Fic! Knackered! Trains! Not in that order!

[blamebrampton]

If the ability to be productively overworked while being wildly underslept were an Olympic sport, Australia and Britain would both be wooing me with scads of cash and shoulder massages!

As it is, thank goodness for under-eye concealer is all I can say. However, magazine comes together brilliantly, ukulele progresses – I can play three songs remotely competently! I learned a tricky thing!, second aquaerobics session far less arm-achy than the first, though I did slack off and not go to the gym tonight due to high likelihood of falling asleep on treadmill and creating an incident.

They are talking about very fast trains down the east coast of Australia, they have been talking about this for years. Why they do not just construct such a system given it would be Fabulous, I cannot tell you.

Finally, I wrote a fic as a pinch hit for Glompfest. It will probably be reposted here at some point in the future, when I have enough brain to look over it for any surviving lupin moments, but for now, you can find it at the comm: 

Doing the Lambeth Walk
Summary: There are only three traditional choices for the cashed-up hero after victory. Harry Potter is too young to settle down and provide the wizarding world with a happy ending, and has too acute a sense of humour to spiral downwards into a spectacular flame-out. That leaves a life of good works. Choosing to lead it in Muggle Brixton comes with its own set of challenges, including Malfoys in the biscuit aisle.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Warning(s): Mentions of other people’s drug and alcohol abuse, Harry runs a centre that does some rehab work.
Epilogue compliant? Not in the least.
Word Count: ~26,300

Author's notes all over there, and the glompee does fabbo podfics, bless her cotton socks, AND is a cyclist! (One of us! One of us!)

OH! that wasn't the final, this is! Largest textile made from spider silk coming to the V&A! I followed the story of the production of that fabric and it's AMAZING. I think it's in Chicago now. See it if you can! (And clearly that means, yes, I will be in London in May.)

Comments

[i-autumnheart.livejournal.com]

Yay - she lives! I'm glad the mag is responding to all the hard work you've put in, and am following the reports of ukelele practice with some amusement, because there seems to be a minor plague of the things around at the moment.

I think I will have to save your fic as my reward for getting to the end of tomorrow - insufficient awake left to start it tonight...

What's a lupin moment?

[hollyxu.livejournal.com]

(♥ FIC! BRB.)

Your productivity continues to amaze, though I think maybe in the interests of not falling asleep face-first in your coffee, you should consider a vacation.

I work in a coffee shop and regularly fall asleep. The irony is not lost on me.

[winnett.livejournal.com]

That spider silk scarf is so awesome! 5 years, and they let the spiders go. I wonder what species of spiders. And Spider silk has one of the highest tensile strengths of any material, so I wonder if you can lift up a 747 with the scarf. :)

[fire_juggler]

Go bicycles!!!!! The perfect mode of transportation! I'll never understand why more people don't pedal. ♥

[meredyth-13.livejournal.com]

May? *perks up*

:)

You - sleep you must.

Also, there's no way they'll ever get fast trains running down the east coast. They haven't developed the technology yet (and likely never will) to address the 20 year time shift when you cross the queensland border.

[kath-ballantyne.livejournal.com]

Well done you.
Though sleep sounds like a good plan.

The scarf is fantastic.

I can't cycle. Never could. I fall off all the time, even on exercise bikes. I ended up getting a recumbent one.
I think it's the dyspraxia. I have enough trouble staying upright when I'm walking.
Also around here you'd have to be into mountain biking. And fit as it's 70km to the shops.
There is a bus. It goes in to Bathurst once a month.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_inbetween_/]

I'm really not sure about putting tumeric and lemon anywhere near eyes, but maybe try it if there's some leftover salad: http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/under+eye+treatment

(ps fyi: now that I can reply, I don't get notifications)

[chantefable.livejournal.com]

Yes! I am glad the magazine is doing fine and I applaud your ukulele progress! And fic! glorious fic! *dives in*

[auntpurl.livejournal.com]

I am officially asking you on a date to go to the V&A and see spider silk fabric. If I could, I'd pass you a note in class with a yes/no checkbox system. Please have tea and scones and look at spider stuff with me? *hopeful*

[auntpurl.livejournal.com]

Also: never mind, my love. Sleep is for the weak. When we've killed ourselves from exhaustion, everyone will gather round and marvel at all we managed to accomplish in our tragically truncated lives. I'm with you. *solidarity fist*

[leochi.livejournal.com]

Wow, I hadn't read H/D in a very long time, and your story reminded me why I used to like that pairing in the first place. There was a plausible backstory, humour, no character bashing and PLOT. :D (And bedroom occurrences were limited to hints, which I really, really appreciated.)

Lovely story - I liked the way you portrayed both Harry and Draco and I also very much liked your other figures. They all came to life so naturally. Somehow I especially appreciated how Lucius stayed in character, even in his exile.

My compliments - that was a lovely read that made me long for more of that sort of story.

Totally unrelated:
How on earth do they make textiles of spider silk???

[illereyn.livejournal.com]

LOVE THIS STORY!

[naadi.livejournal.com]

This story was absolutely delightful - and I just always fall in love with your characters and your words every time I read your stories. ♥

[leni-jess.livejournal.com]

And a lovely fic it is too! It cheered me up immensely while hiding from my own fic-writing duties.

[anna-wing.livejournal.com]

You had me from the chocolate digestives.

The spider-silk scarf is the most astounding thing. I had thought that the lotus-fibre fabric from Myanmar was extraordinary (and it is), but this is another order of magnitude of coolth altogether. I want one, now. Loro Piana, what are you waiting for?