Today I have been mostly;
-Playing Scrabble on the internet,
-Listening to the music on my computer and giving each song a rating out of five,
-Realising I'm not bright enough to undestand most paradoxes and looking up song lyrics instead,
-Walking around the house trying to get "ye cannae change the laws of physics, laws of physics, Jim"* out of my head
Today I have not;
-Written anything for my Seasonal Spuffy offering which is due in seven days.
In better news, I have 10,000 words so far. Unfortunately they're pretty evenly spread over 23 adopted-then-abandoned fics. Now I think I'm just going to go play more Scrabble, then possible trawl YouTube for some early nineties rock!
You know even though I have a bazillion other things on my plate, I feel the most sudden and overwhelming need to write a BtVS/Bill & Ted crossover fic.
I swear I will do just about anything to avoid laundry day.
A work inspired Open Letter, that you should probably not read if you are at all sensitive to words that end in ..uck.
( Dear Strange Unfriendly Couple Who Are Obviously Very Angry At The World,Collapse )
I've been thinking of my father today, a man who dedicated quite a lot of time fighting for better safety and conditions in his workplace. For his sins, he was blackballed, and would have remained completely unemployable if it hadn't been for like minded friends who found him work. Anyway, all the thinking inspired this. Happy May Day!
( Mystical Warriors of The World, Unite!Collapse )