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I turned in my Kerouac paper yesterday, and now, my [livejournal.com profile] yuletide story is finished.

IT IS DONE. FINALLY.

...Now I just have to finish the fic for [livejournal.com profile] heroes_exchange. And then start the [livejournal.com profile] 14valentines one.

*keyboard smash*
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Just... God. Love and hate and saintly motorcyclists, the sound of rain on the windows, "Howl" echoing in my ears and 70,000 deaths on the page. See, it's right there, such a clear and precise and fucking sterile representation of

1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person + 1 person, times ten, times a hundred, SEVENTY THOUSAND, and even that cannot sum up the sheer amount that's fucking LOST with every death, their own small epics of love and irrelevancies and careless cruelties, all that makes you you, and so, perhaps this is the only way, imagine yourself times seventy thousand, and imagine yourself dead, and imagine them together.

All of this and thousands more: Nanjing, Dresden, Darfur, Haiti, blood-rust and sweet decay and fuck you, Kerouac, fuck you, Peter Martin - fuck you and the Old Testament you rode in on - don't you DARE shy away from Alexander's hand, shy away from Sammy's, because after all this, you're so fucking trivial, you're such a grain of sand on the beach, and

Jesus Christ, humanity, when are we going to get our shit together?
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So, about eight months ago, I began this tradition of bad-movie-watching with my friend. We go to the crap theatre at Ballston - it's on the Metro line - and buy kid's matinee tickets at the machine, so we're in there for about six bucks each, buy enough Skittles to eat and throw at the screen, and spend the whole afternoon bickering and watching bad movie after bad movie, and argue about which one is the most awful. It's great fun. But the reason I brought it up was that the movie that started this whole tradition was a shoot-em-up called Street Kings, and it's now out on DVD.

Do not get me wrong: this is possibly one of the worst movies ever. It reinforces every racial, ethnic, economic, and gender stereotype that exists. Hugh Laurie is brilliant but criminally misplaced - it's as if they just decided to drop Dr. House in there for no reason whatsoever - and Keanu Reeves looks and acts like they stole him out of the big display window at Macy's. The only saving grace is Officer Disco, played by Chris Evans, and his tentative chemistry with Ludlow (Reeves). And I will say this, because I can't imagine anyone ever wanting to see this movie in any other context than drunk night: he dies. Woo-hoo. Big spoiler, except, not really.

And despite all that, I ended up writing a bit of fic for them. Do I know why? No. Best guess, I felt like entertaining my Id. Maybe a little of [livejournal.com profile] guede_mazaka's influence in there too. Because, again, big spoiler: it's a little fucked up. But I'm cleaning out my hard drive in preparation for The Biggest Damn History Paper Ever Written (otherwise known as How Jack Kerouac Is a Gay Misogynist Ass), and I found this, and I figure, hell, it's the week before the Christmas Rush, everyone needs a bit of anger in their lives.

Especially those working in retail.



end titles for a film
tom / grace, tom / disco
street kings; r-whateva. warnings for spoilers, sex, death, and the over-overuse of the word "fuck".

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