fucked up sundries list

[rm]

If I have to be up at a certain time, for a certain thing, it's almost a guarantee I'll find the one piece of HP fanfic that's good, that I've not read, and stay up until 4am reading it.

Anyway, http://ellen.arithmancy.net/Returns.html -- Snape/Harry, utterly obscene, but also utterly plot heavy and by one of the very few authors who can write a battle scene with any sense of detail, urgency and plausibility

Anyway, time to get ready for the Tipton audition, again, as this day has utterly run out of any room for procrastination.

ETA: In the shower just now I realized I use all these fabulous Villainess and LUSH soaps, BPAL perfumes, the weird herbal toothpaste stuff (it's not that vile, the mouthwash on the other hand could kill) the new dentist is on about -- and lame shampoo and conditioner for brown hair from the Duane Reade. Any excuse to give less money to Duane Reade is good -- so bathing beauties, what weird, obscure, probably small-business shampoos and conditioners do you use? Only specifications: herbal and citrus as opposed to fruity and floral, and something tha can condition the evil that is my hair to within an inch of its life (but preferrably isn't leave-in). Merci.

Also on the BPAL front: FYI Hell's Belle mixed with Smut = Mabon, althogh I suppose 1 LE + 1 GC = 1 LE isn't an equation that's going to solve anyone's problems.

Meanwile more credit agency problems ahoy. Or rather, I spoke to the collection agency about that Time Warner crap, they swore they had already sent out paper to me, nearly a week ago now which is still not received, AND now a threatening letter about a magazine subscription I've never heard of saying I requested it, and demanding payment before they report me to a credit agency. I'm feeling some shenanigans going on, and it's all a lot of letter writing I am not in the mood for.

ETA2: Off to this audition. I look soooo cute. My vain slasher self would totally do me.

Comments

[rm.livejournal.com]

I did not get a chance to read, which made me very sad. And I was shocked at how girly some of the women were -- someone even wore a dress.

[melebeth]

It made me wonder if I'd read the call correctly, but it did, in fact, say 'must be believable as a man.' I guess some people come out for _everything_, appropriate or not. I always think that's going to annoy the casting people, but the guy came out to our group and said "they're considering you for more girly roles" so maybe it didn't. I was happy though, this amazing woman in the group I was in, who is actually working on a film about another transgendered woman, got called in to read. Which made up for me not getting to, although I would have preferred to not get kept on a warmer day :)

[rm.livejournal.com]

I was one of the most masculine looking peope, to my eye in my group, but the only peopel who got to read were the tallest girls (I'm 5'6"). It came out in teh course of things that I was essentially believeable as the wrong type of man, which was both satisfying to me, but has caused me to burst into random giggles all day.

[melebeth]

*grin* It makes me want to start an inquest into precisely what kind of man you were, and were not, believable as. "A man who shows up 15 minutes late for every appointment." "A man who remembers to put the toilet seat back up when he's sharing the bathroom with a woman." "A man who waxes his back." You were probably in the group with the amazingly tall woman I ended up sitting next to while I was waiting to go in, and she was waiting to read. My impression was that they weren't keeping a lot of people.

[rm.livejournal.com]

In my group they kept a long-haired really busty chick with a really deep voice who is a cop.

As to what kind of man I was -- I think the answer was "gay gay gay gay gay", which isn't all that untrue, peculiarly queer girl that I am.

[melebeth]

There are _far_ worse things to be able to pass as than a gay man. And a gay man who's actually a woman? Shiny!

[rm.livejournal.com]

Part of me was totally flattered, part of me was like "wow, I'm just all about having my ass kicked on the playground no matter what I am, eh?"

[melebeth]

*cackle*

That. THAT is the quote of the weekend.

[marzipan-pig.livejournal.com]

In my mind you are more than 2 inches taller than me. :)