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It's no secret that I'm a total unfaithful music whore. I never buy albums anymore. I find things on youtube and pandora and then I buy them. Sometiems, like with K'naan, I do become a fan of all their stuff. But until I hear more of their shit, I stay to the few songs I have.

( Here's what's on replay on my iPod. )

I LOVE YOU, retconbookwrite ASSIGNMENT!

I LOVE YOU, BBC WALES.

I LOVE YOU WELSH MAFIA.

I LOVE YOU, HOMEMADE BUTTERCREAM FROSTING.

1. Sometimes I say to myself, "Self, why are you not a professional comedian?" And aside from a paralysing case of stage fright, it's this guy. He's already thought of all the funny:



2. Kseniya Simonova does Sand animation on Ukraine's Got Talent it's 8 minutes long and depicts The Great Patriotic War against the Third Reich in the Ukraine. The FAQ of the piece give you a blow by blow of what she does and also the names of all the songs on the soundtrack.

3. IT IS 14valentines! Now I didn't do it this year, what with the MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF CRAP I'M WORKING ON, BUT I have a special love in my heart for 14valentines.

This time last year I was posting the first fic I'd written in AGES. Seriously, I think in 2008 I wrote 2 fics, and the year before that three fics, and they were mostly for fests. The idea of a) having a new fandom and b) writing copious amounts of anything (and incidentally, the idea of meeting/knowing a lot of you) was completely unknown to me at this point.

I said to myself, "You can't get 14 days of fic out of Highlander. You have to write something new. Try every fandom you can think of that has female characters." So I did Angel, Firefly, DCU, Twin Peaks, Torchwood, and Doctor Who. In fact, I did Doctor Who fics four times, and that might very well have been the last time I wrote a Doctor Who-only fic. Despite my best efforts, I fell waaaaay short of the 14 fic challenge, still, I think I did something. I was rewarded with a new fandom.

I hit the submit button on Feb 1 last year and I hadn't even STARTED my first TW fic, which is, incidentally "Necessity → something something → invention (Torchwood, NC-17, Jack/Ianto)". By the end of the month, I had already imagined and written Jack's confessional with the Hoover machine.

Honest to god, I had no idea what I was in for, people, and because of 14valentines, I have a lot of you. I would never have done it, written TW fic, if 14valentines hadn't forced me to branch out and find other fandoms, and for that, I thank them.

THAT SAID. FEEL FREE TO MOCK ME FOR THIS POST MADE ON 1/10/2009, IN WHICH I SAID:

I need fic stat:

Nine/Rose
Ten/Rose
Nine/Rose/Jack
Jack/Jack
Jack/Ten

Notice that I did not say Ianto/Jack. I DID NOT SAY IANTO/JACK. I don't think it can be done.

Yeah. You can AAAAAAAALL MAKE FUN OF ME.

I hope that everyone is having a good holiday season. I actually don't know how many of you celebrate Crimmas, the day we commemorate that story about St Nicholas and the eating the bacon children, but I do. So this morning I had me some sausage and oh yeah, Herself had a lie-in.

Me: Get up, babe.
Herself: Mmmprrrghhg.
Me: Santa was here! (This is a lie. Santa was at Joan and Pop-pop's house)
Herself: Mmmprrrghhg.
Me: Let's get dressed so we can go to Joan-ma and Pop-pop's house and open presents.
Herself: (Shoots up like a jack in the box. Covers fly everywhere.) OKAY SURE!

( So we did that thing. )

Tonight, I'm writing. As soon as I'm done with these two things, I'm getting drunk, and I'm calling it Crimmas drunk. It might be next week. It might be tomorrow. Who knows? It will be awesome.

1. If you have not been checking out curriejean's Torchwood Advent Calendar, you should. Jean has gone through the eps of seasons one and two and found all the background music. Not the scores, but the music: Snow Patrol, Alabama 3, The Pipettes, etc. What's the song playing in the bar in that one scene? Jean's got it. It's about 4 songs a day, and I usually pick the ones I want (I already have some of it, and possibly all the Glenn Miller, *glances away*). You can start with today, because she has links to all the past days. Dude, it's sweet. I call it Jeanie's Torchwood Awesome on my iPod.

2. The hlh_shortcuts fest ends today. Well, the stories are done being posted. There will be a few days of guessing and catching up, and then reveals on the 23rd! Yay!

3. Jaws excerpt:

"So if it wasn't a boat," Gwen said, tossing her gloves in the bin with her empty paper cup. Ianto swallowed his water to cover the fact that he was still queasy from the odour and blinked at the wordless exchange between Jack and Gwen, an exchange that he read as Gwen demanding answers and Jack being unwilling to provide them (yet. If he even had them.).

"We have to close the beaches," Jack said, then turned and barreled out of the room, leaving them standing in the deserted morgue.

Ianto blinked at Gwen. "He does know this is Wales, right?"

4. I have snow pictures of kidlet, but to post them I have to get my head out of my arse. I also have to finish my crimmas shopping. At Target. Awesome.

5. I have to vacuum.

1. I HAD THIS QUEER FEELING IN MY SOUL, AS IF THOUSANDS OF, NO MILLIONS OF SOULS CRIED OUT IN TERROR AND WERE SUDDENLY SILENCED, AND I REALISED THAT I DIDN'T HAVE AN LJ ENTRY.

2. delicfcd, who is not on my flist (that should probably be remedied) has topped me in the BEST LINKAGE OF PHOTO AND QUOTE EVAR when she pulled Stephenson's Snowcrash together which a photo of the Spetsnaz. FUCK ME, PEOPLE. THAT SHIT IS FUCKED UP.

3. All my pants are too big, they fall down low on my hips and then you can't see my lovely ass. I think it's time for new pants.

4. I'm starting to run. Well, walk really really really fast. It's fun. When I do it, MY HANDS ARE LIKE BLADES. And then the ladies in the park flye from me (that sometime me did seeke). Vivi loves it: she loves to run and run and run, screaming, "OKLAHOMA OKLAHOMA OKLAHOMA OKLAHOMA OKLAHOMA." If you get that movie reference I'll write you a drabble of your choice right in the comments.

I need to see that movie again.

5. I BOOKED MY HOTEL ROOM AT HUB3. I WAS ALL, "SOOOOO CHEAP!" AND THEN I REALISED IT WAS POUNDS. DAMN YOU. Well, actually, compared to when I stayed in Toronto or Chicago, it's not bad at all. I even sprang for the breakfast thing, because I sense that will be the only time I actually eat something that isn't fermented and comes in a glass or bottle.

6. BLUE-BLEU!!!!! AGENT JOHNSON IS GOING TO BE THERE! If Alice was going to be there too, I would be all, "GET YOUR ASS ON A PLANE. THE COE GODS (ON)DEMAND IT!"

7. So Foxy called me this morning from the GDL panel and I got to be in one of those surreal moments when you hear everything going on, but it was basically GDL mumbling in his adorable welsh vowels. I might have squeed. Then 30 minutes later Lifty called me and started his PC Andy routine, but I was laughing so hard I could only make out that he was asking me something about breasts. Lifty-licious, the reason that I was a total dweeb on the phone was that I bowled over by the sexy.

8. Also last night, Foxinator called and we chatted, and I think I might have agreed to be her roomie for D*C next year, WHICH IS AWESOME. PLAN FOR THE NEXT ONE WHILE YOU'RE STILL AT THE CURRENT ONE. She wants to actually stay at a Con hotel next time, and I can't blame her. OTOH, she is staying at the weekend HQ of Black Gay Pride, so that is pretty cool, too.

9. I washed my face, but it still feels scrotty.

10. OMG lionessblack and I started writing our Big Bang this week, on Sunday, I think. WE ARE NOW AT 8,000+ WORDS, AND THEY ARE ALL FUCKING BRILLIANT (except for that one word, the typo.) I LOLED SO EFFING HARD. MUPPETS TAKE MANHATTAN, PEOPLE.

11. SOMETIMES IS FEEL LIKE I SHOULD GIVE UP AND JUST PERMANENTLY LOCK DOWN MY CAPSLOCK KEY. PEOPLE. I LOVE THE CAPSLOCK.

I'm sure it's not a surprise to learn that I was ask_janet.

There's a shitload of reveal posts and shit, but they all lead back to Jack's reveal here.


I don't have anything to add, really, about being ask_janet because I was barely there. All the others were there much longer than I was. I will admit that when I started, (last week! Wah!) it was all 51stcenturyfox's idea, who told me to DO IT. So if you liked it or didn't, blame her. Nah.

I didn't know ANYONE WHEN I GOT INVOLVED, and only after I did, did I learn about Foxy. Everyone else is a complete surprise. I know that I gaffed pretty early and replied to Sam as myself instead of Janet, but meh. It was all good. The RPG, Foxy told me, was Fight Club. I'd like to think that I might have learned more about the players if I had come in earlier or if we had gone on longer, because they had a great dynamic. I LOLed. LOLED, SAM!

That said, man RPG is a time drainer and I could never do it for any extended period of time. I tip my hat (the one I inherited from inquireof_liz) to the other players, because they were MAGIC. Special love to Jack, who answered my email, and super snogs to Hart for letting me indulge my love of capslock. Martha was persistent and warm, a fun player. Foxy—you rock heartily. ANDY—our band will never die. Liz, Harold and T, it was great chatting with you! All the others, I barely got to get involved with, but you were fun to read.

I love you all, and you should all get kisses and hugs and hookers and chocolates forever. I wish I could take every entry and comment and make it into a book, so that I could sit down with a Pimms and read it all the way through. And then make a naughty porno.

Hrm. What would actually make a porno 'naughty'?