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But the plumbers have come in. They arrived about ten minutes before I could make it to the kitchen to wash up, so I have no plates at the moment, since they've ripped out all the plumbing.

And by ripped out...

I rather mean:

ripped out! )

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This makes me angry!

Here's the gist:

Remember the atheist buses, that went round the UK with the slogan "There's probably no God. Now stop worrying and enjoy your life"?

There are now Christian ones in response. I saw one in London, in fact. It read: "There definitely is a God. So join the Christian Party and enjoy your life."

And apparently there's going to be another couple of sets in London, one of which says: "There IS a God, BELIEVE. Don't worry and enjoy your life."

You want to know what makes me angry about this? The "atheist buses" had to put in a "probably" instead of saying "There is no God", because there was no verifiable proof of that claim and the Advertising Standards Authority wouldn't let them have that for that specific reason.



hang on...

The "Christian buses" aren't bound by the same rule? Or *can* they actually provide concrete proof of the existence of a God? I missed that revelation.

I'm all for debate. I'm all for people airing their views - I liked the atheist buses because they were able to admit there's no proof either way, and I wouldn't mind the Christian ones if they said something similar. "There probably is a God" even, or to be precisely and perfectly accurate, "We believe there is a God". I have no issue with that.

But making a definite statement like that with no proof is just... Out of line. And should not have been allowed, if the atheist buses weren't allowed to.

*stamps foot*

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<obligatory post of Hub2 Squee>

Okay, yes, I'm in with that crowd, the Hub2 was AWESOME. I had. THE. BEST. TIME. And I'd like to thank everyone on LJ who I ran into, spoke to in passing, hung out with, danced with, squeed with, queued with, took unexpected Intimate Encounter charity from (!thankyouthankyouthankyou!), borrowed Internet access from (thank [ profile] blackbird_song (thaaankeee!), everybody, or you wouldn't have a Jantolution fic...) and generally geeked out with. (: You guys rock.

So far I only have my Bears' Day Out/Musicals photos online, so I must upload the rest tomorrow and roundup my experiences (ahemhem) with appropriate photographic illustration. (Though I don't have many photos of the guests, for some reason. I was far enough back that I didn't see too much point in taking pictures, I guess.)

PLEASE shout at me and poke me for that. I fail at recounting the fun times...

</obligatory post of Hub2 Squee>


Mar. 13th, 2009 04:37 pm
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Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Jack/Ianto
Word Count: 2109
Summary: When the Rift whisks Ianto away in the middle of a game, he's less than prepared for where he ends up...

A/N: This is my 50th Jantolution fic... I should celebrate somehow.

Prompt: Jantolution Challenge #17, Cliches, Mythical Creatures, James Bond

Seek )
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So [ profile] cowgrrl and I had some time spare in London this afternoon.

And we were looking at musical posters as we travelled the tube.

And we both saw "La Cage Aux Folles" and went, "Ooh, I'd like to see that."



So we did.

^_^' Half price tickets, right in the middle, 12 rows back.

Graham Norton in drag.



We also wandered lots of places, made it to Forbidden Planet (*has a copy of Anything Goes, at last*) and saw the sights with Jack, Ianto and Diane!Bears. (: They enjoyed themselves thoroughly.

And then we made it to Oliver! And Burn was very good. (: And Rowan Atkinson was fantastic.


and we got his autograph at the stage door! He's so sweet!

But Burn seemed to have slipped out the back door, or made it through the crowd unmobbed and unnoticed.

(: So we'll introduce him to Diane!Bear on Sunday. ;)

Though Jack and Ianto Bears managed to have their picture taken with him anyway!


So. Much. WIN!
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Yo! I have managed to get the wireless internet in our hotel working. ^_^ Shiny.

So, I made it in one piece despite my train being cancelled (which actually made me arrive an hour early...), grabbed a ticket for Wicked and went to sit in a small park on Buckingham Palace Road to eat lunch. And sew on the collar of my John jacket... Only me...

Wicked, let me say it now, is FANTASTIC. Standing ovation. At a matinee. I bought two t-shirts and intend to grab the soundtrack from le internets at some point (ran out of money while I was there...). Brilliant show. If you can make it, go, and don't bother reading the book first! I didn't make it past 20 pages, so the rest of the plot was a nice surprise and extremely enjoyable for it. (Anyone else wants to go, I'll happily come with you!)

Ahem. I have pictures of how ridiculously close to the front I got for buying an hour before the show started, but I will upload them later. I should be reorganised my bags now so we can check out/leave luggage and go find out what's what for tomorrow to Northampton.

From Wicked I went to Leicester Square and accidentally found the premiere of Aliens vs. Monsters going on. Red carpet, people on stilts, big animatronic monster thing. Lots of screaming and camera flashing. I didn't see anyone I recognised (I saw a guy who looked vaguely like Bruce Willis, but I didn't think he was in the film... is he?) and didn't take any photos...

Found Avenue Q, picked up my ticket, went and had dinner (left a tip for my waitress because she was called Nali, and hey, it's only one letter off!), went back and considered buying a t-shirt but had not enough money. Plus, anyone who doesn't know the songs would assume that I was in a bad mood if I wore a t-shirt saying, "It sucks to be me!"

So. Avenue Q, also very very much fun. Hilarious. XD Worth the trip just for the musicals, so far!

Oh, and on my train on the way down, I saw Guy from Green Wing. (I think his real name is Stephen Mangan.) Heard him on the phone, too, so I don't think it was just a lookalike. (: Didn't speak to him, but hey, it's cool. ^_^

Right. Repacking.

And I realised on the way down I forgot the LJ Meetup sign and stickers... ^_^' I fail. Must find a stationery shop at some point today...


Mar. 10th, 2009 11:15 pm
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*has 9 o'clock train - this means getting up at 7*

It's currently 11.15pm. And I am packing to go to the Hub (the Final Countdown, it plays). But, I had to wash up lots and lots of dishes earlier, and clean the kitchen too, and although I'd factored in hairwash-time somehow things got a bit... delayed... and I am not ready.

This will surprise none of you, I'm sure. It doesn't really surprise me, either. *eyeroll*

But still. Argh. Packing all these things is making me nervous.

Do I have room for the bears?

What about the katana? It's only wooden, and if I wrap it up in plastic bags nobody on the trains will know what it is...

But with both these bags... oh, and I'll need my phone charger, if I'm being gone from Wednesday to Monday. It's almost a week!

And I'll need to have room in my small backpack for some food. Oh, and the laptop, for all those photos and any emergency fic-posting.

*eyes laptop* If I wasn't using you right now, you'd be in already and I'd have one less thing to worry about.

*pulls faces* The time has come, I must disconnect the internet.

(And I'm not really that badly organised. I have everything I need listed and mostly packed. It's just the deadliney things that I fail at. Say, [ profile] jantolution and a certain jacket...



Right. Sleep might be more important here.

Neh. There's WiFi at tomorrow's hotel. I'll be on after Avenue Q. ;)

So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodnight...
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Bill Bailey.

Quoting him an awful lot of the time probably doesn't help that.

But you'd think being female would make it less frequent...
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Seven Flavours to go.

One of them I'm halfway through but need to rewatch the start of "Everything Changes" for. (XD)

Another one I'm going to do my best to post on St. Patrick's day. (Guess who that's for... (: )

But next week (sometime before midnight on Friday, anyway) - STOP! It's Jantolution time!

(On a side note, I need to stop automatically hitting "Ctrl+S" every time I pause between words whilst writing this. Closing the confused little "save this webpage?" window is getting irritating.)

And I was about to say give me a shout if you're still reading me, but then I got two comments at once. I feel so popular. :P

*dashes to reply*

(EDIT: Ah! I've finally figured out what to do to make OpenOffice behave itself again! Muahahahaha! It shall save files properly from now on, without me having to manually convert them to a certain type by changing the file extension through a ridiculously convoluted route. Win!)
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I love my MSN conversations. The random is one reason why I keep logging on even when I should be sewing/eating/writing/doing chores...

[ profile] shadowbyrd and I discuss Torchwood cliches. Many of which will be appearing in my Jantolution, so I won't post the full conversation here. ;)

Then one of my Imaginative Writing co-studenty types and I are chatting after I just had dinner. He asks how it was, I say, "hey, still alive, can't complain," and this happens:

*!- Samuel -!* - says:
You're still alive? Damn, I was hoping it was a message from beyond the grave
Laligin in disguise says:
Laligin in disguise says:
I want a postcard from beyond the grave. Though if it says, "Wish you were here" that'd be kinda scary
*!- Samuel -!* - says:
YES that would be very scary
*!- Samuel -!* - says:
well i think it depends on who sent it
Laligin in disguise says:
I'm so going to have to write that now.
Laligin in disguise says:
Darling! Weather fine here, very samey. Not much change at all, in fact. Ferryman v. polite. Screaming from further downriver tad disturbing but am getting used to it. Accomodation not provided, seem not to need sleep though, so all well. Other guests v busy with various torments. Blind man from Thebes v perceptive. Wish you were here!

I have decided I'm now going to use that as the basis of my poetry submission this semester. (:

The conversation led on to another plotbunny I could use for anything, too. Torchwood is likely, but I do have to submit a short story and this is rather tasty... (: Keep an eye out for ghosts...


Mar. 8th, 2009 06:21 pm
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I just got... a very odd message.

Subject: userpic?
Sender: [ profile] jcad6169

Message: I cannot see your user pic in the latest entry you posted. Is it BORIS? I love his work.


*is cyberised*

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Right. So. Reality:

I'm quite happy at the moment. This is good. I would be almost entirely happy if [ profile] shadowbyrd was fighting fit and well, but that's a discussion for elsewhere. (You can do it!)

Very very slowly, I am making progress on my John Hart jacket. The black velvet I'm using for the collar and cuffs is lovely stuff, if hellish hard to sew (the stitches disappear...) and I have 53 perfect buttons (the shop was two short) and some rather good cushion cord for the braid. And I'm leaving on Wednesday. It's going to be touch and go whether this is finished in time... But I have some hope.

Jantolution fic is marvellous fun to write. (: Though I need to finish another one quickly to go up before midnight tomorrow and maintain the fic-a-week record.

I have found a Dungeons and Dragons game in Liverpool! The Live Action Roleplayer I met at the fabric shop (I think I mentioned him on here) has a group and invited me along, and they all want me to return as a level 6 half-elf Druid. XD It's a shame five of the six of them smoke. Heavily. Despite this, the game I got to see was fun, and I shall be blackening my lungs with a return visit at some point.

Meanwhile, my flatmates set my oven gloves on fire. Despite the fact the smoke alarm screams if you put bread in the toaster for three seconds, it failed to go off when the kitchen filled with smoke. Decidedly odd, that. But the flatmates in question apologised spontaneously and promised to buy me some new ones. Which has yet to happen, but I seem remarkably unperturbed.

The dead scorpion on top of the microwave leaves me similarly bemused but unbothered.


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The top news feature on my university's homepage, at the moment, is the "Edmund Cusick Avalon Prize" prizegiving date and details. Including the names of the winner, and all three runners up. We're all girls, and I'm grinning because the runners up are listed in alphabetical order which puts me first, so I'm looking pretty good there. ;)

I also don't know the other three at all. One of the other runners up is ringing vague, vague bells, but nothing concrete.

And... aheh. The third runner up is Deborah Morgan.


Presumably not from Miami. ;)

Ah, but I do have to read my poem to the audience. Which would be fine it was any kind of good. I'm not being falsely modest - I wrote it in a couple of hours and sent it in the same day, first draft, just to increase the entry numbers... This wasn't meant to happen!

But that's not until the 18th March, so I can enjoy the Hub first.


(And now there are masculine screams floating up from the floor or two below... It sounds like someone's being strangled. Although laughing at the same time. Odd.)


Feb. 24th, 2009 06:58 pm
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My friends on my course made me swear! They made me do it!


In other words, boy on our course asked me, deadpan, during the break, if I ever swore. I took a deep breath, said, "F*** no," (see, I can't write it!) and enjoyed the grins.

And then curled up and tried not to cry (although also laughing, but not crying with laughter, if you follow) and squealed, "It feels so wrong! I'm unclean! It hurts!"

Which amused some people quite a bit. But seriously. It's still... not good. I can still feel it on my tongue. Do not like.

I'm not sure if that's actually reassuring or not. Because I had thought I was losing that reaction to swearing, but it appears that's only when I'm quoting, or very angry, or punning.


In other news, I want to go and see Wicked and Avenue Q. Trains and buses from Liverpool to London are SO EXPENSIVE though, or take 6 hours. I was looking at a Wednesday or a Saturday to fit them both in (Wicked has matinees those days) but there's no way I can get back after Avenue Q's evening performance. I'll miss the last train out. So I'd have to stay over. And that makes the cost spike.

Particularly since I have to head back down Thursday the 12th of March to meet up with [ profile] cowgrrl for Oliver! before the Hub...

Now, hang on just a minute...

And all of a sudden we're only looking at the cost of an additional night's stay... (:

Also, I feel like I'm gradually clawing back my fanfic mojo. As it were. I have actually quite liked the last two fics I've posted. (Valentine's and a Flavour, for those of you who are trying to keep track of these things. ;) ) 9 Flavours to go, counting a double claim, and then I'll finally get to the three Stump The Writer fics I owe people, and then I can return triumphant to my fanfic100, and get cracking on the epic AU ABC table...



Although I just went to see what's up with [ profile] fanfic100 at the moment, since I'd heard from [ profile] shadowbyrd that the Big Damn Table had vanished. And after some scurrying around and an offhand decision to see if there was any activity on the [ profile] fanfic100_admin journal, which was created in November and thus is something I did not know about I discovered something.

Apparently the "activity check" has just closed and if you didn't reply you've lost your claim.


Okay, as of the first of February, it's a year since I posted a fic for my claim, but whatever happened to "you may take as long as you need"? I had a tag for them on the main journal and everything... ):

Well damn.


If I have lost my claim I shall be very sad. And try desperately to get it back.

Though I suppose I could pretend I knew nothing about it and proceed to finish up a fic and post it to the main journal and tag it up and point to it when I'm told later on that "that's not your claim any more, you were gone!" (Tell no one I said this! There must be no record of my nefarious plan if I am to claim total innocence!)

Shhh! Be vewy vewy quiet! I'm hunting plotbunnies...

Priority shift! Flavours, move over, we have a Fanfic100 coming in hot...

*flees to write fic*
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9 to go is not bad. And I count that as a fic this week even though it's technically Monday morning now... If I haven't gone to sleep yet it's still Sunday night, honest!


Back to Liverpool in... seven and a half hours. Pack and sleep and away we do go. Let us hope that all is well...
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Yo, people! Jantolution Challenge #17 is up and running!

The prompts are Cliches, Mythical Creatures, and James Bond!

Any happy-ending Jack/Ianto fic inspired by said prompts is more than welcome. Even drabbles count! (: And there are banners for all participants...

Come, join us!

(Also, [ profile] jantolution now has over 1000 members! Win!)
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Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 4333
Summary: When it comes right down to it, Jack will do whatever he has to...

Prompt: For [ profile] tw_calender, 2009 Valentine's Day angsty dark "Love Hurts" fest. (Also posted there. Adding it here to keep it in my own archives, as per usual. And to keep up the weekly fic post in my journal! Whoop!)

I Won't Send Roses )
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Right. I have my [ profile] tw_calender fic underway, and I have the most tentative of tentative starts for [ profile] tardis_bigbang.

To that end, I have rejoined [ profile] ficfinishing to get things done! And since signups finish tomorrow (the 10th) and I'm currently the only Torchwood writer (though with two fics, meep) I am here to beg/plead/promote it... etc.

It's a good and useful place. Harkness PI would still be less than eight thousand words if not for them...

Right. Stuff to do. I have post-its with lists stuck to the wall behind the laptop, and they stare at me accusingly.

- Rejoin Ficfinishing

Ah, progress.

Put away clothes, dinner, homework, posters. Fic. Achievement!
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So. I'm still in the same flat I have been since September, and since there was no joy on finding the keys for the alternative, I am staying put. Though now I know what's what, at least I can finally put up all my posters and pictures. For about three months. Ugh.

Still, I have a ridiculous amount of posters, now. (: Five full size Torchwood ones (ie, all the ones there are) one same size Why So Serious one (it was 70p or so in the death of Woolworths, I couldn't resist it for that...), the BBC's panoramic inside-the-Tardis/the monsters of series 3 Doctor Who one, another small Torchwood one... And then there's the Weeping Angel foam board, and the lovely framed (signed) Ianto picture, and the three-photo Torchwood frame, and then six 10 by 8 cardboard backed photos... And then the GIANT Mind Warp poster, too.

Wallspace is an issue. (:

In other news, I swear there's something in the water here. Two days apart, (Tuesday and Thursday) I was... let's say flirted with... by two different, random people. One girl, one boy.

Tell me true, people. Is it the hat?


Neh. I very much don't get it. Girl is on the creative writing course, but boy I met randomly in the queue at the fabric shop [ profile] shadowbyrd found, while I was buying scraps of brown leather to make me and Jackbear matching wristbands. Ahem. Boy is a Live Action Roleplayer, D&D geek, Firefly fan... and managed to ask me out for dinner and drinks very quickly. ^_^'

Anyway, I'm going home on Wednesday (whoot!) and staying there for Reading Week the week after. Taking my stack of renewed Mills and Boon with me. See my dedication to Harkness PI? See it? ^_^'

I've also made the potentially fatal mistake of signing up for [ profile] tardis_bigbang. Again. Hopefully I will not fail so spectacularly this time, though part of me doubts it. Because the writing time is cut in half, I'm already worried that my idea has been done and is mere pretention on my part, and the first draft of 15 thousand words is due in the day before all my poetry coursework...

Still, I shall give it a go.

(I should probably delete dead people from my email/phone contacts list, shouldn't I?)

So, done a ridiculous amount of washing today, so much so that I ran out of space for it all on my many-many runged dryer thing, and the heated towel rail too. Have borrowed [ profile] shadowbyrd's not-quite-so-many runged dryer thing, and even then it's a fairly close run thing. This amuses me.

I appear to have made it something of my mission to possess everything that even approximates official Torchwood merchandise. Hence my growing 10x8 collection, and the stack of signed stamp covers from waiting for me at home... This is an expensive mission, I must admit. But it is rather fun.

Also, my obsession with deserts is still going strong. Bought the Lawrence of Arabia soundtrack in Manchester yesterday. On vinyl. It has a beautiful sand-filled, sun-bleached cover. Sadly I can only play records at home. But the cover... (I should probably mention that I was in Manchester to visit [ profile] ranamag, with [ profile] shadowbyrd. Thus it was not entirely random. But I had a marvellous time. (: And probably laughed a bit too much at the OTT gore in Sweeney Todd... Sorry, guys, I didn't mean to freak you out...)

My tags, I notice, are still just skewed in favour of this being my personal journal as it has been for the past five years, rather than my fanfic depository, as it has been for just over two years. 127 "updates" versus 112 "fic". (109 "fic - torchwood", 60 "torchwood", 120 "randomness") And that's not including this post. I'm... slightly relieved about that, actually. I was here long before Torchwood, after all.

The only reason I noticed the tag numbers, though, is because I was looking to delete a few misspellings elsewhere.


My dream has come true. I am now a mod at [ profile] jantolution. That makes me smile more than any of my practical achievements today. Damn, but I love that comm more than is healthy.

And when I look back on this in another five years, I wonder how much will have changed?

(And with Media Player randomly selecting the Torchwood Theme for me, I shall post!)


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