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RIP, Elisabeth Sladen.

This news felt like a punch in the gut. I don't think Doctor Who as we know it today would exist without Liz Sladen's Sarah Jane. She was the Doctor's partner in crime in a way that really hadn't been done before and was my favorite of Four's companions (no slight to Leela and Romana, both of whom I love desperately.) It's obvious in every frame just how fond Tom Baker's mercurial madman is of his Sarah Jane.

Goodbye, Sarah. Say hello to the Brig for the rest of us.

(I wonder if they'll do an episode. They'll almost have to, don't you think? Sarah leaves such a hole in the Doctor Who universe. God, just thinking about Martha or Mickey calling the Doctor with the news.)

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62. Fuck cancer. (Apologies for the language. But seriously, fuck cancer.)

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Let's have a meme (grabbed from musesfool: Name me a character! I will tell you:

* How I FEEEEEL about this character
* All the people I ship romantically with this character
* My non-romantic OTP for this character - NB: I'm taking this as meaning platonic BFFs or hetero lifemates or whatever
* My unpopular opinion about this character
* One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

Any character! If I don't know them I'll just make stuff up.:)

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That's it. I'm starting the Angsty Fic of Angst tonight. It has been decided.

Okay, this no comment notification thing is officially getting old. Fix it, LJ! Fix it now!

I'm arguing with trolls on fanficrants. Someone please pull me back.

LJ notes is getting such a workout.

What is with these giant beetle things that keep getting into the house? It's winter! Where do they keep coming from? And why do they keep spiral bombing my light until they get stuck in the fixture to their buggy doom?

On a related note, I'm expecting some bad and very expensive news tomorrow. Eagaaah. I picked up the second season of The Muppet Show to cheer myself up. Rolf just sang "It's a Wonderful World" to a very sleepy puppy. It's helping.

There will be (short, angsty) SPN fic tonight. Then I must stay up late cleaning all some of the things.

Posted Yuletide. Stayed up all night to do so.

Now must get up and go to work.

Nooooooooooooo!

Lexi has been lethargic and mopey the past day or so (not once did she jump up on my mantle to destroy my action figures), so when I walked out of the shower today to find her sprawled pathetically on my bed it was time to bundle her up and take her to the vet. One ultrasound later they're still not entirely sure what the problem is --- could be something she ate, could just be some infection, could be pancreatitis (you can imagine how much I liked that possibility), but to sum it up they're keeping her overnight.

This is the first time she's ever been sick. I miss my kitten baby.

(And oh God, I'm going to be paying this off forever.)

I want my Yuletide assignment. I need something to salvage this weekend.

*sigh*

So my character broke just a little bit last night.

( Read on for a tale of carnage and woe. )

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So I signed up for kink_bingo, because I am a fool.:)

( Bingo card under cut )

I didn't get anything that actively squicks me, luckily. And now I'm wondering if the shadowy tendril things the Void started manifesting towards the end would count for "tentacles":).

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This quote about the upcoming Crow reboot fills me with horror:

Also different is Norrington’s approach to the production design, which diverges from the film’s original look as established by Alex Proyas, and his take on the “Crow mythology”: “"The Crow itself is a creature in this movie—it's not just a bird," Pressman said. "It's got a personality and a character. Not like Godzilla exactly, but it's very different [and has] a more active role in the story."

(full article here.)

That means it's going to talk, people. Ye gods.

Goddammit, DC. What the hell is wrong with you? For the first time in literally years I was enjoying multiple DC titles and now this.

And I was planning on picking up some Starman trades the next time I went to the comic shop. I don't believe James Robinson could write a title that good and now pull out something so cheap and tin-eared. I don't use the word "fridged" often --- I think tends to get thrown around too freely sometimes --- but if this isn't a perfect example I don't know what is.

Frak.

ETA: You know what makes this extra pointless? ( spoiler )

Sometimes I'm glad DC's forgotten about Lena Luthor. God help the girl when they remember.

I hope I'm wrong about Avatar. I really do.

It has my girlcrush Michelle Rodriguez and Sigourney Weaver and Uhura and the guy who played Angel in the last X-Men movie, and I hate it when actors I like wind up in bad movies. And I just saw The Abyss a couple of weeks ago, so I'm thinking fondly of James Cameron and it would be awful if the project he's spent twenty years trying to make turned out to be crap.

But from the trailers it looks the plot is "White Dude #1 infiltrates a troublesome band of Indians In Space but is seduced by their savage yet noble ways. And also by the chief's daughter." And I can deal with that plot when it's in a fifty year old Western, but it's not what I want to pay $10 to see in 2009.

Aw, dammit. Jim Carroll died friday at the age of 60. He was a true punk rocker before punk got its fashionable glitter and glam sheen and wrote about joy and pain with scathing honesty, beauty and winking, ironic wit. The song that his name brings to everyone's mind is of course "People Who Died," which is a great song, but my favorite song of his is "Differing Touch," which manages to be yearning, wondering and smirking all at the same time.

I know that he probably lived thirty years longer than he ever thought he would, but sixty is still too damn young.

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So Christoph Waltz of Inglourious Basterds fame has apparently landed the main villain role in The Green Hornet, which is great because he deserves all the money Hollywood can throw at him. And he's apparently replacing Nic Cage, which can only be considered a massive step up.

Confession: when I first saw the headline I misread it as the Green Lantern movie and thought he'd been cast as Sinestro and got all excited. Phooey. The misread did inspire me to look up the Green Hornet, since I realized I had no idea who GH's arch enemy was. I still don't, since this character seems to be made up for the movie, but I did learn that Britt Reid (GH's civvy name) is supposed to be the Lone Ranger's grand-nephew, which might almost make him cool enough to have Bruce Lee as a sidekick. Almost.

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And to cap things off with more sad news, Jeff Hardy was arrested on trafficking and possession charges. I'd really, really hoped that the last time he came back he'd gotten his life together; he's so talented, the kind of talent that buys the second and third chances he was given.

But I don't think that's happening this time. Oh, Jeff.

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ETA: OH GODDAMMIT. Patrick Swayze dies at 57. That is ENOUGH, universe.