This week, I have:

-had a quick but joyful lunch with
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I am running a severe sleep deficit. Some brief notes before I flump into bed:

1. My parents had been making pointed remarks about the last time I was home; I indignantly said it wasn't THAT long ago and then realised it was for
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Today after work I went home to change and grab some food, and then headed out to Jesus Green to play a game of rounders with my colleagues (vs. a worthy team of local chartered surveyors), in the twenty-five degree sunlight on the grass, and when I was up to bat I got one rounder and when I was fielding I caught one batsman out (and it turns out ( Read more... )

So ages ago I meant to rec the Damn, Fandom Is Good At What You Do fest, because I love that: one of my biggest narrative kinks is competence (and, now that I mention it, probably something that attracts me to people, as well). People just getting on with things that are difficult and vital because they love them and were born to do them - yes ( Read more... )

This has been a strange week, in which we have learned a) I am not very good at being ill and b) I am not one of life's born litigators ( Read more... )

Things. Well. I am moving departments in a week. I would say it's gone quickly, if it were not for the fact it has taken several eternities. I am finally, a week from finishing, getting to grips with things. (I have rather a big project of my own to undertake - which, if you shaded it on a map of the UK, would show up at all reasonable scales, ( Read more... )

I am on holiday. On Wednesday afternoon, at 4pm, I had an email from my supervisor detailing, with usual lack of clarity, a task they had for me, finishing with urgent. I did it till five and then did it till I was late for my dinner plans, and then it was getting on for seven and I left the building, and since then I have been on holiday. On ( Read more... )

(When all else fails, list format. For the unfortunate alpha readers wondering where this week's novel installment is - it's somewhere. It's somewhere. Maybe it'll crystallise next week when I have a day off. I hope so ( Read more... )

Life. It continues. Itemised:

1. Last night, after five, I was tidying my desk and flipping through Farmers' Weekly (really, by god), and the Caped Crusader rushed by, came to a sudden stop, rushed back and said, "Iona, can you witness a stat dec ( Read more... )

I got my yuletide assignment. As is the way of these things, I had a brilliant idea on seeing it, wrote three hundred words and then nothing more. I'm still cautiously optimistic I might make progress soonish. I think I shall have to rewatch re-read replay re-consume the canon and hope for the best ( Read more... )