Nov. 21st, 2011 10:47 am
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (art - vintage reading)
1. Think of up to 20 5 ships you love/adore/support.
2. Describe them without using the names of the characters.
3. Have your f-list guess as many of the ships as they can.
(stolen from [ profile] immortality)


1. she won't remember anything else - Rachel/Luce; Imagine Me & You ([ profile] immortality)
2. scrotum phillips and the pancake lady - Henry/Casey; Party Down (LJ user="thegraduate09">)
3. shut your beautiful pie hole - Ann/Leslie; Parks & Rec ([ profile] immortality)
4. don't look at me with those eyes - Bianca/Adam; Degrassi (lj user="thegraduate09">)
5. it might take an artifact but they won't be apart for long - Helena/Myka; Warehouse 13 ([ profile] immortality)

*I actually ship a LOT more than this, but these are my "never say die" OTPs, whereas my ship-o-the-moments would be a LOT harder to guess. And I couldn't think of a prompt for Cindy/Natalie that wasn't horribly spoilery. So there's that.

Or, if you'd rather, comment with a number and I'll answer a question. List below the cut:
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bored, so

Mar. 25th, 2011 01:44 pm
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (dogville - applecart)
Send me a fandom, and I'll tell you:

  • favorite male character: 
  • favorite female character: 
  • least favorite character: 
  • prettiest character: 
  • funniest character: 
  • favorite season: 
  • favorite episode: 
  • favorite romantic ship: 
  • favorite family ship: 
  • favorite friend ship: 
  • worst ship:

aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (hard candy - lick)
Stolen from SundayStealers blog. Bored.

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Still bored? Still bored. Moar survey! Another sundaystealing bit.

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Oh wait? Still bored. Here's one from Thursday Thunks, an offshoot of the SundayStealing site.

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aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (rpf - dl - broken but still rocking)
Census Meme

1981: I won't be born for another four years. Family is moving around the Southern US, mom as a teacher, my dad as a city administrator for different small cities. They finally settle in Missouri.

> 1986: I'm one! Only child, happy. I like to organize things. I'm best friends with my mom's friend's kids: Matthew and Brian. I love my girl cousins, especially the one a tiny bit older than me.

1991: I'm six years old. I've got two little brothers - one a year old, and I'm a little mother hen. We've moved to Chesterfield, the house I grow up in, and my mom stays at home with us. School is epic, and I want to be a teacher/ballerina/scientist/writer (though I don't start really writing for a few more years). I stop believing in Santa when I see my dad carrying gifts.

> 1996: Eleven years old. Obsessed with writing. I get sent to the principals office for daydreaming in science class and drawing (in pen) on another girl's coat. Girl Scouts is awesome, but I'm not crazy about my troop. I'm pretty sure my parents are going to get divorced. I'm not upset at the prospect. I'm excited and anxious to meet new people when my school splits and only half of us go on to the middle school.

2001: I'm sixteen, and miserable. High school is slightly less awful than Middle School, but I'm in the depths of depression. My brother is diagnosed with bi-polar and Aspergers, and he tries to kill himself after running at my other brother with a knife. I alternate between fierce protection of my sister and being terribly annoyed with her intrusions into my life. My parents are divorced, but my dad lives only minutes away in a tiny apartment. My sister and I share the sleeper sofa on the weekends we're there. I have my first girlfriend, online. My parents find out. Everything is awful.

> 2006: Twenty-one! I end up spending my birthday doing laundry. I'm at college, living with a roommate I dig most of the time. I have a pretty solid group of friends on campus. I watch more TV a week than is healthy, and write constantly. I've still never been kissed, but I start dating a girl I really like (within driving distance!). I'm an active member of the GSA and our literary magazine. I'm diagnosed with epilepsy, after a long journey including an emergency hospital trip. I try not to think about home.

2011: I'm not-quite-graduated from grad school. I live with my best friend Julie not far from my first apartment. My derby league is a year old. I'll be 26 this year. I'm a receptionist at an office supply company. I'm single. I spend time reading and writing and watching, still, a lot of television. Julie is getting married, and my two other best friends are moving away. I'm actually not too depressed about it. Most of the time.


Mar. 4th, 2011 11:26 pm
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (the inside - ugh)
The book I am reading:
Fascinating Womanhood, by Helen Andelin. Self-help for marriage, originally written in the late 50s (but shockingly still being shuffled around today, in various forms). Terrifying and fascinating all at once.

The book I am writing:
I'm technically still working on my thesis, which is a collection of short stories. [[ profile] wildivymildmara <--- *points*]

The book(s) I love most:
The Tracey Fragments by Maureen Medved. Not only is the story absolutely compelling, the tricks Medved uses with language and structure and repetition and obscuring reality are legendary. What the film did in multi-screens, Medved does in the turn of a sentence. The Cement Garden by Ian McEwan. One of my biggest obsessions. McEwan plays with the traditional modern narrative and subverts it, touching on gender, incest, and secrets. Absolute candy for essay-writing.

The last book I received as a gift:
Parrotfish by Ellen Wittlinger.

The last book I gave as a gift:
Azumanga Daioh omnibus, to my sister.

The nearest book on my desk:
I'm in bed, so the nearest books are on my side table. White Teeth by Zadie Smith (haven't started it yet) and The Comfort of Strangers by Ian McEwan (haven't put it away yet). The only book on my desk is Little Children, as a reminder to list it on PBS. Not a keeper, that one.

The last book I bought for myself:
Bought rather than PBS? Probably Lost at Sea, but that was months ago.
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (cgrg - logo)
The bout went really well. Hosting is always a flurry of activity and last-minutes, but it pulled together (minus a brief snafu of drama, one that I think will be resolved soon) and we made the other team work HARD for their 20 point win. Considering the last time we played them we lost by over 100? We did fucking awesomely. I'm so proud of everyone, and proud to be a member of such an incredible team.

As far as I know, the only serious injury goes out to my wife, who coached. She jumped on her bad knee, sending it back about three months in healing.

Such a huge expenditure of energy left me feeling vulnerable, however. I've spent the past two nights sobbing in my dreams. Saturday, it was wave after wave of rejection, judgment, and being left behind/out. Last night, I suppose the tears were more of joy, with a darkness behind them.


Have a meme: cast the movie of my life, based solely on how I come across emotionally to you (so, forget any pictures you've seen, not that I look like any celebs). You can also cast the co-stars: my wife, my sister, [ profile] prozacpark , [ profile] damariscain  and her wife Laura.


Let me tell you about my dream from last night. I don't remember chronologically, so bits and pieces.
- My mother told me she almost disowned me when I came out. (this kind of colored the rest of the dream)
- I found out a number of celebrities were gay: Kristin Chenowith performed a song from Wicked (with a female co-star) ending with a kiss by a Christmas tree, for a family audience. In a question-and-answer session afterwards, I told her how much it meant to me, to be presented with the possibility of belonging. Dakota Fanning (future!Dakota Fanning, she was older) was topless under overalls (surprisingly hot, or not surprisingly at all) and her nipples were pierced and she confessed to a small group that she was a homosexual. (Of course, even in the dream I couldn't quite believe this. One part of me sure it was to get lesbian fans, and the other part fiercely protective of her secret.) There was also a book of photos of famous lesbian couples. I don't remember most, but Anne Hathaway had a girlfriend.
- I think I watched a little too much Oscars.


This muggy, perpetually rainy weather is killing me.
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (the l word - glasses mcphee)
Pick a paragraph (or any passage between... let's say 200 and 600 words) from anything I've written, and comment to this post with that selection. I will then give you a DVD commentary on that snippet: what I was thinking when I wrote it, why I wrote it in the first place, what's going on in the character's heads, why I chose certain words, what this moment means in the context of the rest of the fic, lots of awful puns, and anything else that you'd expect to find on a DVD commentary track.

Fic is here --> [ profile] obscureddark

mah voice!

Jan. 17th, 2011 09:46 pm
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (party down - growing on his face)

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? (I clearly have very strong feelings about this subject.)
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?


Jan. 6th, 2011 08:37 am
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (the inside - rebecca is lost)
I signed up for's January challenge (and will sign up for every month this year as part of my write more, damnit, goal for 2011) and have already lapsed in a day.

Part of my self-imposed punishment is that I'll take a request I don't really want. So, out of the fandoms I'm well-versed in [not all of these by any means] please feel free to request a character or pairing that isn't on my list.

The result may not be good or substantial, and I may not post it, but... yeah.

Thanks loveies.
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (art - well gee)
A bunch of these are for Yuletide NYR, as much as I've fallen out with Yuletide this year the prompts are delicious.

[Poll #1663656]
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Fic written in 2010

Fandoms written in 2010
Alias, An Education RPF, Big Love (2), Black Swan (2), Castle, Damages, Degrassi (2), Degrassi RPF (2), Degrassi RP verse (2), Juno, Juno RPF, Parks and Recreation (2), Party Down, Pushing Daisies, The Runaways RPF, Skins, Spider Lilies, Whip It (3)
Crossover [The Runaways RPF/Juno], Massive Crossover [The Office, The Office RPF, Parks and Recreation, NY-LON, Walk Hard, Lollilove, I Love You Man, Blades of Glory]

Ficathons participated in during 2010
yuletide, femgenficathon, femslash10, intoabar

28 stories, one co-written. Word count from 100 to
Total fandoms (including unrevealed yuletide fic): 24
Total previously unwritten fandoms (including yuletide): 13

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aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (daisy)
On livejournal:

--> [community profile] intoabar: Pick a character who walks into a bar, get assigned a random character from a fandom of your listing who they meet. Write a fic about it. Gen, het, fem... whatever. Signups are open. (Also on DW)

--> [profile] femslash_planet: I'm on team sweeps. Having a stupid amount of fun so far and all I've done is plan a project and do a wordsearch.


Playing as Bianca from Degrassi. Love me some conflicted feelings, and hello powerplay. (Yes, I ship her with Adam, and yes, I'd probably ship her with anyone, given the screen time. But not Alli. Bleh.)


aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (Default)
The past two weeks have been somewhat nightmarish. I've been caught in a spiral of guilt and paranoia and irrational thinking. Crisis mode at home really didn't help.

I normally wouldn't talk about a "cure" like this, but the change has been so... almost instant, and so dramatic, that I really need to stress what is going on.

Until yesterday, I had been eating basically fast food and soda for my one, sometimes two meals a day. Not awesome intake. I was reading up on things I could do to help with depression, and something I kept coming across was a change in diet. I remembered seeing it while researching epilepsy. The food recommendations were the same. Why not try it.

Yesterday for lunch, I bought a bunch of portable health foods (important for work): dried fruit, nuts, granola, juice and soy milk in small containers. I ate a sampling for lunch, and that afternoon started working on a chart to process things I was feeling irrationally guilty about. I could tell a difference between the things I wrote down right after lunch and what I wrote later, as the food and energy kicked in.

Derby practice... hard, but I felt good as usual.

And then this morning. I was able to wake up at the first alarm. I nibbled on snacks during the morning, continuing the healthy diet, was able to keep positive and guilt-free even though I was over-due for posting my femslash10 story and received an AWESOME 6k Mean Girls fic featuring JANIS IAN THE LESBIAN which I will link to once I've read all the fem10 fics and have a big giant link post together.

AND I finished before I went to lunch, thanks to my awesome writing partner Maia, and here it is: (Whip It, Bliss/Pash)
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (don't leave me)
I've been having complex partial seizures for around a month now, and mostly didn't realize it, but lately I've been ignoring them or filing them in my brain as "weird space-out moments" when I, experienced seize-ee as I am, should have recognized first go around what these were, despite their shortness and frequency.

The first time I remember noticing was during practice scrimmage with SIRG. I couldn't "get my head in the game" and I kept thinking about that awful High School Musical song. The lights were strange.

Then, lately, while driving, I've had full body "hiccups" where I phase out and in, and within minutes, repeat the process. Now, the action has increased (but not in danger, I suppose) to phasing while sitting at work. Three times (I counted) from arrival at 8am until this writing at 10:30.

Within this period, I missed my medication one day, but if the SIRG scrimmage date is the same seizure, than this is not the cause. Also, I do not recall any incidents occurring on or directly after that day.  They feel almost like I am falling asleep and then being jerked awake--there is an electric current that zooms through my body and I come out of the phase. I suppose these blinks last only seconds, but I have not seen myself have one, so they could be longer.

I was talking to Angela about trying to find a safe way to get to work, assuming they don't let up on their own this weekend. She wondered what might be the cause of them, since I am on my medication. I suggested stress, since there seems to be no other potential answer, and I can't bear to entertain the thought that roller derby could be involved (in fact, I think that epilepsy patients are encouraged to be involved in physical activity...)

In any case, stress is a big part of my life. Despite being out of school and largely done with my graduate program, I have not, in fact, graduated. At some point, I will have a thesis to complete--that is not off the shelf. Of course, that is taking a back burner to my current projects.

I work from 8-5 every weekday. My job is not wholly demanding, but it does keep me occupied. I constantly take calls and field them to roughly 25 offices and three businesses in the building. I am the face of the company. I file incoming service calls. I log service calls that have been completed, and reported numbers for each machine. I am supposed to know where every member of the business is at all times to be able to reach them fastest. A mistake that I make could affect the paycheck of another.

While I work, I attempt to RP. This keeps me up on writing skills and socialization. It is also fun, but sometimes topics and even my characters can become overwhelming. While the experience itself is worthwhile, on top of everything else I do, it can be a bit much.

I try to keep roller derby out of the work day, but as the Web Coordinator, sometimes it just makes sense to update Facebook or Twitter during my free moments at work. All work on the forum or website, however, must be done at home because of my limited work resources. All of my practice hours are logged after 5pm, in a rush to change clothes and get to where I'm going--whether that be in Cape (the A.C. Brase Arena) or Marion/Carbondale. 

Nights off? Spent working on derby, discussing derby, meeting about derby, or occasionally, sitting at home, watching television, and talking about roller derby. Understandable, considering derby is the one connection through which I know my new friends, and there is a LOT to talk about, especially in this season when we are planning, planning, planning for two upcoming bouts and really getting off the ground, but constantly cycling through the same things and hacking apart the same issues can't be good for stress.

Weekends are usually derby-soaked as well. Last weekend, I found myself volunteering for two separate babysitting jobs simply to get away from the immersion culture for awhile. And, yes, while those jobs came with their own set of stresses, it was nice to get a bit of head clearing. I spent more time with them than I had to.

Thursday Itself:
Stress-- Back to work after being sick, messed up service tickets, Lura discussion at bar, hair
Remedy-- took it easy at work, hair therapy, alcohol
Food-- Culver's Butterburger w/cheese, fries, rootbeer float, mixed drink, 6 wings, fries
Sleep-- 1am-7:30am
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (big love - help jesus fuck)
There is a problem with mainstream radio. Okay, there is a problem with mainstream culture, but let's just say that, for now, it's just the radio. There are weird rules for censorship on the radio. There are very specific rules for what you can say/sing and what you can't. Lady Gaga has to be a "free bit" on most stations instead of a "free bitch" -- I line that I find incredibly empowering and not, well, an expletive .

And not saying that Ke$sha is exactly worthy a listen, but what's so offensive about being "like a lovesick *****head" when the bleeps are "crack"? Do drugs not exist in our culture? Should teens not make weak similes related to them?

How is it that these are censored (including the ever-popular G--damn, which always puzzled me, as in "Shouldn't the bleeping be the other way around?") when sexually explicit lyrics like Rhianna's "Rude Boy" go free and clear (Note: I am not calling for a ban. I like the song, I just see a large disparity here). And incredibly sexist and disturbing lyrics go tromping through the latest dance groove untouched.

For example, the Black Eyed Peas' latest hit "Rock Your Body":

Yeah you could big ballin
Long as you feel like your own
Yeah you could be the model type,
Skinny wit no appetite

Short, stacked, black or white,
Long as you do what you like
Body outta sight, body, body outta sight

Okay, aside from the fact that the entire song pretty much objectifies the body of this female dancer... this line shocked me. The fact that this can go uncensored on the radio, and we're spending time picking out "crackhead"s from Ke$ha's "Love Drug" terrifies me.
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (glee - quinn hates you)
Hi guys! I don't want the ~wrong impression~ to start circulating about me, so despite being honest and up front all over the place, I figured I would go ahead and post here.

-- Skins season 4 is shitting all over my dreams. It is pretentious and bullshit. The fact that they had to make up a whole contrived plotline just to keep things going another measly eight episodes is absolutely ridiculous.

-- After two episodes, I'm so angry/done with Emily that I can't even see straight. Mention Emily on my journal and you just might get de-friended. Not joking.

-- The only characters I care about are Naomi (half for the lulz, half cause she's still in character!), Katie, Cook, and maybe JJ-- we'll see if I can be assed once his episode comes around.

-- Writing fic, for me, does not mean I'm fucking flailing around over this show. It's a method of deconstruction. Which this show needs. I am NOT FLAILING OVER THIS SHOW. In fact, you all might have to forgive me if I unfriend those of you who are, because it's making me pissy--no offence to the OPs.

-- And, like, just for the record: I spent probably a total of 45 minutes yesterday laughing my ass off over how fucking ridiculous this show is. So yeah. I'm not exactly the number one fan of this season.

...unfriend at will.
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (skins - tony)
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I was thinking I would try to be clever and make this the same picture, but I'm recovering from having a swab up my nasal cavity. I'm not that amazing! Hmm, let's see what I have in my folders here...

Day 7, a photo that makes me happy:

Day 8, a photo that makes me angry/sad:

Looks like Roy, isn't Roy. Is Spike. Thanks Dad, for sending him back to the pound. Not.
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (the middleman - attractive artists in an)
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Day 5: Favorite Quote
"Suck it, Nerds!" (Liz Lemon, 30 Rock)

Day 6: Whatever tickles my fancy
*made by [ profile] violet4120
This tickles my fancy. And other things.
aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (art - tranquil acceptance)
Alright! Results are in from the last poll (I went with shows that got 9 votes or more, for the sake of keeping things at a reasonable number) and we're ready for the final stage of voting. I've broken shows up into categories for easy voting. If you don't agree with the category, hopefully you have enough votes to allot to cover for my error (after all, I don't know everything about every show ever!). Hopefully your favorite show is on here, and hopefully it will make the final list!

Results will be posted in about a week. Have fun, and spread this around.

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aphrodite_mine: barrettes in reddish hair read 'feminist killjoy' (ap - sometimes she flies),35256

So, this list made me mad. I found it incredibly narrow in focus and really Ameri-centric (not that a list of my own making wouldn't suffer the same problems). I'm going to run a poll and hopefully come up with a top 10 or 30 shows of the 2000s. Comment with your nominations, including any shows mentioned in the poll. Any genres are acceptable, as long as they ran for at least a technical season during the 2000s (being canceled during said season still leaves them eligible). Number of nominations will not effect the first round of voting.

Nominations will run until November 21.

Making this public so it has the chance of being unbiased, therefore I ask you NOT to pimp it to any fandom communities. However, please do link it to friends with varying tastes.


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