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Food yesterday: 1 vitamin water (defense flavour), 1 small bag of potato chips, 3 fruit roll-ups, 9 minitacos with salsa, 1 piece of coconut ice, 11 gluten-free turkey basil meatballs with marinara sauce, 1 mini cheese, chocolate covered pomegranate jelly candy, 1 glass of apple-raspberry juice. Super, super boring I know. It's been a rough week.

Patty avoided getting seated on a jury yesterday and come home with a bazillion ridiculous stories about how completely incompetent humans are. I look forward to her telling me tonight that she's also not on a jury but that more wacky things happened.

Tomorrow night we are going to see The Creditors at BAM.

Saturday is Patty's Birthday/Volcano Escape picnic in the park. If you're in NYC and should have been previously informed of this, let me know or go check her journal for details. Be there.

Help save a Buddhist temple in Maryland.

Help someone get a new liver.

This one is a little too bizarre: There are these events called KinkforAll that are basically these sex-positive gatherings where anyone can lead a class on anything -- from, say, safe BDSM practices to cross dressing. Some sex-negative people have apparently gotten it into their heads that KinkforAll events promote human trafficking and abuse. Aside from this being not true, taking attention away from the real problems of human trafficking where they do occur, it means that the guy who organizes the events, maymay (who you may know of from Male Submission Art) is getting a lot of shit he doesn't need. Ugh. Wtf. Department of not cool.

Also via Sinclair Sexsmith, it's time for After Ellen's Hot 100, which tends to be women who are: under 40, white, often straight, and traditionally femme. If you'd like to see more queer women who actually represent the diversity of lesbian culture, you should go vote and shake things up a little.

Meanwhile, in more somewhat boggling sex-negative news, ProPay has denied a group of booksellers an account because the company says they write porn. It's spec fic, horror, and the odd bit of paranormal romance. Trust me, I've seen and read (and written) the porn on the Internet, and this ain't it.

Have you heard this ridiculous thing where Laura Bush says she and the US delegation at some event were poisoned? The Secret Service is like "wtf! it was food poisoning."

All the best news stories come from Wales. You see, there's a problem with mummy-worshipers in Swansea. via nehmet.

Angel: Everyone just got fired. Everything Wesley does is AWESOME. Angel left those fucking lawyers to die! (Die die die, lawyers!) That whole ep was filled with writing choices I would have made, which was FANTASTIC. But man, that voiceover thing on the next episode was awful. An episode-long bad voiceover just so Angel could utter than one great line about war? *sigh*. Also Dru and Darla are so doing it.

American TV vs. British TV is really interesting. Our commercials force our shows into an entirely different structure and rhythm, in a way that most episodes of most shows here function well, but are rarely exceptional. British TV has a lot more episodes of things that are just shit or flop around too much, but the lack of constraint also produces some much more compelling, and real-feeling, results (which may explain both why parts of Children of Earth don't quite work, and why everyone who had to lay on their kitchen floor and sob afterwards was like "I knew it was going to be bad, but I didn't know it was going to be that bad").

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It made all the choices I generally think TV doesn't have the balls to make. And it made me uncomfortable, and I was loving it, and the pacing and timing of everything was EXCELLENT. People go on and on about how Joss Whedon shows define "how to write TV" and I haven't felt that until this episode (I have felt that his stuff is great as "how to conceptualize TV," but, like Russell T. Davies, not always great in the details and execution).