Jerry's House of Ass Beating

I was just looking for soothing pictures of my future husband, James McAvoy, and then this:

(4:24:16 PM) sabinelagrande: WHAT IS THIS EVEN, HOW HAVE I STUMBLED INTO ALL THE BAD HAIR GALLERIES
(4:25:09 PM) coffeesuperhero: THAT SOUNDS LIKE AN AWESOME ART GALLERY
(4:25:18 PM) coffeesuperhero: JAMES MCAVOY'S BAD HAIR GALLERY
(4:25:24 PM) coffeesuperhero: GALLERY, A WORD I TYPED AS "BALLERY"
(4:25:38 PM) sabinelagrande: I WOULD GO TO JAMES MCAVOY'S BALLERY ANY DAY OF THE WEEK
( Cont. )

You do know what's coming, don't you? ( Heh heh, coming )

This is why I must be stopped: because now I am dreaming about Magneto.

First I dreamt very vividly that Ian McKellen died, and oh my god I was overcome with grief. He's never allowed to actually die now, at least not before me. I have seen how I will react. It isn't pretty.

Then last night, I dreamt that Erik Lehnsherr gave me a back massage to Bohemian Rhapsody while I was candy flipping.

It sounds so much like I created that sentence with a random word generator.

But then we had to leave, for some reason, and we went to the store. We were talking about gender socialization and separation of "male" and "female" domains in store displays while we were looking at the Halloween clearance aisle, and then my dad was there, and he was like, WTF is this shit, and I'm like, Dad, you don't understand my work.

And we were in Denver, and we had just gotten back from the club to the hotel room and gone to bed (in a completely platonic way, because I never get laid in my dreams). All the hallways were really small, and I was having this long inner monologue about state nomenclature. And my dad was there again, and I was like, Dad, me and Erik are trying to get some sleep, you need to go home.

And we got up, and for some reason we were famous- I mean, we had been famous this whole time, we didn't wake up famous. And I'm watching us on the morning shows and talking to my producer, and I'm like, this bitch on Fox News is getting every single thing we told her wrong, and ze was like, I know, right?

And then Charles was there, and they were having some kind of competition involving random number generators. And this led to trying to open competing cafes in the same town? And then my alarm started going off, which is when I became convinced that this was all evidence about how we should take down JSTOR.

If I knew, I would tell you. I think the reason that it bothers me the most is that I'm a Charles girl.

Also yesterday, because Wikipedia is down and it is knowledge Lent, I calculated whether I was taller than Charles Xavier. By my calculations, yes, because Patrick Stewart is an inch taller than me, but James McAvoy is two inches shorter, so Charles Xavier must be half an inch shorter than me. QED

I was not the one on twitter to ask if that was sitting or standing. But you know we were all thinking about it, because we are horrible, HORRIBLE people, every last one of us.

But Erik is much taller than me. That is comforting.

Oh, flist. I assure you that, one day, this too shall pass, and I will go back to SGA or Doctor Who or something. But I've gotten to the point where I don't want to make new friends, right, just because we share a fandom. There are cool people I want to meet, but IDGAF if they want to prattle on about Sherlock or Supernatural or something, just as long as we like each other. And I think, like, if you don't have that philosophy, it's totally legit if you defriend me. But I probably won't defriend you, because if I've got you friended at this point, it's because I think we're friends, not just people who like the same thing.

That got serious for a moment. Let's go back to baby sloths taking a bath.

1. I woke up at 6:30 this morning, but it was WORTH IT because we have a HOTEL ROOM at the HYATT for DRAGON*CON. \o/

After the Mariott fiasco experienced by dreadnot et al., I was expecting it to be fucking ridiculous, but it... wasn't. I got in and out in under five minutes. I didn't even have to reload or bitch anyone out or anything.

Then I went back to bed and had this long, involved dream about getting a PM from ninamazing. I think I was running some kind of rival meme to pocky_slash's Not My Fandom Fest (which is fucking excellent, by the way, and you should all go and check it out). And she was all, "It would be a good idea to have clearer rules," and "You can ask me for help if you need it!" It was several paragraphs long, and I remember going through all of them in the dream.

I did wear my PASIV shirt to bed, though, so it's entirely possible this was some kind of extraction attempt.

2. I am at leiascully and coffeesuperhero's! It is lovely to be here again. I often escape here during school breaks. It is a good place for recuperation, because we sleep a lot and drink a lot of beers and watch a lot of TV and eat a lot of good food. It is my happy place.

3. I'm sure there was more I meant to put in this post. I definitely have meant to tell you that the lovely mashimero made me a cover art for my John Sheppard/Tony Stark series! And also that bironic wrote me an SGA/Inception crossover that must be read to be believed (ARIADNE/WOOLSEY, Y'ALL).

Yes. Clearly I am very far behind. But now is for sushi.

1. I admit to skipping over a lot of Language Log's posts, but this post made me sporffle. Oh Geoffrey Pullum. Never change.

2. I am still in Fayetteville, with leiascully and coffeesuperhero! I ate the most glorious cupcake and petit four for breakfast. They were scrumptious. Now we are enjoying our rainy Saturday in the best way- sitting around on the intertubes and playing with the dog.

3. I have made a determination, flist. I'm totally going as Cally (the one from Blake's 7, not the one from BSG) to Dragon*Con this year. Specifically, I am going to make her bitchin green and white outfit from Horizon. It should be fairly easy, I'm thinking, except for the wings, which I think will just be a little fiddly. It's gonna be so sweet, y'all, y'all don't even know. Hopefully my hair won't be too long by then.

4. It may interest you to note that I have passed a thousand, yes, a thousand, links on my delicious account. They're all fannish, and most of them are fic recs, tagged by pairing, fandom, and plot elements. Enjoy them, won't you?