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13:54 / 12.07.02

I just went to see if my Chrestomanci/B7 crossover story has been uploaded onto the Central B7 Library yet, and it hasn't, but I found out that my story that *is* up there has been viewed 349 times and has a 5-star rating based on 8 votes.

So how was your day?

Less searchable M0rd4nt

13:58 / 12.07.02

I had a really weird experience today. This ATM sort of spat these papery things at me. They had all numbers and pictures on them, and seemed vaugely familiar....

14:03 / 12.07.02

Well done Deva.

I got a letter from a vicar in Bradford with a copy of one of my recent newspaper columns, with all references to alcohol ringed in felt tip, telling me that I will end up a dribbling drunk within a few short years, and should be sacked.

Which was nice.

14:05 / 12.07.02

Shurely shome mishtake... besht Fleet Street tradishishun...

14:10 / 12.07.02

good stuff, deva.

sax - i'll say this before anyone else gets there; thought you already were a dribbling drunk, but there you go.

i had the supreme honour this morning of having nelson - the cat my landlady adopted from the wild over a decade ago, who's still incredibly shy and nervous - come sit on my lap. it's taken months of fawning and kindness to get to this stage. we watched 'magnum p.i.' together, it was a special moment.

despite having horrendous stomach cramps again i've managed to get a new story sketched out; more speculative/science fiction that my usual horror stuff. and i'm hoping to go and see spy 51 tonight, who are playing in a local bar. christ, i could do with a drink.

Elijah, Freelance Rabbi

14:36 / 12.07.02

ahh, the old, 'lure the kitty in with tom seleck' approach, always a good un.

I found out today that even though i called in sick on the 5th i still got holiday pay for the 4th, and my new schedule is in place so no more 6am shifts

19:37 / 12.07.02

My day was pretty crap.
My RSI is getting worse due to the crap chairs in our new offices (although we are getting new ones.... soon). It hurts when i type or use a mouse for longer than a few minutes at a time.
One of our moderators died (15 years old, from an asthma attack

) so there were a couple of hundred kids acting weirder than normal in the chat rooms. People seem to love tragedy.
The flat is a fucking pig sty and no one speaks to each other enough to decide how to clean it.
But I am starting to write a novel and a first draft should be finished in a week, if my hand doesn't stop working.

19:55 / 12.07.02

An odd day, all told. Woke up to my HND results, which I'm extremely happy with. I even did a little whoop of joy, and I hardly ever crack a smile, let alone make happy noises.

An hour ago I found out that my errant, alchoholic uncle had been found dead in his flat during the day, effectively ending the branch of the family (gran, grandad, another alchoholic uncle) we used to refer to as the mentally stunted Munsters. Despite the fact that the world really isn't going to miss his presence, there's still a nagging unease at his passing. So that's kind of put a damper on things.

20:19 / 12.07.02

Quiet day writing. Then consumed pintage prior to seeing Minority Report. Fianlly, checked post (I prefer to do it in the evening rather than when it's delivered) to find I - finally - have a date booked in for my MRI scan.

uncle retrospective

21:07 / 12.07.02

Well i couldn't face working this weekend so took them off, I'm going to see Orbital play a DJ set tomorrow night, then I got free tickets for the sunday of the biggest festival in Ireland so after years I'm going to see Primal Scream.
Joy!

Only it's going to rain on us. A lot.

21:21 / 12.07.02

Should have been on the train South to spend the weekend with my Beloved but just crawled back from a wonderful party where there were only two men (me and a lovely straight biker boy) and a couple of dozen women of varied sexual persuasions and, boy, was it fun! I think I was only invited for sexist reasons: build the marquee on the lawn and master the barbeque but who gives a fuck. Full of Rioja and it's still time to get to bed early for the train tomorrow.

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

21:50 / 12.07.02

Today was quite boring. Pleasant enough, but uninteresting.
Yesterday, however, now that was weird.
Went to the West End for a pint with an old friend of mine from university. While I was there, I got a call from my flatmate asking if I'd lend her some cash and put it in her bank to cover something or other. (Her bank being in Picadilly Circus, me being at the Tottenham Court Road end of Oxford Street.) Oxford Street was closed to buses, so I walked. And passed Borders bookshop on the way. And thought "I'll go in there and have a quick browse while I'm at it". Then realised the woman behind the counter was an ex-colleague of mine who I haven't seen in a couple of years. While I'm talking to her, another member of staff turns up; another friend of mine who I haven't seen in ages and didn't realise worked there.
While I'm talking to him, David fucking Tibet turns up to buy some books (an all-time hero of mine, who I've met on a couple of occasions and who is a very nice man). So I chat to him as well! All within the space of ten minutes.
That was very nice.

09:35 / 13.07.02

stoatie - obviously that was some good karma earned by you lending your flatmate some money!

The Return Of Rothkoid

02:32 / 14.07.02

A couple of days ago, a lovely barbeloid sent me a Borders voucher to try and shore my brain up with commercial stuff. This is a happy thing. As is coming on here and reading supportive messages, both private and public from a bunch of suits. It helps a lot.

More happy stuff is being able to talk to a certain someone on the phone, however infrequently. It rocks through the sadness.

Solitaire Rose as Tom Servo

05:32 / 14.07.02

I like the fact that I have started a new novel, even if it is just pulp fiction and not very serious.

I'm also happy that I have had time off and am starting to feel like a normal person who doesn't work all the time.

15:16 / 14.07.02

I'm only happy when it rains.

15:21 / 14.07.02

I thank the Lord that I possess more than my share of a penis.

15:51 / 14.07.02

And a penis costume too, don't forget.

16:52 / 14.07.02

Can I put my happiness in your ear?

18:24 / 14.07.02

Only if you buy me some Clitoris Allsorts first.

19:06 / 14.07.02

Tomorrow, I send zines off. While telling people how I gave a copy to The Boredoms. And how right there! On the enevelope! Is the address of the guitarist of Meanwhile, Back In Communist Russia... ! Because I'm that cool!!

Yeh, right now I'm happy just about that...

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

22:47 / 14.07.02

My dog's been happy for the last couple of days (and wagging her tail and everything!) after a good fortnight or so of sulking. That makes me very happy indeed.

23:24 / 14.07.02

Well I spent the weekend in Brighton and then today in St Albans, and it was sunny as well. I never realised how many cool shops Brighton had, many huge thankyous to Plums for being my guide to the cool places and letting me meet her cool pals

. All in all it was rather civilized

13:47 / 15.07.02

The job hunt was to begin today, but has been postponed until tomorrow. So today will be a fun relaxing day, sitting on the computer in front of a fan, surrounded by dogs and good coffee. Mmmm.

13:57 / 15.07.02

happy? well, happy and almost pukingly nervous - i sent my new story (all 9,500 words of it) to a mag editor. and to my mother. don't hold out much hope of anyone publishing such a long short story, and i always feel like i'm splitting in two with these things:

my story's miles better than almost everything in the last few issues of the mag/it's laughable that i could think it will be good enough to be accepted

both things i believe in totally and equally. i suppose the happy thing about it is that if that's what's on my mind then i'm a lot better off than many.

14:04 / 15.07.02

Spent most of last week into the weekend at the shore...starting the last day with an early sunrise walk on the beach with the girl...got back home and watched the Hitcher...

Solitaire Rose as Tom Servo

14:57 / 15.07.02

You sold a story, SFD?

CONGRATS!!

Short stories are horridly hard to sell anymore.

ONLY NICE THINGS

15:29 / 15.07.02

Indeed.

I'm happy that the "People who Hate People" thread has gone from being an unseemly an depressing hatefest to a beautiful sprouting garden of Morrissey lyrics, I want to brush its hand accidentally while reaching for a chocolate biscuit on the tourbus...

Solitaire Rose as Tom Servo

16:20 / 15.07.02

OK, got a new happy....one of the residents here at the group home I work at re-established contact with his birth mother, and if all goes well, he will be moving in to live with her for the first time in a decade in two months (once they have completed re-unification therapy).

Yay us!

19:51 / 15.07.02

hong kong - uh, thanks, but i haven't sold this one yet. i flogged one a few months back and that's just been published.

Goodness Gracious Meme

15:24 / 16.07.02

hey, I've got a happy!

despite having absolutely NO money at all and having my card spat out of the cash machine, I feel great.

Mainly because after drifting into work half asleep I've worked bloody hard in a really worthwhile cause. And I'm bloody good at what I do. So have a warm glow.

10:01 / 01.08.02

Had a very late one last night, and crashed out at a friend's on the other side of town for all of 2 hours. Not having work clothes with me, I had to hoof all the way home this morning to get changed for work. (For added irony, my friend's place is actually not far from my work). Feeling several shades of shite I considered taking a sicky but felt too guilty so hauled my worthless frame in to work, whereupon my boss tells me that she saw me on my way home from the tube at 830am as she was on her way to work.

How glad am I that I didn't call in sick? Fucking very!

The Return Of Rothkoid

10:45 / 01.08.02

I'm not hearing your happy sound there, Loomis.

10:58 / 01.08.02

Am in energy conservation mode. Volume currently switched off, as are all non-essential functions.

14:50 / 01.08.02

Interviewing Journalist: "Are you happy?"
President De Gaulle: "Do I look like an idiot?"

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