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I've had a headache all day so I'm listening to that rain sounds loop page and watching massage videos in youtube.

Damn, but if I was rich and/or famous, I'd totally get a massage like, once a day. It'd be glorious.

I wonder what the ~luxurious~ relaxation method of choice was in, say, the Middle Ages. Probably a weekly bath, lol.

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It sometimes weirds me out how fandom tends to allocate its book-love into characters that were never really called that, even if they could fit the profile - it was done to Remus, the apparently Shakespeare lover that was never really seen reading something that didn't involve magic (and that on the whole seemed to be more into magical creatures and magical theory), and fandom is doing it again to Arthur from Inception, which wasn't even seen holding a book throughout the entire movie.

I get that it's just filling in the blanks, but do we really want it so bad for our favorite character to be like us? And we are bookish people, on the whole, it takes a kind to actively read and write fic passionately. I don't mind it, exactly, for I too love books, and have been known to judge people on what they read. It just seems a bit odd, wanting to see ourselves in the characters we write and love - would it be the mildest way of self-insert?

How much of ourselves are we leaving behind when we write someone lovingly caress a book's spine and adore that old-book smell? Is it comparable to people writing Hermione be a Evanescence fan? It's an interesting thing to think about, in any case.