katiefoolery: (Renji is enthused...)
Well, two weeks have passed, so it must be time for my update.  I really have to get around to updating more regularly.  And by “regularly” I mean “every couple of days” obviously, rather than “every fortnight”...  Because while that’s regular, it’s not exactly prolific.

Luckily, you were saved from a post of relentless angst by the following characters:

Always being watched...

They arrived on my doorstep this morning in a rather innocuous looking parcel.  Said innocuous looking parcel was filled, filled I say, with an absolutely insane amount of wrapping paper.  I was surrounded by the stuff by the time I’d finished unwrapping everything; sitting there, drowning in a sea of green paper.  And the people to blame are the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] crazedturkey and [livejournal.com profile] flippyfrog.

*hugs them both*

I absolutely love the expressions on their faces.  Ichigo looks quite crazed - not the sort of look you really want to see on someone in charge of a rather large, sharp-edged object.  And Rukia looks a little disgruntled, but I imagine that’s mostly because I put her in between Urahara and Kon.  I don’t know what I was thinking there.

And as an extra bonus, you get to see the top of my amazing-but-only-cost-seven-dollars keyboard (best keyboard ever - I’m never letting it go) and half of Sideshow Bob’s sardonic face.  Also, a manicure kit... because you need one right by the computer, don't you?

So yes - I was going to be angsty today, but I decided to be grateful for the amazing friends I have instead.


Apr. 5th, 2007 01:58 pm
katiefoolery: (Olivier is peerless)
That Timothy of mine brought up the fact that it’s been well over a week since I last posted here and I discovered I have no real explanation for this.  No explanation, but plenty of excuses.

Perhaps I could blame Bleach for being so addictive that I spent several days simply re-reading it and falling even more in love with it than before.  I’m now equipped with several quite cracktastic theories, too.  And characters I didn’t care for before have suddenly endeared themselves to me without my evening noticing it.  I just have one question: if you haven’t read it yet, what’s stopping you?  Look, I’ll make it easy for you all: go to Bleach Exile and download the first volume.  If you’re not one hundred percent addicted after reading that, there’s no hope for you.  Mind you, there’s no hope for you if you do become addicted... so there’s nothing to lose really, is there?

What else can I blame?  Perhaps the iTunes store - that’s a good one.  I seem to go on little adventures there, leaping from song to song until I find something I like.  And thank goodness you can buy single songs there or I’d be completely destitute my now.  Cursèd addictive thing that it is.

Or I could blame the onset of colder weather, ’cause that’s been making me rather cranky of late.  I don’t remember any sort of transition: one minute, it was warm and Summery, the next, it was cold and miserable.  Although I suppose that’s rather relative when it comes to me.  As far as I’m concerned, “cold” applies to anything below about twenty degrees celsius.  On the up side, the new position of my desk has me sitting right next to one of the central heating vents.  That should keep me nice and warm once the cold weather really sets in.

And tomorrow, I am off to Beechworth for almost four whole days.  Four whole days without the internet...  Don’t do anything too exciting whilst I'm gone. :D
katiefoolery: (Renji wasn't paying attention there)
I keep writing entries and then scrapping them in disgust.  Weirdly, I feel more like posting fiction on my LJ than actual entries.  Just beware of that in the future.

In other news: my laptop has been returned with a new, fully functional battery.

In even further news: am even more obsessed with Bleach than before.

In dream-related news, I fully blame [livejournal.com profile] linnet_101 and [livejournal.com profile] crazedturkey for the fact that I had a Stargate Atlantis themed dream this morning.  I don’t even watch the show! How can I have a dream about it?  So yes - ’tis their fault.

I’ve also been toying with the idea of creating a separate LJ account for my writing but I’m not sure if it’s worth it.  To those people on my friends list who have a separate writing account, what are the advantages?  Disadvantages?  Do you recommend it?
katiefoolery: (Devious thoughts (not just hair!))
So what shall we do while the Americans are all off feasting at Thanksgiving?  I vote we hide LJ behind the couch cushions and look all innocent when they get back.

“LJ?  What is this LJ of which you speak?  Oh that LJ behind the couch cushions!  Yeees, I don’t know how that got there.”

But first, we’d all better practise looking incredibly innocent and blameless, otherwise I don’t think we'll be able to pull it off.

I am happy and giddy because I have made a silly icon (not the one on this post) and also because it is Bleach Day.  I do love Bleach Day and I love Bleach Exile even more for scanlating the chapters at the speed of light and filling my afternoons with Bleachy goodness.

Also (and I’ve just realised this) I haven't had a cup of tea since breakfast, which could explain my light-headed giddiness and my strange but overwhelming desire to go and put the kettle on.  Any kettle.  As long as it’s now.

In further stream-of-consciousness blogging, I must confess to having an extremely lewd story in my head as I took the bus home yesterday afternoon.  Oh yes.  Hehe.  My Timothy-of-the-heads has bet me that I won’t write it and as a punishment for his lack of faith, I have declared that not only will I write it, but I will not allow him to read it.  That will teach him.

However, this whole situation of stories in my head only served to highlight the main reason I will most likely never drive a car unless in an emergency: I just don’t want to concentrate.  I get the best ideas when sitting on the bus or the train and they’re usually so distracting that I have to whip out my handy notebook and write them down straight away.  I couldn’t do that if I was driving.  Instead, I’d be sitting there, desperately trying to remember the details so I can write them down later while at the same time trying not to kill anyone with my lack of concentration.

I just don’t have the attention span for driving, I’m afraid.

And now, I shall go and shove LJ down behind my couch cushions before the Americans get back...

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