A lateshift opens, like a pod birthing seeds into the air

00:43 / 10.10.07

It's been a very calm day for me, plugging away at a story while the libraries close down to protest for a few more hours and everybody sits on their hands wondering if we're actually going to go out for real. I'm happy, at least, that I had today off so I had some time away from the frustration.

So, story time. The Fear has been hovering near me all day, even during the good bits, and it's getting closer. I write to stave it off.

Also, I'm thinking of making poor man's risotto for dinner, as I have chicken broth in the cupboard and an onion in the fridge. Or I could do a nice, spicy dahl. Eith way, it's all about making grains turn creamy for eating.

00:47 / 10.10.07

I'm just watching the amazingly slutty and intriguing Showtime series The Tudors.

Yes, for the most part, wildly historically inaccurate, but good fun. And lots of yummy Jonathan Rhys Meyers nudity.

But soon to bed as I have to work at 6 am.

00:52 / 10.10.07

I'm starting to think it might be easier to build a time machine, go back in time to when it first became difficult for me to write and slap my younger self red raw as a preventative measure than just sitting down with my laptop. Apart from that I'm just peachyaaaarrgghhh

00:53 / 10.10.07

bah, stupid windows installation, stupid lack of sleep and stupi emplyment agency. A day of frustration for the most part, but at least everyone I live with took a day off today so that was nice!

what're people up to RIGHT NOW?

00:55 / 10.10.07

Listening to the Propellerheads make me feel like a naughty Bond Girl? Thinking still about that dinner question? What am I doing right now?

I've spent some fair time in that Comics & Architecture thread.

Why is writing proving so difficult, Not-onna-Spot?

I've heard The Tudors is good.

00:56 / 10.10.07

plus, quitting smoking is waaay harder than I thought. Every time I look down I seem to have a cigarette in my hand, with no recollection of putting one there...

00:57 / 10.10.07

papers, I'd go for the dhal myself. Risotto reminds me too much of being REALLY poor.

00:57 / 10.10.07

Are you just quitting cold turkey?

00:58 / 10.10.07

Risotto reminds me too much of being REALLY poor.

Well, with the escalating job action, we're certainly heading in that direction...

I'm wondering at what point I should try to get a new job.

01:01 / 10.10.07

cutting down and stopping slowly was the plan, but doesn't really seem to be working, still is early days yet.

A new job eh? set your sights higher! Aim to win the lottery.

01:02 / 10.10.07

I've finished episode 3 of The Tudors and am now just being a sort of benevolent Internet stalker.

I am usually in bed by now. Shame on me.

01:03 / 10.10.07

Or win the lottery twice! That'd really set you up. I was planning to win the lottery this year but it's difficult finding the time.

01:04 / 10.10.07

Maybe I'll just hold out for Evil Scientist to install me as a figurehead leader. Ruler of the world. President Select. I'm a native Earthling, I'm eligible.

I'm writing a story about super-heroes. It's probably too dumb for words.

01:04 / 10.10.07

as long as you STAY benevolent...

01:05 / 10.10.07

anything superpowered is good in my books, but then I'm a hopeless geek. What's the premise?

01:10 / 10.10.07

Oh noes, what I mean to say is that I got to hang out with this really cool band from Australia whilst they were here in my 'hood recording an album, and now I'm going, "What music have they put out? Can I order it? Why did I not ask them about that when we were at the Lynchian strip club? And why are they so gentlemanly and cool? Must know more!"

I am engaged so it ain't like that.

01:11 / 10.10.07

I think you can still stalk once you're engaged. You just can't take any long-distance photos. That's equivalent to cheating.

01:12 / 10.10.07

I have decided to throw myself in the lateshift ring. I have put off other projects such as doing work.

01:14 / 10.10.07

Surrealist super-people existing as rumour and hearsay. It stars a character named Templechurch, a reporter pulling on her Lois pants to investigate. It's very loose, I have no idea where it's going but I'm enjoying. I don't tend to write super-hero stuff very often if ever, so it's nice to explore a little even if I'm not doing anything particularly amazing.

01:14 / 10.10.07

Biz, I am confused. How could I take long-distance photos????

01:15 / 10.10.07

Three words. Hijacking spy satellites.

01:17 / 10.10.07

You need to take over Google Earth of course

01:18 / 10.10.07

papers, existing AS rumour and hearsay, like Candyman?

or has my sleep-addled brain misunderstood?

01:21 / 10.10.07

Gah. Too much trouble to take over Google Earth. I just...I just rather liked hanging out with them, is all. Which makes me feel weird and shame-faced as though I am a girl of seventeen.

01:25 / 10.10.07

Possibly, in the case of Nowhere Girl, she'd be some kind of hearsay. They are real or they aren't, or they're simply surreal and in-between. The story is young yet.

01:28 / 10.10.07

Guh. Maybe I can't be arsed to make dinner. Probably just grab a muffin later on. I'm thirsty, though. Might make some tea.

01:33 / 10.10.07

tea is always worth making. Your story sounds like it has a lot of potential, keep playing!

01:38 / 10.10.07

I'd like to make some homemade iced tea, but I have neither a jug nor lemons. I'll probably just make a cuppa green to still and relax my humours.

01:43 / 10.10.07

I read that as "neither jugs or lemurs.

And on that note, I say good night. Best of luck on your story, Papers.

Best of luck to all of you.

01:51 / 10.10.07

Good luck with your musical safari, Kali. Sleep tight.

01:56 / 10.10.07

How are you Papers, I have not been on the lateshift in a while, at least, not when anyone else was on

01:58 / 10.10.07

I also sleep now. I cannot wrestle with my own uselessness any longer. Good night all.

01:58 / 10.10.07

Up and down. The Fear's breathing at my neck tonight. Otherwise good. I've also just remembered what kind of raving crack addict I turn into when I eat some honey, because GEEZ I love me some honey.

01:59 / 10.10.07

How are you, Ducks?

Night, Biz. Sleep well. You will be less useless tomorrow, I guarantee!