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Aug. 20th, 2016 01:44 am-I can add ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dhampyresa to my list of fandom folk who are definitely not axe-murderers. I mean, you all seem very nice, but I make my not an axe-murderer determinations on a case by case basis. We got to spent a very cool evening hanging out and discussing Star Wars while I did my worst tour guide in Glasgow bit. And its becoming ever more clear that I really ought to be watching the Clone Wars series, if only for Ashoka related reasons.
-I have been watching the Olympics, and while some of it has been delightful - the women's rugby 7s genuinely enriched my life; it seemed like the entire early shift in my work had stayed up half the night to watch Andy Murray's tennis final, that workday was sponsored by Red Bull. But there's almost something old East German about the way "Team GB" is being covered here, it's like: look how many gold medals we have; do not peek behind the curtain.
-I have been trying to yank myself out of a bout of writers block by writing sequel ficlets. Presenting: more Sansa/Margaery arranged marriage and more Sameen Shaw and her indifferent daemon.
-While I was tooling around AO3 I noticed that my subscriber count has hit 300. Admittedly, I don't know if that's a lot or next to nothing, but I find it a pleasingly round number, and it delights me.
-I'd been planning to take my dog hiking on Skye over the weekend, but I'm thinking again, partly because it's pissing down, and partly because my dog has funny ideas about sheep; to wit, about chasing them (I blame her pesky spaniel grandparent) and I'm a bit worried that her reaction to first seeing seals might be hey, water sheep! to general disaster.
By the way, if you've never had to rescue a small, terrified labrador who has just realised that she's made a huge mistake from the middle of a dairy herd, then I'm hear to tell you dairy cows are fucking massive!
dhampyresa to my list of fandom folk who are definitely not axe-murderers. I mean, you all seem very nice, but I make my not an axe-murderer determinations on a case by case basis. We got to spent a very cool evening hanging out and discussing Star Wars while I did my worst tour guide in Glasgow bit. And its becoming ever more clear that I really ought to be watching the Clone Wars series, if only for Ashoka related reasons.-I have been watching the Olympics, and while some of it has been delightful - the women's rugby 7s genuinely enriched my life; it seemed like the entire early shift in my work had stayed up half the night to watch Andy Murray's tennis final, that workday was sponsored by Red Bull. But there's almost something old East German about the way "Team GB" is being covered here, it's like: look how many gold medals we have; do not peek behind the curtain.
-I have been trying to yank myself out of a bout of writers block by writing sequel ficlets. Presenting: more Sansa/Margaery arranged marriage and more Sameen Shaw and her indifferent daemon.
-While I was tooling around AO3 I noticed that my subscriber count has hit 300. Admittedly, I don't know if that's a lot or next to nothing, but I find it a pleasingly round number, and it delights me.
-I'd been planning to take my dog hiking on Skye over the weekend, but I'm thinking again, partly because it's pissing down, and partly because my dog has funny ideas about sheep; to wit, about chasing them (I blame her pesky spaniel grandparent) and I'm a bit worried that her reaction to first seeing seals might be hey, water sheep! to general disaster.
By the way, if you've never had to rescue a small, terrified labrador who has just realised that she's made a huge mistake from the middle of a dairy herd, then I'm hear to tell you dairy cows are fucking massive!