Evil Wrapped in a Fangirl Disguise

Heavy Smallville-fan type post. You've been forewarned.

The WB finally showed a preview of new upcoming SV episodes. They won't start until April 13, but at least we know they really do actually exist now. And there's footage of the two Lexs together. I know one is evil (apparently. Evil on SV is not the same as evil on other shows. For example...On Farscape evil is Scorpius sucking John's brain out through a straw; on SGA it's the Wraith slowly sucking the life out of their victims. On SV? It's having sex before you're married. ::shrug::). So one is evil, but is the other one good or just regular, i.e. the usual, Lex?

I could probably find out if I actually wanted to, but right now it doesn't matter enough to make me want to search it out. ( The preview does have some interesting things going for it though. )

That totally went all sorts of places. Go stream of consciousness. But I had to get some of that down somewhere. Also, I totally kind of started that fanfic for Natasha. Go me.

Haven't worked on any writing or watched the new Smallville yet. Instead, played The Sims 2 for a bit and am watching Sweet November soley for Jason Isaacs and Michael Rosenbaum. (Plus the drag.) They're so cute. <3

Also, I like Enya. Good music to fall asleep to.

I was actually capable of writing a paragraph about SV in the last entry without mentioning how in (unrequited) love Clark and Lex are. Go me.

Bed would probably be a good thing, but I don't have class until 3:45 tomorrow. No big hurry really. However, tomorrow I need to finish chapter six for Spanish, research/start paper and presentation for Lit Pix, and read more of Maus. Among other things. I don't know exactly what I want to do with this presentation. I'd really rather not have to deal with technology, but I don't think I have much of a choice. Bleh.

I need a little inspiration to write something that's just one page. One page things are fun. Makes me feel accomplished.

Oh, weird dream last night where I locked myself out of my room. Very, very real. RA was all, "You know, I was expecting something like this to happen soon, so I'm not surprised." She let me into my room and said that she wouldn't tell anyone so that I would still have my free lock-out thing. And then I woke up. Hmmm. Can definitely see how that is playing on subconcious fears. I'm always afraid that I'm going to lock my keys in the room when I go to shower in the morning. So far, so good.

Meh. Uneventful week; uneventful weekend. (I don't care if that semi-colon isn't supposed to be there - although I think it's allowed? - I feel like using it. :p The semi-colon/colon key gets a sad lack of attention here.)

Yeah, so who could have guessed I was gonna go off on semi-colons? Let's just say that though the week/weekend was uneventful, it was also just plain weird. Or, rather, they've left me in a weird mood. Whee. Fun.

First week of classes is over. Second week of classes has started. It still feels as though I've been here for *ages*. Spanish should be fine. I'm going to have to work a little bit harder at it this quarter, mostly just for myself. I want to be better. British Literature II is going to be enjoyable I think. After the initial shock of the syllabus, it looks like the class is going to be rather fun. It certainly helps that it's only 65 minutes, four days a week. And I like Dr. Smith. Lit Pix, frankly, has me terrified. I think it's mostly just the visual presentation we have to do. I don't mind the papers and the work, but having to speak alone in front of a group and use my limited technical experience at the same time does not make me comfortable. I know it'll be fine, I *know* it. I can get up in front of people. I've done it before and I'll have to do it again, but, y'know, it's just the anticipation.

Sara suggests that I just shouldn't think about it until next week. I'm going to try to take her advice.

Over the weekend I house-sat and took care of the fishes. Fun. Kay rented several movies and left them for me to watch while they went to the cabin. I watched Wilbur Wants to Kill Himself - very interesting. Something of a dark comedy. It had Tristan from King Arthur in it as a suicide doctor/psychologist dude. And Moaning Myrtle from HP. Before that, I watched Pride & Prejudice: A Latter-Day Comedy - cute! Even with the Mormon undertones. It wasn't even obvious. Really liked it though. Like watching fanfiction.

Right now I am reading An Essay on Man by Alexander Pope. I really really like Pope. I remember reading Eloisa to Abelard last year and loving it. His work is just so much fun to read, especially out loud. It just flows.

Y'know, Clark and Lex are really really mind bogglingly gay. (To quote TW in one of the commentaries: "The homo-erotic subtext between the two of them is mind boggling.") I watched a fanvideo and when you put all of the looks and the moments between them together and play them one right after the other for six minutes you just cannot deny it. And then I wonder how anyone could not see it. And then I'm sad because it will NEVER EVER happen. ( It's just like watching a soap opera... )

Back to Pope!

This hasn't been the best week ever. But I'm getting off campus tomorrow and things are looking up.

That's all I'm going to say about that.

It is *super* foggy out right now. It started coming in while I was at work. Usually from the fourth floor of the library you can see the church steeples up the hill to the east, but tonight nothing was there. It was very weird to see Bellarmine and the law school and the student center and Subway and Starbucks all light up with complete blackness around them. Kinda freaky.

New mood theme. Firefly, yea! By selluinlaer. Some of the pics won't show up for some reason though. :( I'll just have to tinker with it some.

Smallville is going to kill me with it's show-ending shots this season. Last two weeks (as far as I can remember) it's been a lingering shot on Lex being ambiguous. I'm gonna end up chucking things at the TV I tell you. Add to the ambiguous lingering shots the fact that apparently Lex wants Lana and I'm going to end up needing a new TV altogether. Grr. Argh. Frustrating. And I hate the fact that if it's done well, I could totally get behind Lex/Lana. Damn it. I'm a traitor!

And why does every song I listen to lately suddenly have Clex subtext? I must have issues.

It's so much fun when you meet a *real life* person who reads slash. They're so interesting to talk to.