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[livejournal.com profile] mahaliem: Thank you so much for another gorgeous card. You always brighten up my day!

[livejournal.com profile] talitha78: Virtual lollies! *squee* I am eating fish and chips right now! I wish I could send you a virtual spring roll. ;-p
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In one last fit of touristiness, [livejournal.com profile] talitha78 treated us both to a Lord of the Rings Tour today, and it was every bit as cheesy as I feared, though apparently that translated into as cheesy as she'd hoped, so call it a win. Initially I sat there and played along when the guide assumed I too was from Chicago -- I'd already threatened to pretend to be Swedish -- but finally I couldn't bear it any more. When he asked me if I'd come to Wellington for its Rings connections I had to confess that no, y'know, I live here, and was here for the hoopla, and met the stars, and yeah... I refrained from saying that being driven round parking lots and told they used to be wet sets etc is kinda lame after having had security prevent you from using the path to your own house because some Black Riders were on it. The best bit was when we ran across a rival tour at Rivendell -- I have to admit it was a crackup that there were official signs pointing the way there, along with all the normal ones to rivers and tracks, because the forest ranger got sick of tourists asking -- and the two guides got into a face-off. "We were the first..." said one, extra loud. "We improved the experience..." the other responded, and so on.

A more authentic experience, by orders of magnitude, was our trip to Kaikoura, where we sampled Maori hospitality, communed with sperm whales and dusky dolphins, the god of the sea was mean to Talitha, as were the "nachos" (I'm fairly sure I've warned people against eating "Mexican food" in small NZ towns), got sunburned and generally had a good time. Ooh, the funniest moment for me would have to be when we were having tea in our Maori guide's home, with his family present, and he asked how we'd met. Ermmm...

Moi: On the internet?
Him: In a chat room?
Me: Sort of?
Him: What did you have in common?
The ever present devil on my shoulder: Gay porn, copyright infringement, and world domination!!!1!
Talitha: Television.
Him: What kind?
Me: Ermmm... Superman? Sci-fi???
His daughter: I should look into that!
Me: *death from above*

Also, I have been showing Talitha British tv -- she initially asked for Kiwi, but there is none that I could in conscience show a sentient being -- and she totally cannot tell one accent from another. This fills me with unkind mirth. I'm all, "He's upper class, he's working class, she's from here, he's..." and it's all Greek to her. "See the same actor play two different roles, in two different accents. No?" Hee. And then she couldn't understand the WPC on Life on Mars at all. Before you frown at my meanness, every couple of hours Talitha whips out a little notebook and writes something down -- "Called x a y!"; "Hangs underwear outside when doing laundry!"; "Drinks 5000 cups of tea a day!" -- so it goes both ways. The underwear and tea may be our two biggest cultural differences. "How much tea are you going to drink? OMG, the LoM cops drink even more tea than you do! Hey! Bodie made that stupid girl a cup of tea before she got shot!" Well if she'd drunk it, she wouldn't have got shot! Such is the power of tea. Fear it!

I can't believe the ten days is up already and I have to take Talitha to the airport tomorrow! Woe!

ETA: There is apparently one good local show: Outrageous Fortune. I've been too busy downloading Supernatural to see it, for which I perform an act of contrition.
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Five questions from [livejournal.com profile] bloodquartz.

1. What is your honest, no holds barred opinion of the NZ government today?

I'm happy with our government. They've brought in social policy I care about -- Civil Unions, the Relationship Property Act (the cases where partners missed out used to make me cry at Law School), the decriminalisation of prostitution (not that I'm in favour of prostitution, but it always bugged me that men utilising the services of a prostitute were in the clear, but women offering said services were for the high jump), subsidy of the arts; and they've stood firm on foreign affairs that are important -- accepting refugees, our nuclear free policy, refusing to go to Iraq. Those are the two things I care about most. Economic policy? Meh. Though I prefer social spending to tax cuts, so thumbs up there too.

2. Who are 5 fictional characters you most wish you could have a conversation with?

Dean Winchester. Not so I can jump his bones -- get your minds out of the gutter -- but because I'd like to talk to him about being an older sibling in an uprooted family. Boy needs some good advice from someone who's been there. Then I'd feed him pie. Many and sundry homemade pies. Then I'd jump his bones. Lex Luthor. Ditto. I'd like to grab him when he was twenty-one, give him a good shake, then tell him about how to be honest but not a doormat. Rodney McKay. I'd like to give him a damn good talking to about the soft sciences. I fear the shouting and name calling and the sheer amount of eau d'ego in the air (mine rises also when social science is under attack) might lead to a concomitant surge of lust. Erm... Fox Mulder. For old times' sake. And to see if five years' additional mulling it over has made the fucking conspiracy make any more sense. Oooh! And Robin Hood. My first and longest lasting love. Seriously, from like two to seventeen.

3. What's one change you most want to see in the world?

To see America get the government it deserves. Honestly. I mean no disrespect. I love America. I love Americans. In my eight state odyssey I adored everyone and everything. The worst thing that ever happened was someone snapped at me for walking on the wrong side of the footpath in Chicago. All I ask in return is that that government have a modicum more respect for the rest of us.

4. What's your perspective on fanworks and artists' rights?

If you deprive an artist of revenue they were legitimately entitled to, that's theft. With the caveat that I do download television programmes I'm fannish about from the States/Canada/the UK. How do I justify it? Because I could wait a lifetime for them to surface in NZ, and when they do they're barely guaranteed a slot. And then I buy the damn dvds anyway, so I do pay for the show. The only losers are local tv channels which lose advertising revenue, and as far as I'm concerned that's a boycott against their offensive practices.

Re fanfic et al... Once you loose a beast into the public domain, the gloves are off. I can do what I want with it. When I was a student and freezing to death one winter, I got down all the books I hated out of the wardrobe and burned them in the fireplace. And part of me shuddered, because I couldn't help thinking of Berlin, but part insisted it was bad taste I was punishing. And the majority just revelled in being warm. I wrote my own Robin Hood book when I was six. We acted out the A-Team in the playground when I was eight. I went to a Doctor Who convention when I was fifteen and we filmed a new adventure. Reading and writing fanfic is my adult engagement with the text. If Aeschylus can call his tragedies "slices from the great banquet of Homer" then I'm in good company. Fanartists are the mythologisers of the new millenium. And mythology belongs to the people.

5. What are five quotes that just resound with your personal worldview and why?

"I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it." Voltaire. It's not the First Amendment for nothing. Or as Alan Shore put it, "Speech is free, you hack."

"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends." Martin Luther King. Take a damn stand. If something's wrong, say so.

"All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing." Edmund Burke. I'm all for active intervention. Within clearly prescribed parameters.

"Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die." I confess, I'm a bit of a hedonist at home. Apparently a conflation: "To eat, and to drink, and to be merry." Ecclesiastes VIII 15; "Let us eat and drink for tomorrow we die." Isaiah XXII 13; and "Eat, drink, and make love, for all the rest is not worth that [a snap of the fingers]." Sardanapalus.

"I hate him as I hate the gates of hell, that man who says one thing while holding in his heart another." Homer, Iliad IX. I had to get one classics quote in. And I have a special dislike of hypocrisy.
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Thank you so much to the anonymous sweetheart who gifted me with a red rose. That was so sweet!

And just at the right time too, when I was feeling a little down.

If you would like to make a fannish request, please do so here. Anonymously, of course.

*hugs*
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Forgive my presumption, but I just sat down to watch at long last and discovered I didn't get episode seven of season seven when I was madly downloading. Does anyone at all out there have a copy that they'd be able to upload for me, or know where I'd be able to get it? Eternal gratitude and favours would ensue.
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Does anyone have a working link to the novella? The one where I originally read it is broken, and the NY Times one is too. Failing that, does anyone have a copy saved they could email me? I'd really like to reread it now that I've seen the movie.
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Valentine's Day

I've been offline for two days, and consequently missed all the fun - instead I send love to everyone on lj I've ever interacted with. You astound me constantly with your wit, your charm, your generosity, your gentle support... And lj, I love you too. I like you much more than RL, where I had to hide downstairs and watch Lois & Clark while avoiding my best friend and the recently designated love of her life *dancing* upstairs.

And thank you so so so much to my two anonymous beloveds who left me secret messages chez Madelyn.

Me and My Fic, ie WIPs R Us

I've been busy enough to die the last fortnight, given that school's back in, but found time this afternoon to write most of chapter 3 of the 'Lex and Clark go to Metropolis' verse. I was meant to be coaching the rowing team, but even I tire of sweaty boys in lycra eventually. [livejournal.com profile] enderwiggin24, can you please send me a rude email on Sunday and ask me where it is if it isn't up? That's a firm deadline.

I'm also *very* excited about my assignment for [livejournal.com profile] remixredux and have decided which story I am going to do. I'm a little afraid of what will happen to *my* story, but also looking forward to finding out.

I'm deeply ashamed that I have three outstanding ficlets for 'Fic on Demand'. Sorry guys! I had to start planning lectures. They'll go up one per day for the rest of this week.

[livejournal.com profile] atheneglaukopis and other classici, I'm still working on that (overdue) Alexander!porn. I must say it makes life interesting when lines come to me in the middle of a class. Blah blah blah, Chaironeia, blah, wolfskins, body fluids, woops, back to that oblique advance. If you want to hassle me on this one, wait till next week, then feel free. You know me and pressure. I'm a hothouse flower.

Other Fannish

I finally saw Brokeback Mountain. I think it broke *me*. I went feeling all staunch and "read the book, forewarned is forearmed", and when the *ahem* happened and I was still dry-eyed, I thought I was going to make it. But then I burst into tears in the last scene in the caravan and couldn't stop. I really thought all involved did a wonderful job. I then, naturally, got in an argument this morning with a colleague (the same one who called Alexander 'deeply disturbing') who declared that noone in the film was gay, and it was all situational. Though he wasn't intelligent enough to come up with 'situational', he just blustered about being stuck up a mountain. Ass.

Still loving and adoring Stargate: Atlantis. I have never been gladder to be seduced to the dark side. I'm not up to writing real fic yet, but amused myself by creating mock school reports for John and Rodney for the Documentation challenge at [livejournal.com profile] sga_flashfic.

I had to fetch down my own school reports to do it, and I have to say, I was horrified by how cruel some teachers used to be. And I was top of my class! If they were that nasty about me, I hate to think what some poor kids copped. My favourite comment, though, was from the priest who took me for Divinity, who gave me a 1+ for academic and an A for effort and wrote: "Victoria makes no effort in this subject. She has a bad attitude, and could do much better." Well honestly, not to be a raving egomaniac, but how??? I guess technically there's room for improvement since it's not an A+, but sheesh. Not much of the Christian spirit there. Evidently accidentally professing atheism within his earshot was unforgiveable. Pretty much everyone else just said I talked too much. Some things never change.

And that's a wrap. I have *triathlon* tomorrow. I *hate* athletics season.
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Or at least friendslove.

[livejournal.com profile] valentinesecret, you rule.

This icon is so pretty, and it was such a sweet idea, it makes me all warm and happy.

Thank you.

*tries to think of suitable requital for anonymous valentine...*
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For [livejournal.com profile] talitha78, who started the madness by sending me the *best* gift for Christmas.

Even Action Figures Need Love )

Thanks so much hon! The holiday season was less than perfect around here, but you brightened up my entire day. Your generosity and thoughtfulness means so much. I love the little guys!
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Is there anyone out there that can do a down and dirty beta for me, nothing huge, just read over and say yay or nay? It's clex (of course!), S4 (yes, I'm as surprised as you are), angsty and slightly angry but it picks up, I swear. Oh, and NC-17. :-D
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Did you make this icon?

Do you recognise this icon?

I just stumbled across it while cleaning up my desktop, and am ashamed to say I don't know who made it, whether it was for sharing, or whether I just thought it was gorgeous, in which case it's supposed to be in my Look But Don't Touch folder. Either way I want to credit it to the right person.

Any suggestions would be much appreciated. It's sadly dated July, so I can't skip a million to find it.

ETA: It was [livejournal.com profile] elsmoka. I should have known. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] phantomwise for her eagle eyes and good memory.
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Well I'm back. And I have very little to say. But because you were all so fantastic and supportive (and I'm not just saying that, it really helped a lot) I will say that I feel matters have been satisfactorily resolved, at least for the foreseeable future. It wasn't pleasant, but nothing truly horrendous happened either, and none of my worst fears materialised. And I had a truly cathartic moment in the middle of an argument where it suddenly occurred to me that I could just walk out the door, and as long as I remembered to snag my handbag on the way out then everything would be okay. I could go to a hotel, I could go to town, I could go to the airport and go home. Bless being an adult, and bless Visa.

It was all pretty draining, which is why I've spent the last four days in bed, but I feel alive again now, and ready to face the world. And this journal is returning to matters fannish. Of which I have a confession. During said four days I watched my newly arrived S4 dvd set of Smallville. And here's the worrying thing. I liked it. I mean, my resistance was low, and I agreed with every criticism you all had for it... But I enjoyed almost every episode. Even the worst ones. I'm both embarrassed and afraid, but also filled with new enthusiasm for all my stalled WIPs, including the angry angsty one I wrote in Melbourne at the height of my annoyance. I have to go to the Post Office now, but when I get home I'm officially back in the land of the Smallville love.

GIP

Aug. 15th, 2005 07:43 pm
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This icon!!!

[livejournal.com profile] thecaelum made it, along with some other beauties, and it was love at first sight.

Is it wrong that it makes me want to hug woobie!Lex? It *is* Alexander, rather than Lex, isn't it? But he still looks so lost and sad...

*mumblemumble*Parallel!Lex*mumblemumble*
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I have no filters. If you're on the flist I read you. I don't generally read fic from outside my fandoms, but I read your commentary to see if I should start watching the shows. I get a sense of knowing you if you talk about life. Sometimes I feel your pain, and I often feel your joy. I don't comment as much as I used to when I was at home more - the new job takes up too much time and I can't read lj at work - but I always reply to comments you leave, and I love lj thread "conversation", even if it is broken up over days.

You guys are great. Hang around!!!

And I'll take this opportunity to once more encourage lurkers and new folk on the flist to say hi. You don't need to all the time, but if you have two minutes, do so now. Let me put a voice to your name.
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One of my favourite quotes has always been Albert Einstein, "If my theory of relativity is proven successful, Germany will claim me as a German, and France will declare that I am a citizen of the world. Should my theory prove untrue, France will say that I am a German, and Germany will declare that I am a Jew."

In that spirit, and also because I am curious, please answer the following questions, some more serious than others. All in good fun, no offence intended to anyone or anywhere at all.

[Poll #540390]
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It's the holidays again. How I love them. And I had a great thought. Well, it seems great to me. You can laugh quietly behind your hands.

My friends and I are currently playing The Biggest Loser1. We meet every Sunday for dinner (horribly healthy) and then have a ceremonial weigh-in on the Official Scales of Doom. The biggest loser gets a (non-food-related) reward and the others have to do fatigues. It's working very well.

Anyway, my thought was... I should have posting deadlines for the WIPs of the Apocalypse. And you - yes that means *you*2 - should mock, castigate, and generally harrass me if/when I don't meet them. Pretend you're my personal trainers. Or the American Idol judges. Whatever. Don't feel bad, I thrive on this sort of heckling. Honestly.

And if you happen to believe that *positive* reinforcement is better, then feel free to reward my successes in any way you see fit. But make me succeed first!

As a teaser of sorts, here's what's sitting on the desktop currently:

[Unnamed] - Cleaning Up is Hard to Do fic based on Tempus Fugitive
Lex, Lies and Videotape - Cleaning Up is Hard to Do fic based on Sex, Lies and Videotape (big surprise, huh?)
Parallel - the fic that never dies. But does keep chugging along.

and a million other things, but that's where my head is right now...

But I need your help! Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I'm setting myself an inaugural deadline of Thursday. Meet me here with blame or praise, whichever I deserve. That way, we all win.

1. I loved this show. I can't explain why, ordinarily I hate reality tv with the passion of a thousand exploding Kryptons. But this one I watched. And I ate junk food while doing so! Symptomatic, perhaps, of my problem.

2. This includes lurkers! All of you! It's a team effort! Go the Purple Team!
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Many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] oxoniensis and [livejournal.com profile] svmadelyn for the survivor buttons.

And I did. Survive. It almost killed me. Not just quality wise, but the whole "You downloaded 5000 megs at 20c a meg!!!" fiasco too. I love Lex a lot, but not $1000 worth. Not for S4.

Smallville S4 Survivor!!!

These earrings (and Clark's cufflinks, when I'm in a bad mood) say it all for me.
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My sekrit gay boyfriend, the one who reckons that if we drink enough champagne beforehand, and I call him Alexander in bed, we can conceive our love child the old fashioned way instead of resorting to science (I'm never sure whether this is flattering or insulting), wants to read my fic.

He stumbled across it by asking me if he could send an email from my pc, and then gratutiously and rather rudely opening all my minimised files. And I was extrememly annoyed as well as embarrassed - this is a fairly gross breach of etiquette, surely, even for very good friends? - but I'm over it now and he keeps begging.

And when I said, "You're not exactly my target demographic" he was outraged, and insisted, "But it's *gay* porn!"

Which it is and isn't. Good old, much missed [livejournal.com profile] timian is the only man who's ever been on my flist1, and I really do think I write for women. Or at least, I write for *me*, and I'm a woman. Surprise!

So should I let him? Is this a red herring and I really just don't want a good friend reading my stuff in real life? Thoughts? Comments?

In other news, my rah-rah squad has done excellent work and the next *three* chapters, no less, of Parallel are in editing. Thank you all. :-D

1. If you are in fact on my flist and you're a man, and I don't know it, I apologise sincerely. But in that case, say hi, damn it!!!

ETA: Actually, [livejournal.com profile] forked may also have a y-chromosome. And if not, I'm just digging myself deeper.
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Is there anyone out there at this perhaps odd time zone hour who could do a fifteen minute read over? Not a beta, just a "you suck"; "it's okay"; "change this *one* thing" sort of thing? It's 1800 words of Achilles/Patroklos, no smut.

Otherwise my little orphan goes out a bastard into the world.

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