I wander thro' each charter'd street*
Mar. 19th, 2008 07:28 pmI apparently get on a writing roll 2.5 seconds before I'm utterly exhausted, leaving me twitching on the floor (metaphorically), saying "Must. Write." *handwave* "Ideas! I haz them!" But of course, by then it's too late. Have, however, written up to How to Kill African Wild Dogs: Diseeeeeeaaaaase, or Domestic Dog Cooties, and Why They're Bad**
Nothing's happening on the internet. Obviously not the end of the world***. Might as well see if I can still be an outdoor human, or whether I'll be forever confined to sofadom.
I need new TV. *pout* Bones episodes are too slow for instant "Why hallo there, you weren't accessible a few minutes ago!" and recent House episodes lack ducklings (or so I gather). Anyway, older eps would likewise be on the "2 weeks 3 days and 13 hours remaining" side of things. Is there even anything on television anymore?
Right. Outside.
* William Blake, London
** Having entirely too much fun making these section-titles up. Sorry.
*** That, people would blog liek woah.
Nothing's happening on the internet. Obviously not the end of the world***. Might as well see if I can still be an outdoor human, or whether I'll be forever confined to sofadom.
I need new TV. *pout* Bones episodes are too slow for instant "Why hallo there, you weren't accessible a few minutes ago!" and recent House episodes lack ducklings (or so I gather). Anyway, older eps would likewise be on the "2 weeks 3 days and 13 hours remaining" side of things. Is there even anything on television anymore?
Right. Outside.
* William Blake, London
** Having entirely too much fun making these section-titles up. Sorry.
*** That, people would blog liek woah.