Golly Gee, Am I the Poster Girl?

I read Joss Whedon’s list of his top twenty-five TV characters as inspired by James Gunn’s list. I found both very interesting, so I thought I’d take on the challenge and make my own list, Girl Friday style.

Girl Friday’s Top 25 Television Superheroines
In no particular or scientific order…

Bad Asses
1. Kara “Starbuck” Thrace, Battlestar Galactica
2. Buffy Summers, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
3. Sydney Bristow, Alias
4. Zoe Washburne, Firefly
5. Faith Lehane, Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Beauty and Brains
1. Dana Scully, X-Files
2. Alma Garret, Deadwood
3. Liz Parker, Roswell
4. Willow Rosenberg, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
5. Winifred “Fred” Burkle, Angel

Silver Tongued
1. Daria Morgendorffer, Daria
2. Darlene Connor, Roseanne
3. Lorelai Gilmore, Gilmore Girls
4. Veronica Mars, Veronica Mars
5. Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City

Miss-Anthropists
1. Jaye Tyler, Wonderfalls
2. Calamity Jane, Deadwood
3. Georgia “George” Lass, Dead Like Me
4. Anya Jenkins, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
5. Miranda Hobbes, Sex and the City

Miss-Cellaneous
1. Angela Chase, My So-Called Life
2. Maria DeLuca, Roswell
3. Kaylee Frye, Firefly
4. Cindy “Mac” Mackenzie, Veronica Mars
5. Pam Beesley, The Office

As I am much too lazy to do the linkage for each of these ladies, please visit IMDB or Wikipedia for more information. If you aren’t familiar with the shows on the list, go to Netflix now—I beg of you—for the sake of our continued friendship!

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If I Could Attack With a More Sensible Approach, Obviously That’s What I’d be Doing

Let’s talk about friends.  I have lots and you’re all special to me in different ways.  You make my life richer than if I had a million dollars.  I can’t imagine having a million dollars and no one to share it with.  You give me confidence to do things that I don’t think I can, and you let me vent my frustrations when I’m down.

A few of you out there know I’ve been struggling with my writing for the past few days.  It’s taken all my will power to write anything at all.  Even now I wonder why I bother.  The point of my post-a-day goal is not to post absolute crap, but I don’t feel like my head is on straight.  The world seems slightly askew.  Cue the dramatic music.

I don’t have the license on being original.  I think it’s important that I always express myself in a truly authentic way, and I hope you try to do the same.  For me, this diary is personal.  It’s my imagination run rampant, a place where a mere office aid is a Superheroine.  I’m still learning the rules of this diary, but mostly I make them up as I go.

I talked about the creative process today with The Pink Fairy.  She and I have differing perspectives on it.  I don’t think there is a right or a wrong way to do things, but I feel maintaining my bare minimum goal is not asking too much.  It’s one less hour worrying about dishes and dusting.  It’s one less hour I’m on the phone or watching the Emmy Awards.  To be fair, an hour of writing a day will never get me very far, but maybe it will keep the dream burning bright.

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Can You Find Yourself Without Me?

There can only be one Girl Friday, and I’m sorry, but the position is filled…

I am having a hard time writing today.  Everything I want to say comes out a little more biting than I think is probably decent.  I’m well meaning, but somehow my intentions are getting lost in translation.  All those clichés about mouths are true.  I can run on at the mouth, I sometimes stick my foot in it; I have a smart-mouth, etc.  I forget that this diary isn’t just written in the privacy of my room, it’s written for public consumption.  Rules of decorum still apply, and though I loath to admit it, I’m not such a bad ass that I can abandon politeness altogether.

Since I can’t seem to think of something nice to say, I’ll say nothing at all.  My lips are sealed.

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