June 27th, 2008

welsh: headdesk

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Ouch. Ouch. Head hurts.

Couldn't go back to bed because That Girl Next Door is listening to music in the garden again. She uses the cunning technology of turning the sound up really loud, rather than, say, using some form of portable music player and headphones. *grr*

Sent off one application for a tea-girl office-monkey job. Phoned about volunteering opportunities.

You didn't want to see me yesterday. Very grouchy about paid employment and the general state of the universe, including that I feel incredibly boxed-in in Dover. And that there isn't anything on the horizon, because there is no horizon.

(The last bit, I might be channeling On the Inside a bit much. Turnbull uses some really cool metaphors in the scene back at the hotel. papajoemambo says it is really good. I had a flash of insight yesterday, but it was for something some way away as I write chronologically (or try to, otherwise I'll start getting my wires crossed).

Oh, I forgot an end bracket)

Going to do something other than screen work now as brain sore and boring. Might be back later. Have done chores at least.
hugh house

Website Update.

Remember what I said this morning about vegging out. Strike it.

I finally developed the impetus to update the Leisure Hive.

The impetus in question came from this entry on ds_recsredux by green_grrl on horror/supernatural/fantasy due South fic. I recommend the entry because there is stuff I haven't read yet. And things I have been meaning to read. And perhaps, a little mention of a big, fannish project.

The last one is Episodic Romance
(Fraser/Kowalski R 70,000 words
Film students, dead gangsters, becoming Ray Vecchio, Old Chicago, and familiar faces
Also; formatted into sections for reading sanity)

Smart people will guess that I was humming and ha-ing a little, since it was in the Red Ships Green Ships 'zine and times out in a week or so. I am hoping jumping the gun isn't some terrible breach of fannish ettiquette when - for technical reasons our of yeungmaisu's and my hands - the copy over at the zine has been down for some time. *wibbles a little*

I'm not sure whether to ds_noticeboard this yet.