legislature passed a bill (HB 2281, to be exact) that would BAN the teaching of ethnic studies in Arizona's public schools. Their rationale? Basically that it promotes white resentment and privileges those pesky little minorities over the white majority. ("Why isn't there a white studies class? Isn't this reverse discrimination?") Here's an excerpt of the exact text of the bill, which is so ridiculous I can hardly even believe this is actual law, now:

9 A. A SCHOOL DISTRICT OR CHARTER SCHOOL IN THIS STATE SHALL NOT INCLUDE
10 IN ITS PROGRAM OF INSTRUCTION ANY COURSES OR CLASSES THAT INCLUDE ANY OF THE
11 FOLLOWING:
12 1. PROMOTE THE OVERTHROW OF THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT.
13 2. PROMOTE RESENTMENT TOWARD A RACE OR CLASS OF PEOPLE.
14 3. ARE DESIGNED PRIMARILY FOR PUPILS OF A PARTICULAR ETHNIC GROUP.
15 4. ADVOCATE ETHNIC SOLIDARITY INSTEAD OF THE TREATMENT OF PUPILS AS
16 INDIVIDUALS.

That's right. Overthrow of the government. Resentment toward a race. Ethnic solidarity.

And I'm not just defending ethnic studies based purely on principle, although I could. The bigger issue is that these ethnic studies classes bring results. Nowhere else in high school curriculum are you going to find an account of history from the perspective of a minority, information about cultural identity that hasn't been pasteurized specifically for white consumption. And reading those books, learning this knowledge, empowers children of color. Because finally, they're the ones being spotlighted. This information is directly relevant to them, to what they see and hear and experience everyday in their households, from their families.

And as a result, they want to learn. This is a class they actually look forward to attending. There are statistics that show their grades, standardized test scores, graduation rates, the whole enchilada, dramatically increasing after they take an ethnic studies course. It rejuvenates their belief in themselves as individuals by giving them belief in themselves as a collective.

Please, please, please, if you can, donate to this organization:

SaveEthnicStudies.Org



There is much more information on their website, all those statistics and everything that I was talking about. This group NEEDS help to fight the legislation. Their ethnic studies class is due to be forcibly ended by December, but they're going to keep fighting. They'll be coming out with a documentary called Precious Knowledge very soon (which I was privileged enough to see a clip of in my college, and it was fantastic), and I believe PBS has bought it, so it should be screening soon.

Okay. That's it. Again, please repost this so more people learn about the issue. Thank you.

♥

Whoa, hey, so it's been almost another month. This is good! Making progress, chug-chug-chugging along. This is like semi-regular posting for me. VICTORY!

So, I've had the three episodes of Sherlock (BBC) uploaded to my desktop for a whiiiiile, and I'm thinking about maybe watching it?

I DON'T KNOW. I need a new fandom to kind of the same degree I need a nice, gaping hole in my head. Thoughts? Mostly I want to know if this is the sort of series that will make me think-y, sad, or gleeful. Because I could use a lot more gleeful right now, in this dark time right before finals.

HEY HEY HEY, also, I have a few thousand words of random Caroline POV (from Vampire Diaries, which y'all should drop everything and watch, right now!) sitting on my hard drive, and I actually have a whole story outlined for it, but...I don't know if I'll have the time/motivation to finish it when I have so much school stuff to do. And it's so STRESSFUL, too, because the show moves so fucking quickly my fic plot was joss-ed, like, three fucking weeks ago, and now I'm getting antsy and uncertain as to whether it's even worth finishing.

WHAT ALL THIS HEMMING AND HAWING AMOUNTS TO IS: Should I post it? As kind of a WIP amnesty thing? I mean, would anyone out there want to read this? At this point, it reads more like a Caroline character study than anything else (although it's supposed to Caroline/Bonnie, and you can definitely tell) BUT THAT IS STILL INTERESTING, RIGHT. I mean, I'm not the only person who's interested in reading a couple thousand words of in-depth Caroline soul-searching, yeah?


...please?

One last thing, before I disappear for another month: I'm beta-ing redorchids's submission for bandomstuffsit, and it is AWESOME OT3 SHENANIGANS between Brendon and Ryan and Spencer, and a;fjewoifjdsj I am so excited! There is accidental spanking, which is apparently a bad thing in her book, which, I'm sorry, but that means her book is very gravely wrong. :(

Okay. So. Wow.

It's been kind of a while, hasn't it? I MISS STANDING ON MY VIRTUAL SOAPBOX AND SCREAMING OUT INTO THE ABYSS. Sorry I've been gone so long. :( Life, you know. And some fucked-up personal issues. But anyway.

VAMPIRE DIARIES! I am completely engrossed in the show again, and it is killing me that I can't watch the latest episode until this afternoon. Stupid midterms. >:( But I've just been torturing myself instead of studying, clicking on ep reactions and then scrolling down really quickly in some sadistic form of skimming that lets me see stuff like "OH SHIT WHAT JUST HAPPENED" and "noooo, Matttttt" and oh my god I hate myself. Why do I do this? I don't even know.

But fuck, that episode is calling out to me.

And also, aj;fwjflkdsj Inception! If anyone's glanced at my delicious, it's pretty clear that fandom has pretty much devoured me alive. And I've enjoyed every bit of it. Arthur! And Eames! And carebears!

...Don't judge me.

So. Um. Still alive! And hopefully will be updating this journal on a semi-regular basis once again. If not, just go to my Delicious. It pretty much reads like my running internal monologue anyway.