If the ability to be productively overworked while being wildly underslept were an Olympic sport, Australia and Britain would both be wooing me with scads of cash and shoulder massages!
As it is, thank goodness for under-eye concealer is all I can say. However, magazine comes together brilliantly, ukulele progresses – I can play three songs remotely competently! I learned a tricky thing!, second aquaerobics session far less arm-achy than the first, though I did slack off and not go to the gym tonight due to high likelihood of falling asleep on treadmill and creating an incident.
They are talking about very fast trains down the east coast of Australia, they have been talking about this for years. Why they do not just construct such a system given it would be Fabulous, I cannot tell you.
Finally, I wrote a fic as a pinch hit for Glompfest. It will probably be reposted here at some point in the future, when I have enough brain to look over it for any surviving lupin moments, but for now, you can find it at the comm:
Doing the Lambeth Walk
Summary: There are only three traditional choices for the cashed-up hero after victory. Harry Potter is too young to settle down and provide the wizarding world with a happy ending, and has too acute a sense of humour to spiral downwards into a spectacular flame-out. That leaves a life of good works. Choosing to lead it in Muggle Brixton comes with its own set of challenges, including Malfoys in the biscuit aisle.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Warning(s): Mentions of other people’s drug and alcohol abuse, Harry runs a centre that does some rehab work.
Epilogue compliant? Not in the least.
Word Count: ~26,300
Author's notes all over there, and the glompee does fabbo podfics, bless her cotton socks, AND is a cyclist! (One of us! One of us!)
OH! that wasn't the final, this is! Largest textile made from spider silk coming to the V&A! I followed the story of the production of that fabric and it's AMAZING. I think it's in Chicago now. See it if you can! (And clearly that means, yes, I will be in London in May.)
As it is, thank goodness for under-eye concealer is all I can say. However, magazine comes together brilliantly, ukulele progresses – I can play three songs remotely competently! I learned a tricky thing!, second aquaerobics session far less arm-achy than the first, though I did slack off and not go to the gym tonight due to high likelihood of falling asleep on treadmill and creating an incident.
They are talking about very fast trains down the east coast of Australia, they have been talking about this for years. Why they do not just construct such a system given it would be Fabulous, I cannot tell you.
Finally, I wrote a fic as a pinch hit for Glompfest. It will probably be reposted here at some point in the future, when I have enough brain to look over it for any surviving lupin moments, but for now, you can find it at the comm:
Doing the Lambeth Walk
Summary: There are only three traditional choices for the cashed-up hero after victory. Harry Potter is too young to settle down and provide the wizarding world with a happy ending, and has too acute a sense of humour to spiral downwards into a spectacular flame-out. That leaves a life of good works. Choosing to lead it in Muggle Brixton comes with its own set of challenges, including Malfoys in the biscuit aisle.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Warning(s): Mentions of other people’s drug and alcohol abuse, Harry runs a centre that does some rehab work.
Epilogue compliant? Not in the least.
Word Count: ~26,300
Author's notes all over there, and the glompee does fabbo podfics, bless her cotton socks, AND is a cyclist! (One of us! One of us!)
OH! that wasn't the final, this is! Largest textile made from spider silk coming to the V&A! I followed the story of the production of that fabric and it's AMAZING. I think it's in Chicago now. See it if you can! (And clearly that means, yes, I will be in London in May.)
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