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I just actually read, cover to cover, Antoine de Saint-Exupery's The Little Prince for the first time. There was a cartoon when I was a kid, so I always had the general impression that I knew what it was about: Little Prince, little planet, rose, bell jar, tiny volcanos.

Apparently the cartoon left out the a) tragic love with the pilot who narrates the story, and b) DEATH. French people are weird, man.

And, in news that will likely surprise no one, now I want to write slash based on this story. Not about these characters, because their love is - no really - so pure, but... it's a whole book about very simply stated and incredibly intense loves, and the tragedy of a lonely blond. So I think we can all see where my brain goes from there.

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daveamongus update: He's back in the States now, and was about to board his plane from Baltimore to California when he got off the phone with my dad. His unit's expected to stay in California about a week, then be released from active duty back in Indiana sometime next weekend. If all goes to plan, his reserve duty will end at roughly the same time, so he won't have to worry about any further call-ups.

Okay, Mr. Logic...

I was talking to brooklinegirl about the way Fraser tends to overanalyze and overthink things. We agreed that Fraser does this in canon and not just my fic (it just, er, takes up more screentime in my fic. shut up.) - as when he thought Thatcher wanted him to father her child. Once he'd gotten that idea, he just went along thinking it out in his own mind and never picking up further clues that might contradict his first assumption.

Fraser doesn't have problems with logic vs. instinct. After all, right there in the pilot, he acts on a hunch. Fraser has problems with logic versus reality. At some point he chooses a set of axioms, and starts proceeding - logically - from those axioms, without really fact-checking with the outside world. Unless and until the outside world starts beating him with two-by-fours, and sometimes not even then.

This lead me to the realization of what precisely Fraser's laws-of-physics-and-probability-bending superpower is: he lives In Theory. As in, "Well, Ray, In Theory it should be possible for us, if we land on precisely the right snow structures from precisely the right angle and position, to land unharmed after jumping out of a plane." And then they do!