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Should have included a spoiler warning in my last post, too. Sorry.

Before I begin to gush, here's a little link for Kiki: http://www.bbc.co.uk/cult/farscape/swearing/clip0.shtml
Does that answer your question? ;-) Thanks for the update from Real Life, btw.

And, speaking of Real Life, spending four hours in the same room as my Spanish teacher every day is entirely too much. It's a good thing the week is almost over - we change teachers every week. I really, really, really don't need a crush now.

And now for a teeny tiny bit of FS gushing.

Oh. My. God. This ep was perfect. Way too much to mention here now, 'cause I can't afford to go to bed as late as yesterday tonight. So, just a few notes.

- The thermonuclear bomb. It's like a neanderthal planning to hit a space age man over the head with a large rock - crude, but effective, and it might just work, as long as you have the surprise on your side. But, god, John must be desperate to walk around with a nuclear bomb(!!!!!!!!!! I'm running out of exclamation marks here!) wired to his heartbeat! Two quotes come to mind:

"My plans suck." (John, Twice Shy)

"This plan is so stupid, it has to be ours." (D'Argo, don't remember which ep)

Yes indeed, but that's why we love you guys. ;-)

- the 'America' speech. Wow. What's with all the open political commentary this season? Have the writers finally lost control of their inner liberal? ;-) Democracy and Capitalism. Heh. Maybe FS was cancelled because it didn't fit the current political agenda. Break out the conspiracy theories!
Also loved the reactions to John's little performance:
Some guy: "He's crazy!"
Aeryn: "Isn't it fun?"

- John and Aeryn in the elevator. *Hmpf melts for the second time in three days due to a shippy scene*
That just may have been the most romantic Farscape scene ever, for me, and that's saying a *lot*. It was *beautiful*.
And all that with an atomic bomb wired to John. What a uniquely Farscape-like situation to get shippy in.

- John and Aeryn bickering about who should kill Scorpy. Both of them, somehow, finding themselves unable to do it. Great stuff.

As much as it hurts to lose the show now, I'm immensely glad that the second half of the season has such a high number of truly great eps. There's something to be said for going out on a bang, not a whimper.

And besides, of course, we're going to get our show back. We *are*. I know it. :-)

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The most important thing first. (This is *my* journal, so -- *my* priorities. Even if they make sense to no one but me and the 2,559 posters on Frell Me Dead.) The most important thing is this: I'm depressed. Not too severely, but nevertheless. Watched 'We're So Screwed pt.1: Fetal Attraction' yesterday with Kadira (gotta love those ep titles), and it's a frelling fantastic ep. Damn, I love this show. And I can't help myself, I just love it when John goes totally badass. Love it in a sick way, because somehow it's all *wrong* for him to be that way, and yet... he's only survived because he's discovered he can be as tough as they come, so how wrong can it be? He had no choice with all the dren the universe (or, more precisely, sadistic script writers) kept throwing at him but to learn how to kick butt. And part of the sick thrill of watching John kick butt is that nagging memory at the back of my mind of the soft, naive, friendly and innocent John of season one. The discrepancy between the two is so incredible, and yet has been growing so slowly and believably. Which is precisely why I love the writers, actors, etc. of Farscape. I've never seen better character development on TV than on this show.

And then there's Aeryn. For once not rescuing John but being rescued by him. A distressingly weak Aeryn. For some reason this ep's torture scenes, short as they were, had a more profoundly distressing effect on me than the whole of 'Prayer' had. Don't know what was wrong with that, but somehow 'Prayer' didn't get to me as it should have. Well, but 'Fetal Attraction' did, oh yes. Especially the hallucinations in the beginning. Very, very painful.
The fandom is pretty divided over Aeryn at the moment, it seems. I don't read many blogs or forums, but a friend supplies me occasionally with stuff she considers worthwhile... Well, most people seem to agree that This Is Not Our Aeryn Anymore. Some take this quite literally, suggesting that the bioloid might have been on board Moya a lot longer than just since BHTB. Some just say it's inconsistent writing. Well, I dunno. I'm reasonably sure that, at least physically, it *is* our Aeryn all right. And all the strange changes in her behaviour I still tend to explain by reference to her months-long absence from Moya at the beginning of the season. We still don't know what happened there - and chances are we won't, not for a long time, anyway.

Other notes: obviously, I need to watch the ep again (and again and again and again and again... you know how it is), but a few things that struck me:

- Noranti and Rygel: very touching scene, between these two unlikely charactes. Only Farscape could have a truly touching scene between a two foot high greenish-grey (and peeling!) Muppet and a shriveled old woman with three eyes and monstrous ears. Incredible.

- D'Argo and Chiana: okay, I'm not a shipper, not by a long shot, but can I just go 'wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!' here for a moment???

- D'Argo has grown on me a *lot*. Also, he seems to be seriously growing up.

- Chiana never needed to grow on me, loved her from the beginning.

- Sikozu's people. Great, understated culture building there. Just a few hints here and there...

- Colour direction. Every FS ep seems to have its own colour. This one was sort of a brownish red.

- John/Aeryn shippiness: Let me repeat it: I am *not* a shipper. But seeing John sitting on the floor besides Aeryn's bed, sleeping, exhausted, leaning his head against the bed, and her stroking him ever so gently...... -- *melts*

- But my joy at the intensity of that moment is nothing compared to my happiness about the return of Harvey. Hezmana, I'm evil. I'm actually *happy* to see yet another stress factor resurface in John's already not exactly easy life! *g* But it's hard not to enjoy the interaction between the two, and the weird forms their enounters take on -- 'I am the undead!' *snort*.
And, frell, it's hard not to be fascinated by John's ongoing struggle with madness. I'm not sure I want to know what that says about me, but... there it is. Everybody who knows me a bit knows that I was frustrated when they seemed to remove the Harvey problem so easily in 'Promises'. Felt like a cop-out to me. I'm glad it turned out to be just a ruse.

I still can't believe that, if Skiffy have their way, there's only three more eps to go, and all those intriguing plot lines will be left dangling. Frell you, Skiffy. (Sorry, needed that.)

*****

All right, change of topic. The second most important thing in my life at the moment is of course the Spanish course. I've sort of caught up with the rest of the class now, and am feeling pretty good. I have to take care not to develop a crush for my teacher, though. He's kind of... hmmmm. Cute? Not really, but I like him. ´s far as I know him, which is not very far.

Which reminds me I should write a bit faster, 'cause I still have my 'deberes' to do.

*****

Okay. Next topic. Miles Vorkosigan. The other man in my life right now, courtesy of Lois McMaster Bujold. (LOL.) I don't feel like going into details here and now, as it's not yet an obsession, but I must say, the books are fun. Great fun. I'm not much for military SF, usually, but this series is interesting because of its characters and a nicely ironic touch, and the hero is such an unusual character that he's really almost the antithesis of the typical hero. But why the frell do strong women always have to have red hair??? ;-)

*****

Birmingham update: Told the foreign students' office that I would like to go there this autumn, and got a very encouraging reply that basically said that usually, once you're there, funds can be found to make a second semester possible. So, there's definitely hope for a whole year yet. :-)

*****

And finally, it looks like I will be doing some kind of presentation at this year's DortCon, in about three and a half weeks. It requires me to go directly to Dortmund from Barcelona, to speak to a probably tiny audience, but hey, the things I'm doing for Farscape...
You ask why I'm doing this? Well, same answer as the nasty answer from Aeryn's goddess: because I can. - And because it's important to me that the fandom survives and spreads, as much as possible, under these difficult conditions, because I still believe that fandom can be an important power in making a future for the show possible. So, it's simple, really. I think something needs to be done; I feel like I can do it, and that probably no one will do it if I don't do it myself, and hence, I do it. And that's that.)

Okay, and now off to my homeworks and then to bed.
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Who'd have thought I'd be back here so soon? Certainly not me. Not that I mind. Barcelona is a wonderful city - one I'm sort of beginning to feel quite at home in - and Kadira and her little family are always fun to be with. This stay is decidedly less fannish than the last, though. Language school is time consuming, and it isn't helpful either that I was not put in the course for absolute beginners. All the others in my class have already been here for a week, and it's kind of hard to keep up with them...
Got lots of homework, too. I hardly get around to watching Farscape with Kadira! And all my website work is still waiting to be tackled, as are several fanfics I brought, in the hope that I would be inspired... and inspired I am, but I haven't had much of a chance to write yet. A shame.
Still, I feel pretty good, though I did have two short bouts of depression, also. One yesterday, when - perhaps reawakened due to the change in pace that comes with travelling - the awareness that Farscape is ending, at least for the time being, rose to the surface of my mind once more. The other today, when talking about fanfic writing and the fact that nobody seems to read me. Well, nobody but a few very choice friends. (My usual coming and going writer's neurosis.)
On the whole, though, I'm quite happy. I feel very comfortable with my hosts, now that I'm here for the third time in less than three years, and I do enjoy finally learning a new language again. It's been a long time... (Latin doesn't count.)
It's difficult, though. Not really much more difficult than I expected, but definitely more time consuming. Classes from 9 in the morning to a quarter past two in the afternoon, then homework, which also takes hours, even if I do it only sloppily. The teachers are very nice, and the classes are very small. Four people in the morning - two girls, one guy, and me - and three in the afternoon - me, the guy from the morning class, and an older man who's lived in Ireland for 20 years. Unfortunately, almost everybody is German, and the only non-German is Swiss. On the other hand, it's good that there are people who speak and understand German, 'cause I'm still very, very far from being able to communicate in Spanish. Volker (that's Kadira's hubby) is planning to complement my teaching by taking us to see The Two Towers in Spanish this weekend... *g*
Well... what else to tell? Today Mike, Kadira's son, caught a mouse, so I feel right at home. ;-)
It's much less cold here than I expected, which is good. Today I got drenched in a downpour, though, and I think I'm going to buy an umbrella tomorrow! As well as a dictionary.
I'm writing Save Farscape letters even from Barcelona, and plan on sending postcards to Bonnie Hammer, Mark Stern, Tom Vitale, Kevin Levy and Gary Levine, and to Henson, too. Just to show them that Farscape fans truly are everywhere, and will be counted wherever they are. *g*
I'm also planning on taking turns with Volker preparing dinner for the four of us... I feel bad enough as it is 'imposing' myself on them like this! ;-) I made a potato and pea dish today that even Mike seemed to like. That made me so proud! *g*
Well... my brain is sort of half-asleep already, so I think I'll stop now. These two days have been kind of quiet, anyway, so there isn't that much more to tell, really, at the moment.

On edit: Just noticed I haven't mentioned this yet, since I haven't been updating my Livejournal very often recently: I think I should mention here that I was apparently accepted for the ERASMUS program after last week's short interview about my motivations. I say 'apparently' because the wording of the acceptance mail suggested there might be yet another selection process. I sent back the 'I accept' form, anyway, and we'll see what will happen. My euphoria after the decision was strangely limited - non-existent, actually. I think that is because the reality of my endeavour began to finally catch up with me, and I was finally beginning to get afraid... not afraid enough to quit now, though! So, if all goes well, I'll be in Birmingham, come October... :-)

But now I should really go to bed.

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