I just found this via torenheksje and I do not care if all the rest of you have already seen it because you guys. It's Snape and Draco's post-HBP love nest Spinner's End. *squee*

( Cut for HBP movie spoilage )

Seriously, I really feel bad for any of y'all at Azkatraz who I drag to see multiple showing of HBP with me (no, seriously, I'm so not joking) since I don't have a ticket to the huge group showing, because I will be FLAILING LIKE CRAZY with OTP love. No seriously. You don't even know. I'm already squeeing into my pillow right now, and I just. This movie. I don't care if it absolutely sucks eggs--IT WILL BE A SNAPE/DRACO ORGASM OF LOVE, IT WILL.

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OMG, I really don't know how y'all are going to deal with me, seriously. Bouncing. Off. Walls. Already.

*grabs Snape and Draco and shoves them together, making kissy-kissy noises*

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ETA: AHAHAHA, thanks to noeon, I already have a ticket to the 7:45 showing on Thursday night at the Loew's across from the Parc 55. \0/

I just walked in the door from a weekend down in NJ, seeing the Old 97's at Maxwell's. Am trying to catch up this evening, especially on comments for my club!fic (oh, hey, did you know I posted that damn 12,500 word H/D club!fic Friday? *G*) but for now a quick update before I attempt to find some sort of food...

Bandom Fic Rec - supergrover24 has posted her bandombigbang fic and anyone with any interest in Panic At The Disco should read it. It's a Jon/Ryan Bewitched AU and it's really, seriously fantastic. Let me put it this way. I'm not a huge PATD girl, and I usually don't like Ryan Ross. Jodie made me love him in this fic. So yeah. You should definitely read this one. Also, Jodie writes seriously excellent pr0n, even when it's not explicit. I'm just saying. *g* You can find it here: Sing To Him, Each Spring

Old 97's - What can I say other than they were absolutely fantastic? Both Murry and Rhett did opening sets of their solo work before the whole band took the stage. And they played Weightless! I've wanted them to play that song for years and I'm not joking. They never have at any concert I've been at until last night, which made me ridonkuloulsy happy. Also, djinnj, ze_dragon and I decided to go to Maxwell's early to grab dinner before the doors opened. The waitress seated us, and we looked over and the whole damn band was at the table next to ours. Seriously. There was massive, albeit quiet, flailing over that. TRUST ME. (The four of them appear to have excellent table manners and a great love of alcohol and French fries. *g*)

Knitting - I appear to have been sucked into the knitting vortex this weekend. I have about eight inches of a garter stich scarf done already. Dammit. *eyes djinnj, ze_dragon balefully* Also I may have spent four hours today on a bus knitting. And another half hour on the T. /0\

Food now. BBS. *g*

Title: Let's Dance To Joy Division 1/2

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: candle play (for a kink_bingo square \0/)

Word count: ~12,500

Author notes: Yeah, okay, this was supposed to be a short little PWP for Draco's 29th birthday on June 5. Hah. Much love to supergrover24 for her beta. *hearts Jodie* Title shamelessly stolen from The Wombats. Not that Draco would have any clue who they are. Or Joy Division for that matter. :D





( Let the love tear us apart, I've found a cure for a broken heart… )

Part Two

Title: Let's Dance To Joy Division 2/2

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: candle play (for a kink_bingo square \0/)

Word count: ~12,500

Author notes: Yeah, okay, this was supposed to be a short little PWP for Draco's 29th birthday on June 5. Hah. Much love to supergrover24 for her beta. *hearts Jodie* Title shamelessly stolen from The Wombats. Not that Draco would have any clue who they are. Or Joy Division for that matter. :D


Part One


( Part Two )

So I promised noeon I'd post my H/D club!fic tonight before I went to bed, but I've realized there's a scene that's bugging me and I'm not entirely certain why, so I want to sleep on it. (And, seriously, if anyone can tell me how a short little PWP ficlet meant for Draco's birthday has somehow managed to hit twelve freaking thousand words I'd love to know. /0\ I fail so hard at the concept of PWP, you guys. OMG SO HARD.)

Anyway. Shall be attempting to fix that scene tomorrow at lunch, then having ze_dragon post it for me later in the afternoon, knock wood, as a) I want the damn thing done and away from my tinkering so I can focus on other fics, and b) we're busing down to New Jersey after I get off work to see a sold out Old 97s show Saturday night at Maxwell's with djinnj. \0/ CAN. NOT. WAIT. Really, I would be happiest if I could just quit my job and follow them around the country like a Deadhead. Why, oh why, am I not independently wealthy? *cries*

Ah well. For now, bed. If I can get the cat to move off my pillow. *eyes him balefully*

*tries to decide whether to use a Rhett icon or a H/D icon*

*decides to split the difference and use a Rhett-as-Harry icon FTW*

Today i started drinking at 4:30 pm with Dragon and spider. Six hours and seven mojitos later i am home. It has been that kind of day.

But the mojitos make me feel a lot better about it.\0/ Have to go drink water and take aspirin now. and I want French fries. A lot.

I had a shitty day on several different levels today and was indulging in a bout of morose self-pity earlier this evening. Then I found these links on Twitter under the #iranelection hash tag and suddenly my ridiculously petty gripes seem so inane. Warning for graphic content in some of these.

Photos from the rally in Tehran today

.faramarz's photos from Tehran on Flickr

Tehran rally photos from the New York Times

Cellphone videos from the riots/rallies

I don't really know what to say other than those people walking through the streets have my utmost respect.

After sleeping less than 2 hours Thursday night for various reasons (*eyes the cats balefully*), I came home last night and crashed for four and a half hours, then got up and puttered around sleepily for a few more before crashing again until 10 this morning. I'm currently curled up on the living room chaise, windows thrown open to the first sunshine in days, with the 60s easy listening music channel playing the instrumentals of Mancini and Bert Kaempfert and Percy Faith and Francis Goya. \0/ I am such a sucker for cheesy 60s music.

Have breakfasted, showered, bitched at the cats, done a Dungeons thread, bitched at the cats again, and talked to my sister so far today. Now I have to do a few dishes, write (ZOMG, write), throw some laundry in, email glockgal about what I want for my commission, check in on a fluish noeon to see how she's feeling, kill my upstairs neighbours who are playing crap music again and drowning out my Kaempfert dammit,and prep for a couple more Dungeons threads tonight.

This is the last lazy weekend I'll have for the rest of the month--next weekend I'll be down in Hoboken for an Old 97s concert and the weekend after that I'll be off on a four-day work trip. I am going to enjoy lazing about this weekend, doing not a damn thing other than what I want to do.

Oh, and also, I've discovered that the latest update to my G1 sometimes keeps me logged in to gchat, even when I'm not. So, er, if you ping me on gchat and I don't answer, but I'm showing up as being online, I might not actually be, thanks to my phone. /0\

I finally went to see Star Trek tonight with noeon. This is my review: HOLY BUGGERING FUCK, YOU GUYS.

Someone had better hook me up with some Sulu/Chekov fic now. Or Spock/Chekov. Or Scotty/Chekov. Or Bones/Chekov. Or...hell, can everyone shag Chekov because OMG *sparklyhearts*. \0/ (Shut up, I am nothing if not predictable.)

Also I appear to be desperately in need of some Snape/Spock fic because seriously how hot is that to contemplate? I mean. OMG. Noe and I have now decided that particular crossover subgenre absolutely must be coaxed into a thriving subculture in fandom. There may be plots afoot to bring this about. *looks shifty*

Must go to bed now. I leave you with this one thought. CHEKOV. \0/

My Rhett CD just arrived, thank you, Amazon pre-order! \0/ Um, not that I haven't had the mp3s for the past week and been listening to them non-stop or anything. *looks shifty* But! The actual package is in my hands and I absolutely must scan and icon the back photo because it is AWESOME. *hearts Rhett OMG* (And the deluxe album on iTunes has FIVE bonus songs on it, HOORAY. *shoves more money at Rhett*)

Walking home tonight, I passed a twentysomething guy carrying a skateboard. Painted on the deck was the Dark Mark. This amused me to no end in so many ways.

Speaking of Dark Marks (what, it's a segue, go with it), I have been flailing over the Adam Lambert Rolling Stone cover all afternoon. Trufax, I must admit that I've been reading Kradam fic (and downloading last season's AI epsiodes) since last week because I totally fell for Adam after seeing the US video with him and Kris. And now I'm horribly tempted to follow up my Harry/Draco club!fic (which is nearly done, yay) with a sequel Harry/Draco/Adam club!fic. /0\ But it would work for one of my kink_bingo prompts! And it would be brutally hot. And he's on the cover of Rolling Stone with a snake. I mean, really. Oh my God. It's like crack for a Slytherin lover.

Totally skipped lunch today. Must find food. Then do a bit of Dungeons. Then finish club!fic and force Jodie to beta it for me. \0/ And then start another one...

In the course of the past hour I have blown THREE lightbulbs in various lamps in my apartment. Evidently this is today's magic ability. I'm your girl if you need your lights to go out tonight. \0/

I am going to hell for this, but really, it's all sinick's fault. She pointed out that this HBP photo needed a little, ahem, enhancement. So. Yeah. Going to hell now. \0/

( Chatting up in the Hogwarts hallways--potentially mildly NSFW )

I leave you with that thought. \0/ I have lip-gloss-wearing Draco to finish writing. *g*

Before I head to bed, I had to share this, which goseaward linked me to earlier tonight. If it doesn't make you go \0/, I don't know what will. :D As Goosey said, it's just happymaking.

Playing For Change is, according to their website, a multimedia movement created to inspire, connect, and bring peace to the world through music. They go around the world, recording musicians and splicing the video and audio together into something amazing. This is episode three of nine that they've posted to their blog. Immediately after hearing it, I went and bought the album.

The amount of utter GLEE this photo from HBP gives me is completely ridiculous really.

( HBP spoiler, I guess, although hell, if you've read the book you know exactly what this scene is. )

Excuse me for a moment while I step over here and do the OTP DANCE OF HAPPY-HAPPY-JOY-JOY. \0/ \0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/\0/

*ahem*

Now that I've composed myself.

OMG YOU GUYS. I AM GOING TO LOVE THIS MOVIE AS MUCH AS I LOVE THE BOOK, OH YES. Best book of the series. Hands-down. Bar-none. Plot be damned. I HAVE SNACO MOMENTS AT LAST, AIEEEEEE. I am going to enjoy the fuck out of them too, now I know what's coming in the next installment. But lets ignore that for now, shall we? Because OMGYAYAYAYAYAYAY I FINALLY GET TO SEE MY OTP ON SCREEN.

*draws SPARKLY HEARTS OF LURVE around Severus and Draco*

Canon, baby. Effing canon. \0/

Dear Draco,

Happy birthday, pumpkin. I have 5,000 words of club!birthday!fic written for you, but as you have yet to get naked with Harry, or for that matter, even speak civilly to him, I rather doubt you're going to get it tonight. Tomorrow, perhaps, if the two of you behave yourselves and stop being pathetically snarky to each other and let me finish the damn thing. *eyes you both balefully*

Much love and happy 29th,
Femme
(who, yes, is talking to a fictional character; let's just consider it quirky and eccentric, okay?)

P.S. ZOMG, Twitter is down for an hour. What will I dooooooo? *looks mournfully at TweetDeck* (Shut up, I know I have an addiction.)
P.P.S. Someone talk me out of doing kink_bingo.

Taking a break from writing to say happy birthday, djin7!

Also everyone knows, right, that Spinal Tap recorded Saucy Jack? And you can download it here? For free? I am so amused by this song. And by their website where you can listen to tracks from the new album. I'm particularly fond of Funky Sex Farm. Oh Spinal Tap. I heart you so much. I really, really need to watch that movie again.

Do you know what I hate about living in an old house in the summer, other than the fact that there is no central air and window air conditioners do absolutely no good most of the time? The bugs. The annoying ones that slip under the crack at the bottom of the French doors in my bedroom and decide to crawl on me when I'm taking a nap and I smack them off sleepily and then I wake up with a giant red bug bite on my cheek that itches like crazy. Die, bug. DIE. >:(

I have now registered for the Sunday programming at Azkatraz. I'm going to be at the Parc55 from Wednesday night through Tuesday morning, but as of right now I'm only officially attending the day that my panel's scheduled. Other than that I'm planning on hanging out around SanFran, going to meetups, and jabbering with friends about pretty boys and what we want to do with them. But everyone should come to the Harry/Draco panel at 10:30 on Sunday morning because it's going to be awesomecakes and I'm totally in awe of my fellow panelists. \0/

ETA: Beth brings up a good point here...are those of us without full con registrations going to be able to get into any of the meetup rooms if the meetups are being held in the hotel?

Okay. Going back to writing Harry/Draco club fic now.

Happy birthday, bewarethesmirk and sansa1970! I hope you both had lovely days.

New Hampshire passing their gay marriage law makes me so happy. \0/ Six down, baby, forty-four to go. Now all we need is Rhode Island to cough up one, and we'll have the entirety of New England sewn up.

I've discovered Lala.com, courtesy of Rhett Miller tweeting his Lala playlist earlier today. (Don't look at me that way; I am so damn easy when it comes to him, yes.) Anyway, I'm kind of entranced by it. I like that you can listen to full songs before you buy them, and that you can buy them for web use only or as MP3s, and they're still cheaper than iTunes and Amazon. Plus I managed to buy the new Eels album for $3.99 on there. \0/

Joe Jonas doing the Single Ladies Dance is utterly dorktastic. I blame my watching this onsupergrover24. And now I have the song going through my head. Thank you, Jodie. Thank you so much. :P

I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips, hold me tighter than my Dereon jeans, acting up, drink in my cup, I can care less what you think--no, I will not write a gloss-wearing, Muggle-clubbing Draco fic for his twenty-ninth birthday. I won't. Really. *whimpers*

Plans for tonight? Betaing, watching Spooks and hopefully catching up on emails/comments. Writing a gloss-wearing, Muggle-clubbing Draco fic...dammit.

Tired Femme is tired.

Paste Magazine is streaming Rhett Miller's new album, which officially comes out next Tuesday. \0/

And...I have nothing else of note to say at the moment. Ten-thirty is too damn early to go to bed, isn't it, particularly when you've already napped for two hours? God, I'm so ridiculously exhausted lately. Sigh.

1. Woke up this morning at ten til five because the damn sun has decided to start rising at four-thirty in the morning and filters through one of my windows. I find this ridiculously annoying since I don't have to roll out of bed until seven.

2. Got caught in a nightmare commute this morning that turned my I'm-going-to-be-15-minutes-early-to-work into WTF-I'm-half-an-hour-late because I got stuck in a subway tunnel for 45 minutes, thus mutating my 30 minute commute into well over an hour. Not. Fun. To say the least. Bad MBTA, no biscuit for you. >:(

3. Downloaded 500 pages of factsheets from the Parliament.uk site detailing a goodly chunk of the procedures--legislative and otherwise--for the House of Commons. This is research material for several fics bubbling away in various stages of production, including my snarry_games fic, the synopsis of which has now hit 2500 words and still isn't finished. *headdesk*

4. Watched the series four finale and series five opener of Spooks tonight. This was me: ZafZafZafZafZAFZAFZAF--ZOMGCOLINCOLINCOLINCOLIN--ZAFRuthRuthRuthRUTHZafZafZafZAFZAFZAFZAF. *cough* Also I am now utterly convinced Malcolm/Colin is canonical. And certain that series five is going to tear me apart. *whimpers*watches with one eye closed*

5. Got to RP my Marik tonight against jjtaylor's Tonks. This was massively happymaking. I giant-sparklypen-heart those two. Plus it was nice to RP; I haven't had a chance to do it much the past few weeks. Alas. Alack. Woe.

6. I looked at the prompts that are being submitted so far for hd_career_fair and I kept going, oooh, I want to write that one and that one and that one and that one and that one...and that was just on the first page. *facepalms*

7. I owe a couple of emails and a bunch of comments, but for now I must needs hie myself to bed as I've an early meeting in the morning. Blech. Meetings should not be scheduled before 11 a.m. Ever. I am neither functional nor nonsnarly that early in the morning.

1. I have 2,000 words of plot synopsis written for my snarry_games fic, and I'm only halfway through it. This does not really bode well for keeping the length of the actual fic under 50,000 words. *facepalms* Sometimes I do wonder why I do this to myself...

2. On the positive side, I'm using StoryMill to plot this fic out, along with my own modification of the Snowflake method and I'm really quite enjoying it. Even if it's a pain in the butt those moments when I sit there staring blankly at the cursor, muttering now what?

3. Have now started in on series four of Spooks, and oh my God, fandom, where is the Zaf/Adam? If no one's written this pairing, I'm going to cry, because my God. Zaf. *draws little sparkly hearts around him*

4. I am absolutely and utterly enamoured with this photo from Flickr, except I want a version of it with Harry and Draco instead of the man and woman. These are the moments I wish I could draw, dammit.

5. Early Bob Dylan is love. Enough said.

Slept twelve hours last night and ten the night before. This is so unlike me that it's weirding me out a bit. Especially since I'm still ridiculously tired and feel like I could sleep another twelve right now. However, I have Things To Do this weekend, so hauling my butt out of bed is a necessity. Alas.

pir8fancier's posted the sequel to Lush Life and I am all flailing grabbyhands, but I am refusing to let myself indulge in it until I strike off at least two things on my to-do list. (Goals for the weekend: among other things, throw open the windows and tidy up my bedroom, finish plotting my Snarry Games and Al/Viktor fics, and write more H/D musician AU. I shall prevail. Really. I think. Maybe.)

All right. Getting up now. Bah. Really want to stay in bed with the laptop.... :(

Also, you know, if my upstairs neighbours are going to insist on playing music at the highest decibel level possible this early in the morning, could they at least not make it absolute crap? Sigh.

Also part two, it really amuses me that iTunes specifically marks my copy of iTunes-purchased Percy Faith's Theme from A Summer's Place as clean as opposed to explicit. *snort* Well, yeah. As there are no words to it. LOL, Apple.