Me yesterday: I want my blorbo to get railed. Me today: I want my blorbo to acquire another child who isn't his.

People who have been in episodes of season 1 Law & Order that I've watched this week (before they were famous): Patricia Clarkson, Clark Gregg, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Samuel L. Jackson, Amy Aquino. (Watching a crime procedural from 1990 is fascinating.)

I actually like my job, but it's still bullshit that I have to spend my day at work doing tasks instead of at home writing porn about my blorbos.

Friends, an irregular reminder that this exists if you'd like to join us! There are usually only three of us. The next three books: We Lived on the Horizon by Erika Swyler (July 4), Of Monsters and Mainframes by Barbara Truelove (August 1), Terms of Service by Ciel Pierlot (September 5).

I was on vacation last week. I spent a couple of days at the beach! I did so little while I was there, just all head empty, no thoughts in a good way. I didn't even send postcards. And then I came back and did nothing for the rest of the time until today. It was very restful.

Today's idle Shetland plot bunny + hot take is that the real Shetland/Dept. Q crossover potential is one of the departments needing to talk to the other one, and it turns out Ruth and Carl know each other from London.

Whoops, I wrote 700 words of sad fic.

Today's sad Shetland fic plot bunny: Duncan is dying and he comes to live with Jimmy and Meg and they take care of him.

Anyway, for Pride Month, I will be rejecting the idea that relationships (real or fictional) have to either be terrible, no good, bad or result in lifelong marriage.

What if I write fic where Jimmy and Meg break up because they deeply love each other and they want it to work, but they just can't get their awkwardness to smooth out into a workable relationship?

Yesterday I wrote 750 words of Duncan has a teenage child he never knew about future fic. This morning I woke up thinking, what if I wrote sad future fic where Meg is dying and she calls Duncan near the end to ask him to come back to Shetland and take care of Jimmy for a bit?

Oh no, the last Jimmy episode of Shetland. I think I'm having all the exact same feelings I did the first time I watched it. I cried at Jimmy and Tosh at the end. Also, I get why everyone hates the Jimmy/Meg relationship, but I kind of love that they're middle-aged and awkward.

Why isn't there fic where somehow they find out Duncan has yet another child (possibly one he didn't even know about)? Cassie: How many siblings do I have? Jimmy: Christ, man, have ye never heard of condoms?

Fellow Californians and other people dealing with compostable produce bags, what are you doing about lettuce? In theory, I'm in favor of the bags, but in practice, they're not airtight and bad for keeping things fresh. Also, my preferred lettuce is romaine, which is too tall for a Ziploc gallon bag.

Well, I gathered up all my middle-class, middle-aged white lady energy to complain about a full third of the dryers in the laundry room being out of order - and it turns out no one had even reported them to the property management, although someone did put sticky notes on all of them.

Cracking myself up by reading Shetland fic and then thinking, why is it all so fluffy and easy? Where is the difficult prickliness? Where is the fic where Cassie isn't immediately okay with it? #FannishRebel4Life

Every time I rewatch Shetland, I'm reminded of how good a job they did with Jimmy and Tosh's relationship. He's a mentor without being paternal, which we know because we can compare it to how he is with his actual daughter. Every time I have feelings about this!

I reread the one (1) Shetland fic I ever wrote yesterday, and I forgot that I had a plot point in it about Duncan figuring out he's not good at commitment, so apparently this has been my take on Duncan for years.

I've been rewatching Shetland and reading fic, and now I want fic where Jimmy and Duncan love and want each other, but never do anything about it because Jimmy is extremely monogamous and Duncan is incapable of being faithful.

Um. I opened my ballot so I could vote and be done with it, and there are 61 candidates for governor. 61! This is what living in a large state with open primaries is like.

I bought a new phone because multiple apps would no longer run on my old one. It's one of the smallest ones you can get, and it's going to take some getting used to because it's just a tiny bit bigger and heavier than my old one. I successfully set up everything except the work MFA app.

Today's incorrect DoorDash order came from the right restaurant, but neither of the entrees are things I ordered. That makes 2 out of my last 3 orders that were messed up. *sigh* I guess this is a sign that I have to start cooking again.

I ordered takeout, and something was delivered to me, but it wasn't what I ordered (it wasn't even from the same restaurant) and DoorDash was no help when I called. I hope whoever got my dinner is enjoying it. I don't know if theirs is vegan, so I'm not eating it and now I'm hungry and cranky. Boo!

Two nickels situation: TV shows I have been/am obsessed with about a middle-aged detective in Scotland raising his teenage stepchild. And also Mark Bonnar is there.

Me without a blorbo: Alas, there is nothing to keep me from thinking about work all the time. Me with a blorbo: Alas, work is getting in the way of my thinking about my blorbo time.

Help, how do I fandom on Tumblr? I posted a thing that one person replied to and one person reblogged with commentary and a couple of people reblogged with good tag commentary. What am I supposed to do now? How do I turn any of that into something that's an interaction?

News from family lunch yesterday: my brother is watching Supernatural. He found some site that suggests which eps you can skip, so he's not watching all of it, but I'm still very excited about a whole new category of jokes I can send him.

Me last week: Woe! Despair! I will never have a blorbo or write anything ever again!

I can't tell you all how much I desperately needed (a) the emotional release of crying through parts of this week's Pitt ep and (b) absolutely no plans for tomorrow. The last month has felt like an entire year.

And on the subject of fic trends, is puppy play actually a big thing in fandom these days, or have I just run into the few people who are into it in the Pitt tag? (The Pitt tag has joined CVS on the list of places I shouldn't go because I come out somewhere on the spectrum from annoyed to mad.)

I read a couple of Tumblr posts about how some fic trends are part of the trend toward fascism. Is there a good Tumblr post about how the way assigning nuclear family roles to character relationships is also reinforcing the nuclear family norms in favor of fascism?

Well. Deadloch season 2 made me feel an unexpected amount of feelings.

Friends, here's a link to the Tumblr post with a Zoom link if you'd like to virtually hang out for a bit today: rsadelle.tumblr.com/post/8118031...

Friends, in case you don't also follow me on Tumblr and are interested, I'm hosting drop-in virtual friendship office hours on Sunday, 11am-1pm Pacific Time. I'll post the link to Tumblr and link it here if you want to come. Find out what time it is for you: www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/f...

... 9-1-1 is playing "Carry On Wayward Son" over Buck and Eddie on a road trip. The music supervisors for this show never miss.

Blorboless is no way to live. I keep thinking about work all the time. If only I had a blorbo, my thoughts would be more fun.

Book club got canceled for today because, in part, people were discombobulated by the time change. In the meantime, I slept in yesterday, took some naps yesterday afternoon, and went to bed at a reasonable hour, so I feel great today.

While I'm doing these things, mine for this one is X-Men: First Class, which (a) I hated so much I ended up writing a two thousand-word LJ post about it and (b) is my movie opinion most likely to get me canceled by fandom.

Mine is Twelfth Night, hands down, but also, my first thought about this framing was: ...Are there people who haven't read Shakespeare?

Does anyone know where there's a clip (or a full gifset) of the Javadi doing a hip reduction scene from the first season of The Pitt?

On the one hand, it's good that my ankle has healed so much! On the other hand, I have now transitioned from PT appointments where the PT mostly just massaged out the stiff parts to PT appointments where they make me do a lot of hard exercises.

Re-upping this post. I already went to the post office this week, but I can mail things next week. The kink/polyamory books, the Teen Wolf DVD, and one of the Harry CDs are gone, but everything else is still available if you want it.

Me: Oh, good, a break in the precipitation. Time to run errands. Also Me: Huh, interesting that the shipping place was empty when I got here and then four more people came in while I was there. Anyway, I mailed some things, dropped off some donations, and went to the grocery store.

Um. I was extremely skeptical about the weather predictions, but it is snowing outside. I genuinely can't remember the last time it snowed here. (It's not sticking - it's been raining and it's just falling into the wet ground and becoming part of the water.)

US friends, here are some books/DVDs/CDs I'm giving away. I will mail them to you if you want them! Books in these photos; lists in the next post(s), followed by DVDs and CDs.

Sensible people I know/read on the internet are horrified by the Ring ad promoting surveillance culture. Meanwhile, at least three apartments very close to me have put up Ring cameras in the last week or so. I do not wish to be recorded just walking through the complex.

Friends, my mom is having surgery tomorrow - her hip replacement didn't heal as expected so part of it is twisted out of place and has to be replaced. If you're the type to pray or send good thoughts out into the universe for healing, please include her.

I have now watched All Her Fault the miniseries. Hmm. I think the book did a better job with the reveals, but I can see how they would be hard to do in a show. (There was a moment where I thought they were changing the motive and I was very mad, but they were just concealing it.)

I have Black Lives Matter and Progress Pride flags in a "treat fat people like people" mug on my desk at work. Today someone I don't know stopped in my door and said, "I walk by a lot, and I love your flags," and then made heart hands at me. A+ interaction.

I know it's the least of all the problems with, you know, everything, but I sure do wish there were some sort of regulation prohibiting order shipped emails when actually they just created a label and the order will ship at some unknown time in the future.