Friday Night Lights

Episodes keep disappearing off my dvr, so I decided to watch the ones I had and deal with catching up later, which is possibly a hugely confusing way to do it, but whatever. I teared up at the theme song, it made me so happy to have new episodes to watch.

This show. God, this show. I have no idea what's going on, but I love this show.

( New York, New York )

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Supernatural

musesfool talked about how she would cast the show based off vito_excalibur's excellent fanart of Dean and Sam as characters of color. (Her Dean in particular is incredible; I'm not a huge fan of the original promo pic, but this fanart is amazing.) I would love to read a story about them.

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Ace of Cakes

Just when I think I could not love this show more, I get two episodes in a row which fill my heart with glee.

( Cakes I have loved. )

Crap, now I really want cake. I don't have any cake. Watching food shows is a bad, bad plan.

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Fanfic

lgbtfeset has prompts to be claimed. There are some excellent prompts, and I might have to grab one for myself, though I have a ton of other things I am supposed to be doing.

secondstrings (a community for "sidekicks, best friends, and minions") is taking prompts until March 18.

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Beautiful People

delux_vivens called for a men of color pic spam. maschalismos responded with men of color in metal bands. sparkymonster responded with both men of color and women of color and the comments are full of more pictures.

(Jason Momoa apparently has a guitar that has the same design as his tattoo and honestly I find that the most fabulous thing. There's a picture of him in these little black glasses that made my knees weak. So hot.)

(At one point in the comments, sparkymonster describes S.W.A.T. as "I think the purpose of the movie is hot people with guns." which is SO SO TRUE! S.W.A.T. has Michelle Rodriguez, people!)

ETA: Thanks to maschalismos for catching that I had Jason Momoa listed as someone else.

I should have just stayed up last night and posted about Lost, storm or no storm (apparently a tornado touched down nearby, even though I still haven't heard anything on the news), because I had all these fantastic points last night, and now I have nothing. Well, not nothing, but it's neither as well-organized nor concise as it was in my head before. This will teach me to compose posts while in bed.

( Lost spoilers, of course )

So not as good as what I came up with last night, but it will do for now. Maybe I will rewrite it later. I wish I had taken off tomorrow, because I don't think there is any way I am going to sleep any time soon. Damn, Supernatural, damn.

Oh, look, it is Wednesday, television night one, and I finally have the opportunity to read my flist and post. Good times.

Kickboxing did not kick my ass last night, even though I feared it would be worse than ever because I missed last week. There weren't many people in class, so we each had our own bag, and I got a lot of work in. Apparently I continue to have perfect form on my back kicks (HOW? I HAVE NO BALANCE) and I was given good advice on how to improve my jabs and my side kicks. I wish kickboxing was more than once a week.

So it's admin appreciation day (or week or something). They bought me lunch (shrimp and ribs, yummy), and gave me flowers, chocolate, and a giftcard to the local gourmet store, which is wonderful and dangerous all at once. The chocolate I have has Van Gogh engraved on it, as well as pieces in the form of an artist's pallete. Beautiful chocolate, and delicious. (Also, the latter have caramel inside, and chocolate and caramel together is my weakness. Yummy.)

Though there is no way I'll be doing this job for the rest of my life (really, it's mostly because I can't live here for the rest of my life), there are times when I love my job. Being ass deep in scheduling and estimates and disasters to solve is even better than the flowers and chocolates and gift cards. I knew this, but I learn it again all the time these days: I thrive on chaos and problems and fast-paced work. I miss having deadlines and three jobs and full time school. I think I need to look for a second job just so I have something else to do, and so my free time will be more structred (and I'll have less of it).

I love Bones so much. Tonight's show in particular is making me happy, and making me absolutely adore the character of Angela. This has been building for awhile, too, just like my love for the show, but she is amazing and makes me happy. I can't wait to own this show on DVD. It, Supernatural, season two of Lost, and Battlestar Galactica, along with the seasons of Angel I'm missing (everything except one and four), plus Roseanne, more Simpsons, King of the Hill, Family Guy, That 70s Show--I have a lot of tv on dvd to purchase. It's a good thing one of my sister's gets a discount on such things.

I didn't know Bones was based on a real person/novels about and/or by said person--okay, obviously I still don't know much about that part, but I'm intrigued. I want the books.

Oh, man, tonight is Lost's clip show summary thing, isn't it? Boring. I am going to go shower instead. Evenings just aren't long enough (despite what I said earlier about working better when I have less free time). I need to head to bed within the next hour or so, because I want to try to get to the gym in the morning. If I don't, it won't be the end of the world, I'll go after work, because I've been taking more time anyway. However, I would like to do some laps (I was going to go today, but I was too tired), and open swim is only in the mornings, I think. I might go in the morning and after work, because even if I swim, I want to do upper body work tomorrow with the free weights. Good grief, what have I become? Working out twice in one day? Even just thinking about it? Plus hours at a time instead of forty-five minutes? This new me is strange. Of course, I'm not certain where my swimsuit is currently located, I haven't used it since the Florida holiday, and I packed it away after.

Okay, shower done, no swimming in the a.m. because I still have no idea where the suit is located, and I was able to do some editing on Book One, even though I didn't get as far as I wanted.

nikitangel makes me laugh with her comments about Ana-Lucia, and THEN SHE MAKES ICONS FROM MY FAVORITE COMMENTS!

Hee!

Also, this Kane fellow's music isn't half bad.

Also part two, upped my weight on the bench again, by five whole pounds. Woo. Which means I'm up to a wopping 15 in addition to the bar, which is weak, man, but each week it keeps going up, so that's a plus. Slow and steady.

I really wish kickboxing was more than once a week. I want to hit the bag again.

HURLEY ICON! I've been wanting to make one with this line, which is from "Head On Collision" from New Found Glory's Sticks and Stones (which I absolutely adore, I can't stop listening to that song or "The Story So Far"). This isn't quite what I wanted, but it's a start.

Plus, um, love.

( Spoilers )

Ooooh, The Evidence! Wednesdays are good to me.

Okay, from now on, I'm staying away from all Lost communities and big discussions, because the Ana-Lucia hate just boggles my mind. I will stay here and squee with nikitangel, thanks. I love you, Ana-Lucia. Also Locke and Hurley and Eko.

Why I thought it would be different tonight, I don't know.

I really, really miss Hawaii right now. Really.

There are no spoilers for tonight's episode in this, but there are for more of season two.

I wanted to wait and write this story after season two was out on DVD, so I could have the source material well at hand, but I have this need to write it now and display some Ana-Lucia love, because so much of the damn fandom hates her, violently and passionately.

( Ana-Lucia questions )

I guess that's it, actually. I don't know. I just want to watch the episode again and get it all straight in my head.

I suddenly want to write Ana-Lucia/Claire, which might be easier than the story I've actually started. Or maybe not. I might actually have to buy episodes from iTunes, which I didn't want to do because I know I'm going to buy the DVD set when it comes out.

Edited to Add: Oh hell yeah, the next new episode looks good (or was that a combination of a bunch of new episodes? whatever) and, no, actually I mean wonderful. Bring it on, television, Lost is still good. (Mostly.)

Also, at one point Locke is standing with his legs spread and there's a long shot of him and wow. I forget sometimes how hot he is because I'm so focused on how cool and devious, but oh yes. Hot. Most people, when asked, say Sawyer or Jack or Sayid, or Kate or Shannon, or Charlie. (You know? I so don't see the Charlie appeal, physically or emotionally. His story arc is interesting, but I don't understand the lust.)

Me? Locke. Hurley. Ana-Lucia. They're my favorites, both emotionally and physically. Wow.



Damn it. I have seen the trailer so much I will have to go see 8 Below. I don't like you, Paul Walker, stop making movies which wear me down until I see them!

I have a sudden urge to watch The Cave. Is it out yet? Why don't I own it? I loved it.

Dude, I am so disappointed I saw that coming. I wanted to be shocked and awed, but I was not.

I continue to love Ana-Lucia. Like a whole lot. I feel the need to watch a Michelle Rodriguez movie right now, but instead I have netflix things to watch and return, and sleep to get. (My love for the following also continues: Locke, Hurley, and Rose. I am loyal once I start to love.)

Next week's Lost looks better than this week's. I felt the same way about Supernatural, even though I did enjoy last night's episode. Next week should be some damn good television.

I REFUSE to be sucked into Invasion right now. REFUSE.

I so have a story idea now. A Lost/Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover. I'm sure plenty of people also had the same thought, but still I will write mine and be happy.

No spoilers here (no time! Why is there never enough time?) but I wanted to say this:

( Okay, I lied, small spoilers, so I cut )

Happy thoughts for Wednesday:

+ Lost, oh so good
+ story idea
+ finding out people are still reading "Queertet Revisited"
+ realizing I was wrong and crimson_keys isn't writing The Lost Boys/Charlie and the Chocolate Factory for my Christmas story (no, that's a separate project entirely) she is writing The Lost Boys/Blade in which Anna and Blade will fight. I will be dead from the hot.
+ burning a candle while I write another 2500+ words
+ getting an idea for the crossover I'm writing with shisaiyan (well, one of them) which I need to write down before I forget and then flesh it out so I can stop being a slacker

I like these happy thoughts.

Why do I have no Lost icons on here? I am so used to 100 icons on my non-fandom journal I forget I have such little space here.