The Howling

Mmh, during the past week or so I've had so much going on in my head I've been dying to write down but haven't had time, strength or possibility to do so due to a) spending the Christmas at my mom's place b) falling once again mysteriously ill (another of those strange and unexplainable muscle cramp spells plus a high fever, this time I even had to spend some time at the medical center under surveillance, oh joy) c) probably as an after-effect of said illness, being generally lethargic and tired.

But anyway. Rant time.
I bought the second book of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight series, New Moon, for myself as a Christmas present and realized something a bit surprising while reading it. In case there's someone who wants to read it and hasn't yet reading this, I'll put the spoilery parts under a cut.

( Beauty and the Beasts )

But yes, what I actually realized was that I once again rebelled against the canon "main couple" and rooted for the underdog. When I started to think about it, I do that quite a lot.
It's actually very rarely that I support "the good ship" if there is an interesting alternative available.

Let's see...
Arwen and Aragorn? Boring! Éowyn and Faramir all the way.
One of the biggest faults of the otherwise brilliant movie trilogy was what they did to Faramir, including his beautiful romance with Éowyn which actually is the only visible romance there is in the book. They walk together in the garden and on the city walls, they talk, they confess to each other their dreams and fears, they even banter. What's not to love?

Jean and Scott? Well, pretty much anything involving good ol' Slim is enough to bore anyone into tears.
Plus, while I know perfectly well that by a long run the whole idea of Jean and Logan is completely absurd, his undying, unrequited love and devotion for her is something truly amazing. But well, my main ship in that fandom is Gambit/Rogue anyway. They're way too fucked-up and complicated to probably ever become boring. :D

Jack and Kate? Jate is fate, my ass. They don't even bore me, they make me cringe.
Jack makes me wish he would die a painful death every time he's on screen, and every time Kate is with him, I want to slap her. She completely forgets she's a competent badass bitch and becomes a sniveling, simpering wuss who practically grovels for his acceptance, and he doesn't help by patronizing her. What a great romance. *rolls eyes* And I don't say this just because I'm a so-called Skater, I'd be completely pleased if she ran off with Sayid or something, as long as it isn't Jack. But I hope beyond hope that she would stick with Sawyer. *sigh*

Will and Elizabeth... well, don't even get me started on them! Because that would never end.

In Harry Potter I could never care less about the relationships between the protagonists, it was always the side characters I found more intriguing anyway.

Actually, I think that out of all my 'ships, only Buffy and Angel have been a "good ship", and them I started shipping when I was 14 or something. Drizzt and Catti-brie are generally accepted as the main couple now (after years of indecisive on-offness, thoug), but they weren't that originally and Wulfgar was still around for a long time even after their relationship started to develop.
Shipping is pretty illogical business, and not all of my ships follow the same pattern, but most of them do. I've come to the conclusion that I usually root for relationships that are based on good companionship and/or some kind of deeper connection, mutual understanding. Which probably isn't all that surprising, considering that's the kind of love I would like to find one day. *chuckle*

Mmh. I had much more to write/rant about, but my brain's apparently not functioning properly again. Could be my screwed-up sleeping pattern, I woke up at midnight so I'm starting to feel a bit dizzy. I can't go to sleep yet, though, otherwise I'll never regain a normal pattern.
New Year's Eve tomorrow. I have no idea where I'll be. Possibly in Laitila, possibly in here. With Tommi I'm apparently at odds again at least. He saw himself justified to get mad at me because I couldn't answer the phone when I was at the med center. Pshh, whatever. He's not my pack leader.

I somehow don't want this year to end. Or actually, I don't want year 2008 to start.
I don't know why, I just have a strange, uncomfortable feeling about it.

*lets out a deep breath*

Anyways, it was so good to see people again.
Tommi invited me to join their Cthulhu campaign, which is nice because it gives me a chance to see pretty much everyone at least once a week, especially now that Kahi's Forgotten Realms campaign seems to be dead (which is a great pity in a way because the Realms are like my imaginary homeworld and I'm really fond of my Calimshite wind sorceress Ishra. Ah well, at least I can make her & co. kick ass in Icewind Dale II.)
We also made some plans about my character and she turned out to be pretty cool, I think.
She's a young Anglo-French heiress named Elizabeth de Somethingepicinfrench. But you can call her Bess, she's cool like that. She's also a bit revolutionary for a young aristocratic lady in the '20s, sporting short curls and wearing trousers and waistcoats and stuff like that. But I guess no one is very surprised as she's my character after all. *chuckle*
Also, Tommi and Venla are just too cute. It was really heartwarming to watch those two, they're so good together. :)

Meh. Better go and try to get some sleep now.

Se on loppu nyt.
Minä en ole likakaivo, ovimatto, enkä sätkynukke jota voi käyttää hyväkseen milloin ja miten vain haluaa.
Olen ollut liian kiltti, liian hyvä ihmisille jotka eivät sitä ole ansainneet.
Enkä aio olla sitä enää.

Joten turha järkyttyä jos en tästä lähin enää aio kuunnella kaikkea niskaani vuodatettua kurjuutta, rientää avuksenne pienimmästäkin eleestä ja asettaa aina muiden etua omani edelle.
Enkä halua enää olla vain korvike, väliaikaisesti käytettävissä kunnes he löytävät jotain parempaa tilalle ja jättävät minut vailla tunnontuskia.
Ehen.

Enkä muutenkaan ymmärrä miten olen jaksanut roikkua mukana tässä naurettavassa touhussa näinkin kauan, laumassa epäkypsiä kakaroita jotka leikkivät okkultismilla ja toistensa tunteilla ja luulevat kaikki liikoja itsestään. Tosin myönnän että olen osaltani myös ollut itse sellainen, mutta sekin saa riittää.
Saatan tulla kaipaamaan joitakin heistä, mutta toisten kohdalla olen vain tyytyväinen jos en enää koskaan heistä kuulisikaan.

Joten, etsikää uusi ovimatto. This ain't my fight.