as I try to make my way through the ordinary world

I take back all the nice things I said about today's issue of The Alligator except for the praise regarding the front page graphic.

( Here be a rant. )

Anyway. I walked home with a colleague who lives in Thomas Hall, right across the courtyard from me. Great kid, has the same walking up to strangers ambivalence I do as well as a common aversion to local TV news. She even hooked me up with the name of the Detours (our entertainment section) editor and the time of the story assignment meeting for the week. I'm toying with using my new employee clout to get the hook up with an advance copy of you-know-what and figure they could tell me what steps to take in that direction. Worth a shot, anyway.

Things I read today that you should, too:

not waving but drowning by Amber. I saw it all coming but oh, the way she makes it happen is just so gut-wrenching but in the profound way. She makes me feel her characters - they don't just ring true to me, which admittedly helps, but she lays them bare without using so many words and they're just so human you can't help but empathize. *hugs JC tight*

Commentary on Feels Like Inside Out by callmesandy. Touching, hilarious commentary on a story whose plot doesn't always rub me right, but which features some of the best characterizations I've read anywhere. Whoever came up with this meme deserves blowjobs.

Speaking of which, I think there should be more critical essays in this fandom. Or even just flighty rants and raves. By people who love a pairing/convention, people who don't, authors and readers alike. I really liked my TrickyFish rumination from the other day, but thinking about it, there's very little in the way of analysis regarding the pairing trends and conventions within popslash. Or maybe I'm not looking hard enough! Rec me some essayists' journals, kids.

An article on popjustice.com says: "the mighty JC Chasez' debut album 'Schizophrenic' is on the horizon and, from what we've heard, is fucking brilliant" [whoot!] and compares All Day Long I Dream About Sex to Bloodhound Gang's The Bad Touch, with which it so, so shares a bastard lineage.

I wrote a lot of things tonight that didn't need writing in the strictest sense of the word, and read none of what most would agree I really should've. Story of my life. However, I'm thinking I'll be chewing on Sandy's approach to Lambs (which is to ask what else besides sex Lance and Justin can be/do for each other if they already have someone (Joey and Chris, respectively) they talk about everything to) a lot longer than the psychoanalytic approach of projective assessment.

It occurs to me that I only slept three hours last night.

*goes to make tea and remedy that*

Quote of the Day:

"The way in which Howard Dean is like *nsync is when I wish they wouldn't say stupid stuff when people I know are watching them on the television. Not because I care, but because it reflects poorly upon me."
-popfantastic

*blink* It would seem I have a date tonight.

With a boy, whom I haven't known most of my life (as it happens when you have conjoined elementary/middle/high school campuses.)

Why yes, this would be my first "real" date.

( *takes a moment* )

So, yes. Excited, a bit nervous, but he seems laid-back which takes a lot of the potential pressure off. We'll see. I've got hopes.