wilde_stallyn: (Spencer quad)
So a little over a week ago I tried to do this meme:

1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays.
You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble
You start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.

Now, the length of a song equals about a sentence at my writing speed, but here are my drabbles/sentences anyway:

10 Panic(!) drabbles - sort of. )


Yes, I'm a musical theatre geek. That's not the point. Or actually maybe it is. Anyway, I've spent all week obsessing about this goddamn RENT AU. It took me most of that time to come up with a cast list I'm mostly happy with, and I'm still stuck on Benny. :P But even so, this thing has clearly got its claws firmly implanted in my brain. I have listened to the entire Original Broadway Cast Recording three times in the past two days. I think it may end up being my Big Bang fic instead of the somewhat self-indulgent Andy/Spencer/Brendon kink!epic I had planned.

I'm maybe kinda freaking out though. I've never written this type of AU where you're fitting the characters into an existing storyline before, and I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing. How close should I keep it to the original play? How do I resolve the ensemble cast into a coherent POV? How do I fit the emotionality of a musical into a fic without it seeming ridiculous? Who the hell is Benny???

So, um, anyone want to handhold/cheerlead via email/IM while I freak out about how the fuck I'm going to textually render La Vie Boheme?
wilde_stallyn: (Jon quad)
- It's Alanis Morrisette's fault that every time I use the word 'ironic' I worry that I'm using it wrong and someone smarter is secretly laughing at me.

- So, I've apparently lost my mind and signed-up for [livejournal.com profile] bandombigbang. Now I just have to write 250 words a day, every day for the next four months. That's totally doable, right? Right? Oh God.

- I'm totally in love with Degrassi: The Next Generation. It's glorious, and lame, and gloriously lame. Like an after-school special and a decent high school AU drunkenly hooked up, had a ridiculous teen pregnancy plotline, and left the infant to be raised by Canadian television.

I have watched seasons 1-3 so far and am currently downloading 4 and 5. JT is seriously the most adorable middle schooler ever. The class clown, annoying as hell, yet charming, a great friend, and totally sweet. So basically exactly as I imagine Frank Iero at 13. Also, Craig Manning = Brendon Urie, y/n?

- I'm going to be in Winnipeg this weekend for my grandmother's 100th birthday. Karaoke Sunday night, folks?

*headdesk*

Jan. 3rd, 2008 10:23 am
wilde_stallyn: (L.I.E. lick)
Please send help. I am currently downloading seasons two and three of Degrassi: The Next Generation.

I was flipping channels Tuesday night when I came across a cute 15 year old boy angsting about his sexuality in a very after-school special kind of way. Now, I'm a huge sucker for adolescent coming out stories (the lamer the better, really) so I was immediately drawn in. Unfortunately, the episode ended on a cliffhanger where he comes out to his best friend but we don't see the friend's reaction, which meant I was going to have to stalk the A Channel website to find out what it was I just watched and where I could find more.

So now I am downloading seasons two and three of Degrassi: The Next Generation.

This is what happens when I have whims.


[This post was brought to you by my vague New Year's resolution to be a better internet friend via exceedingly random lj entries.]
wilde_stallyn: (Default)
- Thank you to everyone who commented on my last post. I suck at replying, but your support really does mean a lot to me. I <3 you guys.

- Thing are looking up with all that stuff. My dad took it all really well, so that takes some of the pressure off. His wife had guessed that I was going to take time off school, so they weren't surprised. Afterwards she told me that she would have told them to fuck off a long time ago. :p As many problems as their marriage has caused me since they got back together, it's nice to be reminded of why we were so close when I was younger.

- I'm going to be moving in with [livejournal.com profile] alpine_dreams and her roommate at the end of January when [livejournal.com profile] perpetual_mess moves out, so yay! Also, easiest move ever since they live next door.

- Bon Jovi was amazing on Saturday. Actual concert post later.

-I'm in Winnipeg now until the 28th. Who wants to go to Sweeney Todd on Friday?
wilde_stallyn: (red light Gerard)
So. Hi. I'm not actually dead.

- Short version: My parents are assholes; I'm quitting university. Click for long version. )

- Huh. 'Classist' is not in the firefox spell check dictionary. WTF firefox?

- As I probably won't be able to afford my current rent by myself, I'm probably going to have to move and/or find a roommate early in the new year. So if any Vancouver folks know anyone looking for I roommate, let me know.

- Chanukah = I can has Bon Jovi concert!!! \o/

- Also in the Music For The Win category: MIKA. ♥_♥ I have been listening to Life In Cartoon Motion on continous repeat for the past couple of weeks. It's been great for my mood. You just cannot be down while listening to this album. Especially Lollipop, which should really be the most annoying song ever, but is somehow just awesome and fun. I'm pretty sure it's physically impossible not to move some part of your body when it's on.

- The voice meme that's been going around is interesting in that we get to hear how other people pronounce "meme". This is some thing I have been wondering about for a while. Most people on my flist seem to say "meem" or "mee-mee". For the record, I've always pronounced it "mem", for some reason. I'm not sure where the final 'e' went. I have a tendency to mispronounce words that I've only ever come across in print. Mostly names in fantasy books, but I also spent years pronouncing eunuch "en-u-awnch". I fail at phonetics.

I will not be doing the voice meme. I cannot deal with hearing my spoken voice recorded. Like, my answering machine message says, "Hi, I'm an answering machine. Leave a message and my owner will call you back," because after 20 minutes of trying to record one, I could only live with it if I pretended the voice didn't actually belong to me. I hate the way I sound in my head enough; I do not need to be reminded that it's even worse for other people. And yet I'm ok with my singing voice. Or I don't have the same sort of dysphoric reaction to it, anyway. My trans issues are so... haphazard, sometimes.

- Only relevant to those I went to high school with: Apparently, Meaghan is pregnant. O_o Reproduction creeps me out so bad. Especially when it happens to people my age.
wilde_stallyn: (Spencer quad)
I'm off to Seattle for Gender Odyssey (!) and Panic! (!!!). Here's praying it doesn't take me four hours to get over the border.

I'm not taking my computer with me, so try not to blow up fandom while I'm gone. See ya Monday.
wilde_stallyn: (Ryan quad)
I AM GOING TO SEE PANIC! AT THE DISCO THIS WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*FLAILS FOREVER*

Also Gym Class Heros, but I'm sorry Travis, even your hotness can not compare with the likes of Spencer Smith, Ryan Ross, Brendon Urie and Jon Walker in my heart.

I am heading down to Seattle this weekend for Gender Odyssey, a conference for transguys. I had checked to see if there were any concerts that I had to see while I was there, but I only checked ticketmaster, so I missed the fact that Panic! was playing Bumbershoot. Largely because I didn't know Bumbershoot existed. But [livejournal.com profile] addictedkitten posted about it tonight, and I flailed at her, now I have a ticket!!!!! \o/ And it's even during the part of the conference I care least about attending, the film festival!

IF THIS WEEKEND GETS ANY BETTER I DON'T THINK I'M GOING TO MAKE IT THROUGH.
wilde_stallyn: (leaning on Andy)
Randomness:

- Harry Potter: I liked the book a lot. Which was pleasantly surprising as I had expected to have to throw it out a window. Other than that I don't really have anything to say that hasn't already been said better by someone on my flist. I was underwhelmed by the OotP movie. Prophecy in a week! \o/

- You know what I hate in stories/books? Dream sequences. Because they are invariably thematically relevant and hold great metaphorical insight (and sometimes foresight) into the character's situation in waking life. I mean, does anyone actually dream like that? (If you do, let me know. I know I tend to have much more random and surreal dreams than most people.) Because the only thing my dreams have taught me lately is that somewhere in my subconscious I know the entirety of the song Step By Step by the New Kids On The Block.

- You know what else I really hate? Musical snobbery. Well, all sorts of snobbery, really, but the musical kind has really been grinding on my nerves lately. Particularly when it comes from musicians. Nothing kills my respect for a musician faster than negatively judging music they haven't even listened to. I don't care if your the guy in my music theory class who tries to look all musically sophisticated by bringing in some obscure, jazz-trained death metal band and looking askance at me for making you listen to Sinead O'Connor and wearing a My Chemical Romance hoodie, or a folk singer who thinks anything that's been vaguely mainstream in the last twenty years is crap.

I mean, check this one out, folks: The first full weekend of July was the Winnipeg Folk Festival. The week before the festival they hold a Folk Retreat, where, basically, you pay them a bunch of money and get to take music classes taught by some of the performers at the festival. One of the teachers this year was Christine Lavin. Now, I'd like to point out that this is a woman who has largely made her career singing comedy songs, so not someone you'd really expect to take themselves too seriously. And Yet. In her performance techniques class she let people get up and play little three song sets. Matt (this adorable 18 year-old kid who reminds me a lot of Cassidy/Beaver from Veronica Mars, without the being psychotic bit) asked if we wanted to hear either a song about thrift shopping or a Radiohead cover, and Christine told him to play the original. Then later, at dinner, she was talking to another retreat participant about how she thinks mainstream music has all been total trash for the past twenty years and said, "Like earlier? When Matt wanted to play that cover of, what was it? Radiohead? I mean I've heard of Radiohead, but I've never actually heard.... Well, I knew no one would want to hear that." I honestly think I just sat there and gaped like a fish for the next ten minutes. She just wrote off Radiohead as pop trash. I mean we're not talking about Britney Spears here, people. Fucking Radiohead.

- Otherwise, the Folk Retreat was pretty good. I got to hang out with a girl I went to summer camp with and hadn't seen for six years. I also finished writing a song for the first time in four years. I'm pretty happy with it, though I was kinda dissappointed by the lack of reaction it garnered from the people in the songwriting workshop because I tend to think I'm clever, and also, no one seemed to get my Star Trek reference. At least Stephan Fearing was somewhat helplful in his feedback, unlike James Keelaghan last year who didn't seem to know what to do with me since I don't write with an instrument. (Note to anyone attending a songwiting workshop: "You should learn to play an instrument" is not helpful constructive criticism.)

- Folk Fest itself was kinda a downer this year. I had the cold from hell, there wasn't a new act that really knocked my socks off this year, and I was alone pretty much the whole weekend because I couldn't find anyone I knew at all during the days and [livejournal.com profile] thegiantkiller had volunteer shifts for large chunks of the evenings. The highlight of the festival for me was African American sting band, the Carolina Chocolate Drops, and their cover of Blu Cantrell's Hit 'Em Up Style. (You can listen to them play it on A Prairie Home Companion here) I love cross-genre covers so much. Hip hop should always have banjos and fiddles. The post-festival highlight has proven to be Final Fantasy (not the game, Owen Pallett's side project). I didn't get to hear much of him at the festival, but I was intrigued and bought the CD anyway and it's pretty cool. Musically, think Belle & Sebastian, but sparser and with a string quartet. Lyrically, there are song titles like The CN Tower Belongs To The Dead, and lines like, "Montreal may eat its young" and "my mother never takes a break from her pining after furniture".

- Before Folk Fest week there was a little thing called the Honda Civic Tour with Sam and [livejournal.com profile] thepurpleswitch and [livejournal.com profile] impasto. I didn't post a review at the time because my reaction was 95% JESUS CHRIST, ANDY HURLEY, with a side of the Beat It cover owning my soul. I even managed to totally miss both Pete/Patrick moments because I was too busy staring at Andy. However, there was cute Pete/Andy moment during Thriller when Pete blew him a kiss, and I now have the way his chest muscles move while he's drumming ingrained in my mind, so I feel it was a fair exchange. And since that was pretty much going to be my review of the concert, I felt that it should at least be accompanied by picspam supporting my Andy fixation, and because I'm slow, getting that together has taken the past month. However, I can now bring you:

JESUS CHRIST, ANDY HURLEY: The Picspam )
wilde_stallyn: (Keller in drag)
Last Saturday night, when I came online to try and catch up on lj after reading Deathly Hallows, I read some of the posts about lj's latest round of pissing off fandom by making their policies on acceptable content and underage porn about as clear as mud. After [livejournal.com profile] burr86 responces to this post by [livejournal.com profile] violet_quill and [livejournal.com profile] ari_o's test case most of my flist seemed to be feeling better about the whole thing. However, I wasn't quite so convinced because while, yes, [livejournal.com profile] ari_o's test case was a good example of a pretty average Snarry PWP, it didn't tell us where lj was going to draw the line. I'm a kinky fuck, and I wanted to know what would happen to a borderline case, something like some of the more extreme stuff posted to coms like [livejournal.com profile] pornish_pixies, so I did my own test case. I submitted my fic Playing 'What If', in which an adult Harry, Sirius and Remus use a de-aging potion to return Harry's body to age thirteen and play out a very kinky role-play of what might have happened if Sirius and Remus had actually been evil in PoA. As I expected, this fic was not in violation of lj's policies. I then edited the fic to remove the role-playing element, so that Harry was actually 13 and the actions were non-consensual, and resubmitted it. This evening I got a response from the Abuse Team saying that the edited fic was almost certainly in violation of their policies.

The full text of my exchanges with the Abuse Team )


So basically, your characters' adolecent rape fantasies are allowed on lj, but your own are not.

Which I realize is because obscenity law is ridiculous, and not wholly lj's fault. Please don't rag on the Abuse Team for this decision, as there is nothing they can do about the policy. I am grateful they were willing to give me a clear answer. I don't think I will be renewing my paid account next year, though.

*goes back to putting together Andy picspam because there's no better cure for stupidity-induced rage than a half-naked drummer*
wilde_stallyn: (match (William))
It's a sad, sad day my friends. Adam T. Siska cut off his hair. I don't think I can properly explain how much I loved the half-mop of curls. It made me squeeful inside whenever I saw a picture. It's distracts me from staring at William, people, and that should not even be possible. And now it gone. ;_;

Visual reference because I realize most of you probably have no clue what I'm talking about )

On a completely different note, I'm kinda disturbed that my Dumbledore/Dobby piece has gotten more comments than anything else I've ever drawn or written, with the exception of my [livejournal.com profile] snarry_games art.
wilde_stallyn: (Default)
So [livejournal.com profile] hadespuppy spent the past week in New York being tourists. Now I'm in Winnipeg for a couple of days (Karaoke tonight, people? I will be phoning you all as the day progress to bother you more about this.), then back to Vancouver Saturday where I get to freak out about not being nearly prepared enough for moving next week.

New York was cool, if overly grey and claustrophobic for my liking. Our week progressed as such:

- Wednesday, April 25 = traveling. Every piece of technology I own decided it hated me, and my flight was at 7 am. Argh.

- Thursday we wandered around Times Square, but only after first getting lost by turning left when we should have turned right. Our hotel was on 48th between 8th Ave and Broadway. Had we turned right at 48th and Broadway we would have been in Times Square. Instead, we turned left, walked ten blocks up Broadway until we hit Central Park, then walked 15 blocks back down 8th before we realized we were idiots.

That night we went and saw Rent. Collins was completely adorable. The actor played the character more on the shy/bashful side, and he and the guy playing Angel had amazing chemistry. Most of the rest of the cast was good, but I didn't really like the guy who played Roger.

- Friday we went to the Met, which was huge, and my brain stopped processing about halfway into the four hours we spent there, but there was a exhibit on Barcelona and Modernity: Gaudi to Dali, which I loved because I love Barcelona and Gaudi and Dali. Then we went to FAO Swartz, where we ate soup and ice cream for lunch/dinner, and I bought a Time Turner, and [livejournal.com profile] hadespuppy bought a letter opener modeled after one of the swords from LOTR and a Design-Your-Own Hot Wheels car. Then we went to the Guggenheim, which kind of bored me because, except for surrealism, I'm not big on modern art and because I was about to collapse from exhaustion.

- Saturday morning we went to the Hell's Kitchen Flea Market, where I found a 60th birthday present for my mom. Then we went to Central Park Zoo where were were forced to overhear way to many parents tell their kids erronious things about the animals, like how amazing the "seals" were during the sea lion show, right after the announcer had explained the difference.

Then we headed down to the world's largest Build-A-Bear Workshop, which is actually not nearly as impressive as you'd expect, where I made a Patrick snow leopard! He sings "he tastes like you only sweeter"! Now, I know you're thinking, "Snow leopard??" but it works, and he's adorable, and part of the proceeds go to the World Wildlife Fund, and when it comes to stuffed animals, I've never been much of a fan of bears anyhow. Actually, I originally went in there planning to make an Andy Hurley rabbit, but then I saw this grey pinstriped suit that just screamed Patrick, so I had to make him, it was fate. Unfortunately, they had a really crappy selection of hats, so he's currently wearing a red baseball hat, but I figure if anyone can pull off a red baseball hat with a pinstriped suit, it's Patrick Stump.

Then we went into Saks Fifth Ave and Rockefeller Center but I really wasn't in the mood and just wanted to collapse. After collapsing at the hotel for the evening we went to the midnight screening of the Rocky Horror Picture Show at the Chelsea Cinema.

- Sunday we slept in, then went to the American Museum of Natural History. We only got to see about a quatre of it (+ a planetarium show narrated by Robert Redford) before the museum closed and they kicked us out. The mammal halls kind of creeped me out a bit because it was kinda like going to a zoo where all the animals have been taxidermied. In the evening we went to a comedy show at the Laugh Factory. 3/5 of the comedians were pretty good. There was a two drink minimum and they put a lot of alcohol in the drinks (I assume so that the comedians seem funnier than they really are), so we were reasonably drunk by the time it was over.

- Monday we went to the Museum of Sex. the two temporary exhibits were Kink and a history of Pornographic films, so it was fun even if I didn't learn anything new. Then we wandered around Chelsea for the rest of the afternoon. The Tribeca Film festival is on right now, so we went to the premiere of a documentary about Alexis Arquette (MtF transgender actor, sibling of David, Patricia, etc. Arquette) which was really interesting. She says some really important things about how gender identity is not primarily about genitalia, and how whether or not she (or any transperson) has had genial surgery isn't anyone else's business unless they want to fuck her.

- Tuesday we went to the Empire State Building and the Statue of Liberty. Or I went to the Statue of Liberty. See, the ferry to the Statue of Liberty has better security than most airports. [livejournal.com profile] hadespuppy carries a pocket knife in her purse. Either they could take it and she'd never see it again, or they could escort her off the property. So she threw her camera at me and told me to take pictures for her. The security at Empire State Building wouldn't let her take the knife in either, but they at least were rational and put it away so we could come back and get it when we were done.

Then we took the subway out to Queens to find a Hot Topic. I got a The Academy Is... t-shirt, a Fall Out Boy hoodie and a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles tank top. I just managed to resist a MCR hat, on the basis that I don't really wear hats and couldn't justify spending $20 US on it. Then we headed back to Broadway to see Avenue Q, which was brilliant.
wilde_stallyn: (Default)
Title: A Moment
Artist: [livejournal.com profile] wilde_stallyn
Pairing: Tonks/Ginny
Rating: NC-17? R? Not Work Safe, at any rate.
Warnings: Strap-on sex
Artist's notes: For [livejournal.com profile] dramedy for [livejournal.com profile] hp_springsmut. I win at pointless titles. :P Tonks' hair style made sense in my head, I swear. Also, pretend they both have two arms. *headdesk*


A Moment )
wilde_stallyn: (back-lit Frank)
-I found myself an apartment on Saturday. It's half a block off Commercial on 6th, which is as close to exactly where I wanted to be as I could possibly hope for, it's big, and it's got a great patio. I'll be moving in the week of May 7th. So yay x 9834798232 for no more living-with my-father-related stress. \o/

-I had dinner with [livejournal.com profile] sage_subdreams tonight, which was lovely, even though it was a little hard to hear with all the background noise. (I suggest avoiding Moxie's when there's a Canucks game.) I had made a quasi-New Year's resolution to try to connect more with some of the very cool people I've met in the past year or so and get to know them a bit better, but I kind of let that plan slide over the last few months, so this was a nice opportunity to spend time with [livejournal.com profile] sage_subdreams and a good reminder to put people higher on my priority list.

-In that vein, I'm having lunch with [livejournal.com profile] impasto on Monday, where there will be much squeeing over tiny precious emo boys. She was not on the original list of Very Cool People To Try To Hang Out With, but only because I did not yet know of her existence, or the existence of tiny precious emo boys, at the time. Also, she is connected with [livejournal.com profile] thepurpleswitch, who was on said original list.

-On the tiny precious emo boy front, I have decided I want Frank Iero's haircut. Now, I had this whole disclaimer ready about how I'm really not doing this out of pathetic fanboyishness, I just happen to think he has really cool hair, but then I realized that I only came to the realization that Frank has awesome hair because I spend way too much time staring at the pictures in my MCR folder, so, um.

-I have a whole backlog of art to post, so I figure we'll start with my [livejournal.com profile] hp_springsmut pinch hit, and work backwards chronologically over the next few days.
wilde_stallyn: (contemplative Spencer)
-This term I have a computer science class followed directly by a calculus class. Unfortunately they take place entirely across campus from each other and I can't walk that far in under the ten minutes they give us between classes. At first I considered buying a bike, but decided against it because I had no way of getting it to and from campus every other day. However, after one abortive attempt at a solution involving a scooter, I decide to buy as cheap a used bike as I could and just leave it on campus overnight and hope it doesn't get stolen. There's a student run used bike place on campus, so that was the first place I went. Since I have the stumpiest legs in the history of short stumpy legs, they only had bikes two that would fit me, one pretty nice one for $160 and a seafoam green, ladies' frame bike for $120. I knew I should get the cheaper one because it's pretty likely to get stolen at some point during the semester, but my inner thirteen year-old boy was all, "but it's a girl's bike!" so after much inner debate, I decided that if I couldn't find a cheeper bike somewhere else, I would pay the extra 40 bucks to preserve my masculinity. The next day I went into a used bike place across the street from my therapist's and found a bike on consignment for $11. It needed a new rear wheel and stuff, but even with the repairs it would only be about $40. Unfortunately it was also a ladies' frame, but I couldn't justify spending $120 on my ego. So now my inner thirteen year-old boy is riding around campus on a girl's bike. At least it's not seafoam green.

-So, new book in July. This makes me vaguely afeared. Not because I think fandom will disappear or anything, I don't, but because I do not have faith in JKR's ability to write a final book I'm not going to have to throw out my fifth-floor window. (Also, Kara, ARGH, Gryffindor Pride!)

-I seem to have found a new fandom. That fandom is bandslash ie. RPS involving Panic! At The Disco and Fall Out Boy and everyone else vaguely connected with Pete Wentz. (Yes, I said RPS, all who disapprove may slap me now, but I'm not going to stop reading it.) It's all [livejournal.com profile] starflowers's fault, really, because around New Years she wrote a lovely Pete Wentz/Ryan Ross fic, and I read it, and then I had to go find more fic about these boys and I lucked out because there were actually a few pretty good fic that had just been posted to [livejournal.com profile] slashatthdisco (which I have since discovered is usually awash with badfic, but keep on my flist so I don't miss updates of the few good ones I found those first few days). Then I stumbled across [livejournal.com profile] addictedkitten's journal and read her Panic! tour review and was totally hooked on these boys because OMG the GAY and the Pretty and the Theatricalness and the Almost-A-Broadway-Show Show. So, yeah, that lead to me basically spending the last month obsessively reading interviews and watching youtube videos and generally trying to catch up on the canon, and obsessing at anyone I talked to for more than 5 minutes. I changed my desktop background for the first time since getting this computer and setting it to Seamus two and a half years ago (it now features this picture of Patrick Stump), and I got the Panic! collector's box, which is omg *flail*, and dragged Christina around the city in order to buy Release the Bats, which is sort of disappointing, and why the fuck doesn't any store in this city have The Academy Is... cds?

I'm telling you all this because unlike most of the new fandoms I've found in the past couple of years, I don't just want to lurk and read fic, I actually want to participate in bandslash fandom. I want to shower my unsuspecting f-oflist with picspam of the Panic! boys and Patrick and William Beckett's hips, and be friends with all the cool people, and, my god, I actually have plot bunnies!! It's been so long since my brain was last generating plot bunnies when not under duress of ficathon deadlines. I need to write awkward Brendon/Ryan first-time-sex fic because I can't seem to find much, and Brendon Urie is not actually a Gay-Sex God, he just plays one on tv. I mean, before getting famous he was just a dorky Mormon kid. And as much as the Ryan-posts-his-16-year-old-ass-on-livejournal pics seem to imply that Ryan wanted teh buttsecks, I doubt he had much more up his ass than his own fingers and maybe, like, one bad anal-sex experience with some slightly skeezy guy he hooked-up with on Craigslist (or possibly Pete Wentz. Because, let's face it, Pete Wentz is the bandslash equivalent of the slightly skeezy guy you pick up on Craigslist). And along the same lines I need to write a fic where Brendon starts researching BDSM on the internet and tries to top Ryan, but doesn't really know what he's doing. And I need to write Spencer/Brendon BDSM fic, because Spencer's top-y-ness makes my squirm, and Brendon would be the brattiest of bratty bottoms ever, but he would LOVE it. (These last two might actually end up being the same fic because Spencer would see Brendon's lame attempts at topping Ryan and get exasperated and step in and top them both. We'll see.) And I don't know when I'll actually have time to do anything with these plot bunnies, but they're there.

Wow, I use "and" way too much when I squee.

-As I am watching OCC right now, I thought it would be entertaining if you all responded to this post with a comment featuring picspam of your most unexpected/oddest celebrity crush/lust object. I'll start:

Meet Mikey Teutul )
wilde_stallyn: (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] greek_amazon wanted my mom's recipes for latkes and anise cookies, so here they are:

Potato Latkes )

Anise Cookies )
wilde_stallyn: (Default)
So here are the pictures of the stuff from my Scenic Painting class. Skai, the prof, emailed me the last set of photos yesterday, and apparently my final mark is 98, which is the highest in the class. Since the aim of the class was to learn to paint for theatre sets, most of the pieces are 8x4 feet and painted so as to be visible from 30 feet. The paint is a scenic acrylic, and everything was done on wooden pallets except the tree which was on canvas and the breakdown which was 3d. Everything was done to match reference photos, you can sort of see a couple of them taped to the corners of the pieces. I'm posting them in chronological order. Click for larger images.

Brick )

Siding )

Stone )

Wood Paneling )

Breakdown )

Wallpaper )

Tree )

We also did marble, but mine accidentally got painted over before Skai could photograph it.
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Alright, so somehow I've managed to be even more silent and anti-social this fall than I usually am, both on lj and in real life. I don't really have an explanation, except that I'm just really bad at this people thing. I am trying to work on it though (Yay, for therapy! :p).

It's been an... interesting term. I had a bit of a nervous breakdown midway through October, dropped three of the four classes I was taking this term, and decided to start the University thing basically from the beginning again and try to switch into Sciences. I had been struggling to finish my BA since last fall because my parents wanted me too, and well, they are paying for it, but I finally realized that it wasn't going to work. I had been having increasing trouble writing papers basically since the end of second year. I was having anxiety attacks just thinking about writing a paper, so I would avoid thinking about it until it was late, which created more anxiety, etc. As it stands I have not actually finished a paper since June 2005. By this October it had reached the point where if I didn't make some major changes I was going to fail out of school, and beyond that, I was depressed and miserable and hated everything I was doing. So I'm going into Sciences, like I probably should have done from the beginning. I have no idea what I want to do as a career, or what I'm going to do with a BSc (probably in math) when I'm done, but in the meantime, at least I'll be doing something I like and am good at.

So for the last month or so, I've been concentrating on the one class I didn't drop this term, Scenic Painting, working (I basically had a job at the gift shop in the Museum of Anthropology thrown at me in September. It's a really good job when your not bored to tears, I just wasn't expecting it at the time.), sleeping/not sleeping at weird times, watching the Discovery channel, and obsessively doing 184 piece "crazy" puzzles at jigzone.com. I've discovered that I'm actually a pretty good painter when someone actually explains techniques to me, unlike in high school when paint mostly just frustrated me (I love Mr. Gibson, but he didn't actually teach much.). I'll post the pictures of my projects once the prof send me the last one. I also learned that Lucy Lawless has a show about women warriors on the Discovery channel at 5am. Take from that what you will.

As you may have heard global warming took it's revenge on the Pacific Northwest last week in the form of a buttload of snow. Mostly this just made everyone drive like idiots and made work really painfully slow, but it also looked pretty cool in some places because it was wet and stuck to everything, so I bring you Scenes from the UBC Endowment Lands, Wednesday, Nov. 28 )

Since I don't have any exams this term, and with the way scheduling worked out at work, I'm coming home early, rather than over Christmas. So I'll be in Winnipeg tomorrow night, until the 20th. What's everyone there's schedules like the next couple of weeks?
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Anyone in the Vancouver area want to come see Bad Religion with the Dropkick Murphys this evening? The ticket's free! [livejournal.com profile] iholdwater was suppose to come with me, but she's super sick today. If you're interested please let me know before 5:30 pm, as the door's open at 6.
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Title: Strong Enough to Break
Author: [livejournal.com profile] wilde_stallyn
Pairings: Severus/Lucius
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3474
Warnings: A bit D/s-ish at times
Disclaimer: Everything but the smut belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Summary: Severus Snape makes the first in a series of decisions that will change his life – and the course of the war.
Author's Note: While I was posting my fic from this year's [livejournal.com profile] reversathon, I realized I never posted the fic I wrote for last year's [livejournal.com profile] reversathon to my own journal, so here it is. Written for [livejournal.com profile] gmth for the 2005 [livejournal.com profile] reversathon.




Strong Enough to Break )
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Title: Playing 'What If?'
Author: [livejournal.com profile] wilde_stallyn
Pairing: Harry/Sirius/Remus
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Consensual kidnapping/rape role-play, magically-assisted ageplay/chan, golden showers, knifeplay, magicplay (sort of in the vein of muggle electrical play)
Summary: Harry has a secret fantasy he's been hiding from his lovers. When they find out just what it is, they decide it's only fair to give him what he wants.
Author's Note: Written for [livejournal.com profile] the_con_cept for the 2006 [livejournal.com profile] reversathon. A big ball of love and thanks to [livejournal.com profile] thegiantkiller for the beta.



Playing 'What If?' )
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