Tremendulent!

I think I have a job!!! The university job that I turned down because it was only part-time? They rang me this morning and said they've managed to get funding and they want me FULL-TIME!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEE!!!! They'll ring me back on Monday once they have complete and utter confirmation, but...JOB!!!! I still have interviews this week that I'm going to, but still...JOB!!!!

I've also written stuff! I wrote about 1000 words of a Darcy/Steve fic involving sci-fi tropes and also, um, some original stuff.

I don't have a title but I think I might play with these two a little.



This is a thing. I don’t know what it is, but it’s a thing. That I might write. Some day. There’s crime. And she’s an accountant because she likes numbers and VAT and forms and he’s a detective but he always wanted to be a sheriff because JAWS imprinted on him and his last name is Brody and it’s a thing. Maybe. They banter. And solve crime.

( A snippet that I half like )

Yeah, I don't know. We'll see. Happy Wednesday!!!

Who's got two thumbs, is supposed to go to London this weekend for a wedding, and has the beginnings of a cold which includes throbbing temples, an unhappy nose and can't seem to find a comfortable temperature to exist in?

This girl.

Ow.

Soooo making amazing restorative chicken soup with massive amounts of garlic tonight. I have no money whatsoever, but I was really looking forward to going to London this weekend.

And it's Wednesday! So, not being one to break tradition, have some pictures!

( Loverlies )

Happy Wednesday!

Have some pretty pictures!

'Cause, you know, why not?

( People I'm currently diggin' )

Happy Wednesday!

So, who had to go to the Royal Welsh Show yesterday, stand in a marquee for eight hours straight, in the pouring rain and mud?

Yeah. Miserable day.

The shining point was when I finally got to go get lunch (at 3 pm!) I wandered past one of the show arenas where, I kid you not, the Dancing JCB's were, well dancing, to the theme from The Terminator. For a finale, they raised their shovels and sparks flew out. It was pretty fantastic.

However, my feet still feel wet.

So, Oxoniensis' Porn Battle is underway. Is it totally missing the point if I want to write my own prompt?

And since it's Wednesday and the rain hasn't stopped and I'm so making a huge pot of garlic chicken soup when I get home, have some pretty pictures.

( but i just can't be with you like this anymore, alejandro )

Happy Wednesday!