So, do y’all remember when I made a post about regions and how they suck and how you can use a program called Anydvd to basically turn your computer into a region free dvd player?
You do? Good. Because do I have some infuriating information for you.
Basically ripping a dvd (copying its contents to a hard drive or computer) is illegal. Yes, you read that right. My husband, who enjoys reading about DRM and copyright issues informed me today that even if you’re using said ripped dvd as your archival copy it is illegal because ripping it removes all the lovely DRM software and encription etc.
SO DON’T DO IT.
Yeah I know that’s pretty stupid but trust me it gets stupider from there. For example he also informed me that right now the act of ripping a cd onto your computer and then putting songs from that cd on an ipod is currently under legal dispute. Because reasons.
I’ve taken down my previous post because I really don’t feel like having the FBI burst into my house and accuse me of promoting piracy (even though I clearly wasn’t) and it would be really nice if you would delete it too.
You may now return to your regularly scheduled blogging.
I need all of the fics in which the Doctor and Rose have pets, Tumblr.
ALL of them.
I did a reread of these books not too long ago, and OH MY GOD YES. They are the best ship. And I love in Emperor Mage when Numair confronts Ozorne and finally starts to admit how he feels about Daine. Tall nerdy guys and kickass women are my FAVORITE
YES TO ALL OF THIS. :D
I am getting sick of Eleven’s shitty actions being excused because ~the Doctor lies~. Yes, Seven was manipulative, and yes, Nine and Ten lied too, but it was always portrayed as a bad thing or difficult decision, it was never excused by “that’s just what he does”, and the companions were upset with him when he lied to them.
IN THE WORLD OF OUR HEADS THERE WAS ABSOLUTELY SEX ON THE TARDIS.
There was just so much touching, you know? And one day, Rose just couldn’t take the slow, gentle progression anymore.
She thought about all those moments when the Doctor had grabbed her hand and she had secretly shuddered in delight; and now she laughed, remembering feeling that way about holding hands, because now they did even more than that and it still wasn’t enough.
He’d taken to running his fingers through her hair whilst they sat side by side on the sofa watching telly, his arm slung neatly around her shoulders and softly stroking the golden strands. When they were cooking in the galley on the TARDIS, or doing the washing up at Jackie’s after dinner, they would stand side by side and bump shoulders and hips and occasionally throw flour or splash water at each other. In the library, they would curl up together and read, or talk, into the endless night.
In the mornings, he would bound into her room with a cup of tea to wake her up and flop down next to her on her bed, wriggling and bouncing so that she was forced to lift her face from the pillow and groan, “Fine, I’m getting up. Just…two more minutes.” And he beamed when she said that, and stayed right where he was until she finally dragged her eyes open fully and got up; he was so oblivious that she usually had to cough pointedly in order to get him to leave her room so that she could change.
But at some point, all that touching and closeness and snuggling and the occasional forehead-or-cheek-kiss…it had to lead somewhere.
And so that time he sat outside her ensuite bathroom door so that he could talk to her whilst she was getting ready, when she stepped out, refreshed and wrapped in a towel, he had reached out and stroked the soft skin of her ankle, seemingly without thought, and she had stared at him until he realised what he was doing. With a cough and a bluster, he retrieved his hand and jumped up, swallowing thickly at the sight of her, his fingers tingling and itching to sweep her hair away from her neck so that he could follow that water droplet, that water droplet right there, sliding down over her collar bone and pooling somewhere beneath the towel.
And that wasn’t the only thing pooling, oh the heat, the heat and the want and the can’t-haves and really-shouldn’ts, and Rose called him out on it at last, raising her eyebrows at him when he just stood there and watched her, and she said, in a soft but demanding tone, that all this teasing had to stop.
And the look on his face - he was hurt by her words when she hadn’t intended that; he was always misinterpreting things. So she clarified her statement, telling him that things have been heading this way for a long time, things are gonna change, I need things to change, and as she spoke each sentence she stepped closer, and he reflexively stepped back, until she had quite literally backed him into the corner of her bedroom; one look at his face told her he really didn’t mind - his eyes dark and twinkling, his entire posture telling her that he wasn’t backing away because he didn’t want this, didn’t want to believe her words, but instead he was backing away so that she could take command of this situation and show him that it was okay, that the universe wouldn’t implode, that really, he was just a man, and she was just a woman, and oh, the things they could do.
doctor who, your fanfic series thing that you never finished but i really like them anyways, jenny x river, amusing tags, capslock =P <3
I will finish them I promise! >.< I’m just slow and a bit sporadic.
These things are great things with which to be associated. :D
CAPSLOCK FOR LIFE.
River/Jenny, leather gloves, Matt Smith's faaaace, CAPSLOCK, and Pern.
ALL OF THE ABOVE THINGS ARE EXCELLENT AND ALSO TRUE.
You are the best. It's so hard to find people who even know Tamora Pierce even exists, and those I know that do hate Numair and Daine even though I love them so so so much! I'm actually re reading Realm of the Gods right now too and I just love all their scenes when they finally get together. And on top of that you ship the Doctor and Rose. Thank you for being so awesome :D
MY GOD ANON HOW DO PEOPLE HATE DAINE AND NUMAIR.
Oh wait, probably for very similar reasons that people hate Doctor/Rose. :( People are sort of dumb like that.
Yesssss I love when he finds her and thinks she’s dead and he’s all MURDER REVENGE and then she speaks and he’s all OMG YOU’RE ALIVE LET’S KISS and she’s totally YES I AM DOWN WITH THIS.
:D Thank you anon for reading excellent books and shipping excellent ships and being very sweet.
chameleonlady replied to your post “I did not realize that Nikola Tesla was such a babe.”
nikola tesla is the bEST like he’s hot aND he’s sciencey
Studies (conducted by me) show that sexy and sciencey is one of my types.