Life is very hectic.

VERY hectic.

It is mostly good with a sprinkling of frustratingly ridiculous.

But this?

Is more ridiculous.

Because I feel that I can't let the day pass, even if I can only snatch a few minutes in passing whilst we're out and about...

I still miss you, Crys.

Love, always.

This is especially for kayleighc.

When you can train yours to do this, I'll be VERY impressed.



Really. Some people really do have so much time. I'm envious.

Oh yeah. I remember! LiveJournal!

Just popping my head in so you know I'm actually still here. Have been insanely busy at work and with vast quantities of writing at stupid o'clock. My brain won't get out of Silver Skulls story-space, and I've been the worst board member at many RPGs for eternity. I am, therefore I suck.

Something brilliant happened last week which I'm not sure I can say vast amounts about, but suffice it to say it means:-

1) getting a foot into the publishing industry;
2) gets me occasional extra spending money;
3) spending my spare time doing something I like to do; and
4) earns me vast street-cred points with a certain geek-set.

All good stuff.

Viper Teutonian banquet in a couple of weeks. Should be exceedingly good. Then peace and quiet on the LRP front until at least March.

Bonzer.

1,043 word short based on the prompt word 'Desperation'.

( Too Late )

40 Questions.

( Under here for those who Don't Care [tm] )

Tim Minchin was awesome. This is probably the song that made me giggle the most...

A fantastically productive weekend.

Drove down to Charli 'n' Pete's place (via Spence and Kayleigh) on Friday night.

Curry. Mmm, curry.

Too much alcohol. Well, bad mix of alcohol + cough and sniffles = no sleep.

Yesterday - command/ref team meeting that started at around 11.30am and we finally wrapped at about 8.30pm. We covered a lot of ground and it was, I think, a really productive meeting. LOTS of ideas going forward.

Slept better.

Drove back to Leeds and dropped off K & S, came home, have vegged on sofa since, torn between wanting to close my eyes and snooze and knowing that if I do, I won't sleep tonight. Cats seemed puzzled to see me.

Now watching season 1 of Stargate. Because I can. Need to get Supernatural, but can't be arsed.

Yo!

One of those update-type things, which is probably long overdue. Of course, that's on the premise that there's anybody still out there.

Been ultra-busy. Work has exploded messily all over the place. Bloody patients. They go 'oh, screw it, I'll wait until after the summer holidays to go to the doctor'. Which means a sudden wodge of people being referred in. Busy, busy, busy. Have just come home from a 10 hour day with no lunch break. THAT sort of busy, you know?

But...it's still good, because I still love my job. My consultants think the sun shines out of me, one of them bought me a Chocolate Orange today just for fixing a long-standing database problem that he had. I'm no longer suffering at the hands of the Former Evil Colleague From Hell and as a consequence haven't had a migraine in nearly two years.

Took Dearly Beloved and Small Son to Games Day last weekend, we had a blast. I got to meet the lovely Black Library authors with whom I've only until now been corresponding with via PM on the BL Forums. They're an awesome set of fellas and had time for everyone.

As part of the trip, we swung via Viv's and had a lovely evening out with her and Rich. Was awesome to actually see other people again!

Speaking of the BL Forums, they're presently Out Of Action...and because there's a bunch of us who couldn't bear the idea of not having our little bolthole, I promptly went off and created one. It was entertaining that Nick Kyme knew all about them.

LRP is ... eating up a lot of my time and it's not even the season. We have a command team meeting this weekend at which time I hope that lots and lots of shiny things will be talked about. There will be froth. I suspect that there will be beer, as well.

I'm hoping to get down to see Suse 'n' Theo 'n' Eva 'n' Alex 'n' Animals before the end of November. I can't remember a time in my life in the last ten years when I'm suddenly so active and about so much. It's GREAT!

So all in all, life is a good thing. My job reminds me constantly that I have no problems.

I have a cold. That's as bad as it gets. I have a lovely husband, a fabulous son.

I'm a lucky, lucky human bean.

Further to our conversation earlier today.

Everyone thinks they're such sweet little things
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
Soft downy feathers and nice little wings.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!

But there's a poison I'd like to administer,
You think they're cuddly but I think they're sinister.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!

What are they doing at night in the park?
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
Think of them waddling about in the dark.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!

Sneering and whispering and stealing your cars,
Reading pornography, smoking cigars.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!

Nasty and small undeserving of life.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
They smirk at your hairstyle and sleep with your wife.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!

Dressed in black jackets and horrible shoes,
Getting divorces and turning to booze.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!

Forcing old ladies to throw them some bread.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
Who could deny they'd be better off dead?
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!

Look closer and you may recoil in surprise,
At web-footed fascists with mad little eyes.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! Quack, Quack!

OK, this is my first foray into the more Warhammer fantasy-esque style. In this instance, 'desperation' is presented as something that occurs when an individual is faced with a compromising situation.

979 words.

( Under the cut )

Challenge for September/October is a 1,000 word (with a 10% margin) short piece written around the prompt word.

In this instance, the prompt word is 'Desperation'.

( Too Late )

I pinched this one from the luffly Kayleigh.

( If I Were... )