sundries

Kiana Firouz still desperately needs our help. The UK, having denied her asylum request, wants to deport her back to Iran, where she will in all probability be executed for being a lesbian and political activist.

Well, SPN folks, looks like you dodged that bullet. Was it satisfying?

gina_r_snape saw someone die at work yesterday.

The search for an apartment's original tenant.

Arizona racism in action.

When I talk about the awesome, but completely randomized/frustrating public transit in Sydney, I usually talk about ShittyRail. But this post about the bus system is priceless.

ellen_kushner has an Alan Rickman story that beats my Alan Rickman story. Also, it involves the Welsh. Come on, you know you have to click.

The Hewitt thing is today. I took a different coat out of the closet, since I need to do a slight repair on the one I usually wear. This is one my mother bought me that I never wear because I find it a bit dowdy or something, but over the very 1940s look of the dress I'm wearing, it's sort of freakishly brilliant.

Speaking of dresses, sometimes I like them. Especially if they are vintage-y and/or speak to that "if Jack Harkness was a chick" instinct in my wardrobe. So do I want to buy this or this? I'm sort of all over this too, but I don't need it the way I need me some blue and white polka dots.

Ages ago, a photog I worked with even more ages ago friended me on Facebook. My Facebook pic is masculine, and the friending note said "you, er, look different now, but I hope you're well." I finally friended a bunch of random people back last night, and so he's since written on my wall "nice tie! hope you're well." To which I say to you all: if you have a question, just fucking ask it; otherwise, I'm ignoring this shit.

More Angel last night. WHAT THE FUCK WITH THIS VAMPIRE BABY PLOTLINE? IS IT BECAUSE ANGEL HAS A SOUL? I'm going to fucking HATE this plotline, aren't I? Also, still hate Wesley's hair.

Anyway, aside from that... Kal Penn in another thankless Whedon role! And I loved, loved that mess of a situation with Gunn's old crew and the karaoke bar and the demon murders and Angel and Wesley and just -- THIS IS MY SORT OF TV. But yeah, it's dark, and it hurts and nobody wins, and I'm not sure how I'm going to feel about what's clearly going to be the endless murky miserable grind of this season.

Now, because I can't talk about Angel without talking about Torchwood: Wesley pretty much has all of Ianto and Jack's best as well as most brutal qualities. I can't look away. I mean, I really, really can't look away.