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Tuesday, October 6th, 2009 05:32 pm
tuesdays aren't bad days, per se
Children
Niece #2 and Nephew, having reached the Age of Walking, are intent upon figuring out what adults do when not in their immediate line of sight. This has been going on for a while, granted, but today was the first time that I was faced with two pair of curious eyes whilst involved in toilet-related activities.
I have performance anxiety in situations like this one, which didn't help, and I couldn't herd them out (obviously I can't just get up), and they acquire miraculous powers of deafness when they choose and also try to pretend they don't understand the spoken language. They stood there for a while. It was a very long bathroom break. I know that some people might say they had no idea what they ere doing; those people are liars. This is retaliation for being diapered, I swear.
They're both adorable, but this reminds me why my womb will henceforth remain vacant. Growing up, the bathroom was a place of refuge, as it had a lock and a large supply of books. Don't look at me like that--with two sisters, two parents, and a constant stream of visitors when growing up, I adjusted to the lack of privacy in the most practical way possible. To wit: the bathroom? Had a lock.
Everything Else
Work is better? Maybe? We're scripting at work, which is easy, but it's work and I like having work to do. I also am working with the analysts on analyzing specific tests, which is new? But I don't know what that means yet. Maybe I need to look into new jobs. I finished writing up fifteen scripts today they were so simple. *hands* I need a challenge. Failing that, a new group of websites to read.
In other news, I started a fic where Bacchus shows up in Camelot (Why not? Roman God, formerly Roman land? I like it.) and I--don't know where its going. Mostly because I have to be honest here, it's Bacchus. Surprisingly, you can do a lot more than orgies, and I have some faint idea that the Roman gods are pissy with how the balance of magic got all out of whack when Arthur's birth was arranged. It's very--something. *hands* I think I was overly influenced by Ivy's (I think?) Edmund/Bacchus Narnia fic, but it's also one of those things where I thought "Is this a good idea?" and for the life of me, I don't know. So I have to write it out to see what it wants to be.
Eventually anyway. Bacchus. Of all the things to take over my fic writing brain....
Trek finally moved, but its' at the point where I can no longer ignore the fact that I'll have to rewrite the primary plot heavily because it's way too convoluted. Not that I don't like convoluted, but I'm not sure I can follow it.
In closing--I have to stop reading The SCP Foundation, but it's seriously hard to stop once I start. Start with one file, and I'm done, and I always, always end up scaring myself. It's something about the profeesionalesque language in the form of reports that gets to me. It's also the mundanity of the items. Sure, supernatural creatures are terrifying, but the freaky bottles of water that dehydrate you to death? That shit's not on. I find myself feeling faintly suspicious of my coffee cup--it could turn liquids into acid! For no reason! I read about it!
Yes, I do recommend the site. It takes a few files to get used to it, but honestly, it's utterly fascinating.
Niece #2 and Nephew, having reached the Age of Walking, are intent upon figuring out what adults do when not in their immediate line of sight. This has been going on for a while, granted, but today was the first time that I was faced with two pair of curious eyes whilst involved in toilet-related activities.
I have performance anxiety in situations like this one, which didn't help, and I couldn't herd them out (obviously I can't just get up), and they acquire miraculous powers of deafness when they choose and also try to pretend they don't understand the spoken language. They stood there for a while. It was a very long bathroom break. I know that some people might say they had no idea what they ere doing; those people are liars. This is retaliation for being diapered, I swear.
They're both adorable, but this reminds me why my womb will henceforth remain vacant. Growing up, the bathroom was a place of refuge, as it had a lock and a large supply of books. Don't look at me like that--with two sisters, two parents, and a constant stream of visitors when growing up, I adjusted to the lack of privacy in the most practical way possible. To wit: the bathroom? Had a lock.
Everything Else
Work is better? Maybe? We're scripting at work, which is easy, but it's work and I like having work to do. I also am working with the analysts on analyzing specific tests, which is new? But I don't know what that means yet. Maybe I need to look into new jobs. I finished writing up fifteen scripts today they were so simple. *hands* I need a challenge. Failing that, a new group of websites to read.
In other news, I started a fic where Bacchus shows up in Camelot (Why not? Roman God, formerly Roman land? I like it.) and I--don't know where its going. Mostly because I have to be honest here, it's Bacchus. Surprisingly, you can do a lot more than orgies, and I have some faint idea that the Roman gods are pissy with how the balance of magic got all out of whack when Arthur's birth was arranged. It's very--something. *hands* I think I was overly influenced by Ivy's (I think?) Edmund/Bacchus Narnia fic, but it's also one of those things where I thought "Is this a good idea?" and for the life of me, I don't know. So I have to write it out to see what it wants to be.
Eventually anyway. Bacchus. Of all the things to take over my fic writing brain....
Trek finally moved, but its' at the point where I can no longer ignore the fact that I'll have to rewrite the primary plot heavily because it's way too convoluted. Not that I don't like convoluted, but I'm not sure I can follow it.
In closing--I have to stop reading The SCP Foundation, but it's seriously hard to stop once I start. Start with one file, and I'm done, and I always, always end up scaring myself. It's something about the profeesionalesque language in the form of reports that gets to me. It's also the mundanity of the items. Sure, supernatural creatures are terrifying, but the freaky bottles of water that dehydrate you to death? That shit's not on. I find myself feeling faintly suspicious of my coffee cup--it could turn liquids into acid! For no reason! I read about it!
Yes, I do recommend the site. It takes a few files to get used to it, but honestly, it's utterly fascinating.
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From:Anyway, sounds really cool.
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From:When I think of him, my brain always goes towards gleeful violence - women roaming the hills and tearing people apart with their bare hands D:
I assume you're doing something different.
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My hed is pastede on yey
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Re: My hed is pastede on yey
From:...oh my GOD.
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From:I shouldn't have read it at night!
Yeah it's definitely the language of the report that's like! what! written otehrwise i'd be less involved. ;___;
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From:And a lot of them are terrifying. *nodnodnod*
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From:I am so very, very glad that I was overseas during Neice's entry into this stage of life. While I miss the whole idea of introducing her to new things in the world, sharing that function with her is one I am glad I was unavailable for. You have my wholehearted agreement that the loo is a good place to lock & keep parents and kids out of. Wow.
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Could it be that you are just that damn good at the script writing and your coworkers need you for that? Because you have mentioned making the mental leaps into brillance before and leaving your boss in the dust. Just a suggestion.
Uhm....Reading stuff by Voracity in the Buffy/SPN/CSI/NCIS/who knows what else fandoms. It's fun, distracting and time consuming. Really.
As far as that site? Your mind is a facinating place that produces many wonders of good fic & odd observations. Thank you for sharing!
~L
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From::) I look forward to hearing about it. *glomps you*
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From:And be glad you have work--I'm sitting at work right now, bored out of my mind because of a 40-hour workweek, they have me actually doing things for 13 hours of it in little 45-minute chunks (I'm an English teacher in South Korea).
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From:I made a chart somewhere about related SCPs? There's a pretty cool storyline involving Cain (Kane?) when you find that SCP.
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From:Plus, a version of The Yellow King in there which totally did nothing for my nerves circa 3 AM.
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From:I await this with great interest.
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From:The parents in the room were literally on the floor laughing. Been there! Done that!
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From:(I have not read the Edmund/Bacchus fic, but I can remember back when I was briefly fond of
NarniaMcAvoy's portrayal of Tumnus I had some interesting ideas revolving around the relationship between fauns and Maenads, mostly based on a throwaway line and the thought that we heard about Tumnus' father but no clue as to what sort of being his mother might have been. Lucy got involved. It was fun.)(- reply to this
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From:*happy happy dance!*
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