thatyourefuse loves ELDO's Rien. She also has a question:
Okay, perfume humans. I have a question to pass along for you. (Attention Hunger Games fans.)
musyc has been testing many BPALs, and also Shalimar, and has some imps looking for a good home.
lindensphinx likes Guerlain Nahema quite a lot.
recessional continues writing up BPAL and pokes at mainstream perfume.
synecdochic has an epic, epic BPAL smelling notes write-up.
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The first character I first fell in love with: Skye
The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Simmons. During the first couple eps I saw FitzSimmons mostly as comic relief and had no idea why everyone seemed to adore them. Silly me.
The character everyone else loves that I don’t: That new recurring dude, whatshisname, Ward's former SO. I have the feeling he might be working for the Clairvoyant but maybe that's just wishful thinking... something about the guy rubs me the wrong way.
The character I love that everyone else hates: Well, Skye is getting some hate in certain corners and I adore her. I sorely missed her in the last episode. Her absence really showed that she's the heart of the team, imo. Also, Raina: she's so compelling that I find myself wanting to like her even when she's being evil.
The character I used to love but don’t any longer: None so far, knock on wood.
The character I would totally smooch: I'm most attracted to Ward and May.
The character I’d want to be like: Simmons. She's bright and warm and brave. :)
The character I’d strangle slap: That would be Quinn.
A pairing that I love: My OTP changes depending on the time of day... right now I love most: May/Ward on the show, Ward/Simmons in fic, and Skye/Ward for UST/as a hypothetical (like, once they've both grown a bit more and no longer have a mentor/student relationship).
A pairing that I despise: Despise is too harsh a word. There's a few I don't like the idea of, but even for those I'll read fic if the author really sells it for me. (Like Clint/Coulson or Coulson/Skye... those are the hardest sells for me personally, but I'm reading a C/S fic right now.)
-( Criminal Minds 200 )
-Liking Brooklyn Nine-nine, but the show pretty much gives me every thing I want out of it. Still, it's the happiest show I am watching at this point, and the likelihood of a dead prostitute showing up is infinitesimal compared to most of the other shows I've been watching (True Detective, Hannibal, Criminal Minds, even Perception). Rosa Diaz continues to inspire me, and Cpt. Holt is a genius, pure genius.
-Haven is slowly growing on me as I get more wrapped up in the mystery. It's a really slow build though.
-I like Perception, it's filling my Lie To Me/Bones niche. I would love Perception, however, if it was a show about Levar Burton wrangling his department (or if we could just get even more of him and Lewicki, and the black male equivalent of the Bechdel test.) I mean, there really hasn't been an tertiary level academic show, and Levar Burton is amazing, and since it is tv, Daniel could still be running around in the background solving crimes, and be just one of many problem children professors.
-I need something to fill the In Plain Sight hole in my life. I'm pretty sure this is why I fell so hard for Killer Women.
-As for real life, mostly just dissertating. Spending most of my time trying to locate the archives who have the records I want to look at. This is a horribly frustrating task, even for a person who is both trained as and has worked as an archivist. Especially in cases where I know what type of documents I want, but haven't figured out which exact people who fit that category actually left papers.
-On the other hand, I may have fallen in love with the Chicago Defender (it's a first half of the 20th cen, African American newspaper) and how you can be looking for something else entirely, and still end up reading about two women who are best friends, have MAs in math from Howard, love historical novels and crossword puzzles, oh, and on the side, help put people into space.
-Some days I love being a historian so much, guys.
-I'm using Fitocracy as a motivator, as I really enjoy the leveling up mechanic. If anyone else is using it, I'm haltingoracle. I've been following various people talking about their engagement with their bodies, and I've decided that my mindset needs to be about strength (I like being strong. I like being the person at field school who gets tasked with moving tripods because we're short of people who can lift them.) I want to lift big, heavy things over my shoulder and haul them around. I think a lot of this is associated with recent thoughts about gender I've been having, and the constant re-rejecting of our fat shaming culture that I have to do all the time.
ETA: Haven Spoilers in Comments.
I just found this via wneleh's fanfic linkspam and had to share.
Photo story about a rescued baby squirrel
Snagged from jae's Saturday Linkspam:
A quite brilliant satire from Paul's Pontifications: A Review of the joint CNN and BBC production: "The War On Terror"
What Languages Sound Like To Foreigners
A young woman speaks nonsense in various languages, pretty convincingly. (Sadly no German)
Ordinarily, I'd not be giving them away; they were a present which I appreciated the thought and sentiment behind. But unfortunately, I cannot wear them. Most of what I smell from either of them is the horrible chemical "perfume" smell that all traditional perfumes have to me (current working theory: it's possibly a fixative used, since alcohols don't bother me).
So! If anyone would like them, they're free to a good home. If they don't work for you, I'd prefer them to be passed on to someone who does appreciate them; the idea here is, it seems a waste for them to sit, unused, but that's really it. I'll ship them free anywhere in the US; I'm happy to send them farther afield as well, just, depending on what shipping runs, I may ask you to chip in a bit towards shipping.
If you're interested, ping me with a private message, we can sort out mailing details. :)
(Translation: "We're almost out of chocolate marshmallow squares." I do the baking/sweets-making around here, generally, but scruloose has let me arrange things so that the default is him making marshmallow squares (those rocky-road sorts of things, not crispy rice squares) and scones, because if I learn to make them we'll drown in the things. Somewhere along the line, I started claiming that the squares are proof of love.)
Oh, time change. :/ We have Pumpkin coming over in the morning, and I should've been in bed over half an hour ago, given that we're losing an hour tonight. Here's hoping I can approximate consciousness!
The point of the post: I've been thinking for a while that I'd like a pair of all-weather boots other than my combats, and when Ginny was here at Christmas I was admiring the fact that she has Fluevog boots that she wears outside in imperfect weather. (I can never shake the feeling that my 'vogs are not to be risked in less than ideal conditions. >.>)
And now the Pattis are hugely on sale, and I already have the Jonis from that family, so if the soles are consistent across the family (I know they're not always; apparently with the Minis you should always try on each style no matter how many other Minis you've worn), I can reasonably assume I'd find these boots comfortable. (The day I bought my Jonis, I walked around Toronto in them for about eight hours, straight out of the box, and my feet were fine--especially impressive since they have an admittedly-low heel, and I don't generally wear heels at all. The Jonis are by far my favorite of my Fluevogs, and they're the ones I almost didn't buy.)
Thing is, there's nowhere around here to try Fluevogs on, so I'd have to gamble on mail ordering them, and sale items can only be returned for store credit. And the key worry: I have the Jonis in a 6, and the Pattis aren't available in a 6, so I'd have to get a 6.5. And I know very little about shoe sizing, so I have no real sense of whether the fact that the Jonis are sandals and therefore worn on bare feet and the Pattis are boots and would be worn with socks would make up the difference.
Do any of you have input? I've looked at a couple of shoe sizing charts online, but they're not helping me get a mental idea of the difference. (I've also dropped Fluevog a note on Twitter to ask if the soles in that family are consistently sized.)
Whatever anyone can donate would be beyond fantastic (I'm aiming to get at least 5K before I move but that's not a prescription). I will try and promise something in return (a fic, knitting, baked goods) but just...thank you.
(There's also a decent spring discount deal if you buy both "From the Lowlands" and "From the Solo Lands".)
(I don't do specific music associations with Newsflesh the way I did with Fruits Basket, but this song ["Second Law"] is high on my mental list of things that could theoretically make me learn to vid if we ever get good movies.)
Via marina, this Kickstarter for "period panties" (which ends in about twelve hours, which, uh, tells you how long I've had tabs open). The international shipping has kept me from seriously considering it, but the idea pleases me immensely. *g*
A site called Organization Anti-Social Geniuses has a post on advice from manga letterers, from a variety of people working in the field, including lyschan and kaitou_ace (Annaliese Christman).
Over at Jezebel, there's "Taste Test From Hell: We Cooked a Bunch of Gross Recipes From the '50s", which is exactly what it sounds like.
A couple weeks ago, skygiants posted about figuring out how a French Revolution Sleepy Hollow AU would work, and it sounds fantastic and I would like to read it now, please.
Via newredshoes, this Salon piece: "The trouble with virginity: What America's sexual language leaves out".
Via ironed_orchid, a post by Mallory Ortberg boils generic YA dystopian fiction down to its key traits: "It's A Bunch of Years After The War And Everything Is Different".
Via lnhammer, "Twitter I Love You But You're Bringing Me Down: Learning to live on the net". [Warning: busily animated post header.]
Via notalwaysweak, "somebody alert the authorities there's too much red meat in this romance" is an Ann/Ron Parks and Recreation fic and it is DELIGHTFUL.
Via BoingBoing, danah boyd has made a .pdf of her new book It's Complicated: The Social Lives of Networked Teens available for download. (The first of those links goes to her post explaining her reasons.)
A few days ago, sara posted about how fanfic gets less respect than similar endeavors in other artistic mediums. (There's good discussion in the comments, too.) "and I thought, you know, writing is about the only creative discipline where people give you shit for doing covers. [...] And it's entirely acceptable to play the piano on weekends, or only in front of friends, and nobody's ever going to say to you, 'You know, you should book some shows down at the club. Just because everyone will be drunk is no reason to imagine it won't be a great experience.' I know musicians who go years without performing for the general public, and that's a completely normal part of the cultural experience of being a musician."
And a few links to stuff relating to Seanan McGuire's writing:
For the daily posting meme, I asked kass to talk about Seanan's work in some way, and she wrote about the recurring reasons why she loves it. ^_^
A little over a week ago now, Seanan posted the cover for Symbiont, the sequel to Parasite.
From the department of "yes, she does research the hell out of everything", someone was listening to the audiobook of Feed and got to the part early on where a zombie grabs Shaun and rips his sweater, and asked Seanan if she'd researched the tearing strength of a wool sweater. Answer: "We hung a friend of mine over a rail while wearing a wool sweater. Because we are either a) metal or b) jerks, depending on your perspective."
And finally, someone left her a note about Indexing, which I'm quoting from here simply because it's true and lovely: "the whole book just felt like waves of love about how we're not our narratives, how it's not our fault, the way we were raised, and about how we have the right to fight the emotional abusive narrative we were forced to take in our whole lives."
Look how your children grow up. Taught from their earliest infancy to curb their love natures — restrained at every turn! Your blasting lies would even blacken a child's kiss. Little girls must not be tomboyish, must not go barefoot, must not climb trees, must not learn to swim, must not do anything they desire to do which Madame Grundy has decreed "improper." Little boys are laughed at as effeminate, silly girl-boys if they want to make patchwork or play with a doll. Then when they grow up, "Oh! Men don't care for home or children as women do!" Why should they, when the deliberate effort of your life has been to crush that nature out of them. "Women can't rough it like men." Train any animal, or any plant, as you train your girls, and it wont be able to rough it either.
More women anarchists, everyone.
SHIELD fic rec:
and if you're still breathing (you're the lucky ones) by plinys
Simmons/Skye; time loop/T.R.A.C.K.S. fix-it; M; 6566 words
Summary: She’s seen Groundhog Day and every other story about being stuck in a time loop. Though normally the people in these loops are unwilling participants, unable to change anything significantly, but needlessly repeating the same cycle until they learn some sort of moral of the story.
The thing is Jemma already knows the moral of this story. At least, she thinks she does.
Mirrored from Twisting Vines.
Twisted Boulevard, the urban fantasy anthology from Elektrik Milk Bath Press in which I have a story, is now available. They will do international shipping there, but it should also be available from Amazon UK in a week or so. (For some reason there is always a delay, apparently.)
I am looking forward to receiving my own copy soon and getting to read the other stories.
(In unrelated news, I really wish I knew why my laptop was running quite so slowly. It is most annoying.)
commodorified: Ooo err posh
If anyone's interested, it's one of the jasmines I was babbling at kaberett about: