sundries

[rm]

After a lot of agony over footnotes and a breakdown over my bibliography last night, the paper is out the door this morning. Whatever will be will be. I didn't really have the time to do what I did on it this morning, but I hit the point where it was making me mentally unhinged, and said "fuck it."

Rethinking the autopilot.

Confess your tales of playing in the tracks.

Gay marriage ratified in Portugal. via brigidsblest.

A gay couple in Malawai has been convicted for holding a public engagement ceremony and faces up to 14 years in jail.

Oil is now washing ashore in Key West. There's a pretty good likelihood of this getting into currents that will drag it up the entire East Coast. Say goodbye to the beach, folks on the western side of the Atlantic.

Last night on Angel: Darla goes into labor, and I'm still torn about this plotline and everyone's ability to act their way out of all the places where it's UNSPEAKABLY FUCKING STUPID. But, I can see how there are also places where it might really really work, and, of course, where it's intersecting with the Torchwood experience. And hey, Lorne's bedroom is pretty great. I don't know why, but I really loved that insight into the character.

Comments

[marcmagus]

Is the oil trying to get home to bp?

[chris-walsh.livejournal.com]

A rueful laugh, is what that got. (Admittedly, I'm sick and perhaps a little delirious. I decided yesterday that "Delerious From Sneezing" should be a band name.)

Anyway: A rueful laugh, is what that got.

[marcmagus]

(Good band name.)

Thanks; that's about what I was going for. Dark humor helps me deal.