~~where reena is duly disturbed, yet amazed. again.

[reenka]

i'm so frikkin' easily irritated. oh, gahd. i... don't like it, but...there it is. some people, just, rub me so the wrong way. it's nothing they do! it's so not their fault. but. ack. i feel so...dirty. so... closed-minded. this is a real-life person, btw. and i don't even know him. and at first look, i'm like, oh god, i don't want to spend one more moment in his company. the mind is a strange, strange place. he like, talks to people (this is me in the computer lab, being "ms consultant")-- people of his nationality-- and it's in english-- but it sounds like it's in indian-- and gahd but that shouldn't irritate me, goddamit..! aaargh. *breathes.... slowly*

newbies. talkative unprofessional newbies. who barely speak english. aaaaaaaaaargh. *screams silently*
i'm... losing my reputation (to myself) as a kind, reasonable, agreeable person, aren't i. damnit all, i'm just ...secretly... a bitch, aren't i?? aaaargh.

he's done nothing to deserve this. ok. ok. so i want to be alone. so i like my big consultant's room all to myself. so he's making noise. so that noise isn't even english-sounding, or interesting. so these two people are in my space, talking to him. so they're not going away. so they're all overly friendly. did i ever mention how i -hate- overly friendly?? well i do. i so, so, so, so, so, so, SO do. *breathes*

ok, a bit better. can't they SHUT UP??!!!??? blabber, blabber, blabber!!! *reena hyperventilates. silently* i'm frikkin' silent and it's killing me, but i am, you know? why can't everyone see the glory of not blabbering? why, god, why????!??

yes. well. now you know. i'm really a bit... easily set off. not that that should be a suprise, but...
the more irritated i realize i am, the more irritating the irritant is. isn't that insane? i'm so not good at taking "the little things". ok, the big things, either, but the little irritants are what drive me insane. yes, insane. i can bite, right now. i can so, so bite. his frikkin' ASS, if he keeps blabbering in indian-speak. no, i won't. that's what annoys me, isn't it. silent. if people are silent, i really don't care -what- they're like. see? so easy!! *huge sigh of relief* ok the blab-collaborators are gone. reena is sane again. whew. that was close.


in less stressful news, i had a freaky dream. it had a 60+ william shatner in it-- he wasn't singing-- but there were close-ups-- and boat-chases-- and atlantic-city casinos with really bad diners in them, and arcade games, instead of casino-stuff-- and instead of atlantic city, it really looked more like a deserted island-- nice beach. hm. but still, william shatner is a bloody disturbing cameo to have in a dream, no?

~~
reena, who needed a laugh: denial: the mask of sorrow, indeed. *maniacal laughter* ooh, yea. batman wants to storm -your- door, baby, yea.
~~

first review of ``harry potter and the chamber of secrets" out there, and the thing that sticks to mind is some lame reviewer going, `'harry potter should be american!" ha! ha! that's just rich ~:)
     actually, i like the idea of kenneth branagh as lockhart. i dunno why. yet another ``classicist" actor doing harry potter. why not??

onwards. first we had horned-sexgod!draco, now.... it's lord-of-the-flies!draco... i adore them both. where could this be going...?? i seem to be in complete enthrallment of fics that definitely see h/d through, shall we say, twisted lens. delightfully twisted. of course, i lust and crave after my meat-and-potatoes of h/d goodness, oh yes i do. but ah, variety is truly the spice of life. i don't think it's because i'm bored with ``straight" h/d stories (eeeergh)-- i just-- it's the equivalent of AUs, except more difficult, because the strangeness comes from things more subtle, more sharp, than the overall background setting of the story. i mean, they're still in hogwarts. they're still recognizably harry and draco. and yet... and yet... it's just delightful, what you can do with that, where you can go..! places so disturbing and hilarious and endearing and downright hot, it's unbelievable. this indelible writerly mark these brilliant writers (all my beloved writers) leave on these characters-- it's amazing, simply amazing. they take these people-- and leave them largely intact in many a respect-- and yet make them over completely. i'm in awe. *blows kisses to all the beautiful brilliant people* wow. such bounty. my toesies are tingling, heh.