[Meta!] - something I just posted at the official HL board:

There's something deeply frustrating about being a Methos fan:

Ever since I first discovered Methos (and Highlander), I've felt like a helpless passenger in a car going very fast in a direction I didn't want to go.( More behind the cut! )

And, in lieu of a con report (for now, anyway):

There is something deeply odd about his body. Deeply odd, and impossibly attractive. His face, all cheekbones and nose, was made to be outlined by harsh light and stark shadow. His fingers are long, elegant, they steeple in thought, dance in explanation. Long legs, made for strides, not steps. Long arms, for claiming space. He moves like a dancer, like an athlete, like a cat - like a man who has been at home in his body for millennia. At times he seems boneless; then, he's all bones and joints and angles. Smiles with his entire face; laughs with his entire body. He can do cute. He commands attention by being perfectly unassuming. His frame is made for hanging shapeless clothes from, clothes that are wide, worn, lived in, spacious and comfortable. He inhabits them like his body, with ease and grace.

(This may be fan fiction, or not.)

He says, "... and that's when I felt he was, almost, a separate entity, that he was real." He says, "That sounds like I'm completely out of my mind!" Laughs, face crinkling, hands flying up, fluttering, he's agitated, and there's a bit of denial there. The laugther's a disclaimer. He would be spooked, perhaps, to know just how much they love him in precisely that moment. They will replay it in their minds for months to come.

Random Real Life Post!

It's ten years this year since I finished school - thankfully, nobody seems to be planning a big reunion at the moment, or I would have to decide whether to go or not. ;-) Well, for some reason I got curious about some of my schools' and universities' websites today, so I looked them up. Turns out almost all of them at least *have* a website now - for some, that was definitely not the case when I still attended them! So, here they are for your perusal, should you be so inclined. A glimpse of my Real Life.

- My primary school: Gruneliusschule Frankfurt, 1983-1987 (no website - probably because most schools seem to rely on their students to build their website, and primary school students can't do that kind of thing yet. ;-))
- My, uh, for lack of a better word, high school, 1987-1996: http://cms.carl-schurz-schule.de/ (Really badly designed website. I see they still haven't managed to renovate the library, either, if the pictures are to be believed. It was that same shade of vomit green when I was there. Frell... nine years of misery. Well, okay, six years of misery and three years of okayishness.)
- My first university, 1996-1997: http://www.uni-kiel.de/ (swanky!)
- My, uh... how'd you call it? Ah, never mind... 1997-2001: http://www.zeichenakademie.de (That website didn't exist when I started studying there, which is a bit embarrassing considering they're a design school!)
- My second university, 2001-2003 and 2004-present: http://www.uni-frankfurt.de/
- My sort-of-third university, 2003-2004: http://www.bham.ac.uk/default.asp
- I also occasionally study here, thanks to a cooperation agreement between that uni and mine: http://www.uni-mainz.de/

There. Now wasn't that exciting?

I'll make up for it with a con report later tonight. ;-)