Yeah, it's 42 degrees (107.6 for you Northerners) and there's a grass fire up the road. Life is rocking on in rural Australia.
I'm propping
lilacsigil up with ice packs and icy poles. She's a hot little hamster right now. The air-conditioner isn't really cutting the mustard, though it's cooler in here than out there.
Hey, Aussies, what do you call one of these?

I grew up in Melbourne, and we always called them "frozens", as in "I'd really like a frozen." But the other day, when I said "Oh, we should get some frozens and put them in the freezer for the hot days"
lilacsigil was very confused. Apparently in Gippsland, you call them by their proprietary name: Sunny Boy. I find these differences to be fascinating. Or maybe my brain has curdled in the heat. Tell me of your snow, people of the north. Tell me of the icicles and the frozen ponds and the need for woolly mittens.
In other news, Yuletide reveals are up!
I wrote
The Infernal Celibacy Rededication (Or how Roxy decided she didn't need her groove back after all). (Check out my Roxy icon! The sum total of my creative effort in this heat!) I had so much fun reviewing canon for this fic - I even dug out the original comics to remind myself of certain aspects of Middleman history.
I also betaed
lilacsigil's Famous Five fic,
Anne and George of the Thirds. (Go read it, it's a glorious thing where Anne gets to be the competent one for a change.)
lilacsigil did not have so much fun reviewing canon. We had a lot of conversations like this:
lilacsigil: Julian is such a prig!
Me (mishearing): Yes, Julian is an utter prick.
lilacsigil: That too.
If you have always thought Julian was a prick, go and read
Anne and George of the Thirds. Julian isn't in it at all, and there are (not very) secret lesbians on the side.
Now, to get to work on
fandom_stocking! *rubs hands together but not enough to make a spark*
ETA: Fire is out! That's really good news.