My default email (which is also the address all LJ comments are sent to) is currently down hard, and there's no real ETA for it coming back. So please, if you really need me right now, explore other means of contact. Also, if you've emailed my normal account in the past twenty-four hours, assume I haven't seen it.

So there's currently an ad campaign in San Francisco for...um...I think for converting to Islam? Maybe it's just for being understanding of Islam. I really don't know. It's these big banner ads on the sides of buses that say 'ISLAM: Because you deserve to know,' and that sort of thing. Since the ads are pleasant and use patriotic-themed colors ( Read more... )

So the scanner? Yeah, the scanner is now officially dead. Those of you who have been wondering whether I abandoned my comic strip (all six of you): it's the scanner. The scanner has been getting harder and harder to make nice with over the past few months, and it just offered a resounding 'fuck you, dino-girl' before keeling over completely ( Read more... )

Lilly is somewhat vexed that I chose to spend the weekend in Seattle, and then chose to spend last night at Kate's. She has thus scaled Mt. Mommy -- with claws, mind you -- and is now leaning against my chest, refusing to let me do anything that doesn't involve sitting perfectly still, being adored by the cat. As I have quite a few things that ( Read more... )

This icon is in honor of all the people who pointed at Wednesday's Girl Genius and went 'wow, Seanan, you're in the comics!' Because sometimes, you just need a little homicidal Heterodyne in your life. Plus, I make a pretty good Agatha ( Read more... )

Good idea: not going to work when you have stomach flu.

Bad idea: deciding that you have cabin fever and going out of the house anyway. Because that's never ended badly, ever once.

Good idea: allowing Kate -- who has a headache and is not really up for enthusiastic activity anyway -- to talk you into sitting down to watch the BBC adaptation of ( Read more... )

Seriously, it looks like bombs have gone off in here. The process of getting rid of stuff generates an incredible and daunting amount of mess, because I have to get to the stuff to be gotten rid of. It's like mining. Only instead of mining for gold, I'm mining for crap ( Read more... )

Dear world ( Read more... )

There are days when I hate having cats, as Lilly has now woken me and driven me out of not one, but two beds. (First she displaced me from my own bed by fighting with Nyssa atop what I continue to foolishly believe is my head. Then, about two hours after I moved to the spare room, she came in there and proceeded to burrow under my arm and lick my ( Read more... )

After strange and twisting dreams -- highlights included a Brigadoon-like amusement park where we sort of got stuck, a man trying to give away Muppet dog puppies, and discussing Nyssa's health with Tanya in the middle of a giant Whole Foods on the moon -- I have admitted defeat and tumbled out of bed, just in time to discover that the first act of ( Read more... )