Thank you for all the birthday good wishes. They made me feel very loved, especially when I can't see my family and friends in real life.

Relatedly, I can't recommend seville orange and persian lime gin strongly enough. It was my present from my mum and led to us having a vey weird conversation: See, my mum's friend group are now all super envious ( Read more... )

Today I turned thirty-seven, which is bizarre because I was nineteen about a minute and a half ago, but somehow not the weirdest thing that happened today, because, you know, everything...

I usually take my birthday as a day off, and I booked it months and months ago, but I am not so much of a dick that I was going to insist on having it off during ( Read more... )

I simultaneously have both more and less time all of a sudden. They changed all our shifts from seven hours to twelve; so, longer shifts but fewer days. The idea being that now they are finally testing residents arriving from hospital (and, honestly, it beggars belief that they weren't doing that from day dot...) the biggest risk to the residents ( Read more... )

So to give myself something to do in the evenings to try and turn my brain off other than drink, I have been pecking away at a fic, to whit:

Got Your Chin Held High and You Feel Just Fine (Star Trek: Picard, Raffi/Seven ( Read more... )

All week I've been trying to work up to writing an update after last weekend's wee meltdown, and I might as well do it through the medium of meme.

( Quarantine Meme )

I have tried to be strict, for my own mental health as much as anything, of keeping work at work and keeping this a place for not work, but I live alone and the only people I get to talk to are the people at work, who are all going through the same thing ( Read more... )

Work is, um. Happening. Totally unrelatedly, here is a meme about fandom.

( ABCs of fandom )

Wow, Star Trek shows really love giving Seven of Nine a random-ass, undeveloped romance in the last five minutes of the last episode. That said I am down for Raffi/Seven which I have been cheerleading for ever since they leaned into queer Seven and I mentally flipped through all of the female characters on the show and landed on Raffi. Don't judge ( Read more... )

That cough cleared up without ever really threatening to turn into something more sinister, so I'm back to work at the weekend. I'm glad I got the week off though, partly because I have no intention of being the person behind the headline: MORON GOES INTO WORK AT OLD FOLKS HOME SICK: EVERYONE DEAD NOW, and partly to bank some sleep in advance of ( Read more... )

Well. That's me just been sent home from work for seven days with a persistent cough ( Read more... )