A relatively quiet weekend. Cwnn got her final booster against feline AIDS; I got more needles stuck in my neck and head by Shandy. Ben and I watched eps 6-11 of Dr Who (Captain Jack is very pretty, and it's nice to see an openly bi character), and the first episode of The Inside (and damn, but that is another show we'll keep on watching ( Read more... )

It's been a long three days, people. And at the same time (of course) they've absolutely sped by, and here it is Monday again. I'm sitting here, back at work and realising that I haven't gotten back to you all to say 'Thank you ( Read more... )

Tomorrow is Friday the 13th. I don't particularly care that it's Friday, but I do care that it's the 13th. It'll be six years since mum killed herself.

And I'm nervous about tomorrow. I've taken the day off work - I try to not work on that day at all if it can be avoided - but rather than a quiet day hanging with bigtaz and Ben and trying to not be ( Read more... )

Writing
I finally managed to get my Harmony fic written for the Harmony Ficathon - I'd thrown away three beginnings of stories that I was unsatisfied with, until it all came together yesterday. I wrote madly for an hour to get it down, knowing that it was the right story at the right time. Now it's at the beta's, and all going well I'll be ( Read more... )

Does anyone else use Bio-Mags? I housesitted (well, cat-sitted really) for friends this weekend, and they told me yesterday evening that the mattress and pillows on their bed - which I'd used - have magnetic underlays. I'd never heard of them before, but they swear by them. The bed was appallingly soft, but I didn't get the sore bad that such a ( Read more... )

(Yeah, I know I haven't written about the con yet. Tomorrrow ( Read more... )

Where did the weekend go? I meant to update on Saturday, and then yesterday, and forgot/was distracted both times. So now I've got no excuse, and should hurry to appease the slavering masses out there ( Read more... )

The most important ingredient we put into any relationship is not what we say or what we do, but what we are. - Steven R. Covey ( Read more... )

Last night was dinner at Grandma's, with a special mystery guest - my brother Taz, and his puppy, Jezebel. He's had her a fortnight, and she's a Staffordshire/Ridgeback cross. I'm not a dog person, but she's lovely. Brindle-coloured with big floppy white paws, and she loves him to pieces ( Read more... )

It's been a few days. A lot has happened. Writing pretty much has not ( Read more... )