Lhude sing cuccu! Today is (or rather, at 7:28 AM, was) Summer Solstice, and the wheel of the year has advanced another notch. I love the summertime.

Won't be going to the filk con after all. Enjoy yourselves, all you who are.

I decided to begin formal voice lessons recently, more for the sake of improving my speaking voice than any real hope of musical triumph; I've gotten really tired of being unable to project much further than the other side of a dinner table, and sometimes not even that far ( Read more... )

If you've read (or seen, I suppose) 84 Charing Cross Road, you might remember the line about how everyone who visits London finds the city they expect to find. The author, on being told that, replied that she wanted to find the London of English literature, and was told, simply, 'It's there.' I wanted to see that, too, but mostly I went looking for ( Read more... )

London? Rocks. Rocks like a geologist's fantasy come true.

More when I get home again.

It is 9/9/09 at 9:09.
That's all.

I have a project I'm working on and thought I would like to get some opinions other than my own. The main characters in a series I'm developing are going to be named for characters in Greek mythology, and for reasons of irony, I'm naming them for the people who got the rawest, most unfair, stacked-deck deals the canon has to offer. Three girls and ( Read more... )

And nothing, repeat nothing, but the tooth, because I'm fairly sure I couldn't make this up. I spent yesterday morning at the dentist, having a cavity filled. While I was there, I got a reference to another dentist, a specialist who might possibly be able to do something to fix my TMJ. (For those of you who don't happen to be dentists, TMJ is a ( Read more... )

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I wasn't in the city when the steam pipe blew itself to hell last night. That's the good news. I'd intended to be, but things didnt work out quite as planned, so I came home early ( Read more... )