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We're all closer to human around here. Yay. Although Patty is now prepping for Cardiff and I'm still over-worked. We got her hostel reservations last night though for her stay before she finds a flat. Today I have to write her a recommendation regarding that.

Hilarious Internet conversations last night that started with me sending a ludicrous article about a certain celebrity's swimming pool habits to tsarina who then sent back pictures of David Bowie with wolves. This later got reported to Sam and Lifty in a discussion about Cumberbach getting car-jacked in South Africa. Okay, maybe you had to be there, but every third email in the thread was, "wait, is this real?" I was laughing so hard.

A sad example of how the first, and last, story we write is ourselves: the last story of F. Gywnplaine McIntyre.

Hey, deusabscondidum started projectother for discussing and writing fiction about various marginalized groups and also for talking about the publishing industry. A sort of catch all community for those of us who aren't seeing enough stories that are reflective of our experiences and may be trying to write some of those stories ourselves.

Last night we returned to Angel. It's S5 time now. ( Read more... )

ETA: So I was just in this cab, that missed its exit, drove across the median (not a line, but a step up little concrete island thing), and BLEW A TIRE and then let me out on the highway. Yeah, I had to pay the fare. And then I called 311. And now I'll have to go to some hearing because of this fucker.

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Sorry, take-two because of some typos and a phrasing I should not have used.

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