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On Saturday, I got to see my godson, his shiny new sister and his parents on Saturday, which was ace, even if all the frogs and frogspawn seem mysteriously to have vanished from the pond. On Sunday, I met up with my older sister and her mum and step-dad over at Lotherton Hall and got to go round the bird garden and see an Andean condor, a hornbill and some rheas, among many other birds, then went home and played D&D. And yesterday I couldn't get my brain into gear at all, spent an out-of-focus day on the sofa with some SG-1 fanfic, and in the evening, cut for being a bit depressing )

I didn't sleep well over the long weekend, least of all last night. I'm tired and I'm shaky and I'm going to be out of touch for a while, in all probability. Hopefully I'll get my batteries charged this week and be back in the saddle again soon.
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Five things make a post...

1. The guy who tried to attack [livejournal.com profile] ravenlas was found guilty, ordered to pay compensation and court costs. I can't help but hear Margie (Fargo) tutting and saying 'All for a little bit o' money!' - well, all for a little bit o' impatience. That garage visit has cost the guy a criminal record and £360 quid. *sigh* Not his finest Sunday afternoon, I'm betting...

2. The holiday was lovely; I got a lot of knitting done and not a lot of skiing, but enjoyed myself anyway. I managed not to be too frustrated at not having the oomph to get out skiing until the Thursday. It's a waste of good ski hire, but equally, I got out eventually. I highly recommend staying in a Le Ski chalet - we were looked after brilliantly by Ben, Elise and Poppy, even to the extent of baking gluten and dairy free shortbread and flapjacks so that I had something to have for afternoon tea. Awesome! I'm going to try baking some shortbread as that was so tasty.

3. The Xbox 360 Elite wot I got for my dearly beloved for our quarter anniversary should as of today be winging its way back to Play.com (intermittent graphics fault) and we should have the replacement by the end of the week. I hope.

4. I'm still tired, still lacking in stamina, so I'm cutting right down on 'doing things'. I'm attempting to stick to a 10pm bedtime (gah!) and take a 5 minute break in every hour to sit or lie down without distraction, etc, which is harder to manage than I'd have thought, especially since I don't particularly want to. I need to conserve more energy to my HPA-axis will fix itself, but I don't want to not do *anything* at all - I need to exercise! I don't want my weight to go up any further! I'm not entirely sure how to reconcile all this, but I'm working on it.

5. Hard Times isn't as difficult as people made out. The 1951 recording of Aida with Maria Callas, Del Monaco, Taddei, Dominguez, conducted by De Fabritis, is absolutely incredible. Recorded live in Mexico City. Wow! Watchmen is visually stunning, quite slow (thus allowing for appreciation of the stunning visuals), very well done and has animated giant blue wang. So what's not to like?

I meant to put up some links to fantastic things, I really did. Maybe I'll post a five links post later...
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What he said. Jeff VanderMeer hits the nail right on the head.
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Using the user pic because I can, mmkay?

My *other* other twin! Weddings, birthdays, friends, Disney!, yada yada. )

Tomorrow's plan: write the other review and a half. Write the sequel to Last Chance for Sin. Critique writing group stories. Stuff.

This is bad. And wrong. You should watch it. So I have people to share the OMG WTF 0.o with. :)
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From [livejournal.com profile] littleangel_103, this video about CFS/ME.

The elephant in the corner of my room. )

I'm one of the lucky ones. I'll probably always have some remnant of CFS dragging around my system. But I didn't move on to full-blown ME, and for that I am supremely thankful.

Some people aren't so lucky. If you can, please watch the video and pass it along.
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Swiped from [livejournal.com profile] katjabee, this made my sides hurt.
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The shed is now re-roofed and re-felted. I need to get some more clout nails and knock them in, and it'll all be finished. Finally, the shed should stay dry this winter! Yay! Although, sod's law, it'll get blown down next week... *grin*

For the esteemed Master Smith, aka [livejournal.com profile] rhube, more Doctor Who slashfic. Very, very nsfw - you have been warned! 5/5.
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Libby Purves: Zero tolerance for religious intolerance. Good thinking, that woman. This is why she's consistently one of my favourite Times writers.
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In other words, my train home turned up on time at Sheffield station last night. And then the points broke. So for an hour, we sat on the train, in the station, with nothing heading north. Welcome home!

Plus, now I have a MySpace account - only planning on using it to keep up with a certain actor's blog, not that he posts frequently, but I am a sad (happy) fangirl, yesterday's Dork Tower feed was this. They're watching me. Seriously. Dudes!

Today I'm in work early, since my Mandarin Chinese course kicks off at 6pm, and I've never strayed onto York St John's campus before, so I have no idea how to find the room. So I shall be hightailing it out of here at 3:30 and hoping that the trains are running to time... Ooh, then it's writing group! Yay! *happy dance*

And I have ordered a sewing machine, finally, with many thanks to family, friends and [livejournal.com profile] ravenlas. So some time today or tomorrow, it should turn up here at work, and then I'll just have to get it home. Erm... (For those who're interested, it's a Janome 4800.)
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... or how our intrepid heroes journey forth into the wilds of South Yorkshire and make it home in time for tea.

Sunday's adventures: )

[livejournal.com profile] matociquala has a link to a George Takei video clip. Much respect, that man. *glee*

The second issue of Hub magazine will be out next week, I believe. Make sure you get your copy! I don't have a story in it, but I do have an article in it, so that's all right, then. ;-)
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To: my f-list at large, and all my friends who read my blog. Here's a Christmas card for you all; I hope you like it. I just want you all to know that I think you're fantastic, and it's a privilege to know you. Thanks for being you.


Dec. 5th, 2006 11:28 am
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I got a few hundred words written on Thunder Moon last night, and some today on the train. I reckon I'm about up to speed. Hurray! So maybe I'll have the first draft knocked out by Christmas. We'll see...

I made it to the gym today, but my gym buddy wasn't there. I can't complain, as I've not been there for the past 2 weeks. I can run with less effort, but I really have to do more exercise, as I suspect the weight's coming back...

The bad: the heavens opening just as I got to Allied Carpets, on Foss Islands Road. On my bike. I didn't have to wait more than a few seconds for the lights to change. Just long enough to think, 'oh, when I get through the lights and round the corner (a distance of around 50 yards, if anyone's interested. Maybe 100 at a stretch) I'll stop and put my waterproofs on. And then, 'never mind, too late' as I cycled through the junction with the rain beating down on me, and my jeans already soaked through and sticking to my knees.

And it was raining in Sheffield when I got off the train, and was too windy to put up my umbrella for very long.

3.5 hours after that first deluge, my jeans are still damp around the knees and shins, and my coat is still drying on the radiator.

The good: getting some writing done; sorting out which agent I really want to send Squirrels off to first; typing this on the roll-up keyboard which [livejournal.com profile] ravenlas got me. *big grin*

The action on it is a little weird. It feels, well, rubbery. No surprise there. The keys are raised more than I thought they would be, so it actually takes a little more effort to type on. The keys are also spaced what feels like a tad further apart, although comparing it with my standard Dell keyboard, it's the same size and spacing. Weird, huh? Anyway, it wouldn't be any good for typing on my knee with, as it needs to be laid out on a solid surface. But it's fine for typing on a desk with, and it washable. So all the crud that fall onto it from my lunch won't get the chance to fester. Bwa ha ha!

I suppose I should go and do some work, now...
ellenscult: (snort)
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My two broken fillings are now fixed. Result! I'm very tired now, and I think I'll be off home early. Meh.

I wrote some more of my Whitby story yesterday; I think I know where it's heading now.

Audiobooks available at Babble Books.

This Week In Science has a humerous disclaimer at the start. As part of this week's one, Justin said (and I paraphrase), "Every year you don't have children will be a year you won't get to spend with your grandchildren. And at some point in your life, spending time with your grandkids will be more important than anything else."

While not true for everyone, it makes me heave a little, broody sigh. Meh. And then I tell myself that I can't get through a day with a dentist appointment in it without needing to go and sleep. What chance raising kids? Ho hum, back to brain mush.
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From [livejournal.com profile] jaylake: Non-radiative power. Sounds, um, technical...
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An amazing Johnny Cash song with a video you can play 'spot the star' in. I found it rather moving. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] matociquala.


Nov. 27th, 2006 02:30 pm
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Oh, oh, too many legs!!! Triggering a whole new phobia...

And I can't remember who I got the link from to pass on the bad karma. Meh. Edit: It was [livejournal.com profile] jaylake. I should have known.
ellenscult: (writing)
The Helsinki Complaints Choir are really rather good, and very funny. Neil Gaiman likes them, and so do I. Go watch, and be cheered up. My favourite line is 'Our ancestors could have settled somewhere sunnier'; a sentiment I share on reflecting that I come from Huddersfield. Mind you, my recent ancestors came from the East coast, and from Birmingham, so I can see why, perhaps, Huddersfield wouldn't be so bad.

Anyway, since I didn't post yesterday or Sunday, here's how it's all going...

The attic is now decorated. The new curtains are up on the new curtain rail and neither have fallen down yet. The desk is in pieces in the old bedroom, now to be the computer room. And the bed is up in the attic, all put together and sleep-on-able. With a break for a couple of hours to go shopping (out of food) and cook up a big pot of stew and one of spag bog ([livejournal.com profile] ravenlas helped with the chopping and the shifting of stuff), that all took me from when I got up at 0830 until I staggered off to bed at 2345. And I didn't get any writing done.

Yesterday, I got up at stupid-o'clock, went to the gym, went to work, wrote a lot on the train there and back, went to my pilates class, then went through a drawer-full of post. Now I have some box files which have bills, statements, etc in. The paper recycling pile is quite high. And I have a carrier bag of post to shred, and another of window envelopes to tear the windows out of and dump on my compost heap as the recycling lot don't want them. And that took me until 2330, at which point I staggered off to bed.

Today was a repeat of yesterday, with less writing on the train. So far. Tonight is my writing group, and I have to sort through my utility bills to send to my financial coach. Hurrah...

My, life is busy! I feel in need of a lie-down...

Word count: Sunday 0, Monday 1956. (Tot: 16000-odd, should be 21671) (day 13/30)
Exercise count: Sunday - 3 miles (road bike) plus lots of shifting stuff up and down the attic stairs, which has to count for something, right? Monday - 5.8 miles (road bike) + usual 1/2 hour gym workout, + pilates class.
Alcohol count: Are you kidding? I don't have time! (That'd be a 'None', Bob...)
ellenscult: (marker)
And thoughts turn to what lies after we've shuffled off this mortal coil... And because Neil Gaiman broaches the subject and reminds me of my procrastination... Here's a poll.

[Poll #857190]
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Whipping therapy cures depression and suicide crises. Don't try it on yourself - remember, you need someone else to do it to you, particularly if they're attractive and of the opposite sex.

Gosh. I just bought an exercise bike. I wonder if it'll have the same effect as whipping, or whether I should have saved my cash and got someone to whip me? (No, that's not a request for offers, ta muchly. Sorry.)


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