idealists are the cruelest monsters of them all.

First of all, thank you, to every last one of you for aiding me in my time of complete and utter meltdown, you're all wonderful and I don't tell you that nearly enough, but you are, so thank you. If anyone else needs happy things, I cannot recommend this post highly enough, there are links and photos and songs, and shit, it's a bonanza of happy. Who the fuck doesn't need that?

Second, you all gave me some fucking stellar shit to play with And That's How Babies are Made is currently traveling all over the globe via e-mail as is The End. Every writer will adore Stewie and Brian's conversation about 'that novel' and as everybody heard me shriek yesterday, Baby Daddy, err, Adrian Pasdar was on some horrible American chat show looking smoking hot (*sigh*) and talking about Shakespeare and his kids. *oh, Adrian*

Third, there is nothing like the power of music to heal. I mean nothing. Because for all of your amazingness there was still this -- well, wound (for lack of a better word) -- I couldn't ignore it and then along came the Kaiser Chiefs' new blinding single: Ruby and stuck a huge plaster over everything. Now some of you may have heard me talk about the Kaiser Chiefs' before –- they rock, they roll, they are pure British rock pop punk (or baby punk as I affectionately refer to them on occasion). For most of 2005 people tried to get me to listen to them, but I kept confusing them with the Arctic Monkeys and screaming 'You shan't take me alive!' But early last spring I was converted by a 15 sec blurb on Virgin radio and it was all over. I was in love. I talked about it a lot. My friend S will testify to this. Mostly she hears 'OMG I LOVE THE KAISERS. I LOVE EVERY DAY I LOVE YOU LESS AND LESS! RICKY WILSON 4EVA!!!' Yeah, that's, uh, pretty verbatim when you're drinking at 10am.

I can't really put into words why Ruby (video can be seen here) seemed to do things I'd been trying for weeks to sort out, only that it gives me hope in ways I haven't felt it in a while, that it makes me feel better -- about life, about music, about the world, about people in general.

The new album Yours Truly, Angry Mob will be out in the UK on the 26th of this month (my copy is already pre-ordered) and out in the States on the 1st of March –- if you only buy one album all year, this might be the one to get.

ETA: KAISER CHIEF'S BONUS (3 LIVE TRACKS FROM THE NEW ALBUM)

I posted a wee!Peter & Nathan story yesterday for you lot, which El Jay promptly ate, because she's a disagreeable, moody bitch, especially on V Day. Life is a One-Way Street, and If You Could Paint it, I'd Draw Myself Going in the Right Direction has art and adorable-ness and whatnot.

If you liked Ducks in a Bathtub, this is for you. There's also music in that post, so even if you don't like Wee!Peter, you'll want the freebies.

Also, thank you to everyone who showed me some love in svmadelyn's Valentine's Day Game, because you gave me mad warm fuzzies and are totally awesome. *mwah* Special love to Madelyn for running the challenge yet again, and just kicking ass up and down the street in organizing it. Also, big, huge, enormous love to rageprufrock for running the superb fandom-wide 14valentines Challenge and doing it with style and class. That's not easy, my hat's off to both of you -- and also To My Flist: because you are awesome, and entertaining, and smart, and wicked funny, and every day you make my life a little brighter.

♥

I'm still not sure how I feel about last night's FNL. Some of it was mad awesome. Some of it made me cringe (in that, oh, that's a little too close to RL way). Most of it was entirely too real.

"I've never been in bed with two men and looking at pictures of my wife".* Adrian Pasdar, Greg Grunberg and Leonard Roberts bringing the best of Heroes HoYay right to your screen in which there is eloquence, people are strong-armed by bouncers, set visits, and somebody turned Beyonce down for a dance. Or something but I'm not real clear, because again THREE MEN IN BED TOGETHER. It's totally a TV show waiting to happen – oh, wait it already is.

The only thing I could possibly wish for would be a better quality feed and naked Adrian bits. Just saying.

*Not "I've never been in bed with two men before" -- but "I've never been in bed with two men and looking at pictures of my wife."

**gacked from sparky77

Regarding last night's Heroes I think we all know what my reaction was -- followed by the taking of blood pressure medication and lots and lots of Jesus Arms (™ Eddie Izzard) ( Where there is more squee, more Bad Place, and more vindication )

It's been a Petrelli kind of week around these parts. What can I say, I'm totally enamoured of Nathan and want to have his illegitimate babies (oh, wait).

Earlier this week slodwick and I posted Under the Influence of You, which is our first collaborative mix. Yesterday I wrote Jealousy, Man, It's a Bitch, which is either Peter & Nathan or Peter/Nathan, depending on your point of view. It has nothing to do with this. This might send you into sugar-shock, but I think it's worth it.

Heroes
Nathan Petrelli, Peter Petrelli
Pre-series (very pre-series)
General. Rated PG. Your mother could read this. Hell, my mother could read this.


Ducks in the Bathtub


( Peter's laughing sounds like drunken hiccups, and by the time they're back at the house and under the mildly disapproving eye of their mother, Nathan's forgotten all about the ducks. )

It's not every day that you get an e-mail that basically says I GIVE UP! YOU WIN! PETRELLI-CEST FOREVA!* But that's pretty much what I got yesterday morning from slodwick, which made my day full of win. The only thing better than that e-mail was her confessing that she now had songs that made her think of Peter/Nathan, and to me that was like manna from heaven. So, we decided that what the world rilly rilly needs right now is a Peter/Nathan Petrelli Mix.

*This may be slightly open to interpretation. Slightly.



Under the Influence of You

A hackthis & slodwick Production.

( Plz to be clicking here for teh music )

1. Happy Birthday, ethrosdemon. You know where to find me to redeem your raincheck.

2. I don't usual do this, but heidi8 told me if you vote here you can make Sony release Cupid on DVD and I really want to see Ari holding a quiver of arrows and shooting people in the ass.

3. Peter is Emo may very well be the all time best Heroes video ever. The title doesn't even begin to cover it, but as I told the person who linked me: You know that scene in Jurassic Park towards the end where the kids are eating ice cream and the boy sees the outline of the raptor behind his sister's head, and he just freezes holding the spoon and she's like 'What? What, motherfucker, WHAT?' -- Well, for the the first minute I sat in front of the screen I was that boy.

4. I have been in labor with this story for weeks. I first mentioned the idea to antheia last year, but scratched it, and then last week scribblinlenore and I made a pact that we each had to produce some Petrelli-fic, which put me back on the hot seat. Then antheia and literaryll started waving these photos in my face where Milo was dressed nicely and we all know I'm a sucker for a sharp-dressed man.

Heroes
Peter Petrelli, Nathan Petrelli (or possibly Peter/Nathan, it depends on your point of view), Angela Petrelli, Heidi Petrelli
Pre-series
Summary: "Nice suit," Nathan says mildly. "Did someone die?"

( No More Keeping My Feet on the Ground )

So, like, I was trying to avoid having a massive brain dump in here, but then I said fuck it. My El Jay I can do whatever I damn well please. So.

( Regarding Claire's Parentage:  )

( Regarding What Is Either Blatant Racism or Sheer Stupidity, but probably just a mixture of both:  )

( Regarding Cheesy 80s Music, Nathan and Peter, and Thanking the Good Lord that I have no vidding skills: )

Okay, now that that's done. Everyone run over to look at the FNL prettiness on azewewish's LJ. That's what I'm talking about.

Yesterday sucked some major ass. I think the words my friend used to describe this week were 'horrific' and 'scarring' and 'God didn't make a bottle of vodka big enough for this.' Okay, the latter might've been me. In an effort to promote happy-making, however, a few things:

a) I've posted Heroes fic twice this week -- L'Amour N'est Pas Tout, which is Peter/Nathan of the very NC-17 variety, and The Man Who Told Everything, which is Peter, Hiro and Nathan, and so general that your mom could read it.

b) svmadelyn is once again hosting the love-fest known as The Valentine's Day Game, which is about fifty kinds of awesomeness.. It's where you give lots of other people love and then sometimes they give you love too, and everybody is happy and gets warm fuzzies. *pause* Just read the flipping instructions and participate, okay? Do unto others and all that claptrap.

c) Some brilliant giving soul (ella_ventic) has taken it upon themselves to transcribe the cast commentary for Heroes, which I believe is a new thing, or may just have only recently come to my attention because of the fucking AWESOMEness of said commentary this week. If you've been in my LJ in the last two days I've tried to pimp it to you (I have no doubt) because when you have three men talking about BroYay and designer stubble you are SO doing something right.

Tim Kring? You and me, baby. I'm drawing sparkly hearts around your name right now.

ETA: There was something that really fucking bugged me about last night's Friday Night Lights. ( Okay, there was more than one thing, but I think the biggest can be summed up like this... )

I'm still smiling this morning.

I am smiling the smile that won't go away and is sometimes mistaken for the grin of I had really awesome sex last night and I'm grinning like this because the rest of my body is yelling in pain and I have lockjaw or some shit. Ahem. Yeah, that is pretty much how I feel.

I can't seem to focus properly, but ( Regarding the Curious Case of the *Still* Growing Hotass of Nathan and Peter Petrelli AND the Awesomeness of Hiro and Ando OR here be some spoilers for Godsend, which will mostly be in all caps )

Tomorrow is the birthday of the very illustrious W. I could preface this with all kinds of claptrap, but the fact of the matter is that she is just all kinds of awesome and I am very honored to know her. So, this is for you, Happy Birthday!!11!1!1!

Heroes
Peter Petrelli, Hiro Nakamura, Nathan Petrelli
Spoilers for 1.11 'Fallout'



The Man Who Told Everything


( Anything else from the future I should know about? Death? Destruction? Mom stealing more socks? )