It's been a hell of a week, all things considered. Let's not even get into the part where I got my passport stolen on a Paris Metro station ( Read more... )

So, I got my first proposal.

( not quite like that, but! )

So, I am in the Midwest, where it is a good ten degrees warmer than it was in New York, and I am feeling a little at sea; it's interesting that I've lost a lot of my anxieties - I mean, for the first time in weeks I have slept ten hours two nights running - and gained a lot of new old ones, because my relations here are kind and loving and acres ( Read more... )

Summer's here. It's twenty-seven degrees in Oxford, I am wearing my favourite light-as-air skirt and my favourite little top, there are no clouds in the sky. shimgray and I went for a lovely walk down by the Isis, and stopped in a picturesque pub just before Iffley Lock and drank cider, and lemonade with ginger, and watched the pleasure craft and geese ( Read more... )

Had dinner tonight with a couple of very old friends indeed. It was sort of supposed to be an evening of new things - they're brothers, whom I'll call V and P (which aren't actually their initials, because I'm crafty like that), and their mum has just moved to a pretty new apartment by the water. So off we went this evening, with a box of ( Read more... )

You know what tempts me, above all other things, to just give in and go for being a corporate lawyer? It's not the money, although I must say, I do fantasise these days of that arcane concept of receiving wages for services rendered. No, the money is not the thing. It is the ease of it. The way I could just sit down for a day and do a stack of ( Read more... )

I am in Edinburgh! It is not very cold; yesterday I woke up at six am and listened to the birds sing for a while; shimgray claims that the whole Ethnic Festival aspect is his dastardly revenge for my taking him to my family reunion in October, but somehow this doesn't quite work; people being unfailingly sweet to you and then feeding you to excess does not ( Read more... )

jacinthsong linked me to this: Ten Annoying Relatives You Will Have To Deal With This ChristmasAnd it occurred to me that there ought to be an Indian equivalent. For one thing, the NRI equivalent to mad-Christmas-preparation is probably mad-going-to-India preparation, and it happens, this year they fall at around the same time. (My parents are spending most ( Read more... )

I remember, when LJ was still running out of a back room in San Francisco and I had a free account and it would go down for hours just as I'd done my homework for the night and I'd sit and fume that I couldn't pour my fourteen-year-old angst into it.

...I tell this story as evidence of how much things change, really. I have spent the evening not ( Read more... )

Today, I have achieved precisely nothing at all, having meant to go to a meeting on LexisNexis (I was asleep), a meeting on Amicus (I was asleep) and a meeting for Innocence (I was... er, yeah). I, um, don't win. While today wasn't what you would call the best mental health day ever - lots of sleeping and hiding - in general, I'm on a bit of an ( Read more... )