All the cool kids are doing it...

[impulsereader]

Sigh. I am meant to be writing. Instead I'm over here signing up for 221b_advent.  All winterish holidays seem to be on the table as well as simply winter and/or cold itself.  Huh.  Plot bunny.  Cold - the Endless...somehow...  I swear to goodness, typing alters my brain chemistry or something.  Anywho...  Upon seeing that bradspyjamas and kizzia had hopped on board I folded.  Or, at least, they've joined the community though I cannot be sure they've signed up officially...eyes each of them hopefully...

What else can I throw in here?  What have I been meaning to blather about?  Apparently, nothing.

Oh, yes, darn it, The other night I was out with pargoletta and after we had a very wet, shivery time whilst listening to Carmina Burana conducted by Riccardo Muti - and bizarrely, right afterward the CSO went on strike, we stopped for a warming snack.  My bottle top subsequently informed me that International Talk Like a Pirate Day is celebrated on Nantucket Island.  I've been meaning to take a picture and post it and add it to my growing Pirate Sherlock stash, and perhaps log it in for posterity along with that weird Sherlockian fortune I got at Panda Express.  Of course, right now I'm meant to be writing and therefore brought neither my camera's connection wire nor the bottle top.  If I were honest with myself then, I'd have to create a new tag - here there be no pirates. 

Sigh again.  I'm really not going to accomplish anything tonight.

A thesaurus search proves there is no good 'D' word which works for cold.  Blast.

Comments

[azriona.livejournal.com]

I thought about joining the advent calendar - I do like that sort of thing - but I've already got more in-progress fics on my plate than I can handle, plus I'm staring down Nano in November. I've banned myself from looking at the kink-meme (and I love the kink-meme), for fear that I'll be further distracted.

But I think there's a relatively late sign-up date, if I remember correctly, so maybe if I'm a very good girl and get all my homework done, I can let my imagination out to play. :)

[impulsereader.livejournal.com]

Yes, I think you can sign up until almost the end of November, so I'll keep my fingers crossed. :-)

I know, I also have a little too much whirling around in my head at the moment, which is why I was so annoyed with myself tonight! I very specifically set out to write. Instead I rambled and signed up to write yet another story. Oh well, I also wrote a M*A*S*H ficlet in 45 minutes, so that's something, right? Speed writing, my newest authorial skill.

[azriona.livejournal.com]

Oh, God. I just imagined all the MASH fic that might have existed if the internet had been around then. Then again, Star Trek OS fics did well enough before the internet, so maybe it's out there and we just don't know it.

(And oh dear. I just realized. Someday, Andrew is going to be smarter than I am and he's going to find all the fic I wrote. Shit.)

[impulsereader.livejournal.com]

LOL - well, at least you've realized it now. You have plenty of time to plan for how to handle it when he does.

[northernwalker]

Could you say it was a dreary day?

[f-m-r-l.livejournal.com]

A dreary day of dismal drizzle?

[northernwalker]

That may be too many d's. A dreary, dismal rainy day might be better.

[impulsereader.livejournal.com]

Definitely the stomping ground of Despair.