Catchall post
Aug. 14th, 2004 09:43 pmHappy belated birthday, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
alorarose! Slap me with a trout for forgetting. Hope you had a good one.
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It feels so strange to have ignored the entire Back To School thing this year. Metro starts on Monday (somewhat later than recent years; they must be starting winter break way late this year), so all the displays and stuff will probably be gone by Wendesday. And I don't even leave the country until the end of next month, much less start classes. (They start in October. October! Four days into it!) And I'm not buying school supplies until I get over there, 'cause I'd rather bring clothes than notebooks.
I feel more adult than usual. Or something. Yeah.
Also, it's odd to see people running around getting ready for school to start when it's so cold out. Today was nice...felt great if you were in the sun or moving around, but could get downright chilly if you weren't. (Yes, the high was about 80F. Shut up.) But the first few weeks of school have to be conducted in the hottest heat you ever did feel. It's, like, a law. There was all too much walking around downtown in blazing heat to get to and from the bus station during my four years of high school; these young'uns should suffer, too! ;)
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Charles de Lint's The Little Country is one of those annoying books that have two storylines, one of which is really interesting, the other of which is deadly dull. I'd love to skip over all the dull sections, but I have a sinking feeling that it'll be important for the other storyline at some point. Sigh. So I'm slogging through...
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The Atlantis Crackfic That Ate My Brain has become the Atlantis Crackfic That Ate My Brain And Won't Frelling End. Still stuck on page five 'cause I can't figure out a way to end it without it turning into some kind of monster plotfic, which is just...you don't want this to be a plotfic. It just wouldn't fly. So I'm trying to end it gracefully, but it's not working. Grrrrr.
And Muse is still bugging me to write John/Lizzie kidfic where McKay babysits. Not to mention all this original fic I've been toying with in my head, but can't get enough of a handle on to put down on paper (or keyboard, as it were). Speaking of which, I'm so behind on sheppard_n_weir digests. One day, I'm gonna catch up with that list. I've been reading here and there, but not replying. Gah. What is it with me and complete lack of willpower in the summer?
alorarose! Slap me with a trout for forgetting. Hope you had a good one.*
It feels so strange to have ignored the entire Back To School thing this year. Metro starts on Monday (somewhat later than recent years; they must be starting winter break way late this year), so all the displays and stuff will probably be gone by Wendesday. And I don't even leave the country until the end of next month, much less start classes. (They start in October. October! Four days into it!) And I'm not buying school supplies until I get over there, 'cause I'd rather bring clothes than notebooks.
I feel more adult than usual. Or something. Yeah.
Also, it's odd to see people running around getting ready for school to start when it's so cold out. Today was nice...felt great if you were in the sun or moving around, but could get downright chilly if you weren't. (Yes, the high was about 80F. Shut up.) But the first few weeks of school have to be conducted in the hottest heat you ever did feel. It's, like, a law. There was all too much walking around downtown in blazing heat to get to and from the bus station during my four years of high school; these young'uns should suffer, too! ;)
*
Charles de Lint's The Little Country is one of those annoying books that have two storylines, one of which is really interesting, the other of which is deadly dull. I'd love to skip over all the dull sections, but I have a sinking feeling that it'll be important for the other storyline at some point. Sigh. So I'm slogging through...
*
The Atlantis Crackfic That Ate My Brain has become the Atlantis Crackfic That Ate My Brain And Won't Frelling End. Still stuck on page five 'cause I can't figure out a way to end it without it turning into some kind of monster plotfic, which is just...you don't want this to be a plotfic. It just wouldn't fly. So I'm trying to end it gracefully, but it's not working. Grrrrr.
And Muse is still bugging me to write John/Lizzie kidfic where McKay babysits. Not to mention all this original fic I've been toying with in my head, but can't get enough of a handle on to put down on paper (or keyboard, as it were). Speaking of which, I'm so behind on sheppard_n_weir digests. One day, I'm gonna catch up with that list. I've been reading here and there, but not replying. Gah. What is it with me and complete lack of willpower in the summer?
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