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([personal profile] bluapapilio Jun. 13th, 2026 06:58 pm)
Used my anime TBR boardgame. I watched 6/6 for my last challenge.

Avatar:

Laios
Skill:
Do 1 extra roll if you have 5+ anime on your list


Roll #1:

A 2, prompt: contemporary - Uta no☆Prince-sama♪ Maji Love Revolutions.

Roll #2:

An 8, prompt: supernatural element. I don't know know much I remember from the last episode but Drowning Sorrows in Raging Fire.

Roll #3:

A 5, prompt: original (not an adaptation) - High Card.

Roll #4:

A 4, prompt: dystopia/apocalypse - Dr. Stone.

Roll #5:

A 9, prompt: oldest anime on list - I guess that'd be Slayers.

Roll #6:

A 4, using skill to add +2 so 6. I think next time I'll use both dice. Prompt: popular anime. Digimon was at one point right?? Digimon Adventure 02.

Roll #7:

An 8 and the end, reward is Fairy Ranmaru.

Most looking forward to: Dr. Stone
Least looking forward to: Slayers

~Anime PTW List~


[Music] Uta no☆Prince-sama♪ Maji Love Revolutions
[Action/Supernatural] Drowning Sorrows in Raging Fire
[Action/Fantasy] High Card
[Sci-Fi/Adventure] Dr. Stone
[Adventure/Fantasy] Slayers
[Action/Adventure] Digimon Adventure 02
[Action/Fantasy] Fairy Ranmaru
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([personal profile] watersword Jun. 13th, 2026 08:23 pm)

A friend gave me her old aircon, I lugged it up three flights and got it set up, and ...it turns on and does nothing. I'll take the filter out and clean it tomorrow (UGH) but if that doesn't work, I am out of ideas. (Yes, I looked for the manual online. The troubleshooting tips are not helpful.)

Semi-relatedly, I still need to sort out repairing the oven and the dishwasher, which are both, separately, fucked up. Physical reality is the worst.

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([personal profile] china_shop posting in [community profile] sid_guardian Jun. 14th, 2026 11:56 am)
Zhao Yunlan sprawled on a couch, grinning at his phone. The background shows a purply sky with stars. Text reads "Slo-Mo Rewatch. Guardian - half an episode per week @ sid-guardian.dreamwidth.org."


Hi, and welcome back to the Guardian drama Slo-Mo Rewatch. Watch half an episode a week, at your leisure, and then come and chat about it here in comments. Or you can just jump into the comments without rewatching, of course!

Here are the previous weeks' rewatch posts.

Episode 17, up to 22:31

Summary
We get Bao Laosan's tragic backstory, which Zhu Jiu uses to incite him to attack the SID. Shen Wei searches Dixing for Zhao Yunlan, starting (as far as we know) in the bar, where everyone is rowdy and disrespectful. He quells them with a display of power, and the quaking bartender whispers something in his ear. In Haixing, the SID team confront Bao Laosan, and he takes Lao Li hostage. Zhao Xinci, who has zero de-escalation skills, struggles with Bao Laosan and shoots him. The team are horrified. Meanwhile, Zhao Yunlan and Wu Tian'en are running around Dixing in search of the missing book. Shen Wei finds An Bai and friends and intimidates them for information about Zhao Yunlan's whereabouts. Zhu Jiu and Ya Qing talk about loyalty/ethics and Ye Zun, and we see Zhu Jiu's backstory, being bullied in his job as a palace guard. Zhao Yunlan and Wu Tian'en find an information broker. At the SID, everyone is upset about the case; Zhao Xinci tells them they did well and leaves, returning Zhao Yunlan's gun to Da Qing on his way out. Zhao Yunlan bargains with the information broker for intel, but the masked man stabs him with a poisoned syringe and reveals himself as Ding Dun. Zhao Yunlan falls to the ground in agony. Shen Wei arrives just in time to stop Ding Dun finishing him off. They fight with dark energy, and Shen Wei kills Ding Dun.



Quote
Ding Dun: You want to ask about marriage.
Zhao Yunlan: I... have been a huge asshole since the day I was born; so cold and heartless. I don't want marriage.

Detail
Ding Dun's sign says 包打听 which is translated in every version of the subs as "Knows everything." Google Translate rendered it as "Know-It-All" one time, and "Gossip" another, and Pleco as "nosey parker" -- which explains Zhao Yunlan's bemused reaction.

Questions
On a scale from 1 to 10, how upsetting is it to see the SID façade crack? Is the bar the first place Shen Wei looks for Zhao Yunlan? Why do the bar patrons assume Shen Wei is an imposter Envoy? On a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you blame Zhao Xinci for Bao Laosan's death? When Shen Wei intimidates An Bai and co, An Bai folds pretty quicky -- is that due to cowardice, latent respect for the Envoy, or some other reason? Zhu Jiu is unpowered in his backstory; when does he acquire his powers? When Wu Tian'en says he can't teleport anymore, is he telling the truth or lying to spare Zhao Yunlan's health and give him face? When Zhao Xinci tells the SID, "You are truly worthy of being members of the Special Investigations Department" (Viki subs), does he mean it, or is he just trying to cheer them up? Does Ye Zun want Zhao Yunlan dead, or is Ding Dun acting unilaterally when he attacks, or (third option) has Ding Dun conspired with Zhu Jiu and/or the Deacon to take Zhao Yunlan out? If the last option, does Ye Zun know their plan?

Did you see any parallels in these scenes with other parts of the drama? If you're familiar with the novel, any thoughts about how the drama adaptation compares, if at all?

(As usual, these are all just conversation starters - feel free to answer all, some, or none, and to say as much or as little as you like! You don't have to be keeping up with the rewatch to join in. We'd love to hear your thoughts!)

And here is our schedule -- if you can, please sign up to host a post!
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([personal profile] bluapapilio Jun. 13th, 2026 06:53 pm)
Watched ep. 11 of Uta no Prince-sama

Watched ep. 17 of Cardfight!! Vanguard.
 
Watched ep. 32 of Digimon Adventure 02.

Watched ep. 9 of Bikkurimen.
 
Watched ep. 17 of Slayers.

Watched ep. 10 if Akatsuki no Yona.

I can't remember if it ever occurred to me before last night's re-read of Jane Yolen's Neptune Rising: Songs and Tales of the Undersea Folk (1982) that her Greyling (1968) resembles Gordon Bok's "Peter Kagan and the Wind" (1971) in that both are stories of selkies who return to their seal-selves not despite the bonds of human love but because of them—a father in one case, a husband in the other, both fishermen in peril on the sea. Bok and Yolen knew one another; she partly dedicated the collection to him. It's slightly nuts to me that he never set either of her sea-songs published in it, since it takes so little imagination to hear "The Ballad of the White Seal Maid" or "The Selchie's Midnight Song" in his deep-grained swell of a voice. I don't know whose version coalesced first. I grew up on both of them.

Via [personal profile] regshoe, a book meme.

General Questions

This week I'm reading: I am currently in the middle of Naomi Mitchison's To the Chapel Perilous (1955), the paperback reprint sent me by [personal profile] boxofdelights in 2022 as a replacement for my long-lost, lent-out college copy. Also re-reading Yolen's Merlin's Booke (1986), the Ace first edition inherited from my god-aunt in 2000 which I had not then read since my childhood in the Cambridge Public Library. For the first time, Jonas Kreppel's Adventures of Max Spitzkopf: The Yiddish Sherlock Holmes (trans. Mikhl Yashinsky, 1908/2025), a present from my parents earlier this year. With snail-mortifying slowness, I am continuing to poke at the modern Greek of Nikos Kavvadias' Πούσι (1947).

My favourite book of all time is: Impossible to answer. I did that hundred books meme last spring and kept having to append titles that had slipped my mind.

My current favourite book (read or re-read in the last 3 months): With apologies to Molly Crabapple and Seamus Heaney, almost certainly Leon Garfield's The Stolen Watch (1988).

The last book I bought was: Joan Coggins' Dancing with Death, (1947), a present for my mother which she promptly loaned back to me so that she could discuss it. The last book I bought for myself was Andrew Hiller's Hornytown Chutzpah (2026), brought to my attention by [personal profile] mrissa.

The first book I bought with my own money: No clue. My first real job was in a science fiction and fantasy bookstore when I was fifteen and they might as well have paid me off the shelves.

The first book I received as a gift: Equally impossible to estimate. I can remember receiving Brophy's The Prince and the Wild Geese (1983) early on, but it would not have been the first.

The last book I received as a gift was: Molly Crabapple's Here Where We Live Is Our Country: The Story of the Jewish Bund (2026), courtesy of [personal profile] a_reasonable_man.

The last book I borrowed from the library: Either Kevin Lynch's The Image of the City (1960) or What Time Is This Place? (1972), whichever was not checked out first.

The book physically closest to me right now: Robinson Jeffers' Such Counsels You Gave to Me (1937), the burgundy-boarded, jacketless first edition from my grandparents' house. After that, Imogen Sara Smith's Buster Keaton: The Persistence of Comedy (2008), which I gave some years ago to [personal profile] spatch.

Do you read bookfic, and if so what is your favourite bookshop fic? I don't think I have ever read a bookshop fic. I read Satoshi Yagisawa's Days at the Morisaki Bookshop (trans. Eric Ozawa, 2010/2023) when [personal profile] spatch gave it to me for our last anniversary.

This or That

Physical book or e-book: Physical book if at all possible, since I process them differently. E-book in the inevitable event that I can't get hold of something and there's one copy digitized maddeningly on the Internet Archive.

Used or new: As a reading experience, I don't think it makes much difference to me. If I own a book, I try to keep it in good shape.

Fiction or non-fiction: At the moment I seem to be reading more fiction than nonfiction, which may or may not be the case in another three months.

Read at a coffee shop or at the park: I haven't been inside a coffee shop in years. Last Friday I was reading on the stone wall overlooking the water at Spy Pond Park while waiting for [personal profile] ladymondegreen.

Paperback or hardcover: In terms of preferred reading format? I don't think it makes much difference to me, either.

Romance or Crime: More crime than romance.

Yes or No

Stream of consciousness? Yes.

Poetry? Yes.

Memoirs? Yes.

Philosophy? Yes.

Thrillers? Yes.

Chronicles? What?

Dialogue heavy? Alan Garner?
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([personal profile] moon_custafer Jun. 13th, 2026 06:25 pm)
EI ran out—the two-and-a-half months they didn’t have to pay me because I was doing temp work didn’t get added on to the end, as I’d hoped they might, and they didn’t total enough hours for a new claim. I had a job interview last week, and three the week before that, but so far no offers, so I’m now in the process of applying to Ontario Works, aka the dole. Which asks an array of questions on the form, and a consultation with them yesterday boiled down to “give the simplified answer, and once they assign you a caseworker you can tell them the more nuanced version.”

Meanwhile it’s the weekend, and this week was our twenty-first anniversary, so we went to the boardwalk for a few hours. I think I might have got a touch of sunstroke, even though I wore a hat and sunglasses and it was a few degrees cooler than it was when I was out and about on Thursday and Friday. Currently sitting in a dim room because the light in the living-room makes me dizzy.

David Hockney died this week—he was nearly eighty-nine, and had had as good a life as anyone could wish, but I’m still a little sorry he’s no longer around. I liked his paintings, and his book Secret Knowledge partly inspired my recent experiments with the Phantom Line 100.

I’ve been doing a series of paintings of traffic cones that I see around the city, in hopes that I can get them accepted for show somewhere—it’s hard to submit anything without a thesis statement but I think I can pretend the traffic cones are a comment on urban gentrification or something.
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([personal profile] asakiyume Jun. 13th, 2026 05:58 pm)
Wakanomori and I went to the Smith College Museum of Art the other day to see a Japan-related exhibit and ended up also seeing "Don't Mind If I Do," an exhibit centering disability and accessibility. The organizer, artist Finnegan Shannon, has created a space with bunches of comfortable chairs and couches arranged around a central space, and various objects move past you instead of you standing and walking past the objects. You're invited to touch them as well (... which I didn't realize until after).

At the entrance, a sign says "PLEASE WEAR A MASK IN THIS SPACE IN SOLIDARITY W/THE ARTISTS & FELLOW VISITORS."

There's a poem-statement on the walls:



And here's the art moving by on a conveyor belt:



some of the individual pieces )

There was also an alcove with postcards of various art pieces. You were invited to write a postcard to someone about the exhibit, address it, and they would mail it for you (!)

Finnegan writes
Over and over when conceptualizing Don't mind if I do, I used the phrase "the artwork comes to you." But it doesn't really.

I, like many disabled people, am most often at home. Even under the best of circumstances, there are huge logistical, financial, and psychological access barriers to get to an art space. Things like exhaustion, sickness, transportation issues, COVID risk, distance, life responsibilities, doctors' appointments, and more all mean I miss a lot.

Mail art, a creative movement that involves sending art through the postal system, was and continues to be a way to experience art outside of institutions, a way to participate across time and geography. As ableism continues to isolate disabled people, mail art is a tool for connection.

The message is on the wall above the postcard instructions. Finnegan signs it, "With love from my bed."

I was surprised by how moving I found the concept and execution. It's at the Smith College Museum of Art (Northampton, MA) through June 28.
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([personal profile] vivdunstan Jun. 13th, 2026 11:24 pm)
Clearing out lots of Big Finish audios to take to charity soon. Mainly Doctor Who, but also some Blake's 7, Dorian Gray, and Jago & Litefoot. I have many more CDs and boxes left and am still catching up listening to my backlog. But it's good to pass these on to a charity that sells them well online.

I even found a very early Big Finish cassette release of a Doctor Who audio, co-starring Peter Jurasik better known for Babylon 5. I'm unsure how ecstatic Oxfam's will be to receive that, but it could certainly find a willing buyer. And given my circumstances it's easier to let Oxfam's sell than me.

Note that I have digital copies - backed up multiply too - of most of these audios. If you buy a physical audio release from Big Finish, at least in recent years, you get a DRM-free download version too. I'm only passing on those audios where I definitely won't be listening again, and/or am sure I no longer need the physical release. I have a few more CD boxes looked out tonight that are now queued up in the to be listened to pile. Then they will go to Oxfam's after.
([personal profile] cosmolinguist Jun. 13th, 2026 11:16 pm)

Tomorrow we're meeting a dog we night dogsit while her human is away in a couple weeks.

It's someone from queer club whose dogsitter fell through at the last minute. Xena the dog is a yorkie/jack russell/Brussels griffon mix, so a shaggy adorable little dog and we're assured she's cuddly and easy to look after.

I'm excited to meet her.

Re a conversation I'm having in comments with [personal profile] trepkos.

I think I've mentioned before that growing up without TV reception, I really only saw shows when I was visiting Grandma or one of my cousins, and therefore my knowledge of Star Trek was largely based on the novels, and the very rare episode I caught while in town, or that someone had on VHS (mostly TNG, which was airing at the time).

I relied on the secondhand knowledge provided by the novels, which would refer back to canon events in an entirely muddled way that made it difficult to know what had happened. I was therefore delighted to discover that James Blish had written narrative versions of all the Original Series episodes.

"Great!" I thought, "Now I can get all the details straight, and understand the references in the novels."

I forget how I figured it out, maybe one of the novels contradicted the Blish versions, or maybe it was in one of the other reference books (we had, at one point, the nitpicker's guides and the encyclopedia). But I worked out that Blish was not only changing details, but sometimes changing the entire endings of episodes! Shock! Betrayal! Horror! Imagine the most outraged 9-10 year old you've ever seen!

(In retrospect, I'm wondering if Blish was writing them from memory? Or possibly shooting scripts? Does anyone know? Knowledge of this must exist.)

However, I was actually kind of disappointed when I finally saw "Amok Time," because I low-key liked some of Blish's made-up details? Well, not most of them, but there's a beat in the ending that I fully imprinted on, and that isn't in the original episode. And I know this is blasphemy, because the original ending is fully iconic, with Spock smiling and almost hugging Kirk before he remembers he's not supposed to have feelings. However, hear me out. I went and found the Blish version on Archive.org (they're all there, if you want to delight in corny 1970s renderings of 1960s camp), and it goes thusly:
[Kirk] came gradually back to consciousness in the Sickbay.* McCoy was bending over him. Nearby was Spock, his hands over his face. His shoulders were shaking.

Nurse Christine† came into his field of view, and turning Spock towards the Captain, gently pulled his hands away from his face. Kirk smiled weakly, and spoke in a faint but cheerful voice.

"Mr. Spock—I never thought I'd see the day..."

"Captain!" Spock stared down at him, absolutely dazed with astonishment.‡ Then, obviously realizing what his face and voice were revealing, he looked away.

I know it's not a masterpiece of literary genius,‡ but it does hit the niche trope of "emotionally more open character comes upon emotionally closed character secretly having a good cry, and that leads to banging revelations of true feelings." Which I could read a hundred thousand versions of and never tire of wanting more, and I have indeed included in at least a couple of my own fic. I'm not sure if this is the first time I ran into it, but it might have been? If so, Thank you, Mr. Blish!

Anyway, hi. I'm actually doing reading for history. Of 12th-century nuns, not mid-20th-century pop culture.



* Definite article in the original?

† Nurse Does Not Have a Last Name!?

‡ Look. The thing about being nine is you don't notice when the prose is Not Very Good.
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([personal profile] thistleingrey Jun. 13th, 2026 02:19 pm)
Miss Congeniality (2000): first viewing, via the return of YouTube's "free with ads" sidebar suggestions (no ads appeared across the week or so that it took me to watch).

I rather liked the pageant parts, which have more nuance than what I recall of actual 1980s pageants---not saying much, but still; I managed not to hurt anything while rolling my eyes at the ostensible romantic subplot, which I think is presented deliberately as crap; and I thought about all the ink, air, and pixels that my grad colleagues used in theorizing "camp" in the late 1990s, fresh from reading Butler, Lacan, and so on.

Somehow, I went into this film completely unspoiled (aside from "There's a pageant"), and it suits me to note some things without major spoilers.

but I'd better cut them, in case )

I (still) haven't seen all that many films, really, but I can't think of many formally lightweight comedies so intent on telling characters and audience alike: grow.
Petrova Truthers: Last Week Tonight with John Oliver (HBO) (3804 words) by Petra
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026), Last Week Tonight With John Oliver (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Ryland Grace & Eva Stratt
Characters: John Oliver, Ryland Grace
Additional Tags: Parody of Satire, late night television, Nobel Prize Nominee, in-universe media
Series: Part 2 of Last Week Tonight parodies by Petra
Summary:

John Oliver discusses people who think that the Sun is not getting dimmer, why everyone else on the planet is #HotForStratt, and what you — yes, you — can do to save the world.


(Volume 20) Chapter 177 (reread): Yoriichi and Michikatsu (Kokushibou)'s story. Yoriichi was a precious bean, he wasn't creepy or ominous. 😭

(Volume 20) Chapter 178: Michikatsu wasn't pathetic until he started hating his brother, it wasn't because his brother was stronger than him. He didn't adapt or work on himself, he put the blame on his brother. I wonder where his descendants are now?

"I sliced up my descendant without a second thought." Oh yeah, Muichirou. 😭😭

Oh, he kept the flute after killing Yoriichi...ughh my kokoro is brokoro.

Chapter 179: I was right in thinking this was going to be extremely painful to continue. Genya half alive, Tokito dying and going to his brother, Sanemi waking up and seeing his brother...



Genya: "...'nemi...I wanted to...take care of...you...like you always...tried to...take care...of me..."

My tear ducts are wrecked.

"My 'nemi...is...the nicest...person...ever..."

Chapter 180-181: Geeze poor Kiriya, putting that kind of responsibility on children is evil but doing nothing and letting Muzan do evil is inconceivable as well.

Chapter 182-183: Poor Yushirou. 😭I'm glad Mitsuri and Iguro are still alive but who knows for how much longer at this rate.

Chapter 184: A whole hour and a half away from sunrise. 😭

Tanjirou got too much of Muzan's blood, he won't change but it's killing him...

Chapter 185: Papa Kamado wakes Nezuko up. Kiriya's papa said to let her go.

The medicine to make her human didn't fully work or at all it seems.

Sanemi and Gyoumei have appeared!

Murata is still alive. He might be the only one of his rank left.

Chapter 186: Oh, more like Murata survived.

Tanjirou is dead/dying and wakes in the body of Sumiyoshi and Yoriichi appears. I swear so many characters have terrible backstories...but it's always demons.

Chapter 187: Yoriichi met Tamayo who promised to help him beat Muzan, but then he got the news that his brother had turned into a demon. Yoriichi is too sad a character ughh. I'm glad he at least had the Kamado family


We have a Goat. It has been steadily mowing the lawn for quite a lot of the day.

It is not, in fact, a living, breathing Goat, snacking happily on grass, vegetables and my T-shirts alike, it is a mechanical beastie which only mows lawns. Beast spent much of last week seizing the moments between showers (few) to instal an outdoor electrical socket for its charging pad, and this morning 'teaching' it the boundaries and exclusions in the lawn. It's fun watching the little chap trundle up and down, and it is very clear, watching it, just how lumpy and bumpy the lawn is.

I await with interest the day Sable ventures out and encounters it while it is mowing. Wonder if it will deter a muntjak?

I think I'll call it William.

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My BIL is visiting us at the moment, and I am once again struck by the difference between the way Beast thinks and the way I think. He thinks in Physics, as does his brother. I have learned much from this, but I do not think in Physics. It is nice for him to have someone to talk to who understands the world in the same way!
Item the first:

I have about 4K words of the Last Week Tonight: Petrova Truthers draft fanfic. It’s Project Hail Mary book canon but should make plenty of sense to people with only movie canon knowledge. I would love to bounce it off of at least one person who’s read the book before posting.

It’s gen, in the sense that John Oliver is of course hot for the hotties involved in PHM, but it’s unrequited and he doesn’t do anything but flirt shamelessly.

Hit me up with an email and I’ll invite you to the Ellipsus doc! It’s ad-free, it’s not the Google hegemony, and it’s pretty darn user-friendly.

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Items the Second through Sixth:

I offered to write for Three Weeks for Dreamwidth and promptly flaked out, but I got to the prompts today! And then I prompted Katarik for inspiration, and ze wanted Darren Nichols. I love me some Darren Nichols.

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There was an outlaw in Bolivia (30 words) by Petra
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Harry Longabaugh | Sundance Kid/Robert Parker | Butch Cassidy
Characters: Robert Parker | Butch Cassidy, Harry Longabaugh | Sundance Kid
Additional Tags: Limericks, Poetry
Summary:

A limerick for Butch and Sundance.



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There once was a witch from steep Lancre (32 words) by Petra
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Discworld - Terry Pratchett
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Nanny Ogg
Additional Tags: Limericks, Poetry
Summary:

Nanny sings.



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I don't like to brag and I won't 'cause I don't have to (100 words) by Petra
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Rome (TV 2005)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Titus Pullo (fl. 54 BCE) & Lucius Vorenus
Characters: Lucius Vorenus, Titus Pullo (fl. 54 BCE)
Additional Tags: Drabble, Linguistics
Summary:

Lucius Vorenus constantly surprises Titus Pullo.



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Macbeth dir. D. Nichols, 2026 (100 words) by Petra
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Slings & Arrows
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Darren Nichols & Geoffrey Tennant, Ellen Fanshaw & Geoffrey Tennant
Characters: Geoffrey Tennant, Ellen Fanshaw
Additional Tags: Implied Darren Nichols (Slings & Arrows), References to Macbeth - Shakespeare, Drabble
Summary:

Darren knows a hit trend when he hears it.



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Josh Lyman and Leo McGarry: Limerick Fight! (195 words) by Petra
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The West Wing
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Josh Lyman & Leo McGarry
Characters: Josh Lyman, Leo McGarry
Additional Tags: Limericks, Verbal Sparring, Poetry battle, Poetry
Summary:

Leo and Josh being irritated but fond of each other, in verse.


Title: More Than A Story
Fandom: The Fantastic Journey
Author: [personal profile] badly_knitted
Characters: Scott, Others.
Rating: PG
Spoilers/Setting: Many years after the series.
Summary: Scott is reminded of past adventures he’d forgotten, but was any of it real?
Word Count: 1529
Content Notes: Nada.
Written For: Challenge 518: Real.
Disclaimer: I don’t own The Fantastic Journey, or the characters. They belong to their creators.




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([personal profile] muccamukk Jun. 13th, 2026 11:49 am)
Since apparently we're never going to find out what happened, and I'm not mad about that! /s

Does anyone have a rec for Gatwa!Doctor/Rogue fixit fic? Like a long h/c one with travails and shit.

I'd take other Doctors, too, but mostly want more Gatwa.
So yesterday, I logged off a call with my boss and the CEO, and my internet went down again, just like it had on Wednesday, at almost exactly the same time (1:30 pm EDT). After some back and forth with Spectrum where they insisted it was a me problem and scheduled a tech visit, I got a message that there was an outage in my area but it would be fixed by 4:30 pm.

Unfortunately, instead of being done with work at 2:30 pm like a usual summer Friday, I had a board call from 3 pm - 4:30 pm (despite all of my written and verbal instructions to Assistant J, many meetings were scheduled on times and days I told him not to schedule things, like the Tuesday after a Monday holiday, or 3 pm on a summer Friday, but I hope this experience of having to work 2 extra hours on a summer Friday stays with him so he never does it again), so I had to be on by phone, because no one from IT ever answered my question about why I couldn't use my phone as a hotspot, the way I used to be able to. Until I was logged in on my phone - then Teams started blowing up with instructions and I was like, sorry, on a board call, can't talk right now. But it should work going forward if necessary. I was looking in the wrong spot (I mean, I was looking under "hotspot" instead of "wifi" so was I really wrong? I don't think so. and yet!), which they kindly told me.

I could have tried to switch in the middle of the call, but figured better to stay on and get all my notes than disconnect and not be able to reconnect. And then at about 4:35, the internet came back! And I still had to wait almost 2 more hours for one of my co-workers to finish editing her slides so I could PDF them and send to the chair for review. And then the slides were too large, even as a reduced-size PDF, to email with all the other materials, so I had to split it into 2 emails. I told my boss they need to slim that deck down, but one of the VPs is insisting on having his slides in there twice since he gave the same presentation at 2 meetings, instead of just saying, "please refer to slides A-K for this presentation." I am desperately hoping the chair dings him for that, but he probably won't. (If it were up to me, I'd have just deleted them but when I asked my boss told me the VP specifically stated he wanted them in there twice. It's just the pre-reads deck that probably nobody reads, so it probably won't matter to anyone else, but I think it is a bad way to manage your meeting materials.)

Anyway! In other news, I mentioned friend L is moving back to ATL next month, so she's coming to hang out here next weekend, so I need to get some of my clutter tucked away before that happens. I ordered some Rubbermaid bins to pile stuff in, which won't look great but will at least free up the chair from all my mixing bowls and cupcake pans. (I know, I know, but sometimes it's just easier to always have stuff out then to put it away and need to pull it out again three days later.)

I'm thinking about what to cook and I might do the white lasagna I like so much - I could send half of it home with her and still have enough leftover for dinner for a couple of days - plus the SK strawberry summer cake. And maybe breakfast tacos on Sunday? And some coffee granita? Idk, I'm still thinking.

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Before even more time passes, I want to tell you all that last weekend it was our Jinksy!bear (and Claudia!kitten)'s thirteenth birthday. I'm managing not to let my brain actually crunch the numbers to figure out exactly when in the coming year he'll (please, God) cross the line of "has now lived half of his life without her".

He's unmistakably showing his age, although he doesn't yet seem old. I can never shake the fact that when I was a kid, thirteen would have seemed OLD for a cat; it always seemed to be such a marvel when a cat lived well into their teens. (One of my childhood cats, Jenny, lived until after [personal profile] scruloose and I moved home from Toronto! She made it to nineteen, which is still a fairly impressive age now.)

I will forever wish we'd had the chance to see what kind of little old lady cat Claud would have been, and forever be grateful for how long we've had Jinksy. He continues to be just ridiculously sweet. We are so lucky to have him and the blues.

Today wasn't [personal profile] scruloose's first market visit of the year, but it was mine. They went to pick up a meat order at one of the year-around main ones last week, and that errand meant that we didn't go to the little in-walking-distance market when it had its first day of the season last Saturday. But today we made it out, and since there wasn't much of a crowd--presumably due to the steady, if not heavy, rain passing through this morning--there were still plenty of strawberries available when we got there. (I wasn't surprised that things were quiet with the weather, and obviously financial pressures are hitting so many people brutally hard, but it was still quieter than I expected, esp. given that it was the first of the strawberries.)

First market haul of the year: strawberries (two quarts), salad greens, a sweet potato, eggs, a small dense sourdough loaf, kimchi, and kimbap (the sort that look exactly like onigiri--triangular and fully wrapped in nori, rather than rolled).
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