theoretically fic-related but knowing me the last year and a half, nothing'll ever come of it. my brain is where bunnies go to die slow, tortured deaths. but anywhoo!


ok, I know in most states, there's an age at which it's ok to drop out of high school, and in some (all?) states it's below the age of 18. how does that work. if a kid decides to drop out, are his parents informed / required to consent? I imagine there's paperwork. I know kids who did it, but I never really thought much about the mechanics.

this movie summary did not go where I thought it was going:

The noble search for a dying breed leads an ambitious zoologist to the discovery of a far more sinister species in this brutal Australian shocker featuring Leigh Whannell (Saw) and Nathan Phillips (Wolf Creek). Eight years ago, Zoology student Nina (Mirrah Foulkes)'s sister was searching for evidence of the elusive Tasmanian Tiger when she suddenly vanished without a trace. Before disappearing, however, she did manage to send her sister a mysterious paw print that seemed to suggest that the species was still flourishing somewhere in the vast Australian wilderness. Much like the Sasquatch, the Tasmanian Tiger is a creature that modern scientists have dismissed as legend - but now that Nina has evidence, she's fully prepared to breach Tasmania's dense and dangerous forests in order to prove that the reclusive creature really exists. As Nina, her partner Matt (Whannell), his old friend Jack (Phillips), and his girlfriend Rebecca (Melanie Vallejo) make their way deep into the heart of Tasmania, it quickly becomes obvious that Nina is completely ignorant to one of the isolated island's darkest legends. Back in the 19th Century, when Australia was a barren penal colony, a dangerous convict named Alexander Pierce (aka "The Pieman"), staged a daring escape from the island's most heavily guarded prison. Later, in order to survive, Pierce resorted to eating his fellow escapees. Though Pierce would be hung for cannibalism in 1824, by the time he was captured it was already too late. Pierce had bred, passing on his insatiable appetite for human flesh the next generation. Nearly two centuries later the Tasmanian Tiger seems to have finally become extinct, though the Pieman's lineage is still going strong. Now, in a land where human meat is scarce, Nina's expedition will fall prey to species with a savage appetite, and a murderous motivation to keep their bloodline strong.

....you crazy Aussies. all cannibalistic and feral.

wow, it's been a long damn time since I've used *this* tag, huh?

you know, the first...*guesstimates* 25 times *facepalm* I watched West Wing start-to-finish, I didn't have my slash goggles on. it wasn't that kind of show for me. plus, aside from Rob Lowe, not a lot of eye candy, haha. of the male variety, at least.

I honestly have no clue what moment first planted Josh/Sam in my head, but once it was there, it quickly became canon for me. the way spangel did. once I saw it, I couldn't see it any other way. it became a fact. I mean, come on. Sam gave up a *marriage* and a *partnership* in a huge firm on what was, essentially, Josh's whim. and then there's that weird, dogged overprotectiveness following the shooting. and...*cough* anyway. not why I'm here, haha.

one of the best parts of the fandom experience, imo, is finding a fic that fits canon so tightly that when you rewatch the show, you can't help appending it to canon. one that answers all the questions you ever asked yourself about the subtext or backstory, and then answers some that you hadn't thought of.

Turning 'verse by jaegecko. I haven't read the entire verse yet because it's fucking enormous and I just found it yesterday, but what I have read so far has sucked me in so deep that I forgot I wasn't watching the actual show.

if you love the show, give it a try. I will warn you that it's first person pov (mostly Sam, sometimes Josh) but it's wielded pretty well. the Josh/Sam doesn't come in until the second story of the 'verse...I enjoyed the first story that focuses on Sam's discovery that he's gay, but it's a lot of original characters if that's not your thing.

this is a really old interview, but you know...it's not like there's a lot on tv right now, haha

The Daily Show With Jon Stewart	M - Th 11p / 10c
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ha, a legitimate use of my Jared Leto icon! rare.

so I'm trying to decide what cut of Alexander to get. I know there are like...a bajillionty of them, and some of them are significantly different from one another. opinions?

also, I'm back from my trip, hi! I'll be catching up on comments and stuff tomorrow :)

I have to take the little men to the vet this morning. reigning opinion is that I Suck.

on the upside, I think that I have studied kitten psychology well enough to become an evil mastermind. because over time, the little buggers have become impossible to cage up. last time it took 4 hours to catch Irving because he cottoned so damn quick up what was going on. the magic formula seems to indeed be Shock and Awe. I upended the carriers in the closet 2 days ago, then snatched Irving up about 2 seconds after my eyes popped open this morning. he becomes completely paralyzed when you scruff him, the way they tell you cats will do that they never *actually* do, so the only trick is to get him scruffed before he knows what's coming. he can't even try to starfish his way out of being lowered in.

then I wander downstairs like nothing is wrong (pay no attention to the yowling man behind the curtain), wait til Seeley follows me far enough from the noise to approach, and scoop him up too. he doesn't really fight me on anything once it looks inevitable, but Irving's patheticness will spook him in close range.

I've had a growing suspicion that they had a respiratory infection for about a week now, and then I'm leaving for San Francisco for 10 days (mother's day / birthday present for my mom). so the plan is basically to get them diagnosed and then leave them there while I'm gone.

on the upside, they'll be magically well again when I reaquire them.

on the downside, I'm pretty sure Irving is going to believe in his heart of hearts that I'm abandoning him forever. I've never had to board them before, and this is pretty much his worst fear manifested. I already get ginormous Don't Leave Me eyes every time they've gotta go in their carriers.

*sighs*

I've apparently been of a mind to share my thoughts. bear with me, it'll pass.

( I think I'm supposed to be excited. if you *are*, please don't let me harsh your squee. for that is a fannish felony. )

I have learned one thing for sure this season...if Sam and Dean had hit each other more often earlier in the series, I'd probably be a shipper. they're pretty when they make each other bleed. way more interesting than the codependent dynamic. or, scratch that. if we could have the codependence on TOP of the domestic violence angle, that'd be snazzy.

*eyes Spangel* god, I miss you. I wish I had any inspiration at all these days to write my otp. it's like one day, I misplaced them. Spike just quit talking. he used to talk in my head ALL THE TIME. it's a little quiet in there without him.

and now I'm gonna shut up before somebody gets me committed.

medical-based hallucinations are apparently the new black.

this is my official notice of complaint to the screenwriter's guild. one more show gets converted to the cult and I'm gonna pull all my hair out.

this is gonna seem random but it's just idle curiosity.

do rulings made in civil court establish legal precedent the same way rulings in criminal court do?

for example, if a high-profile person won a civil suit against an insurance company for one of their customer-fucking rules, would it change the system for the rest of us? I was thinking about this after rewatching some west wing. after Josh gets shot, his insurance company doesn't pony up for the amount they were supposed to cover because the hospital they rushed him to was out of network, and they considered suing (we never found out what came of it). which made me think about how he had a chance to do something good on a massive scale, but then I started wondering if it worked the same way in the civil courts.

or maybe, if it doesn't establish precedent the same way, it changes behavior to prevent further suits? I remember the "it's hot" warnings going on coffee cups after the chick suited McDonald's.

ETA: btw, I'm talking about US courts. *obviously*. because we're the only ones that count, right? ;)

please stop making me ship you with Craig Ferguson. I'd rather not think of him naked.

dude, the first interview was adorable, but this one is somehow infinitely adorable-r. it's now my personal canon that they are BFF's. I mean, look at the way they hug. LOOK AT IT.

Um, I reworked this fic. I think this was the first Jeff/Jensen I publicly posted, and I always intended to write more but it rankled in a bunch of places, so I had to smooth it out, and then the ending needed some changes before I could add more. And then my computer tanked and it all got lost. And then I recovered it. \o/ it’s been a long road to posting, in other words.

ETA: let's pretend I'm not a retard that took like 5 tries to post this correctly, ok? sorry for the yoyoish effect on your flist



Title: hide beside me
Author: Mel (thatotherperv)
Pairing: Jeff/Jensen, NC-17
Word Count: 3000 words
Summary/Notes/Warnings: Jeff and Jensen meet early, when Jensen's 19 or 20 and Jeff's 31. but they're still actors, or trying to be.
Also, I invented a brother for Jeff, though I'm not sure why.

the originally posted version was beta'd by madame_meretrix, who rocks my socks off. I didn't bug her for the revision because I'm already working her ass off elsewhere, so any changes that suck have nothing to do with her.
title still lovingly ripped off from the Goo Goo Dolls.


( Jensen watched with clear eyes, not even cracking a smile. There was a little crease of intensity between his brows that hinted at personal insult. )

a revised version of the original story was reposted here...I'd reread that before this :)


Title: broadway's dark tonight (second in the hide beside me 'verse)
Author: Mel (thatotherperv)
Pairing: Jeff/Jensen & Chris/Jensen UST, mention of past j2, this part PG
Word Count: around 3,600 words
Summary/Notes/Warnings: prequel to hide beside me (but it should be read afterwards). How Jensen came to be on Jeff's doorstep, demanding sex.
Title still by the Goo Goo Dolls. Thanks to yourlibrarian's boy for help with the baseball talk.


( nights like tonight made Jensen want to swear the whole thing off and crawl on home with his tail between his legs. )

how come Max Keenan was tried for the murder of Deputy Director Kirby, who he killed at the end of Judas on a Pole, and not for Garrett Delaney, who he killed at the beginning of the ep? the exact same evidence they used to try him for one could have been used for the other, since it was the exact same MO.

*sigh* I know, what do I expect from that show, really. but still.

for a long time I also thought the charred body they find at the end of the s1 ep, on the scaffolding of the Washington Monument, was also meant to be related. but now that I look back at it, I guess not. it just always seemed like that dramatic a statement was going to tie into something somewhere, and all it was was the backdrop for Booth and Brennan to reconcile after he exposed her belly in court. kind of a waste, really

so, this past Friday was the first episode of Dollhouse where I was really transfixed.

dude, how stellar was Alan Tudyk's performance as the neurotic engineer guy? I was...man. Wash was a character that grew on me slowly in Firefly...or at least, one I didn't bond to instantly as I did all the others. so I've never felt a particular affection for that actor, but in this case, my eyes were glued to him.

( ramblings about investment in Joss's characters )

in my mind, this dovetails into the same 'verse as hide beside me, which I wrote in April last year. but for all intensive purposes, anyone living outside my head probably can't tell. since I posted that fic, I'd gone back and re-written it (like an amped-up polishing...not much content changed, but it read a lot smoother), and then got 3/4 of the way through a prequel, and 1/4 of the way through a sequel. then my Dell died. I'd never backed up that file. *facepalm* one of these days I'll scrape together the cash to get it up and running again, but for now, this can be read as a standalone.

mostly, it's my effort to get back on the horse. I keep writing snippets of things and then convincing myself they're too crappy for daylight. I'm hoping that if I force myself to write something and hit 'post' right after, I can slog my way out of like...8 months of writer's block and anxiety about subjecting anyone but meretrix to my bullshit.


Title: Push You Out
Author: Mel (thatotherperv)
Pairing: Jeff/Jensen, implied Chris/Jensen
Length: 850 words
it's angst, mostly. hahahaha. AU, see the note above.


( Jeff knows he's always been stand-in for one Christian Kane. Never minded all that much. Six years, and he knows Jen loves him. )

sometimes I'm glad I live alone. ie, when I realized just now that my habit of endowing my cats with spontaneous and ludicrous pet names has spiraled out of control.

any compounding of the words "pumpkin," "pookie," "woobie," "bear," "butt," or "face" has become...almost standard. it started as a joke with myself to mock them when they played the I'm starving and adorable or I'm adorable don't leeeaaavee meeeee cards, and then it just kind of. grew out of control. while I wasn't looking.

think they make a support group for that? I'm so ashamed.


then again, look at that icon. I defy anyone to tell me he's NOT my little pookie-ookie-butt-face. *cackles*

ETA: god, it's possible I've lost my ever-loving mind. I just sat here muttering "pookie-ookie-butt-face" and cracking up until Irving gave me a dirty look and jumped off the couch. his dignity. it's mightily wounded.

- "I thought [the hand] was human, but I'm just a vet." ....I don't even know how to respond to that. unless it's a chimpanzee escaped from the zoo, making the call that the HAND with the OPPOSIBLE THUMB is HUMAN is kind of a no-brainer, even when you *don't* have medical training. the first digit can be offset in a bunch of species but the proportions of a human hand are really fucking characteristic. especially when it's attached to a set of wrist bones clearly not designed to bear weight. dumb fucks.

- the vet calls it an autopsy, and scoffs when Dr. Brennan corrects her with "necropsy" as the proper terminology. it was valid when *Booth* needed to be corrected, but the vet would call it a necropsy herself. maybe if she were an 70yo man who had been practicing veterinary medicine since he was in his 20s, I'd write off her reaction as sort of old-guard vet med, but at her age, she'd have come up using the proper scientific terminology. in fact, a medical doctor would be highly likely to make that mistake, instead. my best friend doesn't know shit about what goes on on the veterinary side of the fence, whereas vets have at least layman's knowledge of the human medical community.

why why why do they make that woman such a moron. vets trained in the last 20 years are not country bumpkins. or, if they are (cuz really, a few of my classmates were...rather bumpkin-ish), they are WELL EDUCATED country bumpkins.

- Brennan supposes that if someone has been engaging in cannibalism, they'll catch a prion disease (a human equivalent of mad cow), with no mention of what a long shot that is. one person engaging in cannibalism one time (or even more than one time) does not a recipe for prion disease make. prion diseases do tend to run rampant through societies with a culture of cannibalism, but it's an infectious disease. it's hard to catch the flu all by your lonesome if you're not in contact with a population that carries the flu. similarly, to catch a prion disease from eating someone, the person you eat must be infected with prions. which is far more likely if they themselves are a cannibal. I've been to Washington state. there are some kooks, but not a whole lot of cannibalism going on.

ok. whew. I've had that on my chest since the episode aired, hahaha. for some reason, that ep bugs the SHIT out of me. sloppy sloppy writing. *shakes them*



while I'm bitching about my medicine-based shows: ( a somewhat spoilery note to the creators of House, and every other medical show in existence )

um. I. I don't. HE WAS SO PRETTY. jesus. even when he's making goofy blinking!face. because in that one, it looks like someone was sucking on his lips immediately beforehand.

and the slashiness. THE SLASHINESS. I'll make him an offer he can't refuse. WITH SEX EYES.

why does he love us so much, meretrix? DEAR GOD, WHY.


this post is really fucking obnoxious. I acknowledge my own obnoxiousness. but I sit down at my laptop with my coffee and I see THAT. I cannot be held responsible.


ETA: now that I have a visual of Jeff in his early twenties with a prettiness that rivals Jensen, I need someone to write fic on that. like, stat.

stolen passed along from elisi's post.

I can't believe this guy kept a straight face for all of this. I...dude, there are not WORDS for how hard the conservative movement is flailing since Obama won. it's like watching fish try to fuck on dry land.



"if you're planning simultaneous teabagging all over the country, you're gonna need a dick army"

\o/

So when I posted Jensen's part on Dawson's Creek yesterday, I convinced myself not to rewatch and double-check for the 4,051 time. Self, I said, quit being OCD. You've combed over this thing so many times, there's no way shit got fucked up from the last time you watched it, and let's face it, if you go over that footage one more time, you might have to seek and destroy James Van Der Beek.

But the OCD is strong with this one, so *after* I posted, I rewatched it and promptly banged my head against my metaphorical desk. because apparently, since the last time I watched it? Shit got fucked up. A few clips ran too long, there were sound glitches, and one got replaced with something else entirely. And see, now the Virgo in me is never gonna shut up about quadruple-checking before I post.

Apologies to anyone who dl yesterday, I have an improved version if you want it.

Take two …meet CJ, who dresses like a frat boy, talks like a sensitive new-age man, and dates like someone with very low self-esteem.

Dawson's Creek (the Perv edit ft Jensen Ackles) [90 minutes, 603MB]



Two years before Jensen played the Dysfunctional but Too Good To Be True Boy, Chris came on the show and played a total douche. No, seriously. He's so full of shit, and kinda (extremely) smarmy. Plus his hair is attacking his face.

Despite all obstacles, he still manages to be rather charming, and tasty to boot. because Chris is a magical creature—like a unicorn, only more rideable.

Dawson's Creek (the Perv edit ft Christian Kane) [16 minutes, 105MB]



Note: I’m not thrilled about the quality of the source files…they were only 100kbps, so I wouldn’t call them DVD-rip quality, but it’s enjoyable enough.

And if you haven't taken it already, there's a poll regarding future Jensen-related edits over here

crossposted here