Mine refuses to focus on my sherds and instead keeps trying to figure out which book this and that scene were in. Which I just don't know, and my books ate at home where they belong, so can it please stop it already? *flails*
No, no, it's Aubreyad. Nothing else ever makes me wonder.
So. Ahem. You wouldn't happen to know when Harte notices Jack is cuckolding him? I think he knew (or suspected) right from the start, but I'm not sure. And there's a scene somewhere when Stephen and Diana go to some kind of *vague hand gesture* party-ish gathering, and people wonder how that ugly little man got a beautiful woman like that to go out with him.
I should probably just cave and start reading Aubreyad again.
That is a lot. I usually do one short week meeting up with a handful of LJ friends for a Moot (last year in Belgium, this in England), go on excavation (our project is in Lebanon), which is work, and aside from that it's the odd visit to the family, which is not even leaving the federal state, let alone the country.
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Yours?
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Nothing in particular. Poking at livejournal. Thinking about dancing. Thinking about my trip to Oslo. Just not getting any work done :)
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So. Ahem. You wouldn't happen to know when Harte notices Jack is cuckolding him? I think he knew (or suspected) right from the start, but I'm not sure. And there's a scene somewhere when Stephen and Diana go to some kind of *vague hand gesture* party-ish gathering, and people wonder how that ugly little man got a beautiful woman like that to go out with him.
I should probably just cave and start reading Aubreyad again.
You do travel a lot, don't you?
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That is a lot. I usually do one short week meeting up with a handful of LJ friends for a Moot (last year in Belgium, this in England), go on excavation (our project is in Lebanon), which is work, and aside from that it's the odd visit to the family, which is not even leaving the federal state, let alone the country.
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