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[minxy]

Teh committee have been upgraded from 'ebil' to 'divas' status, with exceptions made for two of them; one seems pretty marvelous but a little too busy to really help, and the other a bit too much of a yes-person; it remains to be seen whether she and he, respectively, will be any help at all in the MIA advisor/micromanaging other committee person/prima donna committee situation.

The upgrade is only tentative, btw. Have, however, made two important decisions: 1. I will be throwing myself a Not Walking party (Mom's idea) so that I get to hang out with my double-doctor classmates really a lot even if I don't get to go to the Ph.D. hooding ceremony this year (my party will be better than the hooding ceremony, though, because there will be comfortable clothes, no speeches and freely flowing alcohol), 2. I am contacting a professor from a college here who is familiar with all the personalities on my committee to one degree or another, and who can help me prioritize who to placate first and whether a plan more detailed than just general groveling is in order. There may be food involved. Food is good.

Of course, you gotta understand that I had, oh, 14-15 hours yesterday to sleep on these decisions on account of my brain mutinied and objected to, among other things, vision, light, movement and food. I love my migraine meds for controlling the side-effects, but there's no getting around the sleepy-loopy Minx syndrome that causes me to marathon sleep and stumble into walls the rest of the time. So I'm feeling really well rested today, though still having some trouble focusing my brain.

Dog is in for orthopedic surgery today. Can you imagine? The difficulty is likely to be explaining to her that 4 months of recovery will require Not Spazzing Out and/or running anywhere during that time, and probably after. I've written a moving speech, but I think The Talk will have to wait until she gets off the codeine (seriously, that is going to be funny as hell. I find my puppy hilarious when she's stoned, which is probably not very nice of me) then I can get out my note cards and diagrams.

ANYWAY, since these lovely uplifting details are probably not why you read my journal, I give you, RECS. (also, note the gorgeous Teyla default icon at right by rojimouse. Seriously, Rachel Lutrell is gorgeous. I think I'm going to have to crush on her a little bit.)

First of all, naominovik's His Majesty's Dragon was not on my favorite bookstore's shelves yet. It makes me sad, but I'm always willing to go back to a bookstore. They promise to search it out for me when the truck arrives tomorrow. No, I didn't leave empty handed. I'm not physically capable of leaving a bookstore empty handed.

Read Neil Gaimon's Coraline in between sleeping bouts yesterday and it was a fantastic story about bravery. Loved that it was so durned unique in it's portrayal of a little girl with faults and strengths, none of which were cliche, all of which felt very True. The fantasy aspect was interesting and creepy, which adds to my feeling that this book does not assume that young readers are too fragile for sincere danger in their books and makes me want to cheer (no, I haven't read Gaimon before, yes, I will read more of him). Also loved that the hero was a little girl. Sometimes reading fanfic I'm reminded of the quote from someone who's name I forget that it's really a shame when girls want to be/write themselves as the victim or the object in a story rather than the hero. This little girl was a great hero, complete with faults and learning curve.

Natalie Portman in V for Vendetta was a very interesting hero, on the other hand (does anyone object to me not using the word 'heroine'? If I don't want to be the victim I certainly don't want to be a drug either). But I don't really feel like getting into that movie, except that it got my Dad reminiscing about Vietnam War protests when he was in college in Ohio.

Yadda. Right.

janedavitt wrote a lovely little spanking fic as character study in a tag for Maternal Instinct. No Harm Done. Sadly, no sex either, but it's still Jack and Daniel, and there is great physicality and snickerworthy manipulation of Jack (just... not like that). Comment f/b at her journal.

The sixth and penultimate installment of The Games Men Play, Splashdown, has been posted by dustandroses (links to earlier parts in the post for this one). This is really grand Jack/Daniel smut in the sense of the zing for each section really standing out, with development and realizations and intimacy in each section, every time very well done, a new revelation and really a great sense of a new relationship between old friends. Splashdown hooks me in particular by writing one of my very favorite things: awkward sex. In this case, awkward sex really exemplifying how close the two people involved are, how well they handle it, how hard they laugh, how they deal, and the realizations that trump physical need for intimacy. It's fantastic bad!sex. Really.

The google search engines are going to have a field day with that description. Oh well, there are only so many ways to mistype pr0n.

Some John/Rodney: Things Left Unsaid by elandrialore. I hadn't read this author before, but I like the way John and Rodney communicate in this; plus, it's really nice smut. Also Rodney's panicking really works for me.

Also, a beautiful tragic little moment in the back of a puddlejumper: Reaction by mamadebfic. There's really impressive complexity for such a short piece.

Comments

[elandrialore.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much for reccing me, I really appreciate it:)

And I hope your puppy's surgery went well too.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_minxy_/]

You are so welcome. Beautiful fic, I'm looking forward to reading more of your stuff.

Surgery went well but now we have a pup in pain who doesn't get why or why we aren't making it better. Poor thing.