Thank you for the virtual snowflakes! :-)
*smiles happily from her sick bed*

In other news, I have now finished season 5 (of The A-Tea,), and it wasn't as bad as I remembered. Apart from the Frankie hate, I mean. I liked that they were dealing with the "crime" they supposedly commited (so what if they were wearing the wrong uniforms, they still looked good in it). I liked that Face got shot (Woobie!). I didn't like that Hannibal took orders from slimeball Stockwell, but then, I kinda liked not to like that. I'm twisted.

Anyway, I have now gone straight to season 1, skipping, of course, the Faceless pilot. I love season 1. I love the whole show. 2,5 seasons to go, yay!

And then? What am I gonna do then? Did I mention that I bought the first and only season 1 Cobra? Does anyone remember Cobra? This is going to be fun. :-)

I'm sick, and it's not just because I'm watching season 5 of (he
AiTeam. I have the flu. But that's not going to stop me from killing
that Frankie guy. I'm going to kill him. I'm going to smack that
stupid smile of his right back into his face. I'm going to make him
swallow that ";ohnny" that he just called Hannibal. Hannibal Smithh.
Colonel Hannibal Smith, being called "Johnny" by that little squirrel.

Grrr..
Argh.

I'm not a violent person, so maybe it's the fever talking. But if i
were Frankie, I'd stay out of my way right now.

Other than that, i completely love my show. My very first fannish love
ever. And it's even better today. Also. When I'm done with season 5,
I'm going to watch seasons 1,2 and 3. That's the best thing about
starting to watch in the middle of the show: that way, it doesn't end
at the weakest spot.

Sorry for the spelling, but as I said, sick on the sofa, typing this
from my blackberry, and the writing somehow doesn't appear on the
screen. MaybeI should call Frankie to fix it.
Hah!
Grrrr

Important service announcement!

Here's some things you should know about the current status of Oceana:

*Oceana is not dead!

*Oceana is way waylaid by real life (life? Hah! what life?)

*Oceana has not watched every Don Johnson movie she could get her hands on during the past few weeks. (OMG the icon it sparkles!)


One of the above statements is a lie.


Also, here's a link: http://www.beedogs.com/index_files/page0001.htm

Somewhere in there, there's a deep metaphore for my current real life situation. I'm sure I'll figure it out eventually.


*hugs neglected flist*

*rushes off*

In case anyone's wondering what I'm doing in my long absence from lj:
I'm working.

60-70 hours a week.

Blergh.

However, I'm also being fannish:

I watched Simon&Simon Season 2: LOVE!

And then I watched Miami Vice Season 4 and am currently in the middle
of season 5.

Yes, I know. I said I wouldn't buy season 4 and 5. I said that nobody
needs to own, let alone WATCH, five seasons of Miami Vice.

I was wrong. Oh, how I was wrong.

Everyone needs to own and watch five seasons of Miami Vice. I
have no words for how much I love that show. I have no words for how
much I love Sonny Crockett. Yes, Miami Vice has flaws. Boy, does it
ever have flaws. But, and I say that after having watched a LOT of tv
shows in full, Miami Vice is probably the most groundbreaking,
innovative, inspiring show that ever was. It is art. It's twenty years
old, and many of the things that made it so special are long outdated
or have become standard, but when you watch it, you can still tell.
Not just sometimes, but regularly, there are scenes, arrangements,
compositions, that are pure and simply art. So incredibly beautiful.
And I have the feeling that the older this show gets, the more
important it becomes in terms of art. As if you need some distance to
fully grasp just how ingenious Miami Vice is.

And yes, tv can be art. If you doubt that, I wonder what you are doing
here at all.


Anyway, about seasons 4 and 5. I know that many say that those are the
weaker seasons, but I think they are wrong. They are just...different.
The pacing changed, the show got darker (even darker than before,
don't let all the white and pastell colors fool you). It may have lost
itself in the carefulness of its own arrangements sometimes, and there
are some episodes without Don Johnson, to which I can only say, WTF?
*g*. But overall, both seasons are still outstanding and in no way any
worse than the first three seasons.

I loved Sonny going dark. I would have loved to see it explored some
more, but that's not what Miami Vice does. It's all there, in my head,
though, and the show, unlike many modern shows who try to cater to the
fannish needs deliberately, but with often questionable results, Miami
Vice lets me have all that (huge white) space to explore the
characters in my head. I never thought I'd say that, but in its own
way, Miami Vice is minimialistic in its approach to character
development. "Minimialistic" as in stripped down to its/their most
fundamental features. And those features are drawn and developed
consequently and honestly. but no more than that. The rest is up to
you. I can lost myself in this show and its world like in no other,
precisely because there is so much space left open to explore.

As for the flaws? Well, for one thing, they apparently cut the budget
in season 5, and decided that the best way to save money would be not
to cut Don Johnson's hair anymore. Of course, they miscalculated,
because now they needed more hair products. I would have been very
happy with season 1 hair. Even season 4 hair was better than season 5
hair.
(still awfully pretty, though).

On the other hand, their method of saving dry-cleaning costs by
letting Sonny wear dark colors more often is much appreciated. Damn,
he looks good in black. Also in white. Also when he is shotting
people, which he does pretty much all the time. Also in his car, which
I had almost forgotten. I'm a 'vette girl myself, but damn, the
Testarossa is just one, maybe THE best designed car ever. It's bold
and beautiful, and I would maybe even prefer it against a stingray.
But only maybe.

So, there's love. LOVE LOVE LOVE. But I also acknowledge that
personally, I maybe liked season 1-3 a tiny little bit better. Which
is why I will watch them right after I finished season 5.
4,5,1,2,3...that's the way to love Miami Vice.

:-)

(I do have a sparkly Don Johnson icon, btw. All Don Johnson icons
should be sparkly. I am posting via email, though, so I'm stuck on my
email default icon. I will change that as soon as I come home, so
watch this space, for more Miami Vice love, this time with sparkles!)

No word from IFLI.

Clearly I'm awesome, so it's his loss for not wanting me.

*mopes*

This is just to inform you that Bring on the Night was nominated in the Best Romance category of the NCIS Awards.


I was going to tell you weeks ago, when I got the mail from the moderators, but, having never been nominated in awards before, I didn't know what the etiquette was about telling people before the nominations were official.

I'm not going to win, but the nomination filled me with squeee and totally made me want to go and write more NCIS fic, because I still love Tony and Gibbs very much. (only, there's real life, and the horse, and the inappropriate falling in love with a french guy, so I really don't have time to write.)

I'm alone, in a tent, in the middle of the french mountains. If you
never hear from me again, I've probably been eaten by bears. Or
wolves. Or wolves and bears.

Oh god, it's dark.
*grabs maglite*

And silent.

At least I'll hear the bears coming.

(This posting via blackberry from the french wilderness sure is fun.
How did we ever survive before this? Sorry that i can't answer
comments though, but I sure appreciate them. Let the bears know that
there's someone out there who'll notice my disappearance. I hope.)

Having arrived at my destination, I stumbled right into...

La Tour de France.

Heh.

That was unexpected. And interesting. Especially since I've never seen
it on tv. Okay, so I don't have a tv, but even if I did I wouldn't
watch it.

Snapped a couple of pics, which I'll maybe post when I come back.
Unless they turned out all blurry, because damn, those people are
fast. Crazy (it's like thirty degrees celsius in the shade and they
cycle through the mountains). But fast crazy people.

So, now I'll see if I can find a coffee. And some shade.

(or: another Friday evening in the life of Oceana)

Meeting, which was supposed to be over at 11a.m., is now over.

It is now 9 hours later than 11 a.m.

In other words, it is 8 p.m. on a Friday evening.

I'm now doing the rest of the work I was supposed to do today.

Nobody has shot me yet.

Sadly.

I'm in a meeting that was supposed to have been over five(!) hours ago and it doesn't look like it's gonna end anytime soon.

Somebody please shoot me now.

I know, Michael Jackson died, and somebody dropped a ricecorn in China, yada yada.

But the truly worldchanging news are these:


2010 brings Universal phone charger for (almost) all phones companies, including Apple!

Now there's something the world's been waiting for.

Hell, I've just thought about this this morning when I made my packing
list for the next trip:
- camera and charger
- ipod and charger
- ipod shuffle and adapter for charger
- blackberry and charger
- mobile phone and charger
- brain and charger


I need an extra bag just for my elecronics equipment, and that's even though I'm traveling with the laptop!

So Dawson's Creek didn't really break my remote control.

Uhmm... the batteries were empty.

I feel a bit embarassed now after going to the store all panicked and sad about what with Jared making me cry and my remote control being broken by Dawson's Creek, and the friendly guy asked "did you switch the batteries?" in a very friendly way, a little bit as if he were talking to a sweet, yet not very smart child, I imagine.

I gave him my patented deer in the headlights look, and then he changed the batteries for me, and then I ran back to my cave to hide.


[And let me tell you, those turquoise wedge highheels may be the most fashionable summer shoes I have, but they aren't made for running, in caves or otherwise.)

Jared made me cry.

Again.

I know he makes me smile whenever he smiles, but now he makes me cry every time he spills a couple of tears.

Stop it, Jared. This isn't funny anymore.

I mean, here I am, middle of June end of June (whatever happened to the last two weeks?), 30 degrees outside, crying over an otherwise completely irrelevant christmas movie.

Which, btw, featured an unexpected, though highly appreciated appearance of Richard Burgi. And which I completely loved, because christmas! and Jared! and Richard Burgi! and really, Jared was really good in this. Also, he made me cry.
(which doesn't mean I recommend the movie, because it is, as I said, rather irrelevant. Though I guess it doesn't harm you. I only watched it for Jared. Who made me cry.)

(Jensen also made me cry, btw. But only because he was on Dawson's Creek, which seems to be the WORST TV show ever, and I honestly don't think I can stand watching a whole season of it, so I fastforwarded through all but Jensen's scenes and I BROKE MY FUCKING REMOTE CONTROL in the process. I hate you, Jensen.)

I've been neglecting my fannish duties, because life these days is mostly, well, not life. It's work, and work, and work, and sometimes sleep. though I prefer to see the horse instead of sleeping.

Work really has been crazy, and not in a good way. But, despite what I said above, I do sleep. Remember the "Improve Oceana!" plan that I mentioned a couple of weeks ago? Well, sleep is part of the improvement, and I'm trying, mostly successfull, to get six hours per night these days (this is a vast improvement about my previous sleep
schedule which was anywhere between 3 and 5). So, yay me.

I'm also slowly dropping weight. Very slowly. With lots of setbacks, but I'm weirdly enough incredibly motivated, so I'll keep on trying.

Improve me!, that's the motto.

But enough with the boring real life already! Fandom it is!

Here's what my fannish self is doing these days:


- rewatching Season 2 of Dark Angel
I'm FINALLY rewatching the rest of Dark Angel season 2. I really really like the show. This is the third time I'm watching it, I think. I remember buying and watching it for the first time and then watching it again just a few weeks later, because it was so good, and I though I had missed so much the first time around (like, drooling over Jensen, when I was all fixating on Logan). However, I always get stuck
in the middle of season 2. The whole oh-so-dramatic-why-can't-we-touch-Max and Logan thing keeps getting a bit much in that time, even (shamefully underused) Alec can't make up for that.

So, even though I had started rewatching DA weeks ago, I took a little break in the middle of season 2 and went through a whole season of Smallville (yikes!) and some horrible horror flics. It happens. But now I'm back with DA and enjoying the hell out of it. I'm really going to miss it (again.) I wonder if there had been another season if it had been givena less stupid title. Dark Angel? Seriously? For the longest time I thought it was a really melodramatic vampire drama, and so I never watched it!


- watching more J2 movies
Yeah well, what can I say. It's the internet's fault! Everything is available everywhere, and I have three credit cards, I just can't stop myself! ;-) (currently that Christmas movie Jared did, Ten Inch Hero and the unspeakable movie with the Olsen twins are waiting to be watched. After Dark Angel, of course. I expect Friday 13th to be delivered soon, but i won't watch it, because I get scared. On the other hand, the Olsen twin movie is probably scarier. Decision, decisions...)


-reading J2 fic
There's so much! And so many recs! And so many other fics that those people whose fics I like wrote that I have to read as well! OMG it'll never end and I'll have to spent the rest of my life reading J2 fic and still won't be able to catch up!

*panics*

No, just kidding. I have about 25 tabs open in my browser, most of them fics, some fo them recs, and when i'm done with those, I'll get organized. Meaning, I'll file all those fics that I randomly saved into folder titled "new", "newer", "more new fic", "even more new fic and it's still all J2" and the like, and I'll post recs and leave
feedback. Probably, because I suck at leavin feedback, and yes, I totally blame it on my sleep schedule (see above). I've been told that sleep is more important thatn feedback, so there. (in case you write J2 and I've friended you in the last couple of weeks, I probably read and completely loved your fic. Just in case you were wondering.)


LISTEN to J2 fic
Oh, isn't podfic like, the best invention, like, ever? *g*
I downloaded TONS of it, and now I can listen to J2 when I do boring, but necessary things, like cleaning, or doing the dishes, or blowdrying my hair. Life is so good. :-) This also means that I'm consummating about three or four different media every day, reading fic, watching TV, listening to different fic, plus the real books I
read (yes, I read real books as well. You can see which ones in my lj profile or at goodreads (http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/177596) where I spend quite a lot of times cataloguing my books). I'm sure if I continue this way, i'll break my brain in no time at all, and then the real fun will start!

So, that's basically what i've been up to. How's everyone else? I' d ask you all to tell me about something you loved in fandom recently, but I tried that before and no one ever responded. Oh well. Maybe your fandom isn't very loveable these days?
If it isn't, come and watch DA with me. And read J2. It'll make you heart smile (at least that's what it does to me).

*hugs everyone*

I'm spending the night at the office (cause i've only been here for 11 hours today, so what's another 5 or 6?). Work's so crazy these days that I don't even know where to start. Even if I stay until midnight I'll only get half the things done that I need to get done.
*whines*

So again, please entertain me?

I take every little bit of distraction from my misery. No fic, please, as it will distract me for too long, which means I'll never leave the office, but comments, questions, PICTURES OF HOT MEN (in comments) would make me very very happy.

I just ordered Ten Inch Hero. Yes, I know, I said I wouldn't spend that kind of money on him after he made me suffer through My Bloody Valentines.
So I lied.

But it wasn't actually all that expensive, because I ordered it in the Netherlands. Needless to say, I don't speak one word of dutch. And it's not as similar to german as you might think (wischen? winkelmand? wtf?). I basically just clicked on buttons and then entered my credit card information and well, we'll see how that goes. Interesting. I should probably have ordered more than one, seeing how they sell for
more than 20 Euros on ebay. I bet they are like 1-cent-DVDs in the US, right?

Life of being a tv series actor fan is so unfair.

I also started watching Cry_Wolf yesterday, but fell asleep after about 45 minutes. What I saw was surprisingly good, though. I may have to go home for lunch and watch the rest. ;-)

No, seriously! Feel free to spam me with whatever anytime now, because I'm BORED!

Just spamming you a little from work today. Here's a vid of Jared's scenes on "ER", which I haven't actually seen yet, seeing how I am at work and it's not a good idea to youtube at work. Okay, I've seen, but not listened. I still have to share, because Jared?

OMG the cuteness. He's like... twelve in that episode. Maybe twelve and a half.

Ok, technically, he isn't twelve, because as far as I know he wasn't acting when he was twelve, but he really is twelve. And adorable. I just wonder when this adorable little twelve-year old turned into that hairy big monster incredible hot MAN?

Not that I'm complaining.

Anyway, here's the vid:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SuU8KNpha7o



Feel free to spam me with whatever pics/fics/random stories from your life that you want to share. I'm bored.

Dear Jensen,

I can call you Jensen, can't I? I mean, I feel we are kind of intimate, what with all the time we've been spending together lately. First Supernatural, then Smallville, now the movies - and in my free time I'm forced to read about every possible variation of the epic love between you and the most adorable Mr. Padalecki (who should
better stop being so damn attractive if he doesn't want me to jump him next time I see him. Which, I realize, in this fandom is maybe not such a funny thing to say, so pretend I didn't say it.) But enough about Mr. I-can-make-everyone-smile-just-by-the-sheer-awesomeness-of-my-existence-Padalecki. This is about you, Jensen.

Jensen, oh, Jensen. We've got to stop meeting this way. First Smallville, and yes, you looked pretty on Smallville. I know you are pretty, and I believe I've told you so a couple of hundred times before. You don't have to convince me. I'm not complaining. I kinda liked your character on Smallville, too (though I've got four episodes to go, so who knows what you'll do. I mean, you made me cry once already this week.)* But to be honest, I had other plans for my life than watching an entire season of Smallville. Ever.

And now My Bloody Valentine? Seriously? Really?

I mean, you look pretty in that one, too, but as I said, I already know you are pretty. And I'm not saying your acting is bad, although, we both know that running through forests/mines/small towns looking slightly panicked and jumpy gets tired after a while. But you did a good job. Only, it was kind of hard to see, between all the BLOOD flowing around on screen, flowing and splattering and dripping and generally making a mess. Strong and gory violence, I believe is what the official warning sticker said?

Well, at least I can't say they didn't want me.

I'm glad you had fun making this movie. I don't know if it was smart career move, but hey, I don't like sharing anyway, if you want to stay a b-movie actor, that's fine with me. But I still can't believe you made me watch such a violent movie! Hello, I was the one who hid under the chairs in Jurassic Park because I was so scared, remember? Okay, you didn't know me back then, but I'm sure I've mentioned it. And now you have me sitting alone, in my lonely appartment on a Sunday night, when it's dark outside (it was a cold and stormy night..), and yes, there really was a thunderstorm, and you make me watch scary movies that have blood dripping all over! You are a very bad influence on me, Jensen.

Let's not even talk about the whole 3d-glasses thing. Do you know how much "fun" it is to eat tomatoes with mozarella and basil when you are wearing red and green glasses? Not that I was hungry after the first few minutes of the movie anyway.

So, let's not do that again. Maybe we can have a quiet night out next time, you know, dinner and a movie, maybe play some darts afterwards. Or, if that's too boring, get a fast car and hunt criminals in southern France. You wearing a tux, me wearing a bikini... And then play darts (I know that nice Irish pub in Nice). Just, anything that doesn't involve blood and graphic violence would be nice. I'd even let you dress up us a wanna-be-punk with blue hair, because I heard that that movie is supposed to be quite good, but it's also ridiculously expensive over here, and since our Valentine's date went so not well, I'm not really willing to spend that kind of money on you right now. Plus, you are not pretty in that one. You hate me, don't you?

Well, I guess I'm trying Devour next, though I'm not getting my hopes up, seeing how there is blood dripping from someone's hopefully dead toes on the DVD cover. But at least it's without Paris Hilton.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Love (slightly waivering),
Oceana






*yes, I'm referring to that story where Jared is a spy and you are his handler

I've been involved in fandom for more than 8 years now. I know, doesn't seem like such a long time, but it's longer than the average marriage.

I've learned many things during my time in fandom. (Many of them involve gay sex, but that's besides the point.)

One of the things I learned is that it's not a smart thing to start reading a 39-chapter fanfic at 1 a.m.


Know what I haven't learned yet?


Not to start reading a 39-chapter fanfic at 1 a.m.

*headdesk*