Since I last posted I have:

posted a fic heregot new glasses - my prescription had changed, and I got to do the flashy-lights field-of-vision thing which I never had to do before, that was exciting ( Read more... )

Earlier I had scones with jam and cream and they were very nice. I had to open a new jar as the jams available were gooseberry and cherry, neither of which I agree with. Strawberry is my One True Jam, with raspberry an acceptable substitute. I think because that was what we always had when I was a kid, but I don't know why that was. Still. Jam is ( Read more... )

Well, I didn't actually get up today, so I didn't do anything. Oops. But I did just finish that fic, and now it's here, so that's one thing off my mind.

Now I really oughtta go to sleep, because I have to get up in the morning. So. I will go now. Yes.

*coughs* *sniffles*

Still in Abdn. Going home tomorrow. My throat has been scratching and now my nose has started running. Sigh. Oh well. Etc.

( Nine more Martha drabbles )

Wrote these for the lifeonmartha 1000 Drabbles of Awesome. Plan to write more. The last two wouldn't let me get to sleep tonight. You may notice I'm slightly obsessed with the Year That Never Was; I have a thing for consequences and YTNW is such a big thing to have consequences and... yeah. Anyway. Maybe I can sleep now, that would be nice.

( drabbles )

Ficish. Not that I've been writing, because I have uni stuff to do that I am avoiding and I can't do anything before that except avoid more. Sigh ( Read more... )

I was going to give a birthday present, then I thought I had nothing, then I was thinking, then I was going to sleep, then I wrote this straight off which makes me yay. It is not much but I like it.

( Jack/TARDIS )

I am going to house of a marcobiagi which also contains an edithmatilda. Wey.

Also, I have been deemed Capable, and thus do not get more money. Sigh.

Here is ficthing, winnar of poll of, um, yore. ( Sarah Jane Smith / Harriet Jones )

( um. drabble-and-a-bit. Ood. and femslash. *facepalms in shame* )

*removes brain* *serves it on a plate, possibly as porridge* *with blood for jam or cerebrospinal fluid for honey* (um, wow, that got kinda gross) (can I sleep now? can I stop angsting and stop typing and shut the hell up yet?)

( get to the porn already )