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Random stuff makes a post, yeah?

+ I got a mix CD in the mail yesterday from spectralbovine! Woo! New music! ♥

- sadly, I had the most godawful headache last night and couldn't listen to it.

+ The Giants won last night by a large margin and looked competent - dominant even - while doing so.

- Unfortunately, it was against the sucktastic Redskins, so it doesn't really prove they can actually win against a good team.

+ If the Cowboys lose and the Giants win out, the Giants could make the playoffs!

+ Given the Cowboys' record in December the past few years, this is actually a possibility.

- If the Giants can actually win their last two games, which is not anywhere near a given.

+ I'm glad a lot of people are downloading the music I put up the other night.

- I am amused at how few people commented, versus how many download notifications I've received from Box.net.

+ I downloaded Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up) by Florence + the Machine from vonnie_k and OH MY FUCKING GOD WHERE HAS THIS SONG BEEN ALL MY LIFE? NO SERIOUSLY HANDS DOWN THE BEST SONG OF 2009. I mean, I knew "Kiss with a Fist" and I like it, but I didn't seek out anything else by them, and then I downloaded this and it BLEW MY MIND. My mind? Officially blown. Needless to say, I have had it on repeat since Saturday. Also, I keep thinking of the awesome vids people could make! Starbuck! River! Buffy and Faith! Fred! Veronica Mars! You all should TOTALLY make those vids! LISTEN TO THIS SONG, PEOPLE! HAVE I EVER STEERED YOU WRONG? (sorry for the unintentional rhyming.)

+ Actually, I wonder about that - I know people don't like to use the same song but has there ever been a multifandom vid challenge where everybody uses the same song and you see all the different ways it could be interpreted? Because I think that could be kind of cool. Someone should totally do that.

+ If you want to claim a yuletide pinch hit, please read this post. I am not on the mailing list, so I don't know what the procedure has been in the past, but apparently there is a problem, so go read the post.

- If I'm understanding this correctly, there is currently no gift listed for me in my AO3 dashboard thingy (and there should be? I am not sure), so

+ if you do want to pinch hit, you could possibly pick up my requests! Middleman! Gentleman Bastards! Megan Whalen Turner's Thief series! Warlock! There's fun to be had there. I'm just sayin'.

+ Moff's Law. It's so awesome I am going to quote it in its entirety behind the cut:

( Moff's Law ) *points up* THIS.

+ Today is my last day in the office until next Monday. \o/ Tomorrow is the day of baking many cakes. And wrapping many gifts. So I just have to make it to 5 pm today and I'm free for five days. Woo!

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Things that are making me happy this week:

1. As much as I enjoy giving and receiving at fests, you know what I also love? Seeing a gift go up that is all, "A gift for ____!" wherein "____" is the name of someone you totally fangirl but haven't seen around for awhile and had no idea was in the fest, and then you squeal like a little girl and frantically go through every entry at the fest trying to find their contribution in order to flap your hands over it. AND THEN FIND IT! I love that.

2. Beta'ing a Yuletide story that made me go all *happy sigh* over super minor fandom that possibly only the author, recipient, and me are interested in. :)

3. Making huge progress and being excited about Writing Project that has been stalled and guilt-making for a loooong time. Woo!

4. marguerite_26. But that's every week, really.

5. Advent drabbles/ficlets many of you are doing. Short bursts of multi-pairing fic! I love opening my flist in the morning in December and inhaling little!fic. I'm trying my hardest to always comment, but even if you don't see me, I am probably totally reading and flailing over your advent drabbles.

6. Recc'ers (and I don't mean, like, me, but rather, YOU). Authors and artists and readers/viewers/commenters are AWESOME, and so are this fest season's recc'ers. I appreciate it so much when someone takes the time to point at stuff I might like. *flappy hands*

Things that are making me sad this week:

1. My f***ing website. Can anyone with any expertise on these matters tell me what the hell is wrong with it? I don't think it's been working for months. Some good folks have pointed this out to me recently, but I figured it was just down for a few hours and thus didn't really try to do anything about it. But no, it seems to be down forever. For no reason. And slashcity just sent me the bill for 2010. Is this worth paying for? I notice from poking around at other people's sites who use slashcity that this is maybe just me. I cannot possibly be over bandwidth, I don't think, but then, I don't really know what bandwidth is or how it works. :/ And I can't even get into my admin console thing to check stats and maybe see what's wrong. Fail. I mean, all my fic is on LJ/IJ anyway, so maybe I can let the site lapse? I kind of liked having it all off LJ/IJ, too, though. Wah. HALP.

All right, off to do some more shopping. :D

• Better than a lava lamp (work safe): vimeo.com/3599345

Automatically shipped by LoudTwitter any damn time it pleases. *scowl*

It's fairly quiet at work today, so if anyone needs a quick last-minute yuletide beta and thinks I might be reasonably familiar with the fandom they're writing in, feel free to drop me a note at victoria.p @ gmail with the fandom and I will tell you yea or nay.

I uploaded on Saturday and have been procrastinating on Broken Toys ever since. Heh. What kind of Max/Alec story would you make me write, if you could?

This morning I updated unfitforsociety because I figure the next big update will be with yuletide stories, but it's possible people are looking for things to read right now. So unfitforsociety has been updated with 20 recs for December 2009:

* 8 Supernatural
* 4 Crossovers
* 2 Star Trek Reboot
* 2 White Collar
* 1 each Being Human, Bones, Dark Angel, and Friday Night Lights

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I'm kinda wishing I'd just taken today and tomorrow off. It's a short week, but meh, this weather makes everything more difficult (stupid slushy corners and four foot piles of snow on the sidewalks). Maybe I will work on the year-end writing meme thingy. Hmm...

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I've been thinking about year-end - and decade-end - top whatever lists, and I very much enjoyed vonnie_k's year-end music post, so even though I don't really have a top songs of 2009 (in terms of songs that came out in 2009), I can post the 50 songs I listened to most this year, according to last.fm:

( 50 most-listened to songs of 2009 )

I don't really have anything to say, except that was a lot of coding.

*yawns*

I don't wanna go to work tomorrow. Sigh.

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This afternoon I made cinnamon-chocolate sour cream cake. It came out well. I gave the whole thing away to fleurdeleo, though. It was too sweet or too something for me. I don't know. This happens to me a lot when I bake - I often don't want to eat whatever it is after a small bite. We went out for our traditional "We're having a blizzard, let's go to the bar" pre-Christmas drink tonight. The Bar Around the Corner was full of a private party, so we went to a different place, with a much better beer selection and fancier appetizers. It was good. I had a couple bottles of Lindemans lambic framboise.

Now I am ready to sack out on the couch.

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Okay, call me crazy, but it was my understanding that an idea was kripked when fic dovetails with something that later occurs in or is confirmed by canon, and that jossed is still when canon later contradicts something posited in fic. I don't like it when people use kripked to mean jossed, when my understanding is the opposite. I get all confuzzled.

You know what else I don't understand? People who ship a pairing when they hate half of it. I mean, I guess I kind of get it in the "This makes my favorite character happy, so even though it's not my favorite person, I can get behind it" way, but too often it reads like, "I hate hate hate this character, so I'm going to write a story about how unworthy they are for the character I love, and make a romance out of it, even though it is super creepy with that subtext." And sometimes it's not even subtext.

Can you tell I've been trawling ff.net for Max/Alec again? Why would you write Max/Alec if you hate Max so much? It just makes me crazy! Just ship oh-so-perfect Manticore's best alpha male!Alec *rolls eyes* with someone else and then I won't even have to click on your story and we'll both be happier! And your story will be at least 50% less creepy if you like both halves of your pairing.

I'm just saying.

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• bit.ly/8WOpSc -Tori Amos performing "Winter"; one of a handful of songs sure to make water come out of my eyes.

Automatically shipped by LoudTwitter any damn time it pleases. *scowl*

I made this chocolate mousse tonight. It's good, though I think I made the same mistake the poster made, because mine is also riddled with small bits of unmelted chocolate (or perhaps the meringue was too cool? It is fairly cool in my apartment so I don't think "room temperature" means what they intended it to mean). And also, there are way too many fucking bowls involved. Okay, it's only two, but you have to wash one of them in the middle of the process and I do not have enough room to be pouring things from bowl to bowl and washing up in the middle. I have a cutting board laid over my sink and a strip of counter space about 12" long by 4" wide, and the top of my stove. That is it. My life, so hard. wah wah wah.

I think I'm pretty much decided on what I'm making for gifts, but tomorrow I will be trying out some kind of cinnamon chocolate cake. I will report back how it turns out. If it is really awesome, maybe I will drop out the nutella cake and substitute it. Decisions, decisions.

I think baking is a good way to spend the coming snowpolcaypse, don't you?

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Bring me the finest bagels and muffins in the land! My yuletide story has been sent off to beta!

It turned out all right in the end, I think. It needs a good polishing, but it isn't the horror I was afraid it was going to be when I was struggling over each and every word.

Now onto Broken Toys!

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I stayed up late last night and now I am very tired. It was hard to get out of bed this morning. It is very cold outside, and it's supposed to snow. My parents said not to come, because of the weather. So I have an unexpected weekend at home. Surely there will be baking. And writing. And sleeping. Dear god, so much sleeping.

Have a poem, since I am clearly incapable of writing an entry:

The God Who Loves You

It must be troubling for the god who loves you
To ponder how much happier you'd be today
Had you been able to glimpse your many futures.
It must be painful for him to watch you on Friday evenings
Driving home from the office, content with your week—
Three fine houses sold to deserving families—
Knowing as he does exactly what would have happened
Had you gone to your second choice for college,
Knowing the roommate you'd have been allotted
Whose ardent opinions on painting and music
Would have kindled in you a lifelong passion.
A life thirty points above the life you're living
On any scale of satisfaction. And every point
A thorn in the side of the god who loves you.
You don't want that, a large-souled man like you
Who tries to withhold from your wife the day's disappointments
So she can save her empathy for the children.
And would you want this god to compare your wife
With the woman you were destined to meet on the other campus?
It hurts you to think of him ranking the conversation
You'd have enjoyed over there higher in insight
Than the conversation you're used to.
And think how this loving god would feel
Knowing that the man next in line for your wife
Would have pleased her more than you ever will
Even on your best days, when you really try.
Can you sleep at night believing a god like that
Is pacing his cloudy bedroom, harassed by alternatives
You're spared by ignorance? The difference between what is
And what could have been will remain alive for him
Even after you cease existing, after you catch a chill
Running out in the snow for the morning paper,
Losing eleven years that the god who loves you
Will feel compelled to imagine scene by scene
Unless you come to the rescue by imagining him
No wiser than you are, no god at all, only a friend
No closer than the actual friend you made at college,
The one you haven't written in months. Sit down tonight
And write him about the life you can talk about
With a claim to authority, the life you've witnessed,
Which for all you know is the life you've chosen.

~Carl Dennis

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\o/

1240 words!

I'm not done, but the end is in sight!

Woo!

And now I must go to bed, because I am up way too late.

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Friday Night Lights

( spoilers )

I love this show so so much. I can't believe that it consistently gets shut out of awards, because it is pretty consistently (early season 2 aside) head and shoulders above most other shows on television. Sigh.

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I came home from work tonight and took a nap. I haven't done that in ages (I mean, okay, a few nights ago I fell asleep on the couch, but that wasn't planned - this was planned). I also ordered in, something I don't do very often anymore either. I got my period this morning and it's freaking freezing out. I felt I deserved both.

Also, my new comforter arrived. I haven't had a new one in ages. I still love my old (fifteen-years-old) black comforter with the lilies on it, but I needed something new and this one is pretty. Hopefully it's warm, too. I'm not going to put it on the bed till my period's over, though, just to be safe.

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I need to take another reading break and finish writing something if I want to post it before the end of the year. Which I really, really do. But reading is so much easier! :/ Well, anyway, reading has prevailed over writing this week. Ah, well. :) I've got a few of the longer smutty_claus stories bookmarked, but here are some one-shots I've loved so far.

Throwdown by Anon (Harry/Tonks, NC-17: Tonks-lives!AU, 5K)
Voldemort had been a piece of cake compared to fighting a pretty girl.

PAIRING WIN! I was just talking to a friend about how we slashers love to keep canonically dead women dead and resurrect the men (which I do all the time myself, so no judgement there), but it's lovely to see the reverse for a change. Tonks survived the war, and several years later, she's Harry's physical combat instructor in Auror training. Winning set-up before I even tell you another word, right? :D They are each wonderfully characterised, and I especially love Harry's narrative voice as he tries to talk himself out of a raging crush on this 30-something family friend, mother of his godson, training superior, and overall super hot, fit, awesomesauce woman.

Ride the Drafts in Empty Bedrooms by Anon (Snape/Narcissa, NC-17, canon character death, implied infidelity, 3K)
Severus is well aware that some of his housemates tend to turn to the liquid comfort of Firewhisky and gin after being so totally rejected; it is now his turn to turn to the sweet assurances of liquid luck.

This is one of the only Snape het ships I can handle, and when it's done well, I really like it. I mean, HI, Unbreakable Vow, anyone? a;lksjf. This short fic does a nice job of switching between a school-age timeline and an HBP-era timeline, and I really like how the author characterises both Snape and Narcissa and develops the chemistry between them. I also really like the style of writing here; I can't really explain what's different about it, but it has a nice, fresh feel, with some well-placed parenthetical asides and streamed-in dialogue and oh, IDEK what I'm talking about. It works, though. :)

A Little Sideways by Anon (Cedric/Luna, NC-17: Cedric-lives!AU, 9K)
Cedric was never as dead as everyone thought. All he needed was one person to see him.

This one had me at the summary. :) It's a lovely, romantic tale about a boy who died and might have become a ghost (or might have come back, except no one can see him but Muggles), and a girl he used to know a little bit who spots him one day and slowly brings him back to life. Sort of. It's a universe only a character like Luna could make work, and the way it unfolds is nothing short of beautiful. I also decided it's part-meta on minor characters like these in general in fic: all it takes is for someone to 'see' them. ;)

Upon the Midnight Clear by Anon (Draco/Hermione, NC-17, 4K)
Years after the war, things have changed. Hermione meets Draco at a Christmas party and goes home with him to make a little music.

This might be a horrible, back-handed sort of compliment to give, but it took me a few tries to get into this one. First of all, unless you're one of maybe two authors I can name off the top of my head who excel ridiculously at it, I probably won't be on board for your first-person narration right off the bat. Second, I, ah, had some trouble with Hermione in the first few paragraphs. BUT! But! I was intrigued enough to keep reading, and by the time Draco enters the scene, I was completely hooked. A bitter, broken-hearted Hermione is actually pretty kick-ass by the time she loops her arm into Draco's at a Christmas party and starts chatting him up just to make a philandering Ron jealous. I was rooting for her the whole way. Draco, meanwhile, is quiet, charming, and there is a passage about his relationship with his son that melted me into a puddle of goo. It's a great set-up and has a lovely follow-through. If you're wary of first-person the way I am, I recommend plunging in and letting yourself sink into the POV. It's really nicely done.

various. and also sundry:

= 850 words on my yuletide. I am getting there, I think. I hope. *meep*

= I have Google wave invites (I never log in, because it seems pointless and counterintuitive to me, but whatever), DW invites, and those LJ holiday coupons if anyone wants them.

= I posted two ficlets in the past two days:

Sometime Around Midnight
Dark Angel; Max/Alec; pg; 310 words
Since he can't get drunk, there's only one way to forget.

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
Harry Potter; Remus/Sirius; pg; 650 words
"I needed to hear this song." (sequel to The Love There That's Sleeping)

They were the only complete results from my foray into the ten songs/ten ficlets thing this time around, though I started a couple others that might get written once yuletide is done.

= Is it me or is delicious really flaky lately? Half the time I click on something and I get the "experiencing technical difficulties" message.

= I am attempting to put together some top 10 lists for the decade and while I think I can sort of do favorite characters (way more than ten *snerk*), favorite episodes is frustrating me, partly because my memory is pretty crappy, and partly because I can only think of WW and BSG episodes, and also because I waffle about whether to include "The Body" or OMWF. Though I have to say, I think best episode title of the decade has to go to "Dim Sum, Lose Some," but only because I am ridiculously fond of bad puns.

It is a puzzlement.

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So it's quote Leo McGarry day:

"If we're going to walk into walls I want us running into them full speed. We're going to lose some of these battles, and we might even lose the White House, but we're not going to be threatened by issues. We're going to bring 'em front and center. We're going to raise the level of public debate in this country, and let that be our legacy."

*sniffle*

Oh, Leo...

(You might also enjoy watching this vid, and by "enjoy" I mean "get chills and bawl like a baby" [the way the show used to make me], which is impressive for something that's not even a full 2 minutes long. At first I was like, "this is an odd song choice" and then some of the lyrics make it more understandable, and THEN the chorus kicks in and that is where the chills and the crying come from.)

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Thank you to all the people who had such kind things to say on the love meme. I truly appreciate it. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Thank you also to celtprincess13 for the lovely card, and to angelgazing for the delicious cookies and the amazing gift. ♥♥♥♥♥

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I made the buttermilk cake again today, but I switched out orange zest for the lemon zest and added two tsp of orange juice. And left out the raspberries. It's good, but it's lacking something. Possibly I will add dried cranberries on top next time. Hmm...

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Criminal Minds

( spoilers want to be a BAMF like Emily Prentiss when they grow up )

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Thanks to fleurdeleo, angelgazing and luzdeestrellas, I think I have figured out how to fix my yuletide story. I hope. I just have to figure out how to actually write it. I mean, I have 600 words so I'm on the way, but you know, there have been plot developments and you know how that hurts my wee brain. But I have a plan now, I think. I hope.

Wish me luck!

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I look at the world and I notice it's turning
Harry Potter; Remus/Sirius; pg; 650 words
"I needed to hear this song."

This is a teeny sequel to The Love There That's Sleeping. This won't make much sense without reading that.

( I look at the world and I notice it's turning )

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Feedback would be awesome.

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So to kickstart my writing, which has been nonexistent since mid-November-ish, I tried to do that "ten songs/ten ficlets" thing again. It was...partly successful.

Sometime Around Midnight
Dark Angel; Max/Alec; pg; 310 words
Since he can't get drunk, there's only one way to forget.

( and all of these memories come rushing / like feral waves to your mind / of the curl of your bodies / like two perfect circles entwined )

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Feedback is adored.

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I meant to mention this the other night about last week's Bones. ( spoiler )

Tonight's Big Bang Theory was pure comedy gold. ( spoilers )

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225 words on yuletide. At some point I will break through and hit 1000 and then it's all downhill from there. Hopefully that point is sometime before this weekend, or I will have to stab myself in the face. Sigh.

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I haven't done the last few love memes that went around, but here I am in this year's holiday love meme.

Now to go through and leave some love of my own. Um. In a totally hygienic way. ♥

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So last night I was making this orange-cranberry loaf, and as I put the pan into the oven, I looked up and saw the box of sugar sitting on the counter and I thought, Oh, shit, I didn't put the sugar in the batter. So I pulled the pan out of the oven and stirred the sugar directly into the batter. It turned out fine. I had it for breakfast this morning. But wow, talk about senior moments. Eek!

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210 words on yuletide! I don't know that they are good words, but...words, I has them! Talking it out with fleurdeleo last night over dinner clarified some of the issues I was having - all tell and no show, basically - and hopefully now that I am working on fixing that (after I scrapped three separate opening paragraphs), the rest of the story will follow.

*crosses fingers*

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Er, no, there weren't supposed to be two parts to the Long-ish Weekend Recs of yesterday, because then you all get overwhelmed and angsty and start wringing your hands about how you don't have time to read long stories, and then you just start scrolling by my recs and flipping me a rude salute on your way past. I hear you. But people need to stop posting Awesomesauce Stuff I Like, okay. :/ I promise to go away for... at least a few days after this. :D

Darkstar by Anon at hd_holidays (Harry/Draco, NC-17: some warnings on fic that are all very, very mild, IMO, 23K)
After the Ministry of Magic decides that Harry's Auror position is a liability, they offer him an alternative: become part of an international covert operations initiative. Joining the project means Harry must forsake everything he cherishes and learn things he never wanted to know about himself.

Here is something about me you might not know: I adore the Jason Bourne series like crazy. CRAZY. This? Is HP meets Bourne. a;lskjdfl;sj. The action-adventure superspy plot of it had me totally riveted, and the universe the author develops is way cool and very well done. In one of the opening scenes, we see Harry's death reported in the Prophet. From there, he disappears underground in an unnamed city to take up his new training, back to basics, with an international special ops force that doesn't want Harry Potter, Expelliarmus expert with a conscience that can only get in the way; they want to create Harry Potter, gun-toting hit wizard who won't think twice about taking out the Minister for Magic if given the order. Hell yeah! Meanwhile, Draco has already been with this agency, Darkstar, for some time, and listen, every time he's onscreen the entire story pretty much ignites into giant flames of oh God, I don't even know -- sexual energy, assassin energy, authority energy, everything. Harry is amazing, the supporting cast is wonderful, but Draco not only completely steals the show, he gets it on its back, makes it beg, and then shoots it in the head.

... so to speak. :D I do have some minor quibbles with this story, such as a glut of exposition at the beginning that I wanted to slice out with a sharp scalpel, and a few lingering questions about the universe as a whole and how it works. But overall it is so insanely cool and well characterised and erotic as hell and so very, very memorable, that I find I can't dwell too much on a few little things. Persevere past the opening sequences and it becomes very awesome, very quickly. :)

Theft of Assets, Destruction of Property by helenish (Neville/Draco, NC-17, 23K)
Surely it is a mistake to allow a single youthful indiscretion to cloud an already promising career.

Grah, I've been meaning to rec this since I first read it about six weeks ago now. Many of you have probably already seen it by now; if not, I highly recommend setting aside some time for it. It's like nothing I've ever read before. It was conceived several years ago, the author says, and only finished this fall, but it definitely reads like pre-closed-canon fic. Both Neville and Draco are a little bit different than one might expect, but still entirely themselves. Well, perhaps I should amend that: for the fic to work, Draco is necessarily a bit lighter than I usually see him, but there are also reasons for that. In the end, it worked for me just fine. Neville is wonderful, and the world Helen creates surrounding Auror training as a mirror of graduate school, in a way, with Neville having to study his head off just to keep up, was a fascinating take on the training.

This is part forced marriage fic, part hurt/comfort, and part meta, to me -- on what, though, I'm still unsure. There is commentary on the possibilities involved in arranged marriages, I think, on the social currency attached to virginity, and definitely commentary on domesticity and gender roles. Helen beautifully captures a strained relationship in which one partner works outside the home and the other feels lonely, isolated, and unable (or unworthy) of his/her own work, and does it all from the vantage point of an m/m relationship. It's refreshing and nicely subversive, I thought, although I also found it a bit unnerving at times, because, does it only reproduce heteronormative gender roles? IDK, maybe I'm overthinking it. It's a fascinating study of all these issues, though, as well as just a beautifully told love story. It's hard to pin it down, but I love how it transcends genres. It's a story that will stick in your head for a long, long time.

All right, long!fic, begone with you! I'll focus on one-shots for the rest of the week. Maybe. ;)

Ugh. It was bad enough that I had to root for Philip Rivers today. Now the Giants are FAILLING (yes they fail so hard they get two Ls) against the Eagles. How is their tackling so bad? HOW? And how is their offensive play-calling so useless? And how come their receivers can make these huge plays one minute, and can't even hold onto the ball the next? Otoh, Eli can do these smart, smart things, and Bradshaw and Jacobs can make these runs but can't get out of bounds to stop the clock. Jesus. The agita is killing me.

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