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13 August 2011 @ 11:36 pm
Worst patient in the world  
Day five of having minimal voice -- people keep whispering TO me now, including the local shopkeepers. Which is doubly ridiculous, because I have earsful of snot, while they have perfectly good voices. (Sorry about the visual there.)

Anyway ... hd_holidays ! This is what happens from spending my time running around being a febrile scaffold for needy cats, I miss all the exciting fandom brouhahas. Apparently there were bucketloads of would-be writers this year, which meant that people missed out, because the mods are sane and decided that March or April really was a little bit too late to be ending a Christmas Fest.

One of my flist started a new comm called hd_hols_rejects (which I thought was hilarious) and subsequently changed the name to hd_giggly_hols  because the word 'rejects' was seen as overly harsh by some. Which -- look, call me out of tune with the youth of today, but to my mind it is perfectly valid, if irrational, to feel rejected by a lottery process. I feel a sense of personal offence every time I decide to take a flutter and buy a $5 jackpot ticket and do not win the current $21 million jackpot. Damn you universe!

Anyway, back-up fest to write for = genius plan! 

I would like to say I will be concentrating on reading, but if previous Decembers are anything to go by, I will be doing something else.

Poll #1769336 December 2011

How will Brammers spend December 2011?

In a heat-induced coma in Sydney, wishing she was less of an ecofiend so she could have air-con
At the pool, now she has a gym and pool membership
Being snowed-in somewhere in England or France, missing flights to somewhere else
Working dilligently on her novel like a sensible person
With members of her family, wishing desperately she had spent her 20s developing a drinking problem like the more sensible members of said family
In the company of her dearest friends, with the handmade gifts she has already begun making them
Playing free ukulele concerts for the masses in Newtown
Writing a bloody pinch-hit because mods uncannily pick the one day she has a glass of Limoncello to ask her if she's free
Consuming an unfeasible quantity of gelato
Frantically buying Oxfam chickens in a desperate bid to make up for being a bit of a venal prat through most of the year

In other fandom news, the fabbo fire_juggler  is running the Harry Potter Winter Podfic Fest. What are they looking for? This:
Fic Requirements (there aren't very many): It must be either winter holiday-themed (pick a winter holiday, any winter holiday) or winter-themed (meaning it needs to feature the things we associate with winter, stuff like skiing, or drinking mulled wine, or walking in the snow). Other than that, anything goes. Any length, any genre, any pairing or gen.

I am sure there was something else, but I am sick, and forget.

Mr B threw out all the dairy on bin night, despite some of it being fine. Which meant that we had to go for a walk at 1 this morning so I could have cocoa. I coughed feebly as we made it to the top of the hill that separates Erko from Newtown. 'If we'd been going to the gym for two more months before you gave me this plague,' I said to Mr B, 'then I would look as Pre-Raphaelite as I sound.'

'You? You're the anti-Pre-Raphaelite!' he declared. 'Even when you used to dress like a Victorian, you were all athletic and full of energy. They didn't have jock Pre-Raphaelites! There was no captain of the Pre-Raphaelite hockey team!'

In memory of Lizzie Siddal, I kicked him in the ankle.
Fire Jugglerfire_juggler on August 13th, 2011 01:46 pm (UTC)
Hold on, your poll does not include a "recording my very first podfic, ever, which will be fabulous!" option. Faulty poll is faulty.

Hope you feel better soon!!! ♥
Fire Jugglerfire_juggler on August 13th, 2011 01:52 pm (UTC)
Oh, wait. That's what you'll be doing in October/November! My mistake :D *hugs*
Shadow: Unavoidableiamshadow on August 13th, 2011 01:59 pm (UTC)
I have an irresistible urge to tick ALL OF THE ABOVE. If you'd said Christmas, it would have been pushing it, but thankfully, because you set the range as the entire month, I think you have plenty of time to both get snowed in on the continent AND get caught in Sydney summer.

Hey, at least you won't be in the Fug of Unpleasantness that is Penrith in the summer. Ugh. Moving away = best thing I ever did.
maya231maya231 on August 13th, 2011 02:34 pm (UTC)
You and Mr B=cute and/or hilarious :)

Was there a movie about Lizzie Siddal? I forget (and am not sick).
Nennenenne on August 13th, 2011 03:17 pm (UTC)
If you really want to be snowed in at Christmas you should probably pick somewhere more "Snow safe" than England or most of France for that matter. I think it should say Norway on that list of yours. *nods*
κάτι τρέχει στα γύφτικα_inbetween_ on August 13th, 2011 07:01 pm (UTC)
Who are those four people thinking you'll be doing the dilligent thing? I could look but I'm tired. Also I don't get it *sadface* how would gym have made you less athletic and energetic? And why couldn't you take the packaged milk out of the trash or send off Mr. B on his guilty trip alone? Ah, questions, questions. Drink some carrot juice, I hear it's good against sickness and forgetting - oh wait, that was eyesight. Since my carrots didn't work out again, I also have no memory (I know that doesn't make sense).

Wait - wait - is Lizzie ukulelling as well???
being_here: Drink Up Bitchesbeing_here on August 13th, 2011 08:31 pm (UTC)
It's never too late to pick up a drinking problem. I am fairly sure I can coach you >.>
Rosfoi_nefaste on August 13th, 2011 09:09 pm (UTC)
With members of her family, wishing desperately she had spent her 20s developing a drinking problem like the more sensible members of said family

In terms of dealing with family... Weed is better than booze. You get the sense of irony and appreciation of the ridiculous while not making a fool of yourself. And if a relative happens to have a country house with well-lit sunny gardens away from the road where one can grow herbs with medicinal properties... hypothetically, you understand... it does make the holidays easier to deal with!
pioniepionie on August 13th, 2011 09:21 pm (UTC)
You could easily achieve everything in your poll in a month, but I think I picked out the highlights from your previous Christmas experiences :)
shu_shu_sleepsshu_shu_sleeps on August 13th, 2011 10:55 pm (UTC)
Poor Mr B - to receive a kick in the ankle for a perfectly valid comment :)
You have to admit - Lizzie Siddal or not, all those pre-raph women do look ever so slightly.. well, ennui is the only word I can think of....
Whereas you, my dear, are far too much of a firecracker, the energy just radiates enthusing all those around you....
And I gave you three options in the poll, because I can't imagine you being restricted to just one.
Be healthier soon.

Edited at 2011-08-14 03:18 am (UTC)
PKgirlthatsaidno on August 13th, 2011 11:01 pm (UTC)
I hope you feel better soon. I hate being sick in the summer. Most people consider cold/flu a winter phenomenon. Whenever I get sick in the summer, I always get offended looks and people edge away like there *must* be something terribly wrong with me. LOL.

And, I think "hd_hols_rejects" was a totally cool name. Sounds like a rock band. ;)

PKgirlthatsaidno on August 14th, 2011 02:10 am (UTC)
I was just reminded you live in the southern hemisphere where it is of course, winter.


I blame it on the tequila. I do. *nods*
Geneva2010geneva2010 on August 14th, 2011 01:43 am (UTC)
I'd say the pinch hit fic, but this year with so many people missing the lottery, I'll bet they'll be lined up for pinch-hits. So I vote for the ukelele concert.
mrsquizzical: potter fawkesmrsquizzical on August 14th, 2011 05:07 am (UTC)
lol at the concept of jock pre-raphaelites.

blargh for australian summer.

try not to whisper too much. it sends a lot of air over the vocal chords, and that's not great for them at the best of times. :(