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It's just bitchery but it's my damn LJ and I can spew formless rage on here if I want. Managed somehow to forget and leave my USB stick in my computer at work... deserting some edits I made to Ritual 41 that I did on my lunch hour. My writing time this week is going to be extremely limited, so I specifically cleared off tonight for working on Ritual 41, which is turning out huge... and may end up having to be broken into two parts just due to LJ post-length restrictions, anyway. But no; I left the backup at my job because I was feeling so unwell by the time I left that all I could think of was getting the hell out of there. (I feel better now that I've had some dinner, thank God.) Grrrrrrrrrrrrr. Really the only smart solution is to just open it here at home, try to remember what I changed, and get back to work, and back it up online. And here I was hoping that I wouldn't have any more nasty data failures if I wasn't writing the darn thing online... but of course I forgot the data failure in my brain.*sigh* Oh well, time to make a cup of tea and get back to Nathan's massive angst. He'll take it from there. ^_^ Tags: :(, epic fail, wtf
Current Mood:  enraged
Current Music: Alpha: Morbison
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I guess I'm really just not a CSI kind of person, though I kind of understand the thing that people have for Grissom (he's such a savant!). I was not into this hour of television, even with the sparing presence of Milo Ventimiglia, tearing up yet again. (Man, that guy gets typecast as a crier. I don't mind, but dang.) I especially hate shows that have the "if you take drugs ever, you will die - or kill your loved ones and not remember it afterwards!" Or, for that matter, almost any hour of television ever that features a "rave". This one is particularly ham-fisted, not to mention that it came out about ten years after the rave scene had already collapsed. Grr! Stupid mainstream media! [/cranky oldster] Anyway, Milo is cute, but not as cute as he would later become. He looks oddly older here than he does on The Gilmore Girls. The character itself is fairly vague and unformed, his plotline only one of three (the CSI standard? Very standard for any kind of procedural, as I've learnt watching House), and the culmination as lurid as it has to be, seeing as it involves drugs. I'll watch the episode again if it happens to be on, but this is not one of my Milo favorites. Onward! Maybe I'll try to uncover some of those Boston Public episodes... aw, who am I kidding? This is what NetFlix was made for. (But do I dare open that hornet's nest? I have such poor impulse control when it comes to movies and TV shows... I just really want to see WINTER BREAK and Opposite Sex, as well as the truckload of embarrassing past Adrian Pasdar credits.) Unnecessary personal update: I'm exhausted. I'm writing, but very slowly. Life is still really busy, but I am poking at Ritual 39 every day. But for right now, I'm going to take a nap.Tags: :(, milo ventimiglia, other roles
Current Mood:  tired
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This is really Paula Abdul's movie, but it sure does have Adrian Pasdar in it, which is why I'm spending neurochemicals watching this. Made for TV, 1997, based on a true story, not at all good, but on the other hand, Adrian, his bubble butt, and a general air of tremendous sexual menace - All right! This is not his finest moment, but at least he gets to be shirtless a couple of times, and intermittently really scary. And he does look good with blood on his face. His character is stalker-tastic, but still takes the time to spritz his houseplants. And of course, he's sexiest when he gives in to his dark side (his hairstyle markedly improves, too). Still, this movie is not, er, good, or fun. But it can be obtained through NetFlix if you feel like viewing this curiosity. Tags: :(, adrian pasdar, other roles
Current Mood: bitterly amused
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You'll notice that there hasn't been much fic activity out of me lately... Life has just gotten really, really busy lately, and I did actually buckle down and got started writing that original novel that I keep whining about. It could be really cool, but I need to do a bunch of research still... and a lot of writing, too. I'm kind of bummed because I got used to getting nearly-immediate feedback on my writing, and at least for this project, that can't really happen. I am spoiled. But on that note, I do plan to write some more Heroes pornfic, for sure... sometime soon. The next couple of days are also going to be insanely busy and I won't have time for myself almost at all until next week - I might be able to snatch a couple of hours on Sunday morning, if I don't go to brunch with a friend who's been in Australia for the last six weeks (the lucky bastard). I'm going to try to outline the story I have in mind while I'm at work today, and determine if it's going to be a single one-off story, or whether it will be a short series of maybe three or four chapters in length. (A four-chapter Petrellicest PWP? Yes!) It is not Ritual. I think Ritual is on hold for a while. I just have too many other things going on right now. Of course, as always, if I have a Ritual idea, I'm going to write it, but for now, I'm going to put it to bed, and try not to feel bad about that. I am mentally and emotionally exhausted, and if I'm going to be able to work on the original novel, I really have to figure out some way of getting my shit back together. Unfortunately the stress of "DO IT NOW!! YOU'VE ALREADY WAITED TOO LONG!!" really doesn't help. And really, I just want to write Heroes pornfic. I really do. With the original novel, more than anything, I want to READ it, but I have to write it before I can read it. Boo. (And then there's the idea that maybe I should just write a non-porny Heroes tie-in novel, finish it, and pitch it to the folks at NBC and see if they'd buy it. If they did, I would probably make a year's wages in a single advance payment - and it wouldn't even be that big of an advance. Blah, blah, blah. I'm a lazy, TV-watching dreamer who needs to just give up everything in her life that's not work, or else there's no way in hell I'll ever attain my dreams, or even be able to financially look after myself. Give up friends, restrict sleep to 5 hours a night, give up TV. Or it won't happen. I know this; I've had to do this before. A brutal 90-hour workweek is sometimes necessary. I just really don't wanna...) Tags: :(, status report
Current Mood: trying not to be depressed
Current Music: Radiohead: House of Cards
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Ok, now this latest (so far unconfirmed) rumour about Tim Kring quitting the show is like salt in an already infected wound. I'm already white-knuckled... because shit like this, I find, tends not to be a rumour after all. This is almost as bad as when Graham Coxon left Blur right after I got into them (and their music completely saved my life), except that this is marginally better because at least this time, I don't have a best friend dying in hospital at the same time. But this is wrenching and terrible all the same. Whiskey bottle in hand, it's time for tonight's episode. Time to put the beard on! ETA: Rumor debunked. Still, that was totally unpleasant. I really kind of flipped out! Thank heavens for bourbon and an affectionate cat to pet, and a really, really good episode. Tags: :(, show discussion, wtf
Current Mood:  crushed
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