So I was in Edinburgh over the weekend, on some highly exciting but currently unmentionable business.
I said hello to
mrdog,
happylizardboy,
turlygod,
crazysteve,
jamie_anderson and
tinyjudas, plus a few of the nonLJ. I drank booze and then felt unwell for the rest of the time, 'cos I am old and infirm. Was fun.
But now - now - I am finally working on my final-final piece of degree finalness. This should be a fun and creative project , complete with people throwing bigmoney at me just because I am fantastic, but in order to meet my print deadline (thanks, fucking bank holidays) I've got to finish it super-soon. Which means working, like, all day. And we all know that I hate that.
I am beset by a bazillion insects, to boot.