idealists are the cruelest monsters of them all.

Blah blah blah, some reminder or some shit I can't -- oh, wait, I remember now. Apparently there is some way that you can get Nathan to call your flat with some sort of campaign message instead of the other way round. HOW CAN ONE BE DOWN? Tell us, precious, PLEASE?!


Heroes
Candice, Mr. Linderman, Gen
Spoilers through 1.22 'Landslide'
For dorrie6

Black is the Color of My True Love's Hair

( She could be anyone. )

Trivia Moment: So, last night's episode of Heroes was called 'Landslide', like the Fleetwood Mac song, which was covered by who? The Dixie Chicks. Yeah, I prefer the Fleetwood Mac version myself.

( Call 660.833.4191 to hear a message from Congressional Candidate Nathan Petrelli. No, really. You if have a phone, you should call that number. And thank Heidi 8. Spoilers for 1.22 inside this cut. )

ACK! Sorry, about the cut-tag issue! Is all fixed now!

Today is my Five (5) Year El Jay anniversary. That means that five years ago -- before a lot of you were even BORN! -- some crack pusher named latxcvi got ahold of my impressionable blogging self -- y'all remember when we blogged and used mailing lists? -- and said in her most alluring voice, "I have an LJ code, you want it?"

See, back in our day you had to have a code to get an LJ. Old skool bitter fandom queens holler if you hear me! Most of you are probably like, wow, I bet you didn't have running water either. (We didn't. We got our shit from a well!) But along came LaT with her crack, and I said, sure, because I was innocent and impressionable (ethrosdemon, shut up!) and thought LJ was just another fad, like Blurty, or Greatest Journal, or whatever the hell everybody's on these days.

Guess I was wrong (yet again).

Five years later I have posted 1,402 journal entries (mostly about Nathan or Seth or Draco or Neville or Lex or Ari), 28,392 comments, and recieved 43,430 in return. We gotta get you a girl, mate.

I have a website that I haven't updated in, oh, eight months (my bad) and the number of stories and drabbles in my memories is around 500 -- and that's just the stuff I tagged. I can't even imagine how much time or pages in Word that is. Can I bill someone for this? Is today the day I throw in the proverbial towel? Will I ever stop wanting to write about the fucked up male characters? Has someone finally cloned Adrian Pasdar? These pressing questions keep me here.

Well, those and you guys, so thanks for the five years that I swore weren't even going to last five months. Thank you to ethrosdemon and obsessedmuch for taking a chance on a crazy sycophant. Thank you latxcvi for bringing the good crack. Thank all of you for reading and commenting and art and icons and cossetting and smacking me around when the occasion called for it. Thank you for being a wonderfully supportive flist, it's truly my pleasure to be your hack writer.

♥

ETA: AW! Thank you for the flowers! Y'all rock!

[Poll #980313]

ETA: Apparently I am oppressing you, because the poll is in radio buttons, so vote for what you want most and then talk about anything else in the comments -- okay serialkarma?

Also, step away from the coffee pot.

Leaving Things Unsaid is a Nathan/Peter fan vid by kimochi and I don't know if I'm a bit emotional today or something, but I just kept thinking, *sniff* WOOBIES! Theirloveissofuckedupandwrong! Shut up, the lot of you. The past few weeks of Heroes has been very fucking traumatic for me -- in that awesome, here, slap me around some more way.

Speaking of slapping people around:

Dear barely_bean, linaerys, scribblinlenore and sparky77 -- having now seen six of the eight Profit episodes I can safely say, uh, WHERE CAN I GET ME ONE OF THOSE? It's so wrong, but so deliciously right, you can totally see how much fun Adrian had with that role, especially in Sykes there are these moments when he's just got these little mannerisms -- I want to lick Jim Profit in all his bad 80s-replicated suits. Also, um, so, Gail/Profit all the way, yes? YES. Definitely. It's not even a sexual relationship as much as it's this sort of learning how to trust someone who is clearly off their nut, but still has your back. Yes, awesomeness. DAMN YOU FOX, YET AGAIN!

Wednesday will be my five year El Jay anniversary and I'd totally planned to post a story on that day, except that I've forgotten how to write, yet again. Doesn't it figure I'd get performance anxiety now. This never happens when I'm having sex in public! Just saying.

Is it time for The Petrelli Show yet?

antheia and I have been talking about Peter and Nathan as we are often wont to do and I have become firmly attached to the notion that Peter and Nathan are Bruce and Dick, and Tim Kring is totally riding this metaphor for all it's worth: the relationship issues, the sexual tension, the misplaced animosity, the sexual tension… you get where I'm going here, yes?

I think Peter is becoming a mini-Nathan much in the way Dick tried to become a mini-Bruce. And then I somehow got led down the path of clothing porn. I don't really know how that happened, but this is something I just tossed off for shits and giggles since I've suddenly become obsessed with delayed gratification.

Heroes
Spoilers for 1.19 '.07%'
Nathan/Peter, PG (no, really)

Clothing Does Make the Man


( This saving the world lark is completely ruining Nathan's schedule. )

I have a proud confession to make: I went into last night's Heroes fully unspoiled. I hadn't looked at any spoilery photos. I hadn't even seen any of the teaser promors, which is real difficult when they're fucking everywhere. There was even some extended scene when they were showing the marathon that I muted and covered my eyes for, so you know, I had no idea what was coming.

Oh glory be.

( You know when you're getting text messages in advance that it's going to be off the chain, but this was like some next level of brilliance and hotassery. Please send all thank you cards to the Hotassery Thy Name is Adrian Pasdar Fund c/o Natalie Maines -- spoilers for Heroes 1.19 '.07%' )

I'd really wanted to write you lot something about how Brad is totally trying to get George to take him back after running after Angie's Martyred And Bony Arse, and how Ari is just cackling to himself non-stop even as he's sending George hourly text messages not to punk-out and take Bradley's non-existent, Billy Bob's cast-off banging, ass back -- but alas I don't have time today. I think the fact that all they want to do is be alone make movies together says a lot though.

( A whole lot of MFEOBFFOTP type stuff. )

Also, if George appears on the Colbert Report, sparky77, I will write a story about it. And possibly about how Anderson arranged the whole thing, and in return Stephen totally is responsible for George and Anderson dating and becoming the First Couple, and every year George and Anderson send him a present wrapped in a rainbow flag and fastened with the Presidential Seal. Maybe Stephen is Nick's godfather. Oh, god the hilarity.

Anyroad. Yeah, so, in conclusion: GEORGE.

FYI: I know I haven't written anything recently, because, well, because I haven't been inspired, even though FNL is very inspirational, but on Monday, Baby Daddy is back -- so you know, LONG LIVE THE PETRELLIS.

Dear barely_bean, linaerys, sparky77, and scribblinlenore,


After much badgering and harassment (sorry about the restraining orders) I have embarked upon yet another attempt to view Naked!Adrian Pasdar Baaaaaaaaby Daddy! Profit. I have found upon my second viewing of the pilot -- during which I actually managed to sit and watch the whole thing (for a change) -- that perhaps I was a bit hasty in my preliminary dismissal of the show as some sort of 90's abomination of bad fashion, worse CGI, and whatever did they do to Adrian's HAIR?

I mean the fashion is still horrid, and the CGI would give Peter Jackon a coronary, but, um, yes, there certainly is something to be said for Jim Profit. Namely: I would SO hit that. barely_bean, clearly you know my type better than I do.

I am not saying Profit is the shit (at least not yet), but perhaps it should not be dismissed so summarily with the amount of naked!Adrian on the screen.

Regards,
hackthis


P.S.: Caro, I have achieved the Americone Dream. I finally see how someone could OD on Ben & Jerry's.

P.S.S.: Re: Entourage 3.13 'Dog Day Afternoon' ARI, I LOVE YOU LIKE I'M BLIND! LLOYD, CAN WE BE BFF 4EVA?

I am rather stupendously busy at the moment. I doubt I'll have much fannish activity until Nathan comes back – oh, please, for Nathan there could be hot coal walking – but I did want to say a couple things.

a) For people who perhaps can't get donations to Canada for one reason or another in thamiris' memory, might I suggest a donation to the Susan G Komen Breast Cancer Fund? I admit being biased because this is one of the charities I donate to on a semi-regular basis, but just think about it. One in FOUR women will get breast cancer in their lifetime – that might be your mother or your sister or your partner or your friend or someone you've never met, but who has changed your life anyway -- everything we can do to make that a little less likely is a good thing.

b) Someone made a really good point the other day – possibly musesfool or oxoniensis -- that maybe the best way to honor thamiris, Queen of Smoking Hot Porn, would be to write some Smoking Hot Porn in her memory, and as soon as I remember how to write, I'm totally on that bus.

c) I CANNOT FIND AMERICONE DREAM AT ANY FUCKING STORE! What the hell Ben & Jerry's?

d) So. Entourage. Sunday night. SO. MUCH. LOVE. Ari, baby, I have missed you like a body part.

e) Friday Night Lights last night? Okay, I am finally on the Coach and Mrs Coach train. Seriously. I am all the way on, no feet hanging off the back, sitting in my seat and ordering a drink. Mad love for all parties involved. Please bring back my show, Asshats at NBC!

f) linaerys ran a Nathan/Peter Fic-a-thon challenge over at flyingpetrellis', which you know, HOT DAMN, so I have a few recommendations from that.

1. Sparky's Icarus Is Just This Boy I Know blew me away so badly that when it was over I kind of wanted to hide. I know I talk about sparky77 all the time as part of my endorsement deal – I mean as part of my slavish devotion, but even for her this story is some next level of here-let-me-lick-your-boots type of story. I just – it's so impossibly gorgeous and heart-rending. I love Greek Mythology and the way Sparky's wrapped that up with Nathan and Peter and all the ways that Nathan wants to be there and just feels like he's failing.

2. scribblinlenore. Relics of Childhood. I'm sorry, do I even have to tell you anything else if you know that Lenore wrote it? I mean obviously it will be sensationally written, stupendously hot, and so spot on that your teeth will hurt.

3. And last, but obviously not least, Stepped Out Of A Stranger, by the hostess with the mostess, linaerys. As I read this story I really thought it was about Peter and Nathan, but it's not. I mean obviously it *is*, but at the same time it's about much more. It's about politics and people, and how a person is smart but people are stupid, and how you can have the best intentions and everything can get shot to shit anyway, and how OMG!Goverment!SUXXORS!. Plus, it has God. Err, Linderman. Just fucking ready it already.

f) And last, but never ever least, five songs I've been listening to non-stop:
Greg Laswell 'Sing, Theresa Says'; Teddybears f/Mad Cobra 'Cobrastyle'; John Lee Hooker 'Dimples'; Kaiser Chiefs 'Everything is Average Nowadays; Jeffrey Foucault 'Ghost Repeater'