September 1st, 2006


[fannish] "A dream, but it's true; I am not the same since I met you"

trijinx, walking to the T this morning, the woman in front of me had a Serenity keychain. (Which, now that I am actually in need of a keychain, makes me sad that I didn't get one at our advance screening. Froogle->eBay to the rescue. I know, I know; I'm such a whore.) I probably would have complimented her on it, but she had someone walking next to her. [This morning I have learned that one can get Browncoat silicone bracelets -- in either brown or black.]

In other news, I am so not a b-school-er. I passed by a table of students on my way in and totally heard "profit" as "prophet."


The end of the month snuck up on me, so this month's recs page update isn't as comprehensive as I would have liked. However, I have a three-day weekend (which didn't really register with me until like today) so I look forward to catching up on stuff -- though probably not until Monday what with wedding events and errands.

Last night I told Ari that my fannish interests aren't much represented in my UserInfo page but neither do they constitute a majority of my LJ itself. Then later that night paper_crystals and I talked about the Batman cartoon series of my childhood. (Yes, Harley/Ivy is inevitable.)

Yesterday at lunch we were talking about food and Mary Alice said her son will eat any flesh she puts in front of him (not any food, but any meat). Eric said that if meat were called "flesh" he would become a vegetarian, because it sounds not at all appetizing. I said it just makes me think of sex but that maybe I read too much porn. There was general agreement that this was likely the case. I said at least it's good porn. Eric questioned that such a thing existed*. Dude, I don't even know how to begin to respond to that. (Snarky remarks came to mind too late.) I said I mostly read fanfic. "Like, Buffy and that guy from Firefly?" I said I hadn't yet read a crossover between those two shows in which *Buffy* has sex with one of the guys from Firefly but yeah, that was basically it.

*He used the term "quivering manflesh." I just need to record that for posterity.

[Related note: Food Network as porn; link from marginaliana]

Mary Alice said she was okay with fanfic sort of stuff because nobody was making a profit from it, but she had a problem with exploiting sex for money. I'd never thought of it that way since with writing we're not exploiting actual people, but I can see how people would have a problem with sex itself being exploited for money. (Yeah, my sexual ethics are weak.)


Note to self: reread irradiatedsoup's Doesn't react well to situations not involving money or violence for already-in-progress club_joss discussion.

I am also succumbing to the Five Things meme, though I suspect nobody has any interest in requesting any from me. (If you haven't already seen it, the basic gist is that people ask you for Five Things lists -- usually fannish, though they don't have to be.)

Also: modified version of the alphabet title meme (simply showing the spread); suggestions for titles for the missing letters welcomed Collapse )
professional me, self

Wow, that was an almost-three-hour lunch.

I hadn't realized I'd stayed quite that long.

+ Yesterday when he left, Prof.B. said that if FormerUnitHead and Prof.D. didn't need anything from me I should just take the afternoon off.
+ This morning I accomplished everything I needed to in about an hour.
+ nevernever's in town. We had lunch outside, lovely weather. It was a good day to buy lunch, too; the Grille's open (now that the students are back) and they had Greek food (spanikopita, olives, hummus). We did the alternating telling long stories thing, but it really felt like a mutual conversation, and it was so easy to talk to her. Yay.

I got back and only had one e-mail: confirming my earlier request that a visitor be put on the parking list; and no voicemails... so I feel no guilt about not being around :)

Edit 20 minutes later: Aww, I got to give Eric the number of HBSP. [He was all "Where were you? I called you four times."] I do have a reason for being here this afternoon :)
moon house

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair?" [some of the guys were doing guitar+vocals for various S&G]

Getting from my place to Trelawney+Eric's requires a bus transfer (87 to Union Square, then 85 or CT2) and then a .31 mile walk, so CAUMC!Meredith offered to just drive me.  On the drive there, it seemed to me like one could walk from Target (though the highway cluster there might be prohibitive).  She picked me up about quarter past eight and dropped me back about eleven, so that was a pretty decent length night.  (And on the way back, Google Maps Satellite came up in conversation, which I had totally forgotten about but which yes would totally enrich the usefulness of that mapping service for me.)

Eric has always looked so v. v. tired all the times I've seen him, but from the first moment I saw him tonight he had real energy, which was so pleasant to see.

I met Laurie, though I don't remember much about her, and Michelle (yeah, another) who was cool.  Big fan of Buffy/Angel/Firefly.  Her husband (Bill) test plays video games, and she was waxing rhapsodic about Guitar Hero, which does sound v. cool. [She also lives right in Davis Square, near the theatre and the bike path.]

Eric and Stuart were talking about smoking (Stuart regularly picks up and drops the habit casually -- will literally stop smoking for a year or three and then start again) and Eric asked me if I smoke(d).
I made a little bit of an ugh/shudder and v. calmly said, "I have always thought it was incredibly foul and you would probably have to pay me to kiss someone who smokes, nevermind put it in my own mouth."
"Elizabeth likes to speak her mind," Eric said sagely.

Later talked to Eric's cousin Greg from Cincinnati, who commented on how he really hasn't heard the stereotypical Boston accent much at all during his visit here (including his touristing today).

We didn't really see Trelawney until we were leaving.  We did the well-wishes see-you-Sunday thing, and she hugged me and Mike (Meredith was getting her purse) in that way where she's in the middle, hugging each of us on one side, and said something like "I'm so glad I have you people around me," and I was struck by how quickly, easily, and sincerely I've been adopted into this group of people she cares about.