sundries

[rm]

- About to go into work at the new office. Have to do a bunch of freelance pieces today too.

- Must also design and order the holiday cards by the end of the weekend.

- We're working on the next piece of IHNIIHBT and this is the chunck where most of what we've been doing fits itself together. We're more or less just started it, but it is SO COOL. This is not me praising us, this is me praising the internal force of stories to do what needs doing.

- I am thinking of going to the movies tonight, because I'd like to see something that won't leave me sad for my very relationship with film. So it can be a sad movie -- it just can't suck. Although I think the most likely choices are the new Bond flick or Milk (but maybe Patty wants to come with) or that gay Midsummer Night's Dream (but gaaaaah, I loathe the Angelika with all my heart because you can feel the subway under it). Just something. Despite the long review, I've been sitting quietly with my feelings about Australia because I still don't know how to express them.

- I've been listening over and over to that school choir version of Flame Trees and it makes me so desperately melancholy for Australia. This will probably mean nothing to any non-Aussie reading this, except coyotegoth who is the only person I know who also saw Little Fish, which hey, you should all see!

- Patty comes home tomorrow!

- Busy week upcoming with a reading by ellen_kushner and deliasherman on Tuesday, a Michael Aranella and His Dreamland Orchestra appearance on Thursday that I hope we can wedge into the schedule, and then on Friday, our departure for CT and a historical ball that may or may not approve of my gender and presentation. Which reminds me -- I need to get some black trousers like NOW, bring some stuff to the dry-cleaner and seriously check on the ball gown delivery date situation.

- I have _got_ to get my Ohio tickets today. Speaking of which, we will need a person to look in on the cats during that period (26 Dec - 1 Jan). Let me know if you are interested. $$ involved, of course.

- My parents were sort of insane and alarmist over the economy during Thanksgiving, but I suppose the last couple of years of health dramas (me, then my mom, then my dad) has left them living in a seige mode.

- While I am not actively avoiding TW, season 3 spoilers (and have sought many out), I am actively avoiding TW, season 3 discussion. Because the level of fan anxiety stresses me out. That said, we did get a very happy making spoiler from an official source today, which means GDL wasn't just saying shit to make the fans happy.

- Gallifrey One is going to be so funny. marchek and I started singing "I Know Him So Well" at the bar last night because we were too lazy to go to karaoke. Also, there was much discussion about how pained and funny we're all going to be wandering around with coffee (hey, airspaniel did you ever put those mugs up?) and donuts and sunglasses for the early morning panels.

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[rm.livejournal.com]

The thing about how he keeps saying that there's relationship evelopment for Jack and Ianto? Confirmed in TW magazine by producers/writers, referring to it as a "romance"

[bodlon.livejournal.com]

Well, they promised us a fair bit more with S2 than we got. I'm not holding my breath.

I will, however, make some time to check out the mag. I've got #10 on top of a filing cabinet waiting for me to have half an hour that I'm not already elbow deep in other stuff.

But hey, I made gloves! And soup!

[rm.livejournal.com]

Gloves and soup sound like a disturbing combination -- as if you need gloves to handle the soup.

Hey, one day I'll catch up on email to you, although it is unlikely to be this week, as we have something every night and then go away for the weekend to upset old ladies with queerness.

[bodlon.livejournal.com]

Well, I knitted a pair of wool gloves in the same weekend as making lamb stew, so it's sort of disturbing in the same way as eating eggs with chicken. Which, incidentally, I also did this weekend. And ate a cheeseburger.

Good god, I'm a monster.

I'll dig into the archives. I have a weird suspicion I may be the one owing e-mail at the moment. No rush, though. This is Patty-before-absence time for you. Find me when you find me, you know?

I like your theory re: S3, but one of the things Torchwood has instilled in me as a fan (both with canon and with fiction) is a deep-seated fear that when I look up, it's all shoes and swords suspended on hair, just itching to drop.

Sometime between now and air, you'll start seeing/hearing me repeat the magic words "I'm reserving judgment until it airs." That's when you know the worry center of my brain with regard to Torchwood has buried the needle and gone into emergency hibernation. Heh.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Also, I think our odds are good for some relationship development -- there are fewer cast members, we've seen them shoot tons of stuff that's just Jack and Ianto, and the icreasing suspicion is that the alien threat in this one is the "most horrible creatures you can imagine" that Jack is always referring to from his past.

So do I think they'll get a quiet moment? Probably not. But is something going to be made clear in the midst of chaos, probably.