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Yesterday was far more exciting than I wanted it to be. Ever.

I am really really hoping I'll hear from Patty this weekend, but I don't know her schedule at the site.

I need to go to post office to pick up gluten-free goodies sent my a friend who just had her appendix out. For those of you up on that, have you heard a post-surgery update? I have not and am slightly worried.

Groceries are good too. Actually I should walk up to Costco and renew my membership.

I need to do a shit-ton of editing for work

I've got at least two novel-with-Kali related writing tasks today. One's a summary for what I'm calling our pre-readers. These are the folks cheerleading us through a first draft. We'll then be handing it over to them and a few others for critical reads after we have that.

I could possibly get the full Sherlock rewatch if I can stand it for that paper. We'll see how long it takes as I'll be making notes. And how annoyed I feel during episode 2.

At some point I need to respond to various emails about the various HP debacles yesterday, but that still feels like more energy or more of a type of energy than I have.

I'd also like to write something for LfT today, but I've no idea about what.

I am listening to The Queen of Argyll on repeat again. This is the song that makes me think of this Lorne/Wesley fic I swear I'm not writing. So maybe? Also, aside, deep love for this singing style, and I've always wished I could have had an opportunity to study it.

While it hasn't been necessary yet, and I don't actually plan to follow all of these actions, it's worth nothing I will be dealing with comments on LfT with a pretty heavy hand. Go off topic and talk amongst yourselves all you want -- I love that actually. But nastigrams will be dealt with with extreme prejudice. Here's one person's tips for dealing with trolls and bullies on blogs. I STRONGLY agree with not exposing yourself to crap you don't need to be exposed to.

ETA: OH MISS AMERICA IS TONIGHT. YAYCAKES. I will write about that for LfT.

Comments

[gairid.livejournal.com]

Ah, thank you for pointing me to that wonderful post! I grew up sort of steeped in Irish-American culture (which is assuredly a different thing than Irish culture, though there are naturally some crossing points)>. My sister and I took Irish step dance for years, attended many a feis and ceili; my parents were members of the Ancient Order of Hibernians, etc.

My love of the music we listened to then (Clancys, Chieftains) never left me and no one was happier than me when the music I loved became a more mainstream. I have a prodigious collection of that kind of music now.

I am just surprised when I see some of the lesser known (here anyway) bands mentioned anywhere. You made my day!

[rm.livejournal.com]

I'm so happy to be having this conversation. My ex was Irish-American on one side of his family and hated the music. I drove him mad with my love of it. He called it "songs of the drunken potato rebellion." But I adore it so much. Sometimes I feel like I should be ashamed of my love for the CLancy Brothers, who I saw a gazillion times as a child, because they really were a part of a certain kitschy 70s culture, but I still listen to them ALL THE TIME and it is still TOTALLY AWESOME.