There's this girl at my college I'd never met before who I ate with along with some other acquaintances in the cafeteria today? Looks EXACTLY like Jewel Staite. To the point that I assumed she gets it all the time and waited till she left to point a fork after her and be like, "Kaylee in Firefly? Anybody watch Firefly?" One of the dudes was like, "I've said so before. It's uncanny, isn't it?" Must be, cause I had to try not to be like, "DAMN, woman, you are PRETTY."

It feels so weird to be done with RS. I kind of wanna just sit back and say to myself that I'm gonna focus on just classes and not work on fic for like the rest of the month, but I see that happening for like three days at the most, haha.

Some Champaign MOFOs are having a party tomorrow and a couple of my grad friends should be coming. WIIIN. I have a feeling this plan to go above and beyond the minimum requirement for this 100-level class lit paper by actually reading Alice in Wonderland as an outside source (and making it have something to do with Edible Woman) is going to come under reconsideration for friend times. I have another paper to write for Romance: The Genre that's gonna kick my ass because I've been phoning it in for so much of this semester. If it wasn't comparative I'd be fine; if it was on what we're reading now I'd be fine. But no. I don't want to write on Chretien de Troyes, I...I just don't.

R i s i n g S i g n
[Battlestar Galactica/Star Trek XI crossover]
Characters/Pairings: Starbuck, Kirk, McCoy, Spock. (Kirk/Kara), Kara/McCoy.
Rating: R for language, mild violence and non-explicit sex.
Spoilers for Trek XI and BSG up through "Maelstrom," lots of references to the entire series.
Summary: Loosely in response to this prompt at st_xi_kink. In short: "When Kara Thrace flies through the wormhole near the end of Season Three, she finds Earth-- but not the Earth that Galactica's been searching for. Instead she finds herself hailed by a ship calling itself the USS Enterprise."
Final Word Count: ~39350

...Part One...
...Part Two...
...Part Three...
...Part Four...
...Part Five...
...Part Six...
...Part Seven...
...Part Eight...
...epilogue...

( some tl;dr: why Jim waxes Jungian about Kara, some general comments and thanks, etc. )

( playlist )

Title: Rising Sign
epilogue
Characters/Pairings: Starbuck, Kirk, McCoy, Spock. (Kirk/)Kara/McCoy.
Rating: R for language.
Previous Chapters: (MASTER POST)
Author's Note: It occurs to me that in the course of eight chapters and an epilogue I somehow managed to get Kirk drunk no less than four times despite my confidence in him as a relatively responsible captain. I blame Kara for this.


( I've seen the dangers of your rising sign, but I swear I'd like to drink the fuel straight from your lighter/it's all inside the wrist, it's all inside the way you time it, I resent the way you make me like myself )

Title: Rising Sign
(8/8)
Characters/Pairings: Starbuck, Kirk, McCoy, Spock. (Kirk/Kara), Kara/McCoy.
Rating: R for language.
Spoilers for Trek XI and BSG up through "Maelstrom," lots of references to the entire series.
Summary: Loosely in response to this prompt at st_xi_kink. In short: "When Kara Thrace flies through the wormhole near the end of Season Three, she finds Earth-- but not the Earth that Galactica's been searching for. Instead she finds herself hailed by a ship calling itself the USS Enterprise."
...Part One...Part Two...Part Three...Part Four...Part Five...Part Six...Part Seven...


( And this might really be the boring part, the story she'll never care to tell, because it's so simple... )

Title: Rising Sign
(7/8)
Characters/Pairings: Starbuck, Kirk, McCoy, Spock. (Kirk/)Kara/McCoy.
Rating: R for language.
Spoilers for Trek XI and BSG up through "Maelstrom," lots of references to the entire series.
Summary: Loosely in response to this prompt at st_xi_kink. In short: "When Kara Thrace flies through the wormhole near the end of Season Three, she finds Earth-- but not the Earth that Galactica's been searching for. Instead she finds herself hailed by a ship calling itself the USS Enterprise."
...Part One...Part Two...Part Three...Part Four...Part Five...Part Six...


( Jim, I could use one of your plan C's right now... )

Okay, I always take a long time to wade through my "to read" bookmarks and this fic was posted quite a while back, but if you like the idea of Chris Pike/George Kirk and have actually not read If You Don't Start Drinking (I'm Gonna Leave) by robanybody, DO IT NOW.

"And I'm not stealing the Psi Upsilon mascot. That fucking weasel bit me the last time and I'm not getting that many hypos ever again."

Sometimes, when Chris is yelling at George, he feels like a cartoon character, all eyebrows and a wide open mouth and anger lines spiking up from his head; he feels like his mouth is going to unhinge from his jaw and swallow the world because that's how much George aggravates him. And then George will do something nice, like make him tea and keep everyone away from him all evening so he can study in peace or rub his head when Pike gets his usual tension headaches or stay up with him all night when Pike has insomnia because he knows how much Chris hates being up and alone in the middle of the night, and Chris will forget that he spends most of his time wanting to smother George.

"No weasel," George promises with a shark-like grin that makes Pike uncomfortable because he knows he's not going to like the answer that's coming up.

"Okay, if it's no uniform and no weasel, then what is it?"

"Vegas, baby." George holds his fist out for Pike to bump. "Am I a genius or what?"

Chris stares at his fist like he's confused by the concept of it. "What?"

George looks disappointed by his response. "Dude, we're going to Vegas. You're taking me to Vegas so we can get drunk and gamble and have a lot of drunken sex."

"With each other?" Pike asks in a horrified voice.

April sputters helplessly into his ale, laughing so hard that he almost chokes. "Oh, Christopher," he sighs once he's finally managed to get a hold of himself, "you truly are one of my most favorite people in this world."

At first I had to sort of put aside that I couldn't really see Pike as the kind of naive sidekick of George's dude clique, but once I got into the feel of his relationship with Kirk I actually thought it made a lot of sense, and by the end you definitely see how this Christopher could eventually become the Pike we know from the movie. This fic is just downright hilarious and sweet, and is one of those gems that actually works better because it doesn't feel very futuristic. Cause some things you can believe won't ever change, and maybe every fandom needs some form of fanfiction depicting Las Vegas shenanigans.

one-shot, rated R, read it here.

I got paired with a real aggressive bastard in fencing today. Like, we can all see that you're bigger and faster than pretty much anybody in this class, I think you can get your hits in without actually bruising me around the ribs in the process. Jeez. :/

I got rear-ended on my way home from the store. It wasn't a big deal, but oh god, I was so glad that the cop we called decided the damage wasn't bad enough to write a report, because I just happened to be cleaning out my wallet earlier and hadn't put my up-to-date insurance card back in before I left (I had the old one for some reason so I was able to give that information to the other person). Of course I would've gotten out of trouble when I could prove I was insured later on, but I'm pretty sure they have to confiscate your car on the spot if you don't have the card and that would've been a no good very bad day, especially when, um, everyone I know well enough to ask for a ride lives almost an hour away D:

I have...a mixed attitude on the flavored tobacco ban. I'm not like pissed because I don't exactly want to fervently defend tobacco companies and I'm far, far from being a regular smoker, but...I'm probably not going to be able to get clove cigarettes anymore and I love those. I've heard mixed reports on whether Djarum products are about to be illegal, but the guy in my senior writing class seemed pretty sure that they will be. I just...ugh. Don't get me started on this notion that young people who start smoking are going to not start smoking because they can't get their cutesy nasty strawberry cigars. Cause when you can't LEGALLY buy it you're totally going to be selective. I don't know how the minors at my high school got their cigarettes, but I sure as hell wasn't seeing them smoke anything flavored. The fractional libertarian in me will be raging at this for a while. Wow, I guess I am a little pissed.

I watched The Plan, and seemingly loved it more than 90% of BSG fandom. I'll have to get out a real reaction post soon.

This is my mix for betweenthebliss's truly frakking awesome startrekbigbang contribution, "Reconciliation". :D

Post contains SPOILERS for the fic.

Title: Rising Sign
(6/8)
Characters/Pairings: Starbuck, Kirk, McCoy, Spock. (Kirk/)Kara/McCoy.
Rating: R for language.
Spoilers for Trek XI and BSG up through "Maelstrom," lots of references to the entire series.
Summary: Loosely in response to this prompt at st_xi_kink. In short: "When Kara Thrace flies through the wormhole near the end of Season Three, she finds Earth-- but not the Earth that Galactica's been searching for. Instead she finds herself hailed by a ship calling itself the USS Enterprise."
...Part One...Part Two...Part Three...Part Four...Part Five


( Thrace, if you've got something to say, we better get it over with. )

CAN ANYBODY GIVE ME A GMAIL INVITE?

I'LL BE YOUR BITCH. OR SOMETHING.

ORANGE_WEDGE33@LYCOS.COM

MY LIFE LATELY: I HATE MY NOVEL I LOVE MY NOVEL I HATE MY NOVEL I LOVE MY NOVEL I HATE HATE HATE IT I FUCKING LOVE IT IT'S GOING TO MAKE ME BAWL. THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A ROUGH DRAFT, JESUS CHRIST.

I GOT A LOT OF TIME TO WORK ON R.S. YESTERDAY THOUGH. ENDING IS COMING ALONG I THINK.

I HAVE TO TAKE THREE 300 LEVEL CLASSES NEXT SEMESTER. I SOMEHOW FORGOT THAT I'D DUG MYSELF INTO THAT HOLE.

I NEED A GODDAMN WORD COUNT ON THIS BITCH. ALL I THINK ABOUT ANYMORE IS STAR TREK AND KARA THRACE AND MY EFFING NOVEL, WHAT THE HELL. I STILL CAN'T HELP FEELING LIKE A PRETENTIOUS MORON EVEN MENTIONING THAT I'M WRITING "A NOVEL." I KEEP FORGETTING I ALSO HAVE A SOCIAL LIFE. NEW TAG: "NOVEL OF DOOM."

ALSO I HAVE REALIZED THAT GUMMY LIFE SAVERS ARE MY FAVORITE CANDY. ALSO I STARTED FENCING CLASS AND IT'S HELLA FUN. MY ARMS HURT.

I know everybody's probably sick of hearing/talking about the Polanski thing, but WTF, this Askmen. com commentary? I can't even begin on the absurdity of comparing this to Letterman's situation, much less the trivializing attitude of the entire column. Some content just isn't fair game for satire, if that's what this complete ass is going for.

Why, why, WHY must it be so hot in this dorm?!?

I got a very, very good laugh out of the bulletin board our RA put up where people are supposed to etch down cute little doodles of what they're dressing up as for Halloween. Somebody is being the Riddler, and all the comments that people were writing down in response to other people's responses have, over the course of an evening, escalated into some kind of guerilla magic marker flame war over who's the biggest comic book geek. ("The Joker might be brilliant, but Riddler's the only character who rivals Batman in his detective skills." "FUCK YOU, I'M NOT EVEN DISPUTING THAT.") I gotta show this to my sister and my Batman-obsessed friend when they come to visit tomorrow. I should troll on the thing, just be like "HUSH is the bestest Batman volume EVAR!11!" It's funny how I'm not much of a comics reader but I know enough to be able to piss off the purists.

I find myself revisiting a lot of 90s music lately.
You know, a while back a friend of mine made fun of me for having a Stone Temple Pilots ring tone. I was kind of puzzled by the suggestion that it was anything to be embarrassed about. It makes me feel like I am indeed getting older when it doesn't occur to me that my guilty pleasures are guilty pleasures.

Pick a fandom, any fandom I'm in. I will tell you:
1. One True Pairing Ship:
2. Canon Ship:
3. "If this happens I'll stab my eyes out with a spork" Ship:
4. "You are one sick puppy" Ship:
5. "I dabble a little" Ship:
6. "It's like a car crash" Ship:
7. "Tickles my fancy but not sold just yet" Ship:
8. "Makes no canon sense but why the heck not" Ship:
9. "Everyone else loves it but I just don't feel it" Ship:


My sister made me watch a few episodes of Skins, starting with season 3 cause she thinks it has better characters than the first couple seasons. In its happier moments, it reminds me of the atmosphere I attempted to create with my high-school-kids-based-on-Peanuts-characters composite novel I wrote for a senior seminar (I am aware that one, it's absurd that I got credit for writing something like that and two, Dog Sees God exists, but it's a little too dark in my opinion), which makes watching it kind of surreal, especially since in my head I can't stop thinking that JJ=Schroeder. Though actually it didn't take me too long to compare the Freddy/JJ/Cook group to James/Remus/Sirius, and the comparison has really stuck in my head. I have a feeling it all gets way more depressing at some point, but it's also pretty damn funny at some points. Somebody explain to me why Cook is my favorite. I'm too embarrassed to even say who I ship as of yet, so let's let those opinions ferment for a while.

Thank god the seasons are short though. I feel like I no longer want to devote the time to getting into TV fandoms. If I'm not immediately addicted in the first few episodes I just give up.

I was just perusing our library site and happened to see this:

The Ames Library is pleased to announce that author Louise Erdrich has been selected for the 8th Annual Ames/Milner Visiting Author Program.

Ms. Erdrich will be on campus the evening of Thursday, October 22nd 2009.

3:00 – 4:00 Presentation and Q and A, Milner Library, Illinois State University

7:30 – 8:30 Presentation, Presser Hall, Illinois Wesleyan University

8:30 Book signing, The Ames Library Illinois Wesleyan University

BRING IT ON. I LOVE ERDRICH. I GOTTA GET MY COPY OF LOVE MEDICINE FROM HOME SO I CAN GET IT SIGNED. OMG.



Ruby Rod shares my enthusiasm.
Man, today was just not working. I could tell from when I woke up that I wasn't gonna be able to motivate myself to do anything. The major hang-up is attempting to fudge my way through an extremely difficult chapter in my book that I'm just kinda not ready to write. I got to the point of reaching the word count for the week and just throwing in the towel. I'll have to try to whip it into shape later, but I'm frustrated that I'm getting so behind. I could totally write this in a non-linear fashion and still get credit, but the fact that the professor is consistently following and enjoying it means it's a really good chance to get a lab rat perspective on how well the little plot twists are composed and...all that stuff. And now I just realized that a paper due Friday is just a little more complicated than I thought it was and I just don't feel like doing work. Ugh.

Yesterday on a total impulse I went out and actually bought music when I realized that I do not have Placebo's Without You I'm Nothing in decent sound quality, and therefore do not have what is quite possibly my favorite song in decent sound quality. I still remember it was on the trip back from Wisconsin with my best friend and her dad when I first heard that album (and liked it). We were pulling out of a toll booth at the climax of the title track and it made me the perfect kind of sad.
I still haven't picked up the new Placebo because I'm pretty much expecting disappointment. There are a couple very moving songs on Meds, but overall I just...I don't know, they expose Brian's voice too much now. Or more like they're returning to what they did before WYIM and it's not working as well cause they rocked the fuck out back then.

I've given up on keeping up with Project Runway/Mad Men/Heroes/anything because there's always somebody watching Family Guy reruns or something in the lounge when I need the TV. Haha, gripe #2352 on top of really not needing the heat on that high overnight, but overall my living situation is great. I'm not sure I can explain why I'm cleaner when I live alone.

I've read some of the rough draft for the startrekbigbang fic I'm mixing for and this shit is gonna be EPIC. I'm gonna make my dog read it. Actually, there is a completely realistic possibility I will make my boyfriend read it once it's posted. This started one of the very few but usually very funny conversations with the bf that manages to converge on my fandom life, which went something like:
L: Be prepared for me to rec you a fic soon.
S: Is it Kara/Helo?
L. ...*blinks*...Unfortunately not. But you'll like it.
S: What's it for?
L: It's a surprise, but I'll tell you that it's a crossover.
S: BSG and...?
L: I didn't even say it was BSG!
S: Yeah, but see, I know it is, cause I've been secretly in yr fandomz creating this whole persona and stalking you everywhere and I secretly wrote the fic.
L: Yeah?
S: Oh, yeah.
L: Been lurking around the kink memes a lot?
S: I LOVE them.

I cannot even believe how bubbly and adorable Sia Furler is.

Title: Rising Sign
(5/8)
Characters/Pairings: Starbuck, Kirk, McCoy, Spock. (Kirk/)Kara/McCoy.
Rating: R for language.
Spoilers for Trek XI and BSG up through "Maelstrom," lots of references to the entire series.
Summary: Loosely in response to this prompt at st_xi_kink. In short: "When Kara Thrace flies through the wormhole near the end of Season Three, she finds Earth-- but not the Earth that Galactica's been searching for. Instead she finds herself hailed by a ship calling itself the USS Enterprise."
Author's Note: Sorry this is getting sort of *angsty*. Things are going to get angstier before they get (hopefully) fun.
Also, yes, the chapter count has increased. Again.
...Part One...Part Two...Part Three...Part Four...



( ...No, we're not gonna paint it red. )

Title: Rising Sign
(4/7)
Characters/Pairings: Starbuck, Kirk, McCoy, Spock. (Kirk/)Kara/McCoy.
Rating: R for language.
Spoilers for Trek XI and BSG up through "Maelstrom," lots of references to the entire series.
Huge, huge executive-producer-credit style thanks to flowrs4ophelia; I fear the term "beta reader" doesn't quite cut it for her level of contribution to this.
Summary: Loosely in response to this prompt at st_xi_kink. In short: "When Kara Thrace flies through the wormhole near the end of Season Three, she finds Earth-- but not the Earth that Galactica's been searching for. Instead she finds herself hailed by a ship calling itself the USS Enterprise."
Author's Note/Status Update: Has it really been over a month since I updated this?! Just to give a heads-up, this fic is mostly written. Updates are lagging because I'm paranoid about having to go back and change little technical things. You can expect another update in a couple days; after that, I'm not sure, since I want to make sure the last couple parts are posted close together.
...Part One...Part Two...Part Three...


( Bones is going to kill me... )

I really, really want some fresh-baked cookies. It is very unlikely I will get some any time soon unless I buy my own friggin' cookie sheet. The weird part is that I want them because it smelled like cookies in the Meijer parking lot and there's just no explanation for that.

I missed Mad Men this week. But damn, this week was insane. The wedding reception was the most fun I've had in a long time.

( probably very flighty reaction to Heroes )

startrekbigbang got over fifty completed drafts (whoo!). I'm so excited for mix sign-ups. I don't know how I'm gonna find time to read so many of these when they start getting posted, but dammit, I will make time.

I'm just realizing that I've had a paid account for probably a couple months and haven't done a goddamn POLL. So, mostly inspired by me still reeling from the extended "Taking a Break" scene from the Galactica Blu-Rays...random "WTF IS CANON?" poll.


Poll #1458936 WTF is canon poll (& other random q's)
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 7

Deleted scenes:

Novels/comics for TV/film stuff (sci-fi novels, comics, etc.):

Novelizations:

Info from FAQs and stuff (stuff the writers were going to explore but didn't get the opportunity, other info that isn't apparent from media source)

Are you seeing the Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus?

Involved in any Big Bangs this year?

Movies! I'm excited about