2015-07-09

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2015-07-09 11:09 pm

No-one else is dead!

I have not murdered anyone in the ad department!

Though it has been through a firm exercise of will, not innate goodness. Certainly not because they all deserve to live.

Sorry for the utter absence: there has been minimal recreation between being insanely overworked and coming down with actual flu (that the girl on the mag NOT on deadline brought in while I was still on a hideous deadline, boo!) that saw me manage only 650 steps one day (blessed sofa, much-loved pile of cushions on deck in soft winter sun, dearest steamy shower …) And then it was back to the overwork after five days in bed. I miss the Jane Austen month at the seaside recuperation plan! If you are behind Sydney in the disease cycle of the year, I recommend a flu shot, that bugger was nasty and is virulent. Alas, I was too busy to get mine on time, oh the irony!

Anyway, risen from the land of restrained homicidal maniacs to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY [livejournal.com profile] nenne! I've missed far too many flist birthdays, but you are always so lovely and kind, filled with interesting stories about your world – when I saw the notification, I decided to put other things down and pick LJ up! I hope the day is utterly splendid for you.

And now for ten or so minutes of Le Tour (mostly upright tonight, thank goodness!) before staggering off to bed in a bid to get enough sleep to be able to control my natural instinct to lunge for the throat … I had a fit of 'Ooh, I could do Erised!' the other day, but then remembered I could also finish one of half a dozen unfinished fics or read one of the 60 or so I have queued. Life. I've heard it's lovely …

Well done America on the gay marriage decision, BTW! Your Supreme Court's majority decision was a thing of joy and beauty. Scalia's dissent was the sort of thing I expect to hear from one of your country's brilliant if spittier character actors in a period piece, but it did provide an eye-opening glimpse into the Scalia household. I hope Mrs Scalia thwapped him over the head with a rolled-up copy of it once he got home.

Let us not speak of Australian politics.

PS, bonus Rusketus and his hot water bottle for [livejournal.com profile] karinmolberg. He's been sleeping on my seed trays during the day: I don't know if the warmth will help the germination more than the squashiness will hinder it. And if you can see claw marks in the chair, claw marks are now the main fabric of that chair. We have surrendered it to the felines.