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[delga]

I am still trying to write my femgen entry, and I am still exactly zero words into my count. I decided that I should brush up on recent Spooks in order to kick-start the writing process (I wrote Ziva/NCIS last time and I am just not there enough to do it again; also, someone wrote post-Somalia Ziva fic and it made me cry, so) and so I spent the weekend having a Rosnaissance. As one does.

Plus side: my head is full! Minus side: it is all meta and no fic. WHYYYYYY etc.

I am a ridiculous human being.

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Speaking of Spooks, I have two podfics to post. Um. Eventually. And also I am trying to do A Thing but I am being hampered a) by femgen and b) by my inherent laziness. So. Look out for this Extremely Vague Business! Or not!

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We went out to eat last night because my sister wanted to eat duck. Nice place, but I'm not into Chinese food anyway, and it turns out that no-one in this family knows how to carry a conversation if my sister and I aren't actively pursuing it. That is not only depressing but really fucking typical. I mean, seriously, if we're not starting a conversation, our rents should really be able to pick up the slack. Did not happen. Awkward.

On the other hand: bought the first two volumes of Hipster Who for The Sister as her birthday present. I would have bought the whole season but it's not available yet. Whatever. That's Christmas nailed, eh?

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Part of my work involves sending questionnaires out to the elderly in relation to their finances. This goes about as well as can be expected, but on Friday we got a really, really upsetting response. It was this woman who was obviously massively frustrated by the whole ordeal and found the questionnaire interrogative. I get it, I really do, but she'd written comments like, 'I wish I was dead' and so on. We get a lot of stuff like that - people telling us that if they die it's our fault, and so on. I'm good with it for the most part because most of the time people are just pissy about having to pay for their care, and I have strong ideas about what social care should and should not provide for people, and I don't care if the service user feels otherwise. But. BUT. This woman's diatribe was really horrible. Ten pages of anger.

To top it off, the senior who was in that day basically said to me that if that's how they felt, they should just kill themselves. You better believe I told her where to stick it. Stupid woman.

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Annnnnd I still haven't got a clue what I'm going to write for femgen! Most excellent.

Comments

[grenadine.livejournal.com]

I am still trying to write my femgen entry, and I am still exactly zero words into my count.

Oh, you're not the only one. *looks at Word, weeps*

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

The blank page! It mocks me!

Jesus, I love your icon.

[inflightdata.livejournal.com]

FAIADHKHK:ZLHJZDGHIPOZHZBDVZN>SH:ZDVNZDZF I rewatched that episode last weekend!! AND I CRIED. OH, RIVERS OF TEARS. Joooooooooo.

Good luck with femgen! I await your results with much anticipation.