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Yada yada yada, life is busy and stringing sentences together is hard. I sometimes feel like my job uses up all my literary creativity, which is ironic given that journalism school mostly consists of sapping it all away until you're writing declarative sentences of 35 words or less, and any modifiers are a strict 10 points from Gryffindor.

Humane Society - [livejournal.com profile] smilebackwards (R, Charles/Erik)

This story is what I imagine a hug would feel like if you could write it. The synopsis is that Erik is turned into a kitten and Charles takes him in, and yesterday I wouldn't have said that I would read such a thing, let alone like it, and still look at myself in the mirror, but this fandom has pretty much demolished all my preconceived notions.

ETA: OMG you guys, all the evens I cannot, Charles and Erik in a meadow.
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Fic On a Clear Day - [livejournal.com profile] sheafleur (R, slight retcon of the beach scene)

This is Charles and Erik after going their separate ways, and it hurts so much, knowing that they've both been indelibly changed by the other but not enough to set their differences aide. I like to think that Charles learned something on the beach, that sometimes, some people (and mutants) are evil, and you have to protect your own. Erik may have chosen his path, but that doesn't mean he walks alone, and Charles is only so much the better man when it comes to him.

Vid The Boy With the Bubblegun - [livejournal.com profile] kaydeefalls

Oh, Erik, so blinded by your anger - Charles could've saved you if you'd let him, but instead he became collateral damage. Really lovely, in the way that anything this sad could be.
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Work bitching. Basically, everything went wrong and I didn't breathe all night. )

But Copy Editor Brandon changed his dinner plans when I expressed a desire for a Chicken Grilled-Stuft Burrito, bless his soul, and now I have hot tea and chocolate-dipped biscotti pilfered from home, because my mother thinks I should lose weight but loves me more and so happily shares anything that brings me joy, and there's no biscotti to be had in this bloody county but she has a Costco membership.

So, in celebration of my hellish day being over, a few less chocolate-covered things that have nonetheless made me happy recently for you (songs are YouSendIt links):

NEWS The St. Petersburg Times is what newspapers in Florida want to be when they grow up. They're like an indie New York Times, with long narrative stories specializing in the people, not the talking heads. Yesterday, they ran a story about a Vietnam veteran father whose Marine son was wounded in Iraq last year, and how the process of his recovery has been healing them both. Expertly told, with compassion but without sappiness. I'm not sure it's good journalism – single source, no real time element – but it's wonderfully compelling, which is what any journalist worth her salt tries to be.

Apparently, there's a softer side to us all, including hardass Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld, who has been quietly helping his friend's widow to find information about his possibly having survived a 1956 plane crash. It's... such a human thing for this man I've always thought of as immutable, cold and intimately familiar with the concept of loss being a principle of war.

FIC [livejournal.com profile] trinityofone - The Man Who Rose From Earth She posted a bit of the conversation that spurred this story at the end of it, saying that wingfic involving John Sheppard would be the "most angst-free wingfic ever." And yeah, this is what happens when something makes you that happy – everything else melts away. There's freedom in happiness, and I loved John's unreserved willingness to embrace it, even knowing the cost to everyone else.

[livejournal.com profile] corinna_5 - The New Math In which Atlantis plays yenta. It was… unexpectedly poignant.

[livejournal.com profile] siegeofangels - Business As Usual Aliens make them do it, and it's not the start of something beautiful. The way John deals through Elizabeth, and Rodney doesn't quite manage much beyond avoidance is so painful and just like two straight guys would react. Not my usual fare, as John and Rodney belong together forever is the mantra of my heart, but smart and honest, and that's special too.

MUSIC The Caesars - Jerk It Out The first time I heard this in the iPod commercial, I might have done something embarrassing like shudder publicly. Goes straight through me like a shot of adrenaline every time. (Bonus track: their kickass cover of (Don't Fear) The Reaper, though I do miss the cowbell.)

Prodigy - Breathe The cure for what ails you. Sublimation in crazy, angry rhythms that feel both finely balanced and out of control.

The Vines - Ride With Me You may know it from the Stargate previews hyping the second halves of their respective seasons. Very fitting and kicky.

Ben Lee - Gamble Everything for Love Song of my heart at the moment. Simple and sweet and so optimistic, it makes my jaded soul ache.

Sarah Vaughan & Peter Gunn - Max Sedgley I don't know who Max is, but when I heard this outside Starbucks, it sounded like Sarah had taken her action hero boyfriend's theme song and wrote him a little piece of her mind about what she thought of his absentee, womanizing ways.

Carbon Leaf - Life Less Ordinary Another hopeful little ditty by someone convinced of love and its obvious simplicity.

Oh, by the by, if anyone has Sarah Hammer's Lodestar, I'd be ever so pathetically grateful.
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Like all the rest of SGA fandom, I've read and loved Freedom's Just Another Word for Nothing Left to Lose by [livejournal.com profile] synecdochic. Though, two and a half sessions of BAWLING MY SOUL OUT (especially after writing this just this morning) later, I'll stop lying to myself about being able to handle the DVD commentary tonight.

Good frelling Christ, that hurt. The crying that is, not the story, the story was great, not at all painful and lovely and hopeful like Duran Duran's Ordinary World, (YSI) except in the way that beyond there merely being an ordinary world still turning out there, there are other ways for it to be extraordinary... )
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Fie on insomnia. These are probably the kinds of hours when Napoleon planned to take over the world because he was a short, sickly Frenchman with something to prove - the thinking isn't entirely lucid. In my case, I worried.

Wherein I freak out about having prospects after graduation. )

As an aside, I took [livejournal.com profile] walkingshadow's word for it (rarely a risky proposition, for a nice change) and read Intersections by Kaneko. Didn't regret it. While a little Jossed by Season Two and somewhat cliched and wince-inducing in parts, on the whole I found it a well written, thoughtful and compelling montage. Also, admittedly, at least a small part of my endless affection for Rodney McKay lies with the commonalities between our personalities. Minus his penchant for astrophysics; that's something I barely passed the regular version of in high school. But my space buff manifests itself in other ways.

Excerpt. )

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