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I am considering the possibility of going, because sometimes it is good for me to get out of my routine in a place that is familiar and full of joy. That there is no wait list has been a major, major temptation for a while now. My only problem is that I am probably too full of anxiety to make a post to the comm asking if anyone has any space in their room open for another roommate.

Thus: do any of you? Do you know anyone who does whom you can vouch for not secretly being an axe murderer?

I'm still going back and forth over the whole thing, but my decision would be easier if I knew I didn't have to pay the full cost of a hotel room on my lonesome.

(Okay, there is a second problem of not having covered last year's gambling debts, but I'm sure any day now I will get on that. . . . Any day now.)
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Other souvenirs from Chicago: the flu. Whee. I'm finally starting to feel better and am able to eat real food again, if by real food one means PB&J and cereal.

I'm slowly catching up on things, but the keyword there is slowly.

To people subscribing/friending me from VVC: Do you post most of your content to DW or LJ? Most of mine is at Dreamwidth, but I do crosspost some entries.

Other leftover messages from VVC: Has anyone left a blue sweater in the back of my car? It wasn't [personal profile] celli's and [personal profile] deepad had sat in the front at that point. I'm thinking it belongs to someone from the grocery run. If not, I guess I'll be taking this question to the VVC LJ comm.

Also, [personal profile] jmtorres, we had the hotel calculate your part of the room, and I have the leftover cash. I'll send you it via money order at some point when I can make it to the post office? This is one of those times it would probably be a good idea to own checks.
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Today we have the Field Museum, and then at some point we're headed back home. I'll try to catch up on comments some time in the next few days.

There are a bunch of things I want to link, but this is the one that shouldn't wait: Don't Let the Bedbugs Bite (alternately: at AO3) by [personal profile] the_wanlorn is an adorable B.A./Murdock fic with stealth cuddling and forced hotel bed sharing and Murdock making sure B.A. isn't eaten by monsters. I'll say again: BEST. GIRLFRIEND. EVER.

Now to pack, because we leave in less than an hour and my stuff is scattered eeeeverywheeeere.


Aug. 5th, 2010 07:07 am
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Going to Chicago! [personal profile] lizfu should be here in a bit (she is running late, but that is good, because it gives me time to fuck around on the internet and wake up more), at which point I will feed her leftover tacos, and then we'll hit the open road. And by hit the open road, I mean go straight to the nearest filling station and buy tons of tea and other forms of caffeine.

Various people have posted about being open to awesome sexual shenanigans over con. I am not open to such things (see: having a girlfriend; still ridiculously happy about that), but I am open to awesome platonic cuddling shenanigans. If you are looking for a cuddle buddy during premieres or someone volunteering drunk back-rubs during Club Vivid or someone willing to play with your hair while watching A-Team Saturday night, I am probably the person you are looking for!

Also, I am bringing a copy of Risk just in case I find someone willing to play it. If you would like to pit your armies against mine, I will totally make time for that.

For people attempting to find me: I've got black glasses, silver studded earings, and very short brown hair. It usually starts out the day somewhat spiky and then falls over as time progresses. I'm also ridiculously pale. Maybe there are twelve other people who will fit this very description, but past that, I recommend peering at con badges! If nothing else so someone else will join me in my shameful habit of looking like I am staring at strange places on people's bodies as I attempt to make out what the text on a badge says from across the room.


Okay, time to brush my teeth, toss my toiletries in a bag, and lug everything I'm taking out to the car.
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Before anything else of note tomorrow (today), I am going to finally give in and buy sleepphones. Yes, crickets, ILU, too, but I would love you more if I could sleep. I'm not placing all of the blame on you! (A lot of it is me!) Just enough of it that I am finally willing to spend the money.


I am probably going to end up finishing my Casfest at VVC. This is a terrible idea, but I know it's what's likely to actually happen.

My one act of responsibility is this attempt to line up a beta now rather than at the last minute: is anyone willing to beta what is likely going to end a gen (with hints of het? maybe? I am still working out the kinks on this part) Castiel fic on the seventh with turnaround by the eighth? The last day of posting is travel and no internet access for me.


Speaking of VVC and Chicago, [personal profile] lizfu, do you know what you want to do after the Field Museum on Monday, before we head home?

I am thinking any of the following: aquarium, planetarium, wandering around the park, delicious chocolate things off the Magnificent Mile (the place begins with a G? I think?), cheesecake at Eli's, Mitsuwa, amazing Chicago pizza, lots of cappucino at any of a dozen places, the Museum of Science and Industry, staring at the lake.

Feel free to shoot down any of those/suggest your own. We can also do any of those, depending on what time we get in, on Thursday before the cupcake run.


The thing I dislike about houses is they make settling sounds in the night, leaving you to wonder if that was a footstep on a creaking board, or just the house, playing games with your very tired mind. Not cool, house. Not cool.


Tell me about your day! Mine was surprisingly, ridiculously fabulous after I got the first three quarters over with. *waves hands happily*

And now to poke at the internet while considering the futility of another attempt at sleep.
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Still sick, but feeling so much better than yesterday. Don't expect too much coherency from this entry, because when I am sick I tend to ramble and go wherever my tired brain takes me.

All the same, my weekend was great, because CHICAGO. )

The most terrible thing about my Chicago trip (other than coming back ill) was that I somehow managed to gain two more fic for my SPN wip folder. For those of you keeping track, that means it's at nineteen now. I blame Madelyn and her enabling ways.


[personal profile] sarken (and many people before her) pointed out that you can link to your AO3 as a username at Dreamwidth with the format user="username" site="archiveofourown.org". It appears like so: [archiveofourown.org profile] tuesday Is that not the coolest thing?

Other cool things going down include a giant non-fandom friending meme.


Three SPN recs (fic quotes have spoilers for seasons four and five) )
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First, happy birthday, [personal profile] jmtorres! (Well wishes from the future, because I understand what with these timezone things, for you, it's not actually your birthday yet.)


My back suddenly is in agony. It hurt a little earlier, but it wasn't anything like this. I not only hurt so much that I'm near-vomiting levels of nauseous (I'm hoping to keep the aspirin I took down, but it is not necessarily a manageable prospect at this point), but I've also suddenly reached the involuntary tears levels of pain. If I did not think it would wake my neighbors/get them to call the cops on me, I would engage in some screaming to see if it helped. At least I have a heating pad. I'm wondering if this is a redux of last week's back pain or what.

Point being: if anyone has anything in the next few hours they think would distract me/SPN recs/what-have-you, please, please point me to them, because I am in serious need of a mental diversion. Writing is not happening like this.


Chicago was really awesome, the opera not so much. Actual write-up of my weekend when I am not in horrible agony.


eta: Cut for TMI )

I think it bears repeating: fuck my life.
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I've made a new Dreamwidth comm! [community profile] genspn.

Does what it says on the box. Feel free to go poke it, make suggestions, and tell me and [personal profile] lizfu what we should do with it/offer yourself in [personal profile] lizfu's place in pity because I dragooned her into modding with me. I'm leaving for Chicago within the hour (it is a less than four hour drive, but extra time in case of emergencies = <3), so don't break anything while I'm gone!


Last night I had to drive through heavy rain and an accident site. I'm hoping today's driving will be somewhat less harrowing. Yesterday, a Muse and a Shakira CD were acquired for the trip, so it should be fun.


There are a lot of things I have up in my tabs to link to, but I'll leave you for now with just a link to [personal profile] lizfu's amazing, amazing crack art dump. She always makes the best things.

The Sam geeking out over the pegacorn picture comes from our discussion of what should be included in my overly ambitious book of AUs fic, which she posited should have a high fantasy AU "with elves and pointy ears and shit" and also pegacorns (what happens when a unicorn and a pegasus decide to have tiny adorable babies), leading to my writing down:

Castiel & Dean: . . .
Sam: This is seriously bad-ass!

And then she drew it, because she is awesome like that.

Other notes for the book of AUs created last night include a boy band AU that I will be blaming on [personal profile] cimorene:
Castiel: Some women came and covered me in glitter. Were they the make-up girls?
Sam: . . . We don't have make-up girls.
Castiel: . . . I'd wondered why they insisted I take off my shirt for further glitter application.
Dean: You are so ending up on TMZ again.
Sam: Tell me you didn't take off your pants this time.
Castiel: . . . That would be a lie.

I'm hoping my visit with [livejournal.com profile] svmadelyn will be anywhere near as productive.
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This Saturday I'll be in Chicago hanging out with [livejournal.com profile] svmadelyn. Is anyone interested in catching dinner with us?


I'm currently trying to decide if I want to go to Con.txt. Are any of you going? Anyone with an open hotel space? Reasons why I absolutely shouldn't miss it? Reasons why I should wait two more years for it to come around again?


[livejournal.com profile] lassiterfics has a post about if Supernatural were genderswapped: wherein the "rehymenated" line would actually make sense (LJ). I would watch the hell out of that show.

You Know That's Right, a Gus/Shawn ficathon of awesome.

Tin Soldier by [livejournal.com profile] unoshot (LJ). I've had this on my to-rec list for a week. It's gen case fic and makes some really awesome use of repetition. I love the relationships between Dean and Sam, Sam and Castiel, and Castiel and Dean in this.

I haven't read the fic this illustrates, but this Dean/Castiel picture (LJ, NSFW) by [livejournal.com profile] leyna is absolutely gorgeous.

[livejournal.com profile] zelempa is making a comic adaptation (LJ) of Speranza's Interrogation.
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The only thing that makes me feel better about being up at five a.m. Chicago time is that it is six a.m. Indiana time. Let's not look at the fact that I went to bed at midnight. Having a drink last night was a mistake. I always wake up Really Damn Early whenever I have any alcohol. I suspect VVC will be experienced in a state of near-constant sleep deprivation. [eta: I was right.]

It may (will definitely) be worth it. [eta: And right again.]

My poor roommates may have been woken with my rummaging around in the dark. I really hope not. My first attempt to grab shoes, my purse, and quietly sneak out met with two failures. One, no matter how gently I eased the door, it makes a very, very loud click as the lock engages. Two, I stole someone else's sandals. [eta: I later discovered they were [profile] cherryice's.] I had to go back in, necessitating two more giant clicks, and resorted to using my phone as a very dim flashlight so there was no more accidental thievery.

And this, after my first impression to [personal profile] thirdblindmouse was likely of a frazzled babbling person, because man do I get like that when tired, and I woke up at three yesterday, but only wandered to the hotel room for sleeping at eleven-something.

For those of you who didn't go on the great fangirl Chicago outing yesterday, it was awesome. For those who did, you already know. Highlights included Millenium Park, Ghirardelli Chocolates (and the both best and most terrible cappucino--hot, amazing; cold, an abomination unto caffeine), and [Bad username or unknown identity: svmadelyn site=]'s favorite pizza place (the name of which, as ever, escapes me).

There are a number of people I need to add from the trip, and I still need to add back most of the people I trimmed from my f-list in preparation of visiting Japan, so I suspect the next several days is going to be some sort of adding frenzy for me.

Also! It's slowly come to my attention (very slowly; sometimes I just do not pay that much attention) that hey, some of you whose DW I follow are still only posting to LJ. I didn't take you off because I didn't want to read you! I just thought I wouldn't be reading you twice, not that I suddenly wouldn't be reading you at all. Working to correct that.
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I don't know if a computer store has ever filled me with more frothing rage than Fry's. I really don't. I held a great deal of rage for Best Buy, but at least I got it back eventually in working order and when they had it they could tell me where it was and what was being done to it.

I've finally delegated talking to them to my willing (but growing ever less so) mother, because my sympathy for people in any service industry is drowning in a frothy sea of rage. And even my mother, one of the sweetest, most upbeat people I know is beginning to sound like they are sucking out their soul and has become a force for the campaign to Never Buy From Fry's. A warranty is no good if it means that when it is broken, you give it to them and never see it again.

(For those who are only just joining the saga of The Pretty Monster and Its Capture by Fry's, the Pretty Monster first went in in mid or early May. It has been long enough I don't rightly remember.)


In more cheering things, I forgot to mention, but [livejournal.com profile] hng_deathmatch has finished! Lots of delicious fic to read. I managed to mix things up and defaulted in Round Two, but that life for you. It was fun while it lasted. I'm really hoping that at some point in the future, we can all play again.

At some point, I will clean up some of the mistakes made on my entry in round one while madly dashing it out, having realized the first deadline was only five hours away. It'll be re-posted on my fic journal, but I'll probably mention it here for anyone curious.


I know I already asked about people going to VVC, but more specifically, will there be anyone in Chicago tomorrow (Thursday) around eleven-ish nine/ten-ish interested in brunch breakfast? Also, if anyone is, do you have any recommendations? I'm thinking the West Egg or Original Pancake House, but I am always open to new things. My only restriction is vegetarian, and breakfast-y foods are very good to me that way.

eta: I have plans for noon/afternoon! \o/ Obviously I still want to grab breakfast-y type foods with anyone interested, but it will have to be actual breakfast.
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My desktop, though found, is still not all hooked up, but--

The computer people did lie to me again, this time being a good lie. Four days ago, they said my regular laptop would be done in ten days. For keeping the exploding rage behind my left eye and not hurling it at the poor tech guy on the phone still waiting for the parts to arrive from the company, the universe rewarded me with him calling again yesterday to say it was finally fixed.

Of course, on the way to pick it up, I discovered the wheel bearing has some Issues since the pothole waiting as a trap of malicious intent on the way back from Chicago. Yay for having a computer, because I won't be going anywhere until my car is returned. Fortunately, I know better than to send it to the place that kept it for two months. This time, it is going to the local, non-dealership guy who managed to fix the last problem and return it in a couple days. I am keeping my fingers crossed that the same can happen again.

Other than all of that, I have been very uninteresting while forcibly away from the internet. I've been writing, went to Taste of Chicago with good friends, and dealing with allergy concerns. More about Taste of Chicago (and some very tasty restaurants) to follow.

What have the rest of you been up to?
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Chicago people:

Anyone want to join me and [personal profile] norabombay on June 6th (yes, the day after I get back) for trying to see Neil Gaiman at the Chicago Tribune Printers Row Lit Fest? Tickets (which are free) will be available at the library an hour before the event, so I was planning on hanging out about an hour and a half before they start distributing them. The event's at twelve, which would put me there at 9:30 a.m. If we can't get tickets, I am sure we can figure something else out.


Has anyone ever used vet-prescribed anti-anxiety medicine on their pets? How well has it worked? We'll be applying ours to kitty once we're back (because it's a long-term thing that will need to be applied every day). He will likely need it even more then. He'll be returning from the boarding place, chock-full of being over-socialized with strangers and under-socialized with people who love him, plus the usual abandonment issues whenever we leave for more than a day.

I'm supposed to have dinner with my dad tonight, I still need to call [personal profile] lizfu, and I am kind of feeling run down. I just want to curl up with my kitty forever. On the plus side, I leave for the airport in roughly thirty-six hours.


A couple nifty links blatantly stolen from my lists:
Down for everyone or just me? Answering a question I often wonder.

Decoding the Subtext "Decoding the Subtext is a series of essays which exam each of the Sherlock Holmes stories for homoerotic subtext." Eventually, I am going to curl up with all my Sherlock Holmes and make my way through this.


Two vid recs for my enduring love of Toshiko:
Steady As She Goes
Torchwood, Tosh/Everyone.

Wild Hope
Tosh ;______; (Spoilers through the S2 finale of Torchwood and also the S5 finale of Doctor Who)


Two Star Trek fic recs:
Earth Kids Are Assholes
Summary: Spock and Kirk make friends while bleeding. So exactly what happened, except they're in grade school. AU. Gen.
I think in addition to my love of Kirk/Spock/Uhura, Spock/Uhura, and any sort of Sulu fic, I am developing a minor gleeful obsession with Kirk & Spock gen friendship fic.

Oh Two Hundred
Excerpt: "I'm working on it," she said, already thinking of how to explain transporter technology to someone who might not know what it was in a language she had thought dead not two hours ago.
I want to draw hearts around Uhura's face forever.

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