Star Trek recs and whining
May. 19th, 2009 10:10 am1. Star Trek recs!
First, two gen stories by
laurajv. These aren't officially part of a series, but they are both part of
laurajv working out the consequences of the movie. And she's just so good at conceptualizing Vulcans as alien, and at world-building the future as different, and the Federation as a group that doesn't really understand each other, that I just completely fell for both of these stories instantly. These are true stories; this is the Federation, after. They are: The Unveiled Secret and The Word for World Is--.
And What We Don't Talk About by
ellen_fremedon. Spock/Uhura, after. I'm not as keen on the world-building here, but I think she's done a really great job of working out what the movie means to Spock, and the choices he has to make now.
2. And now for the whining: I was awakened this morning at six am by street work. Loud, loud street work, and the workers chatting with each other at high volume, and the backhoe scraping along the ground, and the hammers breaking up the asphalt. Which, okay, I could've used a posted warning on the street to let me know -- what if I'd had a car parked here? -- but it is road maintenance season, these things happen, whatever. BUT. THEY KNOCKED OUT MY WATER. SOMETIME BEFORE 6 AM.
Yes. I woke up this morning to discover that I had no water. And since I had no warning, I don't have any in buckets or pitchers anything. So I can't shower, or brush my teeth, or flush the toilet, or have anything to drink. THANKS ROAD MAINTENANCE GUYS I HATE YOU. How in hell did they knock my water out? They're just scraping the asphalt off!
ETA: OH WAIT. Now I have water back. It's BROWN. I nearly brushed my teeth with it, I was so excited. BROWN YOU GUYS. THAT IS NOT A GOOD SIGN.
First, two gen stories by
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And What We Don't Talk About by
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2. And now for the whining: I was awakened this morning at six am by street work. Loud, loud street work, and the workers chatting with each other at high volume, and the backhoe scraping along the ground, and the hammers breaking up the asphalt. Which, okay, I could've used a posted warning on the street to let me know -- what if I'd had a car parked here? -- but it is road maintenance season, these things happen, whatever. BUT. THEY KNOCKED OUT MY WATER. SOMETIME BEFORE 6 AM.
Yes. I woke up this morning to discover that I had no water. And since I had no warning, I don't have any in buckets or pitchers anything. So I can't shower, or brush my teeth, or flush the toilet, or have anything to drink. THANKS ROAD MAINTENANCE GUYS I HATE YOU. How in hell did they knock my water out? They're just scraping the asphalt off!
ETA: OH WAIT. Now I have water back. It's BROWN. I nearly brushed my teeth with it, I was so excited. BROWN YOU GUYS. THAT IS NOT A GOOD SIGN.