It's hard to write a post about oneself; one takes so much for granted ( Read more... )

I did a teeny-tiny LiveJournal FL cut last night - or, rather, early this morning; mostly dead comms, plus one or two people who'd defriended me (the nerve of it!) (actually, I'd met a couple of them in person, so it was a bit wounding. I don't think I'm that obnoxious!). I also removed a few people who it's fairly obvious aren't reading, so what's ( Read more... )

So, there was a challenge over at
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It's only Monday, and I am already halfway through my working week. I could get used to this. Sadly, I'm not likely to have the opportunity, since it wasn't me that won a squillion pounds on the Lottery last week, and nor (almost certainly) will it ever be. The Lottery Pixie continues to send me an occasional £5, and snigger. Not that even £5 isn't ( Read more... )

Is it wrong to be a bit - just a little bit - pleased that my sister ("The pretty one" as some of you may recall) has put on some weight since she reached middle age ( Read more... )

Nobody here knew what the little man with the skipping rope was, but luckily for my peace of mind someone on
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In one of those all-too-frequent examples of if-you-put-this-much-time-and-effort-into-a-career-you-would-be-rich-by-nowness, I've just spent the past hour or so importing my LJ mood theme over to DW ( Read more... )

When I got in from work and went to bed (as I am wont to do) it was beautiful sunny spring weather. An hour later I wake up to find that the skies have opened and the heavens are raining down icy vengeance upon us.

WHAT?

BoyCat also says WHAT, espec. as his sisters are still out in it.

(Unrelated to this, I really must try to get my mood theme moved ( Read more... )

Strange and sinister things have happened to my DW reading page: some posts are out of order, some have vanished altogether. Including mine, which does nothing to mitigate my occasional existential strife.

I expect it is merely the programmers playing with bugs - possibly with a sunbeam and a magnifying glass, or perhaps something more arcane. As ( Read more... )

Dear powers-that-be

As you are no doubt aware, being omniscient and all, I work five days a week at a job that manages to combine the worst elements of tedium and stress and that leaves me wiped out when I come home in the evenings.

You probably also know that I spend most of my Saturdays asleep, because it takes that much out of me.

I therefore ask ( Read more... )