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Questions Post #8, Poll #2: Emo

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Jossverse
Didn't Tim Minear (or David Greenwalt?) explicitly say in an interview that Fred was included in Connor's birth scene to fill out the role of the Virgin Mary? If so, can someone link the interview? Who?
How else is Connor's birth scene like the birth of Christ?
Why is Connor so fucked up?
What are the shower facilities like on Serenity?

Technicalities
Why does semagic close itself automagically so often?
Where on semagic does it tell people's birthdays?
Do you have to have PhotoShop to make cool graphics?
Isn't PhotoShop expensive? Did you all dl it? Isn't that illegal? Does that bother you?

Life
When I interrogated the mirror this morning I found that my hair had built a large but well fortified battlement atop my head, intent on defeating that mighty insurgent, the comb. But HAHAHAHA! The comb played the villainous hair for a fool, foiling its nefarious scheme of mischief and mayhem by not aproaching, instead retreating to the eternal peace of its crowded kingdom, the drawer. Wherefore the miscreant hair reared it's ugly split ends, as in a banner of victory, mocking the cowardly comb with wild abandon and occasional snarling.

Meanwhile, my oft treacherous jeans took the opportunity to sway the allegiance of my much beloved shirt, a shirt which I have lovingly attended with the tender ministrations of a friend and ally, the kind of ally who knows you must be kind to anything you put against your boobs. But alas, that sneaking and insideous zipper, so intent on degenercy and disgrace that it descends, drops, falls, without the least provocation, and despite my better efforts to raise it back up into the light, to Eden and to heaven and the proximity of my naval with a safety pin, that zipper connived with its foul intent to disrobe me by stealing away yet another buttor from my beloved shirt. It became, if you will, a turn-shirt, exposing my vulnerable flesh to the wanton eye.

And then, what should happen but the coffee maker, spying the way my hair had taken to with my scalp, and the way my abdomen was bared of all defenses, judged me but a weak accomplice at best, and issued the poorest, most watery of coffee... an underhanded move--not out and out villainy (decaf) but still, a blow, a crippling blow indeed.

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OMG NO I REALLY, REALLY NEED TO KNOW RIGHT NOW:

Anything going on with you? Fic bits you want to share? Stories? Jokes? Adventures in clothing, coffee, and hair? Thoughts about wearing hardware store shirts with other people's names on them? Odes to the dodo bird? Your favorite quote? Words you keep meaning to start using, but don't? Phrases? What you did last summer? How many licks it takes? The meaning of life?

I demand from each of you either one thing very clever, be it prose or verse, original or repeated -- or two things moderately clever -- or three things very dull indeed. And I engage to laugh heartily at them all.

*clings madly to lj*

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It is from A Little Princess. I love your tastes in books! One day, I'm going to get a header made of this, this and possibly the picture of Sara in the pink dress walking in on Becky asleep in her chair... both are so much how I feel about lj as an escape and a warm cozy place...

I'm still not sure what emo is. Some people say it's music, some say it's teenage angst, some say it's more undergrad or grad age angst, a slightly more intellectual angst, and when I first heard the term it was to refer to those snobby intellectual types who think that only the things that're uncommercial and untrendy are cool. I don't know!

I have a My Space account. Apparently because I'm an emo teenager. Yis.

I'm sad about you and coffee. It makes me want to cry. (Why is the thunder so ANGRY?) I love tea on rainy and cold days, and chomomile tea when I can't get to sleep at night, but OMG coffee. Sbux has good tea though.

under "Journal", then "Edit Friends" you probably want to click on the "Update from server" occasionally.

Thanks!

I *think* you can get smaller versions for cheaper, but I don't know how *much* cheaper.

My mom got an old one...it was given to her so I don't know how much it's worth...but an example of how old it is? It's on floppy.

To hell with funny, I find you highly entertaining. That sounds like an awesome book. Sounds like I should go read the other one by him because if I read this one I'll be waiting for Olympus to come out and waiting is never good. I definitely love books with lots of literary references...I usually don't get them all, but it makes me feel all special. And intimidated. Like T.S. Eliot. Poor guy.

But my bra today was lovely!

The thing is, there were no local coffee shops around my parts until after Starbucks. Once Sbux started showing up, other small time coffee shops like it popped up, but before that, the only place to sit and gab and just drink a cup of coffee was downtown, and Houston downtown is eensy compared to the large urban--and suburban--sprawl.

Also, I started loving coffee by drinking the caffeine products that tasted nothing like coffee and working my way up. Mmmm mmm espresso now is the only way to go.

A lick? Did I say something about lick? Mmph? It's a slow stroke of the tongue across something. *licks your ear*

OMG FRIENDSHIP HAIR! Well, mine was never thin. It was incredibly thick, always. But it's all frizzy and curly now though it was straighter and smoother when I was young. I keep wanting to get mine cut short, but then I'll have days like this past Saturday where I wake up and OMG, it's SO FREAKIN' GORGEOUS. And then there's days like today I'm afraid to comb it it's so fucked up. But OMG YAY HAIRCUT! Even if it's still tangly I love that feeling when you go to put in the shampoo and you have SO MUCH LEFT OVER AND YOU CAN FEEL YOUR NECK AND FOR A SECOND IT'S LIKE, OH FUCK, WHERE'S MY HAIR? But then you just revel at feeling the water where you didn't feel it so intensely before.

I am never random; what're you talking about? Hee!

funny, my bra was too tight but my skirt and shirt were lovely!

cappuccino with tons of sugar is as close as I get to espresso.

*licks her lollypop and wonders why her ear is suddenly wet*

I never bring a comb near my hair. But sometimes it is just GORGEOUS and sometimes it just HIDEOUS and I spend my time hoping I have a gorgeous day when there's a special occasion. curly hair has a mind of it's own. I'd really like my mind and my hair's mind to meld. brain melding!!! (I totally didn't get the second half of your hair paragraph but I'm going to pretend like I did, k?).

I'm going to someday. It just takes me so fuckin LOOOONG to write anything. But! I am playing with a Connor fic which is part of the reason I asked the Mary question. I really can't find any other references besides LMR so maybe I did dream it. WHATEVER, it's my own personal canon. Stolen from you. The trouble is whenever I go to write Connor I write around Connor, like the glow to bring out a haze.

Aren't we all.

Yay, Kita love! *snuggles you back*

GAH... I am tremendously boring, so I offer three things very dull indeed, I am afraid.

1. Hair--Oh dear lord, how very much I need to have something done to mine. I'm growing it out, which is great, but the whole not really doing anything to it for fear of screwing it up in the meantime has wrought havoc that must needs be corrected very soon. Because it's driving me bug-shagging crazy.

2. I have no phrases I mean to start using, but I need to quit with using "for serious" instead of "seriously," because I'm now at the point where I'm on my own nerves with it.

3. Coffee has become a shameful, woeful addiction here lately, and I'm drinking far too much of it. Which is going to make the whole "kicking the caffeine habit" suck big freaking boulders when I finally get around to it.

See? Told you I was crazy boring.

Birthday thing: I know nothing about Semagic except it was mean to me the one time I tried to use it, but you can get your birthdays this way, too: TKP's Friendly Birthdays (http://www.livejournal.com/birthdays.bml?user=tkp).

(Incidentally: Much woe and lamentation re: the villainous rending of your faithful and verily most favored garment. :( )

Huzzah for skirts. I always feel twirly and girly when I wear a skirt, like I could sing a song.

I forgot I asked how many licks! Well, depends on whether I'm doing both ears.

I actually don't really comb my hair either; I wash it, comb my hands through it, then let it dry naturally and it's all curly and bouncy...sometimes gorgous and sometimes hideous, like yours. But today, really, it should've been brushed; it was more horrifying than ANYTHING I've EVER seen before (and I didn't wash it. I wore a bandana when I went to the grocery story so no one would see.)

I wonder if Spock mind melded with his hair and that was why it was so straight? He should've melded Captain Kirk's hair, ew.

Oops heh. Sometimes I am incoherent. I meant that it was cool you got your hair cut. And I like it when I get mine cut really short and it feels funny to wash, because you're used to washing more hair!

1. I know what you mean. I'm growing mine long too, which always meant before that I never did anything to it. But now I have this fabulous hairdresser who trims it just so so all my curls look fabulous, without taking too much off each time.

2. At least you don't say "for certain sure."

3. Coffee became a severe problem for me last year. I love it more than life itself (ok, sorta), but I think my body has serious problems with it. As soon as I stopped drinking it cold turkey, I felt much...more relaxed all the time. I've slowly started picking it back up, but only like a cup a week...and I never have Coca Cola or anything like that with caffeine; I reserve my intake for espresso and chocolate. Still, coffee tends to give me headaches, and if I drink it after noon there's no way I'm getting to sleep before 4 am.

You're not boring. I am not Emma Woodhouse! But even if I was she would not find you boring!

Semagic is very very nice to me. You should give it another try. And thank you for the birthday list! I'm bad at keeping up with people's birthdays. And I always mean to do a special post to wish people happy bday, but then I forget or get delayed and am late...most of all I fear I'll forget someone, and they'll be like, she did a post for every bday but mine! So I tend to just stay away or drop a comment if I happen to notice.

The shirt is okay but yea, verily, missing a button. Zounds! It was actually my mom's shirt...it's around 25 years old, but it's a freakin' AWESOME shirt.

I have this fabulous hairdresser who trims it just so so all my curls look fabulous, without taking too much off each time.
Woo! Awesome. I have a very good hairdresser--I just have to get off my lazy behind and go. And also figure out what I want to do with it--I think I might want to brown, but I've got blonde now, and I think if I could do blonde with big chunky lowlights I would be happiest, but I have to convince her of anything involving darker than I have now. Heh--see why I opt for hanging out on the couch anytime this comes up?

At least you don't say "for certain sure."
LOL... very true. Although I do abuse the word "dude" to a ridiculous extent. I don't even mean to most of the time, but it slips out like some people say "um." *headdesk* So much untraining of self to do...

I love it more than life itself (ok, sorta), but I think my body has serious problems with it. As soon as I stopped drinking it cold turkey, I felt much...more relaxed all the time.
I think that might be a big part of my problem; I have headaches and too-tense muscles and all that jazz far too often, and I think it's because of the drastic uptick in caffeine consumption. I'd been doing better there for a while, and that was when I was taking the Nancy Reagan approach to the coffee and soda.

And I always mean to do a special post to wish people happy bday, but then I forget or get delayed and am late...most of all I fear I'll forget someone, and they'll be like, she did a post for every bday but mine!
I'm so bad for that--I'll do one, and not another, or forget some, or just miss them if I'm not on LJ, and I always feel so crappy about it. I think I'm going to be lame and do a "first day of the month happy birthday round-up" thing, like they used to do in my elementary school on the last day of school (so the kids with summer bdays [like me] still got to hear their names on the intercom for non-delinquent purposes).

it's around 25 years old, but it's a freakin' AWESOME shirt.
Oooh--those are the best ones, though. The shirts of inherited awesomeness are forces to be reckoned with; they're also generally the ones that are best for confidence and general positive mood-ness. Did it rip the fabric, or can you stitch it back on?

Are you naturally blonde? Do the lowlight thing...if your hair is curly it's the awesomest. Well, I did highlights; my hair is very dark, but my hairdresser did a really really subtle dark gold on the edges of the curls so you can SEE the curls because they're all outlined. But yeah, decision making is hard. The hairdresser is a friend so I just tell him to think about it, and make him decide what I want to do!

I say dude too much too. What's funny is I didn't until around September last year. I just sorta...picked it up when VK said it to me in a dream. Really!

*pets your head and tight muscles* Yeah, it might really be the caffeine.

Heh. Birthday round-up might be good! My birthday was always the first day of school when I was little, so it was always weird. I've done birthday posts for a couple people, but it was kinda random.

Dude, I typoed; this shirt is 35 years old. And yay, it's not ripped; I just have to find the button and sew it back on...I've already done that with three buttons on this shirt, so no big. It's just...ah! Attacking clothes! Run away!

Emo is definitely the new goth with the self-hate. And I checked 'emo' on all the ticky boxes that said emo because what ISN'T emo these days? I mean, seriously. Emo has definitely taken over all our lives and it's craziness. Myspace is just a place where emo kids can look all mysterious and take pictures with only half their face showing or with some hair draped suspiciously over their faces. I have mad emo hate, if you haven't already heard :) (starbucks is so emo).

You know what started this whole damn emo trend? Harry mothereffin' POTTER! He's got the scarf, the glasses, and all that whiny crybaby baggage bullshit. DOWN WITH HARRY!

go here (it's my speshul myspace):

http://myspace.com/emopimple

I joined myspace because, you know, musician. And that seems to be what it's for. I couldn't figure it out at ALL but that's because I was seeing myspace in LJ terms and it's the exact opposite of LJ: Myspace is to hook people up in RL, whereas LJ is to hook people up online. Thus, myspace, while having a blogging tool, is mostly used for event invitations (RL events). Once you accept the paradigm, it makes sense. That said, I hate myspace because it's not LJ!!!!!

I use a free photoshop knock off you can download called the Gimp. You can google it. I like it and free!

Starbucks is everywhere and since I don't drink coffee mostly a pain in the ass when people want to meet/go there. Their tea is crap, their chai lattes are crap. They sell iced tea but don't have lemon. Their sandwiches are pretty good but not worth a special trip at all. So Starbucks? Whatever.

Redeeming Starbucks quality: chocolate covered grahams. *Tasty*.

I know what you mean, but Starbucks is really only emo in some emo crowds. In other emo crowds, anything commercial or corporate is teh evil...only indie films, music, and shops work for them because they DO NOT FOLLOW TRENDS. Except for the trend of not following trends. *facepalm*

I love Harry Potter, but I totally think he bumped up the glasses and scarf thing to new levels.

Huh? Whose My Space is that? Because I see a pic that looks like you friended. And I now have a My Space account (because my BFF has it and it's apparently where I should go to spazz with her online, nevermind that she won't get an lj) and could friend you and we could hate on it together! Except I'm not much for hating the places that host me even when they're lame. Oh well.

Yeah, I got My Space because of my friend, and I am also not liking it because it's not lj. What's funny is I told her she should try lj and she said, "no! I went to it and it was confusing because it's not My Space!" and oh, I'm going to find you and add you, if that's ok.

Cool! Thanks for the heads up on the knock off.

I love coffee. Also, I love that they started selling sandwiches. When I was in England there were so many places that sold pre-made sandwiches, and it was so nice because it was a good way to get meat on the go that was even faster (and healthier) than fast food. But I bet there are many places like that in NYC since it's so cosmopolitan.

have you tried their toffee almond bars? omg mmm.

Sandwiches? Probably the same as everywhere in terms of delis. Lots of expensive sandwiches available and I love Pret which I think is British, so you've probably had that!

Yeah, I think I'm too in LJ head to get into myspace. I kept asking people what the point was. They looked at me like I was from Mars (which I am but that's not the point!). I think it will be good for touring - meeting people and finding places to play and co-billers, etc. But for blogging? None of us use it for that. There's no point.

And add me (see? I almost said friend me when it's not the same!) and I'll add you back! Email if you can't find me.

I haven't! Something to look forward to. People drag me there all the time and, presence of half-and-half notwithstanding, their tea situation is sub-par.

Tim Minear claims he did not realize that the Connor birth scene paralelled the birth of Crist paintings. I claim he is on crack. Or possibly he remembered that John Lennon was pilloried when he said the Beatles were more popular than Jesus and Tim figured he'd ignore the issue.

The real question is why isn't Connor even more fucked up?

In space, no one can smell your sweat.

I couldn't take your poll because you didn't list the correct responses:

The term "emo" means: your are 16 and dress in black.

My Space is: something I can't be bothered with.

Starbucks is: A place I would never go inside of.

As far as me, I have just posted my latest recap of "24" in case you didn't understand what was going on.

Do you know where that interview is? And do you have a link? And will you give it to me?

Everyone single person as a different definition of emo! It's no easier to decipher than it was before.

I can't believe you'd never go inside a Starbucks. God do I love that place.

And omg, yay. I was beginning to think you weren't going to do one. I can't believe how UTTERLY WRETCHED this week's ep was. Okay, more complaining over on your lj.

Yeah, the sandwiches are nothing special, but I love how you can buy them pre-made like a bag of chips. And I love Pret. In England, even Tesco's had sandwiches.

EXACTLY, OMG, WHAT IS THE POINT OF MY SPACE?? Though I kinda get it as a musician. It's a great way to advertize.

Ok!

I like Sbux tea. It's Tazo. I'm sad you don't like Tazo. You know what's good tea? The Republic of Tea. So good!

He's hard to do. I agree. I'm always around for chat though, and I know Fod would chomp at the bit to beta some good Connor fic.

Doooooooo eeeeeeeeeeeeeet.

I have your answer about the Tim Minear and Connor as Christ question. I couldn't find a link so I transcribed it. It's on the DVD Lullaby commentary with Mere Smith and Tim Minear:

Mere: I also really liked this with Fred there. I got the Virgin Mary imagery.
Tim: We have smart Christian imagery here. The reason Fred is in this scene was because I didn’t want Angel or Darla to cry. Because that would feel pathetic and maudlin. But I wanted somebody there who could represent the tears and represent the audience, which is why I put Fred into the mix. So she could actually do this as she’s doing. Also I wrote it so that Fred could be holding this coat over Darla so that there’s not rain falling on her. Well that looked ridiculous. So I just sort of had her put the coat over her head and suddenly she did look like the Virgin Mary. So while I’d love to take credit for this Christian imagery and this virgin birth. It was a fluke. I realized this as it was happening and I certainly milked it, and I thought it worked kind of well.

And my three things:

1. I need to get my hair cut. When my hair gets long the curls start to weigh down my hair and it gets flat. But I love having long hair so I always put it off.

2. OMG there was just a centipede in my apartment!! I am very afraid of bugs and couldn't pull myself together quickly enough to kill it. It's disappeared. WHERE DID IT GO?!!! This is when I hate living alone (most of the time I love it) because there's no one around to dispose of bugs for me.

3. One of my favourite quotes is, of course: "Will you please call me Cordelia?" she said earnestly.
"Call you Cordelia! Is that your name?"
"No-o-o, it's not exactly my name, but I would love to be called Cordelia. It's such a perfectly elegant name."

Oh, thank you so so so so so so so time eleventy billion much for transcribing that! I haven't watched any of the commentaries...I really should, huh? And dude, didn't even think about how the Fred coat looked all Mary veil like. Thanks again.

1. Mine used to do that, but the way my hairdresser does it now makes it so it's relatively long while still holding curl. I'm not sure I'll ever get it as long as I used to wear it when I was in my preteens, though. It was down to my waist.

2. Ah! Ah! I'm sorry. I don't mind bugs except for roaches. Once, when I was like in 6th grade, I was sleeping over with some friends at my other friends' house, and we saw one like at one in the morning. We were so scared of it we all slept on her bed instead of on the floor like we'd meant to (and instead of in the living room, because the living room is where we saw it)...and she had like a single, not even a twin, and there were FOUR of us, and I had someone's feet in my face the whole time, and I HATE FEET! But not as much as roaches. I'm sorry about your bug. *pets you*

3. What is your NAME child, and no more foolishness!
Anne Shirley. Plain old unromantic Anne Shirley.
Anne Shirely is a fine, sensible name, and not one to be ashamed of.
Oh, I'm not ashamed! But if you're going to call me Anne, make sure and spell it with an e.
What difference does it make how it is spelled?
It makes a lot of difference! Print out A-N-N and it looks...absolutely dreadful! But Anne with an E is quite distinguished.
Very well then, Anne, with an E, how is it that you happen to be brought and not a boy?
If I were very beautiful, and had nut brown hair, would you keep me?
No, we have absolutely no use for a girl. Oh, don't stare there gaping! Since you're here we might as well put you somewhere for the night.

I just realized I can probably recite that WHOLE DAMN THING! Gah!

My children say that emo is like punk, only not as anarchic (is that a word?) and more "emo-tional", hence the name, emo...I say they are full of shit.

I am trying to stop using the f-word, since I get so much gaffe from everyone about the amount of times I use it in one day, so instead I am saying "Snakes on a plane"...it is much less offensive, and people give you interesting looks...plus, it means something different to everyone.

Starbucks is the Devil. End of story.

I'm writing again. That is of the good.

Coffee? I grind my own beans (yah, I know, how anal retentive is that? ITS FRESHER!) and we're using about 5 lbs. a week...therefore, make no loud noises around our house, we're all jittery like crack addicts.

*WOE* over your hair problems and your wardrobe malfunction...I empathize completely...

Yeah, emo seems somehow less...violent than punk. I mean, just listen to the music.

Dude, swearing is weird for me. I naturally swear. A whole lot. I do in my head like I was born with it or something. And I do not find it offensive AT ALL. But my BFF since SECOND GRADE, and my mom, really hate it, and these are people I love and see a lot, so I really tone it down around them, out of you know, respect...but I see them so much it's like I never swear, and so it's a kinda stifled feeling, like I can never say exactly what I want. What's ended up happening is if someone is around me who is swearing, I slip into it all comfortable like, like a drawl. But if the people around me aren't, I don't, out of habit. And that makes me feel a bit...I don't know, conventional! /rant

But yeah, snake on a plate is good.

crazydiamondsue likes "sack of monkeys".

*loves the devil, not really, but omg, Starbucks!*

Yay, writing!

And omg, hair, it's like the universal mixer. Even people with gorgeous hair have days where they hate their hair. It makes me want to hold hands with people and sing kumbaya, except for the feeling that my hair is secretly worse than everyone else's in the whole world's.

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