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[rm]

The new cat is coming home today. We may be changing her name from Claudette but haven't firmly decided on anythng yet. Yesterday we got food and treats for her, and a new littler box set-up so thigns won't just be ALL Pretty's territory and they will both have things to adjust to.

We have just watched Band Candy. "Do they have nachos here, Little Tree?" Man, that was priceless. The whole episode was proof of why, as an actor, you must have NO SHAME. Damn. It made me hate Joyce slightly less (I'm sorry, but the character is largely undeveloped, there just to be an obstacle and a hypocrite).

Also, Ethan is SUCH a wtf character. His main motivation seems to be boredom or being an irritant and I still can't tell if the way he's written is clever and smart or really craptastic gay stereotyping. But I care. A lot. The whole Ethan/Giles backstory, whatever it may be, interests me the same way the idea of Lucius + team Slytherin during their Hogwarts years interests me.

Also the current Xander/Willow situation? Breaking my heart. I keep wondering to myself if they feel grownup in the misery of their little non-affair.

And Angel's demise (such as it was)? Yes, very CoE, but hard to have an emotional response to when the guy later gets his own series, so you know it's not a permanent death.

Since we're on fannish things -- the guy who plays Lafayette on True Blood is a Dragon*Con guest this year. I'm so pleased.

And since we're on media things, let me be insecure about acting. Actually, it's let me be insecure about my looks. Let me be insecure about my teeth that are a wreck because of celiac disease. Let me be insecure about the fact that the first two pieces of advice I was ever given about acting were: "you gotta be able to sleep anywhere at any time" (I've got that down) and "never go to L.A. until they ask you to go."

Now I'm not going to L.A. for acting (upcoming trip is mostly fun and perhaps vaguely useful on some writerly fronts), but a lot of things going on in my life here in NYC right now is sort of the equivalent of going to L.A., in that they are a Big Deal and I don't know if I'm ready yet and no one really asked me to do these things, I just sort of banged on some doors really loudly and got people to do what I want.

But, you know, what if they think I'm a silly little girl who doesn't know what she really looks or sounds like? Industry people always thing chicks are in this business to be beautiful and then, from there, tell them they can't be in the industry because they are not beautiful in certain right ways. I know what I am.
I'm more than happy to play dying junkie whores, the undead, monsters and about anything else you want to throw at me.

Help me make enough money, and I'll buy the smile you want. But I am tense tense tense for a whole lot of mansplaining about my looks that I am NOT interested in. For those new to here an agent once asked me if I spoke French and when I inquired as to why he said, "in France, you'd actually be attractive."

Also, the correct response to this is not to tell me I'm beautiful. The correct response to this, if you feel impelled, is to tell me I have the force to be paid attention to regardless of the batshittery of this industry and the fact that I happen to have tits.

Mammograms and dementia

Patty found this amazingly depressing chart about health care spending and life expectancy.

Who's to blame for rape? Women point to the victims. OI. via ginmar

I am thinking of doing this or something similar.

In case you missed it, episodes are coming soon: tw_itallchanges.

Comments

[rm.livejournal.com]

He's kinda an ass. I mean, It hink a very ordinary decent, but not great high school guy ass, but still -- yuck. And Yuck in a way I wouldn't have understood 20 years ago, and very possibly not even ten.

[eumelia.livejournal.com]

His possessiveness and slut-shaming has made me throw things at the television more than once.

[rm.livejournal.com]

I have a lot of "Dude, NOT COOL" moments. Also, don't be ashamed of or have contempt for the person you're with. Geez. (Granted, Cordy does this to him too, but it punched my buttons more than a man does it to a woman).

[smirnoffmule.livejournal.com]

This sadly only gets worse.

[rm.livejournal.com]

And I should say I meant "when" not "than".

And yuck. Xanderfail.