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TWENTY THREE DAYS OH MY GOD. I AM GOING HOME IN 23 DAYS. OH MY GOD, I HAVE PACKING AND SHIPPING-STUFF AND VACATIONING IN VIETNAM TO BE PLANNING FOR. OHGOD.

( Mad Men 313 - Shut the Door, Have a Seat )

( Doctor Who - The Waters of Mars )

Augh, with all that male douchebaggery running around, I need to go watch that clip of JJ whacking the UnSub with the shovel a few times to get my blood pressure back down.

This one was totally the "let's remind the audience that Ray's not a total wanker" one. Which I do appreciate.

( Not me, I never lost control . . . )

Went to Seoul on Tuesday. OMG LOVE. If I ever decide to come back to Korea after this year, I'm going to teach in Seoul. It's almost exactly like New York - to the point where I mastered the subway system after five minutes and some translation from Jenna.

To put it in geeky English major terms -

Daegu : Philadelphia :: Seoul : NYC.

To steal a phrase from phinnia, ate too many fannish cookies again. And this is the only thing distracting me from massive amounts of lesson plans and grading and teaching, so forgive the lengthy yammerings.

( Just remember that it's all in your head (House) )

( The future is coming on, is coming on . . . (Ashes to Ashes) )

To paraphrase Em - SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW.

( One more mention of 'seven years' and I'm going to start freaking out, people )

Okay, so it's 2 am and I've just finished downloading and watching the finale of BSG - and do you KNOW how much that breaks my heart, that it's the LAST EVER BSG?

Have some spoiler-ridden flailing and capslock.

( Incoherant Flaily Shrieky Review of OH MY HOLY GOD IT'S OVER )

Hey gang!

So, this Korea thing? Totally happening, and happening at an alarming rate. I've got my passport, my documents needed for my E2 visa, and a job offer. There are specifics, but suffice it to say, I am being compensated fairly well for packing up to go live in Korea for a year and teach English at a private school (a really NICE private school - I've seen banks that look less clean and bright and modern than this school does). The apartment looks fantastic, and since it's smack in the middle of the city, I'll have some motivation to walk everywhere and get out.

I really can't thank recrudescence enough, for being beyond-supportive and answering all my questions about everything from how to deal with recaltrant kids to where Costco is and if I can buy decent Indian food in Daegu. *hugs her* I can't wait to do a weekend with her in either Daegu or Busan, where we will very likely end up just getting curry and holing up with Firefly and/or House.

I will be flying out fairly soon - after Thanksgiving, possibly the first or second week in December - so I've been frantically trying to get together everything I'll need and can take with me. Mom's shipping a ton of stuff over so I can have it when I get there, but I'm still having to buy new teaching clothes and household stuff. I'll need to buy more when I actually get there. I'm a little disappointed to be leaving before Christmas - I think it's hurting my parents more than me, really - but hopefully I can see everyone before I leave.

And speaking of Christmas, because I've seen it on everyone's journal and I'm a big giant sheep, I'm posting my holiday wishlist:

( Dear Buddha, please bring me a pony and a plastic bottle rocket and a . . . )

In Yuletide-related news, I know what I'm writing - I only match with my recipient in one fandom - but I'll be more comfortable in my assignment as soon as I rewatch the source canon. And um, if my recipient would post their "Dear Santa" letter. AUGH.

Okay, so if you're one of my fannish girls (or boys? Do I have any menfolk around?), you're probably aware of the massive amounts of love I have for the original British Life on Mars, starring John Simm and Philip Glenister. I haven't written too much fic, but I adore the show, and I love introducing it to new fans - and if you haven't seen it GO NETFLIX IT.

And I knew what I'd be in for if I watched the premiere tonight of the American remake, starring Jason O'Mara and Harvey Keitel. I'd scream and rant and throw things at my television, and I ended up doing all three (luckily, it was just a stuffed badger fireflyinajar gave me).

But honestly, I won't be watching. It's like watching the Boise dinner theatre production of Henry VIII, with the way they've painstakingly reproduced everything the British version did with none of the heart. Not only did they crib dialogue WORD FOR WORD from the original, but they reproduced half the signature shots, too (watch the Bowie scene, it's like looking at a Van Gogh through the wrong end of a telescope). I can deal with the fact that most of the time, O'Mara can't act his way out of a paper bag (the opening and the confrontation with Willy Kramer excepting). I can deal with renaming Annie ("This is America! We don't need all those letters!" - carla_scribbles), the complete elimination of Phyllis, and making Nelson into a wise guy from Poughkeepsie.

I can't deal with the complete and utter FAIL that is Keitel's Gene Hunt.

( And here is why. )

C'mon Philly BSG fans - do not let me be the only one that I know going:

FREE Screening of "Razor".
Riverview Plaza 17 - 7:00 PM
1400 South Christopher Columbus Blvd. Philadelphia, PA 19147

I mentioned it's FREE, right? And it's RAZOR, three weeks early!

Go here to register. A confirmation email will be sent, and you'll be on the list to get in FREE.

It can almoost be Rayzr tiem now?

( Drive-by rant on fannish sensibilities )

Also, study days are the best thing ever invented. And I'm in a ridiculously good mood because the sweet bartender at the Draught Horse called me "gorgeous" all last night when Jordan and I went out with a bunch of people from her one-act that went up.