Re: the amazonfail, which I hadn't quite sworn I wouldn't post about but almost... Amazon kind of sucks in a lot of different ways. I really get that. However, it also makes books available which otherwise I could not buy because I am somewhat cheap, among other things, but mostly just don't have money for. It's not very moral, really, because it ( Read more... )

 Have you noticed how innocently the Internet refuses to provide anything resembling an update when you are most in need of procrastination? It sits there, calm and impenetrable and absolutely silent - unlike the normal day-to-day state of busy home and so many people online to talk to and everyone posting, posting, all these things to read and ( Read more... )

 My Viking funeral instructions, just in case I don't survive today. I would like at least twenty-one circles around my flaming pyre with brawny young half-dressed men on horseback. After you launch my funeral ship into the waves, preferably somewhere in the North Atlantic, please play chess, Twister, and Emperors (see instructions on copperbadge 's ( Read more... )

 I spent oh, a good hour just now cleaning out my tag list. I got rid of about 2/3 of them. Originally, I had 147. Now, I have 56. This is a very good thing ( Read more... )

 You know, I have no problem making friends, at all. I'm cheerful and trust people as a given, and I like to help. I feed people. Caring for others is something I do without any issue at all. I just can't conflate desire and friendship into romantic love, for some reason. I just don't get it. Actually, I don't really get desire all that well - it's ( Read more... )

 I was just talking to Mum on the phone, about the freezing fog in England (news courtesy of Robin McKinley's blog, tyvm). She told me that back in, oh wow, the seventies or eighties, there was a sudden cold snap in the midwest. It froze so hard and so fast you could hear the humidity tinkling to the ground ( Read more... )

Presumably because I'm going to entire the workforce in a cannonball soon, as opposed to the delicate toe-dipping I have hitherto engaged in. And by soon I mean in a couple years, or as late as I can bloody well postpone it ( Read more... )

...I start wondering if I'm doing it right. I think of the things that I have yet to do in life, and I think of those around me, and I am not certain that the path I pursue is right. It's more than that, though - it's that my days of late have born an edge of uneasiness. What is right? What should I do? More particularly, what the hell am I doing ( Read more... )

In my mind there's a little me, hair in braids and singing, who weaves flower crowns in a field and watches the sky and the trees. It's her whose eyes widen when she eats this grape - each time, it is a surprise, a new pleasure, somewhat odd and somewhat wonderful like eggs in a nest on the ground ( Read more... )

It may not look like it, but I really have been writing daily. Only not ten sentences. Ten sentences was killer, especially since I was writing right before bed. Especially since I'm trying to use as many kanji as possible. Anyway, that hurt. So it's down to five until I get a bit better, and my sense improves (aka not writing right before I get to ( Read more... )