excuse me while I slip into something a little more Freudian

Stargate 5x02 : LA Blue Girl IN SPACE

2008-07-20T00:57:18Z

I would like to start this post off on a high note, if I may.

It's the pelvic thrust that really drives them insane ...

I'm ... a little upset by the decision to replace a historically female expedition leader (Weir, and then Carter) with a male one. It's not that I think they're intentionally trying to turn Atlantis into a more male-dominated expedition----it's just that it's sad to see a strong female role disappear from the show.

But anyway, onto my favorite part, the complaining:

-When Becket cut a tiny segment of 'tentacle' off of Keller early in the episode, it nearly killed her. Not only does this not make sense from a practical standpoint (she is supposed to be, essentially, gestating the ship, therefor it would have no reason to kill her as a defense mechanism, since it would be killing itself) but it also seems to disappear later--Teyla blasts the shit out of one of the roots, and as far as we can tell, there's no impact whatsoever to Keller.

-I wanted Rodney to save the day. :( Keller is his UST object, after all, I totally wanted him to rush in after Ronon was caught (he would be the other main character that was still infected) walk through the hole Ronon blew and give Keller the antidote. It would have been AWESOME.

-I'm conflicted about Woolsey. To be fair, I don't hate him, and the show is trying very hard to make me not hate him, so I suppose that, in that, they've succeeded. But the thing is ... I was sort of looking forward to hating Woolsey. I was almost excited to see how the team would respond to a more antagonistic commander, one whose ideology wasn't as aligned with their own, and while supposedly Woolsey is more concerned about procedure, here, the result was the same. He was not subverted, or tricked, or cajoled into doing things their way, he simply ... accepted them. It was a little disappointing.

-Where was Teyla's baby while she was off Rambo-ing? Presumably it wasn't with Kanan, as he was still separated on the mainland with the other former hybrids. But in a crisis situation like the one they were in, who could be spared to watch an infant?

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

~Djinn

ma vie en noir

2008-07-09T01:13:05Z

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?

Am I the only person this bothers?

2008-05-10T23:22:41Z

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

High School Never Ends

2008-05-07T17:50:27Z

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

LV

2008-04-21T01:56:16Z

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

SGA fic: Be But Sworn My Love [John/Meredith McKay]

2008-04-01T03:29:30Z

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.

"You!" Meredith snapped, arms crossed over her chest. John looked up from his pilfered paperback, bewildered.

"You were expecting someone else?"

Meredith pointed an accusing finger at John, her blue eyes ablaze. "One of those new scientists from the Daedalus referred to me this afternoon as 'Mrs. Sheppard'. Apparently one of your underlings, when asked about my identity, told him I was, not 'Dr. McKay, head of the science division', not 'Dr. McKay, smartest sentient being in this galaxy', not 'Dr. McKay, the only thing that stands between us and total annihilation on a regular basis', but Colonel Sheppard's wife. When did our marriage make me some sort of property?"

John sighed, putting his book aside. "I can't be held responsible for the ideology of every soldier under my command, Mer."

"Bull-fucking-shit! What happens when someone like that goes offworld to a planet run by a matriarchal society? 'Excuse me, ma'am, but I should really discuss this with your husband.' I'm sure they'll be very understanding!"

John rolled his eyes. "You're being--"

"If the next word out of your mouth is 'irrational'," Meredith seethed, "I'm filing for the universe's first intergalactic divorce. You're not the one that everyone is expecting to surrender their identity! Not to mention--do you know how many people have asked me when we're planing to spawn?"

"Three." Sheppard replied tiredly, because he'd been told about each one in great detail.

"And that's three too many! Who in their right mind would think that I want to be a mother? Who in their right mind would think that I should be a mother? All this antiquated, anti-feminist BS is--"

"Mer," John interrupted, trying to be soothing, "people are idiots, you know that, and they have a certain understanding of what happens when people get married. You'd think that living in a flying city in another galaxy would make people rethink their preconceived notions, but some things are just really ingrained. You're going to have to let some of it go."

"It's my name!" Meredith insisted. "How many complex scientific papers have your name on them?"

"All right," John said lightly, "I'll just take your name."

"Oh, knock it off." Meredith snapped, but she didn't turn her face away fast enough to disguise the look of wonder that crossed her face at the suggestion. "You would never. You'd be too afraid that everyone would think your big brass balls had shriveled up and fallen off."

"They'd just think that you had them in your pocket, which isn't far from the truth." John replied, flashing her his most charming smile. Mer's lips curled up a bit in the corner, and John was relieved by the sudden drop in tension in the room. "Anyway, you're the one who's going to be getting a Nobel prize and doing the lecture circuit when this is all over. I'll just be the dumb flyboy trophy husband."

Meredith finally crossed the room to collapse beside him in the best. "Oh, right. Like anyone is going to be interested in the chubby, Canadian, female head of the science division. You'll be the one all the TV bimbos will want to interview." Mer spoke in a ridiculous falsetto, sticking out her chest and shoving an imaginary microphone in John's face. "Oh, Colonel Sheppard, how many big bad aliens did you kill? Can you show us some of your scars? Oh, who do you think is going to pay you in the TV movie?" She flopped onto her back, clearly disgusted.

John was distracted for a moment by that thought. "Who would play me?"

Meredith narrowed her eyes at him thoughtfully for a moment, not sitting up. "Hmm. Jake Gyllenhall? He's a skinny pretty-boy, like you."

John poked her for that description, but didn't drop the subject. "And who would play you?"

Meredith snorted, throwing an arm over her eyes. "God, with my luck, probably Rosie O'Donnell."

John pulled a face. "I am not letting my character marry Rosie O'Donnell."

"Of course not." Meredith replied calmly. "If they made a movie, I'd probably be the villain. The arrogant, over-confident scientist who nearly gets everyone killed and who is saved by your brilliance and bravery. And then you'd probably get married to Teyla."

John considered that, and then laid down on the bed next to his wife, turning to throw an arm across her stomach. "TV movies always suck anyway." He said loftily, and he caught Meredith's lips turning up in a smile.

WAH

2008-03-30T02:21:26Z

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

Dedicated to karaokegal

2008-03-24T20:30:17Z

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.

"It isn't what you think," Gwen had told her, the collar of her shirt sliding slowly over her shoulder, unnoticed, showing the impression of a strap from the bra that she was no longer wearing.

"I don't think anything about it." Toshiko replied, not looking away from her computer screen, her finger's dancing over the keyboard without thought. "There's few things I think about less than who Jack is sleeping with from month to month. He seems to think of it as a management style."

"That's what-- we're not sleeping together. It was just a kiss, Tosh."

Toshiko glanced at Gwen long enough to gaze pointedly at her bare shoulder, and Gwen tugged her shirt back together, pink-cheeked. "All right, maybe it was a bit more than a kiss. You know what Jack is like, it wasn't something I planned, and I can't have Rhys find out--"

"What you and Jack do is your business." Tosh cut her off, turning back to the computer. "Stop trying to make it my concern and I won't treat it like it is."

Gwen bit her lip; Tosh could see the expression out of the corner of her eye, Gwen's straight, blunt teeth digging into her already swollen, kiss-stung bottom lip, as if considering the truth of Tosh's words.

"Please don't say anything." Gwen murmured at last, before drifting out of the building still slightly dazed, like a ghost.

She had the video file up on her screen when Jack came up behind her, and he watched with absent interest as the image of himself cupped one of Gwen's breasts, Gwen's head rolling against the brick wall of his office, her hands clutching at his shoulders, bunching up his powder blue dress shirt, one of Jack's braces hanging loose down his arm. Tosh had the recording inching forward at half speed, the resolution good enough that you could see the tip of Jack's pink tongue lovingly circle Gwen's nipple.

"I thought I had managed to disable all of all the cameras in my office." Jack said, almost idly, the sound of him sipping his coffee loud in the empty space. Tosh grinned in quiet pleasure at the comment.

"I have a mobile surveillance unit set to sweep the perimeter after standard hours. It records any unexpected motion and uploads the file to my hard disk." She glanced at Jack through her eyelashes, teasingly coy. "Someone has to know everything that's going on around here."

Jack only sipped on his coffee once more, his eyes locked on the pale expanse of Gwen's throat bared on Tosh's screen, as if perhaps he had been too preoccupied before to fully appreciate the sight.

They watched the rest of the file in silence, until Tosh herself appeared on the screen, looking innocent and embarrassed at walking in on their clinch, the files in her hands falling to the floor and scattering around her feet as she backed out of the room.

"Don't work too late, Tosh." Jack said, turning away, as on the screen he carefully straightened his hair with his fingers and resettled his braces, his back to Gwen as she fumbled with the buttons on her shirt.

bikini season

2008-03-14T23:51:20Z

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

SPN fic: Little Death [Dean/OFC]

2008-03-04T21:02:12Z

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. He barely saw her during the week of the hunt, just fleeting glimpses of mousy brown hair and baggy denim, always leaving a room just as they entered. It wasn't until their last night in Tennessee that she crawled into bed with him, her hands sliding up into his shirt and down into his shorts before he was even fully awake.

Dean had already come once by the time she was tearing open a condom, but she didn't even pause, just worked him almost roughly, her gun-calluses scraping against the soft skin of his dick. She rolled the latex on aonce he was mostly hard and sat right down on top of him, working her hips back and forth, her hand rubbing against his skin where she had it pressed between her legs.

He'd barely had time to wonder if he should be doing something other than lying there gasping, open-mouthed, when she shuddered against him and gasped, her body fluttering around his cock. She gasps for a few moments before rolling of of him, lying in a loose-limbed sprawl beside him on the bed. Squirming uncomfortably for a moment, Dean finally reached down to finish himself off. He reached down and pulled on his dick without even peeling off the condom, the slickness letting him jerk himself off fast and hard until he came with a shudder.

"Oh, wow." The girl said, but she sounded more sickly fascinated than surprised, and when Dean lifted his hand, it was coated in blood. He stared, eyes wide, while the girl laughed lightly and grabbed Dean's arm at the wrist, smearing the blood on his hand across his abdomen.

"Sorry. I always get horny when I'm on the rag. Didn't think it would be that bad, though. Christ, it looks like I took a knife to you."

She brushed a kiss across his cheek when she rolled out of bed, and she was gone by the time that Dean stumbled into the bathroom to vomit, blood sticking in his pubes and slick between his thighs.

Torchwood roundup

2008-02-18T22:46:51Z

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
I'm sure that I'm not alone in saying that I found this episode deeply unsettling. Everything about the idea of butchering a live animal upsets me, and the cavity they showed being mined as if it were an ore deposit was disgusting.

Other than that, I'm really kind of irritated by the insistence upon Gwen's behavior here. I know she's supposed to be the emotional one, but uh, wasn't she a cop even before she came to Torchwood? Detachment is necessary even there, and yet she seems to completely fail in tasks were she's asked to do something she personally finds distasteful.

Also, sorry, I'm just not seeing the chemistry between Jack and Gwen. And by that I mean emotional chemistry, because Jack has sexual chemistry with everyone.

2x05 - Adam
I can't say enough about how much I loved the role reversal between Tosh and Owen. Also, Tosh needs to wear low-cut sweaters a lot more often. Like, say, for the rest of eternity. Not to be crude, but she has real nice breasts. Yowza.

Jack in this ep? Bleh. karaokegal was saying something about how John was overacting due to his stage training, and now that I've seen the ep, I guess I can see it, but basically I think a lot of the problem was the scripting. They wrote lines that didn't sound natural coming out of Jack's mouth. Part of this was probably because they wanted him to be acting unusual, but come on, it was just painful to watch.

2x06 - Reset
God, I love Martha. So gorgeous. And I love the way the team tries to feel out her relationship with Jack, assuming they must be 'old friends', and no one even imagining that he met her while he was gone.

Also, YES, WE GET IT TW, JACK AND IANTO ARE FUCKING LIKE RABBITS. You don't have to remind us about it every single episode, really. I like the Jack/Ianto pairing (sorry K-gal! but I am still working on that John/Jack fic for you) but it should not be a sole focus of the show.

I didn't see Owen's death coming, but I should have. After all, he agreed to go on a date with Tosh, and everyone knows that expressing a romantic interest in Tosh is a one-way ticket to deadsville (population: DEATH).

save me from the ennui [aka Drabble Prompt Thingie Mark 6]

2008-02-11T23:26:28Z

It must be that time again!

Please pity me and give me something to do.

The rules are simply this--post a short prompt. (something like"so-n-so/so-n-so in such place" or "so-n-so/so-n-so, using this word/this phrase" or anything along those lines) Prompts can be anything you want to see, and there are no pairings I am squeamish about. (It must be SHORT, however.) I will write anything with characters from any of the following fandoms. Crossovers are acceptable, but if you want a crossover, please try to be sensible (and not evil) about it.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer
CSI:NY
Doctor Who (9th and 10th Doctor)
Due South
Firefly/Serenity
House, MD
Queer as Folk (UK version)
Stargate: Atlantis
Supernatural
Torchwood
Without a Trace

Post a prompt, and I will get back to you in a relatively speedy fashion (hopefully no longer than 24 hours) with a 100-300 word drabble. No guarantees, no refunds, no complaints.

Also, please to be noting that i have changed my fandom list since the last drabble prompt, to more accurately reflect what I'm actually willing to write. The SG:A is a recent addition, so don't forget it's there. ^_^

And hey, don't hesitate to invite your friends! There's plenty of me to go around.

~Djinn

ramblotronic

2008-02-02T08:05:29Z

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.

So like, that Ianto/Jack scene in this week's Torchwood was so schmaltzy that I was embarrassed for them. Still, I'm not really ever going to complain about men making out on my screen.

Oh, and did anyone else find Toshiko's little glance at Ianto when Tommy asked for tea hilarious. I remember thinking 'I bet k-gal loved this! Don't forget, Ianto, you may be bangin' the boss and carrying a gun, but when it comes down to it, you're still the tea boy!'

And yes, I did cry when Tommy went back to 1918, but then, it's very easy for TV to make me cry for some reason.

Last word: Gwen looked hot this week for some reason. I don't usually like her, but some of her close ups in the hospital were pretty flattering.

And Supernatural! My true love! Not bad this week. Sam and Dean wrestling for the gun=HAWT although I'm less than impressed with this new turn with Ruby. I liked her better (though to be fair, I never really liked her) when her motives were still mysterious. At least then it wasn't creeping into OH POOR DEMON ME *ANGSTS* territory.

And the chick playing the boss demon? Seriously, how hot was she? Why couldn't she have been Ruby? Or Bela? Or hell, anything other than a one-ep guest?? Dude, those lips, and the eyes and her--GUH!

*DED*

~Djinn

blargh

2008-01-13T01:27:52Z

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

AAAAARGH!

2007-12-30T01:32:00Z

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

winter holiday!

2007-12-18T16:51:56Z

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

theorizing

2007-12-16T05:43:59Z

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 ...

I know many of us were unsurprised (though not unHAPPY, by any means) to find out that the amulet came from Sam. i think the one thing that did shock a lot of us, however, was probably that Sam had been insulated entirely from the true nature of their father's absences until such a late time. But that lead to my second thought ...

Sammy didn't know about monsters, which means that not only did Dean and John not tell him, but Bobby couldn't have told him either. Thus, Sam had to be unaware of the true nature of the amulet, though I'm sure it did have a supernatural purpose, and that Bobby knew it. But Sam couldn't have, and still would not have, even when he gifted Dean with it. Thus, unless Dean later researched it, he wouldn't know the nature of it either--his connection to it is sentimental, not supernatural. So ... is this foreshadowing of a role that the pendant is going to play in Dean's salvation?

What I'm saying is this. I was given the impression that Sam and Dean don't really know that the amulet is a supernatural object, and after so long a time, it's conceivable that Bobby might have forgotten about it, as well, especially since he might even still believe it was give to John. (that might be a bit of a stretch, but no unbelievable.) Is it too much to hope that the season will end with Sam tearfully saying his goodbyes, only for the boys to discover at the last minute that Sam's childhood gift, this proof of their affection for each other, was the key all along?

*daydreams*

~Djinn

brief outrage

2007-12-08T06:12:48Z

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.

social commentary?

2007-12-01T15:40:15Z

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.

Wee!

2007-11-23T00:50:11Z

Happy Thanksgiving to my US friends!

And here are some special gifts for my non-US friends:

Non-US friends who are not spoiler free--please feel free to demand spoilers from me. ^_^

more memes that you ever need (ever)

2007-11-16T06:06:04Z

Meme taken from EVERYWHERE ELSE. (primarily rivers_bend)

1. Answer the questions and type answers into google image search.
2. Post an image from the first results page as the answer.

Age at next birthday.

Place you'd like to travel.

Favourite place.

Favourite object.

Favourite food.

Favourite animal.

Favourite color.

Place you were born.

Place you live.

Name of past pet.

Screenname.

First name.

Middle name.

Last name.

Bad habit.

First job.

Grandmother's name.

Favourite holiday.

god DAMN it!

2007-11-15T04:32:02Z

I just found out that Anissa Pierce (aka Thunder) and Grace Choi really are sleeping together in the Outsiders comic! And I never even knew! >_<

Why, oh why, can't I have a comic books store near my house? I haven't been able to read anything with the new lesbian Batwoman, either, and I only dabbled in Gotham central, which featured arguably the most famous DC-verse lesbian, Renee Montoya.

I am a bad lesbian comic geek.

On the bright side, today I discovered that, not only is the kennel I am now employed at family owned, it's FAMILY owned, if you catch my drift.

... if you didn't: it's owned by two lesbians. Maybe they can introduce me to someone, I don't remember the last time I've been on a date.

Now I go to angst about missing out on all the good lesbian comics culture.

~Djinn

MONEY

2007-11-14T01:54:34Z

I just got a job!

The place I went to interview last week called on Sunday to say that, unfortunately, they had given the job to someone else. I was disappointed, but told the woman (the same one who had interviewed me) that I appreciated her calling to let me know. I've been to too many interviews that ending with me never, ever hearing from the people again.

Today, she called again to say that they'd gotten approval from the owners to hire a second person (which she'd mentioned to me that she was hoping for) to do front office work and maybe some work in the kennel as well, and was I still looking for work?

I was (duh!) so now, I work at a small boarding kennel! Oh, be still my heart! ^_^

Since I know have an income again, I'm probably going to spend real money on LJ solstice gifts. Hmm, I wonder which is more practical--extra icons, or paid accounts/extensions?

~Djinn$$

ambivalence

2007-11-10T08:17:48Z

Djinn's new laptop arrived today. Yay! And yet, also, boo. On the plus side, I can actually move it from place to place without the battery spontaneously deciding that it doesn't have a charge--on the other hand, the new laptop is running Vista, and I hate having to adapt to a new look/feel with my OS. I'm totally an old woman that way. [crotchety] You know, when I was your age, we ran programs through DOS! And we were grateful for DOS! And floppy disks were actually floppy--and roughly the size of my hand with all it's fingers extended! And CDs were the stuff of dreams and fantasy!

Am I dating myself? I'm really not that old. Seems the computer age makes everything faster, including becoming an old woman.

Also, I had a very encouraging job interview that I'm somewhat optimistic about. There's a dog kennel in Andice that's family-owned, and it seems like a real nice place. Hard manual labor is involved, but I'll take physical exertion over customers screaming at me over things I can't control any day. I really hope they call me back. *fingers crossed*

~Djinn

sexy (like a sexy thang)

2007-11-04T05:54:58Z

Now is the time for generic 'this is sexy' icons.

If anyone would like to add text, or would like me to add text, I don't have any problem with that.

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On a less pictographic note, Djinn is getting a new laptop! The old one is on her last legs, but hopefully will last out the final week until the new one arrives. Yay!

~Djinn