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Looking back over dear-lord-how-many years of LJ entries, it's pretty obvious that I go a bit quiet when I've the wrong number or sorts of things on my mind. This tends to put a bit of a crimp in the writing (in the 'fame, beer and totty' sense) and the writing (in the 'inconsequential and/or incoherent rambling' sense), which is in the first instance an unfortunate and rubbish excuse and in the second likely a lucky escape for all concerned.
Anyway. The Diner-thing has had the Bulwer-Lytton start chopped off and something less ponderous installed instead. It's in an envelope with 'F&SF' in the address. God help all who sail in her.
There are also Men furtling with the house. I fully expect to return to a heap of rubble.
Of course, cheap cycling-gear week @ Aldi coincides with not being anywhere near one of the shops. Bum. Ok, I could beetle down to Scarborough on the Thursday AM, but I don't believe I shall be rising at any time before 11 for the entire week. Other than that, I have no particular plan or itinerary.
I would also like a less-annoying earworm than sodding 'Bright eyes'. That also seems to be a feature of an over-revving brain stuck in neutral. Shitpots.
Looking back over dear-lord-how-many years of LJ entries, it's pretty obvious that I go a bit quiet when I've the wrong number or sorts of things on my mind. This tends to put a bit of a crimp in the writing (in the 'fame, beer and totty' sense) and the writing (in the 'inconsequential and/or incoherent rambling' sense), which is in the first instance an unfortunate and rubbish excuse and in the second likely a lucky escape for all concerned.
Anyway. The Diner-thing has had the Bulwer-Lytton start chopped off and something less ponderous installed instead. It's in an envelope with 'F&SF' in the address. God help all who sail in her.
There are also Men furtling with the house. I fully expect to return to a heap of rubble.
Of course, cheap cycling-gear week @ Aldi coincides with not being anywhere near one of the shops. Bum. Ok, I could beetle down to Scarborough on the Thursday AM, but I don't believe I shall be rising at any time before 11 for the entire week. Other than that, I have no particular plan or itinerary.
I would also like a less-annoying earworm than sodding 'Bright eyes'. That also seems to be a feature of an over-revving brain stuck in neutral. Shitpots.
