December 3rd, 2004

little review

Poem for Friday

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I still have no rental car and the adjustor has still not looked at the van. Tomorrow I am getting a rental car even if I have to call several insurance agencies and scream like a screaming thing. End complaint, because otherwise my day was pretty good: since I had no vehicle, I could make other people do my bidding. So my mother drove our older son's carpool from the bus to Hebrew school and home, my husband took our younger son to the orthodontist and then to violin, while I got perkypaduan to drive me to lunch with beeej where we all had Indian food and discussed the hotness of Val Kilmer. And really what could be better?

But I would be lying if I pretended I was not still stressed, and headachy from the stress, and mad at myself for being stressed and headachy over things I cannot really do anything about besides calling insurance agencies and screaming like a screaming thing. Instead I will talk briefly about things that made me smile, like fiendling's gorgeous art in which Lucius is being initiated as a Death-Eater, and thetreacletart's story "Quarantine", happy hilarious Lupin/Snape that left an absolutely enormous grin on my face once I'd stopped howling over the dirty joke near the end.

I did start working on my holiday cards, which are half-addressed. And I am delighted to have rediscovered the art of drabble therapy. Today, another snape100: "Reciprocal", again for the holiday shopping challenge. This time it's about the Weasleys. If anyone has any really good recs for Molly fic in which she is not characterized only in her role as wife and mother but where we get to see her doing other things for the Order or for herself (but please nothing extremely OOC or AU, no Ginny-is-secretly-Lucius Malfoy's-love-child, etc.) would you let me know? Thanks!

Also, in my distraction I forgot to mention that I loved Smallville yet again last night. Ever since the show embraced its badness, it has been so good! Or at least so much fun! I must have a sound file of Clark saying, "Lex. Use me." (No, of course it doesn't mean what it sounds like but ohh my, who cares.) There were two separate moments where Lex was obsessing over Clark that made up for the bad Lana stuff, the bad Jason stuff, the incredibly bad and cliched Chloe stuff, and some parental dialogue that was so bad, I thought it must be a Clark nightmare about Martha and Jonathan instead of reality. Interesting that Lex's greatest fear is a vision he never saw in a previous season that I recall -- I thought it would be his dad finding out he's 1) gay and 2) in love with an alien. Oh wait, he hasn't quite figured that out yet. Officially.


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