truepenny (who is both an English professor and a published author) has written some Hamlet slash. It is melancholy and wonderful, and the fact that it exists at all gives me joy.

More BHB songs. Some kind soul has ripped what's on their myspaz and put a zip file up. I... am suddenly listening to boypop. Damn dancers. Although considering their combined credentials perhaps I should just enjoy the competence. (Wow.)

Tickleberry: Divine Dominance... Erotic Surrender. (Highly NSFW!) This is a sex toy site devoted to female dominance and male chastity, which is an interesting combination, but that's not why I'm linking it. No, it had me O_o because it's based in the Isle of Wight. Yeah, that bit of land out there across the harbour that keeps Southampton from the ire of the Atlantic. Apparently there are more reasons than I thought to be yay about the IoW! *g*

Durex ad. Also NSFW. This has made some rounds but not all, so I thought I'd link it: advert for condoms, via balloon animals having a little marathon. Seems to be a bisexual MMF marathon, at that! It's cute.

Adipositivity. Also NSFW. From the site: The Adipositivity Project aims to promote size acceptance [...] through a visual display of fat physicality. [...] The photographs here are close details of the fat female form, without the inclusion of faces. One reason for this is to coax observers into imagining they're looking at the fat women in their own lives, ideally then accepting them as having aesthetic appeal which, for better or worse, often translates into more complete forms of acceptance. I found the site and the photos interesting.

Visions of Rock Celebrity Photo Auction. Charity auction of original photos taken by and then signed by various musicians. Note that the subject of the photo is not necessarily the musician(s) in question - neither of Rob's are - but it's interesting nonetheless. And there are lots of other charity auctions on the site, too. For the Matchbox set, under Celebrity Experiences a set of four VIP tickets and M&G passes to the Feb. 13th gig are there. Of course, that's also already over five hundred dollars, so... I'm just the messenger. *g* I think the site is a very cool idea, though; it looks like celebrities can donate stuff and designate the recipient charity of their choice for the proceeds.

List of flight info sites. From the post: My better half has been in the travel industry for the past few years. One of the neat side effects of this is that whenever we need some obscure piece of flight information, he knows some neat and useful website that has it. And here be the links to said sites.

Shortly after I moved to Halifax, there was a big to-do about Sex?, the then-new Health Canada educational pamphlet handed out to 14-year-olds. Various people were all up in arms about it, particularly because it had a section on anal sex. I distinctly recall one older white male city councillor's objection that he'd been married for some forty years and had never had any need of "that sort of information." My first, flippant thought was that it sucked to be him then, didn't it. But the reality is that that information was included because the incidence of HIV was rising among teenage girls because they were engaging in unprotected anal sex as a pregnancy-free alternative, not having been properly educated that it's extremely high risk behaviour so far as disease goes - more so than vaginal sex. Far from being all, "Hey, you should do this," the pamphlet's purpose was to explain why, in fact, you might not want to, and if you do, how to do it without endangering your or anyone else's health. The age of sexual consent in Nova Scotia is 14. (Canada-wide, it ranges from 14 to 16 and back again, depending on who's in power and what part of their real job they're trying to avoid by pointlessly re-legislating the age.) People who are legally capable of sexual activity - I'll leave any moral, etc. discussion out of this - should be properly equipped with the information they need to make informed personal choices. I find it unconscionable that in this day and age, there are still teenagers who believe that you can't get pregnant the first time, or that you can get pregnant from using a boy's toothbrush. Actually, I find it inhumane. And while I do respect parents' right to educate their child(ren) themselves, the sad fact is that they frequently don't, or they do a half-assed job of it because they're crippled with embarrassment. I would consider a carefully researched, medically accurate pamphlet like Sex? to be a Godsend if I were the parent of a teenager, even if I expect that my kid would already know most of that directly from me already. I'd far rather embarrass the hell out of them and myself than possibly subject both of us to the potentially disastrous consequences.

So, why am I talking about issues a few years out of date in a place I'm not living right now? Well, because my anti-censorship button has just been stomped on by this bit of news from the BBC: When does kinky porn become illegal? A bill outlawing the possession of "extreme pornography" is set to become law next week. But many fear it has been rushed through and will criminalise innocent people with a harmless taste for unconventional sex. O_o So having, say, this icon on my hard drive could potentially be construed as illegal, depending on whose subjective definition of "extreme pornography" is being used. *borrows David Tennant's Doctor Who voice for a moment* "What? What???" Does not compute and oh holy hell, DO NOT WANT. This sort of thing right here is why I have to wear a damn retainer to protect me from teeth-grinding. My brain does not stoop to that level of idiocy.

In less inflammatory England-related news, it's been raining steadily and often quite hard today, for the first time since I got here. It seems I've been rather lucky in that department lately. :D Tbh, though, it's nice to see some rain after getting too much sun in Spain. The greyness of the day is not, however, helping with the sleepiness. I got a decent amount of sleep but have been fighting off the desire to go back to bed since about fifteen minutes after I got up. I'm afraid today has been completely useless so far as accomplishing anything goes. Well, unless one counts more or less catching up online as an accomplishment. I didn't comment on much but I at least skimmed everything.

On the lack of accomplishment list is feeding myself properly. I have gotten out of the habit of thinking of food planning and preparation, and I'm finding it exceedingly difficult to swing back into it. Granted, this was one of the reasons I wanted out on my own, which empirically speaking does seem eminently dumb, but emotionally was, I think, necessary, because my mother is one of the most voracious readers I know and cooking and baking fall a not-very-distant second to picking up a book for her favourite activity. So anytime I wanted something that was more complicated than warming it in the microwave, I just asked and she was genuinely happy to make me food. Which is good, and it was certainly convenient and welcome when I was tired, etc., but at the same time, it twinged on my dependency scales, even when it shouldn't have. I have a lot of knee-jerk reactions when it comes to my mother. What can I say?

Oooookay... I'm familiar with Come As You Are; I mean, hi, Queen West in Toronto. :D I did not, however, have the slightest idea that they started such a thing as the Toronto Erotic Arts & Crafts Fair. Dude. WTF?! Oooo though I like the knit boa - unless it's wool, in which case, I'd still be allergic lol (can't wear feathers - or fur! - either). O_O There seems to be a LOT of knitting-related kink links there, too. Hee.

Totally unrelated WTF...the dollar is a dollar???!!! Or so close as to be virtually indistinguishable. For those of you not Canuck or US border-dwellers, our vernacular is to say, "The dollar is $XX.XX," with 'the dollar' meaning the Canadian dollar and the given amount being the US dollar, which until recently was some-odd cents. They are not supposed to be fucking equal. Ow the economy!

The one Grammy that Green Day was up for, with U2, was part of the non-televised segment. All of those were posted on Grammy.com. ( The results.Collapse )

Taking charge of your health impinges on your sleep, man. I have some kind of appointment every morning this week. So if you see me online really late, boot my ass off, would ya? :)

And finally, ( baby pictures! :DCollapse )

And just to go to the entire opposite end of the spectrum, I was somewhat amused to discover that there is, in fact, such a thing as the SF Citadel. And by "Citadel," I *do* mean something along the lines of the Citadel RP over at JournalFen. Not exactly the same but similar enough. Heh.

MSN booted me. Stupid program. Oh well, at least I got to talk to my little sis for a bit before she takes off for Mexico with her family! *hugs*

My manicure lasted a week, which is about par for the course for me, lol. I broke a fingernail today and ended up filing them all and painted them black, because my toes are still a perfect, pretty blue and the combination amuses me.

Shockingly, I'm tired, and I think I'll sleep in just a bit. Or maybe not so shockingly as I was up till dawn this morning (/yesterday), although I did get sleep after that. My only problem with going to bed now is that I have no idea whereabouts I am on this burned DVD or how to get back to it if I lose my place LOL. Not that I'd exactly *mind* going through all the interviews and stuff again, but I'd like to finish a full run-through before I start to rewatch it!

Actually, shortly before I went to bed this morning, my cell phone rang and for a minute I was like, WTF I thought _somniac_, luthien123 & revid weren't getting together til Saturday! Which they weren't; 'twas cookie2697 calling from Reno after the Death Cab/Franz concert. :D I hope you did something scandalous, chickiboo! I almost had a heart attack when it rang b/c I had it on the "outdoor" (aka LOUD) setting so that I could hear it if it's stuck in my purse, or over the music; but I'd just turned everything off to go to bed and yeesh it scared me lol.

Bah. You know, I wanted to be in Cali so bad this weekend I could taste it. And if I had a buck for every time I've thought that in the past five years, I would have had enough money to go, too. And speaking of phones, I might be asleep but I will have the damn thing with me!

Was going to do some rambling about stories and kink and such but my brain is heading into sleep mode. I commented back to itthinghardon about having all this mental backstory that informed Transferal and while I don't think it would lend itself to creating a new little universe in this case - I think that's one best as a standalone - it's kind of cool to me that this particular story doesn't fit in my usual GD universe *at all* whereas almost everything else I've written does fit in there somewhere, or at least doesn't violate it. But this one was essentially AU, which was unexpected. I am usually a canon girl, albeit adapted for my own use, but still canon. Hell, even my one AU Rosfic is more canon than a lot of canon fic! So I find it interesting for me personally that I apparently needed an AU 'verse to deal with a subject that I have some trouble with. Heh and it actually started as being for the blindfold prompt and once I got into it, it occurred to me that it was probably the one time I would ever be comfortable throwing a collar in the mix.

You know, that's one problem with the 50kinkyways challenge: kinks are rarely singular. The crossover I'm working on (Downtown Whore) has ten million and two different things in it, and so does the other, freakish one that I've tentatively titled, Confectionary. And now that beelzezuk has posted for the tattoo prompt, I have no friggin' clue what to do with that prompt b/c all thoughts lead to her story, lol. I'm sure I'll come up with something - later.

Oh look at that. I rambled to explain that I wasn't going to ramble. *headdesk* Sleeeeeeep.

Bah, woke up just past 7 am and proceeded to lie there for another 45 minutes, only getting more and more wide awake as my damn brain started spinning. I finally gave up on getting any more sleep. No memorable dreams, lol, but there's a whackload of stuff floating around now and I feel the need to scribble about it. Mostly for my own edification and clarification. :)

( Ramblings about RPS, RPG, fanfiction in general, kinks, squicks, and assorted other adult-type shitCollapse )

Ran out of time so may edit later tonight. Read/wait/skip/whatever, lol. *smooches*