So, in an attempt to not be totally a shambles for
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( And it is still really, really special. )

This fic took my soul, beat it up, and when I wasn't looking, took it and beat it up some more, and then kicked it in the face. I am happy to let it out into the wilds; I want to set it free so that it will let go of my heart and the claws it has sank into it. I thank charlie_d_blue for hearing my confessions. Without you, Ambiguous Backstory Is NothingSo yeah, ( Read more... )

1. Troubleshoot Powerpoint... in Japanese
   
2. Have I mentioned the "in Japanese" part yet?
   
3. Come home exhausted from 8 hours of doing mostly nothing

Deskwork is terrifyingly bad on my brain. I come home angry, bored and unmanagable. I think I should go be a construction foreman instead. My spine aches from the sitting and I stay up late thinking of awesome ( Read more... )

I spent the whole of Thursday in search of appropriate office wear and ended up desiring to rip the strip of malls to pieces and eat it. I don't usually hate shopping, but after a month and a half of living in the realm of disco-ball-dizzying shopping centres I've discovered that I sometimes can bubble up with somnambulistic hate subconsciously ( Read more... )

Man, I love furry balls. I love tennis. I got my ass kicked today and my forehand still sucks and I can't rally worth a damn and my serve looks and feels like a limp noodle, but for six whole shots back and forth I had proper form, and you can feel the movement go up the gut of the racquet and right down your arm and the noise it makes as it goes ( Read more... )

The Exercise-Self-Daily-Until-in-Proper-Shape programme is chugging along like a happy tugboat - today was running at night, and cold as it was it felt pretty good to just do fifteen minutes and a simple 2.4km (which I am trying to force myself to convert to miles = 1.5???). Tomorrow, furry balls! :D :D :D Feels v. good. With hope I'll be up to 3k ( Read more... )

I am exhausted to the point of wanting to break things; work was fantastically bad today, and boss comes back tomorrow with what will likely be a cannister of whoop-ass, so I am going to stay up late tonight doing a Hundred Thousand Productive Things, but first ( Read more... )

Concrit on the writing meme, watching Trek for the second time, three day "weekend" that involves a lot of public speaking, darkrooms, Photoshop and code: my favourite brew.

>:D Writing is so happening tonight, even though (especially because) I have to be up at 7 tomorrow morning.

Live long and prosper*GLEEFUL ( Read more... )