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Beach. BEACH BEACH BEACH BEACH. Seriously, I love going away with Patty. We travel really well together, even though are travel styles can be pretty different.

S1 has sort of died for me. I keep trying S2 and hate all the options.

I really wish the super in our building would understand that some of us actually have jobs. He stops me this morning to tell me he has to have someone check our plumbing, as they are checking all the plumbing in the building (this is good because we have a water pressure issue with the cold water in the kitchen, and there's clearly still some leakage going on from the bathroom shower above us), but being all shocked that we need this to be scheduled and can't wait at home all day on random days when the plumber may or may not even show up (has happened before) because we have jobs, annoys the living fuck out of me. Luckily, the management company will call to schedule now. SO ANNOYING.

Hrrrrr. I'm taking two RT flights on Delta in the next month, one of which with Patty. I wonder if I should pick up a 30-day pass for the Delta Sky Miles club thingy or whatever. Could make the whole thing less miserable. Normally, I wouldn't spend the cash, but it would get a lot of use. Talk to me, people.

The decision on the stay in the Prop 8 case is coming down today. I will be surprised if it is not maintained, but we'll see.

Did you all catch Rachel Maddow last night? She is so, so effective on DADT. All the West Point graduates and what not make for very effective media of course. No one really gives a shit about the 19-year-old private getting screwed by this mess. But I lived a good chuck of my life in the very weird narrative shadow of West Point, and it just hits me, hard and strangely. That cadet. Wow.

Haven't read it yet, but AfterElton asks if slash has made the world better for gay men. Glad this discussion is happening somewhere other than the table of the frustrated at WriterCon (man, I never wrote up that slash panel that I felt was so problematic. I really should share that little handout with the world).

I haven't talked about the global economy in a while. Things are getting messy again. And then there's the wheat situation in Russia. If you only read the financial news sporadically, read it this week and next. And be thankful this is happening in August when the markets are kinda slow and the whole world isn't paying attention and having panic reactions. (On the other hand, it takes less to cause market gyrations in August, so that should also be a concern).

Amazon is doing an interesting thing which means hopefully soon I can tell you about an actually interesting thing. (I'm not a tease, I'm impatient).

copperbadge, please comment on the following horror immediately: Chicago-based meat cupcakes.

First woman in the New York Philharmonic's brass section.

Am I seriously going to have to create a quasi-functional Covert Affairs fandom all by my fucking self? Because while I'm fascinated from a fanthropology standpoint by the spate of "Annie dreams about her and Auggie's wedding" fics, I was never that person even when I was fourteen. Even my badfic was way more weird than that. So... yeah. Help?

Last night on Angel: "It's not always about holding hands." I love Wesley SO MUCH. Also, thank fuck, Connor is finally squicked by Cordy and everyone else seems to have figured out that she's evil (although that confrontation ended on a cliffie). Cordy's evil dress (maybe that's how they figured it out) is still stupid and I loved Wesley snarking about the last time Cordy was impregnated. Also, RTD, still a Wesley/Angel shipper -- and my god, the way they look at each other! I'm so bad. Also, all femmeslash should contain Fred. It's not that she's that hot, it's that she's hot in like EVERY pairing. Also, Gunn and chick who has never had sex because she's electric? cliche, cliche, cliche, but it was sort of ballsy that they actually went there. Also, that crack about a turgid supernatural soap opera? That was beautiful.