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So I wander on, till someone else is saved

We don't Eat - by James Vincent McMorrow

In celebration of the black-and-blue discordant and brotherly, fucked up and co-dependent, violent and streamlined, mythically touched-in-the-head, horror and dread-struck, epically improved first two episodes of (and a third that while not so brilliant, did not discourage me from the notion that this show has stepped it up a notch) Supernatural, I give you the most Winchester-y song to ever Winchester.

Am I an honest man and true?
Have I been good to you at all?
Oh I'm so tired of playing these games
We'd just be running down
The same old lines, the same old stories of
Breathless trains and, worn down glories
Houses burning, worlds that turn on their own

So we don't eat until your father's at the table
We don't drink until the devil's turned to dust
Never once has any man I've met been able to love
So if I were you my friend, I'd learn to have just a little bit of trust.

This has been an entry. Talk to me about leviathans and Lucifer and lights at the end of the tunnel please.

Current Music: Keep the Streets Empty For Me - Fever Ray

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Fic: Black Spider Howl

Black Spider Howl
or,
11 Things Howl Would Rather Not be Made Public Knowledge
Howl's Moving Castle (book). Warnings for excessive male ego, true love terror, spiderwebs and the Goblin King.

( It was the magic, he realizes now, it was always the magic, his addiction, his blessing, and it had been winding around the grey girl like a purring cat, while there she was pretending to be a mouse. )

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there are thieves, who rob us blind

This is my time of great unrest, the time of of the Great White Western Privilege Troubles. South America seems so long ago, like a fairytale out of a book I read a long time ago, when I was a child and still believed places could be uncharted, a colonialist's wet-dream.

Well I'm homeless now, sleeping on couches and rolling into law school with unbrushed hair and an intellectual swagger. I'm not exactly a humble person, and practically living in a building that was built specifically for the law kids, which includes the most amazing University library you will ever see and secret nooks and crannies filled with couches and floor-to-ceiling windows, well, that doesn't help my enduring sense of entitlement.

Scenery matters to me, and while I'm kind of lost at the moment, stumbling around the city in a house-hunting-induced delirium, with no footing but that found in half-cocked classified ads, leaping puddles and trying to remember those long ago times when I landed back in Melbourne and found out China Town had turned into a river.

The weather's bleak now, nothing dramatic and nothing sunny, just grey, sometimes a little greyer, never comfortable. I can never be happy in my own skin when the sky is sky and not roiling clouds or blinding blue. There's something indecent about whether in which you can neither curl up in front of a laptop nor go outside and read in the sun.

...I think this is where Wes Anderson steps in and force feeds a deranged literate parrot, a half-blind limousine driver and a long-lost celebrity brother into my life.

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Books I've read over summer if anyone wants to talk about them:

Tender Is The Night - F. Scott Fitzgerald (every single song in the world now reminds me of this book)
The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath (I stayed up all night because I couldn't face finishing it in the morning, it was so bleak and so lovely)
Love in the Time of Cholera - Gabriel García Márquez (swimming in tears and light, because I can't not get purple-prosey about my love for this man's genius)
Franny and Zooey - JD Salinger (haters gonna hate, I'm a convert)
Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters & Seymour: An Introduction - JD Salinger (he is so much wittier and lighter in spirit and heavier in soul than I ever imagined)
The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro (a kind of simple perfection)
Jack Maggs - Peter Carey (dark, amusing literary hat tricks)
The Aleph - Jorge Luis Borges (he breaks my mind)

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Stop the Press!

The Truth, by Terry Pratchett

My reading of this book was greatly enhanced by the notion that Tom Hardy should play Mr. Tulip, closely followed by the logical conclusion that Joseph Gordon-Levitt should play Mr. Pin.

Mr. Tulip, essentially, is what you would get if Quentin Tarantino got ahold of Tom Hardy's character Freddie from The Take. ( 'What does it say?’ // )

All in all a rip-roaring read, though not as gripping as the Discworld book I read previous to it, Nightwatch. I could talk forever about this book, but I've already meta'd a bit about Vimes, and I'm tapped out at the moment. Suffice to say that this was probably my favourite of all the Discworld novels so far. Brilliant plotting, and I was in love with the irreverent treatment Pratchett gave some very high-end, abstract and theoretical physics.

I keep hearing great things about the Witches arc of Discworld, but remain unconvinced. I think I'm just too much in love with the Ankh-Morpork capers.

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OMG GUYS YOU GUYS MISHA COLLINS IS A CRAZY BAMF BABYDADDY.

"His name is West Anaximander Collins. And like a bee, he can smell fear. Unlike a bee, he likes boobs and needs frequent diaper changes. I like him."

HE JUST SOUNDS SO ADORABLY BAFFLED AND ENCHANTED WITH THIS NEW SHINY OBJECT.

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Watchman, what is left of the night?

"Babylon has fallen, has fallen!
All the images of its gods
lie shattered on the ground!”
- Isaiah 21:9

( Cybertronic Purgatory: an Inception mix for the Shade )

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In my personal canon, Pierce Brosnan's Thomas Crown is Arthur's absentee, gentleman-thief father.

I have a terrible impulse to write this fic.

ETA: Now with bonus pictorial evidence.

{Text reads: "My father was never exactly what you would call ... a conventional man."}

So tell me, flist, what are your personal backstories or canon for the Inception kids?

Is it odd...

...that I ship xkcd/Discworld?

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flist as lifeboat ethics

Kill fatigue frequencies

Argh. Sick and stressed. Off to work. If anyone feels like leaving me happy things to come home to, it would be greatly appreciated! ♥

Current Music: Sincerely, Jane - Janelle Monáe

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You've been acting awful tough lately//Smoking a lot of cigarettes lately

Firstly, everyone should go and read this fic immediately. It's just the most perfect meta-satire of Inception fanon.

Secondly:

OBVIOUSLY THE SECRET LOVECHILD OF EAMES AND ARTHUR, Y/Y?

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Fic: Without You, Ambiguous Backstory Is Nothing

Without You, Ambiguous Backstory Is Nothing
Inception/Ocean's 11; PG 13; 3 500 words; Rusty/Eames, Rusty/Danny

Companion piece to the brilliant I Don't Think You Think I Think About Probability by

karanguni.

( ‘Simple,’ says Danny, ‘I’ll dream it.’ So of course they all end up in jail. )

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Oh my god, I've lost my mind. So this started out on tumblr, but then I thought, why deny livejournal the fruits of my insanity? So here you go; casting the Hogwarts founders, with snippets of dialogue thrown in.

The Hogwarts Founders
bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
shrewd Slytherin, from fen.

( Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus )

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I know

Having just watched the original Star Wars trilogy for the first time in years, I have this to say:

Mark Hamill: most underrated actor ever, y/y?

Gravitas, motherfucker, he does speak it.

Also, that wtf face that Harrison Ford makes after Leia tells Han that Luke is her brother and kisses him? Totally written to be a look of wonderment and relief, totally played by H. Ford as: you fully made out with your brother! Considering how much I enjoyed the touchy-feely-co-dependent-screwball-hurt-comfortness of the Leia/Luke/Han dynamic right from the very beginning of the trilogy, I am on board with the smug dash of approval Ford throws into that look.

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I'm having one of those days where I hate everything and everyone, and anyone who talks to me is either getting infected by this monster mutation of a cold I've contracted, or getting bitchslapped. It doesn't help that it's Open Day at my university - where I live on campus in college - so to get anywhere I have to walk through hordes of grating, unspeakably eager kids who appear - to my fevered brain - to be nothing more than bags of flesh full of dreams swilled from advertisements and coke, and projected personas built on nothing but air, pretension, and the bitter illusion of emancipation. Also, crackwhores.

So what I've learned from this is that it takes me becoming hallucinogenically ill and having to walk through a crowd of sloppily dressed tourists (I mean really people, you're about to go to university, home of the hopelessly indie and the never-say-die-punk. There is no excuse for dirty highschool tracksuits) for me to lose control of my tightly buried font of misanthropic rage.

This has been a PSA coming straight at you from the black oilslick soul of a girl who hasn't eaten solid foods in five days.

In other news, I may become a pornstar.

( Inception meta and rec. )

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inception fic: torque

Torque.
Inception coda. 1000 word concept fic. PG.
This is not his curse, this should not be his madness. This was always Mal’s, this totem, this virus.

( It’s late at night and the children are dreaming and the top won’t stop spinning. )

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Questions and bits and bobs of miscellaneous crazy

Okay, so I've kind of fallen out of Supernatural fandom a little, and anyone who knows me even a little knows I'm a kind of free-for-all orgy girl when it comes to shipping, so I'm pretty easy going and not at all crazy BUT SHIT JUST GOT REAL:

Also, this: Oh, boys.

While on the Comic-Con stuff, did anybody here about PACEY-CON 2010?!

"A small group of people were gathered on the lawn a distance from the convention center. They were standing around Joshua Jackson from ‘Fringe’, he was staging his own ‘Pacey-Con’, giving out fan fiction he wrote and getting pictures with the women, all while the ‘Dawson’s Creek’ theme music played on a boom box."

Yeah, that's right. Joshua Jackson continues his unrivalled reign as most adorable actor on the planet.

Who's watching Being Human? This show ate my heart and then it ate my brain. A vampire, a werewolf and a ghost living together. Sounds hokey right? That's what I thought. Truth be told, it's amazingly acted, plotted and written. First season is adorable, quirky british soap opera with elements of horror, and second season the darkness takes over, with horror done like it should be, gripping all those warm fuzzies the first season created and slicing them open with a razor blade, and yet it still retains the cute, loving quirkiness around the edges. God, this is good. The seasons are only eight episodes long, so it's wicked fun and fast to power through if you've got a lazy summer.

If that hasn't convinced you, take a look at this amazing promo shot. (One warning, the original pilot cast was changed, and I would highly recommend starting from the second pilot, because you'll just fall in love with the original vampire and resent the recast for ages before realizing that he's taking the character places that the original really probably couldn't have.)

Have not seen Inception yet. Behold my wrath. I hate the world. Ra ra ra. Link me any reaction posts for when I do?

Who's watching True Blood? Who is absolutely smitten with Franklin Mott, the lovechild, as Jacob said, of Spike and Drusilla? Raise your hands now. \o/
So. I finished my book. Yay? Now all I need to do is ruthlessly edit, find a literary agent willing to take on violent, morally nihilistic and experimental manuscript in these days of fear, madness and the downfall of the publishing business, and y'know, get a publishing deal. Preferably before Christmas.

What was that I said earlier about being an easy-going kind of a girl?

Finally: OH HAI FLIST I MISSED YOU GUYZ GIF PARTY!

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travel

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So I'm in Croatia. That's pretty neat. How are y'all?

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Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks

Wee! Exams are over! This means I can have happyfuntimes writing random characters into the mafia!verse. \o/

Also, can someone please come over here and talk to me about how amazing The National's High Violet is? I think it's eaten my heart.

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Via

tearful_eye: Lord of the Rings, as written by different authors.

The Hunter S. Thompson is my favourite:
"We were 20 steps from the exit when the giant flaming Balrons first appeared over our heads. These weren't your normal giant flaming Balrons but some sort of interdimensional Maia that would sit and spin in mid air before dissolving before your very eyes and sneaking up behind you. Gandalf had the pipe and I had the ring which, so far, I had been able to resist trading to the local drug lords for another package of white. Gandalf was shouting random Macrohydration spells while simultaneously trying to not trip over his robes and fall face first into the local pools of goo. Legolas took another drink from his flask and, once again, began explaining how elves were different than humans and much, much mellower."

There's Douglas Adams, Ayn Rand, Mark Twain, Hemingway, J.K Rowling, Chuck Palahniuk, and even one in Lawyer-ese:
"Plaintiff would further show on or about the final day of the Third Age, defendants did intentionally cause the destruction of Ring while plaintiff was engaged in defending his business from hostile takeover. In the alternative, plaintiff pleads that the actions of the defendants toward ring amount to recklessness, gross negligence, and negligence."

And, brilliantly, P.G Wodehouse:
"So Gandalf applied himself to the task at hand - and that's a sight to see that makes strong men gasp and the ladies swoon. You could see the blood whizzing through that magnificent brain of his, chock full of all that health food he grazes on with Tom Bombadil. When there's a problem to be solved, just slip a few nuts and berries to old Gandalf and stand back, I say. Frightening, really."

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Now, via

speccygeekgrrl, a meme:

I think it's inevitable that as we read each other's journals we create mental pictures of each other. Post this on your own journal to find out who your friends see when they read about your life.

Two Rules:
1. Post a picture.
2. The person must be in the movies or on TV (but doesn't have to be an actor/actress). The person can be specific to a role or character or just the person.

And if you feel like it, ask, and I'll do you back!

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I have one thing to say about True Blood 3.02:

( And it is a macro. )