Beyond Selidor

...If you got the goods they'll come and buy it just to stay in the clique.'

I generally don't talk very much about fashion, because I can't see how the thoughts of someone who is contemptuous of the entire fashion industry are at all useful. However, after coming back from London, where I noticed many shops were stocking thigh-high boots, I knew I could keep silent no longer! I suffered in silence through the past year of ridiculous high-heels that look like weapons, but thigh-high boots were a step too far.

( Basically, I gave up on fashion after 2001 )

Internet update
I'm still without working internet at home, and my computer is still broken. I'm in the process of trying to buy a new laptop, but I need to work out whether it's cheaper to do so in the UK or in Australia.

What I regret most of all is not that I can't watch TV while I eat dinner or participate in Moonfair over on Obernet, it's that I was away from the computer when fandomsecrets posted its 1000th secrets post. Fandom!Secrets is my favourite corner of the internet; I adore its cheerful, anarchic celebration of the bizarreness that is online fandom. The 1000th post was meant to be all positive secrets about fandom; many of them are along the lines of 'fandom saved my life'. You all know that I feel a similar way about fandom, but I thought I'd take a moment to thank my fandom friends for being wonderful, wonderful people. You welcomed me when I was my most unhappy, you've been with me when I was my best and celebrated with me, you've been with me when I was my worst and saved me. I love you all, and cannot even convey with words how much you all mean to me. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I was going to write a proper post today, but I'm exhausted and jittery after doing my seminar talk, and so instead I'll treat you to a few links.

First up, an interesting comparison between Dollhouse and Fringe. I love it when people say Joss Whedon is too clever for his own good. It makes me feel all superior for liking his shows.

As you all know, I love Neil Gaiman more than is healthy. This post only serves to make him more awesome in my eyes. In it, he takes an extremely entitled George R. R. Martin fan to task for getting all grouchy that GRRM is not finishing his books as quickly as fans would like:

Look, this may not be palatable, Gareth, and I keep trying to come up with a better way to put it, but the simplicity of things, at least from my perspective is this:

George R.R. Martin is not your bitch.

*swoons*

Usually I'm very homesick. This, however, makes me pleased to be far, far away from Australia. God I hate rugby league players. I'd quite like to point the dude in my icon in their direction.


This secret from fandomsecrets cracks me up. I've always tracked the trends in secrets ('Oh, this is a big week for Supernatural secrets'; 'Remind me to stay far, far away from Hetalia' and so on) but shipping secret trends? That's a new level of insanity, and a kind of insanity I can get behind.

That's it for tonight. One of these days I may manage to find a part of my brain that's not filled with immrama and penitential exile, and use it to write a meaningful blog. Unfortunately, I can't find that part of my brain tonight.