If you’ve read my recently-published tale, Late Bloomer and have any artistic talent, please post or send me something.
I’m looking to share Late Bloomer on EqD and they like it when you have art for a title page.
If anyone, anywhere, loves the story enough to make some non-spoilery fan art, please send it to cat@internutter.org or even post it as a reply here. Or send me a link to where you posted it. Whatever.
I need that art. You got that art?
That’s my weight, today[2nd Feb].
That’s my stumbling block.
Three times, I’ve got down to 91.9 only to yo-yo back up to the next kilo bracket. since I spend a week working off roughly a kilo, I watch those decimals like a hawk. Getting down into the next “kilo zone” is fast becoming an obsession.
Better make certain it’s not a dangerous one, then.
And in the Antiprogress side of
Read more »MeMum used to call it “dropsy” when she was feeling whimsical. On other days, it was the “sadim"s [Midas spelled backwards]. Those days when everything around you seems destined to ricochet off the floor.
I prefer to call it "the drops” so people don’t look at me funny.
Mayhem has it this morning. He’s spilled seven different things towards the floor - including my morning beverage and the cat’s
Read more »Before the weeks of deluge, I alternated blocks to walk the hound around. Let’s call them Clockwise and Anticlockwise.
And a couple of times, I even managed to do both.
That was before we evicted the Carpet From Hell [it wasn’t paying rent], the subsequent stint of bad asthma, and a rainstorm just short of another effing flood.
Now I’m back to one block until I’m absolutely, positively certain that my health is up
Read more »Entropy is defined as the state in which things take the least energy to remain so.
Water follows the path of least resistance. So do electrons.
And, apparently, so does house-mess. It’s very simple to observe. Especially in a house containing at least one hoarder.
Five people live in our house. Only one cleans more than their own mess. When that one gets sick or incapacitated… Everything is left behind.
The “not mine” mess piles up. It
Read more »America.
Reagan’s on the wrong side. He was the champion of “trickle down” economics and tax cuts for the wealthy.
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I do not believe for one second that OWS has fizzled out. Especially overnight.
Given all the laws and whatnot flying around, and the protests and outrage concerning them, I can only guess what’s happened in the space of twenty-four hours
1) They arrested absolutely everybody and haven’t told anyone.
2) They’re censoring everything OWS.
3) Corporate America suddenly realised there’s bugger all elsewhere to go once they’ve finished raping America and
Read more »I’m currently between projects and feeling a little doldrum-ish. So I figured some inspiration might help.
My options are:
(1) A new pony fic featuring a species from another fictional continuity (ds9). (2) Finally starting some work on the draw blog I gassed about a while back. (3) Moar fids, damnit!
Or (4) Something different (suggestions please)
I appreciate your responses?
Read more »Finally finished this about two months after I started it.
Warning: Long story is LOOOOOOOONNNNNNGGGG
Late Bloomer
“Excuse me?”
Twilight startled. She swore there hadn’t been anyone else in the library a minute ago. “Where did you come from?”
The strange unicorn was tall and gangly, though of about adult pony height, she had obviously yet to fill out. “Trotston. Originally,” she said. Her straight, brown mane hung over most of her face as
I’m back down to 92.4, today. I did it by not eating very much, and yet, I also didn’t eat very much of anything that’s good for me.
I doubt I’m going to make it to 80 kilos subsisting solely on peanut-honey sandwiches, as I have been yesterday. [FYI: You mix almost-equal portions of honey and peanut paste/butter together and spread the results on a sandwich. Tasty and filling.]
I really should
Read more »I feel heavy.
Not a physical heaviness. More a spiritual weight that drags me down to the point where I don’t feel like anything can lift me back up.
I don’t know why I’m feeling this down.
The house is clean. I’m on top of the laundry. I’m on top of the dishwashing. I’m on top of the floor - keeping it clean, that is.
I should be on top
Read more »…and possibly take most of the world with it.
Just because I haven’t been contributing to the OWS threads, lately, doesn’t mean I haven’t been keeping track of things.
One thing I’ve learned from the patterns of history is this: If a nation does not stop itself from an impending fall, it will plummet all the way to the bottom and then some. Especially if it’s been warned by everybody and
Read more »I successfully got down to 92.5 kilos. Shortly before it rained.
Now that it’s raining, walking the dog is out, and sitting on my behind and trying to stay warm is in. This is why I’m back up to 94.
What I need to do is get my fattening arse up on my exercise bike and pedal ‘till my legs fall off.
Not happening today, probably. Life is busy getting in the way.
Flooding rains, kids,
Read more »I discovered yesterday that the masses of water gathering around the uphill side of my house were due to masses of wet grass blocking the drains.
It was an education getting rid of that shit.
Mainly because the hound kept trying to fetch the sodden masses of grass as I chucked them onto the jungle lawn and then shaking off on me when he came back under shelter again.
Now that the grass is gone, the calf-deep puddles have drained away and
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