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Hockey RBB post the second: Sidney Crosby mix edition. "Your Robot Heart is Bleeding" was written for it by taliahale (AO3 link). Again, only a zip for the whole mix, no individual track links. Posted to Tumblr as well and I'll add a proper link later (I'm thecointossed, in any case).

sensible person (hot to the touch, cold on the inside).Collapse )

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it's the thrill of the fight.

Hockey Reverse Big Bang art post the first. This is my "women who play hockey" mix, and it goes with speakingwosound's fic "It Takes Blood and Guts" (link to AO3). I have limited internets, so there's just a zip for the whole mix, no individual track links. Covers, listing, and ~lyric snippets under the cut. Also posted on the tumbler here.

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I know it's been approximately seven forevers, but a thing happened and I feel too selfish posting about it on Facebook and Tumblr feels too impersonal (I haven't known most of my followers for very long and I don't post personal stuff there basically ever, so). ANYway.

someone dear to my world died suddenly. i gotta ramble a little bit.Collapse )

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1. It's occurred to me that people could also frond me on Facebook. I'm on there a lot a lot and have huge enormous human-eating boundaries around privacy and my family/work/etc. Uh. Yeah. stop.killer.acronyms at the Gmail.

2. I listened to "Etc. (Light Em Up)" when it was first released, and felt a bit eh about it (it's no "'From Now On We Are Enemies'" is all I'm saying, and that was the last thing they put out and there's a natural comparison), but then I listened to it again the other day and then listened to it about seven times in a row. DAMN YOU WENTZ ET AL.

3. I'm having souvlaki for dinner and I'm happy about that. If only it would get here.

THE END!

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1. Hockey RPF keeps being exactly what I want in a fandom right now. It's got an adequate flow of quality fic in the ships I want to read, and it's also incredibly low-maintenance. Thanks, hockey RPF.

2. My tumblercation led to a sad lapse in skills, and I've now lost to the ether a gifset of Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellen calling each other "Sir Patrick" and "Sir Ian" AND one of Jared Padalecki making fun of Jensen Ackles for being an old. WHY DID I FORGET ABOUT BOTH THE QUEUE AND HEARTING THINGS. WHY.

3. Fall Out Boy. That is all.

4. My life is a bit o__o right now, with the moving and the still moving and the still moving and the adjusting to another person being around in my house and the everything hurts all the time. So. Fandom! Input with no output, on tap! It's pretty great.

5. And I miss Hilary a lot. When I'm done moving (project completion: Spring 2024! Your tax dollars at work!), I'm going to do a memorial Sports Night re-watch. I feel she would appreciate the thought and also the lolariousness.

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someone's bound to get burned.

1. Uh. Still not dead!

2. I have a new Tumbler, because I got involved with Teen Wolf crap and then couldn't post to my old one because of reasons. It's sufficiently-accurate. It's a Charles Babbage quote. Whatever. In conclusion: you should follow me on there if you want to. Basically it's a lot of me coming up with adorable tags and sometimes complaining about things.

3. So I moved last week and the new house is quite great. I managed to get totally burned out on human contact during the move and had to spend two days under a blanket reading fic and not really eating. It was so awesome let's never do it again. My roommate is incredibly patient and nice, though. Hopefully I can unpack more than a bowl and a spoon this weekend.

4. Oh! I'm going to NOLOSE this summer, probably. It's a conference for fatties by fatties and it's in Portland so it will only cost me $30 to get there and back. YOU SHOULD COME if you can. PORTLAND IS AMAZING. FAT PEOPLE BEING AWESOME ARE ALSO AMAZING.

5. I didn't get tickets to see FOB at the Commodore (sold out in an hour while I was in a goddamn union meeting being a responsible adult in solidarity with my fellow fucking workers, DAMMIT) and I'm kind of pissed about it. When I'm not in the ~process of moving, I'm going to obsessively check Craigslist, but ugh. Pissed.

(WHO GOT MY TICKETS. I BET IT WAS THAT DOUCHEBRO WHO WAS GETTING FIFTEEN-YEAR-OLD GIRLS DRUNK AT THE LAST SHOW. FUCKER.)

6. I have a beard. It's ridiculous.

The end!

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Hi! I'm here. New FOB! Show here at my favourite venue in June! I'm moving next month. Arrow keeps filming at the end of my street and it's freaking me out (that's not why I'm moving, um).

I got the first half of my name tattoo in December and I will probably post a picture of it soon. It won't be finished until the summer, because the artist just left for a semester in Europe (she's always gadding about, lol).

So, yeah, Hilary (aka phoebesmum and AS Lawrence) passed away at the beginning of January. I first met her about ten years ago, in Sports Night fandom. I miss her quite a bit, but. You know. These things happen. Bah.

I hope you're all keeping as well as possible. ♥

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1. Things went okay with my grandparents. My grandma likes my name, so that's nice.

2. I'm having truly epic and completely ridiculous amounts of angst about this stupid Teen Wolf kink AU I'm writing. Partially it's because of my own shit (hahahaha abusive ex-dominants yay), and partially it's because of fandom shit (is it okay that Scott and Allison are furries? I just. They're so cute, but I don't want to get something racist stuck in my teeth, you know?), so. Fortunately I'm too excited to read about kinky wolf-ish sex that isn't Derek/Stiles (...except when it is; what! I write the poly stories! It's an established fact!) to let the angst stop me. Mostly.

My usual sounding board for these ~issues is only halfway through the first season, so I can't rant at her (the new characters in s2 feature prominently). It's super fucking frustrating, as you can see.

3. I got my ears pierced (4g! I think they'll actually heal this time!). I have a massage appointment next week, and a tattoo consult the week after that. I've taken my meds two days in a row--fingers crossed for three tomorrow! It seems to be helping with the complete inability to do anything ever.

4. That's about it! Good night!

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come over here and wrap them around me.

The other other thing I was going to say is that I've been reading an amount of hockey RPF recently, specifically Toews/Kane (because I have types, what can I say), and it's awkward because my aunt's dog is named Kaner. After Patrick Kane. That's basically my deepest feeling about this new trend in my reading: awkward because my mom's family is super into hockey. Awesome.

The dog is a Pomeranian. Fyi.

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you and me babe: how 'bout it.

1. Getting more ~~radical by the day. Awesome. Last night I almost got into a fight with a fellow driver who requested the transit cops come on his bus to do a fare check (which resulted in three people being pulled off the bus and ticketed/who knows what-all). I just. Is that really why he became a bus driver? To assist cops in the harassment of people who can't/don't pay to ride the fucking bus? To be a snitch?

2. So I found out that Teen Wolf fandom kind of sucks. I'm sad and annoyed about this, for many reasons. Mostly because it always saddens and annoys me when I discover people being racist assholes. I sort of assumed that there were people out there being just as enthusiastic about Scott and ships involving Scott (and, to a lesser extent since he is a secondary character, Danny) as I was over here being enthusiastic about...other things. But no. Not really. Just a lot of people being egregiously racist in the service of Derek/Stiles and acting like giant dickbags when they get called on it. Fantastic, fandom. Well done.

Trying to find other folks to get fan things from, but Tumblr is hard (my kingdom for a mechanism enabling friending memes, jfc) and the people who are doing the calling out are problematic in other ways (kink/sex negativity and "there IS SO a wrong way to be an abuse survivor!!!" ways, generally). And so young, gawd. I think even if I wasn't born forty, I'd feel that way. It's hard to believe I was seventeen in fandom once. Long, long ago. When all 'round here was green fields.

3. I think I had another thing to say, but--oh right! I'm having lunch with my mom and her parents next week so I can come out to them (my grandparents). Apparently my aunt is also coming, as my mom's back-up, because my mom already told her. I know my mom has a tricky and difficult relationship with her parents. I know she's worried that they're going to be judgey assholes at her and nice to me. I know these things. I'm still pissed she outed me to my aunt without my consent, and that she's making my transition about her (even if it's in self-defense). MY MOTHER. MY FUCKING MOTHER. Gah.

4. And after that I'm getting my ears pierced with a friend at a new, awesome shop next to my doctor's office. Hopefully I'll be able to talk to the tattoo artist I want to do my next tattoo at the same time.

5. And then it's Halloween!!!!!!!!!! I don't have a costume yet. Ruh-roh.

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