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09.06.03 - 11:08 p.m.

grrr...

Grrr...

I've spent a good part of the day today updating the recs and now the fucking unfit server is down and I can't upload them.

Grrr...

[current mood: grrr....]
[current music: ]
[random quote: ]

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09.05.03 - 4:26 p.m.

kiss me, kate

I like first kisses in fiction. I especially like them in fanfic, where the same couple can have a million different first kiss scenarios from funny to sad to touching to scorching.

So share your favorite fictional first kisses with me - profic or fanfic (no RPF, though), or, even better, write me a first kiss - Josh/Donna. Sam/Donna. Donna/Will Bailey. Sirius/Remus. CLark/Lex. Chloe/Lex. Logan/Rogue. Legolas/Gimli. Ron/Hermione. Harry/Ron/Hermione (gotta give the OT3s play too. *G*) Harry/Luna. Harry/Ginny. Tonks/Charlie Weasley (trust me on this one - they'd go well together *and* that'd keep her away from Remus). Luke/Lorelai. CJ/Toby. Rory/Paris. Rory/Chloe. Rory/Clark. Yes, I want SV/GG crossovers. *g*

You know you want to...

~victoria



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[current mood: in need of kissing by someone who knows how]
[current music: Just What I Needed - the Cars]
[random quote: “Free your mind and your ass will follow.” – George Clinton]

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09.04.03 - 9:36 a.m.

the secret plan to fight inflation

Okay, so last night's WW on Bravo wasn't one I hadn't seen before, but it *was* "Celestial Navigation," which I absolutely adore.

A selection of quotes that never fail to make me laugh, though I could just paste in a whole transcript (obviously, this material was all written by Aaron Sorkin et al.):

SAM: Your teeth are the best friends you got, C.J.

C.J.: They are?

SAM: You take care of them, they’ll take care of you.

C.J.: When’d you start talking like this?

SAM:I’m nuts for dental hygiene.

***

TOBY: We’re going the wrong way.

SAM: No, we’re not.

TOBY: We’re supposed to be going east.

SAM: We’re going east.

TOBY: How do you know we’re going east?

SAM: The sun rises in the east.

TOBY: It’s dark outside!

SAM: Also, that bright star in the northern sky is Polaris.

TOBY: So what?

SAM: I’m using celestial navigation.

TOBY: Hey, Galileo, get off at the next exit and turn the car around.

***

O’LEARY (the always *fabulous* CCH Pounder - why does this woman not have her own show?): Is the President very angry with me?

LEO: Mostly he’s upset that you couldn’t come up with anything better than “if the shoe fits.”

***

JOSH: What the hell happened?

C.J.: I had woot canaw.

JOSH: What happened to your cheeks?

C.J.: I had woot canaw.

JOSH: Why are you talking like that?

C.J.: [louder] I had woot canaw!

JOSH: Yeah, I heard you the first time, I was just amusing myself.

C.J.:I can suggest some othew things you can do wiff yourseff.

JOSH: Are you in pain?

C.J.: I had woot canaw!

JOSH: You’re gonna need to stop saying that, ‘cause you just look and sound so ridiculous.

C.J.: I have to cancew the bwiefing.

JOSH: You can’t cancel the briefing.

C.J.: Wook at me.

JOSH: You’ll be great.

C.J.: I can’t do the bwiefing.

JOSH: Why not?

C.J.: I can’t even say “bwiefing.”

[...]

JOSH: Hey there cats and kittens. This is Josh Lyman coming at you with your two o’clock briefing!

C.J.: Josh, pwease be vewy cawefuw. Twy vewy, vewy hawd not to destwoy us.

***

(At the briefing):
KATIE: But he has no plan to address inflation specifically?

JOSH: Twenty-four PhD’s and a Counsel of Economy Advisors, Katie. They have a plan to fight inflation.

DANNY: Is the reason you won’t tell us about it that it’s a secret?

JOSH: [sarcastic] Yeah, Danny. We have a secret inflation plan.

(CUT TO: INT. C.J.’S OFFICE)

C.J.: Oh my God!

***

JOSH: What’s going on?

TOBY: Sam feels we’re zeroing in on it.

JOSH: You haven’t found it yet?

TOBY: We’ve been navigating by the North Star, which turned out to be the Delta shuttle from LaGuardia. It’s a miracle we’re not in Nantucket right now.

JOSH: Toby, how hard can it be to find the Wesley police station?

TOBY: I don’t know, Josh, but while we’re looking, can you tell me a little more about the President’s secret plan to fight inflation?

***

DONNA: You have my support, Josh.

JOSH: Do I?

DONNA: Yes.

JOSH: Okay, good, that’s a start. Tell me what you think I should do right now.

DONNA: Go into your office and come up with a secret plan to fight inflation.

***

C.J.: You compwetewy impwoded!

JOSH: What’d I do?

DONNA: [translating] You completely imploded.

JOSH: I wouldn’t say completely.

C.J.: You wewe vague, you wewe howstiwe, you wewe bewwigewant!

DONNA: Belligerent.

C.J.: You know what it’s gonna take fow me to fix this?

JOSH: I’m gonna fix this.

C.J.: No, you’we not. You awe not evew awwowed in my pwess woom again!

JOSH: Donna, call up Toby’s office and see if he was watching.

TOBY: Where the hell is he?

JOSH: Never mind. [to C.J.] Support me on this.

C.J.: No.

JOSH: Thanks. [Toby walks in.] Toby...

TOBY: Have you fallen on your head?

JOSH: Listen...

TOBY: Have you fallen down and hit your head on something hard?

JOSH: I feel really bad about this.

TOBY: You do?

JOSH: Yes.

TOBY: Oh, well then I guess that’s all that really matters.

JOSH: Hey!

TOBY: That was some very good television, Josh, and I think four network news directors will bear me out on that tonight.

JOSH: I really think this isn’t as bad as you’re making it out to be.

C.J.: A secwet pwan to fight infwation!

***

LEO: He’s driving from Nova Scotia to Washington?

SAM: Yeah.

LEO: How’s a person do that?

SAM: Oh, my guess is, he’ll take the Trans-Canada Highway to New Brunswick, then maybe catch the 1 and take the scenic route along the coast of Maine. 95 through New Hampshire to the Mass Pike, and then cut over to the Merritt Parkway round Milford.

TOBY: Something really kinda freakish about you, you know that?

***

BARTLET (waking up to the phone ringing): Who the hell is this?

CHARLIE: Sir.

BARTLET: And what could you possibly want?

CHARLIE: Sir. I need you to dig in now. It wasn’t a nightmare. You really are the President.

***

BARTLET: You told the press I have a secret plan to fight inflation?

JOSH: No, I did not. Let me be absolutely clear, I did not do that. Except, yes, I did that. [...]

BARTLET: A secret plan to fight inflation?

JOSH: There was no turning them back. I denied it for half an hour. They wouldn’t take no for an answer.

BARTLET: Were you clear?

JOSH: I was crystal clear. They said, “Do you think if the President has a plan to fight inflation, it’s right that be keep it a secret?” I said, “Of course not!”

BARTLET: Are you telling me that not only did you invent a secret plan to fight inflation, but now you don’t support it?

JOSH: When you put it like that...

TOBY: Mr. President, much as we’d love nothing more than to stand here and watch you beat the living crap outta Josh, there’s actually a bigger fish to fry.

***

And that's not even all of them, in their full length.

God, I love this episode.

~victoria



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[current mood: amused]
[current music: Hotel California - Eagles]
[random quote: you can check out any time you like but you can never leave]

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09.03.03 - 5:13 p.m.

WsiP blathering

You Can't Go Home Again and Bravery, two drabbles for the hp100 post owls (as opposed to post-O.W.L.s *g*) challenge.

Still ignoring the razorfic... paying attention to Wherever You Will Go instead. Also sketching out the detective AU, and how much do I hate that it will have to be AU? Otoh, I think I will go completely AU and set it back in the 1940s or early 50s... That'll require some research. Sigh. Stealing Joy is sitting staring at me, and I still have to decide whether or not there should be sex or if it can end with a kiss.

Then there's Sirius in Sunnydale, and the Forever fic, both of which only demand my attention when I am in no position to write (usually in the shower or in the car), and I have a terrible memory, so I actively try *not* to think of dialogue and stuff in those situations, because I'll never remember it, and that frustrates me to no end.

Oh! I know! I updated the Unfit recs LJ yesterday. And, for even more ficly goodness, Bright Shiny Objects was updated last night, with lots and lots of recs in everything from Alias to X-Men.

Also, I'm trying to be all pimptastic because there are people trying to understand the Sirius/Remus love and I am *all over* converting them to it in all it's messy canine splendor. *g*

And I think, unless I read something so utterly gorgeous it sends me cowering under the desk, that I may be almost over my episode of no-confidence.

Of course, then I remember I'm involved in this, and I begin hyperventilating.

There's just no winning. Lots of whining, but no winning.

Ah well, I can go home and watch West Wing soon. Eps I haven't seen! That cures all ills. *g*

~victoria



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[current mood: busy]
[current music: White Room - Cream]
[random quote: \"The storm is breaking or so it seems. We're too young to reason and too grown up to dream.\" - \"Slave to Love\"]

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09.02.03 - 10:56 p.m.

You know Blue Monday? This is Sucky Tuesday.

I hate stupid people who click on virus emails and I end up with three different mailboxes stuffed with stupid virus emails.

Here's a hint for ya - if it's got an attachment and it's from someone you don't know, DON'T FUCKING OPEN IT.

That wasn't so hard, was it?

The unfit inbox was stuffed to capacity and over. I think I'm going to end up having to pay for that.

Fuckers.

***

I've been flipping through the latest Movieline, and I really, really hate what they've done with it.

Who the fuck cares about throwing a party "Hollywood style" or about gardens of the rich and famous?

The reason I subbed to it is because it was about *movies*. It was smart and snarky and passionately in love with movies.

Now, it's about "Hollywood style", about which I could not possibly care less, even if I tried.

Sigh.

I hate when things change like that. Now the only thing worth getting it for is Joe Queenan, and his articles are probably available in the online version.

And you know what gets me even more? It's like the cheapest magazine ever. I think a year subscription is like $11. So it's not like when I cancelled the New Yorker and saved myself $79, or even the $40-something The Nation cost.

***

So I was having a big old no-confidence day, and then I get home and find out my bathroom sink is clogged.

Joy.

I had to run out and buy Drano.

Sigh.

I hate Tuesdays.

I did manage to write fic, though, finally: Wherever You Will Go. SBRL, just pre-OotP, unbetaed.

~victoria



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[current mood: better]
[current music: Let Me Go - Heaven 17]
[random quote: I walked alone and yet never said goodbye / let me go / change your heart and change your mind / heaven fell that night / let me]

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09.01.03 - 9:53 p.m.

I've got the Benadryl Blues

Benadryl is EVIL. EVIL I tell you.

Okay, yes, it's good for making sure I can still breathe around the EVEN MORE EVIL cats, but then it wreaks havoc on me for the rest of the day, even when its beneficial effects have worn off.

Meh.

I took a two hour nap when we got home from Marg's, showered, and I'm still barely functioning.

And I only took ONE PILL this time.

Usually, I take two, and end up sleeping whatever family gathering we're having away. But because there was some slight hope the rain was going to let up (it didn't) and let us move the party outside, I figured maybe I wouldn't have to worry too much about the cats.

And she does lock them away when everyone's over.

But still, the house is just filled with cat hair and dander and just... urk.

I can feel the itch in my chest and my eyes *still*, and the hives on my legs have just gone down.

I'm just going to try to answer some email, watch the 11pm West Wing, and hit the hay.

Meh.

~victoria



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[current mood: woozy]
[current music: L&O on tv]
[random quote: \"Don't be a crack addict. Do be a milk drinker.\" Kay Howard, HLotS]

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08.31.03 - 9:09 p.m.

8-31-03 site update

I've updated the site, putting up my latest contribution to the hp100 - Against the Odds, in which a Patronus is cast - and my Trio fic, Trinity, in which Ron and Hermione offer a solution to Harry's nightmares.

I'm sleepy and not in the writing mood.

Hate that.

~victoria



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[current mood: listless]
[current music: Unwell - matchbox 20]
[random quote: And if a 10 ton truck killed the both of us, to die by your side, well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine.]

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08.30.03 - 5:31 p.m.

songs for Sirius

I've got my CD from Alyssa.

There was some confusion, as the label she printed does not match this version of the CD, so it appeared that the song that started the whole thing was not on the CD. But it is.

Whee!

So I danced around the parents' living room singing "Trapped" and "Tubthumping" and "Headhunter" and "Let Me Go" and "Right By Your Side" and "Sonic Reducer," all of which makes me very happy indeed.

This, btw, is the song that started it all, and well, given where my head is at these days, fannishly, it takes on even more relevance...

Trapped by Jimmy Cliff

Well it seems like I'm caught up in your trap again
And it seems like I'll be wearin' the same ol' chains
Good will conquer evil and the truth will set you free
Then I know someday I'll find the key
Then I know somewhere I'll find the key
Well it seem like I've been playin' the game way too long
And it seems the game I played has made you strong
Well when the game is over, I won't walk out the loser
And I know that I'll walk out of here again
And I know that someday I'll walk out of here again
But now I'm trapped...Oh yeah!
Trapped...Oh yeah yeah!
Trapped...Oh yeah!
Trapped...Oh yeah!
Now it seems like I've been sleepin' in your bed too long
And it seems like you've been meanin' to do me harm
But I'll teach my eyes to see beyond these walls in front of me
And someday I'll walk out of here again
Yeah I know someday I'll walk out of here again
Well it seem like I've been playin' the game way too long
And it seems the game I played has made you strong
Because I'm trapped...Oh yeah!
Trapped...Oh yeah yeah!
Trapped...Oh yeah yeah!
Trapped...Oh yeah!

I've also been hearing "But Not Tonight" in my head lately, and there may be fic in that, as well.

Oh God, it's raining
But I'm not complaining
It's filling me up
With new life

The stars in the sky
Bring tears to my eyes
They're lighting my way
Tonight

And I haven't felt so alive
In years

Just for a day
On a day like today
I'll get away from this
Constant debauchery

The wind in my hair
Makes me so aware
How good it is to live
Tonight

And I haven't felt so alive
In years

The moon
Is shining in the sky
Reminding me
Of so many other nights
But they're not like tonight

Oh God, it's raining
And I'm not containing
My pleasure at being
So wet

Here on my own
All on my own
How good it feels to be alone
Tonight

And I haven't felt so alive
In years

The moon
Is shining in the sky
Reminding me
Of so many other nights
When my eyes have been so red
I've been mistaken for dead
But not tonight

Sigh.

::cuddles Sirius and Remus::

It's funny, looking at the CD - Headhunter, Let Me Go, Trapped... I was unconsciously doing a Sirius mix. Heh.

~victoria



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[current mood: musical]
[current music: Let Me Go - Heaven 17]
[random quote: Found guilty of no crimes / they were the best years of our lives]

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