1.My character tag at the Archive of Our Own. (I don't believe you need my permission to write RPF about me, but you certainly have my blessing. Just don't out me if you know my legal persona.)

2. SCC 1x02 strongly implies that Derek and Cameron come from the same future (the date that Cameron provides for Judgment Day is the combination for the safe). Thus, in the future that Derek comes from, John doesn't skip any years. (Presumably, in the future Jessie comes from, he does.) In short, Timelines B and C are the same.

That would mean any appearance of Cameron in Derek's flashbacks would be an appearance of our Cameron, and the differences between the future of, say, "Dungeons and Dragons" and T3 would be the same as between Cameron's future and T3--the main difference we know of being the date of Judgment Day. (I'm not quite sure I understand the mechanics of T3, though--at first glance it looks like a causality loop, but on further looks it become clear that history is being changed, although I'm not sure what it's being changed from--so it might be better to just ignore it altogether.) Off the top of my head, I can't think of anything problematic about this (other than one would expect his and Jessie's timelines to be more wildly divergent, but we already have weird parallelism existing between timelines: Judgment Day itself, of course, but also the fact that Cameron and Jessie both remember the conversation about Jessie's unborn child despite both coming from different timelines) or any detail to contradict the theory. Can anyone else?

Are the ( spoilers for tonight's SCC ) supposed to be taking place in the future Cameron remembers (her subjective past) or the new future which exists in the timeline Cameron created by taking Sarah into the future and not having her die of cancer? I missed last week's episode and I'm so confused.

( more spoilers )

I have to say, they're certainly doing a good job of keeping the intensity. That was a really good episode of television. I just hope they're managing to have it make sense while they do it.

Okay, flist, what day is it? Because I remember going to bed and waking up--or at least I think I do (and I don't really know what the distinction is there, or if perhaps "I remember" is incorrigible--can I be mistaken about what I remember?--have I been reading too much Austin lately?)--only my computer says its ten p.m. instead of ten in the morning like I thought and that would explain why it's so dark outside and why they're setting fireworks off, and I'm just so confused.

Okay, maybe I was only asleep for fifteen minutes and thought I was asleep for the entire night? And didn't turn off my alarm half-asleep, like I thought, because it in fact didn't go off? I guess that makes sense, and means I didn't skip my morning walk. So hoorah, I guess.

I suppose that means I should go to bed now. But I don't exactly feel tired.

Wait. Did I feed the dog? Wait. Did I feed me? I don't remember eating dinner. I don't remember Friday evening at all.

*thinks*

Okay. Here's what I think happened: I think I took a nap after work, then woke up at 9pm thinking it was 9am Saturday when it was actually 9pm Friday. And when I was feeding the cats breakfast (I thought), I was actually giving them their dinner. That would explain it still being, you know, yesterday. And the fireworks are probably from a Riversharks game, because they have fireworks on Fridays. That makes sense. But I'm all disoriented now.

I'm going to go feed the dog now.

ETA: The other possibility is, of course, that I fell in a time loop and it is indeed my yesterday.

Which reminds me of my one other "sleeping time loop" story, which takes place in the beautiful town of Salzburg, Austria. My roommate and I (this was the semester abroad in London) had just flown in, and of course we changed our watches on the plane, setting them forward an hour. If either of us made a mistake and set it in the wrong direction, he would have set it back an hour.

We went to our hostel and, as we had been up all night (as our plane left Stanstead Airport at some ungodly hour in the morning and the transportation wouldn't be running yet, so we had to stay at the hospital overnight, keeping ourselves awake by doing our reading for classes), we immediately took a nap.

When we woke up, both of our watches were an hour ahead of everyone else's. That's two hours ahead of Greenwich Mean Time--a mistake either one of us would be unlikely to make when resetting our watches, yet alone both of us.

The only reasonable explanation, then, is of course that space aliens stopped time, experimented on us for an hour while we were sleeping, then returned us to the time from which they took us.

ETA2: Okay, I've fed the dog and fed myself. My grandmother's turkey soup, of which I still had some leftovers in the fridge, so yum. Isn't there supposed to be some chemical in turkey which makes one sleepy? Hopefully it'll help me get back to sleep, and when I wake up in the morning--the actual morning--everything will be straightened out.

See you on the flip side, flist.

Again.

Changed my journal name from "Postmodern Crisis" to "The Tradescan Codex" in honor of my favourite leitmotif/macguffin, that prophetic text that seems to affect every aspect of the Scoobies' lives in my Watcher!verse (and even some of my non-Watcher!verse fics). I love it, for the damned book brings them all so much pain, yet none of them can bring themselves to stop reading, knowing they need to prepare for the next tragedy. Hopefuly my journal won't be like that for you.

iluvmycaptain seems to be in business *knock on wood*, steady but surely. I know there's not a huge output of Mal/Kaylee or a huge number of Mal/Kaylee shippers, but those who existed seem to know about and be using the comm as a resource, and that makes me happy. Mal/Kaylee now has an entrenched position on the web and, if I may be egotistical for a second, it's all because of me.

I've certainly been busy this weekend. For those who didn't notice, I've joined fanfic100 with Lydia from Buffy as my character. I love seeing her name up there next to the main characters and the major recurring characters, as if she had been in more than two episodes. Anyway, I've reclassified Shopping on Oxford Street and Watcher's Burden as part of what I've already begun to call The Watcher's Diary of Lydia Chalmers.

I've already begun to cannibalize my Drusilla WIP Windows of My Soul to create a couple of Lydia ficlets: The End of an Age and Critique of Judgment I. The former of these made it onto su_herald without my self-pimping it; I don't know what that means (probably nothing), but it made me smile.

Speaking of cannibalizing Windows of My Soul (it'll be stronger for it in the end, I promise!) I also posted A History of Violence, a Spike/Dru piece set in 1942 Germany, after Spike leaves the submarine from "Why We Fight." The fic seems to have been very warmly received--who could complain about these especially warm reviews over at the Slayer's Fanfic Archive?

I feel better for "wasting" my weekend online. I've been feeling listless lately, overcome by paralyzing fear as regards both my academic work and even more so my graduate applications. So I haven't been able to write fic, but somehow I now feel even more directionless without fanfiction. You guys might just be keeping me sane right now, and I joined fanfic100 with that in mind. Hopefully the next round of femslash_minis will center on a character I can actually write.

And I didn't spend my entire weekend online, I went to see 12 Monkeys with the campus philosophy club. It took me almost an hour afterwards to explain why there is no logical error involved in the concept of a causality loop (the "T1" scenario). The causality loop itself is uncaused (or rather caused by itself), but all of its component elements are causally co-determined; it's a feature of the universe. And I'm sure I don't need to explain my reasoning to y'all, many of whom are hardly science fiction neophytes, but it annoyed me that we ended up getting so caught up in what to me seems so elementary. I've revised my notion that discussion of causal loops isn't "real" philosophy--there are a lot of metaphysical assumptions that inevitably come into play--but still, there were other philosophical places we could have went, like the epistemological issues. (It's difficult for a movie to raise real metaphysical issues. Movies like The Matrix and The Truman Show gesture in the direction, but they can't really problematize reality itself--because one cannot cinematically show non-reality. What they can do, however, and do well is problematize our knowledge of reality, without ever really managing to challenge our conviction that some type of noumenal or "objective" reality undergirds it all.) Or I could throw out some real temporal paradoxes, instead of the pseudoparadox presented by a causality loop. Equally, there's no reason "why" temporal paradoxes don't exist--why we don't kill our grandparents--but we can tell from the fact that we exist that they don't. It's simply a feature of the universe.

And speaking of causality loops, if any of my flisters haven't read Robert A. Heinlein's "--All You Zombies--" do so. Now. There's an online version at the link. Not exactly easy on the eyes, but it's so worth it. All hail the dean of science fiction.

Trust me. And if one needs it, or even if one doesn't (it's cool) there's an explanatory graphic "timeline" here.

ETA: Okay, whoever transcribed that story? Really needs to learn how to use quotation marks. *shudder* This story is just as good as the second time I read it (nothing ever competes with the first), but reading it through slash goggles is amusing. I mean, come on, it's time-travelling mpreg! (Well, not really.)

But this line?: He had a lethal style of infighting, like a female cop - reason I wanted him. Not the only one. Slashtastic.

Yeah. He has the hots for ( spoiler )