For those of you complaining non-stop about there being no Advent Children fic

Here is some Advent Children fic. Predictably it is about Rufus.

( A Sense of Theatre )

Last one for a while (got in touch with Wen, can work on the SSBB story now ^_^v). I want to finish the piece about Clayman and Dorian but my notes have degenerated from a simulacrum of Socratic dialogue to a schizophrenic quotation war pitting Keats against Van Gogh. Even this one is more serious than I intended at first - for some reason writing humour or anything "light" rubs me wrong these days, I feel like I come off arch. Maybe I've reached the limit of my backlash against "lyricism" and the rubber band is snapping the other way.

In other news

Met and hung out with iatros last night. Dragged him around town a bit, ducked into HMV and the Japanese snacks shop, had Vietnamese food in Chinatown and a cup of cider at the Place des Arts Café Depot - sort of an average spendthrift weeknight on the town. Talked about everything from Montreal city politics to his med school stories, but mostly about Wanks Past And Present. XD At least I'm certain "wank" was the most used non-trivial word of the evening, noun and verb. Stephen and I are fellow travellers who have been at far ends of the same loosely defined online social circle for fannish generations; it's nice to exchange esoteric gossip with someone who always knows what you're going on about.

One of the things I bought was New Order: Item (I'll spare the capitalisation). I've actually seen very few New Order videos and none of the newest ones, so I'm quite excited about this. XD

LATER -- My God, that was totally worth my 25 bucks. XD XD XD