(o, this uncertainty is taking me over)

[riverdresses]

Eye exam tomorrow morning at nine-thirty. Grrrr. Definitely not looking forward to sporting my Tenth Doctor/Clark Kent specs or lacking my Edie Sedgwick-esque eye makeup. But I need an eye exam & more contacts quite badly, so sacrifices must be made, alas.

Damn, why don't I ever buy waterproof eye makeup? Waterproof eye makeup & defogger for my specs.

Screencapping continues to be a pain in my arse & there's a good chance that I'm just going to have to do it manually - screencapping is always nice, but doing it manually in VLC is such a drag - tedious, tiring & frustrating. But my caps just . . . vanish if I try to do it automatically, so if I want caps, I'll just have to do it all by hand. Ah, well. I've got some pretty subject matter to work with, so maybe it'll be less of a chore! It'll just take longer to get it all done.

& in less wah-wah-wah, I went skipping off to fanmix in search of Zod/Tess mixes & whilst I came up empty-handed (booo!) for them, I found - & yes, I'm shocked that I'm even going with this; but crack is fun - a really nice Zod/Lois mix! (Again, my shock is almost immeasurable, but Pandora is wicked shippy if you liked those two. & the phone fakeouts & Salvation up until the phonebooth scene are also pretty shippy. I'd . . . read it? & okay, maybe ship it. But I'm too busy scheming on how to promote moar Zod/Tess to think of them.)

I also forced myself to sit through watched Superman II last weekend. It was . . . well, not my thing, but it was nice. & I thought the fortress of solitude looked really Gallifreyan in design, which amused me during all the dull bits, i.e., the non-Zod or Clark bits.

& you know, the weirdest thing? I came out slightly hearteyes for Clark Kent. But then again, I've never been overly fond of Superman - he bores me, actually, & I was a Batman girl as a child. But Clark? Awww! He gets me right in my heart because of that sweet awkwardness he has. I like cutely awkward sorts!

Hmm. I remember once talking with nentari about how Sarah Jane Smith, in her early serials with Three, was very Lois Lane-esque herself, even in her wardrobe & overall look. I definitely saw that in the film & I sort of see it in Smallville!Lois too, even though I don't think she & Sarah are as much alike there. I think Smalliville!Lois is maybe a bit more Martha Jones-esque (especially in Pandora!) than Sarah-esque, but they're still a fair bit alike. But, hey, I loved Martha too, so it's a win-win situation all around.

& I'm pretty sure all of that preamble was just so I could mention how the Genesis song Me and Sarah Jane made me think of Clark & Lois without everyone thinking I'd lost my mind. (well, it sort of does! I think you just have to use your imagination to make it fit a bit.)

I went back to using my Twitter today at wordsindreams' enabling suggestion, since she's using hers more lately. I'm riverdresses there as well, should you want to follow me! (I update way too much there; you've been warned)

Hmm. Sort of want to practise my eye makeup now in lieu of of being able to wear any tomorrow - I know some of it will stay on & make it look like I have some on, so I'd have more of a Nico-esque, rather than Edie-esque look.

Also, LJ fucked around with the tags again, & made it so that any tag with a slash is basically a broken link, so I have to start reorganising my tags soon. GAH, WHAT THE FUCK WAS WRONG WITH THE OLD SYSTEM, REALLY.

Edit: AAAAH OMG, THE MAKER OF SAID MIX MADE A BUNCH OF BEAUTIFUL ZOD & ZOD/LOIS ICONS FUCK YES! ::DANCES:: (It's been a bitch to find good, gorgeous, awesome Zod-centric icons. I DO NOT APPROVE. ::hisses:: brb, swiping & uploading all of them.)

Edit II: I forgot to add above, that after a little thinkythink (& seeing the Zod/Lois icons I flailed about above), I've come to the conclusion that Zod/Lois = Simm!Master/Martha, but somehow, not as squick-inducing for me. (I can read Simm!Master/Martha, but it kind of makes me uncomfortable & I've never figured out why.) Zod/Lois, on the other hand is just hot & twisted, & not like Zod/Tess - that's just evil & hot. So I could feasibly enjoy them more than I ever could Simm!Master/Martha. Go figure.

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Part 1

[nentari.livejournal.com]

Greetings to Lillibet the wonderful Wonder Girl, Orc Queen Danielle and Professor Dave (he of the voice like smooth, rich chocolate).

Not zombie-related and only tangentially connected to Halloween, but after listening to your thoughts on The Princess Bride I decided to submit to you another work featuring the great Mandy Patinkin: the TV show Dead Like Me.
The premise of this show is that Death, rather than being the one directly involved in taking lives, acts as "upper management", merely deciding who is to die, and leaving the dirty work to his minions. The actual act of dying is caused by gremlin-like creatures known as Gravelings, while the Grim Reapers have the task of collecting the soul of the deceased and help them cross over. This should preferably be done before the actual death, in order for the person to feel no pain.
Grim Reapers, it should be noted, used to be normal human beings who become Death's assistants by mere luck (or lack of it, depending on your perspective). When you become a Reaper, Death attributes you with a random number of souls to collect; you'll never know what that number is until you reach it, at which point you'll be allowed to cross over, and the last soul you've collected will become a new Reaper.
We learn of this strange underworld of Gravelings and Reapers through the eyes of Georgia Lass, better known as George, who dies at the age of 18 when she is hit by a toilet seat from the de-orbiting Mir space station. She joins the team of Reapers specialized in deaths by "external influence" (i.e., murders, suicides and accidents) from her home town, Seattle. The fact that she's still close to the people and places she knew while she was alive add an extra amount of drama to the story since, besides having to cope with her new "life" as a Grim Reaper, she also has to witness how her dysfunctional family tries to cope with losing her. A funnier link to her old life is the fact that she goes back to work at her old job, and builds an interesting friendship with her insane and inappropriate boss Delores, who is probably one of Bryan Fuller's greatest comedic creations.
But back to the other Reapers. The head of the "external influence" group is Rube, played by Mandy Patinkin. He's the one who receives Death's list, handing to the others their assignments on post-it notes. (Something tells me Lillibet and Peggy will like him.) He becomes a surrogate father figure for George, whom he calls "Peanut", and is often frustrated by her.
Next is Roxy. I'm not going to tell you how she dies, since it's a big spoiler, but the very 1980s manner in which she died has made her a very angry and bitter woman.