Hi all!

My internet was down earlier, so I couldn't get on until after work, which wasn't over till eleven pm. I hate work. I've applied to a job at my old school, of all places, for a Learning Resources Centre (fancy name for library) Assistant. Ah well, I only hated every second i was there. Should be good torture/therapy if I get it.

Managed to trap my thumb between the doors of the fridge (we have one with one door for the bottom half and one for the top) which I think rates up there with the time I burned my arm on the oven door trying to retrieve meatballs. That scar still isn't entirely healed. This new injury means it hurts to hold my pen (is my right thumb) so work was really fucking dull without being able to write much. Still managed an R/Hr ficlet, which I really tried to make so positive but I think it just came out cynical. I think I'm gonna post it at the Cookie Jar to see the reaction it gets. Largely negative I'm sure, but whatever. Would you like to read?

( More Than This )

I'm sure I'll go to Sugar Quill Hell, but I'm sure I'll see a lot of familiar faces. Let me know what you think, guys!

Speaking of fanfic- has anyone else noticed the worrying glut of Sirius' secret daughter fics? I'm sure they're not all raving Mary-Sues, but does it even sound like something good to you? I don't know... maybe I'm too cynical in my old age. Maybe it's that, at 100 degrees here (in Britain! I know! It's a record!) it's too fucking hot for anything. Am going to now write a relevant H/Hr ficlet around a Van Morrison song I've wanted to use for ages.

Love to you all!

Hi all!

My internet was down earlier, so I couldn't get on until after work, which wasn't over till eleven pm. I hate work. I've applied to a job at my old school, of all places, for a Learning Resources Centre (fancy name for library) Assistant. Ah well, I only hated every second i was there. Should be good torture/therapy if I get it.

Managed to trap my thumb between the doors of the fridge (we have one with one door for the bottom half and one for the top) which I think rates up there with the time I burned my arm on the oven door trying to retrieve meatballs. That scar still isn't entirely healed. This new injury means it hurts to hold my pen (is my right thumb) so work was really fucking dull without being able to write much. Still managed an R/Hr ficlet, which I really tried to make so positive but I think it just came out cynical. I think I'm gonna post it at the Cookie Jar to see the reaction it gets. Largely negative I'm sure, but whatever. Would you like to read?

( More Than This )

I'm sure I'll go to Sugar Quill Hell, but I'm sure I'll see a lot of familiar faces. Let me know what you think, guys!

Speaking of fanfic- has anyone else noticed the worrying glut of Sirius' secret daughter fics? I'm sure they're not all raving Mary-Sues, but does it even sound like something good to you? I don't know... maybe I'm too cynical in my old age. Maybe it's that, at 100 degrees here (in Britain! I know! It's a record!) it's too fucking hot for anything. Am going to now write a relevant H/Hr ficlet around a Van Morrison song I've wanted to use for ages.

Love to you all!