Today is a good day
Apr. 7th, 2004 05:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lonelybritI am very happy happy happy.
In truth I have no reason to be. The revision is all still there and is going everywhere apart from into my brain. I can tell you off the top of my head that 0.01-1% of Elliptical galaxies are in the interstellar medium, whereas for spiral ones it's 25%. And did you know that there are 5 main components of ISM? *nods* Well there are. Apparently. Bleh.
But anyway. Reasons to be happy, and be warned they are shallow reasons:
1) Today got the band-version of 'My Immortal'. Have been happily playing it and sighing when the drums and guitairs kick in.
2) YES! I am not the only Archers fan round here! **bouncebounce* I did notice a while back that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eatenbyweasels had a rather impassioned if short entry, but didn't twig as to what it was about. Until just a few minutes ago when, oh joy, she revealed it was for the same reason I had a little rant. Evil narrow-minded meddling grandmothers....
Right. And after that totally pointless post, I am returning to the paper covered desk whence I came.
In truth I have no reason to be. The revision is all still there and is going everywhere apart from into my brain. I can tell you off the top of my head that 0.01-1% of Elliptical galaxies are in the interstellar medium, whereas for spiral ones it's 25%. And did you know that there are 5 main components of ISM? *nods* Well there are. Apparently. Bleh.
But anyway. Reasons to be happy, and be warned they are shallow reasons:
1) Today got the band-version of 'My Immortal'. Have been happily playing it and sighing when the drums and guitairs kick in.
2) YES! I am not the only Archers fan round here! **bouncebounce* I did notice a while back that
eatenbyweasels had a rather impassioned if short entry, but didn't twig as to what it was about. Until just a few minutes ago when, oh joy, she revealed it was for the same reason I had a little rant. Evil narrow-minded meddling grandmothers....Right. And after that totally pointless post, I am returning to the paper covered desk whence I came.
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Date: 2004-04-07 09:58 am (UTC)*shakes head*
Hope it all goes in and stays there...
*hugs*
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Date: 2004-04-07 10:08 am (UTC)**hits head on desk** Now let's see if that jogs my memory a little better this time round :)
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Date: 2004-04-07 10:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-07 10:10 am (UTC)::blink::
I can honestly say I have no idea. But feel free to sing anyway, little music is always good :)
Hey, hey, we're the Horobins...
Date: 2004-04-07 11:14 am (UTC)Son no 1 became addicted to the theme whilst a foetus and would dance in-utero when it came on the radio. A habit which lingered for a good couple of years after his birth. Awww!
Can people get The Archers world over, on long-wave or something? I've heard rumours of cars full of Britons in cars on top of mountains in the U.S. tuning in for the omnibus. Pan-global Linda? God Forbid!
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Date: 2004-04-07 11:20 am (UTC)Re: Hey, hey, we're the Horobins...
Date: 2004-04-07 11:23 am (UTC)Re: Hey, hey, we're the Horobins...
Date: 2004-04-07 11:25 am (UTC)God, I need a holiday....
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Date: 2004-04-07 11:33 am (UTC)::Licks your Icon::
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Date: 2004-04-07 11:38 am (UTC)Hey! I've just squeegied that icon! *gives him another crafty bed-bath*
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Date: 2004-04-07 10:59 am (UTC)I will have to start listening to the Archers..
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Date: 2004-04-07 01:16 pm (UTC)If I could make your revision easier, you know I would.
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Date: 2004-04-07 02:03 pm (UTC)Your childhood does seem to have been rather colourful! I think the most memorable thing that happened to me was eating a box of mothballs because I thought they looked like smarties. Fortunately I was too young to remember this, although my parents assure me it was not a pleasant moment.
*hugs*
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Date: 2004-04-07 02:19 pm (UTC)Love the mothballs story - *ponders how she can fit this into a Wes fic...*
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Date: 2004-04-07 02:33 pm (UTC)And yes. I think two near death experiences are enough for anyone. You haven't spoken to any talking objects of fast food recently, have you? Just, checking, cos, if that does happen... Don't trust them!
*hugs*
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Date: 2004-04-07 02:50 pm (UTC)And now you're doing shout-outs. Ah, poor Norman, trying his best to warn Wes. 'Never trust a talking hamburger...'
And no. I haven't heard the Golden Arches talking yet. Seriously, I like the mothballs story. I just love using real things that have happened to me (or other people) in my stories. The tea tray ski-ing down the stairs thing that Wes remembered doing in 'Caged Birds Sing' - we used to do that at my best friend's house. And I did crash into the telephone table and break a lamp... (not such a happy memory, that one)
So, any other quirky stories you want to share, please do. I'll fit them into a fic somehow.
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Date: 2004-04-07 03:15 pm (UTC)1) At playgroup, giving everyone a heartattack when I broke free of the crowd and went right up to Father Christmas and put my hand up his trousers. Why? It was my own father playing the role, the watchers were terrified I'd recognise him.
Did I?
Nuh-uh. Mum said it was very sweet the way I excitedly scampered over to her going 'Mummy mummy look! It's Father Christmas!'
2) Not so much a tale as just a past-time. My grandparents own a farm, and every summer all the collected corn would be put out in giant barns to dry. It was like dunes of ears of corn. And me and my friends used to slide down the slopes on tea trays and jump off the walkways onto the peaks. It was great fun! Got very dusty and we used to cough and sneeze like anything afterwards, but it was still very fun!
3) Also at farm. There were loads of domestic-gone-wild cats. One female had a litter in a box in one of the barns the summer me and a friend were there. Whilst we couldn't go near the mother, we could go near the kittens. We played with them all the time so they grew up partially tame. Then one day we looked out the kitchen window, and saw that the whole family had relocated outdoors.
All except one.
After a few days we went to check. The runt of the litter was still there, in the box, and was not moving very much. Clearly very sick. It had been abandoned by the others.
So we took it in. Gave it a bed. Fed it. It became the tamest of the lost. It used to sit at the bottom of the basement steps and yowl until you came and picked it up. (We couldn't let it in the house, grandparents had two dogs who would have torn the thing to pieces.)
Anyway. Got very attached to it. (Actually a her; Little Jo.)
She got stronger, walking around, snuggling up under my chin.
And then, out of nowhere, she started shaking again and retreated to bed. And the next morning she was dead.
It was kinda sad. But it would be kind of nice to see mini!Wes go through that. After all, he was prepared to try and ressurect a dead bird. Wouldn't it be sweet to see him try and rear a kitten/puppy only to have it all come to naught anyway?
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Date: 2004-04-07 03:24 pm (UTC)I hereby crown you the Queen of Angst (the queen is dead, long live the queen) This would be a terribly upsetting story, definite mini!Wes potential here. You do realize I'm cutting and pasting these into a Word document for further reference..
It was my own father playing the role, the watchers were terrified I'd recognise him.
When I read this, I kind of freaked on the word watchers and thought - eek! LB is a slayer!
Ah, tea tray ski-ing, is there any better sport? I think not. At least you didn't break a lamp. An expensive Tiffany lamp. One that belonged to someone else's parents. Not to be recommended, I assure you.
Hugs for these fabulous stories - will file them away for use later...
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Date: 2004-04-07 03:51 pm (UTC)Nope, fortunately there were not Tiffany lamps to be broken where we were.
And yes, tea tray skiing is the best sport invented :)
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Date: 2004-04-08 10:51 am (UTC)Durnit woman, I've got the bug now...