Brave in Bed

My ten minute paper on how I write poems (and most other things)

( step one: get a box )


( and what my prof said )

Utter shock and glee.

as for the poem she mentions, I stick here yes.

( Adrienne Rich's The Burning of Paper Instead of Children )

Slower reading with paper due dates on the horizon. The moment I have a chance to procrastinate without guilt, I will read with delight all the october goodies popping up on the flist.

Reading a few of the bigger stories, it took all I had not to just quote all of it, as if to say, read the damn thing and be gleeful. The Apple Tree, that req I just would not read for the longest time because everyone was reading it and ... somebody should've kicked me, honestly.


( NCIS: He's not really God you know )

( FF7: I don't care if there are fireflies, meteor showers or Odin himself )

( FF7: Pick a materia, Vincent )

( FF7: Zack said they were 'leveling up' )

( Blade: Can I still call you Daddy? )

( Harry Potter: This latest encounter had been a success )

( Harry Potter: I don't trust anyone not to hurt me )

( Harry Potter: Yeah, you said that plenty of times already )

( Harry Potter: But I like teasing you )

two more weeks of semi charmed freedom, the charmed part being the delusion of freedom. Ignore the pile of administrative paperwork waiting for me. Comfort seems my thing today.


( NCIS/Criminal Minds: And I'm not sure what's more frightening-- )

( BTVS: A little help would be nice )

( DC: Absence makes the heart grow fonder? )

( Transformers: Tea party! )

( Ouran: I didn't agree to be your plaything either )

( HP: I liked this pair! )

( HP: After all, it isn't me who is allergice to poppy petals )

( HP: Japanese Rope bondage. Kill Hermione. White Queen fellating Black Bishop. )

( NCIS: Shut up and spread your legs more, DiNozzo )

( Blog: For I had a major in Trombone, with a minor in SUCK )

( Merlin: the big bad sorcerer is forcing you )

( BTVS: A very pretty picture, indeed )

The heat wave is subsiding a little and I can remain online for more than an hour without having my thighs burn off. Yes, I am aware laptops are not ment for laps. Still, my poor baby.

Also, mildly disturbed by the shifting views of childhood favourites. First it was Calvin and Hobbes, now Where the Wild Things Are... a bit of a trainwreck, but so pretty to read.

( Star Trek Reboot: Furbomb XXII - This Animal Is On A Limited Nutrient Diet by Captain's Order )

( Where The Wild Things Are: We'll eat you up... we love you so )

( Star Trek Reboot: But so help me Jesus if you break his heart I'll hunt you down and bake your balls in a pie )

( Harry Potter: Ennervate! )

( FF7: Maybe we'll be able to sneak off during the march and grab a quickie behind a tree )

( BTVS/Torchwood: google-fu )

( Star Trek Reboot: And he might've, maybe, kinda, sorta told Sulu about the jerks from security that bothered Pavel )

( Harry Potter: Crickey, here we see the Snape in his natural habitat )

( Harry Potter: I believe that was called recruiting )

Caveat Lector, this was a kink oriented workshop.

( topping without tools )

I need to post more frequently if I'm going to be reading large amounts of fic. I blame Star Trek XI and the vast amounts of time now available to me. It's like discovering star wars fic right after TPM, an explosion of writing and reading.

( star trek xi: do you promise not to be an insufferable twat about it? )

( star trek xi: kobayashi maru: bring it on. )

( HP: I'm a Potions master )

( HP/BTVS: Join the thirteenth century and use a goddamn stake! )

( star trek xi: what the Vulcan quivalent of 'oh, baby, do me harder' is )

( gundam wing: I don't have to fear evil. I fear my damn pilot! )

( FF7: His SOLDIER boys loved their tie-up games )

( FF7: Banana no! )

( FF7: that training starts with handcuffs and lots of screaming )

( SG-1/Highlander: This is all I've got! Of course I'm bloody in! )

( HP: well that shut her up, now didn't it? )

( BTVS: Mind if I'm between you and the mattress? )

( BTVS/SPN: Why you like my girly ass brother )

with google notebook no longer being updated, I had to switch over to ubernotes this month. Not sure if I like it yet, but it doesn't do funny formatting to my quotations and lists the url and time of reading, so I'll stick with it for a while.

( FF7: the bed was wide enough to comfortably wield an extremely long sword )

( FF7: the finer points of paperwork )

( Criminal Minds: Meg the Moose Whisperer )

( FF7: Just me trying to save the world )

( Criminal Minds/NCIS: I'll let you buy me breakfast )

( HP: I never told anyone at school that I was, well, a bottom )

( NCIS: Tim Hortons. Huh. )


( HP: Snug in his cocoon, Harry fell asleep )


( HP: You have to realize that I scare easy )

Wednesday was a lesson in pharmacology and how to layer one's drugs for least amount of side effects. crossing the border and unwilling to submit to a strip search this time, all my drugs were labelled and ziploc'd and cautiously packed near the top of my bag. ofcourse we were waved through with two questions and a glance at the passports.
i had allergy drugs, a newly acquired puffer, sugar essence pills from the voodoo lady and two types of painkiller, not to mention my usual sleeping pills. I feel like my mother, the drug mule of the family. the drug order was the extra duty allergy pill, followed by the puffer and the sugar pills which worked better than the puffer. during the ride down, there was a minor discussion why midol works better than tylenol: it is tylenol, but with an espresso shot worth of caffeine and a magical pms drug to keep us womenfolk from killing the token males in the vehicle.
hurray for confined spaces in resetting the matriarchy.

Thursday, after an hour or two in the pre-register line up, the shauna and I had a lovely tour of the convention center while someone tried to find the first aid room. thankfully, since I was having trouble breathing, they were quick about it and I had an oxygen sat meter attached to my thumb within ten minutes.
That sucking vortex of a drowning sensation in my chest was not lack of oxygen, but the mucus pushing its way out of my chest. One minor panic attack while the paramedics weren't telling me that (hundred percent oxygen saturation plus drowning sensation plus an ash that only did half a biology degree equals panicking), an awesome shauna that brought me the good shit the pharmacists hide behind the counter and I was out for the evening.
I have no more recollection of thursday night beyond that. This might be a good thing.

Did I mention the box of wires and electronics that Steve brought? Between the two of us, we could hook up our laptops to the tvs and the external drives and gloriously watch youtube videos until our eyes popped out. I did this thursday when I stayed at the hotel coughing civilizations out of my lungs. I also finished watching Princess Tutu in all its second season, fifteen minute episodic glory. What is it with the shoujo magical girl series when I'm sick? maybe a hope that the repetitive transformation sequences will medicate me in a way no drug ever could. yes. that's it.

shoujo magical girl series and Super Mario World. These things got me through the weekend.
The first, because I couldn't walk anywhere without my lungs escaping, and the second, also because I couldn't walk all over the con without my lungs escaping all over everyone's pretty costumes.
This year, possibly last year too, there were console gaming rooms set up.
A basic one with wii's and xboxs and ps2s, where I don't play any of those games, another for microsoft research and a bunch of xboxs hooked up to projection screens: amusing to watch, but again, no idea of how to play, and the third, the classic console gaming room.
I rejoiced.
I abused my time limits on the original mario games.
I beat the entire Super Mario World game within six hours Saturday, stopping only when they kicked me off the terminal and every four hours for my dose of sudafed and anti-histamines.
Mildly drugged Super Mario World, I rejoiced. The game was muscle memory in my hands, translated to the curved controller. The secret areas, the extra keys to unlock new paths, the patterns of attack for each koopa boss, I knew it all.
The shauna was appalled that I would sacrifice Yoshi to continue the battle and reach secret levels. Something about killing one's best friend to succeed in life. I muttered something about smothering one's best friend in the middle of the night. The shauna is a bed hog and we'll make no mention of saturday night/sunday morning. censorship, yeah let's call it that.

The classic console volunteers were likely sick of me by sunday, so I laid off beating the red world portion of Super Mario World and watched the finales of Rock Band 2. Best part of that was the winning band, Less than Pi, and their encore piece of "Won't Get Fooled Again".
I admit, I squealed at the title scroll and their setup of expert levels on all instruments. I also imagined them beating the living snot out of that smug redhead with their guitar controllers.
There were multiple tourneys of various gaming systems. Unfortunate for me, I play no games that involve other people, unless it's a time trial thing. Anyone for myst time trials? Provided the game does not crash?

Still, for a convention I attend for anime, I spent most of my time gaming or watching the gaming. This is my plan for next year, if only to keep me from maiming the eighteen year old fangirls buying yaoi for the first time.


note the first: I am utterly addicted to my one major purchase of the con: The Dissidia soundtrack, in which they remixed final fantasy I through X opening and battle themes and did two versions of the victory fanfare. I don't quite care for the main themes of Dissidia, but the epic ending theme is glorious. I apologize to my girls for babbling your ears off about the deliciousness that is final fantasy remixing. Music geek, me? maybe a little.

school takes over reading schedule yet again.

( KH: Moving or stationary? )


( FFVII: I build it, you break it, I build it again )


( GW: The result of you playing 'Don't Fear the Reaper' )


( BtVS: Essential vitamins and minerals )


( Labyrinth: Woodcut Illustrations )

( HP: Severus Snape's Crash Course on Resisting Interrogation Under Veritaserum )


( HP: Read every word )


( FB/KH: Princesses of Heart on a crusade )


( FFVII: Corrected by sixty-one inches of steel )

my life is sorta mine again. ish.

( FF7: I... am not shiny )

( FF7/FF12: Zack realized that the woman had rabbit ears )

( FF7: God of Chocobos )

( FF7/Gundam Wing: You're not afraid of me at all, Chang, are you? )

( FF7: It'll be a surprise! )

( FF7: Hello Fuckers! )

( FF7: my main role as bodyguard would be to die very noisily and messily )

( Supernatural: You just said that you owned me )

so, I kinda overloading my notetaking program with the amount of quotations, not to mention the labels and crossref of authors and websites for my own usage. I found the binders of printouts from a decade ago when I did not have the ability to favourite everything I read.
I don't think I can find most of those stories any more. Some have disappeared, others have been abandoned and a few authors have scattered due to censorship laws, pulling everything of themselves offline. sigh.

anyways, yay upgrade to notetaking program!

( House: Dr. Robert Chase has just been inducted into the mile high club )

( FF7/Gundam Wing: Wanna hitch a ride? )

( House: Better than a suppository, less invasive than an enema, tastier than a laxative! )

( Die Hard: Eighteen different kinds of health and safety hazards )

( NCIS: Guess I have time to correct your whining problem )

( Gundam Wing: Morning Jog )

( FF7/Stargate: So, what's a chocobo? )

busy week of school and work and allergies.

( NCIS: I asked Gibbs if I could )


( Dexter: At least this is honest )


( Harry Potter: Watch )


( BTVS: One word and you'll go over for me, won't you )

since i'm suppose to be writing a paper due monday, the perversion reading list is being posted now. Half hour early to sunday. Amazing how much I read before a paper's due. Don't suppose I could write about the social causation of kinks instead of T S Eliot? :)

(I managed not to rec any snarry games fic, as I was lame and did not link to the voting page... snarrypalooza quoting when the games are over though)


( BTVS: Can't even think straight with your fingers shoved up my backside )

( HP: Give him an hour and we'll do it again )


( HP: Sorry. Mr. Pervy panty wearer )


( HP: ...spanked him with a large, leather-bound poetry anthology )


( HP: That includes such magics as when idiotic boys turn themselves into cats, and drive their Professors to homicide )

( BTVS: trying to suppress unmanly squeals... )

wasn't really attatched to my computer. Too sunny and glorious outside!

and so, my one read story of the week both summer and my first essay assignment came to town.
freckling and procrastination to continue.

( BTVS/NUMB3RS: I would shoot myself as a show of solidarity for my sleep deprived self )

busy week with school starting up again. I had forgotten how full of bullshit terms literature criticism. TS Eliot tomorrow, yay obscure references that only 4 out of 20 shall know! (I might be one of the four)

oh yeah, daddy!kink and collar!kink lurks.

( Die Hard:Daddy will be home soon and I might let you come then. )


( BTVS/Harry Potter: I hardly think Willow will expect any bowing. She’s much more likely to offer you homemade American chocolate-chip cookies before proceeding to question you ceaselessly about the Wizarding world. )

( Harry Potter: Doesn’t it feel wonderful? )

( BTVS: Your human noises are keepin' me awake )

( Gundam Wing: You are evil incarnate, Quatre )

Spent five hours cleaning up my book collection. I'd forgotten that I had a few copies of Alice in Wonderland and three scribbled in Paradise Lost. hee. School tomorrow! Whee!

( Harry Potter: Not that you would ever be cheeky, would you? )

( BTVS/CSI:Las Vegas: Now that was an unforgettable night. )

( BTVS: Somehow Angel had known the difference, known when he actually meant what he said )

( Harry Potter: And if you're going to break down every time we leave the school, I'm afraid there'll be no more outings for you. )

( Die Hard: How the hell do you have spyware and viruses when you're not even connected to the internet )

( BTVS: Ah.. no, I'm going to kill lots of people )

( FFVII: his impudent little puppy )