Last week!

First things first:

Happy Birthday
starfinn!

Happy Birthday
saramund!

Hope you had lovely weekends!
*wiggles eyebrows suggestively at saramund*

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*does the dance of last week-ness of work before holiday!*

5 days and counting!
Especially since they have me doing tech specs. (ie. documentation)

( list of things to do before I go to wedding con )

Went shopping on Saturday. Bought wonderful corduroy jacket. Okay, so it was from one of those teenybopper stores, but it's warm and corduroy! And will do nicely for the long flights between city and city.

Co-worker has just told me it's 8 degrees outside. Brrrrr.

For the fic-readers out there, there will be fic next weekend. SG-1, Season Six, from Revelations II. You should shortly see fic posted from a dozen people on my f-list who subbed to RevII. A great deal of apocalypfic! :D

There was something else I had to mention, but it's slipped my mind.

something that I wrote over two years ago

This is the story of a man, his wife, his son and his life. His son shot himself in the head, and his wife left him when he lost hope, but he clung to life and weathered that storm. And then one morning he woke up in a life he had never envisioned and realised that he wasn't who he'd thought he was.

From this post of mine, going back several years.

I don't know where it's from or why I wrote it. I don't know what was intended with it, or if I actually ended up writing the concept. Weirdness.

And there are a lot more people running around my head these days.