delphipsmith: (books-n-wine)
Thanks to [profile] kellychambliss and [personal profile] therealsnape for this one!

Two names you go by:
1. Bobaggins
2. Bergé

Two parts of your heritage:
1. Optimism/cheerful outlook (thanks Dad)
2. Smarts (thanks Mom)

Two things that scare you:
1. Alzheimer's
2. Someone I love dying

Two things you are wearing right now:
1. my Roman glass earrings
2. comfy fleece pants

Two physical things that appeal to you:
1. A rainy day - the smell, the sound, the quiet peaceful feeling
2. Flannel sheets in the winter

Two of your favourite hobbies:
1. Reading
2. Book collecting

Two things you want really badly:
1. Trump to not have been elected
2. To get published

Two places you want to go on vacation:
1. England
2. Novia Scotia

Two things you want to do before you die:
1. Learn to make popovers (they never pop!)
2. See a manned mission to Mars

Two things you are thinking about right now:
1. Whether our ancient dog will poop on the floor tonight
2. Having another glass of wine

Two stores you shop at:
1. J. Jill
2. J. Peterman

Two people you haven't talked to in a while:
1. My best friend from high school
2. My brother

Two favourite websites:
1. New York Times / Goodreads
2. The Mary Sue / Smitten Kitchen

Two things you did last night:
1. Prowled Breitbart (I started doing this after the election, just to see what it was like; it's been...eye-opening)
2. Played Angry Birds

Two shows you like to watch:
It varies by mood. I love older shows like Mary Tyler Moore, Barney Miller, M*A*S*H, etc. At the moment Mr Psmith and I are re-watching
1. Friends
2. Mad Men

Two places you like to go to:
1. New York City or Chicago (tie!)
2. Used bookstores

Two favorite subjects in school:
1. History
2. English

Two favourite places to eat:
1. our local Irish pub, owned and run by a real Irishman
2. any Sunday brunch

Two people that who live in your house:
1. me
2. Mr Psmith

Two things you like about yourself (physically):
1. My feet, which are small and not bony
2. My boobs, which are just right

Two things you ate today:
1. Wasabi almonds
2. Homemade chocolate chip cookies

Two people you last talked to in person:
1. My mom
2. Various coworkers

Two people you last texted:
1. Mr Psmith
2. my nephew

Two things you're doing tomorrow:
1. reboxing original art for 200+ comic strips
2. having a double tall no-whip mocha
delphipsmith: (The Hair)
My new look, as of 5pm today :)

ooh shiny )
delphipsmith: (Cicero books)
Each December, GoodReads thoughtfully provides all its members with a summary of "Your Year in Books." It's rather fun to go back and see what one has read, and the collage of book covers is always lovely.

This year I read 72 books for a total of 23,983 pages (although GR stats only count books read for the first time; including re-reads, my grand total for this year so far is 113 books!). One of my books was also read by 1.9 million other people (The Help), while another was read by only three other people (Promise Island, a good premise disappointingly executed). My shortest "book" for 2016 was 7 pages (a Ted Chiang short story) and my longest was 848 pages (a fantastic collection of women noir authors from the 1940s). Though again, that's only first-time reads; in actuality my longest books this year were Stephen King's The Stand and Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged, both of which are perennial re-reads for me.

You can see my summary here -- and check it out, [livejournal.com profile] drinkingcocoa's Snape: A Definitive Reading is right there at the top :)
delphipsmith: (GilesLatin)
Nicked from [livejournal.com profile] kerravonsen. All questions must be answered with a single word.

1. Where is your (mobile) cell phone? dead
2. Your hair? silvering
3. Your dad? Trumping >:P
4. Your other half? out
5. Your favourite food? wine
6. Your dream last night? Picard!
7. Your favourite drink? wine
8. Your dream/goal? publication
9. What room you are in? kitchen
10. Your hobby? words
11. Your fear? dishonor
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? retired
13. Where were you last night? worrying
14. Something that you aren't? thin
15. Muffins? YESSSS!
16. Wish list item? simplicity
17. Where you grew up? red-state
18. Last thing you did? munched
19. What are you wearing now? jammies
20. Your TV? pernicious
21. Your pets? ancient
22. Friends? absent
23. Your life? complicated
24. Missing someone? always
25. Car? topless
26. Something you're not wearing? out
27. Your favourite store? book
28. Your favourite color? blue
29. When is the last time you laughed? today
30. Last time you cried? today
31. Who will redo this? you
32. One place that you go to over and over? Hobbiton
33. One person who emails you regularly? wendy
34. Favourite place to eat? alfresco

Rara Avis

8 July 2016 06:23 pm
delphipsmith: (BuffyVlad)
[livejournal.com profile] ladyoneill posted her results on this quiz, so I figured I'd take it too. I did the "official" Myers-Briggs Type Inventory as part of a management-training (ugh) thing at work years ago, at which time I was an INTP (3% of population). Of course one does get slightly different answers depending on the test; this one said I was an INTJ (female INTJs are only 0.8% of the population). Clearly my I and T are very strong, while apparently I'm becoming more judgmental in my old age.

What's fun about this one is that it looks not only at your actualized type (who you are) but also your preferred type (who you wish you were) and your attraction type (what kind of personality you're attracted to). It will surprise exactly no-one who knows me that who I am is also who I'd like to be.

Oh, and also "Combining laziness and dishonesty is the quickest way to get on ISTJs' bad side." So much yes to that.

Jung Explorer Test
Actualized type: ISTJ
(who you are)
ISTJ - "Trustee". Decisiveness in practical affairs. Guardian of time- honored institutions. Dependable. 11.6% of total population.
Preferred type: ISTJ
(who you prefer to be)
ISTJ - "Trustee". Decisiveness in practical affairs. Guardian of time- honored institutions. Dependable. 11.6% of total population.
Attraction type: INTJ



(who you are attracted to)
INTJ - "Mastermind". Introverted intellectual with a preference for finding certainty. A builder of systems and the applier of theoretical models. 2.1% of total population.

Take Jung Explorer Test

personality tests by similarminds.com
delphipsmith: (George scream)
So, just to be sure we're all clear on this: That was the MOLT I was posing with, NOT the actual spider. Please don't think me braver stupider than I actually am lol (For those of you want to look at it again, which may be none of you heheh, note how stiff the legs are and the clump of tissue filling the abdomen. Those are, er, "dead" giveaways!)

Also my apologies for not putting the picture behind a cut. I should have done, so as not to freak people out. There are things I just really do not want to see ever, and for some people, spiders are that. So sorry, guys!!

Here's the really funny part, though: when my brother and I were kids, he had snakes, rats and tarantulas. Our bedrooms were right next to each other, downstairs in a walkout basement. I had recurring nightmares that the spider had escaped and was sitting in my face. I swore that when *I* was a grownup, I would NEVER have those creepy things in my house no never not ever.

And now, here I am, *mumble* years later, with Mr Psmith, a room-full of tarantulas and snakes, and I'm letting him pose the damn thing's exoskeleton on my face.

Oh karma, you are a bitch, aren't you??
delphipsmith: (Cicero books)
Recently over on GoodReads, someone started a discussion on "How Did You Become a Reader?" and kicked it off with the following three questions, to which I have added a fourth:

1) Do you remember being read to as a child?
2) Do you remember when you first realized you love to read?
3) Have you always liked to read, or is it something you developed later?
4) What are some "firsts" in your life as a reader?

I had a lot of fun thinking about these questions and my own history as a reader, and since so many of us here on LJ are avid readers, I thought I'd share with y'all. I'd love to hear your answers as well (if you answer over on your own LJ, leave a comment here and let me know so I can find it!).

I don't remember ever not being a reader. Mom was an English teacher and librarian so there were always books at our house. We went to the library A LOT and I was always allowed to take as many books as I wanted. (Our first trip to a bookstore was quite traumatic, apparently, as I did not like being limited to only two!).

Mom read to me, and later to me and my brother, until I was in my teens -- he was five years younger than me so it was quite a challenge finding something that suited both of us! I remember The Hobbit, The Paleface Redskins, Half Magic, Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle...

Sometimes Mom would insist that I go outside and get some fresh air...so of course I would go outside with a book. My favorite thing to do was take a bag of apples and two books and climb a tree. I would sit in the tree happily reading for easily a couple of hours.

My parents divorced when I was really young, like about two, so for years I would go spend two weeks with my dad every summer. My stepmom had three kids when they got married; I was a pretty shy kid and they didn't like me much, or I thought they didn't, though more likely it was just that we didn't have much in common because...THEY DIDN'T LIKE TO READ (gasp). So every summer I took two suitcases, one full of clothes and one full of books. One year I didn't bring enough and had to read some of them twice.

The only time I remember mom taking a book away from me was when I was ten or eleven and I got my hands on her copy of The Godfather. Probably a good idea, I think it's a bit much for a ten-year-old. Although the best thing about books is that, unlike movies, if a kid runs into something they aren't ready for, they probably simply won't understand it or be able to picture it, so it just goes right past them.

The first book I actually remember reading was Lloyd Alexander's The High King. The first book I remember getting as a gift is Bambi, when I was about seven. The first book I remember eagerly awaiting publication of is Silver On the Tree -- I'd recently discovered the series and had zoomed through them, and was horrified to discover I would have to actually wait for the last one. I think that was my first introduction to the idea that books weren't some kind of natural resource -- they didn't grow on shelves like apples grow on trees, but had to be made -- written by a real live human being and then printed and bound and shipped and so on. (The logical corollary, which I arrived at almost immediately, was People Write Books + I Am A People = Therefore I Could Write A Book. I haven't yet, but I haven't given up on it either.) The first nonfiction book I remember reading is Jane Goodall's In the Shadow of Man, about her research with chimpanzees in the wild. The first book that actually changed how I thought about life was Jonathan Livingston Seagull.

Growing up, I never went anywhere without a book, even if we were just running to the grocery store or the gas station. This is still true today; just as some people won't leave the house without putting on their makeup, I feel undressed if I leave the house without a book. They have been and continue to be the best of teachers and friends.
delphipsmith: (books-n-brandy)
I have never actually had a hot buttered rum. Perhaps I should try one.




You Are Hot Buttered Rum



You are easygoing and pleasant. You are a good party guest.

You are content to sit back and observe. You tend to keep your opinions mostly to yourself.



You are quietly sophisticated and classy. You know better than to make waves.

You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant. Your mind is a weapon, and you're able to solve any puzzle.

What Holiday Cocktail Are You?


delphipsmith: (classic quill)
Every so often I go on a binge of re-reading my own fics. And almost every time, I end up thinking the same thing: "These are pretty good. But...did I really write these??" In other words, it feels like I'm reading someone else's work. It's a little unnerving. I can't quite figure it out.

So, for those of you who write fanfic, do you go back and re-read your own old stories? How often? Is there a particular concatenation of circumstances that causes you to do so? How does it make you feel when you do? How do you find that you react to them -- do they feel like your own work or someone else's?

Now, for those of you who also write original fic: same questions.
delphipsmith: (elephant)
Day 1 - Ten random facts about yourself
Day 2 - Nine things you do everyday
Day 3 - Eight things that annoy you
Day 4 - Seven fears/phobias
Day 5 - Six songs that you’re addicted to
Day 6 - Five things you can’t live without

Day 7 - Four memories you won’t forget
Day 8 - Three words you can’t go a day without
Day 9 - Two things you wish you could do
Day 10 - One person you can trust

First, last, and always: The night I met Mr Psmith. It was at an Irish pub; he knew all the words to the songs, he made me laugh (he was wearing this Renaissance-y shirt with big sleeves and greeted me with, "Ola! Mi llamo Fernando!"), he quoted both Monty Python and Amadeus at me, and that was pretty much all she wrote :) It was in February and our first date a week later for sushi came in the middle of a colossal blizzard, but he drove forty miles through it to meet me... I think everyone has vivid memories of the night they met their Significant Other, the person who changed your life for the better and became your best friend and companion. How could you not?

So I'll do four besides that one. These are the first four that come to mind, in chronological order:

1) When I was in first grade, a little boy in my class -- Todd -- lost his entire family in a house fire: mother, father, four brothers and sisters. Only he and his little brother survived, because the parents put them out the master bedroom window onto the garage roof just before the floor of the room gave way. I remember the headline in the paper the next day was, "I heard my toys falling." But of course it wasn't toys... They lived just down the block from my best friend Erica and the fire happened right around Halloween. A few days later we went to Erica's house -- I don't remember if we were picking her up or dropping me off -- and drove right past Todd's house. The house was a blackened ruin, the roof collapsed, the big bay window in the living room blown out, and sitting on the sill was a half-burned jack-o-lantern. Real horror movie stuff, eh? Todd never came back to school; he and his little brother went to live with relatives, I suppose. To this day I wonder about them, where they went and where they are today.

2) My first day of Catholic school, in third grade. We're not remotely Catholic, but my mom decided to send me to a Catholic school that year, I guess because it was a really good school. My first day, in Sister Marie Helen's homeroom, we started off with the pledge of allegiance which I knew very well. Then we did the Lord's Prayer, which I sort of knew from occasional forays to church on Christmas and Easter. Then they all launched into "Hail, Mary, full of grace" which for all I knew might have been the school fight song. Sister Marie Helen, a chubby little woman (and if she looked little to ME, who was three feet tall for about three years straight, you know she was tiny), came bustling over to me with this very worried look. "What's wrong, dear? Don't you want to say the hail Mary with us?" she said. I looked around at all the staring little faces, then down at my shoes and mumbled, "I don't know it." I looked up to see a look of appalled horror on her face, like "Oh, the poor little heathen thing!" and she told off one of the other students to take me into a corner and teach it to me. I spent two years at St. John's but I'll never forget that feeling of being an utter alien, where everyone else knew something I didn't. (Sister Benedicta's penmanship class was a whole 'nother kind of unforgettable...)

3) The night I suddenly realized that grown-ups weren't some alien species but just varying degrees further along the continuum than me. I was twelve and had been babysitting for a young couple -- they couldn't have been more than 22 or 23, but of course they were GROWN-UPS so they seemed old and serious -- and afterwards the husband drove me home. I was pretty shy and didn't say much, but about halfway home he said, "Oh hey, do you mind if I turn this up? I really like this song." Of course I said no, I didn't mind. I had just discovered popular music and the song was "My Sharona", which I LOVED, and as the radio thumped out the beat and he sang along with it and kept time on the steering wheel, it was like this window opened up and I realized that grown-ups were actual people that might like some of the same things I liked. It was a real paradigm shift.

4) The night I met my first boyfriend. I was fourteen and we met at a German Club party in high school (yes, German Club -- as John Bender would say, "Demented and sad, but social" lol). He was a year ahead of me in school, and since I skipped a year when I was young that made him two years older, which seemed so grown up to me at the time. I thought he was so handsome, big blue eyes and shaggy tousled brown hair. When he dared me to guess his last name, I got it on the first try (Alexander). He drove me home in his forest-green Plymouth Satellite, blasting AC/DC's "Hell's Bells" at ear-shattering decibels the entire way, and I think I was in love before we got to my house :) We ended up dating for two years. He was sweet and warm and funny and smart and loving and kind, and although we ended up going our separate ways, I will always be grateful to him that my first love was a good one.
delphipsmith: (books-n-wine)
Day 1 - Ten random facts about yourself
Day 2 - Nine things you do everyday
Day 3 - Eight things that annoy you
Day 4 - Seven fears/phobias
Day 5 - Six songs that you’re addicted to

Day 6 - Five things you can’t live without
Day 7 - Four memories you won’t forget
Day 8 - Three words you can’t go a day without
Day 9 - Two things you wish you could do
Day 10 - One person you can trust

"Can't live without" is pretty strong. I'm not sure there's anything I truly couldn't manage to live without, other than Maslow's basics: air, water, food, clothing and shelter. So assuming this actually means "Things without which my life would be unbearably dreary, featureless and grim," I shall go with these:

1) Family
2) Reading and writing (sorry, can't separate these two)
3) Music (if I haven't got any, I'll make some)
4) Cats (for companionship, they cannot be beat)
5) Wine or tea (I'm torn on this one, they're so mood-dependent)
delphipsmith: (Nietzsche music)
Day 1 - Ten random facts about yourself
Day 2 - Nine things you do everyday
Day 3 - Eight things that annoy you
Day 4 - Seven fears/phobias

Day 5 - Six songs that you’re addicted to
Day 6 - Five things you can’t live without
Day 7 - Four memories you won’t forget
Day 8 - Three words you can’t go a day without
Day 9 - Two things you wish you could do
Day 10 - One person you can trust

Another tough one! I have so many; music has always been a big part of my life. Here are six that I can listen to over and over and never get tired of them.

1) Queen, In the Year of 39. I love the way this song hints at a much larger, much more complicated story. Why did they have to go off searching for other planets? Where were they from? Who were the volunteers? Why did he leave her behind? So many questions. I keep hoping someone will write the story to go with it. Their Seven Seas of Rhye is the same way: anything that has beings descending from the sky saying, "I command your very souls, you unbelievers" just demands a kickass story to go with it. And oh god, that piano...

2) Loreena Mckennit, The Highwayman. This one tells a complete story, and it breaks my heart every time. I loved the poem from the time I read it in high school and was thrilled to discover the song, even though it's so sad.

3) Meat Loaf, Hot Summer Night. Just a damn good rock anthem. It's hard to beat the Loaf.

4) Runrig, The Summer Walkers. As a manuscripts librarian, this song had me at the phrase "archive gold." A gorgeous meditation on how things used to be, and how they are, and what we've lost.

5) Nightwish, I Wish I Had An Angel. Symphonic metal at its best: lush, heavy, thumping, operatic and gorgeous.

6) Warren Zevon, Accidentally Like a Martyr. This one carries a lot of bittersweet memories for me, which I suppose is exactly why it has stuck with me for so long.

There are a lot more, of course: The Mingulay Boat Song, a perennial favorite at the final pub sing; A Sailor's Prayer for the strength of its lyrics; and just recently I've become obsessed with Leonard Cohen's Come Healing.

But if I don't stop now I'll just go on and on and on, so I'd better hie me off to bed :)
delphipsmith: (George scream)
Day 1 - Ten random facts about yourself
Day 2 - Nine things you do everyday
Day 3 - Eight things that annoy you

Day 4 - Seven fears/phobias
Day 5 - Six songs that you’re addicted to
Day 6 - Five things you can’t live without
Day 7 - Four memories you won’t forget
Day 8 - Three words you can’t go a day without
Day 9 - Two things you wish you could do
Day 10 - One person you can trust


Interesting question. Let's start with the big ones first, the ones that give me occasional nightmares:

1) Flying. I have been on airplane exactly once since 1993 (well, twice -- it was a round trip) and had to ask my doc for drugs to get through it. *shudder*

2) Suffering any kind of mental deterioration/deficiency (e.g. Alzheimer's, schizophrenia, etc.). The thought of not being in control of my own mind terrifies me.

3) Losing a loved one (e.g., my parents, Mr Psmith) in a traumatic/sudden way. I am (marginally, at least) ok with the idea that they will eventually grow old and die, but the thought that they might be in an accident or get murdered or otherwise suddenly taken from me is pretty scary.

4) Being helpless. I'm not the sort of person that has to be in control of an entire situation, but I damn well want to be in control of myself and able to act if the situation warrants it. I want to go down fighting.

Now the smaller ones, the ones that I dread but not to the degree that they stalk my dreams:

5) Letting someone down who was relying on me.
6) Somebody breaking into my house while I'm there.
7) Walking through a spiderweb. I do this silly frantic jumping-about dance whilst screaming like I'm being murdered. I've been told it's really quite amusing.
delphipsmith: (BA beta)
Day 1 - Ten random facts about yourself
Day 2 - Nine things you do everyday

Day 3 - Eight things that annoy you
Day 4 - Seven fears/phobias
Day 5 - Six songs that you’re addicted to
Day 6 - Five things you can’t live without
Day 7 - Four memories you won’t forget
Day 8 - Three words you can’t go a day without
Day 9 - Two things you wish you could do
Day 10 - One person you can trust


Only eight???

1) People who don't keep their word/do what they say they will do.
2) Printers. They seem to have some evil intelligence that springs to life whenever I interact with them: they print stuff landscape or backwards, create paper jams, and just generally become disobedient and contrary.
3) Tuvan throat singing. Mr Psmith has started practicing it and it's driving me maaaaaaaaad.
4) People who are unkind to animals. There is simply no excuse for that. You should be beaten with a rubber hose.
5) People who are anti-science. You have a brain for a REASON, people. It's not just filler to keep your head from imploding.
6) The rampant mindless idiocy that has allowed people like the Kardashians, the cast of Duck Dynasty, and every single person on Jersey Shore to become famous and rich.
7) Words like "irrespective" and "orientate." Also corporate buzzwords like "facilitate" and "synergy" and "leverage".
8) George W. Bush. I can't help it, his fact just makes me want to smack him. Plus he invaded a country that didn't bomb us.

And here's a bonus one: The bottomless gulf between library funding and football/basketball coach salaries.
delphipsmith: (GrampaMunster)
Day 1 - Ten random facts about yourself
Day 2 - Nine things you do everyday
Day 3 - Eight things that annoy you
Day 4 - Seven fears/phobias
Day 5 - Six songs that you’re addicted to
Day 6 - Five things you can’t live without
Day 7 - Four memories you won’t forget
Day 8 - Three words you can’t go a day without
Day 9 - Two things you wish you could do
Day 10 - One person you can trust


This was harder than I thought. There isn't much I do every single day, but here we go. Note that these are in no particular order -- just because I list "Have a glass of wine" as item 3, that doesn't mean that I do it at breakfast.

1. Get up. Can't avoid that one. Wish I could.
2. Brush my teeth (OK, every once in a while I miss that one, but we'll say 99.9% of the time is good enough).
3. Have a glass of wine (see above).
4. Feed the dog -- either in the morning or at night, but at least once (Mr Psmith takes the other feeding).
5. Pet the cats. If I don't, they become obtrusive and rude.
6. Check my email.
7. Say to myself, "I should write more."
8. Read something (book, email, story, memo from my boss, wine label...)
9. Eat something chocolate.
delphipsmith: (GilesLatin)
Day 1 - Ten random facts about yourself
Day 2 - Nine things you do everyday
Day 3 - Eight things that annoy you
Day 4 - Seven fears/phobias
Day 5 - Six songs that you’re addicted to
Day 6 - Five things you can’t live without
Day 7 - Four memories you won’t forget
Day 8 - Three words you can’t go a day without
Day 9 - Two things you wish you could do
Day 10 - One person you can trust


1. I'm quite a good pool (billiards) player.
2. I used to hate brussels sprouts and now they are my favorite cruciferous vegetable :)
3. I hate pickled ginger. It's the only part of sushi that makes me unhappy.
4. My first job was at Long John Silver's when I was fourteen. I smelled like grease for two years BUT I HAD MONEY!!!
5. If I were single/unattached I would get a job with Amtrak. I love riding the train.
6. I once got a pony for Christmas. Really. (Best Christmas EVER.)
7. I found out the other day that someone I worked with briefly more than ten years ago still holds a grudge against me and I have no idea why. This is more than a little discomfiting, but there you go: you can't please all of the people all of the time.
8. The first movie I actually remember going to the theatre to see is Star Wars (1977). For years I thought the 20th Century-Fox fanfare was actually part of the Star Wars soundtrack (also, that scene where Luke puts one foot up on the rock under the binary-sunset? I thought for sure he was going to sing lol!)
9. I've kept a journal since I was eleven. Early entries consist of Deep Thoughts like "My brother is an annoying toad."
10. In first grade I got sent to the principal's office for chasing a little boy and trying to kiss him.
delphipsmith: (George scream)
Yes, I am still alive. Real life has been ver' ver' busy of late, what with freelance editing clients, getting my [livejournal.com profile] minerva_fest entry in, trying to get caught up on [livejournal.com profile] hp_silencio (which posted a stunning and heartbreaking Minerva-centric entry on Saturday, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] teddyradiator for pointing me to it), birthday parties for nieces and nephews, and to top it off my online fantasy/sci fi writing workshop (which I'm now co-modding, and yes we would love to have new members) is running its twice-a-year short story in a week during the month of October.

Whew.

I have managed to cram some reading in here and there: a YA post-apoc novel about seven young children trying to survive alone following a mass epidemic (Fire-Us #1: Kindling), a highly unusual, meditative and thoughtful post-apoc tale of perhaps the last woman on earth (The Hauntings of Playing God), a mediocre suspense/horror story about a missing Karloff/Lugosi film and a few too many other things (Ancient Images), a beach-read Gilded-Age romance (American Heiress), and a somewhat disappointing Angela Carter novel (The Magic Toyshop) about orphans and creepy puppets. (Links go to my reviews, if I've done one.)

And I'm currently a third of the way through Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality (HPMOR), which is quite fun: what if Harry Potter were a child prodigy raised by a physicist and tried to apply the scientific method to magic? Very much AU; all the familiar characters are there with essentially the same characteristics (Dumbledore twinkles and is a bit mad, Hermione is brilliant, McGonagall is proper yet with underlying affection) but everything else gets twisted round in new and interesting ways. The author must know quite a lot about the fanfic world because he works in a lot of inside jokes about various fandom habits and oddities (e.g. the Harry/Draco pairing), but it's all done very affectionately.

I intend to follow it up with Hogwarts School of Prayer and Miracles, mentioned by [livejournal.com profile] kellychambliss, a spoof of the series as fundamentalist Christian. Promises to be amusing.

Ah, and last night we saw Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike, which was fabulous. I sympathized hugely with Vanya's rant about how we used to lick stamps and have typewriters, and the actress who was Nina (over)played her like a young female William Shatner parody, which made me and Mr Psmith laugh immoderately. A good time was had by all :)

So there you go. What's new with you, flist?
delphipsmith: (HPvsTwi)
I don't know anyone named Gelert, but if I meet them I shall beware.

whpay
delphipsmith: (thinker)
I've been an INTJ since the first time I took this test years ago. Julius Caeasar and Michael Corleone, heh heh heh.

me
delphipsmith: (pentagram)


You were born during a New moon

The moon is dark in this phase, because the half that's illuminated by the sun is facing away from Earth.





- what it says about you -


You want to leave an impression on people and make your mark on the world. When you love an idea, you'll work hard for it, sometimes even dropping whatever it is you're doing to go on to the next new great thing that's captured your imagination. The more freedom you have to chose what you're doing, the busier you'll be.


What phase was the moon at on your birthday? Find out at Spacefem.com




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