So, stuff!
Oct. 25th, 2009 07:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eliyes♠ I'll be gone next week, on a mysterious mission away from my PC. But I may still be posting to LJ, as I will have Chekov (the netbook) with me.
♠ I have Batman band-aids! :D He is punching! FROM MY NECK! Woo!
♠ Just before the alarm went off, my cat started attempting to lick the inside of my elbow. And when I moved, she switched to my wrist. Now, I was half asleep but I know I opened my eyes because my Bad Badtz Maru pillow has a very easily-discernible-in-the-dark white-on-black face. So my dreams layered over reality, and for some reason, instead of my cat, it was Leonard Nimoy licking me.
I'm really not sure what to do with that.
I don't think laying off the online Trek fannish stuff would help, because I would randomly dream stuff about Nimoy before I really re-activated myself, fannishly speaking. It's like coming out of superhero retirement? I've always been into Star Trek -- possibly in utero! My parents are trekkies; when I call home I have long, meaningful conversations with my mom about science fiction. <3
♠ Much as I'm pretty well uninterested in what the X-Men stories are doing these days, the fact that they're headquartering in San Francisco now keeps teasing my brain. I kind of want to write a story where Bobby and Storm and random other people go to Black's Beach, because Storm sure as heck likes nude sunbathing, and Bobby seems to have zero problem with public nudity, although sunbathing is really not his thing due to, y'know, heat, and (at least in X-Men: First Class ♥) being easily sunburnt. As with all of my beach-related story-bunnies, it lacks what I could honestly call "plot" and so I will likely never write it, especially as I have never been to Black's Beach. (...Or San Francisco. Or California!) Although it looks like an interesting place! A great view of the Golden Gate Bridge and a rare ecosystem of sea anemones? Sign me up!
♠ Speaking of San Francisco, I've been kind of involuntarily compiling a mental playlist for that period of time after the end of the five-year mission but before The Motion Picture where Kirk spends two unhappy years as a ground-bound Admiral and Spock goes off to Vulcan to purge himself of emotions. For a while, I was just associating "It's Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)", which was fine; y'know, maybe I have an outline of a story where Lady Amanda randomly shows up on Kirk's doorstep to take him to Christmas brunch, but mostly I was coping.
But then -- then -- I reacquired the complete works of Savage Garden and now I've turned into some kind of monster. Add "Lover After Me" (with some bonus angst over the Enterprise getting a new captain!), "I Don't Care", and "California" to that playlist. Maybe sneak in "Tears of Pearls" at the beginning, if you subscribe to the 'something sexual happened between them before Spock left' theory. Oh! And "Chained to You" is perfect for Spock first getting hit with attraction to Kirk.
Meanwhile, I cannot for the life of me remember why my brain insists that "Gunning Down (A) Romance" is connected to Trowa Barton. *headskritch*
♠ Shatnerday continues to rock my socks. :3d
♠ I have Batman band-aids! :D He is punching! FROM MY NECK! Woo!
♠ Just before the alarm went off, my cat started attempting to lick the inside of my elbow. And when I moved, she switched to my wrist. Now, I was half asleep but I know I opened my eyes because my Bad Badtz Maru pillow has a very easily-discernible-in-the-dark white-on-black face. So my dreams layered over reality, and for some reason, instead of my cat, it was Leonard Nimoy licking me.
I'm really not sure what to do with that.
I don't think laying off the online Trek fannish stuff would help, because I would randomly dream stuff about Nimoy before I really re-activated myself, fannishly speaking. It's like coming out of superhero retirement? I've always been into Star Trek -- possibly in utero! My parents are trekkies; when I call home I have long, meaningful conversations with my mom about science fiction. <3
♠ Much as I'm pretty well uninterested in what the X-Men stories are doing these days, the fact that they're headquartering in San Francisco now keeps teasing my brain. I kind of want to write a story where Bobby and Storm and random other people go to Black's Beach, because Storm sure as heck likes nude sunbathing, and Bobby seems to have zero problem with public nudity, although sunbathing is really not his thing due to, y'know, heat, and (at least in X-Men: First Class ♥) being easily sunburnt. As with all of my beach-related story-bunnies, it lacks what I could honestly call "plot" and so I will likely never write it, especially as I have never been to Black's Beach. (...Or San Francisco. Or California!) Although it looks like an interesting place! A great view of the Golden Gate Bridge and a rare ecosystem of sea anemones? Sign me up!
♠ Speaking of San Francisco, I've been kind of involuntarily compiling a mental playlist for that period of time after the end of the five-year mission but before The Motion Picture where Kirk spends two unhappy years as a ground-bound Admiral and Spock goes off to Vulcan to purge himself of emotions. For a while, I was just associating "It's Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)", which was fine; y'know, maybe I have an outline of a story where Lady Amanda randomly shows up on Kirk's doorstep to take him to Christmas brunch, but mostly I was coping.
But then -- then -- I reacquired the complete works of Savage Garden and now I've turned into some kind of monster. Add "Lover After Me" (with some bonus angst over the Enterprise getting a new captain!), "I Don't Care", and "California" to that playlist. Maybe sneak in "Tears of Pearls" at the beginning, if you subscribe to the 'something sexual happened between them before Spock left' theory. Oh! And "Chained to You" is perfect for Spock first getting hit with attraction to Kirk.
Meanwhile, I cannot for the life of me remember why my brain insists that "Gunning Down (A) Romance" is connected to Trowa Barton. *headskritch*
♠ Shatnerday continues to rock my socks. :3d
