Victor Krumbelievable!
Jan. 2nd, 2007 01:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
x_losI had a nice New Years' Eve over at Meg's, watching girl films, eating, drinking too much, and whispering to her dog that Meg and I were going to kidnap him, yes we were.
Of the past 72 hours, 15 have been spent working at the Hunan, where I hostess and drive delivery. John D'Agata called Friday to snark at me. "Erin, are you wearing one of those Chinese dress things? With a bun?! Can you deliver us the food yourself in said Mandarin dress?" I've made enough money, between the job and the haul from home, to buy my new MacFriend. Everything I make after this/horde from my living alowance is gravy, to be put towards the Vienna plane tickets, which my mother doesn't have money to cover, and the couple hundred dollars difference of expenses between there and here, which my mother won't comp.
Back home Sam got a 9 week old Schnoodle puppy he named Smokey for it's ashen coat (with tiny cream colored paws). Smokey just cuddles with you, not a very yippy creature. It got sick and seized on the 26th, and we took him into the vet. I had to feed him medicine mixed into his food by rubbing it on his little muzzle so he'd lick it off because he was reluctant to eat. Smokey is fine now, but it was all very Babe.
I've fallen in love with the show House and now own the first two seasons. It's Sherlock Holmes if both of them were modern doctors, basically, with the incredible Hugh Laurie of BBC productions fame coping an American accent. Watson is Wilson, a cancer specialist, and the problem of Watson's variable wives, sometimes estimated to be 3 seperate women throughout the cannon, is solved by Wilson being philandering and going through Mrs. Wilsons. Lestrade and Gregson have been fused into the inimatable Dr. Cuddy, Dean of Medicine. Dr. Greg House is the pill popping misanthrope protagonist, cocaine addiction replaced with viccodin. Similarly, the reliance on the drug of choice is suspended for the duration of a case, during which the thrill of the mystery overwhelms the need for the drug. The mystery aspects of the show seems twinned to Sherlockian cannon as source material.
The Holmes social apathy and distaste for human connection have been elevated to a medical misanthropy that seems to emboody the horrors of public fears about doctors who have knowledge, privlidges, and possibly intelligence not available to everyone and always carry the potential of abusing these. There's even a cousin of The Woman, Irene Addler, in the form of Stacey Epstein. Of course the relationship between the cannons is entirley my interpretation and I could be off my nut. Nevertheless, it's amazingly written.
I have no idea who I 'ship, though. Crisis! House and Stacey or Wilson or Cameron or Cuddy?!?! Maybe Ducklings for the OT3. I think Heather Gibson might like this show.
Of the past 72 hours, 15 have been spent working at the Hunan, where I hostess and drive delivery. John D'Agata called Friday to snark at me. "Erin, are you wearing one of those Chinese dress things? With a bun?! Can you deliver us the food yourself in said Mandarin dress?" I've made enough money, between the job and the haul from home, to buy my new MacFriend. Everything I make after this/horde from my living alowance is gravy, to be put towards the Vienna plane tickets, which my mother doesn't have money to cover, and the couple hundred dollars difference of expenses between there and here, which my mother won't comp.
Back home Sam got a 9 week old Schnoodle puppy he named Smokey for it's ashen coat (with tiny cream colored paws). Smokey just cuddles with you, not a very yippy creature. It got sick and seized on the 26th, and we took him into the vet. I had to feed him medicine mixed into his food by rubbing it on his little muzzle so he'd lick it off because he was reluctant to eat. Smokey is fine now, but it was all very Babe.
I've fallen in love with the show House and now own the first two seasons. It's Sherlock Holmes if both of them were modern doctors, basically, with the incredible Hugh Laurie of BBC productions fame coping an American accent. Watson is Wilson, a cancer specialist, and the problem of Watson's variable wives, sometimes estimated to be 3 seperate women throughout the cannon, is solved by Wilson being philandering and going through Mrs. Wilsons. Lestrade and Gregson have been fused into the inimatable Dr. Cuddy, Dean of Medicine. Dr. Greg House is the pill popping misanthrope protagonist, cocaine addiction replaced with viccodin. Similarly, the reliance on the drug of choice is suspended for the duration of a case, during which the thrill of the mystery overwhelms the need for the drug. The mystery aspects of the show seems twinned to Sherlockian cannon as source material.
The Holmes social apathy and distaste for human connection have been elevated to a medical misanthropy that seems to emboody the horrors of public fears about doctors who have knowledge, privlidges, and possibly intelligence not available to everyone and always carry the potential of abusing these. There's even a cousin of The Woman, Irene Addler, in the form of Stacey Epstein. Of course the relationship between the cannons is entirley my interpretation and I could be off my nut. Nevertheless, it's amazingly written.
I have no idea who I 'ship, though. Crisis! House and Stacey or Wilson or Cameron or Cuddy?!?! Maybe Ducklings for the OT3. I think Heather Gibson might like this show.
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Date: 2007-01-02 12:39 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-01-02 03:40 pm (UTC)I find myself pleased that both of your descriptions used "misanthropic" rather than "House hates people" or something. Does this make me elitist?
Except for Jon/Stephen I've stopped paying so much attention to slash subtext anymore. Most of my media-watching is with guys, and for some reason they do not appreciate that sort of thing. Oddly enough, I do find myself guilty of RPS, a cardinal slash rule in my opinion. Goddamn Terry and his friend. They've got a cross between jockish ass-slappery and the Tim/Spencer variety of "Ironic Homosexuality". Nick and Terry have their ironically gay banter, too. I can't help it, goddamnit!
Ah, I ramble. Where are you presently? Whenever you are around next, let us hang out.
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Date: 2007-01-02 03:47 pm (UTC)SHIT! It just occured to me that I actively ship jon/stephen... I'll claim that they're acting out a persona. I ship Jon/"Stephen Colbert of the Colbert Report", who is a completely ficticious character--it's different, I swear!!
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Date: 2007-01-02 10:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-02 10:48 pm (UTC)Bah, men and their refusal to slash with me. I'd have a couple figured out by now if not for them. But you'd like this show b/c you like Avon, even in a non-slash context. I miss the Ironic Homosexuality of Spim.
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Date: 2007-01-03 05:03 am (UTC)I love you.