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Filthy, nasty, stormy weather today. In yet more evidence that I am wholly solar-powered, I did nothing but curl up in the recliner and watch episodes of A Haunting on the Discovery Channel (the one about Dartford Cemetery was particularly good, if cheesy) and shudder at the mere thought of being a productive member of society.

Also, nothing came for me in the mail today. Sadface.

( Linkspam! )

And now, off to forage for dinner.

Current Mood: listless

>> I've been fluctuating between listless and bubbly, which is weird. Like, not even in a manic-depressive way (I don't think?), just--you know how puppies will romp around and then fall over and sleep for fifteen minutes, then get up and do it again? Kind of like that.

>> While I was in the shower yesterday, I came up with a new, punched-up ending to my Black Ribbon series--the ending of the eighth book--that will (I think, I hope) blow people's minds. Possibly they will throw the book across the room, which I highly look forward to. Of course, we'll never know until we get there, and even if I finished the first book TODAY and sold it tomorrow, that eighth book could be ten years away. Which is kind of why I want it on record now, that I came up with the new ending today. For... some reason. Posterity, I guess.

>> For some reason, this really makes me laugh. I might have even posted it before, who knows:

( Linkspam )

Current Mood: at this moment in time, tired

More pictures of Alice Dollen! She is, in fact, wearing slippers, since someone asked. And the date on her card says only "2009," woe.

(OMG YOU GUYS! THE YELLOW BARBIE CORVETTE I HAD AS A KID! omg. We gave all our Barbie stuff away when I was in college and my sister was in her early teens. If I went out and bought another one for Alice, no matter how cheap, thereby bringing MOAR CLUTTER into the house, my mother would kill me.)

( Linkspam! )

Current Mood: woozy

Back that way: Iorek finally gets his skyfoil (with pictures!); the Faramirs read Twilight; Valentine's plans are made.

I'm behind on the Snack Deathmatch! Today: Apple pie vs. peach pie.

I am behind on so, so much, actually. Particularly the linkspam. And discussing the bush fires (which we will get to in greater length this weekend. Again: The Red Cross). I spent much of the day sneezing, strangely. And I'm an hour late on getting dinner because I passed out napwise from five to seven. So I'm not feeling so much with the good right now, I guess.

( Linkspam )

Current Mood: sleepy
Current Music: Emilie Autumn - Heard It All

There is so much awesome in this linkspam that it can barely be contained.

( Nora Roberts, undead fetish nurses, flow charts, RUGGED INTENSITY, F. Streetname Whitebread )

ETA: WATCHMEN SETTLEMENT

Current Mood: I hunger
Current Music: U2 - Until the End of the World

New Awesomeness Initiative unresolution: Be less neurotic. I almost think I'm so neurotic (example: being too squeamish to check my own email for an important reply) because I'm accustomed to being neurotic. Like, because I'm used to it, this is a behavioral baseline in my mind. And, well--you know the saying "Fake it till you make it." I'm just going to have to pretend to be someone who has her shit together until maybe I actually do.

Anyway:

The Deathly Hallows of Online Community [LiveJournal], or, Valleywag's poison-pen letter to the "revolting," fanfic-writing LJ userbase and "relentness weirdness that infects the site."

( Quick Golden Globes spam )

( Regular linkspam )

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: Lisa Loeb - Do You Sleep

I already got my chattiness out of the way earlier today, so let's just go with the Wide, Wide World recappish-type entry as today's flashback and jump straight to four or five days' backlog of linkspam, of which I have only selected the cream: ( Read more... )