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An Audience with Take That = made from win

John Barrowman being a Take That fan = SO awesome. Seriously. He's all singing along and clapping and dancing, and being SUCH A GEEK. Oh, John Barrowman. Don't ever change.

Jason/Mark = oddly adorable. No, seriously. And also very touchy-feely. (However, man do Mark and Gary ever cuddle during Pray. Like, seriously. Arms around each other cuddling and singing to each other. Oh, OTP)

The boys bantering = I cannot contain my GLEE! They just seem so *happy*. And, like, relaxed, and gleeful and they're TEASING each other. And also dedicating songs to the Spice Girls like the complete dorks they are!

Constant implications about Mark's sexuality = oh MARK!

Take That = MY BOYS OMG!
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(it was this, or posting about how much I miss Gemma and university and how incredibly lucky I am, and that's just getting repetive. Got a letter from Gem today - and suffice to say: she's something else. She seriously is the lovliest girl ever and I still can't believe I'm going out with her. God.)

I spent a goodly portion of today curled up in a hammock listening to Disney and reading Multiculturalism And the Mouse. I'm so cool, I should wear sunglasses when I sleep. (Incidentally, I also read the Tempest out there and fell asleep. Which really should just *add* to my cool cred.)

In other, equally cool, news, spent yesterday with Sofie, mostly, well. Perving on Take That really. Oh, Sofie subtly tried to avoid being forced to watch the DVD, but in the end she fell, and hard. We were maybe half-way into Once You've Tasted Love before she capitulated, due to my most excellent convincing, and also, possibly, Mark Owen's dimples. All in all, very successful. By the end, Sofie was commenting that Back for Good was totally about Robbie Williams, so I claim this one in the name of boybandness! (Also in the name of OT4-ness. Hee! Though I also have a newfound craving for Jason/Mark which I have NO IDEA where came from. Jesus. Shut UP, brain.)

We obviously also did other things, like talk (or rather, I giddied about Gemma and Sofie giggled at me) and watch Foyle's War (which is completely made from win and other good things, and also had Brutus from Rome in a small role.) and watch Linie Tre, during which Sofie made quite a few rather tragically bad comments, and I had to stare at her in horror a lot, which was fun. *grins*

Finally, how awesome is Mika? Very awesome. And also, Mark Owen's Pieces of Heaven is an incredibly gorgeous song. Buying the CDs was still stupid, but damn, they're good. Particularly Life in Cartoon Motion. Oh, man.

Oh, final thing: Man, season three of Who just continues to rock, doesn't it? *loves Martha so damn much* And Talullah is incredibly cute - even if I don't care about the Daleks as most Who fans seem to. But really, I'm still stuck fangirling Martha at the end of Gridlocked. I. Just. Yes! It's *exactly* what Ten needs in a companion. Someone will sit down and say, "I'm not buying it - tell me the truth." Oh, Martha, how are you so awesome?

It is good to be home. Today was Easter Lunch, which went positively brilliantly compared to last time the family met up, and I got to hang out with my cousin, which was incredibly awesome - I'd forgotten how cool she is, and how funny. Yesterday I went to Copenhagen to buy a few odds and ends, and then spent the rest of the day at Signe's, playing Trivial Pursuit and watching a documentary about political scandals. And it was all awesome, and fun, and I enjoyed it, it felt good. But still, I can't help thinking about Gemma near constanly.

( Further Babble on the Subject )

Enough of that melancholy and introspective, though! Because after we are really here to talk about Doctor Who, and Martha, and, of course, Shakespeare. ariastar had a review up in her journal with all but forced me to download The Shakespeare Code and I am so glad I did. Who fandom, I'm back! Though mostly to say: GLEE!

( Spoilers for S3E2 )

Final two things:
a)One of the good things about being a U2 fan is that you get to imagine conversations like this:
( Cut for Banjos )
And thus, the world is blessed with this.

2) Why did no one tell me how awesome Take That's Shine music video is? FAIL! It's so cool. *glees* Mark Owen dancing on Gary Barlow's piano just amuses the hell out of me. It's just so STYLIZED. Oh, Take That. Don't ever stop.

Now I'm off to distract myself from missing Gemma with more Who. It won't work, but at least I'll be amused.

I am not really in the Christmas mood, at all, due to reasons I'd rather not get into. So instead! Cute, fluffy Christmas recs for you! By which I mean the two of you who actually share my taste in fics.

Anyway!

Popslash:

Five is possibly my favourite popslash fic I've read in this round of obsession. I have it archived as "the *Nsync family fic", because that's what it is. It's Justin's point of veiw as the boy gather to record a fourth album - and even though there is JC/Lance, it's just...it just is; the focus of the fic is the *family* feel.

Graduation is being recc'ed possibly only for this line: Then again, it wasn't like Lance had ever denied that being in the group was a lot like sleeping together without the actual, say, intercourse.
Again, JC/Lance pairing; the plot is that Lance has decided that he's going to college. And so he does, with all that comes with that in terms of angst about his worth, angst about his grades, angst about his homework, and oh yeah, angst about whether or not he's leaving his friends behind. Which might sound depressing, but manages to be sweet and fun and still ring true. *So good*

The Wedding Cake Theory or the penguin fic-cum-soap opera. Just read; it's so good and it has PENGUINS! Penguins make everything better.

X-Men

Yes, people, I have become an X-Men fan (well, always been a bit of one in the tv/movie genre, particularly Evolutions).

First stop is Imaging the X-Men, a gorgeous "coffee-table-book" of the X-Men. A good introduction to a lot of the characters and wonderful pictures. Contains nudity.

Throw My Head Away is a coming out story, a coming of age story and it's just wonderful. Bobby [Iceman] has several conversations with several people. And it's just...it's funny and poignant and just captures Bobby so damn well. READ.

Event is just sweet and real and funny. It's set in X-Men movie verse, concerning Bobby and Hank [Beast]'s first meeting. The Bobby-voice is so good, and makes him a good deal more interesting than I find him in the movie and Hank's just wonderful.

Finally, because I can't quite just rec happy fics, Handbasket, a fic that'll convince you that you are going to hell for enjoying it. Though you will enjoy it. Underage, lonely, needy Bobby and Hank trying to deal with the Lolita complex he's getting. The rest of the team are still present, the emotions are real and the writing style is awesome; the story itself manages to be gutwrenchingly hot, while still heartwrenching and sweet and hurting. It's so good, I promise.

And bonus rec! Newsies
and possibly i like the thrill is the best Christmas fic ever, closer to poetery than a fic and it just makes me happy and giddy, because it's just that pretty and just that perfect. So go, enjoy Javid Christmas morning snuggles!

And now I think I'll go to bed and hope I wake up in a better mood. If I don't get online tomorrow [though you know I will]:

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

I think this may be one of the greatest lines in exsistence:

That had seemed like a good moment to say something. 'Hey guys, guess what I never mentioned'. But the penguins were still there in the back of his head, and they started muttering about not rocking the boat. JC decided that the penguins of the subconscious probably knew plenty about boats, so he opened another bag of chips instead.

♥