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Aug. 8th, 2005 12:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nishatalithaHalf this post is to point out my shiny new avatar, which I managed to put together from an old telescope shot of the eagle nebula. The hardest part was making the file size small enough. I haven't actually adjusted the shot much at all.
The other half is to complain about cramps and other temperamental problems that occur when your period comes a week and a half early. This does not make me happy, and I may have to go to the dairy soon to get chocolate. And lunch, but that's really beside the point.
I was putting my washing in the machine a couple of hours ago, and a policeman came down the steps and asked me if I'd seen anything suspicious on Friday night, because our next door neighbours, #63, were robbed. I don't know what they took, or anything of the sort, as I was kinda hazy and forgot to ask. But considering I was home 6.30ish and wasn't feeling well, it's not really surprising that I don't remember anything. I have to wonder, considering the habit some of us have of leaving the door wide open, if they were the ones who also took the $40 that's missing from the kitty jar, since nothing is written in the notebook.
Reintroducing Magic has been nagging at me lately. I've been less and less happy with the ending that I chose to use (not that I've been thinking much about that) and last night wrote an alternate ending, which I'd more or less planned out. Just need to double check it, and/or get it beta'd, and it'll be ready to post. It's the one I initially considered more predictable, so didn't go with it. However, upon reflection, I wonder if the ending I used is actually more predictable, and the one I didn't slightly more realistic.
This dream I had about ruby and heavy gold filigree jewellery, a young man who looks like a girl, and his beloved, the much older Empress Tithonia, has been nagging at me lately. The entire point of the dream was the jewellery, so I have no idea what the two characters are doing there, besides getting engaged. This is one that I have to write, I think.
I am also being nagged by the vaguest idea for an Enid Blyton slash fic between Jack and Phillip from the Adventure of... series. I can't remember enough about the series to write anything, and the books in the library of it are novelisations of the TV series, with episodes directly based off the books! I decided that I didn't need to reread them that much, and requested that my parents mail down what ones they can find that are in Hamilton. As I can't remember where they were stored, beyond the vaguest generalisations (roof, sewing room), I can't imagine I'll be getting them any time soon. Maybe they're online somewhere...
The other half is to complain about cramps and other temperamental problems that occur when your period comes a week and a half early. This does not make me happy, and I may have to go to the dairy soon to get chocolate. And lunch, but that's really beside the point.
I was putting my washing in the machine a couple of hours ago, and a policeman came down the steps and asked me if I'd seen anything suspicious on Friday night, because our next door neighbours, #63, were robbed. I don't know what they took, or anything of the sort, as I was kinda hazy and forgot to ask. But considering I was home 6.30ish and wasn't feeling well, it's not really surprising that I don't remember anything. I have to wonder, considering the habit some of us have of leaving the door wide open, if they were the ones who also took the $40 that's missing from the kitty jar, since nothing is written in the notebook.
Reintroducing Magic has been nagging at me lately. I've been less and less happy with the ending that I chose to use (not that I've been thinking much about that) and last night wrote an alternate ending, which I'd more or less planned out. Just need to double check it, and/or get it beta'd, and it'll be ready to post. It's the one I initially considered more predictable, so didn't go with it. However, upon reflection, I wonder if the ending I used is actually more predictable, and the one I didn't slightly more realistic.
This dream I had about ruby and heavy gold filigree jewellery, a young man who looks like a girl, and his beloved, the much older Empress Tithonia, has been nagging at me lately. The entire point of the dream was the jewellery, so I have no idea what the two characters are doing there, besides getting engaged. This is one that I have to write, I think.
I am also being nagged by the vaguest idea for an Enid Blyton slash fic between Jack and Phillip from the Adventure of... series. I can't remember enough about the series to write anything, and the books in the library of it are novelisations of the TV series, with episodes directly based off the books! I decided that I didn't need to reread them that much, and requested that my parents mail down what ones they can find that are in Hamilton. As I can't remember where they were stored, beyond the vaguest generalisations (roof, sewing room), I can't imagine I'll be getting them any time soon. Maybe they're online somewhere...
