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Dec. 11th, 2010 @ 12:15 pm Supernatural geekage sticky

( Supernatural Geekage: fiction )

( Supernatural Geekage: Picspams )

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Dec. 26th, 2009 @ 08:27 pm First Christmas awaaa-aay from home

Wassail, you lot! I'm late to wish you all non-denominational Christmas cheer and such like, but I have the good excuse of having spent the last week or so internetless while trudging around the wilds of the Southern Alps searching for Hobbits and generally making a nuisance of myself. My (extended) Christmas has involved:

*boysenberry cider (and let me tell you, that shit is tasty)
*abandoned gold-mining towns
*snow (quiescent) and hail (not so much)
*wading through glacial rivers
*parakeets, possums, hares and more frogs than you can shake a stick at
*watching the last of the light fade from the mountains on Midsummer's Eve while sitting in a hot tub made out of an actual tub
*Midsummer's day in actualfax Paradise
*rogue cattle
*stalling my friend's car on a steep hill and a blind bend with a fuck-off huge orange bus about a foot behind me eep
*spending Christmas Eve driving 450 km in 30 degree heat, arguing loudly (and possibly somewhat drunkenly) about whether or not Aramis was a Jesuit, and then sneaking in to an awesome punk gig without paying (and without shoes)
*Christmas Day of gemstone hunting on the beach, swimming and touristing, followed by evensong in Christchurch cathedral and Christmas Dinner of Greek Salad, chips and a pint of dark beer outside a Shakespeare-themed pub
*visiting Dimrill Dale, Isengard, Lothlórien, the Ford of Bruinen, Ithilien and probably some other geektastic places I'm forgetting
*MOUNTAINS, Gandalf!

I will be posting pictures as soon as I can get my [redacted due to obscenity laws] laptop to talk to my camera. In the meantime, I hope you all had lovely, lovely Christmases, even if, like me, you were far away from most of the people you love. ♥♥

PS All you folks in the UK who have snow -- I waited for a white Christmas for twenty-eight years and as soon as I turn my back for five minutes, you all go off and have one without me? HOW IS THAT FAIR?!

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Dec. 18th, 2009 @ 11:42 pm OK, that's weird

So, could

thirteenfluidoz,

spafoom,

toukie,

teachertam,

noirbabalon,

amazonziti,

jane_eyre and

sams1ra confirm whether or not they received coupons? Becuase I tried to send them, but LJ still seems to think I have nine left...

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Dec. 18th, 2009 @ 03:49 pm Because somebody might want one.

Tags: slightly dubious free gifts

I've got ten $10 coupons for paid LJ time to give away. You can only use them to upgrade a Basic or Plus account, not to renew a Paid account, and you can only use them to buy a year's paid time, so it'll still cost you $10-$15 US. But if anyone wants one anyway, comment here or PM me! Fastest finger first...

ETA: OK, all gone! Have a great Christmas, you guys!

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Dec. 17th, 2009 @ 06:25 pm OK, my new favourite line from Shakespeare (or possibly from anything)

You scullion! You rampallion! You fustilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe!

--Sir John Falstaff, Henry IV Part Two, Act II, Scene I

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Dec. 14th, 2009 @ 01:15 am Only a year to go till thirty!

OK, first of all, big thank yous to

buffyaddict13,

wenchpixie,

sarmsank,

an0ther_dreamer,

elderwitty,

surevesta,

egg07212003,

sylvanwitch and

jespretender for all the lovely birthday greetings! I've just come off two weeks of 12-hour night shifts, so my birthday has been stretching over several days in order to accommodate the appropriate amount of making up for lost time. Cocktails and barbecue on Friday, beer and singing on Saturday and cake and morris dancing on Sunday - not bad at all, methinks! Tomorrow, I plan to skive off work for most of the day, buy myself the grammar of Gothic that's on sale for forty dollars at the local second-hand bookshop, and sit in the sun (if there is any) and read. Huzzah!

Second of all, flist, I need your help. Every year for Christmas I give my dad a calendar of photos I've taken during the previous year. Problem is, there's too bloody many of them. And thus, I bring you ( a picspam that is also a poll. A pollspam! )

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Dec. 8th, 2009 @ 03:58 am And when I opened my email, I thought it was a glitch...

So... I'm guessing there's some kind of snowflake thing going on, yes? Yes?

♥you guys♥

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Nov. 7th, 2009 @ 10:25 pm Eep

So, I'm alone at home, I have no idea why my landlady's not here, it's dark, the air smells of smoke, and there's sirens in the valley, something scratching at the wall, and a helicopter with a searchlight making slow circles over my house.

...I so did not pick the right night to be watching a Stephen King movie. D:

ETA: Have now succeeded in watching movie and am not dead! Another successful Saturday night in Refurland!

Son of ETA: Turns out all of the above (with the exception of the scratching and the movie) can be explained by the fact that there's a huge house fire just down the road from me. We now return you to your previously scheduled D:

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Nov. 7th, 2009 @ 03:46 pm (When You Get to My Door) Tell Them Boris Sent You

Tags: angst level: 1 , crack! , fandom , fic , supernatural

Title: (When You Get to My Door) Tell Them Boris Sent You
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Length: 4,198
Warnings: High levels of silly. \o/
Spoilers: To 5x08.
Pairings/characters: Sam, Dean, Castiel.
Notes: And now for something completely different (tag to 5x08).

Summary: Sam is never allowed to make plans ever again. Just so we're clear.

( It starts in Wellington, Ohio. )

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Nov. 6th, 2009 @ 12:02 pm The Hope Only of Empty Men

Tags: angst level: 10 , fandom , fic , supernatural

Title: The Hope Only of Empty Men
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Length: 4,609
Warnings: Sam POV, with bonus angsty subject matter. Abandon hope, all ye etc etc.
Spoilers: To 5x07, just to be safe.
Pairings/characters: Sam, Dean, spoiler character. Gen.
Notes: This started out as an explanation for a certain event in 5x04, but then it ended up going a bit further than that. It starts out nowish in the timeline. I haven't been reading much fic recently, but I imagine everyone and their dog's written one of these by now. Let it never be said that I'm not derivative.

Summary: This is the way the world ends.

( When he’s fourteen years old, Sam kills a man for the first time. )

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Oct. 19th, 2009 @ 11:02 am It's going to be a good day, I can feel it.

So, there's this dude who looks like Nathan Ford from Leverage studying on the floor outside my office. There are two possible explanations for this:

1. He's a mature student who I just happen not to have met before.
2. Nathan Ford is planning to steal my department.

...*crosses fingers and hopes for 2*

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Oct. 18th, 2009 @ 12:58 pm (no subject)

So,¹ of the many things I have done since last time I posted in this here thing, one of the most recent is switching my home computer (the delicious Heidi, cast-iron matron to the stars) from Windows XP to Ubuntu. While this has improved almost everything about Heidi's performance, the main joy I'm getting out of it at the moment is that I've switched all my default fonts to Purisa, which means that both Heidi and the internet talk to me in a childish scrawl. Heidi is kind of upset at the affront to her iron-matronly dignity. The internet, meanwhile, thinks it is remarkably appropriate.²

1. Font merely for illustration, fear not.

2. PS. Everyone who's messaged me asking if they can translate/record/print out and set fire to any of my stuff, the answer is yes, and the further answer is "sorry I'm such a muppet lately, I appear to be allergic to replying to messages".

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Sep. 26th, 2009 @ 02:47 pm I feel I need more than one "I am a ginormous dork" icon.

( A thought on SPN 5x03 )

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Sep. 12th, 2009 @ 05:56 pm Bifröst, at least, is not upside-down.

Before you ask, I haven't seen it yet. *frownyface of doom*

( And now for something completely different: view out of my window right now )

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Sep. 9th, 2009 @ 10:02 pm (no subject)

Tags: but it's *science*! , ginodork strikes back! , sometimes i forget to mock myself

~~Today~~ This week has been full of minor frustrations and failures that have rather snowballed into a melodramatic feeling of self-pity on my part. I was vaguely considering whinging about it, and then I thought I would ( talk about something else instead )

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Sep. 3rd, 2009 @ 05:57 pm Oh, for an icon that says "slacker".

( My office, 1500 hours today )

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Aug. 26th, 2009 @ 08:17 pm (no subject)

So, tonight I was walking home, and I stopped in a wee park to look at the stars. And then a possibly slightly drunk man stopped to talk to me, and the following conversation ensued.

POSSIBLY SLIGHTLY DRUNK GUY: What are you doing?
ME: I'm looking at the stars.
PSDG: Oh. *looks at stars*
ME: *continues looking at stars*
PSDG: You're right, they are beautiful.
ME: Yeah, they really are.
PSDG: Is the moon waxing or waning?
ME: It's waxing.
PSDG: Oh.
ME: ...
PSDG: ...
ME: ...
PSDG: Well, it's good to know someone's... taking care of these things. *wanders off*

So, you guys, if it's clear where you are tonight and there's not too much light pollution, take a look at the stars. Someone's got to take care of these things. ♥

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Aug. 26th, 2009 @ 10:11 am Episode Review of the Internet is Endlessly Entertaining: Review of SPN 4x22 part the onlyth

Tags: \o/ , episode review of doom , fandom , hahaha what? , heeeee! , huzzah! , i love the interwebs , it's like the renaissance never ended , sometimes i forget to mock myself , the cheese wheels are coming! , yay!

Dear Anonymous Secret Poster,

I quite enjoyed it, thank you for asking!

Analytically yours,
Refur

PS This was my favourite part, in case you were wondering!

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Aug. 24th, 2009 @ 10:28 am A Journey of a Thousand Miles 1/1

Tags: angst level: 5 , fandom , fic , supernatural

Title: A Journey of a Thousand Miles
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Length: 1,909
Warnings: None
Spoilers: To 2x05.
Pairings/characters: John. Gen.
Notes: Well, look at that, I actually wrote something! I wrote this for

ariadnes_string over at the John, Bobby and Castiel commentfic meme at

spngenlove. It was an awesome prompt, and you should all go over there and see if there's anything that takes your fancy!

Prompt: John makes the decision to go missing, and to cut himself off from his boys, in the weeks leading up to the Pilot.

( John gets the call from Caleb at four thirty-nine a.m. on Monday, October tenth. )

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