Varsity! (one last time)
The last of the Varsity ice hockey games between Oxford and Cambridge universities is tomorrow evening, at Cambridge Ice Arena, at 5pm. I will be playing for Cambridge Huskies B against Oxford Vikings C.
- Will it be high quality hockey? No
- Will it be entertaining? Absolutely
- Will I fall over? Obviously
- Will I get in a fight? Maybe, if someone touches my goalie
My goalie is one of the Men's Blues, who put on goalie pads for the first time on Tuesday. Generally the squad is the people who couldn't play Varsity for Huskies or Women's Blues, plus the aforementioned novice in goal and an experienced goalie skating out. Our attempt at an entire forward line of goalies was regrettably thwarted by people having other commitments.
The results of the other Varsity games this year were:
- Cambridge Narwhals v Oxford Vikings A: won by Cambridge
- Cambridge Huskies v Oxford Vikings B: won by Oxford
- Cambridge Women's Blues v Oxford Women's Blues: won by Oxford
- Cambridge Men's Blues v Oxford Men's Blues: won by Cambridge
So this is both a not very serious game, and vitally important to win the best of five.
I'm still getting used to my new skates so I'll be playing this (and my other game for Kodiaks on Sunday) in the old ones.
Excerpt from Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.”
Robert Frost
Projects.
Adjusting to the new schedule's going well enough. As with many jobs, getting a good night's sleep beforehand is key to a good day. I'm hoping to be done by July, which is why I told my client it might take me until August.
4 ironies make a post
• I finally remembered to book the moving van today, yay for brain dumps! They seem to be the pen and paper equivalent of taking everything out of your purse and shaking it to find the keys you know are in there but can’t find. Sometimes you really do have to turn things off and back on again.
• I have started packing up the bathroom and the closet, and I feel less ready for the move than I did a few days ago? Dunno what that’s about.
• I feel better enough to work tomorrow, and am encouraging everyone to mask up bc even the illnesses out there that aren’t the flu and Covid are apparently still fucking miserable to have. Seriously, do not get this thing. I don’t even remember Tuesday, and Monday is real sketchy in some places but what I know of from my texts sent at the time is that I was “sleepy, groggy, dizzy, achey, cough-y, headaching, and cold. It’s like the seven dwarves of sick in here.”
fic: Not time’s fool, Narnia, Caspian/Lucy, 9/?
Chapters: 9/?
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia - C. S. Lewis
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Caspian/Lucy Pevensie
Characters: Lucy Pevensie, Caspian (Narnia), Ramandu's Daughter | Liliandil, Edmund Pevensie, Peter Pevensie, Polly Plummer, Digory Kirke, Eustace Scrubb, Lord Rhoop (Narnia)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Voyage of the Dawn Treader, Romance, Sailing, Prophecy
Series: Part 3 of An ever-fixèd mark
Summary:
By remaining in Narnia, and not going home again, Lucy had purposefully thrown herself in the path of fate, making herself the obstacle to derail the terrible train of events from its determined track, which had the prophesied end of all Narnia at its end, and her own premature death in a ruined railway carriage. She wasn’t going to let that happen. She had made of herself a lodestone, pulling fate out of its accustomed course. Inevitably, she would leave change in her wake. She meant it to be so, for the preservation of all.
Kirk & Uhura brotp: addendum
1— There are two different occasions in TOS where Kirk not only accepts the strong possibility of death, loss, and failure with grace, and not only takes personal responsibility ("I don't believe in no-win scenarios" whomst), but sets aside a moment to record posthumous commendations for particularly exemplary crew members during the crisis, in hopes that even in death those people will be honored. In both cases, he especially singles out Spock as extra special (news at eleven). But in fact, there are only two people, including Spock, whom Kirk mentions in both sets of commendations. You'd think from the fandom's obsession with "the triumvirate" that McCoy would be the other person on both lists, but he's actually only on one of them. The second person Kirk singles out for praise both times is Uhura.
2— So, when J and I were first marathoning TOS, I didn't know much about Nichelle Nichols outside of ST, but I became increasingly convinced that, like William Shatner, she must have been forged by the stage in some meaningful way. (Spoiler: she was.)
Although their performances are very different in many ways, of course, there seemed some marked similarities in how both inhabit their characters. They both have a kind of "always on" intense stage presence, where even if they're on the sidelines or background without really speaking or having much to do, they are still fully present in their roles; both perform like they're always potentially being seen whether or not they're 100% sure the camera is on them. Both of them do particularly heavy lifting in defining their characters through this kind of intensity of presence (sometimes rather against the grain of the writing or of other agendas at work) but also via very precisely calibrated performances when the writing isn't absolutely godawful/vacuous. TOS is so vibrant and expressionist that I think the precision in the okay-to-great episodes (most of them!) is often overlooked or even denied, but it's all over much of the show IMO; you can especially see it in Nichols' and Shatner's nearly surgical comic timing, but hardly only there.
So both Nichols and Shatner are actors who can be just standing or sitting in a chair, barely speaking or not speaking at all, barely moving and fairly understated, and yet their command of the stage is so effective that it's hard to tear your eyes from them. It's like the visual acting version of the voice that's so good you'd listen to them read the phonebook. I ended up being like, "wow, I'm pretty sure I could just watch Nichelle Nichols or William Shatner sit in a chair for ten minutes straight, those are some hella stage chops."
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a random MSW observation
La Seduction
Author: Lemonlips43
Fandom: Pokemon-The original series
Rating: Teen
Characters/Pairings: Gary/Ash
Genres: Romance,Humor and angst
Word count: 745 (the first chapter)
Summary:Ash finds himself in love with Misty and decides to ask Gary for lessons on how to win over girls. Gary surprisingly accepts, but are Gary's intentions truly pure? And does Ash really love misty as much as he says?
Aditional tags-Jealousy,Compulsory Heterosexuality,Kantou-chihou | Kanto Region (Pokemon)
I wrote this fanfic i was thinking about writing it a long time now i finally got courage and will to write it!
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Experiments in Baking
The issue was that I had a few biscuits left over, because I needed about 10oz but Aldi only has them in 16oz packages. So I decided to experiment and attempt to make something sweet for dessert with the leftover biscuit dough, and I think it turned out pretty well.

I cut the biscuits into quarters, brushed them with some oil, popped them in the air fryer for eight minutes, dipped them in melted butter, dropped them in a bag with some cinnamon sugar, and shook it up. Then for the dip I just mixed together some powdered sugar, heavy cream, and vanilla.
They turned out surprisingly tasty for something that I threw together in a few minutes.
WIP Wednesday
WIPs worked on this week : 2, with no new WIPs (yay!)
Still very tired and this is kind of a rough week, but it's halfway over and at least words are coming along!
The Old Guard
☆ food truck au : 8,912 words which brings the total to 147,812 words and I am fully in denial about what the finished wordcount on this thing will be because, seriously, how am I almost at 150k?? With five chapters still left to finish??? This is undoubtedly going to be the longest thing I've ever written and I'm not sure how to feel about that. Last chapter gave me a lot of trouble, and there's one particular conversation I wrote and rewrote and rewrote over and over before I think I've got it working, and hoping that my beta will confirm that it does (or will have some insight into why it's not!) and now after multiple chapters of smut, Chapter 14 is a bit of a quieter thing, jumping forward in time a little, and reeling back in some of the subplots I've left dangling for the past while.
Gary x misty wedding

Trad Wife and Roadside Picnic
This was fun and a quick read. It leaned harder on the monsterfucker element than I expected, and where I was expecting mostly psychological horror with elements of the supernatural, no, the supernatural stuff was front and center. I appreciated how our tradwife has depths that she is progessively less able to keep hidden, and I was just as mad at the past and present men in her life as the book wanted me to be. Her husband is just the woooooorst.
That said, ( spoilers )
I also felt that the degree to which she's consciously, actively deceiving herself about what's happening with her pregnancy was just kind of silly. I would have liked subtler writing there.
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Roadside Picnic (1972) by the Strugatsky Brothers. A man makes a living sneaking into the "Zone," a restricted area full of dangers and treasure left by a one-time visit by aliens.
I completely coincidentally got interested in this and the adaptation Stalker almost simultaneously, without realizing they were related. In both cases I went in with, it turned out, unfounded (but different!) expectations of what I was going to get. Stalker isn't really a cosmic horror movie, alas, although the bones of one are there, and meanwhile this isn't very interested in the Zone at all, at least not as a setting, which if nothing else is a big contrast from the movie! I can see why people say it's a very loose adaptation.
This novel is actually about the daily life of a guy trying to steal forbidden alien artifacts and sell them to the black market, his dealings with various shady characters, and how hard this all is on his family. There are a lot of themes of hopelessness and corruption. It feels very 70s in its mundane focus with Big SF Ideas relegated to the background.
Unfortunately I was super uninterested in most of this. The grimy details of social corruption as seen through our lead's gross sexist lens: not what I came for! I came here for the weird horror shit, the "hell slime" that disintegrates your bones and turns your limbs into rubber, the gravity traps that crush you flat, and the various other hazards of the Zone, which we get only at the very beginning and very end.
I can definitely see why it's a classic: it generally accomplishes what it's trying to do, and it treats its characters and their reality with total unironic seriousness. But it was not what I wanted, alas.
For all Mankind 5.07
( Past Tense: The For All Mankind Edition )
Fifth of the fifth.
It's for the best that I didn't go for the obvious Kinsey scale joke when she told her trainer she was straight. "At least a Kinsey two," is what I'd have said if I'd thought she'd have gotten it.
In other news, I only used a little of the bottle of prosecco I bought for the springtime asparagus-ramp risotto, and the pressure of the remaining bubbles had the stopper knock off in the fridge. I suppose the best solution is simply to drink it.