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I ain't dead! Have been ill, am recovering. While feverish, I cried in the supermarket. Twice - because they didn't have the kind of tissues I like, and because I had forgotten something. It was too fucking tragic. But I am almost completely recovered now - just the residual problems that come from glue ear and tinnitus to deal with now. And now I have hot cross buns and mini creme eggs and a chocolate bilby, as well as a long weekend, so I'm a happy camper.
The corellas are back. You can hear them coming from miles away, flying over the little valley our town is set in. It sounds like the apocalypse.
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comicsbigbang - the first time I've dropped out of anything. My Hellblazer plotbunny would not coalesce - it hung just out of sight, smoking and swearing enough that I knew it was there. Bastard.
I've taken anlgbtfest prompt. I have to finish my au_bigbang first draft ASAP - I am finding it very hard to get a grip on storytelling in 15K - it's much bigger than any fanfic I've ever written, but also much, much smaller than NaNo. I'm all at sea from it, and I think my plot is going to end up all squished into the end in an unpleasant way. But first drafts can be smoothed out. Imaginary plots in my head? Not so much.
Photos from China Fashion week - my knowledge of haute couture comes largely from watching Project Runway, but I really love the shapes and colours of these works of art.
Ooh:
I should be writing my big bang, but I may also have a ficlet open where Jack Harkness hits on Temeraire. *gulps nervously*
War of the Worlds, Warrnambool style: UFOs at Framlingham For the tl;dr crowd, I've bolded the part which most typifies life in rural Australia.
It wouldn't be April 1 without a few playful pranks, but one group of mates in Framlingham outdid themselves by staging an elaborate UFO landing.
Over roughly a month, the jokers constructed the three saucers in Dave Maloney's shed using old communication dishes, some lights and a bit of ingenuity.
Then they dragged them out into a paddock by the Hopkins River yesterday at dusk, fired up the generator and sat back and watched as dozens of onlookers stopped to check out what looked like a scene from a sci-fi movie.
"There's been quite a few cars slow down and people taking photos," Mr Maloney said.
"A few mates rang up to tell me I'm an idiot."
The two biggers saucers measure about three metres in diameter and the smaller one is about 2.4 metres in diameter.
"They're made out of aluminium and fibreglass and they take four blokes to move them," Mr Maloney said.
He said the idea "probably came out of a bottle" and that making the non-flying saucers had been a good time-filler "instead of watching TV".
"I just like doing pranks and stupid things now and again. You've got to have a bit of fun."
The only downer was that some idiots had done doughies and burn-outs around the saucers early this morning, he said.
"I'm spewing about the burn-out marks around them cos they looked really good sitting there in a nice green paddock."
Warrnambool radio stations also broadcast the news of the UFOs, including information about the "landing site" being investigated.
Spewing.
The corellas are back. You can hear them coming from miles away, flying over the little valley our town is set in. It sounds like the apocalypse.
I dropped out of
comicsbigbang - the first time I've dropped out of anything. My Hellblazer plotbunny would not coalesce - it hung just out of sight, smoking and swearing enough that I knew it was there. Bastard. I've taken an
lgbtfest prompt. I have to finish my au_bigbang first draft ASAP - I am finding it very hard to get a grip on storytelling in 15K - it's much bigger than any fanfic I've ever written, but also much, much smaller than NaNo. I'm all at sea from it, and I think my plot is going to end up all squished into the end in an unpleasant way. But first drafts can be smoothed out. Imaginary plots in my head? Not so much. Photos from China Fashion week - my knowledge of haute couture comes largely from watching Project Runway, but I really love the shapes and colours of these works of art.
Ooh:
I should be writing my big bang, but I may also have a ficlet open where Jack Harkness hits on Temeraire. *gulps nervously*
War of the Worlds, Warrnambool style: UFOs at Framlingham For the tl;dr crowd, I've bolded the part which most typifies life in rural Australia.
It wouldn't be April 1 without a few playful pranks, but one group of mates in Framlingham outdid themselves by staging an elaborate UFO landing.
Over roughly a month, the jokers constructed the three saucers in Dave Maloney's shed using old communication dishes, some lights and a bit of ingenuity.
Then they dragged them out into a paddock by the Hopkins River yesterday at dusk, fired up the generator and sat back and watched as dozens of onlookers stopped to check out what looked like a scene from a sci-fi movie.
"There's been quite a few cars slow down and people taking photos," Mr Maloney said.
"A few mates rang up to tell me I'm an idiot."
The two biggers saucers measure about three metres in diameter and the smaller one is about 2.4 metres in diameter.
"They're made out of aluminium and fibreglass and they take four blokes to move them," Mr Maloney said.
He said the idea "probably came out of a bottle" and that making the non-flying saucers had been a good time-filler "instead of watching TV".
"I just like doing pranks and stupid things now and again. You've got to have a bit of fun."
The only downer was that some idiots had done doughies and burn-outs around the saucers early this morning, he said.
"I'm spewing about the burn-out marks around them cos they looked really good sitting there in a nice green paddock."
Warrnambool radio stations also broadcast the news of the UFOs, including information about the "landing site" being investigated.
Spewing.