sundries

- When I dress in masculine clothes it's not to avoid street harassment as a woman, but today it seems like as good a reason as any.

Dear Men:

When I run my hand through my hair walking down the street it does not mean "please tell me how much you want to fuck me while using your horrible pseudo-Barry White voice." It does mean "gah, my hair is in my face."

- So, not only has HBP been delayed -- there are some stills from it out and about. I am not pleased. Largely, I've not been very up in arms about the films -- they are what they are and their visual language has been interesting enough to me, that other than noting the foolishness of their decisions re: Snape, adult narrative and ambiguity in the series, I've let it all go pretty easily. But seriously? Not kneeling for the unbreakable vow? Also, I hate their conception of Narcissa. HATE.

- I should see this exhibit. Among other things, I find the paintings oddly sweet. http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2008/08/15/arts/20080815-HOUS_index.html

- Actually, that's it. I want a a nap.

Dragon*Con

I can has Dragon*Con schedule!

HP Fanfic for Adults Only- Friday at 11:30 PM

Alternative Sexualities in YA- Saturday 10 PM

YA Costume Contest- Sunday, 5:30

All of which means:

1. Come to my stuff.
2. Talk to me of queer YA.
3. What HP porn do I need to catch up on?
4. None of my shit conflicts with anythingi care about on Brit Track.
5. Friday: arrive, go to Torchwood panel, nap, talk about porn. What a life!