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Questions Post #8, Poll #2: Emo

And save me from my real life.

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.

[Poll #704339]

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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Answers require elaboration! Because I do that.

Emo = omg, so cute! In a way that they would *hate* but seriously, aww, wee, existential angst and suffering in what is usually a pretty good life, but it's so SINCERE. It's adorable. Particularly emo boys, but on emo girls as well. Shh, never tell them I said that.

My Space is *shudder* busy and shallow and not a good place for actual conversation - the crucial key to my happiness.

Starbucks is - everywhere and, worse, not actually GOOD coffee. Better than work coffee, but...

To your other answers!

Semagic should give birthdays when you click on the friends tab.
I don't have photoshop because I have no icon ability - and not the patience to learn.

And omg, your jeans are trying to make you NUDE! I would laugh except for the fact that your description of coffee has traumatized me and - oh man, you need a REAL cup!

I run! I scurry!

No one seemed to be able to keep track of who they wanted to play the Virgin Mary to Connor, although Fred is the one during that scene in the alley, Cordelia is doing the job here (http://pics.livejournal.com/ros_fod/pic/0000t5t8), with the Three Wise ~~Men~~ Persons bearing the Miracle Baby gifts.

*zooooooooooom!*

I have a strong need for a random screened tee-shirt from a kiosk at the mall with a little dark-haired boy that reds: Manuel loves Gramma.

Just to walk around and wear a random child on my teets. That would be satisfying.

And I keep meaning to use "rat farts" more, but I haven't. I'll get on that.

I've heard lots of different explanations of what emo is. Yours does align with what I've seen...especially the having a good life but so sincere about their existential angst. I have trouble finding it cute. I just want to shout, get over yourself!

My BFFs have My Space; I got an account to talk to them...but then realized, as you say, it's not good at all for talking. I want to tell them to get lj (ok, I did) but I'm not so sure they would understand my predilection for vampire porn. Or even my predilection for the word "predilection."

I like Starbucks Americanos, and Starbucks espresso. It depends on the machine though; if it's the newest espesso machine omg heaven, but if it's one of the older ones, eh.

Oh, whoa, I'm lame. I didn't even know what all those buttons in the corner (on semagic) were!

My clothing was unkind today.

I love coffee, like life itself; I wish it was the blood that flows through my veins. Except that my body would reject it, because drinking coffee often gives me headaches, and often makes me lose sleep...even when I drink it in the morning. My body is just an utter spazz about any form of caffeine, so I really cut back, because it kinda freaked me out... And so I read your posts about your coffee, good or bad, and just...lust for what I can't have. And then I see your mood theme and just...lust for what I can't have. Don't cry for me, it's okay. *emo-tes*

I never noticed that!

That's one thing I love about AtS though. Anyone can fall into any metaphoric place you want them too. IT'S SO UNBELIEVABLY WHOA AND WOE-FUL TO WRITE, OMG.

What you SHOULD do is get a REAL boy, and ask him about his granny until he starts wailing and crying of his own free will, and then you can admire his pudgy red face with impunity. Or lots and lots of punity because you made him cry, but who cares if you lock him in the closet?

OR you could find a child and shrink him down to pint-size, and place him on the shelf of your teats, (it catches the crumbs that tumble when I'm eating, so he'll have plenty of nourishment) and give him a ride.

OR: ELEPHANT BALLS.

Holtz pointing the crossbow at baby Connor is reminiscent of King Harod, who, upon hearing of the birth of a new King, slew every first born male child in the kingdom. But the Holy Family escaped because God came to Joseph in a dream and told him to take Mary and the baby Jesus to Egypt; which is kind of like Wes pulling up in the car to whisk them away. If the convertible was, you know, a donkey.

Emo is Sartre updated for the new millenium. Starbucks is evil. My Space is a giant pick-up joint for people who can't carry on a conversation in person.

My answer to all questions today is, "Huh?"

Also, when I tried to post this, MY CONNECTION WAS REFUSED! You hate me, don't you? Plus the intrawebz hate me! God, life sucks and my life is the suckiest of all! <-- [emo]

What is going on with me...

Today I had a mini freak out, along the lines of "I don't wanna be a grownup! I don't wanna make life-changing decisions!" which... I'm not quite over yet. And don't intend to be, until a real grownup tells me what to do.

I am like this close || to finishing my CYA fic yay.

And that's about it.

Dude, sounds like the inanimate objects in your life are conspiring against you. Watch your back.

I'd thought of Holtz as Herod, but not of the convertible trip to Egypt...thank you.

Emo is Sartre updated for the new millenium.

I think I missed the existentialist aspect first time through. I was too intent on the black-rim glasses.

Starbucks is evil.

I love it.

My Space is a giant pick-up joint for people who can't carry on a conversation in person.

My BFF keeps trying to convince me it's to network bands. I find it freaky how many people use their real pictures as icons, when on lj that's just lame.

No I love you! But I hate me! My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes! <--[ditto]

And happy birthday. Or a very merry unbirthday, if today is your unbirthday. I am like you, bad at keeping track, and hoping everyone will just ignore mine (because no one knows it and I'm not telling! MWAHAHAHAHA!) so I shall shut up now.

Oog. And I thought I had a bad day, what with narrowminded coworkers and all. But when the daywear rebels and the coffee performs sabotage... Ouch!

Don't worry, we love you anyway. Though I suspect that there are those that might love you more after a successful clothing coup...

(Clever? In public? Nonononononono!)

Today I had a mini freak out, along the lines of "I don't wanna be a grownup! I don't wanna make life-changing decisions!" which... I'm not quite over yet. And don't intend to be, until a real grownup tells me what to do.

That is actually what is happening to me RIGHT NOW, except I didn't want to go all emo over my lj so I rambled about my clothes instead. I prefer to focus on trivial conspiracies when LIFE CONSPIRES AGAINST ME BY THRUSTING ME KICKING AND SCREAMING INTO ADULTHOOD. I almost wrote quicking instead of kicking and then I deleted it and put kinking. Possibly because I was thinking of adulthood as a giant reverse-vagina. I CANNOT HELP THE SICKNESS OF MY MIND, SEMBY. *smooches*

What does CYA stand for anyway?

Yeah except I can't watch my back without a mirror and today the mirror was LAUGHING at me. *woe*

*freaks out some more. With you. Tostitos?*

At least the coworkers were not conspiring to GET YOU NAKED. O.o Or maybe they were? Their minds are dim, dim and fraudulent and hokey, filled with adjectives the DO NOT APPLY.

*snuggles you*

*naked*

*couped of clothing*

*doesn't care that couped is not a word*

Hi!

The sickness of your mind is plenty entertaining, so I don't think any of us mind.

CYA = Choose Your Author. First everyone signs up with a profile about what they typically write, and what they think they could write, and then those were all posted (minus names) and people then posted requests, pointed at specific author profiles on the basis of "it sounds like this person would care about my pairing/do it justice." Fun times.

Tostitos!

Oh, thank you, I've been wondering what it stood for but I've just been too lazy to look it up.

Tostitos!

Is how you get 100 dead babies out of a blender!

I give you big hug and silly song.

Hugh Laurie and Stephen Fry - Where is the Lid?

you have scary clothes

or the person in the clothes is scary

I love your posts, I usually don't understand everything in them, but I love them :D

I used Fred as the Virgin in LMR. Which is not to say my fic is anywhere near canon, but since you are enamored of LMR, maybe you confused it with something else?

OTOH, Fod has theories about Fred and her was-going-to-be-love/sex-interest for Connor, before Marsters showed up and VK had to leave and S5 ensued and S6 was cancelled. Pick her brain about it all some time. It's good eats.

Connor's fucked up cause he was weaned and raised in a Hell dimension by an insane preacher. I defy anyone to find sanity that way. Thank goodness for mindwipes, says I.

Erm. I love the evol Starbucks coffee and I think Myspace is a pick up joint OL for teenies, isn't it?

Other than that, I got nothing. :{

((hugs you anyways))

Ahhhhhhhhhh! Cruel! I can't listen to anything on this comp; it doesn't have a sound card.

But thanks just the same. ((hugs)) <--clingy arms.

Is that picture from "A Little Princess"? It looks like it should be, even if it's not.

As for your poll about "emo," I feel slightly too old to really understand it fully. I didn't really become aware of the whole thing until recently. It seems you have to be very mopey and glum to be emo? So, in other words, a teenager?

My Space is another phenomenon that seems to be linked to teenagers. At least that's what I read about in the paper -- words of warning directed at parents. "Warn your teen not to reveal private information!!!" etc. Also about how it's full of sexual predators. Yikes!

To complete my ignorance of your poll subjects, I never learned to like coffee. I am, however, a tea addict. In fact today I got another shipment of tea from my favorite tea bar, which sent me (*counts up on fingers*) 900 g of tea leaves. That should last me a few months. Starbucks only matters to me when I'm desperate for a pastry!

If you ever figure out why Semagic sometimes closes itself, please let me know too! I see someone told you about how to do the birthday thing. You might want to know that under "Journal", then "Edit Friends" you probably want to click on the "Update from server" occasionally. This just updates all your flist info, including their birthdays.

I don't do fancy icons, but my brother is a graphic artist. My understanding is that there are multiple versions of Photoshop. The full version is indeed very expensive. I *think* you can get smaller versions for cheaper, but I don't know how *much* cheaper.

I am just not good with the clever or funny, although I wish I were so I could divert you after your battle with clothing, hair, coffee... But I will tell you that I'm reading a book that somehow I think you might like. Ilium by Dan Simmons. Hmmm, here's a review if you want to check it out. The reason I think you might like it is the mixture of science fiction and literary references.

I am enamored of LMR but I saw it elsewhere. I'm sure I did, and I thought there was an interview where Minear (or someone) talked about (or vehemently denied) that the birth of Connor was meant to be Christ-like. Or I could be, you know, on crack?

VK left because of JM? Don't they know VK should've stayed on because of JM? *bonks them on head* That's interesting. Btw, I really really really loved the link you left to

stoney321's Fic in Triptych a while back, with the Fred/Connor parallels. I just read a fic recently in which Fred is reluctant to get it on with Gunn the summer after S3 because everything's so fucked up, and because of Connor. And I started thinking yeah, with just those three at the hotel, things would've been kinda awkward, especially because Connor is so curious and rather awkward as far as sex goes (I seriously had never thought about that before). And then I thought about how Angelus mentioned listening to Fred/Gunn get it on, and I was like, man, like father like son (well, that I had thought of before, but not in terms of paralleling voyeurism of Fred/Gunn). And now I want to do a fic in which both Angel and Connor are stuck one night listening to Fred/Gunn sex (Connor because he has his ear to the wall and Angel because he can't get the fuck away from it with his hyper hearing) and then of course there's dirty!bad!wrong father/son sex. *coughs* But anyway, Fred/Connor, hmm. Interesting.

oh. The whole hell dimension thing. Well, there's that.

I love Sbux. My BFFs (okay, 2 out of 3 of them) have My Space and I DON'T LIKE IT but I got one anyway. Though I defy anyone to pick me up; I am most hostile when it comes to that. Even unwittingly so.

And thanks. I'm all wobbly today.

I love the person in your clothes! The nekkid person in your clothes!

And yes. Sometimes I am callous and strange. I am sorry I am so spazzy, but if you squint really hard, and ignore every other word I say, sometimes I make sense. I'm glad for people like you who put up with me anyway!

((((massive hugs and CHEESE!))))

your life is intense. I will never look at clothes the same way.

Starbucks is killing the local coffee shop but it's fantastic when us non coffee lovers need some caffeine in the form of coffee that tastes nothing like coffee.

what is a lick anyway? I went into more detail here but it began to sound sketchy and sexual at which point I deleted it and will repeat: what is a lick anyway?

I got my hair cut over the weekend. It was pretty until I decided to wash it and it became the same old tangled mess it's been all my life. Except that it was thin and only slightly wavy when I was younger but decided it felt like being frizzy and curly and thick several years ago.

I love being random. It's way too amusing.

OOOOOH. F/G with A/C undertones and smut OMG OMG OMG write that plz. It's uhm....Passover soon! Yes! It can be a lovely Passover gift. To me. *cough*

Minear and/or et al don't know their own symbolismstrength! Ha!

Also, per Fod again, Marsters cost too much $$ so others had to go. WB insisted on Marsters. Which the Spangel lover in me rejoices over, but the rest of me goes...dude. Wherefore art the Connor arc, the Congel, the Sponnor, the ressurection of Lilah and hello SOME FUCKING PLOT RESOLUTION. I might still be bitter about the cancellation.

TKP'S should never be all wobbly!! (hugs you again) *smooches you too*

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