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( Three Corners )


( It's All About House )


( Slash Fiction )


( Het/Gen Fiction )


( Merry Month of Masturbation )


( Drabble Prompts )

( You may safely assume the presence of spoilers. )

I think that's all for now. More thoughts as they develop.

~Djinn

So to summarize the last month (or so) when I have been invisible woman:

-Severed a tendon in my left index finger. You'd be surprised how quickly you get used to typing with nine fingers.

-Work. At what point did I become the 'go-to' person for when we find mice in the kennel? "Uh-oh, mouse. Is it dead? Better get Jennifer."

-SG:A x 1000000. I cannot get enough Rodney McKay. For srs.

-Vet. One of my rats got an abscess that recurred after the first round of antibiotics, but I think I have it under control now.

I feel like ... nay, I have been a bad e-friend. (you don't have to assure me that I wasn't, this isn't that kind of post.) The thing is, my flist just expanded and expanded, and as much as I love having tons of people on it, the more it expanded, the harder it was to keep up with, until eventually it got to the point where it was almost like work, and I would put of reading my flist, and then put it off again because the knowledge of how much I would have already missed was daunting.

I'm not going to cut my flist. I think I going to take all the comms of it, though, and I'm going to try to get it to the point where reading it is fun and exciting again, and therefore I'll want to keep track of it.

So, there you have it.

~Djinn

PS: If I missed anything major in the last month, drop me linkie, plz?

So I'm overhearing my father's new shows as I walk through the living room, and I hear the (female) anchor say 'A little girl's dream since childhood ...' which makes me immediately think 'Oh, it's one of those human interest stories, like the 'make a wish' foundation or something.'

Wrong. What they were actually talking about? Jenna Bush's wedding. -_-; Yes, getting married is what little girls dream about, they long to become someone's wife, not to attain personal greatness, or accomplish great things, or even be happy--no, their dream is marriage.

Quite possibly I am overreacting, as I sometimes do, but damn did it piss me off.

~Djinn

I love my job, and yet, I hate my job.

We have a notebook we use to log pretty much everything--if a dog has a health issue, if they aren't eating, if something in the kennel is broken, etc etc etc. However, when people start having beefs with each other, the notebook inevitably becomes a catty whine-fest. W, self-important 'trainer' extraordinare, wrote three notes in the book today, whining about my darling friend K, all of which basically amounted to 'OMG I am so much better at this job that I have been doing for a month than K, even though K has been here nine months and has helped pull this kennel through several crises.'

Or: 'Wah why does no one recognize my vast superiority wah!'

God, it's driving me nuts. Thank goodness he's already given his notice, this is his last week.

~Djinn

At this time tomorrow, I will be in Las Vegas, Nevada, getting drunk with rivers_bend.

(Okay, we might not be getting drunk, but we will definitely be painting the town red.)

If you never hear from her again, it will be because I stuffed her in my suitcase and smuggled her back to Texas to be with me for ever and ever.

~Djinn

Hi. Some interest was expressed by a few of you in seeing SG:A fic from me. Here is an offering that occured to me as I was driving home from work. (please note: this fic, despite it's title, is not actually sappy. It is, however, fluff.)

Title: Be But Sworn My Love
Author: fallen_arazil, aka Djinn
Fandom/Pairing: Meredith/John (girl!Rodney au)
Rating: TEEN for bad language
Word Count: ~750
Summary: Meredith is filled with feminist rage. John understands. Really.
Author Notes: I have this strange fondness for AUs where certain characters are women. I think this is because a lot of the women in TV are poorly written, and I can't identify with them. Anyway, Rodney is one of the characters I felt a desire to feminize, so here we are.

( chauvinism, spawning, and made-for-TV movies )

I've reached the point where I cannot keep up with my flist in the time I actaully put aside to spend on that task.

No, I am not announcing a friends cut or flouncing out of lj. I'm just complaining about having to filter my flist to private journals only every time I look at it. And even then, it's just ... hard to resist the lure of other things in order to really pay attention to what I'm reading.

But it doesn't mean that I don't love all of you!

♥

~Djinn

Currently Untitled Jack/Gwen-ish Fic
Characters: Jack/Gwen, Tosh
Rating: R for nudity
Word Count: ~540
Author's Notes: This is both an experiment and the first part in a longer fic series I am considering writing. For now it can stand on it's own, but I wanted to explore the darker aspects of these characters, the things that make them fit so well into an organization like Torchwood.

( insert witty cut text here )

So summer is on the way, and my sixty-something year old mother has been making noises that it's all well and good to have hairy legs in winter, but now that shorts season is coming, my legs look gross and I should shave them.

There's a part of me that really does think my hairy legs are gross, but that's exactly the reason I can't shave them, because that feeling is just proof to me of how deeply I've internalized this arbitrary double standard of aesthetics, where women are smooth, pre-pubescent-ly hairless, with long eyelashes and red lips, wearing skirts and high heels. I mean, the idea that good grooming demands I shave my entire legs purely because I happen to have internal reproductive organs is ridiculous, right?

Right?

~Djinn

Title: Little Death
Author: fallen_arazil
Rating: ADULT
Summary: Dean's first time
Warnings: Imperfect first time, may squick
Word Count: ~370
Author Notes: Really, I'm not sure what this is or where it came from. I've just been trying to tickle my writing muscles, since I've been slacking so much lately, and this is what came out.

( When Dean was fifteen he lost his virginity to the crafty niece of one of dad's contacts. )

I let myself get behind on TW, so I watched the last three episodes one after another yesterday night. I had been unspoiled for them, which is unusual for me.

( 2x04 - Meat )

( 2x05 - Adam )

( 2x06 - Reset )

It must be that time again!

Please pity me and give me something to do.

( Post a prompt and Djinn will write you a drabble! )

~Djinn

I should never have been given a credit card. I'm an impulse shopper, only with a laptop and a credit card, I can impulse shop WHILE SITTING IN BED and AT THE SPEED OF INTERNET.

No, I did not spend my life savings. but when my mother finds out that I bought another plushie--and off the internet no less--and paid extra to expedite shipping--I'm sure that I will receive some stern glares.

Still, I stand by my decision. I really really need that 12" Eeyore plush.

Really.

( and, this week in tee vee ... )

~Djinn

So, in case any of you were wondering why I've been the invisible woman lately ... well, there has been shenanigans at work.

Co-worker W is apparently in jail because of an unspecified number of unpaid tickets, co-worker J stopped showing up for work, leaving a note saying that her car was totaled and she can therefore no longer get to work (which odes not answer the question of how she got to work on the day she left the note, or why she never mentioned the wreck to anyone) co-worker S got a new job, and has already left for it, and now co-worker L didn't show up this morning, so we now assume that she is also never coming back. That leaves me and co-worker K as the only two kennel techs to take care of 30-some-odd dogs.

So, yeah. I've been kinda busy, and likely will be for the next week or so. I've just been too exhausted to spend much time catching up on my flist, I sowwy.

I still love you all!

~Djinn

So, here's the thing. Usually I ignore misogyny in song lyrics because, a) it's so prevalent and b) a lot of the music I listen to I don't take all that seriously as a method of actually conveying ideas. If I don't like a song's message, I ignore it and concentrate on the beat and melody, or I change the radio station.that being said, however, there's a song I've been hearing on the radio lately that makes me angrier every time I hear it.



This makes me so angry that you'll have to give me a minute to compose myself, so that I can explain why. Let's start here:

The hunted became the huntress
The hunter became the prey

The use of teh word 'huntress' here irks me, because hunter is a gender neutral term. A woman can be a hunter, there is nothing in the word that specifies it as male. Using the term huntress seems, at best, tongue in cheek, and at worst, diminutive. Oh, look! The widdle girlie is gonna hunt!

But that is a minor irritation, especially when compared to this next part.

She, with all her female guile
Led him helpless down the aisle
She had finally made a conquest

%$&*#@!!!

This idea that men are tricked into marriage is absolutely disgusting, cliché, misogynistic tripe. Apparently somehow we women, with our cunning vaginas, brainwash innocent, helpless men into marrying us so that we can brag to our girlfriends about how we finally 'bagged one'. After all, it's just fact that all women have no dreams and desires except to dig her claws into a man and get him to support her while she pops out his children.

Honestly, are we supposed to believe that in a society where men have all but monopolized the power that they are being forced into this legal union against their will, somehow being pussy-blackmailed into getting down on one knee and asking a woman to consent to be his wife? I mean, come ON!

Ugh.

~Djinn

If anyone wants anything specific (and you better, because I am terrible with ambiguity) for their winter holiday, please let me know. (And yes, I know that I already missed Hanukkah. I'm sorry, this month has been a little crazy.)

For fics, I can only guarantee 500 words. For icons, I can only promise 2. But you may get more.

~Djinn

So, I've been thinking about something--and I haven't read any episode commentaries, so forgive me if I'm restating something that someone else has already said, and better--but ...

( spoilers for Supernatural 3x08 follow )

~Djinn

Line in a Christmas-themed commercial I just viewed, spoken by a father looking at his daughter playing dress-up in (presumably) mommy's new shoes:

"Give a woman a pair of heels, and she can conquer the world."

...

WTF??!?!?!?!!!!ELEVEN!

Okay, let's see what this says to girls on their road to womanhood. Hmm, heels are useful only in that they make one's legs look longer, look more attractive (to men), or makes one more appealing to men. There is no real practical benefit to heels, unless world-ruling requires that one be tall, poorly-balanced, or attractive (to men).

Essentially, this is saying that the most practical, useful thing a woman can possess is beauty. It is being raised to the level of the sole requirement for success. I dont' care what the intention was--it was poorly thought out and very poorly executed. A better commercial: A man watches his daughter pore over a book, enthralled. "Give a child knowledge," he says, "and she can rule the world."

~Djinn

PS I promise to stop being so socio-political. Really, I do.

SPOILERS FOR HOUSE, MD S4 FOLLOW







So, okay, maybe it's just me, but ...

Wouldn't it have been nice if House's new team didn't follow the same 'we're diverse!!' white male, white female, ethnic one, formula that his first team had followed? One I can let go, but when a second team has the exact same thing, it starts to look like a conscious effort to show just enough diversity.

I mean, how hard would it have been to have a non-white woman on the team? I know I saw an Indian woman among the competitors before House purged all the women. (Oh, we couldn't do that! She might not conform to our Western ideals of beauty!) Or, hell, two woman on the team? Or maybe more than one token non-white person? And really, as much as I didn't really like Amber, wouldn't it have been nice for the team's one female member to be someone strong and ambitious rather than someone who is clearly supposed to be sympathetic and emotive--that is, stereotypically female?

(ETA: All right, in all fairness to 13, she is not portrayed as a wimp, or a wilting flower. It's just that, compared to Amber, everyone else seems less ambitious, or at least more concerned about the feelings of others.)

I mean, I know this is just a TV show, okay? I and can understand the argument that House himself viewed Foreman as a token, and might view Kutner the same way, and selected him in the end in order to have one non-white person. I can see that argument. BUT. This is a TV show, and as such, the ultimate choice for cast is in the hands of the production staff, not one of the characters.

I know I'm probably over-reacting and over-analyzing, you don't need to tell me that. I know it's just a TV show. But TV shows to reflect the rest of society. So, yeah.