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|Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010|
|Saturday, June 6th, 2009|
|Sunday, May 31st, 2009|
|Lord, what fools these mortals be...
I missed this
on Tuesday, probably because I mostly skip over articles with people like him in the title. I kinda wish I had continued to miss this, because now my head hurts from grinding my teeth in rage.
I just love how his mother was an ENGLISH professor! Whether he's mouthing off for publicity, or whether he means it, damn, but he makes himself look stupid. Wanna bet he avoided the Confucius question because he didn't know who he was? Current Mood: aggravated
|Saturday, January 10th, 2009|
Iron Man. I somehow missed this at the cinema. Neo-american-imperialistic-guns-and-glor
Just when exactly did Robert Downey Junior become hot? *boggles* He has facial hair of the not-just-stubble variety for crying oh loud. AND he isn't even Johnny Depp.
Either validate my perceptions, or better, please be telling me it's the migraine meds. Else my hormones may need rebooting or something.
Dear god, the UST. *dies* Current Mood: confused
|Tuesday, January 6th, 2009|
20 of 28 LJ staff sacked? Sounds like time to back-up anything you want backed up, methinks.Link to Gawker article
Relieved I don't have a paid journal, else I'd be twitchy.
Eta: No confirm on the numbers - apparently more like 50% than 70%. Still, Happy Freakin New Year! Current Mood: H'mmm
|Thursday, December 25th, 2008|
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The message is the same anyway - hope you are all well, and happy.
I am now 30, dear god people can you believe it? Also: not terribly sober. Blame my sisters - they thought the vodka / baileys / rum / mulled wine / ??? (don't recall) was a good idea. I am attempting to blame them for the 30 also, as I was asked for ID three times tonight - clearly, lying about being 30 would still be possible if it weren't for them existing and being, yanno, pushing 30 and younger than me. *ponders ways round this*
Anyway, much love to you all, and here's hoping your yuletide will be merry and bright. &hearts &hearts &hearts
|Friday, September 5th, 2008|
So, being sleepless, I was randomly reading, and came across a link to this,
which accounts for the cranky. (Via SmartBitches
btw, who so often bring the goods, and are currently finding Twilight as funny/creepy as any sane person could wish.)Unfreakingbelievable
- the risk averse transparency of it. If they want to ditch an author because he/she is convicted of paedophila - then make that
a clause in the contract - pretty sure most authors on the level would sign it. William Mayne - probably not. *snerk*
As is, it's clearly usable as an excuse to ditch books that are proving to be turkeys, when traditionally - as I believe it should remain - that has been the publisher's risk to bear. After all, they picked it to publish. The author already bears some risk there - their royalties would be reduced in the event of low sales, and I feel that it's entirely unfair of the publisher to attempt to shift more of the risk to them. Ugh. Current Mood: sleepless & cranky
|Wednesday, June 4th, 2008|
Another meme because I need something to occupy my mind in a very shallow way while I wait for the meds to kick in. And also, I'm feeling ranty, and that may not be for the best.( Step this way...Collapse )
And now I feel oddly like Elmo. Why would that be? *blames it on the drugs* Current Mood: grumpy
|Monday, June 2nd, 2008|
|Has it really been 26 weeks since I last posted? *shamefaced*
So, because frankly there be more news than I know where to begin with, have a meme so as LJ is not shaming me with an ever increasing 'Weeks since you last posted count'. Also, now you know I'm still alive. Cut because it's a long ass meme. Some weird questions on it too considering the subject matter. ( The Seven Deadly SinsCollapse )
I tag nobody, because yo, annoying faux-social-obligations are not why I spend time on the net, and therefore whyfor should I burden others with them? Current Mood: pensive
|Sunday, December 2nd, 2007|
|Arrrrgh! *flails madly*
So my mobile is dead. And because I am made of epic fail, I haven't synced my contacts for months, relying instead on saving contacts to sim and phone. Sadly, when it died, it took the phone memory AND the sim card memory with it, leaving my data unrecoverable. Yea, and verily that strange custom where you write numbers down on actual paper
in that thing called an address book
... I didn't do that either. I said I was made of epic fail, omg. *headesks*
So, if you think I ought to be able to call you - plz to be calling / txting me nao or yanno emailing me your number at some point. Because, as we all know, expecting me to remember numbers is a lose/lose situation. And right now, *counts* I has exactly five numbers in my phone. And all but two of those are work ones. *contemplates hari kiri* Current Mood: pissed off
|Tuesday, May 15th, 2007|
|*fails badly at updating*
'K, so I've always failed at updating teh actual LJ, but do normally make random drive-by comments on a semi-regular basis so you know that I'm still alive. However, as some of you know, I got promoted and am living in a (dodgy) hotel whilst I sort out a new flat. (As the scumbag ex-tenants of the flat I was supposed
to be renting have this far refused to move out. To be fair, they might not actually be scumbags, as the flat was pretty clean and well kept when I went to view - all I really have to go on is their heinously refusing to move out, after we started all the damn paperwork and after I'd put a deposit down. Pillocks.)
T'anyways, the disappearance is due to the (always eccentric) wireless card on my geriatric laptop expiring. No wireless = no internets. Makes me very sad, not to mention irritable, if I had time.
It ought to be relatively easily repairable, but see above where I said geriatric laptop?
I think it'd be simpler to just wait till I can buy a new one. Or have a flat & phone line to move my desktop into.
T'anyways, I have a day off (and I left my work phone at work... go me!) to read the skip 50 million things I've missed and try to catch up a bit, so what've I missed that's important to you? No postcard stylee answers please. *misses you all*
In other news, the bits of my new job that are my job = going really well.
But my new boss? Having a midlife crisis I think. SO NOT THE TIME DAMMNIT! *takes deep breath* Current Mood: tired
|Monday, January 1st, 2007|
So, my New Year's resolution this year regarding teh internets:
"Actually utilise LJ as something more than a humongous collection of book marks and browser tabs."
Hence the friending frenzy. :)
I've been hovering on the edges of LJ for crikey, nearly two years now, (has it really been that long?) and...I guess the time has come, (my friends) to talk of many things,
Of fic - and ships - and LJ cuts,
Of metaquotes and memes,
Of whether Snape is good or bad,
And whether pigs have wings
"But wait a bit," the friended cry,
"Before we begin to chat;
For some of us yet know you not,
And all of us are shy!"
"No hurry!" said the_firedancer.
"A gross imposition would be that,
A user page," the_firedancer said,
"Is what I chiefly need:
Information and interests besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, friended dears,
You can begin to read."
*discontinues the lit rip-off, because really, the rest of it? Doesn't fit with the overall theme
so as to speak*
All of those added are people whose journals I've been reading for a while, some I've commented on, and some I've merely lurked at. Some are generally similar interests, some are due to ficcage, and some are just because you're interesting.
So yeah, if you're one of the people hit upon in my friending frenzy coming to check this unfamiliar adder out, please be aware there is zero expectation from me that you will friend me back; indeed, I'd be very boring on your flist to be sure. (As to be seen by this tl:dr ramble!) Current Mood: determined
|Saturday, December 30th, 2006|
This is a post so as Ali can leave me messages. *wicked, evil yet obedient grin*