Title: Our Childhood Wars
Characters: Claire Novak
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Remember the little girl Lilith possessed in No Rest for the Wicked? She's seventeen now, and has just met Claire Novak.
Word count: 5800
Disclaimer: I am not Kripke. I claim nothing.
Notes: The little girl was never named, so I've christened her Alice.
( our childhood wars have aged us )

Why do I bother arguing about feminism on the internet? It just gets me frustrated and leaves me full of rage, and nothing good ever comes of it. I HATE YOU INTERNET. I HATE YOU AND YOUR IGNORANCE AND YOUR SEXISM. However now I have an excuse to use my JDM icon.

I was WRITING, you fuckers. I was in a writing mood and I was writing! I wanted to get up to 2,000 words tonight, but now the mood is gone.

Anyone who's bothering to read this should stop at this point, because now I'm going to get a little flail-y and nonsensical.

( DON'T )

I'm going to shut up now.

I lol'd at this. And yes, it's definitely a troll.

( lol wut )

All right, now I have some srs bsns to address. I guess I should give a spoiler alert for Leverage - what-the-fuck-ever, none of you bitches watch Leverage anyway.

So on last night's episode, Eliot was a gym teacher.

( Oh yeah, you know where I'm going with this. )

Just pretend that bald guy is Dean.

And then he takes his shirt off just for you.

Okay, this sound is going to HAUNT MY NIGHTMARES. Wtf Misha. AND WHY DID I WATCH IT AGAIN.



LOL DID I JUST ACCIDENTALLY POST THAT. HERP DERP, GOOD THING NO ONE READS THIS SHIT.

Yeah, the point of this particular post is not Misha Collins making me cry. It's actually that I just saw Harry Potter.

( NERD ALERT )

One last thing: HELL YEAH WELCOME BACK LEVERAGE! :D

1. I just rediscovered the one LJ icon that really grosses me out. This is what I get for seeing an icon of Ernie fisting Bert and thinking, "Wtf, is that seriously what I think it is?" And then exploring the person's icons to make sure. At the same time, though, I'm kind of glad I found it again - now I can horrify other people.

2. I've been sick for nearly three months. Three. Months. With a fucking smorgasbord of symptoms. Right now I have a pain in my abdomen that I'm really hoping is not my appendix. I don't need that thing exploding.

3. Apparently a smorgasbord is a Swedish buffet. I never knew that.

4. I saw Transformers (most of it, at least - I missed the end, but I'm happy to be spoiled) and The Proposal today. I enjoyed The Proposal more than I'd like to admit. But it has Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds, and that means automatic win in my book. Now I'm ready for the J2 version, please and thank you. Or even some Andrew/Margaret. (I'm a little freaked out that I find het hot, but whatever.) Transformers was all right, though Skids and Mudflap were about as facepalm-worthy as I expected. Yes, they're minor characters, but this little jem from Michael Bay pissed me off (from here):



It's cool, guys. They're just robots; it doesn't count, right?

On a different note, the previews made me want to see a million more movies. 2012 looks like it'll freak me out, but I still want to see it. Surrogates also looks interesting - I might check out the graphic novel. And I keep forgetting about Taking Woodstock, which I must see. And Harry Potter, OMG.

5. It's been a while since I've been annoyingly indie, so bear with me. MoZella really needs to stop being a cock tease and release the album. I need it. Especially "Let's Stop Calling It Love". I just discovered Sarah Fimm's latest EP, and I'm really feeling "Let It Run" and "Chasing Waves" (the opening on that is fucking amazing). Carina Round finally released her EP. I bought "For Everything A Reason", but I don't like the final version as much as this one - I kind of like the yelling at the end. The album version just seems too empty. I've also been picking through O+S's album. So far "New Life", "Permanent Scar", and "Lonely Ghosts" (which was on Dollhouse) are winners. "Haunts" and "Knowing Animals" might be my next purchases. Oh, and I highly recommend Madita.

Now for my two favorite indies. Holy shit, Imogen Heap's album is coming out in August. I have been waiting so long for this, and the preview has me so fucking excited. William Fitzsimmons hasn't released new material lately, but I have found some songs that I wasn't aware of. "They'll Never Take the Good Years" is a new favorite - it's fairly upbeat for him - and "Please Forgive Me" is gorgeous. His Twitter is so cute that I've considered joining, but I really can't bring myself to touch Twitter. Not even for you, you beautiful bearded bastard.

6. Going through the Big Bang fics has reminded me of how fussy I am about fic - especially Dean/Castiel. I feel like a judmental bitch every time I hit the back button after a few sentences.

7. I hate the bad ideas that live in my brain. I'm just grateful that I can't MS Paint worth a damn or bring myself to write crack.

This site is partially to blame for the following.


It's pretty straightforward - these are the people I would keep in my harem if I had one. I'm being honest, so there are a few facepalm-worthy ones.

( Every prophet in his house )


Well, that was especially shallow. I feel like I should atone for this with meta or something. I have been ruminating on Ruby meta - specifically Ruby/Lodz (woo hoo, obscure character!) meta. There's also a Sierra/November bunny running around my head, but I doubt I'll be able to get myself to write it.

stalker_celly made me do it. But dammit, there is never a bad reason to post JDM.

01. Anyone who looks at this entry has to post this meme and their current wallpaper at their livejournal.
02. Explain in five sentences why you're using that wallpaper.
03. Don't change your wallpaper before doing this. The point is to see what you had on.



Five whole sentences? Where is the meme for lazy bitches?

Actually I have a story behind this wallpaper. One day, some months ago, I was gazing at pictures of the GQ motherfucker called JDM. My father wandered into the room and, upon seeing the shirtless JDM picture, had the gall to say that he was ugly. Such insolence was not to be tolerated, so I set the picture as the computer wallpaper. This is the family computer, so he can't avoid the stunning beauty of JDM's bare chest.

Looks like there's only one questionable icon on my desktop. Obviously I'm not trying hard enough.

Guess who's got access to a controlled substance? Oh yeah, I've got ~Xanax~ now, people. How that will help the stabbing pain in my lungs or stop my throat from swelling up, I do not know. I'm not a doctor.

But more importantly: Dollhouse.

I am a calm and rational person (I've even got drugs to make me calm). I can discuss this in a calm and rational manner. But first, I am going to very quietly explode.

GIKEOJRGIAH'HBA'O[ARET[AL;K,ZMH

( Holy tl;dr Batman! )

Before I go, let us pray. Oh TV gods, please look kindly on us. Grant us a second season of Dollhouse. Amen.