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Now you've got my number. )

I may need more social media accounts to properly express my feelings.
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I'm finally close to getting all my fanfic into WordPress (God, AO3 will be a whole nother thing!). I've been working my way backwards by year and I'm in 1998 now. Then just a couple from 1997 and I'll be done. (The data entry, at least.)

It's been kind of a downer for a few reasons:

☞ It's so tedious.

☞ So many of the characters in my X-Files fic were dead by the end of the series. One story had Spender, Pendrell, Krycek, and Baldwin (well, he was from Millennium). ALL DEAD. (Seriously, SPN cannot compare.)

☞ I really didn't write very well in 1998.

But, mostly:

☞ The old files have so many names -- beta readers, dedications, thanks -- of people I've lost track of and, in some cases, don't even remember at all. Which I guess is normal after so long and maybe I should be more surprised by the people I am still in touch with. There are still quite a few people from that era -- my fannish cohort -- still on my flist.

Thanks for still being out there, guys. I miss those crazy days of TXF. ♥
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Make housework a breeze by drinking Scotch straight from the bottle while you work.
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Scully: Mulder, I feel the same way about Skinner as you do...
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Mulder, to Krycek: I want to make sure we get there together. Give it to me.

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I can't imagine why I thought that I would have time to catch up on comments today and plot out a story all while reinstalling the OS on two computers. We're down to file-copying now, which will take hours over the network, and I'm lying here cursing because I had to delete my Kamen Rider Kabuto episodes off the laptop to make room to back up more stuff. Well, maybe not cursing. More lying here thinking, I wish I had some Kamer Rider Kabuto. Actually, it's on a fileserver, but I don't want to slow down the network right now.

Anyhow, one of the computers I was wiping the personality of was my sweet old Bondi Blue iMac, which I got very soon after they came out. I checked over the hard drive first and pulled a few things off of it, one of which was the staff-made video for Bree Sharp's David Duchovny, the one with all the celebrity cameos. (My favourite is Sarah Michelle.) I was all excited about uploading it for you and then I thought, D'oh! It's got to be on YouTube, And so it is. The video quality is bad, but it's better than the copies I have: David Duchovny. Let's all sing along!

Other things I turned up:

* a cap of Scully, Mulder, and Skinner in bubble baths from Hollywood AD. best part of the episode )

* a picture of Ranger Gord. I think Red is trying to get him to guess the word. oh, sweetie )

* two BCTEL commercials (from the days when there was a BCTEL) that feature Brendan Beiser, who was Pendrell, one of the many dead redheads on The X-Files. Damn, but he was cute. Here they are if you want them, zipped to prevent repeated bandwith suck. Download (28 MB). They're ripped from VHS and are sized for back then when we were all on dial-up. But they are still cute. There's boytouching in one of them and it looks kind of like he licks the phone.

In other news, I feel like travelling. But I have no money and nowhere to go. Maybe a walk to the pub will make me feel more cosmopolitan.
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I've just had email from someone (who I think would prefer not to be indentified *g*) asking about an X-Files story of mine she remembered. Only I didn't write it. (That I can recall, anyhow.)

Anyone remember who wrote a story about Scully and Queequeg and what it might be called? We're not talking about a walk in the park here, if you get my drift.

This isn't the first time I've had X-Files bestiality fic attributed to me. It makes me proud that people would assume I had written some. And sad that I never have. Of the Big Three -- cannibalism, necrophilia, and bestiality -- it's the only one I've never done, in any fandom.

But it's on the list.
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[ profile] liviapenn posted about Antarctica and [ profile] jood posted about David Duchovny, so I was of course reminded of the X-Files movie.

The scene near the end, Mulder and Scully lying on the ice together as their evidence disappears, Scully cradling Mulder in her arms, has always made me think of this poem by Walt Whitman.


As I lay with my head in your lap, Camerado,
The confession I made I resume—what I said to you in the open air I resume:
I know I am restless, and make others so;
I know my words are weapons, full of danger, full of death;
(Indeed I am myself the real soldier;
It is not he, there, with his bayonet, and not the red-striped artilleryman;)
For I confront peace, security, and all the settled laws, to unsettle them;
I am more resolute because all have denied me, than I could ever have been had all accepted me;
I heed not, and have never heeded, either experience, cautions, majorities, nor ridicule;
And the threat of what is call’d hell is little or nothing to me;
And the lure of what is call’d heaven is little or nothing to me;
...Dear camerado! I confess I have urged you onward with me, and still urge you, without the least idea what is our destination,
Or whether we shall be victorious, or utterly quell’d and defeated.


Reading it makes me love them all over again.
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It's been three years and there's still something a little sad about a Sunday night without The X-Files.
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Request ficlet the first, for [ profile] starshine24mc, who asked for Mulder/Skinner. 350 words, PG13.

Built Stronger to Last Longer

Mulder, Skinner, and a hotel room. )


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