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lizbee1. There's a new YA novel at work about a teenage nerd-girl with a crush on deceased physicist Richard Feynman. I spent the other week surreptitiously flipping through it, and then kept thinking about it on my week off. I think I should maybe buy it and read it properly.
2. Three episodes of Babylon 5 in a night is maybe too many.
2a. You know you're onto a good thing, fandom-wise, when Neil Gaiman is writing the filler episodes.
2b. Have to say I cheered when Byron left in a ball of fiery death. At some later point, I shall make a proper post about the problems with the telepaths: PsiCorp is bad, but rogue telepaths seem generally untrustworthy or unreliable also. I shall seek out some meta later.
2c. I am curious as to how much of Lennier's hostility towards Delenn's marriage is subliminal inter-species-marriage-squick.
2d. After all these years, I am slightly weirded out to learn that the old rumour that Claudia Christian had auditioned for Seven of Nine was actually true. And I have to say, I'm so glad she didn't get the part. And not just because of my old girl-crush on Jeri Ryan.
3. I went to bed feeling normal, and woke up to find my ankle sore and slightly swollen. Have I sprained my ankle in my sleep? File that under "things that can only happen to Liz".
4. The enamel was coming off my giant red hoop earrings, so I painted in the gaps with nail polish. Don't judge me.
5. I think maybe I've become a willing Tool of the Man, because I'm reading a book about Disney's business practices, and in the chapter about their OUTRAGEOUS AND UNREASONABLE expectations for theme park staff, I kept going, "Yes, but that's standard customer service! I do it all the time!" On the other hand, I think the grooming requirements are worded in such a way as to exclude anyone who doesn't conform to Eurocentric gender-normative notions of beauty. So I'm not a total lost cause, and will probably be only third or fourth against the wall when the revolution comes.
2. Three episodes of Babylon 5 in a night is maybe too many.
2a. You know you're onto a good thing, fandom-wise, when Neil Gaiman is writing the filler episodes.
2b. Have to say I cheered when Byron left in a ball of fiery death. At some later point, I shall make a proper post about the problems with the telepaths: PsiCorp is bad, but rogue telepaths seem generally untrustworthy or unreliable also. I shall seek out some meta later.
2c. I am curious as to how much of Lennier's hostility towards Delenn's marriage is subliminal inter-species-marriage-squick.
2d. After all these years, I am slightly weirded out to learn that the old rumour that Claudia Christian had auditioned for Seven of Nine was actually true. And I have to say, I'm so glad she didn't get the part. And not just because of my old girl-crush on Jeri Ryan.
3. I went to bed feeling normal, and woke up to find my ankle sore and slightly swollen. Have I sprained my ankle in my sleep? File that under "things that can only happen to Liz".
4. The enamel was coming off my giant red hoop earrings, so I painted in the gaps with nail polish. Don't judge me.
5. I think maybe I've become a willing Tool of the Man, because I'm reading a book about Disney's business practices, and in the chapter about their OUTRAGEOUS AND UNREASONABLE expectations for theme park staff, I kept going, "Yes, but that's standard customer service! I do it all the time!" On the other hand, I think the grooming requirements are worded in such a way as to exclude anyone who doesn't conform to Eurocentric gender-normative notions of beauty. So I'm not a total lost cause, and will probably be only third or fourth against the wall when the revolution comes.
