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I can see I'm going to end up coughing up more money for LJ pretty soon. I was just bored enough with all my old icons, even though I had some good ones, to delete almost everything just so I could upload a new one.

Which I wanted specifically for this post, because it is GOF review time. :)

( Constant Vigilance! )

And now to the non-spoilery part of the review, aka the Theater Rant.

People, this movie is PG-13. It is PG-13 for a reason, and trust me, it's not the bloody dragons. Shut up about the dragons, because while yeah, they might be scary, they are small potatoes. The PG-13 is all about the darkness, the last couple scenes, parts of which creeped me out, and the fact that this nice boy everyone thinks is so pretty gets murdered by the bad guy. Duh... So, with that understood, why in the HELL were there so many little children there? Little children who needed booster seats, and couldn't keep track of their own sodas, and who were, not surprisingly, crying by the end of the movie?

I hope their parents had Voldie-and-the-Death-Eaters-nightmares to deal with that night.

Also, a special "no love" shout-out to the people standing in line behind us to get into the theater. Talking as loudly as possible, thus shouting directly into my mother's ear? Not a really good idea. She totally almost killed you. I almost helped. It was not that loud in there. Shut UP.

Next bit of rantyness. Danial Radcliff fangirls. Shut up, shut up, and shut up. You're getting worse than the Orlando Bloom fans at Pirates of the Caribbean, and I didn't think that was possible. They sighed and whistled during the bathtub scene, and again when his name came onscreen for the credits. I cheered for Alan Rickman and Maggie Smith, just to freak them out. Also because those two rock. Someone stood up to leave and I barely saw Brenden Gleeson's name, or he would've gotten a cheer, too.

I fear no teenybopper fangirl that lives in this town. :)

And a final Theater Rant- No love to the people who built the place, even though it's the best theater in town, and we drove all the way over from our new place, even though others are closer, because it's such a good one. Because they built their stairs all funky, so that when I looked up to see how bad the crowd was outside in the hall, and went to keep walking down the steps, I put my foot where there was no step, and fell, and smacked my knee and both ankles. The knee and one ankle are alright. The other ankle is killing me.

It was still almost worth it. Damn good movie. :)

...to update the massive unfinished fic meme from hell.

More for me than for anyone else, but

( if you're interested... )

I finished one fic that was on the old list (Visiting Hours, Harry Potter) but I've added...several more. *sigh* At least I won't be bored for a bit, right? Plus the whole NaNoWriMo. 'Cause I'm really nuts.

Computer problems solved after several hours of downloading what's probably the most popular file on the internet just now- yep, it's the new worm making the rounds. I need to pay more attention to these things, though it was on the national and local news tonight. Yeah. Thanks so much, guys. A bit too late.

But it's fixed now, and I'm going to break down and renew my Norton subscription like a good girl so that in theory this doesn't happen again.

Unfinished fics meme, swiped from

jenavira

( This is going to be a long list... )

I'm trying to be productive today, so I'm doing a bunch of stuff I swore I was going to do ages ago. I've mailed off a bunch of junk, cleaned up all the mistakes I could find in the urbandruid pages, and submitted a couple things to FictionAlley and fanfiction.net.

First we have The Best of Hands, which is the previously untitled (Thanks,

tarimanveri) OoP missing scene story you guys have seen already. Sirius and Snape, and a side of Snape/McGonagall.

The other is The Knowing, which you haven't seen. Yet another OotP fic. Summary as follows.

The Order of the Phoenix is bound together by the things they know, bound by secrets, dreams, and nightmares. Sometimes friends and lovers, but always allies, their strength is in the knowing. Moody/Tonks, Snape/McGonagall, Lupin/Black.

Yes, I know it's different on the webpage. I've added updating it to the list of things I need to do today.

No Buffy yet, and the mail's already come. I thought Amazon was just being obnoxious saying I wouldn't get it until the 15th, but maybe they were serious.

...

Alright, now I'm really annoyed. Went to check on the package at the post office site, and it tells me- your package was misrouted, error has been corrected... yada, yada, yada. It's on its way back to Richmond.

That's it. I appreciate free shipping as much as the next person, but next time I'm paying for UPS.

Excuse me for a moment, I have to go beat my head against a wall.

It's not personal or anything. Really it's not.

But I am going to fucking hex the next person who says Snape/Umbridge in my presence.

That is all.

(And no, that wasn't a spoiler. It's not...anything.)

I'm going now.

Current Mood: Slytherin
Current Music: Train, "Hopeless"

9 1/2 hours. And my nerves are going to kill me.

I'm finding all sorts of ways to waste time, though. So far I have taken out the trash, checked the mail (oh, yay, the power bill), posted about a dozen comments in other people's journals, re-read huge chunks of Goblet of Fire, stressed over the character death in OoP, read more chunks of GoF, and shoved books around on my shelf to make room for OoP- not that it's going there for a while; I have to read it first, then it goes to Mom.

I keep looking at the clock, willing time to go faster, which of course isn't happening.

Got the car back yesterday- it goes and it stops now. My uncle needs a fan club.

Of course, then we picked up a nail in the tire, so had to go get that taken care of. Went to the Sears in Clovis (next suburb over) instead of the Sears close to home, because Mom couldn't face those people again after they refused to help her with the battery. And my uncle got us a replacement battery in Clovis, so we figured, they're more helpful. They were, too.

Spent a fun hour wandering around the Clovis mall- even their tiny Waldenbooks is doing something for the Harry Potter book, I overheard a clerk telling someone they'll have cookies and punch.

Yes, but they have to keep mall hours, which Barns & Noble doesn't. Which amuses me.

And yes, I was going stir-crazy enough that going out to get a tire fixed seemed like more fun than staying home. It was, too.

Okay... I'm bored, and was suddenly inspired to post this thing I finished a bit ago.

( Really dark, and I'm not kidding here, Snape/McGonagall )

Current Mood: bored

Surfing other peoples' friends pages, looking for stuff to do- ignoring my to-do list as usual.

Came up with the following.

( Was aiming for Raistlin, but what I got instead was...*dies laughing* )

I always told people I would be a very bad teacher.

I received this slightly odd review for 'Emerald and Ebony' yesterday:

This story immediately lost credibility for the gross error of ages. Minerva and Severus are NOT the same age. I don't know why the author felt it necessary to do that, the romance between them could have been just as sweet with the age difference. And I hardly think Snape is one to place great value for beauty and youth for their own sake.

It's anonymous, so I'm responding to it here. First of all, I won't get into my long drawn-out speal on why I don't believe Minerva is nearing my grandmother's age, but 1.) she is not described as old in the books, and 2.) movies take creative license with books all the time. (ie, I don't think she's as old as Maggie Smith, either.)

With that out of the way, I can't understand why it is people insist on telling me that things in my fics are wrong. A misspelled name is wrong. Screwing up canon (as opposed to screwing with it on purpose) is wrong. Stuff I change because I want to is not wrong. And excuse me for not feeling it necessary to add in my author's notes, "In this story Severus and Minerva went to Hogwarts together". It's totally obvious that my Severus and Minerva did go to school together; I believe it's in the first page. The first letter M. writes, anyway.

As to that last bit, about S. not placing great value on youth and beauty... what? I don't think I ever described E&E's Minerva as being really young and really pretty. Maybe there's a line in there to the effect of, Severus thinks she's beautiful. Is she? Hell if I know. If that's in there (and it may not be; I have two very long Severus/Minerva fics in the works now, and my memory's not perfect) he's probably not talking physical aspects anyway. Grr.

What I think really annoys me about this, though, is the HP fandom's stubborn, almost fanatical, inability to understand the concept of AU in fic. Their inability to understand the very idea that brought me to fanfic in the first place. You can change anything. Anything. And if you're not sure what the established canon is, you take it wherever you want it to go.

People's failure to grasp this wouldn't be so bad, if it weren't for the fact that these are the same people who look at other speculation fics and adore them. You don't see many (okay, aside from rabid 'shippers, but never mind them) who tell authors that Harry is never going to marry Ginny, or Hermione, or whoever. Because we don't know if Harry will marry anybody, ever.

So why is that okay to play with, while I get told constantly that my fic is wrong?

I am now seriously considering a very sarcastic sort of note for my HP fic page. Something along the lines of, fuck you. It's supposed to be like that.

Cheers.