Love In The Asylum

Wow, did not expect a weekend with my family to be quite this exhausting. In a fun way, of course. My aunt from Vancouver was in town for a short visit and I wanted to see her, so I went over to my grandma's yesterday and we spent the whole afternoon in the kitchen. I have now graduated in my potsticker technique to making my own wrappers - it is kind of a pain in the ass to roll it out and I wouldn't do it every time, but it was really fun doing it with my aunt and my grandma. And the chicken-shrimp-lemongrass dumplings turned out sooo good. Then they dropped me off at my mom's and I spent the night there cuddling the kitties and the rabbit and talking about serial killers with my mom. It's so nice to share interests with your family, isn't it?

This afternoon we went with my grandpa over to my aunt's house to hang out and have lunch - not a big family event like it usually is, just the four of us. We discussed aircraft carriers and canned meat products, fed charcoal bricks to the pigs, and it was once again affirmed that I am by far the most mature person in this family. Also, I learned that my great-grandma used to work for the Pentagon and my grandma worked for the CIA.

Possibly related to the above, I spent most of the drive home plotting out a story based on "The Bagman's Gambit" where a Secret Agent and a Spy are in love, and the Secret Agent is trading information (mostly useless stuff or things they would inevitably find out anyway, so he doesn't feel like a traitor) to the Spy because if he fails or tries to defect his people will have him killed. The Secret Agent finally gets caught by his people, and he promises to tell them everything as long as they swear to keep Spy safe and not arrest him or send him home or let him be killed. I love a good tragic love story.

colourofsaying introduced me to Scandinavia and the World on Friday, and I now ship Norway/Denmark to a completely stupid degree. It is just so sweet and fond and full of cuddling and affectionate make-outs and hand-holding, right up until Norway picks Denmark up and fucks him through the wall.

On the football front, I am so insanely proud of Arsenal right now, I can't even say. They are still struggling, and there is a lot of work to be done, but I am starting to see some faint signs of hope for their season, and I'm really glad they are starting to turn it around. I love my Vantastic captain so much. I'm slightly less happy with Barcelona this week (what was that match against Sevilla, lads?). But I still have a lot of opinions about Pep Guardiola's sex life.

masterofmidgets: (sometimes he wonders if he's the only coach who is this close to his players. And then he has to go scrub his brain until he stops thinking about Mou and Cristiano making out)
masterofmidgets: that's when he has to call Figo
colourofsaying: Figo talks him down.
masterofmidgets: "come over and fuck me until I can't see it in my head anymore"
colourofsaying: you owed me a nice image for that horrible one.
masterofmidgets: Figo's one of the only ones who can really take him out of his head
masterofmidgets: with Xavi or Cesc, it's fun, but in the back of his mind he's still thinking about making sure he doesn't do anything to make them not match-fit
colourofsaying: and with Leo he's thinking about fucking him so stupid he'll stop thinking about football long enough to sleep
masterofmidgets: and with Raul there were a lot of complicated emotions
colourofsaying: so many emotions
masterofmidgets: but with Figo, everything is so intense and in the moment that most of the time he can't even talk
masterofmidgets: he's just getting properly /fucked/
masterofmidgets: (which is fascinating, because Figo is probably the closest to a romance/friendship out of the people he sleeps with. I picture them spending a lot of time hanging out after sex and talking about clothes.)
colourofsaying: they go shopping together!
masterofmidgets: Pep has better taste, but Figo is a bit more adventurous

Another reason to love xkcd:


alt text: Yes, there are a lot of longing looks across the bridge of Galactica first, but that's beside the point!

Three Things About Thursday (shut up, this makes it easier to keep my thoughts straight when I'm tired)

1) I had to read a selection of Queen Victoria's journal entries and letters to friends/family/her daughter for my lit class tonight, and aside from the court intrigue, the overrideing theme in them seemed to be OMG ALBERT IS HOT WE HAVE SO MUCH SEX. Kate Beaton was not wrong. And it's a little disconcerting. In a side note, I'm starting to feel like I will never have free time ever again. SO MUCH READING.

2) Has anyone else seen the Music Meister episode of Batman: The Brave and The Bold yet? BECAUSE IT IS AMAZING. It's a musical! A Batman musical! With Neil Patrick Harris as the musical supervillain! Seriously, go watch it now.

3) I want an AU version of the 4th/5th seasons of NCIS where the Tony's Secret Girlfriend plot is actually Tony's Secret Boyfriend - either a flat-out genderswap, or one where that is the whole point of the subterfuge, that he's in a serious relationship with a man for the first time and hiding it because it will jeopardize his career. I don't know, I just think it would be interesting.

I've never been aware of Barry Allen, other than in a sort of peripheral, 'hey, isn't he that guy who used to be the Flash before he died and now everyone loves him?' way, and to be honest he doesn't interest me that much. So I haven't been paying a ton of attention to the whole Flash: Rebirth thing, other than to roll my eyes at DC's huge collective hard-on for the Silver Age. But the scans from the new issue got posted in Scans_Daily 2.0 yesterday, and when I saw the Bart Allen tag, well, I had to check it out.

( Spoilers for Flash: Rebirth )

I just realized, when I went to look something up in my Booster Gold book, that every comic book I own is in California. All I have here is one volume of Marvel Adventures: Avengers that I took for emergency reading on the plane. Luckily it's the book where Hulk wrestles a pig and Steve and Tony go on a date, but still.

DDDDDDDDD:

I need to get a job so I can buy some JLI. And some Cable & Deadpool. And some Marvel Adventures.

(at least my room is full of 20 million unpacked boxes of books I haven't seen or read in years?)

So, my life is really incredibly boring right now. I'm still in recovery mode from school, all my friends are in different states so I can't hang out with them, and my dad's place is kind of in the middle of nowhere so there's nothing nearby for me to do. Mostly I'm watching a lot of TV, staying up until all hours of the night, and then sleeping well into the afternoon. It's nice, but not terribly exciting.

I was supposed to see my mom for the first time since I got home, but she wasn't feeling well, so instead I ended up eating dinner with my dad and one of his clients (or, I think former client). Which was nice enough, but I'm really dying to see my mom. It's only been three months! We made plans to meet up on Friday, and hopefully that won't fall through. *crosses fingers*

What is it lately with comics bringing back/threatening to bring back characters I like? Bart's back, and Kon's back (but Tim's still emo, god), Steve's coming back supposedly, and Ted was in a panel of the Blackest Night preview so now I have suspicions that he might make an appearance in that. It's weird, I should be really happy, but...I don't trust either Marvel or DC not to fuck this up. I'm worried that Steve will be a fake-out, or a clone, or they'll do something really stupid with Dark Reign, or they'll kill off Tony in Invincible Iron Man, where he's getting more and more brain-damaged. And what's the point of having Ted in Blackest Night if they already said Booster won't be in it? Oh Marvel. Oh DC. My faith in you is shaken worse than San Francisco after an earthquake.

Oh hey! I've got a bunch of new people friending me lately, so this is another public announcement: I have Dreamwidth codes, and if anyone wants one, just comment with an email address and I will hook you up until I run out (I think I have eight right now).

On more than one occasion, I've heard Marvel's Civil War described as "That time Steve and Tony had a horrible messy break-up and dragged everyone they knew into it." Honestly, the story just works better - and god knows their horrible OOCness makes more sense - if you read it as a domestic dispute.

Stuff like this? NOT HELPING TO CHANGE MY MIND.

( Spoilery page from Dark Reign: FF under the cut )

OMG! Watchmen! OMG!

I'm trying to have coherent thoughts, but mostly I've just been flailing since I walked out of the theater. But, uh, here's a rundown of my impressions, most of which are pretty much in line with everyone else's that I've heard.

1. Rorshach/Nite Owl = OTP. They just...okay, they were so slashy and wonderful and totally, totally together at some point in their past.
2. Laurie's actress was not as bad as I was led to expect - she started pretty wooden and awful, but she got a lot better as the movie went on.
3. Manhattan's blue lips fascinated me a lot more than his blue penis.
4. The music worked in some places (LIKE THE OPENING CREDITS OMG) and was LOLFAIL in others, especially the sex scene.
5. I could not get into the Dan/Laurie sex scene at all, because I was way too busy being distracted by Dan's adorable squishy ass.
6. Everything looked gorgeous and perfect and I will be very surprised if they don't win a metric fuckton of art and FX awards.
7. RORSHACH=LOVE. SMELLY, CRAZY, FILTHY, BLOODY, VIOLENT LOVE.
8. As much as I wanted the fake space squid, the bombs worked as well...and kind of made more sense to me.
9. The climactic scene in Ozy's palace thingy was pitch perfect and wonderful and really brings into full realization that in any realistic world with superheroes - there can't be any. Fan-fucking-tastic.

I really loved this movie! And so did hanjuuluver, who went with me, which was a little bit of a surprise to me. She's not that into comics, despite my frequent flailing at her, and she's never read or even heard of Watchmen. Yay! We had a really good afternoon together overall - got pizza and then wandered around the mall for two hours before the movie. I got new hairsticks! And she got a really cute shirt. My attempts to find a cute skirt were thwarted, but I'm not that bothered, because after shopping we saw Watchmen and how could I be upset about anything after that!

I feel weird writing about Young Justice characters when I'm so mad at Peter David, but the muse wants what it wants, and this just sort of happened. A little bit of Tim/Kon/Bart set sometime around current continuity, so, you know, Tim is emo.

"You all live so slow!" Tim remembers when Bart used to complain about that, hands splayed wide and feet jittering in place, so frustrated that he had to wait for them to catch up to him. "I could run all the way to Hong Kong and get us take out and you'd still be standing here deciding what you want for dinner. Doesn't it bug you?”

He remembers the nightmares Kon used to have. He called them Peter Pan dreams and he never wanted to talk about them in the morning, but sometimes in the safe deniability of the darkened room, he'd scrub his knuckles across his eyes and mutter, "What if they never fixed me? What if I was just going to be me, forever, while you guys all got old and died?"

He’d reassured Superboy, and he’d slowed Impulse down, and he’d resigned himself to a lifetime of dealing with their extraordinary problems, but he’d thought…well, he hadn’t, that was all. He was just Tim, just a boy who dressed up like a bird and they were so much more, so he hadn’t let himself think that one day he would be the only one left, that they would leave him with nothing but their statues at the Tower and a bitter taste in his mouth.

But he’s overtaken Bart, and he’s outlived Kon, and now there’s only Robin, perched on a rooftop and pulling his cape close against the Gotham winter chill.