My computer Estelle broke down the other day and now I've had to reformat it. Everything is gone. Most of the fic-files and music I also have on my other computer, Tepes, but my latest application-files for job-hunting isn't there, nor is my my recent fic-writing, Trueblood, Dr Who etc and probably a hundred other things I won't miss until I need ( Read more... )

Holidays are bad for me. Ever since I got home from Uppsala I have been reading fics and very little else ( Read more... )

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Me and Juicephine met at 11 p.m. on Friday night to get in line for the last one. The book-shop would start selling it at 1 a.m. so we thought that there probably would be quite a long queue already, but we were surprised; the queue was absolutely gigantonormous! We ended up some 50 metres away from the actual shop. We weren't at the end of it for very long ( Read more... )

I am at home with a head-cold. When I try to speak I sound like a whistle that thought it could drink lots of whisky and smoke cigars - lots of squeaking and growling. At least I'm amusing people with my voice.

A Guide's Rant:My Viking Age work has started again, this Monday. It wasn't strange at all to be back, it felt as if I had taken a ( Read more... )

I celebrated my finished essay with too much ice-cream, tea and a spot of whisky while watching Chamber of Secrets. Watching the Potter-films always make me happy in that all-is-well-with-the-world way because Harry has saved everyone and thwarted Voldemort again and everyone is smiling.(As long as you don't watch GoF of course.) And this summer ( Read more... )