awww

With the last update of the wilby wonderful fanfiction links page, the total number of stories linked to is now an even thirty. Yaaaaaaay, little baby fandom! *cuddles it*

it's not songfic because no one's singing karaoke

Look! Musical accompaniments! Uh, the following three songs each provided the title for one of my due South stories, and for the most part were the soundtrack and at least partial inspiration for them. Thus I share. Because I can. Yes.

1. Song -- Sleater-Kinney, Turn It On
Story -- Don't Say the Word
it's too warm
inside your hands
it's too hard
it's too good
it's just that when you touched me
i could not stand up
i fell into
i fell down

2. Song -- Iron & Wine, Weary Memory
Story -- A Box of Pictures
found your mittens behind a box of pictures
you would wear them before i brewed the tea
that's one memory i can easily conjure
a weary memory i can always see

3. Song -- Kasey Chambers, Not Pretty Enough
Story -- Right Through Me
i laugh, i feel, i make believe it's real
i fall, i freeze, i pray down on my knees
i hope, i stand, i take it like a man
i try as hard as i can

Also, the mood icon for this entry is cracking me up, for no particular reason.

i <3 this show so much

Dear Hope, re: Psychotic Killer in the Attic

Thanks again for saving my life. MMmmmm. I'm the luckiest guy in the world.

Love, Curtis

CC: Cupid

*****

"Listen. I'm gonna cut your fucking head off, freeze it, wrap it in plastic, put it in a thermally insulated box, then I'm gonna mail it to Nathan with a little Hallmark card I bought special."

*****

"Well, I do want sex, Curtis, but I also want to *talk*. About our relationship."

"While we're having sex? That's, that's a bit of a turn-off."

*****

"It's like I have this tumor in my brain, it's gonna kill me. At the same time, I have this microscropic submarine coursing through my bloodstream, racing to my brain, it's gonna blast that tumor with its miniature little lasers? What I don't want it to do is to stop along the way and clear the snot out of my sinuses. You know what I mean?"

*****

"After the meteor hit, the disease spread and all the pet monkeys died. Without the monkeys around, people became distraught, especially the kids. So the cats were brought in to replace the monkeys. But people started blaming them, resenting the cats for what had happened to the monkeys. We beat the cats, we kicked the cats, we generally just treated them like shit. We forced them to work as our slaves, first at jobs left vacant by the monkeys -- helping organ grinders and stuff. And then just any shit job we could find. Courier, waiter, Canadian actor. Well. It wasn't long before they turned against us. Ironic, isn't it?"

"None of that makes any sense. What do you mean, all the pet monkeys died? And you can't train cats to do anything."

"We know that now. We even tried using flamethrowers."

*****

"Do gay people sleep in bunkbeds?"

wheeeeeeee!

Today speshope and I made a Best Buy run while we were down at the mall to see Madagascar. While there, I picked up the first season of due South for $18.99.

I repeat: I bought the first season for under twenty fucking dollars.

Considering the price has been well over one hundred dollars every time I have ever seen it before? This is cause for my dance of joy. Not to mention the set includes the pilot, has single-sided discs instead of double-sided, and has "Victoria's Secret" all on the same disc.

TONIGHT I CELEBRATE. OH YEAH.

also!

Also, fox1013 made me a BtVS icon. Because I am a sick, perverted girl who cannot help seeing the subtext EVERYWHERE whenever I watch early seasons now.

Caption comes from this comment thread in glossing's journal.